Chapter 1047: Hurricane Sweeps Through the Eastern Wilderness

Chapter 1048: A Hurricane Engulfs the Eastern Barrens

The Yaoguang King was defeated!

People witnessed the Yaoguang King being killed, split clean in two.

Under the starry sky, a sheet of crimson blood splattered, the essence of Yaoguang’s dao, scattering in all directions and causing shivers of fear.

The moonlight was like water, and starlight dotted the sky. Ye Fan stood in the firmament, forcefully tearing apart Yaoguang’s body, a sight particularly shocking under the silvery moonlight.

Everyone was stunned. The Yaoguang King had been slain, a fall as devastating as the sky itself, leaving everyone petrified with disbelief.

The myth of invincibility was shattered!

For the past ten-odd years, the Yaoguang King had dominated all directions, striking fear across the lands. In an era where Sages rarely appeared, he was virtually unrivaled. Yet, he was now torn apart by a mysterious figure, his blood staining the sky, like a dream.

“Ah... Master!” Li Qingzhou cried out, his heart trembling. A chill rose from his spine, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

For so many years, the Yaoguang King had erected an undefeated monument; even ancient races dared not provoke him when he traveled. Now, he had been slain, an act tantamount to overturning the heavens!

The bright moon hung high, its light like water, enshrouded in a thin mist. Ye Fan stood in the sky like a deity, his body radiant and crystalline, as if cast from divine glazed gold, his eyes sharp as lightning.

He swept his gaze across the surroundings. No one dared to meet his eyes; they all lowered their heads. To the onlookers, he was like a young god who had even slain the Yaoguang King. Who wouldn't be terrified?

With a swoosh, Ye Fan's Dao body transformed into a wisp of clear qi, enveloping the two black arrows and the Sacred Artifacts of the Yaoguang lineage before returning to his main body. It vanished, leaving only Ye Fan in the world.

Li Qingzhou clenched his fists, muttering through gritted teeth. Yet, he dared not express his anger. Confronting a powerhouse capable of slaying his master would surely leave nothing but dust.

A young servant remarked, “The Yaoguang Master merely manifested a Holy Light Body; his true form remains invincible. Many divine abilities could not be used tonight, so it’s nothing significant.”

With a flash of searing light, Ye Fan tore open the void and departed from the vast wilderness. Only then did people breathe a sigh of relief; the pressure moments ago had been so immense it was almost suffocating.

“So powerful… could it be him? There’s a similar aura.” Feng Huang (Phoenix) was filled with doubt and surprise. Divine radiance shot from her beautiful eyes, her five-colored mask shimmered, and auspicious light emanated, coiling around her immortal body.

“Could it be… that person has truly returned? Yet, it doesn’t quite fit; transforming flesh and blood into ancient stars isn’t his method.” Ji Biyue also murmured to herself.

All powerhouses pondered. Such a figure, appearing out of nowhere, was destined to shake the world. Everyone speculated about his identity and the legacy he hailed from.

“He must be an extraterrestrial visitor!” Suddenly, a living fossil spoke, offering this conclusion.

“That… is very likely!” Many people were greatly shaken, then nodded involuntarily.

The Great Sage Huntuo had stated ten years prior that powerful beings from outside this domain were arriving. If their disciples or others were to appear in this world one day, it would be no surprise.

Under the starry sky, chaos erupted. This vast wilderness, originally filled with towering ancient trees and roaming beasts like the ancient Golden-winged Great Peng, Sky-Swallowing Ape, and Crimson Golden Crow, was now a scene of devastation: shattered mountains, great fissures, and abysses everywhere.

After the great battle, all kinds of flying birds and ancient beasts had been startled away, fleeing deep into the untamed wilderness, leaving behind only widespread ruin.

This night was destined to be turbulent. So many events had transpired: Ye Fan's true body slaying a Half-Sage, and his Dao body tearing apart the Yaoguang King, sparking immense waves that swept across the Eastern Barrens.

After an unknown period, people finally dispersed from the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains. Most returned to Qingxia City, where excited discussions among cultivators were ubiquitous.

“When the Saint Lord’s true body takes action, he will surely suppress this person,” a young servant of Yaoguang said indignantly, clearly unconvinced. Due to Yaoguang’s rise, even his disciples had been treated with respect wherever they went for years. This was the first time they tasted such bitterness.

“Is Master’s true body truly still on Yaoguang’s main peak?” Li Qingzhou murmured to himself, gazing at the brilliant starry sky.

In the Northern Region, the Son of Heaven received the news immediately. Standing on an ancient peak, two streaks of blazing lightning shot from his eyes, cleaving the night sky. A mountain in front of him was leveled by his gaze, its rocks crumbling into clouds.

“A Half-Sage… was killed by that masked individual?” he questioned.

His mood was foul. Several powerful Half-Sages among the descendants of the Eight Divine Generals were his right-hand men, and the death of any one of them was an incalculable loss.

In the near future, they were beings with the potential to become Sages, capable of accompanying him in conquering the world. Their deaths were cause for immense regret.

The Son of Heaven’s expression was grim, his waist-length hair fluttering. Though his features were exceptionally handsome and his bearing world-defying, his countenance was somewhat terrifying. Cracks appeared on his purple-gold imperial crown, which then exploded!

Behind him stood a line of ancient race powerhouses, each enveloped in divine flames, their murderous aura soaring to the heavens. They only awaited his command to march south.

These individuals varied in appearance, hailing from the Eight Great Divine Races. Some possessed divine wings with lightning crackling around their bodies; others wielded demonic light that eclipsed the moon, capable of uprooting mountains and rivers… They were like a host of divine generals resurrected.

“Son of God, haven’t Blood Phoenix Mountain and Fire Qilin Cave already agreed? We only await your word to march south, flatten those mere chickens and dogs, and cleanse them with blood,” one of the divine general descendants said.

His voice boomed, shaking the mountain peaks in front of them, indicating the immense power he possessed.

“I dispatched several groups of my clansmen and even sent a few Half-Sages to cross south, intending to ascertain who that individual truly is. I never expected them to suffer losses the moment they arrived,” the Son of Heaven said with a cold expression, his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the horizon as if to peer through the void directly into the Southern Region.

“We must make him suffer, grind his bones to dust!”

“Prince, let us depart. No matter who dares to step out, we will burn them all!”

The descendants of the Eight Divine Generals each possessed boundless magic power, pure bloodlines, and unparalleled strength.

“I will personally kill him. However, this time I will not kill just one person; the Saint Prince will surely show himself, and I will deal with them all cleanly this time!” the Son of Heaven declared sinisterly.

“But what if the one from Mount Sumeru becomes enraged? And the Princess of the Divine Silkworm race is not to be trifled with either!” one of the Eight Divine Generals’ descendants expressed concern.

“No matter. It’s true that Mount Sumeru has a Great Sage, but our ancient races don’t have only him!” the Son of Heaven said with a cold expression, opening his palm and crushing an ancient weapon into fragments. He added, “If I want to kill them, they won’t escape my grasp!”

Some of the Eight Divine Generals’ descendants were worried, while others were invigorated. They knew that a monumental storm was about to begin, and the Son of God was about to make a formidable move.

Suddenly, a long howl echoed from afar. A figure, like a shooting star, rapidly approached, accompanied by intense fluctuations.

“Son of God, terrible news! Another of the armies that entered the Southern Region has been completely wiped out, and what’s more…” The newcomer knelt on one knee, glancing at the Son of Heaven, hesitating to speak further.

“And what?” the Son of Heaven asked coldly.

“The second… Half-Sage has been slain!” the man reported tremblingly.

“What? Another Half-Sage killed? Who could have done this?”

“How could this be? Even an Ancient Prince would struggle against a Half-Sage. How could the Eight Divine Generals be killed right after arriving in the Southern Region?” someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Behind the Son of Heaven, the group of divine general descendants all changed color. They gritted their teeth, clenching their fists so tightly that their knuckles cracked.

“It was… the Saint Prince who acted!” the ancient race messenger reported, secretly observing the Son of Heaven’s expression.

“I knew it. He would certainly show himself. He is dead!” the Son of Heaven’s expression turned sinister. He then turned to a range of ancient black mountains and ordered his subordinates, “Go report to Blood Phoenix Mountain and Fire Qilin Cave. Tonight, we will advance south together!”

That night, disturbances continued. The Southern Region was abuzz, and decisive battles unfolded under the starry sky. The results were astonishing, shaking all directions.

Dongfang Ye, Yan Yixi, Li Tian, Li Heishui, and others moved out together, intercepting a contingent of the Son of Heaven’s forces. They ruthlessly deployed the Divine Maiden Furnace, activating this Great Sacred Artifact to utterly obliterate everyone.

The Dragon Horse participated in such matters for the first time, repeatedly exclaiming with delight, clamoring to pull off another major stunt. Killing and arson were the most thrilling, suggesting they might as well just wipe out the ancient race’s stronghold.

The group rolled their eyes. This fellow was simply a troublemaker, seemingly afraid the world wouldn't descend into chaos.

Li Tian couldn’t help but say, “Brother Horse, are you really an auspicious beast? A mount only ancient Saint Emperors could possess? Why are you so ferocious?”

“What ‘Brother Horse’? Call me ‘Grandpa Dragon’ from now on!” the Dragon Horse brazenly corrected, its body wreathed in fiery light, its scales glittering brilliantly. Not a single stray hair marred its mane, which seemed to pulsate with divine flames.

“Grandpa my foot!” The group all slapped him.

At the same time, the Saint Prince also arrived in the Southern Region. In another ancient city, his fiery golden eyes spotted a Half-Sage, whom he recognized as one of the Son of Heaven’s subordinates.

This battle was earth-shattering, causing a hundred-mile radius of immense turmoil. The Monkey was exceptionally fierce. Even as the Half-Sage roared in fury, he was powerless to turn the tide, his head smashed open by a single staff blow, splattering brains everywhere.

The Battle Saint Ape race was renowned for its bravery in ancient times. The Saint Prince, with the blood of an ancient Emperor flowing through him, produced sounds like thunderous tsunamis when he moved, making him naturally unrivaled.

The Southern Region was boiling, an sleepless night. People everywhere discussed and nervously followed the developing situation. They knew a great war was about to erupt.

“The mysterious figure killed a Half-Sage and slew the Yaoguang Dao body… This night has truly been full of twists and turns!”

“Now, the Saint Prince has also arrived and killed another Half-Sage, which will surely cause an immense stir!”

“Three of the Son of Heaven’s armies have been annihilated, all slaughtered right after entering the Southern Region. This is truly a direct confrontation, a slap in the Son of Heaven’s face.”

The Southern Region was awash with rising winds and gathering clouds, and stars filled the sky. Yet, numerous cultivators had no desire to sleep; they were all closely watching, knowing that a hurricane had arrived!

Throughout this night, rumors spread, and various pieces of news emerged, one of which caught everyone’s attention.

“The Yaoguang King’s true body might be emerging from seclusion!”

“Is he going to suppress the chaos, or does he intend to fight the mysterious figure to the death?”

The Yaoguang King’s true body had not appeared for many years, so people were very nervous, unsure if the news was true or false. The night grew even more chaotic.

“A major event has erupted! The Son of Heaven is heading south, leading the Eight Divine Divisions to the Southern Region imminently!” A greater storm was unfolding; the news arrived, shaking the Southern Region.

A hurricane swept across the Eastern Barrens!