Chapter 801: Northern Region Turmoil

Chapter 803: Northern Region Chaos

The brilliant dawn light, an eternal dawn, saw Zhang Lin’s body shatter into countless fragments, scattering with the wind. He was gone forever.

The tiny fragments of light continuously flowed away, impossible to grasp. Yang Yi was distraught, her heart torn apart, tears raining down as she wept uncontrollably. Her cries of sorrow echoed throughout the world.

It was a somber and heartbreaking morning, destined to become an unforgettable memory, difficult to erase for a lifetime.

Ye Fan’s heart also felt a pang of bitterness. The Fifth Generation Origin Heavenly Master had departed just like that. It was the tragic end of a hero, a sorrowful dirge that left one feeling melancholic.

This was Zhang Lin’s ultimate fate…

His brilliant smile, his unparalleled demeanor, and his golden figure shattering in the dawn light became eternal, an immortal image etched into the hearts of future generations.

“Master Zhang… I don’t want you to leave. If only you could live again, I would gladly descend into eternal hell to pray for your blessing.”

Yang Yi sobbed, heartbroken and despondent, kneeling helplessly on the ground. She touched the spot where Zhang Lin had stood with her fingertips, then scooped up the earth into her pristine white clothes.

She trembled, cried out, and choked back sobs, kneeling there, burying her face in the mound of yellow earth, never wanting to rise again.

A ray of dawn light pierced into the Divine Spirit Valley. One by one, the death gods turned to ash, leaving behind only their wide black robes, drifting to the ground.

In that moment, everything ended. The invincible battle team from Purple Mountain was reduced to dust, no longer existing. The Divine Spirit Valley had been annihilated.

“Thump!”

Ye Fan struck as fast as lightning, touching Yang Yi’s forehead, instantly stabilizing her collapsing Celestial Platform.

On her pristine, radiant forehead, a sorrowful streak of red flowed. Yang Yi’s eyes dimmed, her grief uncontrollable, as she murmured, “You are gone. What meaning is there for me to live on…?”

She did not wish to live alone in the world; she only sought death to end her life and follow Zhang Lin.

“Grandmaster Zhang Lin’s only wish was for you to live well,” Ye Fan said softly.

Yang Yi was heartbroken, tears streaming down her face. She cradled the yellow earth, continuously caressing it, placing it over her heart, then pressing it against her face, as if she would never let go.

She sobbed, her eyes blurred with tears, recalling all the past events.

Ten thousand years ago, she was the Saintess of Jade Lake, peerlessly beautiful, unparalleled in the Northern Region, elevated above all others, with all the world’s talented youths driven mad by her.

Zhang Lin, on the other hand, was heroic and imposing, having cultivated the supreme Origin Art, possessing the ability to comprehend the heavens and earth, walking proudly among mortals, vibrant and self-assured.

Ten thousand years ago, one possessed unparalleled immortal grace, while the other was admired by all. The Saintess of Jade Lake and Zhang Lin together were truly a perfect couple.

However, due to various reasons, the two ultimately missed their chance, leaving Yang Yi dejected.

Later, Zhang Lin married and had children. Many years later, he became a protector of Jade Lake, guarding it in silence.

In the latter half of their lives, they could only be confidants. Though they met occasionally, they could only stand respectfully apart, unable to draw truly close again.

It wasn’t until the terrible news arrived – that something ominous had befallen Zhang Lin in his later years, transforming him into a demon – that Yang Yi broke free from all restraints, rushed into Purple Mountain, and committed suicide out of love.

Ten thousand years had passed, and the world had changed profoundly, yet for them, it was still the moment of their parting; their hearts had never changed.

The tranquil dawn light solidified a scene of sorrow. Ye Fan, unwilling to watch further, turned and walked deeper into the Divine Spirit Valley.

Along the way, blood flowed freely, bodies lay everywhere, and skeletons littered the ground. All the ancient creatures were dead; not a single one survived.

At the instant of dawn, Zhang Lin unleashed a divine principle that shook ancient and modern times: a single dream to sever the Dao for thousands of autumns and myriad ages, completely eradicating the Divine Spirit Valley. It was an immortal divine light.

The three Ancestral Kings were utterly annihilated, countless ancient creatures disintegrated, completely obliterated without a trace.

Such combat power, such a magnificent demeanor, was rare in the world. To slay three Archaic Saint-level existences in a single night—what incredible bravery and dominance!

Ye Fan entered the depths of this divine valley, going into each ancient temple to search meticulously. Ultimately, he took away an ancient scripture and some rare treasures.

However, he did not clear out everything like a swarm of locusts, as that would not befit the status of a disciple of Emperor Wushi.

Soon after, he walked out of the valley. Behind him, divine flames danced and blazed furiously, engulfing the heavens and earth. He had activated the Origin Heavenly Restrictive Array that he had set up with Zhang Lin.

The myriad mountains boiled with boundless dragon qi. This place became a fiery furnace, continuously burning, and then collapsing.

“Senior Yang Yi, it’s time to leave,” Ye Fan whispered. The matter here was concluded; they could not linger.

Yang Yi stood up, carefully wrapped the yellow earth in her white clothes, wiped away the last tear from her face, and said, “I know. I understand.”

Ye Fan was surprised, not understanding why.

She stopped crying, and a hint of brilliance entered her eyes, making them resolute.

With a flash of light and a shimmer of Dao patterns, they stepped into a spatial domain gate and vanished from the place.

The endless mountain range was burning, all the underground dragon qi surged upwards, transforming into brilliant light. Many great mountains collapsed, stirring up dust that filled the sky.

It continuously crumbled, as if the end of the world had arrived, turning the area into a wasteland.

“What happened? Why is Divine Spirit Valley ablaze? Are they performing a holy sacrifice?”

“What powerful divine energy fluctuations! Are they refining a supreme ancient weapon?”

Ever since the Divine Spirit Valley emerged, this place had become a demonic land. No one dared to approach; trespassers were killed without question. For thousands of miles around, it was forbidden territory.

“No, look! The mountains are collapsing, the valley is sinking, as if it’s been destroyed! Who did this? Are they launching a massive attack on Divine Spirit Valley?”

Finally, people discovered the anomaly. Some, emboldened, began to approach to see what exactly had happened.

“What?! Divine Spirit Valley is filled with dead bodies everywhere, blood flowing like a river, staining the ground. Not a single living soul!”

People were horrified. Who could have done this? To annihilate an entire Archaic Royal Clan—it was simply inconceivable!

The mountains were collapsing, the valley was sinking, the earth was caving in. Everything was being destroyed. This place had become a land of catastrophe, no longer possessing its former grandeur.

“Zhang Lin, under Emperor Wushi, respectfully obeys the Emperor’s decree to suppress and slay Divine Spirit Valley!”

People were terrified. These words echoed like a magic spell, rumbling through the myriad mountains, resounding across heaven and earth.

This was the Origin Heavenly Restrictive Array in operation, continuously empowering a clear imprint, activating supreme heavenly might, as if a Great Emperor was roaring.

The vast sound spread across the land, rumbling like the ancient chariot of a Heavenly Emperor passing by, crushing the firmament and stirring up a fervent spirit in people.

“Divine Spirit Valley has been destroyed! Can anyone tell me what on earth happened?!”

The news spread immediately, causing a massive upheaval. God City was the first place from which it rapidly diffused in all directions.

“How is this possible?” At first, people simply didn’t believe it.

What kind of place was Divine Spirit Valley? It was one of the great royal clans among the Myriad Archaic Races. Though it had not produced an Archaic Emperor like Blood Phoenix Mountain, Divine Silkworm Ridge, or Fire Qilin Cave, it was still incredibly fearsome, a glorious major clan.

“It really was annihilated! Not only is the divine valley burning, but even that exotic region is collapsing, and all the great mountains have fallen.”

Some swore to the heavens, claiming to have witnessed it all firsthand, sparking an enormous sensation.

Soon, the news was confirmed. An unknown number of cultivators rushed there to investigate personally.

Among them were humans and many ancient races of various forms and appearances. All living beings were shocked; everything here was too terrifying, with no survivors.

“Divine Spirit Valley has been eradicated, and it was a complete annihilation of the entire clan!”

This news, like a thunderclap, made people’s ears ring and their spirits tremble, instantly throwing the Northern Region into chaos.

It was too shocking, utterly unbelievable. An Archaic Royal Clan was wiped out, becoming history overnight, vanishing forever.

“A Great Emperor still lives among the human race! It was Emperor Wushi’s decree that annihilated Divine Spirit Valley!”

This news, upon its release, was even more shocking than the destruction of Divine Spirit Valley itself. Everyone was stunned, dumbfounded, almost petrified.

“Zhang Lin, under Emperor Wushi, respectfully obeys the Emperor’s decree to suppress and slay Divine Spirit Valley!”

This divine voice, amplified by the Origin Heavenly Divine Array, grew louder and louder, eventually becoming even mightier than celestial thunder, rumbling and shaking down ten thousand mountains.

This was a sound comparable to a Great Emperor’s roar. Everyone who heard it felt their souls tremble, wanting to prostrate themselves in worship and never rise again.

Finally, the myriad mountains disintegrated, and the incredibly mysterious Origin Heavenly Restrictive Array vanished without a trace, thoroughly erasing all the traces left by Ye Fan and the others.

People eagerly spread the news, making many ancient races feel their hair stand on end and causing the entire Northern Region to seethe with unrest.

Zhang Lin had passed away, but his name, like the divine script of a Heavenly Emperor, became eternally indelible, etched into everyone’s heart.

“Zhang Lin suppresses the Northern Region, annihilating Divine Spirit Valley!”

“Peerless demeanor! A disciple under Emperor Wushi indeed. Truly extraordinary and saintly, beyond imagination! To have suppressed and slain a great Archaic Royal Clan!”

The entire Northern Region was in an uproar, with all races discussing the matter like boiling water, unable to settle down.

The mountains collapsed, the land fractured, and the ancient Origin Heavenly Array vanished without a trace. Numerous cultivators, countless powerful individuals, all rushed into Divine Spirit Valley, searching for treasures.

In the past, no one dared to set foot here, but now countless beings vied with each other, all rushing inward.

Excited amidst their fear, and throbbing with agitation in the chaos, numerous human cultivators and a large number of powerful ancient race members opened one burnt stone hall after another in the sinking earth veins, searching through the ruins.

Indeed, some people found many treasures and rare curiosities. Dozens of large treasure hoards were successively opened.

On this day, the Northern Region fell into great chaos. The hearts of the various Archaic Races trembled; they were all deeply unsettled and genuinely afraid.

Divine Spirit Valley was thoroughly plundered in less than a day. Many people felt a pang of regret, as the true divine treasures had already been completely burned away.

It wasn’t until an Ancestral King personally arrived that the mountain range suddenly fell silent, and all the cultivators retreated nervously.

Such a massive event, shocking the Northern Region and astonishing the entire world, made it impossible for the awakened Ancestral Kings not to pay attention.

In fact, they felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts. No one understood better than them how terrifying the three ancient kings of Divine Spirit Valley were, yet they had been obliterated in such a manner.

They had no choice but to investigate in person, wanting to understand exactly what had happened.

“Is Emperor Wushi of the human race truly alive? If his disciple can suppress and slay Divine Spirit Valley, then this Zhang Lin must be a Great Saint with power reaching through heaven and earth!”

On this day, many ancient kings gathered over the ruins, all feeling a chill down their spines, inexplicably disheartened, and cold throughout their bodies.

In this battle, only one female from Divine Spirit Valley had been away and was not killed; all the rest were annihilated. The survivor was named Zi Tianfeng, the elder sister of Zi Tiandu.

“Ah…” The Heavenly Emperor’s Son roared, his face ashen, smashing a teacup into pieces.

Many ancient races knew that he had previously persuaded Divine Spirit Valley to send troops to the Southern Ridge and bloodbath the barbarians, yet now such an event had occurred.

“How could Emperor Wushi still be alive?!” he gnashed his teeth. The destruction of Divine Spirit Valley this time was a massive blow to his prestige. As the Son of God, he was enveloped by an unparalleled aura, but even he could not afford such a squandering of influence.