523: Endless Regret

As the war broke out at Hanyun Pass, several remaining passes in the Immortal Realm were almost simultaneously attacked by the Abandon Heaven Cult.

Each location had a strong expert who had reached the Great Luo Realm sitting in command.

The Abandon Heaven Cult—this evil cult lurking in the shadows of both the Immortal and Devil Realms—had, at some unknown time, quietly raised a banner of rebellion against the Heavenly Court's rule.

Fei Hai, the general defending Hanyun Pass, was the Grand Commander of the White Scale Heavenly Army under the Silver Scale Emperor, with his cultivation reaching the Great Luo Realm Middle Stage.

However, what he faced at this moment was the Black Flame Demon King and the Yinglong under his command. Both were in the Great Luo Realm; the Black Flame Demon King was in the Middle Stage like him, and although the Yinglong was only in the Early Stage, it was enough to influence the battle.

Without the Yinglong's support, Fei Hai could have fought the Black Flame Demon King to a draw.

However, the addition of the demon Immortal Yinglong destined him to only retreat.

Violent vines tore through the Devilish Qi, and countless Abandon Heaven Cult followers were reduced to ashes under the vines' strangulation.

However, the true target of the vines—the Yinglong—evaded with nimble movements, dodging all of the attacks from the metal-eating giant vines.

Dragon Flame continuously spewed, and thick giant vines broke and fell in the fierce flames.

The Black Flame Demon King seized the opportunity to soar into the sky, raising his hands to the heavens, and vast Devilish Qi converged into a thousand-zhang black sun that obscured the sky.

The surging Dao fluctuations contained within it made Fei Hai's face turn ashen.

He primarily cultivated the Wood Dao, and activating the metal-eating vines was already extremely draining on his Immortal Qi. Furthermore, he was limited by having to sow the vine seeds into the ground to activate them, making attacks on high-altitude targets truly beyond his power.

The Black Flame Demon King had precisely seen this point, deliberately ascending ten thousand zhang into the sky to unleash this supreme Divine Ability capable of annihilating the city's barrier/boundary.

Countless Immortals looked up, gazing at the black sun faintly visible in the dark clouds, their hearts filled with fear that grew like wild grass.

Some began to flee desperately—if they still had the strength to fight, they might have held on, but now, once the barrier/boundary was shattered, only death awaited them.

"Hanyun Pass defenders, listen to my command, follow me..." Fei Hai swallowed with difficulty, about to order the abandonment of the city.

"Stop!"

A sharp shout rang out, and the space outside the barrier/boundary was torn open by a pair of scarred arms.

A figure clad in a black robe and a silver mask suddenly appeared.

He interrupted Fei Hai, his gaze fixed on the black sun in the sky, and his voice was indifferent: "Leave the Yinglong to you; I'll handle the one above."

Before his words finished, the black-robed man had vanished without a trace.

Fei Hai saw hope rekindle in the newcomer's eyes, and his Immortal power infused voice echoed throughout the city: "Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret) is here! All troops, listen to my command, launch a full counterattack!"

The morale on the pass immediately soared, and the frequency of Immortal arts bombardment suddenly accelerated. The Abandon Heaven Cult's Devilish Qi was forced to retreat steadily, unable to approach the barrier/boundary by even an inch.

Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret)—this person was a rising star of slaughter in the past century.

He appeared and disappeared like a ghost in the areas occupied by the Abandon Heaven Cult, sometimes delving deep behind enemy lines to slaughter, and at other times appearing on the front lines.

To date, over three hundred Taiyi Realm Abandon Heaven Cult members had died by his hand, and even three Great Luo Realm experts had fallen.

The name God of Slaughter spread like wildfire.

High in the sky, the Black Flame Demon King noticed the change below. Before he could react, a black shadow had broken through the Void Realm and arrived.

A dark golden giant spear condensed out of thin air, stabbing out in an instant!

At this moment, the Black Flame Demon King was fully maintaining the black sun, but the Yinglong, who should have been his Protector, was tightly entangled by Fei Hai.

If he were to take this blow head-on, he would be severely wounded even if he didn't die. In desperation, he could only hurl the not-yet fully formed black sun at the giant spear.

"Chh—"

The spear and sun collided, first with a soft sound, and then—

"Boom!!"

The black sun exploded with a roar, and black flames rained down like falling meteors. Even the Black Flame Demon King himself was sent flying by the explosion's shockwave.

He tumbled dozens of times in the air before stabilizing his form. His Divine Sense swept around, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

Almost instinctively, he clenched his right hand, and a ten-foot Devil blade appeared in response to his thought. Black flames swirled around the blade, which he swiftly slashed upwards!

"Clang!"

A giant blade several tens of meters long happened to strike down at that moment, which he barely managed to parry. The Devil blade vibrated, and the giant blade's phantom image dissipated in response.

"Soul Power condensed into form? Interesting." The Black Flame Demon King's purple hair fluttered, and he spoke with disdain, "You are Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret)? A cowardly wretch who hides his head and tail, reveal yourself to this King!"

The blade spun back, and nine black flame crescent blades shot out with a whistle. A faint light flickered somewhere in the Void Realm, and the crescent blades were all annihilated as the black-robed, slender figure slowly emerged.

The Black Flame Demon King pointed his long blade straight: "They say you're troublesome; today, I'll cut you down right here!"

Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret) remained silent, his figure once again becoming ethereal.

"Hmph!" The Devil blade slashed angrily, and countless black flame crescent blades bloomed like lotuses, forcing Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret)'s figure out again.

This time, the hem of his black robe was severed by a flame blade, and bone-deep black flames spread along the torn fabric, only to be instantly extinguished by a Divine Thought.

"Perception-type Divine Ability?" Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret) spoke in a hoarse voice.

As he spoke, the Black Flame Demon King felt countless emotions surge in his chest, and images of his deceased acquaintances from the past flashed before his eyes.

Without hesitation, he instantly flickered a hundred zhang and slashed his Devil blade straight at his opponent's face!

Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret) crossed his dark golden short swords to parry, his figure turning into lightning, and a hundred arcs of blood-red light crisscrossed as he slashed out.

The Black Flame Demon King swept his blade, and black flames transformed into a giant python that devoured the arcs of light, sparks flying like rain.

"Hatred gnaws at the bone." Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret)'s eyes beneath his mask were blood-red, and overwhelming hatred spread like a tide.

The Black Flame Demon King's mind was violently shaken; his life's regrets flashed before his eyes, and his blade's momentum involuntarily paused.

"Die!" His body and sword became one, the short sword striking like a venomous snake's tongue, piercing straight for the heart!

The Black Flame Demon King hastily defended. The moment his blade parried the sword tip, another short sword strangely thrust in from under his ribs!

"Pfft—"

Blood splattered.

The Black Flame Demon King roared and retreated. Black flames surged around his waist, attempting to heal the wound, but he found that hatred clung to his bones like maggots, constantly eroding his Divine Soul, causing the wound to lose all sensation.

"Slaughter Dao Domain, open!" Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret)'s voice was as cold as ice, and a blood-red world suddenly unfolded.

Countless vengeful spirits rushed out from the Void Realm, howling as they surged towards his opponent.

The Black Flame Demon King wildly slashed his blade, but he couldn't cut them all down.

"How could this King be defeated here!" His eyes turned completely red, and he forcibly boosted his cultivation by burning his Origin.

Black flames transformed into sky-covering wings, each feather imbued with destructive Qi.

The black wings gathered, instantly dissolving countless vengeful spirits.

Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret) advanced instead of retreating, his twin swords crossed before his chest: "With hatred as the guide, slaughter the heavens and destroy the earth!"

Blood-red light enveloped him, and he transformed into a giant blood-red sword, stabbing towards the black flame wings.

Blood-red and black flames violently collided, tearing cracks in the firmament.

As the light dissipated, Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret) stood proudly in the Void Realm, cracks appearing on his mask, blood spilling from the corner of his lips, yet his gaze was as sharp as ever.

The Black Flame Demon King stared blankly downwards, looking at the blood-hole in his heart that was continuously expanding.

"Dao of Hatred, Dao of Slaughter..." He murmured as his body turned to dust and dissipated.

"The fourth!" Chang Hen Wujue (Endless Regret)'s tone was indifferent. He watched the Black Flame Demon King, whose Divine Soul he had extinguished, vanish with the wind, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned to look at the Devilish Qi below, a more intense killing intent erupting in his eyes.

Below, the Yinglong was already entangled by several incomparably thick giant vines.

Although it continuously breathed fire, it ultimately could not withstand the ever-increasing number of giant vines.

After letting out a mournful cry, it was dragged down to the ground by countless giant vines.

Almost simultaneously, red clouds rolled across the sky, and a stream of light, enveloped in a bloody glow, plunged into the Devilish Qi.