Su Yu frowned, and after a long while, his pupils narrowed slightly as he thought of the Quasi-Emperor who had died tragically in the Kunlun Forbidden Zone, and the Divine Mark Purple Gold Pagoda.
The Quasi-Emperor blood he extracted from that purple tower created a special ripple with the other party.
At this point, the identity of this young Yin God is revealed without a doubt, and it can be basically determined that Gu Xin'ao from 20,000 years ago was Life that emerged from the corpse of that peerless genius.
The next moment, the Yin God attacked. Su Yu remained indifferent, his fingers and palms swirling with brilliant silver patterns. Crystal chains shot into the sky, shining brightly with this world, emanating an aura that was somewhat similar to the Imperial Dao Laws.
Yao Yin Yao Yang lines danced and swirled, a Chaos Great Handprint tore through the sky, bursting forth with wisps of celestial light, its power shaking the heavens and splitting the universe apart.
"Ah!"
The black-haired Yin God roared, fighting desperately. Divine Radiance surged from every limb and bone, its power reaching its peak, yet it was no match for that Chaos handprint. It was sent flying tens of thousands of miles away, its Quasi-Emperor armor shattered into ashes, its blood staining the sky...
Chapter 648 Exhausted Essence and Blood, Betrayal by Wife and Daughter, Ancient History at the End of the Mythical Era
"Sizzle!"
Fu Guang cascaded down, Su Yu's hair shone brilliantly, with strands of crimson patterns falling from the ends. Then Taiyang Holy Power poured out, sacred and radiant. The corresponding chain of order connected the vast ocean, and a billion strands of orange glow painted the heavens, carrying an awe-inspiring pressure, as if the Holy Emperor of the Sun had reappeared to wage a war against evil in this Lifetime.
The Yin God's face was pale as he retreated continuously. This supreme expert had a terrifying handprint on his body, and blood was gushing from the wound, revealing several ribs that were as white as Ruyu. Dark gray Chaos energy, like a bone-deep sore, was constantly eroding his magical power.
Immediately afterwards, the Demon Jar fell, transforming into an endless black hole that suppressed the Yin God!
The entire process took only two breaths, extremely swift and decisive.
The surrounding Yin Underworld trembled, almost prostrating themselves. Even this ruthless killer had been defeated; this was a catastrophic disaster for the Nether Emperor Hall.
Bathed in starlight, Su Yu covered a million light-years in a single step, creating ripples across vast expanses. Chaos energy intertwined and swirled, radiating a profound and boundless light of calamity, like a Great Emperor on a journey. Wherever he passed, all the powerful beings prostrated themselves, even the Quasi-Emperor corpses connected to the Spirit Immortal Tribulation.
In the distance, a Vermilion Bird cuts across the four seas, its wings a vibrant, dazzling crimson, radiating the aura of Almost-Enlightened One.
A crimson glow filled the sky as a fiery man appeared, a Solar Divine Furnace atop his head, followed by a million-strong army.
He surveyed the entire realm, his gaze sharp as lightning, and said, " The Heaven-reaching Nether Treasure Chaos the legitimate successor of the Netherworld Venerable Lord, the true master of the Underworld. The Ancient Supreme deep within the Underworld is the Prison-Suppressing Emperor. To falsely use the name of the Underworld Emperor is a grave crime!"
Upon hearing this, countless ghostly soldiers trembled, utterly shocked by the news, and lost all will to resist, only caring about fleeing.
"That's nonsense. Once the Underworld Emperor kills Chuan Ying, you will all die."
Seeing the surrounding soldiers retreating like a tide, a Quasi-Emperor from the Nether Realm, knowing he was no match, still grasped his Dao Artifact and climbed to the top of the nebula, shouting loudly in hopes of reversing the tide.
"Puff!"
In an instant, a blood-red beam of light shattered the universe. The Quasi-Emperor of the Underworld screamed as his body was pulverized by the Vermilion Bird Bird's feathers, his form and spirit annihilated.
"Those who disobey will be killed!"
Xuan Wu ( the Emperor Lord ) gave a light shout, leading his direct subordinates to sweep across the Netherworld. The rest of the Vermilion Bird army surged forward, attacking the Yin creatures like a rolling sea of flames, carrying overwhelming power.
On the other side, the black-haired woman cleaved the Nine Heavens with a single sword strike, the chains around her cyan-gold dress fluttering with a crisp, melodious sound. She nearly pierced through the territory under the jurisdiction of the Yanluo Hall. Behind her, mountains of corpses piled up, and black blood gathered into rivers and seas, gurgling through the starry sky, creating an eerie atmosphere.
Soon, she arrived at the Yanluo Temple, the core area of this demonic land.
Suddenly, the Saint Spirit's avatar's gaze fell on a certain spot, and with a single sword strike, it cleaved the heavens and stepped into a Chaos Small World.
Here lies a vast lake, shrouded in mist, from which it occasionally seems to burst forth with Chaos light. A powerful spiritual force nourishes the surrounding dark gold palaces.
Without a doubt, the buildings constructed around Chaos Lake are the most ideal place for enlightenment and cultivation, second only to the Immortal Ascension Ground of the Kunlun Forbidden Zone. It is a veritable Chaos Immortal Land, demonstrating the profound depth of the Underworld's resources.
"Splash!"
At the tip of the Saint Spirit's avatar's finger, nine Yuhua divine chains rose, gleaming like painted designs, radiating azure-gold light, pointing in a direction toward a magnificent palace. At that moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, boundless killing intent erupted from the black and gold palace, instantly altering the course of events. How many people must have been killed to create such a terrifying scene?
Endless vengeful spirits wailed, and countless evil spirits danced and surged in this sacred hall. Blood and fire soared into the sky, and even billions or trillions of living beings could not produce such wicked energy.
It seemed like an endless carnage, with countless living beings wailing in the shadows, and a towering blood mist rising from there, a crimson expanse that threatened to engulf this Chaos Immortal Land.
Within the blood mist, crimson skulls floated and sank, while headless corpses of gods and demons lay scattered in the void. These were all illusory bodies, yet they gave a very real feeling. One of the corpses was dazzlingly bright, its withered bones stained with the blood of Quasi-Emperor tinged with gold and red.
These are the remains of Sacred Body, and one that belonged to the Quasi-Emperor Realm Sacred Body.
Not only the Sacred Body, but there are as many as nine thousand divine physiques in this sea of bones, including Taiyin Blood, Taiyang Blood, Heavenly Tyrant Blood, Brahma Battle Blood... All visible bloodline sources in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are here.
The Saint Spirit's avatar's gaze sharpened, then it shook its head; these corpses were all illusions, not real.
"It seems this is where that Chaotic Blood monster was born..."
The woman in the green dress pondered for a moment, then with a flick of her Heaven and Earth in the Sleeve " technique, taking away this Chaos Immortal Land.
On another path to the underworld, a man in purple robes walked on clouds. He was thin and not particularly strong, but every step he took made the world and the starry sky tremble.
He was surrounded by an ancient, weathered law, emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Time flew by like flying copper coins, and with the Years Passing, all things became empty. The number one warrior of the Prison-Suppressing Hall, the Underworld king and ghost king, all turned to ashes. These beings were too insignificant under the passage of time.
Like the Saint Spirit's avatar, the Time Avatar also destroyed a portion of the Netherworld. In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, only he and a few of his attendants were visible to the naked eye.
After searching, he discovered a secret realm, where he found a divine object within a giant palace.
It was a blood-red ancient tree, its entire body as red as blood, as if it were cast from Phoenix Blood Red Gold and crimson gold. Blood Phoenix appeared on its branches and leaves, entwining around it. Every inch of it had intricate Heavenly God marks, as if it were made by the most exquisite divine craftsman, flowing with divine radiance. It was as mysterious and powerful as could be, with a vast expanse of yin energy.
The Nether Phoenix Blood Tree, the First Spirit Root of True Immortal Underworld, is said to be a seed of death formed from the remains of fallen immortals who transformed into Netherworld Demons. It was then nourished by phoenix blood and grew into a wondrous tree, with the bones of gods as its soil and the Taiyin Netherworld Spring as its irrigation. It is extremely Yin and extremely evil. There is only one of its kind in the world.
For powerful beings in the Underworld, this bloodwood is even stronger than the elixir of Immortal Medicine. It contains the essence of the Yin and Yang, making it a treasure of the world for cultivators of the Death Path, Corpse Dao, and Yin Magic. It can not only prolong life but also aid in cultivation.
But for normal living beings, this tree is the source of chaos, suppressing magical power, imprisoning the primordial spirit, and tormenting the physical body. This bloodwood is naturally in conflict with the most yang and holy, and the stronger one's blood energy, the stronger the shackles they are subjected to.
Shi Ming had long heard of this tree, but this was the first time he had seen its entirety.
The Nether Phoenix Tree was nine zhang tall, extremely large compared to other Immortal Medicine, only comparable to the Moon Laurel Tree and Fusang Tree. It appeared particularly terrifying and awe-inspiring in the blood mist, not like a spiritual root, but more like a peerless demon king who wreaked havoc in ancient times, standing there alone, suppressing this dark and mysterious realm.
"This tree is incredibly malevolent, specifically designed to suppress the life force of living beings," Dao Yi, his gaze deep and his brow furrowed.
The other attendants nodded in agreement. The aura of chaos emanating from the Nether Phoenix Blood Wood made everyone feel uncomfortable, triggering their bloodline connection and causing their bodies to feel like they were about to split apart.
No one who is not Quasi-Emperor is even qualified to stand here.
However, these individuals were not ordinary; they all possessed rare treasures, which allowed them to speak freely.
"The transformed body left behind by the Xian Dao Corpse Demon, the Nether Phoenix..."
The Time Doppelganger muttered to itself, having discerned some hidden secrets.
The myths passed down from ancient times are not necessarily false. This bloodwood has the same characteristics as the Immortal Medicine and is very similar to the Fusang Tree in many ways. It usually does not bear fruit, but only contains the essence of the Nether Dao.
However, this tree is still somewhat inferior to the Immortal Medicine. The Fusang Tree and the Moon Laurel Tree are comparable to the Great Emperor of the time, while this bloodwood can only be compared to those who Alternative Dao Attainment, and is even weaker...
Then, the Time Avatar stepped forward, unleashing its vast divine power to take away the Yinming Nether Treasure.
There are quite a few Yin-Yang cultivators in Kun Court, especially the Yin God and corpse ghosts who are spiritually connected in the Jade Lake Former Site. If they had this tree, the difficulty of their cultivation would be greatly reduced.
The moment Shi Ming made his move, streaks of blood-red lightning danced and struck him, accompanied by rolling winds and thunder. The entire world seemed to be enraged, threatening to destroy him.
"Buzz!"
The crimson bloodwood swayed continuously, and the hundreds of Blood Phoenix on its body came to life. At this moment, they actually revived and exuded the pressure of Quasi-Emperor, which was no weaker than that of Quasi-Emperor of the Ninth Heaven.
In an instant, blood rained down, lightning flashed and thunder roared, turning this place into a forbidden zone, sinister and terrifying.
"If the Immortal Tree were to perish along with everything else, I would be somewhat wary. But what about the remains of Immortal Corpse that dare to act so violently?"
The Time Avatar snorted coldly, its hands flying rapidly as if propelling the Sun-Moon, and stars. Thousands upon thousands of chains of order clattered and swayed, the hexagrams of Yao Shi and Yao Kong condensing and transforming this place into Eternal, freezing all living beings in place.
Purple and blood-red light flashed together, like stars exploding. The branches and leaves of the Underworld Spiritual Root shook violently, and strange patterns burst forth from the tree crown. A beam of immortal light swept across, and the Nether Phoenix Tree was cut in half and taken away by Shi Ming.
"Ah!"
Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out, and a dark shadow was pulled out from the roots of the Nether Phoenix Blood Wood. No matter how much it struggled, it was useless. Its sea of bones and the phantom of gods and demons were frozen in Immobilization by the Bronze Flowers of Time, unable to move.
This person was completely shrouded in armor, except for a pair of blood-red pupils, fierce and insane, filled with tyranny. They were not human eyes, containing only killing and destruction, with blood-red lightning swirling from top to bottom.
His armor was shattered, and blood was constantly trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his cruelty and ferocity remained, and he glared at everyone with venom.
It was he who manipulated the Nether Phoenix Blood Tree, intending to kill all the intruders.
"Disciple of the Longevity Heavenly Venerable!"
Xiang Yufei frowned. He had also studied the " Longevity Emperor Scripture ". The other party had the same aura as him, and his blood and bones exuded a decaying aura, so he was definitely an ancient person.
The other prodigies changed their expressions slightly, somewhat puzzled. People from the Mythological Era, who were personally taught by the Heavenly Venerable and should have been close to the Dao of Longevity, were more like demons than demons themselves, a combination of blood and chaos.
The crimson lightning still swirled around him; he looked every bit the demon, a being who shouldn't exist in this world. He was a figure filled with sin, chaos, and blood.
The divine punishments continued relentlessly, though not very strong; they merely sensed his every wisp of aura and struck down automatically. But this revealed a problem: his existence seemed truly unacceptable to the world; as long as he exposed his presence, he would suffer divine punishment!
"My existence is the result of that old Longevity Old Undying, forged from the blood and souls of millions." The black-armored creature coughed up blood, his voice chilling, like a corpse speaking.
The Time-Space Avatar opened and closed its eyes, clearly seeing the other party's true nature.
It was a mass of blood, constantly wailing, containing countless creatures. In the shadows, one could see a great star being destroyed and countless Life being taken Life.
"Only one peak Great Saint is created from trillions of living beings, and the only commendable thing about him is his ability to inhabit the Evil Tree. The Longevity Heavenly Venerable severed himself with a sword, it seems he also severed his own Dao. His vengeful spirit's lifespan is only one or two thousand years longer than that of a normal being, all because of his evil deeds."
Shi Ming shook his head. Such a method of Longevity was meaningless. It was intolerable to Heaven. He was just existing in a daze, all for a little bit of life essence.
He reached out a large hand and crushed the other person to death. This person was essentially a vengeful spirit, a combination of death energy and resentment, with too much hatred and evil accumulated within him.
These vengeful spirits are fundamentally different from Yin God and corpses; they don't even have the function of being devoured.
The purple hand descended, and instantly, a series of ghostly howls echoed from below. A cloud of blood mist filled the air, and Black Blood splattered three feet high.
After annihilating the evil forces, the Time Avatar flicked his sleeve and uprooted the Nether Phoenix Blood Wood, which was now only at the root.
This time, the remaining root did not struggle. Unless it is certain to die, a plant will never choose to self-destruct; seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is their nature.
As the group departed, a desolate, mournful sound echoed from the surrounding area. Only a pool of blood-soaked mud remained, red and black blood flowing continuously, making the place appear exceptionally barren...
In the center of the Netherworld, the Ancient Supreme, who was fighting against Chuan Ying, had a cold look in his eyes as he noticed his underworld Yin General dying one after another.
"Dare to enter the Underworld..." The Prison-Suppressing Emperor snorted coldly, his Death War Spear repelling the stone clubs, and he stepped out of the Chaos zone, his eyes so cold they could freeze the universe.
His eyes flashed with a cold light. Although he was injured, he was still incredibly powerful and was about to head out of the realm to kill those ignorant juniors.
In his eyes, Chuan Ying had the right to provoke him, while those few reptiles could be crushed with a wave of his hand.
"Buzz!"
A monstrous crimson aura spread, and the stone club stretched across the sky, tearing through the heavens like a gray dragon, pressing down on the universe with unparalleled power.
In an instant, the entire heavens collapsed, stars exploded one by one, and the sun, Sun-Moon, and stars all turned into fireworks.
The Prison-Suppressing Emperor picked up the Black Gold Shield, from which a jet-black dragon flew out and fought with the gray dragon. Then they exploded together, and the Chaos sea instantly flashed with millions of light flowers, reaching the extreme of intensity.