The massive power might directly cause the land of Chuyun to sink.

At this moment, on the spacious and flat mountaintop, snow-covered land, Ye Qingzhou sat cross-legged on a cold rock, surrounded by five Divine Weapons orbiting around him like satellites.

"Finally here, you're really slow."

"Ye Qingzhou!"

The Chuyun Three Saints were about to grind their teeth to dust.

The man before them was utterly shameless, choosing this place as the battlefield, blatantly gambling with the fate of all Chuyun.

"Now, it's your turn to hesitate like a rat."

Ye Qingzhou coldly laughed, looking at the Chuyun Three Saints, and the following Divine Eagle Michael and Baekje Arrow Saint Li Zaijun.

Faced with threats, he chose to overturn the table directly, and the land of Chuyun was that table.

"Ye Qingzhou, do you know what consequences will follow if Endless Mountain is detonated?"

"Yes, Chuyun might perish because of it, and even Dongji Kingdom could be affected, with temperatures dropping by two or three degrees. But what does that have to do with me?"

Ye Qingzhou arrogantly provoked: "Want to kill me, how could it not come without a cost?"

"You!"

"Enough, hurry up and act."

Michael impatiently urged, giving a hostile glance to the Chuyun Three Saints: "Don't forget the covenant between my lord and your god, no matter the cost, this man must die."

No matter how many Chuyun people die, Michael didn't care. The Celestial Sword Bureau had only one goal—to slay Ye Qingzhou!

Zheng~

The Holy Sword Xuanyuan suddenly emitted a resonant sound, then clanged to block the 'Lightless Dark Arrow' from Li Zaijun, and the battle officially began.

The Chuyun Three Saints glared at Li Zaijun, silently cursing the Baekje people as despicable, but it was not the time to pursue such disputes, and could only grit their teeth and join the attack.

Li Zaijun secretly delighted, nocked an arrow, wishing the bigger this battle the better, and ultimately hoped the entire land of Chuyun would sink into the sea to feed the fish and shrimp.

"Divine Light Illumination!"

Abe Keiming chanted a spell, holding the Eight-Handed Mirror, beginning to draw on Amaterasu's divine power, radiating endless spiritual pressure in the dazzling divine light.

The scorching sunlight, carrying the power to boil oceans and burn mountains, pressed horizontally forward.

Ye Qingzhou felt his heart sink, his spirit and will suddenly seemed to have turned into Sunx Monkey pressed under Five Finger Mountain, unable to move.

"Good opportunity!"

Fubu Qianjun immediately formed a spell and cast it, the divine light of the Eight-Footed Jade Hook on his chest glistening, releasing massive amounts of Primordial Qi, amplifying his ninjutsu several times over.

Rumble~

The ground beneath surged, like an Earth Dragon turning over.

Fubu Qianjun used the power of the earth to perform the Rock Escape Technique, trying to bury Ye Qingzhou here completely.

Rock Escape, Mountain Storm Fury!

The hard mountain rocks transformed into flowing waves, sweeping in from all directions, the mighty gravity turning into invisible shackles, holding Ye Qingzhou's figure in place, making him unable to fly and avoid the Rock Escape attack.

And Nangugu Xinyou wasn't idle either, as the last Sword Saint of Chuyun, he gripped the Heavenly Cloud Sword, eyes locked on Ye Qingzhou, constantly accumulating strength, ready to slash the decisive strike when the moment came.

The Three Saints cooperated seamlessly, their moves were lethal, not hesitating because of Endless Mountain beneath their feet.

After all, compared to the lives of mortals, they who had sworn to serve the gods for life cared more for the divine will.

For the gods, the entire land of Chuyun was a sacrificeable object.

Rumble—

The rock waves thundered down, transforming into raging waves crashing onto Ye Qingzhou's body, and the Amaterasu Divine Light above further shook his spirit and will.

Then, the Heavenly Cloud Sword unleashed a fatal strike!

"Dance, Dragon Abyss."

Ye Qingzhou remained seated, at this moment, an imposing aura like a mountain emanated from him.

And in response to the command, Emperor's Sword Longyuan let out a clear Dragon's Roar and elegantly danced, the sword turning into a graceful black Divine Dragon, its slender form dignified yet flexible, filled with power.

An invisible force transformed into torrents and vortexes, unexpectedly blocking the coordinated strike of the Chuyun Three Saints.

"Ah!!!"

The Chuyun Three Saints screamed in unison, Abe Keiming was slashed by the sword qi of the Heavenly Cloud Sword, with hideous sword marks appearing on his body, blood spilling into the sky.

Fubu Qianjun was intimidated by the Amaterasu Divine Light, his spirit disordered, causing his own ninjutsu to backfire, incinerating his organs.

Nangugu Xinyou, holding the Heavenly Cloud Sword, didn't fare much better, colliding head-on with the Rock Escape Mountain Storm Fury, breaking several bones, flying hundreds of meters away, his body was driven into the ground.

The fierce battle triggered avalanches and earthquakes, within a hundred-mile radius, countless Chuyun people shivered, some even knelt, praying for divine protection.

The battles of Martial Saint Strong Persons, even a simple gesture was earth-shattering, unleashing terrifying powers akin to a natural disaster.

"Military strategy is like water, impermanence of the sword, what do you think of this move?"

Ye Qingzhou remained unmoving, using only one move of Divine Weapon Emperor Wu to repel the Chuyun Three Saints, the difference between the two sides instantly evident.

"Impossible, how can you have such strength?"

Fubu Qianjun performed Water Escape to heal his injuries, looking at Ye Qingzhou with disbelief.

Both being Martial Saints, both wielding Divine Weapons, and performing Divine Weapon Emperor Wu, how could the opponent fight three at once, and win so easily?

However, Nangugu Xinyou saw a hint, after all, he was the oldest, with the richest battle experience, and deepest understanding of Sword Dao.

Nangugu Xinyou climbed out of the pit created by the impact, quickly adjusted his condition, and used Thought Transmitting Sound to remind the others: "Be careful, there's something strange about his Mental Imagery, that move Sword of Impermanence can leverage and redirect our attacks, it's unrivaled in mass battles."

No denying, Nangugu Xinyou, the Chuyun Sword Saint, had sharp insight, just one encounter, he saw through seventy to eighty percent of Ye Qingzhou's move Myriad Transformation Instability.

"So this is your Divine Weapon Emperor Wu?"

Divine Eagle Michael looked at Ye Qingzhou with eyes full of praise and amazement: "This Martial Technique, amazingly, isn't recorded in the Net of All Causes, seems like it's your own realization."

"Sort of."

Ye Qingzhou accepted calmly. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Myriad Transformation Instability was evolved by Emperor's Sword Longyuan during the Seven Saints Godslaying War, absorbing Winged Dragon's power, and combined with Ye Qingzhou's understanding of the Path of Water, embodying the Secret Technique of military strategy as water, and the essence of endless life evolution.

The characteristic of this move is "impermanence," no fixed technique, entirely leveraging force, achieving the effect of using minimal effort to move great force.

Myriad Transformation Instability can even transform the Power of Mental Imagery of Martial Saints, borrowing their "force."

"Such an excellent talent, a pity not born in my Western Pole Kingdom, so more reason not to let you live."

Michael showed remorse, yet acted ruthlessly: "Round battle, wear down his spirit, destroy his soul and will!"

Clearly targeting Ye Qingzhou's Mental Imagery characteristic.

The dazzling light stinging Ye Qingzhou's eyes, as he slightly squinted, the punch shadow silently arrived.

No!

Not silent!

But rather this punch reached sixty times sound speed, the sound couldn't catch up with the fist's speed!

What Ye Qingzhou saw was pure extreme violence, like a hundred-meter giant wielding an iron fist, destroying cities, breaking mountains.

The powerful Fist Gang capable of tearing most of Blue Star's matter apart, even the hardest diamond seemed fragile as a wafer under this punch.

"Burn, Flame Emperor."

Ye Qingzhou stood solemnly, facing Michael's earth-shattering punch, he boldly wielded his sword.

Flame Emperor Sword burst with red glow, followed by nine Fire Dragons soaring into the sky.

Nine Dragons Divine Fire Heart Image!

Nine Great Divine Flames transformed into nine Fire Dragons, now manifesting, exhibiting the power to scorch skies and extinguish earth.

Sword Gang and Fist Gang clashed remarkably, the impact of fire and light shook the entire Endless Mountain again, its power even surpassing the previous attack by the Three Saints.