The Netherworld Law of Thunder Movement was of an extremely high tier; by this metric alone, it ranked among the absolute apex across the three realms of existence. Though the War Giants were a formidable race, they stood several clear tiers below Lei Dong in this regard.

What’s more, when Lei Dong exerted his full power, he could already contend with quasi-saint level experts. Countless strands of Netherworld Ghost Qi snaked out like ropes, binding the War Giant’s four limbs completely. With a single, violent tug, the giant was actually torn into several pieces. Amidst its roaring bellows of agony, the giant’s nascent spirit burst forth from its destroyed body, desperately trying to flee. But the surrounding thousands of li were already saturated with pure, dense Netherworld Ghost Qi. Before the giant’s spirit could get far, it was ensnared and bundled by myriad shadowy tendrils, then spirited away into the Nether King Banner.

The powerhouses who sensed the battle were all struck with stark terror, their hearts nearly shattering. That had been a pure-blooded War Giant, even if only initial-stage, its raw strength surpassing even that of a high-tier demon. Yet, it was dispatched so easily in just a few moves. This formidable enemy must be, at minimum, a peak Emperor-level powerhouse? Who exactly was that individual? Human? Or perhaps of the Celestial Clan? At this moment, Lei Dong was using his true form, his physical body having swelled to a height of seven or eight zhang, bearing little distinction from the Celestial Clan.

After eradicating one foe, Lei Dong showed no mercy. The Emperor-Demon Seed on his forehead slowly surfaced, signaling his transition into the state of Dominating the Universe. With a fierce shout, power as if from an endless abyss surged from within his body. Within thousands of li, the Netherworld Ghost Qi began to swirl violently, manifesting as countless shadowy tendrils, like dark vines. Caught within these vines, numerous Void Refining stage experts found themselves unable to evade in time. Their bodies were entangled, their movements restricted. Seizing the opportunity, Lei Dong’s forces—the (Hidden Dragon) and Fierce Ghost armies—slashed in, striking down enemies and earning merit. In the span of about ten breaths, several hundred Void Refining generals were slaughtered.

“How terrifying, such an overwhelmingly powerful enemy.” Many King-level experts at the Integration stage were already contemplating retreat. Who dared approach Lei Dong with arrogance now? Only the Three Great Emperors, communicating through fluctuating divine senses, attempted to pivot their focus and aim squarely at the aggressively dominating Lei Dong. However, before they could even enter the heart of the fray, Tai Ming powerfully interposed himself before them, laughing heartily: “You three will be dealing with me.” “Hmph, facing three opponents alone, do you think you can hold?” Emperor Hu, Bai Li, sneered repeatedly, though inwardly he felt immense envy for the quasi-saint. “Bai Li, have you forgotten that this Emperor and Tai Ming are inseparable?” Empress Die materialized gracefully in the air behind Tai Ming, speaking with captivating allure: “We are old rivals, after all. This Empress is eager to see how much progress you have made?” It was hardly surprising Empress Die spoke this way; following Lei Dong for the last few millennia had been an era of absolute, skyrocketing progress for her. Not only had she acquired precious Chaos Crystals, but she had also been gifted significant amounts of Origin Essence. Constantly cultivating in blessed Grotto-Heavens, she was steadily advancing toward the legendary rank of quasi-saint. “Then come and test me,” Emperor Tian Que Sword, Zhong Li Qing, stepped forward. His entire form resembled a drawn blade, specializing in Sword Control Arts, having already achieved the state of man and sword as one. His primary combat spirit treasure was the Tian Que Immortal Sword, ranked among the top ten, and the guardian treasure of the Celestial Realm’s Tian Que Palace. That Tian Que Immortal Sword was perpetually nurtured within Emperor Tian Que Sword’s body. With an imposing aura, he executed a sweeping aerial strike, sending a sky-blotting beam of sword light roaring toward the clouds, slicing with sharp whistles straight toward Tai Ming. Wherever it passed, even the Netherworld Domain established by Lei Dong was cleaved apart. The sheer destructive power suggested that even a world, or an entire continent, could be sundered by this single sword strike.

The Ten Great Peaks were worthy of their designation. Though Tai Ming was quasi-saint level, he could not act with absolute impunity even against peak Integration experts. He immediately roared, his colossal body swelling by several hundred zhang more. His giant form now hovered in the air like a majestic mountain range. The muscles across his frame were as solid as chaotic essence-iron, and a faint haze of ghost energy enveloped him. The Nether Giants were named such precisely because of their inherent Netherworld attribute. Within the Netherworld Domain manifested by Lei Dong, Tai Ming’s strength gained an additional layer of enhancement. This seemingly minor boost was invaluable to a quasi-saint; reaching further when already at such heights was a monumental achievement. Raising an arm to block, his giant limb, brimming with ghost energy, managed to intercept the sword light from Emperor Tian Que Sword. It only inflicted a wound on his arm that was significant, yet not devastating. The Three Emperors all paused, realizing that Tai Ming’s strength had vastly improved since their last encounter. Theoretically, as a quasi-saint, Tai Ming should be able to handle three opponents simultaneously. Yet, because Tai Ming was notoriously poor and lacked top-tier Chaos Supreme Treasures, his power had previously been somewhat diminished. But now, having absorbed vast quantities of pure Netherworld Ghost Qi, coupled with his own advancement, his might was formidable enough that he might genuinely be capable of handling all three alone.

“Roar!” Emperor Hu, Bai Li, let out a fierce bellow, transforming into a massive white tiger several hundred zhang in size. Most peculiar was the addition of a layer of savage, white armor covering its feline form—the Chaos White Tiger Armor. This was a defensive Chaos Supreme Treasure, not ranking in the top ten, but certainly within the top fifteen. Even the Tian Que Immortal Sword would find it no easy task to cut through it. Assuming the form of the giant white tiger, Bai Li threw back its head and roared, shaking heaven and earth. It lunged forward, engaging Tai Ming in brutal close-quarters combat. Emperor Destruction Demon, Aideluo, also unleashed his cherished Chaos Supreme Treasure, the Destruction Demon Blade. His figure ballooned to several hundred zhang as he closed in, wielding the blade in melee. Wherever the Destruction Demon Blade passed, space itself violently exploded into clouds of pure demon Qi, further augmenting the blade’s lethal power. The fame of the Destruction Demon Blade was in no way inferior to that of the Tian Que Immortal Sword; both were celebrated as seventh among the Ten Great Chaos Supreme Treasures. Their destructive potential was naturally extraordinary. The Three Emperors, each deploying their ultimate techniques for the day, engaged Tai Ming in a furious, tangled battle. Tai Ming’s main disadvantage was his lack of treasures capable of countering their Chaos Supreme Treasures. In repeated engagements with them, even with Empress Die lending support, he had consistently suffered slight setbacks. But today, with Empress Die constantly healing his giant form, he not only managed to withstand the Three Emperors but even held a slight upper hand against them.

Of course, for Tai Ming to actually eliminate the Three Emperors remained nearly impossible. After all, the Three Emperors of the Ten Great Peaks were not ordinary beings; each had lived for tens of millions of years, evolving into cunning veterans who would not be wiped out so easily. However, the mission for Tai Ming and Empress Die was merely to contain the Three Emperors. Without them, and with Lei Dong—a powerhouse not inferior to Tai Ming—serving as the primary striking force, the overall outcome of the battle was indirectly secured. Fairy Canglan and Queen of Suffering also plunged into the fighting. Fairy Canglan, being naturally compassionate, avoided engaging powerhouses aligned with her own faction. Instead, she targeted a high-tier Demon of the late Integration stage, commencing an intensely fierce struggle. The Queen of Suffering, however, had far fewer scruples. She particularly reveled in bullying the weak. Her Whip of Suffering danced across the battlefield, targeting weaker opponents at the early and mid Integration stages, regardless of their race, lashing them mercilessly while cackling wildly. Although she was now Lei Dong’s female slave and entirely obedient to him, her inherent sadistic tendencies remained unchanged. In the time it took to burn a single stick of incense, she had strangled one early Integration expert to death and brutally dismembered another at the mid-stage. Her own power had now surged to the late Integration stage, nearing the peak. While she did not match the level of the Ten Great Peak experts, she was only a hair’s breadth away. Furthermore, with Lei Dong’s Netherworld Domain fully active, all enemies within its radius suffered interference, such as the intermittent Netherworld vines that coiled around them like water weeds. These things were terribly tenacious and required strenuous effort to break free from. But in contests between masters, a sliver of difference could decide victory or death.

The remaining experts under Lei Dong’s command were also spurred on by high morale, charging into battle against the enemy. Each displayed considerable fighting prowess. The most terrifying force, naturally, was Lei Dong himself. Operating at full capacity, he not only brought domain benefits to his subordinates but also significantly bolstered the strength of the Ghost Race and Netherworld-aligned experts, creating substantial obstacles for the enemy. This was not all; his personal combat capability already surpassed that of the Three Emperors. He tore through the enemy ranks like a bloodthirsty, brutal executioner. Any enemy he targeted usually could not last more than a few rounds before their bodies were violently exploded.

Many among the enemy ranks began to consider retreat, fighting defensively while attempting to escape through spatial rifts. But Lei Dong had deliberately chosen this small space for his hunting operation precisely because of its sealed nature. The sole escape fissure, given his cautious and meticulous nature, could not possibly have been overlooked? Early on, Lei Dong had tasked Fairy Canglan, who excelled at formations, with setting up a defensive array before the spatial rift. Once the fighting commenced, the array would activate, blocking any escape. While Canglan’s formation certainly could not withstand the frenzied bombardment of a large group of masters, it was perfectly capable of holding them off temporarily. Two experts attempting to flee were stopped short by the formation, their faces turning ashen. Lei Dong, meanwhile, appeared behind them like a phantom, chuckling cruelly, “Trying to leave? It’s too late.” Lei Dong’s ruthless and brutal methods had already shattered the morale of the allied experts. A Demon King and an Immortal began to plead, promising surrender and allegiance. “Hmph, mere cowards. What use are you to me?” Lei Dong smiled savagely, launching two points of his Finger of Immortal Slaughter: “Go and die.” The Demon and the Immortal, filled with sheer terror, roared and spun around to fight Lei Dong to the death. But after only managing six or seven exchanges, their heads were exploded, killing them instantly. In just half an hour, the fierce engagement was already drawing to a close. Of the forty-odd Integration experts on the enemy side, Lei Dong had personally slain nine.

……(To be continued)RQ