74: Chapter 74 Corpse Army Trampling Stars - Coffin Locking the Netherworld

Beneath the firmament of the Extreme West Blood Sea.

"Head to the Endless Starry Sky!"

Yin—

A dragon's roar that shook the heavens and earth tore through the silence. The Heavenly Dragon coiled its massive body and charged straight into the clouds, breaking into the depths of the void.

One hundred thousand members of the Undead Race roared in unison, their sound waves sweeping through the nine heavens and ten earths, the four seas and eight wastes. The intensely thick baleful aura made space itself tremble and shudder.

...

Above the Primordial Continent lay the domain of the boundless starry sky. It was as magnificent as a dream, yet also deep, cold, and unfathomable.

In this brilliant yet desolate starry sky, a grand procession sped through. At the head was a pitch-black giant dragon ten million zhang long. Its dark scales glinted with a grim cold light under the faint starlight, and wherever it passed, ripples spread through the layers of the void.

Following closely behind were nine giant bronze coffins!

The giant coffins were ancient and unadorned, their surfaces carved with blurred ancient patterns. Mottled by time, they exuded an aura of vicissitude; their entire bodies were wreathed in crimson blood-light, and shrill wails could be heard faintly from within, as if living beings were trapped inside, never to be released for all eternity.

Nine thick chains were wrapped around the head of each coffin. The iron chains were black and heavy, glinting with spots of eerie dark light, their coldness piercing.

The other end of the chains was tied to the skulls of Primeval Black Dragons that emitted the breath of death, which dragged them forward. The scene was desolate and bizarre, making one's skin crawl.

Behind the nine coffins, countless Primeval Great Beasts marched in formation—

Dragons, Qilins, Phoenixes, Turtles... all sorts of Primordial exotic species flew side by side. Though they differed in form, their auras were identical:

Death qi permeated the air and resentment surged to the heavens, making the entire starry sky tremble. The originally dreamlike starlight was also eroded, becoming dark and distorted, as if falling into hell.

The Undead Clan advanced at extreme speed. In just a hundred years, they had arrived at the Shenfeng Star Domain at the edge of the Endless Starry Sky.

At this moment, the Shenfeng Star Domain had become a purgatory.

Within the starry sky, the corpses of the Shenfeng Star Tree Clan were scattered everywhere. Broken branches and severed bodies floated in the void, a shocking sight to behold, with the sound of wailing never ceasing.

The Pangu Clan descended like executioners, slaughtering ruthlessly. Whether the opponents knelt and begged for mercy or the entire clan surrendered, none could escape the blade.

It was only when only ten thousand of the Shenfeng Star Tree Clan remained that Di Jiang finally ordered them to sheath their blades.

Unlike the completely cold Undead Race, the Pangu Clan still possessed a trace of obsession and did not go as far as total extermination.

Di Jiang looked at these last ten thousand survivors, seeing the fear and despair on their faces, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly. He had not wiped out the clan out of mercy, but for long-term planning.

The Pangu Clan craved to eat Primordial beings. If they were all slaughtered, what would they eat in the future?

It was better to keep a small number and raise them like livestock, waiting for them to multiply and grow plump before slaughtering them.

Just like raising pigs for fat, they would be taken in batches.

The Undead Race pursued total destruction, the extinction of all life; while the Pangu Clan practiced enslaved rule—

Those who complied would have their lives temporarily spared; those who resisted would be executed without mercy.

Though the end result was death for both, the former still left a sliver of hope, while the latter led to eternal damnation.

At this moment, a fanatical fighting intent ignited in the eyes of all Pangu Clan members. Massacring the Shenfeng Star Tree Clan was merely an appetizer, yet it had already stirred their deeply buried bloodthirsty instincts.

Tongtian was no exception. He was originally the most arrogant and bellicose of the Three Pure Ones, and since his Primordial Spirit merged with the Pangu Providence, his temperament had changed drastically.

Except for a lingering trace of his Primordial Spirit mark, his disposition was no different from an ordinary Pangu Clan member, honoring only battle and delighting only in blood.

It should be noted that the Shenfeng Star Tree Clan was also one of the ancient starry sky clans. In the past, their population exceeded a hundred billion, but now they had been slaughtered until only ten thousand remained. Mountains of corpses and seas of blood layered upon each other in the starry sky, stretching beyond the horizon.

The hearts of the surviving ten thousand clan members were filled with fear, despair, and horror. In their eyes, the Pangu Clan were no longer living beings, but butchers in human skin!

"Next target—the Qinghe Star Domain!" Di Jiang held a blood-stained butcher's knife, pointing far toward a distant star domain, his voice cold as frost.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

When that pitch-black dragon appeared, only Tongtian was full of shock, while Di Jiang and the others showed smiles, their expressions excited.

Previously, everyone had stayed in the Samsara Realm for a period of time and was already familiar with the aura of the Undead Clan. Tongtian, however, had not experienced that past, and seeing this black dragon burst out of the void, his face instantly turned as pale as paper.

The giant dragon leapt out from the depths of a nebula, roaring to the heavens, its voice shaking the universe. Following closely behind, nine Primeval giant dragons drove together, dragging a giant bronze coffin out of the mists of the star sea.

Next, nine giant coffins emerged one after another, with eighty-one Primeval giant dragons perched in the void, their momentum overwhelming.

And this was just the beginning. As one Primeval fierce beast after another descended, the entire Shenfeng Star Domain trembled violently, and space emitted a piercing tearing sound, as if it were about to collapse. Countless ancient stars exploded under the pressure, light rain splashing everywhere, as if they could not bear the majestic aura of these ancient existences.

The surviving ten thousand Shenfeng Star Tree Clan members witnessed this scene, their mouths agape and eyes wide, their faces full of disbelief.

True Dragons, Deer Qilins, Phoenixes... those legendary creatures that had long since vanished in the Primeval era had all reappeared in the starry sky!

In an instant, the Heavenly Dragon led one hundred thousand Undead warriors to descend upon the battlefield of the Shenfeng Star Domain. His body flickered, transforming into a young man dressed in black with a cold face, who cupped his hands in greeting to Di Jiang and the others.

"Brothers of the Pangu Clan, do not be nervous. I am Marquis Tianlong, and I have come to the Endless Starry Sky by the order of the Ancestor to collect the corpses. You need only focus on the conquest and slaughter; our clan will handle the matters behind you."

"Brothers of the Pangu Clan, do not be nervous. I am Marquis Tianlong, and I have come to the Endless Starry Sky by the order of the Ancestor to collect the corpses. You need only focus on the conquest and slaughter; our clan will handle the matters behind you."

His black clothes fluttered, and with a lofty expression, Tianlong cupped his hands again, his tone steady.

Except for Tongtian, who still stood dazed on the spot, Di Jiang and the other Ancestral Witches all cupped their hands in response: "Greetings, Marquis Tianlong!"

Back in the Samsara Realm, the Twelve Ancestral Witches had already become acquainted and friendly with the experts of the Undead Clan. Moreover, in terms of bloodline origins, the Undead Clan was actually a branch of the Pangu line—the Pangu Bloodline also flowed within them, and though it was thinner, it could not be denied.

Seeing Tongtian's dazed expression, Di Jiang patted his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Tongtian, do not be alarmed. This is the Undead Clan, created by the Clan Leader during the ancient times. They share the Pangu Bloodline and are a brother clan to our Pangu Clan."

Hearing this, Tongtian's gaze swept over Tianlong and the Undead warriors behind him, and his heart jolted. He was now a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, yet he felt a fatal sense of oppression from Tianlong!

Not just Tianlong, but those eighty-one Primeval black dragons also made him feel a suffocating pressure.

Clearly, these people—no, these existences—had cultivation levels far above his own.

As for the rest of the Undead warriors, Tongtian could still perceive their realms, and it was precisely because of this that he felt even more horrified.

Because among these one hundred thousand Undead, every single one was a Daluo Golden Immortal, and nearly half had reached the Great Perfection of the Daluo Golden Immortal realm!

Tongtian took a deep breath, quickly composed himself, and bowed solemnly: "Tongtian greets Marquis Tianlong!"

Tianlong's cold face softened slightly, and with a faint smile, he said: "Both our clans are loyal to Ancestor Jiang Chen; there is no need for such formalities."

"That is all. Let my clan first clear the souls and corpses here, and then we shall head into the depths of the starry sky with you all."