Invincible Divine Destiny Selection System

This confrontation between divine dynasties was too intense.

In just a short time, a large number of people had fallen.

"Boom!"

On the battlefield of the Heavenly Demon, two pseudo-honored ones besieged him.

Yet the Heavenly Demon feared nothing. As soon as he entered the battle, he set his Demon Body ablaze to exchange for an eruption of ultimate strength, instantly turning the fight fierce enough to push both Thor, the Divine King, and the Demon God back.

"You're insane, burning your Demon Body, damaging your source!"

The Demon God roared in anger.

"Isn't it you who said, 'In war, all is fair'?"

The Heavenly Demon didn't care.

"Fine, since you're bent on fighting to the death, I'll fight to the death with you!"

The Demon God went all out, and Thor, grinding his teeth, did the same; they both knew that without such desperate measures, they couldn't suppress him and might even get killed in a counterattack.

Immediately, the intensity of their battlefield was second only to that of the War God.

The more desperate the fight, sometimes the quicker the battle between pseudo-honorables ended.

The Heavenly Demon traded injury for injury. He struck the Demon God with a palm, sending him spitting blood, while his own blood sprayed out from the explosions of lightning inflicted by Thor.

The Heavenly Demon roared and, with a backhand strike, sent the Lightning Demon flying.

"Kill!"

The Heavenly Demon patted his wounds as though they weren't part of his own body and charged forward, causing the Demon God's eyelids to twitch uncontrollably. What had happened to the once fearful Heavenly Demon? Now he also had the courage to exchange life for life.

"It seems I must go all out too!"

The War God's gaze swept across, addressing Yun Chongxiao, "It seems there are others targeting me, not just you, lurking in the dark. Who could it be? Now it looks like I have no choice; since I can't retreat, I have to go all out against you."

"You know it well!"

Yun Chongxiao replied coldly, "You're doomed!"

His divine aura burst forth, dazzling at its source. In that moment, the War God went berserk, his fighting spirit as ferocious as Yun Chongxiao's. His punches and palms were invincible, taking strides forward as he launched his assault on Yun Chongxiao.

"Wait to see you give your all!"

Yun Chongxiao felt the pressure but was pleased nonetheless and immediately swept his halberd in response.

In an instant, the War God caught the halberd with both hands and, grasping it, moved in close to Yun Chongxiao, landing a punch on his shoulder. The blow was so forceful that even the blood of the supreme being splattered, and the remnants of his shattered bones flew about.

Searing pain hit Yun Chongxiao, who counterattacked with a fierce chop to the War God's shoulder.

The War God's shoulder was also bloodied, a gaping wound carved into it.

Such a brutal method of fighting made many shudder with fear.

"Wei Qi, I will kill you!"

Meanwhile, in the Heavenly Demon's battlefield, because he was fighting desperately, his body was soaked in blood. He disregarded the wounds Thor was inflicting on him; in his eye, there was only the Demon God, whom he relentlessly pursued and pummeled.

"I'm here to assist you!"

This was another pseudo-honorable from the Yun family, feeling the pressure of the battle, he immediately joined in to help.

"Ha ha, perfect!"

Three pseudo-honorables surrounded the Heavenly Demon.

"Both of you, please burn your sources and throw your strongest moves despite the cost. As long as we slay the Heavenly Demon, we can leave the battlefield to heal and recover. His death will cut down a great general of the Divine Martial Dynasty!"

The Demon God declared hideously.

The three strongest pseudo-honorables of the Feathered Divine Dynasty were ranked—War God, Holy Judge, and Heavenly Demon.

"Good!"

They had no objections. In such a grand battle, victory justified any means necessary.

Suddenly, all three ignited themselves, their strength reaching its peak; they converged their mightiest moves in a deadly assault, drowning the Heavenly Demon.

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"This is a fight to the death, even at the cost of severely injuring oneself to kill the Heavenly Demon God!"

"Come on!"

A cold smirk danced at the bottom of the Heavenly Demon God's eyes.

He also mobilized all his power, seemingly aware that there was no avoiding this battle. He decisively chose to fight his way out, bloodily, his Demon God Palm slamming solely towards the Demon King.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The clash of the three nearly blew the Heavenly Demon God apart, his Demonic Qi weakening to an utter low, while the Heavenly Demon God's counterattack had the Demon King crumbling, his bones shattered untold times, his whole body turning into a bloodied figure.

"The Heavenly Demon God is done for, he can't muster even a tenth of his strength. Now is the perfect chance to finish him off!"

The Demon King said weakly, unable to lift a finger, his soul had been wounded. But seeing the sorry state of the Heavenly Demon God, he laughed.

Nation's power, huh.

This is what you get for not having enough false supremes, Divine Martial Dynasty, you're overwhelmed by the siege.

"Good!"

The Divine King and the Wei Qi of the false supreme line were thrilled, about to move in and finish off the Heavenly Demon God.

Boom!

But all of a sudden, the Heavenly Demon God, who had seemed so weak, reached the pinnacle of his power within just a few breaths. His wounds vanished, almost as if he had never been injured.

His force surged to the extreme, the Demon God's hand reaching out suddenly, grasping the head of the Demon King.

"No...what's going on!"

The Demon King exclaimed in terror and shock.

However, he would have no chance to find out. With a squeeze of the Heavenly Demon God's palm, the Demon King's body exploded, and the rich essence of his demonic blood was absorbed into the Heavenly Demon God, who let out a sound of satisfaction.

"Retreat!"

The Divine King turned pale, promptly retracting.

The first of the false supremes had fallen on the battlefield, and it was none other than the powerful Demon King.

The Heavenly Demon God was not afraid to fight to the death. His Majesty the Martial Emperor had long since given him a vial of the Divine Healing Potion, intentionally drawing his opponents into a battle to the death with this ace up his sleeve.

With one false supreme gone, two others seriously injured, they're powerless to fight again anytime soon.

Yet the Heavenly Demon God still carried an overwhelming presence, ready to rejoin the battlefield.

Indeed, if it's a contest of high-level fighters, the Divine Martial is not the match for the Feathered Divine Dynasty.

But the Divine Martial has too many mysterious methods at its command. Each of their false supremes enters the battlefield with a dose of the Divine Healing Potion, set on fighting to the death with their opponents.

Even if they can't kill them, they'll make sure their opponents can't easily return to fight.

The situation shifted dramatically, with three fewer false supremes and the Heavenly Demon God riding the battlefield again.

"Don't engage in a fight to the death with their false supremes!"

Fang He warned during his battle with the War God. The other side's false supremes were willing to trade life for life, apparently all having a means of instant healing, leaving no chance to fight that way.

The fall of the Demon King cannot be repeated.

"You dare be distracted while battling me!"

The War God attacked with a bleak air, rushing forward and landing a heavy blow on Fang He, sending him flying before following up with a palm strike that shook the heavens and landed heavily on him.

"The War God is deliberately engaging in a fight to the death with me!"

Fang He felt a deep chill.

Suddenly, he realized—the War God, who had been on the brink of death, had miraculously recovered, and after witnessing the Heavenly Demon God, he understood. The Divine Martial Empire must be controlling a Divine Drug that allowed the undying to instantly heal their wounds.

The War God wasn't afraid. He was willing to suffer wounds to inflict wounds.

"You're not up to a fight to the death with me. I'm going to thoroughly annihilate you!"

Fang He's killing aura flooded the heavens, infuriated. To be brought to such a state as a supreme being was the greatest humiliation.

Thick blood energy swirled around the War God, who was peerless and terrifying in combat. He clashed with Fang He a thousand times in a moment, each move inflicting severe bloodied wounds on each other.

"One blow, a lethal blow—I need to create an opportunity for a lethal blow!"

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