431: Chapter 431 Resurrection (49)
Wang Yun did not pay much attention to the surging storms of the outside world.
Demonic Dao Great Emperor.
Heavenly Court.
These words gave him a more three-dimensional understanding of this world known as the "Three Thousand Dao Provinces."
The level of powerhouses in this world had indeed exceeded his expectations.
A single Heavenly Court could mobilize two Great Emperors at will.
One of them had even stepped into the Domain of the Third Heaven of the Emperor Realm.
To think that even a so-called Demonic Dao Great Emperor could be born.
This kind of Foundation was something the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths where he used to be could not even hope to catch up to.
However, none of this had anything to do with him for the time being.
Wang Yun's entire mind was immersed in his own transformation.
The power system within his body, which originated from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, was finally being thoroughly refined, reshaped, and imprinted with the rules of this heaven and earth.
Boom.
A majestic power awakened within his body.
It was no longer the familiar power of the past.
Instead, it was a purer, more condensed Emperor Power that completely belonged to the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
The Emperor Power surged, washing through his limbs, every inch of his flesh, and every corner of his being.
Wang Yun's heart suddenly cleared.
Most Cultivators of this world who attained the Dao and became Great Emperors only cultivated a single Great Dao.
By mastering one Great Dao to the heavens, one could achieve the emperor seat and look down upon all living beings.
But he was different.
He possessed three complete Great Daos.
The thickness of such a Foundation was far beyond what any Great Emperor of a single Dao in this Realm could compare to.
For others, the emperors road was a single-plank bridge.
His emperors road, however, was a broad and smooth path where three Great Daos ran parallel to the heavens.
What did this mean?
It meant that in his cultivation within the Great Emperor Realm, there would be no Bottleneck.
As long as there were enough cultivation resources.
He could advance with irresistible force, continuously making a Breakthrough until he reached the Peak of this Realm.
Wang Yun slowly withdrew his focus.
He entered a deep state of secluded meditation once again.
The back mountain of the Qingmu Sect returned to tranquility.
...
Meanwhile.
In Qing Province, at a desolate mountain range unknown to anyone.
The sky was a congealed dark red, like dried blood.
A thick scent of blood drifted in the air, mixed with the resentful auras of countless living beings before their deaths.
In the deepest part of the valley.
A man shrouded in pitch-black Devilish Qi sat cross-legged on a small hill made of piled corpses.
Beneath his feet were the corpses of tens of thousands of living beings.
The bodies of the Human Race, Yao Race, and various other creatures were stacked and intertwined, their forms twisted and their deaths miserable.
Their flesh and Divine Souls had already been drained dry.
Transformed into the purest life Origin, they formed visible blood-colored air currents that continuously surged into the body of the man shrouded in Devilish Qi.
He was none other than the Blood Slaughter Great Emperor.
“Heavenly Court.”
Blood Slaughter suddenly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were filled with hatred and rage.
At this moment, he should have been preparing to fight for that supreme Opportunity that only appeared once in an eternity.
That Opportunity concerned the ownership of the Heavenly Emperor's seat.
Now.
Everything was ruined.
He was not reconciled.
“No.”
A trace of madness and resolve flashed in Blood Slaughter's eyes.
“That Opportunity, I must not miss it.”
Once he obtained it, he would have the hope of ascending to that eternal and immortal Heavenly Emperor's seat, truly becoming the Dominator of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces.
At that time, what would a mere Heavenly Court matter?
He had to restore himself to his Peak in the shortest possible time.
A plan so bold it was insane quickly took shape in his mind.
The darkness under the lamp.
Those fools of the Heavenly Court who called themselves the Righteous Path would surely think that after being heavily injured, he would find the most hidden corner to hide, lingering on his last breath and slowly healing his wounds.
But he would do the exact opposite.
He would stir up a storm of blood right under the nose of the Heavenly Court, in this most remote Qing Province, far from the core territory of the Heavenly Court's rule.
Although the Spiritual Qi here was thin and the quality of Cultivators was poor.
It had the advantage of being remote.
And there were enough of them.
In the surrounding provinces, there was only one emperor-level power, and it was a declining imperial Sect guarded by an old fellow whose vitality was failing and who was nearing his end.
He bet that old thing wouldn't dare to come out and provoke him.
He had calculated it.
As long as his slaughtering speed was fast enough.
Before the main forces of the Heavenly Court could react, cross the distant provinces, and descend upon this place.
He would be able to completely recover from his injuries and then flee far away.
By then, in the vastness of the Three Thousand Dao Provinces, who could find him?
As for whether he would encounter any accidents during this process.
Blood Slaughter gave a cold laugh.
It was just a backwater place.
Could a wild Great Emperor powerhouse just pop out of nowhere?
Even if he really encountered one, so what?
He was a Demonic Dao Great Emperor who specialized in the path of slaughter; within the same rank, his combat power was unrivaled.
Amidst a burst of eerie laughter, Blood Slaughter's figure turned into a blood-colored light, instantly disappearing from the valley.
A slaughter had begun.
...
This was a blood-colored disaster without any warning.
It descended upon the land of Qing Province just like that.
Anping City, a Mortal city with a population of a million.
On the streets in the afternoon, people came and went, with the sounds of hawking and children playing weaving into a peaceful scene.
The next moment.
A blood-red light descended from the sky, like a massive curtain, instantly enveloping the entire city.
The city instantly fell into a dead silence.
The blood-red light flashed and disappeared.
The prosperous city turned into a dead zone.
All living beings were turned into fly ash in an instant.
Feiyun Sect, a second-rate Sect in Qing Province.
The Mountain-Protecting Formation shattered silently.
A blood-colored demonic hand descended from the sky, crushing the entire mountain gate along with thousands of Disciples into powder with a single palm.
Countless living beings wailed in despair and fear.
Their Divine Souls and flesh were all devoured by that blood-red light.
As the news spread, the entire Qing Province fell into massive panic and chaos.
Everyone was stunned.
Wasn't the Blood Slaughter Great Emperor heavily injured by the powerhouses of the Heavenly Court?
Didn't the big figures of the Heavenly Court personally guarantee that it was absolutely impossible for him to come out and stir up trouble again in the short term?
Then who exactly was this person crazily slaughtering in Qing Province?
At first, some people held onto a glimmer of hope.
Thinking that this was just some unknown demonic Cultivator using the name of the Blood Slaughter Great Emperor to play tricks here.
However, when one of the top Sects in Qing Province, the "Zijin Holy Land," which was guarded by a Saint King Old Ancestor, was razed to the ground overnight and its mountain gate turned into a purgatory.
No one dared to deceive themselves any longer.
It was the Blood Slaughter Great Emperor.
He had personally come to Qing Province.
This fact weighed heavily on the hearts of all Qing Province Cultivators.
Making it difficult for them to breathe.
For a time, the entire Qing Province was in a state of panic.
Countless Sects closed their mountain gates and activated their strongest protective formations.
Countless families migrated to hide, hoping to escape this troubled land.
Letters requesting aid flooded towards the Heavenly Court and the surrounding major provinces like snowflakes through various channels.
However, the incident happened too suddenly.
Qing Province was also located in a remote area, far from the core regions.
Although the Heavenly Court's reaction was swift, the mobilization of armies and the gathering of powerhouses required time.
Distant water could not put out a nearby fire.
Qing Province could only save itself.
But in the face of a Great Emperor who was determined to slaughter all living beings to restore himself, all resistance seemed so futile.
It was a complete and utter massacre.
In the face of absolute power, whether one was a Venerable or in the Saint Realm, there was no difference from a Mortal.
The Blood Slaughter Great Emperor's injuries were rapidly recovering under the nourishment of the massive amount of life Origin from living beings.
His aura grew stronger day by day.
The terrifying pressure enveloping the entire Qing Province also became more suffocating day by day.
He could feel that the powerhouses of the Heavenly Court were rushing here at high speed.
But he didn't care.
Everything was still within his plan.
He looked up and felt the surging power within his body that was near its Peak, and he smiled hideously.
Just a little more.
Just the last bit was left.
As long as he performed the final cleanup.
He would be able to completely restore himself to his Peak state, perhaps even surpassing his former self.
At that time, he would be able to calmly weather this crisis.
The sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap.
He turned his gaze toward the last relatively intact area on the map of Qing Province.
As long as he devoured all the life Origin of the living beings in that direction.
He would be able to make a successful exit.
In that direction, the quiet mountain range of the Qingmu Sect was prominently listed.
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