223: Chapter 219 Great Victory!

Deep within Qinghua Mountain.

The forbidden area, once shrouded in endless blood mist, was now clear and bright.

With the complete annihilation of that mysterious giant cocoon, the Law Foundation supporting that independent Small World also collapsed.

"Rumble—"

Behind Chen Zhiwen, the Void Realm suddenly began to crack like a mirror struck violently. Each crack was like a ferocious beast, ruthlessly devouring everything around it.

Mountains, earth, rivers, and even the last glimmer of light were mercilessly swallowed in this endless darkness.

As time passed, these cracks grew more numerous and larger, eventually weaving into a dense web that enveloped the entire world.

And at the center of this web, the Small World that had once imprisoned the Remnant Clan for ten thousand years was teetering, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Finally, with an earth-shattering roar, the Small World could no longer withstand the immense pressure and completely collapsed into an invisible singularity.

This singularity was like a bottomless black hole, sucking in all matter and energy before vanishing without a trace.

At this moment, the spatial turbulence seemed enraged, raging wildly. It howled, sweeping through everything and turning the surrounding space upside down.

However, this violent force did not last long; it soon calmed down, like a sudden storm that comes and goes quickly.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.

Chen Zhiwen hovered quietly in mid-air, his gaze fixed on the Void Realm that had once been occupied by the Small World. The string in his heart that had been pulled taut finally loosened completely at this moment.

He let out a long, stale breath, which seemed to carry away all the repression and exhaustion in his heart.

With this exhalation, he felt much lighter, as if he had unburdened himself of a heavy weight.

Now, both the Remnant Clan and that mysterious giant cocoon had been destroyed by his own hands.

A terrifying disaster capable of sweeping across the entire Huang Prefecture—and perhaps re-enacting the tragic apocalypse of the ancient era—had finally been successfully nipped in the bud by him.

At this moment, an unprecedented sense of relaxation spread through his entire body.

He slowly closed his eyes, and his Divine Thought spread out like a tidal wave.

After his Breakthrough to the Taboo Realm, his Divine Thought could now easily cover the entire Huang Prefecture.

He "saw" the tragic battlefield in the northern territory of the Great Xuan Imperial Dynasty.

He "saw" Old Ancestor Chen Heng, Senior Wang Ming, Your Majesty Zheng Ming, and others fighting bloody battles.

He also "saw" Lu Wei, whose body exuded an Aura originating from the same source as the giant cocoon, experiencing a sudden drop in Aura because his original body had been destroyed.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chen Zhiwen's mouth.

Leaving the rest to them would be enough.

He glanced around at Qinghua Mountain, which had returned to its original appearance, then flashed and vanished from the spot, transforming into a streak of light invisible to the naked eye as he sped toward the Great Xuan Imperial Dynasty.

…Meanwhile.

Great Xuan Imperial Dynasty, northern territory.

Along the battle line stretching for thousands of miles, the shouts of battle shook the heavens and earth, and the energy storm woven from Spiritual Qi and blood qi almost tore the sky apart.

High above, the battlefield belonging to the Great Grandmasters was also nearing its end.

Zheng Ming, Chen Heng, and the five Great Xuan retainers including Dark One joined forces to form a killing formation.

Sword Qi crisscrossed, and fist imprints shattered the sky!

Under their relentless, cost-no-object siege, those eight fearless Grandmaster Puppets, who knew only how to kill, were one by one blasted into powder, with no possibility of resurrection.

In another core battlefield, Wang Ming and Ao Yuan were engaged in a thrilling duel.

Their opponent was Lu Wei; the battle was exceptionally intense, with both sides using all their skills.

Wang Ming's Divine Ability was astonishingly powerful; every move was as heavy as a mountain, carrying an unparalleled domineering Aura.

His attacks were wide and open, his Aura majestic, as if he wanted to tear the entire world apart.

Every strike was like a moving mountain, bringing immense pressure to Lu Wei.

Ao Yuan's Dragon claws were strange and tricky; every time he struck out, it was as fast as lightning, and the angles were so tricky that it was hard to defend against.

His Dragon claws could easily tear through the Void Realm, pointing directly at Lu Wei's vital parts, leaving Lu Wei unable to defend.

Facing the combined pincer attack of Wang Ming and Ao Yuan, two experts of the same level, although Lu Wei displayed powerful strength, his situation was becoming increasingly difficult.

Although he relied on that strange blood-red energy to barely hold on for the moment, this support was becoming increasingly strenuous, and the signs of defeat were becoming more and more obvious.

"Lu Wei! Today is your death day!"

Wang Ming roared, his hands shining brightly as he slashed down with a move called "Splitting the Mountain"!

Lu Wei's pupils constricted, and he was about to use all his strength to defend.

But at this moment!

The continuous blood-red energy within him that had been supporting him suddenly emptied, as if a river had been cut off at its source!

An indescribable sense of weakness instantly spread through his entire body.

"Pfft—"

Lu Wei's body shook violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood; his entire Aura withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Wang Ming and Ao Yuan were both stunned, and their attacks involuntarily slowed down.

They watched in shock as Lu Wei's cultivation, originally stable at Peak Great Grandmaster, fell wildly like a breached flood!

Peak Great Grandmaster...

Late-stage Great Grandmaster...

Mid-stage Great Grandmaster...

Finally, it fell directly below the Great Grandmaster Realm, leaving him with only the cultivation of a Half-step Great Grandmaster!

Regarding this sudden change, Lu Wei himself was also full of disbelief.

He stared blankly at his hands, feeling the empty power within his body, his face filled with confusion and fear.

But then, he suddenly remembered something.

Lu Wei looked up abruptly, staring fixedly in the direction of the distant Qinghua Mountain with a look of overwhelming shock.

That place... was the source of his power!

It was where "that Lord" was!

Now that his power had vanished, it could only mean one possibility...

"No—!"

A shrill, desperate roar filled with unwillingness erupted from Lu Wei's mouth, resounding through the sky!

"Impossible! The Lord is invincible! How could it be..."

Wang Ming and Ao Yuan did not know what exactly had happened to Lu Wei.

However, they would absolutely not let go of this once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity!

"Take advantage of his illness to take his life!"

The two looked at each other and instantly reached a consensus!

They simultaneously unleashed their strongest power, attacking from the left and right with all their might toward the distraught Lu Wei!

Under their violent onslaught, Lu Wei, who had already fallen in Realm, was soon unable to hold out.

In the end, his head was severed by Wang Ming, and his Divine Soul was completely destroyed!

With the fall of Lu Wei and those eight Great Grandmaster Puppets, this great battle, which decided the fate of the northern territory and even the future direction of the Human Race, finally ended with the ultimate victory of the Great Xuan Imperial Dynasty!

Below, the allied forces of Great Chu and Great Yan Dynasty, who were besieging the northern territory of Great Xuan, saw that all their Great Grandmaster experts had been killed in battle, and their morale collapsed instantly.

"We've lost! Run!"

I don't know who shouted first, but immediately after, this feeling of panic spread rapidly among the hundreds of thousands of troops like a plague.

The soldiers threw away their armor and weapons, scrambling to flee toward the rear, having completely lost the courage to fight again.

Seeing this, a cold murderous intent flashed in Zheng Ming's majestic Dragon eyes.

"Pass on my order! The whole army attacks! Pursue and kill the enemy! Leave none alive!"

He would never have any mercy for these enemies who dared to invade the territory of Great Xuan.

"Wait!"

Just then, the figures of Wang Ming and Chen Heng descended from the sky, blocking Zheng Ming's path.

Chen Heng looked at the fleeing soldiers and spoke slowly:

"Do not pursue a desperate enemy."

"Now that the Great Grandmasters of the Great Chu and Great Yan Dynasty have all been executed, the decline of these two Imperial Dynasties is only a matter of time without top combat power to hold the fort."

"These people are, after all, my Human Race's descendants. If we kill them all, it will only increase the casualties within our Human Race, which is meaningless."

Wang Ming also nodded in agreement.

He looked at Zheng Ming and said earnestly:

"Your vision should be set further. The enemies of the Human Race have never been just the Human Race itself."

Zheng Ming heard this and was silent for a moment.

He glanced at the sincere-looking Chen Heng, then at the deep-eyed Wang Ming, and finally nodded slowly, withdrawing the order to pursue and kill.

He knew they were right.

Just then, Chen Heng, who had been silent, suddenly showed a trace of cold murderous intent on his face.

He said in a deep voice:

"The soldiers of Great Chu and Great Yan Dynasty can be spared, but I will not spare a single one of the Nine Great Sects!"

"If not for their interference this time, why would my Great Xuan northern territory have sacrificed so many soldiers!"

"If I do not avenge this, I, Chen Heng, swear I will not be a man!"

Hearing this, Zheng Ming, who had just been very serious, suddenly raised his head and laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha!"

He walked up and patted Chen Heng on the shoulder heavily.

"Good! This is the Chen Heng I know, who is never soft-hearted toward enemies!"

Wang Ming, who was on the side, did not try to stop him after hearing this.

He knew that the actions of the Nine Great Sects this time had indeed touched the bottom line. If they were not punished, they would surely become a major problem in the future.

Just then, Ao Yuan came over with the two Great Grandmasters of the North Sea Demon Clan.

Ao Yuan looked at Wang Ming and said in a deep voice:

"Wang Ming, now that the matter here is settled, we must return to the North Sea."

Wang Ming nodded and returned the salute:

"Thank you three for your help this time. Zetian Sect and the Great Xuan Imperial Dynasty will definitely keep this debt of gratitude in mind."

Ao Yuan waved his hand without speaking, and the three turned into three streaks of light and flew toward the North Sea.

After they left, Wang Ming did not linger here either.

He nodded to Chen Heng and Zheng Ming, then took the Zetian Sect Disciples and returned to the Sect.

As for Chen Heng and Zheng Ming, after a simple rest, they immediately began to gather their armies and launched a thunderous attack on the locations of the Nine Great Sects!

On this day, the flames of war swept across Huang Prefecture, engulfing those nine ancient Sects that had possessed a Legacy for thousands of years.

In the past, they were high and mighty behemoths that no one dared to provoke.

But now, after losing all their Great Grandmaster combat power, they had absolutely no ability to resist before the fierce army led by Chen Heng and Zheng Ming.

In just one day, the nine mountain gates were broken, and countless Disciples were either killed or surrendered.

The once glorious and prosperous Nine Great Sects, which looked down upon all living things, were completely removed from the name!

The iron-fisted methods of Chen Heng and Zheng Ming made all the Cultivators in the entire Huang Prefecture feel deep fear.

After dividing up the resources accumulated by the Nine Great Sects over thousands of years, this internal strife that had swept through the entire Human Race finally came to an end.

…A few days later.

Great Xuan Imperial Dynasty, capital.

Chen Heng returned to the capital with his troops and was welcomed by the masses lining the streets.

After dealing with a series of state affairs, he rushed back to the Chen Prince's Mansion immediately.

But when he walked into the backyard, travel-worn, he saw a scene that left him somewhat dumbfounded.

He saw Chen Zhiwen lying leisurely on a rocking chair, eyes closed, basking in the sun, holding a steaming cup of fragrant tea, looking relaxed and content.

Seeing this scene, an inexplicable fire couldn't help but rise in Chen Heng's heart.

Good heavens!

He was fighting tooth and nail against those Great Grandmasters on the northern front, and he kept hoping that Chen Zhiwen would appear in time to give him a hand.

But until the war ended, he hadn't even seen a shadow of Chen Zhiwen!

As it turned out, this kid was actually hiding in the capital enjoying some leisure!

Chen Heng strode over angrily, not saying a word, and sat down heavily on the stone stool in front of Chen Zhiwen, glaring at him.

Chen Zhiwen slowly opened his eyes, and looking at his Old Ancestor's pouting appearance, a helpless smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

He sat up, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured a cup of hot tea for Chen Heng.

"Old Ancestor, calm down first, have a cup of tea."

Chen Heng snorted coldly, picked up the teacup, and drained it in one gulp.

Chen Zhiwen then slowly began to recount his encounter in the Small World deep within Qinghua Mountain, telling everything from beginning to end.

From meeting the Remnant Clan, to discovering the mysterious giant cocoon, to the battle with the blood-robed man, and finally his own Breakthrough in the face of battle, killing him...

As Chen Zhiwen recounted the story, the anger on Chen Heng's face was gradually replaced by shock and lingering fear.

When he heard that the mysterious giant cocoon was actually the culprit that caused the end of the ancient era, his pupils constricted violently!

He never expected that while he and the others were fighting bloody battles in the north, Chen Zhiwen was actually facing such a terrifying enemy all alone on another unknown battlefield!

Thinking of the consequences if Chen Zhiwen had failed, cold sweat couldn't help but break out on Chen Heng's back.

"So... that's how it was..."

Chen Heng muttered to himself, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he looked at Chen Zhiwen.