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Chapter 1622: Chapter 430: The Strongest Showdown
Boom!
Thousands of methods erupt in brilliance; this is the collision of extreme yang and extreme darkness, stirring up boundless waves across the entire universe!
The Eternal Court has officially declared war on the Netherworld, but the clash of thousands of troops and tens of millions of demons still pales in comparison to the great battle between Gu Chen and the progenitor of the Netherworld.
If one side is akin to a grand celebration of fireworks, then the other side is but a negligible spark. The disparity is just that immense.
Even when the battle between Gu Chen and the progenitor of the Netherworld intensifies, everyone must cease their combat and relocate billions of light-years away.
If even the slightest aftermath touches them, none of them, not even those in the supreme realm, could bear it!
The two sides are no longer beings of the same dimension.
Now, in the endless universe, Gu Chen wields the Disorder Calming Sword, its light shining through the nine heavens, constantly clashing with the iron spear of the progenitor of the Netherworld, sending billions of sparks flying.
Each spark is capable of completely incinerating a supreme being of all the heavens, such is the terrifying power!
The progenitor of the Netherworld swings his arms, and in this moment, countless demonic dragons emerge, swooping fiercely towards Gu Chen with their teeth bared and claws danced, as innumerable Netherworld principles transform into demonic chains that spread across all worlds.
Gu Chen frowns, the fluctuations are too intense. It’s not that he is overpowered, but their battle is about to overwhelm all the realms!
The Netherworld invades, setting the battlefield within all the heavens and worlds. If the great war continues this way, perhaps the outcome would not yet be decided before this universe collapses.
The progenitor of the Netherworld might not care, but Gu Chen cannot afford such disregard.
At that time, even if he were to win the battle, but the myriad heavens and worlds were destroyed, a significant part of the purpose would be lost.
Moreover, with the forces of the Eternal Court still present, in order to avoid harming them, Gu Chen finds it difficult to unleash his full potential.
"It seems that we must change the battlefield," Gu Chen thought to himself.
The progenitor of the Netherworld’s face is cold as if he is a demon god commanding the hellish demons, devoid of any flicker of emotion, his attacks becoming even more fierce.
The great universe is torn by countless rifts which are difficult to heal, the void collapses, abysses are everywhere, leading to unknown places.
Hum!
Seeing this scene, Gu Chen no longer hesitates. He acts with all his might, and in an instant, the Battle Shifts Stars, stars and cosmos are transformed, as he takes the progenitor of the Netherworld away from this place.
"Finally gone."
Seeing Gu Chen taking the progenitor of the Netherworld away, regardless of whether it’s the Eternal Court or the nine Demon Emperors of the Netherworld, all heave a sigh of relief in secret.
"Kill!"
"Exterminate them all!"
"By the Ancestors above, we shall prevail in this battle!"
The nine Demon Emperors look indifferent, engaging in a world-shaking collision with Nie Gu, the patriarch of the Void King Clan, and the others.
While the battle of the supreme beings is also frightening, to destroy the great universe like Gu Chen and the others would still fall short.
Thus, Nie Gu and the others can fight freely, but not Gu Chen.
"For the Upper Realm, for our kin, what does it matter if we die!"
"Fight with our dying breath, fend them off, and end this epochal catastrophe!"
"Believe in the Lord of the Eternal Court, we must prevail in this battle!"
The side of the Eternal Court roars passionately, as they say, for their loved ones, who would spare their own life?
Those who can and dare to be here have all long been prepared for demise.
They fear nothing!
Boom! The battle becomes even fiercer, and although the recovery abilities of the Eternal Court’s forces are vastly inferior to those of the great demons, they are relentless to the point of not fearing death.
For a moment, morale soars, causing the great universe itself to fluctuate, while on the other hand, those demons of the Netherworld lack this kind of confidence.
"Dammit!"
Upon witnessing this, one of the Demon Emperors immediately becomes annoyed.
The Feather Emperor shouts, "What are you afraid of? Death? What is death to us? It’s destiny, it’s experience. The Ancestor will prevail, and when the time comes, he will resurrect us all, have no fear!"
His words are resounding and ripple through the great universe, reviving the fighting spirit of countless demons.
Nie Gu, the patriarch of the Void King Clan, Ao Tian, the patriarch of the Purple-blood Sky Dragon Clan, Wu Shen, the patriarch of the Golden Raven Clan, Bai Xiao, the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, and others frown.
For a time, blood splatters, demonic energy overflows, and both sides are evenly matched.
"It’s just a bout of reckless bravery after all. How does the saying go? Initial enthusiasm, followed by decreasing energy, and eventually exhaustion. How long can you sustain this?" sneers a Demon Emperor.
The cultivators of the Upper Realm are living beings, and as living beings, they will tire and reach a point of exhaustion.
The demons of the Netherworld are different; they are all formed from negative emotions. Or rather, the demons, including the nine Demon Emperors, are highly concentrated embodiments of negative energy and know not what fatigue is.
Demons are perpetual motion machines; if they wish, they can fight endlessly.
This is where the advantage of the Netherworld lies.
The patriarchs of the nine supreme realms like the Void King Clan furrow their brows, and at this moment, the most temperamental patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, Bai Xiao, says, "What of it? That’s enough to slay all of you petty creatures!"
"Petty creatures?"
The speaking Demon Emperor hears this and immediately shows a thick sneer on his lips: "Since you’re so eager, then I’ll be the one to send you on your way first!"
"Demon God’s Palm!"
With a roar, he disturbs heaven and earth, Netherworld principles permeate, transforming into pitch-black demonic chains that rattle loudly.
Subsequently, under everyone’s gaze, these chains converge together to form a palm imprint larger than a star field, bearing down on the patriarch of the White Tiger Clan, Bai Xiao!
