Among the Five Sacred Realms and the boundless Chaos Void, those who can attain the “Chaos Realm” are exceedingly rare. Each is powerful enough to dominate a region, becoming a revered ancestor who commands the allegiance of countless cultivators. Even their relationship with “Cosmic Gods” is one of cooperation, as the experiences of Cosmic Gods hold little value for them.
Otherwise, the number of those who reach the ultimate “Cosmic God” realm wouldn’t be so few!
For instance, in just over two hundred Chaos Lands, merely slaying a few “Nascent Realm” Voidborn creatures provoked the appearance of a Chaos Realm existence—an utterly inconceivable event.
“Tian Ku, the Sect Master,” Dongbo Xueying recognized the terrifying figure before him instantly, thanks to his detailed intelligence. This was one of the three titans under the Bone Ancestor’s faction. While the death of a mere disciple like Bone Qianluo wouldn’t even make the Bone Ancestor blink, Tian Ku was someone even the Bone Ancestor would greet with a smile—his right-hand man.
Even someone as proud as Luo Hai was rendered speechless.
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Tian Ku’s emaciated frame revealed every bone in his body, yet each bone was thick and robust, seemingly more indestructible than some Void Divine Weapons. Even standing still, the aura emanating from his skeletal form suffocated the five Unity Realm Voidborn creatures beside him.
The gap between the Unity Realm and the Chaos Realm—though just a single step—was even vaster than the difference between a “Venerable” and a “Dominator.”
“A bunch of useless trash. I assigned you to guard this area while I cultivated my secret arts, yet you couldn’t even handle such a trivial matter,” Tian Ku said coldly.
His five subordinates stood frozen in fear, not daring to offer a single word in defense.
Tian Ku’s gaze then shifted to Dongbo Xueying and Luo Hai in the distance. At his level, he wasn’t foolish enough to kill indiscriminately. He understood that within the Five Sacred Realms and the Chaos Void, there were terrifying existences even he—and the Bone Ancestor behind him—could not afford to provoke.
Even the Voidwalker Gu Qi, one of the Cosmic Gods, had once been forced to flee in disgrace by a great enemy, nearly perishing from severe injuries. The stronger one became, the more cautious they had to be.
“Hmm?” Tian Ku first examined Luo Hai, whose body had displayed astonishing resilience. “An incredibly sturdy physique. None of the ordinary Void Gods under my command can compare to him. And this True God Dominator beside him has a rather unique body—likely trained in some formidable Void-related secret art.”
There were many secret arts that enhanced the body’s affinity with the Void, so Tian Ku couldn’t be certain if this was the work of a Voidwalker.
“You two brats.”
Tian Ku extended a hand.
**Boom—**
Countless black raindrops materialized out of thin air, coalescing into a massive hand that instantly seized Dongbo Xueying and Luo Hai. Neither had time to escape. Dongbo Xueying couldn’t even activate his life-saving talisman, as Tian Ku’s oppressive aura had already paralyzed his soul.
Under the crushing weight of Tian Ku’s will, Dongbo Xueying struggled to breathe, his True God power slipping beyond his control. His vision blurred, his ears roared, and the scent of death loomed ever closer.
“Am I really going to die like this?” Dongbo Xueying refused to accept it. Though he had mentally prepared himself for death upon leaving his home universe—knowing the path of cultivation was fraught with peril—he had barely ventured beyond his homeland, not even reaching any Sacred Realm yet. To perish now would be too unjust. Moreover, this reckless sweep had been partly Luo Hai’s suggestion. As the son of the City Lord Luo, whose influence in the Donglin Sacred Realm was formidable, Luo Hai should have been safe.
“Tell me your origins. This is your only chance to live,” Tian Ku’s voice resonated directly within Dongbo Xueying’s soul.
Dongbo Xueying felt his lips move against his will. “Golden-robed disciple of the Empyrean Sky Palace, Dongbo Xueying.”
“I… hail from the Origin Continent…” Luo Hai also spoke involuntarily before a flash of golden light in his eyes broke the control.
“Origin Continent?”
Tian Ku frowned slightly. The silver-robed youth seemed to have an even greater background, yet he had never heard of this “Origin Continent.” *Perhaps it’s the name of some obscure Chaos Land? The Chaos Void is infinite—there must be countless unknown lands.*
Dismissing the thought, Tian Ku focused on Dongbo Xueying. This seemingly insignificant True God Dominator had genuinely surprised him.
“A Golden-robed disciple of the Empyrean Sky Palace?” Tian Ku sneered. “How audacious. The Empyrean Sky Palace belongs to the Sevenstar Sea Sacred Realm, yet a mere Golden-robed disciple dares to meddle in the Donglin Sacred Realm and disrupt my affairs? You truly hold me in no regard.”
Dongbo Xueying wanted to protest—how could he have known a Chaos Realm expert would appear?—but the oppressive force rendered him mute. Tian Ku clearly had no intention of letting him speak.
Luo Hai, however, managed to force out words. “Brother Dongbo, impressive! A Golden-robed disciple of the Empyrean Sky Palace! I’ve heard they’re the palace’s most treasured elites, nurtured with utmost care. Anyone who dares kill one will face the full wrath of the Empyrean Sky Palace.”
Dongbo Xueying could only offer a strained smile, unable to reply.
But Luo Hai was right.
Golden-robed disciples were the Empyrean Sky Palace’s most prized assets. While ordinary disciples who perished during their travels might only warrant a cursory investigation, the death of a Golden-robed disciple would provoke a far more severe response. Currently, the palace had only eleven Golden-robed disciples, including Dongbo Xueying—each representing its future.
Thus, anyone considering killing one had to weigh whether they could withstand the Empyrean Sky Palace’s fury!
Had this occurred in the “Ancient Sacred Realm,” Tian Ku wouldn’t have hesitated—he would’ve slain Dongbo Xueying without a second thought, knowing the Empyrean Sky Palace wouldn’t dare invade. But the Donglin Sacred Realm was different. The Empyrean Sky Palace maintained good relations with its major factions, save for the Bone Ancestor.
Killing Dongbo Xueying here would undoubtedly provoke a retaliatory strike, one even the Bone Ancestor might struggle to withstand—especially given the Empyrean Sky Palace’s current dominance.
“Since you’ve offended me, you shall spend a hundred thousand years in my ‘Wailing Ghost Tower.’ If you somehow survive, I’ll release you out of respect for the Empyrean Sky Palace,” Tian Ku declared coldly. The Wailing Ghost Tower was his personal torture chamber, where even Void Gods would scream in agony—hence its name.
Most prisoners died under torment, and Dongbo Xueying, as a True God, wouldn’t last a hundred thousand years under normal circumstances. But Tian Ku’s words were merely a threat. He intended to inflict severe suffering to vent his rage while ensuring Dongbo Xueying survived. As long as the Golden-robed disciple lived, the Empyrean Sky Palace wouldn’t escalate the conflict.
“Wailing Ghost Tower?” Dongbo Xueying was bewildered. Despite his extensive intelligence, he had never heard of this place—but it certainly didn’t sound pleasant.
“Tian Ku, how bold of you to dare imprison my Empyrean Sky Palace’s Golden-robed disciple in your Wailing Ghost Tower for a hundred thousand years?” A frigid voice echoed across the vast void.
From the distance, a figure emerged through the roiling black clouds, bypassing all barriers effortlessly. Clad in resplendent black robes, his blood-red hair flowing, his icy gaze sent chills through the Voidborn creatures—creatures who thrived on slaughter yet now trembled in fear.
“Perhaps I should take you to the Empyrean Sky Palace’s Punishment Hall and let you experience the Tormentor’s Abyss first?” The black-robed figure’s robes fluttered, his crimson hair swaying, his murderous intent so intense it seeped into Tian Ku’s very soul—a fusion of absolute cold, slaughter, and cruelty.
Tian Ku’s expression darkened as he forcibly repelled the invisible pressure. “The Empyrean Sky Palace’s… Demon Ancestor?”
**Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!**
The five Unity Realm Voidborn creatures beside him shattered like ice sculptures, exploding into countless shards before vanishing into nothingness. Simultaneously, the black rain hand restraining Dongbo Xueying and Luo Hai froze and disintegrated.
Both were swiftly pulled behind the Demon Ancestor. Dongbo Xueying’s eyes gleamed with astonishment and relief—*The Demon Ancestor?*
The Demon Ancestor stood unmoved, not even glancing at the slain Voidborn. His voice was merciless.
“Across all two hundred eighty-nine Chaos Lands, every last Voidborn creature is to be exterminated without exception. These five were merely the first.”
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