"Suzaku, do you think you've got this in the bag? Killing you is no different than killing the others."

The Origin Immortal King's sinister path, his invincible divine fist, shattered the void, causing all sorts of divine artifacts and immortal weapons to shake and crack.

"Bang." Cao Ya then used the same "Origin God Fist," as well as "Creation God Fist," "Primordial Heavenly Dao," and "Great Sun Tathagata Fist" to defend.

Not seeking defeat, but merely to entangle! As long as the Origin Immortal King is held back and prevented from sending reinforcements, the Exquisite Immortal Venerable can break the deadlock!

"Kill!" However, the seven powerful beings—the Year Beast, the Lord of Ten Thousand Beasts, the Immortal King of Truth, the Immortal King of Righteousness, the Immortal King of Eternity, the Immortal King of No History, and the Holy King of the Primordial Ancestor—were all cooperating with the Immortal King of Origin to besiege Cao Ya.

Did they really value the Immortal Venerable Linglong? The answer is naturally no.

An ordinary Heavenly Lord of the Sixteenth Era might not even be able to win against their puppet bodies, let alone threaten their true selves—it's simply a pipe dream.

But the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord was different; his performance was far too fierce.

The kings almost unanimously believed that giving Suzaku time would give him a very high probability of becoming king.

At that time, they will be on the same level and will be very troublesome enemies.

Rather than abandoning the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord to kill the Linglong Immortal Venerable, it would be better to kill this person first.

Anyway, without the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord's restraint, the eight great masters can now focus their efforts on dealing with others without any trouble. Only the Epoch Heavenly Lord and the Lightning Mother Heavenly Lord need to be taken seriously.

Although the Niwan Palace World above their heads could absorb about one-tenth of the power of the top eight, preventing them from fighting Cao Ya at their peak, it still allowed them to do so.

These eight people are all extremely strong. Needless to say, the Immortal King's thoughts are also powerful. The Nian Beast is also seventeen generations old. Even in a one-on-one situation, it can hold its own against Cao Ya and will not be instantly killed.

Cao Ya was engaged in direct combat, facing immense pressure and constant danger; every moment held the threat of crisis!

He had even been injured multiple times, struck by the Origin Immortal King, the Truth Immortal King, and the Righteous Qi Immortal King, his physical body shattering and his soul nearly collapsing.

"Chirp." A phantom Vermilion Bird soars, its body enveloped in flames, embodying the phoenix's rebirth, seemingly immortal.

The Immortal King Pills within the Niwan Palace world are being consumed at a visible rate due to the True Phoenix Treasure Technique and the Immortal Artifact Array!

Cao Ya didn't care about the heartache; as long as he could hold off these eight people, it was acceptable.

The eight men looked very displeased, staring at Cao Ya with scrutiny.

But at this point in the battle, everyone had pulled out all the stops, and no one had any more tricks up their sleeve. They could only fight head-on and see who would give up first.

"Rumble..." The Lord of All Beasts and the Nian Beast, father and son, revealed their true forms. Their enormous claws tore through the void, and their Daoist techniques, capable of ending everything, could also annihilate the universe.

"Swoosh!" The three puppets of the Primordial Holy King, wielding great axes formed from divine power, were incomparably fierce.

With a flash of axe light, it severed the laws, indestructible and unbreakable.

"Whoosh." The method of the Immortal King of Truth was full of the flavor of truth, interpreting the mysteries of heaven and earth, intoxicating people, as if they had seen the reality of the world.

"Thump!" The fist of the Origin Immortal King was like a plane that carried the entire plane, the source of all things. With one punch, the heavens and the earth were transformed.

A long river flowed around the Immortal King of Righteousness, and boundless Confucian and Taoist radiance rose up.

And countless voices reciting texts continue to resonate, changing the world's order.

On the other hand, the Immortal King Wushi was exactly the opposite.

That timeless Daoist aura spread in all directions, erasing all traces, and even the Great Dao itself seemed to have disappeared.

All paths of spiritual practice are fading away, and even the long river of history cannot remember them.

However, the secret technique of the Eternal Immortal King is quite special. Time is frozen, and the fluctuations of laws and rules are also stopped. The laws of the Immortal King of No History and the Immortal King of Righteous Qi cannot interfere with it in the slightest.

These eight powerful figures are all incredibly formidable, and their unique skills are top-tier, both in the past and the future!

Despite possessing numerous extraordinary systems, Cao Ya remained extremely cautious and dared not be careless in the slightest.

Cao Ya utilized all the major arts, including the Flame Path, the Cycle Path, the Lightning Path, the Wind Path, the Light Path, the Sword Path, as well as divine artifacts, immortal artifacts, ancient characters, and various killing techniques, leaving none out.

"Boom!!!" The battle between the nine great supernatural beings was earth-shattering. The laws and phenomena surrounding the Immortal King Battlefield could not get close, and even the aftershocks crushed many of the phenomena.

Cao Ya exerted all his strength, engaging in a fierce battle with the quarterfinalists and keeping them occupied, preventing them from focusing on anything else.

"Hiss." One injury after another appeared on Cao Ya's body.

Relying on the "True Phoenix Treasure Technique," they were immediately restored and continued to fight with great vigor.

Only that kind of spirit inevitably leads to some fatigue.

However, Cao Ya's mind is incredibly resilient. It's not impossible to make him feel like he can't persevere, but he could easily handle tens or hundreds of thousands of rounds.

This caused the eight experts to frown and ponder a countermeasure, aiming to kill them with a single blow.

Unfortunately, Cao Ya's defense was too astonishing. Unless the Immortal King himself descended, even a Heavenly Monarch of nineteen eras would not be able to kill Cao Ya instantly!

As long as Cao Ya has a breath left, he can recover and become stronger with each battle!

However, not all battlefields present Cao Ya's situation.

"Boom!!" Fang Qingxue raised her hand, and thunder roared, surging through the heavens, striking straight out.

"Wow." The Heavenly Mother, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, the Black and White Envoys, and other six Heavenly Lords of the fifteenth era surrounded and killed Fang Qingxue, but were defeated by her, injured repeatedly, and bleeding profusely.

Although he managed to strike Fang Qingxue at one point, the minor injury was completely healed by Fang Qingxue's magic with a single turn of her power, leaving no trace.

It can be said that Fang Qingxue's strength, on the surface, is fifteen epochs, on par with those six people, but her true combat power surpasses that of countless others.

Ordinary Heavenly Lords of the Sixteenth Era would probably all be killed by Fang Qingxue!

Of course, since there were six opponents, they were able to hold off Fang Qingxue by helping each other.

In this battle, the Epoch Gate side gained the upper hand.

But Fang Qingxue was not satisfied with this.

"I must get rid of them as soon as possible!" Fang Qingxue thought to herself. Although the Epoch Sect had stabilized its position thanks to the excellence of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord, it was still far from having the overall advantage.

She had to annihilate her enemies before helping others, dealing with them one by one, thus completely establishing the Epoch Sect's winning advantage!

With this in mind, Fang Qingxue's actions became even more decisive.

She felt that she should use all the supernatural powers at her disposal, without holding back a single one.

The sky filled with thunder and lightning possessed both destructive and purifying power.

The Heavenly Mother and the others sensed this and were filled with trepidation.

Even with the arrival of the Celestial King, there was no way to back down. Moreover, everyone understood that the outcome of this battle was crucial. If they lost, no matter how vast the universe was, there would be nowhere to hide.

"Let's fight her!" The six gritted their teeth, burning their essence and blood, their very being slowly igniting to increase their magical power, as they fought desperately against the Heavenly Lord of Lightning.

For the time being, Fang Qingxue was unable to subdue these six people.

He is, after all, a Heavenly Emperor of the 15th Era, and in a life-or-death situation, he is very difficult to deal with.

"The situation isn't looking good," the Dimensional Immortal King's puppet form observed the battlefield.

"Kill!" Yan roared, transforming into a yellow dragon, shaking his head and wagging his tail, revealing the supreme mystery of reincarnation.

The corpse of the Yellow Springs Emperor, now seventeen eras old, launched an equally indifferent attack. Though devoid of a soul, its offensive power was still extremely fierce.

Originally, the Nian Beast was supposed to hold them off, but because of the Lord of All Beasts, the Nian Beast left to join the Seven Kings in besieging and killing the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord. Naturally, the corpses of Yama and the Yellow Springs Emperor were taken over by the Dimensional Immortal King.

"Hmph." The Dimensional Immortal King's eyes were icy cold, and his fingers, like knives and swords, slashed through the void.

Even the mighty corpse of the Yellow Springs Emperor was wounded, suppressed by the Dimensional Immortal King.

Although Yan has received the infusion of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon and is now fifteen generations old, he is able to participate in the war, but the danger is even greater.

If it weren't for the main killing move, it would have been the corpse of the Yellow Spring Emperor that defended against it. If it were Yan, he would have been killed by the Dimensional Immortal King long ago!

"The Immortal King is truly powerful!" Yan couldn't help but marvel. This was just a puppet!

"Troublesome." The Dimensional Immortal King frowned. That little dragon was nothing, but this corpse was extremely strange. Its path of reincarnation was also incredibly powerful. If the Yellow Spring Emperor were alive, he would definitely have the potential to become an Immortal King.

Meanwhile, in the distance, after regaining his senses, the Old Man of the Heart Demon joined forces with Feng Baiyu, the reincarnation of Shakyamuni Buddha, to jointly attack the Boundless King Buddha and another Fifteenth Era Heavenly Lord.

The battle shifted from one against two to two against two, and naturally, Feng Baiyu and the Heart Demon Elder gradually gained control of the battlefield.

"Damn it! How could the Old Man of the Heart Demon appear!" The Boundless King Buddha of the World lost his Buddha-like demeanor and seemed like a demon.

That old demon once followed the Primordial Demon Lord, but later, due to differing ideologies, he was controlled by the Primordial Demon Lord. However, he also benefited from this misfortune by gaining the Primordial Demon Lord's power and growing to the level of fifteen eras.

Most importantly, the old man's magic, which is used to provoke people's hearts, is extremely evil.

Even the countless Buddhas of the world were finding it difficult to withstand.

The other one, however, has managed to maintain his style without any significant change.

"Die!" Feng Baiyu's hair fluttered as he unleashed all his trump cards to kill the Boundless King Buddha, vowing to eliminate this evil Buddha and avenge his past life and the Shakya clan!

"Cough cough." During the battle, the injuries of the Boundless Buddha and that Heavenly Lord became increasingly obvious.

On the contrary, the wounds they inflicted on Feng Baiyu vanished in a flash of fire.

Meanwhile, the Old Man of Inner Demons hid in the back, manipulating minds and interfering with the two strong individuals, while Feng Baiyu faced the direct attacks head-on without suffering any losses.

As time went on, it was almost certain that Feng Baiyu and his companion would win.

The two men were ashen-faced, but they were at their wits' end and had no other options. They could only hope that their allies would come to their aid.

But looking at the battle groups around him, the sense of foreboding in his heart grew stronger.

On the sidelines, Feng Yaoguang and the Human Emperor's Brush, even in a two-against-three situation, were quite dominant, leaving the Blood Lord and his two companions in a sorry state.

In particular, the Human Emperor's Brush, having obtained the power of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon, leaped to the level of sixteen eras later!

Not only that, the Linglong Immortal Venerable also severely injured the Lord of Yin and Yang and the Lord of Two Elements, leaving the two of them in a very miserable state.

Meanwhile, the Chaos Heavenly Lord and the Crimson Abyss Demon Lord are locked in a fierce battle with the Morality Heavenly Lord and a Heavenly Lord from the fifteenth era. The battle is so intense that it is impossible to determine the victor.

Long Xuan, fighting alone against the Eight Heavenly Lords and a master of the same level, was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

After all, Long Xuan's talent is not unprecedented. Her current level of cultivation is mainly due to the Primordial Ancestral Dragon.

On the side of the Holy King, who was about to be defeated, he was besieged by the Heavenly Consort Umo, the Treasure Heavenly Lord, and the Supreme Heavenly Lord, and his situation was not very optimistic.

That Treasure Heavenly Lord was already extremely powerful, and he also received the power of the Origin Immortal King. In the past, he was incredibly lucky and was chosen by the ancient king's lineage. Moreover, his physical body was indestructible, and he cultivated to the realm of "unity of heaven and earth"... This Heavenly Lord alone is almost on par with the End Saint King.

When Duobao Tianjun was in the heavens, he still held the title of the First Heavenly Lord. Although it was a hollow title, it was enough to show his power.

Furthermore, both the Heavenly Consort Wumo and the Supreme Heavenly Lord were from the fifteenth era. Even if they were slightly inferior, they were still extremely powerful.

With the assistance of these two, the Heavenly Lord Duobao had no worries and bravely took the lead. Treasures flew everywhere, and his fists and feet were sharp and invincible.

After a while, the Holy King was finally brought to his knees, his movements became restricted, and his injuries became much more serious.

But with that great axe, even if it kills the Holy King, it can still hold out and won't be defeated in a short time.

Even in this unfavorable situation, he pondered the laws and supernatural powers of Duobao Tianjun, Taishang Tianjun, and Tianfei Wumo, seeking inspiration to break through his current realm.

"The End of the Holy King, you overestimate yourself," said Duobao Tianjun mockingly.

Not to mention the Origin Immortal King he followed, he also had some inheritance from the Lord of Form and Void and the Lord of Jia and Yi. Even so, he still felt that he was far away from the Immortal King realm.

What merit or ability did the Holy King possess to not abandon his thoughts of becoming king even in a disadvantageous battle?!

"You are too foolish to end the Holy King," said Tianfei Wumo, shaking her head with regret in her eyes.

Originally, the End Saint King was like her, following the Ancestral Saint King and blindly obeying his every command. However, since the End Saint King's values ​​became problematic, the only option was to send him to his death.

"No need to waste words with him. Kill the End Saint King, and we'll divide all the spoils equally," the Supreme Heavenly Lord said indifferently. His detached and detached magic made even the End Saint King take notice and dare not easily provoke him.

"Intrigue, deceit, constant betrayal, slaughter of the people, and scourge of the world—is this what you consider good?"

The Holy King of the End sneered. If doing so meant being "not foolish," then he would rather be a little "foolish"!

If it weren't for having a bottom line, even if the Holy King were to be defeated, he wouldn't have allied with Shakyamuni Buddha to seek the status of an Immortal King.

However, having a philosophy is one thing, and having the actual strength to fight is another.

Ending the Holy King's fight against three opponents is clearly very difficult.

Fortunately, the world of Niwan Palace occasionally receives rays of light, which brings an end to the Holy King's predicament and makes things much better.

"The abilities of the Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord are beyond comprehension," the End Saint King sighed inwardly.

But if it's a strong opponent on our side, then it makes us feel at ease.

He glanced at Vermilion Bird Heavenly Lord's opponent, the End Saint King, and his eyelids twitched involuntarily.

If it were him, he would have to put in a lot of effort to keep one person occupied, let alone take on eight!

"Bang!!"

Cao Ya used all sorts of profound techniques, and the nine-colored radiance shone brightly, but he was defeated one after another by the eight powerful figures.

His mastery of the "unity of heaven and earth" in his physical body was almost cleaved in two by the Ancestral Saint King with an axe.

The characters "武" (martial arts) and "劫" (calamity) glowed, and after much effort, they were blocked by the Ancient Immortal King.

His "spatial collapse" and "time acceleration" cannot compare to the meaning of antiquity.

He had to activate other laws to break free, only to be met with the ultimate techniques of the Immortal King Haoqi and the Immortal King Wushi.

"Ugh." Cao Ya coughed up blood. Even the strongest body was crumbling, making him look extremely miserable.