The king of the Devouring Heaven World was now filled with shock, drenched in cold sweat, his breathing rapid and ragged.
The reason for this was the transformation of the radiant light.
This light no longer merely confined the main hall.
It had enveloped the entire Nether Ice Palace completely.
The blinding, holy light seemed divine, yet to the Nether Ice Palace master, it was utterly terrifying.
This light brought destruction and death to his palace.
The Nether Ice Palace was now in ruins.
Nearly all buildings had been obliterated.
The billions of its inhabitants lay fallen, their wails echoing as blood soaked the ground.
Only those in the Venerable Realm remained alive.
All martial cultivators below the Venerable Realm had perished, without exception, their bodies not even left intact, a gruesome sight.
Even those still alive were far from unscathed, with even Supreme Realm experts gravely injured.
At this moment, the only one unharmed in the entire Nether Ice Palace was its master.
This devastation was entirely due to that radiant light.
It was the light that destroyed the Nether Ice Palace and annihilated billions of lives.
Looking again at the main hall, it remained intact.
But the master’s gaze didn’t linger there.
Outside the hall stood an old woman.
She was none other than Fu Mo Shaoyu and Fu Mo Xin’er’s grandmother.
Now, she was utterly unlike the kind, gentle figure Chu Feng had seen.
Her face was etched with cold ruthlessness.
Most striking was her aura, unmatched and domineering, suppressing all with its disdain for everything.
In the presence of such power, even the Nether Ice Palace master seemed insignificant.
If he had once been the god of this realm, that role had now shifted.
This old woman was now the god of this world.
Before her, the Nether Ice Palace master was reduced to a mere mortal.
“Who are you? Why have you dealt such a cruel blow to my Nether Ice Palace?”
“Is it because of those people just now?”
“If so, I apologise to you.”
“I didn’t know they had a powerhouse like you backing them.”
“If I had known, I wouldn’t have dared to capture or harm them.”
The Nether Ice Palace master spoke.
He tried to remain calm, but despite his efforts, he couldn’t hide the tremor in his voice.
“They are indeed people you shouldn’t have touched.”
“But even without them, your Nether Ice Palace was doomed the moment I arrived.”
“You’ve committed countless evils, the scum of martial cultivators. Beings like you don’t deserve to live in this world.”
As the old woman finished speaking, a ruthless glint flashed in her eyes.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—
Suddenly, explosive sounds, like firecrackers, erupted across the Nether Ice Palace.
But these were no firecrackers, they were the bodies of its experts bursting apart.
With each muffled blast, a spray of blood bloomed, and a life vanished from this world.
In the blink of an eye, no wails remained in the Nether Ice Palace.
All were dead.
Except for the master, every one of the palace’s billions of followers had perished.
These were Venerable Realm and above, with countless Supreme Realm experts among them.
Yet, in an instant, they were all reduced to blood.
The old woman who had slain billions of cultivators remained expressionless, her aged face showing no ripple, as if she had merely crushed ants, not people.
“Who… who are you?”
“We’ve never met. Why must you exterminate us?”
“The martial world is survival of the fittest. Have you never killed the innocent?”
“Among those you just killed, there were innocents too.”
“I admit my wrongs. Can’t you spare us a chance to live?”
The Nether Ice Palace master’s voice was filled with pain, anger, and even a sobbing tone.
He felt utterly powerless and helpless.
Moments ago, he had been the king ruling the Devouring Heaven World.
Who could have foreseen such a calamity would strike?
Even facing death, he was still in shock.
“You’re right, the martial world is indeed survival of the fittest.”
“You prey on those weaker than you, and I can naturally kill you.”
“Besides, in my eyes, your lives are worth less than ants.”
As the old woman spoke, with a bang, the Nether Ice Palace master’s body exploded.
He was dead, the ruler of the Devouring Heaven World for years, gone just like that.
Immediately after, the old woman’s figure vanished.
Though she was gone, the radiant light still enveloped the Nether Ice Palace.
Its brilliance drew the attention of many outside.
They gazed at it with shock and unease.
Unaware of what had happened, they could feel the light’s overwhelming power.
It was a force they couldn’t break or defeat.
They didn’t even dare approach it.
To them, the light was sacred.
Some even felt an urge to worship it.
An instinct deep in their souls told them this light was inviolable.
Unless it dissipated on its own, they might never penetrate it or learn what had happened within the Nether Ice Palace.
…
After a journey, Chu Feng and the others finally returned to the Sealed Territory.
The little girl had parted ways with them earlier.
Not only did she share Little Fish’s name, but her personality was also strikingly similar.
She loved to wander, and her origins were mysterious.
Despite Fu Mo Xin’er’s invitation to visit the Sealed Territory, the girl declined.
…
On their way back, Fu Mo Shaoyu learned of Chu Feng’s desire to leave the Devouring Heaven World.
In fact, Fu Mo Shaoyu had long planned to leave as well.
Since his grandmother wasn’t around, after returning to the Sealed Territory, they headed straight for Flame Cliff.
Outside Flame Cliff, the Fu Mo clan could use the Fu Mo Curse to restrain the Ancient Devouring Beast.
But inside Flame Cliff was the beast’s true domain.
There, the Fu Mo Curse would lose its effect.
This journey would be extremely dangerous.
But no matter the risk, Chu Feng had to try, as it was his only way to leave this place.
