Chapter 1343: Inexplicable and Unbelievable

Numerous Demon Hunters streaked across the sky, pouncing toward the cultivators below. They naturally split into groups, each targeting cultivators in different directions. Of course, Dongbo Xueying and his group remained at the center, unmoving—making them the easiest targets for the Demon Hunters. Thus, over half of the horde surged toward them.

Dongbo Xueying took a single step, cutting through the air to position himself at the forefront, actively meeting the oncoming swarm of Demon Hunters.

He extended his right hand, pressing it forward in a seemingly empty gesture.

“**Illusory World, descend.**” With a single thought, Dongbo Xueying unleashed the most lethal technique of his **Illusory Path of the Void**—his supreme killing move.

**Boom!**

A vast illusory world descended with overwhelming force.

“What is this…?” The **Demon Hunters**, as **Hunyuan lifeforms**, felt an immense illusory realm violently tugging at their souls, attempting to drag them into its depths, where they would drown in eternal delusion. Instinctively, they resisted. But in the next moment—**rumbling**—some of the weaker ones, those at the **Divine Emperor (Mid)** level, tumbled uncontrollably from the sky, crashing into the earth below. Their life auras extinguished instantly. Even two of the **Divine Emperor (Late)** Demon Hunters lost consciousness mid-flight, plummeting to their deaths.

In the blink of an eye, twenty-nine of the over two hundred Demon Hunters charging toward Dongbo Xueying had perished. The survivors—those at the **Divine Emperor (Late)** level—found their strength drastically diminished, some retaining only thirty to forty percent of their power, while others barely clung to ten or twenty percent. Even the **Divine Emperor (Perfected)** Demon Hunters were forced to expend immense mental effort to resist, their combat prowess halved.

“How is this possible?!”

“**My King!** A terrifying world is pulling at our souls, trying to drown us in its depths! My strength is reduced to a mere ten percent!” Some of the **Divine Emperor (Late)** Demon Hunters, terrified, began retreating immediately.

Their intelligence was high—they understood that with their power so diminished, facing the cultivators would be akin to walking into slaughter.

“**Hmph. All Divine Emperor (Late) and (Mid) ranks, withdraw.**” A voice resonated in the minds of every Demon Hunter.

It was the command of their **King**.

**Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—**

Even those Demon Hunters still outside the range of Dongbo Xueying’s **Illusory World**, so long as they were at the **Divine Emperor (Mid)** or **(Late)** level, immediately began retreating.

Thus, a bizarre spectacle unfolded.

The moment Dongbo Xueying stepped forward to meet the Demon Hunters and pressed his hand outward, twenty-nine of the charging beasts lost control mid-flight, crashing to their deaths. Over a hundred more, weakened and terrified, fled in panic.

Only the **Divine Emperor (Perfected)** Demon Hunters remained, still daring to attack.

“**A vast world…?**” The towering figure standing at the rear—his wrists and ankles bound in chains etched with golden runes, suffering under endless torment—narrowed his eyes. He had long grown accustomed to the pain, but this… this was unexpected.

“**A world that drags souls into its depths… A large-scale soul attack. Anyone entering its range is affected.**” The giant mused silently. “**Among the cultivators of this world, there exists one so formidable in the soul arts? I’ve never heard of such a being before.**”

He knew his own status well.

As a **High-Level Hunyuan Lifeform**, if not for the suppression imposed upon him, he could annihilate every cultivator in this world with a mere thought.

But he was a prisoner—bound, tortured. The farther he strayed from his lair, the heavier the suppression. If he were to approach the walls of **Redcloud City**, his power would wane to the point where even the weakest cultivator could slay him. Among the imprisoned **Hunyuan lifeforms** in this world, only the **Lord of the Abyssal Sea** could roam freely. The others, himself included, had to tread carefully, venturing out only with ample protection.

“**Such a soul-domain technique… Numbers mean nothing before him.**” The giant frowned slightly.

Behind Dongbo Xueying, eighteen cultivators stood their ground, prepared for a desperate battle. Some even clung to the faint hope that, in the face of death, they might break through and ascend as **Hunyuan lifeforms**.

But what they witnessed next left them utterly stunned.

“**What… what just happened?**”

“**I didn’t see any technique!**”

“**How…?**”

They were baffled.

Dongbo Xueying had merely pressed his hand forward—yet no visible attack had been launched. His **Illusory World** technique deliberately avoided affecting his allies, leaving them completely unaware of what had transpired. From their perspective, the Demon Hunters had simply died in droves before even reaching them, while others fled in terror.

It was unheard of.

Unfathomable.

“**Kill!**” The remaining **Divine Emperor (Perfected)** Demon Hunters, unimpeded, closed the distance in an instant. Since Dongbo Xueying’s group had not fled, they became the first to engage in combat.

Over fifty Demon Hunters swarmed Dongbo Xueying, while others targeted the remaining cultivators.

“**Fight!**” Dongbo Xueying’s voice echoed in their minds. “**Do not fear—their strength is greatly diminished. They are no threat.**”

A spear materialized in his grip.

**Whoosh!**

Even without pushing his physical body to its limits, his base strength was already at the **Divine Emperor (Late)** level. As a **Dao Comprehender**, his combat prowess rivaled that of a **Divine Emperor (Perfected)**. The other cultivators, now reinvigorated, unleashed their own techniques, supporting one another.

**Bam!**

With a casual thrust of his spear, Dongbo Xueying sent a Demon Hunter flying.

His movements were fluid, unpredictable—his **Voidbug Movement Technique** rendering his form a blur. Despite being surrounded by over fifty foes, only seven or eight could attack him simultaneously. And with their strength so reduced—now barely at the **Divine Emperor (Late)** level—he defended effortlessly.

“**Huh?**”

“**They’re… weak.**”

“**Their power has dropped drastically—they feel like mere Divine Emperor (Late) now.**”

“**But their bodies… their vitality remains at the Perfected level.**”

The cultivators, initially prepared for a hopeless battle, were astonished. The Demon Hunters’ physical resilience remained monstrous, but their offensive capabilities had plummeted. With mutual support, the nineteen cultivators—Dongbo Xueying and the eighteen others—found themselves completely overwhelming the two hundred-plus Demon Hunters.

“**Emperor Feixue, what kind of technique is this?!**” A metallic giant wielding a massive hammer sent Demon Hunters flying with each swing. **Boom! Boom! Boom!** Seven or eight were batted away in quick succession. “**Even if five or six hundred came at us, we could handle them easily!**”

“**Emperor Feixue, we are in awe!**”

“**Emperor Feixue, you’ve saved our lives!**”

Moments ago, they had resigned themselves to death. Now, hope blazed anew—and with it, immense admiration for Dongbo Xueying’s unfathomable power. Even the **Three City Lords** possessed no such ability.

“**We must aid the others,**” Dongbo Xueying transmitted.

“**We follow your lead, Emperor Feixue!**”

“**Wherever you command!**”

Dongbo Xueying’s group, having held their ground, were the first to engage.

But the cultivators who had fled in other directions also witnessed the unbelievable scene.

A single man, from a distance, had slain twenty-nine Demon Hunters and sent over a hundred fleeing in terror.

Then, leading eighteen others, he had suppressed over two hundred **Divine Emperor (Perfected)** Demon Hunters—each weakened to the point of being effortlessly crushed.

“**Stop running!**”

**Daoist Youya**, witnessing this, felt his mind tremble. Without hesitation, he relayed orders to his subordinates. “**Turn back! Rejoin Emperor Feixue! He is our only hope of survival!**”

“**Back!**”

“**We must return!**”

Of the nine in **Youya’s** group, eight immediately reversed course. Even **Xie Fan**, after a brief hesitation, followed.

(Note: The translation maintains the original names, terms, and stylistic elements while adapting the prose for natural English readability. Key terms like **Hunyuan**, **Divine Emperor ranks**, and technique names remain consistent with the provided context.)