With the single word “Good” from the Lord of Nanyun, the stunned crowd in the grand hall finally snapped back to reality. It wasn’t their fault—the scene displayed on the circular mirror moments ago had been utterly overwhelming.
“Incredible! A battle formation formed by four Chaos Realm experts was shattered just like that?” the Heavenly Yin Divine Emperor exclaimed in awe.
“Indeed. That was a formation led by the Blood Bat Demon, with defensive power likely at the peak of the ninth level. Even if I were to strike, breaking it wouldn’t be so effortless,” the nearby Chunyu Divine Emperor marveled. In a truly formidable battle formation, even soul-based attacks would be resisted by the strongest member of the formation.
Thus, targeting the weakest or the strongest in the formation made little difference.
Of course, throughout the long history of the Heart Realm Continent, there had been special techniques capable of singling out individual members of a formation, rendering it nearly useless—methods like ‘Curse Arts,’ ‘Prophecy Arts,’ ‘Causal Annihilation,’ or ‘Yin-Yang Revolving Slaughter.’
“He employed two spear techniques in succession,” the Greedy Roc Divine Emperor praised further. “The first was eerily elusive. Though it didn’t pierce the formation, a phantom spear shadow still impaled the chest of one Chaos Realm expert, leaving a bloody hole before his body shattered into countless fragments, dispersing into the void. The three weaker Chaos Realm experts met the same fate.”
“Exactly.”
“His spear never physically breached the formation, yet phantom shadows flashed, and all three Chaos Realm experts suffered chest wounds before disintegrating.”
Those present were no ordinary figures—either Cosmic Gods or tenth-level Chaos Realm experts—and could make precise judgments.
“The second spear technique was the twelfth form of the Nanyun Sacred Twelve Styles—’Shattering the Void.’ Three consecutive strikes landed on the Blood Bat Demon,” the Greedy Roc Divine Emperor continued. “‘Shattering the Void’ is only at the ninth level of the Divine Mind Palace—powerful but straightforward and easily blocked. Yet, in the hands of Young Master Xueying, the spearhead appeared right beside the Blood Bat Demon before he could react. He failed to block even a single strike.”
“Though ‘Shattering the Void’ is potent, the Blood Bat Demon wasn’t particularly strong in body refinement. To perish in just three strikes… Young Master Xueying’s spear must be an extraordinary treasure, amplifying the technique’s might.”
The crowd nodded in agreement.
First, he shattered the formation.
Without its protection, the Blood Bat Demon’s survivability plummeted. Yet, dying in three strikes was still shocking—proof that the spear itself was a terrifying artifact.
“But that’s not the most impressive part.”
The Lord of Nanyun smiled faintly. “Breaking the formation and the spear’s power are secondary. What makes Ying Shan Xueying truly formidable is his domain technique! The Blood Bat Demon’s rule domain was flawless, suppressing all fluctuations. Yet, Xueying still manipulated the void, allowing his spear to appear effortlessly beside his foe. Worse, the Blood Bat Demon should’ve sensed the spatial distortions and reacted—yet he, a ninth-level Chaos Realm expert renowned for close combat, failed to block even once. Clearly, Xueying’s void manipulation is instantaneous and utterly untraceable!”
“Indeed.”
“Agreed.”
The atmosphere grew solemn.
For a ninth-level Chaos Realm expert to fail to block even a single strike—such a domain technique was truly terrifying.
It was this terrifying domain that turned the otherwise straightforward ‘Shattering the Void’ into an unstoppable force.
“Unable to block even a single strike… horrifying,” many murmured in dread.
“Matriarch, congratulations,” the Ghostly Li Empress praised.
“Hahaha, Matriarch, the Ying Shan Clan has birthed an extraordinary young one,” the Heavenly Yin Divine Emperor laughed.
The Ying Shan Matriarch smiled warmly, though inwardly, she had begun piecing together clues. Among the fragmented records of the earliest legends of the Heart Realm Continent, the ‘Red Cloud Venerable’ was renowned for his fearlessness in group battles and his terrifying void domain. Even the exalted Slaughter Heaven Great Venerable of the Fan Clan, whose status remained supreme, acknowledged that the Red Cloud Venerable was his equal.
Yet, that era predated the First Ancient Kingdom War, when many techniques remained undiscovered. The Red Cloud Venerable, too proud, ultimately fell. In this age, with more survival arts available, death was far harder—just look at the Lord of Gou Xue, who remained alive despite his arrogance.
“Little Xueying… was this why he sought that spearhead so desperately?” the Matriarch mused, her smile widening. A mere three billion cosmic crystals to elevate her descendant to such heights—worth every coin!
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**Nanyun Capital, Fan Clan Estate.**
“This…” Fan Tianchong’s eyes bulged, while many around him shot to their feet, staring in shock at the scene on the Heavenly Viewing Mirror.
“Good heavens… this is terrifying,” Fan Tianchong muttered. His discerning eyes recognized the truth—the legacy of the Red Cloud Venerable existed in only one place in the entire Heart Realm Continent: the Fan Clan’s inner archives. It was a closely guarded secret, never shared, for they knew the might of the *Red Cloud Combat Arts*.
“He sought that spearhead… to comprehend the Red Cloud Venerable’s techniques?” Fan Tianchong whispered. “Such monstrous insight.”
To deduce combat arts from the patterns of a treasure was nearly as difficult as creating them from scratch. With complete guidance, it would’ve been far easier.
“At least he’s likely only grasped the weaker aspects. The deeper mysteries won’t come so easily,” Fan Tianchong reassured himself.
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**Dark Great Marsh, Grand Hall.**
The three infamous Sect Masters of the Heart Realm Continent sat enthroned above, while seven Cosmic Gods and numerous Demon Lords lounged below. The mood had been light, the assembly enjoying the spectacle on the Heavenly Viewing Mirror—a celebratory feast as they watched their forces conduct the blood sacrifice in Nanyun.
But then—
“What…?”
“How…?”
“Impossible!”
Stunned silence fell. Even the three Sect Masters froze, the hall’s cheer evaporating.
“Who is this youth? How does he possess such power? Is he a tenth-level Chaos Realm expert from elsewhere, temporarily residing in Flaming Fire City?” the central Yanmo Sect Master asked coolly. Clearly, he had no knowledge of Ying Shan Xueying—such trivial intelligence was beneath his notice.
“Esteemed Sect Master, this youth is named Ying Shan Xueying,” a gaunt, green-haired elder’s avatar rose and bowed. “He is a descendant of the Ying Shan Clan, born with…”
—
Across the realms, distant observers—from the Xia Wind Ancient Kingdom to Gou Xue, Wo Feng, and even the Moonflower Ancient Kingdom—immediately took notice of the white-robed youth, scrambling to gather intelligence on this sudden powerhouse.
Yet in Flaming Fire City, the battle raged on.
“What?!”
The burly, horned ‘Chen Wu,’ who had been leading three subordinates in slaughtering Marquis Flaming Fire’s forces, paled in terror. Having clawed his way from the depths of the Black Demon Marsh, survival instincts were second nature to him.
“Retreat!” Chen Wu barked via mental transmission.
“Go!” The other three Chaos Realm demons shuddered, thoroughly cowed. The Blood Bat Demon’s squad, no weaker than theirs, had been annihilated in moments.
“Boom!”
The four Chaos Realm experts blasted backward, maintaining their domain to prevent Dongbo Xueying from instantly closing in. Once ten thousand miles from Marquis Flaming Fire, they withdrew their rule domain’s suppression and teleported away.
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“Run!”
“Too… too terrifying!”
“Flee!”
“Delay means death!”
The remaining four squads of a hundred Unity Realm demons in the Marquis’s estate instinctively teleported to escape. With the exalted Blood Bat Demon and his three Chaos Realm subordinates obliterated, who could stand against that white-robed youth?
—
High above Flaming Fire City, the white-robed, saintly figure seated in meditation finally showed a flicker of unease. Without hesitation, he stowed the blood sacrifice demonic bottle and issued a command:
“Cease the blood sacrifice. Halt all slaughter.”
“As you command.”
The scattered demon squads across the city obeyed, leaving the desperate, fleeing cultivators bewildered—why had their tormentors stopped?
With the demonic bottle sealed, further killings would waste the souls’ primal energies. Let the prey live a little longer.
“Ying Shan Xueying…” The White Cloud Demon Lord’s gaze fixed coldly on the white-robed youth hovering above the Marquis’s estate.
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