Chapter 690 Burial God Abyss, a Land of Desperate Slaughter, an Ancient and Ferocious Spirit!
Within the canyon, the aura of slaughter gradually dissipated, leaving only devastation and shattered mountains and rivers.
And the energy ripples in the air, which had not yet completely subsided, surged like a tidal wave.
The fierce battle left behind ruins and shattered mountains, telling the tragic story of the earth-shattering war that had just taken place.
After all, they were the seven dark geniuses, two of whom were even immortal geniuses from the Heavenly Calamity, who had set up an ancient formation.
They wanted to join forces to kill Ye Tian, nip him in the bud, and make him die at the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths.
But the result was obvious.
No matter how strong he is, only Ye Tian is invincible.
Ye Tian stood in the center of the ruins, his chaotic energy slowly receding.
The terrifying pressure, like that of an indestructible war god, gradually subsided.
Those eyes, as deep as the starry sky, were still as vast as the dazzling cosmos, inspiring awe in those who beheld them.
Standing here, it is like an immortal war god, like a high mountain that cannot be crossed.
His gaze swept over the area shrouded by the Immortal Ancient Emperor-Slaying Array.
Although the core of the formation had been shaken by his previous use of the Myriad Paths Reincarnation Technique.
It was then destroyed by the final impact that broke through the gates of Yama.
But those ancient array patterns imprinted in the void and deep within the earth still retain some undying Daoist charm and killing intent.
These broken traces would be a deadly danger for ordinary cultivators.
But for him, it is a treasure that has not yet completely disappeared.
"It is somewhat useful."
Ye Tian muttered to himself, then slowly pressed down with one palm.
"Buzzing..."
A surge of extremely pure chaotic energy, seemingly containing the primordial source of all things, erupted from his palm.
It was not a violent offensive force, but rather like a gentle stream of water, or an invisible hand of the Great Dao, softly covering the entire battlefield below.
Wherever the chaotic energy passed, the shattered array patterns seemed to be summoned by some supreme being.
It began to glow faintly, and the remaining traces of killing intent, like rivers flowing into the sea, were guided, peeled away, and gathered by the chaotic energy.
Gradually, beneath Ye Tian's palm, a slightly illusory array diagram, whose original ferocious outline could still be discerned, slowly condensed into shape.
On the array diagram, the abstract lines representing destruction had dimmed considerably, yet they still exuded a chilling aura of ancient slaughter.
It is the incomplete diagram of the Immortal Ancient Emperor-Slaying Formation!
However, at this moment, this fragment of the map has already been refined and controlled by Ye Tian's chaotic energy, and the dark imprint within it has been forcibly erased.
Only the most fundamental array structure and rules of combat remained. He hovered in Ye Tian's palm.
It no longer possessed the ability to launch attacks, but instead became a supreme array treasure that he could control and study.
"Although it is a fragment, the profound meaning of the ancient immortal killing formation contained within, as well as that trace of the intent to kill an emperor, are worth studying and may be of great use in the future."
Ye Tian nodded slightly, and with a thought, he absorbed the illusory array diagram into his mind's eye.
He slowly nurtured and analyzed it using his own chaotic Dao and divine sense.
Given time, he might be able to use this diagram to recreate some of the power of the Immortal Ancient Emperor-Slaying Formation.
They even innovated and adapted it for their own use.
Having done all this, Ye Tian did not linger.
Leading Huang Ruoxi and the others, they transformed into streams of light and continued their journey deeper into the Gate of Myriad Paths.
The canyon returned to deathly silence, with only the mournful sound of the wind, as if mourning the fallen imperial prodigy.
Meanwhile, in a region hundreds of thousands of miles away from that canyon...
In a strange, dense forest where the sun never shines, and where a thick, decaying, and dark atmosphere pervades.
It was eerie and terrifying, mysterious and unpredictable; even the light of the sun could not penetrate it, making it seem like a dark and deadly place.
The trees were twisted like the arms of monsters, their branches and leaves were pitch black, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of decaying leaves that had been there for who knows how many years, emitting a nauseating stench.
A faint poisonous miasma and eerie whispers filled the forest.
"Pfft!"
"Wow……!"
Four figures, looking utterly disheveled and their auras utterly depleted.
Like a tattered sack, it fell out from an extremely unstable spatial rift.
It crashed heavily onto the thick layer of decaying leaves, sending up a shower of black debris.
It was only through forbidden secret techniques that the Yama Prince, Su Chen, the Evil Bone Demon King, and the Holy Nightmare Demon King barely escaped with their lives!
The four of them looked extremely miserable at that moment.
Prince Yama's dragon robe was tattered, and the five bloody holes in his chest had barely stopped bleeding.
But dark energy still emanated from it, his face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was erratic.
Clearly, the dragon energy left by the true dragon's claw is still eroding his foundation.
Su Chen was in an even worse situation. He originally came from the Eternal Immortal Realm, and later, following the instructions of the Divine Heavenly Book in his mind, he learned curses and the art of trickery. As a result, his physical cultivation lagged behind and was not his strongest point.
At this moment, his chest was almost completely pierced, and he was clinging to life by a secret technique, curled up on the ground.
He kept coughing up foul-smelling blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and his eyes seemed somewhat unfocused.
But the hatred in his eyes grew even stronger.
Ye Tian's reflection appeared in his pupils.
It was as if they wanted to devour it whole!
He muttered curses under his breath, "Ye Tian, I will never let you get away with this!"
The dark golden demonic body of the Holy Nightmare Demon King was covered with fine cracks.
His arms, in particular, looked like porcelain about to shatter.
He was listless, and the dimples in his eyes were dull and lifeless.
His forced use of the Nine Netherworld Yama Gate was shattered by a single punch, severely damaging his very essence.
It's much more serious than it appears on the surface.
The source of life was damaged, the soul became unstable, and the Dao heart was on the verge of shattering.
The most tragic of all was the Evil Bone Demon King!
Half of his body was almost completely shattered, with only some bone fragments barely holding it together.
The jade-like demonic bones lost their luster and were covered with spiderweb-like cracks.
The flame of the soul flickering in those pupils had weakened considerably, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
He collapsed to the ground, unable to even stand.
The broken bones trembled slightly, indicating that their owner was enduring unimaginable pain and immense humiliation.
"Ahhh! Ye Tian! Young Master Ye Tian!"
"I, this king, will fight you to the death!!!"
The Evil Bone Demon King let out a hoarse roar filled with extreme resentment.
The dark, soul-fire within his pupils pulsed wildly, filled with boundless hatred.
"If I don't avenge this, I swear I will not become a demon! I will tear his soul from his body, break his bones one by one, and forge them into my new torso!!!"
He was an ancient freak of the White Bone Emperor Clan, who dominated an era. How could he have ever suffered such a humiliating defeat and been beaten so miserably?!
With half of his demonic body destroyed, this injury is impossible to heal without extraordinary luck and a long period of time!
Prince Yama struggled to sit up, swallowed a few pills that emitted a strong dark aura, and his complexion improved slightly.
But with fear and hatred mingling in his eyes, he hissed, "That Ye Tian... he's a monster!"
"His true strength far exceeds our expectations!"
"Is the Chaos Body really that invincible? Within this Gate of Myriad Paths, there are the restrictions of the local rules, and we are all severely injured. I'm afraid... it will be very difficult to find another opportunity to kill him."
His tone carried a hint of despair and resentment.
They joined forces to set up an ancient immortal killing formation, which was then besieged by seven powerful figures.
To end up like this was a huge blow to him.
Su Chen coughed up blood, his voice weak yet chillingly cold.
"The Ye family's prodigy must not be allowed to live; he's growing too fast..."
"It must be nipped in the bud as soon as possible!"
"If we continue to let him grow like this, he might just step into the realm of the gods!"
"At that time... let alone if we join forces, even if all the immortal geniuses of the six great calamities were to revive, they would probably still die under his sword."
"Don't forget, what became of those seven prodigies of the Dark Emperor Clan who held the North Sea Kill Order?"
"Beheaded on the spot, turning into nothingness, their today is also our tomorrow?"
The Holy Nightmare Demon King, who had been silently meditating, slowly raised his head.
Those eyes, which seemed to devour light like an abyss, still held the weakness of someone severely injured.
Deeper still, a darker, more frenzied flame ignited.
No... there's still a chance!
His voice was hoarse, yet incredibly firm, filled with an inexplicable confidence.
He interrupted the dejected words of Prince Enma.
All three eyes immediately focused on him.
The Nightmare Demon King surveyed the dark, decaying forest.
It was as if, through the endless void, one was gazing into an extremely dangerous forbidden zone within the Gate of Myriad Paths.
He slowly said, "Deep within this Gate of Ten Thousand Paths, there is a place of absolute killing, called the Abyss of Burial Gods."
"Legend has it that more than one true immortal or god has perished there. The resentment and deathly power have accumulated over countless ages, forming a natural forbidden zone that even the rules of this place cannot completely cover."
He paused, a strange glint in his eyes: "More importantly, there lies a sleeping... an ancient, malevolent spirit, more ancient and more insane than myself, one that even we, the immortals of calamities, fear!"
"An ancient evil spirit?"
Prince Yama and the others were shaken.
"good."
"The Holy Nightmare Demon King affirmed."
"That malevolent spirit was formed from the resentment left over from the destruction of the previous era combined with some forbidden existence, making it virtually immortal."
"He was sealed at the bottom of the Burial God Abyss by the first master of the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths."
"He has no reason, only the instinct to destroy everything. His strength is unfathomable. At his peak, he might have been close to a true god!"
Approaching immortals and gods?!
This word made Yama Prince, Su Chen, and even the heavily injured Evil Bone Demon King gasp in shock!
What kind of concept is that?
Even the Great Emperor would probably be like an ant before him!
"what do you mean……"
Prince Enma seemed to understand something.
The madness in the eyes of the Holy Nightmare Demon King intensified.
"If we recover some of our injuries, we can go to the Burial Abyss and use a secret technique to activate the seal. We will not completely release the evil spirit, but rather draw upon some of its power and resentment to target Ye Tian!"
His bony palms slowly clenched, and his dark gold demonic body trembled slightly with excitement.
"Use a borrowed knife to kill! Borrow the power of that ancient, malevolent spirit to annihilate Ye Tian!"
"No matter how powerful his Chaos Body is, he has no chance of survival in front of an ancient and ferocious spirit that is close to the level of an immortal!"
"But the rules here are special; even that evil spirit cannot truly escape the Burial God Abyss. After we've accomplished our mission, we too will have a way to escape!"
This plan is insane, even malicious!
They used a sealed, ancient, and ferocious spirit that was close to being a god to deal with Ye Tian!
Hope rekindled in the eyes of the Enma Prince, and a ruthless glint appeared in his eyes.
"Alright! Let's do it this way! If this plan succeeds, Ye Tian will surely die!"
Su Chen nodded coldly, clearly agreeing with the plan.
The shattered soul fire of the Evil Bone Demon King erupted with a terrifying light.
"The Burial Abyss of Gods, an ancient and malevolent spirit, a place of utter slaughter, hahaha!"
"Ye Tian, your death is imminent! Once I recover some strength, I will personally watch you be torn apart and devoured by the evil spirits!"
In this dark, dense forest, the four of them, fueled by their overwhelming hatred for Ye Tian, gathered together.
They devised an even more dangerous and reckless plan to kill Ye Tian!
"The most urgent task is to recover from the injury as soon as possible."
"The Holy Nightmare Demon King said in a deep voice."
"This dense forest is filled with a deathly aura, which is perfect for us to heal our wounds."
Once his injuries have stabilized, he will immediately set off for the Burial Abyss!
