The primordial purple qi like immortal rosy clouds did float; sun and moon, in their rhythm, creation did devote.

Dragons and phoenixes sang, war chariots kept their space; the Ninth Heaven brightly shone, the five continents to grace.

The visitor was none other than Hong Yuan!

Hong Yuan stood upon the Purple Gold Ancient War Chariot, his white hair wildly fluttering, looking down on all beings with disdain.

Immeasurable radiance scattered, shattering the dark sky and transforming it into a realm of purple-golden splendor.

At the four corners of the Purple Gold Ancient War Chariot, nine Nine-Headed Green Dragons, nine Nine-Headed Vermilion Birds, nine Nine-Headed White Tigers, and nine Nine-Headed Black Tortoises stood guard.

The sight was astonishing, making the entire field tremble.

BOOM!

The Purple Gold Ancient War Chariot, like a divine vessel from primordial times, charged forward, bringing with it a chilling aura of slaughter.

The grand tolling of the bell echoed but was suppressed and cast down by the purple-golden light.

CRACK.

Hong Yuan, with one arm, scooped up Li Jianqiu, whose vitality was waning, and coldly stared at the gloomy-faced Wei Qin ahead.

Held tightly by Hong Yuan, feeling his strong and forceful heartbeat, and the overwhelming sense of security, Li Jianqiu was momentarily dazed.

In an instant, she looked up at Hong Yuan with determination. One day, I will be the only Demon Emperor in the world. The only one who can defeat you will be me! she thought.

"You’ve worked hard," Hong Yuan said to Li Jianqiu, his voice filled with deep gratitude.

Without Li Jianqiu’s self-sacrifice, burning her own life to withstand Wei Qin’s attack, the Xuanwu Battle Zone would have long been conquered. Consequently, he, Hong Yuan, would never have been able to gather a complete Fortune True Dragon.

That would have meant the end of his demonic life!

Gently, Hong Yuan placed Li Jianqiu at the rear of the war chariot, while he himself stepped forward, looking down upon Wei Qin.

Hong Yuan’s movements had been too fast; the ordinary Demons had not clearly seen who the visitor was.

Now, with Hong Yuan floating in mid-air, both the Zero Desolate Demon Army and the Xuanwu Demon Army could see him.

"It’s the King, our King! We are saved, saved!!!"

The Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals of the Zero Desolate Army cheered and leaped for joy.

"Hmph, just a fool with wishful thinking. In the presence of a Holy Artifact, what’s there to be arrogant about?"

The Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals of the Xuanwu Army spoke scornfully, yet upon closer inspection, each of them was heavy-hearted.

The Four Seasons Clock was still vibrating, but it could no longer threaten the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals of the Zero Desolate Army.

Behind the Four Seasons Clock, Wei Qin, facing Hong Yuan who seemed as majestic as an Immortal Emperor, had an expression as gloomy as dark water.

So fast. Far too fast. Hong Yuan had arrived with unimaginable speed; Wei Qin simply couldn’t fathom how he had come so swiftly.

This was already the traveling speed of a Saint Level being.

But Saints were not allowed to personally participate in the battle for the Ten Thousand Domains... could it be...

"Do you claim to be invincible? Do you speak of being undefeated?" Hong Yuan asked quietly, lowering his eyelids.

"Pretentious charade! Die!!!" Wei Qin roared angrily, unwilling to yield.

Wei Qin spat out a mouthful of precious core blood, expending nearly a century’s worth of cultivation, and fully activated his Temporal Tao Divine Power, "Spring Autumn Changes."

The Holy Artifact Four Seasons Clock also felt the threat from Hong Yuan’s Demonic Body, its bronze bell form trembling incessantly, resonating with a sound like the Great Taoism chiming in unison.

The combination of the two brought about an astonishing change.

The heavens and earth thunderously shifted colors as storm and cloud frantically converged.

An even more intense golden divine light burst forth from within the Four Seasons Clock, manifesting as a dazzling lotus.

It bloomed abruptly and, just as suddenly, perished.

This was the epitome of momentary beauty, seeking instant sublimation, not desiring long-term existence in the world.

Between rebirth and destruction, a terrifying power was born.

This was the power of time!

"What is this!?"

"My heavens..."

Regardless of their allegiance, the Demon Soldiers and Demon Generals below cried out in panic.

Even the Demon Saints above in the Green Heaven, watching this battle, each wore a grave expression.

Because they too felt a slight threat from this strike.

"I am Destiny, destined to sweep aside all foes!"

Hong Yuan’s eyes sharpened as divine light burst forth from his pupils.

The phenomenon of ten Immortal Caves emerged behind him, boundless Immortal Qi surging out.

At this moment, Hong Yuan was like an Immortal Emperor!

He swung his fist fiercely.

It was a straightforward punch, one that even a novice boxer could throw.

But when an Immortal Cave Phenomenon adhered to it, and more than ten thousand Tao Marks of Food Tao burst forth, this punch was no longer ordinary!

BOOM—

With just one punch, the astonishing offensive launched jointly by Wei Qin and the Four Seasons Clock Holy Artifact was thus dispelled by Hong Yuan.

"Xuan Guangqiao resisted a Holy Artifact single-handedly! Is he a Saint!?"

All beings were shocked because a peerless demonic champion, a figure that previously existed only in legends and storybooks, had now appeared before their very eyes.

"Wonderful, marvelous! The King is truly invincible!"

"No, how can this be? How can such a peerless demonic champion exist in the world?"

The Zero Desolate Demon Army celebrated joyously, while the Xuanwu Demon Army wailed incessantly.

Hong Yuan’s divine powers, which could conjure clouds with a flick of his hand and summon rain with another, were simply too frightening. It gave them the sense of witnessing history firsthand.

This made them involuntarily tremble, unsure if it was from excitement or fear.

RUMBLE.

The Four Seasons Clock suddenly dissipated from the scene, flying straight into the Green Heaven.

Apparently, the owner of the Four Seasons Clock was frightened by Hong Yuan’s might, worried that it would be seized like the Blue Fox Great Saint’s Holy Artifact.

Hong Yuan, still on the move, paused momentarily then promptly gave chase. However, the Four Seasons Clock fled at an incredible speed, as if constantly on guard against his capture.

"Is the Spring Cicada being a bit too cautious?"

"Don’t blame the Spring Cicada. It’s just that Xuan Guangqiao’s forceful seizure of the Dragon Sparrow Zither was too terrifying."

"Wait a moment... If that’s the case, then Xuan Guangqiao’s strength has absolutely reached the Saint realm!"

"Not only that, but with the enhancement from the Dragon Sparrow Zither, he might even be able to defeat us Demon Saints while still being a Demon!?"

HISS...

The Demon Saints above Green Heaven were all shocked, having lost their usual composure.

It had to be said, the strength Hong Yuan displayed today was terrifying.

"It seems that the Destiny of our time might really be upon him. The Son of Fortune?"

"The Son of Fortune!"

The Demon Saints looked at each other, speechless.

A great era was truly dawning...

「Beneath the sky.」

"The King must not be humiliated!"

Wei Qin roared, his blond hair suddenly turning pale and dim.

The departure of the Four Seasons Clock Holy Artifact filled him with fear, but even more with rage.

Existing in the same era, even though his cultivation time far exceeded Hong Yuan’s, he absolutely refused to believe he was so vastly inferior.

Wei Qin’s white hair stood on end, transforming into sword-like feathers, and every pore on his body shot out dark light, striking towards Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan remained expressionless.

With a simple press of his hand, the dark light shattered, and space collapsed.

Wei Qin’s eyes widened, his body tensing as he exerted all his strength, yet he still could not reach Hong Yuan’s sky-reaching hand.

BOOM—

Hong Yuan controlled his force, delivering a light tap.

Wei Qin’s body immediately ruptured, blood flowing like a torrent, as he was struck and forced back into his True Body—the Spring Cicada.

Layers of silken threads wrapped around Wei Qin’s True Body, leaving no gaps. Within this cocoon, Wei Qin began to heal his wounds, even seeking an opportunity for transformation.

Around the cocoon, the change in airflow indicated a fluctuation in the speed of time.

"Not bad, that Temporal Tao Divine Power," Hong Yuan commented softly.

His eyes suddenly brightened, for he had just thought of what spoils of war to demand from the Demon Saint backing Wei Qin.

At this moment, the Zero Desolate Reinforcement Army also arrived.

Having lost their linchpin, Wei Qin, the Xuanwu Army instantly transformed from fierce tigers into timid kittens.

Facing the Zero Desolate Reinforcement Army descending from the skies, they could only flee in a deplorable state.

The Zero Desolate Demon Army was in hot pursuit of the Xuanwu Demon Army...