Chapter 3422: Charging Into Night Soil
Illuminated by sword light and lightning, Night Soil unfolded across the cosmos like a bizarre scroll embedded in darkness, vast and boundless, with no end in sight.
Deep within the darkness, towering and perilous mountain peaks rose, strange and colorful halos shimmered, and the energies and rules of heaven and earth were repelled, forming an independent and mysterious profound world within.
Like the Ancestor Realm, it tempted one to delve deeper and uncover its secrets.
The Thunder God Altar arranged by Xuan Yi was located at the edge of Night Soil.
Clearly, Xuan Yi had a meticulous mind, calculating various possibilities and preparing thoroughly.
On the altar were piled divine corpses.
Fresh divine blood continuously seeped from the corpses and burned, providing an endless stream of power to the altar.
The largest was a Red Centipede Divine Corpse, coiled around the altar, covered in dirt, clearly just dug up.
The lightning beam blocked the peerless sword radiance Zhang Ruochen had unleashed. Xuan Yi did not linger, immediately reaching out, tearing through space, his palm appearing right in front of Shi Fujun, his fingers over ten meters long.
He wanted to take the God-Defying Stele and Earth Cauldron before Zhang Ruochen's true body arrived.
"Boom!"
Space before Shi Fujun turned into a mirror surface.
The Boundless Divine Sword flew out from the spatial mirror, its blade burning, piercing through the palm descending from above.
Qian Gu Nüdi's voice came from afar, ethereal and lingering: "Xuan Yi, your grudge with the Kunlun Realm ends today!"
Standing atop the altar, Xuan Yi withdrew his arm, divine blood dripping from between his fingers.
Just as he was about to escape, he turned back and saw Zhang Ruochen already standing there.
Zhang Ruochen's eyes were icy cold, a chaotic sea emerging beneath his feet as he struck out with the Immovable Wisdom King Fist.
The fist imprint radiated golden light, forming fierce gale winds.
"Boom!"
On the Thunder God Altar, densely packed blood patterns emerged as divine blood and corpses simultaneously ignited.
Flames formed a thick barrier, blocking the Immovable Wisdom King Fist. However, Xuan Yi and the altar were still sent flying, shattering a large area of space behind the altar.
Qian Gu Nüdi's voice transmission entered Zhang Ruochen's ears: "It's the Thunder God Sacrifice! Offering divine corpses and blood in exchange for formidable power. Don't underestimate Xuan Yi."
Zhang Ruochen's killing intent was intense, ignoring the Thunder God Sacrifice entirely. No matter what means Xuan Yi used, he was dead today. Even if the Thunder Punishment Heavenly Venerable were alive, he couldn't save him.
He took out the Qilin Fist Gloves seized from Chi Mu Divine King, put them on, and activated the divine artifact's light marks.
With one punch, heaven and earth shook together, and a Qilin as massive as a mountain flew out, pouncing onto the altar.
The flame barrier on the altar violently dented, gradually fading, nearly pierced through.
Xuan Yi's brows tightened. He immediately took out a precious bottle and poured out golden blood. Each drop of golden blood falling on the altar caused its aura to surge dramatically.
Then, an ancestral aura emanated.
Even using ancestral blood, Xuan Yi could only defend passively. Every time he struck back with divine abilities, they were shattered by the fist force, unable to threaten Zhang Ruochen.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The divine venerable-level clash shook heaven and earth. The altar began to crack under the strain.
On the other side, Shi Fujun had recovered from his initial shock. He immediately tore through space and charged into the Void World, hoping to slip away in the chaos.
"Boom!"
A battle axe flew from somewhere, striking Shi Fujun.
The axe embedded itself in his back, and Shi Fujun's body flew backward like a cannonball.
"I knew you wouldn't behave. Are the God-Defying Stele and Earth Cauldron things you can handle?"
Chi Xingtian, surrounded by demonic qi, manifested a Heavenly Demon shadow on his back, moving swiftly through the Void World to catch up with Shi Fujun.
After a few futile struggles, Shi Fujun was captured by Chi Xingtian.
Chi Xingtian was undoubtedly one of the most formidable among the great gods. He stepped on Shi Fujun's back, firmly twisting his arm, and retrieved the God-Defying Stele and Earth Cauldron.
The God-Defying Stele and Earth Cauldron, guided by Zhang Ruochen, automatically flew out of the Void World.
The God-Defying Stele hovered above the Thunder God Altar, causing the blood patterns on the altar to become highly unstable, and the flame barrier began to dissipate.
"Didn't you want the God-Defying Stele? Here it is now."
Under Zhang Ruochen's control, the God-Defying Stele rapidly descended, crashing through the flame barrier and pressing down on Xuan Yi's head.
Xuan Yi raised his hand and struck the base of the stele.
The next moment, Zhang Ruochen landed on the God-Defying Stele, a vast and profound force pressing downward, bending Xuan Yi's arm beneath it, causing his bones to crackle.
"Crackle!"
Xuan Yi released lightning all over his body, and the surrounding void manifested five-colored radiance, forming an independent small world.
Various rule divine patterns flowed rapidly, condensing into the Great Dao Heavenly Desolation Seal.
With a "boom," the God-Defying Stele shattered into pieces.
Zhang Ruochen's feet manifested the Taiji Four Symbols Diagram, clashing head-on with Xuan Yi's Great Dao Heavenly Desolation Seal.
The altar beneath Xuan Yi completely split apart, divine corpses and blood scattering into the void. The five-colored small world and the Great Dao Heavenly Desolation Seal were shattered by Zhang Ruochen's stomp.
"Pfft!"
Xuan Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, retreating rapidly. The arm that had directly clashed with Zhang Ruochen was completely limp, dripping blood, all its blood vessels burst.
In terms of pure physical strength, even someone as strong as Xuan Yi was injured in a single blow.
Zhang Ruochen pursued, his fists falling like rain.
"Kill... Character... Art..."
Xuan Yi invoked the Killing Dao Essence, attempting to unleash a divine ability, but before he could finish, a Qilin Fist Glove struck his chest, turning it into bloody mud, countless bones broken.
Xuan Yi harbored great ambition, seeking to become the Killing Ancestor.
Even after losing ten percent, he still controlled thirty percent of the Killing Dao Essence. He had a chance to become the master of the Killing Dao!
If he truly became the master, his combat power would undergo a complete transformation, allowing him to fight above his level.
But would Zhang Ruochen give him that chance?
The Nine Serpent Divine King, Bai Zun, and Chi Mu Divine King arrived outside Night Soil, watching the divine battle between Zhang Ruochen and Xuan Yi from afar.
That stretch of void had been shattered, with Sword Dao rules, Killing Dao rules, Fist Dao rules... various rule divine patterns converging, emitting different colors of light, like a nebula, but containing extreme danger.
Bai Zun sighed, "Xuan Yi is already dazzling enough. In any other era, he would be a divine sun shining across heaven and earth. But he met Zhang Ruochen."
Chi Mu Divine King said, "Xuan Yi's strength is formidable. He controls a large amount of Killing Dao Essence and can wield various divine abilities with ease, his combat power rivaling the middle stage of Qiankun Infinite."
"This era has produced too many monsters, each with great fortune. If we seize their fortune, we could birth an even more monstrous figure." The Nine Serpent Divine King's eyes gleamed, each head showing a different smile.
No matter how monstrous, they had only just reached Qiankun Infinite. They could fight above their level but couldn't defy heaven.
The Nine Serpent Divine King was confident he could take them down by overwhelming them with cultivation.
But there was no rush. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.
"Boom!"
Half of Xuan Yi's body exploded, leaving only his head, legs, and feet intact, blood mist seeping from his divine garment.
The divine garment he wore shimmered with ancient and complex talisman patterns, possessing formidable defensive power. It was thanks to this garment that he could withstand so many of Zhang Ruochen's blows; otherwise, his body would have long been shattered by the fist force.
"Wind Thunder Heaven-Piercing Seal!"
The escaping blood qi burned, enhancing Xuan Yi's power. He unleashed the ultimate technique passed down by Wen Tianjun, his aura rising step by step.
With this move, when he was a great god, Xuan Yi could instantly unleash ten percent of his Infinite-level physical strength.
This was Wen Tianjun's trump card, passed to his son-in-law, placing great hope in Xuan Yi.
Divine mountains, divine seas, jade trees and ink moon, illusory star seas—the four phenomena manifested around Zhang Ruochen. Countless figures stood within them, practicing the Immovable Wisdom King Fist.
Each figure practiced one form.
All figures converged, one form after another stacking, and the eighteenth layer of fist intent was unleashed.
Space suddenly became extremely stable, as if frozen.
"Boom!"
The fist force was heavy and vast, continuous, breaking Xuan Yi's seal.
The iron fist, accompanied by a Qilin shadow, struck Xuan Yi's face. His nose, eyes, and skull exploded one after another, his head shattering like a broken watermelon.
Zhang Ruochen locked onto Xuan Yi's divine sea, igniting his sword intent, and thrust his finger toward it.
At that moment, a strong sense of unease surged into his heart, snapping Zhang Ruochen, who had nearly lost his reason, back to reality.
In the previous exchanges, Zhang Ruochen had been completely reckless, solely venting his anger, pouring out his killing intent with only one goal: to kill Xuan Yi.
The sense of danger came, and Zhang Ruochen immediately grabbed the Earth Cauldron, placing it before him.
From Xuan Yi's divine sea, a purple lightning bolt shot out, forming a "Z" shape, possessing the terrifying power to pierce through everything in the world.
The "Z"-shaped lightning struck the Earth Cauldron.
A sound like a great bell echoed across the starry sky, and even the ever-silent and stable Night Soil shook violently.
Zhang Ruochen, standing behind the Earth Cauldron, was sent flying backward over three hundred thousand miles by a tremendous impact, crashing heavily onto the ground of Night Soil, carving out a deep valley.
"Thunder Punishment Heavenly Venerable must still be alive."
This thought simultaneously arose in the minds of Qian Gu Nüdi, Chi Mu Divine King, Nine Serpent Divine King, and Bai Zun.
That lightning was too powerful; the aura it emitted was definitely at the Indestructible Infinite level, very thick and vibrant. If Zhang Ruochen hadn't reacted quickly, he might have been pierced through.
Of course, such power couldn't be stored in Xuan Yi's divine sea in large quantities.
Likely, there was only this one bolt.
Xuan Yi reformed his complete body and immediately fled, charging from another direction into the depths of Night Soil.
Qian Gu Nüdi had been holding back, precisely to prevent Xuan Yi from escaping. But she never expected Xuan Yi to dare enter Night Soil. Did he really think the ancestors of the Night Demon clans were idle?
Besides, Night Soil was notoriously dangerous. Could a Qiankun Infinite initial stage really not fear falling here?
"Where do you think you're going?"
Zhang Ruochen flew up from the deep valley, took out the Heavenly Demon Tyrant Spear, and hurled it.
The spear emitted black demonic flames, unleashing ancestral power, trailing a tail dozens of miles long, precisely hitting Xuan Yi, blasting his body apart again, releasing large amounts of blood mist.
Xuan Yi didn't have time to reform his divine body, wrapping the blood mist in his divine garment as he continued fleeing forward.
Zhang Ruochen chased into Night Soil, but suddenly his speed was hindered. An invisible force suppressed the Ancestral Boots. The ancestral divine qi within the boots couldn't be released!
"Is Night Soil really an Ancestor Realm?"
No longer using the Ancestral Boots, Zhang Ruochen relied on his own power to close the distance with Xuan Yi.
"We're going too!"
The empress pulled Chi Xingtian and Shi Fujun into her divine realm world, disappearing into Night Soil.
Bai Zun said, "Are they crazy, daring to enter Night Soil? Night Soil is the forbidden land of the six Night Demon clans. Any cultivator who enters is killed without mercy."
"Legend has it that Night Soil holds great terror. Once, a Great Unbound Infinite from the demon clan entered seeking a demon clan treasure but fled wounded. After coming out, his hair turned white overnight, and he died in less than a hundred thousand years." Chi Mu Divine King was wary.
The Nine Serpent Divine King chuckled, "This is a golden opportunity! Think about it, in the open cosmos, even if we could defeat Zhang Ruochen, Qian Gu Nüdi, Xuan Yi, and the others, capturing them would be no easy task. But Night Soil is a natural trap. Once they lose, they can only die. Let's go! We'll flatten Night Soil!"
The Nine Serpent Divine King didn't believe in legends and held no regard for the six Night Demon clans.
Even if the six clans' ancestors were remarkable beings, they had long since died. The Death Clan had even dug up half-ancestor bones. As a current divine king, why should he fear a group of the dead?
As for the current ancestors of the six Night Demon clans, none could be formidable. Having a Qiankun Infinite peak was already impressive!
As a top-tier figure among Qiankun Infinite peak cultivators, the Nine Serpent Divine King naturally had the confidence to flatten Night Soil.
"Opportunity is right before us, fleeting. If you two hesitate like this, how can you achieve great things?"
With these words, the Nine Serpent Divine King charged into Night Soil.
Bai Zun and Chi Mu Divine King exchanged glances, then followed.
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Su Yun, the patriarch of the White Fox Clan, and Wu Dao, the patriarch of the Red Centipede Clan, sensed the divine power fluctuations and immediately rushed toward Night Soil. When they arrived, the entire Night Soil was in turmoil, with qi currents surging in the void and time-space in chaos.
Deep within Night Soil, bright lightning bolts streaked across the sky, their destructive power astonishing.
Another Taiji Four Symbols Diagram descended, suppressing the four directions.
Su Yun's seductive expression vanished, replaced by shock and anger. "They've actually fought their way into Night Soil. This is a huge problem. We must not let chaos erupt."
"They've gone to the Heavenly Fox Tomb Realm. We have to stop them." Wu Dao said.