Starsibyl grabbed the magnetic pole and flew out of the sea. Lightning gathered in the sky and suddenly struck down.
Starsibyl's figure flashed, and the lightning struck the surface of the sea, spreading through the water to the island. Millions of cultivators from both sides were affected by the lightning, and they howled in agony.
Nan Yan retreated, and Old Sixteen and the others no longer had any desire to continue fighting.
They retreated, but it was not so easy. The cultivators from the Fifth Mainland chased after them, and Hua Xiao also acted. Sirius' 999 stars exploded, and all the cultivators from the Sixth Mainland within a hundred kilometer radius were wiped out.
Lu Yin's trio did not pursue the cultivators from the Sixth Mainland, especially Lu Yin. He took out his token, which had originally been made of half-life source material, but he had forcefully upgraded it to life source material. He then gave out orders; it was time to show off.
The thunderstorm area was very large, and the magnetic poles were placed in five different directions: the south, the west, the north, the northeast, and the northwest. The five magnetic poles attracted and repelled each other, so the thunderbolts in the thunderstorm area were always fixed in the sky and would not fall completely. This made this area habitable.
Starsibyl's magnetic pole was in the northeast direction.
In the south, there were also millions of cultivators fighting each other. The south was the most common battlefield between the cultivators from the Sixth and Fifth Mainlands in the Thunderstorm Region. However, none of the Ten Arbiters had appeared in the south for this battle for the magnetic pole.
Zhiyi arrived at the southern battlefield and scanned the area. She saw a black blade wreaking havoc on the battlefield, and any cultivator from the Sixth Mainland who came into contact with it was unstoppable and easily torn apart.
She also saw a man looking down from above, his palms flying everywhere. Even the heirs of a World Imprinter family would find it difficult to contend against him.
She also saw a man playing a flute, causing countless cultivators from the Sixth Mainland to howl in pain. It was as if they had heard the voice of the underworld.
Although the Ten Arbiters were not present in the southern battlefield, these three people could all fight against a Realmling. These three had the strength of a Titled King, and this was the southern battlefield.
The Fifth Mainland was very strange. With the addition of a new batch of experts from the Neoverse, their absolute power level was no less than that of the Sixth Mainland. In particular, there was a group that was infinitely close to being a Realmling, which was why the Daosource Three Skies had appeared.
Zhi Yi coldly harrumphed as she watched the three Kings slaughter the Sixth Mainland's cultivators. She took a step forward and appeared in front of the man playing the flute. She raised her hand and grabbed the flute.
The man's pupils shrank, and the rhythm suddenly changed. It no longer spread across the battlefield, but concentrated within a radius of a few meters. Its power increased by several times, but an invisible light shield appeared on the surface of Zhiyi's body. She was completely unaffected by the rhythm, and her hand did not stop at all.
The man was shocked, and hastily retreated. As soon as he took a step back, Zhi Yi's hand grabbed the flute, and with a cracking sound, the flute split open.
"Who are you?" The man was shocked.
Zhiyi's gaze turned cold. "You're Tai Yuanjun, ranked second on the Fifth Mainland's Top 100 Rankings. You're quite strong." With that, she exerted force with her right palm, shattering the desolator. Tai Yuanjun's figure flickered as he tried to evade Zhiyi, but Zhiyi followed him like a shadow. She was even faster than Tai Yuanjun, and she raised her fair palm to press down on his head.
Tai Yuanjun gritted his teeth, and his heart was in turmoil. Ever since he had become famous, he had never been in such a humiliating battle. He was ranked second on the Top 100 Rankings, but he was being bullied like a child. At that moment, a black blade tore through the void and slashed towards Zhiyi.
Zhiyi did not move, and her palm continued to press down on Tai Yuanjun. The black blade ruthlessly slashed at Zhiyi's invisible light shield, causing the void to split open. The shockwaves spread across the horizon, and the entire ocean was split in two. The millions of cultivators on the battlefield were shocked as countless people were killed by the blade.
Such a terrifying blade did not cause any harm to Zhiyi, and it could not even break through the invisible light shield around her body.
With a bang, Tai Yuanjun leaned to the side and used his shoulder to take Zhiyi's palm strike. His right arm was broken, and his body fell into the sea.
Zhiyi's gaze swept across the battlefield, and she casually waved her hand. A formless air current swept out and forced the black blade back. The black blade retreated a thousand meters before reverting to its human form. It was a five-meter-tall man who looked like a corpse. He stood expressionlessly in the sky, and whether it was his eyes, breathing, or heartbeat, there was nothing.
Zhiyi's eyes flashed. "Someone from the Fifth Mainland's Burial Garden." Just as she finished speaking, the man who had been flying through the sky earlier appeared behind her and struck out with a palm. "Sirius Palm." His name was Mu Ziying, and he was a direct disciple of the Sirius Sect. He had been conferred the title of Heroic Marquis at the General Appointing Platform. He had not been conferred the title of King not because he was not as strong as Hua Xiao, but rather because he had not encountered a battle where he could be conferred the title of King. He was the second direct disciple, and he surpassed Hua Xiao.
On this battlefield, Tai Yuanjun, who was ranked second on the Top 100 Rankings, Burial Garden's experts, and Sirius Sect's second direct disciple had gathered. Even if they encountered a Realmling, they would be able to put up a fight. This was the Fifth Mainland's gift to the Sixth Mainland from the southern battlefield, but they had never imagined that they would encounter the Daosource Three Skies.
The Daosource Three Skies were above the Realmlings, and they were the future sky of the Sixth Mainland. Sky was invincible.
Mu Ziying's Sirius Palm descended, but Zhiyi still did not move. She had not dodged Tai Yuanjun or the Burial Garden's expert's blade, and now, she was facing Sirius Palm. Although these three people had the strength to fight against a Realmling, they were not qualified for her to dodge.
Sirius Palm struck the formless barrier around Zhiyi's body, but it was useless, and Mu Ziying himself was sent flying back a hundred meters.
At the bottom of the sea, Tai Yuanjun soared into the air, panting heavily. The five-meter-tall man from Burial Garden and Mu Ziying had surrounded Zhiyi. It seemed like they had the advantage, but only they knew that Zhiyi was like a mountain that they could not cross.
Tai Yuanjun felt bitter. Who would have thought that the Daosource Three Skies would appear here? The southern battlefield was the most important battlefield, and the Ten Arbiters should have been there. Even if the Daosource Three Skies had appeared, they should not have come here. They should have gone to other battlefields. Were they not afraid of being entangled by the Ten Arbiters?
Tai Yuanjun was also speechless. The Daosource Three Skies had been too confident, and their confidence had caused them to suffer.
On the western battlefield, millions of cultivators were slaughtering each other. Although the Fifth Mainland had far more people than the Sixth Mainland, they were still being suppressed. In a battle of the same level, two Fifth Mainland cultivators might not be a match for a single Sixth Mainland cultivator.
On this battlefield, the most eye-catching battle was naturally the one between the Ten Arbiters, White Knight, and Realmling Shang Rong.
White Knight and Shang Rong were natural rivals, and the two had fought several life or death battles in the Daosource Sect's ruins. Now, in the Cosmic Sea, the two had met again.
Shang Rong felt bitter. Every time he fought with White Knight, he realized that he was becoming less and less of an opponent. The more they fought, the more spirited Shang Rong became. Even in the outside world, there were rumors that he was no match for White Knight.
This was true, and Shang Rong could not deny it. He could not defeat White Knight, as such a freak had actually appeared in the Fifth Mainland. The Fifth Mainland's cultivators were already suppressed by the Fifth Mainland's cultivators, and even with Celestial Phenomenon suppressing their power levels, this suppression had not been eliminated. Now, Shang Rong was no match for White Knight.
Zhiyi knew about this, which was why she had arranged for White Knight and Shang Rong to fight. She wanted Shang Rong to challenge White Knight and join forces with Dachi Yuanjun to defeat White Knight and steal the magnetic pole that the Fifth Mainland believed to be the most secure.
On the battlefield where millions of cultivators were slaughtering each other, Dachi Yuanjun watched the distant white sun collide with the Heaven Palace. He believed that it was time for him to take action and help Shang Rong steal the magnetic pole.
The northern battlefield did not have any Realmlings or Ten Arbiters, and it seemed calm. However, Di Luo, Autumnfrost Qing, and the other Universe Imprinter families had many direct descendants. Almost all of the Bloodburn Realm's younger generation elites had come, and they had the most people on the five battlefields. As a result, the Fifth Mainland's cultivators were being routed, and no one could stop them.
On the other hand, the northeastern battlefield was the complete opposite of the northern battlefield. All of the Sixth Mainland's powerful cultivators had been killed because one of the Ten Arbiters had appeared here. He had closed his eyes and could not open them. He had practically become the ruler of this battlefield.
According to Zhiyi's plan, she could guarantee that she would steal the southern magnetic pole. Nan Yanfei would hide in the southeastern battlefield and would almost certainly steal one magnetic pole. Shang Rong and Dachi Yuanjun would definitely be able to defeat White Knight and steal one magnetic pole. Even if the Fifth Mainland managed to steal the other two magnetic poles, it would be useless. They would still win.
Even if Nan Yanfei encountered one of the Ten Arbiters, they would definitely win one of the remaining two battlefields, and they would still be able to steal three magnetic poles.
She had set the number of Ten Arbiters at two, rather than just one White Knight.
This was Zhiyi's most reliable plan.
If they had followed this plan, the Sixth Mainland would have been able to win in the thunderstorm zone. However, something unexpected had happened.
On the western battlefield, White Knight and Shang Rong were locked in an intense battle. The two of them had fought so many times that they were already familiar with each other. They could even guess what the other was thinking based on the intensity of their battle.
White Knight and Shang Rong fought for a while, and then her heart sank. Shang Rong was not right today. He was too calm, as if he would definitely win. If he was not her match, then there were still other experts.
In the distance, Dachi Yuanjun was eager to give it a try and was ready to attack at any moment. At that moment, the half-life origin token in his hand vibrated, and a line of words appeared: "Support the northwestern battlefield."
Dachi Yuanjun was stunned as he looked at the half-life origin token. The northwestern battlefield?
Could one of the Ten Arbiters have appeared?
What should he do here?
He was lost, but after thinking about it, he still obeyed Zhiyi's orders. He gave up on the western battlefield and rushed towards the northwestern battlefield at full speed.
Although the thunderstorm zone in the Cosmic Sea was huge, with Dachi Yuanjun's speed, it would not take long for him to reach the northwestern battlefield.
Dachi Yuanjun had left, but Shang Rong did not know. He was still waiting for Dachi Yuanjun to attack. After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. Shang Rong became anxious. White Knight's attacks were becoming fiercer and fiercer. Perhaps she had guessed it, but he had no choice. He shifted the battlefield in Dachi Yuanjun's direction.
When he shifted the battlefield, White Knight felt that something was wrong. Her attacks became fiercer, and so did her attacks. Shang Rong felt aggrieved and had to multitask. He blocked White Knight's attacks while searching for Dachi Yuanjun. He was eventually struck by White Knight and fell into the sea.
On the southern battlefield, Tai Yuanjun, the five-meter-tall man from Burial Garden, and Mu Ziying had all been defeated. The three of them could not break through Zhiyi's defenses even if they worked together. Zhiyi was just about to attack and deal with the three of them when her Dao Origin Token vibrated. She looked over in surprise and saw a line of words appear: "Support the northern battlefield."
Zhiyi was stunned. What was going on?