Chapter 843: Chapter 843

Just as Shimo was diving down at full speed, he suddenly froze in mid-air.

On the Sky Clan's side, the once-composed Heavenly Emperor Ethereal and the other top-tier experts couldn't hold back their curses.

It was over. Of the three participants from the Sky Clan—Mo Xu, Long Li, and You Xu—not a single one made it out alive.

Despite being one of the Sovereign Races, they hadn't even qualified for the knockout rounds.

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Looking at the current situation... the semifinals probably wouldn't even happen. Still, for the Sky Clan, this kind of crushing defeat was a first in the entire history of the Ten Thousand Tribes Dominion War.

Just moments ago, Tyrant Wu Jin had still been wavering, unsure whether to join Shimo and the others in attacking Li Pin. But now, he drew a sharp breath. That fast? Two Tyrants, each terrifyingly powerful, wiped out just like that?

The moment Li Pin killed You Xu and defeated Scorching Flame, Wu Jin, the Chaos Clan's strongest trump card, had no choice but to admit: Li Pin was stronger.

But what shocked him most wasn't just Li Pin's strength, but the sheer, brutal way that strength was unleashed.

Sure, it was common for Tyrants to have overwhelming offense but weak defense once they pushed past their limits. Still, this kind of killing efficiency felt unreal. With this kind of power, forget ordinary Tyrants, even those hailed as elites among their races wouldn't last more than a few moves. They'd be cut down on the spot.

Right then, of the thirteen Tyrants diving down, six suddenly halted in midair, then turned and fled toward the Supreme Pillar at full speed. Long Li, the first to strike, was naturally not among them. He was already dead.

They had long been prepared for the possibility of death, but that didn't mean they'd throw their lives away when there wasn't even the faintest chance of victory.

They weren't like the Human Race, overflowing with powerful individuals. For them, reaching the Tyrant Realm within a single epoch was nearly unheard of. Even reaching the Cosmic Radiance Realm within that time, while mastering Tyrant-level killing techniques, was enough to earn the title of a supreme prodigy.

"Come on! Bring it on!" Li Pin abruptly put away the Cosmic Genesis Chart and released all the Tyrants trapped inside. "All of you! Attack me together!"

The Tyrants, just freed and completely unaware of what had just happened outside, immediately roared in fury. After being confined in a Sovereign Divine Weapon, they were burning with the need to vent their rage.

"Li Pin, you've lost your mind!"

But the Heavenly Emperors from their factions, who had already realized what was happening, shot to their feet and sent out urgent warnings.

"You idiots, run! Get out of there! Now!"

Their warning was met with a flash of sword light that tore through space itself. It was the Ruoxi Sword.

A Tyrant powerful enough to rank around the eighty-fifth or eighty-sixth steps on the Supreme Ladder had just begun to unleash his most devastating move when he caught a glimpse of fear in the eyes of another Tyrant nearby.

It was a look he recognized. He had seen it not long ago while watching others fall.

His face paled instantly. But before that fear could fully take hold, he saw a trace of sword light sweep past another Tyrant.

That elusive, almost impossible-to-defend strike made something click in his mind.

That realization... became the last ripple of thought he ever had in this world.

"Spatial power!? He's mastered spatial power!?"

"How is that possible!? Just moments ago, he hadn't shown any signs of using spatial techniques. How did he break through to the Sacred Monarch Realm so fast!?"

"How long were we trapped inside that Sovereign Divine Weapon? Ten years? Thirty? A hundred!? Why is the preliminary round still not over!?"

The Tyrants who had once sided with Bloodslaughter were now gripped by a fear they couldn't even put into words. Some, warned just in time by their own Heavenly Emperors, shot into the sky in a blind panic.

It wasn't until they'd escaped the battlefield that they realized. Bloodslaughter... is gone? Long Li, the Sky Clan's ace, has vanished too.

Only Scorching Flame, the one everyone thought would survive no matter what, was still alive, but... what was that terrifying Eternal Oblivion Force radiating from him? It was so overwhelming, it dragged down his power by a full tier!

With that kind of burden, how could he possibly fight the Sky Clan's Sacred Monarch, You Xu?

Wait. Where's You Xu? The one second only to Scorching Flame among the Sky Clan's younger generation?

Just as the Tyrant stood frozen in shock, the voice of his Heavenly Emperor echoed urgently in his ears once more, "Run! Get to the Supreme Pillar—NOW!"

"Grand Patriarch... Weren't we just teaming up with the Divine Race and the Sky Clan to kill Li Pin? Where did everyone go? And that Sovereign Divine Weapon. It had the power to warp time perception, right? We thought we were only trapped for a short while, but in reality, several stellar years have already passed?"

"They're all dead," the Heavenly Emperor responded.

The Tyrant had already feared this, but hearing it confirmed by his own Grand Patriarch still hit like a thunderclap. His mind went blank, buzzing with shock. You Xu, the Sky Clan's Sacred Monarch... dead!?

It was one thing if a Tyrant had slipped up in battle and gotten killed, but a Sacred Monarch?

That wasn't just any Sacred Monarch, too! It was one from the Sky Clan! How could someone like that die... just ?

"This generation of the Human Race... has given rise to a true monster. A peerless anomaly strong enough to sweep through all the races."

The Heavenly Emperor's voice was heavy, weighed down by something indescribable. "Run. Get to the Supreme Pillar as fast as you can and end the preliminaries. That's your only chance of survival.

"Once the knockout round begins, don't even think about coming back for revenge... This tournament... is already over. There's only one winner this time—Humanity."

The Tyrant felt his thoughts grind to a halt, like his mind had frozen. "Wipe out all the races...? But... this is the Overlord Competition..."

He lowered his gaze and saw a human figure tearing through the battlefield below. One by one, the Tyrants fell. It didn't matter whether they wielded terrifying ultimate techniques or were just ordinary Tyrants. None of them stood a chance. Under that eerie sword technique, laced with the power of time and space, there was no difference.

One strike, one kill. No one could stop him. No one could escape.

This... this was what it truly meant to sweep through all the races.

The Tyrant remembered the days when he, too, had dreamed.

If only I could break through to the Sacred Monarch Realm... could I become that invincible figure on the battlefield, forcing all life to kneel before me?

One man, one sword—unrivaled.

Now, that vision had come to life before his eyes. But the difference was... he wasn't the one holding the sword. He was just one of the myriad clans being swept away.

"How could this happen...? I was supposed to be the center of attention of this year's Overlord Tournament...."

Having finally caught his breath, the Scorching Flame stared at Li Pin as he rampaged across the Weeping Emperor Battlefield. His eyes burned with unwillingness. I am the one who should've been sweeping through the myriad races. It was supposed to be me!

Just then, Heavenly Emperor Ashura's voice echoed in his mind.

"Scorching Flame! Run! Head for the Supreme Pillar now! It's your only shot at staying alive!"

"That's perfectly normal," Heavenly Emperor Ashura replied. "If our race had a Supreme Seed who reached the Sacred Monarch Realm in just three hundred years, we'd do everything we could to protect him, too.

"Just like how you're carrying two Sovereign and one Supreme-grade one. But the humans went even further. They gave him one Transcendent, one Supreme, and two Sovereign Divine Weapons."

At that, a deep surge of envy rose in Heavenly Emperor Ashura's voice. I'm a Heavenly Emperor, yet I don't even have a single Transcendent weapon. But that human... not only does he possess a Supreme Divine Weapon, he even has a Transcendent one too!?

"Run! There's no hope left!" He let out a bitter sigh. "Now that he's become a Sacred Monarch, nothing in this tournament can stop him. He's already the Cosmic Overlord of this generation. You're all finished. Run while you still can!

"Li Pin... now at the Sacred Monarch Realm... is unstoppable."

Scorching Flame heard Heavenly Emperor Ashura's words and was overwhelmed with regret. Too late! Far too late!

Seeing that Scorching Flame still hesitated, eyes filled with unwillingness and indecision, Heavenly Emperor Ashura suddenly bellowed, "Why are you still standing there!? Run!"

That shout snapped Scorching Flame out of his daze. As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. Losing once wasn't a disgrace. A true man knew when to bend and when to rise again.

One day, he would reclaim all the honor he'd lost, bit by bit, with his own hands.

With that thought, Scorching Flame soared into the air.

He was already burdened by the Eternal Oblivion Force, which significantly weakened him. But as a Sacred Monarch, his full-speed movement still far surpassed that of the other Tyrants. In a flash, he overtook one Tyrant after another.

Even the Demon Race's expert, Tian Sha, who had rushed to support him, was quickly left behind.

And that's when things got worse.

The moment Scorching Flame moved, Li Pin, who had been slaughtering other Tyrants, immediately shifted his gaze in Scorching Flame's direction.

Judging by their positions, it would take some effort for Li Pin to catch up to Scorching Flame. But Tian Sha, who happened to be directly in his path, was well within reach.

At that moment, the Demon Race's ace exploded in fury. "Scorching Flame! When You Xu said Li Pin was using their pressure to comprehend space and advance to the Sacred Monarch Realm, what did you say?

"You called him trash! But now... you're running too? At least that so-called trash fought Li Pin to the bitter end. And you? You don't even have the courage to fight anymore!? You're worse than trash!"