After making his decision, Michael immediately turned around, accelerating back to the main island, dashing towards the agreed location with Ola.

"Seeking reinforcements?"

Ye Qingzhou naturally saw through Michael's intention and pursued him at a leisurely pace, occasionally slashing out with his sword, worsening Michael's injuries, preventing him from maintaining a complete victory stance.

Thus, the two raced across Japan from east to west, arriving at Pinghu City.

At this time, Pinghu City was also not peaceful, with half of the city turned into ruins, the once bustling streets and malls now resembling the aftermath of a typhoon, leaving only a scene of debris and wreckage.

Meanwhile, two figures, one green and one red, clashed fiercely at the center of the city, engaged in an endless struggle.

Rumble~

The blood-red Sword Qi was ferocious and fierce, carrying an irresistible domineering intent, like a superior king, with a sword pointed at your throat, asking, "Submit or die?"

The dark cyan tree silhouette towered into the clouds, under its shade, the earth was full of vitality, giving a feeling of all things flourishing.

In the ruins of a building severed by Sword Qi, Yingyue tossed aside the ceiling pressing on her, her skin's wounds quickly healing, becoming smooth and delicate once more.

However, the previously solid Mental Imagery had now faded considerably, obviously consuming a huge amount, gradually becoming unsustainable.

Amidst the swirling dust, a knight clad in pure gold armor, holding a great sword and a sturdy shield, approached slowly.

Knight King Ola, leader of the Holy Knight Order, also held the additional identity as the follower of the War Knight among the Four Knights of the Apocalypse!

"Beautiful lady, you possess the dual talents of creation and space, with limitless potential. Would you be willing to serve my master, sparking warfare on earth?"

"No way, I already have a master."

Yingyue rejected without hesitation.

"This... is truly a pity..."

Ola raised the Knight's Greatsword in his hand high into the air, shouting, "Sword of Damocles!"

A vast and domineering power then gathered in the sky, its brilliance dazzling, transforming into the shape of a fierce celestial fire sword.

As the Sword of Damocles was about to descend upon Yingyue, eradicating her body and soul, completely wiping her from this world.

"Ah~"

A figure accompanied by a miserable scream streaked across like a meteor, smashing the summoned Sword of Damocles, creating a deep pit on the ground.

In the pit was Michael, left only with his left hand and right leg, the former Holy Eagle of the Western Pole Kingdom, would fall today, with an expression of panic like a defeated dog on his face.

"Ola, save me!"

"Hmm?"

Ola did not continue to attack Yingyue, instead, he raised his shield, set up the great sword, and assumed a cautious defensive posture.

"You're Europe's top expert, Knight King Ola of the Holy Knight Order?"

Ye Qingzhou descended from the sky, landing in front of Yingyue.

While speaking, he did not forget to wave two swords, reducing the struggling Michael to a human stick, stripping him of any ability to resist.

"Infinite Sword Saint, Ye Qingzhou..."

Ola looked at Ye Qingzhou with a grave expression, having been through countless battles, he sensed how terrifying the enemy in front of him was, for he felt nothing from Ye Qingzhou.

Even when employing the power granted by God, all he could see from Ye Qingzhou was a blur of chaos.

"My lord!!"

Yingyue was overjoyed to tears.

Ye Qingzhou noticed that Yingyue had exerted herself greatly, clearly suffering considerable hardship against Ola, so he softly comforted her, "It's okay now, leave the rest to me."

"Be careful, this tin can has some skills."

Yingyue cautioned before grabbing Michael from the ground and retreating to the outskirts of the battlefield.

Ignoring Michael's signals for help, Ola's gaze never left Ye Qingzhou for even half a second after his appearance, for in his eyes, Ye Qingzhou had become a major threat to the entire Western World.

Just as Ola intended to give it his all, to kill Ye Qingzhou here, the battle took a sudden turn— the Divine War had already resulted in a victor!

The Yellow Emperor's involvement rendered the schemes of the Famine Knight and War Knight futile, even consuming themselves.

The Famine Knight was hunted by the Yellow Emperor, while the War Knight was 'devoured' by Snake Mother Yinji, Heavenly Queen Hera, and Midgard Serpent Jörmungandr, the three Martial Gods.

And the Three Noble Children of Chuyun were subdued by Chiyou with the Overlord Fist, becoming spoils of war.

It was evident that Ola had received the War Knight's final oracle, directing him to leave the Land of Chuyun, to retreat to the Church Court, preserving the spark of war.

"Ye Qingzhou, how about we end this battle here?"

Having received the oracle, Ola now only wished to escape quickly.

However, Ye Qingzhou had no intention of letting him go, thus directly refusing, "You have offended me and still want to run?"

Clang~ 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

The Primordial Sword vibrated again.

Crack~

Ola looked in surprise at the sword mark slashed on his chest, had it not been for the Holy Armor he wore, he would be injured now: "What kind of Sword Techniques are those?"

"Take a guess."

Ye Qingzhou then smiled without speaking, simply continuing to swing his sword.

The characteristic of the Primordial Sword to erase time made it unpredictable, and Ola's Holy Armor was soon slashed with numerous scars, seemingly on the brink of shattering.

"In the beginning, there is Dao, and the Dao is with God!"

Ola had to call for the support of Divine Power; the War Knight had fallen, though not truly dead, the power of the granted Divine Art dropped sharply, no longer providing him with sufficiently strong protective support.

As soon as a golden shield resembling an eggshell appeared on Ola, it was shattered into pieces by a few slashes from Ye Qingzhou, scaring Ola into hastily raising the sturdy shield in his hand.

"As solid as a fortress!"

The shield emitted a large volume of Spiritual Light from Thought Ability, transferring all of Ola's injuries onto the shield, allowing him to escape for the moment.

Seeing Ye Qingzhou about to swing again, Ola hastily transmitted a Thought Transmitting Sound, "Wait! We can talk!"

Ye Qingzhou continued to remain silent, only wanting to cut down the opponent in front of him.

"I'm sorry for hurting your woman, but I can compensate you! Name your price!"

Still, Ye Qingzhou couldn't be bothered to reply. Right now, he was only interested in cutting down his opponent.

"Don't push me too far, Ye Qingzhou!"

Seeing Ye Qingzhou about to strike with increasing ferocity, Ola took great offense, giving up on defense, instead positioning himself to go down with Ye Qingzhou.

"You talk too much."

Ye Qingzhou silently smiled without responding, only continued to swing his sword.

The Primordial Sword resonated with a time-eraser quality, which was impossible to defend against, soon leaving Ola's Holy Armor marred with a network of scars, seemingly ready to shatter in the next instant.

"In the beginning, there was a way, a way with God!"

In a display of resolve against the threat of losing his life, Ola firmly grasped the Golden Greatsword with both hands, raising it above his head, beginning to invoke aloud the descent of War Divine Power: "War Oath, Sword of Victory!"

Though the War Knight had fallen, the Path of War still existed. Over the past two thousand years, the Church Court and the Holy Knight Order's divine oath remained potent, equating to the War Knight's full power strike.

In the melodious sound of the horn, the descending golden greatsword was both graceful and domineering, the mighty force of war was unparalleled, its power akin to a mountain collapsing or a meteor falling to earth.

Even as he was engulfed in the dazzling golden sword light, disintegrating like spring snow under the brilliance.

And the Knight King Ola, who had swung this sword, saw his flesh collapse directly under the impact of the divine power, laughing maniacally until his last breath: "Hahaha, die with me!"

"My lord!"

Yingyue cried out in joy.

Ye Qingzhou noticed that a drop of blood had appeared in the palm of his hand out of nowhere, only realizing it in a blink of an eye, as the blood drop sprouted gold-colored filaments like roots, weaving into a palm-sized cocoon.

"I need to absorb the war divine power within me and reconstruct my body. Please guard me during this time."

"You've unexpectedly mastered the divine art of Blood Rebirth, how incredible."