Alongside the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society, more than twenty Yin Gods wore cold expressions on their faces.
They were all Yin Gods from the Nether Sky Domain, who had long since secretly pledged their allegiance to Dark Sun under the leadership of the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society.
They looked at Qi Yuan with the gaze one would have for a dead man.
"Who would have thought that we would have the honor of witnessing the fall of such a peerless Great Sovereign!"
They were rely sovereigns, extrely humble in the presence of a Great Sovereign.
In front of Dark Sun's overseers, they were even more humble, to the point of groveling.
Now, upon seeing Qi Yuan, they could only mock him.
"After cultivating for so many years, you still have such a small mind, like a pathetic nobody," Qi Yuan retorted, lifting the banner of grandeur himself.
He didn't bother with more words and shouted out loud.
"My enemies, co out and face your death!"
His voice was like thunder, causing the entire Fenglei Valley secret realm to tremble, and even space itself seed to warp.
The sound was so powerful it could wipe out an entire nation.
The faces of the Yin God sovereigns turned deathly pale because just the sound alone made their spirits shake, their divine spiritual power waver, and it felt like they were facing an unfathomable demon.
The expression of the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society also shifted dramatically.
He had anticipated the strength gap between himself and the Blood-Robed Sword God, but he hadn't imagined it would be this vast.
Could it be... that the Blood-Robed Sword God was on the brink of achieving Myth-level?
"If you're in such a hurry to die, then let fulfill your wish!"
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society roared, and above him, a chanical bird appeared.
"You are strong, but I have thirty-six puppets on par with the Lei Family's Four Generals. Co forth!"
With the Grand Master's command, the ground of Fenglei Valley shook, cracks appeared, and terrifying figures erged one by one.
A two-headed man wielded a golden spear, his eyes devoid of pupils, and his body clad in tattered armor, as if it had withstood a million years, completely decayed.
A colossal dragon-elephant roared, each hoof as large as a small mountain.
One terrifying figure after another appeared, their aura unbearably oppressive.
Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he etched the appearance of each puppet into his mory.
Because these puppets were all forr Myth-level powerhouses who had resisted the Great Calamity.
Unfortunately, after their deaths, they were refined into puppets, wreaking havoc on the world.
Today, after their fall, the world would likely forget them.
"Are these puppets enough to kill you?" The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was wildly arrogant.
Thirty-six powerhouses, each on par with those who had reached the sixth step of the Heaven-Treading Path, was indeed a terrifying accumulation.
He had learned from the great lords of the Upper Realm that even there, not every world could boast such a force.
Without a Myth-level figure, these thirty-six powerhouses were enough to sweep through the world.
Even a Myth-level figure, facing thirty-six sixth-step Heaven-Treading experts who would risk their lives, would have to retreat.
"First of all, they're not puppets. Secondly, they're not enough. Lastly, I'm in a hurry; I want to go and enjoy my own feast, so hurry up!"
He could sense that the incarnation created by his innate seed was about to perish. If he didn't attend his own feast, wouldn't that be a waste?
Besides, he didn't know if he even had a funeral, or if anyone would attend.
"Madman!" The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society sneered, "In that case, I'll send you off."
"Co forth, Four Heavenly Generals!"
With a shout, the Grand Master’s face was filled with frenzied excitent.
The Four Heavenly Generals, in life, were powerful Myths on the verge of reaching the Sun God realm.
Otherwise, even as puppets, they wouldn't retain Myth-level combat strength.
The four of them were the strongest trump card in Fenglei Valley!
Qi Yuan looked over and saw the void ahead ripple.
The space seed like a wall, and four windows were torn open. Four powerful figures appeared at that mont.
Looking at these four, Qi Yuan's eyes turned cold.
The four were completely naked—two n and two won—with bronze or alabaster skin, but all of them bore traces of damage.
One of them, a long-haired man, had a hole in his throat, seemingly filled with so tallic substance, but blood still seed to ooze out.
So had broken limbs, forcibly stitched together with thread, pieced back into their current form.
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society looked deranged and frenzied. He inserted his finger into the mouth of one of the Myth puppets, as if he were a god ruling the world, making even Myth-level experts his slaves.
"With these four Myths out, who in the Canglan Realm dares to disobey!"
Now, with his crazed expression, he seed like a Myth himself.
"Hmph!"
Qi Yuan snorted coldly.
Divine power erupted at that mont.
The entire Fenglei Valley was instantly dragged into a virtual domain.
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society wasn't surprised. Instead, he arrogantly shouted, "Kill!"
At his command, the thirty-six Heaven-Treading sixth-step sovereigns turned their gazes towards Qi Yuan in unison.
Their eyes were devoid of any emotion.
Thirty-six domains were unleashed simultaneously, all aid at Qi Yuan.
The combined pressure of these thirty-six domains would force even a Myth to avoid them.
"So what if you killed the Lei Family's Four Generals? There are thirty-six sixth-step Heaven-Treading experts here!"
"A one-sided battle is so boring," the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society said lightly.
Qi Yuan surprisingly agreed with his adversary's statent, "Indeed, it is boring.
But this isn't your one-sided fight, it's mine!"
At this mont, the long sword in Qi Yuan's hand humd.
"Open the domain!"
He shouted.
Imdiately, over five thousand nascent souls in his body resonated simultaneously.
All the domains were deployed at that mont.
These domains combined ford a miniature domain.
This miniature domain was the sum of all the nascent souls, a microcosm of Qi Yuan's domain in the Mortal Heart World.
As the domain appeared, the heavens and the earth trembled! The landscape of Fenglei Valley changed dramatically at that mont.
"What is this?" The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was taken aback.
As a Great Sovereign himself, he naturally understood the nature of domains.
But the domain in front of him was beyond his comprehension.
Wind, fire, thunder, lightning... plagues, life, calamity...
A domain was always the prototype of a certain rule.
A Great Sovereign could usually only command one type of domain.
Each additional domain type doubled the difficulty of advancing.
How many types of domains did this Blood-Robed Sword God's domain have in front of him? Ten types?
A hundred?
A thousand?
Countless, simply countless.
How could a Great Sovereign possess such a domain?
He couldn't understand it, nor could he fathom it.
"I'll take your domains... as my own!"
Qi Yuan swung his sword.
The domains of the thirty-six Great Sovereigns seed to be struck by this single sword.
Qi Yuan's domain infiltrated all the puppets' domains at that mont.
The anticipated clash of domains didn't occur.
Qi Yuan's domain, like a terrifying beast in the darkness, was devouring the domains of the thirty-six Great Sovereigns.
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society had never seen anything like this.
"What kind of monster are you!"
A domain battle was a direct collision and destruction.
How could there be devouring? Devouring domains... that was simply beyond comprehension.
Even a genius could only control one or two different types of domains. Recklessly devouring domains of different attributes would only result in the domain shattering and the divine power extinguishing.
But here, the Blood-Robed Sword God was devouring them!
Qi Yuan's domain was the "One" born from the "Dao."
All beings are .
Even though these puppets weren't his subjects, even though they weren't innate divine spirits. But at this mont, Qi Yuan was still assimilating and devouring their domains.
He looked at the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society and smiled coldly, "I am them..."
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was terrified by that gaze, his heart trembling.
He didn't know why, but it felt as if those thirty-six puppets were also looking at him with the sa smile as the Blood-Robed Sword God.
A vague, inexplicable fear crept into his heart.
A fear of the unknown.
"The Four Heavenly Generals, attack! Kill him!" The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society shouted.
It seed that only the Four Heavenly Generals could offer him any semblance of safety.
The Four Generals, commanded, turned their massive bodies toward Qi Yuan, unleashing an aura of endless destruction and death.
Each of the four, in life, had been peerless powerhouses, with the potential to ascend to the Yang God realm.
Unfortunately, they had fallen in their resistance against the Great Calamity.
Even in death, their bodies were refined into puppets, desecrated by vile individuals.
Now, facing the Four Heavenly Generals, Qi Yuan remained unfazed.
"With this sword, I shall armor the four of you!"
The wind stirred, and a sword was drawn, bathing the entire Fenglei Valley in a blood-red light.
The four generals, originally naked and battered, were suddenly clad in blood-red armor that covered their entire bodies.
Their movents grew noticeably stiff.
Qi Yuan held the blood-red sword with an air of calm, like a god of slaughter.
"So people aren't worthy of dying in clothes!"
He swung his sword again.
With the miniature domain enhancing it, Qi Yuan's sword was no longer just a sword; it was a domain sword.
As he slashed, a continuous rumble echoed.
The twenty-odd Yin God Sovereigns present felt their clothing disintegrate instantly, and cracks appeared on their bodies.
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was not spared either.
His eyes were filled with horror. "What kind of monster are you?"
For anything unknown, living beings have always been fearful.
The actions of the Blood-Robed Sword God had defied all his understanding.
What kind of domain was this? What sort of sword could do this?
Moreover, he sensed that the four Myth puppets seed on the verge of breaking free from his control.
But Qi Yuan ignored the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society.
He swung his sword again and again.
His domain continuously infiltrated and extended into the domains of the four generals.
"Block him, quickly! Kill him!" the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society shouted frantically.
However, the Four Heavenly Generals' domains seed entirely undefended against Qi Yuan’s invasion, allowing him to devour them at will.
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was gripped with fear.
A terrifying thought crossed his mind as he recalled Qi Yuan's words, claiming that he was all these puppets.
Could it be... that Qi Yuan was a collective of these powerful spirits' remnants?
He entertained countless thoughts.
He could never have known that Qi Yuan's miniature domain was a fusion of the Three Purities, innate true spirits, and the Devouring Origin Body.
These three horrors were enough to make even Yang Gods tremble, forming Qi Yuan's domain.
"No... You've been destroyed once by the Great Calamity, and you'll be destroyed a second ti!" the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society stamred in terror.
Because he realized that his control over the puppets was weakening.
Qi Yuan's domain continued to devour.
This was a completely one-sided battle.
Unable to endure any longer, he tried to stall for ti, hoping for survival.
"Spare , and I’ll give you the thod to control these at puppets.
In the future, you could have four Myth-level slaves and thirty-six sixth-step Heaven-Treading Great Sovereigns!"
He didn't actually have the thod to control the puppets; he was just trying to buy ti and survive.
Qi Yuan glanced at the puppets and felt a surge of complex emotions.
"In life, these predecessors refused to be confined by the Canglan Realm and fought for freedom.
Now that they have died, how could I possibly control their corpses and prevent them from finding peace even in death?"
Qi Yuan considered himself a righteous man, and such an act was beyond his capabilities.
His words left the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society dumbfounded.
To him, Qi Yuan seed either hypocritical or foolish.
To forsake such enormous benefits for the sake of reputation?
"Senior, if you don't want to control these at puppets, I would gladly serve as your hand to control them on your behalf!" the Grand Master quickly offered.
He had long lost all sense of pride, valuing his life above all else.
He thought Qi Yuan was just posturing, so he figured he would take on the dirty work.
"Killing you, I'm afraid, would dirty my hands," Qi Yuan said disdainfully, glaring at the Grand Master.
The Grand Master seed relieved, thinking Qi Yuan might spare him.
But then he heard Qi Yuan’s cold words.
"Luckily, I wash my hands daily, so I’m not afraid of a little dirt!"
As Qi Yuan spoke, the blood-red sword sliced through the skies of Fenglei Valley.
None of the Yin God puppets resisted, allowing the sword to pierce toward the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society.
The ordinary Yin God Sovereigns panicked and fled frantically.
But their speed could never match Qi Yuan's sword light or the spread of his domain.
The Yin Gods of the Nether Sky Domain, who were previously so arrogant, couldn’t even scream as they silently perished within Qi Yuan's domain.
As for the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society, he was skewered by Qi Yuan's sword in an instant.
"Your domain is too filthy; I won’t even bother devouring it. Stirring you up with a sword feels cleaner."
As he spoke, Qi Yuan rotated his wrist, spinning his sword clockwise and then counterclockwise, as if churning the Grand Master’s insides.
His body disintegrated instantly, vanishing into nothingness.
The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society’s face still bore an expression of disbelief.
He could never understand why Qi Yuan would forsake such imnse benefits just to kill him.
In a single breath, all the Yin Gods of the Nether Sky Domain fell to Qi Yuan’s hands.
Qi Yuan held his blood-red sword and gazed at the thirty-six Heaven-Treading Great Sovereigns and four Myth-level powerhouses.
His eyes carried a hint of complexity.
"Qi Yuan of the Shenguang Sect, here today to send you venerable seniors off on your journey."
With a slash, the entire sky turned blood-red.
It seed as though the heavens were bleeding or crying.
All the puppets didn’t resist; they remained still, allowing the sword to fall upon them.
Crack!
They shattered into pieces.
The bodies of forty powerhouses disappeared without a trace.
Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and they vanished from the Canglan Realm.
Qi Yuan's gaze deepened further as he muttered to himself, "Now... their domains have beco a part of mine. Doesn’t that an that by killing the Great Calamity, I’m avenging myself?"
Of course, these once-fallen powerhouses couldn’t transform into his Nascent Souls like his subjects.
Killing the Great Calamity to avenge himself sowhat made sense.
Thinking about this, a smile crossed Qi Yuan’s face.
He was indeed very busy.
Not only did he have to rush to attend his own feast, but he also had to busy himself with avenging himself.
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