The supreme realm great saint’s saint source exploded. Destructive energy burst like a star. Every beam of light acted like a heaven-slicing sharp sword. It shot to all directions. It could easily pierce a great saint’s body.
Energy ripples spread over a thousand li.
Xue Tu gasped in shock. He said, “A supreme realm great saint’s saint source explosion is too terrifying. If close by, even a true god would suffer injury. If it happened in space, vast swathes of space would shatter. Stars would fall one by one.”
“It is not just the saint source explosion. This Yan Luo clan supreme realm great saint had strong mental power. His saint heart exploded too. It can affect the saint soul and mental will.” Zhang Ruochen said.
Zhang Ruochen felt regret in his heart. Just now, he could have acted. He could have helped Yan Wushen and saved that Yan Luo clan supreme realm great saint who exploded his saint source.
But reason told him not to.
Yan Wushen and Yan Ting carried important tasks into the Abyss of Darkness. They bore the hopes of the entire Yan clan in the Abyss of Darkness. They must carry supreme treasures.
Yet they did not use them.
This showed the danger went far beyond what they saw.
Using supreme treasures might resolve the crisis at hand. But when true danger came, they would have no way to fight back.
Xue Tu wanted to rush out. But Zhang Ruochen grabbed him back. They kept hiding.
…
The ghost cloud shattered. Yin souls perished. Chunks of broken golden armour fell down.
The ghost qi between heaven and earth twisted in chaos. It looked like wisps and fog.
Seeing those golden armour fragments, Zhang Ruochen showed a look of sudden understanding. But he did not relax his guard. Instead, deeper caution rose in him.
Yan Wushen stood first. He showed no joy at the ghost cloud’s dispersal.
He turned back at once. Under the glassy light curtain between the two heavenly pillars, strands of ghost qi gathered into a one-zhang tall golden-armoured fierce ghost.
The golden-armoured fierce ghost gave off chilling air. It had a green face and fangs. The ghost qi leaking from its body turned into dishevelled yin souls.
“Swish!”
A second golden-armoured fierce ghost. A third…
Six golden-armoured fierce ghosts appeared in a row. They stood at six different positions around them. Each emitted strong divine might. The yin evil qi froze the ground. It formed black ice rivers like ribbons.
Xue Tu laughed. He said, “Senior brother, do you know the origin of these golden-armoured fierce ghosts?”
Zhang Ruochen said nothing.
“They are the Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts raised by Luo, the third son of the Ghost Lord. It is said Luo raised eight Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts in total. One got destroyed earlier. There should be seven left. Why only six?” Xue Tu felt puzzled.
He did not know Zhang Ruochen had slain that Xuan Sha Yin Ghost.
Zhang Ruochen saw divine souls fused into the six Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts’ bodies. Each was powerful. Their auras surged.
They were no longer just Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts. They were Luo’s six divine spirit clones.
The Yan Luo clan cultivators stood one by one. They gathered together.
Some raised saint artifacts. Some offered talismans. Some released mental power domains… Their eyes held caution but also fearless resolve. They stood ready to explode their saint sources and die. They aimed to protect Yan Wushen and Yan Ting.
Yan Ting’s face paled. Yin qi wrapped around her.
A Xuan Sha Yin Ghost had struck her with a palm from afar. She suffered heavy wounds. She sent a message. “Young venerable, we cannot wait any longer!”
Yan Wushen scanned the six ghosts in six directions. His brows furrowed deep. His aura thickened. He said, “Luo! Our Dark Abyss Yan clan has no grudge with the Earth Fiend Ghost City. What you do now creates enemies for yourself.”
One Xuan Sha Yin Ghost said, “Heavenly dao laws. The weak fall to the strong. Killing you serves only to devour saint souls and raise my cultivation. What need for grudges? Besides, a great enmity formed today. I must root you out completely.”
“Wait!”
Yan Wushen said, “Your true body is nearby, right? A true god like you acts like a coward. Why not show yourself?”
The Yan Luo clan supreme realm great saints all felt a spark of hope.
If Luo’s true body appeared, they could kill or gravely wound him. What they feared was Luo attacking with clones all along. Then today, they faced more ill than good.
Luo’s divine sound came from afar. He said, “Yan Wushen, do you think I fall for your taunt? I know you hold a god-slaying treasure.”
“Your Dark Abyss Yan clan came almost in full force this time. You aim to save Yan Huanyu trapped in the Abyss of Darkness, right?”
“Alas, Yan Huanyu likely fell long ago. He became one of the many divine corpses in the ancient desolate ruined city. You will all die here. The Dark Abyss Yan clan will perish with you.”
Yan Ting’s heart burned with rage. She said, “You dare curse the old clan leader. I want you dead without a grave.”
She took out a formation diagram and unfurled it.
The diagram etched on a sheet of divine hide. She poured saint qi in. Dense formation inscriptions appeared on the hide at once. A black wolf-shaped fierce beast charged out from the diagram. It pinned the Xuan Sha Yin Ghost that spoke earlier to the ground.
Six elders appeared beside Yan Ting. Each sent power from their bodies into the diagram.
“Splash!”
“Splash!”
…
Five more fierce beasts rushed out from the divine hide diagram in a row. Each had different forms. They attacked the other five Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts.
The fierce beasts held great power. Each ranked as a divine beast. In moments, they tore the six Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts apart. Golden armour shattered everywhere.
Though the Xuan Sha Yin Ghosts tore apart, their ghost qi did not scatter. Their divine souls endured. They still floated around them. Like a soul river in flow.
Luo’s laughter rang in the ghost fog. He said, “So it is the Yan Luo clan’s Seven Fierce Formation Diagram. It is said to seal seven savage divine beasts. A top treasure of the world.”
Yan Ting said, “Since you know the Seven Fierce Formation Diagram, why not scram at once.”
Luo’s true body appeared. He stood dozens of li away. He said, “The seven divine beasts are strong indeed. But you who control the diagram are too weak. When your saint qi runs dry and you cannot urge the diagram on, I strike then. Would that not let me kill and claim the diagram both?”
Luo’s words hit Yan Ting’s weak spot.
The Seven Fierce Formation Diagram held great power. But it consumed saint qi heavily. Without sure kill certainty, one could not use it lightly.
But now that she used it, she could only hold out to the end.
Xue Tu’s lips curled. He laughed. “This Luo has average talent. But he is too arrogant. Forget Yan Wushen. Even if Yan Ting breaks to godhood, she could defeat him. Senior brother, leave this small matter to me. Watch how I teach this brat a lesson. After all, I am a friend of the Dark Abyss Yan clan. I even met the old clan leader once.”
This time, Zhang Ruochen did not stop Xue Tu.
But his face stayed grave. He gazed behind Luo. He always felt something off.
In the boundless darkness, greater danger seemed to hide. That feeling resembled the ghost-like strange beast. Yet differed.
Yan Wushen’s senses were keen. He shared Zhang Ruochen’s caution. Alas, this true god Luo already wore them down. They fell into dire straits. Where to find strength for more?
This path in the Abyss of Darkness would prove his greatest trial before godhood.
Yan Ting refused to sit and wait for death. So with the six elders, she drove the six fierce beasts to attack Luo. Luo smiled. He did not clash head-on. He flew back far.
At the same time, Luo waved an arm from afar.
The ghost qi floating around Yan Wushen and the Yan Luo clan supreme realm great saints gathered into a two-zhang spear. It struck a supreme realm great saint’s chest.
“Puff!”
That supreme realm great saint cried out in muffled pain. He fell into a pool of blood.
Yan Ting glanced back. Her eyes seemed to bleed. She hurried to drive the Seven Fierce Formation Diagram back. To guard against Luo’s next strike.
A true god’s power proved too vast. Methods endless. Supreme realm great saints held no power against it. The Yan Luo clan cultivators grew panicked. They knew today boded more ill than good.
Yan Ting and the six supreme realm great saints lost much saint qi. The Seven Fierce Formation Diagram’s glow dimmed gradually.
Luo’s true body closed in again. He waited for them to switch controllers.
In that switch’s instant, Luo would strike.
Sweat beaded on Yan Ting’s forehead. Drops fell. She said, “Young venerable, on your body…”
Yan Wushen cut her off. He spoke with iron resolve. “Enough. Today, I can only risk heavenly tribulation. I will impact godhood. Once I break through, it spells Luo’s end.”
He said this on purpose. Then his hands formed the “Wish Fulfilment Seal”. Power surged out from his body fast.
How could Luo let Yan Wushen undergo tribulation and break through? He saw the Seven Fierce Formation Diagram dim more. Five fierce beasts forced back into it. Only one left.
“Swish!”
Luo cupped his hands round.
Between his palms, at the circle’s centre, dense rule divine patterns formed a black divine spear. It flew at Yan Wushen.
At the same time, he followed close behind the spear. His left hand formed a seal. He urged the ghost gate divine power.
“Young venerable, careful.”
An elder supreme realm great saint wanted to rush up. To block this strike for Yan Wushen. But he could not make it in time.
The black divine spear neared Yan Wushen. All Yan Luo clan cultivators’ hearts leaped to their throats. Tense and furious, they let out howls.
“Swish!”
A divine light rushed before Yan Wushen. It formed a burly figure. The figure grabbed the black divine spear.
Seeing this sudden divine shadow, Luo’s face changed. But he had no time to retreat. The foe punched out. Before the fist, a blood sea appeared. Divine power surged.
“Bang!”
Luo flew back. Ghost qi on him fell into chaos. His ghost body showed signs of cracking.
Xue Tu let out a long howl. “Such nerve you have. We are all hell realm cultivators. Yet you kill our own. I am the Great Slaughter War God Emperor under the God Venerable of Death. A friend of the Dark Abyss Yan clan. Today, I will teach you a proper lesson. Bring out any treasures you have now. Lest later, you have no chance to use them.”
Xue Tu pushed both palms forward. Like toppling mountains and seas. A scorching fire sea appeared. It surged like waves. It crashed on Luo.
Note that Xue Tu’s attainment in flames ranked high.
Before godhood, he fused his Prison Fire with the Blood Flame War God’s blood flame divine fire and the God Venerable of Death’s Phoenix Tribulation Divine Flame. He cultivated his own “Great Slaughter Divine Fire”. Thus, his fire dao entered the divine.
Now in god realm, the Great Slaughter Divine Flame’s heat reached five million degrees. In an instant, it lit Luo’s ghost body divine form ablaze.
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Many readers ask how long the Abyss of Darkness plot will last.
It will not be long. The Heavenly Gate here is the final plot!
Some readers ask why the protagonist is so weak. Sweat. Actually, I always felt the protagonist too strong. In the Abyss of Darkness, he nearly crushes all gods. Too invincible. So I held him back in writing.
