Lucifer Jinshi, or Gan Wushuang! Both of them had reached the Ultimate Awakening, and with the stimulation of the Undead Crest, their strength had increased tremendously. Otherwise, even with the Ultimate Awakening, facing Duan Fengbu'er and the others would have only taken a few strikes to defeat them, yet they managed to hold on.

Chek Fulit held back his full strength because he intended to make Alex lower his guard, positioning himself to suddenly strike and kill Lucifer Jinshi, as well as to launch a surprise attack on Alex. Otherwise, even with the aid of the Undead Crest, Lucifer Jinshi would never have dared to be so arrogant in front of Chek Fulit.

The fallen angel warrior, a half-demon hybrid, was powerful enough to slay the Great Demon King himself in those days!

True Demon! The True Demon of the Supreme Sword Dao! It wasn't just the Great Demon King who comprehended the True Demon; Chek Fulit had also grasped it after that battle and was now striving for the ultimate peak of the Supreme True Demon Sword Dao!

If he truly reached that stage, Chek Fulit was confident he could contend one-on-one with Gan Jin without being at a disadvantage.

How could such a formidable expert be something that Lucifer Jinshi could contend with?

Besides Gan Jin, the person Alex feared most was Chek Fulit; this man always gave off a peculiar feeling that wherever he went, death would follow.

Now! Alex had absorbed everything from the four powerful figures, and his strength had suddenly ballooned, restoring him directly to his peak level from years past.

Bloodline warriors were theoretically beings akin to demigods, top-tier powerhouses even in the Primordial Era. Now that everything from the four strong figures belonged to Alex, this former peak expert of the Primordial Era had returned to that pinnacle once more.

"Hahahaha... Gan Jin! You never expected this, did you!" Alex's strength instantly recovered, his face splitting into a triumphant grin: "You never thought I still had this crucial trump card! Do you know how powerful I am now?"

Powerful! With every move Alex made, the entire Barren Desolate Sand Sea seemed to perfectly merge with him; every grain of sand appeared to rise and fall with his breath.

Gan Jin looked at Alex and finally began to understand why Enlak had spoken of his chance to grasp the so-called opportunity to become a god—this Undead Emperor truly possessed the mightiest hidden card.

"Gan Jin, I won't give you any chance to turn the tide. Although using the Emperor's Soul Domain every time will cause my strength to drastically plummet afterward, pushing me closer to death! I’ve decided not to give you any opportunity to recover! Emperor's Soul Domain! Full power unleashed!"

Buzz! The entire Barren Desolate Sand Sea seemed to shudder as Alex's Emperor's Soul Domain abruptly spread open. Duan Fengbu'er and the others immediately felt their strength rapidly decline, as if a power of judgment was lurking in the world, questioning and suppressing their might.

The Emperor's Soul Domain! This was the true Emperor's Soul Domain! Its greatest characteristic was that within it, the domain controller reigned like an emperor, deciding what percentage of strength anyone else could exert. Everyone who encountered the Emperor would tremble and fear, unable to unleash their full power.

And the Emperor could use the fear of others to enhance their own strength. With one side gaining and the other losing, a situation where both parties were initially equal in power would become distinctly unequal.

"Feel your strength vanishing, haven't you?" Alex glared menacingly at Gan Jin: "Now hand over the Battle Realm where Black and the others are! Let me kill them, and perhaps I'll let you live as an undead, sparing you the trouble of interfering with my Queen becoming undead."

Gan Jin calmly looked at Alex: "Any verbal threat applies no pressure on me; my combat power won't diminish because of your words. There are too many irreconcilable issues between us. Uncle is my master; I promised him I would finish you. Your Queen was originally my woman—obviously, you want me to hand over my woman to you? How is that possible?"

"She is your woman?" A flicker of annoyance crossed Alex's six eyes. If he had known earlier, he would have made the Queen feign affection, get close to Gan Jin, and then suddenly strike him dead! There would have been no need for him to waste these four generals, who still had potential for growth, and delay his ascension to godhood.

"Since that is the case..." Alex stepped toward Gan Jin, the yellow sand beneath his feet trembling slightly with every stride. That tremor wasn't caused by Dou Qi, but by the unique might of the Emperor's Soul Domain; all things in the world feared him.

Return to Death! At this moment, Alex's entire being was boiling with the aura of Return to Death!

Return to Death was no longer just Alex's fighting technique; it was Alex demonstrating his understanding of death. He seemed truly on the verge of advancing to become the God who governed death: the Death God!

"There are many ways to increase power. Devouring is a decent method, but not the best," Gan Jin said unhurriedly as Alex approached: "If one can control everything, why bother devouring? If everything is yours, there is simply no need to devour!"

Gan Jin's Dou Soul began to twist and deform; the massive, invincible Dou Soul transformed into a suit of armor! It attached itself to his body, merging perfectly with it! Grains of sand rose from the ground, orbiting his body and emitting faint traces of starlight power.

Alex’s six eyes twitched simultaneously. A genius in any field, he instantly recognized that the scattered particles surrounding Gan Jin formed the colossal stellar map among the stars!

Indeed! These grains of sand were not the original sand; they truly contained the might of the stars, and Gan Jin didn't need to devour them now—he genuinely commanded the power of the heavens and earth.

"Even stars have a day of death! Let my Return to Death send you to die!"

Alex roared furiously and charged toward Gan Jin, launching his Return to Death colossal fist, imbued with the ultimate power of annihilation, directly smashing down upon Gan Jin.

Clang! An indescribably beautiful metallic resonance rang through heaven and earth, as if originating from the Primordial Era, yet perhaps from the stars—a sword never seen before! At this moment, it sliced through the barriers of time and space, erupting suddenly from Gan Jin's side!

Chek Fulit’s sword! It struck at Alex before Gan Jin could!

Just as Chek Fulit attacked, Gan Jin’s Chaos also moved! The seed of the Chaos Dou Technique, long planted within Gan Jin, did not, as in the previous Demon Race War, result in merely tossing out a seed of Chaos to develop freely.

Now, Gan Jin could first plant the seed within his body, making himself the starry heaven and earth, allowing this power, which should have been released immediately, to first gestate and grow mighty within him before being unleashed!

In an instant, the Chaos seed within Gan Jin grew from one to two, two to three, and three to all things! The power of myriad things surpassed many times over what the freely developing Chaos seed achieved in the Demon Race War, before it violently burst forth from Gan Jin's fist.

"This is?"

Alex felt incredibly sharp sword energy rapidly slicing through his Return to Death Dou Technique. Gan Jin's Chaos power suppressed the surging Return to Death airflow. The power of all things sprouting and all things perishing evolved ceaselessly within the Chaos. Return to Death abruptly became just one part of it, and a significant portion of its power was completely seized by Gan Jin.

Two supreme experts attacking one person simultaneously—Alex could only curse them as utterly despicable, shameless, and vile! Experts who could each fight him one-on-one were shamelessly joining forces!

Chaos suppressed, the long sword invincible!

Alex wanted to evade, but discovered that the combined assault left no room for anyone to dodge. Even if a true god had appeared here, they would have marveled at the perfection of this strike!

Crack! Alex hastily met the attack with a raised fist, while his feet shuffled backward repeatedly, yet he could never escape the powerful pincer attack. The bones in the fist that collided with Gan Jin instantly cracked, and the next moment, his entire arm exploded again! His other arm also failed to escape and was severed by Chek Fulit's blade.

Arm shattered, arm broken! Gan Jin did not stop his advance. He strode forward, his hand wielding Chaos locking onto Alex, determined to utterly kill this Undead Emperor in one go.

Wuming nervously clenched his fists watching the battle, completely unaware of the surging yellow sand not far from his body. A massive power suddenly erupted from the ground, its speed so quick that no one could react in time!

The Dou Soul of the Elf King burst through the sand—the gray Dou Soul of the Elf King! The tyrannical airflow instantly threatened to blow Wuming away completely—Gan Zhanxuan!

Gan Zhanxuan, who had entered the Barren Desolate Sand Sea! His body radiated the aura of the undead as he suddenly burst from the ground, his large hand grabbing Hai Qing'er away from Fen Tu Kuangge.

Gan Zhanxuan, who had entered the Barren Desolate Sand Sea! The legendary arrogant and tyrannical Gan Zhanxuan had actually become an undead!

"Hahahaha... Well done! My slave! Gan Jin! If you kill me! Your woman will also die!" Alex shouted excitedly, his body standing perfectly still, staring maniacally and ecstatically at the incoming punch from Gan Jin.

Confidence! Alex's eyes were filled with assurance! With Gan Jin's woman in the hands of his subordinate, Gan Jin would be forced to retract his power and allow himself to be slaughtered! Yes... the power of the hostage...

Boom!

Gan Jin's fist instantly magnified in Alex's pupils. That massive fist did not slow down in the slightest because Gan Zhanxuan had seized Hai Qing'er!

Stop? Gan Jin saw no reason to stop. Should he allow himself to be manipulated? Should he surrender the weapon, the Sword of the Dead Star, if asked? Should he kneel if told? That would be the action of a brainless fool!

Abandoning all combat ability would not only fail to save Hai Qing'er, but it would also lead to his own death, and not just his—all his friends might perish here too.

Stop? What a joke! Gan Jin found no reason to halt! Since surrendering his weapon would not bring peace, and yielding to be slaughtered meant death for everyone, then... Undead Emperor, you die first!

Alex never imagined that Gan Jin's punch would not stop in the least, without even a shred of hesitation or distraction. He delivered the punch directly, blowing apart Alex's head. Golden-yellow blood sprayed wildly from the neck.

Alex's body staggered backward repeatedly. His shoulders were corroded by the power of Chaos, and then those shoulders exploded. A sharp scream of pain and rage roared out from his lower abdomen: "Gan Jin! You dare! You actually dare to kill me! Even if I die! I'll drag your woman down with me! Gan Zhanxuan! Kill her for me!"

Gan Zhanxuan, who had kept his eyes closed since his appearance, suddenly opened them. They were eyes filled with blood-red light, a mixture of tyranny and savagery that caused infinite chill just from a glance.

Ultimate Awakening! Driven by the power of the undead, Gan Zhanxuan had truly achieved the Ultimate Awakening. Alex was a genius among geniuses in inscription; Gan Zhanxuan was a genius among geniuses in combat. The combined efforts of the two geniuses had forced him past that boundary to a new level of power, one even stronger than the Ultimate Awakening.

Gan Zhanxuan held Hai Qing'er by the throat, his entire body trembling slightly. His five fingers slowly tightened millimeter by millimeter.

Alex’s body had been utterly destroyed by Chaos by this point, leaving only his two legs. His voice urgently transmitted from his feet: "Gan Zhanxuan, you are my slave! Obey my command now, and strangle Gan Jin's woman..."

"No!"

Gan Zhanxuan’s trembling body suddenly roared out a shout full of unwillingness and defiance. The tyrannical, blood-red eyes radiated an even denser, commanding aura, laced with an unspeakable sense of pride and honor: "I am Gan Zhanxuan, the patriarch of the Elf King Bloodline Warriors! The strongest and greatest warrior of this generation! I willingly became undead to gain stronger power! But not to become your slave!"

"Even if my body becomes undead, my pride, my honor! Will not allow me to become your slave! Your command has no effect on me! I only seek to defeat Gan Jin and uphold the legitimate status of the Gan Family's Elf King Bloodline! Damn undead! Die for me!"

Gan Zhanxuan suddenly released his grip on Hai Qing'er and raised his hand, striking Alex’s two legs with a punch.

Tyrant's Fist reappeared!

Gan Zhanxuan, who should have been completely controlled by the Undead Emperor Alex, was unable to yield his pride to the Undead Crest deeply implanted in his brain. Powerful commands only brought destruction.

A tyrannical aura swept across the entire desert. The Barren Desolate Sand Sea trembled under the might of Gan Zhanxuan's Tyrant's Fist. Alex's body was completely annihilated into nothingness, not even a speck of flesh remaining.

No one could have predicted that Alex would perish this way. The once invincible overlord, even after recovering all his strength, was still no match for Gan Jin.

Now that Gan Jin had merged his Three Dou Souls, he had grasped the mysteries of the Stars, the Firmament, and Chaos. In terms of strength, he had truly reached the demigod level.

"Gan Jin!"

After killing Alex with one punch, Gan Zhanxuan did not stop. Instead, he took a step forward and launched another Tyrant's Fist! The Myriad Law Unification of the Myriad Law Divine Eyes completely merged with the Tyrant's Fist, his strength even surpassing that of Alex the Undead!

Having gained ultimate power, Gan Zhanxuan punched Alex to death, focusing all his rage on Gan Jin. This young man had brought too much shame to the Gan Family; only by killing him could all the shame of the Gan Family be washed away. The Zhence Dynasty no longer needed Gan Jin's existence!

"As long as I am here! The Zhence Dynasty can sweep across the Demon and Barbarian races! Unifying the entire continent!" Gan Zhanxuan's punch contained immense confident dominance. The perfect fusion of magic and fighting techniques pushed the tyrannical fist pressure to its extreme, just like the ultimate pinnacle of Chek Fulit's Sword Dao!

"Useless! Useless! Useless! The head of the Gan Family is my father! Gan Zhanxuan, you can perish here today! Killing you will avenge my father-in-law! Violent Soul Domain! Open! Burning Soul Domain! Release! Current Soul Domain! Battle! Time Stop!"

On Gan Jin's arm, Dou Qi swelled continuously. Innumerable Dou Seals of various fighting techniques materialized as solid entities, swirling and colliding like stars around his arm, forming a long river of stars that spanned history across the desolate ages, carrying the genesis and destruction, and it smashed into Gan Zhanxuan's tyrannical fist.

Two vast waves of power clashed. Even Duan Fengbu'er had to muster all his Dou Qi to tear apart the resulting shockwaves just to see the situation on the battlefield clearly.

Crack...

Gan Jin's fist transformed into an invincible flood. Even Gan Zhanxuan's endless tyranny could not resist this fierce blow. It instantly shattered Gan Zhanxuan's fist and arm. Chaos transformed into the river of history beneath the stars, instantly collapsing Gan Zhanxuan's body and sweeping him into that river of history, causing him to vanish without a trace.

The immense fist pressure passed through the endless Barren Desolate Sand Sea, disappearing from everyone's sight. No one knew at what distance this punch would finally dissipate completely.

The wind blew, instantly burying the bloodstains left by Gan Zhanxuan's exploded body on the ground. Everything returned to the initial calm starting point.

Gan Jin and the others exchanged glances. Duan Fengbu'er stretched lazily: "Alright! The most troublesome Undead Emperor is dead, so the undead army probably won't make any moves for the time being. Our next issue is resolving the Human-Demon war. After all, after fighting for so many years, frankly, besides the ingrained hatred for each other, both sides are also tired."

"The Demon Race? Then we have to deal with the Great Demon King," Li Dongfeng looked at Gan Jin: "He is your father-in-law, after all. We can't just beat him to death like we did with Gan Zhanxuan, can we?"

"What about later?" Duan Fengbu'er clapped Gan Jin on the shoulder: "I reckon the Great Demon King can't beat us either. We'll just tell him that Lucifer Liushui is carrying the future of the Lucifer Clan in her belly. He should abdicate to his grandson."

"The child is a bit young," Li Dongfeng frowned: "Unable to handle political affairs."

"They have concubines," Duan Fengbu'er said carelessly: "Although the concubine's strength isn't as high as mine, holding down the Demon Race and serving as Regent to suppress any powerful factions among the demons should be no problem, right?"

Chek Fulit thrust his sword toward Duan Fengbu'er. The Nine-Headed Serpent warrior obediently dodged aside. Hearing this, Chek Fulit said with great annoyance: "I'm not as good as you? Why don't you become the Regent?"

"Chek Marshal as Regent..." Gan Jin rested his chin in his hand: "Good idea."

Chek Fulit gave Gan Jin a mournful look. Against others, he would have retorted directly, but against Gan Jin, his friend, he genuinely found it hard to argue back.

"Just do it for your godson," Gan Jin’s single sentence left Chek Fulit speechless.

On the way to rescuing Lucifer Liushui, Chek Fulit had once told Gan Jin that no matter if the child was a boy or a girl, he must be the child's godfather.

As a result, the godson or goddaughter was about to become the Demon Emperor but lacked the strength to suppress everything. The only thing his godfather could do was temporarily help maintain order in the Demon Race, as no one here was more familiar with the Demon Race and the Demon Imperial Palace than he was.

"I envy your concubine," Duan Fengbu'er teased from the side: "Ah! Regent! Holding immense power, how..."

"Er'er, you want to be Regent? Easy!" Mune Zhence chuckled heartily: "When we go back, I'll let the old man enjoy his retirement for a few days, and I'll have a chat with my third brother, tell him I'm taking the throne, so he stops causing trouble. You can be the Grand Marshal conquering the Barbarians, conquer the Barbarian Race, and the entire Barbarian territory will be yours as a fiefdom, do whatever you want with it."

"Get lost! Making me work for you, I'm expensive," Duan Fengbu'er laughed and playfully kicked Mune Zhence's backside: "Talk to me about these things when you become Emperor."

Mune Zhence rubbed his backside and smiled at everyone: "I truly never imagined that when we first gathered, we were just a group of friends. We never thought that a small meeting among us could actually decide the direction of the entire continent."

Li Dongfeng nodded slightly. In the past, the mere existence of ultimate bloodline power could largely determine the outcome of wars. Now, with everyone united, they could easily contend even against the magic legions.

Their power was no longer ordinary power.

"So, should we go back now? Deal with the undead first? Or the demons first?" Duan Fengbu'er cheerfully draped his arm over Gan Jin's shoulder: "Why don't we go talk to your father-in-law first."

"Wait a moment..." Wuming suddenly spoke, but his tone lacked the ease of the others. His expression remained exceedingly grave as he looked at them: "Do you think it's over just like that?"

Duan Fengbu'er rolled up his sleeves and smiled at Wuming: "What's up? Are you some hidden super expert? Did you intentionally wait until Alex and the others were dead before showing up to fight us?"

"Alex isn't dead." Wuming's words made everyone pause simultaneously. Gan Jin's Chaos had almost completely destroyed Alex, and Gan Zhanxuan's tyrannical fist pressure had wiped Alex from the face of the continent. How could he still be alive?

“Don’t you find it strange?” Wuming looked at Qian Jin, “Don’t you find it strange that I can use all your martial skills, even if they haven’t reached the pinnacle like you do, including that Wind-Cloud Dou Qi that no one else knows how to use?” Qian Jin watched Wuming quietly; this young man was finally about to reveal the secret of how he knew the Wind-Cloud Dou Qi.

“It’s actually very simple.” Wuming placed his hand over his chest, “I am the inheritor of the Wind-Cloud Dou Qi, eight thousand years later.”