Boom…
A massive, looming shadow of a war deity materialized behind Qin An, releasing a terrifying power that descended upon him, causing his aura to surge to new heights with each passing moment.
At the same time, a bizarre forcefield continuously radiated from the war deity’s form, making the area within dozens of miles appear to fall under its sole dominion.
“What type of cultivation art is this?”
Watching the war deity behind Qin An, everyone present was deeply astonished.
Because an abnormal and oppressive aura emanated from that war deity, pressing down on them too heavily.
Even Lü Wutian, the Rakshasa Lord, and the Su Clan Leader all secretly marveled in alarm.
“Lord of Luosha, is this cultivation method from your Luosha Sect?” Lü Wutian asked.
“No.
Our Luosha Palace does not possess such a technique.
I don’t know where Qin An learned it.”
The Rakshasa Lord shook his head.
He suddenly realized that this most esteemed final disciple of his seemed to harbor a profound secret.
“So this is the demonic art. If my memory serves, it should be called the Devouring Heaven Demonic Scripture, a legacy created by the once-notorious Heaven-Devouring Old Devil from the demon realm back then. Its power is exceptional.
Unfortunately, when a human cultivates this demonic art, its potency is greatly diminished.
Qin An, to cultivate this art, you must have devoured a significant number of Dao Entry Realm experts—otherwise, your strength could never have increased so swiftly.”
With a single glance at the war deity behind Qin An, Ye Yunfei immediately recognized this legendary demonic art and spoke out.
“What nonsense about the Devouring Heaven Demonic Scripture! Ridiculous!
This is the Devouring Heaven War Scripture!”
Hearing Ye Yunfei’s words, Qin An couldn’t help but fly into a rage.
Indeed, he had devoured numerous Dao Entry Realm experts not long ago inside Luosha Sect.
All those Dao Entry Realm cultivators were members of Luosha Sect; one by one, they mysteriously vanished, prompting the Rakshasa Lord to order a thorough investigation.
“This kid actually recognizes the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art!
Where does he truly hail from?”
The black Soul Body lurking in Qin An’s Soul Sea felt a surge of shock and disbelief upon hearing Ye Yunfei’s words.
After all, it had always informed Qin An that the art was called the Devouring Heaven War Art—even Qin An himself did not know the true name “Devouring Heaven Demonic Art”!
“He devoured many Dao Entry Realm experts?”
Upon hearing Ye Yunfei’s claim, the Rakshasa Lord’s expression changed drastically.
Because he suddenly recalled the Dao Entry Realm experts in Luosha Palace’s headquarters who had gone missing!
“Hah, what a joke, calling a demonic art some ‘War Scripture’,” Ye Yunfei sneered.
“Ye Yunfei, today I’ll slaughter you with the River of Netherblood Spear!”
Qin An grinned with malicious glee.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh…
Gushing torrents of scarlet blood cascaded from the war deity’s phantom form, coalescing into a river of blood that flowed across the heavens and earth before converging into a massive, dark-crimson spear as immense as a pillar that could hold up the sky. The war deity clutched the spear and thrust it mercilessly toward Ye Yunfei.
Ss-ss-ss…
From the crimson spear emanated billows of smoky, blood-red mist that corroded the surrounding space, producing a sizzling sound.
“How terrifying!”
Everyone watching gasped inwardly, their eyes wide.
The aura emanating from that blood spear was too ominous—as if it could corrode anything!
ROOOAR!
The blood spear blotted out the sky and earth as it aimed for Ye Yunfei.
“Ye Yunfei, your death is assured!”
Qin An’s face twisted into an even more ferocious expression.
“Fine. Let’s just see whether your demonic art is mightier or my Nine-Yang Scripture prevails!”
Holding the white Time Blade, still unwilling to unsheath it yet, Ye Yunfei released a cold laugh.
Boom, boom!
Two colossal golden crows rushed out of Ye Yunfei’s dantian, their wings flapping wildly as they soared upward. At the same time, scorching flames rippled outwards from Ye Yunfei, forming a raging sea of fire in an instant.
The Nine-Yang Scripture’s manifestation—Two Crows Ascending!
Then, the blood spear thrust toward Ye Yunfei actually caught fire and began to shrink, fading and finally vanishing beneath the intense blaze.
The Nine-Yang Scripture could be hailed as the world’s most forceful, blazing, and masculine cultivation technique—exactly the bane of most demonic arts in existence.
“How is that possible?!”
Qin An’s face was a mask of shock and horror.
With that single stroke of the River of Netherblood Spear, he had slain numerous Dao Entry Realm experts. Yet now, this very spear had vanished completely into fire.
“Damn you, Ye Yunfei! You deserve death!”
Qin An bellowed in rage, gripping an inky-curved blade in hand as he lunged forward toward Ye Yunfei.
Rumbling…
The war deity behind him also leaped into motion, descending as if a mighty spirit deity descending to the mortal realm, charging straight toward Ye Yunfei.
Caw! Caw!
The two golden crows, wrapped in towering flames, charged headlong toward the war deity.
BOOM, BOOM!
Simultaneously, the war deity’s two fists smashed directly at the golden crows.
CRACK, CRACK!
The golden crows met the war deity’s fists in a violent clash, and the fists, seemingly brimming with immense strength, shattered into countless fragments that scattered across the air.
The golden crows did not stop; they struck head-on into the war deity’s chest, blasting clean through to make two massive, cavernous holes straight through the deity’s chest.
Boom, boom!
The two golden crows, astonishingly swift, headed straight for the war deity’s head.
KERRR-RRRR!
In the next instant, the war deity’s head exploded violently.
These two golden crows, birthed through mastery of the Nine-Yang Scripture, embodied such raw, blazing masculine force that they held innate countering properties against demonic arts, ghost techniques, shadow arts, and all sorts of dark cultivation methods in the entire world.
“In-conceivable!”
By then, Qin An had just managed to dash to Ye Yunfei’s front, clutching his inky curved blade—only to discover that the war deity had its chest and head smashed apart. Stunned and mortified, Qin An went pale.
The Devouring Heaven War Scripture was his greatest trump card—yet here it collapsed instantly before Ye Yunfei’s onslaught.
“Qin An, your time has come.”
Ye Yunfei directed his indifferent gaze to Qin An, his tone calm but unyielding.
Whoosh!
The white Time Blade finally swung forward.
Abruptly, the surrounding space’s time came to a dead halt.
Qin An’s movements came to a dead halt.
“Trouble!”
The black Soul Body lurking in Qin An’s Soul Sea flew into sheer panic, struggling desperately to flee.
Yet time laws were too terrifying; it discovered its escape attempts futile.
“Detonate the Devouring Heaven War Deity!”
That black Soul Body screamed a warning into Qin An’s consciousness.
“Master, if I explode the Devouring Heaven War Deity, I’ll lose all my hard-earned strength, and I’ll have to start from scratch again,”
Qin An hesitated.
“So start over! Once you find another batch of living beings to devour, you can recreate the Devouring Heaven War Deity.
Do it now or both of us are finished—this brat’s blade arts are terrifying!”
The black Soul Body roared.
“Fine!”
Qin An hesitated no more; with a willed motion,
ROOOOAR!!
The war deity, already lacking its head, exploded violently, releasing horrifyingly immense energies that temporarily negated the Time Blade’s effect.
Gulp-gulp!
Qin An spat out a spray of over a dozen mouthfuls of fresh blood; his aura withered dramatically, and to the horror, his cultivation stage started rapidly declining.
He dropped from Dao Entry Realm Late Stage… all the way to Polaris Realm Intermediate Stage!
“NO!”
Qin An screamed in agony, lamenting how many souls and life essence he had devoured with great effort to reach the Dao Entry Realm Late Stage.
Never did he imagine he’d crash back down to Polaris Realm in an instant.
Fwoosh!
Qin An discovered his body could move—so he turned to run, determined to flee.
“You can’t escape.”
Ye Yunfei gave a scornful laugh, immediately executing his Spatial Teleportation Art, materializing right behind Qin An in the blink of an eye.
Qin An’s movement technique, though swift, couldn’t match a spatial translocation technique because movement via teleportation almost demanded no time at all.
Whoosh!
Ye Yunfei raised his Time Blade once more, and this time slashed it down mercilessly toward Qin An.
Immediately, time froze within that portion of space.
Everything came to a standstill.
“Qin An, way back on Heavenly Profound Continent, I should have killed you then.
It was a brief flicker of mercy that let you escape that day, only for you to become this festering thorn.
This time, I won’t make the same mistake.”
Ye Yunfei uttered these cold, final words.
“Halt!”
The Su Clan Leader and the Rakshasa Lord bellowed simultaneously, moving toward the scene, striving to rescue Qin An.
But it was already too late.
CRACK!
The Time Blade cleaved Qin An’s skull cleanly in two; even his Soul Body within met utter destruction.
“Nooo!”
Qin An let out one final unwilling, miserable shriek as life abandoned him.
Once he had cultivated the Devouring Heaven Demonic Art, his strength skyrocketed and ambition roared forth within him. He felt certain of eventually dominating the Canghuang Realm and venturing outward into even greater, expansive worlds to prove his mettle.
Yet, that fate came crashing upon him so prematurely.
Ye Yunfei’s Blood Clan doppelganger seized Qin An’s lifeless corpse, beginning its vampiric extraction of blood essence.
FWOOSH!
At the instant Ye Yunfei slew Qin An, a swift black Soul Body abruptly erupted forth from Qin An’s remains and, with impossible swiftness, burrowed straight into Ye Yunfei’s own Soul Sea.
“You bastard… finally I found a satisfactory disciple… one good enough to serve my whims… fatten him up and then devour him…
And now you slew him… right before my eyes!
Brat, your mortal shell feels remarkable—just perfect. From now on, I shall inhabit your body to survive in your stead!”
Cackling manically, the black Soul Body forced its way into Ye Yunfei’s Soul Sea, proclaiming its intentions.