Your Patriarch Won't Be Coming Back

Western Region, Human Puppet Ghost Den

On a cliff face stood a palace built entirely from all manner of limbs and remains, its exterior resembling a ferocious ghostly skull.

All around the cliff were countless caves and hollows, each one serving as the dwelling of a Human Puppet Ghost Den cultivator.

The cliff face was covered in densely packed caves, with quite a few cultivators leaping back and forth between them.

Beneath the silent night sky, a bright moon hung high amid thick clouds.

Ning Yechen's figure silently arrived above the Human Puppet Ghost Den. Looking down from high above at this top sect built into the cliff, he murmured softly, "Let's start here..."

He was a man of principles.

So long as someone laid a hand on his people, he would never show mercy!

Since they had injured his wife and tried to harm his child, the four great sects of this world could vanish from it altogether!

He could have left it to Chaos Demon Bull and the other two; they would have been more than capable of sweeping away the four great sects. But the efficiency would inevitably be too low.

So Ning Yechen decided to do it himself instead—quickly and simply settle this!

He still had to hurry to the next set.

Ning Yechen raised an arm high, and a tiny flame instantly sprang up in his palm.

The tiny flame rapidly swelled, and in the blink of an eye, an enormous fireball several dozen zhang in diameter appeared in his hand!

The fireball burned as fiercely as the blazing sun, warping the surrounding void. Flames flowed over its surface like streams of fire dragons.

Its dazzling radiance lit up the entire night sky!

The temperature around the Human Puppet Ghost Den abruptly soared. The cultivators of the Human Puppet Ghost Den all sensed something amiss and emerged from their caves, staring up at the night sky in shock.

"W-What's going on?"

"Is it daytime?"

"I remember I'd only just closed my eyes."

"Why is today's sun so close...?"

"No...! Look, everyone, there's someone up there!"

"T-That person is casting an immortal art!"

The moment the people of the Human Puppet Ghost Den spotted Ning Yechen, their faces turned deathly pale with fright.

Someone could actually conjure an immortal art of such terrifying power with his bare hands!

If the fireball in his hand came crashing down, the entire Human Puppet Ghost Den would be flattened!

Several figures immediately shot out from the Ghost Den's main hall and hurried before Ning Yechen.

"May we ask who you are, Senior?"

"Why have you come to visit our Human Puppet Ghost Den in the dead of night?"

"If you have something to say, Senior, could you first put away your immortal art?"

Several elders of the Human Puppet Ghost Den stepped forward through the air together, speaking to Ning Yechen with utmost politeness.

Only upon drawing close did they truly understand how terrifying the fireball in Ning Yechen's hand was.

That scorching pressure nearly left them unable to breathe. Sweat soaked their entire bodies, and even their skin had begun to burn and melt!

Most terrifying of all, the fireball was still expanding!

"Senior, might I ask where our Human Puppet Ghost Den has offended you...?"

"We beg for your magnanimity, Senior. Once our patriarch returns, he will surely personally apologize to you!"

Gui Jie, the Great Elder of the Human Puppet Ghost Den, cupped his hands and spoke respectfully.

What he thought was that, no matter what, they had to stall until their patriarch returned!

Otherwise, that single fireball would be enough to destroy the entire Human Puppet Ghost Den!

Ning Yechen cast the crowd a cold, disdainful glance. Since they were about to die, he might as well let them understand why. He said indifferently, "Your patriarch won't be coming back."

"And from today onward, your Human Puppet Ghost Den will disappear from this world."

"W-What?!"

Gui Jie and the others were struck with horror.

Their patriarch, Ghost Husband, had already been killed?!

And the man before them truly intended to wipe out their entire Human Puppet Ghost Den in one stroke!

"Attack! Stop him!" Gui Jie roared.

Several elders simultaneously unleashed their natal artifacts at Ning Yechen.

Ning Yechen looked upon them with utter disdain. One hand held a fireball aloft while the other rested behind his back; he stood unmoving as mountains. Several fire dragons suddenly burst from the fireball and lunged at the crowd!

"Aaaah!"

In an instant, the crowd and their natal artifacts alike were devoured by the fire dragons, leaving them utterly powerless to resist!

Amid several cries of agony rising and falling in succession, the elders of those top sects were all reduced to drifting ash!

The disciples below Human Puppet Ghost Den stood dumbfounded, unable to believe what was happening before their eyes.

They belonged to one of the foremost sects in the world. Every elder possessed Heavenly God Realm cultivation, yet they had been slaughtered without the slightest ability to fight back?!

The first to come to their senses immediately scattered in panicked flight.

Ning Yechen lightly tossed down the fireball in his hand. The massive sphere instantly blotted out the entire Human Puppet Ghost Den, leaving nowhere to run!

Before the fireball had even fully struck, the scorching, terrifying heatwave had already turned countless people to ash!

"BOOM!"

When the fireball finally crashed down, Human Puppet Ghost Den instantly melted away, along with everything within a hundred zhang around it.

All that remained on the ground was a bottomless abyssal crater!

Heat billowed from within the crater, and even its searing residual might was enough to keep every living creature nearby from daring to approach in the slightest!

Thus, Human Puppet Ghost Den vanished from the world.

At the same time, Tianxia Confucian Palace in the Eastern Continent was razed to the ground by ten thousand bolts of immortal lightning...

Azure Peak Sword Sect in the Central Continent was annihilated by a single sword strike, leaving only a sword chasm stretching a hundred zhang across its former site...

Martial God Hall in the Southern Continent was no exception. An immense, boundless mountain crashed down upon it, replacing the entire Martial God Hall with a towering peak...

Over a single night, the world's four great sects were utterly destroyed!

Three divine soul incarnations flew back from various places to Ning Yechen's side and merged back into his body.

Just then, beneath the night sky, dozens of bolts of immortal lightning struck Ning Yechen without warning!

Every bolt carried heavenly might capable of tearing the void apart by force!

This was the restrictive punishment imposed by the laws of the human world, or perhaps the balance maintained by the Heavenly Dao.

Within the human world, one's cultivation could reach no higher than the peak of the Immortal Realm. Even those from the other Six Realms had to actively suppress their cultivation upon entering the human world.

The moment one displayed power beyond the peak of the Immortal Realm, the Heavenly Dao would send down immortal lightning to destroy them!

The methods Ning Yechen had used far surpassed the peak of the Immortal Realm. Once the Heavenly Dao sensed it, its attempt to erase him followed.

But there was one absolute prerequisite: the divine might of the Heavenly Dao had to surpass that person...

If that person's cultivation and strength did not fear the divine might of the Heavenly Dao in the least, then this balancing rule was completely useless against them...

For example, against Ning Yechen...

Facing the descent of dozens of bolts of immortal lightning, Ning Yechen was already thoroughly accustomed to it.

Almost every time he finished making a move, the Heavenly Dao had to give him a couple of massage strokes. It had become routine...

A pitch-black spiritual energy barrier wrapped itself around Ning Yechen. Dozens of bolts of immortal lightning struck the barrier, yet failed even to shatter it.

Only after the immortal lightning had finished did Ning Yechen leisurely withdraw the barrier.

Perhaps because he had simultaneously formed divine soul clones and cast four immortal arts, he could sense that this round of immortal lightning was far more powerful than usual.

Still, it was lacking that little something...

Having dealt with the four great sects, Ning Yechen raised his head toward the heavens and transformed into a divine streak once more, shooting into the clouds.

The time was about right. It was time to return to the Immortal Realm for a look!