The noise directly alarmed the entire Heavenly Palace. Countless figures flew out from countless forbidden areas and blessed places in an instant.

"what happened?"

With doubts, everyone looked at the blood curtain in the sky with puzzlement, and their hearts were extremely shocked.

Just now, they all felt this terrifying power fluctuation during their practice and wanted to come out to see what was happening.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but it will be shocking once you do.

"Hiss... Is this the beginning of a chaos?"

Everyone was puzzled, and more and more holy places rushed to the battlefield to see what was happening.

At this moment, on the battlefield, everyone present was injured to varying degrees because of the impact just now.

In the Butian Sect’s camp, Meng Tianzheng’s face was pale, his blood was insufficient, and he sat weakly on a stone.

Qi Wuhui stood by and cursed, pointing at the leader of the Underworld who was also seriously injured in front of him.

"You are only fit to lick my feet, you bitch. Come and fight me if you dare. It's nothing to bully the minority with your numbers."

As he was cursing, a familiar voice came from a distance.

"Don't be angry, Brother Qi. I am here to help you."

Hearing the voice approaching, Qi Wuhui looked back and found that it was actually the Tiantong Taoist from the Tianchi Holy Land and Jiang Jiezhi from the Yaochi Holy Land.

They all heard the noise and rushed over with their disciples and elders.

Seeing them all rushing over, Qi Wuhui was a little surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

Jiang Jiezhi said, "We heard some noise here and rushed here without stopping."

"Friend Qi, what's going on? What happened?"

Obviously, they had no idea what was going on here and were completely confused.

Qi Wuhui didn't have time to explain, and cursed: "I'll explain to you later, come on, beat these sons of bitches to death."

The already chaotic scene became even more chaotic after hearing his shout.

Those who had just arrived at the scene followed the main force before they even figured out what was happening, and they didn't know who to attack.

In a daze, the Taoist from Tiantong grabbed Qi Wuhui's shoulder and asked, "Who are you going to hit? Who are you going to hit?"

Qi Wuhui was busy healing Meng Tianzheng's wounds. He turned around and cursed, "Beat them all, beat them all..."

This answer is even more confusing.

"What, fight them all? Holy shit, it's so hot."

When Tiantong Taoist and Jiang Jie heard this, they were immediately confused, but it was too chaotic at the time and they had no time to say anything.

He called his disciples and went up to beat anyone he saw.

"Disciples, come on."

The disciples were a little confused and asked quickly: "Master, who are you going to hit?"

"Beat them all. Beat them all. Don't worry about anything else. Beat anyone you see."

"Hit anyone you see?"

This word spread like wildfire, and in the already chaotic battlefield, the great elders of other holy places who had just arrived were also a little confused when they heard this sentence.

"Great Elder, this is chaos, everything is a mess, what should we do?"

A young disciple asked in confusion, looking at the chaotic battlefield below, feeling a little overwhelmed.

The great elder was also a bit fierce. Seeing so many holy places joining the battle without knowing why, he also hardened his heart.

He said angrily, "Don't worry about anything, just beat me."

"Who are you going to hit?"

"Hit anyone you see."

The sudden change in style made the underworld creatures a little confused.

What's wrong with them?

Why are the same people fighting each other?

"Commander, this, this, this... the atmosphere is not right."

A creature from the Nether Clan said in confusion.

The commander was also confused, but the current situation seemed to be quite favorable for them.

But unfortunately, after a few minutes of confusion, someone finally stood up and explained the whole story.

The result was that everyone united against the outside world, changed their target, and began to besiege the army of the Underworld.

"Mad, come on, beat these sons of bitches to death."

"Aim carefully and shoot."

Angry roars resounded throughout the battlefield, and the atmosphere became increasingly intense.

Above the Nine Heavens, Ye Qiu and the Lord of the Underworld watched all this silently.

Although many people have joined the battle, the situation is still very unstable.

This battle may end in a lose-lose situation, which is unacceptable to both the Underworld and the Great Wilderness.

The main reason was that too many talented disciples had died, which was tantamount to cutting off one's own retreat.

However, the two of them were currently unable to defeat each other in a short period of time, and were in a stalemate again.

Ye Qiu thought about it in his mind. If he risked losing his energy and blood and exhausting his strength at this moment, would it be worthwhile to use a sword to exchange for the life of the Lord of the Underworld?

He also has a trump card in his hand, which is a super-immortal skill that can cut through the world with one sword.

This is the most powerful sword technique in his hand. Its power is so enormous that only the ninth sword of the Grass Sword can compare to it.

Unfortunately, Ye Qiu has not yet comprehended the ninth sword, and with One Sword Across the Worlds, he has only comprehended the basics.

If used rashly, there may be consequences.

So he was very conflicted.

If he couldn't defeat the opponent with one sword, he would face a miserable defeat.

This is risky.

At this time, the Lord of the Underworld had the same idea. He looked at Ye Qiu coldly, trying to see through his thoughts.

But the result was that neither of them was sure and could only remain in a stalemate.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but as he watched his own army of the Underworld die tragically in front of him, the Lord of the Underworld was extremely angry.

This can't go on any longer.

He stood up again, staring at Ye Qiu coldly, and asked, "Still fighting?"

Ye Qiu smiled and said, "I don't think this is necessary. You and I both know that if we continue to fight like this, the final result will only be a loss for both sides."

"Obviously, neither you nor I want to see this outcome."

The Lord of the Underworld smiled. He admired Ye Qiu's intelligence, and his answer was exactly what he wanted.

"I think it's better to do this. The battle between you and me will take at least three to five years to decide the winner."

"And the impact of their fight may also hurt innocent people, so why not... let these young people have a fight."

"You send out ten people, and I send out ten people. We will use the altar as a stage and compete. How do you think?"

Hearing this, Ye Qiu frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Okay, what are the conditions?"

The Lord of the Underworld thought about it seriously and considered the situation. He knew very well that even if he won, he would not dare to do anything too extreme.

Because, it was originally a battle between two evenly matched people.

The only result is that both sides retreat and do not invade each other.

"If we win, you will leave the Heavenly Palace and not invade again."

"If you win, my Underworld Clan will withdraw and return to the restricted area, and we will not be allowed to leave for a hundred years. How do you think?"

Ye Qiu frowned, wondering if there were any secrets in this heavenly palace?

The other party specifically emphasized the Heavenly Palace in his words. Obviously, there was something in it that he was particularly concerned about.

After thinking it over for a while, Ye Qiu looked at the young people below, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay...it's settled."

The two men reached a consensus, turned around at the same time, looked down, and stretched out both hands at the same time to separate the two groups of people.