The Behemoth King, who originally possessed a strength of a million jin, experienced a sudden surge of power after going berserk, reaching an even more terrifying level. It was no exaggeration to say his power had doubled. Golden battle flames blazed fiercely. His monstrous giant claw, carrying an overwhelming will, swiped through the air.
The Behemoth King exuded an extremely brutal aura—purely a violent force capable of breaking countless techniques with sheer power.
This strength shook even Lingshan itself. All the elite warriors watching revealed expressions of profound shock. Such power was simply too terrifying. If one were to put themselves in the place of the combatants, they would feel utterly unable to withstand it. In front of this golden giant claw, all divine arts seemed pale and insignificant. Before absolute power, divine arts were but fleeting smoke destined to vanish into dust.
"I am the Overlord!!"Xiang Yu shouted fiercely, raising his head to the sky. Golden light surged around him, his blood boiling inside, and a layer of golden radiance enveloped his entire body.
The Overlord Body, the top-tier physique in the world, was naturally no simple matter.Its greatest strength lay not only in its powerful physical body—its battle body could rival the strongest races and even stand shoulder to shoulder with innate gods and demons. As it grew, it dominated the world.The Overlord Body had several unique traits, one of which was immunity to divine arts: any divine arts below its own realm would shatter instantly upon touching it, unable to harm the Overlord Body.
It was as if the laws and Dao rhythms of heaven and earth lost their power when encountering the Overlord Body. This physique allowed the Overlord Body to roam freely, making it a nightmare for any enemy relying primarily on magical arts or divine techniques.
Xiang Yu was at the Life Chart Realm, meaning that any divine arts beneath this realm could not damage him. Even Life Chart divine arts, when striking him, would lose at least 70-80% of their power. This was before his Overlord Body ascended to a higher realm—once it did, its traits would become even more astonishing.
Moreover, not only was it immune to divine arts and spells, its defense was also incredible—its flesh and blood were like divine weapons and treasures, indestructible and resilient.
When the Overlord Blood boiled within, power surged wildly, multiplying strength infinitely. As long as the battle intent and domineering will remained unextinguished, the power would flow endlessly until the blood dried up.
Facing the berserk Golden Behemoth King, Xiang Yu did not hesitate to ignite his Overlord Blood, golden flames boiling inside him, covering his whole body. He reached out and grabbed one leg of the Overlord Cauldron. The muscles on his arm writhed like coiling dragons, transmitting endless berserk power.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
At this moment, Xiang Yu was completely berserk. The Overlord Cauldron in his hand seemed like a giant windmill, wildly swinging and smashing down fiercely on the golden giant claw. The Overlord Cauldron amplified his strength, multiplying the destructive force released by his physical body.
The purple-golden cauldron erupted with power capable of shaking mountains. It crashed against the golden giant claw, producing a terrifying roar. That claw couldn't completely crush Xiang Yu; instead, it felt like a stalemate.
Smash! Smash! Smash!
Swinging the Overlord Cauldron, Xiang Yu truly displayed the domineering aura of an Overlord.
However, his swings were not random—they struck precisely where the Behemoth King's energy shifted, crashing in bizarre and wild patterns.
The Behemoth King was fearless. His battle body was formidable, every inch of flesh and bone tough and invincible, each part a deadly weapon capable of transmitting tremendous power in an instant.
But Xiang Yu was no less impressive.His double pupils seemed to foresee the future, understanding the Behemoth King's moves perfectly.
For a moment, in front of Lingshan, two golden figures fiercely clashed. Each strike unleashed terrifying destructive force, tearing and shattering the ground around them. The scene was terrifying—sand and stones flew, and even the void twisted.
Every punch landed with flesh and blood, containing incredible power.Booms like war drums sounded endlessly.
The two warriors' bodies were too powerful. Their residual energy from the battle made many elite warriors on Lingshan shudder in fear, feeling their hearts race as if the next moment they might be crushed to pieces or blasted into a bloody mist.
"So strong. Xiang Yu truly lives up to the title of the legendary Overlord. Since ancient times, those comparable to him can be counted on one hand. That Overlord Body can even fight the Golden Behemoth King without losing ground." Yao yue watched intently, her eyebrows twitching at the wild scene.No one here could resist either of them. Even if they refused to admit it, this was an undeniable fact.
"Indeed, this is the strength of a Heavenly Elite King. If Tong Ba hadn't been killed by her husband's arrow, once unleashed, his power might not have been inferior to the Golden Behemoth King."Lianxing nodded quickly and said.
"The Overlord has double pupils, allowing him to anticipate the enemy, even in close combat, to spot flaws. But the Golden Behemoth King is too overwhelming. The Behemoth battle body stands on the earth, almost endlessly drawing power. Even if injured, wounds heal instantly. The power of the earth grants him infinite strength. The title 'King of Land Combat' is not earned lightly. The best way to defeat the Golden Behemoth King is to remove him from the earth, from the ground. Only then would there be a chance. Otherwise, only absolute power can deal fatal damage."
Yi Tianxing's face grew serious.
The Golden Behemoth King was not easy to beat, or else he wouldn't have escaped so easily from outside the Iron Blood Great Wall back then.
The fierce battle lasted for no less than a quarter of an hour, every moment a life-or-death instant.
Countless cultivators on the battlefield watched in trembling fear. It felt like this wasn't just a fight between cultivators, but a clash between two peerless gods and demons. Before this, no one could imagine that a Heavenly Elite King's strength could be so formidable.
Bang!
Unconsciously, after another collision between the golden giant claw and the Overlord Cauldron, Behemoth King and Xiang Yu separated simultaneously.
Strong battle intent flashed in their eyes, but they stood facing each other without continuing the fight.
"The Overlord Body really is something else. With double pupils, it can become this powerful—able to avoid all my attacks. Continuing the fight would likely end in a stalemate."
The Golden Behemoth King took a deep breath, golden light flashing in his eyes as he spoke.
He had already realized no matter how he attacked, he couldn't hit Xiang Yu. Under the double pupils' power, any move could be anticipated, making it an overwhelmingly supreme divine skill.
However, while Xiang Yu's attacks could hurt him, they couldn't cause fatal harm. His injuries would heal instantly.
If the fight went on like this, no matter how long it lasted, the outcome wouldn't change.
It was essentially evenly matched, impossible to easily determine a victor.
Continuing would be meaningless.
Xiang Yu's strength fully proved he had the qualifications and power to become a Heavenly Elite King.
"There are only a few seats. Will you sit or will I?"
Xiang Yu coldly looked at the Bimong King and asked.
On Lingshan, aside from the Stone Emperor, there were only nine thrones, representing the status of Heavenly Elite Kings. Now, with no winner, who would sit was a huge problem.
Obviously, if the Bimong King were to step down, he wouldn't accept it. That would mean admitting defeat to Xiang Yu, but now, with no clear victor, how could he yield? There were only two things one could not yield: power and women.
"…"
The Golden Behemoth King fell silent after hearing this. Clearly, as Xiang Yu said, he wouldn't yield. He hadn't been defeated, so how could he concede? Yielding meant the entire Golden Behemoth clan would lose face and be put beneath others.
He would never accept that.
Even if it meant continuing the fight, he was willing.
This scene caused many Heavenly Elites to look on with strange expressions, as if expecting something.
Ding-ling-ling!!
At that moment, outside Lingshan, a sudden ringing of bells sounded without warning. Along with the bells came chaotic footsteps—not human steps, but animals'—not running, but seemingly strolling slowly forward.
The bell sound came from afar, growing clearer and closer, eventually approaching Lingshan.
This unexpected ringing caught the attention of many Heavenly Elites. A bell ringing here could never be simple.
"Look, what is that?"
"White, sheep—where did a flock of sheep come from?"
"The bell sound is coming from bells hung on the sheep's necks. This is the battlefield of gods and demons—how could there be a flock of sheep here? Are we dreaming?"
"Someone is riding a sheep. Who is that? A human cultivator? Why would a human cultivator drive a flock of sheep here? To attend the banquet? If so, why bring sheep? Do they worry there won't be food?"
Seeing the sheep at the foot of Lingshan, many Heavenly Elites felt a strange, indescribable weirdness. The image was very out of place—at such a grand banquet, suddenly a flock of white sheep appeared.
The key point was, the sheep seemed completely unaware of the aura emitted by the many Heavenly Elites above. Even when the elites suppressed their aura and gathered it, the resulting energy was still terrifying.
Normally, fierce beasts and monsters wouldn't dare approach. Even the Eternal Night Legion and the insect army kept their distance from Lingshan.
"The girl sitting on the sheep—who is she? But she's definitely human. Could she be coming to the banquet?"
A strange light flashed in Yi Tianxing's eyes.