Chapter 1946: Death and Life (Part Two)
Faced with Chi Wuyue's order to meet their end, the Three Yan Ancestors did not show resistance or fear, but rather an instantly ignited excitement and fervor.
"As long as it can save Master, let alone my life, I would gladly have my bones ground to ash!" Yan Yi roared.
Yan Er gasped heavily, "Our lives exist for Master! To die for Master is our greatest glory!"
Yan San directly threw himself before the Demon Empress, trembling all over with panic: "Demon Empress, speak quickly, how can we save Master! Save Master, ahhh—!"
Yan Wanchi, Yan Wanhun, Yan Wangui.
The three founding ancestors of the Yanmo Realm, the longest-living and highest-generation figures of the present world.
Their existence was supremely exalted.
Afterwards, they became Yan Yi, Yan Er, Yan San by Yun Che's side, even gradually forgetting their original names themselves.
To save Yun Che, they would abandon their eighty-thousand-year lives without a single hesitation.
Although it was absolute loyalty under the Slave Mark.
It was still impossible not to be moved.
"Good." Chi Wuyue nodded slightly. "The power of the Cosmic Thorn will transport you to your Master's side. What you must do is, before your bodies are torn apart, at all costs, make your Master break free from that person, understand!"
As long as Yun Che could escape Mo Beichen's grip, the Cosmic Thorn's power could move him out of the desperate situation.
"Understand! Understand!!" Yan Yi, Yan Er, and Yan San nodded vigorously at the same time. Black light churned on their bodies, and behind them, the monstrous, writhing shadows of Yama emerged, their eyes filled only with urgency and frenzy.
"I'm going too!" Qianye Ying'er's voice was icy, her gaze ruthless. "The three of them might not be enough!"
"Let us do it."
As soon as she finished speaking, the voices of Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu sounded from behind her ear.
"For the future of Yun Che and the God Realm, the Demon Empress must not risk herself." Qianye Bingzhu said. "For the future of the Qianye Clan, the Divine Emperor must also protect herself."
Qianye Wugu said, "When we acted earlier, the opponent seemed quite wary of our golden Brahma light. Upon seeing it, this person might react similarly as well."
The earlier violent loss of composure by Nan Zhao Ming and Nan Zhao Guang when facing the Brahma Emperor's divine power had not been overlooked by these two men of vast experience.
Chi Wuyue: "…!"
If so, the hope of success would undoubtedly increase by several points.
"Please, Divine Emperor, allow us to depart in peace."
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu's voices were like ancient bells, their eyes like ancient wells.
They knew well that this journey would lead only to death with no hope of life, yet like the Three Yan Ancestors, they showed no fear of death. Beyond their calmness, there was only a deep earnestness.
"…" Qianye Ying'er parted her lips, momentarily unable to speak.
Chi Wuyue reached out and grasped Qianye Ying'er, nodding slowly to them: "Then we entrust this to you, two seniors."
With a nod in return, Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu stood beside the Three Yan Ancestors. They placed their hands over their chests, fully mobilizing their Brahma Emperor divine power. In the deepest part of their profound veins, the most blazing golden Brahma light of their lives blazed forth.
"Send us off." Qianye Wugu said calmly.
"Mei Yin…"
Chi Wuyue spoke, her gaze sweeping over Yan Yi, Yan Er, Yan San, Qianye Wugu, and Qianye Bingzhu. She knew that the command she was about to give would send them to their place of burial.
Losing these five ancestors would undoubtedly be an immense loss to Yun Che and the entire God Realm.
But she had no other choice.
Even if it meant sacrificing the entire God Realm to exchange for a hope of saving Yun Che, she would not hesitate.
"Wait!"
Qianye Ying'er's voice suddenly rang out at this moment.
She looked at the backs of Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu, her voice trembling slightly as she whispered: "Great Grandfather… Grandfather… I swear by the name of Qianye Ying'er that if I survive this calamity, I will definitely restore the Qianye bloodline… to its utmost glory."
Having been only Qian Yuning for many years, today she once again uttered her former name, "Qianye Ying'er."
She, who had once ruled over the Fan Di God Realm solely for Yun Che, today also acknowledged her Qianye name and Qianye blood again.
As if brushed by a faint, cold wind, Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu's backs trembled silently.
They closed their eyes simultaneously, their aged eyelashes barely suppressing the glistening moisture.
Emperors for a lifetime, longing for a lifetime, having witnessed endless vicissitudes, life and death already indifferent… but unable to resist this single call from their closest kin.
They smiled. The death they had already feared not had become so trivial and insignificant.
Crack crack crack crack crack!
The sound of shattering bones finally ceased at this moment.
Every meridian in Yun Che's body was broken, and there was not a single intact bone left.
"At the Divine Sovereign realm, yet able to unleash the might of the [Divine Annihilation] realm." Mo Beichen whispered slowly, his power piercing through Yun Che's entire body, seeking to truly touch the divine marks of the Creation God and the Demon Emperor: "Come on, let me see if you, like this, still have a way to bring me any surprises."
"…" Yun Che's pupils had stopped contracting by now. Mo Beichen, so close at hand, was only a dim outline in his unfocused vision.
"Mei Yin, teleport!"
Chi Wuyue's demonic command left her lips. At the same time, her enchanting eyes suddenly released an intensely thick black demonic light.
The Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul was released without reserve, piercing through the demigod aura, rapidly approaching Mo Beichen.
The spatial power of the Cosmic Thorn also activated at this moment. A crimson divine radiance enveloped the five, and with a flash, they vanished from their spot.
The extremely abnormal soul fluctuation instantly put Mo Beichen on alert. He sharply turned his gaze toward Chi Wuyue, his soul power releasing in response.
At that exact instant, a flash of crimson light appeared above him.
Five figures descended out of thin air.
A spatial shift with neither fluctuation nor trace. Even to Mo Beichen, it was utterly undetectable and unstoppable.
Mo Beichen had been releasing his demigod aura all along. At such close range, even for a Divine Emperor, every inch of space here was a terrifying nightmare.
The moment the Three Yan Ancestors and the Two Brahma Ancestors appeared, the terrifying demigod pressure struck them like ten thousand blades piercing their bodies, as if their internal organs were completely torn apart in an instant.
The power they had been accumulating also erupted decisively at that moment.
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu were engulfed in golden light, transforming into two blazing golden suns that fell upon Mo Beichen.
Brahma Soul Ember!
This was a Brahma Soul Ember released by two former Fantian Divine Emperors with their lives, Brahma souls, and all their Brahma Emperor divine power. Even under the annihilation of the demigod aura, it still illuminated a golden Brahma light across a million-mile star region.
The moment they appeared, they unleashed their final power, offered at the cost of their lives.
Their aim was not to contend with Mo Beichen, but to exchange the most tragic cost for even a single moment of hope.
The sudden, completely unexpected presence so close at hand naturally startled Mo Beichen.
And when the Brahma light blazed in the sky, falling over his head, his eyes—which seemed forever filled only with arrogance and disdain—contracted violently, just like Nan Zhao Ming and Nan Zhao Guang before him, reflecting the deepest awe and terror.
His body trembled fiercely, and even his demigod aura, more terrifying than ten thousand nightmares, collapsed by more than half.
Boom————
The startled Mo Beichen was heavily struck on the head by these two blazing golden suns.
These were the two most extreme Brahma Emperor divine powers in the world, infused with the utmost control of the two great Fantian Divine Emperors, Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu. At such close range, the erupting power inflicted only the minimal impact on Yun Che.
Even for someone as strong as Mo Beichen, being hit directly in the head by two Brahma Soul Embers while momentarily stunned and terrified was far from pleasant.
His mind roared, his neck bent sharply backward, his cervical vertebrae severely dislocated. His body plummeted, his upper body leaning back violently, causing his entire body to lose balance.
"…" The golden light dazzled Qianye Ying'er's eyes, turning them into the purest gold, as in those years long past.
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu, two former Fantian Divine Emperors, were gone forever. With their final lives and power, they left behind two golden seeds of hope for this world.
"Kyaaaah!!"
Amid the heaven-shaking, world-dazzling golden light, Yan Yi, Yan Er, and Yan San let out the most piercing, soul-rending screams of their lives as they pounced on Mo Beichen.
Their demonic eyes were infinitely ferocious, the Yama shadows on their bodies so frenzied they seemed ready to shatter at any moment. Their hands, under the completely rampaging power of Yama, turned into the most terrifying demonic prison claws.
In his current state, Mo Beichen had no time to take any blocking action. The Three Yan Ancestors simultaneously latched onto him.
Yan Yi latched onto Mo Beichen's right arm, his demonic mouth wide open, his dark-light-tainted withered teeth viciously biting into Mo Beichen's wrist.
Yan Er latched onto Mo Beichen's right shoulder, his arms firmly locking around Mo Beichen's arm bone, his Yama devouring power erupting wildly.
Mo Beichen's grip on Yun Che was precisely with his right arm!
Yan San directly latched onto Mo Beichen's face, his withered, emaciated arms firmly locking around Mo Beichen's bent neck, while his skeletal head opened a grotesque, terrifying dark mouth and bit fiercely into Mo Beichen's skull top, his Yama power, exerted with life-and-death effort, piercing straight into Mo Beichen's cranium.
With mind stunned, power collapsing, body off-balance… and the sudden assault of three Yama powers erupting wildly on him, nearly a hundred dark demonic lights burst from Mo Beichen's right shoulder to his right arm. His arm, once condensed with demigod power, bent violently, and the five fingers locked around Yun Che's throat lost their strength and deformed.
But, he was still Mo Beichen, the Abyss Knight with demigod power.
The loosened fingers suddenly tightened again in the next instant. Mo Beichen did not turn his bent head back, but his eyes, still trembling with terror, vaguely gathered a trace of baleful light. The rapidly collapsing demigod aura managed to release another fraction.
For Mo Beichen, this was a completely unexpected surprise attack, compounded by the soul-shaking terror of the Brahma divine light. No matter what, he could not have reacted in that instant.
And his reactions were more of an instinctive countermeasure under bodily assault—the instinct of a demigod body.
Although this power was still less than ten percent of Mo Beichen's full strength, it was still demigod power.
For the Three Yan Ancestors clinging closely to Mo Beichen, it was still an extremely terrifying nightmare force.
"Hsssaaaah!!"
With the Three Yan Ancestors' abruptly shrill screams, their demonic bodies twisted and cracked, blood and bones flying.
Yan Yi and Yan Er's arms, which were tightly wrapped around Mo Beichen, all shattered, but the demonic light connected the broken bones as they stubbornly refused to release even a bit. Their mouths, with all their withered teeth shattered, still bit firmly into him.
Any living being instinctively protects their head first.
A demigod is no different.
Yan San, who had latched onto and bitten Mo Beichen's head, bore twice the power that Yan Yi and Yan Er did.
His withered body twisted violently like rippling water. With a heart-rending shriek, his Yama body was torn in two, flung left and right off Mo Beichen's head.
"Old ghost!!!"
Having lived together for eighty thousand years, Yan San's severed body felt as if their own, and Yan Yi and Yan Er let out a wail of evil ghosts that pierced their very souls.
"Ahhhh… save Master!"
The severed Yan San screamed with all his might. In the face of death, his nearly dissipating Yama power, driven by his too-powerful conviction, miraculously erupted beyond the limits of his entire life.
It pulled his broken upper body to once again pounce violently on Mo Beichen's head.
With each savage howl, his Yama claw, condensed with dark demonic light, stabbed viciously into Mo Beichen's eye.
The eyeball, even for a demigod, is the most vulnerable part of the body.
The Yama claw, infused with all of Yan San's despair and conviction, stabbed straight into his eye. Mo Beichen let out his first scream since setting foot in this world.
And at that instant, Chi Wuyue, who had already released all of her Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul and was poised to strike, suddenly flashed a deep, profound black light in her eyes.
Though the five ancestors were strong, the gap in realm is often one that numbers cannot cross… even for just a moment.
And among them, the only one who could surpass Mo Beichen in realm was her Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul!
There could be no more perfect timing than this.
With the full force of her erupting soul power, the Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul directly assaulted Mo Beichen's soul sea.
The Brahma light terrified his soul, his head roared, his power collapsed, his body lost balance, darkness devoured his flesh, his eyeball was stabbed…
And now, the Demon Empress invaded his soul!
The demigod soul, originally tough beyond comprehension, was invaded by the Nirvana Wheel Demon Soul. In his soul sea, the soul-shaking demonic chant of an ancient Demon Emperor resounded…
"Hsssaaaah!"
His soul sea collapsed. At least for those extremely brief moments, all his clarity and reason were completely obliterated.
When a person is reduced to bodily instinct, with their mind roaring and their eyeball being stabbed, the action they will definitely take is to clutch at their eyes and head.
Mo Beichen was no exception.
The hand that had been gripping Yun Che's throat suddenly released at this moment, frantically pressing against his own eyes.
Qianye Wugu and Qianye Bingzhu had already turned to Brahma ashes. Yan Yi and Yan Er's internal organs were shattered. Yan San was severed. All were completely cut off from the path of life.
Once their conviction to protect their master relaxed, it would be the moment of their death.
And what these five ancestors had desperately sought with their lives was this very moment.
His blood-stained, almost shattered demonic eyes clearly saw Yun Che break free from Mo Beichen's grasp. Yan Yi let out a shriek and swung his broken demon claw like lightning, shoving Yun Che far away.
Shui Meiyin's consciousness had never been so clear and focused. She made no sound from start to finish.
Only the Cosmic Thorn in her fingers shone with the purest crimson light.
The moment Yun Che left Mo Beichen's hand, the crimson light instantly released, piercing through space and landing on Yun Che's body, taking him away from the spot and out of Mo Beichen's demigod space.
And in another flash of crimson light, he landed beside her.
Qianye Ying'er lunged forward, tightly embracing Yun Che, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
This time, she had been only the slimmest thread away from losing him forever.
It was a fear she never wanted to touch again.
Yun Che lay motionless. His meridians and bones were all broken, his body covered in cracks. In his half-open eyes, there was no light at all; he had completely lost consciousness.
Any other Divine Sovereign in this world would already be dead with such severe injuries.
"Go!" Chi Wuyue withdrew her demon soul, forcefully suppressing her chaotic consciousness to release a soul-piercing demonic voice.
Crimson light appeared again, enveloping Shui Meiyin, Chi Wuyue, Qianye Ying'er, Mu Xuanyin, Cai Zhi, and Yun Che.
Their figures then vanished from this place of despair and nightmare.
Leaving only the golden Brahma light that had yet to disperse, and the shrieks like the wailing of ghosts in hell.