# Chapter 1048: Hurricane Sweeps the Eastern Wasteland
Yao Guang King was defeated!
"What am I seeing? Yao Guang King was killed, cleaved in half..."
Beneath the starry sky, a patch of fresh blood scattered down—it was the essence of Yao Guang's Dao, dispersing in all directions, causing everyone's legs to tremble and hearts to shudder.
Moonlight flowed like water, starlight dotted the sky. Ye Fan stood in the firmament, forcefully tearing apart Yao Guang's body, an especially shocking sight beneath the silver-white moonlight.
Everyone was stunned. Yao Guang King had been struck down, like the heavens themselves collapsing, shocking every single person as if turned to stone, unable to believe it.
The undefeated myth was shattered!
Over the past decade or more, Yao Guang King had swept across all lands, intimidated the eight desolates. In this age when saints did not emerge, he could hardly find an opponent. Yet now, he had been torn apart by a mysterious person, blood staining the long sky—like a dream.
"Ah... Master!" Li Qingzhou cried out, his heart and gall trembling. A chill rose from his spine, plunging him into an ice cellar.
For so many years, Yao Guang King had established an undefeated monument. Even the ancient clans dared not provoke him when he traveled. Now he had been killed—it was like piercing the heavens!
The bright moon hung high, moonlight like water, wreathed in thin mist. Ye Fan stood beneath the sky like a deity, his body crystalline, as if cast from colored glaze divine gold, his eyes sharp as lightning.
He swept his gaze across the surroundings. No one dared meet his eyes; all lowered their heads. In people's eyes, this was like a young god—even Yao Guang King had been killed by him. Who wouldn't be terrified?
"Swish"
Ye Fan's Dao body transformed into a stream of pure qi, wrapping around the two black arrows and Yao Guang lineage's sacred artifact, returning to the main body, vanishing without a trace. Only one Ye Fan remained in heaven and earth.
Li Qingzhou clenched his fists, grinding his teeth in a low voice, but dared not show great anger. A strong enough to kill his master—if he provoked him, not even ashes would remain.
"What Yao Guang Lord sent out was merely a Sacred Light Body. His true body remains invincible under heaven. Many divine abilities could not be used tonight—it doesn't count for much," a child attendant said.
With a flash of blazing light, Ye Fan tore through the void and left this great wilderness. Only then did people breathe a long sigh of relief. The pressure had been too great just now, almost suffocating.
"So powerful... Is it him? There's a similar aura." Feng Huang was uncertain, divine radiance shooting from her beautiful eyes, her five-colored mask flickering, auspicious light spreading out, coiling around her immortal body.
"Could it be... that person has truly returned? But it doesn't quite match—turning flesh and blood into ancient stars isn't his method." Ji Biyue was also murmuring to herself.
Every expert was pondering. Such a figure appearing out of nowhere was destined to shake the world. Everyone was guessing his identity and which inheritance he came from.
"He must be a visitor from beyond the star domain!" Suddenly, a living fossil spoke, offering this conclusion.
"This... is very possible!" Many people's hearts shook greatly, then they nodded involuntarily.
Chaos Expansion Great Sage had said ten years ago that experts from beyond the star domain were arriving. If their disciples appeared in this world one day, it would be no surprise.
The starry sky was boiling. This great wilderness had originally been filled with towering ancient trees, rampant beasts—ancient golden rocs, sky-devouring apes, red golden crows, and others roamed here. Now it was a mess, with broken mountains, great rift valleys, and abysses everywhere.
After the great battle, all the flying birds and ancient beasts had been frightened away, fleeing deep into the wilds, leaving only devastation.
This night was destined to be difficult to calm. So many things had happened—Ye Fan's true body slaughtered a half-saint, his Dao body split Yao Guang King, triggering a great storm that swept across the Eastern Wasteland.
No one knew how long passed before people finally dispersed from the hundred thousand mountains. Most returned to Green Cloud City, where cultivators everywhere were heatedly discussing.
"If the Saint Lord's true body comes out, he can definitely suppress this person," Yao Guang's child attendant said indignantly, very unwilling to accept defeat. Because of Yao Guang's rise, even their disciples had been treated with respect wherever they went in recent years. Now they tasted this flavor for the first time.
"Is Master's true body really still on Yao Guang's main peak?" Li Qingzhou muttered to himself, gazing at the brilliant starry sky.
In the Northern Domain, the Celestial Prince received the news immediately. Standing atop an ancient mountain, two bolts of blazing lightning shot from his eyes, cutting through the night sky. A great mountain ahead was leveled by his gaze, rubble scattering like clouds.
"A half-saint... killed by that person from the south?"
His mood was very bad. Among the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals, several powerful half-saints were his right and left arms. Losing any one of them was an incalculable loss.
In the near future, they had the potential to become saints, able to follow him in conquering the world. Dying like this was a pity.
The Celestial Prince's expression was cold. His waist-length hair flew wildly. Though handsome beyond compare and elegant in bearing, his expression was somewhat frightening. Cracks appeared on his purple-gold crown, then it exploded!
Behind him stood a row of ancient clan experts, divine flames leaping, killing intent soaring to the heavens. They only waited for his command to march south.
These people had different appearances, coming from eight great divine clans. Some had divine wings, lightning coiling around their bodies crackling. Others had demonic light eclipsing the moon, strength enough to pull mountains... like a group of divine generals reborn.
"Son of the Gods, Blood Phoenix Mountain and Fire Qilin Cave have both agreed. We only await your word to march south, trample those chickens and dogs, and wash them clean in blood."
A descendant of a divine general spoke, his voice rumbling, shaking the peaks ahead. One could imagine how formidable his strength was.
"I sent out several groups of clansmen, even dispatched several half-saints south, wanting to find out who that person really is. I never expected that as soon as they arrived, they were lost." The Celestial Prince's expression was cold, hands clasped behind his back, gazing into the distance as if trying to see through the void straight to the Southern Domain.
"We must make him pay, grind his bones to dust!"
"Prince, let's move. No matter who jumps out, we'll annihilate them all!"
The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals all had vast dharma power, pure bloodlines, and unmatched strength.
"I will personally kill him. But this time, there's more than one person to kill. The Holy Prince will definitely jump out. This time, I'll clean them all up!" The Celestial Prince said grimly.
"But what if that one on Mount Sumeru becomes enraged? The Divine Silkworm Clan's princess isn't easy to provoke either!" Some descendants of the Eight Divine Generals showed worried expressions.
"No matter. Mount Sumeru does have a Great Sage, but our ancient clan doesn't only have him!" The Celestial Prince's expression was cold. He opened his palm and crushed an ancient weapon to pieces. "I want to kill them—they can't escape my palm!"
Some descendants of the Eight Divine Generals were worried, others excited. They knew a great storm was about to begin. The Son of the Gods was about to strike fiercely.
Suddenly, a long roar came from afar. A figure approached like a meteor, bringing intense fluctuations.
"Son of the Gods, something terrible has happened. Among the several armies that entered the Southern Domain, another group has been completely wiped out. And..." The newcomer knelt on one knee, stealing a glance at the Celestial Prince, hesitating, afraid to speak.
"And what?" The Celestial Prince asked coldly.
"The second... half-saint has been beheaded!" This person tremblingly delivered the news.
"What? Another half-saint killed? Who did it?"
"How can this be? Even an ancient imperial prince would need some effort against a half-saint. How could the Eight Divine Generals be killed as soon as they reached the Southern Domain?" Someone couldn't help saying.
Behind the Celestial Prince, a group of divine general descendants all changed color. They gritted their teeth, clenching their fists, knuckles cracking.
"It was... the Holy Prince who struck!" This ancient clan member who came to report said, secretly glancing at the Celestial Prince's expression.
"I knew he would jump out. He's dead!" The Celestial Prince's expression was cold and gloomy. Then he turned to look at a range of ancient black mountains and instructed his subordinates: "Go report to Blood Phoenix Mountain and Fire Qilin Cave. Tonight, we march south together!"
This night, storms continued without end. The Southern Domain was in uproar. Under the starry sky, decisive battles unfolded one after another. The results were astonishing, shaking the eight desolates.
Dongfang Ye, Yan Yixi, Li Tian, Li Heishui, and others moved together, intercepting a group of the Celestial Prince's men. Without mercy, they activated the Divine Maiden Furnace, driving this great sage weapon, blasting everyone clean.
The Dragon Horse participated in this kind of thing for the first time, repeatedly shouting in delight, clamoring to go do another big job. Killing and burning was the most satisfying—might as well destroy the ancient clan's lair entirely.
The group rolled their eyes. This guy simply feared the world wouldn't be chaotic enough—a real disaster.
Li Tian couldn't help saying: "I say, Brother Horse, are you really an auspicious beast? A mount that only ancient sacred emperors could possess? How can you be so ferocious?"
"What Brother Horse? From now on, call me Lord Dragon!" The Dragon Horse corrected grandly, flames coiling around its body, scales crystalline and dazzling, not a single stray hair in its mane, like divine flames leaping.
"Dragon your grandpa!" The group all slapped it.
At the same time, the Holy Prince also arrived in the Southern Domain. In another ancient city, his fiery eyes and golden pupils discovered a half-saint, recognizing him as one of the Celestial Prince's subordinates.
This battle was earth-shattering. Wind and clouds stirred for a hundred li. The monkey was too fierce. No matter how the half-saint roared, he couldn't turn the tide. A single staff blow smashed his head into ten thousand peach blossoms, brains splattering everywhere.
The Battle-Saint clan was brave beyond compare in the ancient times. The Holy Prince's body flowed with ancient emperor blood. When it moved, the sound was like thunder and tsunamis—naturally invincible.
The Southern Domain was boiling. It was a sleepless night. People talked everywhere, nervously watching the situation develop. Everyone knew a great battle was about to begin.
"The mysterious person killed a half-saint, executed Yao Guang's Dao body... What a night of surging storms!"
"And now the Holy Prince has come, killing another half-saint. There will be enormous waves!"
"The Celestial Prince has already had three armies annihilated, all slaughtered as soon as they entered the Southern Domain. This is truly tit for tat—a slap in the Celestial Prince's face."
The Southern Domain was surging with wind and clouds. The stars filled the sky, but many cultivators had no sleep at all, all paying close attention. They knew a hurricane was coming!
This night, rumors spread everywhere. All kinds of news emerged, one of which drew everyone's attention.
"Yao Guang King's true body might be coming out of seclusion!"
"Is he going to suppress the chaos, or seek a decisive battle to the death with that mysterious person?"
Yao Guang's true body had not appeared for many years. People were very tense, unsure if it was true or false. This night grew even more chaotic.
"A major event has erupted! The Celestial Prince is marching south, leading the Eight Divine Generals' forces straight to the Southern Domain!" An even greater storm unfolded. The news arrived, shaking the Southern Domain.
A hurricane swept across the Eastern Wasteland!
The hurricane has arrived. Fierce battles begin. Chen Dong asks for monthly votes!
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