Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 622: The Arrival of Chen Chu, Sword Qi Raging Across the Battlefield

Even An Fuqing and Ji Wuji, who recognized Chen Chu’s monstrous talent and unparalleled combat prowess, found the claim too exaggerated to believe.

Xia Zuo sighed helplessly. "Do I look like I'm joking to you?"

Hum!

The phantom of a palace-like structure in the sky twisted slightly, emanating an invisible ripple accompanied by a deep, resonant hum.

In front of the main palace, a black iron token emitting a faint white glow suddenly appeared out of thin air, causing everyone within a hundred-kilometer radius to stir restlessly.

"The third token has appeared!"

In an instant, figures including An Fuqing and others, as well as powerful youths from over twenty alien races, the human race, the Demon God Cult, and the Demon Cult Alliance, all raised their heads, gazing at the iron token floating tens of thousands of meters high in the sky.

Whoosh!

A flash of light shot out from the token, and it rapidly descended from the sky as if it had emerged from the depths of time and space.

"The token is mine!"

Boom!

From a mountain peak over a dozen kilometers away, a Ninth Heavenly Realm aura erupted. A towering alien figure, standing three meters tall with ten-meter-wide azure wings, shot into the sky like a streak of light. Its speed was almost as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it traversed ten kilometers to reach the token.

Just as the alien’s face lit up with joy upon reaching for the token, its expression suddenly changed. In an instant, its entire figure flickered and vanished from sight.

Screech!

In the next moment, a black arrow, a hundred meters long and several meters thick, streaked through the sky like a beam of light, carrying an indescribably menacing aura.

Boom!

The black arrow exploded after traveling tens of thousands of meters, leaving a kilometer-wide hole in the clouds. The deafening explosion echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"Roar! That token belongs to me!"

With a thunderous roar, a towering figure, a hundred meters tall, appeared. It strode across the land with two massive blue serpents coiled around its arms, exuding an overwhelming aura.

"Who dares to challenge the Demon God Cult?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, numerous Ninth Heavenly Realm auras exploded in response, transforming into dozens of beams of light shooting skyward. Among them were Xia Zuo, Chen Shuang, and Hong Zhen.

Chaos erupted around the token as a fierce battle broke out.

Meanwhile, as the Ninth Heavenly Realm powerhouses fought over the ruins token, An Fuqing and Ji Wuji found themselves targeted by the Demon God Cult’s alien followers.

Leading the group was the tiger-headed alien previously injured by Ji Wuji, accompanied by three followers clad in black-scaled armor, each exuding the aura of the Eighth Heavenly Realm. They shot forward with deadly intent.

"Seeking death."

Ji Wuji let out a long roar, and in an instant, his body radiated a dazzling light, transforming into a divine white dragon over a hundred meters long and surging forward. Billowing clouds enveloped the area, covering hundreds of meters.

Roar!

The tiger-headed alien's body erupted with a crimson glow as he wielded a massive ax with the momentum to split the heavens, while the Demon God Cultist beside him transformed into a black demonic ape and roared ferociously.

Boom!

The massive dragon claw clashed with the ax, while the dragon’s tail swept across the demonic ape. In an instant, a force of overwhelming brutality exploded, reducing the ground within a radius of hundreds of meters to ruins.

On the hillside, An Fuqing watched the other two approaching Demon God Cultists with a cold gaze. In her eyes, four intersecting sword lights appeared.

Boom!

Red, azure, black, and gray sword qi erupted around An Fuqing, forming a Sword World that covered a three-hundred-meter radius.

Each strand of sword qi appeared almost tangible— the red hue reflected a phantasmal brilliance, the azure gleamed with sharp swiftness, and the black sword light was so fierce that it could slice through space itself, leaving visible rifts.

As the Sword World condensed, thousands of sword qi shot out in a torrential assault, overwhelming the two Demon God Cultists.

In an instant, the expressions of the two middle-stage Eighth Heavenly Realm cultists changed drastically.

"Shit!"

"Watch out!"

Slash! Slash! Slash!

Under the terrifying barrage of sword lights, the saber light and spear light unleashed by the two cultists were instantly shredded, along with the demonic qi that shielded them within a dozen-meter radius.

The gray sword light, in particular, carried an incredibly fearsome sword will, instantly obliterating their spiritual will along with their physical forms.

Whoosh!

After shredding the two middle-stage Eighth Heavenly Realm cultists, the myriad strands of sword qi converged, reforming into four brilliant swords—crimson, black, azure, and gray—that returned to An Fuqing’s side.

Standing amid the sword array, her black hair fluttered despite the absence of wind. The terrifying power of her four advanced sword wills circulated around her as she gazed calmly at the Ninth Heavenly Realm battle raging in the skies.

Boom!

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Suddenly, an overwhelming force erupted in the heavens.

A young man, with a third eye on his forehead and peculiar markings on his cheeks, radiated endless golden light, appearing like a blazing sun hanging in the sky.

Under the expanding golden halo, the surrounding space rippled violently. The atmosphere exploded into concentric shockwaves, sending waves of dread across the battlefield.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, middle- and late-stage Ninth Heavenly Realm cultivators were blasted away like leaves swept up in the autumn wind, unable to resist the expanding golden aura that grew to a diameter of over a thousand meters.

Even stronger figures were pushed back, scattering like streaks of light that fell onto cliffs and mountain peaks within dozens of kilometers.

Among them were Hong Zhen, who was at the late stage of the Ninth Heavenly Realm, and Chen Shuang and Xia Zuo, both at the middle stage.

Phew!

Chen Shuang exhaled and then looked down at the ongoing battle in the canyon below. "Little Ji, can you handle it or not? You've been fighting for so long and still haven’t finished them off."

Boom! Boom!

In the canyon below, the divine white dragon let out a long cry, and the surrounding white mist surged like a tidal wave, unleashing a terrifying force that sent the two Demon God Cultists retreating.

Whoosh!

Taking advantage of the situation, Ji Wuji swiftly returned to the hillside.

The two Demon God Cultists below snorted coldly, transforming into streaks of black and red light as they retreated to the Demon God Cult’s camp, standing behind a Purgatory True Demon.

With the high-level combatants having concluded their battle, the opportunity to eliminate the two Federation geniuses was lost, and the same applied to their opponents.

However, the demon with blade-like arms wore a grim expression. "Useless trash. They were slain in an instant by that human!"

Ji Wuji, standing on the hillside, sighed helplessly. "Chen Shuang, those two were both late-stage Eighth Heavenly Realm powerhouses. How could I possibly take them down in just a few moves?"

Chen Shuang crossed her arms and smirked. "Shouldn’t you say that you're just too weak? Look at An Fuqing—she eliminated her opponents in a single strike."

"I follow the path of true will manifestation, which is different from An Fuqing’s. Her sword qi is overwhelmingly offensive, and she commands four advanced sword wills."

Ji Wuji quickly shifted the topic and looked at Hong Zhen. "Brother Hong, did you manage to seize the token?"

"No, it was taken by Tarodell, the son of Tarodell." Hong Zhen's expression turned grim. "That figure’s strength is terrifying. Not only has he reached the peak of the Ninth Heavenly Realm, but his combat strength far exceeds the limits of transcendence."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of Chen Shuang and the others grew serious.

While those geniuses circled the ruin's projection within a radius of dozens of kilometers, far away, hundreds of kilometers above the sky, nine powerful figures emanating mythical-level auras stood tall.

Among them were two human kings, locked in a standoff with two demon kings shrouded in rolling demonic qi. Around them, five alien deities cloaked in divine light hovered silently.

A cold voice echoed from within the dense demonic qi obscuring the sky. "Jingtai, this ruin belongs to the Alliance of Gods. Why are human geniuses present here?"

The other demon king spoke slowly. "Indeed, this ruin belongs to the Alliance of Gods. If it is to be explored, only members of the Alliance should enter. Humans have no right to interfere."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man dressed in white robes, surrounded by drifting white mist, responded indifferently. "Humans have no right, but the Purgatory Demon Clan does? Besides, they have all joined my Celestial Guards, making them part of the Alliance. Naturally, they are qualified to enter the ruin."

The demon king sneered. "Jingtai, stop making excuses. That so-called human genius Xia Zuo was fighting in the Abyssal Battlefield just half a day-cycle ago, engaged in war between your human race and my Purgatory Clan.

"And now you're telling us that he has already joined your Celestial Guards? Do you really think we’re that easy to fool?"

The middle-aged man remained calm and said flatly, "Believe it or not."

While the human and demon kings faced off, the five alien deities in the distance simply observed with indifferent gazes, saying nothing.

Just then, in the distant sky, a dark-red, menacing fighter jet shot toward them. The invisible yet overwhelming aura of a mythical colossal beast that it emitted made the nine mythical powerhouses narrow their eyes.

The demon king standing amid the rolling demonic aura sneered. "So it’s a king-level fighter jet. It seems humans truly don't take their place in the Alliance seriously, allowing a king to break the rules and pilot a fighter jet here."

In an instant, the expressions of the alien gods turned cold. One of them, emanating a middle-stage mythical aura, spoke in an icy tone. "Humans, you have crossed the line. According to the rules, human kings are not allowed to enter the Alliance of Gods. Stop immediately."

Boom!

Before the two demon kings of the Demon God Cult could take action, the alien god unleashed an overwhelming force, transforming it into a massive hand that reached out to block the incoming fighter jet.

"Get lost."

Boom!

A cold voice rang out from within the rapidly approaching fighter jet, and a menacing aura exploded forth. A colossal purple-red halberd, spanning a thousand meters as it crackled with blue-black thunderbolts and burned with golden flames, shot out like lightning, piercing through the heavens and earth.