A calm voice of a young man echoed from nowhere, permeating every corner of the battlefield.
The Sword God heard this, his lips curved slightly, his eyes filled with pride, but then he thought of Lin Yu surpassing him, and a hint of melancholy flickered in the depths of his eyes.
He twirled his sword, and with a swish, the Slaughter Sword was sheathed. Lin Yu was going to take action personally, so there was no need for him to intervene.
On the battlefield, when everyone heard Lin Yu's voice, they recalled his two towering integrated avatars and his imposing figure as he slew the Merman demigods, and their hearts first relaxed, then became excited.
"Demigod Lin Yu is here too, how can we lose this battle?"
"Haha, this so-called God Eye Tribe, I heard they're from some other world. Let's kill them all and occupy their world!"
"My battle spirit is boiling, I want to kill!"
"Kill!"
"......"
The appearance of Lin Yu and the Sword God greatly boosted their morale, making each of them seem to have gained thirty percent in strength, momentarily suppressing the God Eye Tribe.
Elder Ge and the others could finally breathe a sigh of relief. With them here, the battle was secured.
Lin Yu, although they didn't know where he had been these past few days, based on their understanding of him, his strength might have increased again.
He had once been able to kill two demigods alone, and he could still do so now.
"Our hope has arrived!" Elder Ge sighed.
Yan Jun looked at the Stove God's Fire in his hand and silently retracted it. If the Sword God and Lin Yu hadn't come, this hard-won spark of divine fire would have bloomed its final brilliance.
Now, it was no longer needed!
He felt an emotion of being protected. He smiled, never expecting that in the end, he would need a junior to protect him.
The Charioteer laughed heartily, "Haha, you beasts, stop crying. Your master isn't going to die!"
Chi Yu also smiled faintly and stopped burning his divine blood. He was a descendant of humans and gods. With this divine blood, he could have become a demigod with much greater ease. Unfortunately, he had only recently gained some insight and was now facing a life-or-death crisis.
Now that Lin Yu and the Sword God had arrived, he didn't need to risk his life.
He felt a sense of urgency in his heart and secretly resolved that after this great battle, he would enter seclusion and not emerge until he comprehended the power of a demigod.
He possessed divine blood within him; he only needed to comprehend the power of the blood in his body to achieve demigod status. It would be much easier for him to become a demigod than for others.
However, he had always been a playful person and thus lacked the great motivation to cultivate.
Since the Battle of Guixu, he had recognized his shortcomings, but before he could begin cultivating, the Battle of the East Sea immediately followed. After the Battle of the East Sea finally ended, the Battle of the Abyss began. As soon as the Battle of the Abyss concluded, this great battle started.
These successive battles had left him exhausted, with no time to cultivate with focus.
"Alas, after this battle, no matter what, I must break through to demigod status!" he murmured to himself.
Not far beside him, Jian Ku stood there with a calm expression. The Withered Wood Sword in his hand had broken in two.
He lowered his head and silently looked at the sword that had accompanied him for hundreds of years, and then he suddenly smiled.
"Sword, you have accompanied me for centuries. Today you are broken, but tomorrow I will surely make you bloom anew!"
He sighed and looked at the Sword God's retreating figure, the figure he had tirelessly pursued his entire life. He secretly vowed that one day, he would stand shoulder to shoulder with the Sword God and compete with him!
The emotions of the crowd were complex. After the joy, a sense of urgency followed, filled with hatred for their own weakness and envy for the power of demigods.
On the opposing side.
The expressions of the two demigods, the red-haired and white-haired ones, changed slightly.
The white-haired one, manipulating the sea of wind and thunder, asked in confusion, "A powerful force just emanated from that voice. Did you perceive it?"
"Yes!" the red-haired one nodded. For the Sword God to retreat with such ease, the owner of that voice could not be weak.
They became vigilant but inwardly disbelieved that their opponents, having endured several great battles, could still become stronger.
"Human demigods, come out!" the red-haired one boomed.
The white-haired one also shouted, "Cowards, turtles in a shell, what kind of skill is it to hide? Come out and fight us!"
They exchanged glances and were about to use more taunts when they suddenly sensed an incredibly powerful aura.
The aura was so potent that within a single breath of its appearance, as it swept over their bodies, their hearts skipped a beat.
"You..."
Before they could finish speaking, a colossal axe descended from the sky.
They looked up and were instantly horrified, for they hadn't realized they were already beneath an enormous figure. The giant raised its axe and brought it down upon them with full force.
The axe, which seemed incredibly slow, moved with extreme speed. The first step cleaved through the clouds, followed by the sea of wind and thunder controlled by the white-haired one, and finally, it descended above their heads.
"I, Kai Tian!"
A voice that shook the heavens echoed, as if altering the very laws of existence. The entire space trembled in fear.
*Crack!*
Before the axe even landed, the surrounding space shattered into pieces, and large expanses of spatial turbulence surged into this world, utterly destroying everything in its path.
This power was so immense, so terrifying, that even demigods would struggle to resist it.
"We cannot fight this! Retreat!" the red-haired one shouted.
He raised his left hand, and an eye opened in his palm. Silver-white power enveloped him, and the next moment he vanished from his spot, reappearing a thousand meters away.
The power of the eye on his left hand was spatial energy, which explained his ability to seal space and render Fuyaozi helpless.
At this moment, Fuyaozi's eyes streamed with tears of blood, and he finally understood.
He had tried his best, and it was normal that he couldn't contend with the power of demigods. He felt a sense of release.
After several spatial jumps, the red-haired one gradually moved further away. From the white-haired one's back, a pair of azure wings sprouted, representing his mastery of wind.
Following this, streaks of blue lightning rapidly coiled around the azure wings.
"Wind-Thunder Wings! Go!"
*Boom!*
His speed was astonishing, and he instantly vanished from everyone's sight. His speed was only slightly slower than spatial jumping.
Seeing this, everyone grew anxious.
"They're escaping! Quickly capture them!"
"Ah, I hate myself for being too weak! Otherwise, I would have stopped them."
"Why didn't Sword God Senior make a move? If Sword God Senior had acted, they surely couldn't have escaped."
"......"
Everyone watched with a sense of urgency. In an instant, the red and white figures had fled far away. They could only stare at the backs of their enemies, muttering their grievances.
They all felt it was a great pity. If the Sword God had intervened, they would surely not have escaped. Ultimately, in their hearts, they believed Lin Yu had been too reckless.
They knew Lin Yu was strong, but these two demigods were even stronger than the two demonic demigods they had faced before.
Alas!
Many people sighed.
Suddenly!
A vast voice resounded through the void.
"The rules of this realm are loose. I have already cleaved the heavens!"
"You have all fallen into my grasp, and there is no escape!"
"Look up, and behold my eyes!"