Chapter 293: The Celestial River Reveals Itself

In the distance, the Devil Emperor had not anticipated such a turn of events, and the changes happened too swiftly for him to abandon the Polestar King and come to aid. The Stabilizing Mystic King was indeed an old-school Heavenly King, with keen insight and ruthless tactics. He created opportunities out of impossibilities, dragging the two Great Princes along, once again altering the balance of power between Eternal Night and Dawn.

The Everburning Flame held the ancient book and was flying high in the sky. When he sensed the change, Zuo Sa had already fallen. However, when the Stabilizing Mystic King made his second move, the Everburning Flame had already discerned that his true target was the Wolf Ancestor. In that instant, he hesitated.

The Stabilizing Mystic King’s final grasp, at the cost of his life, was something the Everburning Flame did not dare to be certain he could break free from. Even if he was restrained for a moment, Qian Ye’s heavy blow would follow immediately. Qian Ye’s confrontation with the demonic race, even that speck of blackness, had alarmed the Everburning Flame. He would rather take a bullet from Manjushaka than touch that speck of blackness.

In that fleeting moment, the Everburning Flame chose to stand idly by.

Upon the Stabilizing Mystic King’s death, the Everburning Flame secretly sighed in relief. Without the almost unbreakable restraint and the secret arts that stripped away defenses, Qian Ye’s attack would be significantly weakened.

The Devil Emperor gave a bitter smile, and the blade in his hand faltered, unable to strike.

The Polestar King, given a chance to catch his breath, was content to withdraw slightly.

The Devil Emperor gazed at the Stabilizing Mystic King’s corpse, sighing deeply. “You always do this, always… even to yourselves. How can I trust you to coexist with the Holy Race?!”

The Polestar King replied slowly, “For the sake of the greater good, we must sacrifice ourselves. If you say we shouldn’t act this way, I don’t know how to respond.”

The Devil Emperor’s expression grew grim. “If it is so, then there is nothing more to discuss. Though I am injured, if I pay a bit more, I can still keep you all here. At that time, Eternal Night will still have two Holy Mountains, but what does your human race have?”

The Polestar King remained calm. “I came here without any intention of returning. If the Devil Emperor wishes to guide us, I will continue the legacy of my ancestors and fight.”

The Devil Emperor’s hand moved, and the Shocking Dream conjured a hundred-meter-long blade of light, slicing towards the Polestar King’s chest. The Polestar King deflected the blade with his sword, and they clashed once more.

On the other battlefield, the Everburning Flame ignited a ball of black fire in his hand, preparing the Deep Dark Blessing. Palochia, who had already fled, now returned to the battlefield, flanking the Everburning Flame.

Qian Ye stood still, gently pushing with both hands, sending the Stabilizing Mystic King’s body floating a few meters in front of him. He blew a wisp of dark golden energy, and dark golden flames immediately engulfed the Stabilizing Mystic King’s body. Even the Heavenly King’s body melted rapidly in the flames.

Neither the Everburning Flame nor Palochia moved, waiting for the Stabilizing Mystic King’s funeral rites to be completed. In the final battle, the Stabilizing Mystic King had won back all respect, a treatment befitting a top-tier powerhouse.

In a blink, the Stabilizing Mystic King’s body was gone, leaving only a trail of ash. Qian Ye reached out, gathering the ashes into his palm, and with a pinch, transformed them into a radiant gem, containing wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

Qian Ye pocketed the gem, saying, “Thank you for waiting.”

The Everburning Flame spoke slowly, “No need for thanks. We can afford to wait. The longer we delay, the more likely Your Majesty will defeat Ji Wentian. As the humans often say, time is on our side.”

Qian Ye asked, “Can I ask about Nighteye’s condition?”

“If you can survive and leave, go ask the Queen yourself. If you can’t, why worry so much?”

“True.” Qian Ye smiled radiantly. “But there is one thing you got wrong—time is always on my side!”

Suddenly, Qian Ye let out a long cry, and a stream of dark golden blood energy burst from his head, piercing the sky and vanishing into the unknown depths of the void!

The entire inner world began to tremble, and the heavens twisted, as if some terrifying entity was trying to break free from its seal.

In that moment, all the dark original forces resonated with the terrifying presence beyond the heavens, even the dark forces of the Everburning Flame and Palochia were drawn, as if they were about to burst forth from their bodies!

The two Great Princes were startled. The Everburning Flame suddenly recalled something, shouting, “He’s ascending! Act now, we must not let him complete it!”

The Everburning Flame fired three streaks of black fire, seemingly slow but actually fast, drifting towards Qian Ye. Palochia instantly appeared behind Qian Ye, condensing demonic energy into a spear, hurling it at Qian Ye’s back.

Qian Ye still stood with his hands behind his back, a speck of blackness appearing in his left hand, swirling around him.

The black speck moved slowly, turning everything it passed through into void. As Palochia’s demonic spear approached the black speck, it warped, stretching and elongating, but it couldn’t escape being sucked into the black speck. In an instant, the demonic spear, which contained Palochia’s full force, was drawn in and disappeared.

The black speck itself, however, remained unchanged, with no discernible size, as if it was infinitely small yet undeniably present. If it were small, it was also incredibly heavy, immeasurably so.

Palochia finally could not hide his fear. “What is this?”

The Everburning Flame could not answer.

The three streaks of black fire moving towards Qian Ye were unaffected by the black speck, focusing on the force and spiritual level attacks of the Deep Dark Blessing.

Three mirrors appeared in the air, capturing the three demonic fires, ultimately leading to the destruction of the mirrors and the dissipation of the fires. Under the combined assault, Qian Ye’s Manjushaka now matched the Deep Dark Blessing in power.

Qian Ye spat out another mouthful of blood, this time an eerie milky white. Despite being attacked by the two demonic Great Princes, spitting out just one mouthful of blood was something Qian Ye could be proud of.

The inner world trembled even more intensely, the ground cracking, and even the Holy Mountains shaking.

In the sky, a faint bulge appeared in the dome, as if some massive creature was trying to force its way into the world. Everything in the air deformed, even the black sun, which dented inward, with its outer edges stretching like dough being squeezed.

Such a scene could no longer be described as a natural phenomenon; it was akin to the end of the world!

Finally, the heavens shattered.

In that moment, not only the inner world, but countless other worlds and realms, wherever the original force reached, heard the roar of the waves.

The heavens cracked, revealing a gap.

Through the crack, a boundless expanse of water could be seen, surging forward with tremendous force.

Everyone saw different sights: the demonic races saw the water as demonic, the werewolves saw it as dark green, and the humans saw it as crimson.

Other worlds and other life forms likely saw something else.

All the Atharvans knelt down, praying, with many elders shedding tears of joy.

In Qian Ye’s eyes, beyond the crack, there was warmth and a call. It seemed he belonged there and should return.

He looked at himself, the cover of the Black Book where the blood core had completely turned into a crystal, large enough to penetrate the Black Book and connect with the Heavenly King Crystal in his heart.

But the blood core was empty, as if something was missing.

Qian Ye had a sudden realization, knowing that what was missing lay beyond the heavens. With a thought, he rose, floating towards the gap in the sky.

There, was the River of Blood.