Chapter 1721: Bloodstained Zhou Tian (3)
In the central and southern regions of the Dong Shen Domain, countless terrifying demonic auras erupted violently in the same instant, without any reservation. Space was twisted layer by layer, and light was mercilessly devoured.
To the south of the Eastern Domain, within a dilapidated-looking mysterious ark that could only hold a few hundred thousand people and appeared completely ordinary, a figure slowly stood up amidst the black fog.
It was none other than Yama Emperor Yan Tianxiao!
"Kill!"
A single word, colder than ice, piled up an endless sea of bones and mountains of corpses in advance.
All around him, Yan Mo, Yan Gui, and Yan Bing shot out countless black rays, piercing into the turbulent Dong Shen Domain.
On the other side, led by the Great Demoness Jie Xin and Jie Ling, the demonesses, soul spirits, and soul attendants of the Jiehun Realm all bared their dark fangs.
The Huangtian Realm, led by Tian Muyi; the Huohuang Realm, led by Huo Tianxing; the Shenmang Realm, led by Kuishe Shengjun...
All the "strongholds" that Chi Wuyue and Qianye Ying'er had pointed out in the dark projection erupted into heaven-devouring, earth-swallowing dark vortexes.
The middle and lower star realms in the north of the Eastern Domain were being conquered layer by layer, and all attention was focused on the northern Eastern Domain. They would never have dreamed that while chaos reigned in the north, the royal realms of the Bei Shen Domain, along with most of the upper star realms, had long since quietly infiltrated the central and southern regions of the Dong Shen Domain.
Within the mysterious arks and ships that had fled in panic from the northern border realms, countless demon people lay hidden.
But no one noticed.
Because the aura of demon people was too easy to distinguish, and moreover, it was far too easy for demon people to lose control of their aura. It was simply impossible for a single demon person to hide their aura for a long time—let alone a group of demon people.
This was the most basic understanding that had existed since the dawn of the God Realm, deeply ingrained for a million years.
And the most unpreventable, and most terrifying thing in this world, was precisely something that transcended this "most basic understanding."
The great calamity of demons truly descended at this moment.
A dark storm of blood and wind instantly swept across countless lands of the Eastern Domain.
The southern Dong Shen Domain had just had over a hundred and forty upper star realms, along with their core forces including the realm kings, transferred away by the Zhou Tian God Realm.
What followed immediately after, however, was the endless darkness of the Bei Shen Domain, including two royal realms!
When Yun Che's "Voice of Zhou Tian" spread across the Dong Shen Domain, the true nightmare descended without mercy.
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In the Zhou Tian God Realm, with the destruction of the most core teleportation formation, three terrifyingly extreme darknesses erupted in three directions. Everyone in Zhou Tian was alarmed, and the remaining guardians, Zhou Tian elders, arbiters... as well as the disciples of all palaces and halls, surged out, charging toward the locations of the three demonic auras.
Taiyu Zunzhe did not move. He stared ahead, his pupils violently contracting, his scalp tightening rapidly.
Because the dark killing intent coming from three directions was so powerful that he could hardly believe it.
Of the three auras, even the weakest... was completely on par with Zhou Tian Shen Di!
Three existences at the God Emperor level!?
How could there be three such people in the world? What dark monsters were these? And when had they arrived in the Zhou Tian Realm?
Even more terrifying was that these three dark auras, frightening enough to make him tremble, were clearly appearing within the Zhou Tian Realm itself! Even if he activated the strongest sealing barrier now, it would already be too late.
At that moment, the Zhou Tian Bell tolled. Taiyu Zunzhe's already extremely ugly face changed again. He spun around and shot straight toward the core of Zhou Tian.
Before the Zhou Tian Bell, he saw a pitch-black figure slowly turn around.
"Yun... Che..." Taiyu Zunzhe murmured, his vision blurring for an instant.
Back then, on the border of the Northern Domain, the day Zhou Qingchen died, he had used all his strength to drag Zhou Xuzi away. In the darkness, he had sensed Yun Che's aura, but he hadn't seen Yun Che's full appearance.
Seeing him again now felt like a lifetime apart.
In his memory, Yun Che had eyes as clear as water. When facing elders, his gaze was gentle and respectful. On the Feng Shen Platform, his eyes were firm enough to move anyone... He also clearly remembered that at the edge of the Chaos, when Yun Che faced Jie Tian Mo Di alone, both his gaze and his figure radiated a divine light that no young person from any era of the Dong Shen Domain had ever possessed.
But the Yun Che before him now—his hair, fluttering without wind, every strand flowing with dense darkness; the smile at the corner of his mouth was sinister and ferocious; and his eyes... were perhaps the most terrifying abyss he had ever seen in his life.
The aura of a Tenth-level Divine Sovereign realm, yet it sent chills through his entire body.
"Moon-Breaking Shadow Flick!" Taiyu murmured. The only way Yun Che could have appeared here silently was through Moon-Breaking Shadow Flick.
As a royal realm, to have a Divine Sovereign—no, a dark Divine Sovereign—infiltrate its core without detection—how ironic.
Taiyu Zunzhe raised his arm, a pale ring appearing between the fingers of his five digits. The world-shaking divine might of a Tenth-rank Divine Lord crashed down.
Facing Taiyu Zunzhe—the strongest guardian of the Zhou Tian Realm—so close, Yun Che revealed an eerily faint smile. He raised his arm, and in his palm was a red mysterious ark only a few inches long.
He flicked his finger casually. The red mysterious ark flew into the air, rapidly transforming, soon becoming ten thousand zhang in size, blotting out the sky and covering the sun.
Taiyu Zunzhe instinctively looked up, and then his pupils, as if pierced by ten thousand rays, nearly burst.
The Primordial Mystic Ark's doors flew open. Qianye Ying'er's figure shot down, her Divine Thorn lashing out, a golden point heading straight for Taiyu Zunzhe.
Behind her, led by Fen Daoqi, all the Moon Devourers, Burning Moon Divine Envoys, and Burning Moon Guards streamed out, spreading a dark curtain across the sky above the Zhou Tian God Realm, one so gloomy it drove people to despair.
The full force of the entire Fenyue Realm, held back nothing, descended completely upon the Zhou Tian God Realm.
The shock at this moment made Taiyu Zunzhe and all the Zhou Tian people nearly split their livers and scatter their souls.
Beneath the darkness came the Demon Lord's low chant, darker and more ruthless than any true demon: "Kill... everyone and every beast here, every blade of grass and every tree... all... die!"
Under the Demon Lord's command, the Fenyue demon people did not utter any words or howls. They released their darkness, carrying the killing intent and ferocity accumulated over countless generations, charging toward the trembling Zhou Tian creatures.
Boom————
In an instant, this supreme holy land of the Eastern Domain was engulfed in billowing smoke and blood mist covering the sky.
The inheritors of the Zhou Tian God Realm's indestructible power were called "Guardians" because when they inherited the Zhou Tian divine power, they also inherited the will to "protect."
Protect Zhou Tian, protect the Dong Shen Domain, protect the righteous path of the present age!
And this will to "protect" was not only borne by the Guardians, but was also the will of all Zhou Tian disciples.
A brief moment of shock and disarray. When blood burst into view, staining the sacred land of the Zhou Tian Realm, and when familiar figures shattered and perished before their eyes in droves, the eyes of the Zhou Tian people turned blood-red. The will to protect and their savagery erupted simultaneously.
Zhou Tian and Fenyue clashed like maddened beasts, tearing at each other with the sharpest fangs.
This was the Zhou Tian God Realm. In terms of profound practitioner numbers, they had a hundred times advantage over Fenyue.
But Zhou Xuzi had just taken six Guardians and half the elders away. Meanwhile, Fenyue had all of its Moon Devourers and Burning Moon Divine Envoys.
Plus Qianye Ying'er and the terrifyingly extreme Three Yan Ancestors.
And... the Demon Lord, Yun Che!
An extremely brutal and fierce battle thus unfolded on this land of the Zhou Tian God Realm, which had never dared to be defiled. In an instant, the blood mist permeating the Zhou Tian sky was as thick as blood clouds pressing down on the city, ready to destroy it.
Qianye Ying'er and Taiyu Zunzhe fought together. Two Tenth-rank Divine Lords, every collision of their power was a heavy devastation to the Zhou Tian Realm.
Yun Che floated up into the air. He looked down coldly at the spreading sea of blood below. He spread his arms wide and murmured from his lips:
"Jie... Mo... Huo... Tian!"
Darkness fell, the light suddenly dimmed. Within the Zhou Tian Realm, an enormous, unparalleled dark storm abruptly churned.
Below, the demon eyes of all the Moon Devourers and Burning Moon Divine Envoys simultaneously flashed with a strange black light.
The dark storm churned through space, carrying dense, violent dark elements, madly pouring into the Moon Devourers and Burning Moon Divine Envoys, causing their auras to rapidly swell.
Within Zhou Tian, only the Guardians could contend with the Moon Devourers' power. But after only a brief stalemate, as the light dimmed, the demonic auras of the Moon Devourers all skyrocketed. The Guardians were instantly suppressed, falling back step by step.
The Zhou Tian elders facing the Burning Moon Divine Envoys also collapsed quickly.
"Diehahahahaha!"
A sinister laugh like an evil ghost rang out, piercing through the layers of battle noise, stabbing into everyone's ears.
A hunchbacked old man tore through space. His skeleton-like ghost claw grabbed fiercely onto the head of a Guardian who had just been beaten back by Fen Daoqi... As the black energy exploded, the skull of that Guardian, infused with Divine Lord power, emitted a deafening crack like a mountain collapsing, then even his Guardian body exploded, shattered bones and mangled corpse flying dozens of miles away.
He was not the first Guardian to fall in this generation, but he was absolutely the most miserable death in the history of the Zhou Tian God Realm.
"Taihuan!!" Taiyu Zunzhe roared, his voice bloody.
"Dieha!"
After Yan Yi, Yan Er followed closely. With a strange howl, a ten-thousand-zhang skeleton shadow descended from the sky, shrouding everything. Where it covered, black light filled the air, turning the Zhou Tian earth into a ten-thousand-zhang dark purgatory. Over a hundred thousand Zhou Tian disciples were devoured in an instant, leaving only two Zhou Tian elders to escape wounded.
But they had barely escaped the dark purgatory for less than half a breath when two black claws pierced through their backs from behind, then mercilessly tore apart their Divine Lord bodies, accompanied by Yan Er's hoarse, bloodthirsty, and endlessly excited screech.
Two Zhou Tian elders at the Second-level Divine Lord realm had no power to resist against Yan Er.
Having survived for a million years in the Eternal Dark Bone Sea, the power of the Three Yan Ancestors was simply too terrifying. As they joined the battle, the Zhou Tian Realm, which had barely managed a short stalemate, instantly saw what despair meant.
Taiyu Zunzhe, locked in a fierce battle with Qianye Ying'er, dared not be distracted, but every moment, his chest was filled with thick bloody air, and the screams in his ears were like ten thousand blades piercing his heart.
He also couldn't understand why Qianye Ying'er, who had clearly had her Fan God inheritance taken back and her profound power personally crippled by Qianye Fantian, had grown this powerful again.
Just then, the corner of his eye caught sight of Yun Che high in the sky.
The dark storm churned around Yun Che's body. All the demon people went mad under the darkness he cast down.
Bang!!
The white ring in his hand clashed with the Divine Thorn, cracking space with dozens of fissures. Taiyu Zunzhe's figure retreated rapidly, then abruptly shot upward, heading straight for Yun Che.
But no sooner had his figure rushed out than a pitch-black demon claw descended toward his face. Behind the claw was Yan San's sinister, contemptuous laugh: "Little bastard, get back there... diehehehe!"
Taiyu's face was horrified. His figure twisted sharply in the air, but the demon claw still lightly grazed his ribs.
Boom————
As if a dark purgatory had exploded on his body, Taiyu violently spat out a large mouthful of black-tinted blood, tumbling backward through the air.
But the next instant, he stabilized himself. Just as he was about to charge at Yun Che again, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he froze in place.
Here, this was clearly the Zhou Tian God Realm, the supreme royal realm of the Eastern Domain, bearing the history of Zhou Tian, the highest holy land carrying all their glory.
But what met his eyes was nothing but a ruin splattered with blood.
Those symbols of Zhou Tian were collapsing...
His clansmen, his disciples were fighting for their lives, wailing, screaming... being cruelly sliced, slaughtered, then melting into a sea of blood and mountains of bones...
The Guardians, of the same lineage as him, as close as brothers, were only three left. They were drenched in blood. Under the encirclement of the rampaging Moon Devourers, one had his arm bitten off, another had three black blood holes opening in his body...
Pu...
Another Guardian, Taiyao Zunzhe, who had shared wine with him just ten days ago, was split into three pieces in an instant by Yan Yi's terrifying ghost claw while heavily injured...
"Father... Father!! Waaahhh..."
He heard the cries of his lord's descendants. His gaze shifted only slightly, and he saw the descendants of the Zhou Tian God Emperor, and his own descendants, fleeing like fragile dead grass, pierced and shattered one after another by the dark demon blades...
No intact corpse left.
"Ah... ah... ah... ah..." His pupils lost color as they contracted. His face was as pale as a bloodless corpse. Every hair and every pore on his body trembled. His entire body did not move for a long time, but from his throat came a trembling moan like that of a dying evil ghost.
A nightmare...
This must... just be a nightmare...
Yun Che's arms slowly lowered. The darkness disappeared, and he withdrew Jie Mo Huo Tian... because it was no longer needed.
Without even glancing at Taiyu Zunzhe, his figure flickered and arrived at the Zhou Tian Feng Shen Platform.
A place where he had once been crowned a god in battle, a place he had once yearned for and that held glory.
Above the Feng Shen Platform, the Void Law operated. Dark power was released. A long-silent profound formation slowly lit up, spreading rapidly through the sky.
At the same time, the Star Monuments scattered across countless corners of the Dong Shen Domain also lit up with faint light.
This was the projection formation set up by the Zhou Tian God Realm during the Profound God Convention back then.
"Heh," Yun Che laughed lowly. His arms, shimmering with black light, pushed the projection formation slowly upward, and from his mouth came a slow murmur:
"Zhou Tian old dog, if you don't witness such a wonderful show with your own eyes, it would be far too regrettable."