Across the Heartland Continent, numerous supreme experts observed the standoff between the Undying Nether Emperor and Daoist Tianxin through various means.
At this moment, Daoist Tianxin’s expression was grim, while the Undying Nether Emperor sneered with triumph.
“It seems the Undying Nether Emperor has truly uncovered Daoist Tianxin’s real identity.”
“Reveal it now!”
“Hurry and expose him!”
“Looks like they’re communicating via voice transmission. The Undying Nether Emperor refuses to make it public!”
“Why would he? If he exposes Daoist Tianxin’s identity, Tianxin will go berserk, leaving no room for negotiation—he’ll destroy that colossal formation. Without that vast array controlling the souls, how could anyone possibly dominate the countless lives across fifteen nations under the Heartland Continent’s suppression?”
“I’ve waited too long to learn Daoist Tianxin’s identity. Yet the Undying Nether Emperor won’t reveal it!”
The factions watched intently.
Among them, demonic figures burned with impatience.
Others, cold and aloof, were merely curious, eager to uncover the truth.
Of course, there were also fervent devotees of Daoist Tianxin—some were once beings he had saved, now risen to power, while others revered him purely for his deeds. These warriors dreaded his exposure. He was a banner, a symbol that suppressed countless fiends! He must not fall!
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“Disciple’s disciple?” Dongbo Xueying transmitted privately. “Master, is the Undying Nether Emperor our grandmaster?”
He had never heard of any connection between the Southcloud Monarch and the Undying Nether Emperor.
“Has he truly discovered your identity? Ah, Xueying, the Undying Nether Emperor became my master only after you took me as your teacher! Back then, to obtain the ‘Dual Realm Blade,’ I was forced to swear an oath and acknowledge its original owner—the Undying Nether Emperor—as my master, pledging service to him,” the Southcloud Monarch transmitted. “I thought he had perished long ago. Who could have imagined he would return after all these ages? Xueying, I urge you to endure this. Since he’s uncovered your identity, don’t resist further. The Undying Nether Emperor is a madman. They say he embodies death itself, for slaughter is his nature. If you truly oppose him… he will never let you go!”
Dongbo Xueying understood.
Truly, his master, the Southcloud Monarch, was pitiable—bound by an oath.
“Leave at once,” the Undying Nether Emperor said, smiling faintly as he transmitted to Dongbo Xueying. “You are my disciple’s disciple. Do not betray your lineage.”
“My allegiance was freely given,” Dongbo Xueying replied. “Nether Emperor, I advise you to abandon this path. If you withdraw the countless array components now, your losses can still be minimized. But if I act, your losses will be far greater.”
The Undying Nether Emperor’s expression darkened. “Yingshan Xueying? You dare oppose me?”
“If you ceased slaughtering the innocent, I would have no quarrel with you. Nether Emperor… after all this carnage, you still haven’t attained the Meta realm. Have you ever considered that your path might be wrong?” Dongbo Xueying transmitted. “When a road reaches its limit and offers no breakthrough, turning back may reveal another way. Abandon this bloodshed, discard your old ambitions, and embrace compassion. Perhaps then you’ll attain enlightenment and ascend to the Meta realm.”
When one path leads nowhere, why not try the opposite?
“I tried that long ago. It was futile. Do not presume to lecture me on cultivation!” The Undying Nether Emperor’s face twisted with fury. “Leave now, and I shall still regard you as my disciple’s disciple. I may even aid you in the future. But if you obstruct me, do not blame me for my ruthlessness. I will annihilate your entire Yingshan Clan—and Southcloud Nation! All because of you!”
The Undying Nether Emperor was bluffing.
Destroying the Yingshan Clan? He wouldn’t hesitate.
But Southcloud Nation?
A nation nearly equivalent to fifteen third-rate kingdoms? And the Southcloud Monarch—with his countless avatars—would go mad with vengeance. His rampage would rival Dongbo Xueying’s own wrath.
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While pressuring Dongbo Xueying, the Undying Nether Emperor simultaneously transmitted to the Southcloud Monarch: “Make your disciple see reason! If he ruins my plans, not only his Yingshan Clan but your Southcloud Nation will suffer!”
“What? Master, are you saying Daoist Tianxin is Yingshan Xueying?”
“You didn’t know?”
“Such a secret must remain absolute. I was never told.”
“Fool!” The Undying Nether Emperor seethed. “Your disciple Yingshan Xueying is Daoist Tianxin! He’s now recklessly opposing me. Stop him before it’s too late!”
“I’ll try,” the Southcloud Monarch replied.
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Dongbo Xueying hovered midair, his expression shifting as he glared at the Undying Nether Emperor. “No persuasion will sway me. You know I was reborn into this world. I rejected even Patriarch Fan’s teachings, choosing instead the Southcloud Monarch. Why? Because he offered freedom. His scriptures and treasures mean nothing to me. Do you truly think he can influence me?”
The Undying Nether Emperor’s face darkened further.
Madness!
This Yingshan Xueying, a reincarnated soul, cared little for the Southcloud Monarch—perhaps even his own Yingshan Clan!
“Useless! I’ve been urging him, but though he’s my disciple, I taught him nothing. Now, he surpasses me. I cannot control him!” the Southcloud Monarch transmitted frantically. “What should I do, Master?”
“Worthless!” the Undying Nether Emperor roared inwardly, his patience fraying.
“I’m powerless!” the Southcloud Monarch insisted, deliberately distancing himself to shield Southcloud Nation from the coming storm—a plan he and Dongbo Xueying had devised.
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“Nether Emperor, enough delays. Will you retreat or not?” Dongbo Xueying demanded.
“Retreat? After burning the Ultimate Wraith, after assembling this grand formation for the ritual? How?” The Undying Nether Emperor’s voice was a snarl in Dongbo Xueying’s mind. “If I withdraw now, the Ultimate Wraith is wasted, the ritual fails, the corpse’s vitality fades, and all my treasures—countless World-Devouring Nectars—are lost! Everything! How can I retreat?”
The cost was too great.
Failure meant only the Meta corpse would remain intact. Everything else—ruined.
Gathering resources for another attempt would take ages.
And with Yingshan Xueying’s interference, any future ritual would meet the same fate!
“Yingshan Xueying, walk your path, and I’ll walk mine. Do not force me.” Golden flames flickered across the Undying Nether Emperor’s body.
“I force no one. It is you who leaves the innocent no escape.” Dongbo Xueying gestured to the countless suspended souls, their gazes pleading. “Your path demands their extinction. That is the way of demons—and demons must perish.”
“Since you refuse to relent, I must act.” For the first time, Dongbo Xueying spoke aloud, his voice thunderous.
“You dare!”
The Undying Nether Emperor’s roar shook the heavens.
His form became an abyss of darkness, his aura engulfing the world. His hands, wreathed in golden fire, lashed out.
The world plunged into a realm of death, where golden flames consumed all.
“Such terrifying power.” Dongbo Xueying realized the Undying Nether Emperor far surpassed even the Eternal Night Primogenitor.
Activating his evasion technique—’Myriad Realms Escape,’ a pinnacle move of his *Flying Snow Combat Art*—Dongbo Xueying’s body swirled with spatial distortions, attempting to tear open a void passage.
But this time, it failed.
Under the golden flames and the crushing darkness, his vortex collapsed. He couldn’t flee. The relentless assault ravaged his body. Though he resisted, within two exchanges, his form was incinerated.
Yet—
It meant nothing.
Facing the Undying Nether Emperor, Dongbo Xueying hadn’t risked his true self. He hadn’t brought the Voidfire Lotus, let alone his Meta weapon, the Azure River Spear. This was merely a powerful avatar—without treasures, its combat power was at the Ultimate level, still inferior to a true Ultimate in survival and evasion.
The Undying Nether Emperor’s full strength obliterated it effortlessly.
“Hmm?” The Undying Nether Emperor frowned.
So easily?
And no treasures left behind?
“Whoosh.” “Whoosh.” “Whoosh.”
In that instant—
Across all fifteen nations, white-robed figures materialized. Over a hundred avatars, scattered everywhere.
“No!” The Undying Nether Emperor’s fury erupted. “Yingshan Xueying, if you cease interference, all can be negotiated!”
“Cease the ritual, and so can I,” all hundred avatars replied.
“You leave me no choice!” The Undying Nether Emperor snapped.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Dongbo Xueying’s avatars—some strong, some weak—shattered the void. Key formations crumbled. Within moments, over ten critical array nodes were annihilated. The vast black formation trembling above the fifteen nations shuddered, then collapsed entirely.
The skies cleared.
Dawn’s gentle light returned, serene and beautiful.
The countless freed souls, no longer bound, soared back to their bodies.
“Return, return.”
“No! NO—”
The Undying Nether Emperor fought desperately to stop it, but Dongbo Xueying’s avatars were too numerous.
“YINGSHAN XUEYING!!!”
The Undying Nether Emperor’s roar echoed across millions of miles, shaking the Heartland Continent.
In that moment, the world learned the truth—
Daoist Tianxin was none other than Southcloud’s Flying Snow Monarch, Yingshan Xueying.
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