C1102 Only Death!!
Lim Zhuyun let out a gentle sigh, as if awakening from a prolonged, harrowing dream.
She attempted to move her limbs and, with a series of crackling sounds, fingernail-sized Ice Soul Crystals melded into her flesh and blood. They acted like the most nourishing snow lotuses in existence, aiding in the reconstruction of her body.
A part of her consciousness ventured into her own realm of Qi and blood, where she observed her once frozen life force now fully refined.
The issue that had plagued her for years, her frail physique, was resolved in an instant thanks to the Ice Soul Crystals.
In her earlier years, the lingering malevolent thoughts of the Freezing Devaputra that had sought to consume her were shattered by the cold and transformed into memories. These memories integrated with her Yin God, Heavenly Soul, and primary soul.
Having survived the ordeal, she gradually discovered her condition improving at an astonishing rate.
She even felt that with additional Ice Soul Crystals, she could refine a Yang God body and attain her long-sought ideal state.
The numerous imperfections and defects of her own body had been purged and remolded by that nightmarish experience.
A bizarre chuckle echoed from her heart lake.
The sound originated from the Starry Behemoth, the Chaos Roc, a voice she had become familiar with in the Boundless Great World.
"So, it all makes sense now..."
Before long, she sat upright, piecing together the sequence of events.
In the grand palaces of the Djinn Clan, amidst the wreckage of warships, she had absorbed the mottled life force containing the hidden power of Grec, the current leader of the Blood Devil Clan.
Moreover, she had been secretly endowed with a mysterious cold ability by the Asura King.
Deep within the starry expanse, these two supreme beings had conspired, using her as a vessel to stage an elaborate charade in the Plover Realm, deceiving all its inhabitants.
Yet, from this deception, she reaped an unexpected fortune.
The residual strength of the Asura King was sufficient for her to forge a Yang God body in the foreseeable future!
Grec, the master of manipulating flesh and blood, had also left behind a force to help her cleanse her marrow and transform her once weak constitution, laying a new foundation for her advancement.
Behind the gifts from the Asura King and Grec, of course, loomed the silhouette of the Chaos Roc...
Sensing something profound, she abruptly looked beyond her realm. In that moment, her vision seemed to penetrate the crystalline barrier, catching a glimpse of the Chaos Roc on the other side.
"This young lady is quite impressive," remarked the Chaos Roc, who had transformed into a gaunt old man, as he sat on a floating meteorite beyond the realm. He was speaking to the Yin Corpse King, admiring Lim Zhuyun. "She has potential. I'll keep watching her."
The meteorite they were on was the same one they had used to traverse the starry skies, vast as a continent and featuring an ocean reminiscent of the Ember Waters.
From the islands within this ocean, a host of eerie beings enveloped in a miasma of death surged forth like an army. Among them were human cultivators, formidable demons, and predominantly warriors from various races, with the majority being of the Seventh and Eighth Levels. A select few had once possessed the strength of the Ninth Level.
Additionally, numerous corpses from different races had taken the place of the Yin Corpses, now interred across various burial sites on the island. Those who had fallen to the Chaos Roc's slaughter and held any value were now entombed within.
The Yin Corpses and the mutated monsters perched on the desolate grey trees maintained a clear divide, each side keeping to itself as they drew nearer to the Plover Realm.
At this moment, the eyes of countless mutated monsters glowed with a sinister red light, signaling that all had been corrupted by the Great Demon God Grec, transformed into his blood puppets, and were now wreaking havoc under his command.
The Chaos Roc was acutely aware that the Great Demon God had taken residence within one of these mutated monsters, though he was uncertain which one.
"The Asura King and the Asuras from the Dark Domain are within the realm, while the Plover Realm is under siege by the Dark Domain's Frost Energy. Outside, we have the Great Demon God Grec, his legion of mutated monsters, you, Master, and the Yin Corpses I've refined," he observed.
The Yin Corpse King shook his head in dismay. "The Death Nest of the Secular Bird has become a conduit to the Dark Domain, making it impossible for the Divine Soul Sect's mightiest to arrive in a flash. At present, I see no strategy the Chamber of Commerce or the Divine Soul Sect could employ to avert the impending disaster facing the Plover Realm."
"We must never underestimate the Divine Soul Sect," declared the Chaos Roc with gravity.
The Yin Corpse King was taken aback.
"Having not lived through the era when the five great Divine Kings dominated the galaxy, you can't possibly fathom their level of terror," the Chaos Roc continued, narrowing his eyes. "Consider this: why have I still not ventured into the Plover Realm? It's because I lack confidence."
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As President Lyi, Zhongli, Jun Chen, and the Green Willow Demon made their way toward the Death Nest, the weaker clansmen, who had been instructed by President Lyi to converge there, were simultaneously withdrawing in the opposite direction.
The reason was clear...
The Death Nest, restored by Chen Qinghuang and Yu Yuan, was now engulfed in intense, frigid darkness. The swirling Frost Energy from the Dark Domain, like bellowing black dragons, surged in every direction.
Roaring fiercely!
Armored Asuras, towering and formidable, emerged from the shadows like enraged beasts.
No longer lurking unseen in the darkness, they now stood boldly outside the Death Nest, brandishing enormous sabers, double-bladed axes, and lightning spears over two meters in length.
Each Asura, whether of the Ninth Level or Eighth Level, radiated an intense aura of merciless slaughter.
"Kill!"
This time, there was no Asura King offering clemency; every Asura that stepped into the Realm swung their blades without hesitation.
Their stance made it clear that the Asura King, whose authoritative and profound voice had once echoed throughout the Plover Realm, had no intention of backing down!
It was not a matter of sparing the human cultivators and the formidable demons who dared to enter the Plover Realm.
He had arrived, intent on severely punishing all traitors who dared accept the invitations from the Chamber of Commerce and the Divine Soul Sect!
The battle erupted instantaneously!
Yu Yuan, who had retreated with Lulu and Old Cash, glared at the thick darkness, unable to spot Fisher's whereabouts.
He was aware that the Asura King and Fisher's strategy had triumphed.
The Ice Concubine had successfully refined and constructed the Frost Well within the Dark Domain. The Frost Energy and the forces of time and space from the Dragon Slash Platform had bridged the Dark Domain and the Plover Realm.
He could no longer sense the presence of the Dragon Slash Platform.
"Chen Qinghuang..."
He looked at the Luan Bird Queen with a complex expression, noting her unusual calmness amidst the chaos. "I have just one question for you. Were you involved in this? Are you, like Fisher, secretly conspiring with the Asura King and Grec?"
His doubts were unavoidable.
Without his return to the Plover Realm, the Ice Concubine on the Dragon Slash Platform, and the shattered Frost Well, the true passage could not have been opened.
Chen Qinghuang had repeatedly urged him to reconsider his choices...
Now, he even suspected that her persuasions were a form of seduction and temptation!
"I had no part in this. I am as surprised by these events as you are," she stated, her voice betraying a trace of anger beneath her regal phoenix coronet. With a dismissive wave of her hand, she sought to demonstrate her innocence.
"Destruction Fire!"
The Destruction Fortress, commandeered by the Winged Race, appeared in the sky, releasing Flowing Flames that descended upon the fortress.
Several Eighth Level Asura warriors, fresh from the Dark Domain, found themselves engulfed in the flames.
The Asura, wailing in agony, retreated into the thick, dark cold, using the Dark Domain's Frost Energy to quench the Flowing Flames, their screams of pain echoing through the air.
"I will slay the Asura for using my Death Nest without my consent," Chen Qinghuang declared, levitating toward the Destruction Fortress. She gestured toward Lulu, Old Cash, and the others, "Yu Yuan, I will guide those you've chosen. I'll do everything in my power to keep them safe."
Yu Yuan, momentarily taken aback, quickly instructed, "Luo Yue, Lulu, Ann Ziqing, follow her lead and get to the fortress!"
He trusted that the fortress, once bearing the Death Nest, could offer some protection against the Frost Energy of the Dark Domain, making it a relatively safer haven.
"Do as he says!"
Luo Yue swiftly seized Lulu, their figures streaking toward the Destruction Fortress like a luminous rainbow.
"I won't bother saving those invited by the Chamber of Commerce and the Divine Soul Sect from across the Starfield," Chen Qinghuang declared, her hands moving gracefully as she guided Lulu, Old Cash, and the rest with beams of light. "After all, I'm curious to witness their demise here. The legacy and wisdom I've embraced are the three great powers of the Secular Bird."
The Secular Bird was pursued to this Starfield by the Tenth Level powerhouses of their tribe and was slain within the Plover Realm!
Regardless of whether she can be resurrected, I am aware of her dying wish. She desired that the descendants of the clans who had besieged and caused her demise would also perish in the very place she fell.
The Luan Bird Queen expressed her thoughts with a chilling detachment.
A century millennia past, the Luan Bird was besieged and killed here by the Tenth Level pinnacle experts from various clans.
She is the heir, the one who has grasped and received the three great legacies of the Luan Bird. It is her duty to fulfill the Luan Bird's wishes and eradicate the elite warriors of the foreign races.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Giant gray withered trees, striking against the crystalline barrier of the Plover Realm, seemed to gain acceptance and recognition. With the shimmering of ice ripples, these withered trees materialized within the Plover Realm.
Then, a swarm of mutated monsters, their eyes glowing red, detached from the withered branches and plummeted like falling stars.
"Mutated monsters!"
"My God! There are so many, and they're not even fighting each other!"
"The red glow in their eyes indicates they've been domesticated by the Great Demon God Grec, turned into blood puppets!"
"We're finished."
"Curse you, Fisher!"
Amidst the clamor, Yu Yuan saw a horde of mutated monsters descending near him, charging at him with reckless abandon.
The red glow in the pupils of the mutated monsters gave Yu Yuan the unsettling sensation of being covertly observed by the Great Demon God Grec.
"Fight to the death!"
Without further thought, Yu Yuan unsheathed the Demon Blade, Blood Prison, gripping the handle with both hands. As the Life Altar activated, a torrent of vital essence transformed into a river of blood, surging into the Demon Blade.
The Demon Blade blazed with a radiant blood-red light, and countless blood souls howled, causing even Yu Yuan, their master, to feel overwhelmed.
With no particular technique or pattern, he instinctively slashed at the oncoming mutated monsters.
Rivers of blood materialized, ensnaring several non-human warriors with Seventh Level bloodlines. Accompanied by the ghastly sound of bones cracking, the mutated monsters were devoured as if by savage blood beasts, their bones and flesh chewed to oblivion.
Yu Yuan, gripping the Demon Blade tightly, sensed additional specks of blood-red light flickering within the Blood Prison inside the blade.
