# Chapter 1681: A Tragedy Beyond Human Endurance
The moment the Light Profound Force radiance shone, Yan Wan Chi lost his balance, the Profound Force he was about to release directly dissipated, and his entire body heavily crashed to the ground. His limbs flailed wildly, and from his mouth came a hoarse, agonized howl of pain.
Yan Wan Hun and Yan Wan Gui also collapsed to the ground. They writhed and scrambled around in painful screams like jackals thrown into a boiling oil cauldron, crazily trying to escape.
And Yan Wan Chi's full-power strike, which had been a hair's breadth from erupting, completely dissipated, undoubtedly suffering severe backlash. With his aura in chaos and the holy light blazing on his body, he was like a desperate beast whose limbs had been broken, rolling and struggling on the ground in utter madness and despair.
With the help of the light, one could clearly see that the skin and flesh on the three Yan Ancestors were rapidly festering and disappearing, like leather being scorched layer by layer. Before long, white bones were exposed... Then, the bare bones also began to emit wisps of white smoke.
"Just as I thought."
Yun Che did not bother with the frantically fleeing Yan Wan Hun and Yan Wan Gui. Instead, carrying a body full of Light Profound Force radiance, he unhurriedly walked towards Yan Wan Chi: "Your lives and souls are completely sustained by the Dark Profound Force here. So once you touch Light Profound Force, your lives and souls are burned. It must be very painful, right?"
Light Profound Force and Dark Profound Force counteract each other. But those bearing Dark Profound Force should not normally be driven to such extremes by mere Light Profound Force radiance.
But these three Yan Ancestors were different.
Because over these past eight hundred thousand years, their lives and souls had been sustained by the dark yin energy here. Their bones, flesh, and blood had long been assimilated by this dark yin energy, becoming utterly dark existences.
When they became pure dark beings, light became the most terrifying, untouchable thing in the world to them.
Ordinarily, the three Yan Ancestors could not completely leave the Eternal Dark Bone Sea. Back then, Chi Wuyue had said they could leave for at most half an hour at a time.
But they almost never stepped out. Because even the thin natural light outside would cause them pain and discomfort.
And the light on Yun Che's body was the sacred divine radiance released by the world's only Light Profound Force! When it fell upon the three Yan Ancestors, it was like ten thousand blades piercing their bodies, ten thousand needles stabbing their souls...
No—life and soul being devoured was an entirely different concept from the body being ravaged. That kind of pain could perhaps not be described by any words, nor resisted by any will.
Hong'er awakened, You'er slept. The Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword in his hand transformed into the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword. Sacred divine radiance spread from Yun Che's body to the sword blade, and he thrust it at Yan Wan Chi.
"Hiiiissssaaaaahhhhh!!!"
Yan Wan Chi's body was too formidable. Yun Che's casual thrust naturally could not pierce him through; it only entered the tip. But the Demon-Slaying power combined with the Light Profound Force radiance brought forth a scream from Yan Wan Chi that was countless times more wretched than ten thousand evil ghosts wailing in unison.
Extreme pain brought forth desperate ferocity. Yan Wan Chi spun around and slammed a claw into Yun Che's chest.
At this moment, Yan Wan Chi's body and soul were both immersed in the lava of purgatory. Under the suppression of light and the pain beyond the limits of will, his convulsing arm had only struck with less than ten percent of his power. But it still sent Yun Che flying far away.
Yun Che's body shot back, but then he immediately reversed like lightning, using the Light Profound Force to execute the Celestial Wolf's fourth sword, "Instant Prison Calamity," and stabbed fiercely at Yan Wan Chi, who had collapsed to the ground again.
Chi-cha!
This sword shattered space, unstoppable. It pierced in through Yan Wan Chi's right chest and out through his left back, running straight through the Yan Ancestor's body.
"Hiiiisssswoooohhaaaaahhh!!!"
The Light Profound Force exploding inside his body was undoubtedly equivalent to detonating a living hell within him. Yan Wan Chi's howl directly tore his throat. The Profound Force on his body erupted wildly.
Boom!!
The scream and the explosion overlapped. Yun Che was blasted hundreds of feet into the air. But the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword remained stuck in Yan Wan Chi's body. The flesh and bones around the sword blade rapidly decayed and perished, eating an ever-widening hole into his body.
Amidst the miserable screams, Yan Wan Chi punched his own heart, violently shaking the Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword out. But at that moment, Yun Che's figure suddenly flew over, sucked the sword into his hand, and stabbed down fiercely with the same "Instant Prison Calamity."
This time, it went from left chest to right back. Another hole pierced by light power appeared on Yan Wan Chi's body.
"Aaahhhhhhhhh!!"
Yan Wan Chi's scream was so piercing that even the most cruel person would find it unbearable. All the pain he had suffered in his entire life of over eight hundred thousand years could not compare to a single instant of this.
The Xuan Qi on his body was released chaotically, without any pattern, unable to suppress the light, unable to shake Yun Che off. Finally...
Bang!!
His knees heavily hit the ground. With what little reason remained, he let out a blood-soaked scream: "Old ghosts... save me... save meee ahhh!"
His desperate roar had an immediate effect. Yan Wan Hun and Yan Wan Gui, who had already fled far away, suddenly appeared in an instant. Their full-strength Yan Demon Ghost Hands reached from a great distance, both grabbing at Yun Che's head.
Yun Che revealed a cruel smile. The Heaven-Defying Demon-Slaying Sword suddenly pulled out of Yan Wan Chi's body. His body spun abruptly, the sword sweeping horizontally, quickly spreading out a massive sword formation.
Celestial Wolf's sixth sword — Blood Moon Immortal-Slaying Sword!
This sword formation, which normally required him to expend a huge amount of Profound Force, was completed in just a few moments—far faster than even Cai Zhi could manage in this dark world.
The sword formation erupted. In the dark world, countless light sword shadows appeared like a full moon. And the sacred divine radiance released by these sword shadows alone was a thousand times stronger than what Yun Che had emitted earlier.
What it brought to the three Yan Ancestors was undoubtedly a thousand times the purgatory.
Tsss—!!!!
As if countless flames were burning on the three Yan Ancestors, their skin and flesh rapidly vanished, their bones quickly turned to ash. But the real purgatory had just begun...
As Yun Che tilted his sword, the countless light sword blades rained down like a storm.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation was powerful, but it had no chance of suppressing the three Yan Ancestors. They could either withstand it or avoid it.
But under the relentless devouring of light, it was completely different.
When life and will were both swallowed by extreme pain, they could no longer properly control their bodies and power. The light sword blades rained down like rain, mercilessly slicing and piercing their bodies, leaving behind light marks that continuously devoured life and soul.
The three Yan Ancestors wanted to resist and flee. But they could only twist and roll like larvae with broken limbs and lost eyes. Their screams grew more piercing, more desperate with each passing moment.
In their lives, they had toyed with countless opponents and prey. But even the most pitiful of them had not suffered as miserably as they did now... Perhaps not even a millionth of it.
Under the devouring light, Yan Wan Chi's hands and feet had already disappeared. His two legs exposed only half of the remaining leg bones, still gradually turning to ash under the light.
Yan Wan Hun and Yan Wan Gui were not much better. Their ten fingers rapidly melted in the light. At least seventy percent of their skin and flesh had disappeared. Their heads were basically no different from skeletons.
And even so, their screams continued to resound throughout the entire Eternal Dark Bone Sea.
One could imagine what kind of inhuman pain they were suffering.
Standing at the center of the sword formation, Yun Che's expression was cold, a faint smile on his lips... utterly out of place with the tragic scenes and sounds around him.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation continued. As long as he wished, it could go on endlessly.
The dark yin energy of the Eternal Dark Bone Sea continuously flowed into his body, and through his Profound Vein, transformed into the completely opposite Light Profound Force.
Merging darkness while releasing light—this sight would probably make even the ancient Creation Gods and Demon Emperors drop their jaws in shock if they were alive.
Watching the bodies of the three Yan Ancestors gradually disappear amidst the light sword blades, Yun Che suddenly withdrew his sword.
Instantly, the countless sword blades and the Light Profound Force radiance on his body all vanished. The surrounding world momentarily fell into its initial darkness.
Because if he continued, these three Yan Ancestors would likely completely dissolve in the light.
How could he bear to let them die!
The light vanished. The prolonged screams of the three Yan Ancestors finally ceased. Their ruined bodies lay sprawled on the ground, all parts of their bodies twitching wildly.
The three founding ancestors of the Yan Demon Realm, figures so revered that even the Northern Domain's number one Divine Emperor had to respectfully call them ancestors, now looked like they had been ravaged ten thousand times by countless beasts. They writhed on the ground like dying larvae, unspeakably miserable and desolate.
The darkness surged back, beginning to rapidly repair their bodies, lives, and souls that had been devoured by the light.
Skin, flesh, bones, blood, and limbs all recovered at a visible speed. Though far slower than Yun Che's monstrous regeneration, it was still absolutely astonishing.
Their bodies and spiritual power recovered to seventy or eighty percent. Yan Wan Chi was the first to turn over and stand up. But his body and soul were still trembling violently. The light hell he had just experienced was enough to become a nightmare he could never erase in his lifetime.
"You... you... what in the world..." he pointed at Yun Che, unconsciously stepping back. In his aged eyes, there was only fear.
On the other side, Yan Wan Hun and Yan Wan Gui also stood up. The way they looked at Yun Che was no longer like looking at a "little brat," but as if they were looking at a true, brutal demon.
"It seems you've recovered quite a bit." Yun Che chuckled lowly. Then, without warning, Light Profound Force radiance blazed up on his body again.
The holy light rose once more. To the three Yan Ancestors, it was undoubtedly the hell they had just escaped descending again. Hoarse, distorted screams, accompanied by the pain of life and soul being devoured, resumed.
This time, they could no longer care about anything else. They frantically released all the power they could muster, madly fleeing in three different directions.
Trying to escape? Yun Che smiled mockingly. Without even looking at the three Yan Ancestors, a faint black light flashed in his eyes.
Instantly, the surrounding dark yin energy rapidly mobilized. Before the three Yan Ancestors could even flee the area covered by the light, they were slammed back by a dark wave rushing towards them, crashing directly at Yun Che's feet—the very core of the light.
Their screams intensified several times in an instant. But even rolling at Yun Che's feet, their shattered wills could not muster a single thought of counterattack. They still desperately tried to escape, unwilling to give up anything to break free from this too-cruel light purgatory.
But every time they were about to escape, they were forcibly swept back by a completely irresistible dark storm. Repeated several times, they could not escape the light hell for even an instant. Their skin and flesh were already half devoured again, their hands and feet rapidly disappearing.
The pain of the soul being gradually extinguished was the hell within hell.
"Aaahhhhh... spare us... uuaagghh... spare us aaaaahhh..."
They finally began to beg for mercy, using the last remnants of their will to plead desperately.
Perhaps, in their nearly one million years of life, they had never imagined that they would one day be so humbly begging for mercy.
"Oh?" Yun Che slowly turned his eyes, smiling faintly, but did not retract the Light Profound Force radiance on his body: "So, you finally know who your master is?"
"We are willing... aaaahhh... willing to take you as master... uwaaahhh... mercy... mercy aaaahhh..."
Rather than endure such pain, they would rather die.
But in this Eternal Dark Bone Sea, even self-destruction was a luxury.
"We are willing... to acknowledge you as master!" The other two Yan Ancestors also screamed desperately.
"Very good." Yun Che extended his arm, and the light completely converged.
The screams gradually ceased. The three Yan Ancestors lay sprawled on the ground, gasping heavily. Every part of their bodies, every drop of blood, every pore trembled and twitched. Beneath them, a large area of turbid liquid spread.
Yun Che swept his gaze over them, then walked first towards Yan Wan Chi, the leader of the three Yan Ancestors. He stood before Yan Wan Chi's head, looking down at his utterly miserable state of extreme wretchedness, then slowly reached out, grabbing for his head.
"You... what are you going to do?" Yan Wan Chi asked weakly.
"Of course, to bestow a slave mark upon you." Yun Che said with a sidelong glance: "Unless you three old ghosts think I would believe your verbal submission? Hah... You're not going to resist, are you?"
The word "slave mark" made all three Yan Ancestors stiffen all over.
They, the three Yan Ancestors... be branded with a slave mark!?
What a great humiliation! What a great joke!
How could they possibly accept it!?
Yan Wan Chi's whole body trembled. Suddenly, he leaped up, charging straight at Yun Che, intending to tear him apart with his demon claws and the little power he had barely recovered.
But what greeted him was the Light Profound Force radiance shining once more.
"Uwaaahhh aaaahhhhh..."
Yan Wan Chi, as if slapped down by an invisible hand from the air, fell heavily to the ground, writhing in pain. The funeral dirge of hell formed by the desperate screams of the three Yan Ancestors once again resounded through the endless dark space.
Yun Che straightened up, a beaming smile on his face: "Very good. This proves your dignity as Yan Ancestors. You must hold out as long as possible. I am in no hurry at all."