The Yasha King's Wrath

The Heavenly Corpse King was beaten into dust before the crowd's eyes, scattered to the winds. A deathly silence fell, then chaos erupted. All who witnessed it were stunned.

Several Yasha generals and Sacred Dragons grew deeply uneasy. Their ally had been executed in broad daylight, and the mighty Yasha King had yet to arrive. Their situation was growing dire.

Elsewhere, the War Spirit's battle against the Sacred Dragon King was reaching its climax. Each unleashed their ultimate divine abilities.

"Return to Origin!" The War Spirit's voice rang out. His hair flew wildly, like a god or demon, his battle intent soaring to its peak as he detonated his strongest technique.

"Brilliant Years!" The Sacred Dragon King roared in answer. Its colossal dragon body blazed with ten thousand rays of sacred light, appearing inviolable and divine.

In the sky, it was as if a radiant sun had appeared. The War Spirit and the Sacred Dragon King seemed to have turned into pure light. No figures could be seen—only two blazing orbs of brilliance, blooming fiercely in the heavens.

Vast energy pulses rolled like an ocean tide, as though all the stars in the sky had fallen at once. An overwhelming pressure reverberated through the firmament. The space around them began to annihilate. No one remained nearby; everyone retreated at full speed.

Thankfully, the two masses of light rushed together. If they had run rampant, not only would the void have been obliterated—even the earth below would likely have been destroyed.

Oppressive, annihilating forces collided.

Then, all that brilliant light faded away. Where they had met, an ink-black, nameless void appeared—a massive black hole that frantically devoured all surrounding power.

A deathmatch! This was the final, desperate battle.

The War Spirit and the Sacred Dragon King had unleashed their strongest divine abilities, creating a terrifying celestial phenomenon.

Space collapsed. Chaotic light flashed.

The black hole consumed everything, surrounded by terrifying chaotic radiance, as if the world were ending and all was returning to chaos.

"War Spirit, you are finished!" The Sacred Dragon King's voice came from within the black hole, its heaven-shaking, earth-shattering words echoing: "Even around a destructive black hole, there is chaotic light. Wherever there is light, my 'Brilliant Years' can never be defeated!"

The chaotic light surged. Even within the black hole, dazzling rays burst forth. Though filled with sacred presence, they executed destructive force, annihilating all tangible matter.

Inside the black hole, the War Spirit's body was on the verge of collapse. But the rare technique of 'Return to Origin' had not yet been fully defeated. A faint radiance wrapped around his form as he made his final stand.

"Brilliant Years... that divine technique of a bygone age has indeed been passed down..." In the distance, even the War King Jing Pu showed a solemn, worried expression. "With that innate divine ability, one is undefeatable from the start, invulnerable to all techniques. It may not be much weaker than the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

The Fallen Angel King, the Ant King, Liu Mu, Niu Ren, and others all showed shock, watching in astonishment. Even the arrogant Golden Lion King's vertical eye pulsed with unease.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened. The chaotic light within the black hole gradually dimmed, and the War Spirit's voice emerged: "Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. All things revert to nothing—Return to Origin!"

The technique of Return to Origin revealed its most terrifying aspect. From faint to strong, it savagely devoured the power of Brilliant Years, spreading like a tidal wave within the black hole and drowning the Sacred Dragon King.

"No good! The Sacred Dragon King only grasped the principle of 'Brilliance,' not the power of 'Years.' He cannot achieve full mastery!" War King Jing Pu fought fiercely against the Golden Lion King, wanting to rush over and rescue him.

But the Golden Lion King would not allow it. His oppressive pressure filled heaven and earth, and the third vertical eye on his brow emitted a faint, evil light. The War King was greatly alarmed. No one knew how fearsome the Golden Lion King's third eye truly was, but the War Clan knew all too well. He had to give his full attention to the fight, or if that eye opened...

"Awooo..." A miserable shriek came from within the black hole. Then, a blaze of sacred brilliance surged out. The Sacred Dragon King, wreathed in a thousand divine rays, charged out of the black hole, illuminating the entire sky. Its sacred pressure was so immense that none dared look directly at it.

"He... he... he... mother...! That golden lizard came out first! Old War Spirit's finished?" Jin Sanyi brandished his huge cleaver, ready to hurl it at the Sacred Dragon King.

"Don't move rashly!" Liu Mu and Niu Ren grabbed his hand.

At that moment, the colossal Sacred Dragon King let out a world-shaking roar, then shattered in the sky. Its enormous golden dragon body broke apart!

Dragon blood sprayed across the heavens, raining down. Dragon scales and armor scattered in all directions. Its physical form had utterly collapsed.

The War Spirit burst out from the black hole, staggering. His body was covered in horrific wounds, white bone showing through in many places.

"War Spirit... another day, you will surely die under the true 'Brilliant Years.' My sacred dragon lineage still has a true king. When he returns from the Western Lands, your death will have no place to bury your corpse."

With those words, the unwilling Sacred Dragon King shattered completely—body and soul annihilated. Even the raining blood and scales turned to ash.

Dust to dust, earth to earth. All things revert to nothing—that was the terrifying display of the peerless divine ability, Return to Origin!

Another king of the Hundred Clans had fallen. The Sacred Dragon King was a famous and ruthless figure, no mere Flying Corpse King. That such a powerful being had died sent shivers through the distant onlookers, who stood silent for a long time.

The War Spirit coughed unceasingly. Exposed bone stumps were visible over much of his body, clearly indicating severe wounds. He could no longer fight.

"The Western Sacred Dragon King... could it be the Winged Dragon King that emerged from Dragon Island?" The young Fallen Angel girl murmured softly. Her battle with the Black Dragon King had already ceased.

Xiao Chen, hearing this from a distance, was startled. Back on Dragon Island, Lan Yu had subdued a silver-white Winged Dragon King. It had not appeared particularly powerful then—but now it seemed to control the complete innate divine ability of Brilliant Years.

If the mere 'Brilliance' was so fearsome, what of the power of 'Years'? That would be truly terrifying. Xiao Chen had never imagined that Winged Dragon King was one of the strongest Companion Dragon Kings.

"Roar..."

From the distant horizon came a wave of sound so powerful it shook the mountains violently. The roar carried for hundreds of li, sweeping from the neighboring Yu Province toward Yong Province.

It was like a tidal wave, wild and incomparably fierce. Though still hundreds of li away, the mere terror of its sound made the whole sky tremble. The approaching being was almost demonically powerful!

The Yasha King!

This had to be the virtually invincible Yasha King!

Everyone's expression changed.

"Liu Mu, Niu Ren, Jin Sanyi, Green Dragon King—strike now!"

Blood rained from the sky as the two surviving Sacred Dragons and several Yasha generals were swiftly killed by their iron-handed methods.

They cleared the immediate enemies to focus fully on opposing the fearsome Yasha King.

The Lich King and Xiao Chen stood watching like outsiders. The Inverse Dragon King guarded the Ant King, the Black Dragon King guarded the Fallen Angel King, and the Golden Lion King still fought fiercely with the War King. But in the end, he did not open his third vertical eye, or else this place would have faced an unimaginable catastrophe.

Heaven-churning demonic energy surged from afar, as if a peerless demon lord was emerging. Rolling black clouds flooded in like a tide, turning the sky completely black.

A tall, imposing demonic figure appeared within the black clouds. He did not fly at extreme speed, but walked step by step, bringing an oppressive pressure. Though only two meters tall, he moved like a mountain, making heaven and earth tremble.

"Boom... boom... boom..."

Demonic energy roiled. The great demonic shadow walking through the darkness trod upon the void, but every step produced a terrifying sound, as if a giant standing between heaven and earth was walking on solid ground.

He approached slowly, but his oppressive pressure already filled the heavens.

With each heavy footstep, many human cultivators in the distant sky felt as though a giant hammer was pounding their hearts. Many spat blood on the spot.

"Retreat..." Several experts understood. This level of powerhouse was not something they could even watch from nearby. They quickly fled into the distance.

But some were too slow. They coughed up blood in streams, suffering unimaginable injuries, and staggered away. Dozens more simply exploded in midair, body and soul obliterated.

The fearsome Yasha King!

With such might, who could contend with him?

An evil, demonic power spread across the entire sky.

The mighty Yasha King, borne on surging demonic energy, finally drew near and revealed his true form.

It was completely different from what one might imagine. He was not the usual ugly, hideous Yasha, nor was his skin that terrible green.

He had a supremely handsome face—skin pale as jade, features perfectly arranged. He was a rare beauty of a man. But his eye sockets held no pupils or whites—only two piercing beams of green light, mysterious and unfathomable. With his sea of green hair, this tall, imposing man radiated an almost demonic aura.

Indeed, he seemed the very incarnation of a demon, filled with the power of evil!

"You... you... you're the Yasha King?" Jin Sanyi felt cold sweat in his palms. Facing this nearly demonic youth, his heart held no confidence.

"Correct. He is the Heavenly King Yasha." An indifferent, emotionless voice came from the green-haired man's mouth, filled with absolute confidence.

"Was it you... who killed the Qilao siblings in just five moves?" Niu Ren shook his massive ox horns and asked.

"I have killed too many to count. I never ask their names, for they are not worthy of my asking." The Yasha King's eyes had no pupils, only dazzling green light. He was inutterably arrogant.

At this moment, even the battle between War King Jing Pu and the Golden Lion King paused. All eyes were on the unfathomable Yasha King.

Xiao Chen's heart churned. The Qilao siblings had fallen in battle. Though that name had not been spoken in years, he still remembered that old acquaintance.

The events of those years in Heavenly Emperor City of the Southern Wastes were vivid in his memory.

Qilao, Dugu Jianmo, Yuwen Feng, and Zhao Chongyang had been called the four strongest talents of the Southern Wastes. Years had passed, and their fates had diverged wildly. Xiao Chen had never imagined that Qilao and his sister Kanasi had been slain by the Yasha King in five moves.

The Fallen Angel King's enchanting laughter rang out. Her long, shapely legs appeared and disappeared in the haze, drawing much attention. Her slender waist and full bosom trembled with her laughter, stirring the heart.

"The Heavenly King Yasha's combat prowess truly shakes heaven and earth. Word of your fame today is well-deserved."

The Yasha King nodded toward the Fallen Angel King, then turned his gaze to the War Spirit, Liu Mu, and the others, revealing a grim murderous intent. "You killed the Sacred Dragon King and the Flying Corpse King?!"

Dark clouds rolled across the sky, darkness enveloping the earth. The Yasha King exuded an unimaginably terrible power as he fixed his eyes on Liu Mu and the rest. "I fought the Battle God King and was wounded, but killing you is still more than enough. Come at me together. Otherwise, when the Skeleton King and the others arrive, you won't have the slightest chance."

Such overweening confidence, born of his terrifying combat strength.

"You... you... mother! Kill! Let's all go... slaughter him!" Jin Sanyi swung his huge cleaver and charged first.

Liu Mu, Niu Ren, and the Green Dragon King advanced together. The War Spirit had lost all combat ability—his injuries were too severe.

"Today, I will break my fast! Come as many as you like!" Around the Yasha King, tangible killing intent soared to the heavens. His arrogant, overbearing aura suppressed all courage. His green hair whipped in the wind, his gaze like lightning, sharp and oppressive.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!..." Jin Sanyi, stuttering, roared from the front. But his body seemed blocked by an invisible divine force, unable to advance a single step.

"Seal space!" Liu Mu shouted, deploying his spatial divine ability. Azure light enveloped the Yasha King.

"Child's play! Break!" The Yasha King bellowed. The descending blue spatial energy shattered in an instant. He casually broke the spatial divine principle, regarded as a king among abilities, displaying his unfathomable terror.

"Yasha bastard, you've fallen for it!" Niu Ren shouted.

At that moment, Jin Sanyi, Liu Mu, Niu Ren, and the Green Dragon King had surrounded the hated Yasha King. A dazzling, radiant pearl shone in the sky, emitting thousands of auspicious rays, trapping the Yasha King within.

Then the four quickly retreated, regrouping.

"Demon-Suppressing Domain!" Liu Mu roared, continuously deploying spatial divine abilities. Using that pearl, he sealed the Yasha King within a seven-colored space. That region was completely locked down.

But the Yasha King's expression did not change at all. Calm as an ancient well, he said grimly, "Relying on a divine artifact to manifest the Demon-Suppressing Domain is merely a minor art. What can it do to me? At best, it will trap me for a quarter of an hour."

"Be... before... Niu Ren, you talk too much!" Jin Sanyi lewdly touched Niu Ren's horn. "If... if... I didn't have a plan, would I dare to strike at you?"

Niu Ren slapped his hand away. "I hope those weapons work."

"We have no choice but to try." With that, Liu Mu's hands moved rapidly. Spatial energy surged out, and within the sealed Demon-Suppressing Domain, a dazzling light suddenly blazed. The aura of annihilation exploded forth.

Inside the Demon-Suppressing Domain, a world-destroying power appeared. The blinding light forced even someone of Liu Mu's level to close his eyes, unable to bear it.

At the same time, Liu Mu tore open space, sending the Yasha King, pinned by the demon-suppressing divine artifact, into a different dimension. As the spatial rift closed, one could see countless black holes exploding around the Yasha King within the domain, unimaginable forces detonating around him.

The great spatial rift sealed quickly. Those in this world could no longer see the scene beyond.

"Holy... shit... That... that was too terrifying!" Jin Sanyi's peach-blossom eyes, usually lecherous, had lost their lustre.

Liu Mu's expression was solemn. "Those are weapons of destruction from a lost civilization. According to records, that extinct world developed such weapons but never dared use them."

"Be careful Zhao Lin'er doesn't use that kind of weapon against us," Niu Ren said, also showing a grave look.

They communicated through spiritual fluctuations, inaudible to others.

Although the dimensional space had been sealed, the mere traces of energy that leaked out had already caused unimaginably devastating shocks.

Fortunately, Liu Mu was there. He used his spatial divine ability to confine all the destructive energy and send it into another dimensional space.

At this moment, the War King, the Fallen Angel King, the Ant King, and the Lich King all exchanged glances. Such fearsome energy alarmed them. They did not know if the Yasha King would be killed by it.

"Kill!..."

Powerful spiritual pulses came from the distant sky. A deathly aura swept in, covering the earth. A Skeleton King, gleaming with milky-white divine light, led over a hundred skeleton soldiers flying through the air, charging in.

Then, from another direction, light surged into the sky, and countless Yasha and Flying Zombies came charging in.

"Roar..." Dragon cries shook the sky. Seven or eight Sacred Dragons attacked together from the horizon.

Further off, fearsome energy pulses of other alien kings were rapidly approaching.

The Yasha King's words had not been false. His powerful allies had all sent reinforcements.

"Brothers, kill... and get out of here!" Niu Ren roared.

Now, the Inverse Dragon King, the Black Dragon King, and the Golden Lion King also stopped holding back the Ant King and the Fallen Angel King, preparing to break out.

The alien kings had come too swiftly. With armies attacking, they had to retreat, and also be wary of the War King, Fallen Angel King, Ant King, and Lich King making a move.

Xiao Chen was also ready to break out. But at that moment, he felt a sudden weakness in his body. The power of the World of the Dead was pulling at him—he was about to turn from solid to void and disappear from this real world.

A flash of light, and Xiao Chen vanished from the sky. This startled the Lich King, who had been following close behind—he could not even tell how Xiao Chen had left.

Xiao Chen returned to the Bone Well. Around him, light glittered—shards of colored diamond bones.

He found that his cloth garments and iron armor had turned to ash during the spatial crossing, all gone. Moreover, his spatial ring had shattered, no doubt because it had been filled with dragon meat.

He knew that except for the sacred ring left by Ancestral Goddess Nuwa, other spatial rings could not carry items from the mortal world back. He had intended to use that ring to temporarily store dragon meat, planning to use the Nuwa Ring to bring it to the Divine Village later. But this time, he had been too hasty, and the ring was wasted.

Thankfully, Zhunti Daoist's Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree had not been destroyed; it was still with him.

Xiao Chen desperately wanted to return to the mortal realm to see the outcome of that battle. He needed to know if the virtually invincible Yasha King had been killed.

But using the Bone Well to enter the Nine Provinces had a time limit. After returning, he could not cross again for a full day and night.

Though anxious, he could only wait. He had certainly missed that great battle.

After a long day and night of waiting, the time finally passed. Xiao Chen appeared before and behind the Dead City, pausing not a moment. Clutching the Seven Treasures Wondrous Tree, he flew directly toward the battlefield from the day before.

But the great battle was already over. The mountain range below had been nearly destroyed, a scene of incomparable devastation.

Suddenly, he sensed a spiritual fluctuation. In the ruins, he discovered a skeleton whose fire seed had not yet been extinguished. He urgently demanded, "How did yesterday's battle end? Did the Yasha King die?"

"The Yasha King... how could he die..."

Xiao Chen's heart sank. This Yasha King was too terrifying. Trapped in the Demon-Suppressing Domain, bombarded by that destructive power, he had not died. He was truly fearsome beyond belief.

He learned bad news. The Yasha King and the alien kings had utterly routed Liu Mu, Jin Sanyi, the Black Dragon King, and the others. Their fate was unknown...