# Chapter 1943: Nightmare Demigod
Star domains, space, the Heavenly Dao, laws, living beings, dead things… everything in the world seemed to tremble and surge under Yun Che's terrifying aura.
At this moment, no one would doubt that Yun Che was an ancient demon god who had just stepped out from a sea of blood.
In his Divine Ashes state, both Chi Wuyue and Qianye Ying'er had sensed and witnessed him from afar before. Now that Divine Ashes had descended again, they were both certain from the very first instant that the Yun Che of this moment was even more formidable than before!
Even more terrifying, and even more stable.
After all, compared to back then, not only did he possess a more powerful body and strength, he had also cultivated the complete Heaven-Defying World Scripture.
The elusive Void Law always affected Yun Che in ways that were ever silent and invisible.
"Wha… what's going on?" Not only Nan Zhaoguang's facial features, but even his ten fingers were involuntarily twisting and twitching. "How can this world have a demigod…"
The Abyss's understanding of the present world was that it was a godless world, a world where it was impossible to generate divine realm power.
A godless world—this was the most basic understanding the Abyss had of this world.
Yet the power this person before them was releasing… it was clearly a world-shaking divine might belonging to the demigod realm!
Even more incomprehensible was that despite the oppressive pressure of a demigod, his profound strength was only at the Divine Sovereign realm!
"It can't be real." Even though it was right before his eyes, Nan Zhaoming still couldn't bring himself to believe it. "This must be just… an illusory soul-confusing aura. A mere Divine Sovereign realm, how could it possibly…"
Before his low muttering ended, the space ahead suddenly twisted and a storm tore through the void. In his line of sight, Yun Che's body, wrapped in bizarre demonic patterns, was already closing in rapidly.
At that moment, it felt as if the entire star domain, the entire Chaos storm, was crashing down upon their heads.
"Retreat!"
Nan Zhaoguang let out a fierce roar. The aura he suddenly released forcefully pushed the four attendant knights far away. His power surged wildly, spreading a deep blue domain like terrifying waves to meet Yun Che, while he shouted at Nan Zhaoming: "Full force attack!"
Though his mind was still filled with shock and disbelief, Nan Zhaoming quickly made his move as well, his vast dark power churning layers of space.
But just as his power was about to strike Yun Che, his body suddenly stiffened.
As Yun Che's power enveloped them, his soul inexplicably fell into a strange dread—a nameless fear originating from the deepest part of his soul rapidly sprouted and spread, causing both his body and power to violently shrink.
His position unconsciously retreated, and the dark power he had intended to release at full strength was barely forty percent when it left him.
"You!?" Nan Zhaoguang quickly sensed Nan Zhaoming's abnormality, but before he could even utter a second word, Yun Che's figure, swirling with darkness and blood light, had already filled their pupils, extinguishing all light within.
BOOM———
Nan Zhaoguang's upper body bent backward. His mighty power was shattered into countless fragments in an instant, and even his consciousness largely disintegrated. Blood sprayed from his mouth and nose, and dozens of bloody cracks split open on both his arms.
As for Nan Zhaoming, he fared far worse. Letting out a scream tinged with terror, his left arm shattered in midair, and his body, drenched in blood, plummeted downward like a falling star.
"Zhaoming!"
Nan Zhaoguang's eyes were nearly torn apart, and any trace of their false hope was utterly annihilated by Yun Che's sword.
Nothing was illusory. What was being inflicted upon them was a true demigod's power that should never have appeared in this world.
Moreover, it was almost no less than that of Mo Beichen, the Abyss Knight who had led them here!
How could this humble godless world give birth to power on the level of an Abyss Knight!?
There was no time to dwell on Nan Zhaoming's strange behavior at the critical moment. Fear pierced his rationality, telling Nan Zhaoguang that under such demigod power, likely comparable to Mo Beichen's, even if he and Nan Zhaoming exhausted all their strength, there was no possibility of resistance.
As for the four attendant knights, they could only be cannon fodder.
"Retreat quickly!!"
This was almost the most desperate roar of his life. He instinctively sensed that Yun Che's power could not last long, and fleeing with all their might was their only correct choice.
But having paid the enormous price of extinguishing a divine origin to forcibly open Divine Ashes, how could Yun Che allow them to escape?
In this world dyed in blood, the Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword struck a second time, heavily crashing down upon the horrified Nan Zhaoguang.
BOOM!!
A thunderous roar shook the world like ten thousand thunderclaps. This time, without Nan Zhaoming's power to back him up, facing the demigod's power alone, Nan Zhaoguang's chest violently caved in, and more than a dozen streams of blood shot out from between his clenched teeth.
"You… after all…" Struggling to hold against Yun Che's power, Nan Zhaoguang spoke with difficulty, but every word he uttered was accompanied by surging bloody foam.
His gaze pierced through layers of blood mist to meet the darkest eyes he had ever seen in his life. He received no response—only a pitch-black sword shadow that shattered his already crumbling protective power and slammed directly into his chest.
WOOOOM———
Nan Zhaoguang's world lost sound and color. His chest caved in deeply, his sternum and internal organs cracked together, and his body flew out like a torn blood bag, accompanied by a skyward spray of blood and organ fragments.
Three strikes. The two Abyss Knights who had pushed Mu Xuanyin and the three others to the brink of death were left with one broken in spirit and the other severely wounded.
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu stood still as stone, storms howling around them but they themselves unmoving for a long time.
Their entire lives had been spent pursuing power beyond the limits, going against the Heavenly Dao, enduring the torment of time, extending their lives until today… and now, they had finally witnessed with their own eyes such a divine miracle that they and all their ancestors could not touch in a lifetime.
"Long Bai's defeat… was far from unjust." Qianye Wugu murmured softly.
"In this life, there truly is no regret." Qianye Bingzhu said slowly.
CLANG!
With a sharp, mournful cry, a Nanming Divine Light on Yun Che's back eternally extinguished.
Back then, four Star God divine powers had supported Yun Che for less than three breaths.
Now, more than four breaths had passed, and only one Nanming Divine Origin had collapsed.
In the distance, the four attendant knights were so terrified their livers were splitting. The residual waves of the power alone were almost enough to crush their bodies.
The will of attendant knights urged them to charge forward and fight together, but under the insurmountable gap in realm, even with all their might, they could not approach even half a step.
Nan Zhaoguang, bleeding and flying through the air, was caught firmly by an arm. Nan Zhaoming, with his left arm shattered, grabbed the severely wounded Nan Zhaoguang with his right and desperately fled. The dark profound light surging around him still trembled in deep terror, as if it might lose control at any moment.
"Quickly… send a message… knight… ugh!"
Nan Zhaoguang struggled to speak, but before he could finish, his throat seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible hand, and he could no longer make a sound.
Two dark demonic lights reflected in their soul seas, like the suddenly opened Abyss demon eyes of an ancient demon god.
The two looked up in shock… Behind Yun Che, a ten-thousand-zhang wolf shadow stepped forward slowly, its mouth like a pool of blood, its eyes like a demonic abyss. The terrifying demonic might and killing aura seemed to release the gloom and resentment of a thousand layers of hell.
"Dark… Celestial Wolf." Cai Zhi raised her eyes and murmured softly.
The Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword slowly rose to the sky, and above the heavens, countless pitch-black sword shadows appeared.
The Divine Ashes state was destined to last only a short time. Releasing the immensely powerful Sixth Sword of the Celestial Wolf in this state would certainly cause tremendous backlash.
But having injured Mu Xuanyin, how could he allow them to keep even a single bone or hair!
"Die."
The low voice was deep and heavy. As the Heaven's Calamity Demon Emperor Sword swung down, the Dark Demonic Wolf let out a roar from the ancient abyss and pounced toward the six whose pupils were cracking open in terror. Countless dark sword shadows rained down upon them, forming an endless dark purgatory of utter despair.
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Western Divine Region, Qilin Realm.
"I have granted you my mercy, and I have also granted you my trust."
Mo Beichen stood aloft, looking down with a sidelong glance. "Remember, you have at most five years."
"If within five years, this so-called divine realm has not become as obedient as I expect, then however much patience I have now, I will have that much anger then."
His eyes held no cold gleam, yet every Qilin felt a chill run through their bodies as if plunged into an icy hell. "You should not want to see this venerable one's anger."
Qi Tianli took a deep breath and swore solemnly: "Venerable One, rest assured. Yun Che's rule over the Divine Realm is still short-lived and has not yet stabilized. The fear of Yun Che among the realms and beings far outweighs their loyalty. This old man is willing to stake the future of our entire clan—no need for five years. Three years… within three years, I will surely let the Venerable One see the most satisfactory results."
With the Three Yan Ancestors, Long Bai, and the Nine Dragon Gods all destroyed, Qi Tianli was the highest-ranked figure in the current era.
He understood the current situation of the Divine Realm far better than anyone else.
"Excellent."
Mo Beichen spoke indifferently. Those two words were already the highest praise he would bestow upon these humble beings of this world.
And those two words also finally allowed the Qilin Emperor, who had been on edge, to secretly exhale in relief.
His lips twitched, and after a brief struggle, he raised his hand and said: "For our Qilin lineage, survival and stability are the foremost will. Having received the Venerable One's promise, our entire Qilin clan will surely serve the Venerable One and the supreme Yuan Huang with all our might. However… this old man dares to beg the Venerable One for one more grace."
"Speak."
Mo Beichen responded coldly.
The weak have no right to make demands. Qi Tianli's words were spoken with extremely slim hope.
Mo Beichen's immediate reply stirred deep excitement within him. He bowed his head deeply and said with utmost reverence: "The Azure Dragon Clan of the Western Region shares a similar will with our Qilin Clan, so our generations have been on good terms. The current Azure Dragon Emperor has a very deep friendship with this old man, and I have always regarded her as a daughter."
"With just one word from this old man, the Azure Dragon Emperor and the entire Azure Dragon Clan will surely submit to the Venerable One and the Abyss, without any second thoughts."
"But… but in order to seek peace under Yun Che's rule back then, the Azure Dragon Emperor had no choice but to become Yun Che's Imperial Consort. However, this old man is willing to stake his life to guarantee that this was only a desperate measure. Between the Azure Dragon Emperor and Yun Che, it is merely in name, and there has never been any real intimacy between man and woman! This matter is an open secret across the various regions of the Divine Realm."
"So, I beg the Venerable One…"
"You want me to spare this Imperial Consort's clan?" Mo Beichen said coldly.
"Yes!" Qi Tianli's words were earnest: "I beg the Venerable One…"
"Hmph!" A cold snort cut off Qi Tianli's words. Mo Beichen said darkly: "Those who are loyal shall be kept; those who are rebellious shall be destroyed. All in this world are mere ants. What difference does an Imperial Consort make compared to a chicken or a dog?!"
Words that were exceedingly harsh, yet they made Qi Tianli overjoyed. He bowed deeply once more: "Qi Tianli… thanks the Venerable One for his great grace."
His initial extreme fear of Mo Beichen had now undergone a subtle change.
Mo Beichen looked down on everything in this world, but he did not have any deep contempt. Instead, there was more of a tolerance and mercy that transcended the gap in their realms.
An Abyss Knight should uphold a noble soul throughout his life… Qi Tianli now deeply felt that this earlier statement by Mo Beichen might not be false.
The Abyss… Yuan Huang…
Perhaps the future was not so terrifying after all.
"Now," Mo Beichen spoke, "first take me to…"
His voice suddenly stopped. He spun around sharply, and his eyes, which had been as still as a dead pool, suddenly shot toward the east. The oppressive pressure he released made all the Qilin feel as if ten thousand jun had been piled upon them, choking them violently.
"Ven… Venerable One?" Qi Tianli looked up in alarm.
"…" Mo Beichen did not speak. His face grew darker. "This aura…"
At that moment, his divine sense burst forth without restraint, spreading toward distant star domains.
This divine sense was too terrifying, vast as a boundless ocean radiating toward an unimaginably distant space.
Suddenly, his pupils sharply contracted.
"De… demigod!?" Two words slipped from his lips, each chilling the soul.
BOOM!!
His figure exploded into motion, shooting straight east. The terrifyingly violent airwave sent all the Qilin flying far away.
But the next instant, Mo Beichen's figure appeared again before Qi Tianli, and an icy hand grabbed his shoulder.
"Tell me the fastest way to the east."
Qi Tianli, his soul still unsettled, quickly answered, pointing to the side: "There is a great formation in the city that leads directly to the center of the Eastern Divine Region."
"Move quickly!"
The cold voice rang in his ears, and Qi Tianli was already lifted by Mo Beichen, rushing toward the direction he had pointed at a speed completely beyond his cognitive limits.
This teleportation formation had been built by Shui Meiyin using the power of the Cosmic Thorn, connecting the distant Eastern and Western Divine Regions.
Now that the Western Divine Region was centered around the Qilin Realm, the construction site for the western formation naturally fell upon the Qilin Realm.
But at this moment, it had become a nightmare formation.