Chapter 1570: The Great Battle Begins!

Chapter 1570: The Great Battle Begins!

So it makes sense.

Zhou Shiyi finally understood.

Indeed, it did.

After all, this was the true blood god stone left behind by a warrior who had transcended beyond mere will—its power was so potent that even most deities would find it irresistible. Unless they themselves were beyond the realm of will transcendence, or even stronger, few would stand a chance against such temptation.

Even the supreme will transcendents, perhaps, would not be exempt.

For while weaker deities might be content with their current state, the supreme will transcendents might actually yearn more intensely for the power of will transcendence itself.

As for the risks?

Compared to the benefits of gaining such power, what could the risks possibly mean to those who hunger for strength?

For strength, taking reckless chances—this was a pattern Zhou Shiyi had seen countless times in the ancestral memories of his various bloodlines. It was a recurring theme, a story repeated across generations, a testament to the unyielding pursuit of power.

So He was not at all surprised.

And as Sokhi had said.

Many deities—especially those who had ascended to the level of chief gods or supreme deities—believed themselves to be blessed with great destiny.

In fact, this was true.

Without such great destiny, how could any being, relying solely on their own efforts, ascend step by step to the level of chief god or supreme deity?

Perhaps there truly were such beings.

But they were exceedingly rare.

And those who believed themselves blessed with destiny would likely believe they belonged to that one percent of fortunate ones.

Yet reality was often cruel.

Beings who believed themselves to be lucky rarely found fortune bestowed upon them.

Luck, it seems, favors only those who are prepared.

This led to the emergence of vast numbers of chaotic demons within the very heart of Tianjun's corpse.

A group of tragic warriors, convinced of their divine destiny, only to be manipulated by it like mere pawns.

Zhou Shiyi believed his own essence to be a powerful being blessed by great fortune!

Yet he refused to risk absorbing this True Blood God Stone.

It was a true blood left behind by a being whose will had transcended all limits.

How could one possibly be so reckless as to absorb such a thing without any investigation?

Who knew how many hidden dangers it might conceal?

The techniques wielded by a will-transcendent being—perhaps even the Supreme Will and the Crimson Sovereign together—might not be able to penetrate them.

To say nothing of this humble Karali of mine.

He would simply treat it as a material for advancing his domain.

As for other uses, he would rather keep them at arm's length.

After all, he didn't particularly need to rush in strengthening his power—there was no necessity in taking risks with methods that might carry hidden dangers.

"Let's go."

"Keep searching for treasures."

Zhou Shiyi didn't take it seriously either, and continued his search for relics.

On the journey ahead,

Zhou Shiyi and Zhou Shiji obtained numerous artifacts at the peak level of fourth-tier Supreme Deities. As for items below or above the fourth-tier Supreme Deity level, they had not yet come across anything.

Zhou Shiyi and Zhou Shiji couldn't help but feel a deep sense of admiration.

Indeed, Tian Jun was no ordinary being—having transcended the realm of will, even after having been dead for so long, his "intervention" remained so generous, refusing even to manifest any artifacts below the fourth-tier Supreme Deity level.

Along the way of their treasure-hunting, they encountered three or four Chaotic Deity Demons.

As Sokji said.

They indeed were widely distributed within the celestial body of the corpse.

And they rarely gathered together, mostly wandering alone.

Zhou Shiyi and Zhou Shizhong, facing such mobile chaotic divine treasures, had nothing to say—they simply destroyed them all and extracted the chaotic divine treasures from their bodies. In less than half a day, they collected over 1,000 units of chaotic divine treasure.

This left Zhou Shiyi and Zhou Shizhong exclaiming that the arrival had been worth it.

As for the treasures at the fourth-tier supreme god level, they actually did not care much.

...

Meanwhile.

The Ultimate Void Battlefield.

Within the Demon Sovereign Domain.

The Master of a Hundred Evil and His Army of a Hundred Evils stood in respectful silence behind a figure radiating boundless holy light.

That figure was none other than the Supreme Will.

"Master of the Supreme Will, may I ask when shall we set out?"

The Master of a Hundred Evil spoke with reverence.

"Wait a little longer. The Emperor of Void is also gathering his forces."

"When they are fully assembled, that will be the time for direct confrontation."

The Supreme Will spoke softly.

"Yes, Master."

The Master of a Hundred Evil nodded calmly.

At this level of power, deception and subterfuge had long since lost their relevance.

Neither side would fight unless compelled—when they did, it would be a clash of absolute strength.

Thus, the Supreme Will had no intention of delaying further.

The Lord of a Hundred Evil Demons likewise understood this truth, so He found nothing amiss in it.

Yet He hesitated for a moment, and could not resist asking, "Doesn't the Master of Crimson not come?"

"The Crimson Supreme Reserve under His command has already withdrawn from the Final Void Battlefield. To Him, this place holds no significance anymore. He will not come to assist us."

"Nevertheless, you needn't worry."

"A mere Void Emperor."

"I can handle him."

The Supreme Will said,

His tone was calm and natural, as if this were something utterly ordinary and inevitable.

"Subordinates never worry about such matters. But I would like to request one thing from you, Lord of Supreme Will, and I hope you will grant it to me."

The Ten-Thousand-Demon Master spoke with deep reverence.

"Oh?"

The Lord of Supreme Will regarded the Ten-Thousand-Demon Master with a half-smile, then nodded. "Very well. You have proven yourself worthy in the Ultimate Void Battlefield. You deserve a reward. Speak now—what is your request?"

"I would like to search throughout the Sacred Realm after the Emperor's great victory over the Void Emperor, seeking the Ultimate Void Crystals and Chaos Divine Treasures within."

"The Ultimate Void Crystals and Chaos Divine Treasures?"

"Are you also planning to upgrade your domain?"

"But didn't you abandon your domain long ago, focusing instead on the study of laws and principles?"

"Is that so? Have you, too, begun to harbor other ambitions, seeing the Emperor of the People's power rise so swiftly?"

The Supreme Will was momentarily surprised, then chuckled.

"Subordinate, this was requested by Brother Changsheng."

"Brother Changsheng's Solar Sovereignty Nation needs to elevate its status to a High Sovereignty Lord faction. Currently, it is severely lacking in Chaotic Divine Treasures and Ultimate Void Crystals. Thus, I dared to ask for these two items directly from the Master."

Wan Xie Magistrate spoke plainly.

He knew that before the Supreme Will, lies would not survive. Therefore, he had no choice but to speak the truth.

He believed that, given how the Supreme Will valued his elder brother, such a minor request would not be an issue.

"Unbelievable—you and Emperor Changsheng have formed such a deep bond?"

"Then, take them whenever you wish."

"They are of no use to me anyway."

The Supreme Will said casually.

There was a quiet satisfaction within him.

To see two of the four heirs he most esteemed, forming a bond of mutual support and trust—this filled him with genuine joy.

Before the arrival of the Sovereign of the People, the Heavenly Punishment God-King, the Spring-Autumn Law Master, and the Universal Evil Demon Lord had regarded one another as rivals, never forging any true friendship, at best sharing only a flicker of mutual respect born of shared adversity.

Though the Supreme Will delighted in such scenes, it was not without a subtle ache when those who sought the title of Supreme Lord turned inward, draining each other’s strength through rivalry.

Yet, the path to supremacy was always thus.

Victor becomes king; the vanquished become rebels.

This was what they had to endure.

Unforeseen, however, was the transformation in their competitive dynamics after the Sovereign of the People joined them.

This, indeed, proved the Sovereign of the People possessed a unique imperial charm.

Yet, could it not also be a testament to their overwhelming strength?

And upon hearing the words of the Supreme Will, the Lord of Ten Thousand Evil demons smiled with a look of delight.

"Thank you, Supreme Will!"

Exclaimed the Lord of Ten Thousand Evil demons with joy.

The Supreme Will nodded, and then said, "When the great battle begins, be sure to protect yourself."

"This decisive confrontation will determine whether the Ultimate Void Clan can continue to dwell within the Ultimate Void battlefield."

"If the other side realizes they will not be able to stay, and becomes furious, they might strike you down—this young heir—as a means of venting their anger."

"Do not perish because of such a humiliating fate."

"Under the orders of the Supreme Will!"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Evil demons straightened his expression and bowed respectfully.

The Supreme Will nodded.

Then He looked toward the distant horizon.

A moment passed.

His gaze suddenly sharpened.

A towering figure surged forth from the far distance, arriving within mere moments at a point roughly ten thousand light years away from the Supreme Will and the Great Evil Demon Lord.

That location—

For a being of the Supreme Will realm, was no more than a thought away.

Let alone beings of the Will Transcendent realm, such as the Supreme Will and the Void Emperor.

Now, they stood face to face, with no distinction between them.

"Supreme Will!"

The Void Emperor spoke coldly. "I never expected—after all, we would finally have to face you."

"I originally had no intention of engaging you so swiftly."

"Unforeseen—plans are outpaced by change."

"The Celestial Sovereign beneath your command, truly a masterstroke."

"Where is He?"

"Are you afraid? Too afraid to come?"

At the sound of this, the Supreme Will burst into laughter.

That instant, the transcendent beauty stirred the faintest tremor in the Wicked Master's mind, who blinked once, then swiftly pulled his gaze away.

"A celestial emperor of the Void, resorting to flattery toward a junior?"

"It seems you truly believe your successors have disgraced you greatly—hence this provocation."

"Void Emperor, you're growing more absurd with every passing day."

"Rest assured, my successor is a sharp mind. He anticipated you would be furious, driven to reckless retaliation, so he departed long before the storm reached its peak."

"Your opponent is me."

The Supreme Will chuckled softly.

Upon hearing this, the Void Emperor's expression darkened slightly.

Indeed, He had harbored the desire to retaliate directly against Zhou Zhou.

After all, who could blame Him for turning the promising situation in the Ultimate Void Battlefield into this desolate state?

He had been destined to be the victor!

Now, thanks to the mortal Emperor of the People, He had lost every advantage in that battlefield—his edge, his momentum, his supremacy—erased entirely. And as a result, He was now forced to face off directly against the Supreme Will.

His original plan—so crucial, so meticulously crafted—was now on the brink of collapse, all because of that mortal emperor.

That plan was the very foundation upon which He would achieve eternal immortality. And now, it was crumbling.

Now.

It's probably gone.

The more he thought about it, the fiercer the rage within the Void Emperor's heart grew, and the more intense his hatred toward the Celestial Sovereign of the People became.

The Supreme Will, with its acute perception, sensed the emotions instantly.

It furrowed its brow, slightly puzzled.

Even though the Celestial Sovereign of the People had reclaimed every last territory of the ultimate void battlefield that the Void Emperor had seized—how could the Void Emperor hate the Celestial Sovereign of the People so profoundly?

Something was wrong.

The Supreme Will's sharp awareness picked up on this anomaly.

Yet no matter how it reasoned, it could not fathom the reason behind it.

After all, the clues were too scarce.

There was no time to think.

For at that moment, the Void Emperor had already surged forth.

This being understood one thing clearly.

That the outcome of the war between them hung entirely upon the strength of either Himself or the Supreme Will—two beings of the highest realm of consciousness.

If the Supreme Will prevailed, then the war would be won by the Supreme Will.

If the Void Emperor triumphed, then victory would belong to him.

The fates of other beings of the highest consciousness, the Supreme Gods, and all below them, mattered little in the grand outcome.

Thus, He said nothing, devised no schemes, no deceptions—only charged forward, unrelenting.

"Take care of yourself," the Supreme Will murmured to the Wandering Demon Lord, before stepping into the fray.

As soon as the two clashed, a fiercely intense battle erupted.

The Supreme Demon Lord widened his eyes, gazing upon the battlefield where the clash met, yet saw nothing at all.

He gritted his teeth in frustration.

He had almost forgotten.

Beings who had transcended the realm of will had completely escaped the bounds of law and will—no entity beneath the realm of Supreme Will could possibly perceive their battle!

They existed like beings from a higher dimension, utterly beyond the reach of lower-dimensional life forms, who could never glimpse a single movement of such power.

Though he could not see or assist the Supreme Will beings, he could still deal with the other enemies.

He turned his gaze toward the distance.

There, as the Void Emperor clashed with the Supreme Will, his subordinates—the Ultimate Void Race—charged forth toward his position and the Supreme Army.

"Kill!"

The Lord of Ten Thousand Evils, utterly fearless, instantly led the Legion of Myriad Evils and the Supreme Legion, soaring toward the advancing host of the Ultimate Void.

...

Within the Crimson Macrocosm.

Zhou Shiwu had already guided the gathering of elite Crimson Lords, arriving at the very borders of the Chaos Crimson Divine Kingdom.

Without a moment’s pause, they pressed onward, striking a direct path toward the divine capital of the kingdom.

Along their journey.

They encountered numerous soldiers of the Chaos Crimson Divine Kingdom attempting to intercept them, yet all were effortlessly annihilated, entirely powerless to halt their advancing march.

The Divine Capital of Chaos.

Os gazed upon the five Crimson Chaos Humans before him, each radiating the aura of a Supreme God, his countenance alight with fervor.

He could never have imagined that the Crimson Lord, in reward for his establishment of a primary master divine kingdom, would directly bestow five strands of the Crimson Source Power.

It was precisely these five strands of crimson primordial power that elevated each of His five master deities—ranked above the chief gods—directly to the rank of first-tier Supreme Deities.

With the blessing of crimson primordial energy, should any of them ever aspire to ascend to the realm of Supreme Will, their chances of success would increase by a remarkable 3%.

Now, these five Supreme Deities stood firmly on a path of boundless potential.

And so, Osse implicitly designated them as the cornerstone ministers of His future divine realm.

With these five Supreme Deities now serving at His side, the flames of ambition burning within Osse surged exponentially.

Even more astonishingly—

Even the Celestial Emperor of the World-Pressing, whose name had recently been whispered with authority across all realms, stirred within Osse a desire to challenge him directly.

Recalling the Celestial Emperor, Osse's expression darkened.

He remembered the words the Crimson Sovereign had spoken to him after bestowing upon him these five strands of crimson primordial essence.

…

"Your current achievements, though commendable, still fall far short of the Celestial Emperor's stature."

"You will never have the right to pride yourself before Him."

"Keep ascending!"

"You need not surpass the Celestial Emperor himself, but do not fall to the hands of any other Crimson Lord—otherwise, it would only show my judgment to be flawed."

"If such a thing truly happens, then you shall bear the consequences alone."

...

"Celestial Emperor!"

Os gritted his teeth, rage blazing in his voice: "The Crimson Lord claims I can never surpass you. I refuse to believe that!"

"One day, I will crush you beneath my feet and make you call me your king!"