Chapter 1962: Battle

As the unusual celestial phenomena gradually faded, an earth-shattering roar suddenly erupted from a cave that had lain sealed for an unknown duration.

No light emerged from behind the deafening sound. Amidst the shattered mountains, only one person remained, seemingly serene and remarkably youthful. Yet, Xu Yang's hair and beard had turned completely white, a stark contrast to his still-young face. No one could fathom the extent of the power and realm Xu Yang had attained.

In the very next instant, Xu Yang completely vanished, reappearing almost out of thin air at the headquarters of the Jingtian Holy Sect.

Standing at the pinnacle of the sect's mountain headquarters, he gazed down upon all living beings. Upon seeing Xu Yang emerge from his seclusion, everyone was first stunned, then erupted into deafening cheers. They had awaited this day for an immeasurable time; the decisive battle that would determine the fate of the entire continent was finally about to unfold.

"Boss, you're finally back. This is our preliminary plan for the final decisive battle. According to the intelligence we've gathered, the First Human Emperor, who has been completely demonized, is now hidden within the Gods' Mausoleum. However, that place is far beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators. To completely destroy the Dark Force disciples' formations, we must penetrate the Gods' Mausoleum. The Sky Ark, which can transport large forces to the battlefield, has been completed, but we've encountered a new problem. The propulsion power required by the Sky Ark is too immense; the materials we've gathered are currently insufficient to transport everyone to the main battlefield front line in one go. Yet, as the battle progresses, new Dark Force disciple puppets will continuously be created."

Xu Yang nodded with a calm smile.

"Leave this problem to me. Immediately order everyone to board the Sky Ark. Now is when our strength is at its peak; there's no room for hesitation. Let's launch the final war at once."

Xu Yang finally issued the command, and all his companions before him simultaneously let out a deafening roar. A million envoys boarded the Sky Ark.

Soon, Xu Yang floated in the void. With his profound understanding of the laws of heaven, he single-handedly gathered the unimaginable, terrifying spiritual power of all living beings, channeling it as propulsion for the Sky Ark.

This was the first time Xu Yang had displayed his power since emerging from seclusion, and the might he revealed utterly astonished those who followed him, subtly imparting immense morale to the entire team.

"My heavens, is this Boss's current strength? It's simply the realm of destroying heaven and earth with a flick of a finger. It's truly terrifying; I wonder who is stronger between him and the First Human Emperor."

Long Kun, Xiao Hua, and others gazed from the front of the Sky Ark at Xu Yang's peerless, god-like figure from behind. Everyone expressed profound emotion as they looked upon that silhouette, which they had yearned to see countless times.

During their journey, everyone reminisced about their precious experiences with Xu Yang. Some shed tears, while others showed immensely comforted smiles.

Regardless of what they had experienced with Xu Yang, their greatest feeling at this moment was one of endless glory filling their hearts. To follow such a powerhouse, standing at the pinnacle of the continent's civilization, was undoubtedly the greatest honor in the lifetime of every cultivator on board the Sky Ark.

And without a doubt, this battle today would be the largest and most intense confrontation within the main continent's civilization system in a million years.

The final battlefield between the Jingtian Holy Sect and the Dark Force disciples was set at Sea Sky Ferry. This location held significant importance, known as the resting place of the ancient gods. Behind it lay a chasm-like barrier, which was the Gods' Mausoleum itself.

Xu Yang's next task was to lead his million followers to eliminate all Dark Force disciple puppets appearing in this area. With the combined strength of these powerhouses, they would carve out the sole path to the Gods' Mausoleum for Xu Yang alone. Everyone participating in this battle understood this.

Ultimately, the victor between Xu Yang and the First Human Emperor would decide the battle's outcome. However, without their support, the core embers for the future development of the main continent's civilization would be utterly lost.

For the cultivators following Xu Yang under the banner of the Jingtian Holy Sect in this battle virtually represented the strongest power of the cultivation world on the main continent over the past million years.

If even they could not destroy the puppet army established by the First Human Emperor, then the entire civilization was destined to face extinction.

"Kill them all!"

Long Kun and the others roared hysterically. With every strike, large numbers of Dark Force disciple puppets turned to ash. Over these past few centuries, Xu Yang's former companions had also striven with all their might to cultivate their strength, breaking through their previous limits.

From the initial offensive and defensive posture on the main battlefield alone, it was clear that Xu Yang's side held an overwhelming, almost one-sided advantage. These Dark Force disciple puppets simply couldn't halt their advance.

However, their greatest advantage lay in the continuous supply of reinforcements. Throughout the battle, Xu Yang did not personally engage.

Instead, he used his eternal and immortal soul, transforming it into a totem protecting the entire faction. His colossal face was reflected upon the blood-red sky, and with his unique, irreplicable colored soul radiance, he illuminated half of the sky for all beings.

Concurrently, Xu Yang continuously scanned the Sky Ferry, his gaze capturing the aura fluctuations of the First Human Emperor, preparing for his ultimate battle.

"Strange," Xu Yang mused, "the Supreme God's complete will has thoroughly merged with the First Human Emperor's true form. This is the only explanation for the First Human Emperor's demonization. Yet, for some reason, I always sense a silent, unnoticeable quality within that incredibly powerful aura. Who exactly is this First Human Emperor?"

Xu Yang racked his brain but couldn't find an answer within his soul consciousness. Witnessing his forces gain an overwhelming advantage on the main battlefield, suddenly, an incredibly powerful aura emanated from behind Sea Sky Ferry. Following closely, ten colossal figures, cloaked in blood-red light, appeared one after another.

Evidently, these figures were far stronger than the expendable Dark Force disciple puppets. Long Kun, Xiao Hua, and the others displayed expressions of intense excitement; far from showing any fear, their combat power was pushed to its peak once more.

On one hand, it was due to their respective holy war complexes; on the other, the appearance of these high-level puppet powerhouses signified that they were one step closer to victory.

Seeing this, Xu Yang immediately projected a soul guidance to the top combatants of his faction, led by Long Kun and Xiao Hua. "Companions, unleash your full power! This will be a crucial step towards our final victory!"

"As you command!"