Blood Moon, Return My Wife's Life

Yi Chengsheng could be considered the representative of these descendants of the Wasteland Soldiers in the Ancient Desolation Realm.

His words were heard both by the remnant people of the Ancient Wilds in the Floating Sky City and by the one hundred twenty thousand martial artists of the human realm in the forests outside the city.

The remnant people of the primeval age found it entirely reasonable.

The matter of the Blood Moon was not much of a secret here. Those with some status knew about it; only the common folk were largely unaware.

But at this moment, even the commoners did not think their city lord was wrong.

The reason was simple: only one person per year could ascend the Immortal Ascension Path.

There were so—many people from the outside world, and so—many talented individuals.

If everyone wanted to use the Immortal Ascension Path, then if they themselves or their relatives ever had a chance to take it, they would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey and the Month of the Horse just to get in line.

By the time their turn came, they would probably have no lifespan left.

The martial artists of the human realm, on the other hand, felt indignant and angry.

They thought the people in the Primeval Secret Realm had gone mad.

For the sake of the Immortal Ascension Path, they would turn their blades against their own kind, suppress the development of their race, and harm the foundation of the mother realm.

"These people are completely insane!"

"Twisted and heartless! I'm ashamed to be associated with them!"

"Zero sense of the bigger picture! Bah!"

The martial artists pointed at the remnant people of the ancient era and cursed them aloud.

Originally, those in the human realm had felt at least a little bit of moral responsibility — that these people were living their lives just fine, and now we’re barging in to take their things. For those with a strong sense of morality, that was somewhat uncomfortable.

But now, that concern was completely gone.

The reality was: a group of selfish bastards had monopolized the Immortal Ascension Path, which should have belonged to everyone, and had continuously slaughtered the outstanding talents of the human race and persecuted the great Dao artifacts.

What kind of people were these?

Enemies!

At the same time, the voice of Da Chun rang out in Chen Yi's mind.

"Brother Yi, I remember now."

"Remember what?"

"How I became like this."

Da Chun told Chen Yi that a long, long time ago — he couldn't recall the exact era — the five great Dao artifacts stood at seven cardinal points of the human realm, positioned at Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. They guarded each region, suppressed natural disasters, and calmed the negative energy within people's hearts.

Occasionally, they would leave their posts and wander the mortal world, meeting heroes and exceptional talents, working with them to craft legends.

Until one day, the Heaven and Earth Sword disappeared.

Silently. Without leaving any trace.

As the only one among the five great Dao artifacts of the human realm to focus on killing and slaughter, the Heaven and Earth Sword's destructive power — if wielded by a powerful master — would be something the four others, even the Jiuzhou Cauldron, could not withstand together.

The Qiankun Mirror and the other two thought the Heaven and Earth Sword might have gone roaming the human realm and concealed its aura. But the Jiuzhou Cauldron sensed something was wrong.

Later, the artifact spirit of the Mountains and Rivers Armor was cruelly erased.

The Jiuzhou Cauldron realized someone was deliberately destroying the great Dao artifacts.

If all five of them were destroyed, the human realm would be finished.

So, the Jiuzhou Cauldron guided the Qiankun Mirror and the Sun and Moon Tower to seek refuge in the star domain and turn to Old Shen for protection.

To avoid putting all eggs in one basket, the Jiuzhou Cauldron chose to separate its spirit and vessel — burying the vessel deep underground and having its spirit reincarnate as a human.

To the human realm, the Jiuzhou Cauldron had not disappeared.

But for anyone looking for the Jiuzhou Cauldron, they simply could not find it anymore.

However, later came some unexpected troubles.

At the height of his power, the Great Demon stirred up storms in the human realm. He broke into the star domain and seized the Sun and Moon Tower.

A mysterious figure, wielding the long-missing Heaven and Earth Sword, shattered the Qiankun Mirror.

As for the reincarnated Jiuzhou Cauldron, its descendants were brutally slaughtered, leaving only Da Chun and the brothers and sisters of the Chen family.

"So that's how it is..."

After hearing Da Chun's account, the fragmented pieces of information about the persecution of the great Dao artifacts from the past were all linked together and made whole.

Chen Yi's voice echoed all around.

Survivors of the primeval age!

If it's come to this, there's nothing more to discuss!

On the public side, the Blood Moon is an enemy of the human realm!

On the private side, we came today to take back the Immortal Ascension Path!"

Yi Chengsheng burst into laughter.

Did you think I was wasting words on all of you because I was afraid? I was merely waiting for my warriors from the Primeval Upper Realm to arrive!

From all directions, the sky was covered with dense clouds.

But they were not clouds — they were martial artists rushing in from the other four Floating Sky Cities and from all corners of the Primeval Secret Realm.

From Martial Saints down to Body Refining stage martial artists, the entire population surged out!

Even their Body Refining stage martial artists could fly!

Divine patterns coiled around their feet, granting them the power of flight — and they flew quite fast!

The Archaic Remnants had even deployed their Body Refining-stage fighters, utterly outnumbering the forces of the human realm.

The one hundred twenty thousand martial artists of the human realm gripped their weapons, standing back to back with their brothers, ready to fight to the death.

Yi Chengsheng looked down arrogantly at everyone and roared wildly.

"Kill them all! Everyone who came in today must die! They know too much!"

Just as both sides were about to clash, Chen Yi's laughter reached Yi Chengsheng's ears.

"Kid, what's there to laugh about?"

"So? Did you think I was wasting words with you all to solve things peacefully? Every single one of you, get down here!"

Chen Yi raised his right hand, and the One Line Sky Array activated!

"What's happening? Why are the divine patterns failing?"

"Ah! I'm falling! Save me! Save me!"

"I'm only at Body Refining stage! I can't survive a fall!"

"Martial King! Take me up with you!"

"I can't fly either!!"

The remnants of the ancient people, flying through the air, fell to the ground like raindrops.

Those of lower cultivation levels exploded into meat paste on impact, turning into bloody puddles right on the spot.

Those of moderate levels broke bones and tendons, essentially losing combat capability.

Those of higher levels were mostly unharmed, but the psychological blow was severe — they were used to flying with divine patterns, and the sudden failure left them utterly baffled.

As for those at Martial King level and above, they discovered that not only had the divine patterns failed, but even their innate ability to soar was gone.

On the human realm side, only a few Martial Gods had been hovering in the air; the rest were on the ground in the forest.

Shen Yang took a fall but was unharmed.

The Great Demon exploited a loophole, turning himself into a mass of evil energy, making him immune to the no-fly effect.

Li Wentian remained motionless, still hovering in the air.

As for Yi Chengsheng and the other four city lords, they had a miserable time — scrambling and tumbling down from the sky, trying every possible method mid-fall but failing to stop themselves.

"No flying?!"

"It's a no-fly restriction! But it's absurdly powerful, affecting even Martial Gods!"

"Did that kid do this? Who the hell is he? Why is there no information about him?!"

There was no longer any possibility of peace between the human realm and the Primeval Secret Realm.

With the no-fly array activated, Chen Yi immediately ordered the human realm martial artists to attack.

Those remnant people of the ancient wilds who had fallen, half-dead or maimed, were instantly swarmed by squads of fighters from the human realm and chopped into minced meat.

Having lost their aerial advantage through the divine patterns, the Primeval Remnants were now like the dragon-men from the fifth simulation — extremely ill-adapted to this change.

Meanwhile, among the human realm side, martial artists below Martial King level had never been able to fly in the first place. Ground combat was the mode they were most used to.

The difference in combat effectiveness was clear immediately. As soon as the battle began, the human realm side gained the upper hand.

On the Martial God level of the opposing side, Chen Yi's group also held the advantage.

Li Wentian and the Great Demon exploited their aerial dominance, pounding the five Primeval city lords from above and driving them into utter disarray.

Hua Wuyan interfered with strange shamanic arts.

Shen Yang was busy tinkering with his various mechanical gadgets on the side.

Chen Yi charged into the enemy formation, punching the Southern City Lord, kicking the Northern City Lord, smashing the Western City Lord with his cauldron, and sweeping the Eastern City Lord with his banner!

"Blood Moon!! Return my wife's life!!!"

Yi Chengsheng watched as Chen Yi's golden hair bristled, instantly transforming into Super Saiyan One, and found the whole thing baffling.

"Who the hell are you?! Who killed your wife?!"