Gathering the Night Beast Bloodlines, the Ten-Year Term Ends!
Lead-like clouds hung low to the ground, and a deathly wind swept through the land like a surging tide.
The dilapidated Lightless Dead Realm has entered its final, fleeting moment of light.
The sky was like a bronze mirror of Mysterious Ice, smashed by a giant hammer, with countless bottomless void rifts running across the sky.
A chaotic, grayish-white wind surged out from it, like billions of wildly dancing white pythons, wantonly devouring the last remaining life on the earth.
As far as the eye can see, the once solid and imposing Black Crystal Plains have all been weathered into sand.
The once Night Beast Cities, which ruled over hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers, have long since been reduced to rubble and ruins billowing with thick smoke.
After slaying the Eight-Armed Nether Abyss Emperor and looting his underground palace, Shi Jian never wielded the Immortal-Slaying Spear again, nor did he commit any further killings, for the last year or so.
He withdrew the vast expanse of pure Yang true lightning surrounding him, changed into a clean and elegant white robe, found a relatively flat, isolated cliff peak, and stood quietly with his hands behind his back.
The Cold Wind wind whipped at his clothes and long hair, yet his figure remained as steady as an ancient Boulder.
In this apocalyptic landscape where the realm is on the verge of destruction, countless surviving creatures at the bottom of society eke out a living amidst the ruins, or simply drift through their days in a daze.
Without the emperor's protection and the stability of his Great Dao position, the aura of the Way of Lightless has collapsed like water bursting its banks.
Many low-level Night Beast could not even maintain their human form, degenerating back into their ferocious, bloodthirsty Demon Beast bodies, staring blankly at the shattered sky, waiting to be buried along with this world.
"Only the Changqing; even the descendants of the Dao Venerable, once they lose their power, are no different from ants, which is truly lamentable."
Shi Jian looked down at the foot of the mountain, at a nest of four-armed cubs gathered in a crack in a boulder, his eyes deep and devoid of any pity or emotion.
The struggle for supremacy among the Nine Realms is incredibly cruel.
Human Race can destroy Demon Race, Spirit Race can slaughter sea creatures, and today the Profound Lightning Imperial Clan can forcibly seize the Lightless Dao Fruit in order to continue their bloodline.
If the Giant Bear Lineage weakens in the future, others will also wield their knives and rip out its bones.
The law of the jungle prevails; there is no right or wrong, only the victor takes all.
Suddenly, Shi Jian's heart stirred slightly, and his divine sense spread out like a tide.
His Divine Sense swept across the vast scorched earth, landing on the bloodlines of the tens of thousands of surviving Night Beast; these Night Beast ultimately carried the True Intention of the bloodline of the High Antiquity Lightless Dao Venerable.
Even after countless years of dilution, the Dao of Darkness patterns naturally contained in its bones and its natural resistance to Yin Sha death energy still make it a top-tier exotic beast in the entire Nine Realms.
If we were to allow them to turn into dust along with this realm and become history, it would be a terrible waste.
"Profound Lightning went to great lengths to reverse his bloodline in an attempt to create a Dao of Darkness Dao Venerable, but he was unaware of how difficult it was to cultivate a pure bloodline foundation."
A playful smile curved Shi Jian's lips as he said, "Since no one cares, I might as well take care of these remnants of your lineage for you."
With his mind made up, Shi Jian suddenly swung his sleeve forward!
"Rise."
The single word uttered caused ripples to appear in the void.
Deep within his Dantian, his personal secret realm suddenly opened with a roar, and the boundary gate transformed into a purple-gold vortex thousands of feet high, hanging in mid-air.
Vast vitality and rich Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi poured out from the vortex, transforming into thousands of gentle yet domineering chains of lightning, crisscrossing and intertwining like an all-encompassing net.
It descended downwards, covering the land within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The chains slid down, precisely sweeping across the remaining strongholds of the Night Beast.
Those young Night Beast with four or six arms who were still in the Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, or even Golden Core Realm were enveloped by gentle lightning before they even understood what was happening. Their bodies involuntarily rose into the air, transforming into a rolling black tide that was continuously drawn into the void vortex.
As for the Night Beast above the Nascent Soul Realm, Shi Jian didn't even glance at them.
Once Nascent Soul reach the Nascent Soul stage, their minds are already fixed, filled with deep-seated hatred for the lightning cultivators from beyond the realm, making them difficult to subdue and tame. Only these ignorant and undeveloped young beasts and mid-to-low-level elites are like blank sheets of paper, which can be freely painted and sculpted.
They will destroy their lineage and their people; in the end, they will enslave their bloodline and use it for their own purposes. Although these methods are despicable, as long as they benefit the people, the evil they do today will be defended by great scholars in the future.
It took several hours.
Tens of thousands of carefully selected, purebred Night Beast cubs and other species were all taken deep into the secret realm.
Shi Jian used his divine sense to look inward and saw that in his personal secret realm, the once vast and boundless ocean of thunder had been separated by his Law Power into a dark and desolate wasteland spanning hundreds of miles.
The soil there is barren and filled with Sha Qi, making it an ideal habitat for Night Beast to breed and thrive.
"If I find an opportunity in the future, I can scavenge some Dao of Darkness Spirit Vein from the outside world and nurture them for ten thousand years. Perhaps I can cultivate a force of ruthless soldiers who will only obey my commands."
Shi Jian closed his sleeves, shutting the passage, his face returning to its usual calm and serene state.
Keeping the remnants of the Dao Venerable in captivity is a long-term strategic move typically made by imperial clans and powerful clans within the Nine Realms; he is currently only at the Late Spirit Transformation, yet he already possesses the demeanor and methods of a chess player.
Having a few more cards to play is always better than having none.
Rumble--!
Just as Shi Jian finished gathering the last batch of Night Beast, the entire world of the Lightless Dead Realm suddenly trembled violently!
The faint, lightless Lightless Dao aura that had been present between heaven and earth collapsed completely in that instant.
At the very center of the vast sky, deep within the largest void rift, a beam of azure-purple lightning suddenly shone, illuminating the entire heavens and earth!
Thunder Sound rumbled, as if thousands of ancient beasts were roaring in unison atop the heavens.
Immediately afterwards, a colossal thunder halberd, entirely formed from the pure Principle Profound Lightning, pierced through the barrier between the two realms, carrying an undeniable supreme power, and fiercely stabbed into this great realm on the verge of death!
Sizzle!
The world's resilient crystal walls were pried open like thin paper.
The Thunder Halberd transformed into a bronze gate, ten thousand feet tall, from which powerful Spiritual Qi from beyond the boundary, accompanied by icy, biting Heavenly Gang winds, poured down through the cracks.
On either side of the boundary gate, two enormous Profound Lightning seals floated:
[Ten-year term over, a new path has opened!]
A grand and majestic Daoist voice pierced through the boundary, exploding like thunder in the consciousness of every surviving cultivator...
Ten years!
Ten years of bloody battles, like being in a mountain of knives and a sea of fire, have nearly soaked the entire realm in blood. This gate to the outside world has finally reappeared at this moment!
"The gate is open! The boundary gate is open!"
"Thank God! We survived!"
Throughout the Death Realm, dilapidated figures hidden in filthy swamps and underground fissures burst forth from their hiding places as if possessed.
A series of piercing screams and wild laughter of survivors echoed through the sky.
One after another, streaks of light shot into the sky, transforming into countless streams of light, rushing towards the dimensional gate in the heavens.
They were terrified that if they were even a fraction of a second slower, they would be left behind in this tomb that was about to be completely destroyed.
Shi Jian stood atop the summit, his gaze sharp as lightning, coldly observing the scene.
Without moving, purple lightning flashed beneath his feet, and his entire body tore through the void as if shrinking the earth to an inch, slowly trailing behind the long river of escape light as he stepped toward the boundary gate.
This trip was quite successful.