Chapter 1595: Dragon Blood Sea

The dragon roars echoed through the sky, and the firmament rumbled. The Desolate Heaven Dragons, originally vast and their immense dragon might covering the sky, saw their power—including that of the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master—shattered into nothingness in an instant. Even the dark glow in their eyes completely vanished, replaced by an empty dread.

"Howl—"

The air was filled with dragon howls, not majestic roars, but trembling, mournful wails. One by one, the colossal dragon figures plummeted from the sky like falling dumplings, crashing violently to the ground.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom—

For a moment, the Heavenly Gang Cloud Clan grounds shook violently with the impact of the falling Desolate Dragons. Not only in the sky above the Heavenly Gang Cloud Clan, but also within the Guardian Thunder Domain, the Thunder Dragons that had divided the area all plummeted stiffly to the ground.

This shocking sight left everyone feeling as if they were in a dream.

The Sin Domain was riddled with craters from the impact of the falling dragon bodies. Yet, after hitting the ground, the dragons showed no anger or struggle. Instead, their massive forms curled up, and these revered masters of all races, in their true forms, were visibly trembling.

Both their tightly coiled bodies and their uncontrollable tremors conveyed a pitiable humility.

It was as if their very courage had been shattered by terror!

"Ugh… ugh!" The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate’s eyes bulged, and his vision even blurred, as he stared at the terrifying scene before him—the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master, collapsed on the ground like a heap of mud and visibly trembling.

Meanwhile, Yun Che had already descended, with You'er appearing by his side. The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, swirling with a dark vortex, plunged directly towards the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master.

The Dragon God Domain struck awe into all beings, and as the supreme deity of the dragon race, its power to suppress dragons far surpassed its effect on other creatures. Even the formidable Desolate Heaven Dragon Master was instantly terrified, his courage broken and his soul shattered!

With his spirit utterly broken, the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master's power naturally crumbled. As Yun Che rapidly approached, the Divine Master’s instincts and the only remaining consciousness beyond his fear prompted him to raise a dragon claw… Yet, under a terror that completely shattered his will and conviction, his raised claw could not even generate a flicker of dark lightning, let alone any profound energy.

The massive, thousand-zhang dragon claw was severed by a single blow from the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword—and this time, it was not a power projection, but the dragon’s true body! The instant the claw was severed, foul-smelling dragon blood poured down like a torrential rain.

Despite being a Divine Master Devil Dragon, the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master's body was as hard as divine steel, even without protective energy. Yet, against the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, it proved as fragile as tofu.

"Arrrgghhh!"

The Desolate Heaven Dragon Master shrieked in agony, but even its cries were laced with profound fear. It did not retaliate; it showed no hint of struggle or resistance. Its shrinking dragon eyes reflected Yun Che’s form, and alongside that reflection, only terror and supplication remained.

Even as a young dragon, it had never displayed such a pathetic state.

Unfortunately, Yun Che’s cold eyes held no trace of pity. He flashed, landing atop the dragon’s head, and the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, coalescing with dark light, plunged down.

Thud… BOOM!!

The sword was momentarily halted by the incredibly tough dragon skull, but a split second later, it pierced through. Frigid, wild dark energy surged down, cruelly flooding into the dragon's head from its crown and, in mere moments, radiating throughout its colossal ten-thousand-zhang body.

"Howl-ugh-ugh-ugh…"

The Desolate Heaven Dragon Master's cries were utterly twisted, stripped of any dragon's arrogance or majesty. Its agony was akin to that of a sin-dragon trapped at the bottom of purgatory, enduring endless torment.

Its colossal dragon body rapidly turned black, the color deepening with each passing moment. Its screams grew weaker and more desperate until its entire form became pitch black.

Yun Che ascended, drawing the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword from the skull. In that instant, dark light fissures rapidly spread from the skull, covering the entire body. The ten-thousand-zhang dragon’s form disintegrated under the pervasive dark markings, turning into a scattered debris of dark fragments and dust.

"..." The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate recoiled. As the Grand Palace Master of the Nine Luminaries, accustomed to looking down on all beings, his face at that moment perfectly illustrated the meaning of utter pallor.

In terms of cultivation, he and the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master were evenly matched. However, in a prolonged battle, he would surely be defeated. The dragon race’s title as "Venerated Master of All Spirits" was not hollow; their powerful dragon bodies and souls surpassed all other living beings.

Yet, such a formidable Desolate Heaven Dragon Master was, under Yun Che’s sword, instantly pulverized into mere dust.

This was almost faster than the defeat of the Hidden Sword Venerate!

This undoubtedly told him that Yun Che could kill him with even greater ease!

In fact, if the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master hadn't been a dragon, he wouldn't have died so quickly.

The Desolate Heaven Dragon Master, the patriarch of the Desolate Heaven Dragon Clan, died without a shred of dignity or imposing presence, like a mere worm casually trampled underfoot.

Without a glance back at the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master’s remains, Yun Che, enveloped in a swirling storm, flashed like lightning, instantly appearing above the second Desolate Heaven Devil Dragon and striking down with his sword.

CRACK!!

Dragon blood spurted skyward, once again drenching the area in a horrifying crimson rain. The second Desolate Heaven Devil Dragon’s body was cleaved in half at the waist, like rotten timber…

The instant the dragon’s body split, Yun Che was already before the third Desolate Heaven Devil Dragon. With another sword strike, he severed its body, and the exploding dragon blood merged with the blood rain from the previous devil dragon, creating a terrifying downpour of crimson.

The fourth, the fifth, the sixth… and then the tenth…

With Illusionary Light Thunder Extreme, Star God Shattering Shadow, and Broken Moon Flickering Shadow continuously intertwining, amplified by the power of the storm, his speed became impossible for even Divine Monarchs to track. Each fleeting moment saw multiple long-distance blinks, accompanied by horrifying explosions and a sky full of dragon blood.

Six months ago, Yun Che could barely wield the newly reformed Heaven Smiting Sword; now, he commanded it with complete mastery.

The sounds of the devil dragons’ bodies breaking, shattering, and exploding in bursts of blood consumed all other noise between heaven and earth. There was no other sound. Every heart in the vicinity was tightly clenched, unable to beat.

Desolate Dragons… they were a dragon race imbued with devil thunder power! True dragons possessing the strongest bodies, the most potent souls, and the most formidable might!

Moments ago, these true dragons had proudly dominated the sky, and their mere presence, the dragon might they naturally exuded, had terrified the Yun Clan members to the point of collapse.

And dragon slaying, in any realm, was the ultimate challenge, undertaken with resolute determination.

But the sight before them… that group of Desolate Heaven Devil Dragons, whose aura had threatened annihilation, all plummeted embarrassingly to the ground in an instant. Then, one after another, they shattered under the dark greatsword. Apart from the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master, each was cleaved apart by a single strike, as fragile as weathered sand sculptures.

All they could do was curl their bodies and tremble; far from counterattacking, they didn't even attempt to struggle!

In just three breaths—three dizzying, suffocating breaths—over forty Desolate Heaven Devil Dragons were torn apart by a single sword. The continuously exploding dragon blood created a terrifying, crimson purgatory.

The Dragon God’s suppression was about to fade. Once the dragons recovered from their state of complete power and soul collapse, Yun Che would no longer be able to sever their bodies with a single strike.

He suddenly halted, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword was raised, and a sinister, cruel arc formed on his lips…

"Howl!"

A wolf shadow materialized, and the Heavenly Wolf howled at the sky. The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword slammed down with a basic Heavenly Wolf Slash, yet it unleashed seven wolf shadows.

The wolf shadows tore through the air, opening seven long, azure fissures across the world. Beneath these fissures, the very ground, space, and the trembling Desolate Heaven Devil Dragons were all cleanly severed.

As the Dragon God’s suppression vanished, the remaining Desolate Heaven Devil Dragons timidly ascended. They beheld the scene: shattered dragon bodies strewn everywhere, vast pools of blood, and their Dragon Master reduced to dark dust. Even without the Dragon God Domain, their dragon souls still convulsed with terror; their entire bodies, from head to tail, and every single scale, trembled with fright.

As supreme dragons, whose very presence was feared by all beings, they were now trampled upon like insignificant larvae. Never before had they experienced such terror, such helplessness, or such profound humiliation.

And it wasn’t only the Desolate Heaven Dragon Clan whose courage was shattered.

Everyone from the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Palace was utterly stunned. From the lowliest disciple to the Palace Master himself, all were ashen-faced; some were so shocked they didn’t even notice their weapons and profound artifacts dropping to the ground.

The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate instinctively retreated step by step, seemingly having forgotten how to flee. A powerful individual inspires awe, but Yun Che, whose strength far exceeded anything he could imagine, was terrifying not just for his power, but for his sheer ferocity and brutality.

He slew dragons as easily as one might dispatch a dog!

"You… you… just who are you?!"

The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate barely managed to utter that short sentence, expending nearly all his strength. He could clearly hear his own teeth chattering.

Below, the Yun Clan members stared up at Yun Che, eyes wide with disbelief, as if gazing upon a demon god. Not a single person could utter a word.

Was this Yun Che… the same Yun Che who had returned with Yun Shang and stayed in their clan for almost a month?!

Yun Che offered no reply. He turned, slowly pointing the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword at the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate.

The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate’s pupils constricted sharply, as if pierced by a demonic blade. Then, this sect master suddenly let out a strange cry and turned to flee. In that moment, he bore no resemblance to a supreme overlord; he was merely a terrified dog.

Whoosh!

The wind howled like thunder. With the addition of storm power, Yun Che’s extreme speed had surged again. The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate, fleeing in disarray, saw his vision blur. Yun Che’s figure had already materialized directly in front of him, and the dark greatsword—which had just slain dragons as if they were mere dogs—was now crashing towards him. The world before his eyes instantly plunged into darkness.

The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate stumbled mid-air, letting out another strange shriek, his arms flailing wildly as he desperately conjured a Nine Luminaries Sword Array…

With an explosive crash, the Nine Luminaries Sword Array was instantly shattered. The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate screamed, his breastbone completely broken, and he spun like a top as he was flung away.

As the Grand Palace Master of the Nine Luminaries Heavenly Palace, he hadn't suffered the complete soul and power collapse that befell the Desolate Heaven Dragon Master. Had he fought with his full might, he would not have been so utterly defeated in a single exchange.

However, he had been so thoroughly terrified by Yun Che that his wits had fled, leaving him no strength to resist.

CRASH!!

The Nine Luminaries Heavenly Venerate crashed violently to the ground, sinking a thousand zhang deep. Yun Che’s sword stance subtly shifted; just as he was about to descend, a remarkably calm voice suddenly echoed from afar: "Fellow Daoist, I ask for your mercy."

Simultaneously, an old man in green robes slowly emerged from the south. He had a benevolent face and held a rather worn, grey-white whisk, observing Yun Che with a genial smile.

Yun Che’s gaze shifted slightly.

Upon hearing that voice, Yun Ting, Yun Xiang, and all the Yun Clan elders froze. The moment they saw the old man’s figure, their bodies trembled violently, and their faces showed profound reverence.

"What?" Yun Che asked, narrowing his eyes at the sudden appearance of the old man. "Do you wish to die too?"

Yun Che’s low words sent a shock through the Yun Clan members, nearly shattering their courage. Grand Elder Yun Jian shot into the air, urgently saying, "Yun Che, do not be impolite! He is…"

Yun Che’s gaze turned cold. He struck down with his sword, and a dark arc slammed Grand Elder Yun Jian—who had just ascended—violently back to the ground. When he landed, both his arms were broken, and his body was drenched in blood.

"Ugh… ahh…" Yun Jian lay limp among the shattered stones, his body convulsing, letting out pained groans. In his ear, Yun Che’s chilling voice resounded: "What are you to lecture me?!"