In the endless void, the titanic struggle raged on. Wu Yuan's war sabers flashed as he overwhelmed the two Eternals, his attacks driven by savage ferocity. He relied purely on his heaven-defying physical defense, standing firm against their combined assault. 0

One had to understand the terror of the River of Universes—Eternals suffered comprehensive suppression from its essence. Their attack power, defense capabilities, soul strength, artifact power, and spirit were all severely diminished. Even True Saint Eternals found themselves helplessly constrained here, let alone Dao Pioneer Eternals.2

"Ahhhh!" Saint Hong Yun's blood-drenched face contorted with rage.0

Wu Yuan's last strike had carved straight through her right eye, across her nose, and through her mouth, leaving her visage a ruined, bloody mess. Fury blazed in her heart at this terrible humiliation. To be reduced to such a state by a mere sempiternal being? Never in her long existence had she suffered such indignity. Yet beneath her anger lurked something else—a creeping sense of fear.0

How can he be so strong? It shouldn't be possible. The last time we fought, he didn't seem to have created an eternal ultimate technique. How could he suddenly pioneer a Dao? Did I misjudge him previously? Or has he only created an eternal ultimate technique, yet can unleash fifth-stage Overlord power? Saint Hong Yun's thoughts raced in confusion.0

The relentless flashes of blade rays jolted her back to reality, her heart pounding....0