Chapter 1626: Fall of the Fearless King! Bumper Harvest!

Chapter 1626: The Fall of the Fearless King! A Boundless Harvest!

The sudden, violent eruption of aura from four Supreme Will realm powerhouses instantly seized the attention of every expert present, drawing the eyes of the other Supreme Will combatants locked in battle.

When they beheld Zhou Zhan alongside the four avatars he had brought forth, they were struck utterly speechless.

With their discerning sight, they could naturally discern that this was no ordinary illusionary double destined to fade after a fleeting moment, but a true technique capable of permanently sustaining replicas.

This Common People's Emperor actually possessed four everlasting clones, each endowed with a strength identical to his own?!

This...

Astoundment rippled through their very souls.

Even the Samsara Will and the Heavenly Blade Will, who knew the depths of the Common People's Emperor's secrets, were equally stunned at this moment.

Though they had long known Zhou Zhan possessed an avatar technique, they had merely assumed it to be an ordinary manifestation; they had never imagined it could be so terrifyingly potent!

The Samsara Will and the Heavenly Blade Will exchanged a knowing glance, a faint smile dawning upon their faces.

At this very moment.

They no longer feared Zhou Zhan.

With these four avatars present, the balance of power had completely reversed.

Now, it was the Wuxiang Clan who faced the threat of their very lives.

They turned their gaze upon their enemies.

Indeed.

They saw their adversaries gazing anxiously toward King Wuyi, standing across from Zhou Zhan.

Though King Wuyi was formidable, could he possibly face four avatars—each as powerful as himself?

Meanwhile.

As King Wuyi stared at Zhou Zhan and his four original avatars, his expression first surged with shock, then darkened into a cold, brooding fury.

Now, in this situation, He naturally sensed it was highly unfavorable to himself.

But.

He did not believe that the Celestial Sovereign Emperor’s duplication technique was flawless in any way.

Moreover, He himself possessed two of his own copies—though weaker in power than himself—but in a scenario of three against five, He was confident he could still find a chance to prevail.

"What matters is that there are four copies?"

The King of Unfaltering Fear set aside his hesitation, gazing at Zhou Zhan and his four original duplicates standing beside him, his voice cold and resolute: "I will eliminate every single one of you who dares face me—one by one!"

Zhou Zhan said nothing, simply charging forward with the four original duplicates toward the King of Unfaltering Fear and his two copies.

He himself surged directly at the King of Unfaltering Fear’s true form, while his original duplicates advanced on his two copies.

Battle erupted once more!

Now Zhou Zhan possessed the power of a Supreme Supreme Will Realm, wielding the Yellow Springs Emperor’s Sword, enhanced by the Emperor’s Martial Way, and further amplified by an ever-flowing array of Will Sacred Artifacts—his combat strength had now fully matched, if not surpassed, that of the King of Unfaltering Fear.

The King of Fear, relying on his invincible sacred body, though immune to most injuries, was still limited in every way.

Faced with Zhou Zhan's refined martial prowess, the King of Fear—though strong as a brick, as powerful as a flying stone—had no means of counterattack, utterly at Zhou Zhan's mercy.

To outsiders,

at this moment, the King of Fear resembled nothing more than a dummy, battered and helpless, as Zhou Zhan wielded the Yellow Springs Imperial Sword to strike him down.

"Damn it!"

The King of Fear was beaten to the ground, frustrated beyond measure, yet powerless against Zhou Zhan.

For the first time, he truly understood the importance of combat technique.

In the past, he had never feared anyone, thanks to his invincible sacred body.

Even against a Martial Emperor, if the opponent wielded the Imperial Martial Path, he still dismissed their martial techniques—because of the sheer gap in strength.

In his eyes,

Such martial techniques are things weaklings would strive to master.

True powerhouses wield only brute force to subdue tenfold opposition.

But now, facing a foe of equal strength yet possessing mastery over supreme martial arts, He finally realizes how unbearable it is to lack any such technique.

The Fearless King, enraged beyond measure, exhausts every ounce of his being to escape this dire situation.

Yet Zhou Zhan, armed with techniques far exceeding those of the King in number and depth—by countless millions—easily deflects and neutralizes every move.

"Fearless King?"

"Nothing special!"

With a single slash, Zhou Zhan slices past the Fearless King's neck, nearly severing his head. The King shrieks in agony, retreating instantly by hundreds of light-years. Only after his neck has healed does he recoil, gazing at Zhou Zhan with a mixture of shock and fury.

"This one is clearly wielding a Third-Rank Supreme Divine Law Technique."

"How could something under the unchallenged will of the supreme realm inflict such devastating harm upon me, a supreme will-level warrior?"

The King of Fear could not conceal his astonishment.

Normally, at the level of supreme will, no law could possibly harm a supreme will warrior.

Yet Zhou Zhan—whether wielding the Universal Law Star Palm or the doctrine 'All beneath heaven is the sovereign's domain'—had managed to suppress and injure the King of Fear.

This was not entirely surprising to the King of Fear.

After all, Zhou Zhan now stood at the level of superior supreme will.

With the willpower of a superior supreme will, capable of commanding laws and techniques, such willful force should naturally be capable of harming him.

Yet it should not have been this severe—almost cutting off his head.

He felt as though he had just barely survived.

Suddenly, a possibility struck him.

That is to say, the technique wielded by the Emperor of the People, though a supreme divine law technique, possessed the potential of transcendent will or even will beyond transcendence.

Such a technique was terrifying.

It did not even require the exertion of willpower to inflict damage upon beings of the highest divine will or those who had transcended will itself, even when operating at the level of Supreme Deity.

"This Emperor of the People—if he grows, he will become an existential threat to our lineage, the Void-Empty Clan."

"Never let him live."

As this thought flickered through the mind of the Fearless King, a sudden shock surged through him.

His face darkened as he turned toward the directions of his two split selves.

There, the two forms he had just dispatched were now utterly destroyed—by the combined forces of Zhou Qi, Zhou Ba, Zhou Ji, and Zhou Shi.

They had returned to Zhou Zhan's side, standing together with cold, unyielding eyes fixed upon him.

The Fearless King gazed upon the five identical figures of the Emperor of the People, and a shiver of dread crept through his very soul.

Those two duplicates, though forged by his own secret arts, still possessed roughly eighty percent of his power—though less than himself.

Could they not even stand against the other’s four duplicates?

His duplication technique was truly terrifying!

At that moment,

The Unfearful King suddenly realized something.

Right now, it was not wise to ponder whether the World-Sustaining Emperor might become a grave threat to their delusional clan.

First, he must secure his own survival.

He had already barely managed to survive a single encounter with the World-Sustaining Emperor.

To face five such emperors?

The Unfearful King did not believe he had any chance of victory—indeed, he saw only a high probability of death.

Thinking of this.

The King of Fear raised both hands in blessing, then, with full force, launched a single, devastating punch at each of the Five Gods—Zhou Zhan and his companions.

Vast, godly fist shadows burst forth, each one capable of killing a mid-tier Supreme Will being and injuring a higher-tier Supreme Will being.

Yet Zhou Zhan and his companions remained utterly calm upon seeing these five fist shadows. Each of their five manifested bodies wielded a Will Sacred Artifact infused with the power of the Ten Thousand Laws and the Celestial Stars, effortlessly shattering every one of the five fist shadows.

But when the shadows had vanished, as Zhou Zhan and his companions looked again, they found the King of Fear had completely disappeared.

Zhou Zhan's brow furrowed slightly.

He began to calculate mentally.

The calculation yielded nothing.

Zhou Zhan thought again, then tried a different method of divination.

This divination method uses the flow of qi as its counting sticks. Any being whose qi is lower than one's own is nearly impossible to escape the outcome of this calculation.

Unless the opponent's qi surpasses one's own, one can with ninety-nine percent certainty deduce the opponent's information.

Soon.

Zhou Zhan had already figured it out.

He suddenly lifted his head toward a distant direction, then struck with a single sword.

Boom—boom—boom…

The space shattered, revealing the Unafraid King fleeing at high speed within.

Seeing himself discovered so swiftly, the Unafraid King's face instantly turned pale with alarm.

He immediately accelerated, rushing toward the exit of the Yellow Springs Domain.

Zhou Zhan and his companions followed closely behind.

Soon.

The King of Unfaltering Courage had already spotted the location of the exit.

"Move faster, faster—just a little more, and I shall pass through the exit, leave the Realm of the Yellow Abyss, return to the World of Delusion. Then I will be safe."

Within the King's heart burned hatred, fury, envy—and a fear he refused to acknowledge: "When I return to the World of Delusion, I will inform the Supreme Crown about the Master of the People's Realm.

Let the Supreme Crown swiftly eliminate this hidden threat, the Master of the People's Realm.

Once the Supreme Crown understands the Master's potential, perhaps they will not blame me for this disastrous war. Perhaps even reward me."

The King's heart pulsed with eager anticipation.

As he drew nearer to that deep violet exit,

then—

a figure appeared before the violet portal.

It was Zhou Shi.

Zhou Shi had dedicated himself to comprehending the ultimate void laws, and now, under the blessing of the higher will's power, he had grasped a subtle pathway in the art of transcendent void flight, reaching the very threshold of the obscure violet exit—beyond the reach of the Unfearful King.

"Get out of my way!"

The Unfearful King roared, launching a fist at Zhou Shi.

That fist contained half of his entire might—its force was terrifying, annihilating space and time wherever it passed.

Zhou Shi remained impassive. Suddenly, a black cloak materialized upon his form.

It was the Sacred Artifact of the Higher Will—the Cloak of Death!

The Unfearful King's fist struck the cloak directly. The force and willpower of the blow were instantly absorbed by the cloak, reduced by over seventy percent. The remaining thirty percent struck Zhou Shi's body, only to be absorbed by his defensive will artifacts and Supreme Holy Body—nearly all of it dissipated, leaving behind a mere trace of residual power. That trace caused Zhou Shi to retreat only a few dozen steps before halting.

The Unfearful King's face immediately darkened.

"Chaos Seal!"

Zhou Shi formed seals with both hands, directly employing a sealing technique inherited from the consciousness of Chaos, sealing the obscure violet exit behind him—ensuring it could not be traversed by the enemy, nor damaged by external attacks.

The Fearless King's face changed from shock to fury.

At that moment,

Zhou Zhan, Zhou Qi, Zhou Ba, and Zhou Jiu had already reached the back of the Fearless King.

The Fearless King turned to face them, his expression blazing with madness.

"I will die, but I will drag you all down with me!" he roared, charging straight toward Zhou Zhan and his companions.

Zhou Zhan and the others made no hesitation—flying forward, they launched a coordinated assault.

After a moment of silence,

Zhou Qi, wielding a great holy artifact of mid-tier consciousness, suddenly materialized behind the Fearless King through the ultimate void escape, and in one swift stroke, severed his head from his body.

The King of Fear, upon seeing this, immediately yearned to rejoin his head to his body.

But at that very moment—

A terrifying blade-force erupted from the wound upon his neck, swiftly extinguishing every trace of will within both his head and his form.

The King of Fear's eyes widened, then dimmed, until finally, all life within him ceased.

Zhou Zhan, witnessing this, drew forth the broken Sacred Seal of Illusory Legend. With a single thought, a faint glow of white light surged from beneath the seal, and instantly imprinted itself upon the King of Fear's skull.

The next instant—

The corpse, already seemingly fallen, suddenly trembled. His eyes, once closed, snapped open, fixed dead on Zhou Zhan and his companions… or rather, fixed upon Zhou Zhou, behind them.

A black spiritual glow burst forth from the corpse and swiftly merged into the broken Sacred Seal of Illusory Legend.

And as that black glow emerged, the King of Fear ceased all movement. His entire body became ethereal, as though it would vanish any moment.

"Rapidly extract his spoils."

"A moment later, the body will vanish."

Zhou Zhan held the fragmented relic of the Unreal Prophecy, stating it.

Zhou Qi nodded, then approached the corpse of the Fearless King and extracted it.

Soon enough.

As the body of the Fearless King completely dissolved, a vast array of spoils appeared within the First Treasury of the body.

Zhou Zhan and his companions merely glanced at them, then locked eyes with one another, their faces breaking into smiles.

"The Fearless King truly deserves to be the commander of the Dusk Battlefield."

"There are so many Will Relics upon his person."

Zhou Ba murmured in awe.

Zhou Zhan nodded in deep agreement.

This being known as the King of Fearlessness possessed no fewer than one hundred and four lower-tier Will Sacred Artifacts, fifty-two mid-tier Will Sacred Artifacts, and eighteen upper-tier Will Sacred Artifacts!

This was the greatest number of Will Sacred Artifacts Zhou Zhan had ever acquired at once.

Beyond that, there were countless other treasures at the Supreme Will Realm level, so abundant and magnificent that Zhou Zhan could hardly take his eyes off them.

"Those treasures stored within this Fearless King's World Ring are worth over a thousand times the total value of all the items in the First Treasury—excluding the inherited treasures!"

"Such a windfall."

Zhou Zhan murmured with a sense of awe.

"Strange,"

Wu Qi stroked his chin, puzzled. "Though this Fearless King is undoubtedly powerful and holds a high status, even if the Void Realm is incredibly wealthy, it's inconceivable that he could possess so many Will Sacred Artifacts."

Zhou Zhan thought for a moment and offered his own theory: "As the supreme commander of the Dusk Battlefield, the Fearless King likely oversees all rewards and punishments. I suspect he carries the battlefield's treasure vaults with him at all times—thus explaining the vast number of Will Sacred Artifacts found within his World Ring."

"This was supposed to be His reward for subordinates who distinguished themselves in battle."

"Yet now it falls into our hands."

After speaking these words, everyone exchanged a glance, and couldn't help but smile.