Not only that, but most of the Heavenly King Sect’s top leaders acted simultaneously, ambushing the leaders of nearby sects.
Even spies who had long been planted within the various sects turned traitor at this moment.
Screams rang out one after another.
Those falling to the ground were all significant figures.
Chaos!
Utter chaos!
The internal turmoil was far more terrifying than any external attack.
In an instant, everyone was on edge, and the once-united front collapsed completely.
“Si Kong Zun, you bastard! Do you know what you’re doing?”
The Holy Emperor, on the brink of death, clung to life as a Yin-Yang Realm powerhouse. He never dreamed that his most trusted right-hand man, his closest friend, was a lackey of the Sea Tribe.
“Of course I know what I’m doing.”
Si Kong Zun’s icy voice echoed in the air as his body rapidly transformed, lightning crackling around him, resembling a demon god.
“This king is the Lightning Demon King, once a subordinate of the True Demon Emperor! Should I kill you now? Blame your own stupidity. For years, you never realised the Heavenly King Sect was just a pawn we Sea Tribe planted in your Holy Dynasty. The original Heavenly King Sect was hollowed out long ago.”
As he spoke, Si Kong Zun raised his hands, and countless bolts of lightning rained from the sky. The Holy Dynasty warriors not killed by the traitors were struck, their bodies charred like coal.
The remaining warriors were relentlessly slaughtered by the experts brought by the Yin-Yang Demon King.
The once-glorious Holy City, blooming like a garden, had become a living hell.
“Slaughter everyone in the Holy City. This king will let these puny humans know the Sea Tribe is back, and the entire Tianlong Continent will be ours! Hahaha, hahahaha!”
The Yin-Yang Demon King laughed wildly. This plan had been in the works for a long time.
The only miscalculation was the deaths of the Plague Demon King and the Beast Demon King. Otherwise, today’s plan would have been even smoother.
Outside, the massacre raged on.
Inside the Nine Cauldrons Illusion Realm, Ling Xiao was still diligently cultivating the martial arts of the Cauldron of Light. The mysteries of light and shadow were too profound to fully grasp in a short time, but cultivation was progressing smoothly.
Two hours later, he reached the fourth layer, Great Success.
However, the higher he went, the slower his progress. He estimated that after nine hours, he could reach the sixth layer, Perfection.
The seventh layer, Transcendence, wasn’t something he could comprehend overnight.
But reaching Perfection would already be enough.
His cultivation also broke through again, becoming a fledgling Heavenly Vein Warrior.
As long as there was progress, restoring his original cultivation was very promising.
He wasn’t in a rush.
Three more hours passed, and a dazzling aura enveloped Ling Xiao’s body.
This aura, like being wrapped in the crimson sun, burned with terrifying flames.
“The first step of the Mystery of Light is finally complete!”
Seeing this aura, Ling Xiao exhaled a breath of relief.
This aura was called the “Crimson Sun Feather Robe.” It not only provided powerful defense, far surpassing his former dragon scale armor, but could also incinerate objects or energy that came near him.
With the Crimson Sun Feather Robe mastered, the first step of the Cauldron of Light was complete, with fourteen steps remaining.
Moreover, his *Light and Shadow Sword Art* had reached the sixth layer, Perfection, much faster than he’d expected.
Buzz!
Buzz!
With two strange sounds, two peculiar swords appeared in Ling Xiao’s hands.
One was pure black, the other pure white.
The black was the Moon Sword, the white the Sun Sword.
These were energy swords formed purely from the power of light and shadow.
“Let’s test their power!”
Ling Xiao thrust the Sun Sword at a distant boulder, and it melted instantly, an eerie sight.
The Moon Sword’s qi struck another boulder, which appeared unchanged. But with a light breeze, it crumbled into dust.
And these were just energy swords.
If formed with an immortal-grade artifact as the base, their power would be even greater.
“My cultivation has also reached the Growth Stage Heavenly Vein Warrior. Looks like there’s no problem!”
Ling Xiao smiled faintly. He hadn’t deliberately focused on raising his cultivation or used any elixirs. Just cultivating the Mystery of Light had brought such rapid progress.
This showed his cultivation speed was far faster than others.
He also discovered a secret.
The Human King’s Cauldron of Light contained the Inheritance of Light.
But Ling Xiao had gleaned two mysteries from it—the Mystery of Light and the Mystery of Shadow.
While focusing on the Mystery of Light, his Mystery of Shadow had advanced simultaneously.
After completing the first step of the Mystery of Light, he gained the Crimson Sun Feather Robe.
After completing the first step of the Mystery of Shadow, he gained the Shadow Armor.
The Shadow Armor had no attack or defense effects but allowed Ling Xiao to conceal himself.
It was similar to his former Shadow Martial Soul, but while the Shadow Martial Soul was limited to himself, the Shadow Armor could envelop others, though only after his cultivation improved.
At his current level, he could bring one other person at most.
“With four hours left, I’ll cultivate a bit more, aiming for the seventh layer, Transcendence, to see what it brings.”
Calculating the time, Ling Xiao closed his eyes and resumed cultivating.
But this time, he couldn’t stay focused.
He kept feeling something was wrong.
Checking the butterfly resting quietly in his beast ring, he saw she was sleeping peacefully, with no abnormalities.
Could something be happening outside?
Activating his World Eye, the scene outside the Nine Cauldrons Illusion Realm projected into his Mountain River World like a vivid image.
How could this be!
The moment he saw the projection, Ling Xiao was stunned.
Though he had no love for the Holy Dynasty’s imperial family or much attachment to the other sects, the bloody scene sent chills through him.
A bone-chilling dread made his hair stand on end.
The Holy City was now a ruin, littered with corpses and severed limbs. Most warriors and ordinary citizens were dead.
Near the arena, fighting continued.
The Holy Dynasty warriors, led by the Supreme Holy Emperor, had been reduced to a group of just a few hundred.
This was from tens of thousands of warriors who had come to the Holy City, and tens of millions of citizens.
So few remained!
No wonder the rivers outside the Holy City were dyed red, and the ground was a sea of blood.
