The Eternal God Emperor and the Demon Ancestor

Chapter 52 Death Battle 3

Deep within the Taiwei Realm star field, the central camp of the Hell Realm hangs on the edge of the meteorite belt, where demonic energy surges like ink waves, and the strongest beings of the Hell Realm stand in high positions, their auras as deep as an ancient abyss.

The Wrathful God sat in the main seat, surrounded by nether energy, his eyes seemingly closed. Beside him, the most powerful members of the Death Clan, Qing Cang, and the Three Fiend Emperors, along with other giants of the Hell Realm, all exuded deep auras and simultaneously raised their eyes to gaze at the Golden Stone Record that was slowly emerging in the center of the battlefield.

A vast, ancient, and shamanistic aura surged from the Golden Stone Record, shaking the star field and causing the hearts of all the gods present to sink.

Qing Cang's gaze was deep, and his spiritual power spread out, capturing the wisp of the cauldron's aura. He slowly spoke, "It is the aura of the Witch Cauldron. Legend has it that after the Great Venerable Immovable King obtained this cauldron, he used the supreme ancestral divine power to refine it again, transforming it into the Jade Emperor Cauldron of the Zhang family in the Kunlun Realm. After the Great Venerable left, this cauldron disappeared without a trace. Even during the battle in the Kunlun Realm fifty thousand years ago, the Holy Monk Sumeru did not manage to retrieve it."

After saying that, he glanced at the Wrathful God beside him, seemingly unintentionally.

Recalling that war, the Three Fiends Emperor's voice carried a lingering fear: "Fortunately, the Witch Cauldron was not in Sumeru's hands, otherwise, who knows how many more gods of my Hell Realm would have perished. As the master of time and space, the Holy Monk Sumeru wielded the Boundless Divine Sword. When he unleashed the Time Sword Technique, all the heavens paled, posing a threat even greater than that of the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Monarch. If he had also wielded the Witch Cauldron, the Kunlun Realm... we might not have been able to conquer it."

The Wrathful God remained calm and composed: "The pattern on the Witch Cauldron in the Golden Stone Record should have been carved by the Four Spirits God. Back then, he accompanied the Three Ancestors to pay homage to the Great One and personally witnessed this cauldron."

The atmosphere in the camp turned somber. Someone changed the subject, lowering their voice to say, "The whereabouts of the Nine Cauldrons are unknown. Our greatest concern now is Mingde. He has already broken through to the Heavenly Perfection realm, and even the Fierce and Terrifying God Venerable has fallen at his hands. This man is now the number one enemy of our Hell Realm, and we must find a way to eliminate him as soon as possible!"

"Haha, are you all having a headache over the matter of the Venerable Mingde?"

A burst of maniacal laughter pierced through the tent, and with a swirling wave of demonic energy, a tall and imposing figure strode in—it was none other than Yan Renhuan, the patriarch of the Yama Clan, the supreme race of the Hell Realm.

"Chief of the Human Race!"

All the gods present rose and bowed in respect. The Yama clan was the highest clan in the underworld, and Yama Renhuan, as the clan leader, held a position equal to that of the most powerful ghost emperor, Fengdu. No one dared to be disrespectful.

The Three Fiends Emperor gazed at the two distinct Daoist auras remaining on Yan Renhuan's body, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes: "The Heavenly Court certainly values ​​Patriarch Renhuan highly. One Ke Luo wasn't enough; they even sent Xuanyuan Taizhen to make a move. Fortunately, Patriarch Renhuan possesses profound cultivation. If it were any one of us, we would probably have already suffered severe injuries."

Yan Renhuan smiled faintly, his demeanor composed: "That old man Ke Luo still uses the same methods. Relying on the vast amount of profound mysteries of light from the Temple of Light to entangle me, I was unable to subdue him for a while. Later, Xuan Yuan Tai Zhen from the Myriad Ruins Realm launched a surprise attack. Seeing that things were hopeless, I took the initiative to retreat, and they didn't dare to chase after me."

"Koro was injured by my attack. But I was also struck by Xuanyuan Taizhen's halberd, and I'm afraid I won't be able to fight at full strength for the next few days."

Xuanyuan Taizhen, the younger brother of Haotian, is the ruler of the Myriad Ruins Realm, the dominant world in the Northern Universe, and his strength is no less than that of Yan Renhuan. Thinking that both of them have an elder brother who is a powerful ruler of the heavens, and that their fates and personalities are so similar, Yan Renhuan couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Yan Renhuan shifted his gaze to the gods and asked, "I've heard that the Wrathful God and the Heavenly Court's Enlightened One have made a wager, deciding the life and death of the Fierce Horror God and others by the victory or defeat of Saint Realm cultivators. This move seems far too hasty. Fierce Horror is the strongest in our Hell Realm; how can we entrust his life and death to a group of Saint Realm cultivators?"

He and Xiong Hai weren't exactly close friends, but they both belonged to the war faction of the Hell Realm, making Xiong Hai a natural ally. Naturally, Xiong Hai didn't want him to fade into obscurity, which would undoubtedly be a major blow to the war faction of the Hell Realm.

Upon hearing this, Qing Cang slowly shook his head: "The Human Clan Chief has never fought Mingde. This man's martial arts cultivation is not obvious, but his use of spiritual power has reached a state of perfection. His combat strength far surpasses that of others of the same level. Even if I wanted to take him down, it would not be an easy task."

"He actually has such strength?" Yan Renhuan looked surprised.

Qing Cang is a veteran of the Hell Realm with supreme spiritual power. His mastery of spiritual power is only surpassed by the Lord of the Fallen God Island in the Kunlun Realm back then. Fifty thousand years ago, it was precisely because of Qing Cang's suppression of spiritual power that the gods of the Hell Realm were able to drag the Venerable Monk Sumeru to his death in the Kunlun Realm.

Beside them, a Boundless Realm deity from the Heavenly Yama Clan spoke up to ease the tension: "Clan leader, there is no need to worry. Our Hell Realm is full of outstanding talents in this era, with several representatives from the Yuanhui. Now, on the Holy Realm battlefield, our army has broken through several powerful forces from the Heavenly Court Realm and gained the upper hand."

Yan Renhuan swept his divine sense across the entire battlefield, then burst into laughter: "It seems I was worrying unnecessarily. My Hell Realm is full of heroes; what do I have to fear from these rats of the Heavenly Court!"

Within the asteroid belt, the great battle between Bai Kuotian and Ni Xuan Wuji has reached a critical juncture, a matter of life and death.

Ni Xuan Wuji held the Asura Purgatory Halberd, and behind him emerged a colossal Asura deity, ten thousand feet tall. With each movement of the halberd, a real Asura Purgatory world appeared, filled with blood-red light and the rules of slaughter sweeping across the land.

Bai Kuotian had fought hundreds of rounds, his body covered in blood, his supreme body torn in many places, and his holy body covered in hideous wounds. Ni Xuan Wuji was the true representative of the Yuanhui, whose cultivation foundation, cultivation techniques, and weapons were all superior to Bai Kuotian's. To have fought to this point was already defying the heavens.

Faced with this deadly attack, Bai Kuotian dared not be negligent in the slightest. He fully activated the Overlord Gloves he was wearing, unleashing the "Heavenly Demon Dark Star Chart" to its fullest extent.

A massive, dark star, stretching for thousands of miles, coalesced behind him. Terrifying gravity distorted the void as he unleashed his fists, causing even space to collapse and shatter under the force of gravity.

The Asura Purgatory and the Dark Star collided with a deafening roar that shook the entire star field, annihilating vast swathes of space. In the end, the Asura Purgatory prevailed, devouring the Dark Star, and a crimson halberd beam pierced through the void, tearing apart Bai Kuotian's arm!

Ni Xuan Wuji, having gained the upper hand, pressed his advantage relentlessly. He stepped out of the void, his Asura Purgatory Halberd overwhelming the heavens, and slashed down at Bai Kuotian.

Bai Kuotian could only block with one hand. The moment the Overlord Glove collided with the halberd tip, he felt as if an entire star field was pressing down on him. His back bent like a broken bow, and the void beneath his feet was completely shattered under the crushing force of gravity.

Ni Xuan Wuji's scarlet pupils were icy as he looked at Bai Kuotian, who was struggling to hold on. His arrogant voice resounded: "You have enough to be proud of in fighting me to this extent. I am beginning to look forward to seeing what kind of demeanor you, Immortal Xue of the Realm, will display."

Bai Kuotian gritted his teeth and suddenly activated the Heaven-Shaking Holy Intent of the Demon Star within his body. All the divine patterns on the Overlord Gloves were activated, and a domineering celestial god phantom that stood tall and imposing appeared behind him. With a single punch, he cleaved the heavens and forcefully pushed Ni Xuan Wuji back.

"Ni Xuan Wuji, I am no match for you, but you... are definitely no match for Sect Leader Xue!" Bai Kuotian wiped the holy blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse but firm.

"Really? It's a pity you won't see that day."

Ni Xuan Wuji gripped the Asura Purgatory Halberd tightly, his boundless battle intent transforming into a furious dragon that soared into the sky, unleashing a divine power.

"God and Demon Annihilation Strike!"

A massive, dark red halberd beam slashed out, accompanied by countless Asura battle souls that roared along. The world instantly darkened, leaving only that red line that cleaved the starry sky, slashing towards Bai Kuotian.

Bai Kuotian wore a bitter smile. He was at his limit, his holy power exhausted. Although his own holy rules had reached nearly 30 trillion, that bottleneck was like an insurmountable chasm. He had originally intended to break through by fighting to the death, but ultimately failed to reach it.

He was prepared to self-destruct his Holy Source and launch a desperate attack.

Just then, a golden sword aura, like the light of dawn, pierced through the silent starry sky and struck the halberd light that could shatter stars with precision, shattering it instantly!

"Liu Xun of the Great Han Empire in the Primordial Realm is here! Do not harm the cultivators of my realm!"

The sound shook the starry sky.

The newcomer was none other than Emperor Xuan, Liu Xun, the former ruler of the Great Han Empire in the Northern Region of Kunlun. He wore a black and red imperial robe, on which the twelve symbols embroidered shone brightly. He held the Crimson Sky Sword in his hand, and his eyes were as sharp and incomparable as the unsheathed imperial sword. With a single slash, he unleashed a sword aura that stretched ten thousand feet, forcefully blocking Ni Xuan Wuji.

Ni Xuan Wuji, seeing an opportunity, was overjoyed, his fighting spirit intensifying: "Another expert has arrived, how exhilarating!"

"Asura Crescent Slash!"

The Demon God's Purgatory Halberd unleashed its full power, a crescent moon of blood traversing the sky, carrying the might to destroy everything, and pressed down upon Emperor Xuan.

Emperor Xuan, wielding the Crimson Sky Sword, activated the Heavenly Sword Soul and unleashed the supreme high-level holy technique—"Azure Sky Sunset Sword".

Sword energy condensed into a blue sky, from which a blazing sun fell, carrying the power to annihilate heaven and earth, and collided fiercely with the blood-red crescent moon, its divine light sweeping across all directions.

Ni Xuan Wuji's cultivation foundation was originally above Emperor Xuan's, but his previous fierce battle with Bai Kuotian had depleted nearly half of his holy power and holy body. Emperor Xuan's cultivation was also not far from the Yuanhui representative level, and for a time the two were evenly matched. The Emperor Dao rules of the Crimson Sky Sword and the Asura Heavenly Dao rules of the Asura Purgatory Halberd clashed wildly, irreconcilable.

The Crimson Sky Sword was forged by a supreme god-level expert who cultivated the Emperor's Path in the ancient Kunlun Realm. Its Emperor's Path divine power is no less than that of the Asura Purgatory Halberd.

Not far away, Bai Kuotian swallowed a pill, reattached his severed arm, and once again charged into the battlefield with ferocious force. His Overlord Glove shook the heavens and the earth, striking directly at Ni Xuan Wuji's back.

Ni Xuan Wuji swung his halberd, turning and striking to force Bai Kuotian back. Emperor Xuan seized the opportunity to close in with his sword.

The three powerful figures instantly became entangled, their figures flashing continuously in the starry space, fighting fiercely until the sky and earth darkened.

Meanwhile, Su Mingyun, who had previously fled in panic, had returned. The remnant team, which originally numbered only a dozen or so, had now expanded to over sixty Great Saints, their auras merging into one, displaying a formidable fighting power in the starry sky. Standing shoulder to shoulder with him was the Myriad Flames Empress of the Fire Clan from the Southern Region of the Kunlun Realm, whose fire-based Saintly power was restrained, yet still exuded a pressure capable of scorching the heavens and boiling the seas.

Previously, Su Mingyun and his group had been relentlessly pursued by Chakja, the leader of the Azure Deer Temple of the Asura Clan, and his army of Asura Great Saints. They fled for their lives, suffering heavy casualties. Had it not been for the Heavenly Chessboard in the hands of Huang Xianlu, the sect leader of the Chess Sect, which provided an early warning and urgently summoned reinforcements from various forces, this elite force of the Primordial Realm would likely have been completely annihilated. Qiu Cangyu, the sect leader of the Liangyi Sect, who was closest to them, immediately led his troops to join them. The combined strength of the two forces decisively defeated the armies of cultivators from the two Asura temples. Chakja was severely injured and fled in panic. Qiu Cangyu, of course, would not let such a golden opportunity slip by and immediately gave chase.

Su Mingyun knew perfectly well that Bai Tiankuo's solo confrontation with Ni Xuan Wuji, the representative of the Asura Clan's Yuanhui, was already extremely dangerous. He dared not delay for even a moment and immediately led the assembled powerful figures back to the battlefield at full speed.

Empress Wanyan's beautiful eyes hardened as she gazed at the three domineering figures in the starry sky, refraining from rashly interfering. She raised her hand, and over sixty Great Saints swiftly dispersed, encircling and sealing off the entire battle zone, their auras firmly locked onto Ni Xuan Wuji in the center. Ni Xuan Wuji was the current number one secular figure of the Asura race, a representative figure of the Yuanhui era. Killing him here would be far more significant than killing hundreds or thousands of ordinary Asura Great Saints.

"Bai Kuotian, and you, Emperor Xuan of Han. No need to hold back, unleash your full power!"

Ni Xuan Wuji was fully aware of the encirclement by the people of the Primordial World, yet he remained arrogant to the extreme, completely unconcerned. His battle intent surged, solidifying into a tangible form, merging completely with the towering and terrifying Great Asura Dharma Image behind him. After a moment of silence, he unleashed his full power without holding back, causing the entire starry sky to tremble.

"The Holy Will of the Asura Blood Sea, the Holy Will of the Undying Battle Soul!"

Two complementary top-tier third-grade holy intents erupted simultaneously, the blood-red Daoist aura of the Blood Sea intertwined with the relentless battle spirit aura, transforming into boundless pressure that swept across all directions. This was the source of Ni Xuan Wuji's confidence in dominating the mortal world.

With the support of the two holy wills, his attack power instantly doubled. Wherever his fists and palms struck, space shattered, forcing Bai Kuotian and Emperor Xuan to retreat repeatedly. All 35 trillion holy realm rules around him were spread out, as dazzling as a galaxy, as he continued to launch his ferocious offensive.

"Asura Hundred-Strike Attack!"

Ni Xuan Wuji, wielding the Asura Purgatory Halberd, suddenly trembled, and the halberd instantly split into countless pitch-black halberd shadows, raining down like meteors, overwhelming Bai Kuotian and Emperor Xuan. The two used all their holy power to resist, yet their holy bodies were still pierced by several halberd shadows. The holy intent of the Asura Blood Sea frantically corroded their wounds, and holy blood spilled in the starry sky, leaving a poignant trail. The two were forced back, their injuries severe.

"Damn it! Is this the true fighting power of the Yuanhui representatives? They are indeed stronger than I imagined!"

Emperor Xuan felt the surging holy blood within him and the crumbling holy bones. Gazing at the arrogant and unrestrained Ni Xuan Wuji, who seemed like a demon god descending to earth, his fighting spirit not only remained undiminished but was completely ignited. The Crimson Sky Sword in his hand emitted a deafening sword cry, its blade as red as the blazing sun, imbued with the sharpness of imperial power, as it once again fiercely attacked Ni Xuan Wuji.

Above the meteorite belt, True Universe Divine Lord took in all of this, nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Emperor Xuan has indeed surpassed others in cultivation, having taken another step forward. With him and Bai Kuotian working together, although Ni Xuan Wuji is strong, the two of them should be able to handle him."

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze shifted to the direction where Chakga had fled, and his brows furrowed sharply: "The escape techniques of the Azure Deer Temple are indeed unparalleled among the Asura Clan. Even a top expert like Qiu Cangyu, who is proficient in the art of space, has had difficulty catching up. I hope Qiu Cangyu can capture him as soon as possible, otherwise, once Chakga joins forces with the remaining twenty-odd Great Saints of the Asura Clan's temples, the people of the Primordial World will be in real danger."