Then, as if in slow motion, tiny fissures began to creep across the ice surface.

A massive, jagged cross materialized abruptly on the distant ice, and within just a breath, the seemingly intact ice surrounding it collapsed as if struck by an unimaginable, colossal impact.

Vast quantities of blood surged from the seabed, bringing large, severed pieces of corpses to the surface, instantly dyeing the entire sea crimson.

In the sky, apart from the four-clawed Roc that had the foresight—or perhaps never even approached closely, remaining far behind—the other two Flying Saint Beast Kings had already been ripped in half by the world-shaking might of that initial sweep. On the ice, under the peculiar control of the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man, the irregular cross sliced through the bodies of most Saint Beast Kings, inflicting catastrophic casualties. Below the icy sea, the stealthy Saint Beast Kings were even more unfortunate. They had absolutely no idea what had transpired on the surface.

Though they sensed the enormous shift in the world's energy, they were already too close to the source of the change; no matter how miraculous the transformation, they could never have guessed it involved humans.

Thus, the unaware Saint Beast Kings that didn't attempt to flee suffered the most brutal demise, nearly half of their numbers wiped out by that single pull and sweep.

After a brief, sharp pause, several colossal figures fled towards the horizon as if their lives depended on it, like cornered dogs. Their only thought was to get as far away as possible; where they ended up was no longer a consideration.

They unleashed the most potent force of their entire existence in that moment, for behind them was a terrifyingly ruthless human who could instantly gather the power of heaven and earth and unleash its divine might. With a mere wave of his hand, the swarm of Saint Beast Kings was instantly annihilated.

Whether flying in the air, running on the ice, or swimming in the sea, the thirty-six Saint Beast Kings were instantly halved; a full eighteen perished on the spot forever.

As for the remaining eighteen, they dared not linger for another second, fleeing at top speed and never daring to approach this place again in their lifetimes.

The sea surface was a scene of devastation. The grievously wounded Saint Beast Kings that hadn't quite died yet let out their final, mournful cries—the entire spectacle was chilling to behold.

He YiMing deeply inhaled the unique, frigid air of the North Sea, allowing it to swirl within his chest, and he stared in astonishment at the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man, an infinity of questions churning in his mind.

Others might not know, but he had witnessed the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man unleash the world's might multiple times, and he himself had grasped this ability; therefore, he clearly understood that the world's might released this time was at least more than twice as powerful as before.

Under normal circumstances, only by absorbing the vast majority of the world's energy within a hundred-mile radius could one unleash a single strike of this divine power.

Yet this time, when the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man unleashed the world's might, it wasn't a single strike, but two consecutive attacks.

The resulting power from the sweep and the pull was definitely a synergy where one plus one was greater than two.

In a typical environment, even utilizing the world's might, and even with the special circumstance of the Saint Beast Kings being clustered together, at most, only a handful of them could be slain. But this time, a full eighteen were killed in one go—the disparity was glaringly obvious.

Not only that, but what filled He YiMing with both shock and joy was that after the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man absorbed the world's energy this time, the surrounding energy wasn't even depleted, let alone the entirety of the hundred-mile radius.

Compared to the inexhaustible flow of world energy pouring from that mysterious location, the energy the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man gathered was merely a drop in the ocean.

In that moment, He YiMing finally understood completely why the Divine Dao era could not produce true Divine Dao practitioners in the current human age.

It turned out that compared to the Divine Dao era, the concentration of world energy now was pitifully low beyond description.

He YiMing believed that in the Divine Dao era, every clash among those of the Divine Dao would involve an inconceivable amount of absorbed and released world might. Only then could they create miracle after miracle, justifying the awe that "all beneath the Divine Dao are mere ants."

Indeed, facing a Divine Dao master capable of repeatedly unleashing that level of world might, even if all the life in the entire North Sea were lined up for slaughter, it wouldn't be enough to satisfy them.

Such was the sheer power of the Divine Dao.

As long as there was abundant world energy to fuel it, all beneath the Divine Dao were truly ants.

The thought of the current concentration of world energy in the mortal realm made He YiMing sigh with emotion.

After absorbing the energy of a hundred-mile radius, the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man could only release the world's might at half its potential, and after one deployment, he was immediately unable to sustain it further.

With world energy so scarce, if a true Divine Dao expert could still emerge, that would be the real impossibility.

"Good…" Di ShiTian let out a hearty laugh, a thread of hidden excitement woven into its sound.

He YiMing was, after all, descended from the Northwest Heavenly Pool lineage, and having such a powerful puppet appear in the Pool was undoubtedly a joyous occasion. Whether others were happy was irrelevant to him.

This single exclamation of praise finally snapped everyone out of their stupor. Looking at the devastated ice surface, the gazes of the onlookers were complex.

The might of the Divine Dao—this was unequivocally the might of the Divine Dao. Even though divine power was condensed within their own bodies, they could not manifest such devastating force. Thus, in an instant, they understood: only true Divine Dao could release such power.

At once, a fervor ignited in everyone's hearts.

They simultaneously looked toward a single direction, which remained peaceful, except for the massive, inexhaustible torrent of world energy surging forth from it. No other change was apparent. However, having witnessed true world-shaking power, their gazes toward this point now held an intensified longing.

The Divine Dao, that legendary realm, became increasingly captivating.

In mid-air, He YiMing lightly patted the shoulder of the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man and transmitted a mental command from his mind.

The next moment, he and the Condensing Blood Man descended onto the ravaged sea surface to begin collecting the corpses of the slain Saint Beast Kings. If they encountered any Saint Beast Kings that hadn't fully died, He YiMing would easily deliver a finishing blow; under the impact of the massive Five Elements True Qi, these dying beasts invariably ended their painful existence and were collected like trash into the Five Elements World.

The crowd of powerhouses watched silently from a distance, none daring to approach, as they wished to avoid any misunderstanding.

Eighteen Saint Beast King corpses represented eighteen Saint Beast King Inner Cores—a temptation that no one could refuse. But after witnessing the power unleashed by the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man, even the most rebellious individuals dared not show the slightest dissatisfaction.

The gulf in strength and capability was made crystal clear in that moment, elevating He YiMing's standing in everyone's minds to an unparalleled height once more.

Half an hour later, He YiMing and the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man had thoroughly cleaned the area. Apart from the reddish seawater and shattered ice floes, no trace of a Saint Beast King body remained.

Inside the Five Elements World of the Five Elements Ring, however, piles of materials that would make countless people drool were stacked high. Although some of these materials were damaged, even the fractured remnants were considered peerless natural treasures.

Having finished tidying everything up, He YiMing flickered and returned to the side of the White Horse Thunder Spirit. The Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man automatically ascended into the air. Then, under the gaze of everyone, his body rippled, and he vanished abruptly.

Bing XiaoTian and the others grew even more wary. This method of concealment was astonishing, perhaps some special technique belonging to the Divine Dao. Only He YiMing knew this was the doing of Bai Lingba, but even he didn't understand precisely how Bai Lingba achieved it.

Yuan LiXun's face, already somewhat pale, now completely drained of color. The Condensing Blood Man's earth-shattering strike had deeply shaken even Bing XiaoTian and the others, let alone Yuan LiXun. Fortunately, her cultivation was far superior to what it once was, or she might not have been able to sit so steadily on her mount this time.

He gently patted Yuan LiXun's small hand, comforting her softly, "It's alright, it's over."

Yuan LiXun nodded, a faint smile touching her lips. Hidden within her eyes, there seemed to flicker a strange and resolute light.

He YiMing paused slightly. He was not unfamiliar with this light; in his memory, when Yuan LiXun had made the decision to venture to the Northern Border Ice Palace in the past, her eyes had shone with the same brilliance. In this moment, she possessed a different kind of aura, one that increasingly captured his attention.

"Brother He, you displayed great might this time, driving away all the North Sea Saint Beast Kings. After suffering such a heavy loss, they likely won't dare to return," Bing XiaoTian chuckled heartily.

He YiMing composed his thoughts, turned his head, and smiled faintly, "Brother Bing, the Saint Beast Kings in the North Sea are still quite numerous."

Bing XiaoTian shook his head slightly, his expression serious. "Their numbers are indeed large, but they are smarter. Once they understand our strength, no fool will dare to come here to die again."

He YiMing recalled the process of fighting these Saint Beast Kings and immediately agreed with the other man's assessment. The intelligence these beasts possessed was no less than that of humans, and they were far more fearful of death. After experiencing the power of the Divine Dao Condensing Blood Man, no 'first bird' would dare to poke its head out again.

He opened his mouth, about to speak, when his expression suddenly shifted.

Not just him, but everyone's gaze snapped back to that central point.

The stable output of world energy suddenly turned violent…

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