Chapter 1858: Absolute Path Dragon God (Part 1)

The Devil Master issued a Devil Slaying Order, overflowing with boundless cruelty. In that instant, it ignited a storm of rage and hatred in the hearts of all Northern Divine Region practitioners.

Without a moment's hesitation, under the Devil Slaying Order, a burst of cathartic roars erupted. The Yama Devils, Burning Moon, Soul Stealers, and Northern Divine Region God Emperors, regardless of their previous severe injuries, charged forward with burning hatred. Demonic aura and darkness instantly engulfed the world. Under the calamity of the Devil Woe Heaven, the dark aura swirling around their forms resembled an endless expanse of rolling dark clouds.

Behind them, the Canglan God Emperor and Brahma King, after a brief moment of daze, also turned ferocious. The earlier suppression, the humiliation of being slaughtered, the hatred, and despair now transformed into devils roaring wildly in their chests, making them desperate for revenge and release, even if it meant becoming true fiends. Soon, the Primordial Dragons also soared into the sky at the command of the Primordial Dragon Emperor, unfurling their wings of vengeance towards the Western Divine Region.

Demonic energy, bloodlust, killing intent, malevolence...

The frontmost Withered Dragon Venerables slowly raised their heads. The power of these dark devils had suddenly become exceptionally violent. As powerful Withered Dragons, they would normally not be affected by such power, but at this moment, under the intensely shrinking dragon souls, their limbs felt limp, and their wills were consumed by nothing but terror. As for their dragon energy, even biting their tongues and desperately trying to activate it, they couldn't gather even half of it. And even if they could gather it, they were powerless... and lacked the courage to release it. The devils, who were previously no threat and could be easily crushed, now filled them with endless fear and despair.

Dragon Three barely managed to straighten his upper body and spoke with difficulty: "Wait... wait..."

"Wait for your grandpa!" Yama One, like a streak of demonic light, launched a flying kick at Dragon Three's face. With a loud bang, dragon blood splattered. Dragon Three, who should have easily withstood the blow, had his nose bridge and dragon teeth instantly shattered. His ancient dragon body spun dozens of times in the air like a top before being grabbed by Yama One's ghastly claw and smashed violently into the ground with the glow of the Yama Devil. Under the soul pressure of the Ancient Dragon God, it was no exaggeration to say that Yama One, despite being wounded all over, could easily overwhelm five Withered Dragons alone.

"Heh ha! You pathetic dragon... die for me! Die!! Die!!!"

Yama Three grabbed the White Rainbow Dragon God with one hand and the Azure Dragon God with the other, swinging them left and right, violently slamming them into the ground, causing the Azure Ocean Divine Realm to shake intensely and black smoke to rise. Among the three Yama Ancestors, he was the most severely injured, barely able to stand before. Yet now, he was like a man high on drugs, eyes gleaming with demonic light, darting left and right, letting out strange cries. The Yama Devil's black energy pierced through their souls and bodies. The dragon energy the two Dragon Gods barely managed to circulate was devoured before it could even be released. In just a few breaths, their already frail wills completely gave up the struggle. Their fear-filled dragon eyes gradually grew dim and hollow, waiting for death in despair.

"Hiss... Aah!!"

Amidst Yama Two's excited, almost frenzied cries, the Azure Dragon God's body was torn apart by his withered arms. After the Ash Dragon God and Crimson Extinction Dragon God, a third Dragon God fell... But compared to the others, his death was pitifully weak, like a blade of straw easily snapped.

"Yah-hoh!!"

This strange cry was comparable to that of the three Yama Ancestors, whose temperaments had been twisted for hundreds of thousands of years. The dignified Shitian God Emperor of the Southern Divine Region actually jumped and stomped on the heads of the Withered Dragon Venerables like a monkey, stomping on the heads of all five Withered Dragon Venerables in a few leaps. Finally, he leaped high again, let out another strange cry, and landed with both feet heavily on the Azure Abyss Dragon God's spine.

Crack!! In his normal state, the Azure Abyss Dragon God's spine couldn't be broken by Cang Shitian even if he exerted all his might. But at this moment, a crisp, ear-splitting snap resonated, and the dragon's spine was half-broken. The Azure Abyss Dragon God's scream and Cang Shitian's maniacal laughter erupted simultaneously, utterly piercing.

"Azure Abyss," Cang Shitian said sinisterly, "Seven thousand four hundred and thirty-three years ago, when this King paid his fourth visit to the Dragon God Realm and greeted you from afar, you didn't even return the courtesy... You damn well deserve to die!!" Crack! With another kick, another section of the Azure Abyss Dragon God's spine shattered.

Cang Shitian flipped over, hooked his foot around the Jade Dragon God's neck, and slammed him violently to the ground: "And you! Three thousand seven hundred and sixty-one years and two months ago, you spat at this King from afar because you couldn't stand my carefree life. Did you think I wouldn't know?! Eat shit!" Boom—the Jade Dragon God's entire head, along with his upper body, was violently stomped into the ground.

After stomping a few more times, he immediately switched targets. In a flash, he brutally kicked the Purple Iris Dragon God squarely in the face, the face she treasured most. The Purple Iris Dragon God's nose bridge immediately buckled, and her facial features became dislocated. "You bitch! Four hundred and seventy-nine years, eleven months, and thirteen days ago, when you were in the Brahma Heaven God Realm in the Eastern Divine Region, you actually dared to mock my newly taken concubine for being ugly in front of others... Do you even know what 'inner quality' means, you wretch?! The sows in my Azure Ocean Realm are nobler than you!" Cang Shitian was clearly not a person who cherished beauty. Amidst his furious curses, he trampled the Purple Iris Dragon God beyond recognition.

Cang Shitian's pupils dilated, blood vessels bulged, pores fully opened, and even his bone marrow seemed to be surging with energy. Withered Dragons? Dragon Gods? At this moment, in their presence, Cang Shitian was the true god who could manipulate their life and death destinies at will! His continuous roaring and cursing made everyone break out in cold sweat... This guy was not only a mad dog but also an incredibly vengeful one. Petty matters, which for a God Emperor of his status should be insignificant, he could remember down to the exact day.

"Get lost!" Even Yama Two couldn't stand it anymore and kicked Cang Shitian in the backside, sending him flying over ten miles away. Cang Shitian rolled, got up, and without looking back, patted his rear before pouncing with a sinister grin on the trembling Dragon Sovereigns... This massive gamble was incredibly worth it! Even if Yun Che chopped him up and fed him to dogs later, he would still have made a huge profit!

The three Yama Ancestors trampled the Withered Dragons and Dragon Gods, while the rest of the Northern Divine Region practitioners charged straight to the rear, brutally ravaging the kneeling Dragon Sovereigns and Dragon Kings amidst cathartic roars. Yes, it was trampling and ravaging. Under the suppressive force of the overwhelming and despair-inducing dragon souls, their resistance was laughably weak... Most of them, in extreme terror and submission, didn't even dare to harbor a single thought of resistance, even unto death. The Dragon God race, long the most powerful race in the God Realm, was now being reaped like bundles of straw by the hate-filled devils, in the most brutal manner imaginable.

Dragon blood splattered, and mournful screams filled the air. The ground rapidly turned crimson, forming one merging pool of blood after another. But this time, the blood pools were no longer solely dark devil blood, but the most noble Dragon God blood in the world's perception. The Chi Dragon clan trembled, the Azure Dragon clan trembled, the Hui Dragon clan trembled... The myriad-form practitioners turned pale, and the entire Qilin Realm was utterly terrified.

What kind of scene was unfolding before their eyes...? All the core power of the vast Western Divine Region, completely overwhelming the opponent's formation, there was simply no power in this era that could reverse such a situation. Yet, it was overturned in an instant by Yun Che alone... And the overturning was so complete, so soul-shattering and despair-inducing.

Dragon blood permeated the air, and the sounds of dragon bodies being savagely torn apart filled his ears. Yun Che turned around, no longer making a move. Previously, to protect him until the last moment, they had sacrificed all their power and will, and lost one loved one after another... Now, it was their time to exact their revenge and release their pent-up emotions.

His figure flickered, and in a few swift movements, he appeared beside Qianye Ying'er. Before she could speak, Yun Che extended his hand and lightly placed it on her chest. The Miracle of Life drew upon the power of light, slowly and dominantly surging into her body, restoring her severely depleted vital energy and life force. Qianye Wugu, who had not joined the fight, closed his eyes and smiled faintly with relief. Above, the phantom of the Primordial Azure Dragon still stood proudly, looking down from the heavens, the ancient might in its dragon eyes not diminishing in the slightest.

"You..."

"Shut up!" Yun Che's face darkened, and he said in a low, angry voice, "Who gave you permission to forcibly burn the Devil Emperor's blood?! Do you know you almost died?!"

"..." Qianye Ying'er moved her lips, which had regained a little color, and offered no rebuttal.

"Remember this: without my command, you have no right to die!" Yun Che changed his hand gesture, and the profound light energy instantly dispersed into hundreds of strands, like warm currents, reawakening threads of dormant life force throughout Qianye Ying'er's body. Qianye Ying'er's vital energy was almost completely depleted. Without Qianye Wugu's life-sustaining intervention, she might have already perished. Only the Miracle of Life could fully restore her... But, having been depleted to such an extent, even the Miracle of Life would not be able to do it in the short term. With Yun Che's current power, it would take at least two to three years to restore Qianye Ying'er to her original state.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He said in a deep voice, "If there's a next time..." Before he could finish, his hand was tightly clasped by Qianye Ying'er's hands.

Yun Che: "..."

Her jade-like hands gradually lost their coldness, but their grip tightened, as if letting go would mean losing him forever. Without experiencing today, she herself would never have known she could be so afraid. There wouldn't be a next time... Neither for her nor for Yun Che. If he didn't care about her, she would live well and strive to surpass all the women around him. If he *did* care about her... then she *must* live well, and never let him experience the pain and fear of loss again.

"Devil Master above!"

At this moment, a trembling yet still authoritative voice pierced through the screams and bloody mist: "The Qilin clan of the Western Divine Region wishes to submit to the Devil Master from this day forth, to obey all the Devil Master's commands and orders... We beg the Devil Master for mercy and to spare our lives!" The Qilin Emperor prostrated himself, head bowed low. He was not a dragon, so the Dragon God's deterrence affected him the least. Furthermore, under the Western Divine Region's Dragon Gods, the Qilin were held in highest esteem, thus they also possessed the strongest resistance. But the Qilin Emperor, by his own will, adopted the most humble posture of his life and uttered the most subservient words. Behind him, a multitude of Qilin knelt, none daring to rise.

Willfully kneeling and surrendering to devils was originally the greatest humiliation they could imagine. But at this moment, who still dared to simply regard Yun Che as the Lord of Devils?! He was a monster who could casually brutalize Long Bai and, with a flick of his hand, turn the strongest race in the God Realm into pathetic insects... Or rather, a true devil god manifested in the world! Facing Yun Che now, and facing the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor when she returned to the world back then... What was the difference? Even if the opponent was a devil... who dared to resist the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor? Who dared to resist Yun Che now?!

With the Qilin Emperor taking the lead, the Myriad Forms God Emperor, whose heart and soul had long since twisted into knots, almost instantly dropped to his knees with a thud, yelling hoarsely: "The Myriad Forms Divine Realm of the Western Divine Region wishes to submit to the Devil Master forever. Back then... back then, my clan always remembered the Devil Master's great kindness in saving the world and never wished to be enemies with the Devil Master. Today's battle was entirely forced upon us by the Dragon God Realm."

"We beg the Devil Master to grant us divine grace again and forgive our clan for the offense we were forced to commit today. After today, our clan vows to regard the Devil Master as our heaven. We will obey all of the Devil Master's commands without question, ready to die ten thousand deaths, forever loyal! Should we ever betray this vow, may we be devoured by ten thousand blades and buried in a hundred layers of purgatory!" Professing submission and loyalty, filled with deep remorse, swearing a poisonous oath... The Myriad Forms God Emperor uttered every word with all his might, almost tearing his throat, his voice far surpassing that of the Qilin Emperor. Behind him, none of the Myriad Forms God Lords felt humiliated or ashamed; their hearts were filled only with profound relief. Relieved that their God Emperor was wise, decisive, and adaptable.

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