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    Translator:  Ashish

    Translation Checker: Silvain

     

    “So… I can’t hold it back anymore, huh?” Sighing to herself, Nine Tails prepared to switch to another tactic.

     

    Well, there was nothing that could be done about it; defense had never been her speciality.

     

    If she couldn’t endure it head-on, then naturally, she had to find another way, like using Sealing Arts to seal the world.

     

    However, just as that notion crossed her mind, a deep and resonant voice suddenly echoed in her ear, “Elder Sister, let me handle this…”

     

    As the words fell, a gust of wind howled through the air, and the next moment…

     

    *Booooom…* Accompanied by a terrifying boom, a massive figure, towering like a mountain, charged straight at the rampaging giant crimson ape.

     

    It was Sarcosuchus, ranked fourth among the Ten Divine Beasts, who specialized in physical strength.

     

    Now, upon seeing Dark King’s berserk form, how could Sarcosuchus not feel eager to test himself?

     

    *Roooooaar…* With a majestic draconic roar, his entire body erupted with dazzling golden might.

     

    It was Sarcosuchus’ Minor Divine Ability, the Indestructible Vajrapani, which had clearly reached Intermediate-Stage.

     

    His entire form now radiated a metallic sheen, like living gold.

     

    *Boooooom…* Another thunderous crash reverberated through the skies, sending fearsome tremors through the ground.

     

    Looking up, at the heart of the battlefield, one could see two fearsome creatures clashing.

     

    Every time they clashed, earth-shattering roars echoed across the skies.

     

    Frightening shockwaves rippled outward, wave after wave, like stormy seas crashing in every direction.

     

    And witnessing those devastating aftershocks, not just Tier-4s or Tier-5s, even the powerful Nine Tails and Ling Er, couldn’t help but have their eyes narrow in shock and alarm.

     

    Because this was purely a physical clash, a brutal showdown of raw strength.

     

    Tier-6 could already be considered a mythical level, and now, within the Realm of Vitality, two of the most powerful Tier-6s were engaged in a deadly brawl unlike any other.

     

    [Hmm… these two might be even more terrifying than I imagined…] silently praising in his heart, Yu Zi Yu found himself unusually focused, watching this rare spectacle unfold.

     

    After all, Dark King was currently in a rare state of mindless frenzy.

     

    And Sarcosuchus? He was known for being cold and merciless.

     

    With both of them in such a state, neither would hold back.

     

    As for accidents or injuries, there was little need for concern. At their level, even a pierced heart could heal in moments, and besides, Yu Zi Yu was present.

     

    While he might not yet be able to resurrect others with ease, restoring flesh and reviving the near-dead in the short term was well within his capabilities.

     

    Thinking this, Yu Zi Yu glanced toward Nine Tails and Ling Er, who looked ready to intervene.

     

    “Let them fight. It’ll help them vent. Besides, I want to see just how powerful the two of them really are.”

     

    “Yes, Master.” With that unified response, Nine Tails and Ling Er slowly retreated to the sidelines.

     

     

    And just as Yu Zi Yu had awakened from his slumber and observed this battle, a tremor shook one of the oldest powers in existence.

     

    *Roooooaar…* A sorrowful roar, like a Dragon’s lament, echoed across the Heavens, as golden clouds emerged high above.

     

    However, if one looked closer, they would notice that one corner of those golden clouds had abruptly torn away.

     

    “What happened?”

     

    “What’s going on!?”

     

    Cries of alarm rang out one after another, and from that ancient Force, countless beams of light shot into the skies.

     

    Among them, several of the streaks of light blazed like scorching Suns too radiant to look at directly.

     

    “What’s this…” A startled murmur escaped from a white-bearded figure, whose expression abruptly changed.

     

    Because at that very moment, he had discovered the reason behind the mournful cry of the Dragon of Fate.

     

    But before he could say anything, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear, “Old Xing, why did the Dragon of Fate suddenly cry out? And just now, I too felt a jolt in my heart… like something ominous has happened.”

     

    Hearing this inquiry, and sensing the many eyes turning toward him, this figure, Old Xing, exhaled deeply…Then he directly stated, “Someone has forcibly seized our Heavenly Court’s Fate…”

     

    “Seized our Fate!?” Someone cried out in alarm, and a look of shock appeared on everyone’s face.

     

    Simply because Fate, though its elusive and enigmatic nature, was of the utmost importance.

     

    And now, someone had stolen it?

     

    And not just anyone’s Fate, but that of the Heavenly Court?

     

    “Do they truly think the Heavenly Court has no one left!?” With an outraged roar, the long-renowned Crimson Emperor, clad in yellow robes, raged.

     

    “You speak as if the Heavenly Court did still have anyone of worth,” came a sudden, snide retort from a nearby figure.

     

    This was Azure Emperor, one of the Five Emperors of the Heavenly Court and his rivalry with Crimson Emperor was infamous.

     

    All of it stemmed from one event: the Tier-6 Crimson Emperor had once been defeated by the Heaven-Shaking Divine Ant, who was only Tier-5 at the time bringing great shame upon the Heavenly Court.

     

    And instead of reflecting on his failure, Crimson Emperor evaded responsibility again and again, which only fueled Azure Emperor’s frustration and growing disdain.

     

    Eventually, their feud deepened to the point where even their followers engaged in open and covert conflict.

     

    And now, Azure Emperor simply seized the moment to mock Crimson Emperor’s earlier words.

     

    However, at this moment, noticing the confused gazes around him, he felt the need to clarify.

     

    With a cold snort, Azure Emperor justified himself, “For the past hundred years, the world has spoken only of the Demon Court, forgetting the name of the Heavenly Court. Isn’t that evidence enough? If we still had true power, would we have fallen to such a pitiful state, hunted everywhere, forced to flee, avoiding the entire galaxy at the mere approach of the Demon Court?”

     

    Azure Emperor was not the one to get this agitated; his bitterness was quite apparent.

     

    After all, they were the Heavenly Court, the absolute overlords of the last era.

     

    And now? They had fallen to such disgrace.

     

     

    At those words, many of the gathered figures couldn’t help but fall silent.

     

    And indeed, if the Heavenly Court truly had strength, things would not have come to this.

     

    The Azure Emperor wasn’t wrong.

     

    The truth stood right before them and even Crimson Emperor had no words to refute it.

     

    Just then, sensing the heavy atmosphere, Black Emperor took the initiative to change the subject, “What matters most now… is to find out who has seized the Fate of the Heavenly Court.”

     

    Saying so, Black Emperor turned toward Old Xing and asked, “Old Xing, can you identify who did this?”

     

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