359: The Demon King is dead!

Within the deep crater, rubble exploded outward.

Gloomy Evil's figure slowly stood up. His right arm hung limply, dripping with blood, and bone fragments pierced through his flesh, making him look incredibly miserable.

However, the Death Qi surrounding him did not weaken; instead, it became denser and more violent, as if a wounded Vicious Beast had been thoroughly provoked into a feral state.

His pure black eyes were locked dead on Mu Zun, the killing intent and madness in his gaze almost solidifying into substance.

On his originally pale face, eerie dark purple patterns crawled up, making him look like a vengeful ghost that had crawled out of the Nine Serenities.

“Very good... Qin Zun...” Gloomy Evil's voice was terrifyingly hoarse, sounding like sandpaper rubbing together, “You have successfully enraged me... Let me show you my Tianyou Ancient Clan's true...”

Before he could finish his sentence.

Mu Zun's figure had already vanished from his spot.

He appeared right in front of Gloomy Evil.

Too fast!

So fast that Gloomy Evil's pure black eyes, which could perceive the fluctuations of Death Qi, could only capture a blurry afterimage!

Then, he saw Mu Zun's fist raised once again.

It was still just as unremarkable, still wrapped in faint Chaos Qi.

But this time, Gloomy Evil felt a true, great terror from that fist.

It was no longer a simple suppression of power, but an absolute dominance originating from the level of life and the Origin of the Great Dao!

It felt as if when this punch landed, it wouldn't just be his Physical Body.

Even his Divine Soul, his Bloodline, and the Law of Death he relied on for survival would be completely erased!

“Nether...” Gloomy Evil was scared out of his wits and roared madly, wanting to activate his final life-saving trump card.

However, Mu Zun's fist had already fallen.

There was no earth-shattering sound.

There was only a slight 'thud' sound, as if something was being forcibly pressed under water.

The fist lightly imprinted itself on Gloomy Evil's chest.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The ferocious expression on Gloomy Evil's face froze, the boiling Death Qi around him suddenly stagnated, and in those pure black eyes, madness and killing intent were replaced by boundless fear and confusion.

Immediately following—

Buzz... With Mu Zun's fist as the center, a clearer ripple composed of pure Chaos Qi silently spread out, sweeping across Gloomy Evil's entire body.

Then, before everyone's stunned gazes.

Gloomy Evil's body, along with the ancient black robe he wore.

The dense Death Qi around him, the eerie dark purple patterns on his face, and even the Nether Bloodline Power erupting within him... were like a pencil drawing being erased by an eraser, like snow under a blazing sun.

They began to disintegrate, shatter, and annihilate inch by inch.

Starting from the spot on his chest hit by the fist, it rapidly spread to his entire body.

There was no flesh and blood flying, no screams from a Divine Soul.

There was only a silent, complete extinction.

Within a few breaths.

Gloomy Evil, the Prodigy of the Tianyou Ancient Clan who was famously ferocious in this generation, completely vanished from the world.

Not even a speck of dust or a wisp of a remnant Soul was left behind.

It was as if he had never existed.

In his place, only that dao source immortal fruit, which had lost its wrapping of Death Qi and was once again emitting soft immortal light and a clear fragrance, remained, being casually caught by Mu Zun's other hand.

The entire field was pin-drop silent.

Only the fragrance emitted by the immortal fruit silently spoke of how real everything that just happened was, and how... inconceivable.

At the same time, deep within the ancestral land of the Tianyou Ancient Clan.

This was a Netherworld shrouded in gray-black Death Qi all year round. The sky was an eternal leaden gray, and the earth was cracked, with viscous Nether River water flowing through it.

Ancient palaces built from pale bones and pitch-black nether stones.

Like the lairs of giant beasts, they were scattered across the Netherworld, emitting a gloomy, ancient, and powerful aura.

In the core area of the Netherworld, a giant tower ten thousand feet high, built entirely of a strange crystal that was pitch-black like jade and emitted intense fluctuations of the death Law, stood majestically.

The tower's body was inscribed with countless complex and eerie runes, as if silently communicating with the Nine Serenities Netherworld.

This was the “Nether Soul Life Tower” of the Tianyou Ancient Clan. Inside the tower were enshrined the “Life Soul Tablets” of all core members, especially those Prodigies with great potential.

Life Soul Tablets were refined using a special secret method and were closely linked to the person's Divine Soul. If the person lived, the tablet remained; if the person died, the tablet shattered.

At this moment, on the third floor of the Nether Soul Life Tower, in a dark chamber specifically for displaying the Life Soul Tablets of the top contemporary Prodigies.

Crack... Snap!

A crisp and ear-piercing cracking sound suddenly rang out in this chamber, which was so silent that even Soul fluctuations seemed frozen, sounding exceptionally shocking.

An old man dressed in a gray robe with an aura as deep as an ancient well, who was responsible for guarding this hall, suddenly snapped his eyes open.

They were a pair of eyes that were also pure black, but deeper, as if they had accumulated ten thousand years of dead silence.

His cloudy gaze instantly locked onto a row of Life Soul Tablets at the very front of the chamber.

In that prominent position, a jade tablet that was entirely pitch-black, with dark gold eerie patterns inlaid on the edges and the words 'Gloomy Evil' carved on the front.

It was now covered in spiderweb-like cracks.

Then, before the old man's horrified eyes, with a “bang,” it completely exploded.

It turned into a handful of lusterless black powder and rustled down.

“Gloomy Evil's Life Soul Tablet shattered?!”

The gray-robed old man stood up abruptly, and a suffocating, terrifying Death Qi uncontrollably erupted from his withered body.

It instantly filled the entire chamber, the temperature plummeted, and even the space seemed to freeze.

On his aged face, for the first time, a look of unbelievable shock and rage appeared.

Gloomy Evil was one of the most outstanding Prodigies of the clan's current generation, possessing a pure Nether Bloodline, and was highly regarded by many Old Ancestors in the clan.

They believed he had a great possibility of mastering even more powerful death Laws in the future and becoming a pillar of the clan.

Although they knew it was dangerous to send him into the Origin Secret Realm this time, they had also equipped him with life-saving means.

Furthermore, with the reputation of the Tianyou Ancient Clan as a deterrent, logically speaking, the possibility of him falling was extremely low.

But now that the Life Soul Tablet had completely shattered, it meant that Gloomy Evil had not just suffered a physical death.

Rather, even his Divine Soul had been completely annihilated, leaving no room for any turnaround.

“Who is it?! Who dares to kill my Tianyou Ancient Clan's Young Lord?!” The gray-robed old man's voice was hoarse, containing heaven-shaking rage and killing intent.

He did not dare to delay. With a wave of his withered palm, the black powder left after the Life Soul Tablet shattered flew into his palm.

He closed his eyes to sense, attempting to capture the last remaining trace of Karma or aura from it.

After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of uncertainty and alarm crossing his pure black eyes.

“The aura... was completely erased? Even the Karma lines are blurry and unclear?”

“Could it be that some old monster made a move?”

This deduction made the old man's heart skip a beat. To be able to ignore his perception, it must be an existence of at least the same level, or even stronger, that had intervened.