Heaven Slaying Blade

At this moment, the monkey's iron staff had already struck!

With a thunderous crash, it smashed onto the head of the Primordial Chaos Patriarch, collapsing a massive section. That area resembled the scene of a catastrophic disaster, with copious amounts of blood and brain matter splattering everywhere.

However, the Patriarch's other hand slammed onto the monkey's body. The monkey's form was sent flying backward in an instant, disappearing completely into the cosmic firmament.

The attacks from the other six Great Saints also arrived simultaneously, all aimed at the critical points of the Primordial Chaos Patriarch!

The Kun Fish Great Saint, wielding the Sea God Spear, stabbed it directly into the Patriarch's heart.

Blood spurted out in torrents, staining vast expanses of the heavens red.

The Great Saint Roc revealed its true form—a giant bird that blotted out the sky, nearly encompassing the entire cosmos. Two razor-sharp talons dug into the Patriarch's back, clawing out two enormous, gaping wounds.

The Cat Great Saint swiped at the Patriarch's ribs, tearing away large chunks of flesh.

The Bull Demon Great Saint delivered a devastating strike to one of the Patriarch's knees, shattering it completely.

The Snowy Sea Dragon Great Saint slapped its palm against the Patriarch's lower back, accompanied by the sound of massive bones fracturing.

The Fox Heaven Great Saint unleashed a magical attack, directing it precisely at the wounds already inflicted by the others on the Patriarch's body.

Even a titanic figure like the Patriarch could only let out an earth-shattering roar under such an onslaught. Then, invoking the power of the Great Dao, he blasted the six Great Saints away.

The six Great Saints coughed up blood as they were sent flying, all gravely injured. Yet, their bodies still radiated an overwhelming battle spirit, with not a trace of fear or hesitation emanating from them.

The Primordial Chaos Patriarch roared in fury. The injuries inflicted by these eight peak Great Saint Realm cultivators were absolutely horrifying, leaving him struggling to endure. Although the wounds healed almost instantly, it came at a steep cost, depleting nearly one-tenth of his essence blood in one go!

A tenth of the essence blood of a titan—this was an unthinkable amount. Under normal circumstances, even a mere drop of his blood, accounting for just one-thousandth of his essence, could easily kill a Great Saint.

Yet under the coordinated assault of these eight, he lost a tenth in an instant!

Chu Mo's wounds also healed completely in an instant, leaving no trace of injury behind, not even a single scar. With an impassive expression, he launched another attack.

Raising his hand, he slashed again!

The monkey returned from the boundless starry rivers, wielding his massive iron staff, laughing wildly, "You old fossil, come on! Let's see who's the last one standing today!"

The wounds on the bodies of the six Great Saints also healed in an instant. This time, they charged back in with even more ferocity!

All of them were non-human cultivators, brimming with irrepressible savagery and wildness in their very bones! Facing an opponent as devastating as the Primordial Chaos Patriarch, if they didn't unleash every ounce of their potential, the only result would be death!

This is the Far Ancient Battlefield!

This place was death's road to begin with!

So, let their ferocity erupt without restraint! Let their savagery explode to its limit!

Another terrifying wave of attacks descended.

This time, the Primordial Chaos Patriarch lost another two-tenths of his essence blood.

But the seven Great Saints and Chu Mo were also suffering massive depletion!

Their expenditure even exceeded that of the Patriarch!

All eight of them, however, appeared to have lost their minds. Even the monkey no longer shouted or roared, swinging his massive iron staff in utter silence, raining relentless blows upon the vast and boundless form of the Patriarch.

Chu Mo hacked incessantly with his blade!

Their style of fighting was utterly reckless, a strategy of mutual destruction!

Yet paradoxically, their suicidal tactics earned the unanimous approval of the cosmic titans watching silently from the depths of the surrounding sky.

If you want to kill the Primordial Chaos Patriarch, then this is the only way!

You have to risk it all!

Facing a titan of such immense power, trying to concoct schemes and traps was pure naivety!

That was virtually guaranteed to fail!

The Primordial Chaos Patriarch was both furious and panicked. Dealing with the Seven Great Saints had already been giving him a headache. These seven inhuman beings had always acted with reckless ferocity, completely disregarding who their opponent was. In the past, they had stirred up enough chaos to make even titans wary. There was a reason why figures like the monkey and his lot were feared by all—they were downright mad!

And now, another had joined them… This one might be human, but damn it… he was also insane!

After three rounds of attacks, Chu Mo had burned through 60% of his essence blood!

The seven Great Saints had nearly expended just as much.

And yet, the Primordial Chaos Patriarch himself… had been brutally brought down to nearly 60% depletion!

If this continued, even if he eventually managed to kill all eight of these wretched beings, the Patriarch himself would be on the verge of essence blood exhaustion!

If this were the Luotian Immortal Domain, he might have considered dragging these eight bastards to death by sheer attrition. But the problem was—this was the Far Ancient Battlefield! A place rife with danger, teeming with killing intent!

Even a titan could fall here!

If he had stayed out of trouble and remained quietly on the sidelines, he would have been a shoo-in for a spot on the Investiture of the Gods, with a fairly high ranking too.

But now, due to the animosity between sides, he had dragged himself deeper into an abyss of peril.

Even if Chu Mo and the monkeys' group of eight all perished, the Patriarch himself would surely not emerge unscathed!

To say nothing of the silent but watchful titans around—would any of them pass up the chance to kill a weakened titan without incurring karma? It was impossible to predict!

At the very least, the Patriarch believed that if he were the one watching, he might not let such an opportunity slip by.

The resources on a Great Saint might not tempt them, but the resources of an ancestral-level titan? That would make anyone green with envy!

As the fourth wave of attacks from the eight madmen approached, the unwavering Dao Heart of the Primordial Chaos Patriarch finally showed a crack!

Fear crept into him!

He didn't want to trade lives with this group of lunatics.

But the realization came too late. At that instant—

The monkey and Chu Mo exchanged a glance across the endless starry expanse. In that moment, they seemed to share a tacit understanding. These two overwhelmingly powerful beings, almost simultaneously… pushed toward breaking the shackles of the ancestral realm!

The other six Great Saints didn't retreat; instead, they became even more frenzied, hurling themselves at the Patriarch!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Two figures arrived in succession.

They had been poised to strike, with one of them, Patriarch Canglan, already extending a palm toward Chu Mo. But the moment they sensed the aura of the Heavenly Tribulation, he immediately withdrew his hand!

"These two little bastards are insane!" Patriarch Canglan exclaimed, turning to leave!

The Far Ancient Battlefield might absolve karma, but no one wished to face the Heavenly Tribulation of the ancestral realm!

This was a true calamity of death!

Especially in a place saturated with resentment and killing intent like the Far Ancient Battlefield… the power of the Tribulation would be amplified to unimaginable levels!

Even the titans who had been leisurely observing the spectacle began retreating immediately. Tribulations of such magnitude, especially with two beings ascending simultaneously… were something they wanted no part of!

The Primordial Chaos Patriarch went completely berserk!

Truly mad!

Under normal circumstances, if either the monkey or Chu Mo attempted to ascend to the ancestral realm, he would undoubtedly intervene from the shadows to strike them down. Even here on the Far Ancient Battlefield, he wouldn't hesitate. He had thousands of ways to sabotage his enemies!

But sabotaging someone from a distance and directly facing the calamity of an ancestral Tribulation were entirely different matters! One could be done sneakily, while the other involved confronting an outright death sentence. The two scenarios were incomparable.

He wanted to flee immediately!

With his current state—having only 40% of his essence blood left—it was as if his strength had been cut in half. To face two ancestral-level Tribulations simultaneously in this condition… he had no confidence he could leave alive.

Yet those six Great Saints acted like true maniacs, clearly prepared to sacrifice their lives to drag him down!

"Get lost!" the Primordial Chaos Patriarch roared, blasting the six Great Saints away.

The attack cost him another 5% of his essence blood, leaving him with just over 30%.

Seizing the moment the six Great Saints were knocked aside, he turned to flee!

Patriarch Jiu Lie, who was hesitating nearby, also immediately turned and left.

Even if he had initially intended to secretly strike down Chu Mo, this was no longer the time. The current situation… was far too dangerous!

They were now engulfed within the range of two simultaneous Tribulations. Even the ancestral blood within their bodies had begun to stir restlessly.

"Damn it!" Patriarch Jiu Lie cursed bitterly before leaving decisively.

But the Primordial Chaos Patriarch wasn't as fortunate.

Because above Chu Mo's head, where tribulation clouds were already gathering densely, Chu Mo suddenly roared and charged at him. The demonic, blood-hued blade in his hand slashed out a massive crimson arc spanning hundreds of billions of miles through the void!

Where the crimson arc passed, the firmament tore apart, and even the heavens split in twain!

In mere moments, it had reached the Patriarch.

The Patriarch cried out in terror, "How is this possible?"

For he suddenly realized that Chu Mo's essence blood had been completely restored!

To someone of the Patriarch's stature, such a phenomenon was utterly bizarre, almost absurd. How could someone fighting him, having consumed over half of their essence blood, instantly recover entirely? What in the world was this being? A monster?

Within Chu Mo's body, the power of the stars surged. Seven stars resonated in unison, drawing upon countless stars across the endless firmament!

Many stars, spanning unfathomable distances, poured their strength into Chu Mo's body!

The star mnemonic was pushed to its utmost limits in that instant!

The stars in this battlefield carried an aura of profound sorrow. Formed over infinite eons, they witnessed countless deaths each time the Far Ancient Battlefield opened, with many of them falling in the process.

Though they were celestial bodies, they bore a deep-seated hatred for the titans!

And they saw Chu Mo as their kin!

Thus, at this moment, all the stars were aligned with Chu Mo!

Instantly restoring ten-tenths of his essence blood? What did it matter? Even if he depleted every drop again, it would still be replenished in an instant!

The power of the entire firmament was supporting one man.

It was effortless!

Clang!

Chu Mo's blade descended, its light slashing across the shoulder of the Primordial Chaos Patriarch.

Crack!

A titan's arm was severed cleanly!

At the same moment, a terrifying heavenly lightning bolt, pulsating with a purple-golden brilliance, descended upon Chu Mo.