Chapter 1955: Extreme Divine Ember

The Southern Sea Divine Origin, which through succession could birth generations of powerful Hades Gods and Hades Kings, had now transformed into eighteen exceptionally brilliant and dazzling golden stars, affixed to a single person.

Chi Wuyao and the others retreated at full speed, but naturally, they would not actually leave.

From afar, the eighteen golden stars shone simultaneously within her narrowed demonic eyes.

"Eighteen..." she murmured, her mind and soul, despite her usual composure, momentarily stunned into a daze.

Just sixteen days ago, the Southern Sea Divine Origin he controlled only consisted of four streaks.

Shui Meiyin said, "After a month in the Brahma Heaven God Realm, he originally hoped to control at least ten divine origins. But he underestimated the subtle changes within himself over the past few years."

"By the time he left the Brahma Heaven God Realm, he could already control all remaining Southern Sea Divine Origins simultaneously."

"He said that with this, his power, which transcends limits, should be enough to last for more than thirty breaths."

"Thirty breaths..." Chi Wuyao's mind and soul found no relief. "What about three hundred breaths?"

Thirty breaths of demigod power, even if it could truly surpass Mo Beichen, and even if the duration were extended a hundredfold, would still make it utterly impossible to kill a demigod.

"Big Brother Yun Che has his own plans." Her water-like eyes gathered starlight as Shui Meiyin looked at the distant figure, her light, clear voice flowing into everyone's hearts like fresh spring water. "If it's him, there will definitely be a miracle."

"If there is no miracle, then let's watch him... as he unleashes his final starlight for us."

Back then, Mo Beichen had remotely sensed his demigod aura.

Now that the divine origin was manifested, it would naturally prick his nerves.

Therefore, Yun Che gave Mo Beichen no chance to react, as the Heretic God barrier suddenly opened.

Evil Soul—Burning Heart—Purgatory—Heaven Smiting—Yama Emperor—

God Ash!!

BOOM—

Under God Ash, what erupted from Yun Che's body was a truly world-destroying power, something this world could not bear.

With just the eruption of his aura, the space within ten thousand miles around him was entirely cracked, and the nearby space was shattered layer by layer.

"Ugh!!"

This scream distinctly came from Qilin Tianli.

He was closest to Yun Che. The moment God Ash erupted, the terrifying power violently compressed his upper body, causing severe, temporary deformation from his facial features to his chest, abdomen, and limbs.

Subsequently, his entire body was sent flying far away, as if struck by an extraterrestrial meteor.

Below, none of the profound practitioners from the three regions who had not retreated managed to escape unharmed.

Amidst continuous screams, those Divine Sovereigns and Divine Kings, considered incomparably powerful by the world, were all instantly blasted away—to distances of ten, a hundred, or even a thousand miles...

Like sand swept away by the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the vast space was left with only Yun Che and Mo Beichen.

Fine blood mist scattered everywhere in the air, but immediately, it was completely annihilated, disappearing without a trace.

"..." Mo Beichen slowly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Yun Che, emitting an unusual glow completely different from any moment before.

"Ugh... ugh..."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Figures were still tumbling and rolling, and pained groans echoed everywhere.

Cang Shitian, who had been tumbling for a long time, finally climbed to his feet. He spat out the gravel and salty dirt from his mouth, ignoring everyone else around him, his gaze fixed intently on Yun Che in the distance.

The terrifying aura from Yun Che did not shock or frighten him; instead, his facial features seemed to be violently tugged by a dozen invisible hands, constantly twisting into horrifying shapes.

His eyes even emitted a terrifying, eerie glow, more ferocious than that of a deranged beast.

"That... that's..."

"That's... Emperor Yun?"

Almost everyone suffered injuries to varying degrees; Divine Kings, in particular, had broken arms, shattered bones, and ruptured internal organs.

Yet, no one paid attention to their own injuries. They either knelt on one knee or lay sprawled on their backs, all staring blankly into the distance, their eyeballs, hearts, hands, and souls trembling uncontrollably.

The shock of this moment was enough to shatter hearts and souls.

Emperor Yun commanded the four divine regions, with all realms submitting to him; no one ever questioned his power.

In the battle against the Western Region, they had witnessed just how powerful Emperor Yun truly was... it was a power beyond their imagination, almost crushingly slaughtering the Dragon Emperor, who had reigned proudly for hundreds of thousands of years.

But even if they were given a thousand dreams, they would never have imagined—nor believed—that such power could erupt from Yun Che. "Uh..." Qilin Tianli slumped to the ground. Although he received the greatest impact, he was, after all, the Qilin Emperor and did not suffer any serious injuries.

But he seemed to have lost his soul, staring blankly into the distance in a posture extremely unbecoming of a Divine Emperor's majesty, and did not stand up for a long time.

Huo Poyun's figure flickered as he quickly gathered the scattered Yan Wancang, Yan Juehai, and Huo Roulie to his side with profound energy, then slowly calmed their injuries and the tumultuous blood flow within them.

"Poyun, are you... alright?" Huo Roulie clutched his chest, his voice filled with pain, but his gaze, cast towards the distance, also held deep horror.

"Yes, I'm completely fine, Master, rest assured," Huo Poyun said.

He was indeed unharmed.

When Yun Che's God Ash erupted, a power from Mo Beichen enveloped him, pushing him away.

He looked up at the distance, and compared to the utterly terrified and soul-shattered people around him, his expression was strangely calm.

RIP!

Twisted spatial rifts were like howling, unceasing dark lightning.

The earth seemed to have been sliced horizontally by a sharp knife, smooth as a mirror.

The firmament continuously sank, with dull roars echoing intermittently, like furious bellows or trembling laments.

Mo Beichen's long hair was lifted, fluttering noisily. He narrowed his eyes into two thin slits, a faint curve playing at the corner of his mouth, half astonishment, half amusement, yet without the slightest hint of apprehension.

This was the power derived from the dual inheritance of the Elemental Creation God and the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor...

How beautiful!

This would surely be the greatest opportunity for the great Abyss Emperor to achieve his grand aspirations!

And even more, a gift... and compensation from destiny.

He reached out his hand, his palm aimed directly at Yun Che's throat, as if to remind him of his previous miserable state in his hands: "Even with ancient blessings, you are ultimately a lowly mortal, who will never understand how ignorant and foolish you are."

"You don't truly believe that with your current state..."

Before he finished speaking, demonic light suddenly filled the sky before his eyes.

The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword was unleashed, instantly extinguishing all light in heaven and earth, surging with profound darkness directly towards Mo Beichen's head.

In Yun Che's current state, the best expectation was merely to last for little over thirty breaths. Moreover, once the Southern Sea Divine Origin dissipated, it could never reappear.

How could he allow himself to waste even a single trace?

He had no possibility of defeating Mo Beichen, and certainly no intention of engaging in a stalemate. Instead, within these short thirty-plus breaths, he aimed to stab the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword into Mo Beichen's body!

Once was enough!

At all costs!

Mo Beichen was able to finish two more sentences only because Yun Che first had to adapt and condense the wildly erupting God Ash power within him.

And his first sword strike... was a complete, unreserved, full-power eruption!

In the Northern Divine Region, he had blasted Fentian Jue, and half a month ago, he had brutally killed Nan Zhaoguang and Nan Zhaoming. Both times he forcefully activated God Ash, he had not gone all out, because the greater the power, the heavier the burden and backlash, and the shorter the time the divine origin could sustain him.

This was the first time he had unleashed his full power in the God Ash state. The Eternal Calamity demonic flame fiercely burned on the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, and the terrifying backlash made Yun Che clearly perceive at least hundreds of cracks appearing in his body.

Ignoring the intense pain, without a scream, only fierce demonic light exploding and surging within his pupils.

Mo Beichen unhurriedly raised his hand, apparently intending to meet the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword with one hand, in the most dismissive manner.

But as the sword, carrying darkness, drew near, the slightly raised corner of his brow suddenly twitched.

Half a month ago, after Yun Che activated God Ash, Mo Beichen had briefly sensed his aura from the distant Western Divine Region, and again after traversing to the Eastern Divine Region.

At that time, although he was greatly astonished, it was merely astonishment.

That was indeed power that stepped into the demigod realm, but it was not as great as his own, and utterly insufficient to pose any threat to him.

However, Yun Che's power naturally operated outside common sense and normal understanding.

Whether in the current world or the Abyss.

Yet, the power intensity of the demigod realm was not derived from the "Divine Extinction Realm" cultivation known in the Abyss, but rather... erupted from the Divine King Realm, separated from the Divine Extinction Realm by a vast chasm!

The true upper limit of what he could unleash was, at times, unknown even to himself.

The Eternal Calamity demonic flame, furthermore, was a power that merged the Eternal Darkness with crimson flames, unique to Yun Che, a power far beyond comprehension!

The oppressive force, far exceeding his expectations, caused Mo Beichen's brows to greatly furrow. And as the demonic flame drew near, a terrifying burning sensation, never before experienced, instantly pierced through his flesh and blood, all the way to his bone marrow.

It caused his entire body's nerves to instantly spasm.

Mo Beichen's half-extended arm abruptly retracted, then both arms shot out simultaneously, unleashing a violent eruption of demigod power that instantly transformed the world before him into an utterly terrifying void of destruction.

BOOM—

In this godless world, after millions of years, a clash of demigod-level powers occurred for the first time.

In thousands of extremely widened pupils, the world seemed to twist and break in an instant, then exploded into a realm of destruction capable of shattering and swallowing any star realm.

At the center of the realm of destruction, Yun Che and Mo Beichen were surprisingly close to each other.

Mo Beichen paid the price for his arrogance. His hasty strike failed to push Yun Che back; instead, his demigod realm was rapidly devoured and severed by the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, and his arm was violently struck by the sword body, burning with black flames.

Mo Beichen's arms vibrated, and his upper body bent; for him, this was, at most, a bit disheveled.

But the sudden pain from his arm made him feel as if he had instantly been cast into purgatory.

His facial features violently twisted to a great extent. The powerful will of an Abyss Knight prevented him from screaming out, but unable to endure the agony, his eyes nearly splitting open, he abruptly retreated, tearing a long rift in the realm of destruction.

He lowered his gaze to his arm, where a one-inch-long burn mark slanted across it.

He truly could not believe that this seemingly tiny mark could bring such soul-rending pain.

His gaze turned grim, and the indignation of an Abyss Knight surged within him.

But before his knightly fury could be conveyed to Yun Che through his eyes, Yun Che's blood-patterned demonic eyes had already directly reflected into his soul.

Giving neither Mo Beichen nor himself a moment to breathe, Yun Che's second sword strike violently crashed forth. The Eternal Calamity demonic flame, not yet close to the body, was already scorching the soul.

Sometimes, an impression needs only an instant.

Even if the opponent was an Abyss Knight.

Facing the Eternal Calamity demonic flame once more, Mo Beichen's form instantly sank, and his power arrived late but forcefully, greatly twisting the trajectory of the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword's power within the suddenly warped realm of destruction.

Following this, profound light suddenly condensed in his hands, both palms turning a deep, ancient bronze color, and he directly struck Yun Che's chest.

Yun Che's posture showed no pause. The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword instantly struck back... he made no evasive or defensive movements, not even holding back a speck of power for self-protection.

He completely ignored the demigod power striking towards his chest.

What he sought was only a fight to the death!

Not only did fierce black flames rage on the sword blade, but a dark wolf shadow, with eyes like an abyss, also appeared.

Mo Beichen's mind and soul suddenly twitched.

The might of this sword strike was actually far greater than the previous one.

It even surpassed his own limit of power!

If struck head-on, he would definitely suffer considerable injury!

He was a proud and powerful Abyss Knight, furthermore bestowed with the name "Guardian."

How could people of this world be worthy of harming him!

The arm reaching for Yun Che abruptly pulled back as he crossed both arms in front of his chest, opening a strange dark yellow barrier.

The Sky Devouring Demonic Flame, accompanied by a world-shaking wolf howl, turned this part of the Primal Chaos Divine Realm and everyone's pupils into a terrifying dark blood color.

Amidst the roar that annihilated all sounds in the world, Mo Beichen groaned and fell, creating a thousand-mile-long chasm when he hit the ground. He then rebounded into the air, only stopping after flying dozens of miles.

His hair was disheveled, his silver armor dusty, and his eyes held suppressed fury.

A thin stream of blood slowly seeped from his lips.

He actually... was injured!

One Southern Sea Divine Origin on Yun Che's body stopped shining, like a star forever dimmed.

The violent backlash from that previous sword strike made Yun Che spit blood, and his body briefly lost balance.

But before the blood in his throat had fully surged out, he already charged directly at Mo Beichen, trailing a line of blood, a Heaven Smiting Extinction technique enveloping the hundred-mile space around him.

BOOM!

Ten thousand thunders shook the world, and darkness covered the sky. Above the firmament, which had completely turned into a purgatory of disaster, Mo Beichen was once again heavily blasted back.

In the distance, the profound practitioners, who were already so shocked their souls felt adrift, now felt as if they had fallen into the most absurd and unparalleled illusion.

It was a power they could not understand or grasp.

Yet, everyone clearly saw...

...that Mo Beichen, who came from the Abyss and was so powerful he left them utterly despairing, was completely on the defensive under Emperor Yun's sword!