The battlefield was a tragic sight to behold. After the peak Lesser Legendary realm experts of the Clean-up Alliance were picked off and their advantage was neutralized, those from the alliance plunged into a hellish nightmare. Although they had the advantage in numbers, their high-tier experts struggled before experts like Di Chen and Duanmu Lingxing, who wielded immortal artifacts. Experts perished one after another, their screams echoing across the battlefield. As Chen Fan’s group gradually gained the upper hand, shifting from one-against-many to one-on-one, they now faced little to no pressure. Furthermore, facing the assault of supreme combat forces like Di Chen and Duanmu Lingxing, the Clean-up Alliance was already showing signs of collapsing. On the battlefield of Greater Legendary powerhouses, Liu Wufeng and Wu Yuan restrained their respective opponents. Huang Wuji fought one-against-three, his purple-gold battle halberd like a world-destroying divine dragon. It smashed through space and destroyed the heavens, causing Luo Hao, Ji Feixue, and Feng Yue to be further injured and to spew blood constantly. Earlier, with the four of them going on a rampage, they could barely hold back Huang Wuji. After pawning off Jiang Xian to Wu Yuan, it was as if they had lost an arm. Their strength was greatly reduced. How could they still be a match for Huang Wuji? They were suppressed and beaten and were now drenched in blood. Feng Yue, never having suffered such humiliation, let out a furious roar. His power surged wildly, like thousands of demons charging forward, his aura overwhelming. However, Huang Wuji’s aura was even more overpowering and overbearing. A single attack with his halberd destroyed all methods. Wherever it pointed, the world yielded. “It’s over. The Clean-up Alliance has completely lost.” “I’m afraid the Yunluo and Fengmo Continent’s people are regretting it right now. If they had known things would turn out this way, they wouldn’t have boarded the pirate ship that is the Clean-up Alliance, even if they had ten times the guts.” “In fact, the Clean-up Alliance lost back in the southeastern rainforest.” “That’s right. Even now, the memory of that battle is vivid. Come to think of it, we haven’t seen them use that vicious saber since. Not even during their failed counterattack five days ago.” “I don’t think it’s that they won’t use it; it’s that they can’t. Overusing it might have serious consequences. Think about it, three slashes with it destroyed an immortal artifact. Can that vicious saber be ordinary?” Watching the battlefield unfold, bystanders reached a clear conclusion: the Clean-up Alliance was finished. Both sides had prepared hidden cards; Chen Fan’s side simply had the stronger one. The people on the alliance’s side fell one after another. Huang Wuji had fully crushed the resistance of Luo Hao, Ji Fengxue, and Feng Yue. Escape was impossible. Huang Wuji had them firmly suppressed. They roared angrily continuously, their voices carrying hints of regret. The clash between Chen Fan and Zi Dongyang had also peaked. Zi Dongyang looked at Chen Fan coldly and said, his expression unusually cold, “You damned son of a bitch, very well, no one has ever pushed me this far. The fact that you managed it, be proud, even in death. But make no mistake: you’re still no match for me. That was just the warm-up.” The current situation was dire. Experts on his side were falling one after another, never to rise again. On the Greater Legendary realm powerhouses’ battlefield, things were no better. A single misstep and Huang Wuji would kill them. Zi Dongyang realized that the Clean-up Alliance had lost. It was a complete, crushing defeat. He needed to finish off Chen Fan as soon as possible, then... escape. Otherwise, when Di Chen, Huang Wuji, or the others were freed, he wouldn’t survive even if he had ten lives. As his voice fell, the ancient bronze sword in Zi Dongyang’s hand erupted with an unimaginable light. Terrifying true primeval fluctuations emanated from him. Waves of violet qi collided and rippled like the tide, and streams of terrifying forces boiled over in space. Zi Dongyang slashed out instantly, turning the entire world into a kingdom of swords. Sword qi flew about, colliding, dissolving, and multiplying, each wave stronger and more devastating than the last. The scene shocked even Chen Fan. A deep sense of crisis surged within him. Zi Dongyang’s attack had become one with the Dao of the sword. Chen Fan felt his body slow, his movements restricted. The very air turned to threads of sword qi, all aiming to pierce and subdue him. In this domain of the sword Dao, he was the real sword god. Everyone had to obey his orders. “Die!” Zi Dongyang shouted fiercely, slashing down at Chen Fan. The world of sword Dao seemed to be pressing toward Chen Fan, collapsing everything. Everything inside it would be destroyed, leaving no trace, no reincarnation, no return. “Chen Fan, I have to admit that you’re the most difficult opponent to deal with that I have encountered thus far. However, before my sword Dao, nothing about you is worth mentioning. You should be proud to be able to make me use my full force to kill you.” “We’ll see if it’s really ‘not worth mentioning’ once you try. Kill me? You’re not qualified.” Facing Zi Dongyang’s sword domain, Chen Fan smiled coldly, showing no fear. Although this slash was very terrifying, making his instincts scream danger, but fear had no place in him. He had clawed his way up from the bottom, rising from weakness to strength, from the brink of death to dominance. He had crawled out of a mass grave. Back then, he fought opponents far stronger than himself and lived. They, on the other hand, now lay in hell. Zi Dongyang would be no exception. An aura that caused heaven and earth to change colors erupted from Chen Fan. He had also stopped holding back. This text is hosted at Nove1Fire.net Against a monster like Zi Dongyang, any hesitation could mean death. His energy clashed head-on with Zi Dongyang’s. Behind him, the massive silhouette of a demon god emerged, its aura shaking the universe. Terrifying laws flashed as Chen Fan poured everything he had into a single devastating move—an earth-splitting strike that directly challenged the descending sword domain. The blinding light generated from the huge explosion instantly covered the entire sky. Their attacks exploded wildly in the sky, trying to snuff out one another. Suddenly, a fierce shout boomed. Chen Fan, like a living demon god, tore through all barriers and split the sword domain in half. The mountain, river, houses, and buildings within, and even human silhouettes, crumbled apart following the collapse of the sword domain. It was an apocalyptic scene. Zi Dongyang’s body trembled. His face flushed red; he couldn’t hold it in. A mouthful of blood burst from his lips. “Zi Dongyang, your death has arrived!” Chen Fan strode forth with imposing steps, crushing all storms in his way. Clasping his hand, a Heaven Piercing Spear condensed in his grasp, and he hurled it at Zi Dongyang through the air. Zi Dongyang wanted to dodge, but it was already too late. The spear tore through the sky and struck him dead-on, nailing him to the ground with unstoppable force.