# Chapter 1072: The Fruits of War
Three golden sacred apes struck together, their cultivation operating at the pinnacle, driving three imperial weapons down as one. Who in this world could withstand such an assault?
Even a reincarnated deity would have to die in regret!
Kun Zhou the Great Sage's skull shattered, blood and brain matter splashing high, red and white mixing together like a peach blossom blooming.
A miserable cry pierced through the dark heavens and reached the earth, causing all living beings to tremble in fear.
A generation's Great Sage had fallen, blood splattering everywhere. Even with an ancient emperor's weapon within his body, it was difficult to defy heaven. With three imperial weapons arriving together, the outcome was already decided.
Ranked among the strongest mortals of this era, even a single white bone fragment would be a supreme treasure that could be refined into a peerless sacred artifact. Yet nothing remained.
Under the attack of the imperial weapons, his body first shattered completely, blood splashing horizontally, then began to burn, becoming a pile of ashes—body and spirit utterly destroyed.
The old clan leaders from Fire Qilin Cave, Primordial Lake, and Blood Phoenix Mountain all changed expression. They opened their mouths but found it difficult to say anything.
The Battle-Saint Ape King was too decisive, clean and swift, killing Kun Zhou first and forcing the fait accompli. Who could argue on behalf of a dead man?
"Jingle, jingle!"
Pleasant bell sounds rang out as a mass of purple light surged up from the annihilated void. This was the extreme ancient emperor weapon within Kun Zhou's body, now revealing itself.
"It's the Ten Thousand Dragon Bell!"
In the Central Domain, the crowd shuddered. Sure enough, this involved another overwhelmingly powerful ancient imperial clan.
"It's the ancient emperor weapon of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest!"
This was a strange weapon, formed from a string of purple divine bells linked together, shaped like a purple true dragon. Each purple bell resembled a section of dragon bone, flowing with immortal light, capable of suppressing the nine heavens and ten lands.
"Jingle, jingle!"
The bell sounds were like heavenly music. Even from an immeasurably distant distance, the sound reached the earth, causing people's spirits to almost leave their bodies.
The Battle-Saint Ape King, holding the black divine iron staff, almost smashed it down, while his other incarnate body holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle also nearly struck.
"Swish"
The purple-gold Ten Thousand Dragon Bell shook, disappearing in an instant, tearing through the heavens and vanishing into the distant blurry figure standing within the Dao marks—this was the Great Sage of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
The Battle-Saint Ape King ultimately did not snatch it, because ancient emperor weapons all contained divine spirits, being at the level of ancient great emperors, impossible to subdue. Suppressing with three ancient emperor weapons was temporary; suppressing for an eternity was impossible. Forcibly keeping it by one's side would inevitably bring great disaster!
The heavens fell silent. No one spoke. Kun Zhou the Great Sage being killed had become a fact.
The Battle-Saint Ape King's expression was indifferent. Now he feared nothing. With three imperial weapons in hand, he could even annihilate a powerful imperial clan if he set his mind to it.
"Coming neither early nor late, but insisting on coming at this time..." He naturally understood these people's mentality.
Some had biased positions, wanting to pull the scales, while others had not revealed themselves earlier because they wanted to see the true level of Dao between him and Kun Zhou. Of course, there were also those who truly thought of the greater situation, unwilling to see living beings suffer.
"Has the Sacred King vented some of his anger?" said the old clan leader of Fire Qilin Cave.
"If we had revealed ourselves too early, it would have been useless anyway. Better to let you fight it out and release some of the resentment in your heart," said the old clan leader of Blood Phoenix Mountain.
The Battle-Saint Ape King said nothing, fixing his gaze on the Golden King. Three imperial weapons pointed forward, his killing intent undiminished.
The atmosphere was tense. Everyone changed expression. The three golden sacred apes were now not merciful Buddhas. Standing with three ancient emperor weapons, everyone was wary of them.
"Sacred King, spare his life," said Chaos Expansion Great Sage.
The Golden King's face was pale. Kun Zhou dying before his eyes made his heart tremble, cold sweat breaking out all over his body. He gripped the Golden Mace tightly.
"Golden King, didn't you say you wanted to exchange life for life? Why not quickly take out the divine marrow?" said the old clan leader of Primordial Lake.
The Golden King steeled himself, operating supreme mysterious arts to open the internal small world of the extreme imperial mace—the space where this clan's immortal treasures were suppressed.
A jade bottle appeared in his palm, about half a foot long. Opening the stopper, light flowed and colors swirled. The fragrance made the several Great Sages and old clan leaders present all shake, their bodies feeling comfortable and relaxed, as if about to ascend to immortality.
"Peerless divine marrow!" They all exclaimed in admiration.
"This bottle of divine marrow is the most precious thing my clan currently possesses. It can extend a Great Sage's life by a thousand years," the Golden King said bitterly.
Taking out this bottle was more painful than killing him. This was a divine object he had prepared to use when breaking through a cultivation barrier, an immortal treasure accumulated by his ancestors. Now he had to give it away.
Originally, he had only wanted to take out half, offering five hundred years of "life." He never expected the monkey would want to kill him right then, forcing him to send the entire bottle on the spot.
In this world, things that extend life were hard to come by, especially for those at the Great Sage level. Even carefully refined precious medicines were ineffective.
This bottle of divine marrow could extend a Great Sage's life by a thousand years—one could imagine its value!
Even the several old clan leaders and Great Sages were somewhat envious. Having reached their level, they were already advanced in years. Who didn't need more lifespan?
None of these people had many years left to live. Lifespan was the biggest stumbling block hindering their progress on the immortal path.
"Swish"
The Battle-Saint Ape King waved his hand, instantly taking the bottle of divine marrow and suppressing it inside the black divine iron staff to prevent the essence from leaking.
After sending out this immortal treasure, the Golden King seemed to have all his strength drained away. This was equivalent to taking half his life. His spirit was listless and depressed, his heart bleeding.
He knew that in this life, he could only stop here, unable to advance another inch. Meanwhile, the Battle-Saint Ape would live a thousand more years because of this, his immortal path more open—one rising, the other falling.
Boundless bitterness. The Golden King put away the extreme imperial mace, seeming to have aged a thousand years in an instant. Truly reaping what he had sown.
The Battle-Saint Ape King no longer looked at him. His true body and two incarnate bodies, carrying three ancient emperor weapons, advanced toward the Great Sage of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest, still without a word.
"Forget it. Although it was to repay a great debt to Di Que, in the end it caused the Sacred King to face danger. My clan naturally must also pay a price," said the Great Sage of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
Standing among the Dao marks, his figure blurry, light flashed in his palm, and an ancient medicinal king appeared, half a meter tall, its entire body like black jade carved, medicinal fragrance assailing the nose.
"A medicinal age of over a hundred thousand years!" several people exclaimed.
Medicinal kings were rare, hard to find in this world. This was one sealed from the ancient times. By normal reasoning, ancient medicines growing to eighty or ninety thousand years could be crowned with the character "king," but they could hardly survive the hundred-thousand-year threshold.
"This medicinal king can extend life by three to four hundred years."
Upon hearing this, the Battle-Saint Ape King extended his immortal light, seized it, and similarly sealed it inside the black divine iron staff.
Beside him, the several old clan leaders watched eagerly, their eyes burning with desire. They were all close to passing away. Such divine plants were truly life-saving herbs for them.
The Battle-Saint Ape King's battle shook the world. Not only had he killed Kun Zhou the Great Sage, but he could also live an additional one thousand three to four hundred years, causing envy and sighs.
The Battle-Saint Ape King did not strike again. This involved two great ancient imperial clans, and those who had come to mediate were no pushovers either. He also had his concerns.
The ten thousand clans had experts like clouds. Although it was said there were only a few Great Sages, generation-surpassing experts had always hidden themselves and not emerged. Unless one attained the Dao and became an emperor, no one dared claim invincibility under heaven.
Who knew if an unknown Quasi-Emperor might jump out one day!
"This is a great era, with ten thousand clans coexisting. What we are waiting for is merely the opening of the immortal path, hoping to enter the Immortal Domain. I hope all clans can cease hostilities," said Chaos Expansion Great Sage.
"Well said. Countless ages ago, our ancestors entered this ancient star from other star domains. What were they seeking? Wasn't it the word 'immortality'? What a pity..." an old clan leader sighed.
They were not natives. The ten thousand clans had all come from different star domains.
"Back then, our ancestors' deductions were mistaken, causing us to miss the immortal path. They placed their hopes on us, hoping that our entire clans could ascend to immortality. Do not let war rage at this time," nodded the Great Sage of the Ten Thousand Dragon Nest.
"If others do not provoke me, I naturally will not start conflict," the Battle-Saint Ape King said, his words short and forceful.
The others all nodded. It was best for the Battle-Saint Ape lineage to let this matter rest, otherwise there would truly be great trouble. Believing no one wanted to provoke this monkey anymore. One true body, two incarnate bodies, three imperial weapons—whoever faced him would spit blood. Moreover, Mount Sumeru's faith power was like an ocean. Who could attack it? This monkey had become the master there, already invincible from the start!
"How about letting the storm of this incident disperse?" said Chaos Expansion Great Sage.
The Battle-Saint Ape King nodded. "No problem. Wait a moment. I'll go kill the Eight Divine Generals cleanly, lest they continue causing trouble later. To stop hostilities, it must be thorough."
"Whoosh" sound, the three golden sacred apes disappeared from the extraterritorial battlefield. Chaos Expansion Great Sage was speechless for a moment, and the others were also stunned, then together they shouted: "Show mercy!"
In the Central Province, outside Zhenxian City, a group of ancient clan experts were shaken. They had seen everything beyond the domain through their heaven-penetrating Dharma eyes.
The Eight Divine Generals' faces were deathly pale, each feeling that doomsday had arrived. Several ancestral kings' scalps tingled. Kun Zhou was dead—what were they to do?
Chaos Expansion Great Sage and others had stepped forward to mediate. Just now, they had still held hope, thinking they might survive. But now they saw that the Battle-Saint Ape King had long made his decision, buying no one's account.
Just as he had killed Kun Zhou first, now he was charging down to create a fait accompli, striking first to eliminate them.
"Flee!"
Everyone was left with only this one thought!
There was simply no way to resist. Were they supposed to wait for a Great Sage holding an imperial weapon to come down and wipe them out one by one?
However, they discovered in terror that outside Zhenxian City, there was a peerless great formation. The Divine Silkworm Princess had long prepared, trapping this place with a divine array.
"Ah... No!"
The Eight Divine Generals were terrified, all screaming. This was like cutting off their path of survival.
"Boom!"
The Battle-Saint Ape King arrived extremely fast, descending in an instant. The Demon-Subduing Pestle swept forward, Buddha's light shining everywhere, flesh and blood flying horizontally, bone fragments splattering in all directions. The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals all screamed, dying in droves.
Even the several ancient kings could not escape. Under the weapon of Amitabha Buddha, they could only scream loudly, turning into blood and dust!
All the experts of the ten thousand clans were silent as cicadas in winter. Not a single person dared say anything more. Even though the Battle-Saint Ape King had become a Buddha, deep in his bones he was still as before—domineering and wild. The spirit of sweeping through the ancient times was still there.
"Ah..."
The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals screamed, but it changed nothing. Not a single person could withstand a single blow from the Battle-Saint Ape!
And the Divine Silkworm Princess also struck, saying: "I said that from today onward, there will be no more Eight Divine Generals' followers in this world. I must make good on my words."
Blood stained the sky. Experts of all clans kept their mouths shut. Not a single person dared speak, let alone interfere.
In this battle, the Eight Divine Generals' followers were erased from existence!
"Unless your ancestors revive, unless the true divine generals return! Otherwise, you can only become pawns in others' hands, aiding the wicked and ruining the former divine generals' heroic reputation," said the Divine Silkworm Princess.
The Silver Moon Heavenly King had run away. The several ancestral kings who had mocked that the Battle Victory Buddha would die and turn into manure had also fled. They had left this place the moment Kun Zhou could not hold his own.
The Battle-Saint Ape King directly tore through space and pursued them. Half an hour later, he caught them all and brought them back.
Before the old monkey had gone to the extraterritorial decisive battle, he had left marks on them. Even fleeing to the ends of the earth was useless, unless they left this ancient star.
"Great Sage of the Battle-Saint lineage, please be merciful!" an aged voice called out.
"Pfft"
The old monkey's hand came down. The captured Silver Moon Heavenly King instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist, body and spirit utterly destroyed, erased from the world.
"My elder brother praised your cultivation talent, but that does not mean I acknowledge you!"