As soon as the words fell, chaos erupted on the scene. Hundreds of Divine Domain experts from The Second World all charged toward the less than ten enemies.

This was a completely overwhelming power comparison, hundreds against less than ten, with no chance for any variation.

"Ancestor, save us!" The few Light Clan’s False Gods cried out in despair, the light on their bodies flickering dramatically like signal lamps, calling for the "Light Source," the Creator Ancestral Spirit.

But there was no response from Light Source; it had been obstructed halfway by Sagittarius Constellation and showed no other activity.

Soon, the overwhelming glow of attacks engulfed those few from the Light Clan.

On the other side, the remnants of the Barbarian God Cult also suffered attacks from dozens of Divine Domain experts, unable to stir up any waves.

The three Supreme Dragon Emperors, leaders of the three Great War Clans, and the Lord of the Dark Night, all these Mortal God avatars, clashed against the Demi Ancestral Spirit, Feng Angju.

Huang Yi, Kid, Thunder God, the Giant Bear, and a group of super-first masters were up against the second strongest, Xuanwu Xiong.

"Boom!" Kid harnessed the power of Mother Earth, making the ground beneath Xuanwu Xiong sprout tender shoots that quickly transformed into thick vines, snaking toward him.

"Crack!" The Pope and Thunder God simultaneously struck with massive thunder and lightning, intertwining to form a gigantic, furious bolt aimed at Xuanwu Xiong.

Huang Yi flapped the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings, instantly appearing behind Xuanwu Xiong, raising the Slaughter Blade and hacking down fiercely.

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At this moment, Xuanwu Xiong faced the onslaught of dozens of Divine Domain experts, seemingly on the verge of being crushed to dust.

"You can’t kill me!" Xuanwu Xiong smirked faintly, his finger trembling as he took out a brilliant crystal from his storage ring.

The crystal was a pale red, with a viscous pale red liquid flowing inside, emitting the purest and most translucent radiance as if it could only be revered by all beings, untouchable.

The moment the crystal was taken out, it unleashed an ocean of Divine Power, all surging into Xuanwu Xiong’s body.

Xuanwu Xiong radiated an incredibly dazzling light, with endless red Divine Power gushing forth like a rising blazing sun.

When the attacks from dozens of Divine Domain experts fell on him, they were all blocked by an immovable force, unable to inflict any substantial damage to Xuanwu Xiong.

"A broken Divinity!" Huang Yi recognized Xuanwu Xiong’s crystal, his face grave.

A broken Divinity is extraordinarily powerful, containing the residual strength of a god, far surpassing ordinary treasures of the Mortal Realm.

After killing the Harbinger of Doomsday, he obtained a broken Divinity, which he fully refined not long ago, gaining the Void God Battle Body. Otherwise, as a mere demigod, he couldn’t possibly possess such formidable strength.

Xuanwu Xiong now took out this broken Divinity, clearly intending to ascend, escaping this deadly situation.

He was already at the critical point of Divine Enthronement, but without a suitable environment for it now, he could only use this broken Divinity to ensure his ascension succeeded.

Soon, the broken Divinity fully melted, and the vast, surging Divine Power madly poured into Xuanwu Xiong, the endless red light drowning this starry sky.

Xuanwu Xiong emitted a furious energy, sweeping in all directions, causing space to tremble and the starry sky to warp, as if the stars bowed before this power.

It was the supreme power when confronting a deity, the Power of Eternity, a force that looked down upon all living beings.

Everyone felt a tremor in their souls, quickly dispersing and flying away, staying far from Xuanwu Xiong.

"Boom~" Above Xuanwu Xiong, a hazy cloud appeared faintly, filled with lightning and thunder, exuding the majesty of the Heaven Realm, overlapping with the stars.

The cloud had no substance, and even if one flew to it, it couldn’t be found, as it came from the distant Heaven Realm, another dimension.

"Boom!" The Deification Thunder Tribulation began.

Red lightning bolts rained down from that cloud, carrying the majesty of the Heaven Realm, pouring over Xuanwu Xiong, engulfing a large area around him.

Fortunately, everyone had already retreated to a safe distance, or they would also have been affected by the Deification Thunder Tribulation.

Under the gaze of hundreds of Divine Domain experts, Xuanwu Xiong withstood the Deification Thunder Tribulation unharmed, without even moving an inch.

With the help of that broken Divinity, the Deification Thunder Tribulation was incapable of affecting him.

A series of increasingly violent lightning bolts were casually endured by him one by one, until he finally reached the last heavenly tribulation.

"Crack!" A gigantic white lightning bolt suddenly appeared, flashing the entire starry sky into a blinding whiteness, carrying the Heaven Realm’s final test, and struck Xuanwu Xiong’s body.

Xuanwu Xiong’s body trembled from the strike, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly released several hand seals, using the Mysterious Race’s mystic arcane spells to dissolve the remnants of the lightning’s power.

Thus, he easily endured all nine lightning bolts and successfully overcame the tribulation.

With the help of the broken divinity, overcoming the tribulation was as simple as eating and drinking water.

At this moment, the divine power’s red light on Xuanwu Xiong’s body suddenly left and rose into the vast star river, transforming into a vast and magnificent phenomenon, forming various breathtaking scenes.

"Clang clang clang!" Crisp bell sounds rang through the heavens and earth, spreading to the vast universe.

"Dong dong dong!" Deep drum sounds vibrated throughout the cosmos, spreading to the vast starry sky.

This was the sound of the morning bell and evening drum, which always appeared during divine enthronement, spreading to each world, announcing the birth of a new god sealer to the entire universe.

Xuanwu Xiong was enthroned outside of The Second World in space, not within The Second World’s domain, and thus not considered a god sealer of The Second World.

Soon, a supreme pulling force locked onto Xuanwu Xiong, forcibly dragging him towards the Heaven Realm.

"You all take your time playing." Xuanwu Xiong gave everyone a faint smile, wrapped in this irresistible force, ascending quickly into the dark clouds where the tribulation had previously appeared, and completely disappeared.

He went to the Heaven Realm, becoming a god sealer, able to establish a temple and dominate a region.

Left behind were only a few hundred gazing figures, despite their numbers, none of them could stop Xuanwu Xiong, as that broken divinity had essentially escorted him all the way to the Heaven Realm, unstoppable.

"God of Slaughter." At this moment, from the depths of the starry sky came the voice of the Creator Ancestral Spirit of the Mysterious Race, Mystic Lord. His battle with the War Master had just subsided, and now, noticing that the only one who participated in the battle, Xuanwu Xiong, had already been enthroned, he finally spoke: "We, the Mysterious Race, have no feud with The Second World. Xuanwu Xiong was merely sent by the Barbarian God to deal with The Second World, an individual’s act, unrelated to our Mysterious Race. We do not participate in your issues with the Demon Clan and the Barbarian God."

"Since this was Xuanwu Xiong’s individual action, why did you come out today? Now that you see Xuanwu Xiong slipping away smoothly, is that why you’re trying to withdraw?" Huang Yi retorted.

"The God of Slaughter speaks correctly! This old fellow Mystic Lord is the most cunning. I fell for his tricks back in the day, don’t trust him for a second." The War Master’s fiery voice echoed from the depths of the starry sky.

"Today, I did not harm any of you; I only dealt with the War Master. He and I had grudges long ago, and I appeared today purely for him, not to deal with you. We, the Mysterious Race, do not wish to feud with you, but if you insist on dealing with us, you will certainly pay a heavy price!" Mystic Lord’s voice grew slightly cold, with no intention of bargaining with Huang Yi.

"Don’t run! I haven’t had enough of the fight!" Suddenly, the War Master’s loud voice sounded, but it grew more distant, suggesting that Mystic Lord had already left, and he was pursuing him.

"God of Slaughter, what’s your plan for dealing with the Mysterious Race?" At this point, the previously exhausted Dao Feng flew out from The Second World and came beside Huang Yi. The situation had stabilized, and now he was out of danger.

Huang Yi pursed his lips and said, "Let’s leave them alone for now. After all, only Xuanwu Xiong directly participated in the battle this time, and Mystic Lord indeed did not harm any of us. Now, we have to deal with both the Demon Clan and the Barbarian God, and we cannot afford to make more enemies. Let’s wait until we’ve eliminated the Demon Clan before considering how to deal with the Mysterious Race."

"Agreed! I was thinking the same thing; it’s crucial to focus on the Demon Clan, fewer enemies the better." Dao Feng nodded, concurring with Huang Yi’s view.

"God of Slaughter, these Light Clan’s False God are already on their last breath, finish them off!" At this moment, a few War Clan’s Void God shouted loudly to Huang Yi from afar.

Everyone knew that Huang Yi needed the Void Gods’ souls to enhance the power of the Slaughter Blade, so after they had weakened these Void Gods to near death, they left it to Huang Yi to deliver the final blow.

"Thank you!" Huang Yi nodded, flapping the Sun-Chasing Dragon’s Wings to blink over, seeing those nearly-dead Light Clan’s False God.

They remained motionless, with only a faint glow left, like a flame about to extinguish, without even the strength for a self-destruct.

They had been calling the Light Source for help, but the Light Source remained silent, its actions unknown.

At this point, Huang Yi slightly lifted the Slaughter Blade, turning the blade towards them, and flew straight ahead.

"Swish~" The blade followed his flight path, swiftly slashing through each Light Clan’s False God, carving out fatal wounds, releasing their final traces of light.

When Huang Yi stopped, those Light Clan False Gods were completely extinguished. Their souls flew over one by one, like stars returning to their places, landing on the Slaughter Blade and rotating around it.

Now, the Slaughter Blade had gathered 14 Void God souls, grandly, with a swing, each Void God soul followed in sequence, as if all the stars were moving with it.

"God of Slaughter, are you satisfied now?" Suddenly, from the depths of the distant stars, the voice of the Light Source was heard.

He previously never responded to those Light Clan’s calls and now waited until Huang Yi killed them before speaking, obviously on purpose.

Huang Yi turned his head, looking towards the direction from which the Light Source’s voice came, loudly saying, "You’ve stayed silent for so long; you must have made up your mind by now."