193: The Scarlet Butcher Appears Again

...Cultivation advanced, half-step Silent Spirit.

Such cultivation was at the pinnacle of the lower-tier Epoch Battlefield; he could become an honored guest of any Fortress Master in a place like Coral Fortress.

Thus, he had finally stepped into the ranks of high-level Cultivators!

After finishing the refinement of the other party, countless memory fragments flowed in—they were parts of the opponent's memories.

These memory fragments gave Yao Yian a deeper understanding of the race of this Six-Armed Demon.

The hundred battles pagoda's Artifact Spirit was actually long gone; it had been devoured by that Six-Armed Demon, which was how the Six-Armed Demon managed to endure countless years and survive until now.

They called themselves the Blood Spirit Demon Race, creatures not from this world; they were the invaders who had incited the Ancient Catastrophe.

Or rather, Outer Realm Heavenly Demons!

These Outer Realm Heavenly Demons came from a higher-tier Great World, and their strength was powerful enough to crush everything.

However, this group of Outer Realm Heavenly Demons encountered a mishap on their way to the Pilin Great World.

Before crossing the Planar Barrier, they had dispatched a full five Supreme Gods and Demons, a hundred Devil Emperors, and hundreds of millions of top-tier experts.

However, the difficulty of crossing planes was immense; the slightest mistake would result in being swept into the Chaotic Turbulence.

In the end, not even one in ten thousand Outer Realm Heavenly Demons could make it through, suffering heavy casualties.

Of the five Supreme Gods and Demons, only one arrived in a near-death state, and the hundred Devil Emperors had dwindled to a number that could be counted on one hand, all of whom were severely wounded.

Yet even after suffering such devastating losses, these Outer Realm Heavenly Demons from a higher-tier Great World still displayed terrifying combat power.

In the Primordial Era, the top experts of this world discovered the omens of the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons' descent six thousand years in advance.

They prepared their troops and gathered when the powerful enemies arrived, ready to deal a head-on blow to the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons.

On a certain day of a certain month in a certain year of the Hansong Calendar, a Spatial Tunnel was torn open, and the Planar War began.

The Outer Realm Heavenly Demons came with aggressive momentum, engaging in a long and drawn-out bloody battle with the creatures of this world.

The sky and earth lost their light, and mountains and rivers collapsed.

On the three main battlefields, a suffocating and oppressive aura permeated every moment, filled everywhere with fresh and violent killing intent.

There was not a shred of peace there, only endless cruelty.

The slaughter was continuous.

Corpses littered the fields.

Blood flowed like rivers.

The strength of the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons was exceptionally formidable; they seemed to possess the trait of never tiring.

To win this Planar War, kings of that era ascended to the altar one after another, only to fall in succession.

The war was fought with exceptional desperation; these Outer Realm Heavenly Demons had only one purpose: 'Slaughter!'

In the blink of an eye, nearly three hundred years of bloody warfare had passed.

As time passed and the war became increasingly brutal, the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons gradually showed signs of weakness; they could no longer afford the attrition.

Finally, one day, the Planar War ended.

The outcome of the battle was naturally a victory for the creatures of the Pilin Great World, though it was a Pyrrhic one.

Countless years passed, and as subsequent generations multiplied and replaced one another, that great war was gradually forgotten.

The three main battlefields became the upper, middle, and lower-tier Epoch Battlefields.

It was also at that time that the Heavenly Dao of the Pilin Great World began to favor Evil Cultivators... His thoughts returned to reality, and Yao Yian still found it somewhat hard to believe.

If those weren't memories from the Six-Armed Demon's mind, but words spoken by someone out of thin air, he would certainly not have believed them for a second.

But this segment of memory was indeed real.

Most importantly, there was an even more terrifying fragment of memory within: this invading force of Outer Realm Heavenly Demons was merely a Vanguard.

In other words, the Outer Realm Heavenly Demons might descend again at any moment!

Yao Yian felt a chill in his heart, and just then, a voice suddenly rang out by his ear, making him shudder in fright.

“Hey!”

“I want to eat this Stone Tablet!”

The twin star mirror emerged from his body, floating beside Yao Yian, and spoke in a childish voice.

“Holy crap, ancestor, could you please keep it down?”

Yao Yian almost pissed himself in fear, thinking another Six-Armed Demon had jumped out.

He didn't want to take any more hits from a club.

“Wait, ancestor, let me see what's written on it first.”

Yao Yian stepped forward; having devoured a large number of Heaven Shaking Divine Palace Disciples, understanding the text on the Stone Tablet was incredibly easy for him.

After a quick scan, he was ecstatic.

What was written on it was actually the Legacy Cultivation Technique of the Heaven Shaking Divine Palace: the Hell-Suppressing Asura Art!

This Cultivation Technique was of a very high grade; the value of this single technique alone far exceeded all the other relics of the Heaven Shaking Divine Palace.

Yao Yian's breathing quickened as he stepped forward quickly; when he reached the front of the Stone Tablet, a Barrier suddenly rose.

From within the Barrier, an ancient voice rang out.

It sounded so ancient as if it had come across billions of years.

It said: “Descendant of later generations, will you accept the Legacy of my Divine Palace and continue its name?”

Yao Yian replied: “I can.”

With a crack, the Barrier shattered.

Yao Yian was overjoyed and was about to carefully observe and learn the contents of the Stone Tablet when the twin star mirror beside him impatiently activated its devouring ability.

With a slurping sound, the Stone Tablet was devoured by the twin star mirror.

After finishing this, the twin star mirror let out a burp and then returned inside Yao Yian's body.

What!

Yao Yian froze in place as if struck by lightning, the smile on his face instantly stiffening.

“Oh, ancestor!”

“What!”

“Wuwuwu, couldn't you have waited a bit and let me take some notes first?”

“That was a top-tier Cultivation Technique from the Primordial Era.”

“Are you blaming me?”

“No, no, no, I'm not blaming you. It's all my fault. It's my fault for not taking notes faster.”

“Consider your attitude corrected! I'm going to sleep now; don't bother me if there's nothing important.”

Immediately after, the content of a Cultivation Technique was transmitted into Yao Yian's mind.

“Wow!!! ancestor!”

“You really do love me after all!”

Yao Yian was ecstatic, finally realizing that the twin star mirror had actually helped him; otherwise, it would have taken him a lot of time to memorize this Cultivation Technique on his own.

Now that the 'Pseudo-artifact Spirit,' the Six-Armed Demon that had devoured the hundred battles pagoda's Artifact Spirit, was dead, the Heaven Shaking Divine Palace, which relied on the hundred battles pagoda for support, was collapsing. Time was running out for him.

Inside the Sea of Consciousness, the twin star mirror swayed with satisfaction before gently landing and falling into a deep sleep.

Having collected the Stone Tablet and with nothing else left there, Yao Yian decisively chose to exit the hundred battles pagoda.

With a thought, his figure blurred, and with a whoosh, he left the hundred battles pagoda.

What Yao Yian didn't know was that in a corner after he left, a faint soul extinguished itself.

“Good, good.”

“The Divine Palace's Legacy will continue; I am finally no longer some Last Sect Master, hahaha.”

...Poof, splat.

Yao Yian had just come out of the hundred battles pagoda, but as soon as he landed, he seemed to step on something that almost made him slip.

When he regained his footing and took a closer look, he was dumbfounded.

Outside the hundred battles pagoda, it was like Hell on earth, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Everywhere were hideous, oozing pieces of Evil Spirits' flesh, weapon wreckage, Gu insect corpses, and chunks of Cultivators' remains; the sight immediately made Yao Yian feel like vomiting.

But after all, his cultivation and horizons had broadened; a mere mountain of corpses and sea of blood was nothing to worry about.

Suddenly, the sounds of exploding spells and battle cries reached his ears from afar.

Judging by the distribution of the Cultivators' remains on the ground, they must have been fighting and retreating all the way, moving the battlefield elsewhere.

Even from a great distance, the battle cries were audible; one could imagine how intense the fighting was over there.

Looking at his feet, surrounded by the corpses of Evil Spirits and Ghosts, how could Yao Yian—one of the well-rounded youths of the twenty-first century—miss out?

Needless to say, collect—he would collect everything of value.

Unfortunately, the loot from the dead Cultivators had already been taken; he could only devour the scattered remains.

After prompting the twin star mirror to finish its work, he followed the path forward and finally reached the edge of the battlefield.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, a crimson figure was being besieged by more than ten Young Saint-level Evil Path Prodigies and countless Evil Dao Cultivators; the battle was extremely brutal.

“Why is it her?”

The moment he saw her, the faint connection within Yao Yian's body grew even stronger, as if it were cheering.

In the midst of the battlefield, Li Weiqing, who was fighting a chaotic battle, also seemed to sense something, and her beautiful eyes looked over.

At this moment, their inner thoughts were:

She must be asking me for help! She wants me to step in and help her!

You despicable thief! Give me back my blade! I'm going to tear you into ten thousand pieces!

“Good opportunity!”

At the moment Li Weiqing's attention was diverted, a Young Saint-level Evil Path Prodigy in front of her made a move...