The earth beneath their feet quaked with such violence that it threatened to crumble, with fissures immediately beginning to open. Fortunately, the Holy Land forces were mentally prepared; they soared into the air, sweeping back several tens of zhang in a flash, finally regaining their stability.

Gazing again, they saw that the ground where they had just stood had collapsed into a massive, fractured chasm.

On the side of the Continental Allied Forces, after a slight impact, stability was instantly restored. But on the other side, there was absolutely no sign of the collapse halting.

Given the temperament of the Young Master Jun, how could he possibly allow the collapse on that side to stop?

Furthermore, wasn't there the explosive shockwave paving the way from four thousand Saint Emperors self-destructing? If he truly tried to forcibly halt it, Young Master Jun himself would have to bear the brunt of that explosive impact!

He simply took advantage of this unprecedented, massive boost, unleashing the Power of Earth to its fullest extent, causing that entire section to cave in like mountains collapsing into the sea.

It was a classic case of going with the flow; Young Master Jun had dreamed of orchestrating such a catastrophe, and now that it was unfolding before him, failing to seize the opportunity would mean he wasn't Jun Moxie...

Under the command of Chuangshang Beidao, the alien forces had already begun a ferocious charge! They prepared to use the extreme self-immolation and sacrifice of all four thousand martyrs to blast open a passage, intending for the main army to use this as an entry point!

Every eye among the alien race shone with extreme excitement: the Profound Profound Passage was finally about to open, ha ha ha ha...

Driven by this mindset, everyone charged with desperate fervor.

So much so that when the vanguard discovered the sudden shift ahead, they had already rapidly streaked to the edge of the black hole. There was simply no time to halt their onward momentum.

Many shouted excitedly and rushed forward, only to discover in mid-air with astonishment that there was nothing beneath their feet. Due to their forward momentum, they strode several steps as if walking on air before finally snapping back to reality, flailing their limbs and yelling as they plummeted down, experiencing an extreme transition from intense excitement to utter terror. Those slightly behind them, of course, noticed the bizarre anomaly ahead and immediately stopped their advance, shouting warnings to the teams behind them.

But amidst the deafening chaos of world-destruction, who could hear what the people in front were shouting? The army behind was already fully mobilized, surging forward like an overwhelming tide, their spirit so majestic and soaring that they seemed unstoppable! Where was it easy to just stop?

Thus, those lined up at the front were crushed—they couldn't avoid repeating the fate of those ahead even if they didn't want to!

While shouting warnings, they were involuntarily propelled forward, until they plunged into the black hole, falling like dumplings dropped from the sky—the spectacle of their descent, grand and tragic, was truly a sight seldom seen throughout history!

Many attempted to brace themselves and stubbornly refuse to surge forward, but the situation before them had become one of riding a tiger; they were almost instantly shoved forward by the colossal force behind them. Then, wave after wave of their colleagues trampled over their bodies, grinding them into pulp as they rushed headlong into the void, tumbling down in heaps.

Seeing the situation turning decisively in his favor, and with the residual force of the four thousand Saint Emperors' self-detonation still lingering, Jun Moxie decided to see it through to the end. He activated the Power of Earth once more, and another entire section of ground instantly dissolved into a deep black hole! Consequently, too many bewildered alien warriors, still shouting things like "Kill, ha ha!" with impassioned faces, tumbled down.

Their faces transitioned from initial fierce resolve, to utter confusion, and finally contorted in terror...

It must be said that the combined operation of Chaos Fire and the Power of Earth was a perfect match!

The horrifying lethality born from this powerful union was far more than just one plus one equaling two.

Burning for over an hour, the Chaos Fire, accelerated by the Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells, had actually scorched the area of the black hole thousands of zhang deep! To unleash the Power of Earth suddenly on such a slope achieved a result ten times greater with half the effort! Not to mention the unprecedented shockwave generated by the collective self-detonation of four thousand peak Saint Emperors!

If not for the prolonged burning by the Chaos Fire beforehand, given Jun Moxie's current capabilities, creating a void several hundred zhang deep would have been the absolute limit. Moreover, the area of that void could never have been so vast.

If that had been the case, many experts likely would not have died, merely struggling a bit to climb out.

But now, with a depth of several thousand zhang... and with his comrades smashing down on him like stones from behind, compounded by the continuous cascade of countless large rocks and dirt...

The survival rate...

Ah, perhaps only through burning incense and praying devoutly for ten lifetimes might one have a sliver of hope.

For all others, they were surely destined for widowhood and childlessness, with no hope left...

Facing this sudden catastrophe, Chuangshang Beidao's eyes widened again; he could only stare blankly, feeling as if everything before him was a dream! A dream... even a nightmare couldn't possibly be this cruel!

It wasn't just the alien side; it seemed everyone on the entire battlefield was struck motionless, like clay statues!

Jun Moxie continued to exert the Power of Earth with vigor. Having the backing of the explosive shockwave from four thousand Saint Emperors made things easy; with every wave of his hand, another void several tens of zhang in circumference was created. Such voids didn't have much effect on Saint Emperors and Venerables who were some distance from the black hole, but the alien soldiers below the Divine Profound realm dropped like dumplings, plunking down one after another.

One patch after another!

For a moment, Young Master Jun felt utterly refreshed and spontaneously composed a poem, swaying his head rhythmically as he declaimed: "One piece, two pieces, three, four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven, eight pieces, nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces..."

Then, under the Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells' gaze, like one viewing a strange specimen, he added the final line very lyrically: "...Falling into the black hole, they were no more seen!"

Having finished his recitation, Jun Moxie's personal reserve of the Power of Earth was largely spent, and the explosive shockwave from the four thousand Saint Emperors was completely exhausted. Only then did he turn, wink at the Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells, and ask proudly, "Brother Fourteen, what do you think of my poem?"

The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells' eyes were wide open, fixed unblinkingly on Jun Moxie as if on a monster. Then he looked at the hellish scene on the ground. He opened his mouth, speechless for a long moment. After a long, long pause, he finally sighed and shook his head: "The world calls me a scourge, a lunatic, and a bloodthirsty madman, but today, seeing you, I realize I am but a frog in a well. Today I finally see the immensity of the Celestial River, and I am truly ashamed of my insignificance, willingly bowing in defeat!"

He then added, seemingly quite dejected: "Compared to you, what right do I have to be called a scourge of the world..."

"You flatter me too much! Brother Fourteen, you give me too much credit." Jun Moxie cupped his hands in a gesture of deep humility: "In truth, I feel what I did... was still not good enough."

The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells snapped his neck, turning his head aside. Gritting his teeth, he muttered inwardly: "Compared to this guy, I'm a bloody saint! At least someone who has cultivated for a hundred lifetimes! Damn it!"

On the ground, the foremost figure of the alien race, Chuangshang Beidao, roared toward the heavens, spitting out a mouthful of blood that sprayed over ten zhang away. With a heart-rending bellow, he cried out: "Ba Ge! Ba Ge! Bastard! I I I I... I I I..."

In his extreme agitation, the sudden rush of anger and distress rendered the alien leader unable to utter a single complete sentence. His limbs trembled uncontrollably, as if in the throes of a fit or perhaps even a stroke...

It was no wonder Chuangshang Beidao lost composure; the losses in this battle were simply too devastating. In this brief period, no less than one hundred thousand people had plummeted down... and once they fell, they would never return.

While the alien forces had a vast number of participants, they couldn't perish in units of a hundred thousand like this, especially when the opposing side hadn't lost a single soul. The imbalance in his heart... was unbearable...

At this moment, Chuangshang Beidao's entire body shook like a fallen leaf in the wind, resembling a pitiful young girl who had just been brutalized by a hundred strong men...

"Alas... wonder if this fellow has suffered a cerebral thrombosis..." Jun Moxie watched Chuangshang Beidao from high above with a touch of pity: "How pitiful!"

The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells suddenly felt the urge to vomit blood.

He had seen cats crying for mice, and he had seen people gloating over misfortune.

But this fellow right here...

This guy had single-handedly trapped an entire twenty thousand Saint Emperors, and incidentally wiped out at least one hundred thousand alien soldiers! His own side hadn't lost a single hair, and yet he could still... still look so cheerful?

The Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells truly felt the validity of the saying: the less one reads, the less one has to draw upon when needed!

Currently, he couldn't find a single word that aptly described this fellow, who was grinning like a hippopotamus with his mouth wide open...

They all said this Young Master was a demon, but in his thousands of years, he hadn't killed as many people as this one had in half an hour today... Wuwu... Compared to him, I am far too pure...

What is meanness, what is shamelessness, what is depravity—he had witnessed the standard today!

The entire battlefield fell silent enough to hear a pin drop!

Whether Continental Allied Forces or alien race, everyone held their breath; every eye was twitching, staring blankly at the massive pit in the center, which had expanded by at least double! It was a gaping black void, seemingly emitting black mist... like the mouth of a colossal, greedy demon inhaling deeply...

"Change direction! Kill, ha ha ha, kill, ha ha ha..." Chuangshang Beidao's voice sounded like a wail, giving the impression that he would spit blood with every word he spoke. "The remaining ten thousand, charge! Kill them all! Kill them! Kill, kill, kill..."

The remaining ten thousand-plus naturally referred to their final trump card—the more than ten thousand true Saint Emperors and Venerables. These experts simultaneously turned their gaze and began to advance again from another direction. Although they had to detour at least several hundred li, it was still better than standing here.

Even if these experts perished on the other side, it would be more worthwhile and meaningful than being scared to death right here...

The main alien army, after suffering the loss of their vanguard numbering over a hundred thousand, mustered their fighting spirit anew and moved in formation with the ten thousand from another direction, flanking around...

However, this time the assault was far more subdued; the previous exhilarating momentum was nowhere to be found...

As for Chuangshang Beidao himself, he, along with the six other experts at the Saint Lord level from the alien side, shot forward like rockets! They sped rapidly toward the position where Jun Moxie and the Fourteenth Young Master of the Nine Hells stood!