603: The Holy Emperor has fallen; please, Lord Scarface, succeed him!

Bright Light Holy Realm.

The heavens and earth wept, all phenomena changed, and the long sky bled.

An inexplicable realization emerged in the hearts of every living being within the Bright Light Holy Realm.

"The heavens bleed, the Dao wails, the Holy Emperor has fallen..."

At the peak of a wild, deep mountain, Great Sage Li Yuan, observing the changes in the Great Dao between heaven and earth, muttered to himself, his expression filled with melancholy.

Overthrowing the Holy Emperor's rule was originally their goal, pursued for countless years.

But they never expected it to come so suddenly.

At this moment.

In the center of the Bright Light Holy Realm, on Sacred Emperor Palace Peak, a purple-black divine lightning spear, tens of thousands of feet long, pierced from the peak into the earth.

At the peak.

An old man in white robes, his face filled with horror and not a trace of Aura on his body, sat with wide eyes.

Whoosh~

A breeze blew past.

The white-robed old man's body fell backward, landing on the black altar that had been pierced by the purple-black divine lightning spear.

"The soul sacrifice altar of the soul sacrifice dao/path..."

This scene fully entered Mo Xuan's eyes; he didn't care about the deceased Holy Emperor, who couldn't even withstand one of his spears. Mo Xuan's gaze fell upon the black, sinister altar beneath him.

The shape of this altar and the Dao patterns inscribed upon it were almost identical to the soul sacrifice altar he had destroyed, which he had obtained from the Lower Realm's Dark Star Great World.

"Who!"

"Ruined my plans!"

At this moment.

Beneath the Bright Light Holy Emperor's corpse, on the black, sinister altar, a shadowy, ethereal figure silently rose, its voice like a great bell, its Aura astonishing.

The shadowy, ethereal figure looked up into the distance, seemingly already seeing the Black Giant Serpent hovering in the endless sky.

"It's you again..."

The shadowy, ethereal figure's heart sank.

But before he could do anything else.

Boom!

The purple-black divine spear, which had pierced from the altar's top to the ground, shook violently.

Boom!

Countless purple-black lightning bolts erupted, turning the Sacred Emperor Palace Peak into a sea of lightning.

Bang!

The dark, sinister altar exploded with a roar.

It shattered into countless fragments, scattering down the Sacred Emperor Palace Peak.

"Junior... how dare you... when I..."

The shadowy, ethereal figure that had condensed changed its expression slightly.

With the altar shattered, this ethereal figure likewise could not maintain its form.

After leaving a harsh threat, the ethereal figure shattered and vanished from the Sacred Emperor Palace Peak.

"A Dao Lord of the soul sacrifice dao/path, huh..."

In the distance, beneath the azure blazing sun at the spacetime rift, Mo Xuan paid no mind; it was merely a Dao Integration Realm Cultivator, not worth his attention.

"But... what is the purpose of this soul sacrifice dao/path..."

Mo Xuan withdrew his divine light, pondering slightly... *Buzz*~

Between heaven and earth, a rain of blood fell from the sky.

It landed on the ground of the space where the spacetime gate was located.

Along with the blood rain descending from the sky, there were also powerful figures who had once dominated the Holy Realm.

However, at this moment, these Void Refining Great Powers successively lost their Aura, their bodies incomplete, crashing onto the ground.

Below.

In a damaged high mountain.

Several Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators trembled as they looked up into the sky.

"Dead, all dead..."

Someone kept muttering to himself.

"The Holy Emperor has fallen, but the Holy Realm cannot be without a master for a single day..."

"Scarface, please take the throne!"

Scarface, who was feigning death, revealed a flaw due to the wailing of the Great Dao and the bleeding of heaven and earth, which was noticed by the Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators who had been blasted there.

Just as one person was still at a loss.

A Nascent Soul Cultivator, dressed in the attire of the Sacred Emperor Palace, came before Scarface, his eyes filled with fanaticism, and bowed to Scarface, who was stuck in the mountain feigning death.

In just this short time, the high-level Cultivators from the various powerful forces gathered here had all died.

Holy King Hongguang (Vast Light) had also fallen under the attacks of those three immensely huge figures.

Looking around.

Now, only Scarface had the highest cultivation.

"Please, Scarface, take the throne!"

"..."

One by one, the fanatical Cultivators loyal to the Sacred Emperor Palace gathered towards the place where Scarface was trapped.

They shouted continuously.

As these voices called out, Scarface's heart suddenly shook.

A sense of panic filled every inch of his Meridians.

"No, no, no..."

This is going to kill me... Scarface could no longer pretend. With a movement of his body, he was about to flee outside the battlefield. Just then, several gazes suddenly cast down from high in the sky.

"Oh?"

"There's even an heir?"

The voice was calm, yet it carried the might of a Void Refining Great Power.

"No, it's not..."

Scarface's body suddenly stiffened, and he quickly tried to argue.

But before the words could leave his mouth, a ray of Primordial Spirit light fell from high in the sky.

It landed on the Scarface Cultivator amidst the ruins of the high mountain.

Scarface Venerable, a Soul Transformation Middle Stage Cultivator, died. Before his death, only a surge of resentment remained in his heart, a hatred for the several Sacred Emperor Palace Nascent Soul Cultivators who perished with him.

"Dao Lord, everything has been cleaned up."

Above the vast sky.

White Dragon Old Ancestor, Raging Waves Old Ancestor, Shadow Old Ancestor, and several Outer Sea Void Refining Ancestors, all in human form, came together before the Black Giant Serpent, tens of thousands of feet long, that was coiled in the sky, and bowed respectfully.

Hearing this.

Mo Xuan's gaze retracted from the endless Void Realm, and he nodded at the figures before him.

"Wait here."

A deep, majestic voice was heard.

The Void Refining powerhouses bowed and then retreated.

Buzz!

Above the long sky, the mountain sea pearl rotated, emitting a brilliant azure light, and together with the huge black serpent, it disappeared into the Void Realm.

Above the Sacred Emperor Palace Peak, in the center of the Bright Light Holy Realm.

A huge Black Giant Serpent, tens of thousands of feet long, slithered out from the Void Realm.

With a thought, the Dao essence spread out, radiating from the Sacred Emperor Palace Peak towards the world's edge.

"The Great Dao of heaven and earth has been polluted..."

After a while.

Mo Xuan withdrew his mind, muttering softly.

"This must be the doing of this soul sacrifice altar..."

Mo Xuan glanced at the soul sacrifice altar below, which had turned into ruins.

"Heavenly Venerables have the ability to brand all heavens. Could it be that someone in this soul sacrifice dao/path is attempting to Breakthroughto Heavenly Venerable?"

"If so, the enmity of obstructing the Dao, this grudge is truly not small..."

"However, it just depends on whether you have the capability..."

Mo Xuan speculated in his mind.

He was somewhat helpless.

This wasn't him looking for trouble.

It was just a coincidence that this soul sacrifice altar had fallen into his hands twice in a row.

Its destruction by him was purely accidental.

"Oh?"

Just then, an Aura came from the distant western lands, permeating between heaven and earth, and entering Mo Xuan's Divine Sense perception.

"Void Refining Early Stage..."

Mo Xuan's eyes shifted, looking towards the western lands.

The endless spacetime shrunk inch by inch.

Continuous mountain ranges appeared before his eyes.

His vision zoomed in, passing over the vast mountain ranges.

Mo Xuan's gaze fell upon an unremarkable, not very tall mountain peak.

At the peak of the mountain.

A Middle-aged Cultivator, ordinary in appearance, dressed in a light blue robe, and extremely nervous, was releasing his Aura, his mind tense, his eyes fixed on the front.

"Are you looking for me?"

A voice seemed to come from beyond the Nine Heavens.

The ordinary Middle-aged Cultivator's expression shook, and faint beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.