# Chapter 3811: The Calamity of Shara
"Swoosh!"
In the starry sky, a meteor-like beam of light tore through the darkness, piercing through colorful nebulas.
Wherever it passed, power overflowed, stars shattered, and space collapsed.
"Boom!"
This beam of light struck the formation light barrier above the Rakshasa Divine City. The barrier sank deeply, formation patterns flickered, and energy storms erupted in all directions.
It was an arrow.
The Arrow of Death!
The space outside the Rakshasa Divine City was as fragile as paper, continuously torn apart by the energy erupting from the Arrow of Death, spreading outward.
The life planets, divine throne planets, war fortresses, and formation defense outposts that guarded the divine city all collapsed completely.
Thousands upon thousands of Rakshasa cultivators, without even knowing what had happened, turned to ash, leaving only wisps of blood energy and soul fragments.
Cultivators standing within the city looked outward, feeling as if the entire universe was about to be destroyed by this single arrow. Their bodies went limp, and they knelt or collapsed to the ground.
"A world-ending calamity, an extinction-level calamity!"
Someone shouted with a trembling voice.
Fortunately, the protective formation of the Rakshasa Divine City had been activated in advance, blocking this heaven-destroying arrow.
But countless buildings within the city had collapsed, rubble was everywhere, and even some sacred mountains had lost their luster, their bodies on the verge of crumbling.
In the formation towers, many formation masters were shaken by the power unleashed by the Arrow of Death, spitting out blood arrows and collapsing weakly to the ground.
A young Great Saint walked out of the Saint Spirit Wine Pavilion, looked up at the sky, and murmured to himself: "The Rakshasa Divine City has been attacked before, but for some reason, this time I feel unprecedented fear and despair."
He naturally would not know that this was the aura of a Half-Ancestor, causing a psychological impact on all Rakshasa cultivators, directly penetrating their souls.
Great Luo Divine Palace.
Emperor Luo Yan wore divine armor, his crimson cape fluttering behind him. Under his thick brows, a pair of tiger-like eyes stared fixedly at the Arrow of Death.
Behind him, Feng Emperor, Zun Venerable, and other Rakshasa War Gods, Great Gods, and Gods all stood in strict readiness, wearing armor and holding halberds, their gazes firm, giving people a determination to face death without flinching.
But it was just a single arrow, and most of the divine throne planets and war fortresses outside the Rakshasa Divine City had been destroyed, even the city-protecting formation had become precarious. This showed how terrifying the invading enemy was.
Among the gods present, many had their mental states subtly affected by the Half-Ancestor's aura.
"The Rakshasa Clan has been undying for ten thousand ages, enduring a thousand calamities without decline. We gods should be fearless. When the sky falls, we are the pillars. When enemies invade, we are the shields."
"Where are the gods of the Rakshasa Clan? Come with me, this Emperor, to face the Half-Ancestor!"
Emperor Luo Yan's divine voice was deafening, dispelling the fear in the gods' hearts. Each one's blood boiled, and their battle intent burned.
"Fight!"
"Fight!"
...
The Great Luo Divine Seal was raised by Emperor Luo Yan, spinning rapidly.
Using the Great Luo Divine Seal as a medium, he mobilized the power of the entire Rakshasa Divine City. Rays of divine light flew into the city-protecting formation.
At the same time, all the gods released their divine energy, light pillars shooting out from above their heads, connecting to the formation light barrier in the sky, like countless divine pillars supporting the heavens.
About three breaths after the Arrow of Death struck the formation light barrier, a demon god pillar swung out from the Void World, breaking through the boundary between reality and nothingness.
The pillar was hundreds of millions of miles tall, striking heavily toward the Rakshasa Divine City.
Then, a dark force spread from the depths of the starry sky, like a boundless ocean. As it approached the Rakshasa Divine City, this black ocean condensed into a black hand larger than the Rakshasa Divine City itself.
On the palm of the black hand was an "X"-shaped mark.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Two consecutive heaven-destroying forces landed on the city-protecting formation of the Rakshasa Divine City.
Within the city, many gods fell.
In this level of confrontation, ordinary cultivators wouldn't even have the courage to make a move. The divine might pressing down could make them prostrate.
...
Ji Fanxin stopped and looked back toward the direction of the Rakshasa Divine City.
Luo Sha, Luo Shengtian, Feng Qingli, Shang Xia, and many other cultivators, wrapped in the light shadow of the Divine Illumination Lotus, also looked toward the distant starry sky, their eyes filled with worry.
"They've really come, and so quickly." Luo Sha said.
Luo Shengtian said angrily: "How dare they? Causing such a huge commotion, the Heavenly Venerables of the Hell Realm will arrive soon."
Ji Fanxin was certain that a major upheaval must have occurred at the Starry Sky Defense Line, which would tie down many Hell Realm powerhouses there. And Nutian Shenzun had to sit guard at the Abyss of Darkness, resisting the Twelve Ancient Clans.
The ancient powerhouses hiding on the Santu River would surely take the opportunity to cause chaos, disturbing the Middle Three Clans.
Who else could come to the Rakshasa Clan?
Moreover, in a Heavenly Venerable-level confrontation, at least powerhouses of Feng Tian or Undying War God's level were needed to participate. Other Heavenly Venerables coming would be meaningless.
Of course, Ji Fanxin did not speak these cruel words.
Feng Qingli said: "We shouldn't have left. Staying in the divine city, we might have been able to help a little, share some of the burden." Ji Fanxin shook her head and said: "It's useless. From the aura Bal erupted and the strength he displayed, it's clear he has fully recovered to the Half-Ancestor realm, making him the number one combat power in the current universe. Now, the only thing restricting him is that the heaven and earth rules of this era are different from the Ancient Era, affecting his strength."
"As long as he seizes the Demon Dao Essence controlled by Heavenly Mother, he can break through the restrictions of heaven and earth rules and make up for the final flaw."
Shang Xia's face turned pale, and she said: "Is he now even stronger than Di back then?"
"They are not comparable." Ji Fanxin said.
Luo Sha said: "Who is that dark aura? Jiusi Yitianhu...ng...ah..."
"Boom!"
In Luo Sha's incredulous exclamation, from the distant starry sky, the protective formation of the Rakshasa Divine City was breached. The city body split into pieces, and countless Rakshasa cultivators exploded into blood mist.
It was impossible to imagine the horror there, nor to know if any cultivator could survive under the power of a Half-Ancestor.
"No, Father, I want to go back!"
Luo Shengtian's eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and he rushed recklessly toward the direction of the Rakshasa Divine City.
Luo Sha's eyes glistened with tears. She gritted her teeth tightly, shifted her position, and blocked Luo Shengtian.
In the midst of the argument, Luo Sha slapped Luo Shengtian heavily across the face.
Feng Qingli and Shang Xia, who had chased after them, were both stunned.
"Mother is dead. Do you want to watch Father die before our eyes too?"
After saying this, Luo Shengtian himself deflated first, tears streaming down his face, letting out painful and helpless roars, venting his full hatred.
All the Rakshasa cultivators present fell into grief. Ji Fanxin calmly watched all this, observing the movements at the Rakshasa Divine City, and said: "Now is not the time for sorrow. Their target is not the Rakshasa Divine City, but to lure out Heavenly Mother from the Luozu Cloud Mountain Realm. They have already succeeded!"
"They want to kill Heavenly Mother?"
The Rakshasa cultivators all found it hard to believe.
"If Heavenly Mother dies, the Rakshasa Clan is truly finished!" One Rakshasa god muttered.
Luo Sha said coldly: "The Rakshasa Clan will not be finished. We are still here. We carry the seeds and heritage of the Rakshasa Clan. As long as we live, who dares to say the Rakshasa Clan is finished?"
With the situation having reached this point, Ji Fanxin took off the emerald leaf hanging around her neck and crushed it.
"Perhaps there is still a turning point! Let's go, leave here quickly."
...
When Zhang Ruochen arrived at White Desolate Star, the Great Qi Ancestral Talisman Divine Formation had already been breached at one point.
Zhang Ruochen thought for a moment, then concealed his aura, making his body transparent, and flew through that breach.
"Boom!"
As soon as he entered, he saw in the distant desert, Ice King was struck in the waist and abdomen by boundless divine chains. Large amounts of flesh and blood were sent flying, leaving only his spine at the waist. His divine body was almost broken.
In that area, the Undying Divine Temple's Hall Master used the Blood Sea Heavenly Dao Essence to suppress the blood energy and rule divine patterns within Ice King's body.
Qingyue Que held a divine bow, nine divine arrows of various shapes floating around him. Two of the arrowheads still carried blood, having struck Ice King earlier. Wubian said: "Xia Huangchao, how does the divine chain feel? The darkness has entered your body, hasn't it? Back then, that undying bird, I personally dug out her heart and used the Path of Darkness to devour the spiritual power thoughts in her divine heart. Today, not only will you not avenge her, but you will follow in her footsteps."
Ice King was covered in wounds, his white hair stained with blood. In his mind, for some reason, he recalled the scene outside the Undying Divine Temple a hundred thousand years ago.
The pain in his body was instantly overshadowed by the pain in his heart.
The dark power contained in the divine chains could not be refined in a short time. Blood continuously oozed from his wounds, and his flesh began to rot.
But when this dark power spread to the twenty-first bone of his spine, a vast blood energy erupted from that bone.
Ice King's injuries healed at a visible rate, and all the power that had invaded his body was expelled.
"Roar!"
Ice King let out a long roar, his white hair flying.
Behind him, boundless blood energy condensed into a tall figure with twenty-seven pairs of blood wings. The Hall Master stared fixedly at Ice King's spine, his eyes burning with jealousy, and said: "Undying Bone! The legendary Undying Bone! How can your luck be so good? I searched White Desolate Star for tens of thousands of years without finding the bone left by the Ancestor's shadow, and you actually found it!"
Qingyue Que had originally wanted to leave, to search for Qingtian Ancestor's corpse, but upon seeing the Undying Bone, he charged at Ice King almost simultaneously with the Hall Master.
"Shameless, three against one."
Under a mother tree in the Longevity Blood Forest, Yan Ying'er gritted her teeth and cursed.
Xia Yu's eyes were filled with worry. She glanced at the breach in the sky and calculated the probability of escaping White Desolate Star under the noses of Wubian and the others.
Under the mother tree was the tomb of Qingtian Ancestor, but Blood Butcher had lost all interest in digging.
Once Ice King died, how could they have any chance of survival?
Without Senior Brother, without his great luck, Blood Butcher felt that the so-called "wealth comes from taking risks" was just a deceptive saying.
What they now faced was no longer a dangerous situation, but a desperate one.
"I think I sensed Father's aura." Chi Kongle said.
Blood Butcher was overjoyed and said: "Really?"
"I might just be missing him too much." Chi Kongle gently shook her head. Facing death, the only things in her mind were her father's gentle smile and the ten thousand lights of Kongle Mountain.