738: Chapter 738 The Way of Ashes: No Life

During the melee, Emperor Yan suddenly paused for a fraction of a second.

He flicked his finger—a wisp of Innate True Fire from his chest surged through his Meridians to his fingertips, gently flicked out, plunging into the world and disappearing.

"Dao Burning, No Life."

The moment the four words fell, there was no sound, no vibration, only an emptied silence. A formless power swept across the battlefield, washing over everyone in the Immortal Sect like a tide.

That wisp of Innate True Fire spread along the veins of the Dao, looking like a piece of willow catkin, yet a single spark burned straight through the entire starry sky.

Everyone was on that Dao, connected, ignited, and burned. Their physical bodies, Primordial Spirits, and Dao sources were swallowed by the sea of fire at the exact same moment.

There was nowhere to escape, and no way to block it.

Everything in the entire heaven and earth was burned to ashes at the same time—Spiritual Qi, Laws, Dao rhymes, traces of Karma, everything that existed and did not exist, wiped completely clean as if they had never been.

Only the people of Tiangong were safe and sound.

The fire seemed to have eyes, walking around them and specifically targeting the people of the Immortal Sect.

Mahayana Early Stage Cultivators dissipated simultaneously in an instant—their Dao foundations shattered, their forms disintegrated, and they didn't even have time to let out a scream.

Mahayana Middle Stage Cultivators barely managed to endure this blow, but after their forms dissipated, they recondensed in the distance, most of them left with only twenty to thirty percent of their aura and pale complexions.

It was a Great Dao Divine Ability that could neither be blocked nor evaded.

In the midst of the melee, it was also impossible to stop Emperor Yan from making a move.

Dao Burning, No Life was the Great Dao Divine Ability derived from his Physique—using his own Dao source as firewood to burn all things to ashes.

He possessed the Immortal Spiritual Root and the scorching sun immortal Physique.

If it was merely cast conventionally, there would be no consumption at all, but the power was limited.

If driven by consuming his Dao source, the power was Heaven-Defying.

Just like when the Tiangong Divine Beast used spatial-temporal Nirvana last time, the power exchanged at the cost of the Dao source was on a completely different level.

After this move, although Emperor Yan's aura dropped by ten percent, it was exchanged for the fall of the majority of barns and the Immortal Sect's Mahayana Cultivators.

Qin Yu's body surged violently with Chaos Power for a moment, and she took half a step back, her face slightly pale and her aura dropping by ten percent.

Qin Han let out a muffled grunt, slapped the Void Realm with his claws, and several cracks rose on his body as his aura dropped by twenty percent.

Murong Changge spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura plummeting by fifty percent.

Yan Ruyu, who originally had less than fifty percent of her Dao source left, was swept by this formless power—starting from her fingertips, she turned into flying ashes inch by inch, leaving not even ashes behind.

Han Feiyu had it equally rough, his aura already less than ten percent.

Furthermore, the four of them—Chu Chu, Meaty, Song Yang, and Song Yu—were already injured beforehand, and at this moment they were even weaker with their breaths hanging by a thread, their complexions as pale as paper. The combined aura of the four of them did not even reach thirty percent.

You saw the bodies of Cheng Rongrong and Xue Miaoyun in the distance beginning to collapse inward from their contours.

Cheng Rongrong glanced at you with a smile on her face.

You met her gaze and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I couldn't protect you well."

She smiled and shook her head, her figure scattering in the Void Realm like paper ash.

Nothing was left.

Not even a trace of qi remained.

Your eye sockets turned red, anger surged into your heart, yet your chest felt hollow.

You raised your hand wanting to swing your sword, but you didn't swing it out.

You felt your whole body become light, floating—because your Primordial Spirit, Physical Body, and Dao body had long been burned to ashes by Dao Burning, No Life.

Qin Han seemed to perceive something.

He abruptly turned his head, looking at you as you were dissipating, tears falling uncontrollably.

You smiled at him, your voice very soft: "Live well."

Qin Yu did not turn her head.

Her lips trembled slightly, and her voice was very, very low:

"Brother... you are the hero in my heart."

Her eye sockets filled with tears, but she didn't let them fall. Then she clenched her teeth hard, her lips trembling, and roared up to the sky:

"Ah—!"

With an angry roar, even her Chaos heart was glowing.

Immediately following, her entire person merged into the Dao, her body dissipating between heaven and earth, leaving only that single speck of grayish-white light lighting up in the starry sky, then violently bursting open.

The vast Chaos Power, centered on the position where she had just been, instantly spread out, enveloping the entire starry sky.

Heaven and earth stagnated at this moment.

Time stopped, space stopped, even the flow of the Dao itself was held down, and everything held its breath.

All colors, light, and Law ripples were diluted in front of that speck of light, slowly fading away.

Then that speck of light burst open silently—like someone poking a balloon filled with water, the qi inside surged out, annihilating everything.

Those people from Tiangong didn't even have time to look up.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!

One after another, muffled sound after muffled sound, they exploded into balls of blood mist, only to be swallowed by the Chaos Power, leaving not even fragments behind.

Those blood mists were annihilated by the Chaos Power the moment they drifted up, completely clean.

Emperor Yan hovered in the starry sky, watching the Chaos Power spread across the entire starry sky.

He did not hide, nor could he hide.

The grayish-white tide of light washed over his body, and his skin began to crack the instant it made contact with the Chaos Power. The cracks started from his arm, extending all the way to his neck, and then to his cheeks.

He lowered his head to look at his hand, then clenched it tightly.

The cracks deepened by a few fractions the moment he clenched his fist, but they did not split open. His form remained complete, but his aura dropped from sixty percent to forty percent.

He felt this Chaos Power—a power containing time, space, Karma, annihilation, destruction, return to nothingness... the source of myriad Laws.

In addition, Destiny, who only had twenty percent of his aura left, also did not hide or block.

He even revealed an extremely faint smile, then closed his eyes, tilting his head back as he allowed that Chaos Power to wash over him—his figure dissolving inch by inch starting from his fingertips, turning into nothingness.

This time, he was unable to resurrect again.

The Tiangong Divine Beast was likewise annihilated by this Chaos Power. After its form exploded and recondensed, its aura dropped to thirty percent.

It panted heavily, its limbs trembling slightly as if they could no longer support it.

Venerable Yong Ye wasn't doing much better either.

He had previously been shattered once by a slap from Qin Han, and now his aura had also dropped to thirty percent, his complexion ashen, his fists tightening involuntarily.

The grand melee of more than forty people now only had a little over a dozen people left.

About a dozen people fell in the melee just now, Emperor Yan's Dao Burning, No Life cleared out about a dozen people from the Immortal Sect, and Qin Yu's Chaos Power wiped out about a dozen people from Tiangong.

Everyone's Dao sources were less than fifty percent—except for Qin Yu, who still had eighty percent left. Just now, this Chaos Body's Innate Great Dao Divine Ability also consumed ten percent.

Both surviving sides paused for a fraction of a second.

Neither side spoke anymore.

There was nothing left to say.

Everyone knew that this battle would not stop until one side was completely wiped out.

But you could no longer see what followed.

Your very last shred of consciousness scattered in the Void Realm, light and fluttering, leaving no trace.

You died.