Chapter 1956: Dream Shattered on Pan Rock

Boom!Crash!!Whirr—

The blood of all profound practitioners surged repeatedly. Each explosive burst of power was a painful assault on their eardrums.

Space continuously collapsed, collapsing again and again. The ancient, gray primordial sky was stained dark, twisting and shattering incessantly. From a distance, it looked as though dozens of massive holes had been punched through it.

The land below was gouged with one bottomless, dark abyss after another.

The second golden light extinguished.

The third Southern Sea Divine Source vanished.

The seventh Southern Sea Divine Source was eternally annihilated.

Boom!!

In the clash of demigod powers, Mo Beichen was once again defeated, plummeting downwards and smashing another abyss-like pit into the already scarred primordial land.

After more than a dozen breaths of combat and dozens of power collisions, Mo Beichen had been entirely suppressed, never once gaining the upper hand.

His facial features began to twitch continuously, and a frenzied look gradually appeared in his eyes.

This was not the Abyss, but a godless, lowly world!

He was actually suppressed to such an extent!

What immense humiliation!

Yun Che... how could his power be...

Rip—

The sound of space being violently torn suddenly drew near. Mo Beichen sharply turned around, and a terrifying, malevolent light shot from his eyes.

This time, he neither retreated nor defended. A violent burst of withered yellow profound light erupted from his body. Instantly, a massive rock spear rapidly condensed, growing to ten thousand zhang in a flash, and shot directly at Yun Che.

The ten-thousand-zhang rock spear rose heavenward, and wherever it passed, space rapidly contracted layer by layer. The entire Primordial God Realm seemed to be forcibly torn in two.

Yun Che would not retreat. He met it head-on, bringing the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword down heavily upon the ten-thousand-zhang rock spear.

Boom—

The impact was exceptionally heavy and muffled.

The destructive power of the rock spear was still weaker than Yun Che's, and it was swiftly annihilated by the might of the Heaven Smiting Sword.

However, its toughness far exceeded expectations; it merely cracked open by a thousand zhang but did not shatter.

Yun Che would not entangle himself forcefully. He used Star God Broken Shadow for a strange instant movement, his sword sweeping back as he angled a Heaven Star Lamentation strike away.

Boom-whirr—

Cracks extended further on the rock spear, yet it still didn't shatter. However, its power trajectory had greatly shifted, losing its ability to blockade and suppress Yun Che, and it shot straight into the northern sky, flying into unknown distant space.

Yun Che was already closing in on Mo Beichen. In Mo Beichen's clearly constricted pupils, the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, having just unleashed its might, erupted again with unnatural speed, crashing down onto Mo Beichen's hastily raised arms.

Mo Beichen, who had just furiously unleashed the ten-thousand-zhang rock spear, had no time to fully recover his strength. The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword easily pushed his arms aside, and the sword's might and devil flame violently erupted almost against his chest.

Boom—

“Argh!!!”

This was Mo Beichen's first scream in this battle, and in this world.

Amidst the space-fracturing sword might and heaven-devouring devil flames, Mo Beichen was engulfed in black flames, flying horizontally like a piece of charcoal and carving a long, dark trajectory through space.

The eighth Southern Sea Divine Source vanished.

A terrifying, strange light suddenly burst forth from Yun Che's eyes.

An excellent opportunity!

Countless blood marks tore open on his body again, yet not the slightest sign of pain appeared on Yun Che's face.

Continuous bursts of power without respite would undoubtedly bring extremely heavy burdens and backlash, but he didn't care in the slightest.

As the strange light shimmered in his eyes, all his power flowed and unleashed to its maximum extent, then madly condensed onto his sword. His entire being transformed into a dark meteor, shooting towards Mo Beichen, who had just been blasted away a moment ago.

What was different from before was that this time, the Heaven Smiting Sword's stance was not a smashing slash but a thrust, with the sword tip pointing directly at Mo Beichen's heart.

All his power was concentrated on the sword tip.

With decisive power and a decisive heart, his speed far surpassed Mo Beichen's backward flight, and the sword tip approached in an instant.

As long as it could pierce—preferably penetrate Mo Beichen's body—He Ling would have absolute certainty of poisoning him to death!

This was the only light under the endless night covered by the Abyss!

A demigod's perception was incredibly powerful. When Yun Che was within a hundred zhang, a sudden, inexplicable sense of crisis pierced directly into Mo Beichen's soul.

Mo Beichen, still unable to stop his backward flight, struggled to extend his right arm. The silver armor covering his entire arm suddenly expanded and transformed, releasing dense, substantial withered yellow profound light. Before him, a strange profound formation, resembling an unyielding rock, spread out.

The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword, concentrating all of Yun Che's power, struck squarely on the suddenly appearing rock profound formation. It didn't pierce through, nor was there the roar of colliding powers. Instead, it produced a shrill scream so piercing that it caused Yun Che's soul to writhe in pain.

Several cracks appeared on the rock formation...

But they were merely cracks! It failed to penetrate, and couldn't even touch Mo Beichen's body.

“...” The black light in Yun Che's eyes intensely converged as his pupils constricted.

With a burst of power, Mo Beichen screamed again. Still engulfed in unextinguished Eternal Calamity Devil Flames, he tumbled and fell, crashing deep into the primordial land below, to an unknown depth.

A colossal rebound force, completely beyond expectation, also sent Yun Che flipping backward.

He immediately forced his body to stabilize and was about to pounce on Mo Beichen again... But suddenly, his vision blurred violently, several streams of blood gushed from his mouth, and his body swayed uncontrollably, nearly causing him to fall.

Continuous bursts in the God Ash state without cessation meant the accumulated backlash finally caused his body to lose control and his aura to collapse into chaos.

Yun Che had to temporarily recover his breath. He stared at Mo Beichen's location, panting heavily, his gaze filled with a terrifying chill.

That barrier just now...

The profound practitioners in the distance had been pushed back an unknown distance again by the residual shockwaves of this fierce battle.

This demigod battle, completely beyond their cognitive domain and never even imagined, had long since shocked their minds and souls into numbness.

The space within their sight was so catastrophic it could not be described merely as a disaster.

It was unimaginable how many star realms and living beings in the God Realm would have been crushed and annihilated if this battle had not taken place in the Primordial God Realm.

Even more unimaginable, this was the true form of Emperor Yun!

It turned out they had not submitted to the Devil Master who emerged from the Northern Region, but to a true Devil God!

If Long Bai had seen this scene, he would probably have been grateful that he died with some dignity... After all, back then, he had fought Yun Che back and forth.

Under extreme terror and constant bewilderment, their minds were churning incessantly.

“The Abyss Venerable... is no match for Emperor Yun!” a High Realm King muttered.

Yun Che held the upper hand throughout, while Mo Beichen was suppressed the entire time, struggling to retaliate.

Yun Che now stood proudly in the air, while Mo Beichen was smashed into the abyss.

This was a scene none of them could have possibly imagined before today.

Was this originally desperate and bleak calamity about to be annihilated by Emperor Yun?

“With Emperor Yun here, perhaps this calamity can be averted?” another High Realm King said hesitantly, his tone uncertain.

“Hmph, naive,” Emperor Xuanyuan scoffed lightly. “If that were truly the case, how could Emperor Yun have fled in disarray half a month ago, not even daring to show his face? And why would the Devil Queen look so certain of death today?”

“Furthermore, the three Yama Ancestors haven't appeared yet. The rumors that they died trying to help Emperor Yun escape are clearly true.”

“Exactly,” Emperor Ziwei, not far away, also spoke at this moment. “When Emperor Yun appeared, he was holding the Southern Sea Divine Orb. Attached to him were eighteen Southern Sea Divine Sources.”

As fellow Emperors of the Southern Region, they naturally recognized them.

“The power on Emperor Yun's body right now is clearly derived from these Southern Sea Divine Sources. And... haven't you all seen that these Southern Sea Divine Sources have been constantly disappearing?”

After all, that was the power of divine legacy, shining like stars in the sky, and clear for everyone to see.

“In other words, when the Southern Sea Divine Sources are exhausted, Emperor Yun's power should also disappear.”

Of the original eighteen points of starlight, eight had already extinguished.

“At the currently visible rate of consumption, the remaining ten can only last for twenty breaths at most.”

“Although Emperor Yun seems to have the absolute upper hand, trying to kill the Abyss Venerable within twenty breaths... is utterly impossible!”

The power Yun Che unleashed was too abnormal, and the Southern Sea Divine Glow on his body was too dazzling.

After the initial extreme shock and awe, everyone gradually began to realize that each extinguishing point of starlight was very likely a countdown to his current power... and his fate.

“To put it another way,” Emperor Ziwei uttered a more pessimistic whisper, “even if Emperor Yun truly kills the Abyss Venerable... that's only a pioneer of the Abyss.”

These voices, cold and realistic, rapidly extinguished the flame of hope that had just ignited in people's hearts.

Yun Che was panting heavily. In the Sky Poison Pearl space, He Ling was filled with extreme anxiety.

More than anyone, she knew Yun Che's true state at this moment.

In terms of power, Yun Che's full power in the God Ash state did indeed overpower Mo Beichen.

But in this short, fierce battle, the cruel backlash had inflicted injuries on him far greater than those Mo Beichen had received.

Mo Beichen's defensive capability was clearly greater than his destructive capability. When the withered yellow profound light first erupted from his body, a strong unease suddenly arose in her soul.

Earth-element profound energy was rarely cultivated, whether in the God Realm or the lower realms. While Earth profound energy could derive the strongest defensive and protective power, its destructive capability was undeniably the weakest by comparison.

(Only superior to the Light profound energy that ordinary beings can bear.)

Therefore, the vast majority of profound practitioners scoffed at Earth profound energy, which focused on defense.

In this world where strength was revered, the same arduous cultivation could lead to pursuing stronger combat power or stronger defense—the latter was undoubtedly seen as an act of cowardice in the eyes of the world.

Since Yun Che first arrived in the God Realm, he had encountered countless powerful individuals, yet those who cultivated Earth-element profound energy were extremely rare.

Its status in the current profound way was evident.

Even when the Evil God decided to abandon an Evil God Seed back then, the one thrown into the Abyss was an Earth Seed.

However, the Earth profound energy now manifested in Mo Beichen's body had become He Ling's most dreaded nightmare.

Earth-element profound energy had two major core branches: sand and rock. The former offered control, while the latter focused more on defense.

And Mo Beichen specialized precisely in rock!

Just now, the scene of Mo Beichen, while losing strength and flying backward, repelling and deflecting Yun Che's thrust, caused her heart to almost instantly plummet to the abyss.

How could this be...

Why was it precisely rock... precisely rock!

Boom!

The earth exploded, and Mo Beichen's figure shot straight up, reappearing in everyone's sight.

But now, he no longer had any of his previous might and arrogant demeanor.

Under the burning of the Eternal Calamity Devil Flames, his face, neck, wrists—all exposed skin—were covered in burn marks. Nearly seventy percent of his long hair had vanished, and his exposed scalp was completely charred black.

Besides the burn marks, wounds were also everywhere. But all were external injuries caused by tremendous force; the longest one was no more than half a chi, and none reached the bone.

“...” Yun Che's sword-wielding hands silently clenched.

What He Ling feared, he naturally feared as well.

He would rather Mo Beichen's power be twice as strong than for his body to be so tough.

At this moment, in Mo Beichen's eyes and soul, it was as if thousands of devils were roaring in anger.

He would never have imagined that his first loss of emotional control after becoming an Abyss Knight would actually be in this lowly world!

He raised his right arm, and the silver armor covering it had already transformed into a long, narrow shield.

It was clearly an arm shield, from which flowed withered profound light like flowing sand.

“You... actually...”

He spoke, each word carrying a rage that seemed to tear at one's soul: “You actually... allowed the shield armor... bestowed by the Divine Officer... to be sullied in this lowly world!!”

Every Abyss Knight who had undergone arduous training and assessment would receive an Abyss profound artifact bestowed by their respective Divine Officer.

The shield armor covering his arms was the Abyss profound artifact bestowed upon him by the Divine Officer on the day he became an Abyss Knight.

It was an artifact with no destructive capability whatsoever, yet a defensive profound artifact that could further amplify Earth profound energy's already strong defensive capabilities.

That was the Abyss Emperor's recognition, a Divine Officer's grace, a mark of status, and a symbol of glory!

What truly enraged him was not being suppressed by Yun Che, nor his current disheveled state, but being forced to reveal his Abyss profound artifact.

Yun Che said nothing. He gathered all his willpower, forcibly controlling his physical state, and raised the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor Sword again.

Thump!Thump!!Thump!!!

In He Ling's world, Yun Che's heart pounded with unknown intensity, many times more violently.

Her emerald eyes instantly filled with terror.

As someone who had lived with him for many years, the person who understood Yun Che best in the world, she knew all too well what thoughts Yun Che was harboring at this moment.

Before leaving the Brahma Heaven God Realm and arriving at the Primordial God Realm, he, who could control eighteen Southern Sea Divine Sources at once, had held hope that was far from dim.

But Mo Beichen's terrifying defensive capability made Yun Che understand that in the remaining time, the possibility of piercing him through with one sword strike was so minuscule it was virtually nonexistent.

But he still had another trump card.

A last choice, made after hope was completely extinguished, to sacrifice himself.

In the God Ash state...

Other Shore Asura!

“No! Master, no!”

She cried out in alarm, desperately trying to stop Yun Che's surging dangerous intent: “It's not that time yet, there must be another way... Don't... don't!”

In extreme panic, she suddenly thought of the Devil Queen.

Her Nirvanic Devil Soul was the only one among everyone present who could interfere in the battle between Yun Che and Mo Beichen.

In her desperation, she quickly found Chi Wuyao's aura and desperately concentrated her spirit to transmit a soul sound to her:

“Devil Queen sister, please use your devil soul to help Master. As long as Master's sword can pierce his body, I can poison him to death with the Sky Poison. Please... only you can help Master.”

As the soul sound was released, Mo Beichen's eyelids suddenly narrowed.

“Pierce this Venerable's body with a sword, then poison him to death?” he muttered softly. Just as he was about to scoff mockingly, he suddenly thought of something, and his eyes deepened further: “Sky Poison...”

“The Sky Poison Pearl!?”

Everyone heard his low murmur clearly.

Yun Che's sword froze in mid-air.

He Ling's face and emerald eyes instantly lost color.

No one could intercept the soul sound between He Ling and Yun Che.

But she transmitted it to an outsider, and to Chi Wuyao, who was far away...

What kind of existence was Mo Beichen? His demigod realm divine sense could easily intercept it.