378: Chapter 378 The Chaotic Era

The moment these words fell softly, the phantom of the World Tree standing tall behind him, along with the five hazy Ten Fiend Dao Fruits among its branches, trembled slightly.

A deeper, more terrifying aura, as if intending to reverse the universe and re-establish the elements of fire, water, and wind, quietly permeated from within Chu Changsheng's body and from the World Tree phantom.

As soon as this aura appeared, the Laws of Heaven and Earth in the Demon Burial Plain trembled crazily, and the clouds in the sky dissipated completely, revealing a primal, chaotic Void.

Even the Supreme pressure transmitted by the ten Void Immortals of the Yao Race retreated quietly before this aura—just like subjects meeting the Dominator of Heaven and Earth, daring not to overstep in the slightest!

Behind Chu Changsheng, the branches of the World Tree phantom trembled slightly, and the five Ten Fiend Dao Fruits rippled with layers of Chaos Dao patterns. This Supreme aura, capable of overturning the universe and re-establishing the order of the Three Realms, had just permeated the Void and had not yet condensed into substance to erupt—

"Hum — —"

Over the Demon Burial Plain, a circle of pale cyan space ripples suddenly spread across the other side of the sky.

Unlike the savage, tearing nature of the Yao Race, it was like gentle water ripples, yet hidden within was an indisputable Dao rhythm—every tremor caused the surrounding Laws of Heaven and Earth to bow slightly.

A figure stepped out slowly from the center of the ripples, clothes fluttering without disturbing a single speck of dust.

The person's back was slightly hunched, as if bent by the weight of ancient time and mountains and rivers. The hair at his temples was as white as snow, and his wrinkled face was etched with the marks of wind and frost, as if he had endured a thousand lifetimes of tribulation.

He wore a set of faded grey cloth clothes, the edges already frayed.

Only the ancient sword hanging at his waist, with its mottled scabbard, emanated a heaven-piercing Sword Qi from its spine—even without being drawn, it forced the surrounding Void to distort slightly, as if unable to contain the grandeur within the sword.

His eyes were as deep as ancient wells, hiding an unshakeable fatigue—the weight of witnessing generations of the Human Race fighting bloodily against the Yao Race and bearing the suffering of the Northern Region's vast lands.

Yet, at this moment, deep within those profound eyes, a fire that had been suppressed for hundreds of years finally broke through its cocoon—burning fiercely, illuminating the vast vicissitudes.

He was none other than the recognized number one powerhouse of the Northern Region's Human Race, the final reliance of the billions of lives at Yuyao Pass—Half-step Earth Immortal Jiang Wuya!

He had been in seclusion deep within Yuyao Pass, healing his wounds, his cultivation nearly exhausted due to old injuries sustained from a bloody battle with a Yao Race Supreme years ago.

But when the fierce auras of the three Yao Sovereigns swept across the Demon Burial Plain, especially when Chu Changsheng's vast, peerless Void Immortal aura, wrapped in the resonance of a rich Human Race Bloodline, shot straight into the clouds, he was jolted awake and left seclusion, hiding his aura in the shadows of the Void, quietly observing the changes.

From Chu Changsheng manifesting the World Tree phantom to the three Yao Sovereigns crushing their tokens to call for help, and then to the ten Void Immortal auras rising from the direction of the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, locking onto Chu Changsheng with despair-inducing pressure—he could no longer remain silent!

The moment Jiang Wuya appeared, his gaze was like two bolts of lightning, locking directly onto Chu Changsheng.

In those eyes, accustomed to life and death, an indescribable excitement and burning hope erupted, and even the aura around his body couldn't help but tremble slightly!

The World Tree foundation!

These were the five Ten Fiend Dao Fruits from the Supreme legends of the Chaos Era!

This was the Supreme foundation capable of killing Immortal Venerables and defying the heavens!

And the person who possessed all of this was so young!

Such root bones!

This was an unparalleled Prodigy the likes of which the Human Race had never seen since ancient times!

This was the brilliant dawn that would pierce through the thousand-year darkness of the Northern Region's Human Race and light the way forward!

Even if the opponents were three Half-step Void Immortal Yao Sovereigns, and even if ten Yao Race Void Immortals from the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons were watching covetously—this ray of dawn must never be extinguished here on the Demon Burial Plain!

"Little Friend!"

Jiang Wuya tapped his toes against the Void, crossing a distance of tens of thousands of feet in one step, landing steadily not far from Chu Changsheng's side.

His voice was as steady as an ancient rock, carrying a resolve to risk everything, each word striking the Void and causing the surrounding demon winds to scatter:

"Leave this place to me! Quickly take the fire of the Human Race and leave! When you reach the Peak in the future, do not forget the souls who fought to the death at Yuyao Pass today!"

He intended to sacrifice himself to cover Chu Changsheng's retreat!

Even if there was the ferocity of three Half-step Void Immortal Yao Sovereigns ahead, even if there was the distant killing intent of ten Yao Race Void Immortals, even if he was riddled with old injuries and nearing his end—he was willing to burn his last remains to fight for a sliver of hope for the only hope of the Human Race!

He had long since accepted death!

He only sought to protect this rare seed of hope, only hoping that the Human Race would still have a future!

Before his voice fell, the aura around Jiang Wuya erupted violently!

An unstoppable Sword Intent, as if capable of severing all shackles of Heaven and Earth and piercing through the eternal night, shot straight into the clouds from within his body.

This Sword Intent was pure and scorching, wrapped in the unyielding spirit and blood of the Human Race for thousands of years, splitting the pressure exerted by the ten Yao Immortals and condensing into a giant sword phantom covering the sky above the Demon Burial Plain!

His cultivation had reached the Peak of a Half-step Earth Immortal!

Surpassing the Void Immortal Realm, the strength of his aura faintly touched the barrier between the immortal and the mortal!

Yet, within this majestic aura lay unconcealable old injuries and decay, with black Qi surging faintly in his Meridians—these were old ailments left from a life-and-death battle with a Yao Race Supreme years ago, long since deep in his marrow.

But at this moment, he ignored it all, forcibly gathering his entire essence, energy, and spirit, with even his lifeblood burning crazily!

The ancient sword by his side seemed to sense its master's determination, emitting a clear sword cry like a dragon's roar. A brilliant golden sword light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire Demon Burial Plain and pointing directly at the three Yao Sovereigns opposite—even crossing billions of miles of Void to threaten the Void illusion above the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons!

He was going to draw his sword!

With his remaining Half-step Earth Immortal body, burning everything—to carve out a bloody path for the future of the Human Race!

However—

Just as his Sword Intent climbed to its Peak, and the golden light around him became extremely scorching, the moment he was about to burn his Divine Soul to launch a desperate strike—his gaze, filled with determination and hope, subconsciously swept past the bronze carriage beside Chu Changsheng, and the two figures who had stood quietly from the beginning, seemingly out of place in this earth-shattering battle.

The young girl in the goose-yellow dress, Luo Xiaojiu, was tilting her head, curiously examining the battlefield, her fingertips twirling a wisp of cloud that had drifted from nowhere—delicate and weak, like a mortal child untainted by the world.

The young man in black, Li Jiuyou, stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes sharp as cold stars, his aura as deep and cold as a dark pool—silent and stern, carrying an inherent chill that kept people away.

At first, it was just an inadvertent glance, just wanting to confirm if these two juniors were safe.

But the next moment—

Jiang Wuya's Sword Intent, which had condensed to the extreme and made even Heaven and Earth bow, suddenly faltered!

The giant sword phantom hanging in the Void trembled slightly, nearly dissipating!

His deep eyes, accustomed to life and death, having experienced thousands of battles, and long since calm as an ancient well, suddenly widened fiercely, his pupils contracting to pinpoints.

The determination and tragedy in his eyes were instantly replaced by extreme shock!

His gaze—nailed firmly onto Luo Xiaojiu!

The girl seemed delicate and naive, but with Jiang Wuya's Peak Half-step Earth Immortal cultivation, at such close range, and especially under his focused perception with his essence, energy, and spirit raised to the extreme—that layer of deliberately concealed weak barrier was vulnerable!

In one glance, he glimpsed the terrifying, heart-palpitating Origin power hidden deep within the girl's body!

It was a Supreme, masculine, and blood-surging ancient Battle Intent!

As if roaring from an ancient battlefield, capable of killing True Dragons, shattering stars with a punch, and stomping on mountains with a step!

Beneath her skin, a faint golden divine brilliance flowed quietly, and with every circulation, it drew the surrounding Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth to gather crazily.

Within her bones, it seemed that innate Dao patterns were branded, each one hiding power capable of shaking Heaven and Earth.

Deep in her Bloodline, it seemed a Vicious Beast from the ancient times was sleeping—hiding a majestic power capable of changing the color of Heaven and Earth and making ten thousand Yao crawl!

Although not fully awakened, that unique, tyrannical, and Supreme Physique fluctuation, even if only a fraction leaked out, made Jiang Wuya's Divine Soul tremble violently!

Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

This was the Supreme Physique from legend, invincible in close combat, with a Physical Body that could become sanctified, and blood and Qi that could crush mountains and rivers!

It was one of the top Supreme Physiques of the Human Race, long thought to have been completely extinguished in the grind of the river of time, existing only in sealed mythical records!

Jiang Wuya's breathing became heavy instantly, his heart pounding like a drum, as if it were about to burst through his chest!

He turned his head suddenly, his gaze like two bolts of lightning, shooting toward Li Jiuyou beside him!

The young man in black remained silent and stern, the aura around him as deep as ink.

But at this moment, under Jiang Wuya's extreme perception, that darkness was no longer simple Death Qi of the underworld—but a more pure, more noble, and more domineering "Underworld King" authority!

This was the Supreme Origin that controlled death, annihilation, and the edge of Reincarnation!

His aura fused perfectly with the surrounding shadows, as if he himself were the Dominator of darkness, the King of death—raising his hand could draw the Yellow Springs, and turning his hand could annihilate the life force of all living things!

This was the Nine Nether Underworld King Body, which also existed only in forbidden legends and was regarded as the orthodox successor of the Underworld!

One Desolate Ancient Sacred Body!

One Nine Nether Underworld King Body!

Both were the top Supreme Physiques in the world!

The emergence of either one would be enough to shake the eight desolate regions and six harmonies, be regarded as the protagonist of an era, and be enough to support half the sky of the Human Race!

And now—these two legendary Physiques had appeared here at the same time! Standing quietly beside that Void Immortal Prodigy who possessed the World Tree foundation and five Ten Fiend Dao Fruits! As if they were just accompanying juniors!

This... what kind of Luck is this! What kind of fortune!

Jiang Wuya felt his heart being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and after suffocation, it was suddenly released—joyful blood rushed to his head instantly, rushing straight to his Divine Soul!

The determination and tragedy that had not yet dissipated from his face were completely washed away by an even stronger, almost crazy excitement, and the surging emotions almost swallowed his reason!

His body trembled uncontrollably due to this extreme excitement, and even his burning essence, energy, and spirit fluctuated violently along with it!

"Hahahaha — —!!!"

A burst of earth-shaking laughter, as if suppressing the ages, breaking through the thousand-year haze, and echoing through the nine heavens, suddenly erupted from Jiang Wuya's mouth!

This laughter was hearty and unrestrained, wild and uninhibited, wrapped in indescribable surprise and burning hope—

Like rolling thunder, it resounded throughout the entire Demon Burial Plain, and even shook the killing intent of the ten Void Immortals from the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons, causing it to stagnate slightly and temporarily dilute!