Chapter 443 Yan Huang is enraged, Dao Ancestor's personal guards rush to his aid

Yan Huang Tribe, Molten Fire Sanctuary.

Sitting upon the Red Gold Throne, "Yan Huang Dao Ancestor" slowly opened his eyes, stars seeming to be born and destroyed deep within his pupils.

Inside the hall, the air was distorted by high temperatures, and lava-like patterns flowed on the ground.

"Yan Fen's Soul Lamp has been extinguished."

He spoke, his voice calm, yet it caused all the Elders in the hall to kneel on the ground simultaneously, trembling.

"Two hundred and fifty Yan Huo Vanguard, including ten in the Middle Stage and ninety in the Early Stage... all wiped out."

Yan Huang Dao Ancestor slowly stood up, his Red Gold Imperial Robe moving without wind.

"An ant from outside the domain first destroyed my subordinate Demon Bone Tribe, and then slaughtered my Yan Huo Vanguard..."

He raised his eyes, his gaze piercing through the sanctuary's dome, looking toward the Grey Mist Wasteland:

"It seems this Supreme has been silent for too long, letting some people forget—"

"What the two words 'Flame Emperor' mean in the Chaos Domain."

He raised his right hand, palm facing up.

"Yan God Dao Guards."

Outside the hall, two hundred figures clad in dark red battle armor, all with auras at the Middle Stage of the Chaos Supreme Realm, appeared like ghosts and knelt on one knee.

The two leading commanders, one holding a Red Gold Halberd and the other wielding twin flaming blades, were both at the Late Stage of the Chaos Supreme Realm.

"Present."

"Go to the Grey Mist Wasteland."

Yan Huang Dao Ancestor's voice was cold:

"Bring the head of that outsider ant back to the Molten Fire Sanctuary."

"Leave none of his subordinates alive."

"Yes!"

The two commanders stood up, Battle Intent boiling in their eyes.

The Yan God Dao Guards were one of the most elite forces of the Yan Huang Tribe, never deployed unless it was a war of extermination.

Now, for a visitor from outside the domain, the Dao Ancestor personally dispatched them.

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Grey Mist Wasteland, Reverse Path Outpost Base.

Nightmare stood on the city wall, playing with a grayish-white bone bead in his hand—the bone path celestial pearl.

During these seven days, he had not been waiting in vain.

"Zuo Feng."

"Present."

"How many of the seventeen surrounding tribes have sent messengers?"

"Eleven, My Lord. Six of them sent generous gifts, five are willing to pay tribute and submit, and two..." Zuo Feng paused, "are ambiguous, only saying they need time to consider."

Nightmare nodded, his gaze falling upon the depths of the wasteland:

"No need to wait any longer."

"Send the order to summon the Clan Chiefs of those six tribes that sent gifts; I wish to see them."

"As for those two hesitating ones..."

Demonic Flame flickered slightly in his eyes:

"Wipe them out."

Zuo Feng's heart shuddered: "Yes!"

"Furthermore," Nightmare turned and looked into the city, "integrate the bone path celestial pearl into the Reverse Path Chaos Ultimate Killing Formation, and upgrade it to the 'Reverse Path Chaos Reincarnation Formation'."

"Then set aside fifty elites to disguise themselves as defeated troops and retreat to the Chaos Stone Cave."

He looked toward the eastern horizon:

"Flame Emperor's next wave of reinforcements should be arriving soon."

"Since they want to come—"

"Then let them come and never return."

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Three days later.

The eastern horizon was as red as blood.

Two hundred dark red figures arrived through the air; wherever they passed, the chaos qi flow was ignited, trailing long paths of fire in the grey mist.

The two leading commanders—the halberd-wielder "Yan Ji" and the blade-wielder "Yan Ren"—stood in the air, looking down at the two strongholds below.

"Bone Prison City and the Chaos Stone Cave." Yan Ji sneered, "That outsider ant certainly knows how to pick places, one primary and one secondary, supporting each other."

Yan Ren narrowed his eyes: "The Bone Prison City's defensive Formation seems not weak... as for the Chaos Stone Cave, the defenders' auras are withered, as if they've just undergone a fierce battle."

"Split the forces." Yan Ji decisively ordered, "I'll take a hundred men to attack Bone Prison City, and you take a hundred to clear out the Chaos Stone Cave. Make it quick."

"Alright."

The two hundred Yan God Dao Guards split into two, like two red-hot sharp knives, stabbing straight into the two strongholds!

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Outside Bone Prison City, Yan Ji arrived with a hundred men.

On the city wall, Nightmare stood alone.

"Are you that outsider ant?" Yan Ji pointed his halberd at Nightmare, his voice like thunder, "How dare you slaughter my Yan Huo Vanguard, today I shall let you—"},{

Before he could finish.

Nightmare raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Buzz—!!"

Inside and outside the entire Bone Prison City, dense black Formation patterns suddenly lit up on the ground! The Formation patterns spread and intertwined like living things, instantly transforming into a translucent black light shield covering the whole city!

On the surface of the light shield, countless Reverse Path runes flowed, and in the center, a phantom of a grayish-white bone bead suspended, emitting a strange Chaos suction!

"A Formation?" Yan Ji's pupils constricted, followed by a cruel laugh, "Trivial tricks! Break for me!"

He swung his halberd, and a hundred-zhang flaming halberd shadow tore through the sky, violently slashing toward the light shield!

"Boom—!!"

The halberd shadow struck the light shield, erupting with a deafening roar! The light shield shook violently but did not break; instead, it absorbed all the fire power within the halberd shadow, converting it into Formation power!

"What?!" Yan Ji was horrified.

On the city wall, Nightmare's voice was calm:

"Welcome to—"

"The Reverse Path Chaos Reincarnation Formation."

He formed hand seals with both hands.

"Formation Shift: Reincarnation Strangling."

Inside the light shield, black Demonic Flame and chaos qi flow swirled frantically, turning into countless black tornadoes! Wherever the tornadoes passed, the hundred Yan God Dao Guards were like being stuck in a quagmire, their protective flames quickly stripped away and devoured!

"Not good! This Formation can devour chaos origin!" a Middle Stage Cultivator roared.

"Form a Formation! Form the Yan God Body Protection Formation!" Yan Ji bellowed.

The hundred men quickly drew together, their flames merging into one, forming a crimson protective shield!

But, it was too late.

The bone path celestial pearl phantom in the center of the light shield suddenly shone with great brilliance!

"Buzz—!!"

Terrifying Chaos suction erupted! The flame shield condensed by the hundred men was like a candle in the wind, shaking violently as its Origin was frantically drained!

"Damn it..." Yan Ji gritted his teeth, looking toward the Chaos Stone Cave, "Yan Ren's side..."

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Outside the Chaos Stone Cave.

The hundred-man squad led by Yan Ren had "easily" broken through the outer defenses of the cave and rushed inside.

Inside the cave, fifty Reverse Path elites were "panicked," fighting while retreating, fleeing into the depths of the cave.

"Pursue! Don't let a single one escape!" Yan Ren sneered, leading his team deeper.

At the instant all hundred men entered the depths of the stone cave.

Outside the cave, thirty Reverse Path elites who had been lying in ambush appeared simultaneously, thrusting Formation Flags into the ground!

"Reverse Path Chaos Reincarnation Formation: Sub-Formation—Activate!"

At the entrance of the stone cave, a black light screen suddenly rose, completely sealing off the cave entrance!

Inside the cave, the fifty elites who were originally "fleeing" suddenly turned around, Killing Intent boiling in their eyes!

"Not good! It's a trap!" Yan Ren's expression changed drastically.

Outside the cave, Nightmare's figure stepped out from the Void Realm, looking at the sealed stone cave:

"Close the door."

"Beat the dogs."

He turned and looked toward Bone Prison City:

"Now, it's time to deal with the other group."

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Outside Bone Prison City.

Inside the Formation, the hundred-man squad led by Yan Ji had been tormented into a wretched state by the Reincarnation Strangling Formation.

Half of the Cultivators had consumed more than half of their Origin, their protective flames dim and lusterless.

At this moment—

Outside the Formation, Nightmare appeared out of thin air.

Yan Ji's pupils constricted: "You... aren't you in the city?!"

Nightmare didn't answer, just raised his hand, his five fingers clutching the air.

"Formation Retraction: Convergence."

The black light shield covering the whole city suddenly contracted, turning into a pitch-black cage only ten zhang in diameter, trapping Yan Ji and his hundred men tightly within!

Inside the cage, the power of the Reincarnation Strangling surged tenfold!

"Ah—!!"

Screams rose one after another! Those with weaker cultivation had their Divine Souls strangled on the spot, turning into fly ash!

Yan Ji roared, burning his Origin, his halberd frantically hacking at the inner walls of the cage!

"Clang! Clang! Clang—!!"

Sparks flew, but the cage didn't budge an inch.

Nightmare stepped into the cage, appearing before Yan Ji.

"Yan Huang Dao Ancestor sent trash like you?"

Yan Ji's eyes were nearly splitting, his halberd piercing straight toward Nightmare's face!

Nightmare raised his hand, his index and middle fingers together, lightly catching the tip of the halberd.

"Crack."

The tip of the halberd snapped.

Yan Ji's pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks.

In the next second, Nightmare's left hand was like lightning, grabbing his neck.

"Soul Search."

Black Demonic Flame surged along his arm and into Yan Ji's Sea of Consciousness!

"Ugh, ah—!!" Yan Ji screamed miserably, blood gushing from his seven orifices!

Three breaths later.

Nightmare let go, and Yan Ji slumped to the ground like a pile of mud, the divine light in his eyes completely dimmed.

He had already obtained the defense map of the Yan Huang Tribe's core territory from Yan Ji's memory, as well as—a fatal weakness in the "Yan Huang Dao Burning Art" cultivated by Yan Huang Dao Ancestor.

"So that's how it is..." Nightmare murmured, "An old injury left behind from when he attempted to break through to the Middle Stage of the Dao Ancestor realm ten thousand years ago... no wonder he has been in seclusion all these years."

He looked at the remaining Cultivators in the cage.

"Clear the field."

"Yes!" Outside the city, eighty elites pounced into the cage like wolves and tigers.

The slaughter began.

Half an incense stick later.

The cage dissipated, leaving only charred corpses all over the ground.

Nightmare turned and looked toward the Chaos Stone Cave.

There, the battle had also ended.

Yan Ren had been killed by the joint efforts of Zuo Feng, Right Wing, and Dark Blade; not a single one of the hundred Yan God Dao Guards survived.

This battle.

The most elite Yan God Dao Guards of the Yan Huang Tribe—

Were completely wiped out.

Nightmare looked toward the east, the Demonic Flame in his eyes burning calmly:

"Yan Huang Dao Ancestor, I've accepted your personal guards."

"Next—"

"It's your turn."