175: The Beginning of the Slaughter

The boundary between the Peak and Major Achievement areas of the enlightenment stele.

A brutal and tragic battle was taking place.

Dozens of Human Race Prodigies, still capable of holding their sabers, formed a circle, firmly protecting their severely injured companions behind them. Their eyes, filled with killing intent, constantly scanned the figures surrounding them, whose Devilish Qi surged to the heavens.

"Demon Race!"

"The Bloody War has begun!"

"It's a fight to the death!"

Roars of anger rang out.

"Hehe..." A Demon Race Star River King let out a cold sneer.

"A fight to the death?!"

His eyes instantly turned blood-red, and his hysterical voice echoed throughout the area.

"From the moment your race's Domain King killed two of our race's Highnesses, it has already been a fight to the death!!"

What?

The Human Race Prodigies, drenched in blood and holding on by sheer willpower, were suddenly shaken. Their eyes erupted with intense brilliance.

Several of the heavily injured who had fallen to the ground even staggered to their feet from within the protective circle, letting out low, booming laughs.

"Haha... Hahahaha!"

"Well killed!"

Everyone seemed to be instantly filled with strength, and they roared in unison.

"Outlanders, come and fight!"

"We will be waiting down below to watch our race's Domain King kill every last one of you!!"

"Hmph..." The enraged Demon Race Star River King wanted to grab someone at random to vent his fury on.

"Finish them quickly!"

An indifferent voice came from nearby.

"Given our race's current situation, we cannot afford to waste any time."

Immediately.

"Kill!"

All the Demon Race Prodigies stepped forward simultaneously.

At that very instant.

"Demon Race!"

"You are looking for death!!"

A roar echoed from the distance.

A supreme aura rolled in like thunder.

Bang... Bang bang bang... A burly figure, as sturdy as a Vicious Beast, came charging in.

Behind him followed a large group of people shouting in unison.

"Brothers!"

"Reinforcements have arrived!!"

"Kill!"

"Hahaha!"

All the Human Race Prodigies within the encirclement laughed maniacally.

"Your time of death has arrived!!"

The expressions of the Demon Race members changed drastically.

How could they have arrived so quickly!!

"Retreat!"

A King Rank leader immediately gave the order without hesitation and turned to leave without a second thought.

However.

Just as they moved.

Rumble—!

A dazzling sword light that blotted out the sun, carrying the momentum of the heavens, struck directly at them from another direction, away from Nie Hong's main force.

A beautiful figure appeared, her steps giving rise to lotuses as she flickered into view.

It's over!

The leading Demon Race Pseudo-Domain King's eyes were filled with despair... In another direction.

A figure in black flickered continuously, his pace seemingly slow, but completely exceeding everyone's understanding of the enlightenment stele's aura suppression.

It was Lin Yan, after leaving the Perfection area.

He did not choose the same direction as Duan Yueling to provide support.

Instead, he used his eyes, which were constantly flashing with white light, to look into the distance, firmly locking onto a team that had already left the Peak area.

One race retreats temporarily, then resumes harassment.

The other race harasses first, then retreats.

I have to say.

You outlanders do have some brains.

But no matter how smart you are, it's no match for the crushing weight of absolute power—especially when you know nothing about a cheater.

Lin Yan's gaze fell upon a blue-haired youth reflected in his vision, and a faint smile played on his lips.

You must be the only remaining King of the Yao Race, named Zong Chuan.

It looks like you're not in very good shape.

His pace suddenly quickened, leaving afterimages across the ground.

A moment later.

Although his injuries had not fully healed, Zong Chuan, the most powerful among them, was the first to halt his steps.

"Your Highness?"

The many Yao Race Prodigies had just begun to ask in confusion.

Zong Chuan turned around without warning.

Only a loud "Boom—!" was heard.

A massive, illusory phantom of a Blue-eyed Yao Beast appeared in mid-air.

He directly activated his Realm ability. His eyes, sharp as a hawk's, stared intently at the currently empty ground, and he let out an indisputable shout.

"Retreat!"

Retreat?!

The Yao Race members were momentarily stunned, not yet realizing what was happening.

Then they saw a black figure, like a ghost, flickering toward them in their field of vision.

Boom—!

Another earth-shattering roar sounded.

A supreme aura that transcended all living beings suddenly erupted like a torrential river, sweeping toward them with the momentum of rolling thunder.

In just an instant.

This incredibly powerful aura locked onto all of them, making it impossible for them to move even an inch.

A low shout, filled with endless coldness, echoed.

"Retreat?"

The voice was bone-chillingly cold, as if it came from the depths of Hell, making everyone shudder.

What kind of monster is this?!

Zong Chuan screamed in his heart.

He felt his strength, which was enough to rival a Peak first grade Venerable Rank expert, being suppressed frantically in an instant.

It defied common sense!

Even if he were injured, this should be impossible!

"Quick, retreat!"

Zong Chuan had no time to worry about what was happening to the people behind him.

All his attention was focused on the front. His right hand, tightly gripping his cold, shimmering battle saber, even turned slightly pale from the excessive force.

The wild wind whistled and swept past.

Zong Chuan's long blue hair danced wildly in the wind like a waterfall.

No!

I can't wait!

As the last hope of the Yao Race on this battlefield, he let out a roar like a swan song and made the same choice Fu Ya had made.

"Die!!"

A dazzling azure saber light suddenly erupted from his forcefully downward-swinging battle saber, slashing fiercely forward.

Only a series of rumbling explosions were heard. The hard ground was instantly torn apart like fragile paper, and countless clumps of earth and stone flew in all directions.

Faced with such a violent and ferocious attack.

Lin Yan's gaze remained bone-chillingly cold, his face showed no emotion, and his pace never faltered for a second.

He unhurriedly extended his right hand, which was enveloped in raging Black Flames, and then made a seemingly casual, gentle grasping motion.

Boom—!

The entire world suddenly trembled violently, as if time had frozen at that moment.

A jaw-dropping scene occurred.

The unstoppable azure saber light instantly disintegrated beneath his closing palm, vanishing without a trace.

"Impossible!!"

Witnessing this with his own eyes, Zong Chuan's pupils dilated violently, and he let out a roar filled with despair and disbelief.

And the only response he received was the figure surrounded by Black Flames appearing before him in a single step, and the youth's indifferent voice echoing across the land.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Zong Chuan had no power to resist as his head was easily pinned down.

Lin Yan's right hand suddenly exerted force.

Bang—!

A mist of blood bloomed.

The headless corpse slammed heavily onto the ground.

"Roar!"

The wail of a Yao Beast echoed through the heavens and earth, and the phantom shattered and vanished like a broken mirror.

"Your Highness!!"

The King Rank Invincible Prodigies of the Yao Race, their bodies unable to move, had eyes that were nearly bursting as they roared to the heavens.

Without a moment's pause, Lin Yan slowly raised his hand and pressed it downward.

Rumble—!

A colossal hand that blotted out the sky appeared out of thin air, its entire form shimmering with dazzling light and emitting a terrifying, heart-palpitating aura.

With a pressure that could move mountains and drain seas, it suppressed them directly.

In an instant.

The cracked earth, now a river of blood, fell into a deathly silence.

Only a figure surrounded by Black Flames, who slowly turned to leave after waving a hand to collect all the storage items, could serve as proof of the appalling slaughter that had just occurred.

And this.

In the heart of the youth as he walked further away.

Was only the beginning...