C1106 Suppressing the Battlefield!

The chaos weighed heavily on Yu Yuan's spirit, leaving him feeling oppressed.

After a moment's consideration, he cast aside the Demon Blade and, wielding his Heavenly Soul, directed it to slaughter the weaker mutated monsters at will. His Heavenly Soul maintained a connection with the Demon Blade, aiding it in selecting its targets.

Yu Yuan then soared into the Evil Cauldron, positioning himself at its rim. He beckoned to Yu Ying, his grandmother in this life, guiding her into the cauldron before allowing it to ascend slowly into the sky.

Before long, the cauldron reached a level even with the Destruction Fortress.

Chen Qinghuang and he exchanged glances across the void before simultaneously, and seemingly in unison, turning their gazes downward to survey the landscape of the Plover Realm.

Nearly half of the Plover Realm was shrouded in bitter cold and darkness. The remaining land and skies teemed with beings from various tribes, human cultivators, mutated monsters, Yin Corpses, and Asura Clan warriors.

Every corner was engulfed in brutal combat, with lives being lost at every turn.

Yu Yuan allowed himself to coolly take in the battlefield, observing the unfolding scene. He noted President Lyi of the Babel Chamber of Commerce issuing continuous orders for a retreat away from the Death Nest, yet he made no move to shatter the realm barrier to lead everyone to safety.

The crystalline realm barrier, chilling to the bone, was undeniably robust.

Nevertheless, Yu Yuan was unconvinced that such a barrier could confine powerhouses like President Lyi or Zhongli.

The barrier's primary function seemed to be to limit those of Seventh and Eighth Level bloodlines and Yang God-level cultivators.

From the current state of affairs, it was clear that it wouldn't be long before the Frost Energy from the Dark Domain engulfed the entirety of the Plover Realm.

When that happened, the Asuras' combat prowess within the Dark Domain would reach its zenith!

Conversely, the strength of other races caught in the Frost Energy would be significantly diminished.

Given this disparity, the various tribes remaining in the Plover Realm might not even suffice as fodder for the incoming Asuras, not to mention the mutated monsters and numerous Yin Corpses, which were less susceptible to the Frost Energy.

"President Lyi is not the least bit flustered," Yu Yuan mused.

Suddenly, from the nearby Destruction Fortress, Chen Qinghuang's voice emerged, catching Yu Yuan off guard as she deftly pulled at the Evil Cauldron with her delicate hand.

The Evil Cauldron suddenly descended into the fortress.

Yu Yuan, harboring doubts, stepped away from the Evil Cauldron and stood beside her. He exchanged nods with Ann Ziqing, Luo Yue, Elena, and others, while also discreetly observing President Lyi.

President Lyi, hovering in the air with his hands clasped behind him, was issuing commands non-stop.

He orchestrated the retreat of various clans in a particular direction, enlisting the help of Zhongli, Lvliu, and others to facilitate an orderly withdrawal for the Asura and other formidable beings from different races, following his guidance.

President Lyi maintained a serene demeanor, his voice soothing, each word seemingly imbued with a calming magic.

Despite the fact that many visitors had already perished in the Plover Realm, victims of the Asura and mutated monsters, those who heard his voice instinctively felt a glimmer of hope for a turnaround.

Yu Yuan watched for a while, finding it all very peculiar.

"What is he waiting for?"

Ann Ziqing, after observing for some time, also sensed something amiss and developed her own theories. "I have a faint feeling that President Lyi and the Divine Soul Sect are up to something. What we're witnessing are merely the overt moves of the Asura King, the Great Demon God Grec, and the Chaos Roc."

"The Divine Soul Sect and the Babel Chamber of Commerce haven't revealed any of their power so far."

"That certainly defies common sense."

The future leader of the Blood God Cult stood tall beside Yu Yuan and Chen Qinghuang, her eyes like precious stones, radiating a captivating brilliance. "I've seen an endless sea of blood beyond our realm, likely conjured by the Great Demon God Grec."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yuan involuntarily gazed at the crystalline barrier.

But he saw nothing.

"It's not just a sea of blood; the Chaos Roc has also shown its true form," Chen Qinghuang said softly, her hand as white as jade reaching out to touch the energy layer of the Destruction Fortress.

A light shield, capable of revealing celestial phenomena, materialized from nowhere.

Within it, a vast blood-colored ocean was indeed slowly advancing toward the Plover Realm.

The sight of the blood-colored ocean through the light shield sent shivers down Yu Yuan's spine, and the Life Altar within him stirred with a fear of being overwhelmed.

Without a second thought, Yu Yuan knew that within that blood-red sea, the Great Demon God Grec was undoubtedly present, along with a "Life Altar" akin to the one within his own body that Grec had been born with.

"Take a look at this."

Chen Qinghuang, with a gesture as delicate as a green onion shoot, pointed to another area of the light shield. Yu Yuan focused his gaze and saw the scene shift, revealing a colossal fish that defied his wildest imagination.

This behemoth was a creature he had once encountered in the Ember Waters, the primordial form of the Chaos Roc.

Now, the fish displayed within the light shield dwarfed the Plover Realm. It seemed capable of swallowing the entire realm in one voracious gulp.

"Is this the true form of the Chaos Roc?" Elena, Lulu, Old Cash, and the others watched from a distance, their faces etched with astonishment.

"It's not even the Chaos Roc's mightiest state," the Luan Bird Queen, heir to the Secular Bird's legacy, inhaled deeply, her voice tinged with awe. "From the ancient memories of the Secular Bird that I've assimilated, the Chaos Roc's most formidable form is about five times the size of the Plover Realm."

"At the dawn of the Chaos Void, the combat prowess of a Starry Behemoth was often linked to its size."

"This suggests that even after breaking free from the Ember Waters' seal and bursting into the Outland Star River, the Chaos Roc has yet to fully reclaim its lost strength."

With a flick of her finger, the light shield vanished, taking the images with it.

Yu Yuan's expression grew somber as he pondered in silence.

Time was swiftly slipping by. The Frost Energy pouring from the Death Nest had gradually claimed nearly two-thirds of the Plover Realm's territory.

Many of the realm's elite and powerful had perished without realizing it.

Yu Yuan's original target, the Child of Forest Kennard, had been slain by a group of Asuras from the Dark Domain. His guardian, Arlene, fell to the onslaught of mutated monsters and Yin Corpses. Mia, a fellow Dark Elfkind elder, had narrowly escaped the forest thanks to Jun Chen's intervention.

Gradually, the mutated monsters, Yin Corpses, and Asura warriors were gaining an overwhelming advantage, even beyond the reach of the Dark Domain's Frost Energy.

Curiously, the skies above the Death Nest's location remained clear of the oppressive darkness.

Fisher, the esteemed Grand Elder of the Void Spirit Succubus Clan, knelt devoutly upon the Heaven Opening Divine Stone, her head bowed as she murmured incantations in an indecipherable tongue.

Beneath her feet, divine light spread endlessly like ripples across a pond.

She seemed to be harnessing the power of the Heaven Opening Divine Stone to forge a new world.

"How does it feel to have your possessions toyed with?"

The Ghost King, Tianzang, materialized out of thin air just outside the Destruction Fortress. He had conjured the Blue Devil Clan's Aura Altar, his towering demonic form crafted from Mingdu's flesh. Below the altar, the Muddy Devil Embryo pulsed with a chaotic energy so intense it could make one feel nauseous.

He laughed heartily, blissfully unaware of the impending disaster. "That old woman made a fool of you, and you're not even mad?"

"I have no desire to delve into that darkness, nor to risk it all, and thus I cannot reclaim the Dragon Slash Platform," Yu Yuan replied with impatience.

"I have a message for you," Tianzang said, smiling.

"What message?" Yu Yuan asked, his brow furrowed.

The next moment, he watched Tianzang's lips move without making a sound.

A voice that seemed to reach directly into his soul followed, "He said that not even the gods of the Eon Realm could wrest the Dragon Slash Platform from your grasp."

The words thundered through Yu Yuan's Consciousness Little World like celestial thunder.

A spark of memory within the Yin God was forcibly shattered.

An ancient breath, sealed for eons, sought to emerge from within his Yin God, striving to construct a complete and vast spectral soul, signifying a form of awakening.

With a sudden gasp, Fisher, prostrate upon the Heaven Opening Divine Stone, spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed into unconsciousness.

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