Under the burning light of the Flame of Civilization, the primeval wilderness resurfaced, and countless powers crossed the bounds of time and space to descend. They transformed into fuel that blazed fiercely, forming an invisible force that enshrouded the colossal beast phantom.

Roar!

The beast, which had no soul to anchor it, but only the condensed imprint of ancient information, let out an enraged roar. It struggled frantically, yet it couldn't break free from the shackles of the Flame of Civilization.

Then, enormous golden roots reached out from the void, gathering beneath the feet of Mech No.1's phantom to form a golden lotus. The beast phantom, bound by the Chains of Civilization, continued to shrink, eventually settling beside the golden lotus and circling around No.1 towering phantom.

The Eternal Tree entwining the world, the ancient imprint-beast that was one with the world origin, and the Flame of Civilization born from the human race's fate...

Empowered by all three, No.1 threw back its head and roared toward the heavens. The spine that had been forced to bend under the crushing weight slowly straightened, lifting the entire world once more.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With the first stage of carrying the world complete, No.1's aura began to skyrocket madly as the endless tide of principle origin poured in. Its form swelled at a rapid pace—fifty thousand meters, one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand...

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Countless beings on the Forbidden Zone Battlefield also witnessed the event.

"We did it!" Heavenly King Jiuyou, his aura tattered from battle, showed wild joy on his face.

Heavenly King Xuanwu, clutching the severed head of a demon king in his hand, let out a great laugh. "Hahaha!We've blocked the second mythical surge!"

Heavenly King Xuanwu bellowed, "Kill, brothers! Once this battle is over, victory will be ours, and the next generation will never have to step onto the battlefield again!"

Heavenly King Zixiao let out a long howl. "Xuanwu is right! Brothers, slaughter the Purgatory Clan to the last. Once we do, humanity will have its footing in the mythical world for good!"

"Kill! Kill every last true demon!" Chen Wang roared.

It wasn't only the human powerhouses who bellowed into the heavens—the colossal beasts that had come to support them were even more eager than anyone else.

Zhulong, I had my eye on that demon king first!In the air, Ghidorah revealed its law domain's true form, thousands of meters long, as it roared in agitation.

In the darkness ahead, where day and night alternated, Zhulong, over ten thousand meters long in its dark form, slowly turned its head, rumbling in a deep growl. Clutched in its claws was the torn body of a peak-mythical-level demon king.

It rumbled in a deep growl,You were too slow.

High above the sky, the Silver Colossal Dragon, surrounded by black ice-crystal storms, roared in delight,Thorsafi, the great Saixitia is invincible! I've slain a demon god!

Mid-air, the Golden-Blue Colossal Dragon, which was locked in combat with a great demon king, rolled its eyes, then flared its wings. Its crystal-like scales blazed with brilliant light.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Thousands of powerful rainbow beams pierced the heavens and earth, obliterating everything within several thousand kilometers. Space shattered, and destruction swept in all directions.

"I refuse to accept this!" A cry of unwillingness rang through the world as a Blood Moon slowly emerged in the heavens and fell.

By now, the once dominant Purgatory Demon Clan was collapsing in defeat. Four more demon gods had fallen, and the rest were grievously wounded, their auras fading under the relentless siege. The demon kings and great demon kings had also suffered staggering losses.

As demon god and great demon king fell one after another, the remaining demon kings and great demon kings were filled with grief and rage. In the past, they had been the ones to slaughter and suppress other races and civilizations, leading vast armies to crush their foes with absolute force and leaving nothing alive.

Today, however, they were the ones being suppressed by a coalition of races that had once been their defeated prey. This reversal was something neither the demon kings nor the demon gods could easily accept.

Boom!

The principle-condensed world surrounding Beketivi collapsed under the domineering sweep of the Eight Desolations Halberd. He was torn into pieces, the violent force sweeping across a hundred thousand kilometers and obliterating everything in its path.

Standing amid the surging waves of destructive energy, Chen Chu gripped his halberd and gazed solemnly toward the horizon. Unlike the others, he knew that victory in this battle was not so easily won. The true deciding grounds lay beyond the forbidden zone, in the battlefield where two evenly matched late-stage true spirits clashed.

And can we really stop the second mythical surge?Chen Chu slowly raised his head, looking at the massive phantom holding up the sun in the sky.

Luo Fei's Sky-Supporting Project seemed flawless. Every step was within the plans of the Celestial King and the others, especially after contact with the Heavenly Feathered Race and transplanting the Eternal Tree's heart. After being repeated tens of millions of times in the celestial computer's simulations, the projected success rate had reached ninety percent. Yet Chen Chu couldn't shake the feeling that something was still missing.

Deep in thought, he withdrew his gaze and looked toward the distant Beketivi, who was reforming once again.

After having its body shattered by Chen Chu more than ten times in a row, Beketivi's aura had grown feeble, its realm even falling to the beginning stage of the ancient titan level. Its death was already inevitable.

Beketivi's face twisted into a pained smile. "Human, today's battle was not our fault. If not for the Primordial Ancestor's mutation, even if we couldn't match you, we could still have retreated intact."

"That's true." Chen Chu gave a faint nod. The other was, after all, a demon god. Chen Chu's tone remained calm, affording it a basic measure of respect.

His attitude made Beketivi pause; it had expected mockery. After a brief silence, it suddenly said, "In truth, your efforts are pointless."

Without waiting for Chen Chu to reply, Beketivi turned to gaze at the battlefield beyond the forbidden zone. "The Primordial Ancestor's strength is beyond your imagination. You think that by killing us, you've stopped it from absorbing our power, but in reality, you're doing nothing of consequence. It is the source of all Purgatory bloodlines. When all true demons fall, their power inevitably returns to it. This cannot be prevented. It cannot be stopped."

His words made Chen Chu's eyes narrow. So that was why the Primordial Ancestor hadn't tried to force its way past the Destructive Dragon Emperor to devour everyone; it didn't need to.

As if triggered by Beketivi's words, the Ancestor, locked in battle with the Dragon Emperor, roared. A far more terrifying aura erupted from its body.

Boom!

Invisible waves of principles swept across billions of kilometers. In an instant, all of the great demon kings, demon kings, and hundreds of millions of true demons that were locked in brutal battle with the Alliance froze where they stood.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Every true demon collapsed into nothing, exploding into vast clouds of blood mist that merged into the roiling black demonic domain and dyed the million-kilometer stretch of the forbidden zone's dark mist blood-red. In a heartbeat, only eight demon gods remained, all of them with weakened auras. The sudden turn of events left everyone stunned.

Beketivi let out a soft sigh. "Had you chosen to retreat at the start and destroy this forbidden zone, you might have been able to halt the Ancestor's advance with that true spirit beast on your side. Now it is too late. It's already grown stronger. We can no longer resist the pull of that summoning power..."

"No!"

"We are not willing!"

The remaining demon gods all showed madness and defiance, but under that invisible principle power, they exploded one after another into clouds of blood mist. As the true forms of every demon god disintegrated and merged into the dark demonic qi, the entire domain turned crimson, surging outward like countless writhing tentacles toward the edge of the forbidden zone.

"This is bad! Stop that qi!"

Roar!

Every divine king and ancient titan felt it too, letting out roars and howls of alarm, their immense principle power shaking time and space.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Brilliant sword light tore through the void, and the nine heads of a dragon spewed beams that exploded into molten flame over a hundred thousand kilometers wide, burning everything. Yet when these attacks struck the dark-red mist, it was like slashing water with a blade; no real harm was done.

In just a few breaths, the roiling dark-red mist surged out of the forbidden zone, blotting out the heavens as it merged into the Abyssal Demonic Domain millions of kilometers away.

Boom!

Far away, pillars of endless black light pierced the clouds, shaking the starry sky.

Within the blazing black demonic columns, the Primordial Ancestor emerged, swelling past three thousand kilometers. Its entire form was covered in black spikes and wreathed in boundless abyssal demonic qi.

Black principle chains condensed around it. Its feet stood upon hell itself, and behind it gathered an endless army of dark demonic phantoms. Among the tens of billions of phantoms, eighteen stood between ten thousand and one hundred thousand meters tall, radiating an aura no weaker than at their peak.

These were the real Purgatory True Demons. With the bloodline power of billions returned to it, the Ancestor had fully reached the peak of the true spirit level. Its demonic might blotted out the sky, plunging the entire world into darkness.

Even the battlefield, millions of kilometers away, was covered by the Ancestor's radiating principle power. Though the sky still held three suns and two moons, and the stars shone brilliantly, the sky was nonetheless shrouded in blackness.

The invisible pressure it exuded made the legs of all in the Alliance go weak. They trembled in fear, eyes filled with horror as they stared at the towering projection at the horizon.

The entire world became saturated with dark, bloody, greedy, and bloodthirsty wills, reaching the level of principles. Countless people's eyes turned red, murderous aura spreading as they slowly looked toward their own comrades. Even mythical kings and deities felt surges of killing intent, driven mad with the urge to tear apart everything in sight.

In the depths of the Demonic Domain, the Ancestor's aura swelled to an unprecedented vastness. The light of its principles was pitch-black as ink, yet it somehow gave off an illusion of brilliance.

The colossal Ancestor slowly lowered its head, gazing at the dark-red colossal beast standing at the center of the chaotic darkness. Its thunderous voice resounded through the world. "Thunder Fiery Dragon King, from this moment, our battle truly begins."

The Ancestor's six arms came together, the front pair pressing palm to palm while the other four formed distinct demonic seals. In the next instant, an unimaginably vast force erupted. From behind it, a gigantic arm, covered in black scales and thick black fur, reached out.

Beneath that world-shrouding demonic palm, the blood-red lightning that had filled a million kilometers instantly collapsed, and the chaotic darkness twisting a hundred thousand kilometers caved in upon itself.

Boom!

Tens of thousands of kilometers beyond the forbidden zone, the land over a hundred thousand kilometers across shattered and the void crumbled. With just a single strike, the Dragon Emperor, which had moments ago been an even match, was blasted away.

This was the Ancestor's current strength; it was utterly unmatched. Late-stage true spirit and peak true spirit differed by only a minor realm, yet the gap in power was a hundredfold.

Boom!

Heaven and earth quaked. After crushing the Dragon Emperor in one blow, the Ancestor moved. In the blink of an eye, it appeared a million kilometers away, surrounded by countless dark demonic phantoms and striding toward the Forbidden Zone Battlefield.

It intended to exterminate the race called humanity.

Just then, from the chaotic center of the explosion millions of kilometers away, a dark-red beam of light, a full ten thousand meters thick, pierced heaven and earth. Its dazzling brilliance illuminated the entire abyssal hell. Everywhere it passed, the condensed dark principle of the world was dissolved and annihilated, leaving a pitch-black passage.

The Ancestor's arms were still pressed together, its expression cold. Behind it, one of its arms formed a seal and smashed down on the incoming breath with boundless, majestic force.

Boom!

Scarlet light, bright as a supernova, blazed across the heavens and earth, forming an immense halo hundreds of thousands of kilometers wide. Waves of destructive power rippled outward, obliterating everything around.

Then, the raging, destructive flames dimmed. From within them, the towering figure of the Ancestor strode forth, its aura as overwhelming and invincible as ever. Black demonic light flared around it as the phantom armies that had been annihilated in the blast condensed once more and reappeared.

The Ancestor's voice, brimming with terrifying demonic force, shook the world. "Today, no one can prevent humanity's extinction, not even you, Thunder Fiery Dragon King."

Is that so?Amid the chaotic currents, ten intricate runes surfaced in the Dragon Emperor's eyes, only to shatter one by one.

In an instant, a feral, tyrannical roar shook the world. Each of the ten runes represented one of the Dragon Emperor's divine transformation abilities and high-level laws, which were also the core of its Chaotic End principle. When the runes shattered, the genetic sequence chains within its body began to collapse, and every planet-sized cell exploded.

Boom!

Space-time itself caved in around the Dragon Emperor, forming an expanding true black hole that annihilated and devoured all.

The unleashed power was so terrifying that even the Ancestor was shaken. But the cost was the Dragon Emperor's true form collapsing bit by bit until death.

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