Chapter 746: Star Sea Earthquake

"Yi Chen, after the battle on Earth concluded, we and all other parties reached a mutual understanding to cease hostilities. Yet you dare to intercept and attack me? Are you challenging all your peers? One supreme expert after another, at the Reflection of Heavens level, are jointly upholding cosmic order. Do you wish to make enemies of all of us?!"

The Netherworld Ancestor's enraged roar shook the starry sky, startling all top-tier figures. His aura was terrifying; even a passing Saint, countless light-years away, felt their blood surge and coughed up large mouthfuls of blood from the energy shockwave.

It was evident that at close range, even a Saint would be torn apart!

"What's happening? Has that old monster gone mad?!" Many were astonished, still unaware of the Netherworld race's tragic massacre.

A massive cauldron streaked across the sky, shattering stars. The Netherworld Ancestor was covered in blood, disheveled, and looked utterly distraught.

The fierce battle in the starry sky continued, though it was nearing its conclusion. The Saint Master had intercepted the Netherworld Ancestor, successfully preventing him from returning to his clan and forcing him to witness the slaughter on his homeworld.

Had another expert at the Reflection of Heavens level not arrived in time, the Netherworld Ancestor would have been in grave peril, potentially even killed on the spot.

"Yi Chen, you are challenging the cosmic order established by various races! Do you intend to make Earth an enemy of the entire universe?!" The Netherworld Ancestor was so furious he felt his lungs would burst.

He clearly saw the devastation on his homeworld: blood stained every surface, countless members of his clan lay dead or wounded, and all the major cities and revered mountains had been thoroughly plundered. The invaders, meanwhile, had already successfully withdrawn.

This was a profound disgrace for him, and an immeasurably dark moment for his entire race!

The Saint Master scoffed, "Killing you is challenging cosmic order? Who do you represent? Are you the cosmic order? Can you represent all races under the starry sky? Moreover, are you permitted to flaunt your power on Earth and attack us, but I am forbidden from retaliating? Remember this: from now on, it will be commonplace for me to hunt you down whenever I please!"

The Netherworld Ancestor roared, "Yi Chen, you are making an enemy of the entire universe! You are restarting hostilities! Do you wish to shatter the balance? If so, I don't mind beginning today to hunt down and utterly destroy every living being on Earth!"

Saint Master Yi Chen bellowed, "Are you threatening me? Then let's begin! From this day forward, I will relentlessly pursue you until one of us is destroyed. Let's see who truly kills whom! You wish to protect this planet, don't you? Then I shall obliterate it immediately!"

With a mighty roar, he directly summoned planets. Swathes of stars, like dumplings raining down, hurtled with explosive force towards the Netherworld homeworld.

"Ah..." The Netherworld Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot and bulging, utterly desperate. He struggled frantically, only to be struck again by the Saint Master's Star-Herding Whip within the force field, causing him to cough up large gouts of blood.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the distance, one planet after another rotated and soared towards the Netherworld homeworld. The sight was more dazzling than a meteor shower, appearing both extraordinarily magnificent and terrifying.

Just then, a colossal hand reached out from the void. Other Reflection of Heavens level experts had arrived, intervening to avert the terrifying catastrophe of countless stars obliterating the Netherworld homeworld.

Of course, even without the appearance of this colossal hand, the interwoven order runes on the Netherworld homeworld would have been sufficient to prevent most of the damage, thereby avoiding complete annihilation.

Nevertheless, the sight thoroughly unnerved the Netherworld Ancestor.

The Saint Master's voice was frigid: "Remember, I detest being threatened. If you dare to personally attack and kill a single descendant of my clan, I will immediately annihilate all hundreds of planets under the Netherworld race's rule, leaving not one behind!"

"This is going too far!" roared the Netherworld Ancestor.

The Saint Master retorted, "Going too far? I believe you've simply grown accustomed to your arrogance. In the ancient war, you massacred primeval Earth, and that debt remains unsettled to this day. Now you believe only you have the right to attack others, and yet when someone retaliates, you feel humiliated? What truly shameless logic!"

He brandished the Star-Herding Whip, striking once more towards the Netherworld homeworld. In an instant, the six moons orbiting the Netherworld's inhabited planet all exploded, transforming into brilliant fireballs in outer space.

Concurrently, as the Star-Herding Whip descended, the Netherworld homeworld itself was attacked. Mountains and rivers exploded, great cities collapsed, powerful cave dwellings shattered, and countless cultivators perished tragically, dissolving into bloody mist without a single sound.

"Stop it!" roared the Netherworld Ancestor, his eyes bloodshot and desperate.

The Saint Master did not relent, continuing to wield the Star-Herding Whip. Even with the infinite force fields arranged by the Netherworld homeworld and the planet's own will resisting, it suffered immediate and severe damage.

In that very instant, mountains and rivers on the Netherworld star crumbled, and cities disintegrated. The losses were catastrophic.

"Stop, Yi Chen! Everything can be negotiated! Just stop now!" roared the Netherworld Ancestor.

At that moment, three Reflection of Heavens level experts arrived. If they truly engaged, it would pose a threat to the Saint Master; fortunately, he possessed the Demonic Ancestor's Cauldron.

"Fellow Daoist Yi Chen, you can cease your attack now," one of them said.

Ultimately, the great battle subsided. The Saint Master understood that Earth, in its current state, could not realistically contend against the alliance of numerous powerful races across the universe.

He sighed softly, reflecting that in the ancient war, Earth's allies had been annihilated. Many extraordinary figures and their entire races had vanished, never to be seen again. Otherwise, some of them would undoubtedly have reached the Reflection of Heavens level.

He, resurrecting with a crippled body, eventually achieved the Reflection of Heavens level. It's unimaginable how powerful Earth's faction, especially those who originally held great promise, would have become by now if not for the ancient war.

For now, Earth was not prepared and could not afford to make enemies of the entire universe, so this battle had to end.

"Ah..." The Netherworld Ancestor roared, rushing towards the distant planet. What he saw there was horrific: blood stained the ground everywhere.

At least half of the planet's cultivation cities and powerful strongholds had been destroyed. Its population was decimated, and the losses were catastrophic.

He estimated that the Netherworld race's overall strength had plummeted by at least sixty percent!

"Yi Chen, you..." The Netherworld Ancestor glared menacingly, intending to utter threats, but he ultimately clamped his mouth shut, only his eyes blazing with fierce malice.

He swore that he would go to that land of bones and find a way to awaken the ancient ancestor who had been in slumber for countless ages, to bring them back to life.

He himself was merely an envoy guarding that land of bones, yet he had already achieved the rank of Ancestor.

A woman at the Reflection of Heavens level spoke in a calm voice: "Fellow Daoist Yi Chen, I believe we should discuss the cosmic order. It is detrimental for conflicts to erupt so frequently now. You must be aware that the fragmented universes within the chaos are highly unstable, containing both immense opportunities and grave dangers. These will eventually have profound repercussions here, so we cannot afford disorder at this time."

"Not interested," the Saint Master stated, turning and vanishing in an instant.

His expression was cold. Cosmic order, he thought, was merely a set of rules dictated by those with vested interests; the order before the ancient Earth war had been entirely different.

"Fellow Daoist Yi Chen, are you rejecting our goodwill? Are you unwilling for your homeworld to integrate into this cosmic system?" one individual asked coldly.

The Netherworld Ancestor sneered, "Fellow Daoists, you see now, don't you? They wish to challenge, to trample upon the established cosmic rules. There's nothing more to discuss; we should unite and suppress them."

"If you disagree, feel free to come to Earth. I await you. If you wish to fight, then let us fight!" The Saint Master looked back, a chilling smile on his face, and added, "But I warn you: once war begins, be prepared for our no-holds-barred assault. We have nothing left to lose. Unlike us, each of you controls hundreds of inhabited planets and countless resource worlds. If you desire war, then come!"

The Saint Master strode away, leaving only his retreating figure. His message was clear: if they disagreed, they should come to Earth to fight, for he would be waiting for them!

Across the starry sky, various races were utterly astonished. The Saint Master, alone, had dared to confront the Netherworld Ancestor, and this was only a short time after the great battle outside Earth had concluded.

Suddenly, the entire universe was astounded. People realized that Earth had truly risen; it was now so assertive, daring to directly confront the eleventh-ranked powerful race and even attempting to kill their Ancestor!

The more people pondered, the more astonished they became, with many ancient figures gasping in disbelief.

However, they could only sigh. A single planet had produced four Reflection of Heavens level experts, each one more formidable and ruthless than the last.

These individuals were all capable of fighting multiple opponents simultaneously, their reputations earned through fierce battles and bloodshed!

Such a lineup undoubtedly met the standards of the top ten most powerful forces. Who wouldn't be wary? Who wouldn't be awestruck?

At this time, people were still unaware that Uncle Ming and his companions had massacred the homeworlds of the Deva, Spirit, and Mechanical races. Only the Netherworld race's disaster had spread, and people mistakenly attributed it to the Saint Master's actions.

"I daresay, if Earth had several powerful Saints, they would certainly be capable of attacking their ancient adversaries. And if Yaoyao were to revive, along with the rise of the younger generation's Demon King Chu, this would constitute a terrifying force that would put the top ten races on high alert and compel them to take precautions."

"Unfortunately, there's a generational gap, and they lack corresponding Saint-level power. Otherwise, the Deva, Spirit, Xilin, and other races would be in grave danger."

Upon hearing such discussions across the universe, a group of elderly Saints simply smiled without comment.

This was because many had accepted Uncle Ming's invitation to temporarily reside on Earth as guests, primarily to escape the fallout, given the astonishing scale of the incident they had caused!

"Yaoyao, quickly take this immortal medicine; I hope it's effective. I've been eagerly anticipating this, even thinking I'd sacrifice my own lifespan if it meant your revival," Uncle Ming said, his eyes welling with old tears.

He was Yaoyao's mentor, having watched her grow up, and they were as close as father and daughter.

Had Yaoyao survived from ancient times to the present, she would undoubtedly have reached the Reflection of Heavens level and become an invincible being. She was breathtakingly brilliant in her time, hailed as the foremost figure under the starry sky, universally acknowledged, with no one daring to challenge her. Any who did were effortlessly suppressed by her.

What a pity, what a tragedy. Every time Uncle Ming recalled it, he would sigh deeply, feeling the urge to weep.

Yaoyao's revival demanded incredibly rare herbs; ordinary divine medicines were entirely useless. Only a combination of a few legendary items, such as Ten Thousand Star Grass and Nine-Aperture Tribulation Flower, which had only ever existed in ancient rumors, would suffice.

At this moment, everyone was on edge, uncertain what medicinal ingredients Yaoyao's grandfather had obtained from the woman in the Kunlun Abyss, or if they would truly be able to revive her.

"And the Ten Thousand Star Grass!" Chu Feng added. He had treated the Ten Thousand Star Body as a potent medicine, extracting all its vital essence specifically for Yaoyao.

At this very moment, the previously buzzing and restless starry sky abruptly erupted into turmoil. Someone discovered that something was amiss with the Deva race. When their allies came to visit, they were shocked to find the Deva star's landscapes stained with blood, its premier grand city in ruins, countless direct descendants of the clan dead or wounded, and the ancestral city gates tightly sealed.

"Oh my gods, they've truly stirred up a tempest!"

"The Deva race has been massacred! This is the most catastrophic event to ever shake the starry sky. Who could have done this?!"

Those who had gone to visit were so terrified that they immediately turned and fled, not daring to get involved in the chaos. As the news spread, the entire galaxy erupted in an uproar.

Countless people, stunned, journeyed there to investigate the truth.

Soon after, astonishing rumors also emerged from the Spirit, Mechanical, Xilin, and other races. The homeworlds of several clans had been conquered, a horrific sight with blood staining the landscapes.

Everyone was bewildered. Who could have done this? It was utterly shocking. These were all renowned and powerful races in the universe, their status unchallenged for countless years, yet they all suffered a great calamity in a single day!

People began to suspect: could this be the work of the top ten major powers?

A tremendous sensation swept through the vast star ocean, as the most severe cosmic upheaval in history unfolded!

Meanwhile, some of the top ten races in the universe were left dumbfounded. Several of their members were just about to embark, carrying their respective clan's ultimate weapons, having set their sights on some "prime targets." Yet, it appeared someone else had already made a move?

"No, even if someone has already acted, we must still launch an attack. We should still be able to claim a share, or at the very least, attempt to seize the Deva race's breathing technique!"

Individuals carrying ultimate weapons, ranked among the universe's most powerful, set out to attack the Deva homeworld.

Races of this caliber naturally belonged to the strongest echelons. Surprisingly, more than one faction was tempted; others, unable to restrain themselves, also prepared to launch attacks!

That day, the universe plunged into chaos, finding no peace. Unbeknownst to all, these cataclysmic events had been ignited by the cultivators from Earth!

"Who did this? Logically, Earth is the primary suspect, given their deep-seated animosity and blood feud with those races. However, without their four Reflection of Heavens level experts taking action, they shouldn't possess such power."

"It certainly wasn't Earth's cultivators. I suspect there's a deeper secret. However, if we simply go and investigate, questioning the survivors of the Deva, Spirit, and Xilin races, we will surely find out, won't we?"

Meanwhile, on Earth, Uncle Ming cleared his throat while facing the camera, preparing to deliver a statement.