This earth-shattering battle on the Western Heaven Realm has finally come to an end.
That demonic land, where the ultimate battle once erupted, has now been completely transformed into a forbidden zone for life and a graveyard for laws.
Although the violent energy turbulence has gradually subsided, the lingering chaotic demonic energy in the core area and the earth-shattering battle intent unleashed by the Shen Ji during her life-or-death struggle are like the most poisonous miasma.
Mixed with the traces of the Dao of Return to the Ruins left by the " Heaven-Overturning Seal ", it formed a forbidden region that even God King dared not easily set foot in.
The spatial structure was as fragile as a spider web, collapsing from time to time into patches of nothingness.
The flow of time is chaotic and disordered. One step in may accelerate time, turning a hundred years into an instant, or one may be trapped in a stagnant quagmire, never to escape.
A chilling pressure permeated the air, the mark left by a terrifying being that surpassed the level of an ordinary God Emperor, silently warning all who followed.
At first, the area was completely silent; not even the wind dared to blow in.
The shockwaves from that day's great battle were terrifying. Even across an infinitely vast distance, the roar originating from the source of chaos, the hand seals that stirred the heavens and earth, and the resolute determination of the Lesser Heaven Rank experts burning their divine souls were still palpable.
These blows struck the hearts of all the powerful beings in the Western Heaven Realm like heavy hammers, causing the gods to tremble and the Demon Venerable to lie dormant.
No one dared to peer into the heart of the battlefield before the storm had completely subsided; the pervasive aura of destruction was enough to deter anyone harboring any illusions.
Time flies, like sand slipping through your fingers, and a month has quietly passed.
When the earth-shattering core fluctuations finally stopped coming frequently, and when the rumor that the towering demonic figure had indeed disappeared into the eastern sky gradually spread.
Some, unable to suppress their curiosity and greed, began to cautiously explore this once forbidden land.
The first to arrive were spies sent by various major powers. Most of these figures were hidden in the crevices of the Void or rode special stealth artifacts, their auras concealed to the extreme, like ghosts roaming the edge of the battlefield.
They came from the ranks of several ancient chief gods of the Western Heaven Realm, from some powerful God King -level forces with deep foundations, and some may have been spies infiltrated from other realms.
Their mission was clear: to confirm whether the terrifying Great Demon had truly departed, and to assess the remaining risks and potential "opportunities" on the battlefield.
Even the place where a powerful god falls may leave behind some extraordinary traces.
It might be a wisp of primordial Dao that was not completely annihilated, or a damaged but extremely valuable fragment of a divine artifact, or even a special crystallized form of its unwilling will before death.
For a being of the God King level, any gain could be a key to a higher level.
However, news soon followed.
Most of the daring spies who were the first to infiltrate the core area never came out again.
Those few who managed to escape were left with damaged souls and disintegrated bodies, bringing back only endless fear and fragmented images:
The laws of extreme chaos annihilated all intruders, and the chaotic demonic energy corroded the Divine Body like a living thing, while the remaining fighting spirit impacted the Dao heart.
Even more terrifying, the area seemed to still retain the "gaze" of that great Great Demon, cold, hungry, and indifferent, watching over all living beings that stepped into its " Hunting Ground ".
The news, instead of deterring newcomers, attracted even more powerful individuals who were confident in their abilities.
A month is enough time for many god-level beings who have been holding back to make up their minds.
Powerful auras began to appear on the outskirts of this demonic land, with divine light surging and demonic energy chilling them. They were wary of each other, and all looked at the core mountain range, which was still shrouded in chaotic energy, with scrutinizing eyes.
Years ago, it was already known in awe by survivors as the " Great Demon Mountain Range."
Five years ago, the Sacred Battle Angel separated from Li Qingshan for some reason and went to the famous and dangerous " Emerald Forest " deep in the Western Heaven Realm to search for the legendary lost relics of the ancient Sacred Battle Angel.
It was a journey fraught with both opportunities and risks. They braved numerous hardships, navigating countless naturally formed magical mazes and the territories of ancient guardian beasts.
Finally, deep within the ruins, they found a pool of sacred spring water left by their ancestors and the inherited mark that ignited the Heart of Sacred Battle.
Thanks to this opportunity, the already exceptionally talented Sacred Battle Angel experienced a leap in strength.
The divine light surrounding Gu Xin became even more refined, as if woven from pure holy light runes. As the golden wings on her back unfurled, a sharp intent capable of cutting through space flowed through them.
Yuan Qingqing appeared even more sacred and noble, her blue eyes seeming to resonate with the very essence of life as they opened and closed.
Gu Xin, in particular, has broken through her long-standing bottleneck and officially stepped into the Middle God King realm. Her strength has skyrocketed, and she can now be considered a powerful figure in the Western Heaven Realm.
They were consolidating their cultivation deep within the Emerald Forest when they were awakened by the terrifying shockwave that swept across most of the Western Heaven Realm a month ago.
A familiar aura and an overwhelming fighting spirit immediately reminded them that it might be related to Li Qingshan, and their worries prompted them to rush over at full speed.
Standing on the outskirts of this former battlefield, even with their current strength, they still felt a profound shock and tremor in their souls.
As far as the eye could see, the vast land was reduced to dust, and the earth collapsed.
The sky was an ever-present dark red, like dried blood, and fragments of the laws, like shattered glass, floated and collided in the Void, occasionally stirring up annihilating ripples.
The air was filled with an intense, chaotic demonic energy that was so thick it seemed impossible to dissolve. It was violent, disorderly, and devouring, yet intertwined with a terrifying battle intent that, though rootless, was still sharp, domineering, and intent on destroying everything.
These two completely different yet equally terrifying auras intertwined, forming a bizarre force field powerful enough to erode the very foundation of God King.
"What a terrifying battlefield," Yuan Qingqing murmured softly, her beautiful face filled with solemnity. She could feel that her life's holy light was being greatly suppressed here, and the surrounding environment was filled with rejection and malice.
Gu Xin's golden eyebrows furrowed tightly; he sensed it even more deeply.
The chaotic laws, the intertwined demonic energy and battle intent, their source level is absolutely far beyond what ordinary God Emperor level experts can reach!
That was a collision that touched upon the very essence of the world; it was a great terror, a great catastrophe!
"Both sides in the battle have probably reached a peak beyond the God Emperor level," Gu Xin said in a deep voice, his voice carrying a hint of dryness that he himself was unaware of.
Now that he is in the Middle God King, he can better appreciate the despairing gap between himself and those at higher levels.
The difference between a firefly and the bright moon, or an ant and a dragon, is insufficient to describe this disparity; it is a fundamental difference.
The other God King level powerhouses who arrived later, whether they were ancient demon gods shrouded in shadow, giant God King riding thunder chariots, or Spirit Emperor formed from condensed elements, all changed color after personally experiencing the terror of this place.
The last glimmer of hope that might have lingered in their hearts—the hope of getting something for nothing—has now completely vanished.
The lingering chaotic demonic energy and earth-shattering battle intent here are no longer an opportunity for the God King, but rather a deadly poison!
If one stays there for too long, one's divine power will be eroded by demonic energy, one's Dao heart will be impacted by the fighting spirit, and in severe cases, it may even cause one's own laws to become disordered, leading to a qi deviation.
Moreover, no one can guarantee that the departed Great Demon will not return.
"This place is no place to linger!"
" The Great Demon is gone; this place is now a dead end, with nothing to be gained."
"Retreat immediately! The battles between the various factions are raging, and the situation is unpredictable. It's best to preserve our strength."
Divine thoughts rapidly communicated in the Void, filled with apprehension and a desire to retreat.
Soon, these God King who had come to investigate, after roughly scanning the surrounding area with their divine senses and confirming that there was nothing but destruction and danger, all turned into streaks of light and left without looking back, for fear of being tainted by anything strange or ominous.
In the blink of an eye, the once somewhat "lively" outer area of the Great Demon Mountain Range became deserted again.
However, the Sacred Battle Angel did not leave immediately.
Gu Xin closed her eyes tightly, and holy light rippled around her like water as she carefully sensed the various auras remaining in this shattered world.
He was searching, searching for that faint, perhaps familiar, trace.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide, his golden pupils shooting out a sharp light as he looked toward a certain direction in the heart of the battlefield.
At the same time, Yuan Qingqing seemed to sense something as well, her delicate body trembled slightly, and she looked in the same direction.
There, beside a distorted spacetime rift, they sensed an extremely faint aura, almost completely obscured by the raging chaotic demonic energy and shattered laws.
That aura carried a unique flavor that they were extremely familiar with, belonging to Li Qingshan —a Daoist charm that intertwined divinity and demonic nature and harmonized with the Great Dao.
On this familiar foundation, however, shrouded a kind of demonic nature that was unfamiliar to them, cold and lifeless, filled with the most primal desire to devour!
Familiarity and unfamiliarity intertwined; that wisp of energy was only faintly visible amidst the overwhelming demonic power. If one hadn't spent more than a year with Li Qingshan and become familiar with each other's energy, one probably wouldn't have been able to detect it.
The couple exchanged a glance, both seeing disbelief, shock, and deep worry in each other's eyes.
A name appeared in their minds almost simultaneously.