In the vast wilderness teeming with countless savage beasts, Yu Feng Qingyin had spent nearly her entire life within the towering walls of Junshan City. As the daughter of the city lord, she was undoubtedly a favored child of the heavens. No one in Junshan City dared to scheme against her, yet despite growing up in such privilege, she harbored no arrogance—only kindness. Having lived for countless years, she had rarely encountered darkness herself, yet she could still “see” the shadows lurking within the city.
She understood everything.
Now, her family faced an unprecedented calamity. Her father and eldest brother, who had once shielded her from all storms, were trembling in fear, demanding her sacrifice—and she was willing to bear it! Yet the “Dongmu City” clearly held no regard for a mere woman and refused to intervene. Helpless, Yu Feng Qingyin could do nothing but watch as the final disaster loomed.
All she could do was walk toward death alongside her brother.
The protective formation was shattering. The terrifying enemy, the “Master of the Demonic Heart Sect,” led his elite forces in a murderous charge. Death had never felt so close.
And then—
“Master?” Yu Feng Qingyin stared blankly, feeling as though she were floating, lightheaded and dizzy.
“My heavens!”
“This… this… this…”
“Is that the Flying Snow Divine Monarch?”
“Madness!”
The onlookers around her were utterly stunned.
“What?!” The burly elder, the Master of the Demonic Heart Sect, who had been effortlessly suppressing Junshan City’s defenses, tensed as Dongbo Xueying took a single step, sending a wave of spatial force that blasted away a group of Divine Monarchs. Then, in the blink of an eye, his subordinate, the Thornwind Divine Emperor, was slain in just three spear strikes.
“How is this possible? Thornwind Divine Emperor’s carapace was nearly indestructible—even I would need dozens of strikes to kill him. Yet this man in white took only three moves?” The Master of the Demonic Heart Sect was shaken. He could sense that while the white-clad man’s aura was strong, it was only at the early Divine Emperor level. Moreover, when Dongbo Xueying’s spear struck the centipede-like body, the carapace remained intact—yet the body exploded from within. “His attacks bypass the carapace entirely, striking directly at the core! And that spatial wave he unleashed earlier disrupted our battle formation’s defenses effortlessly.”
The Master of the Demonic Heart Sect was awed. Such mastery over power was terrifying!
“Brother, that man in white must be the Flying Snow Divine Monarch from the intelligence reports! He’s an Ascender, but he was only supposed to be at the mid-level Divine Monarch stage.”
“Mid-level Divine Monarch? He’s clearly an early Divine Emperor! And an Ascender at that.” The Master of the Demonic Heart Sect understood now. An Ascender at the early Divine Emperor stage could rival a mid-level Divine Emperor! Moreover, Ascenders wielded techniques far more profound than the brute-force reliance on bloodline power common among the natives of the Divine Realm. Their moves were often unpredictable and awe-inspiring.
Distracted, the Master of the Demonic Heart Sect eased his assault on Yu Feng Junshan.
Yu Feng Junshan, too, was fixated on the fate of his children below.
“What… the Flying Snow Divine Monarch… no, the Flying Snow Divine Emperor!” Yu Feng Junshan was stunned. The Thornwind Divine Emperor, a foe on par with him, had been slain in three moves. “So the strongest in Junshan City was never me—it was him!”
A wild joy surged in Yu Feng Junshan’s heart.
To kill an early Divine Emperor in three strikes!
This was a massive opportunity!
He had to seize it—cling to this powerhouse! The fate of the Yu Feng Clan could be completely rewritten!
…
Though thoughts varied among the factions, all were equally stunned by Dongbo Xueying’s might.
“Hmph.” After slaying the Divine Emperor, Dongbo Xueying didn’t pause. His gaze shifted to one of the four remaining Divine Emperors under the Demonic Heart Sect’s command—a grotesque, gray-robed man wreathed in ashen energy. The man had been leading twenty Divine Monarchs in a battle formation, charging toward the Yu Feng Clan’s experts. Now, he couldn’t help but stare in shock as Dongbo Xueying turned his way.
Whoosh!
Dongbo Xueying moved, his form blurring as he employed the Void Worm Movement Technique, streaking toward the gray-robed man with terrifying speed.
“Damn it!” The gray-robed man’s face twisted in panic as he immediately retreated.
“Fall back!” The distant Master of the Demonic Heart Sect bellowed in urgency, then roared through mental transmission, “Flying Snow Divine Emperor! Face me if you dare!”
He rushed to save his subordinate.
With only five Divine Emperors under his command, losing another would be disastrous. Even if they annihilated the Yu Feng Clan, how many of his elites would survive? And this Ascender Divine Emperor, though only at the early stage, wielded techniques so bizarre that slaying ordinary early Divine Emperors seemed as easy as cutting melons!
“Trying to leave?” Yu Feng Junshan, however, fought desperately to delay him, even manipulating the formation’s power to suppress the Demonic Heart Master.
“How is he so fast?!” The fleeing gray-robed man’s expression darkened as the blur behind him closed the distance in an instant.
“Perish.” Dongbo Xueying’s eyes were icy as he watched the man flee. Just as he prepared to strike, the gray-robed man’s ashen aura suddenly surged—his body dissolved into a thick mist, dispersing in all directions. This was the “Ghostflame Divine Emperor,” the most bloodthirsty and wicked of the Demonic Heart Sect’s five Divine Emperors. Now, he had been reduced to a fleeing specter of flame, terrified of Dongbo Xueying.
“Annihilate.” Dongbo Xueying raised his spear with both hands and brought it down in a furious slash.
Boom!
The space ahead crumpled violently under the strike.
“This—?!” The Ghostflame Divine Emperor, now scattered as mist, felt the surrounding space warp drastically, flattening from three dimensions into two—as if pressed into a sheet of paper. The compression mercilessly erased the “height” of his ghostflame form, forcing him to struggle desperately.
He knew—if fully flattened into a “sheet,” he would die.
Indeed.
Dongbo Xueying’s current mastery far surpassed even his master, the Southcloud Monarch. This “Picture-Perfect” technique had evolved beyond its original form, and now, it was not for trapping enemies—but killing them. There was no mercy.
“Boom! Boom! Boom!” Countless ghostflames writhed, steadily erased under the crushing force.
Finally, the compressed space exhausted its energy and collapsed. The Ghostflame Divine Emperor, still clinging to remnants of his form, felt a flicker of hope—until the collapsing space revealed the terrifying spear descending upon him.
“BANG!”
The entire block of space exploded like fragile tofu.
The remaining ghostflames within were utterly annihilated, leaving not even ashes behind.
This move was called “Shatter the Firmament.”
“Picture-Perfect” and “Shatter the Firmament”—these were the signature techniques of the Southcloud Monarch, refined and perfected by Dongbo Xueying. The two moves complemented each other flawlessly: one compressed the enemy into a confined space, the other obliterated that space entirely. Combined, their power was overwhelming. Seeing the Divine Emperor dissolve into ghostflames, Dongbo Xueying had deemed these two techniques most fitting.
“Another one dead!”
“Heavens!”
“Run!”
The remaining three Divine Emperors under the Demonic Heart Sect were utterly terrified. The two slain—one with the toughest defense, the other with the most elusive form—had fallen in three moves and two moves, respectively. The survivors knew they wouldn’t last three strikes either.
“How did such a monster appear in Junshan City?! Flee! Flee!” The three Divine Emperors scattered in panic, each racing in a different direction.
“Damn you!”
A furious roar erupted.
The Master of the Demonic Heart Sect charged at Dongbo Xueying, finally breaking free from Yu Feng Junshan’s suppression—but it was too late. The Ghostflame Divine Emperor had already perished.
“Flying Snow Divine Emperor! Face me if you dare!” The Demonic Heart Master’s hair whipped wildly, his aura monstrous, his expression frenzied.
Dongbo Xueying glanced at the three fleeing Divine Emperors, then turned back, spear in hand. “As you wish.”
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