“Brat, you can die now!” Dragon Pond roared and released the nine dao fruits from his palaces. A majestic grand dao emerged and formed a heavenly domain.

“Buzz.” The sky darkened due to the appearance of engulfing marsh. Everyone felt their dao laws being stuck and subjected to stagnation. Mantras and energies faced immense resistance so his opponents’ strength weakened by fifty percent or so.

“Bam!” Ouyang Dragon God stepped forward, releasing his sky-piercing tree.

Two sides of cultivation appeared with them. Dragon Pond had an imperial aura with dao fruits while the dragon god had a sacred affinity with his anima tree.

Normally, the imperial level was considerably stronger. However, the dragon god was at the stately level while Dragon Pond only had nine fruits.

“Such immense anima.” The crowd was amazed by his aura.

Some emperors and desolate gods took a deep breath after witnessing his power. An emperor without an immortal shell and anima couldn’t contest the pressure.

With his first step came the roar of a dragon. He summoned a draconic spear accompanied by the image of a true dragon.

Everyone looked up and saw the true dragon opening its mouth, seemingly capable of swallowing the stars.

Anima and draconic powers combined destructively, forcing cultivators down on their knees.

“Clank!” The spear was covered in scales while gleaming dreadfully, capable of piercing the dao heart.

He made Dragon Pond’s imperial aura look weak in comparison, turning him into an assistant at best.

“Eternal Dragon Pond.” The emperor chanted softly and the marsh suddenly contracted, shrinking the world into a tiny pond.

It encompassed Li Qiye and frightened those within its area of effect. According to the legends, Dragon Pond Emperor was a yin fish in a small pond.

Through observation and the dao, he created a technique capable of sealing all affinities and lifeforms. During a battle with a powerful desolate god, he employed this technique and sealed the opponent’s kingdom.

It turned the whole region into a marsh, drowning and rotting the desolate god and everyone else. Now, he wanted to do the same to Li Qiye.

“Draconic Extinguish!” Ouyang Dragon God’s spear hovered in the air, making everyone feel that it could break the entire plain.

“Whoosh!” It flew toward Li Qiye with all of its anima and draconic affinity. Some spectators shouted in horror because remnant shockwaves could reduce them to dust.

As the two combatants made their move, Devil Emissary joined as well. He teleported to Li Qiye’s front in the blink of an eye, far too fast for weaker cultivators to see.

His dagger inched for Li Qiye’s throat swifter than his allies, preferring speed and lethality over flashiness.

Although no one could see his movement, they felt a sharp pain within their true fate - an agony akin to being tortured in hell. It imprinted a lasting desire to commit suicide to spare themselves from this pain. This was more frightening than being bitten by a viper in the throat during one’s slumber.

“There’s no surviving this!” One desolate god shouted.

“For certain.” The crowd shared the same sentiment.