How vast is the land of a hundred provinces?
In just a few short days, such an immense territory has been darkened, signifying the deaths of countless living beings, reduced to corpses—this is undoubtedly a great calamity.
To this day, the identity of the enemy remains unknown, their origins unclear. Yet, in an instant, an ocean of lives has been extinguished. This is a storm of black terror.
Shi Hao stood in the distance, his brow deeply furrowed. He opened his Heavenly Eye and observed for a long time. A chill crept up his spine, and his scalp prickled with unease.
What he witnessed now far exceeded his expectations!
In the darkness, shadowy figures moved—countless beings, a vast army of dark creatures. Yet, upon closer inspection, they seemed familiar, as if he had seen them before.
“Could it be… they…” His voice was unnatural, his mind conjuring a horrifying possibility.
Shi Hao remained silent, his gaze intensifying as he sought confirmation.
A few creatures drew near, stepping out of the dark zone, allowing a clear view. Their hair was disheveled, black blood dripped from their lips, and their eyes were hollow.
Behind them, a black flood dragon slithered through the mountains like a colossal serpent, its body as thick as a water vat. With a single bite, it devoured their bodies, blood spurting violently.
*Flap! Flap! Flap!*
In the sky, a swarm of fire crows descended, their wings beating furiously, blotting out the heavens as they dove down, engulfing the flood dragon in an instant, pecking at its flesh.
In moments, the scene became a bloody nightmare.
The black flood dragon was a savage beast, fiercely resisting, thrashing its body and smashing many of the fire crows—creatures capable of incinerating mountains—into pulp and shattered bones.
But it was no match for the sheer numbers. Thousands upon thousands of fire crows, each powerful, spat flames, their beaks razor-sharp, capable of shattering mountains with a single strike.
Before long, the flood dragon was overwhelmed, its flesh devoured, leaving only a massive white skeleton behind.
In this region, the dark creatures moved chaotically, often clashing with one another, each seeking to kill the other.
Shi Hao’s unease deepened, for these creatures bore an uncanny resemblance—no, they were identical—to the beings of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
He remained silent, his eyes locked onto the scene.
A large group of humanoid creatures approached the edge, growing more active where the dark mist thinned, allowing a clearer view.
Their attire, their garments—they were nearly identical to those of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, sharing the same style and lineage.
A great number of them emerged from the dark zone, stirring waves of black mist and gusts of foul wind, like the march of the most vicious ancient beasts.
Their murderous aura made one’s skin crawl—this was an omen of great calamity.
They were humanoid, many indistinguishable from humans themselves!
*Boom!*
One of them wielded an iron staff, striking with such force that a towering mountain, ten thousand zhang high, was reduced to dust, exploding into nothingness.
There was no denying it—these dark creatures were formidable!
One after another, they moved in groups, clashing intermittently between different factions.
“Their attire isn’t just similar to the beings of the Three Thousand Provinces—it’s identical!” Shi Hao’s heart pounded violently, his unease growing.
He felt his worst fears confirmed—the most terrifying possibility had come to pass.
“Those corpses… they’ve come back to life!” Though he wished to deny it, the evidence was undeniable. The distance was too close, the sight too clear.
Their garments, their appearances—they were no different from the various races of the Three Thousand Provinces. They were the same.
Their battle-worn armor, stained with black blood, bore the marks of past conflicts.
Their eyes were hollow, like corpses, yet their bodies were not lifeless. They showed signs of vitality—their hearts beat once more.
However, their minds were fractured, as if still disintegrating, not yet forming complete consciousness.
“The dead have returned to life… but they’ve been darkened!” Shi Hao’s head spun. Nothing could be worse than this. The land of a hundred provinces—how vast it was, teeming with countless beings.
If they all revived, it would form an unimaginable army!
At the same time, Shi Hao noticed that these hollow-eyed creatures were far from weak—in fact, they were terrifyingly strong.
That humanoid creature had casually shattered a mountain with an iron staff. Then there was that crimson ox, wreathed in flames, melting entire ranges into seas of magma.
To turn the creatures of the Three Thousand Provinces into weapons—what kind of monstrous power was this?
The black mist spread endlessly, and within that boundless territory, who knew how many creatures were marching forth—dark, shadowy, and utterly horrifying.
The land of a hundred provinces—all its beings had been darkened!
From human to demon—what kind of heaven-defying power was this?
Earlier, their souls had been slain, leaving only their bodies behind. Now, the reason was clear—their flesh could be revived, turned into slave soldiers to wage war against the Three Thousand Provinces.
“Their bodies have been enhanced, tougher than before!”
Shi Hao had a premonition—these darkened creatures would be far harder to deal with than when they were alive.
He observed several species—the sky-blotting fire crows, the swarming crocodile dragons—all massive groups, each stronger than they had been in life.
A demonic ape, still a juvenile, could leap from one mountain peak to another, its physique terrifyingly powerful. It could effortlessly tear apart a mountaintop.
With a deep, guttural roar, a crimson ox charged, toppling mountains and splitting the earth, flames surging to the heavens!
This day marked a cataclysmic shift. From the dark zone emerged all manner of creatures, collectively surging forth, stepping into the misty borderlands, appearing before the eyes of the Three Thousand Provinces’ cultivators.
“Disaster! Those devils are charging out!”
“Heavens! This is dire—they’re… our own kind! But they’ve lost their minds, turned into slave soldiers, here to slaughter us!”
…
This was a day of upheaval. Many realized the truth—these were the fallen beings of the conquered lands, now emerging as dark creatures.
Without a doubt, a tragic fratricidal war was imminent. The creatures they were about to fight had once belonged to this world, shared their origins—yet now, they would turn their blades upon their own.
“Where are the reinforcements from the Immortal Domain? Weren’t they supposed to send celestial troops?” someone cried in desperation.
Especially for the sects near the darkened lands—their foundations lay close by. Without powerful reinforcements, their mountain gates would soon be swallowed by the darkness.
Though many sects had retreated, much of their heritage could not be taken with them.
And the countless mortals—how could they all be evacuated? The land was too vast, the population too immense!
Shi Hao watched closely, his unease growing. Among the hordes of dark creatures, he saw many mortals, tearing into one another, devouring flesh in a bloody, savage frenzy.
Those who survived by consuming others grew unnaturally strong.
Even ordinary mortals could become powerful?
This was no good sign. Just how many creatures in that darkened land were evolving this way?
Shi Hao understood now—the earlier fire crows, black flood dragons, demonic apes, and hundreds of other species had been fighting and killing one another to evolve, to grow stronger.
“*ROAR!*”
From the darkness, a beast resembling a jackal opened its eyes—no longer hollow, but cold and sharp as lightning. It had gained full sentience, becoming the ruler of its territory.
It was stronger now—having slaughtered countless creatures, devoured their dark blood essence.
*ROAR!*
Some of these rulers let out earth-shaking bellows, shattering mountain ranges, crushing weaker creatures into trembling submission—or outright annihilation.
The region grew ever bloodier, ever more horrifying.
The rulers of different territories roared at one another, drawing closer. Soon, they too would clash, seeking to consume each other.
“This is bad!” Shi Hao’s dread deepened. This was truly a dark evolution—one that would birth terrifying, unpredictable powerhouses.
Outside, panic spread.
The cultivators of the Three Thousand Provinces had been monitoring the dark zone. Witnessing this uprising, this cataclysmic shift, they shuddered in terror.
All understood the magnitude of this horror.
*BOOM!*
On this day, the dark creatures ceased fighting among themselves—and turned outward.
“They’re charging out!”
“Those monstrous beings are flooding forth like a tide!”
…
The land of a hundred provinces erupted into chaos, as if the heavens had collapsed and the earth split asunder.
Black mist surged like a tsunami, carried by the charging creatures, shaking the world!
Many rode the mist, tearing through the skies at terrifying speeds. A defeated dark phoenix king, its body drenched in blood, shrieked as it crossed into another province, devouring all in its path—leaving devastation in its wake.
The disaster was spreading!
Behind it, even more terrifying rulers pursued.
And this was merely the tip of the iceberg!
A tragedy of mankind—the Three Thousand Provinces were undergoing a drastic transformation!
In a single day, the darkened lands expanded rapidly, the dark creatures surging forth, black mist rolling like a tide.
By the next dawn, the roars of beasts and cries of birds filled the air, the black mist churning endlessly.
The path was littered with bloodstains.
The dark territory had doubled in size—now spanning two hundred provinces.
“Heavens! The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are doomed!”
“Why hasn’t the Immortal Domain sent aid? At this rate, the entire realm will soon fall to darkness!”
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