Facing Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master alone, Chuangshang Beidao had already lost confidence. Never mind adding in a genuine Fourth Level Saint Monarch like Jun Moxie! And with an established Saint Monarch, Gu Han, watching hungrily from below, ready to provide support at any moment... How could this battle possibly be fought?

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, a flash of inspiration struck him, turning his quest for revenge into a challenge; he hadn't actually expected the challenge to succeed. If the opponent insisted on fighting, he would have no choice but to fight desperately to flee. But he never imagined the other side would arrogantly accept it... This was truly an unexpected windfall!

Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master and Jun Moxie certainly wished they could eliminate these six individuals right here and now. But after running the thought through their minds, both decided against it. Their current location was far too close to the main battlefield. If powerhouses of their caliber were to clash, countless others would inevitably suffer. Besides, there was something even greater behind the opponent... a Great Power figure... Now that was the real big fish! If they could lure that Great Power figure out voluntarily, it would be far more worthwhile than having them hide and launch surprise attacks later! So, both men tacitly agreed upon a strategy: Decapitate the leadership! Wiping out that supposed Great Power figure in one fell swoop would settle everything!

Indeed, the plan devised by the alien race leader, Chuangshang Beidao, coincidentally was the same: Decapitate the leadership! Both sides recognized the paramount importance of eliminating the head. The strategies they adopted were entirely identical. Even the execution was the same. Everyone had a belly full of cunning ideas... But the result was fated to bring joy to some and sorrow to others...

Chuangshang Beidao’s face was contorted with anger, yet inwardly, he secretly rejoiced, thinking he had finally hooked the big fish that would solve all his problems once and for all. He took the lead, soaring into the sky, followed leisurely by Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master, hands clasped behind his back, as they headed out grandly.

Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master and Young Master Jun were also brimming with excitement. Not only had they shattered the enemy army today, but they had also gained a rich reward: they had actually lured out the alien race’s biggest kingpin...

Chuangshang Beidao never imagined that he would actually succeed in luring the strongest figure in the Xuanxuan World towards the location of the alien Great Power. Even less did he imagine that the person he most wanted to lure—was actually the handsome young Saint Monarch, Jun Moxie, clad in white, standing right beside him. Although he had lured someone else, that person turned out to be an even more formidable danger...

Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master also didn't realize that when he heard the opponent mention "Great Power figure," he assumed it was just one person. Thus, he went along enthusiastically, never dreaming there were actually three of them, and all three were Great Power figures in the truest sense...

As for those three Great Power figures, they too never imagined that while they were expecting to lure a continent expert, they had instead drawn the attention of the Jiuyou Demon God! It was precisely because of these countless unforeseen turns that a thoroughly confused ultimate battle was set in motion! Yet, the significance and profound meaning of this battle would absolutely have far-reaching consequences.

As Chuangshang Beidao moved forward, the remaining six Saint Monarchs of the alien race descended instantly. They weren't fools; their leader was gone, and they were left to command the situation below. Setting aside everything else, that beautiful young man opposite, though appearing harmless with his gentle smile, was a genuine peak Fourth Level Saint Monarch. If he suddenly decided to turn hostile, eliminating two or three of them would not be difficult.

Jun Moxie watched the six descend with a faint smile. Not only did he not stop them, but he even cheerfully added a suggestion: "Gentlemen, since we are gathered, why don't we chat a bit longer?" It was better that he hadn't said anything. Upon hearing this, the six people moved even faster. Chat? Chat about what? What if, midway through the conversation, something he said displeased that venerable sir and he decided to act... then we would chat our old lives away! We aren't peak Fourth Level Saint Emperors... In truth, Young Master Jun also wished he could take this opportunity to eliminate them all at once, but at this moment, he was truly willing but unable, lacking the strength. The previous two massive maneuvers, executed with all his might—first, exerting every ounce of spiritual energy to control the Chaos Fire across a wide area, and then pushing his Earth Force to the absolute limit, all while controlling the aftermath of over four thousand Saint Emperors self-detonating—meant that although Jun Moxie’s body was unharmed and his spiritual energy had replenished, the consumption of his mental fortitude could not recover quickly. Even now, his state of mind was somewhat unsettled. If he forced an attack, it might not result in an immediate victory.

Young Master Jun’s calculation was clever: he intended to feign harmlessness, using pleasantries to stall these fellows. If he could hold them off for just half an hour, he could recover to about half his strength, at which point he could feast and begin the slaughter. He hadn't expected these guys to be so sharp; his neat calculation naturally wouldn't work out...

The clash between the peak powerhouses high in the sky had momentarily paused! Below, the two armies were on the verge of formal contact.

The alien main army, led by those ten thousand legitimate Saint Emperors, swept around in a massive arc for six hundred li, emerging from the other side. And in the opposite direction, hundreds of li away, alien banners were also fluttering! They intended to attack from two sides!

The seven thousand forces from the Three Great Holy Lands, led by Mo Wudao and the other two Sect Masters, also moved like flashing clouds and lightning, cutting diagonally across. These seven thousand men represented the last and most elite fighting power the Three Great Holy Lands could muster. This side was the main thrust of the alien offensive! As for the other contingent of alien troops, they were to be handled by the joint forces of the Heavenly Punishment and the Evil Monarch’s Mansion.

With only another hundred zhang separating them, the two sides were about to truly engage. This distance of a hundred zhang was merely the blink of an eye for these top-tier experts on both sides. At this range, the personnel at the very front of both formations could clearly see the gleaming weapons in the hands of the enemy. Everyone knew that their weapon might soon be plunged into their own body, or perhaps sever their head! Likewise, the weapon in their own hand would soon drink deeply of the enemy's blood! This forceful breakthrough would be the sharpest offensive the aliens had launched! And it would be the most tragic battle!

Without the assistance of Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master, it was impossible for Jun Moxie to cause widespread devastation with the Chaos Fire again. Similarly, without the prior accumulation and the assisting force of that unprecedented massive explosion, even utilizing the Earth Force could not achieve the astonishing effects seen before! The only remaining method was to use human lives to physically block this cruel torrent!

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing long cry split the air from the sky. A white shadow streaked across like a heaven-shaking rainbow, flashing toward the alien formation. It smashed into their ranks like a meteor, and the instant it landed, a deafening boom erupted. More than a dozen Saint Emperor experts were flung backward, arms and legs flailing, blood pouring from their bodies.

That astonishing white rainbow figure now moved forward rapidly like a whirlwind. Wherever he passed, things were smashed apart like dry weeds. Countless dual-headed bodies were violently knocked into the air, spitting blood as they tumbled and fell. In practically the blink of an eye, the alien vanguard’s conical assault formation was completely scattered! That dazzling white rainbow figure was Gu Han making his move!

The decisive strike by this Saint Monarch was astonishingly effective, instantly shattering the alien formation. The timing he chose was absolutely perfect! Gu Han's original intent was to wait for Chuangshang Beidao; if he could drag that nemesis along with him, it would be ideal. But Gu Han also understood that his rival had now reached the peak of a Fourth Level Saint Monarch, and after his own realm had dropped, he was clearly no match for him anymore. And most importantly, Chuangshang Beidao was out of this fight because of Jiuyou Fourteen Young Master.

As for the remaining peak combat power and Saint Monarch experts on the alien side, Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan could handle them entirely. Thus, Gu Han had no further reservations and struck boldly. Now, his only mission was to inflict the maximum possible casualties on the alien race's living forces. To inflict the greatest damage upon this battle line of over ten thousand genuine Saint Emperor experts, using his utmost ability, was Gu Han's sole objective! Even if it cost him his own life!

The seven thousand elites of the Three Great Holy Lands plunged deeply into the gap created by Gu Han the instant the alien formation began to break apart, like a sharp steel knife piercing through! Once inside, a sky full of bloody rain was immediately stirred up!

In this battle, the comparison of strength between the two sides was extremely unbalanced. The Holy Land forces were at an absolute disadvantage! This wasn't just a gap in numbers; among the alien race's ten-plus thousand fighters, there were about one to two hundred Supreme Heavenly Nins who possessed Saint Venerable strength. The rest had at least Saint Emperor level cultivation. The Holy Land forces were not nearly as robust; the majority of the seven thousand elites were still Saint level, and some even possessed only Venerable level strength. If the Holy Lands didn't have over forty experts above the Saint Venerable level serving as the core assault force, backed by the high-end power of Gu Han, the two sides would have been completely unmatched.

Precisely because the alien side lacked an expert capable of matching Gu Han, the initial blow he struck achieved surprisingly impressive results, allowing the Holy Land forces to temporarily gain the upper hand. But as time wore on, the sheer depth of the alien side's participating personnel and strength foundation began to not only negate the previous disadvantage but gradually form an overwhelming superiority. Although the Holy Land forces could manage to hold their ground for the time being, defeat was only a matter of time.

Jun Moxie swept down from the sky, his anger swirling like mist. His lean figure moved through the alien ranks like an intangible, formless ghost, carving a path through the fray! Wherever he passed, the fighters on both sides fell like cut stalks of grain.

Jun Moxie's attacks were fast, precise, ruthless, and sharp. In the instant his figure swept past, the throats of the alien experts on both sides were severed with impeccable accuracy. Spiritual power, seemingly solid, surged into the wounds, instantly exploding their Dantian! Completely extinguishing all signs of life in these alien masters! Even their chance to transform into Spiritual Seed Infants was utterly stolen away. Even the vitality of their souls was buried along with it.

With a clear, resonant sword cry, the Blood of Yan Huang once again shot across the sky, the sword arriving at the battlefield! Clang!

The Blood of Yan Huang expressed extreme excitement with a sword hum that was tantamount to a "joyous, wild laugh." It was practically going insane with excitement! The blade trembled visibly.

Jun Moxie’s order to it was: Eliminate these dual-headed monsters! Kill as many as you possibly can! As for how to kill them—do as you please, whatever makes you happy! This command made the Blood of Yan Huang, which had always been starved but never truly full, feel like a beggar who had gone hungry for over ten days suddenly finding himself seated before a lavish, all-you-can-eat feast! Now it was truly going to die happy, Gaga Gaga Gaga... So happy.