Willow Deity Dharma Form Shocks the World! Suppressing the Four Fierce Beasts!

"Hand over the thing!"

The Sky Swallowing Sparrow let out a piercing shriek, its voice splitting metal and shattering stone.

"That thing belongs to me!"

Qiongqi roared, smashing a mountain peak to rubble with a single claw swipe. Debris flew like a meteor shower, crashing down all around.

The Great Wilderness was devastated.

Countless Fierce Beasts and birds living in the forests trembled under the Venerable-level pressure, or were directly blasted into bloody mist by the shockwaves of the battle.

Even more human tribes were wiped out in this catastrophe.

Though Stone Village was still some distance from the battle's center, the terrifying fluctuations had already reached them.

Houses shook. The ground cracked.

The villagers' faces turned deathly pale. Children wailed in terror.

"It's over... Is this divine punishment?"

"How can we stand against beasts of this level?"

Despair spread like wildfire.

Facing a battle between Venerables, mortals were nothing but ants—not even qualified to flee.

At the battle's center.

The Sky Swallowing Sparrow's cold, sinister eyes swept across the land below.

It saw the countless living beings in the Great Wilderness, the human tribes scrambling to escape.

"Hmph."

A single cold snort echoed through heaven and earth.

"Too many creatures in the Great Wilderness. Too many eyes and mouths."

The Sky Swallowing Sparrow's voice was icy and merciless, carrying a callous indifference that treated life like weeds.

"The secret of this thing cannot leak out."

"To prevent any information from spreading..."

It opened its massive maw, vast enough to devour the world. A black vortex formed within, unleashing a terrifying suction force.

"Today, I'll bathe the Great Wilderness in blood!"

"Starting with the humans—not one left alive!"

Boom!

As its words fell, a destructive pull engulfed thousands of miles below.

Countless towering Ancient Trees were uprooted. Huge boulders flew into the sky. Countless beasts and humans let out miserable screams, helplessly dragged toward that black hole-like mouth.

This was a massacre.

An extermination to cover up a secret!

Though Stone Village was protected by the Willow Deity and not yet swept away, the apocalyptic pressure already suffocated everyone.

"It's going to eat us!"

Shi Linhu's hand, gripping his bone blade, trembled. Despair filled his eyes.

"Fight! Let's fight it!"

Some hot-blooded men wanted to charge out, but Shi Yunfeng held them back tightly.

"Don't go! That's a Venerable! Going means death!"

Cries, shouts, and desperate prayers wove together.

In this doomsday scene.

Beneath the willow tree.

Ye Xuan's expression was terrifyingly calm.

He looked up. Through the Chaos Heavy Pupils, across the vast distance, he coldly fixed his gaze on that arrogant Sky Swallowing Sparrow.

"Bathe the Great Wilderness in blood?"

"Eat people?"

A cold smirk curled at the corner of Ye Xuan's mouth.

A mangy bird dares to say it'll devour all humans, right in front of the Human Emperor?

Do they really think I'm made of mud? And besides, the Willow Deity is right here!

Ye Xuan turned, facing the willow tree.

At this moment, the Willow Deity's hundreds of newly sprouted branches were also swaying slightly—clearly angered by these reckless juniors.

Ye Xuan clasped his hands and bowed deeply.

"Master."

His voice was not loud, but it carried a biting murderous intent.

"A few noisy wild beasts have disturbed the peace of Stone Village."

"Your disciple humbly requests that Master take action and suppress them."

"Hum—"

At the village entrance, the willow tree that had long lain dormant suddenly erupted with an aura that made even the Myriad Worlds tremble.

This was not the revival of an ordinary tree, but the awakening of a slumbering Immortal King opening its eyes.

Hundreds of emerald branches, once softly drooping, snapped taut in an instant.

"Shiiing!"

Without any warning.

Those willow branches swelled instantly, transforming into Order Divine Chains that pierced heaven and earth.

Green radiance flooded the skies; every leaf bore a star aloft, every branch seemed to evolve an entire world.

The once dim sky was instantly illuminated by this dazzling green light.

A colossal willow tree phantom, too vast to describe, slowly manifested above Stone Village.

It was immense.

Its canopy like a lid, blotting out the sun, moon, and stars, shrouding the entire Great Wilderness.

Its roots anchored deep in the void, drawing the essence of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.

Before that grand dharma form, the Four Venerables—who moments ago had seemed invincible, ready to destroy the world—now shrank to the size of ants.

The sheer visual impact left everyone breathless.

"Is this the Sacrificial Spirit?!"

The people of Stone Village knelt prostrate, their very souls trembling.

High in the sky.

The rampaging Sky Swallowing Sparrow, for the first time, showed extreme terror in its cold, sinister eyes.

Its proud Devouring Black Hole, before this towering willow tree, was nothing but a laughable little bubble.

"Who are you? How could such an existence be in this lower realm?!"

The Sky Swallowing Sparrow shrieked, its voice filled with panic.

It sensed the breath of death—an absolute crushing of Life Level.

It flapped its wings frantically, trying to tear open the void and flee.

"Noisy."

A wave of Divine Sense swept across heaven and earth.

The Willow Deity made no unnecessary moves.

Just one willow branch, drifting out lightly.

It ignored spatial distance, ignored the protective black mist swirling around the Sky Swallowing Sparrow, piercing through like thin paper.

"Pfft!"

A soft sound.

That jade-green willow branch pierced straight through the Sky Swallowing Sparrow's head, hard as divine iron.

Blood splattered, staining the sky red.

The Sky Swallowing Sparrow's massive body stiffened, the ferocity in its eyes quickly fading.

Under that single strike, its Primordial Spirit was directly obliterated by the Order Divine Chains.

One blow, form and spirit annihilated!

This infamous demonic bird, which had devoured countless lives, didn't even get a chance to beg for mercy before becoming a warm corpse.

"Roar—!"

On the other side, the Qiongqi, seeing this, was terrified out of its wits.

Its ferocious, murderous aura collapsed instantly. Its wings beat wildly as it tried to flee this horrifying place.

"Since you're here, stay."

Another willow branch swung.

It looked incredibly gentle, like a spring breeze brushing the willows.

But when it landed on the Qiongqi's back, it weighed as much as a Hundred Million Jun.

"Crack!"

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed through the sky.

Qiongqi let out a miserable shriek as its proud spine was snapped clean by that willow branch.

Its massive body lost all support, collapsing from the sky like a heap of mud.

"Withdraw."

The willow branch curled lightly.

The two mountain-sized corpses of the Sky Swallowing Sparrow and Qiongqi rapidly shrank under the binding of the Order Divine Chains.

All their essence, blood, and flesh were perfectly sealed, not a shred leaking away.

In the blink of an eye.

The two corpses, now the size of small hills, were rolled up by the willow branch and tossed lightly onto the threshing ground of Stone Village.

"Thud! Thud!"

Two dull thuds—that was tonight's meal.

This scene unfolded too fast.

From the moment Ye Xuan spoke to the fall of the two Venerables, only three breaths had passed.

The world regained its clarity.

Only the trembling golden Zhu Yan remained high in the sky, along with the Vermilion Bird, which had withdrawn all its flames and curled into a tight ball.

The two of them had also been vying for the Mountain Treasure, but unlike the Sky Swallowing Sparrow, they hadn't struck at mortals.

Now, watching their two peers drop dead in an instant, these Venerables were so terrified their fur stood on end.

The Black Iron Staff in Zhu Yan's hand was shaking, and its golden eyes were filled with nothing but innocence and pleading.

The Vermilion Bird had even buried its head under its wings, not daring to look at that terrifying willow tree.

Too frightening!

What kind of Sacrificial Spirit was this?

This was clearly a supreme deity descended to the lower realm!