The instant the purple thunder dragon opened its eyes, a corner of the tenth-level uncanny domain outside the Heavenly Profound Holy Land was illuminated.
This was no ordinary lightning.
It was the ultimate thunderous might imprisoned within the ninth level of the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda.
Purple lightning surged like an ocean.
Its dragon scales towered like mountains.
As its dragon eyes opened and closed, it seemed as though Heaven’s punishment had awakened from the ancient Thunder Marshes.
Wang Hao held the pagoda in his left hand and the sword in his right.
The New Emperor Sword trembled violently.
It was not afraid.
It was excited.
The bone patterns along its blade seemed to come alive. Wisps of gray-white deathly aura intertwined with devouring black radiance, and faintly, countless tiny mouths appeared to gape open along the blade.
“Master!”
“Where should I strike?”
Wang Hao stared at the sliver of a rules fissure before Ji Wushang’s mutilated uncanny eye—the fissure that had been frozen in place for that instant by the Domain-Breaking Heaven Needle.
His voice was flat.
“The eye.”
“Hack it to pieces.”
The New Emperor Sword let out a laugh that was almost perverse.
“Coming right up!”
The next moment—
The gate to the ninth level of the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda burst completely open.
Boom!
The purple thunder dragon streaked across the sky.
At that instant, every martial artist outside the Heavenly Profound Holy Land looked up.
They saw a purple thunder dragon roar out from the direction of the Great Xia spirit ark, tearing through the darkness at the edge of the uncanny domain as it charged straight toward Ji Wushang’s mutilated uncanny eye.
“Wang Hao has made his move!”
“Has he gone mad?!”
“He’s only at the second level of the Martial God Realm, yet he dares to interfere in a battle like this?”
“That isn’t an ordinary attack—it’s the thunder dragon from the ninth level of the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda!”
A Holy Land elder cried out in alarm.
The thirty Transcendent Ancestors sensed this thunderous might at the same time.
Ancestor Xingchen’s eyes narrowed.
“This brat…”
The white-haired Ancestor Tianxuan roared:
“Hold Ji Wushang back!”
“Don’t let it dodge!”
They were all ancient monsters who had lived for who knew how many years.
Even if they disliked Wang Hao, they understood that this was a once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity.
The Domain-Breaking Heaven Needle had fixed the rules fissure in place.
Thirty Transcendent Ancestors had burned their ancestral blood to restrain Ji Wushang’s three cores.
The thunder dragon from the ninth level of the Thunder Abyss Demon-Suppressing Pagoda would deliver the finishing blow.
Everything happened within a single breath.
If they missed this chance, there would never be another.
Rumble!
The Profound Yellow Seal descended once more.
The Starry Ancestor Bell rang out with a shattering peal.
The Primordial Divine Furnace spewed forth innate divine fire.
Ten thousand ancient swords rang in unison within the Myriad Swords Ancestor Casket.
The Netherworld Ghost Lamp cast its light upon phantoms from the underworld.
The Mountains and Rivers Ancient Scroll unfurled, revealing ten thousand miles of divine mountains.
The thirty Transcendent Ancestors seemed to have gone completely mad, driving the ancestral blood that was already burning to an even more extreme level.
They knew that if this attack failed, the Central Continent might truly have no tomorrow.
For the first time, apprehension appeared within Ji Wushang’s mutilated uncanny eye.
He was no fool.
The instinct of a tenth-level aberration told him that the purple thunder dragon could not kill him in his complete state.
But he was incomplete now.
His uncanny eye had been torn apart by the desperate assault of the Sixteen Holy Lands.
His uncanny body had only just been born from the contamination of the Imperial Corpse and the Abyss of Ten Thousand Ruins.
His tenth-level uncanny domain had yet to reach perfection.
If this attack landed on the fissure, the uncanny domain would inevitably be shaken.
It might even disrupt the balance of his three cores.
“Wang Hao!”
Ji Wushang let out a roar.
The sound pierced through the uncanny domain, like countless dead men whispering directly beside one’s ears.
“How dare you!”
Wang Hao bared his teeth in a grin.
“What doesn’t this emperor dare to do?”
“This emperor even dares to make you call me ‘Father.’”
Ji Wushang’s mutilated uncanny eye suddenly opened wide.
Black threads of rules surged wildly, attempting to crush the fixed point formed by the Domain-Breaking Heaven Needle.
But at that very moment—
Wang Hao moved.
He did not charge into the depths of the Eerie Domain.
He knew his own limits all too well.
At the second level of the Martial God realm, one could afford to be reckless.
But not foolish.
He merely stood outside the edge of the Eerie Domain. Using the opening fixed in place by the Domain-Breaking Heaven Needle, he hurled the New Emperor Sword from his hand.
“Go.”
“Take a big bite.”
The New Emperor Sword transformed into a streak of black-gold sword light.
Imperial dragon aura coiled around devouring black radiance.
The bone patterns of the Emperor Corpse burned with gray-white death energy.
The sword light chased the violet lightning dragon, striking Ji Wushang’s incomplete eerie eye almost simultaneously.
The violet lightning dragon arrived first.
Boom!
Thunder exploded.
In that instant, all darkness within the tenth-level Eerie Domain was pierced by violet light.
The cracks across Ji Wushang’s incomplete eerie eye were struck head-on by the lightning dragon.
Black blood erupted like the Milky Way pouring backward from the heavens.
Wherever the blood fell, it instantly corroded the ground into bottomless black pits.
Ji Wushang let out a shrill roar.
“Roar——!”
Then the New Emperor Sword arrived.
It did not slash.
It bit.
Countless tiny mouths opened along both sides of the blade, like a horde of starving demons that had gone thirty thousand years without food. They sank their teeth into the edge of the crack in the eerie eye.
Crack!
The sound was exceedingly faint.
Yet every Transcendent-realm ancestor heard it.
It was as though a small piece of some fundamental law had been bitten away.
The crack in Ji Wushang’s incomplete eerie eye widened once more.
It expanded by only the slightest amount.
But within a tenth-level Eerie Domain, even that tiny change was like an anthill in a dam.
Boom!
The tenth-level Eerie Domain suddenly stalled.
Across the thousand-mile expanse of the dark kingdom of death, all the jumbled laws halted for a brief instant.
Shadows stopped betraying their masters.
Black coffins stopped opening and closing.
Rotting stars stopped falling.
The throbbing of the white-flame eerie heart in Ji Wushang’s chest slowed by half a beat.
The power being devoured by the little coffin in his abdomen also came to a brief standstill.
A sharp gleam erupted simultaneously in the eyes of all thirty Transcendent-realm ancestors.
“Now!”
Ancestor Xingchen roared, the ancestral blood between his brows nearly burned dry.
The Starbell Ancestor Bell crashed toward Ji Wushang’s incomplete eerie eye.
White-haired Ancestor Tianxuan transformed the Profound Yellow Seal in his palm into a mountain ten thousand zhang tall, pinning down the little coffin in Ji Wushang’s abdomen.
Ancestor Taichu activated the divine furnace, pouring all of its primordial divine fire into the white-flame eerie heart in Ji Wushang’s chest.
The Myriad Swords, Nine Nether, Mountains and Rivers, Purple Sun, Profound Ice, Sun...
Every sacred-land ancestor fought with everything they had.
Boom!
For the first time, Ji Wushang’s enormous eerie body was blasted backward.
He smashed through thirty-seven spiritual peaks outside the Tianxuan Sacred Land.
The tenth-level Eerie Domain was torn open, leaving behind a crack stretching for a hundred miles.
Within the dark kingdom of death, a ray of genuine daylight shone down.
The people of Central Continent erupted in excitement.
“We broke through!”
“The Eerie Domain has been pierced!”
“That strike from Wang Hao worked!”
“He fixed the rift in the laws!”
“Damn it, that kid really dared to do it!”
The sacred-land cultivators wore complicated expressions.
They had wanted to curse Wang Hao.
But at that moment, they could not bring themselves to do it.
Because without Wang Hao’s intervention, the thirty Transcendent-realm ancestors might never have been able to tear open that one sliver of hope.
Aboard the Great Xia spirit vessel, the New Emperor Sword flew back, its body trembling violently. A drop of black, gleaming blood still hung from its blade.
It trembled as it laughed wildly.
“Master!”
“I bit it!”
“I bit a tenth-level eerie being!”
“Hahahahaha! I’ve finally made something of myself!”
Wang Hao reached out and caught it.
The next moment—
his arm suddenly sank.
The strange contamination clinging to the New Emperor Sword began to backlash violently. Black veins crawled up the hilt, making their way toward Wang Hao’s palm.
Wang Hao gave a cold snort.
The Imperial Dragon Aura erupted.
The willpower of the countless people materialized.
Golden dragon aura forcibly suppressed the black veins, driving them back.
Wang Hao glanced at the black blood on the blade, his eyes lighting up.
“Good stuff.”
The New Emperor Sword said smugly:
“Master, this one bite will take me a long time to digest.”
Wang Hao said flatly:
“Don’t digest it too quickly.”
The New Emperor Sword was puzzled.
“Why not?”
Wang Hao answered seriously:
“I’m afraid that once you finish digesting it, you’ll become even more of a bastard.”
The New Emperor Sword: “…”
Yin Jiuyou crouched beside them and said in a hollow voice:
“Your Majesty, I think it has no room left for improvement.”
Xue Wuhen nodded.
“The pinnacle of bastardry.”
The New Emperor Sword flew into a rage.
“What do you know!”
“This is the sharp edge of the sword dao!”
Wang Hao shot it a glance.
“Enough noise.”
“It’s not dead.”
Everyone’s expression turned solemn.
In the distance—
Ji Wushang, who had been blasted away by the combined attack of thirty Transcendence Realm experts, slowly crawled to his feet.
His incomplete strange eye was nearly split open by a third.
The coffin in his abdomen was caved in.
The strange white-flame heart in his chest flickered erratically, having been scorched by the Primordial Divine Flame.
His strange body was covered in wounds torn open by ancestral artifacts, sacred artifacts, and strange artifacts.
He looked utterly miserable.
Yet his aura had not weakened by much.
On the contrary—
Around him, darkness surged like a living creature.
The dead cultivators from the sacred grounds, the contaminated martial artists, the shattered spirit peaks, and the severed spiritual veins were all being voraciously devoured by the Level-Ten Strange Domain.
Ji Wushang raised his head.
His incomplete strange eye fixed intently on Wang Hao.
There was more in that gaze than simple rage.
There was also a deep, terrifying grudge.
Wang Hao’s heart stirred.
“That bastard has set his sights on me.”
The New Emperor Sword whispered:
“Master, shouldn’t we run?”
Wang Hao replied:
“‘Should’?”
“We’re already running.”
The moment he finished speaking, Han Shanyue had already activated the Great Xia Spiritship and begun retreating again.
The Demon Lord’s lips twitched.
“When did you give the order?”
Wang Hao answered calmly:
“I noticed something was off about its eyes just now. My feet were already being very honest.”
Yin Jiuyou solemnly expressed his admiration.
“Your Majesty truly is a wise ruler.”
“Before your brain can even finish thinking, your body has already made the choice on behalf of the nation.”
Wang Hao glanced at him.
“Say one more word of praise and I’ll throw you overboard.”
Yin Jiuyou immediately shut his mouth.
On the battlefield—
The thirty Transcendence Realm experts did not pursue Ji Wushang very far.
They didn’t dare.
The previous burst of attacks had seemingly dealt Ji Wushang a heavy blow, but the price they had paid was equally dreadful.
Several ancestors had suffered a drop in cultivation.
One man’s white hair had turned to ash.
Another’s skin had withered and cracked.
Cracks in someone else’s ancestral artifact had spread all the way to its core.
Ancestor Xingchen knelt on one knee in the void, blood continuously spilling from the corner of his mouth.
He stared coldly in Wang Hao’s direction.
His eyes held both wariness and killing intent.
Wang Hao met his gaze from across the distance.
Then he revealed a radiant smile.
“Old man, don’t look at Me like that.”
“I just saved you.”
Ancestor Xingchen’s face darkened.
Saved him?
If Wang Hao hadn’t lured that calamity, Ji Wushang, to the sacred grounds of Central Continent, would they have needed saving?
And yet, at this moment, he had no way to refute Wang Hao.
Because that attack really had given them an opportunity.
It was infuriating.
It was like being stabbed by someone, only for that same person to sprinkle some medicine on the wound and ask whether you felt touched.
Ancestor Xingchen really wanted to say that he wasn’t touched at all.
But the wound seemed to have actually stopped bleeding.
Ji Wushang slowly steadied himself.
His voice came from deep within the Strange Domain.
“Wang Hao.”
“I will eat you.”
Wang Hao nodded.
“Then you’ll have to get in line.”
“There are plenty of people who want to eat me.”
“There are at least thirty-two Ancestors ahead of you.”
The New Emperor Sword added:
“It’s thirty now.”
Wang Hao glanced at it.
“Your math is pretty good.”
The New Emperor Sword straightened proudly.
“Thank you for the compliment, Master!”
Wang Hao turned his gaze back to Ji Wushang.
“But I suggest you deal with them first.”
“Their meat is tough, but it has plenty of chew.”
The expressions of the thirty Transcendent Ancestors darkened in unison.
What a bastard.
Even at a time like this, he was still trying to turn them against each other!
Ji Wushang said nothing more.
His damaged Strange Eye slowly closed.
The tenth-level Strange Domain began to contract.
The thirty Ancestors assumed he was preparing to retreat into the Myriad Ruins Abyss.
The white-haired Ancestor Tianxuan immediately shouted:
“We can’t let it escape!”
Ancestor Xingchen added:
“It’s injured!”
“Kill it while we have the chance!”
The thirty Transcendent cultivators charged into the Strange Domain once more.
But Wang Hao frowned.
“Something’s wrong.”
The Demon Lord asked in a deep voice:
“What is it?”
Wang Hao stared at the contracting domain.
“It isn’t running.”
“It’s changing locations to find something else to eat.”
The moment he finished speaking—
the tenth-level Strange Domain suddenly collapsed into a streak of black light.
Ji Wushang’s figure vanished with it.
The next instant—
far off on the horizon, an ancestral sigil belonging to the Purple Sun Sacred Land exploded with a thunderous boom.
A pillar of violet light shattered.
The expression of an elder from the Purple Sun Sacred Land changed drastically.
“The Purple Sun Sacred Land!”
“It went to the Purple Sun Sacred Land!”
The entire scene fell silent for a moment.
Then a roar that shook the Central Continent came from afar.
It sounded as though a sacred land with ten thousand years of heritage had just had its mountain gate bitten down by some monstrous beast.
Wang Hao looked in that direction.
His eyes glimmered faintly.
The Purple Sun Sacred Land?
He remembered that the one-armed elder from earlier seemed to be from the Purple Sun Sacred Land.
Wang Hao rubbed his chin.
“Han Shanyue.”
Han Shanyue immediately stepped forward.
“At your command, Your Majesty.”
Wang Hao said:
“Turn around.”
Han Shanyue froze.
“Your Majesty, are we going to provide reinforcements?”
Wang Hao shot him a sidelong glance.
“Do I look like such a kindhearted man?”
Han Shanyue fell silent.
Wang Hao said flatly:
“Let’s see if there’s anything we can pick up.”
“The sacred land is practically gone. It would be a waste to leave everything buried in the ground.”
Everyone: “……”
Yin Jiuyou looked stunned.
“Your Majesty, isn’t it a little heartless to loot them at a time like this?”
Wang Hao countered:
“They’ve already been wiped out by that abomination.”
“I’m helping them relocate their wealth so it doesn’t end up in Ji Wushang’s stomach.”
“You call that heartless?”
Yin Jiuyou thought for a moment.
“That’s what I’d call a boundless accumulation of merit.”
Wang Hao nodded in satisfaction.
“You’re a quick learner.”
The Great Xia Spirit Vessel turned around.
It sped toward the Purple Sun Sacred Land.
Behind them, the thirty Transcendent Ancestors also tore through the void in pursuit of Ji Wushang.
And the entire Central Continent—
at this moment—
truly began to tremble.
The tenth-level abomination.
It was no longer guarding the Myriad Ruins Abyss.
It had begun devouring sacred lands.
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