#2713 - Great Victory at the Border
The Dark Emperor was dead, his death a gruesome spectacle. His head had been twisted off and impaled in the air.
His eyes were wide with shock, blood streaming from their sockets, his mouth agape in a silent scream, a sight that assaulted both the eyes and the mind.
"Father! Rest assured, your son will avenge you! I will make the endless masses of the Godly-Ancient universe pay with their lives!"
On the Dark Continent, the Dark Crown Prince was torn apart by grief.
Around him stood dozens of powerful figures, each a member of the royal family, a prince of the realm.
These princes were gathered at the edge of the Dark Continent, jointly performing a dark secret art.
Clearly, they were trying to resolve the issue of the Dark Abyss's dimensional passage, seeking to escape with the Dark Crown Prince.
"Now that you're here, none of you will leave."
Jun Wuxie traversed the sky, a streak of light tearing through the heavens, his blazing Chaos Golden Light illuminating the mountains and rivers, dispelling the dark energy in its path.
When he forcefully descended upon the Dark Continent, he was like a blazing sun, his billions of rays of light illuminating the land.
"太子, 快 走, 能否 在 通道 内活 着 回到 神古 就 看 你 自己 的 造化 了！ 你的身体迅速向着深渊之内坠落。
You must survive, remember to develop our world, and one day return to Godly-Ancient, slaughtering all life in this realm as a sacrifice to our spirits in the heavens!"
The Dark Princes thrust the Dark Crown Prince towards the abyss.
Just then, the Chaos Sun blazed in the sky, illuminating the Dark Abyss.
A blood-qi infused hand appeared, snatching the Dark Crown Prince from his fall within the abyss.
Dozens of Dark Princes roared, attacking the hand in unison, trying to rescue the Dark Crown Prince.
However, their attacks were futile, striking the Chaos Golden hand as if hitting immortal fairy iron, clanging loudly, yet the hand remained unharmed.
"Jun Wuxie! You have already killed His Majesty, do you intend to kill the Crown Prince as well?
Are you not afraid of the vengeful fury of other Dark Realms with such extermination?
"Jun Wuxie, do not be so extreme!
In the past, our Dark World has always controlled the degree of the Doomsday Flood, never truly intending to destroy your realm.
We have always held back, otherwise your Godly-Ancient civilization would have been destroyed long ago, how could you have reached this point today!
Now, you still want to kill the Crown Prince, are you not going too far!
"Heh, truly a strange thing."
A voice, both cold and mocking, yet melodious, echoed.
It was Jun Wuxie's mother, Jun Yu'nuo.
"Are you Dark beings attempting to reason with us?
Since when have you learned to reason?
Throughout the ages, across countless epochs, during the dozens of Doomsday Floods you launched against Godly-Ancient, have you ever reasoned?
You have always believed in the law of the jungle, where the strong prey on the weak.
Now that you are the fish on the chopping block, you have learned to reason. Do you not find yourselves laughable?"
The Dark Princes' faces flushed red, as they forcefully argued: "Are we not speaking the truth?
With the strength of our Dark World, if we had wanted to destroy your realm in the past, you would not have been able to resist!
We gave your civilization the chance to continue!
Now, you want to exterminate us!"
"What a victim's face you wear.
It is a pity that this facade is too childish, besides making us think you are foolish and laughable, what other meaning does it have?"
Jun Yu'nuo was stunned by the Dark Princes' words.
In a war of annihilation, they actually wanted to use such sophistry to win a chance of survival for the Dark Crown Prince.
"You must consider carefully, we in the Darkness are not limited to one world, this you are aware of.
Today, you exterminate us, and one day, other Dark Worlds will also exterminate you.
Moreover, even if the Crown Prince dies, our world will still have a new emperor ascend.
In the future, they will surely launch a mad and cruel revenge against you!
Jun Wuxie, Jun Yu'nuo, according to your growth trajectories, you will inevitably not stay in Godly-Ancient forever.
You will soon leave.
Neither of you will be in Godly-Ancient in the future.
Without you, if Godly-Ancient is attacked, what kind of hellish scenario do you think it will become!
Therefore, this prince advises you, do not be too extreme!"
The Dark Prince was unwilling to give up any opportunity.
Even though he himself felt that this kind of argument was ridiculous.
But for the Crown Prince's chance of survival, he had to try his best to fight for it, using the lives of the Godly-Ancient beings as a bargaining chip, perhaps there would be success?
"Jun Wuxie, this emperor advises you to consider it carefully…"
Before a Dark Prince could finish speaking, Chaos Golden Light flashed.
He didn't even have time to react, followed by a sharp pain in his face, his head suffering a terrible impact, his mind blank, and his whole person flew out.
This was Jun Wuxie's response to him, a warm and loving slap, leaving his face covered in blood, teeth falling out, and cracks appearing in his skull.
The Dark Prince saw stars, only feeling a piercing pain in his face and head, his primordial spirit violently shaking.
"You are too noisy."
Jun Wuxie reached out, his Chaos Golden Blood Qi imprisoning dozens of princes, suspending them in the air, unable to break free.
At this moment, the Dark Crown Prince, in his hand, looked at the scene in shock and anger, his heart filled with despair.
In the end, he still couldn't escape.
His father died in Godly-Ancient, his imperial brother died in Godly-Ancient.
Now, even he was going to die here!
His heart was filled with too much unwillingness, but he was powerless to change anything.
Jun Wuxie's eyes were indifferent, saying nothing, as the hand slowly closed, dozens of princes letting out shrill screams.
Their bodies were being squeezed, their flesh tearing, bones breaking.
On the Dark Continent, countless armies witnessed this scene, but were unable to rescue them.
It wasn't that they didn't charge forward, in fact, when Jun Wuxie descended here, many generals led the dark army to charge.
However, regardless of the dark army or the generals, they were unable to get within dozens of meters of Jun Wuxie.
The slight Chaos Golden Blood Qi overflowing from his body formed a domain, preventing the dark army and generals from approaching.
In the end, the dark army and generals watched helplessly as dozens of powerful princes were crushed by Jun Wuxie, turning into bloody mud, their bodies and souls extinguished.
The Dark Crown Prince's head was also shattered by a palm strike.
Jun Wuxie recorded the entire scene with a rune memory stone.
He looked towards the Dark Continent, his primordial spirit sweeping across.
He found that there were no more powerhouses here.
Apart from the countless dark armies, there were only some dark generals, the strongest being no more than the mid-stage of Eternal Life Realm.
Such realm was completely insignificant in front of his mother.
"Mother, I leave this place to you.
I have to rush to various star regions."
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he turned and left.
He also recorded the scene of the Dark Emperor's head being nailed in the air.
Returning to the city, he quickly took out the materials and copied ten thousand rune memory stones at the fastest speed.
"Lian Yue, quickly have people send these rune memory stones to various battlefields through the rune array, and send good news to the major life ancient lands!"
"Okay."
Hua Lian Yue took the rune memory stones.
Jun Wuxie broke through the air and disappeared into the teleportation rune array.
He first went to the battlefield that was most likely to be in critical condition after analyzing the situation.
On this day, a large number of people entered the major ancient life lands through the Border Desolate teleportation array, bringing good news.
The Border Desolate had won a great victory, the Dark Emperor was dead, the Dark Crown Prince, princes, and princes were all killed by the Divine Monarch Jun, and hundreds of thousands of dark powerhouses were wiped out.
Now, only the Dark Third Army and the powerhouses in the army remain. The situation in the Border Desolate is under control. The complete victory only depends on how long it will take to kill the astonishing number of Dark Third Army.
This news spread to the major life ancient stars, and all living beings were boiling with cheers.
In this era of the Doomsday Flood sweeping, nothing is more exciting than this news.
Even the Dark Emperor came, as well as the Crown Prince, princes, and a group of princes.
The Dark World was coming out in full force.
As a result, they were all killed by the Divine Monarch Jun in the Border Desolate!
Without the emperor and so many powerhouses, the strength of the Dark World has plummeted.
The remaining Dark Third Army is simply impossible to be the opponent of their side.
However, there are too many dark battlefields, and I don't know what the situation is in other battlefields.
While people were excited, they were also worried about other battlefields.
Now, they are not worried about Godly-Ancient losing, but worried about the heroes who are resisting the darkness on the battlefield.
The Divine Monarch Jun has already sent people to send the good news to the major battlefields in the Border Desolate.
Waiting for the good news to be delivered, I believe that the dark creatures will inevitably have their morale shaken!
The next day, the major battlefields against the darkness received the Border Desolate victory report.
When the person who came to send the good news took out the rune memory stone and directly projected it into the sky above the battlefield.
The Godly-Ancient Third Army soldiers and the powerhouses of all races were extremely excited, their blood boiling, and even the seriously injured were filled with strength at that moment, their fighting spirit soaring.
The dark army was silent, even forgetting that they were fighting people on the battlefield, and looked at the scenes of the projected picture in disbelief.
The Godly-Ancient army and powerhouses took advantage of this to launch a fierce attack.
The dark army was in chaos.
By the time the dark generals reacted, it was too late, or rather, useless.
No matter how much they boost morale, it is impossible to eliminate the negative impact brought to the soldiers by the killing of His Majesty, the Crown Prince, the princes, the princes, and the fall of all the powerhouses in the main battlefield.
The dark army did not collapse and flee, and was still fighting, but its morale was much weaker, and it was no longer as fierce as before.
Jun Wuxie swept across the dark powerhouses on the battlefield at the fastest speed.
His movements were already very fast, never stopping for a moment, arriving at the overflowing battlefield, a finger sword wave ejected, sweeping away everything.
He stayed in each battlefield for only a few breaths.
Even so, because there were too many battlefields, he had to hurry on the road.
When he resolved the dark powerhouse on the most critical battlefield and arrived at the battlefield where his children and disciples were, several days had already passed.
He knew that Yao'er must have arrived at this battlefield long ago.
When he arrived here, Yao'er was indeed present.
The dark powerhouses here had already died out, and the remaining dark army was being slaughtered, with no power to fight back.
Yue Yao was not on the battlefield but in the city, guarding Xian'er and Qi'an.
Xian'er and Qi'an were covered in blood, their bodies already very thin, but the bleeding could not be stopped.
Within their wounds, there remained a strange dark power, somewhat similar to the aura of ultimate darkness, but not entirely.
Yue Yao was healing them, expelling the special dark power from their bodies.
However, that special dark power was too overbearing, and even with Yue Yao's methods, it would take a considerable amount of time.
Initially, they bled profusely, but the situation had improved significantly now.
Most importantly, their own condition was too poor.
Yue Yao did not dare to use much immortal power, only slowly expelling those powers for them.
"Wuxie Gege."
Yue Yao's eyes turned red when she saw him arrive.
"It's okay, I will heal them."
Jun Wuxie's heart clenched as he looked at his daughter and son.
However, this trial given to them would surely become a valuable life experience, greatly benefiting their future cultivation path, and the benefits to the tempering of their will were unimaginable.
"Xian'er and Qi'an have lost a lot of their origins, and their Wheels of Life are covered with cracks.
If I hadn't forcibly protected their Wheels of Life, I'm afraid they would have already..."
"It's okay, as long as they are still alive, that is the best outcome, and they can gain the greatest benefits from this desperate battle.
Even if they die in battle here, after I resurrect them, their realms will only be lowered somewhat.
The benefits to the tempering of their Dao hearts are self-evident.
They are our descendants, but their realms are on par with the previous generation.
With their cultivation speed, even if their realms are lowered, they can catch up after some time."
"Yao'er knows that Wuxie Gege had already considered these things, so he could rest assured in letting them guard a region alone.
It's just that you didn't see the scene when Xian'er and Qi'an were fighting..."
Speaking of this, Yue Yao was already in tears.
She did not record the scene, not wanting Jun Wuxie to see it.
From yesterday to today, besides healing Xian'er and Qi'an, she also infused them with a large amount of life essence, even consuming her own life essence blood.
Otherwise, they would not be like this now, far more miserable than they are now, almost withered to the point of being unrecognizable, and the flame of life was also on the verge of being extinguished.
All of this was because they spared no expense in burning their lives, sacrificing their own origins to kill the enemy.
In the end, their bodies were exhausted, almost close to death, relying entirely on their will to fight to the end.
"How many dark powerhouses did they kill?"
"Xian'er alone killed dozens of half-step immortal dark powerhouses.
Qi'an's realm is slightly lower, unable to match this level of powerful enemy, but he also killed many dark powerhouses who were second only to half-step immortality.
On this battlefield, the high-level and top-level dark powerhouses were all supported by them alone."
"Worthy of being the children of my Jun Wuxie!"
Jun Wuxie looked at their thin faces.
Although he did not witness the scene of their battle, he could imagine the scene at that time in his mind.
He reached out and stroked his children's faces, feeling a trace of guilt in his heart.
After all, as a father, even if it was to temper their will and lay the foundation for them to become stronger in the future, he would still feel uncomfortable in his heart.
He withdrew his hand, extracted two drops of life essence blood from his body that were infused with some origin, and injected them into Xian'er and Qi'an's bodies, then swallowed and stripped away the remaining special dark power.
Then, he infused them with life essence.
As time passed, Xian'er and Qi'an's very thin bodies gradually returned to normal, and their pale faces also had a little blood.
It's just that their Wheels of Life still had cracks.
Even with Jun Wuxie's life essence blood and origin, it was impossible to recover in such a short time.
To return to their peak state, it would still take some time, but it would not be too long.
"They are fine now, and are currently in a deep state of healing. When they wake up, they should be healed.
I still have to go to other battlefields, Yao'er, don't stay here for too long either."
Yue Yao nodded.
Jun Wuxie quietly looked at his children, and after a long while, he turned and left.
"Wuxie Gege, don't be too tired. You just lost two drops of life essence blood, and you also lost your origin!"
Yue Yao couldn't help but exhort as she watched his departing figure.
"Don't you understand me yet? What could happen?"
Jun Wuxie smiled back and broke through the air.
