102: The upheaval in Kitahara, the sealing of the evil dragon.

Northern Plains.

Totem Sacred Mountain.

The Barbarian Sacred Palace was built on the mountainside.

On the day the blood-red rainbow tore through the sky, countless fragments of the Yun Kingdom collapsed from the Nine Heavens.

A meteor shower dyed the sky orange-red, as if a world-ending catastrophe had descended.

On this day, the barbarians of the Northern Plains suffered heavy casualties.

Over the vast plains, it was as if a drought demon had arrived, leaving a thousand li of scorched earth.

The barbarian garrison at the Heavenly Abyss suffered heavy losses as a result.

Thousands of demons ran rampant, turning the Northern Plains into a living hell.

Not only that, but the Totem Sacred Mountain, which the barbarians regarded as their faith, was also struck by the largest fragment of the Yun Kingdom, blasting open a terrifying abyss filled with sinister Devilish Qi.

The former site of the Great Yuan was completely annihilated.

"Barbarian Emperor, Your Majesty!"

At the edge of the abyss, in the ruins flowing with blood and magma, a few highly cultivated barbarians escaped the disaster, staggering into the air to find their leader.

"The Sacred Mountain is destroyed, where shall our tribe go now?"

"The great upheaval in the Heavenly Abyss has also disturbed countless demon spirits and ghosts, and the Northern Plains will no longer be suitable for our tribe to live..."

"Where is the Barbarian Emperor, Your Majesty?"

The barbarians lingered above the abyss, their wounds rapidly healing upon contact with the dark purple Devilish Qi, but their divine fetuses began to undergo strange changes.

Some barbarians grew a second head, while others developed blood cracks on their backs, from which huge black wings sprouted.

Still other barbarians' dormant totem spirits let out shrill wails, their totems mutating and transforming into symbiotic demon spirits.

Devilish Qi erupted from the Sacred Mountain abyss, even denser than that of the Heavenly Abyss, radiating across most of the Northern Plains.

Countless barbarians who were struggling on the brink of death in the disaster were reborn after actively absorbing the Devilish Qi.

It seemed even their race had changed, from their original golden hair, blue eyes, and varied pupils, they uniformly became purple-eyed, and their Physical Body strength surged.

"This is... the power to ascend to godhood!"

Within the Sacred Mountain abyss, the current Barbarian Emperor, his face covered in purple demonic patterns, slowly emerged.

"Everyone, enjoy it!"

He raised his arm, and behind him, the abyssal Devilish Qi surged like a reversed waterfall, mighty and imposing.

"The Great Yuan is gone, the Imperial Court must be established!"

"The entire Four Seas and Five Regions should submit to this Emperor."

"Huyan Biao, listen to my command! Take the barbarian god mask and sweep away those Wu Dynasty border troops who dare to sleep by this Emperor's bedside!"

The Barbarian Emperor's gaze swept over, landing on a white-haired barbarian as stout as a black bear.

"Your Majesty, my strength has greatly increased now; I don't need to rely on the Sacred Mountain's treasure to kill those rabble in the Northern Lands."

Huyan Biao replied in a deep voice.

"Go."

After the Barbarian Emperor waved him away, he slightly turned his head and said to the person behind him, "North King City is not simple. Great Priest, you take the barbarian god mask and go there once; you must completely eradicate this nail the Wu Dynasty has driven into the Northern Plains."

From the shadows behind him, the Barbarian Great Priest appeared, bowing to receive the order... North King City.

Within the city, there were no common people.

On the city wall, there were no defenders, only two figures stood.

"Marshal is indeed a brilliant strategist. Originally, this King was worried that withdrawing all troops and ordering the people of the Northern Lands to retreat to the Central Plains would only hand over land to the barbarians. Now it seems, that was unnecessary."

Xu Tianlang admired the meteor shower falling on the Northern Plains after the collapse of the Yun Kingdom, and smiled, "After this disaster subsides, how much strength will the barbarians still have?"

"No."

Yuan Tiangang shook his head, his gaze profound, "The change in the Northern Lands is not limited to this."

He flipped his hand, and golden Qi flames swirled, drawing in a mass of Devilish Qi scattered from the Northern Plains.

"This thing might cause the Northern Plains barbarians to turn from decline to prosperity, becoming a great enemy of the Wu Dynasty. If the Yun Kingdom can be more stable recently, this subject will suggest to Your Majesty to first send troops to attack the Northern Plains."

"Oh?" Xu Tianlang observed the mass of Devilish Qi, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

During the Origin Qi tide, he had already entered the Divine Dharma Aspect Realm, and although his perception was not as keen as Yuan Tiangang's Divine Extreme Realm, he could still sense the power of the purple Devilish Qi within the golden Qi flames, enough to rival Divine Power.

A hundred li away.

Huyan Biao quickly swept past several passes, his brows tightly furrowed.

"Where are the people?"

"Even if someone tipped them off, they shouldn't have retreated so quickly."

"Caw!"

The demon spirit evolved from the mighty eagle totem behind him let out a loud eagle cry.

The demon eagle spread its wings.

It stirred up a violent hurricane, sweeping through all places in the passes where people could hide.

Just as his Divine Thought had detected, he found nothing.

Huyan Biao's face was grim; he accelerated his flight towards North King City, and finally, the two figures on the city wall made his eyes light up.

"Old scoundrel, your Killing Intent is monstrous; dying by my hand is a bargain for you."

Before his words finished.

Huyan Biao's killing move had already arrived.

The demon eagle, with a wingspan of a hundred zhang, swooped down, the air exploding with its passage.

Its hooked talons, like blades of light, rapidly approached the city wall.

Xu Tianlang's gaze was cold; behind him, a forty-nine zhang tall, bloody killing Dharma Aspect slashed with a saber.

The blood-red saber light shimmered.

The Killing Intent materialized, forming the ferocious armor of the killing Dharma Aspect, forcing back the demon eagle.

"Your strength has grown quite fast, old scoundrel, but I'm entering the city to slaughter; let's see how you can hold back."

Huyan Biao gritted his teeth, intending to fight his way into the city.

His peripheral vision caught sight of the other person on the city wall, and he suddenly felt a pressure in his heart.

"Bang!"

Yuan Tiangang's figure instantly vanished. As Huyan Biao was startled, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, and a surge of rebellious blood rose in his throat.

His internal organs felt as if they were torn apart, the excruciating pain causing the muscles in his face to spasm slightly.

The demon eagle wailed in sorrow.

Golden flame Qi swirled, devastating everything in its path.

Huyan Biao finally saw the figure in front of him.

After Yuan Tiangang shattered his sternum with one palm, he struck again towards his crown.

Huyan Biao's eyes were bloodshot; he had no other thoughts, only wanting to retreat.

Defeat was shameful, but it meant survival.

Bang!

He used all his strength, but he was still a step too slow.

The Heavenly Dipper Art circulated to its extreme, shattering Huyan Biao's crown, internal organs, Meridians, bones, and demonized divine fetus with a single palm.

"Boom!"

The Barbarian Great Priest, who was watching from not far away, paused, a chill rushing to the sky. He put on the barbarian god mask, and the wolf god phantom behind him howled.

His speed was imperceptible to the naked eye, like instantaneous movement. He stood in mid-air and clashed palms with Yuan Tiangang.

Their figures remained unmoving.

However, the terrifying explosion of Qi waves caused a blank area to appear in the cloud sea of the sky.

North King City's city wall collapsed with a crash.

"Go!"

Yuan Tiangang retreated, taking Xu Tianlang, and flew towards the Prince Who Guards the North's mansion.

"Hmph!"

The Great Priest's purple eyes were filled with Killing Intent, and he relentlessly pursued them.

The barbarians had innocently lost a great general; if he returned without merit, what would he report?

"You... want to activate that Seal?"

Xu Tianlang vaguely guessed something.

"By His Majesty's order, to test how much this evil Dragon has grown."

Yuan Tiangang replied, then said no more.

The Great Priest pursued them to above the Prince Who Guards the North's mansion and said coldly, "You can escape, but if I kill my way into the Central Plains and slaughter Mortals, can you still stop me?"

Yuan Tiangang turned back.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of the Great Priest's mouth.

But the next moment, he suddenly felt a terrifying shock.

Yuan Tiangang threw out yuanfu mountain, leveling the Prince Who Guards the North's mansion, and cracking sounds constantly came from the Void Realm.

The entire North King City sank underground with a boom.

An incomparably massive, pitch-black Dragon tail rose from the ruins of the Prince Who Guards the North's mansion, covering the sky and sun, its fierce might terrifying, and it violently whipped towards the Great Priest.

Xu Tianlang felt lingering fear; the special Dragon Qi of the Wu Dynasty surged from him and Yuan Tiangang, preventing them from being immediately locked onto by the Dragon tail, thus escaping a disaster.

Bang!

A dull thud.

The wolf god phantom wailed in sorrow, and the Great Priest instantly exploded into fine blood mist.

The barbarian god mask, unearthed from the Totem Sacred Mountain, trembled and flew back to the Northern Plains.

Half of the Dragon tail raged across the heavens and earth, turning the entire area around North King City upside down, making it a desolate land.