The six void creatures that were originally planning to besiege Dongbo Xueying were now plunged into panic. The mysterious black-clad young powerhouse had effortlessly vanished from their sight, only to suddenly reappear and launch a sneak attack. His spearplay was devastatingly powerful, and despite their desperate resistance, none of them were a match for him.
*Thud! Thud! Thud!* The spear shaft spun violently as its tip pierced the bony armor on the chest of one void creature. The armor bore natural arcane patterns, making it difficult to penetrate. Yet this time, the spear managed to pierce through in an instant—119 times in succession.
“I really have improved,” Dongbo Xueying thought with satisfaction. “The momentum of this strike was too overwhelming, causing the spear tip to scatter slightly. I couldn’t perfectly concentrate all that force into a single point.”
The dispersed force, combined with the ‘Soldier’s Malevolence’ imbued in the spear tip, was enough to severely wound the void creature. If he could truly unify the force perfectly, even without relying on the Soldier’s Malevolence, the sheer power of his spearplay would skyrocket to another level—enough to challenge a Void God.
“Again.”
This incarnation of Dongbo Xueying didn’t deploy his domain, as he was focused on honing his spearplay. He wanted to master the first stance of *Thirteen Swords of Annihilation*, the supreme technique of the Voidsky Palace, as quickly as possible. Once he did, combined with the immense advantages of the Voidwalker lineage, slaying ordinary Void Gods would likely become effortless.
The prerequisite, of course, was mastering the first stance!
“Not good.” Dongbo Xueying’s heart suddenly clenched. His true body’s perception of the void detected a terrifying presence emerging from the palace complex he couldn’t peer into. In the next moment, it had already traversed the void and arrived here. That overwhelming aura was unmistakably that of a Void God.
“Useless trash.” A thunderous voice boomed through the surrounding void as a massive, coiled black-scaled creature materialized.
The five surviving void creatures were both shocked and overjoyed—one of their leaders had arrived. They were saved!
The black-clad Dongbo Xueying stood mid-air, spear in hand, observing the coiled black-scaled creature before him. “Judging by its appearance, it’s not recorded in my intelligence. It must be a lower-tier void creature.”
Void creatures came in countless varieties, with clear hierarchies.
The progenitor of the Voidwalker lineage, for instance, stood at the very pinnacle—a natural leader among all void creatures.
Still, Dongbo Xueying didn’t dare underestimate his opponent. Even the lowest-tier void creatures had physical advantages over beings from the cosmos. And any that broke through to the Void God level were formidable without exception.
“A Ruler?” The black-scaled creature’s icy eyes gleamed with interest. Its voice rumbled, “You’re not bad—far stronger than the fools of this chaotic land. I’ll give you a chance. Attack me with everything you’ve got. If you impress me, I might spare your life.”
“Enslaving countless lives across this chaotic land and devouring them at will—you’ve crossed a line,” Dongbo Xueying retorted coldly. “Do you even know what awaits you if powerful cultivators discover your actions?”
“Hah! We’ve already conquered the surrounding regions. What do we have to fear from cultivators?” The black-scaled creature sneered.
Dongbo Xueying’s heart sank.
Many factions considered the indiscriminate consumption of innocent lives taboo—punishable by death. Yet even among the invincible ‘Cosmos Gods,’ there were those of extreme wickedness, and they were far from united. If they were, the primordial Sacred World wouldn’t have shattered in the great war.
Thus, while some factions and righteous individuals enforced the taboo strictly, others turned a blind eye.
But now, entire regions had fallen under occupation. This wasn’t the work of a few deranged void creatures—it was an organized force, likely backed by a powerful patron.
“Boy, make your move. If you don’t, you’ll lose your chance,” the black-scaled creature taunted.
*Boom!*
The black-clad Dongbo Xueying’s expression darkened as a ‘Domain of Slaughter’ erupted from him, flooding the surroundings. A fusion of the Dao of Waves and the Dao of Slaughter, this domain couldn’t manipulate the void like his true body, but its sheer force made the surviving void creatures pale in terror.
*Whoosh—* Black ripples surged from the black-scaled creature’s body, effortlessly suppressing the Domain of Slaughter.
“Too weak. Pathetically weak before a Void God,” it mocked.
Dongbo Xueying was inwardly stunned.
*Such a powerful rule-based domain!*
He had fought ‘Hundred-Headed Roar’ before, a deliberately weaker Void God selected by Patriarch Tianyu. Even then, his Domain of Slaughter had been utterly powerless. If this creature hadn’t held back, its domain alone could have crushed him to death.
“This one is stronger than Hundred-Headed Roar. *This* is what a normal Void God’s strength looks like,” Dongbo Xueying mused silently.
With a thought, he vanished into the Voidworld, closing in on the black-scaled creature through its depths.
“Here?” The black-scaled creature’s interest piqued. Through its rule domain, it detected the cultivator approaching from another layer of existence. “Not bad at hiding.”
A spear thrust out from the void.
The shaft spun violently, its tip gleaming with a dark, eerie light. The black-scaled creature didn’t bother defending, allowing the spear to strike its body. *Ssss—* The spear tip, uncontrollable, pierced 119 times in rapid succession. Yet not a single white mark appeared on the creature’s scales.
“Its body is tougher than Hundred-Headed Roar’s too,” Dongbo Xueying assessed.
“You’re too weak,” the black-scaled creature sighed.
Undeterred, Dongbo Xueying continued thrusting.
118 strikes, 113 strikes… The resilient, pattern-covered scales were incredibly hard to penetrate, but each attempt allowed him to refine his technique further.
The black-scaled creature shook its head in disappointment. “Pathetic.”
*Swish!*
Its claw lashed out.
Each razor-sharp talon resembled a curved blade, wreathed in black mist. The strike tore into the Voidworld, its power slightly diminished but still overwhelming. The claw landed squarely on the black-clad Dongbo Xueying. Though he blocked with his spear, the sheer force—far surpassing even his true body’s 20th-layer Voidwalker Secret Treasury—instantly obliterated his physical form. Yet, the attack was controlled with terrifying precision, aiming to preserve his soul for capture.
“Not happening.” A sliver of consciousness within the incarnation sent a final message before self-destructing. This was merely an avatar; if he didn’t destroy it himself, the enemy would see through the ruse.
With the avatar’s death, its weapons and treasures were expelled from the Voidworld into the real world—deliberately abandoned by Dongbo Xueying.
The black-scaled creature scoffed. “Pathetic. Couldn’t even scratch me.”
“Second Commander, you’ve ascended to the Void God level. How could a mere Ruler compare?” The five surviving void creatures—mere True God Rulers—flattered eagerly. For void creatures, breaking through to Void God was an immense hurdle. While they could reach Ruler-level naturally, becoming a Void God required cultivation.
“I wanted to devour his soul, but he chose suicide,” the black-scaled creature grumbled before vanishing through the void. To it, the only appealing aspect of these fragile cultivators was their souls.
“Quick, quick! Let’s split the loot!”
The five void creatures eagerly divided the items left behind by Dongbo Xueying’s avatar—some of which were spoils from the two void creatures he’d slain earlier.
Dongbo Xueying didn’t care about these losses. Feigning death was part of his plan to lull the enemy into complacency.
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Meanwhile, the native powers of this chaotic land—those who had transcended mortality—watched the battle from afar. Though hope was slim, they clung to it desperately. They had endured darkness for too long, an abyss without end.
“It’s over.”
“He was just a Ruler, no match for that Void God monster.” Their hearts sank into despair. The strongest among them were only at the Hegemon level—their Rulers had long been imprisoned and stripped of power.
Against this horde of void creatures from the chaotic void, resistance was futile. The weakest among them were True God Rulers, while the strongest were Void Gods. To True Gods, a Void God was an unstoppable force of slaughter.
Even the most elite Voidwalker cultivators, at the peak of the Ruler level (20th layer), couldn’t defeat a Void God without supplementing their cultivation with other systems.
In the Rule-Oriented faction’s sacred land, the Voidsky Palace, only the most dazzling Golden-Robed Disciples could achieve such a feat.
Slaying a Void God while under-ranked was vanishingly rare. Even a sacred land like the Voidsky Palace could only produce a dozen or so such prodigies.
“That cultivator from the chaotic void was still too weak.”
“A pity he died.”
“There’s no hope. Never any hope.”
The native powers seethed with frustration, but they endured. Those who couldn’t bear it had long since perished—by their own hands or the enemy’s. The survivors bided their time, praying for a glimmer of light in the endless night.
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Within the Voidworld.
The white-robed Dongbo Xueying stood silently, confident in his concealment. Beyond the ‘Voidworld’ and ‘Void Manipulation,’ as a Golden-Robed Disciple, he possessed three life-saving talismans. One of them masked his aura—making him virtually undetectable to ordinary Void Gods. Only Chaos Realm experts or the rare few at the Unity Realm with specialized detection abilities could potentially sense him.
Against these void creatures, who lacked such expertise, the combination of ‘Voidworld’ and ‘Void Manipulation’ alone would suffice, let alone with the talisman’s aid.
“He’s strong,” Dongbo Xueying mused. “Stronger than Hundred-Headed Roar.”
“My avatar’s body was too fragile. With my true body, the gap in strength wouldn’t be so vast. With my realm advantage and a Void God weapon…” He pondered. “I could hold my own, but killing him would be difficult.”
“And I still know too little about them.”
His gaze turned toward the distant palace complex—the one place his senses couldn’t penetrate.
“Artifact spirit, it’s up to you to scout ahead,” Dongbo Xueying transmitted.
“Leave it to me, Master,” the Black Gourd’s artifact spirit replied confidently. “But you’ll need to get closer. Within my range, I can analyze their strength down to the last detail.”
Dongbo Xueying smiled. *Perfect.*
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