Chapter 1307: Birth

Chapter 1308: Emergence

"Wuaaa..."

Fierce winds howled, and blood rain poured down. The scene across heaven and earth became terrifying, drastically transforming in an instant. It was as if a dreadful hell had opened, or as if the heavens and earth were shattering, and the world had reached its destructive end.

Initially, gusts of yellow dust devils swirled, which then turned black. The falling rain had a pungent, bloody odor, and only when it landed on their bodies and the ground did people realize it was blood.

This sight terrified even saints, who had never encountered such a phenomenon. Over the Great Moon Slope, dark winds raged under a blood-red sun, and devils wailed. Corpses of all kinds plummeted from the sky, one after another, as if a great calamity had arrived and gods and demons were falling.

"How could this be?"

All beings trembled, their hair standing on end. Many cultivators' legs quivered; such a scene was utterly unprecedented.

"Wuuuu..."

In this burial ground of gods and ghosts, it seemed as if ten thousand ghosts were wailing, and one god after another roared, struggling with rage, their cries echoing across heaven and earth, condemning the cosmos.

This anomaly was too terrifying, making everyone's scalp tingle. No one had imagined such chaos would erupt. With order gone, cultivators fled for their lives.

The blood rain was highly corrosive. Anyone it touched would be pierced through, their body and spirit utterly destroyed. Even the invading foreign races, despite being well-prepared, suffered heavy losses and were almost completely wiped out.

The Stone Man, Runduo, escaped with difficulty, rushing out of the Great Moon Slope. Filled with horror, he stared at the ancient well.

This was truly a burial ground for gods and ghosts. Gods wept, and ghosts laughed. Dark winds raged, blood poured down, and various corpses fell. The terror was boundless.

The Great Moon Slope was uninhabitable. All living beings could only retreat; otherwise, they would surely die. The foul wind and bloody rain claimed lives.

The ancient well was violently shaking, and the strange shriek emanating from it struck fear into people's hearts. A colossal creature was about to emerge from within.

Everyone retreated, standing in the distant sky, watching. They wanted to see what would appear, and everyone was extremely tense.

"Bang!"

The ancient well made a loud bang and a violent tremor. To the astonishment of the crowd, a pale hand gripped the edge of the well.

The blood rain falling from the sky splashed onto the hand, seemingly filling it with power. From deep within the well came a shrill, ghostly shriek that made everyone's hair stand on end, their scalps tingle with pain, and their hair seemed to dance backwards.

What was that thing? Something sealed for countless ages, an ancient existence that had survived from primordial times until now. Was there really a living creature inside?

This was undoubtedly shocking! Many believed there might be some peerless ancestral artifact in the well, sentient and containing divine spirits, which was why it could cause such terrifying fluctuations around the well's opening. But who would have thought that a living creature had actually crawled out!

"This... is it immortal? How many tens of thousands of years has it lived? Survived thousands of tribulations and countless dangers, and it still exists!?" People trembled in shock.

Another pale hand gripped the edge of the well, and then a figure leaped up, agile like an ape, appearing before the eyes of the world.

"A devil!" someone said, trembling.

This was an ancient being. Its armor, which had been worn for ages, had long since rotted away, turning into fragments that clung to its flesh like decaying fish scales. Its hair was disheveled, concealing its true face, but its physique was mighty, like a demon king.

However, it seemed very weak. It raised its head and greedily sucked in the blood rain falling from the sky, enduring it with its body, and rapidly growing stronger.

The crowd was horrified. When that blood rain fell on cultivators, it would instantly pierce through their flesh, causing them to collapse and turn into a pool of pus and blood. Yet, this being was absorbing its power.

"A mighty roar..." A wild roar erupted. Like a primeval overlord, it made all the mountains and peaks tremble. The entire Great Moon Slope began to quake, as if on the verge of collapse.

"It can actually absorb such formidable power!" People's hearts pounded with fear.

"Quickly stop it! We cannot let it grow stronger! What on earth is this monstrous thing?!" Someone took action, cutting through the void, activating a forbidden artifact, and striking towards the center of the burial ground of gods and ghosts.

The devil-like being suddenly turned its head. Through the thick hair obscuring its face, a pair of cold, eerie eyes gleamed. It grabbed at the forbidden artifact.

"Crack!"

The powerful artifact shattered, turning into dust. It was actually crushed into powder by its grip, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.

"And look, another one emerged!"

At the well's opening, another pair of bloodless hands appeared. With a powerful push, it surged out, giving off an eerie, chilling sensation, like a cold ghost.

It was even more greedy, craving the blood rain. It roared to the sky, continuously sucking it in. Its entire body became stained with blood, which seeped into its body, transforming into its power.

"This is a devil's lair!" someone shouted.

Everyone retreated. These two devils were incredibly powerful, making it difficult to gauge their true depth, and it seemed there were more below.

From the ancient well, bursts of black mist erupted, mixed with earth-shattering roars. One humanoid creature after another crawled out. Their armor was tattered, almost weathered away. When they bathed in blood, they transformed from weak to powerful.

In a brief quarter of an hour, more than a dozen humanoid creatures had surged out. Each one pounded its chest, emitting demonic light, and their roars shattered rivers, mountains, and all things.

The Great Moon Slope trembled, and the entire ancient star shook. All living beings stirred, and many creatures in the desolate mountains and great marshes quivered in fear, trembling on the ground.

"Look, some of the remains in the ice mountains have also come alive!" someone exclaimed, pointing to the ice mountains next to the demonic well.

Most of the ice peaks had melted, leaving only their underground sections, which contained many sealed ancient corpses. If exposed to the air, these corpses would surely rot and turn to dust.

At this moment, a few extremely powerful ancient corpses were revealed. After being doused by the blood rain, they actually revived, emitting powerful divine energy fluctuations!

Finally, more than twenty powerful humanoid divine beings stood beside the ancient well, as if guarding something. Each was disheveled, their gazes flashing, sharper than lightning.

Tattered armor, robust physiques, terrifying power—they exuded an ancient and weathered aura. These were mighty figures from the mythical era, now imbued with a divine energy and brought back to life!

"These are devil-god-like beings!" someone exclaimed, their voice trembling, their soul agitated. "If they break free, it will surely be a catastrophe, shaking heaven and earth!"

Many suspected that these twenty-odd beings were not all; there must be even more terrifying existences beneath this demonic well. How this bizarre scene came about was, for a time, difficult to explain.

"Rumble!"

Endless black mist surged upward, swallowing the entire burial ground of gods and ghosts. Through the mist, people saw towering figures standing by the well, which only intensified their terror.

"Whoosh!"

In the sky, the Stone Man, Runduo, made his move. He conjured a strange artifact; it was not metal, but a stone implement, clearly meticulously polished and not crude. It transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the well's opening.

A tall figure turned its head. In the darkness, two sinister beams of light appeared from its eyes. Then, it unleashed a punch, directly shattering the stone implement.

Everyone gasped. Runduo was a Saint Spirit at the peak of the Saint King realm, and the artifact he conjured was shattered. Just how powerful were these ancient beings?

However, Runduo was not disheartened. Instead, he showed excitement, waiting and watching intently.

The shattered stone powder fell into the ancient well. A moment later, immeasurable light erupted from below, soaring through the clouds. It dispersed the black mist, creating immense terror, and even shattered the moon in the sky.

"The ancient artifact of my Saint Spirit lineage is here!" Runduo let out a long howl to the sky, almost in a frenzy. His terrifying Saint King roar became overwhelming, resonating into space. He was transmitting some kind of message to the outside world.

Then, he quickly brought forth one altar after another, opening one spatial gate after another, and dispatched powerful foreign experts to transmit the message.

"Go! This place cannot be stayed in for long!" the Emissary of the Human Race's Tenth City shouted. "Leave quickly! It will become the most terrifying demonic land!" He ordered all human cultivators to retreat.

"Leave this ancient star and go beyond the domains!" the Tyrant Dragon Tuolan also ordered the many ancient beasts. "Only return after the situation has calmed down!"

The vast armies of humans and ancient beasts, without a moment's hesitation, all rushed towards the outer domains, moving far away from the burial ground of gods and ghosts, leaving it to the Saint Spirits and foreign races.

Soon, Ao Mang appeared, having left Daoist Qinghuang. He swooped down from the outer domains towards this ancient star, standing outside the Great Moon Slope, his expression agitated as he stared at the demonic well.

Half an hour later, with a roar that shattered heaven and earth, the peerlessly terrifying Fire Spirit, Cang Yan, appeared. No longer fiercely battling the old madman, he descended before the Great Moon Slope.

The two great Saint Spirits led many foreign races, surrounding the area, clearly intending to seize the treasure and obtain the ancient artifact from the well.

Ye Fan, Daoist Qinghuang, the Emissary of the Human Race's Tenth City, and others stood in the cosmos. Through an ancient crystal platform, they clearly saw the scene before the Great Moon Slope.

The Fire Race Saint Spirit, Cang Yan, bore some wounds, with divine blood flowing from them, brilliant and dazzling. These were clearly left from his battle with the old madman.

This surprised Ye Fan. After battling for so long, the Fire Spirit Cang Yan had not sustained severe injuries and could actually contend with the old madman; his power was simply peerless!

What made Ye Fan breathe a sigh of relief was that the old madman was not injured and maintained an invincible stance, standing under this starry sky, awaiting the next move.

"Boom!"

Heaven and earth shattered before the Great Moon Slope. Several enormous portals continuously appeared in different directions, and from each walked a terrifying evil god!

Some radiated overwhelming bloody light, others were shrouded in black mist, and still others were wreathed in chaotic energy. The anomalies were world-shaking. The entire ancient star was filled with their powerful and sinister aura, which even surged directly into space.

A total of four evil gods appeared. Behind each evil god followed a large army, their banners flapping, rustling loudly, and shaking the heavens.

"Erni La Di..." Ao Mang and Cang Yan, the two great Saint Spirits, chanted an ancient spell in unison. It was like a prayer, and also like an invitation, as powerful divine thoughts penetrated into the ancient well.

Overwhelming bloody light filled the sky, and demonic clouds obscured the sun. From the well, terrifying blood mist continuously gushed forth, its eerie aura chilling. Of course, large swaths of immortal light also occasionally shot up.

Daoist Qinghuang sighed lightly, saying: "In the mythical era, in his later years, the Dao Venerable slew an unimaginably terrifying Saint Spirit. He intended to refine its essence and blood to bless future generations."

Unfortunately, as the Dao Venerable had little life left, he had no time to refine it. Ultimately, he could only seal it within seven demonic wells.

Like brewing wine, if successful, a fragrant aroma would waft forth the moment the seal was broken. But if it failed, overwhelming ominous mist would naturally rise, turning into a disaster.

The Dao Venerable's seal failed to transform the Saint Spirit into immortal liquid. The demonic wells instead became burial grounds, nurturing gods and ghosts.

"Ah..."

Outside the Great Moon Slope, screams rang out repeatedly. The twenty-odd figures guarding the well's edge charged in all directions, and the foreign armies shattered in swathes, all slain.

The four ancient evil gods and the two great Saint Spirits were both shocked and enraged. They attacked together, charging forward, fearless of the blood rain.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ancient well exploded open, and an overwhelming aura, one that made even Great Saints tremble, surged up from underground, piercing the sky.

"Crack!"

The Human Race's Tenth City, located in space, instantly exploded into rubble, and the last two moons orbiting the planet also shattered into pieces.

A pure white lotus flower, with a diameter of about three meters, rose from the shattered ancient well. Its mere appearance immediately caused such a terrifying phenomenon!

Amidst the bloody light and black mist, this massive lotus flower was pure white and crystalline, incomparably sacred, like the most ethereal holy artifact!

Cang Yan and Ao Mang seemed to sense something. They chanted scriptures loudly, their bodies trembling. The four evil gods were also horrified, feeling waves of heart palpitations, and continuously retreated.

From within the pure white petals, trickles of blood seeped out, as if wrapping some flesh and blood. Threads of blood were emitting an immortal, dazzling glow!