# Chapter 2961: Civilization Destruction
Compared to the tranquility of Xinghuantian, other places in the universe were undergoing earth-shattering changes.
The blue ocean stretched endlessly, its waves rippling.
Above the ocean, there were no clouds or colorful clouds, only endless night and countless stars.
A handsome man in blue armor, with flowing white hair, emerged from the waves, holding the hand of a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl in a blue robe.
The man was handsome, proud, and cold, exuding an indescribable noble aura.
The girl's long hair flowed with misty light, seashells hanging from the tips. Her eyes were incredibly lively, like two pure and flawless gems.
When they reached the shore, their fish tails automatically condensed into two legs.
At this moment, a large number of sea clansmen had gathered on the sandy beach.
There were powerful cultivators carrying war weapons, unarmed elderly and children, and nobles in bright robes. All of them stared nervously at the sky.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
One after another, thunderous sounds louder than thunderclaps came from beyond the sky, shaking space, churning the sea, and raising waves dozens of feet high.
The bright stars in the sky would occasionally turn into fireballs, flying away, falling to unknown places.
The black night sky was gradually stained a miserable red by blood mist.
Blood rain fell from the sky, creating holes in the ground, accompanied by the mutilated corpses and broken bones of Saint Realm cultivators.
Gradually, the seawater also turned red.
A sea clan cultivator knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face, speaking mournfully: "The last starry sky fortress of the Hanhai Civilization has been breached. The Shura Star Pillar Realm will crush the protective formation and devour our Hanhai homeland that we depend on for survival."
"Finally, we can no longer block the slaughtering steps of the Hell Realm. We have no retreat. This time, aside from fighting to the death, there is only civilization destruction and world collapse."
"It's all that Eon Traitor Zhang Ruochen's fault. If not for him, the Heavenly Court army would never have lost the battle at Xinghuantian. It is said that as long as Xinghuantian was taken, the Heavenly Court could hold the Starry Sky Defense Line, and the Hanhai Civilization could have avoided this great calamity."
"If I do not die this time, I will surely behead Zhang Ruochen. I swear this here. Heaven and man bear witness." A sea clan youth cut his palm, standing in the wind, swearing with blood.
The girl with seashells hanging from her hair felt an inexplicable fear, slightly curling her delicate body, and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Mian, is it really because of that Eon Traitor that the Hanhai Civilization is suffering all this now?"
Mian Ning stared at the sky with tiger-like eyes, silent, as if worried about something.
"Boom!"
Space shook violently.
An invisible air shield appeared around Mian Ning, divine patterns flowing, blocking the power fluctuations from beyond the sky.
A ruined temple fell from the starry sky, occupying a third of the sky's view.
Divine flames burned on the temple, accompanied by the sounds of collapse and shattering.
"Bang!"
The temple fell into the sea thousands of miles away, creating a depression on the sea surface and raising huge waves.
Mian Ning's body trembled violently, pain filling his eyes. "That... that is the Heavenly Lord's temple..."
Above, stars fell like rain.
One after another, Star Soul Divine Thrones shattered.
The sky cracked, the earth split.
The corpses of Saint Realm cultivators, including some gods, fell densely from beyond the sky.
On some of these corpses, Hell Realm cultivators stood.
A Hell Realm god, with divine qi emanating from his body, condensed a blue divine sea above the Hanhai Civilization. In the divine sea, there was a green deer shadow larger than a planet.
"The Heavenly Lord of the Hanhai Civilization has been slain by me. Hell Realm soldiers, hear my command: attack Hanhai, kill without mercy."
The vast divine sound echoed through heaven and earth, announcing the death sentence of a civilization.
Knowing that the Heavenly Lord had fallen, the cultivators of the Hanhai Civilization all had bloodshot eyes, their eyes splitting with rage. They drove warships, held war weapons, and flew straight into the sky to fight the enemy.
"Kill!"
"We have no retreat. Either we fight, or we die."
"Our Hanhai Civilization has never invaded any race. We have always been at peace with the world. Why is heaven so unfair? Why won't it spare us?"
...
The Heavenly Court had established the first Starry Sky Defense Line to block the Shura Star Pillar Realm using the Juling Civilization, Yanyang Civilization, and Cangxu Civilization.
In front of the Starry Sky Defense Line, there were actually seven more civilizations.
The Tianchu Civilization and the Hanhai Civilization were two of these seven.
After the Shura Star Pillar Realm began to move, every time war broke out, the seven civilizations would actively retreat, all the way back to the Starry Sky Defense Line, where they lined up with the three civilizations of Juling, Yanyang, and Cangxu.
The defense line formed by the ten ancient civilizations had blocked the Shura Star Pillar Realm and the Hell Realm army for decades.
Now, the first ancient civilization had finally been breached, creating a gap in the defense line.
The destruction of the ten ancient civilizations and the first major rout of the Heavenly Court army officially began today.
"Uncle Mian, has Grandfather really been killed by the Hell Realm gods?" The girl with seashells hanging from her hair had tearful eyes, heartbroken.
"The Heavenly Lord's cultivation is powerful. How could he fall so easily?"
Mian Ning gritted his teeth, a trident appearing in his hand, dozens of lightning bolts flowing at its tip.
"Whoosh!"
The war halberd swung out, splitting the towering wave rushing toward them.
Holding Princess Yinglian's hand, he rushed toward the direction where the temple had fallen.
"There's another Hanhai Civilization god here!"
A blood-red cloud appeared above Mian Ning and Princess Yinglian.
An Undying Blood Clan god floated in the blood cloud, eight pairs of blood wings spread behind him, unleashing terrifying speed, instantly arriving in front of Mian Ning.
"Boom!"
With a clash of blows, Mian Ning was sent flying hundreds of miles away, divine blood flowing from his body.
Ignoring his injuries, he roared: "Yinglian!"
Princess Yinglian was also sent flying, but she wore a divine robe with strong defensive power, so she was not killed by the divine force.
The Undying Blood Clan god laughed loudly: "So she is the Princess Yinglian who can communicate with the World Spirit of Hanhai. Excellent, I have been searching for her everywhere!"
"Stop! As long as I am here, you will not harm her."
Mian Ning chased after him.
"With just you?"
The Undying Blood Clan god sneered, raised his hand above his head, mobilized the rule divine patterns within his body, condensed a divine ability, and struck out, repelling Mian Ning.
Mian Ning's chest exploded, and he was sent flying another thousand miles.
Just as he watched in despair as the Undying Blood Clan god approached Princess Yinglian, suddenly, a thousand-mile-long sword light like a thread extended from the void, slashing at the Undying Blood Clan god, splitting his divine body in two.
A woman in white walked out of the void, wearing a veil, surrounded by circles of white divine light. On her bright white forehead was a vertical eye.
This vertical eye did not diminish her ethereal charm; instead, it made her beauty even more unique.
Seeing the woman in white, Mian Ning finally breathed a sigh of relief and said in a pleading tone: "Heavenly Maiden Luo, please take Princess Yinglian and leave. Mian Ning will be eternally grateful."
Luo Ji helped up the fainted sea clan girl and asked: "What about you?"
Mian Ning glanced at the Undying Blood Clan god, whose two halves of divine body were rapidly recombining, and said: "I will live and die with the Hanhai Civilization."
He swung his trident and attacked the Undying Blood Clan god.
Knowing his mind was made up, Luo Ji looked down at the severely injured sea clan girl, and her figure gradually faded, disappearing into the void.
When Luo Ji's figure reappeared, she had already arrived at the edge of Hanhai.
Hanhai was an ocean floating in the universe.
The army of the Tianchu Civilization was rapidly retreating, all gathering here.
Saint ships were filled with corpses and remains. Everyone's mood was low, their eyes murky.
Yuetong was an upper-level god of the Tianchu Civilization, having reached the pinnacle of his cultivation, only one step away from entering the Great God level.
Seeing Luo Ji return, True Lord Yuetong immediately greeted her, asking with concern: "Luo Ji, why did you only come out of Hanhai now? Everyone was very worried about your safety."
Luo Ji handed the sea clan girl to Li Miaohan, instructing her to treat her injuries and take good care of her.
Only then did Luo Ji nod to True Lord Yuetong and say: "The Heavenly Lord of Hanhai has fallen. The gods who died in battle on the Heavenly Court and Hanhai Civilization sides, including false gods, number over a hundred. This bloody battle that lasted five months has ultimately ended in our defeat."
The Tianchu Civilization cultivators present were all powerful and strong-willed, but at this moment, they were all pessimistic and depressed, under tremendous pressure, with a heavy atmosphere.
Because once a gap appeared in the Starry Sky Defense Line, it would be difficult to stop the Hell Realm army.
Today it was the Hanhai Civilization; tomorrow it would be their Tianchu Civilization.
Moreover, like the Hanhai Civilization, they had no retreat behind them. They could only fight to the death.
"If not for Zhang Ruochen defeating the Heavenly Court army at Xinghuantian, perhaps the one routed would have been the Hell Realm. How could the Starry Sky Defense Line have been breached?" True Lord Yuetong's eyes were dark, his whole body filled with killing intent.
The other Tianchu Civilization cultivators all gnashed their teeth in hatred.
As the war at Xinghuantian ended, some news quietly spread, claiming that the thirteen-realm army had gone to Xinghuantian to do a great deed, to fight for a glimmer of hope for the Starry Sky Defense Line and the ancient civilizations.
If successful, the Hell Realm army would have been routed.
Now that the Hanhai Civilization battlefield had suffered a complete defeat and a gap had appeared in the Starry Sky Defense Line, the Heavenly Court cultivators naturally placed all the blame on Zhang Ruochen.
No one cared whether there were other hidden circumstances behind it.
Luo Ji showed displeasure and said: "If Zhang Ruochen's cultivation could change the outcome of the war between the Heavenly Court and Hell, how could we be fighting so hard? This is a war sweeping the entire universe. It will not change because of any individual's power!"
"Let's go. Issue the order: the entire Tianchu Civilization army is to retreat. Next, what we need to protect is our own homeland. The battle will become even more brutal."
Luo Ji finally turned back to look at the boundless Hanhai, seeing the Hell Realm army surging into the sea.
Rakshasa clan cultivators laughed cruelly, grabbing a sea clan child and biting off his head in one bite.
An Undying Blood Clan Great Saint let out a long roar, crushing hundreds of thousands of sea clansmen into blood mist and inhaling it into his body.
A Death Clan false god cast a ten-thousand-mile net, scooping up hundreds of millions of sea clansmen from the seawater, putting them into a bag, preparing to take them back to the Hell Realm to sell.
A Corpse Clan god cut his skin, dripping corpse fluid. In an instant, countless sea clansmen had their skin ulcerate, their life force extinguished, turning into rotting corpses. They walked like zombies from the water onto the shore.
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Luo Ji could not bear to watch any longer. She broke through the air and flew away, her heart firm and unwavering. Even if the Tianchu Civilization met the same fate in the near future, she would definitely fight to the death.
To live and die with her people.