Chapter 602 356: Decisive Battle 3

Like the Yao Yang Human King, these two also had a golden sun insignia between their brows, though theirs was not as brilliant.

"Hurry up and slaughter these mongrels. Don't let this delay the transition between day and night."

The Thunder Dragon Venerable, understanding his priorities, instructed the three Demon Generals.

"Yes!"

"As for the rest of you… I will deal with you myself."

The Thunder Dragon Venerable scanned the area, searching for any sign of Lu Mingyuan and the others.

But he found no sign of them. Since that was the case, he decided to stop searching and head to the base of the Divine Altar to stand guard, lest someone launch a surprise attack on their stronghold.

"ROAR!"

Just then, an earth-shattering dragon's roar resounded.

The dense black fog parted, and a Golden Divine Dragon hundreds of miles long swooped down from the sky. It landed on a Flying Ship of the Evil God Army, slaughtering the Celestial Soldiers stationed there.

When the Golden Light receded, the Golden Dragon transformed into an exceptionally handsome young man. He had a cascade of long, golden hair, golden pupils, and a pair of dragon horns on his forehead that looked as if they were forged from divine metal. Countless wisps of Dragon Qi coiled around his body, manifesting as miniature golden dragons that danced and spiraled about him.

"Thunder Dragon Venerable, how about we fight for another three hundred rounds?"

The golden-horned man unleashed a fearsome glare, his eyes locked on the Thunder Dragon Venerable.

At the same time, terrifying auras erupted from the camp of The Awakened—from the Yao Yang Tribe, the Beidou Tribe, and the Giant Spirit Race—rising to challenge the Evil God Army.

Clearly, the Female Imperial Tutor, Yu Xuanji, had already assigned warriors to counter specific tiers of enemy powerhouses.

The member of The Awakened confronting the Thunder Dragon Venerable was named Crown Prince Ao Jin.

Crown Prince Ao Jin's true form was that of a Five-Clawed Golden Dragon of the Divine Dragon Race. He was the number one prodigy of the Demon Race during the Middle Ages, possessing the Dragon Race's strongest bloodline and Flesh Body, and was considered perfect in every aspect.

Only he could face the Thunder Dragon Venerable in direct combat.

The Thunder Dragon Venerable had ascended to divinity long ago, following Abandoned Heaven to attain the rank of a Divine Being. In terms of seniority, he was naturally superior.

Crown Prince Ao Jin was a formidable talent of the younger generation. If the War of Ascension had not begun, he would have eventually become an existence no less powerful than the Thunder Dragon Venerable.

Therefore, not even the Thunder Dragon Venerable would underestimate him.

「Meanwhile.」

On another front, Lu Mingyuan followed Yu Xuanji as she led the remaining powerhouses to the base of the Divine Altar.

'So this is the Divine Altar?'

Lu Mingyuan hovered in the void beneath it, feeling an incredibly dense Power of Darkness emanating from the Array inscriptions below.

The Power of Darkness pulsed, and a somewhat slender figure slowly materialized.

Outwardly, he looked no different from an ordinary member of the Human Race. What was most striking, however, was his pair of black eyes. They were deep and ancient, like two black holes ready to swallow everything whole.

"The avatar of the Night Shadow Emperor, the Son of Night and Shadow. He actually managed to send his avatar through the World Origin within the spatial rift."

Yu Xuanji's gaze locked onto this man, her expression grave.

In her eyes, the Night Shadow Emperor was the very embodiment of absolute darkness. He commanded the night itself and was unfathomably powerful.

Even a single one of his avatars could annihilate every expert in the Fourteenth Realm.

"You are all indeed clever, having exhausted every possible method. But this is where it ends. The World Origin can only belong to this Emperor."

The Son of Night and Shadow said, his tone utterly indifferent.

He had sacrificed a thousand years of his Dao Practice to send this avatar in advance, all to prevent anyone from obstructing the ritual at the Divine Altar.

"Leave this to me."

Lu Mingyuan stepped forward, positioning himself in front of the Female Imperial Tutor. He drew the Divine Blade Zhu Xie from his waist, his presence every bit as powerful as the so-called Night Shadow Emperor's.

...