Chapter 765 A Shocking Scheme, The Heart of Natural Disaster, The Road to Hell!

In a dark corner of the universe, where laws are twisted and demonic energy is rampant, there exists a forbidden race that makes all living beings tremble.

The Yama Emperor Clan is one of them.

It is a terrifying existence known for its strangeness, domineering nature, and bloodthirstiness among the six great calamities of immortal inheritance.

At this moment, deep within the core forbidden area of ​​the Yama Emperor Clan—the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

There is no light here, only eternal darkness and churning, viscous demonic energy, as if it were alive.

In the void, twisted vengeful spirits could be seen everywhere, howling silently.

The ground is stained with the filth of the Styx River, a mixture of divine and demonic blood and curses.

The air was filled with a nauseatingly sweet, fishy smell, and a bone-chilling cold.

A colossal altar, constructed from countless pale skeletons and pitch-black magic stones, stood in the center of the Abyss.

The altar was inscribed with extremely complex dark runes, which seemed to writhe slowly as if they were alive.

It continuously draws in the surrounding demonic energy and the filthy power from the River Styx, converging it towards the center of the altar.

Prince Yama sat cross-legged at the core of the altar.

He was shrouded in an intense, impenetrable dark demonic aura, making only a vague outline visible.

Compared to when he was at the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths, his aura was several times stronger.

He has already reached the pinnacle of the Great Emperor realm, and is only one step away from the transcendent realm of the True God!

The vast imperial might, mixed with pure dark origin, formed distorted force fields that caused the space around him to collapse continuously.

Several figures stood solemnly around the altar.

They came in all shapes and sizes; some were like mummies, skin and bones, with eerie green flames flickering in their eye sockets.

Some of them had imposing demonic bodies, covered in ferocious bone armor, exuding a savage aura like that of prehistoric beasts.

Even more strikingly, their forms are elusive, seemingly blending into the surrounding darkness, with only a pair of cold, merciless eyes appearing and disappearing intermittently.

These are all elders of the Yama Emperor Clan, and even ancestral beings who have lived for countless years!

Any one of them, if released, would be enough to unleash a bloodbath across the heavens and make a great world tremble.

However, at this moment, these terrifying beings who are usually high above and hold the lives and deaths of billions of demons in their hands all have solemn expressions.

Even with a hint of barely perceptible...respect, they were protecting the Yama Prince in the center of the altar.

At the same time, they continuously cast profound spells, injecting dark runes containing the original mysteries of the Yama Emperor Clan into the altar array to aid their comprehension and impart the supreme divine powers inherited from the Primordial Demon Abyss by the Emperor Clan.

Ironically, although Prince Enma is called "Prince," his true lineage is that of one of the oldest ancestors of the Enma imperial family.

It was born from an indestructible source of darkness, far surpassing the so-called elders and ancestors present.

However, after his tribulation and rebirth, and the reshaping of his demonic body, he needed time to recover his power and memories, hence the title "Crown Prince".

"Boom!!!"

The altar array trembled violently, and countless dark runes surged wildly like boiling venomous snakes!

An aura far more ancient and pure than before, seemingly capable of eroding all things and corrupting all laws, emanated from Prince Yama's body!

The demonic aura surrounding him suddenly contracted, revealing his true form.

He still had that handsome yet sinister face.

But between his brows, there was a vertical, dark red demonic mark, like a rift in an abyss.

A faint, destructive energy emanated from it.

His black hair danced wildly without wind, each strand seemingly containing a miniature River Styx.

He suddenly opened his eyes!

What kind of eyes are those?

It was no longer simply pitch black, but had transformed into two swirling, dark vortexes that devoured all light!

Deep within the vortex, it seemed as if billions of demonic souls were wailing, and scenes of gods falling were rising and falling!

"boom!"

As he opened his eyes, his aura suddenly broke through a certain limit, although he failed to completely step into the realm of true gods.

But he had already stepped halfway across that threshold, reaching a mysterious and profound "quasi-god" realm!

Their strength is several times greater than before!

However, the improvement in strength did not bring joy.

Instead, it stirred up the deepest, most unforgettable shame and murderous intent in his heart!

Memories flood back like a tidal wave...

Within the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths, there stood a figure dressed in white, ethereal and otherworldly, yet so powerful as to inspire despair—Ye Tian!

The primordial divine light shone upon it, the four great god-kings were slain by it, and the myriad demons who questioned their hearts were devoured by it...

They, a group of dark geniuses, joined forces and set up a killing trap, thinking they could annihilate them, but instead they were slaughtered like vegetables!

Blood stained the starry sky, and no remains were left!

If he hadn't been quick to react and used the life-saving magic talisman bestowed by the ancestor to escape with the Holy Nightmare Demon King and a few others, he would probably have become just another pile of bones on Ye Tian's invincible path!

"Ye Tian!!!"

Prince Enma let out a low, guttural roar, like that of a wounded beast.

The demonic energy that had just subsided around him surged out of control again, causing the surrounding void to sizzle.

Those dark, swirling eyes blazed with boundless hatred and madness.

What a shame!

An unprecedented and humiliating disgrace!

As the Crown Prince of Yama, one of the six immortals of the Great Calamity, he held a prestigious position and possessed the highest bloodline. How could he have ever suffered such a crushing defeat?

Why did it flee in such a sorry state, like a stray dog?

Ye Tian's figure, like the most vicious curse, was deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

It became a persistent inner demon in his mind!

"This young man... has already shown his potential."

An old ancestor, skin and bones, with flickering soul fire in his eye sockets, spoke in a dry voice.

"The Chaotic Body... the root of all transformations... has now survived the Chaotic Annihilation God Tribulation and achieved the position of a True God... its momentum is now unstoppable."

Another elder with a burly demonic body snorted coldly.

"So what if I'm a Chaos Body? So what if I'm a True God? My Yama Emperor Clan has a long and rich heritage. How can it be compared to a mere prodigy who hasn't even grown up yet?"

"His Highness the Crown Prince possesses the ancestral essence; once fully awakened and wielding the supreme demonic power of the imperial clan, he might very well be able to fight him!"

"Not bad!"

Another elusive old ancestor spoke in a sinister tone.

"Moreover, no matter how strong Ye Tian is, he is still just one person. In all the heavens and myriad realms, those who want him dead... are not just my Yama Emperor Clan."

"The Holy Nightmare Cave, the Nine Netherworld Palace, the Fallen Heavenly Court... those guys probably can't sit still anymore."

Prince Enma slowly raised his head, his dark, swirling eyes sweeping over everyone present. His voice was icy cold, carrying an undeniable resolve.

"If I do not avenge this grudge, my heart will not be at peace, and the path of demons will be incomplete!"

"Pass down the order: mobilize all available resources to search for Ye Tian's whereabouts and gather all intelligence on him!"

"At the same time, contact the Nightmare Demon King, the Nine Nether Saintess, and the Fallen Emperor..."

"It's time for those forces that have been sleeping in the shadows to truly unite."

"Ye Tian... and that damned Eternal Immortal Realm, I, the Crown Prince, will make them know the price of angering the darkness!"

He slowly clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white from the force, and demonic energy surged around him.

Behind it, a blurry yet colossal demonic shadow, radiating an aura of world destruction, coalesced, letting out a silent roar into the endless darkness.

Within the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, murderous intent rises once more, and undercurrents surge.

On the altar, the eyes of the Demon Prince, transformed into dark vortexes, seemed to pierce through the endless void.

They were peering into the causal threads connecting Ye Tian to the unseen world.

The dark aura around him writhed like a living thing, eventually coalescing at his fingertips.

Those thin, pale fingers, yet containing terrifying magical power capable of eroding all things, slowly moved through the void.

Wherever his fingertips passed, the space seemed to be corroded by concentrated acid, leaving behind twisted, ferocious, and constantly writhing eerie runes.

These runes are not static, but rather intertwine, devour, and recombine as if they possess a life of their own.

It exudes an evil aura that can freeze one's soul.

It seems to be building a bridge connecting to unknown lands.

After a long while, when the last rune fell, the void where the runes were inscribed suddenly collapsed inward.

It forms a constantly rotating dark vortex, emanating chaos and corruption.

Yet it carries a contradictory aura of ancient sacredness.

"Buzz!"

Space shattered, and a figure stepped out from the dark vortex.

The newcomer was not tall, and was even somewhat blurry, as if it were woven from pure shadows and dreams.

He was enveloped in a hazy, holy radiance, but this radiance carried a chilling, deathly stillness.

In stark contrast to the pure darkness of Prince Enma, they coexist in a strange harmony.

An unparalleled, ancient holy power, seemingly originating from the very beginning of creation.

Like a slumbering prehistoric behemoth, it slowly awakens and spreads.

He is one of the six immortal geniuses of the great calamities, in charge of dreams and illusions.

A bizarre being existing between holiness and depravity—the Holy Nightmare Demon King!

"Yama, what is so urgent that you would use the Abyss Summoning Talisman to disturb my slumber?"

The voice of the Holy Nightmare Demon King was elusive, as if echoing from a dream from eternity ago.

With a hint of displeasure at being disturbed.

Prince Yama withdrew his finger, and the dark vortex slowly closed.

His dark, swirling eyes looked at the Holy Nightmare Demon King, his voice low and cold: "Holy Nightmare, our old friend... has made a new move."

He flicked his finger, and a light and shadow formed from demonic energy and fragments of memory appeared.

It was Ye Tian's return to the War God Academy that triggered the Chaos Light Pillar to soar into the sky, evolving into a scene of Chaos Gods and Demons, ancient sages, and all the gods of the heavens paying homage!

Although separated by endless time and space, and peered through secret methods, the image was somewhat blurry, but its vast divine power was still evident.

That astonishing phenomenon still shook the two dark prodigies to their core!

"Ye Tian... he not only survived the Gate of Myriad Paths, but also... successfully transcended the tribulation and attained the position of True God!"

Prince Enma's voice was filled with barely suppressed hatred and a hint of fear that even he himself was unwilling to admit.

"Moreover, according to my observations of the heavens and intelligence from various sources, this young man seems to have comprehended a world-shaking and unparalleled technique after his tribulation, causing the phenomenon of all paths converging upon him! His combat power... is probably unfathomable!"

The hazy, holy radiance surrounding the Holy Nightmare Demon King fluctuated violently, revealing the unease within him.

On his blurred face, countless dreams seemed to rise and fall, ultimately culminating in a soft, enigmatic sigh.

"The Chaos Entity... truly beyond imagination."

"Even when we joined forces, we couldn't do anything to him within the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths. Now that he has ascended to the Divine Path, his strength has skyrocketed, making him even more formidable..."

Both are revered figures in their respective races, and can be considered ancient giants, the Immortal Calamity.

They stared at each other in silence, their faces extremely grim.

With the help of their clan's resources and what they gained at the Gate of Myriad Paths, the two of them have only just reached the peak of the ninth level of the Great Emperor realm.

There is still one crucial and difficult step away from the realm of true gods.

But Ye Tian had already left them far behind!

Recalling the Gate of Ten Thousand Paths, they joined forces with many dark geniuses to set up a killing trap, but they were still slaughtered by Ye Tian, ​​their blood flowing like rivers and their army routed.

At that time, Ye Tian was only at the Great Emperor realm!

Now that their opponent has entered the realm of the divine path they have always dreamed of, and their strength has undergone a qualitative leap, what can they use to resist them?

What can we use to take revenge?

A feeling of despair crept into their hearts like a poisonous vine.

"We are already no match for those at the same level, and now the gap between our levels has widened... We have absolutely no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation."

The voice of the Nightmare King returned to its elusive, icy quality.

A mad glint flashed in the dark, swirling eyes of the Enma Prince as he slammed his fist into the altar.

The tremors made countless skeletons vibrate.

"Are we just going to let him continue to grow? Let him one day crush all my dark races?!"

"Of course not."

The Holy Nightmare Demon King slowly shook his head, the hazy light around him receding to reveal a handsome but bloodless face, his eyes like two bottomless ancient wells.

"With just you and me, and even with the known dark forces, it would be too costly and the success rate of killing a Chaos God who has already gained power is slim."

He abruptly changed the subject, his voice carrying a strange, guiding magic.

"But... what if all six great calamities of immortality were to gather together?"

Prince Enma's pupils contracted slightly.

"You mean...awaken the other three?"

"Yes."

A ghostly light flickered in the eyes of the Holy Nightmare Demon King.

"The Abyss Demon Eye sits in meditation on the Fallen Buddha Cliff in the Western Heaven, seeking to prove the Dao through killing and to become a Buddha through demonic means."

"The Silent Bone Emperor slumbers at the source of the Nine Netherworlds, absorbing the ancient corpse energy."

"And then there's the most mysterious and ancient Calamity Witch, whose whereabouts are elusive, and she's suspected to be connected to the legendary 'Forbidden Land of Nothingness'..."

"Only by gathering the immortal essence of the six great calamities can we activate the ultimate contingency plan left by the progenitor—opening the 'Path to Hell'!"

Prince Enma spoke, his voice tinged with fervor and awe.

"The Road to Hell..."

The Nightmare King murmured repeatedly, and even he, when mentioning this name, carried a hint of undisguised fear and anticipation in his tone.

"That forbidden path leading to the dark side of the universe, connecting to the slumbering place of the banished King of Destruction..."

Their eyes met again, and they both saw the resolute madness in each other's eyes.

"Only by awakening the King of Destruction and borrowing his supreme power can we sweep away everything."

"To annihilate Ye Tian, ​​to destroy the Eternal Immortal Realm, to destroy those self-righteous so-called righteous lineages of light...!"

Prince Yama gritted his teeth, his hatred reaching its peak.

"This move is extremely risky. It is still unknown whether the King of Destruction will abide by the ancestral contract once he awakens."

"But... this is our only hope of turning the tide."

The Holy Nightmare Demon King analyzed calmly, but deep within his ancient, well-like eyes...

It also burned with the flames of revenge and the thirst for power.

"Then it's settled!"

Prince Yama suddenly stood up, his demonic energy soaring into the sky, stirring up the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.

"I will immediately dispatch my demonic forces to find the slumbering place of the Silent Bone Emperor and the Abyss Demon Eye at all costs! As for the Calamity Witch... Holy Nightmare, you will use the power of dreams to try to communicate with that ethereal forbidden land!"

The Holy Nightmare Demon King nodded slightly.

"But when the six great calamities gather, the path to hell will open, the King of Annihilation will return, and all the heavens... will be overthrown!"

"Ye Tian, ​​Eternal Immortal Realm, prepare for your doom! Hahaha!"

Prince Yama let out a maniacal laugh, which echoed throughout the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons, causing countless vengeful spirits to wail in unison.

Ye Tian, ​​far away at the War God Academy, was unaware of this.

What he will face will no longer be the rivalry among his peers, but a cataclysmic calamity from an ancient era, one that would make even the most powerful god-emperors frown...