Chapter 903: Eternal Night Heavenly Demon Miasma
“Good, very good. This is how it should be lively, this is how a Heavenly Venerate Assembly should be, hahahahaha!”
Xuanyuan Wentian threw his head back and laughed, as if he wished for more people to defy him.
“Feng Hengkong, I now truly wish your Phoenix God were still alive, so that I could personally savor the thrill of slaying a god!” Amidst his wild laughter, Xuanyuan Wentian let out a low roar: “Who else! Who else dares to defy me! Step forward!”
Clang!!
All the members of the Fenghuang God Sect simultaneously drew their Phoenix Flame Swords. Over two thousand clusters of Phoenix Flame, varying in intensity, blazed fiercely, dispelling the suffocating pressure that weighed down on the Sea God Platform. Feng Zukui charged forward first, pointing his sword at Xuanyuan Wentian, his aged voice ringing throughout the Floating Sea Palace: “Those who fear death, get the hell down! Xuanyuan Wentian, even if we spill our blood here, you will never enslave the Fenghuang God Sect!”
The Fenghuang God Sect had just suffered the greatest setback in its history… and that setback was at the hands of Yun Che. But Feng Xue’er was deeply in love with Yun Che, and in the end, Feng Hengkong, Feng Tianwei, and Feng Zukui—three generations of Phoenix Sect Masters—all accepted this reality—even if it meant that after Feng Xue’er and Yun Che married, a large part of the Fenghuang God Sect would effectively fall into Yun Che’s hands.
This was not just because of Feng Xue’er’s feelings for Yun Che, but also because they, along with nearly all the sect’s disciples, while both fearing and hating Yun Che, also held a deep-seated admiration and astonishment for him. Even though they had lost their sect and their Snow Princess, and still harbored resentment toward Yun Che deep down, their rejection of him was gradually fading.
At the very least, he was still a human—one with far stronger conviction than most.
But Xuanyuan Wentian… he was nothing more than a mad dog who had gained immense power and lost all semblance of humanity.
Even if defiance meant total annihilation, they would never allow the Fenghuang God Sect to become slaves under Xuanyuan Wentian’s heel!
All the profound practitioners of the Huangji Sacred Domain also rose into the air. Instantly, thousands of killing intents—some scorching hot, others icy cold—locked onto Xuanyuan Wentian. The combined aura of thousands of experts threw the airflow on the Sea God Platform into chaos, distorting vision itself.
Those with weaker profound strength, especially members of the various imperial clans and merchant guilds, had already cowered behind their seats, trembling all over.
Xuanyuan Wentian swept his gaze over them, his look as contemptuous as if he were examining a swarm of overreaching insects. He glanced sideways at Qu Fengyi and said flatly, “Qu Fengyi, how is your family matter progressing?”
Qu Fengyi quickly replied, “Heavenly Venerate, please calm your anger. I assure you that no one in the Sea Palace dares to…”
“Xuanyuan Wentian!” Before Sea Emperor Qu Fengyi could finish, Zi Ji flashed with violet light and thrust his sword straight at Xuanyuan Wentian’s throat: “Die!”
This thrust from Zi Ji was clearly a suicidal move. Perhaps this strike was driven less by hatred for Xuanyuan Wentian and more by despair toward Qu Fengyi.
“Stop…!”
Qu Fengyi was shocked, but it was already too late to intervene.
“Hmph, if you can’t even handle such a simple family matter, what use are you?” Xuanyuan Wentian sneered, his arm reaching out from within his wide robe—but not toward Zi Ji. Instead, he grabbed at Qu Fengyi.
Crack!!
A pitch-black sword beam sliced a long rift through space. Before Zi Ji could even get close, the force radiating from the black sword beam flung him away, sending him tumbling to the ground… In the next instant, the black sword beam pierced straight into Qu Fengyi’s heart, catching her completely off guard.
Qu Fengyi, her body impaled by the black sword beam, flew back like a kite with a broken string, her spilled blood taking on a dark reddish-black hue.
“Sea Emperor…”
“Sea Emperor!!”
No one had expected this scene. Just as a fierce battle was about to break out, the first person Xuanyuan Wentian struck was none other than Qu Fengyi—the very one who had prepared this Heavenly Venerate Assembly for him and expressed her “loyalty” with sufficient sincerity!
Perhaps even Xuanyuan Wentian, a half-demon whose humanity had been twisted by Dark Profound Force, held a deep-seated contempt for Qu Fengyi’s choice deep in his heart.
“Sea Emperor!”
Zi Ji’s face also changed drastically. Forgetting to attack Xuanyuan Wentian, he quickly rushed to Qu Fengyi’s side. A pitch-black hole had been punched through her chest, and a large pool of blood was spreading beneath her, growing darker in color.
Zi Ji gritted his teeth hard, his heart convulsing with intense pain. Although he believed Qu Fengyi had made a mistake, she was still the Sea Emperor after all—they had been husband and wife for a thousand years. He trusted that she was not like Ye Meixie, who feared death; she had simply tried desperately to preserve the centuries-old legacy of the Supreme Sea Palace.
Qu Fengyi was, after all, a peak Tenth-rank Emperor Lord. Even at her worst, she shouldn’t have been killed by Xuanyuan Wentian in a single strike. But seeing Zi Ji attack Xuanyuan Wentian had distracted her with worry, and she had never dreamed that Xuanyuan Wentian would suddenly turn on her. Thus, she was grievously wounded by his blow—a fatal wound!
With such severe injuries and the terrifying Dark Profound Force, anyone else would have died instantly. With her profound strength, Qu Fengyi might be able to hold on for another hour or two, but that would only be a lingering death.
The fury and killing intent of the Four Venerables of the Sea Palace reached their peak. There was no longer a trace of hesitation or wishful thinking in their hearts. The Violet Venerable, with thunderbolts crackling in both hands, roared: “Sovereign of the Sacred Domain, Phoenix Sect Master—no matter our past grievances… today, we strike together and kill this demon Xuanyuan Wentian! Even if we all fall, on the road to the Yellow Springs, we’ll have company!”
Boom!!
All eleven True Persons of the Sacred Domain stepped forward, their exploding profound energy shaking the surrounding tens of miles of space.
“Tch tch…” Faced with so many “defiers,” Xuanyuan Wentian shook his head regretfully: “What pitiful and laughable struggles. Your power—in the eyes of this venerable one now—what is it worth? Tsk, it’s not your fault, though. After all, you simply cannot comprehend the realm I have reached.”
“Let me tell you, I can now clearly sense the existence of another world—a world you could never dream of in ten thousand lifetimes. Compared to that world, everything in this one is so insignificantly small.”
Another world!?
Yun Che’s heart stirred.
When one’s profound strength truly steps into the Divine Path, one becomes aware of the existence of another plane of existence.
This was what Mo Li had told him back then, and the Golden Crow Soul Spirit had said something similar.
That is to say, Xuanyuan Wentian had now officially set foot into the Divine Path level!
On the Tian Xuan Continent, it was only a legend, something no one had ever truly touched…
The Divine Xuan Realm!!
And earlier, when he invaded the Yaohuang City, although he had defeated Yun Che, Feng Xue’er, and Xiao Yaohou’s combined forces, he had also been severely injured—at least not to the point of absolute suppression. That meant Xuanyuan Wentian must have been at Half-step Divine Xuan back then, or on the verge of truly entering the Divine Xuan Realm.
If only a month had passed, he had actually stepped into that legendary realm!!
“Heh, maybe we really can’t kill you, but you’ll never see us kneeling at your feet.” Feng Hengkong laughed loudly. Already knowing death was certain, he no longer felt any fear.
Whoosh!!
Feng Hengkong, whose profound strength was the weakest among the major powers, used his Phoenix Flame, burning with all his might, to trigger the aura of everyone present. All the profound practitioners of the Huangji Sacred Domain, the Supreme Sea Palace, and the Fenghuang God Sect erupted with full force.
“Formation—Mystic Mechanism Infinite Formation!”
“Endless Thunder Beast Domain!”
“Phoenix Cremation Domain!”
Thousands of figures rose into the air. Three massive domains of different natures rapidly took shape around Xuanyuan Wentian as the core. But Xuanyuan Wentian did not move at all. He said with a smile, “What a magnificent spectacle. What fierce wills. What a pity, what a pity… it seems it’s time to let you know just how pitiful and laughable your struggles truly are.”
“But if I let you die so easily, wouldn’t that be too boring? At the very least, I should get to see more of your despair and reluctance.”
Facing the all-out attacks of three major forces and their three ultimate domains condensed from thousands of experts, Xuanyuan Wentian acted as if they were nothing. A black light flashed in his pupils, and he suddenly clapped his hands together. A ball of black light exploded in the air, instantly radiating a sky-covering black radiance.
“Eternal Night Heavenly Demon Miasma!”
These black rays easily pierced through the three rapidly forming domains, enveloping everyone from the three major forces.
The sweep of the black qi caused Ye Meixie to cry out in alarm and hastily retreat, but he immediately realized the black qi did not extend to the Sun Moon Divine Palace, and he let out a heavy sigh of relief.
This black qi radiated too quickly—a speed beyond comprehension. None of the three forces escaped, from the lowest disciples to the highest True Persons and Venerables. Under the shroud of black qi, everyone’s complexion darkened. Then, a sky-rending scream erupted, and more than half of them plummeted from the air at almost the same instant, rolling in agony on the ground.
Especially the Fenghuang God Sect—aside from Feng Zukui and Feng Tianwei, everyone else fell to the ground, each person letting out wails of agony. Black qi coiled around their bodies, inflicting upon them the utmost torment of a hellish torture.
Even Feng Zukui, Feng Tianwei, the Twelve True Persons of the Sacred Domain, and the Four Venerables of the Sea Palace were convulsing, their faces twisted in extreme pain. The three domains they had just formed rapidly weakened.
“Father… Grandfather!” Feng Xue’er’s face turned pale with fright.
“It’s demonic poison!” Yun Che grabbed Feng Xue’er’s hand. He was about to charge forward but then quickly pulled back, his gaze turning to the east.
“Xuanyuan Wentian, what… what have you done!?” Zi Ji’s voice was filled with pain.
“Of course, it’s a gift from me to you.” Xuanyuan Wentian said cheerfully: “This is the demonic poison I specially prepared for you. But don’t worry—under this poison, you won’t die immediately. You’ll live for a full hour. In that hour, you will experience ninety-nine different kinds of pain, each one so unforgettable that even a hundred reincarnations won’t erase them. Then you will dissolve into black blood and die. Hahahaha… shouldn’t you thank me properly for this gift?”
“You… ugh!!” Zi Ji’s eyes bulged. As soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly fell from the air, landing on one knee. Though he stubbornly did not cry out, his entire body’s muscles were convulsing violently under the extreme pain.
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