Killing Intent by the Sun, Yaksa's Scythe

Deep within the Chaos, in a region near the Solar Star.

The space here had completely distorted.

It was no longer monotonous gray airflow.

Streams of golden True Sun Fire, like giant dragons, erupted from the void without warning.

Immediately after, they were torn to shreds by vast expanses of gray Chaos storms.

The torrent of energy had formed countless tiny, flickering worlds here.

One moment it was a fairyland of birdsong and fragrant flowers, the next it was a hell of mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The Laws here were chaotic.

Lu Ya and Xing were traversing this deadly place.

They hadn't used any magical power.

They relied solely on their physical bodies, painstakingly moving through the gaps between countless fragments of Laws.

Xing walked ahead.

His rock-like body was the best shield.

Every spatial tear, every eruption of True Fire, he endured with his own flesh and blood.

His body was already covered in scars.

Some wounds were deep enough to see bone, yet not a drop of blood flowed out.

The Bloodline Power within him had already sealed the wounds tightly.

Lu Ya followed behind him.

His face was pale.

As a Golden Crow, he should have been a favorite of fire.

But the True Sun Fire here, mixed with the essence of Chaos, had become violent and defiled.

Every contact made his bloodline ache.

"How... much longer do we have to go?"

Lu Ya's voice was dry.

He could no longer feel the guidance of his Father Emperor's aura.

Everything here was covered by the will of Chaos.

"Soon."

Xing uttered two words.

His gaze pierced through layers of energy mist, locking onto a direction.

The route Chen Ran had mapped out for them using SkyNet ended there.

It was a relatively "calm" area.

A massive black meteorite, like a continent, floated there.

It was like an isolated island, temporarily resisting the surrounding energy storms.

The two used their last remaining strength and finally landed on the meteorite.

Lu Ya collapsed directly onto the ground, gasping for air.

Xing, however, still stood straight, vigilantly observing their surroundings.

"Something's... not right here."

Xing suddenly spoke.

"It's too quiet."

Lu Ya also noticed it.

This area was too calm.

So calm, it was like the surface of the sea before a storm.

Just then.

A cold, evil aura, filled with the scent of blood, quietly rose from behind the meteorite.

This aura was completely out of place with the surrounding violent Chaos and scorching True Fire.

It was like a drop of ink falling into a pot of boiling oil.

Lu Ya and Xing both looked in that direction.

A figure slowly emerged from the darkness.

He was covered head to toe in blood-red bone armor, with a pair of broken bone wings on his back.

In his hands, he held two enormous, blood-red scythes shaped like crescent moons.

His face had no features.

Only two points of scarlet light flickered in the empty eye sockets.

The Yaksa King.

He didn't exude any powerful pressure.

But as he stood there, he seemed like the embodiment of the concept of "slaughter."

Lu Ya's heart clenched violently.

He felt a fear from the depths of his bloodline emanating from this being.

It was the instinctual reaction of prey facing its natural predator.

"Asura..."

For the first time, a grave expression appeared in Xing's eyes.

He sensed a similar aura from this Yaksa King.

An aura born purely for combat and slaughter.

"By the ancestor's command."

The Yaksa King spoke.

His voice, like the wails of countless wronged souls, resounded directly in their spirits.

"I will take your lives."

Before he finished speaking.

He moved.

But his target was not Lu Ya, nor Xing.

The scythe in his hand struck fiercely at the giant meteorite beneath their feet!

Crack--

The meteorite, comparable to a congenital spiritual treasure, was split in two like tofu by the scythe.

Having lost their only foothold.

Lu Ya and Xing's bodies were instantly exposed to the raging energy storm.

The Yaksa King did not pursue.

He simply floated in place, as if appreciating a good show.

He wanted this desolate place to kill them with its own hands.

"Roar!"

Xing let out a furious roar.

His body expanded in an instant.

The ancient Witch Race bloodline fully awakened within him.

Totems of mountains and rivers appeared on his skin.

He spread his arms, like a giant supporting the heavens and earth, and forcibly created a small, safe space for Lu Ya amidst the raging energy storm.

Countless true fires and chaotic energy currents battered his body.

His muscles tore and healed repeatedly.

"Go!"

Xing used all his strength to shove Lu Ya fiercely in one direction!

That direction was the core of the most violent and chaotic energy.

It was also the only possible path to survival!

Lu Ya's body shot like a meteor into the colorful vortex of death.

His eyes reflected Xing's colossal figure, gradually being consumed by the energy storm.

An inexpressible rage and sorrow exploded in his chest.

"Ahhhhhh!"

He roared to the sky.

The Golden Crow Bloodline within him was completely ignited at this moment.

Not for battle.

But for... resonance!

Just as he was about to be torn to shreds by the chaotic laws.

At the very center of the energy vortex.

A faint, almost extinguished golden light responded to him.

It was the phantom image of a palace.

Utterly dilapidated, with only a corner of an eave remaining.

Fragments of the Eastern Emperor Bell!

No, not just the Eastern Emperor Bell.

It was the final remnant of the ancient Demon Heavenly Court, of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall built upon the Solar Star!

Pulled by Lu Ya's bloodline.

That remnant seemed to come alive.

It exuded an aura of supreme authority, commanding all Laws.

The violent, chaotic Laws around it, faced with this presence, became docile and obedient, like subjects before their king.

An absolutely safe, golden domain spread out from the remnant at its center.

Lu Ya landed on that remnant.

In the Yaksa King's blood-red eyes, for the first time, a flicker of emotion appeared.

He had miscalculated.

He hadn't expected that the final ruins of the Demon Heavenly Court would be hidden here.

Even less did he expect that Lu Ya's bloodline could activate it.

Lu Ya ignored the Yaksa King in the distance.

His entire mind was drawn into a golden space.

This was the interior of that palace remnant.

There were no cultivation methods, no Spiritual Treasures.

Only countless data points, shimmering like stars, and deduction models.

This was...

His Father Emperor, Di Jun.

And his Uncle, Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The last things they left behind.

Not an inheritance for him.

But their Observation Records, as "jailers" of the Solar Star, of that Cage, accumulated over countless eons!

"Pangu's seal consists of a total of three thousand six hundred Law chains."

"It is estimated that the first round of decay will begin in three hundred Epochs."

"Affected by the Chaos tides, the decay cycle has been accelerated by fifty Epochs."

"The Star Devourer Civilization appeared, its energy radiation accelerating the decay..."

"The Gestalt Civilization appeared, its spatial weapons shaking the foundation of the seal..."

Line after line of cold data flooded into Lu Ya's mind.

His Father Emperor and Uncle had foreseen all of this long ago!

They had been calculating, deducing.

Attempting to find a way to reinforce the seal, or rather, to delay its collapse.

And at the end of all the records.

Was a message, stained with blood, the final message from Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

"The essence of the seal is suppression, not destruction."

"To defeat it, the only way is not to reinforce the seal, but to..."

"Open it!"

"At its weakest moment, actively open the Cage and gather the strength of the entire Primordial Era to utterly destroy it!"

"This is the only chance of survival!"

"And the key to opening the Cage..."

"Is on... the moon!"