C982 Descendants
The current leader of the Sacred Hands sect approached Yu Yuan with a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. At that moment, the warriors of the Otherkin and the archdemons had lost control, plunging into a renewed bloody battle, drawing the attention of the Golden Elephant God, Beru, and other formidable beings.
Aside from a few individuals like Tian Zang, Zhou You, and Luo Yue, no one else was keeping a watchful eye on Yu Yuan. However, Yu Yuan himself was suddenly gripped by a strong sense of foreboding.
He pressed the Dragon Slaying Stage, entombing the Chronowyrm, towards the void in front of him. The sharp-edged, gray-white stone cleaved open a dazzling Time Gate, forcibly pulling through a frost wyrm that rightfully belonged near the Ebon Star.
With scales shimmering like Ice Shards and eyes that bore an icy chill, the nearly hundred-meter-long frost wyrm seemed to be under the control of another Dragon Slaying Stage in Yu Yuan's possession. It let out a low growl and lunged at Shi Yuxuan with a ferocious bite.
With a whoosh, the dragon's breath and ice energy released from within its body solidified into streams of silver light, mingling Ice Shards, icicles, and beams of light, as if transforming into a multitude of smaller frost wyrms.
Shi Yuxuan, whose stature was significantly smaller compared to even the smallest frost wyrm, maintained his smile. Under the astonished gazes of Yu Yuan, Tian Zang, Luo Yue, and Zhou You, he walked straight through the body of the eighth-level frost wyrm.
Crack! Crack! Crack! The mighty creature suddenly fell apart, bursting into a pile of glittering ice remains. The silver light, forged from the dragon's breath and ice power, faded away without a trace.
Yu Yuan's face turned ashen. Shi Yuxuan's bizarre behavior convinced everyone that the leader of the Sacred Hands had been overtaken by some alien entity.
Creak! The shattered ice remains, left in Shi Yuxuan's wake, unexpectedly reassembled, resurrecting the beast. It unleashed a breath akin to a blizzard of Ice Shards at the Ghost King, Luo Yue.
Luo Yue's face paled, and she was just about to scorn the audacity of a mere eighth-level frost wyrm for daring to strike at her when the Ice Shard storm transformed. Each shard, now dotted with droplets of oddly colored blood, signaled a profound and earth-shattering transformation of the bloodline mysteries inherent to the frost wyrm.
Luo Yue, possessing the strength of the Ghost King, unexpectedly lost her connection with the Land of Terror amidst a peculiar storm.
The Ice Shard storm ensnared the frost wyrm, whose massive tail swept across, flinging Qi Yunhong, Qin Yun, and others who were desperately approaching, far into the sky.
Zhou You's expression was grave as he extended his empty hand forward.
The teleportation circle he had constructed with Yan Qiling began to twinkle and spin, casting forth streams of Spatial Serpentflame.
Under Zhou You's command, the teleportation circle morphed into a lethal, crystal-clear Four Directions Platform with razor-sharp edges.
The platform's surface was so sharp that the Spatial Serpentflame could slice through the flesh of a ninth-level Blood Warrior, challenging even the most skilled Unbound cultivators to exert their full strength.
The crystal-clear Four Directions Platform charged directly at Shi Yuxuan's chest, mysteriously vanishing seven times along the way.
These seven disappearances were the work of Zhou You's space magic, allowing the Four Directions Platform to traverse through space seven times, evading Shi Yuxuan's soul lock.
On its final reappearance, the crystal-clear platform halted just half a meter from Shi Yuxuan's chest.
Shi Yuxuan let out a soft chuckle.
A bizarre surge of vitality emerged from beneath his chest, capable of distorting space, altering the flow of time, and turning the world upside down.
Simultaneously.
Yu Yuan, seated atop the world's mightiest dragon vein and clutching two Dragon Slaying Stages, felt the scarlet Altar of Rebirth on his chest shudder violently.
He couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.
His organs seemed to shift out of place, and fractures appeared throughout his body, including his skull—except for his arm bones, which bore numerous sword marks.
With a thunderous crash.
Canli of the Dawnbringers, as if struck by a soul and flesh assault, collapsed, unable to rise.
This beacon of hope for the Dawnbringers had also sustained grave injuries.
She lost consciousness immediately.
At that moment, her garments emitted layer upon layer of intricate and mysterious patterns of light, enveloping her like a sea. They radiated pure, sacred, and majestic energy, seemingly working at top speed to help her stabilize her condition.
The crystal-clear Four Directions Platform, created by the teleportation circle, halted right in front of Shi Yuxuan's chest. Shi Yuxuan smiled and extended a finger to tap the platform lightly. As he did so, his gaze shifted to Zhou You. Zhou You's Mindscape was overwhelmed by an endless deluge of blood from all living beings. Even a being as formidable as Zhou You felt his soul sustain a severe blow the instant his eyes locked with Shi Yuxuan's.
With a flick of Shi Yuxuan's finger, the Four Directions Platform spun off, hurtling towards Ann Wen, who was hastening towards the scene. The platform struck the blood river Ann Wen had formed with unerring precision. Within the river, Ann Wen grunted as he found his physical and spiritual essence fragmented, unable to immediately coalesce.
Unperturbed, Shi Yuxuan continued to advance, a smile playing on his lips, the picture of ease. He was steadily closing the gap between himself and Yu Yuan.
Nearby, seven massive yellow Direfang Tigers perched atop their evilkind totem-poles let out a collective roar, demanding, "Who are you?" One of the tigers, entwined with a totem-pole, wrenched it from the earth and hurled it towards Shi Yuxuan.
Shi Yuxuan did not even glance up as the totem-pole bore down on him. At the last moment, an indistinct blood-colored beam of light burst forth from his crown. The nature of the creature that the blood-red light represented was a mystery, but it met the totem-pole in a violent clash. The totem-pole, as fragile as a child's plaything, shattered instantly. The blast also obliterated an important avatar of the current chieftain of the Direfang Tiger Clan, reducing it to a cloud of yellow mist, a gruesome mix of bone shards and organ fragments.
The remaining six Direfang Tigers let out a chorus of anguished cries.
Shi Yuxuan remained undisturbed, his gaze fixed emotionlessly on Yu Yuan, his eyes as serene as the depths of a still pond. He continued his approach, each step deliberate and unyielding.
A bizarre transformation suddenly took over the large cloud of yellow blood mist hovering above. A new, massive yellow tiger emerged, reborn from its own flesh and shattered bones. Its eyes blazed with uncontrollable crimson light as it growled menacingly, charging at the other six duplicates of itself.
Meanwhile, the fractured totem pole of the evilkind had been utterly destroyed, beyond any hope of restoration.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Seven giant yellow tigers clashed ferociously at the entrance to the forbidden area, biting and tearing at one another. Remarkably, the tiger that had resurrected from a cloud of its own blood held its own against six adversaries, swiftly killing another of its kind.
The fallen tiger was soon resurrected, joining forces with its slayer. Now, as two, they faced the remaining five.
This series of chilling transformations weighed heavily on the hearts of Tian Zang, Cao Jiaze, Ann Wen, and the King of Wraiths, among others. It became clear that the Otherkin warriors and the archdemon had fallen under the influence of the newcomers from the Hellmouth.
These newcomers, bearing the face and form of Shi Yuxuan, had successfully completed their possession.
"Body possession, the work of the Sky Fiend!" Beru, the Starfallen Oracle of the Starborn, stared grimly at Tian Zang and the three Demon Gods.
Sidla, Mitts, and Adler appeared bewildered. Clearly, they were unaware of the details and had received no communication from within their ranks.
"Is that you, Grec?" Tian Zang, with a mix of bitterness and helplessness, was compelled to invoke the Blood Altar once more. He gazed at Shi Yuxuan, who was drawing near to Yu Yuan, and asked, "What brings you to the Everlands?"
At his words, the spiritually wise leaders of the Otherkin and many Unbound cultivators felt a shiver run through their souls.
