Chapter 1452: The Demon Emperor Descends (Part 2)
Zhou Tian Shen Di's roar sounded like divine music to everyone's ears.
The Cosmic Thorn's power had been exhausted, and the Chaos Wall had not completely shattered. Without the Cosmic Thorn's power, the Chaos Wall would quickly recover. And it would be unknown how many years before the Cosmic Thorn's power recovered enough to break through the Chaos Wall again.
It was even possible that the demons beyond the Chaos could no longer hold on until the next time.
And this was exactly the best outcome Zhou Tian Shen Di had mentioned earlier—the one that was "almost impossible" to appear!
After shrinking to several tens of zhang, the speed of the crimson crack's contraction slowed, but it continued to diminish. Everyone's eyes were fixed on it. The originally thick and terrifying crimson light rapidly dimmed in their pupils, as if foreshadowing that a crisis had passed before it even erupted.
"It seems the heavens favor our Eastern Domain," Fantian Shen Di said.
"No, the heavens favor the present age," sighed Qianye Wu'ai of the Three Fan Gods.
"What a false alarm," Qilin Emperor shook his head, a smile appearing on his aged face.
The cosmic storm ceased, the crimson light faded—everything proved that this calamity had passed.
"It seems that best outcome has appeared," said Mu Xuanyin, also letting out a heavy sigh of relief.
Everyone's expressions relaxed, as if a tremendous weight had been lifted... but only Yun Che's furrowed brow never relaxed.
"No, I'm afraid it's not that simple," Yun Che said in a low voice. "The Ice Phoenix Divine Spirit told me that this was a 'certain' disaster that would erupt, and she said it more than once. Given her existence, I don't think she would speak rashly."
Mu Xuanyin: "..."
"Moreover..." Yun Che raised his hand and pressed it below his chest, his breathing gradually becoming disordered. "My profound veins... are shaking violently... and getting... more intense."
Ten zhang... five zhang... three zhang... two zhang...
The crimson light continued to shrink. At the moment it completely disappeared, it might prove the complete dissipation of this calamity.
Finally, the red light shrank to only one zhang, and then it stopped disappearing, remaining fixed there.
Then, the crimson radiance began to tremble. Slowly, the light underwent a conspicuous transformation—from thick to gradually crystalline, and then increasingly translucent...
From light, it gradually became more and more tangible.
The excitement on Zhou Tian Shen Di's face began to fade, replaced by deep confusion.
Finally, at some moment, the change in the crimson radiance stopped.
The crimson light mark disappeared. Ahead of their sight, a slender, diamond-shaped crimson crystal, one zhang long, was embedded in the Chaos Wall.
Yun Che's expression violently stirred... Not only his profound veins, but also his heart at this moment began to race like crazy, almost leaping out of his chest. He opened his mouth to speak but suddenly found he could not make a sound.
What in the world is this... Zhou Tian Shen Di opened his mouth, but likewise, no sound came out.
And the world, from some unknown point, had fallen into a terrifying dead silence.
The cosmic storm completely disappeared.
The profound energy that the various Divine Lords had surged earlier seemed to be swallowed by an invisible void, vanishing without a trace.
The stars stopped rotating and shifting...
All sounds, all elements fell completely silent...
Order... laws... the Heavenly Dao... all disappeared.
Thump!
Thump!!
In the dead silent world, everyone's pupils had unknowingly dilated to their maximum, yet for a long time, no one spoke, and no one could make a sound. All they could hear was the immensely dull beating of their own hearts.
The entire world seemed to be completely sealed up.
This terrifying silence lasted a long time, with no one breaking it... nor could they.
Finally, after who knows how long, a change appeared in the world before them.
In the crimson crystal embedded in the Chaos Wall, a pitch-black shadow was reflected.
A human shadow!
The black shadow grew closer and clearer within the crimson crystal... Finally, as if breaking through the dimensional barrier, the black figure slowly stepped out of the crystal.
The sound of heartbeats all stopped. Even though there was light, they felt as if they had fallen into an endless dark space... a tremor and oppression that could not be described by any words.
This was a figure not very tall, dressed in tattered black clothes. Exposed skin, and their face, showed a terrifying bluish-black color, densely covered with extremely fine cuts... like a vengeful spirit that had endured a thousand cuts and crawled out from the Nine Nether Hell.
From the figure, one could vaguely discern that this should be a woman. Dark black aura rose from her body. Her eyes were darker than the deepest night. In her hand, she held a spike with no unusual shape, streaming with an already dimmed crimson radiance.
But even in its dimness, the little crimson light on the tip of the spike was still more dazzling than the light of any star.
The snow-white hand gripping Yun Che's arm slowly tightened, trembling slightly... Yun Che's eyes were wide, his teeth clenched, his whole body as if firmly sealed in space, unable to make a sound or any movement.
Zhou Tian Shen Di's pupils shrank as if about to burst, his whole body trembling to the point of nearly scattering...
They had never trembled like this, never been so afraid, so desperate.
The dark gaze looked straight at this world frozen by her arrival, sweeping over these beings who had come to "welcome" her. She slowly raised her hand, touching this world she had been away from for so long...
"Mo... E... old... thief... I, Jie Yuan... have returned!"
Her voice was more hoarse and terrifying than a vengeful spirit's, as if countless poisoned thorns were piercing everyone's souls.
And this voice was like awakening a nightmare that imprisoned the entire chaos. The cold, silent space finally shook violently. The distant stars resumed their movement, but all deviated from their original trajectories.
Elements regained life and existence but became incredibly chaotic... Even without consciousness, they too trembled in fear.
A spatial storm burst forth, more terrifying than the previous cosmic storm. The Divine Emperors ahead, the Divine Lords behind—all their divine bodies shook, swept far away. Dozens of Divine Lords had their bodies split open, covered in blood.
And she... from beginning to end, she hadn't even moved a step—it was merely the change in aura when she appeared.
Zhou Tian Shen Di stumbled backward in panic. All the blood in his body boiled like crazy, yet the boiling blood was also extremely cold. He raised his eyes to look ahead, his mouth opening and closing several times before he finally uttered the most fearful and trembling voice of his life: "Jie Tian... Mo Di!"
Fear... indescribable fear. Like a demon awakening, it wildly grew and expanded in the deepest part of everyone's heart and soul.
It had been less than half an hour since they learned the truth about the crimson crack. Before they could even calm down from that truth, the "Jie Tian Mo Di" spoken of by Zhou Tian Shen Di had actually... crossed the dimensions between Chaos and Outer Chaos and appeared before them.
Appeared in this world.
What a cruel, what a absurd nightmare!
The dark gaze fell on Zhou Tian Shen Di. In just an instant, he felt as if his body and soul had been torn into countless fragments: "Filthy Divine Clan, you sent this group of lowly mortal beings to welcome me!?"
She was one of the Four Demon Emperors of the ancient Demon Clan—Jie Tian Mo Di, Jie Yuan. After being exiled to the Outer Chaos for millions of years, she had finally returned to Chaos!
Only, the aura of this world had changed, completely changed. It had become so filthy and turbid.
She had thought that the Chaos Wall's disturbances over the years would have made the Divine Clan sufficiently prepared to "welcome" her return. She never imagined that what greeted her would be only a group of insignificant mortal beings!
Shui Qianheng shielded his two daughters, his fists clenched tightly, his eyes bloodshot and trembling with terror.
"Ah... ah... ah..."
Trembling groans escaped from the throats of the Upper Realm Kings... an indescribable pressure, a suffocation that nearly crushed their bodies and souls completely. For the first time in their lives, they knew true fear and despair.
Jie Tian Mo Di... a true ancient Demon Emperor!
Even in the ancient era, she was the strongest existence—a Demon Emperor more supreme than the gods and spirits of present-day myths and legends!
A nightmare... how they wished this was a nightmare.
Long Huang, the supreme being of the present Chaos, his body also trembled slightly, every knuckle on his fingers deathly pale.
True fear can never be resisted by will. The pressure from a Demon Emperor could, in an instant, easily tear apart any mortal's will.
The Demon Emperor's calamity had finally truly descended. Hopes and miracles did not appear. Every part of Zhou Tian Shen Di's body, every hair, trembled. Though he had been aware and had several years of psychological preparation compared to others, when facing it at last, he was still so vulnerable.
Not because he was too fragile, but because the descending Demon Emperor was far, far too terrifying.
Far beyond the limit of what a soul could endure.
He bit his tongue tightly. The sting and the bloody taste filling his mouth forced him to regain some clarity. He raised his head and roared with all his might: "Demon Emperor... please... hear my... words... we... are not the Divine Clan... and in this world... there has long been... no Divine Clan!"
"No... Divine Clan?" Jie Yuan shifted her gaze slightly, her pitch-black pupils like an endless demonic abyss that could devour all beings.
The Demon Emperor had appeared, but the situation was different from what Zhou Tian Shen Di had anticipated.
In his, and the "ancestor's" expectations, when the Demon Emperor and demon gods, who had accumulated millions of years of hatred, returned, they would surely release and vent their resentment and hatred wildly, destroying and trampling all living and dead beings...
With their hatred filling the universe, finally able to return, how could there be rationality and restraint!
The Demon Emperor returned alone, but no other demon gods were seen.
Yet, the returning Demon Emperor was far more "calm" and "rational" than he had expected. At least when she saw them, she did not directly strike and annihilate them all.
As if seeing a glimmer of hope in the abyss of despair, Zhou Tian Shen Di said with all his might: "Yes! Demon Emperor, you have just returned to Chaos and may not know. The Divine Clan and the Demon Clan were already extinct a million years ago. Now, this world... only has mortal beings... With Demon Emperor's spiritual perception, you can surely sense the difference between the present Chaos and... that era!"
This short speech seemed to have drained all of Zhou Tian Shen Di's strength. His chest heaved violently, and cold sweat dripped all over his body.
"Extinct..." Jie Yuan gazed into the distance, murmuring slowly: "Ex... tinct..."
This world had become incredibly fragile. The torment of the Outer Chaos had made her Demon Emperor's power far weaker than in the past, but her spiritual perception could extend further in this world...
Yet she could find no traces of either gods or demons.
Only a turbid, filthy world and insignificant, lowly beings.
"Mo E... is dead too?" she spoke slowly, her voice like a demon's chant.
"Yes!" Zhou Tian Shen Di quickly replied: "Mo E... died many years ago. He has long been an ancient legend... The present Chaos is a world of another era."
The space once again fell into icy dead silence.
"Heh... hehe..." She suddenly laughed, her laughter exceptionally cold and terrifying: "Dead... dead! How could he die... how could he die! I have not yet personally torn his body apart and shattered his soul—how could he die!!"
Hatred, wrath, resentment, unwillingness... Black mist rose from Jie Yuan's body. Dark demonic aura, carrying the violent release of finally erupted negative emotions, erupted fiercely. The space let out despairing wails.
At this moment, Jie Yuan's gaze suddenly turned, locking onto a direction... where the four of Fan Di God Realm were.
Qianye Fantian, Qianye Wusheng, Qianye Wubei, Qianye Wu'ai!
"Fan... Tian... Divine... Clan!" she hissed, her black pupils releasing bone-deep hatred and fury: "Mo E old thief's lackeys!!"