In the blink of an eye, the Netherworld Yin Blade cleaved towards the tall, thin man.
“Great Nether King, spare my life!
What have I done to deserve this?!”
After his initial terror, the tall, thin man finally realized the dire situation. He pleaded for mercy while scrambling to retreat.
Yet, the sealing power of the Seal of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths took effect upon him, making his movements sluggish.
Moreover, the energy pressure radiating from the Nether King's form left the tall, thin man feeling weak and powerless.
It must be known that this Netherworld Yin Blade was personally forged by the Nether King, and the mark of the Nether King within it was also sealed there by the Nether King himself. It carried the Nether King's aura, making it a natural nemesis to this tall, thin man.
Thus, the man felt utterly enervated, unable to flee quickly even if he wanted to!
“Great Nether King, the matter has not been clarified! I will not accept dying like this! Forgive my offense!”
Finally, under the threat of death, the tall, thin man gritted his teeth and shouted.
He prepared to fight back.
But, at that very moment—
*Sshick!*
A piece of yellow cloth erupted with rolling divine radiance, spiraling forward with astonishing speed. It sliced his head clean in two.
“What treasure is this?!”
The tall, thin man shuddered, uttering his final words before his life was extinguished.
Suppressed by the Seal of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths and the manifestation of the Nether King, filled with terror and weakness, his combat power had already halved. How could he withstand the ambush of the Great Emperor's Edict? Thus, he was slain in a single strike!
“H-how is this possible?
Has the envoy from the Netherworld fallen just like that?”
“That envoy was at least at the Star-Seer Realm! Why was he killed so easily?”
This scene left the high-ranking members of the Corpse World stunned, unable and unwilling to believe their eyes.
“This teleportation altar connects to the Netherworld. It cannot remain.”
Ye Yunfei glanced at the ancient altar and thought to himself. Then, he pointed a finger.
*Boom…*
The yellow cloth erupted with terrifying energy and fiercely spiraled forward.
“No!”
“Ye Yunfei, stop at once!”
Including the World Master, the Corpse World's leaders saw Ye Yunfei's action and roared in panic.
This teleportation altar was the Corpse World's only link to the Netherworld and its greatest foundation at present.
If the altar were destroyed, the Corpse World would never again be able to contact the Netherworld! They would lose their greatest backer!
*Boom! Boom!...*
In desperation, the Corpse World leaders charged towards the altar without regard for their own safety, simultaneously unleashing a variety of corpse-path artifacts to bombard the yellow cloth. The rolling energies released by the artifacts shook the Corpse Temple violently, the roaring deafening.
But it was utterly useless.
The yellow cloth was too terrifying. The moment the corpse-path artifacts made contact, they were instantly shattered to dust.
*Boom…*
The yellow cloth spun and hacked at the ancient altar, splitting it into two halves with a single strike.
*Boom! Boom!...*
Ye Yunfei moved his hand consecutively. The yellow cloth spiraled back and forth several times, hacking the ancient altar into shattered pieces before it exploded with a thunderous roar, fragments flying everywhere.
“It's over… the only passageway to the Netherworld is gone. Our Corpse World can no longer contact them!”
“All our foundation has been destroyed!
From now on, our Corpse World has little chance of further development!”
“Ye Yunfei, you have a vicious heart!
Our Corpse World has been passed down for so many years, originally possessing immense depth. Never did we imagine you would reduce us to this state!”
...
Watching the teleportation altar destroyed, the Corpse World leaders each wore expressions of utter despair, as if their very souls had been sucked out and their backbone lost in an instant.
“Heh, your Corpse World still dreams of development?
There is no more opportunity.
Today is the day your Corpse World meets its end!
Die, all of you!”
Ye Yunfei stood with his hands clasped behind his back, sweeping his gaze over the despairing faces of the Corpse World's leaders, sneering coldly.
The next moment.
Ye Yunfei pointed a finger. The yellow cloth again spiraled forward, slicing a senior elder of the Corpse World in two with a sickening *thud*.
“Kill!”
The five Primal Chaos Race Ancestors and Elder Zhu charged forward first. The Eastern Wasteland Army and Longevity Palace forces all swarmed in, surrounding the remaining Corpse World members.
Ye Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back, using his will to control the yellow cloth, easily executing one Corpse World expert after another.
His Blood Clan Clone transformed into a streak of bloody light, weaving through the battlefield, specifically devouring the origin essence blood of the Corpse World's World-Seer and Star-Shatter realm experts.
With Ye Yunfei commanding the battlefield wielding the Great Emperor's artifact, this battle held little suspense. Not long after, the Corpse World forces were completely routed, utterly losing the will to resist.
The Eastern Wasteland Army and Longevity Palace members fought like wolves and tigers, slaughtering with ferocity.
Less than half an hour later, the battle concluded.
Every member of the Corpse World forces, including all the leaders, had been annihilated. Not a single one remained!
The Corpse Temple was piled high with corpses. Blood gathered into rivers that flowed everywhere.
Through the long ages, in order to gather corpses, the Corpse World had slaughtered countless innocent lives. One could say that the hands of every member were stained with the blood of innocents.
Thus, Ye Yunfei felt not an ounce of pity.
During the battle, many Corpse World members kneeled and begged for mercy. Ye Yunfei simply coldly spat out a single word: “Kill!”
“From this day forward, the Corpse World in the Primordial Continent has become a thing of history.”
After the battle ended, Ye Yunfei stood within the Corpse Temple, looking at the densely packed corpses piled upon the ground, and spoke softly. Then, he turned and walked deeper into the temple.
For the next three days, Ye Yunfei rested within the Corpse World.
The Eastern Wasteland Army and Longevity Palace forces thoroughly plundered all the wealth and assets of the Corpse World.
The Corpse World was a major power in the Central Divine Land, operating for countless years. They often dispatched forces to annihilate minor worlds or weaker factions, amassing staggering wealth.
Ye Yunfei wandered through the Corpse World with the Netherworld Yin Blade, allowing it to devour all the corpse aura energy and corpse-path laws.
At the same time, the news of Ye Yunfei leading the Eastern Wasteland Army and Longevity Palace into the Corpse World had long since spread throughout the entire Central Divine Land.
For these past days, the Corpse World became the focus of attention for all of the Central Divine Land!
Everyone was watching to see which side would ultimately prevail.
But in truth, many people already had the answer in their hearts.
Three days later.
“The next should be Tianyou Tomb.”
Ye Yunfei walked out of the Corpse World with the Eastern Wasteland Army and Longevity Palace forces, his gaze turning towards the location of Tianyou Tomb's headquarters as he spoke with a cold laugh.
Situ Kong'er and his master had long ago clearly ascertained the location of Tianyou Tomb's headquarters.
Its location was extremely hidden, unknown to outsiders.
But Situ Kong'er's master had personally taken on the task, spending a great deal of time and effort to finally uncover it!
The Miaoshou Sect, which in ancient times claimed to know and understand everything, indeed lived up to its formidable reputation.