The massive, dark divine warship hovering beside the Black and White Divine Mountain opened its hatch, and Sikong Yang swiftly returned aboard. His main purpose this time had been to interfere with Lord You Lan, allowing the deadly strike of the “Chen Jiu Warship” to land successfully. Since that had failed, continuing the battle would serve no purpose. Thus, he exerted all his strength to retreat. Clad in the Nine Dragon Fire God Armor, which radiated divine might, he was determined to leave, and the team from the Dark Abyss could not stop him.
“What should we do now?” City Master Bu furrowed his sword-like brows anxiously. “What else can we do against Lord You Lan!”
“Our most promising attack has already failed,” Palace Master Chen shook his head. “The Chen Jiu Warship’s Thunder Electric Serpent moves at incredible speed, yet it still fell just short… Although our Xia Clan possesses many divine scrolls, they still require our control and guidance.”
To tear open a divine scroll and then guide its power—
The greater one’s cultivation, the more flawlessly one can wield it! Yet even mastery pales before a god’s own divine manifestation!
“Our control and guidance have very little chance of success,” Palace Master Chen sighed. “Alas, it’s a pity none of our Xia Clan’s divine scrolls can counter the ‘Temporal Deceleration’ essence!”
“One only gradually touches the mysteries of time after becoming a god,” Mountain Master He remarked. “Our Xia Clan’s ancestors, upon first achieving godhood, had very low comprehension of time, so naturally they couldn’t create divine scrolls capable of countering ‘Temporal Deceleration’!”
“What a frustrating, maddening situation!” Palace Master Taishu growled. “Billions of our people have been slaughtered, Elder Feng Dong was killed in battle, and we can’t do a thing about it!”
“It’s only because our strength is insufficient!” Vice-Mountain Master Zang Nu said grimly.
All the Xia Clan’s demigods were filled with rage and resentment.
But there was nothing they could do.
Their enemies came from the Dark Abyss, chosen and selected by the great beings as truly the most elite demigods—selected from an extremely vast region. How could they possibly compare to the transcendent beings of a mere mortal world?
…
Just as the Xia Clan’s transcendent beings were racking their brains for a solution,
Outside, the three terrifying beings stood in midair, with Lord You Lan, the leader, curling his lips upward. He had no intention of giving the Xia Clan more time and immediately declared, “Xia Clan transcendent beings, you now have two choices. One: bring forth your clan’s treasured artifacts, divine scrolls, and all usable treasures, and attack me with everything you have. The Chen Jiu Warship can also attack, and we’ll engage in a final death match! The second choice… is to obediently hand over thirty divine scrolls, and I will overlook your offense against me.”
“Two choices.”
“Either fight, or hand over thirty divine scrolls. Choose!”
Lord You Lan continued smiling. “I don’t have time to waste with you any longer. I’ll give you ten breaths to discuss. If you haven’t decided within ten breaths, I’ll have no choice but to play a little game. Even if you hide inside the Chen Jiu Warship, the countless mortals of the Xia Clan’s world won’t be able to hide. I will kill them all, without mercy. Don’t doubt it—it will be very easy for me.”
“You have only ten breaths. The countdown begins now.” After speaking, Lord You Lan fell silent.
Meanwhile, inside the massive Chen Jiu Warship,
Within the warship’s main hall, the Xia Clan’s demigods gazed through the transparent walls at the outside. There stood the young black-skinned man, barefoot and wrapped in white cloth. He looked ordinary, without the scales, horns, or other features typical of demons. Yet all the Xia Clan’s demigods felt a chill in their hearts. This was the most terrifying abyssal demon they had ever encountered!
“What should we do? What can we do?”
“Two choices—should we fight or surrender?”
“In ten breaths, he will begin his massacre.”
The Xia Clan’s demigods were extremely anxious. Even the six ordinary transcendent beings from the Black and White Divine Mountain, present in the main hall, were equally frantic. They had already begun sending messages to the outside. The demigods also started sending messages and preparing to evacuate the mortals urgently.
“What should we do!” The highly esteemed Palace Master Chen, Mountain Master He, and Palace Master Taishu were all sweating and looked grim.
This was a critical moment!
“We cannot surrender! Absolutely not! Our Xia Clan would rather die than submit to an alien race and offer our treasures!” Sikong Yang roared.
“Shall we stand and fight if we refuse to yield? Offering up endless treasures… what then when we face the Witch God and the Great Demon Lord in days to come?” Mountain Master He beside him lamented bitterly. “Or shall we flee without raising a blade, forced to watch helplessly as countless mortal kin of our clan are butchered?”
“Then what do you suggest?” Sikong Yang urged.
“I… I don’t know either,” Mountain Master He shook his head, closing his eyes, with tears barely visible in them.
Indeed.
How they yearned to unleash their full might, to pour every last resource of the Xia Clan into slaying that accursed Lord You Lan! Yet such recklessness would surely spell doom for the Xia Clan when confronting the Witch Gods and the Great Demon Gods in days to come. A fleeting moment of vengeful satisfaction would brand them as traitors to their entire bloodline!
“Ah?” Suddenly, all the Xia Clan’s demigods inside the warship turned their heads, looking through the transparent walls toward the distant sky. There, a black rift had torn open in midair.
“Who dares to tear space and come here at this moment?”
…
The three waiting for the Xia Clan’s response—Lord You Lan among them—also turned their gazes toward the distance. At this moment, both sides’ attention was fixed on that point.
Far away in the sky, from the space rift, flew out a young man dressed in white!
“Oh, it’s that Dongbo Xueying?” Lord You Lan said. Naturally, they had been given intelligence on the Xia Clan’s world’s powerful beings upon their arrival, and Dongbo Xueying’s information was among them.
“It is indeed Dongbo Xueying. Judging by his pallor, he must still be afflicted by the Voodoo curse. But why has this brat come here? Is he seeking death?” murmured the black-robed man, Nuonuo An.
“Perhaps he knows death is near and wants to make a final attempt?” General Kumo said grimly with a low chuckle.
Meanwhile, on the Xia Clan’s side,
They were all frantic!
You see, previously, the Xia Clan’s demigods had all gathered into the Chen Jiu Warship from a distance. No one dared to boldly approach directly here! Doing so would easily draw attacks from the three terrifying demigods of the Dark Abyss.
“Why have you come?” The hatch of the Chen Jiu Warship opened, and Palace Master Chen was extremely anxious. “Quickly, come in!”
“Why can’t I come?” Dongbo Xueying smiled. “Palace Master Chen, you’re wrong here. You didn’t even tell me about such a big event. I only found out about the major incident at the Black and White Divine Mountain from other transcendent beings. Don’t forget… I am also a transcendent being of the Xia Clan!”
Palace Master Chen felt a pang in his heart upon hearing this.
“Hurry! Get inside now!” Lord Chen urged frantically, gesturing with his hand. He was well aware that Dongbo Xueying feared no death—but to perish meaninglessly? What purpose would that serve? His concern gnawed at him: Xueying, afflicted by the Voodoo Curse, might act recklessly in his torment. While he could rein in the other demigods of the Xia Clan, Dongbo Xueying alone could traverse the Voidrealm—not even the mighty Chen Jiu Battleship could bar his path.
“Xueying, quickly, come in!” Beside Palace Master Chen, Sikong Yang also appeared, equally anxious.
But Dongbo Xueying ignored them completely, flying instead toward the three beings led by Lord You Lan.
“Xueying, have you gone mad?” Palace Master Chen urgently transmitted his message. “What purpose does it serve for you to come now? Showing off momentary bravery will accomplish nothing but cost you your life. The three from the Dark Abyss are extremely powerful, especially Lord You Lan—he rivals true deities! What are you going to do? Huh? Dying like this, I will only despise you!”
But no matter how much he pleaded, it was useless.
Palace Master Chen was furious!
He should have sealed off the area within ten thousand li beforehand! To conserve the Chen Jiu Warship’s energy, he had only sealed off a hundred li radius, mainly to prevent Lord You Lan and his group from directly teleporting into the warship.
…
Dongbo Xueying flew in front of the Black and White Divine Mountain, also in front of the Chen Jiu Warship, standing in midair facing the three beings led by Lord You Lan.
Dongbo Xueying halted midair, facing the three of them: “Three of you, our Xia Clan has always treated you with courtesy, unwilling to offend you. You may fight amongst yourselves however you wish, and our Xia Clan has no intention of getting involved.”
“But what about you?”
Dongbo Xueying’s voice grew low and heavy. “You have slaughtered billions of our people like pigs and dogs, devouring and tormenting their souls. Vice-Mountain Master Feng Dong was killed simply for refusing to kneel or beg. What crime did he commit? He was only protecting our Xia Clan! Even so, you were not satisfied. You demand thirty divine scrolls from our Xia Clan, and if we refuse, you will kill every human on our Xia Clan’s world, leaving no one alive!”
Dongbo Xueying’s voice trembled slightly.
Inside the Chen Jiu Warship, the Xia Clan’s transcendent beings were all filled with grief and rage, some clenching their teeth until they nearly shattered.
“I don’t like your tone,” Lord You Lan frowned. “So you may die as well.”
Saying this, he once again extended his right hand, his arm growing longer.
“It is you who should die!”
Dongbo Xueying roared, instantly producing a long spear from his hand. The spear’s shaft flowed like crimson clouds.
Then—
Dongbo Xueying vanished into thin air, without a trace.
“Hmm?” Lord You Lan, about to attack, furrowed his brows and slowly retracted his arm. “Where did he go?”
“Hey, where did he go?” Nuonuo An and General Kumo also changed expressions slightly, carefully sensing and scanning their surroundings.
“They claim he comprehends the Essence of Shadows or the Essence of the Void Realm, yet if he were merely at the first realm, he could never evade my perception,” Lord You Lan frowned, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. But no matter how intently he searched, the space around him remained barren—save for the cluster of transcendent beings aboard the distant Chen Jiu Warship. There was not another soul to be found.
Utter emptiness.
Dongbo Xueying had simply vanished!
“Don’t be in a hurry. I will deal with each of you one by one. Slowly,” a familiar voice echoed across the heavens, causing Lord You Lan and the others to scan carefully. Though they could not find him, the voice still reverberated everywhere. “Nuonuo An, you have slaughtered countless of the Xia Clan. You will be the first to die!”
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