I Slay Gods and Demons in the Deceit Night Chapter 677 - 395: The Only Young Master of the Holy Land!2

Subsequently, the thunderous avatar of the Great Saint of Beishan suddenly disintegrated into nothingness.

The atmosphere remained deathly silent for a long while.

The middle-aged man slowly lowered his head.

The calf in his arms opened its eyes, its gaze heavy and somber, its mouth slightly agape.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth briefly before he reached his hand inside, retrieving sothing from the calf’s mouth and tucking it into his own chest.

"..."

The calf’s eyes reflected a complex expression.

Within the Holy Land, not a word or action could escape the notice of the Great Saint of Beishan; thus, the calf remained silent, rely watching the middle-aged man before it.

"As long as the Young Master is unhard, I can rest easy," he said.

The middle-aged man spoke in a low, hoarse voice: "Even if I die, I will have no regrets."

To die without regrets!

The calf, understanding the resolve in his words, gave a faint nod before closing its eyes, seeming to slip into a kind of slumber.

The middle-aged man revealed a smile laced with a multitude of emotions, propped himself upright, and directed his gaze toward the spell left behind by the Great Saint of Beishan.

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anwhile, the lightning avatar of the Great Saint of Beishan had already dissipated.

His true form lood over the entirety of the Holy Land.

The ones who had breached the Holy Land and inflicted such devastating damage were none other than the Human Clan.

This Human Clan had slaughtered the evil beings within the Holy Land, leaving a population of several hundred thousand.

In an instant, a surge of fury overca him, and he could not suppress a primal roar.

The heavens thundered with an electrifying force, striking down in monts.

Thousands upon thousands of the Human Clan were enveloped by the raging lightning.

With one massive gulp, he devoured twenty to thirty thousand lives.

Among them were n and won, the elderly, devout believers who revered him with unwavering faith, newborn infants, and expecting mothers.

Yet to him, they were nothing more than blood food.

The replenishnt of both flesh and souls allowed him to feel a faint recovery from the injuries sustained due to the Holy Land’s devastation.

"..."

The various human factions within the Holy Land were all stricken with unspeakable terror.

The Divine Venerable... had been enraged!

It was that accursed blaspher!

The blaspher had angered the Divine Venerable!

Now, divine punishnt would descend upon the world!

Witnessing the Great Saint of Beishan’s erupting killing intent and his intent to consu blood food for restoration, fear overca them. In re monts, tens of thousands from the Human Clan had been devoured to their deaths.

The remaining humans were plunged into mayhem, gripped by overwhelming fear.

So fled in a panic, others wailed in despair.

Yet still, so resigned to the inevitability of divine punishnt, closing their eyes and awaiting death.

At the wrath of the divine, in the shadow of mortality, the myriad faces of humanity—chaos, despair, and submission—unfolded in unrelenting turmoil.

After consuming seventy to eighty thousand lives, the Great Saint of Beishan finally let out a satisfied belch, his gaze gradually cooling.

In the next instant, the reverberating roar of thunder echoed across the Holy Land, laden with divine authority.

"I am the only god of this world. From the void, I fashioned the Divine Country and created the Human Clan!"

The Great Saint of Beishan’s gaze flickered as he spoke in a solemn tone: "Beyond the Divine Country lies boundless calamity. I guard ten directions, establishing this sanctuary of safety. The Human Clan has enjoyed blessings of favorable winds and tily rains, propagating their lineage to the present day, and thus, you descendants stand here in this era..."

"Yet now, the humans of the Holy Land have colluded with outside foes and conspired with the vile blaspher to shatter my Divine Country and extinguish my descendants!"

"As of now, divine punishnt shall be exacted to eradicate the traitorous spies who consorted with external devils!"

"You, whose faith is sincere, bask in the light of my divine grace. Remain true to your nature, and do not fall into demonic paths, allowing external enemies to corrupt you."

As his voice faded, the Great Saint of Beishan withdrew his thunderous power.

With a single thought, the mountain range at the heart of the Holy Land, previously destroyed, suddenly surged upward from the ground, restored into existence.

However, the majestic halls and palaces atop the mountain were no more.

Though rage boiled within the heart of the Great Saint of Beishan, and though his desire to annihilate all of the Human Clan burned fiercely, he ultimately suppressed the urge. He leaned back onto the main peak once more.

Having devoured nearly a hundred thousand souls, the replenishnt of both flesh and spirits was sufficient for now.

Yet the Holy Land had suffered devastating damage, and his injuries were severe—he required the incense offerings to stabilize himself.

This was the true reason he spared the remaining humans.

Following his pronouncent, the Human Clan across the Holy Land erupted in exclamation.

"So those destroyed by divine punishnt were all heinous villains colluding with the blaspher?"

"What a fitting death! Yet they got off far too lightly!"

"Do they still have blood relatives? Their kin should also be blood-sacrificed!"

"The Divine Venerable established this Divine Country and created the ancestors of our clan. To think that our clan now harbors so many degenerates who have betrayed the Divine Venerable by siding with demonic forces from beyond..."

"Our clan is grievously guilty! Gravely guilty!"

"We have failed the Divine Venerable!"

"Despite such appalling transgressions, the Divine Venerable still spares our clan from total annihilation, punishing only the abhorrent traitors... The Divine Venerable is truly rciful to our clan!"

"Divine Venerable!!!"

Countless mbers of the Human Clan knelt, prostrating and knocking their heads fervently against the ground.

So quaked in abject terror, so sobbed uncontrollably.

Yet there were a select few who sensed that sothing felt amiss.

However, caught within the tide of public sentint, no one could think clearly. All fell to their knees, overco with fear, guilt, gratitude, and unshakable reverence for the Divine Venerable!

Massive amounts of incense offerings surged toward the Great Saint of Beishan.

It was evident that soon the temples scattered across the lands of the Human Clan would be flourishing with devout worship.

These incense offerings were once ticulously collected by the young master of the Kui Bull lineage and then presented to the Great Saint of Beishan.

Now, in the entirety of the Holy Land, only one Qi Refining Realm human remained usable.

"Damn it!!!"

The Great Saint of Beishan’s fury reached a peak.

He sealed off the Holy Land himself, severing its connection to the outside world.

Given the severity of his injuries, he trusted no one at present.

Those Demon Kings and Evil Venerables who once swore fealty to him had previously been sent to attack the Taixuan Divine Mountain and were likely on their way back.

These demons and evildoers were subservient only out of fear of his divine beast lineage as Saint Master; they felt no loyalty toward him.

Should they discern the gravity of his injuries, ambition would surely sprout within their hearts to usurp him.

While even a Demon King or Evil Venerable could not overthrow him, his injuries were significant, and he sought to recuperate quietly, avoiding unnecessary confrontations that might aggravate his condition.

What’s more, the remaining evil beings stationed to guard the Holy Land had all been eradicated, and most of his trusted subordinates had perished.

If he were to slaughter the remaining Demon Kings and Evil Venerables, he would be left without reliable forces to lead the charges.

Having long known that these subordinates harbored no loyalty, he opted not to test them further and instead sealed off the Holy Land entirely.

"Having consud nearly a hundred thousand humans, along with the abundant incense offerings, my injuries have now stabilized."

The Great Saint of Beishan thought to himself: "Starting tomorrow, let these humans rebuild the temples and nd the ravaged lands. This will also expedite the recovery of my injuries..."

"In another three or four days, the Human Qi Refining Realm subordinate I appointed as Great Divine Envoy will deliver the incense offerings from the various temples. That should be enough to restore thirty percent of my injuries."

"Moreover, I must dispatch a contingent of human slaves to infiltrate the Taixuan Divine Mountain and gather intelligence."

"That despicable wretch who shattered the Holy Land and slaughtered my descendants—I vow to tear him apart piece by piece!!!"

With such thoughts in mind, a flicker crossed the Great Saint of Beishan’s eyes as he suddenly recalled sothing.

The vile intruder, bursting with vitality, bore no traces of heavy years upon them; their youth was evident.

Among the Human Clan, a young individual of such caliber, capable of venturing into the Deceit Night untouched by the corrosive darkness... could it be that so-called Human Race Saint Master?

In the next mont, an overwhelming sense of regret engulfed the Great Saint of Beishan’s soul.

Leaving the Holy Land to assail the Taixuan Divine Mountain and risk confronting the Great Cycle Purple Star Formation had always been for the pursuit of the Human Race Saint Master.

After all his endeavors and sches, could it be that this very Human Race Saint Master had quietly infiltrated his Holy Land, sowing chaos?

If only he had known earlier that the wretch was the Saint Master of humanity, how could he have let their escape go unchallenged?

Surely, he would have staked it all, pursued them to the ends of the realm, and devoured them on the spot. Such a feat would have secured him the overwhelming fortune bestowed by the Ancient Old Gods!

"The opportunity was right in front of , and I... I erred again and again!!!"

The Great Saint of Beishan’s eyes were ablaze with fury and regret. Overco by the storm of his emotions, an eruption of electrifying rage surged around him, aggravating his wounds by nearly a third.

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anwhile.

Within the darkness of the Demon Domain’s Deceit Night.

Lin Yan closed his eyes briefly.

Little White Ape instantly emanated the aura of a Great Demon, warding off the prowling gazes of countless demons.

After ten breaths, Lin Yan exhaled deeply and said, "Recovered well enough—head north directly!"

By now, his identity as the Human Race Saint Master had already been exposed within the Demon Domain.

To linger any longer would risk bringing down the full wrath of the Demon Domain upon him!

Not to ntion the suprely powerful demons who transcended their tiers; so had even ascended into the Sanctum, and there were also the two other Saint Masters—formidable adversaries Lin Yan dared not underestimate!

"Hmm?"

Just as he was about to depart, Lin Yan’s expression turned grave.

In the distance along the sky’s horizon, a figure approached, treading upon the air.

Behind this individual, a vast expanse of stars glimred, countless shining lights converging into celestial rivers, stretching from north to south, suspended above the heavens.

In the blink of an eye, the figure drew near.

This person possessed refined features and an imposing aura.

Their temples were touched with white, but it only added to an otherworldly sense of transcendence in their bearing.