Chapter 577 - 552: One Against Three

Lu Ming switched from defense to offense, unleashing two consecutive spear thrusts.

His attacks, devoid of excessive complexity, bore a taste of returning to the basics. Simple and direct yet their power was astounding.

"I refuse to believe that you can take on two at once and kill," said the Immortal Ancestor.

With a long howl, the Immortal Ancestor summoned a large cauldron decorated with countless mystical runes to strike at Lu Ming.

This was also a Supreme Treasure. Under the Immortal Ancestor’s manipulation, it possessed the power to shake the heavens, and together with the Holy Ancestor’s Wheel of Sanctity, they formed a pincer attack.

Boom boom!

The three powerhouses clashed with their three Supreme Treasures, making it seem as if the heavens and earth were reversing, the Doctrine was lost, and everyone felt a calamity approaching, like the end of the world.

Even across infinite distances, under this overwhelmingly powerful pressure, they felt like mere ants, insignificant and humble.

This terrifying pressure was not only felt by people in the vicinity but also spread throughout the entire Origin Continent at an astonishing speed.

At this moment, every creature on the continent couldn’t help but feel an inexplicable sense of panic.

The majority of beings did not understand what was happening, only feeling as though a sharp blade hung overhead, ready to fall at any moment.

Only the powerhouses at the Creator Realm could perceive what it truly was.

"This is... a True One great battle."

"A terrible war has erupted in the True One State, right here on the Origin Continent, but who could it be?"

"Could it be that a True One from the boundless starry sky has invaded the Origin Continent?"

Thoughts intertwined in the void.

Meanwhile, across the vast lands of the Origin Continent, beams of light shone forth, tearing through the void, crossing infinite distances, and observed this great battle.

All of these were the presences of the True One State.

The three most powerful beings exchanged dozens of blows in an instant.

The Immortal Ancestor and the Holy Ancestor slowly showed signs of faltering.

This was shocking not only to the Immortal Ancestor and the Holy Ancestor but also to those mighty ones secretly watching, who were likewise astonished.

"Lu Ming’s combat power has grown even stronger."

"How did he do it?"

"Unknown."

The Spiritual Senses of some mightiest beings crossed the endless void to communicate.

"Holy Kingdom."

At that moment, the Holy Ancestor let out a fierce cry; his aura surged as the halo behind his head grew from ninety-nine to nine hundred and ninety-nine.

A kingdom emerged from within him, expanding rapidly with a terrifying devouring force, pulling Lu Ming into its domain.

Within this kingdom, one hundred and seven colossal deities as tall as the skies upheld the divine fire, forging an eternal realm of gods.

This was the Holy Ancestor’s Supreme Law. Any creature dragged into this kingdom would be devoured and assimilated.

The one hundred and seven colossal deities were the transformation of mighty beings previously vanquished by the Holy Ancestor, now part of his ’Holy Kingdom.’

The more mighty beings he vanquished, the more deities upholding the divine fire would emerge, and his godly realm would grow stronger.

"Lu Ming, with your capabilities, you are fully qualified to become the one hundred and eighth deity of my Holy Kingdom and help forge the strongest divine realm for me," declared the Holy Ancestor, his voice thundering like an explosion. He stood at the center of the Holy Kingdom, with the one hundred and seven deities charging at Lu Ming, divine fire spreading to engulf him.

"Supreme Law," Lu Ming murmured, his face expressionless, showing no inclination to dodge or defend as the divine fire enveloped him.

Standing among the divine flames, his body radiated a hazy glow, as if immortal and eternally indestructible. The divine fire couldn’t touch him in the slightest.

"Holy Ancestor, this is your Supreme Law? It’s nothing much after all," Lu Ming then murmured with a hint of scorn. His body suddenly burst forth with an intensely sharp aura, which broke through the divine fire in an instant, transforming into a long spear that shot towards the outside of the Holy Kingdom.

Where the spear’s light passed, the Holy Kingdom trembled, and deep marks were gouged out.

"Seal it!"

The Holy Ancestor’s hair flew wildly, as his aura peaked, with the one hundred and seven deities inside the Holy Kingdom rushing at Lu Ming. Each deity emitted a holy radiance aiming to lock Lu Ming in place.

But Lu Ming’s might was unstoppable, and the spear cut through all illusions.

With a stabbing sound, the deity in front of him burst apart, the Holy Kingdom was pierced through, and Lu Ming broke free.

But the Immortal Ancestor was already waiting for Lu Ming.

"Ten Thousand Universe Immortal Diagram."

While the Holy Ancestor engaged Lu Ming with the Holy Kingdom, the Immortal Ancestor was already accumulating his power, readying his Supreme Law.

After gathering strength, the Immortal Ancestor’s attack was immensely powerful, unleashing two hundred percent of the Supreme Law’s might.

A painting flew out, its length unknowable, depicting not people or animals or scenery, but worlds.

Layer upon layer of worlds, all stacked together, crashed down on Lu Ming.

This strike seemed to gather the strength of ten thousand worlds.

"Eternal Night!"

In the moment the Immortal Ancestor made his move, the Dark Emperor also fully unleashed his power, executing his Supreme Law.

A blade of utmost darkness flew out, so dark it seemed to absorb everything, turning all in its path into dark particles.

This move seemed to directly traverse time and space, overtaking Emperor Qing, Tang Feng, and the Ancestor of All Magics, aiming straight for Lu Ming.

"Holy Kingdom."

The Holy Ancestor roared, pushing the Holy Kingdom to its limits. It radiated dazzling light, like a giant fiery orb, colliding with Lu Ming.

The three most powerful beings unleashed their Supreme Laws, striking Lu Ming from three different directions in a coordinated assault.

This strike was intended to be fatal, with Lu Ming firmly targeted and no escape possible.

From every direction on the Origin Continent, pairs of eyes belonging to True One realm powerhouses shone brilliantly.

They all wanted to know how Lu Ming would defend against this combined attack.

Ordinarily, a True One facing the joint attack of three others would be at a great risk of falling.

Observers of the battle felt their hearts rise in their chests.

Could it be that today, the Dragon Alliance Master would fall here?

But only Lu Ming himself remained composed.

"Well done."

Lu Ming let out a long howl, and his terrifying presence pierced through the Nine Layer Heaven.

At this moment, above the sky’s Vault, Magic Rivers appeared one after another, overwhelming the sky, as if galaxies suddenly appeared above the heavens.

Lu Ming reached out with his left hand, and a Magic River came plunging down like a divine dragon.

The next moment, that Magic River turned into a spear of light, stabbing towards the Holy Kingdom.

The speed was incredibly fast.

Under the light of the spear, time and space seemed to lose their meaning.

It arrived in an instant.

Boom!

The spear of light struck the Holy Kingdom, bursting forth with a thunderous roar, and dazzling light flooded the Nine Layer Heaven.

Whoosh!

Immediately afterward, the Supreme Treasure spear in Lu Yan’s hand released a terrifying presence and flew out, colliding with the Dark Emperor’s Supreme Law.

Then, Lu Yan reached out with both hands.

Above the sky’s Vault, Magic Rivers plunged downwards one after another, all turning into long spears, stabbing towards the Immortal Ancestor.

Anyone who witnessed this scene had their scalp tingle and their head buzzing with noise.

What kind of heaven-defying technique was this?

With a mere gesture, turning Magic Rivers into long spears to be utilized at will, almost inhuman.

They saw clearly; these were not mere illusions or phantoms, but actual Magic Rivers.

Others could only borrow the power of the Magic Rivers or the phantoms of the Magic Rivers.

For example, the Flame Emperor previously used the phantom of a Magic River as his fiery sword.

Swish swish swish...

Spear lights one after another, stabbing towards the Immortal Ancestor.

Clearly, Lu Ming’s main target was the Immortal Ancestor.

Rumble!

The spears formed from the Magic Rivers collided fiercely with the Supreme Laws cast by the Immortal Ancestor, and with each clash, worlds shattered explosively under the spears.

Whoosh!

In the end, Lu Ming himself turned into a long spear and shot forth, piercing towards the Immortal Ancestor.

A heaven-shaking roar erupted, and in the next moment, a figure flashed, and there was Lu Ming standing in the void, with a rotating ball of blood in his left hand, continually changing shapes.

One moment it turned into a nine-headed Qilin, the next moment back into the form of fresh blood, cycling repeatedly.

Roar!

A thunderous roar resounded, and the Immortal Ancestor’s enormous figure rapidly retreated backward. One could see that a blood hole had appeared in his chest, which, astonishingly, struggled to heal.

This was the blood of the Immortal Ancestor.

Many onlookers were shocked to their core.

Including those supreme beings observing from the shadows.

Lu Ming had actually wounded the Immortal Ancestor.

In that great battle tens of thousands of years ago, Lu Ming had also injured the Immortal Ancestor, so others would not normally be so astonished.

But this time, it was completely different from the battle tens of thousands of years ago.

Back then, Lu Ming and the Immortal Ancestor were engaged in a one-on-one duel.

But now, Lu Ming was facing three opponents alone.

Being able to injure the Immortal Ancestor while fighting three-on-one was inconceivable.

The True One State, reputed as the most powerful and invincible, was filled with peerless, legendary figures. How could one be weaker than the others?

It is often very hard to determine a winner between two True Ones.

Those who could defeat another True One were extremely rare, with only a few in the entire world.

But now, Lu Ming was fighting one against three and managed to injure the Immortal Ancestor.

What did this represent?

It meant that Lu Ming alone was the equivalent of three True Ones.

The Holy Ancestor and the Dark Emperor narrowed their eyes, their expressions extremely solemn.

"Lu Ming, I was careless just now. Let’s fight again. Today, it’s either you or me."

The Immortal Ancestor roared with a ferocious expression, all nine of his heads howling as if they were about to shatter the universe.

"Come and fight. Today, I’ll take a few of your heads as drink toppers."

Lu Ming was impossibly domineering. His body grew infinitely, becoming immensely large, with Magic Rivers swirling around him.

He reached out, and a Magic River turned into a long spear in his grasp.

He took a step forward, closing in on the Immortal Ancestor.

The Immortal Ancestor couldn’t help but step back, then roared, "Both of you, come help me."

The Dark Emperor and the Holy Ancestor showed a moment of hesitation but then clenched their teeth as their terrifying aura surged again.

Just now, the three of them had teamed up, certain they had Lu Ming in their grasp, perhaps a little too complacent.

They couldn’t believe that the three of them combined couldn’t take down Lu Ming.

"Gentlemen, please be at ease."

Just then, an old man with white hair and a white beard suddenly appeared in the air, blocking between the Immortal Ancestor and Lu Ming.

The old man waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Each of you is a supreme being renowned throughout the world. But now, with a great enemy before us, we must not fight amongst ourselves, as it will only weaken our collective strength."