Boom—
The incomplete Imperial City suddenly exploded, a terrifying roar erupting from within.
Visible to the naked eye, within the ruined Imperial City, the earth trembled violently, tearing open a fearsome, massive chasm stretching for hundreds of thousands of li. From it, strands of terrifying Emperor's might that could oppress the heavens slowly began to emerge.
The stars in the Star Sky trembled violently. Vast amounts of starlight power from the boundless cosmos visibly transformed into tangible streams of radiance, pouring down to form a resplendent Star River.
In an instant, the entire Primordial Continent plunged into darkness, so deep one could not see their own hand. The only thing left in the entire world was that dazzling Star River, majestic and towering, connecting heaven and earth.
Within it, one could see that along that brilliant Star River, figures of living beings—some humanoid, others in different forms—rushed out from the massive chasm. They floated and sank within the Star River, accompanied by massive meteors orbiting the river, creating an exceedingly eerie scene.
Especially those figures of living beings, either lying strewn or sitting cross-legged, all had their eyes closed as if in slumber, with no trace of vitality emanating from them.
Yet this sight sent shivers down the spines of onlookers, for many powerhouses clearly recognized the attire of those beings floating in the Star River. Among them were some so ancient they seemed to belong to forgotten eras, distant beyond belief.
"That is—"
A Great Power ancestor from the Bright Clan spoke up, his eyes wide as he gazed at the Star River as if witnessing something unbelievable.
Indeed, it was so. For within that mysterious, brilliant Star River, among those enigmatic beings, there was one figure wreathed in fiery, blazing light. Even though he sat cross-legged there, seemingly long deceased, his entire body still glowed with radiant splendor, appearing aged yet possessing a unique, immortal grace. He bore the characteristics of light, clearly sharing the same origin as the Bright Clan.
Others also stared in shock. Could that seemingly flawless, luminous elder in the Star River truly be related to the Bright Clan?
"It's the Ancient Ancestor!"
Suddenly, the Bright Clan Great Power became agitated. Even as an ancient Great Sage, at this moment he appeared extremely excited, his divine body trembling uncontrollably.
That elder was precisely the Bright Clan's Ancient Ancestor, the supreme powerhouse of their race who once shook the Star Sky. In pursuit of the supreme Great Dao, he had ventured far into the cosmos, never to return, lost for many years. This had caused the entire powerful race to decline for a long time, though they never gave up searching for their Ancient Ancestor's whereabouts.
But tens of thousands of years had passed with no word from this Ancient Ancestor, causing worry and suspicion that something might have happened to him. No one expected he would appear here on this Primordial Continent, within that mysterious Star River.
Hearing this, everyone was astounded. This was the Bright Clan's Ancient Ancestor!?
"Ancient Ancestor!" The Great Power immediately knelt and kowtowed, for this was the ancestor who had led their race to strength and prosperity, a being of immense power, no ordinary Great Power. To find him here made the Great Power weep with overwhelming emotion, calling out repeatedly, hoping to awaken the Ancient Ancestor and bring him back. If that happened, the entire race's power would undoubtedly rise by a significant margin.
Yet the aged figure within the Star River remained seated cross-legged, eyes closed, motionless, utterly unresponsive.
It wasn't just this Ancient Ancestor. The other beings in the Star River were the same. One by one, they were recognized—some were the lost ancestors of powerful races in the Star Sky, others were peerless powerhouses who had vanished into the cosmos without a trace, all having disappeared while exploring the universe's mysteries.
Some among them had been gone for tens of thousands of years, suspected to have long passed away with the ages. Yet here they all were, appearing within this mysterious Star River, sitting cross-legged amidst the starlight.
What exactly was this Star River, that it contained so many Star Sky powerhouses? Among them were Ancient Ancestors who once dominated entire domains, and peerless powerhouses who reigned supreme in their eras. Without exception, they had all vanished suddenly, their whereabouts unknown, only to ultimately appear on this Primordial Continent. It was both shocking and chilling.
What exactly had happened back then? Why had all these peerless powerhouses gathered within this brilliant Star River? It evoked an inexplicable sense of eerie dread.
Woooo—
Suddenly, a demonic and sinister yin wind swept across the heavens and earth, engulfing the vast Primordial Continent. It was dark and terrifying, tearing through space with extreme coldness.
Even though many among the present powerhouses were at the Heavenly King realm, they all felt a bone-piercing chill.
It wasn't just physical; it originated from the depths of their souls.
Woooo—
From the massive chasm stretching hundreds of thousands of li on the ground, a dark torrent emerged. It was not water, but a fearsome army, all clad in Netherworld armor, appearing sinister and dreadful. Each soldier held a War Halberd, shooting into the sky like lightning, charging to attack the numerous powerhouses.
"What is going on? Why has such a large army suddenly appeared, and it's no ordinary army either!"
Many were shocked. This army was unusually terrifying, far from ordinary. Every soldier was excessively powerful, and most were skeletons clad in tattered armor, with eerie green light flickering in their skulls. It was as if Yin soldiers had emerged to capture the souls of these people.
"This is bad! These are genuine Yin soldiers! How could they appear here?"
Many powerhouses exclaimed in alarm. So-called Yin soldiers were true lingering spirits, ghostly entities formed from the undying obsessions of powerful beings after their fall. They retained little memory of their past lives and, though not as strong as they were in life, were still formidable.
Generally, the existence of Yin soldiers belonged to legend—they were among the most malevolent entities. Once they passed through, they would strip all life, extremely fearsome.
Throughout the ages, various ancient universes had witnessed Yin soldiers crossing paths, claiming the lives of many supreme powerhouses, thus cementing their terrifying reputation. To see them appear here now was frightening.
Boom—
The fearsome Yin soldier army directly charged into the midst of the heavenly powerhouses. Each was a skeleton, wielding ancient weapons covered in rust, yet they were terrifyingly powerful, tearing through the void as they attacked all the powerhouses.
The powerhouses had no choice but to resist. They all took action, instantly flooding the area with divine abilities and laws.
Yet those Yin soldiers were astonishing, one by one slicing through vast swathes of laws, cutting across the sky. Some slightly weaker cultivators were directly impaled by the War Halberds, spears, and other Netherworld weapons. A malevolent Yin soldier power corroded their bodies, rapidly decaying them into skeletons. Even their Primordial Spirits could not resist, being stripped away and transformed into ghostly flames that re-entered the skeletal husks, turning them into Yin soldiers one by one.