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230: Chapter 225 Zheng Ming's Fury!

The deathly silence at the edge of the Desolate Province was replaced by a more profound despair.

The seven powerhouses standing at the pinnacle of the Desolate Province were now like seven silent statues, hovering over the ink-black sea, their robes motionless due to the stagnant air.

Their gazes were locked tightly onto the Void Realm rift in the sky, which had become even more hideous and massive after devouring their power.

On every face remained traces of undissipated shock and horror.

Their combined attack had not only failed to shake this apocalyptic chasm in the slightest, but had instead become fodder for its expansion.

This realization was like a ruthless heavy hammer, smashing their pride and confidence as Great Grandmasters, leaving a deep brand of powerlessness in their hearts.

The atmosphere was so oppressive it was as if water could be squeezed from it.

In the face of such absolute might that overturned everyone's common sense, any words seemed pale and powerless.

And just then, before everyone present could break free from the immense sense of frustration, an anomaly suddenly occurred again!

"Hum—!"

A low hum, sufficient to make the Soul tremble, came without warning from the depths of that pitch-black Void Realm rift.

The sound seemed to come from another dimension, piercing through the barriers of space and resounding directly in the depths of everyone's Divine Soul, bringing a bone-chilling cold.

Immediately after, a bizarre aura, a thousand times denser than before, surged out from the rift like a black flood breaking its dam!

It was not energy, nor was it matter.

It was something purer and more evil—the embodiment of death, the essence of withering!

The moment this aura appeared, it transformed into a grey waterfall spanning the sky, pouring down towards the Desolate Province continent like a galaxy from the Nine Heavens, in an unstoppable and unavoidable manner!

Its target was precisely locked onto... several prefectures in the Extreme Southern Land of the Great Yu Dynasty!

"Oh no!"

Chen Zhiwen's expression changed drastically, and an unprecedented sense of crisis instantly flooded his heart like a cold tide!

He instinctively sensed the ultimate malice towards life contained within that grey waterfall!

"What is that?!"

Wang Ming, Ao Yuan, and the others also realized something was wrong; they could feel a terrifying malice from that grey waterfall that made even them tremble with fear!

It was an aura like that of a natural predator, causing signs of instability in their Dao Heart.

"Quick! Go take a look!"

Everyone didn't even have time to communicate, yet they formed a silent understanding.

Seven figures tore through the Void Realm, turning into seven streams of light, and rushed frantically at their fastest speed towards the prefectures covered by the grey waterfall!

Their hearts sank to the bottom at this moment.

They knew that a true catastrophe had arrived.

When the seven tore open space and appeared above those prefectures, time seemed to freeze at that moment.

They hovered high in the sky, looking down.

Then, they saw a terrifying scene that would chill the heart of anyone with a heart of stone and make even Hell pale in comparison.

They saw that those few prefectures, which were originally quite prosperous, had now been completely submerged by the grey waterfall descending from the sky.

Wherever the grey Qi flow passed, all things withered.

Whether it was the peddlers and foot soldiers in the city, the hardworking farmers in the fields, the tender children learning to babble, or the young Cultivator who had just embarked on the path of cultivation...

All living beings who came into contact with that bizarre aura, regardless of their cultivation level, gender, or age, were rapidly withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their skin lost its luster and became shriveled, like dried orange peel.

Their flesh and blood dissolved rapidly, turning into fly ash.

Their flames of life were completely extinguished in just a few breaths.

Throughout the whole process, one could not even hear a scream or see a trace of struggle.

Because even their Soul, the moment they touched the grey aura, was completely decomposed and annihilated.

This was the most thorough death, an ending where one was completely erased from the level of existence.

And the purest life Origin extracted from them transformed into billions of emerald green light spots, invisible to the naked eye.

These light spots converged into streams, then condensed into a vast river of life, flowing upstream, drifting towards the sky, and finally, were greedily and completely absorbed, down to the last drop, by that pitch-black Void Realm rift.

That rift was like a ravenous evil infant, feeding on the vitality of the entire world and growing crazily.

"No!!!"

A heart-wrenching, mournful roar erupted from the mouth of Zheng Ming!

His eyes turned blood-red in an instant, his eyes nearly splitting from the strain!

Those who died, those living beings who turned to fly ash before they could even let out a wail, were all subjects of his Great Yu Dynasty!

They were the common people he had spent his whole life, expending countless efforts, swearing to protect!

As the anchor of the Great Yu Dynasty, as the guardian deity of this land, he could now only watch helplessly as his people were harvested in swathes like wheat in the fields, yet he was powerless to do anything!

This extreme pain and self-reproach were like a red-hot branding iron, deeply branded into the depths of his Soul, almost burning his sanity to ashes!

"Beasts!!!"

Zheng Ming's expression was twisted and ferocious; he raised his head and stared fixedly at the cold, deathly silent Void Realm rift in the sky, his eyes bursting with monstrous hatred and insane killing intent.

The Imperial Dragon Qi within his body went uncontrollably wild, the golden Qi flames soaring into the sky, almost burning through the firmament!

"I will fight you to the death!!!"

He roared, about to strike again regardless of everything!

"Brother Zheng! Calm down!"

A vigorous, powerful hand suddenly pressed onto Zheng Ming's shoulder.

Wang Ming flashed to his side, his expression also ugly to the extreme, but he still maintained a shred of reason.

"Do not be impulsive! Have you forgotten that our previous attack only made it stronger?!"

"Calm?!"

Zheng Ming violently shook off Wang Ming's hand and roared like a madman: "How can you expect me to be calm?! Look below! Look at those common people who died so miserably! They didn't even know what happened, and they were gone! Gone!!!"

His voice was filled with endless sorrow and despair.

Chen Heng, who was on the side, also sighed, stepped forward, and advised in a deep voice:

"Old Zheng, we all understand how you feel."

"But Sect Master Wang is right; being impulsive now will only lead to worse results."

"Do you want the common people in other prefectures of Great Yu to suffer this unprovoked disaster as well?"

Chen Heng's words were like a heavy blow to the head, striking Zheng Ming hard on the crown of his head.

His whole body trembled violently, and that soaring killing intent and madness, as if doused by a basin of ice water, instantly receded by more than half.

That's right...

Cannot strike again.

Striking again will only cause the death of more innocent subjects.

He slowly lowered his head, looking at the cities below that had turned into dead zones, looking at those faces that were once alive, now only left with fly ash...

This Old Ancestor who had guarded the Great Yu Dynasty for hundreds of years, at this moment, his once straight spine slumped powerlessly.

Two lines of scalding, turbid tears slid silently from his bloodshot eyes.

In just this short moment, the Void Realm rift in the sky, after absorbing the Qi of tens of millions of living beings from these prefectures, saw its speed of expansion explode crazily once again!

It was like a black Dragon that had broken free from its shackles, spanning the sky with an invincible posture.

Its length had already spanned more than half the sky of the Great Yu Dynasty!

At this moment, it was not just the Extreme Southern Land.

Every Cultivator within the entire Great Yu Dynasty, every living being that could lift their head, noticed this terrifying anomaly in the sky.

Endless panic, like a plague, grew crazily in the hearts of billions of living beings.

The shadow of the apocalypse, as never before, loomed over everyone's heart.

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