Chapter 555: Local Decisive Battle Beyond the Domain

"Hey, Blondie from the Heaven-Devouring Race, get over here!" Ouyang Feng challenged Luo Yi, the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race. He was still in his frog form, covered in golden markings, standing upright, with a wide grin and a bulging frog belly.

Luo Yi's expression darkened. His long golden hair made him look very heroic, but he was called "Blondie" by that large-mouthed frog?

His gaze was icy, filled with killing intent. Moreover, his capable subordinate, Yin Bo, had been captured, and two others had been killed. All this put him in a very foul mood.

However, he prided himself on his status and didn't want to converse with a toad. He gave it a cold glance and ignored it, looking instead at the ten decaying warships.

He felt these were the greatest threat.

Ouyang Feng was ignored and immediately became displeased. He said, "Blondie, don't you see I'm educating you?"

To be challenged so brazenly, Luo Yi's face was extremely cold. He was from the Heaven-Devouring Race; how dared a mere frog contend with him?

"You think you're worthy?!" Luo Yi's voice was sharp and cold, his eyes like icy springs in deep winter.

"Dare to say that again and see? This king will beat you so hard your own father won't recognize you!" Ouyang Feng threatened.

Nearby, many people felt disoriented because it seemed unreal. Who would normally dare to confront a direct descendant of the Heaven-Devouring Race like this?

Such a thing was simply unimaginable.

"Who will go and kill him for me?" With a clang, Luo Yi drew a dazzling longsword, asking those around him who would be willing to take his battle sword and kill Ouyang Feng.

This was a display of confidence, and even more so, contempt. He was high and mighty; even at this crucial moment, he still bothered to ignore Ouyang Feng, unwilling to act personally, preferring to have his subordinates kill him.

Ouyang Feng was furious. The opponent actually treated him as a mere frog, not even considering him a divine beast. They were contemptuous and utterly disgusted by him.

At this moment, chaos erupted nearby, and the battle had begun. Countless undead creatures leaped from the ten great ships, charging forward. Horrifying sounds echoed one after another.

"Howls, roars, moos..."

"Kill!"

The battle erupted as the undead army charged towards hundreds of divine sons and saintesses at the Contemplation realm.

At the same time, in mid-air, the ten decaying warships hung like the sword of death, ready to unleash dark light at any moment and participate in the encirclement.

The destructive power of these decaying ships, which carried a scent of decay, was evident to all. Even Luo Yi's capable aide, the white-robed, green-haired man, had been obliterated, body and soul.

Kunlun was no longer peaceful; it had completely erupted into chaos, with battle cries shaking the heavens.

Ouyang Feng and the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race grew increasingly hostile, because Luo Yi had already handed his golden longsword to a young man, instructing him to kill the frog.

Meanwhile, Luo Yi, the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race, stood there, activating his war chariot, preparing to launch an offensive against the decaying ships.

The war chariot beneath his feet was no ordinary item. It had once accompanied a Saint on expeditions across the cosmos, crushing many life-bearing planets throughout the universe in its time, its power boundless.

Although it was now damaged, for an evolver of Luo Yi's level, it was still a precious treasure and a strategic weapon.

"Kill!"

Beside Luo Yi, a black-haired young man of medium build held his golden longsword. His arm glowed with a golden, flame-like radiance as he was about to strike, pressing towards Ouyang Feng.

"Who will kill him for me? This is a battle of soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals. I disdain to fight him myself," Ouyang Feng shouted. He looked around, estimating that apart from Chu Feng and the Yellow Ox, the Old Donkey and others were no match for the black-haired youth.

He then sighed dramatically, looking up at the sky, and said, "That bastard from the Heaven-Devouring Race always glows, does he really think he's the sun? But having a few lackeys constantly by his side really seems to elevate his status and prestige. I'll do that too in the future. Damn it, now I have to do it myself."

The frog rushed forward, landing on two legs. Its pair of forelimbs were as agile as human arms. Gripping a chilling black long saber, he said, "Blondie's lackey, Blackie, get over here!"

"Prepare to die!" The black-haired youth, radiating wisps of dark light and overflowing with killing intent, could no longer hold back and lunged forward.

In an instant, the two rushed towards each other. The golden longsword clashed with the black long saber, emitting dazzling divine radiance. At the same time, energy surged like crashing waves, extremely turbulent.

The surrounding mountains trembled. Had this not been Kunlun Mountain, any other place would surely have been destroyed.

Clang, clang, clang!

The two exchanged blows. Cold light dazzled, blades flashed blindingly, and sword energy surged. The battle was extremely fierce and terrifying.

As for the distance, the battle had long since begun. A group of divine sons and saintesses suffered terribly, caught in the undead army and under siege.

There were ten large ships in total, each carrying nearly three thousand undead creatures. Now, nearly twenty thousand of them had jumped down. Even if only some of them were at the Contemplation realm, it was still terrifying.

A human wave tactic; this was simply unsolvable.

It wasn't that no one wanted to escape. During the battle, some fled towards the outside of Kunlun Mountain, attempting to escape.

However, there were still ten large ships in mid-air. Grand Old Black, Northeast Tiger, Yellow Ox, Old Donkey, Chu Feng, and others stood on them, watching attentively.

With a boom!

A beam of dark light shot out. It was a concentrated energy beam fired by nearly a thousand undead creatures from one of the decaying ships. It instantly blasted a divine son attempting to escape to death!

This situation caused the expressions of the other divine sons and saintesses to change drastically. The ten decaying ships were all powerful killing machines, effectively blocking their retreat.

Especially considering that when all ten ships unreservedly blasted downwards, their side would surely suffer heavy casualties. How many could truly be fearless?

"Undying warships, artifacts from some legendary place of the demon race. Hmph, do you think they're unsolvable? It's not like a Saint's ship has arrived. I will break you!"

At this moment, the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race roared. He had already steered his war chariot into the high heavens. Around him were some of his most loyal and strongest followers, all standing on the arcane-gold chariot, activating it with him.

Boom!

Even though this war chariot had once been destroyed and merely forcibly pieced back together, it was still terrifying now, for it had once been a Saint's mount, erupting with light like a surging ocean of energy.

On the chariot's body, there were saber marks, arrow holes, and numerous cracks, all left from past battles. A Saint had once ridden it into the fray, and now residual arcane power flowed from it, emanating an aura of immortality.

"Kill!"

The Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race roared. His tall figure stood on the chariot, controlling it. It erupted with astonishing light, the chariot body filled with divine radiance, forming a light barrier to protect them. Then, it directly crashed towards one of the decaying ships.

Boom!

In the sky, dark light and golden light simultaneously surged, clashing against each other. Then, in an instant, the great ship and the war chariot met, colliding across space, engaging in an energy battle!

It was like a tsunami, as if the waters of the four seas had breached their dams, roaring in the high heavens, accompanied by endless dazzling light.

Bang, bang, bang...

In the first round of violent tremors, the decaying ship sustained some damage. Some undead creatures fell out amidst the turbulence.

It must be said, the Heaven-Devouring Race's damaged war chariot was terrifying. After all, it had once battled across the heavens, and still possessed some residual power from its past glory to unleash.

"If one isn't enough, then two, then three!"

The Grand Black Ox directly discarded the cigar from his mouth and powerfully waved a hand. Not two, nor three, but he finally commanded five ships to converge and blast towards the Heaven-Devouring Race's war chariot.

Instantly, dark light surged and golden radiance exploded in the area!

The sky was in chaos, energy surged, turning it into a zone of destruction.

Meanwhile, the battle on the ground grew even fiercer.

"Kill! Blackie, you infuriate me!"

Among them, the battle between Ouyang Feng and the black-haired youth was the most eye-catching. The frog was utterly enraged, because the young man's true form was actually a black swan.

The Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race had chosen this person to fight, giving him his golden longsword and telling the black-haired youth to kill Ouyang Feng, clearly to mock the frog.

Ouyang Feng understood that this was a provocation, telling him, "Does a toad wish to feast on swan meat?"

"If you were a female swan, I might just accept it, but you're a male! And you're cooperating with Blondie to provoke me? You deserve to die!"

Ouyang Feng went berserk, madly hacking with his black saber. Ultimately, he even unfurled his self-created peerless scroll, directly confronting the black swan race's divine son at the peak of the Contemplation realm.

This divine son had once seen Ouyang Feng's scroll. It was the "Divine Beasts and Auspicious Birds Worshipping the God-King" scroll, truly terrifying. He naturally went all out, using his own scroll and employing Contemplation-level techniques to fight the frog to the death.

"This king is invincible! Even if your realm is higher and you're prepared, you're no match for me! God-King Dominating Heaven Scroll!" Ouyang Feng roared.

Around him, the creatures in the scroll each rose and flew out. True Dragons swept their tails, Phoenixes cried out, Qilins gazed at the moon, and Taoties devoured the heavens...

At this moment, not just those on Kunlun Mountain, but even people in the starry sky were shocked. This was undoubtedly an invincible scroll, truly extraordinary!

Bang, bang, bang!

The black swan divine son unleashed all his techniques, yet he was still sent flying, spitting blood, his body cracking, clearly on the verge of collapse.

"Come here!" In the sky, the Heaven-Devouring Race Young God's war chariot, already passive and tottering, now directly dived down to rescue the black swan divine son, unwilling to let him fall.

"Where do you think you're going!" roared the Northeast Tiger. Meanwhile, the Yellow Ox blew into a snow-white conch shell. Instantly, five decaying ships surrounded, chased, and attacked the war chariot.

Clang, clang, clang...

The war chariot jolted violently, nearly overturning from the impacts.

With a whoosh, the black-haired youth was forcefully pulled close to the war chariot by the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race. But at this moment, the frog had also nearly caught up, with various divine and auspicious birds flying around him, all pouncing forward together.

"Show mercy!" The one who shouted this was the Grand Black Ox, making Ouyang Feng almost think he had misheard.

The Grand Black Ox explained, "Did you feel that? He's very strong, one of the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race's right-hand men. He'll be very valuable! Capture him alive and sell him later!"

However, these words came a bit too late. After Ouyang Feng's scroll unfurled, it was incredibly domineering. With a "thud," it swept off one of the black swan divine son's arms, making him scream in agony.

Nevertheless, this person ultimately escaped death.

The Grand Black Ox said, "Don't worry, none of them will escape. They're all meat in the pot now; they'll all be sold. Don't just kill them indiscriminately!"

"You're asking for death!" The Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race was enraged. His golden hair stood on end, his pupils were as sharp as blades, and his roar shook heaven and earth.

In this area, Kunlun Mountain itself was shaking and rumbling.

At this point, on the ground, the situation for the over two hundred divine sons and saintesses at the Contemplation realm was extremely grim and dire. Some had already been captured alive, falling into enemy hands.

Moreover, these people were being dispersed. They were surrounded individually by groups of undead creatures, hunted in isolation, prevented from gathering.

The situation was extremely chaotic!

In mid-air, the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race glowed with golden light, more brilliant than the sun. His voice shook this heaven and earth as he declared, "Who dares to fight me?!"

Chu Feng was the first to step forward, having waited for this moment for a long time!

However, Ouyang Feng was not slow either, shouting, "I'll kill you!"

But what was most eye-catching was a child. He looked about five or six years old, with a full head of golden hair, blinking big eyes with long lashes, incredibly beautiful. His voice slightly childish, he said, "I will!"

And this child had already moved, soaring into the air, wanting to fight Luo Yi to the death!

Not to mention the divine sons and saintesses on Kunlun Mountain, even people of various races in the starry sky were stunned. A child, about to face the Young God of the Heaven-Devouring Race?!