Chapter 579: Reflecting the Heavens Unite in Action

It was a hand with very long nails, pressing firmly on the edge of the bronze coffin. The coffin itself was covered in verdigris and inscribed with many blurred patterns, which only served to make the withered, skeletal hand, with its nails like iron hooks, stand out even more strikingly.

People felt a slight shiver in their hearts, sensing something deeply sinister about the hand. It lacked blood, was incredibly rough and shriveled, and its dark, shiny nails were easily half a foot long.

The coffin lid shook violently, pushed open to reveal a wide, black gap. Then, another hand appeared, gripping the edge of the bronze coffin with immense force, its nails scraping against the metal with a teeth-grating screech.

At this moment, not only the experts of various races witnessing this within the Solar System, but even the evolutionaries deep in the star sea, observing through Sky-Eye surveillance, felt a chill rise in their hearts.

"What happened to the Saint Master? He wasn't like this back then."

In the past, he had snow-white hair and a handsome face, and his hands and skin were smooth and radiant—he was a remarkably handsome man.

Now, the two hands that were visible seemed eerie and sinister, making people feel uncomfortable, even creeped out.

Outside the Solar System, Luo Qicheng reformed his body amidst surging golden blood energy, reappearing. With a cold smile, he declared, "Saint Master, are you dead? Neither human nor ghost—truly... laughable!"

He felt a sense of exhilaration, and upon seeing the hands emerging from the bronze coffin, the coldness on his face intensified.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a figure burst out of the bronze coffin, traversing the cosmos. Ignoring Luo Qicheng, it charged directly towards the Ancient Ancestor of the Celestial Race.

The Celestial Ancient Ancestor, with golden eyes as vast as the sun, appeared infinitely terrifying. The aura he emitted caused the entire cosmos to tremble violently.

He seemed to be seated high above the nine heavens, looking down upon the world with an aura of ruthlessness and coldness, akin to the Daoist philosophy that Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all beings as straw dogs.

However, at this moment, upon seeing that being charge towards him, he too stirred, experiencing an emotional fluctuation. With a boom, that section of void shattered, and the dense energy unleashed was enough to terrify countless powerful races.

He instantly vanished from his spot, entered the Solar System, and met the figure that had burst from the coffin, taking the initiative to attack.

A golden Celestial palm struck forward, far more powerful than Luo Qicheng's attack!

At the same time, many powerful beings in the starfield finally saw the figure, all of them gasping in cold air, feeling a chill down their spines.

The figure was covered in long black hair, which was unsettling, even on its face. It resembled a corpse that had undergone a grotesque transformation, growing hair all over its body, becoming horrifying and chilling.

At this moment, its form rapidly swelled, standing towering, surpassing many planets in size. It became as tall as the Celestial Ancient Ancestor, ready to contend with its foe.

Only its large claws were withered, devoid of black corpse hair, yet they bore dark, shiny long nails, like iron hooks, gleaming with a chilling light that struck terror into the heart.

"Saint Master!"

At this moment, it wasn't just others; even Yaoyao on Dragon-Tiger Mountain cried out in alarm. Then, for the first time, she revealed a look of profound sadness before others.

She felt deep sorrow. The Saint Master, once a figure of heroic and towering stature who had commanded the heavens and earth, suppressed all opponents in the starfield, sweeping everything before him—even those reflecting the heavens couldn't stop him. Yet, through the years, he had transformed into this.

Yaoyao believed this must have been due to the Saint Master's severe injuries back then; he had died and then undergone a corpse transformation.

It was too tragic for such a brilliant and exceptional person to meet such an end; Yaoyao was heartbroken.

Her own experiences were already desolate, but she had never grieved for herself. Now, seeing the Saint Master in this state, she felt such profound sorrow for the first time.

Yaoyao couldn't help but feel tears welling up.

"The coffin lid couldn't even hold him down, so it was a big guy after all!" the tactless toad mumbled.

As a result, before Yaoyao could even glare, Chu Feng quickly kicked the toad away, preventing it from being crushed by her.

"Heh heh, haha..." Luo Qicheng, the Celestial Race powerhouse, laughed loudly, saying, "Is this still the Saint Master who was once as graceful as jade? To have undergone a corpse transformation and become like this, hmph!"

He mocked him thoroughly, his face filled with cold amusement, feeling even more exhilarated.

Boom!

At this moment, the terrifying figure, covered in black hair, stood in the starfield. Its eyes were enormous, comparable to planets. Facing off against the Celestial Ancient Ancestor, it struck forward with its massive claws, unleashing terrifying black light and dense energy.

Within the Solar System, runes flickered on all major planets, and field beams intertwined.

At the edges of the Solar System, where there was no field protection, asteroids and other small bodies were burning one after another, transforming into balls of fire, illuminating the star sea with a terrifying spectacle.

"Saint Master, after lurking for such a long time, you've finally emerged," said the Ancient Ancestor of the Netherworld Race from outside the Solar System. "To meet such an end is truly lamentable! Back then, I launched an attack across the starfield that severed your vitality, putting you in a life-or-death predicament. I never thought you'd stubbornly cling to your remnant body, refusing to perish, and now you've even risen as a zombie. Then today, I shall send you completely on your way!"

Outside the Solar System, the Ancient Ancestor of the Netherworld Race spoke, his voice sounding like it came from hell. As he breathed, dark light emanated from his entire body, and netherworld energy surged.

As he moved, the starfield cracked open. He burst into the Solar System and decisively attacked the figure covered in corpse hair, showing no mercy.

When his Netherworld Breathing Technique operated, his entire body became eerily dark, as if he had transformed into a demon god. His oppressive aura seemed to halt the very rotation of the sun and the nine planets.

At this moment, even the void solidified.

Around him, mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared; planets were annihilated one after another. These were all abnormal phenomena, events that had truly happened in the past.

Among these, some abnormal phenomena depicted the massacres that occurred on Earth in ancient times, and scenes specifically targeting the ancient inhabitants of this place.

"Father!"

Yaoyao bit her red lip, her beautiful face filled with desolation. She saw her father in those scenes and realized how he had fallen.

There was a middle-aged man, incredibly powerful, but he was besieged and, despite severe injuries, the final fatal blow came from the Ancient Ancestor of the Netherworld Race, whose pitch-black five fingers pierced his skull, splattering blood across the starfield!

"Saint Master, die!"

At this moment, the Celestial Ancient Ancestor and the Netherworld Ancient Ancestor joined forces, trapping the massive figure between them. They unleashed a furious assault, energy boiling, determined to utterly destroy him.

Furthermore, at the most critical moment, outside the Solar System, the figure shrouded in mist also appeared across the void, decisively delivering a fatal blow without hesitation.

"Count me in too! How could I miss such a soul-satisfying event as utterly annihilating the Saint Master!" Luo Qicheng laughed loudly and also rushed into the fray.

All four supreme experts unleashed their peerless divine abilities; astonishing light emerged, engulfing the area as they attacked the figure simultaneously from four directions.

Clearly, this was a lethal strike, impossible to evade.

The figure was fighting desperately against the Celestial Ancient Ancestor, aiming for mutual destruction.

"A reanimated corpse, yet it can still reflect the heavens," one of them sneered. "You truly are astonishing through the ages, but ultimately, you must perish, Saint Master. Let's ensure your complete annihilation!"

"Hmph, from ancient times until now, we've waited for you for eons," another said. "Once you're slaughtered, what else is there to fear? The rest are just small fry. Today, we eradicate this cancerous growth. From now on, your entire race can be utterly annihilated; there's no need to spare any of you!"

These cold words revealed the murderous intent of the Reflecting Heavens-level powerhouses. To kill the Saint Master, they could put everything else aside.

Because, in their view, after the ancient battle, among the remnants, only the Saint Master was too brilliant, and they feared he might one day break through to the supreme realm.

Now, they could finally nip the problem in the bud and eliminate this great threat!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Luo Qicheng and the three Ancient Ancestors attacked together. There was no suspense at all; in the entire cosmos, who could withstand the full destructive power of evolutionaries at this level?

The massive figure covered in black hair exploded, its black blood, slightly pungent, splattering across the starfield, shocking all races.

"The Saint Master... just perished like that?!"

"A divine figure of his generation, who would have thought his end would be so tragic," they murmured. "Not only did he undergo corpse transformation, but his body was also shattered, leaving no trace!"

Across the cosmos, countless old clan leaders who had survived from ancient times sighed softly. They had lived through that era and knew deeply how unparalleled the Saint Master's talent was. He had used domain methods to counterbalance Reflecting Heavens-level powerhouses, traversed the star regions, intimidated his foes, and fought for the last glimmer of hope for his home planet.

Without him, Reflecting Heavens-level powerhouses would have no one to fear; even if they couldn't break through the domain in the Solar System or force their way in, they could still completely turn this place into a dead zone.

"Saint Master, you're finally dead!" the Netherworld Ancient Ancestor laughed loudly. "Now, let this entire Solar System be buried with you, completely annihilated!"

However, they did not dare to act immediately. Instead, they went all out to destroy the exploded corpse and incinerate the black blood.

They feared the Saint Master might revive from the ashes and come back to life.

Suddenly, the Netherworld Ancient Ancestor exploded, turning into a mist of blood, with bones, flesh, and hair scattering everywhere. He was directly blasted apart by someone wielding a Star-Herding Whip.

At the same time, the Celestial Ancient Ancestor also roared, his voice shaking heaven and earth. His waist was struck and directly severed in half. Golden blood poured out, engulfing a certain area of the Solar System, causing some asteroids to completely melt and then evaporate into nothingness.

"You... How is this possible!"

The Celestial Ancient Ancestor was shocked and furious. He saw a figure that had been too fast for them to even notice before it delivered the fatal blow.

It was precisely at the moment they were most complacent after attacking the corpse monster covered in black hair. While several of them were still destroying the Saint Master's corpse, a figure mysteriously appeared and attacked.

He had snow-white hair and a handsome face; even with a lack of color, one could tell how incredibly handsome he once was. He had been as graceful as jade in the past, but his eyes now held a deep weariness.

He had followed, silently and without a trace, when the body covered in black hair burst out of the bronze coffin.

He had used domain methods to conceal all his aura, merging with the void. Even Reflecting Heavens-level powerhouses couldn't sense him until he delivered the fatal blow, at which point he finally revealed himself.

Without a doubt, it was the application of peerless domain techniques, because no one else could deceive a Reflecting Heavens-level entity. Only by mastering domain techniques to an extreme, dazzling degree could such a result be achieved.

Otherwise, no one could ambush a Reflecting Heavens-level entity!

He was the true Saint Master. Wielding the Star-Herding Whip, he instantly blasted apart the Netherworld Ancient Ancestor and simultaneously severed the Celestial Ancient Ancestor at the waist, splattering blood across the starfield.

However, at this level, they were extremely difficult to kill.

"Kill!"

The most mysterious expert, shrouded in mist, roared, pouncing on the Saint Master, intending a decisive battle to the death to buy time for the two ancient ancestors to recover.

"You..." Luo Qicheng was utterly shocked and furious, but also felt a chill of fear. The Saint Master wasn't dead and had actually counterattacked, severely injuring two great ancient ancestors.

Within the Solar System, the nine planets glowed, emitting ripples. Finally, the nine light circles merged into one, forming a brilliant Demon Subduing Circle that directly trapped Luo Qicheng.

While battling the mysterious expert, the Saint Master suddenly turned and charged. His Star-Herding Whip struck Luo Qicheng, who was confined by the Demon Subduing Circle, with a resounding boom.

With a thud, Luo Qicheng burst apart, and golden blood mist permeated the air.

Throughout the cosmos, everyone was already stunned into silence. No one had expected such an earth-shattering event.

Reflecting Heavens-level entities, capable of piercing through everything, were actually counter-killed.

The Saint Master wielded the Star-Herding Whip again, striking forcefully into the blood mist, causing Luo Qicheng's spiritual will to almost collapse as he let out a shrill scream.

At the same time, the bronze coffin traversed the void, entered Earth, and landed on Dragon-Tiger Mountain.

Yaoyao, with tears glistening in her eyes, turned and smiled, bidding farewell to Chu Feng and the others; she was leaving.

"I knew it," she murmured, "Uncle Saint Master would never disappoint. We had already agreed beforehand..."