The king of the destruction race looked at Ying Xiong while panting. "You should understand the gravity of your situation now, right?"
Ying Xiong just stood silently as he regained his strength. While the righteous faction had expected the battle to be rather easy, the preparation of the destruction race had gone far deeper than shown.
It had been an equal battle so far, and only due to the fact that the righteous faction had been preparing for the day that they fought the destruction race.
The end result of the battle was unknown to everyone, and everyone would fight with their lives on the line.
Luckily, the battle was only fought by true gods and there had yet to be a single casualty.
"Say. How have…." The king of the destruction race stopped speaking, and the battlefield fell to a deathly silence. Not even hearts could be heard beating as all sound seemed to be removed from the universe.
The king of the destruction race slowly looked down, and the gaze of every single person present followed his own.
As his gaze reached his chest, he saw a sword poking out of it.
Behind him, holding the sword, Yao Mun's expression and posture completely changed. His calm eyes seemed to be filled with hatred as he looked at everything around him. He had suddenly healed from all of his injuries obtained in the battle against Pangu.
Yao Mun's right arm, as well as its soul, disappeared as the king of the destruction race, Lin Zhenwu, was horizontally bisected.
Everyone's eyes finally widened in recognition of the events as Lin Zhenwu's body fell.
There was no movement in the battlefield, and only Yao Mun seemed to make any sound.
"From now on, I, Yao Mun, am the king of the destruction race. Are there any objections?" He said as he turned around and looked at the destruction race.
None of them dared to react. The king of the destruction race had just been slaughtered.
That was until Yao Mun swung his sword down and a true god of the destruction race was instantly killed. Yao Mun had not even sacrificed his body parts.
"I asked, any objections?" He restated.
This time, the members of the destruction race numbly shook their heads.
Ying Xiong and the righteous faction were still quietly watching in shock until Yao Mun's gaze suddenly snapped over to them.
Yao Mun ordered. "Attack!"
As Yao Mun's arm regrew and disappeared, Ying Xiong was faced with a descending blade.
He finally snapped out of his trance and shouted. "Attack!"
A cosmic buddha's palm flew out and blocked the sword strike, but a hundred more followed as Yao Mun's body lost and gained parts rapidly. There seemed to be no end to his regeneration.
Thousands of cosmic buddha's palms flew out to match thousands of sword attacks as the battle between the destruction race and the righteous faction continued on, only with a new leader.
The members of the destruction race soon refocused, and accepted Yao Mun as their leader. He did not have a racial superiority like the king of the destruction race, but he had just killed the king of the destruction race, gaining their approval. Even if it was just a sneak attack.
Ying Xiong's cosmic buddha phantom appeared once again and fought against Yao Mun.
Unlike in the past, during the time of Guang Fu, Lernean, and Yao Mun, Yao Mun had changed. He no longer ignored attack techniques, but practiced them. His attack power was even greater than it would have been, and by a lot.
He was able to fight against Ying Xiong's cosmic buddha phantom and layered cosmic buddha's palms while only sacrificing two limbs for each attack.
He also focused on many other things. His defense and speed had changed incomparably, and his regeneration had only grown greater.
He fought like a talented and powerful genius whose attack's were amplified greatly.
Ying Xiong's back painting made its grandest appearance, but by sacrificing three limbs for every attack, Yao Mun was able to match him.
Ying Xiong began to tire, but Yao Mun seemed as normal as ever.
Yao Mun spoke. "Perhaps if the Ying Xiong of the past with your cultivation faced me, I would lose, or at least struggle, but you are not the same. I can see the difference clearly. You are weak."
Ying Xiong barely listened to him as he fought with all of his might. He had also felt naturally weak as he fought compared to before, yet he did not understand why. There was almost no difference compared to before.
Despite being 2 levels above Yao Mun, he was being pushed back.
Ying Xiong's eyes narrowed as he began to consider using absolutely everything, but a hand appeared in front of him and pushed him back, while another hand dispersed Yao Mun's attack.
Yao Mun paused as he looked in front of him.
"Yao Mun. I have come to finish this." Heaven said.
He stood there tall and confident. "You should have died long ago. As the Heaven's will it, you shall die here."
Yao Mun laughed. "Heaven participating in mortal affairs now. Are you even allowed? Regardless, do you think you can stop me?"
Heaven stood calmly. "Staying away from mortal affairs was a suggestion, and it is how I live my life. How about this, if you can escape, I will not pursue you."
Yao Mun did not answer as rage bursted out of him. Among all life in the universe, Heaven was the person he had always hated most. Ever since he cultivated, he had been a Heaven defying cultivator.
He held his sword up and sacrificed all his limbs and 60% of his soul, but did not slash down. His body, and now soul, seemed to heal instantly, though it had clearly taken a heavy toll, and he sacrificed them again. A third time and a fourth, Yao Mun was now sweating and weakened, but his sword was held high, bursting with a red aura.
Ying Xiong felt that this attack could kill him, and even Heaven could feel some sort of threat.
As the sword slashed down and Yao Mun screamed in rage, Heaven took a step forward and held his arms out.
"Remnant power."
A long hallway seemed to appear in front, behind, and under him. To his sides were figures of the past. The past Tian's.
This was a power that Heaven had created not too long after creating the Heaven domain, a place where his chosen could live after "Dying" until their lifespan was used up.
Tian Ren had gone, as well as Tian Fu, and all of the Tian's after them.
Remnant power stored their techniques and part of their mind, while Heaven's power used them.