Plundering destiny, disposing of beauties

Inside the Legacy Hall of the Stars, the Void Realm was deathly silent.

Nightmare threw Lin Hao, who was sealed and bound by pitch-black Demonic Flame chains like a dead dog, at his feet. Lin Hao lay limp on the ground, covered in blood, his aura as weak as a candle in the wind; only his bloodshot eyes still held deep-seated resentment and despair.

Nightmare did not even glance at him, merely raising his hand and pressing it into the Void Realm.

Hum— A phantom image of the star dao fruit faintly emerged from between his brows, resonating with the silent yet terrifying Dao Reversal Demonic Star Flame surrounding him. Pitch-black flames spread from his palm, not to burn, but transforming into countless, extremely fine black threads. Like living tentacles, they precisely pierced into Lin Hao’s limbs, bones, Dantian, and the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

There, a golden Luck flowed, dim yet tenacious, connected to some supreme existence in the dark.

The Luck of the son of destiny.

Urgh, ahhhh—!!

The originally dying Lin Hao suddenly let out a heart-wrenching, inhuman scream! The black threads seemed to hook directly into his Soul Origin, violently tearing away something that was intertwined with his life and represented the very Foundation of his existence!

He felt his existence being stripped away—an unprecedented sense of weakness, emptiness, and the fear of being abandoned by the world overwhelmed him. The layer of destiny halo around him, which had once been faint yet brought him countless Opportunities and protection, was becoming thin and dim at a visible rate!

Nightmare closed his eyes, focusing his mind and exerting his full power to drive the Dao Reversal Demonic Star Flame and the star dao fruit. Plundering Luck was not a simple energy extraction; it involved deeper Laws and Karma. Only with his Demonic Flame, which had achieved Fusion with the Lord of the Stars' Reverse Path Legacy and specialized in countering the Heavenly Dao, combined with the medium of the star dao fruit, could he perform this so tyrannically and directly.

System detected that the Host is plundering the Origin Luck of the son of destiny Lin Hao...

Plundering in progress...

Current plundering progress: 5%... 10%... 15%...

Warning: The target's destiny Foundation is damaged.

Hint: First plundering complete, 15% of Luck acquired. Subsequent plundering efficiency will increase by 50% due to the damage to the target's Foundation.

The System's cold prompt echoed in his mind.

Nightmare could clearly feel a pure, vast, special energy carrying a sense of orthodoxy and favor pouring continuously into his body through the black threads. This energy did not directly increase his cultivation; instead, it merged into his Luck, his destiny, and even his affinity with the Laws of heaven and earth. Under the nourishment of this power, his aura became increasingly refined and heavy, and even his Sea of Consciousness became clearer.

Conversely, amidst the screams, Lin Hao's aura plummeted, his face turning ashen like a dead man's, and the luster in his eyes dimmed significantly, as if his spine had been ripped out.

Nightmare slowly withdrew his hand, and the black threads retracted. It was best not to overdo it during the first plundering; he needed to stabilize himself while letting this fish linger a while longer, so he could extract more efficiently later.

He flicked a few strands of more solid Nidao Demonic Flame from his fingertips, which merged into the Seals within Lin Hao's body like a maggot on a rotting bone, further reinforcing the already tight Seals by several layers. This not only prevented Lin Hao from recovering even a shred of strength to escape, but also isolated any potential, faint sensing or remote interference from the Heavenly Dao.

After doing this, Nightmare finally turned his gaze toward the corner of the Legacy Hall.

There, two women who had once been breathtakingly beautiful, but were now disheveled and stripped of all cultivation, lay trembling on the ground. They were Lin Hao's female companions who had once accompanied him, and had often assisted Lin Hao in dealing with Nightmare, whether in the open or in the shadows—providing intelligence, using charms, or attacking directly.

At this moment, the pride and radiance of the past were gone from their faces, leaving only boundless fear. They had witnessed the Grand Elder being killed in an instant, witnessed countless elites turned to dust, and witnessed Lin Hao being dragged around like trash and cruelly stripped of his Luck. Nightmare's demonic figure and cold, ruthless eyes had completely shattered their courage.

Seeing Nightmare's gaze turn towards them, both women trembled violently.

Night... Senior Nightmare... spare us... the woman in the goose-yellow dress said with a trembling voice, tears and mucus streaming down her face. We... we were all deceived by Lin Hao... We are willing... willing to be slaves and maids, to serve you, Senior... Please, Senior, show mercy...

The other woman in purple kept kowtowing, her forehead banging against the cold floor with loud thuds, speaking incoherently: We were wrong... we know we were wrong... we will never dare to be enemies with you, Senior, again... please... please let us go...

Nightmare looked at them, his eyes devoid of pity, ripples, or even disgust.

There was only a pure, cold indifference.

Keeping them was useless.

These two had their cultivation crippled and were now worthless. They knew many of Lin Hao's secrets and were connected to many Righteous Path factions. If he left them alive, there was no guarantee they wouldn't be found by some unscrupulous old antiques of the Righteous Path and used to stir up trouble, or used as pawns for blackmail and defamation.

More importantly, they had once been his enemies. Being kind to the enemy was being cruel to oneself. This was a lesson he had learned in his previous life, paid for with blood and tears.

Nightmare didn't even bother to listen to their pleas.

He raised his right hand, pressed his index and middle fingers together, and made a light sweeping motion in their direction.

The movement was casual, as if he were merely brushing dust off his shoulder.

Two streaks of extremely refined pitch-black fire, like the gaze of the Grim Reaper, swept through the Void Realm silently.

The women's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt halt.

Their eyes, widened in terror, instantly lost all luster, and their bodies remained in their kneeling or slumped positions, frozen in place.

The next second.

Whoosh—!

The pitch-black Dao Reversal Demonic Star Flame ignited within them, from the inside out! The flames were not scorching but carried an absolute will of destruction. Their bodies, along with their tattered dharma robes and the accessories they wore, melted and vaporized in the flames like snow under the scorching sun, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

Their Divine Souls? The moment the flames touched them, they had completely annihilated.

It took less than a breath.

The corner was empty, as if the two had never existed.

Nightmare withdrew his gaze, as if he had merely cleaned up two pieces of eyesore trash. He did not delay any longer, his Divine Sense spreading like flowing mercury, instantly sweeping across the entire Legacy Hall, as well as the places where the Grand Elder and Righteous Path elites he had killed had dissipated.

Soon, items were snatched into the air by him.

Several Ore fragments emitting the ancient aura of stars with strange textures—relics left behind by the Lord of the Stars, which were highly effective for Artifact Refining or comprehending the Laws of stars.

Several pieces of jade Seals that were dim but still retained a trace of Heavenly Dao pressure, remnants of Lin Hao's nearly shattered Heavenly Dao Sacred Seal.

There were also dozens of high-quality crystals containing pure Chaos power, as well as some scattered Medicinal Pills and Magic Treasure Materials, all left over from the fallen.

The harvest was decent.

Nightmare collected all these things. Immediately, he walked slowly to the very center of this Void Realm hall, the location where the Reverse Path Legacy orb had originally floated.

He slowly raised his hands, palms facing the sky.

The silent Dao Reversal Demonic Star Flame surged around him once more, but this time, it was not an attack. Instead, it transformed into countless pitch-black flame runes, like living tadpoles, rushing madly toward every direction of the hall—the walls, the Void Realm, the manifested light and shadows of the star Laws, and even the very Foundation that constituted this hall!

He wanted to completely destroy this place, to erase every trace of the Lord of the Stars' Legacy, the Reverse Path annihilation, and his presence here!

Reverse Path, return to ruin.

A low voice sounded.

Countless pitch-black flame runes lit up simultaneously, erupting with terrifying power of reversal and devouring!

The entire Legacy Hall began to shake and twist violently! Those star light and shadows crumbled inch by inch, the Void Realm structure disintegrated layer by layer, and the incredibly sturdy hall walls developed countless cracks, then began to collapse and dissipate like a weathered sandcastle!

Rumble—!!!

A world-destroying scene unfolded in this independent Void Realm. The Legacy Hall, a star Holy Land that had existed for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, was heading toward total termination and nothingness in an irreversible way.

Nightmare stood at the center of the destruction storm, protected by the pitch-black Demonic Flame, his figure standing tall and motionless.

A moment later, the storm ceased.

Before him, only an absolute, deep, dark Void Realm remained, where not even starlight existed. Everything—the Legacy, the hall, the traces—was completely gone.

Nightmare took one last look at Lin Hao, who was still sealed and unconscious at his feet, and reached out to grab the air. The pitch-black Demonic Flame chains wrapped around Lin Hao again, lifting him up.

He turned and, in the direction of the exit to the Chaotic Star Sea in his memory, transformed into a swift pitch-black meteor, tearing through the destruction aftermath that had not yet fully settled, and left this place of Legacy, which had already turned into absolute nothingness, without looking back.

Behind him, there was only eternal annihilation.