Chapter: The Arrival of Die Yuan
The chapter begins with the members of the Righteous Alliance and the Demonic Alliance gathered together. Elders, disciples, generals, and even Demon Kings are all looking in the same direction.
At that moment, Yuixa kneels in midair and respectfully speaks.
"Master, everyone is ready. You can come here and refine everything."
Suddenly, cracks begin to appear in the sky. At first, the crack is small, and a small human hand emerges from it.
Before anyone can react, that hand grabs the entire sky and tears it apart!
A figure slowly steps out from the crack. Just the aura released by this person is enough to terrify every cultivator present, whether they belong to the Righteous Alliance or the Demonic Alliance.
A short while ago, one of the Demon Generals had been confidently trying to persuade someone to join the alliance. But after witnessing this terrifying scene, he is completely stunned. He cannot understand what has just happened.
The figure finally emerges completely.
It is none other than Die Yuan!
Die Yuan first looks at his new disciple, then glances at the members of the Demonic Alliance before turning his gaze toward the Righteous Alliance. He looks at both sides with a casual expression.
"Oh, it seems a war was about to break out here. Disciple, it looks like we arrived at the wrong time."
"You are right, Master. Judging by their expressions, it looks as though they have seen a ghost!"
"Hahaha! Yes, disciple, you are absolutely right."
Die Yuan then remembers something and asks, "By the way, didn't you tell me that a woman killed your father and you, leaving you as the only survivor?"
"Yes, Master."
"But I don't see that woman here. Perhaps she is hiding among these sheep."
"Hmm, perhaps she became frightened after seeing you, disciple."
"No, Master. I think they are frightened by your aura."
"Hahaha! You really know how to talk, disciple."
After laughing for a moment, Die Yuan's expression suddenly changes. A sinister smile appears on his face.
"Very well. Since someone dared to hurt my disciple, I will destroy his entire sect and clan!"
At that moment, an elder from the Heavenly Void Sect steps forward and shouts angrily.
"How dare you—!"
However, before he can finish his sentence, Die Yuan makes a move.
The Level 9 Martial Supreme elder is instantly eliminated in midair. His body disintegrates into dust, which scatters through the sky.
Witnessing this terrifying display of power, the other elders begin to tremble with fear.
Die Yuan speaks calmly.
"I don't like wasting time talking."
He raises his hand and places it at a particular angle. Then, with nothing more than the power of a single finger, he forces all the elders and members of the Righteous Alliance to their knees.
The entire alliance is suppressed by a single finger!
Next, Die Yuan takes out an artifact known as the Primordial Soul-Swallowing Satchel.
He opens its mouth and points it toward the mortals gathered before him.
An enormous suction force erupts from the artifact, swallowing the mortals one after another until the entire group disappears inside it.
After putting the artifact away, Die Yuan looks at the remaining cultivators and smiles.
"I'll leave you people alive for now. My disciple can deal with you later."
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A Mysterious Figure Appears
The scene suddenly shifts to another world.
Inside a dark and mysterious place, a man named Zane Walker sits quietly.
His cultivation level is unknown.
Zane looks into the darkness and mutters to himself.
"Hmm. It seems there are no truly powerful individuals in this Lower World. I suppose I'll have to begin my plan myself."
Just then, ten mysterious shadows appear behind him.
They look like the silhouettes of ten powerful individuals, although their true forms remain hidden.
These are not ordinary subordinates. They represent ten mysterious beings who may possess the power to challenge the Heavens themselves.
Their identities and true strength remain unknown.
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Die Yuan Faces the Righteous Alliance
The scene returns to Die Yuan.
He looks at the Primordial Soul-Swallowing Satchel and speaks casually.
"Hmm. This should be enough for now."
He then turns his attention toward the cultivators of the Righteous Alliance.
"Are you people interested in this?"
The members of the Righteous Alliance immediately understand what he means. He is provoking them, practically inviting them to attack.
Suddenly, an elder steps forward and shouts furiously.
"Aaaaaah! I am a righteous cultivator! I will never die pretending to be a weakling like you demonic cultivators! Even if I have to die today, I will show you the true strength of righteous cultivators!"
As he speaks, a gigantic yellow figure resembling a lion manifests behind him.
The elder gathers his power and declares proudly,
"With this lion manifestation, I will—"
Before he can finish his sentence, Die Yuan extends a single finger.
A gigantic finger-shaped projection appears and crushes both the elder and his lion manifestation.
The attack is so overwhelming that not even a recognizable part of the elder's body remains.
The other elders are horrified.
"Attack him! Quickly!"
Immediately, they scatter in different directions and begin preparing their attacks.
Die Yuan watches them with interest.
"Hmm. I would also like to see what you people can do against me."
The elders join forces and combine their strength to create an incredibly powerful Yin-Yang Formation.
Their intention is clear. Since Die Yuan is a demonic cultivator, they believe that the Yin-Yang Formation will counter his demonic power and inflict severe damage upon him.
However, Die Yuan simply stands there, watching silently. He wants to see how far these cultivators can push him.
An enormous amount of energy begins fluctuating throughout the battlefield.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Heavenly Void Sect become excited.
"Yes! Our elders are invincible!"
"This technique will definitely defeat that demon!"
The Yin-Yang Formation releases an immense wave of energy. The elders combine their powers and direct the full force of the formation toward Die Yuan.
The devastating attack strikes him directly.
A massive cloud of dust and smoke rises, completely obscuring his figure.
Seeing this, the elders and disciples begin to celebrate.
"He must have been injured!"
"That's right! Even that demon couldn't possibly withstand such an attack without suffering damage!"
They watch the smoke with hopeful expressions, waiting for Die Yuan to emerge wounded.
Slowly, however, the dust begins to settle.
The expressions on the disciples' faces gradually change.
Their excitement turns into confusion.
Their confusion turns into fear.
Because when the smoke finally clears, Die Yuan is standing in the exact same place.
He hasn't suffered even the slightest injury.
The combined attack of the elders has done absolutely nothing to him!
Die Yuan looks at them and speaks calmly.
"Now, it's my turn."
He takes out another artifact: the Primordial Soul-Swallowing Bottle.
Black energy continuously pours out of the bottle, filling the surrounding air with an ominous atmosphere.
Die Yuan raises the bottle toward the sky and smiles.
"This bottle of mine will devour every cultivator present today and use their power to advance to a new level!"
At this moment, both the elders and the disciples finally understand the situation.
They realize that they may not survive this battle.
Just as despair begins to spread throughout the battlefield, a powerful voice suddenly echoes through the air.
"Who said you could kill my disciples?"
The voice continues, filled with killing intent.
"I don't know where today's demonic cultivators obtained such terrifying power, but it doesn't matter."
"Today, you will die by my hands!"