Celestial Dragon Sword Venerable

No one knew this was the Demon Heart Sword Body, but nearly everyone believed it to be a Secret Technique that burned one’s potential.

Coupled with his complete Demonization, he was burning through his very life and all its associated Origins.

And in truth, this understanding wasn’t entirely wrong.

After Entering Demon by severing all emotion and completely succumbing to it, the process was akin to an unparalleled Demon Dao technique like the Great Destiny Skill: sacrificing one’s entire future and boundless life in exchange for a fleeting surge of Battle Power.

Once this light of life bloomed in a single, brilliant flash, it was destined to be plunged into eternal darkness.

An Unparalleled Divine Child of such breathtaking ability, whose Talent shocked the ages and was a sight not seen even once in a million years, had now been reduced to this.

Whether it was sorrow for such wasted talent, empathy for a fellow’s tragic fate, or the sheer weight of Ye Tianling’s Demonization in the name of love, the scene struck a deep chord in the hearts of everyone present.

Even someone as shameless as Long Fengyang was now wracked with regret, his heart aching to the point of suffocation.

’If I’d known it would come to this, who would even care about some Celestial Mandate Divine Son?’

’If I’d just been a little nicer to the boy, the benefits I could’ve gained would have been far greater than this, wouldn’t they?’

’Back then, with the Dragon Race united and the breathtakingly talented Celestial Secret Divine Son among us... what a glorious picture that would have been!’

’As for the chaos in the Celestial Demon Blood Domain...’

’That reason was just an excuse to fool the world.’

’Thinking about it now, it was all just a joke.’

Long Fengyang’s mind cleared considerably. The blood-red glint in his eyes faded, and a flicker of his humanity returned.

Before the current berserk, destructive aura, even the terrifying Hidden Dragon Shackles had become utterly docile, not daring to act up in the slightest. It was as if even these shackles, which possessed their own evil will, feared the Silent Extinction Purple Flame.

Coughing up blood, Long Fengyang quietly retreated from the area.

At the center of the storm, he had nearly been shaken to death by the aftershocks of Force Qi. He was already severely injured.

In the distance, Duan Jiutian and the others were in a similarly sorry state.

The Ancient Battlefield of the Cyan Dragon Race was completely destroyed. This ancient Ancestral Land, an independent Void for preaching, teaching, and seeking Enlightenment Dao, would be reduced to nothing but ruins after this battle.

This loss alone was a fatal blow to the Cyan Dragon Race.

To say nothing of the fact that after being struck by that destructive soundwave, the Cyan Dragon Race had lost a full seven Saint Son and Saintess Candidates, as well as over thirteen hundred True Disciples!

Long Fengyang was in the process of tallying these figures, and every time he confirmed another name on the death list, he couldn’t stop himself from vomiting blood.

If this were the end of it, it might not be so difficult to accept. What was unacceptable was that for the now-Demonized Ye Tianling, the reckoning had only just begun.

It was only a matter of time before Yao Yusu was beaten to death. But once she was dead, what then?

As Long Fengyang considered this, he couldn’t help but glance toward Ye Tianling.

...

Yao Yusu’s head was smashed directly into the ground, bound by shackles of bloody light.

Ye Tianling brought his fist smashing down.

"HUMMM—"

The Space Mirror unexpectedly manifested, emitting a ripple of Flowing Light that blocked Ye Tianling’s strike.

But Ye Tianling threw a second punch.

Even though the Space Mirror possessed formidable Guardian Power, Yao Yusu hadn’t properly refined it and couldn’t command it multiple times.

Beginning with the second strike, the Space Mirror’s defensive Ability began to weaken.

The force began Piercing through. Yao Yusu’s head was battered with a series of sickening thuds. She was repeatedly slammed hundreds, even thousands, of meters into the ground, only to be dragged back out by the bloody light to be beaten again.

Bloody cracks gradually spiderwebbed across Yao Yusu’s skull, and her sense of mortal danger surged to its absolute peak.

But just then, Ye Tianling suddenly stopped and instead made a fierce grab toward the distant Void.

His gaze locked directly onto thirteen Saintesses from the Jade Pool Sacred Land, in the area where they had previously been located!

Even though they had already fled nearly a thousand miles, Ye Tianling’s hand shot out, seemingly Piercing the Void itself. It expanded to the size of a mountain and snatched all thirteen Saintesses at once.

"SPLAT—"

He clenched his fist violently.

A series of explosions rang out from within his palm.

All thirteen peerless Saintesses, their Realms ranging from the Sword Tribulation Sixth Refining to the Sword Tribulation Ninth Refining, were crushed to death!

The situation was somewhat similar to what had happened with Ye Cangqian. Some of the Saintesses were incredibly tenacious, managing to reform their bodies multiple times as if being resurrected from the dead.

Others, however, were completely obliterated into a mist of flesh and blood after being crushed just once, their bodies and souls utterly annihilated.

As Ye Tianling’s hand slowly closed, he crushed them again and again.

This scene made Yao Yusu’s eyes burn with such fury it seemed they would split from their sockets!

The thirteen Saintesses were the very lifeblood of her Jade Pool Sacred Land, an unparalleled resource and the foundation of their future power!

And yet, Ye Tianling had crushed them all to death in a single grasp!

"AHHH— You deserve to die! You deserve to die! Ye Tianling, I will never rest until you are dead!"

Yao Yusu roared madly. At the same time, she used her supreme power to constantly commune with heaven and earth, sending out ripples of Law in all directions.

"Husband, come save me! The little bastard killed our son! Your woman is about to be killed too! Hurry and come!"

Yao Yusu cried out ceaselessly with her Holy Soul, even using a Blood Sacrifice Technique to burn her life’s potential in a frantic summons.

But the unparalleled Taotie Divine Beast did not appear.

Within Ye Tianling’s palm, wisps of Space were crushed again and again.

One peerless Saintess among them managed to reform her bloodline and Soul a full five times, yet still could not escape her fatal doom.

This scene made the distant Saint Masters, Saint Sons, and Saintesses feel their very souls wanting to flee in terror.

"Let’s go—"

"I’m not watching anymore! We’ll get dragged into this and crushed to death!"

The various Saint Masters were utterly horrified. Not daring to make a sound or do anything that might attract Ye Tianling’s attention, they all retreated quietly, departing in silence.

’If we don’t leave now, I’m afraid it’ll be our turn as soon as Yao Yusu is dead.’

Only now did they recall Ye Tianling’s vow to "make the whole world die with him." They feared it was no empty threat.

They desperately wanted to see the final outcome of this battle. They even wanted to collect Ye Tianling’s body after his inevitable Transformation Dao and give him a simple burial.

But now, they could only abandon such thoughts.

...

"Calling for your husband?"

Ye Tianling heard Yao Yusu’s frantic cries. His eyes, burning with the Flame of Destruction, blazed intensely.

His voice grew even colder.

The words he spoke were hoarse and grating.

But there was something in that voice that was uniquely despairing.

Yao Yusu froze, a chill running through her body and soul as endless fear washed over her.

She suddenly realized, ’So what if I summon my husband, the Ancient Divine Beast? If he can’t win, won’t I just be getting him killed as well?’

Terror seized her soul, but the summons had already been sent. Now, it was likely too late to stop it, even if she wanted to.

Ye Tianling struck three more times.

With those three punches, Yao Yusu was blasted apart, and all of her defensive trump cards were completely exhausted.

Yao Yusu’s head was riddled with wounds and covered in cracks, battered beyond recognition.

She wasn’t dead yet, but she was on the verge of it.

The eerie Silent Extinction Purple Flame flickered in Ye Tianling’s palm, but he didn’t throw it.

He seemed to be waiting for the arrival of the Ancient Divine Beast Taotie.

Yao Yusu’s heart sank into complete despair. Her only wish now was that her husband would not come.

"HSSSS—"

Just then, Ye Tianling’s gaze shifted to Long Wudao.

"THWACK—"

He threw a single punch.

Long Wudao’s body shot away like a streak of Flowing Light, but he was still struck by Ye Tianling’s punch.

"BOOM—"

A cloud of blood mist exploded outward.

Long Wudao was instantly blown apart. Several streams of Flowing Light flared up from his body, but they offered no defense whatsoever.