The Eternal God Emperor and the Demon Ancestor

Chapter 104 The Tragedy of Ancient Civilizations 2

The starry sky of the ancient civilization's battlefield has long been stained dark red by the flames of war. Spatial turbulence and the aftershocks of the collision between the divine powers of the gods rage, and ordinary cultivators who step into it will be annihilated, body and soul.

At the far end of the starry sky, several divine rainbows pierced through the chaos, making dozens of ultra-long-distance space jumps in succession at a level that almost exhausted their divine power, finally arriving at this battlefield of life and death.

The leader was none other than the Thousand Stars Civilization's Old Heavenly Lord, the Thousand Stars God Ancestor. Star-shaped divine runes swirled around him, his once gentle face now etched with anxiety. His divine power had not yet subsided, and his aura was slightly disordered, clearly indicating that his rapid journey had exhausted much of his strength. Behind him, the two Heavenly Court's supreme experts, Xuan Dao and Dao Zun, followed closely. Their auras were restrained, yet both exuded a solemn readiness for battle. Their gazes immediately locked onto the core of the battlefield, clearly seeing the perilous situation that hung in the balance.

The spear of life, thrown by the Lord of the Temple of Death, was wrapped in a deathly aura that seemed to destroy the world. It had already pierced through Luo Yifeng's Taiyi Guixu Divine Power. Like a dark red lightning bolt of death, it was aimed directly at the brow of Luo Yifeng, the old Heavenly Lord of the Tianchu Civilization. It was only a moment away from killing this pillar of the ancient civilization!

"Fellow Daoist Luo, don't panic!"

The Thousand Star God Ancestor's eyes were bloodshot with rage. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately unleashed all his divine power, displaying his trump card, a Heavenly Venerable-level divine power that he had cultivated for millions of years.

He rapidly formed star-pattern hand seals, unleashing countless rules around him and drawing upon the power of the infinite stellar origins deep within the universe. The ancient stars across the entire starry sky trembled, and countless starlight crossed billions of miles to converge upon him.

"A star has fallen from the sky!"

A furious roar echoed through the starry sky!

Tens of thousands of illusory stars, hundreds of times more magnificent than the Primordial Star, condensed and took shape in the starry sky. Each one contained the power to destroy the world, transforming into a vast sea of ​​stars. Under the guidance of the Star Dao of the Thousand Star Ancestor, they formed a long dragon that stretched across the starry sky, carrying the power to crush all heavens, and crashed into that deadly spear of lifelessness!

At his peak, the Thousand Star God Ancestor was already a top expert in the Great Freedom Boundless Realm. This time, he unleashed his full power without reservation, and the power of his divine abilities was enough to easily annihilate a great world. Even the star barrier would be instantly blasted into nothingness.

The Death God Temple Master's Spear of No Life has always been invincible, and it is his ultimate trump card for killing the strongest in the Boundless Realm. But now, it has been attacked by Luo Yifeng and Thousand Star God Ancestor, two top-level divine abilities of the same level. Even with the enhancement of half of the Death Clan's Death Spirit Heavenly Dao Profound Meaning, its sharpness has been completely broken, and the deathly aura has been dissipating.

"Bang bang bang~!"

One after another, countless stars crashed into the Spear of No Life. The divine light of the exploding star power swept in all directions, forcefully breaking down the Spear of No Life's destructive power layer by layer. The spear trembled violently, and its momentum decreased sharply.

Luo Yifeng, in dire straits, saw a glimmer of hope return in his eyes. He mustered the last bit of divine power within him, gripped the divine seal tightly, and unleashed a powerful attack!

The illusory image of the divine seal, spanning millions of miles across the starry sky, crashed down upon the Lifeless Spear. The Lifeless Spear, already weakened, could no longer advance an inch and was instantly sent flying back, returning to the hands of the Lord of the Temple of Death.

After this brief respite, Luo Yifeng could no longer hold on. His divine body staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of divine blood, and he collapsed in the void. He could only barely support himself with the divine seal, but in the end, he managed to save his life.

Xuan Dao and Dao Zun, who had just arrived, witnessed this scene and were both amazed.

The usually serious and unsmiling Sword Master now looked solemnly at the back of the Thousand Star Ancestor and commented in a deep voice, "Old Fish is indeed truly skilled. The power of this divine ability is probably no less than the Thousand Star Link created by the legendary Star Lord!"

Xuan Dao clasped his hands together, his body radiating a gentle Buddhist light. His expression was calm yet full of approval: "Amitabha. Senior Yu has cultivated diligently for millions of years. With his talent and foundation, it is only natural that he has mastered a Heavenly Venerable-level divine power."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Dao turned his gaze to the gods of the underworld on the opposite side of the battlefield. He took a small step forward and said to Dao Zun in a deep voice, "Senior Dao Zun, you have a long-standing grudge against the God of War, the Underworld Lord. I will leave that to you. I will go and meet the Lord of the Temple of Death."

Upon hearing this, the Blade Master revealed a contemptuous smile, glancing at the War God Underworld Lord not far away, his tone tinged with disdain: "Bai Shouji? He's nothing but a skeleton in a tomb. He was defeated by me back then. So many years have passed, and he still hasn't improved much. What a waste of that black gold broadsword in his hand."

He paused, then his aura suddenly shifted. He was no longer restrained; instead, he transformed into a celestial blade unsheathed from its sheath, its blade intent sharp and fierce, piercing through the starry sky, even shattering the surrounding space. "I will capture him first. Xuan Dao, that old monster from the Death God Temple is one of the five giants of the Death Clan. He is ruthless and has extremely deep foundations. You must be careful!"

After giving his instructions, the Blade Master said no more. He raised his hand and unleashed an endless barrage of sharp blade energy that traversed millions of miles of starry sky, carving out a bottomless void chasm that hurtled straight toward the God of War, the Underworld Lord!

On the other side of the starry sky, the God of War, the Underworld Lord, instantly sensed this domineering and unparalleled sword intent that surpassed the universe. The golden flames in the pupils of the skull suddenly surged, and he instantly recognized the person who had come.

"Sword Master! It's you!"

Far from being afraid, the God of War, the Underworld Lord, became excited. His battle intent surged to the heavens. As a fellow master of the sword, defeating the Sword Lord was one of his obsessions. He wanted to prove that he was the number one sword master in the universe.

"Well done! Today, I will slay you with my blade, and let all the heavens and realms know who is truly the number one master of the sword!"

He roared, gripped the black gold broadsword tightly, and his Netherworld Dao Blade surged around him. He leaped forward and slashed horizontally, directly severing the blade energy unleashed by the Blade Master. The two ultimate blade intents collided instantly.

In an instant, the starry sky was filled with the blazing light of blades. The sparks from the clash of divine blades were like billions of stars exploding, illuminating the entire desolate star field. Both were masters of the sword, each move imbued with the essence of the sword, devoid of any frills, purely a life-or-death struggle. In the blink of an eye, they plunged into the depths of the starry sky, shattering space and destroying stars wherever they went.

On the other side of the battlefield, the Lord of the Death God Temple and Yan Xingru looked at the Heavenly Court reinforcements that had suddenly arrived, their expressions changed drastically, and their expressions became extremely solemn.

They never expected the Heavenly Court's reinforcements to arrive so swiftly, completely disrupting their plan of annihilation. Fortunately, they had already severely injured Luo Yifeng, rendering him unable to fight further; otherwise, the three of them alone would have had no choice but to retreat immediately against four of the Heavenly Court's strongest warriors.

"Amitabha!"

Xuan Dao stepped forward slowly, his body radiating Buddhist light. He clasped his hands together, his gaze calmly fixed on the Lord of the Death God Temple. His tone was indifferent yet carried an undeniable authority: "Lord of the Death God Temple, you once ruled the Death God Temple, slaughtering countless beings from all realms. Beneath the Death God Tower and the Spear of No Life, how many heroes were buried? Today, your calamity has arrived. This humble monk will cast you into the cycle of reincarnation to cleanse you of your boundless sins."

As the deputy hall master of the Temple of Merit, Xuan Dao naturally had to shoulder the great responsibility. Moreover, the Lord of the Temple of Death was one of the five giants of the Death Clan, holding a prestigious position. If he could suppress or even kill him, his prestige in the Heavenly Court would skyrocket, and no one would question his identity and strength anymore.

Upon hearing this, the Lord of the Death God Temple was furious and laughed, looking at Xuan Dao with contempt. He coldly rebuked, "You brat, how dare you speak so arrogantly in front of me! You think you can punish me with your newly promoted Great Freedom and Boundless Power? If the Western Buddhist Realm really wants to touch me, let that old monk Brahma come in person!"

In his eyes, Xuan Dao was just a junior, and even though he had achieved remarkable results recently, he was still no match for a giant of the Hell Realm like him who had cultivated for millions of years and had a profound foundation.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Dao simply smiled and said nothing more.

He formed a Buddhist mudra with both hands, and golden light surged from his body, unleashing his golden body Dharma form. A three-headed, eighteen-armed Buddha, a million miles tall, appeared, standing in the starry sky like a pillar supporting the heavens, its power overwhelming all. Immediately afterward, Xuandao raised his hand and took out the Seven Wonders Tree. The tree swayed, instantly radiating seven-colored divine light. The divine light transformed into a raging torrent, covering the entire starry sky, carrying the Buddhist and Taoist power to purify all things, and fiercely swept towards the Lord of the Death God Temple and Yan Xingru!

Upon seeing this, the Lord of the Death God Temple and Yan Xingru were immediately enraged.

Both of them were top-tier figures in the Hell Realm, renowned throughout the heavens for hundreds of thousands of years. No one had ever dared to underestimate them so much, directly taking on two opponents single-handedly and initiating the attack. Neither of them had participated in the previous battle in the Taiwei Realm. Although they had heard of Xuan Dao's reputation, they had never taken him seriously, regarding him merely as a newly risen powerhouse who had risen by chance.

"You brat, how dare you be so arrogant! Today I will show you the true power of my Death Clan's divine artifact!"

The Lord of the Temple of Death roared to the sky, grabbed the Spear of No Life that was flying back, and with all his necromantic power, unleashed another fatal blow!

The Spear of No Life, carrying boundless death power, pierced through the seven-colored divine light, penetrated the endless void, and went straight for the Xuan Dao Golden Body. But the moment the spear touched the seven-colored divine light, a strange scene occurred. The Spear of No Life seemed to sink into sticky mud, instantly freezing in the starry sky. No matter how much the Lord of the Death God Temple urged his divine power, he could not advance even an inch.

Xuan Dao smiled faintly, and once again swung the Seven Wonders Tree in his hand. Seven-colored divine light swept across like a tide, domineeringly eroding the boundless rules on the Spear of No Life, erasing the divine soul imprint left on the artifact by the Lord of the Temple of Death little by little.

In an instant, the Spear of No Life trembled violently, the deathly aura that had surrounded it dissipated completely, and the spear's luster dimmed, as if it had turned into an ordinary mortal weapon, completely losing its original divine power.

"Pfft!"

With the divine artifact shattered and its divine soul imprint erased, the Lord of the Death God Temple instantly suffered a powerful backlash. He spat out a mouthful of black divine blood, his face deathly pale, his expression filled with horror and disbelief: "Impossible! What kind of divine power is this! What kind of divine artifact is this?!"

He never expected that his trump card artifact would be so easily broken by Xuan Dao, and even the connection between his soul and spirit was severed.

Yan Xingru, who was standing to the side, also changed her expression drastically, and was shocked.

The Spear of No Life is a top-tier divine artifact of the Death Clan, imbued with more than half of the Death God Temple's profound Dao of the Dead. Even an Undying Boundless Realm expert would not dare to easily take it head-on. However, Xuan Dao had only just entered the Great Freedom Boundless Realm, yet he possessed such heaven-defying abilities, which completely exceeded his expectations.

"Hahaha, old ghost of the Death God Temple, now you know you've suffered a loss, haven't you? Even a master like Coro has suffered a great loss at Xuandao's hands. How dare you underestimate him? You're just asking for death!"

The Thousand Star God Ancestor flashed to Xuan Dao's side, looked at the disheveled Lord of the Death God Palace, and couldn't help but mock him, feeling extremely pleased.

The Lord of the Temple of Death's face was ashen, his body churning with deathly energy. He frantically channeled his divine power, trying to recall the Spear of No Life, but the Spear of No Life was already completely enveloped by the seven-colored divine light and did not respond at all. This finally made him feel a sense of panic.

The Spear of No Life is one of the most precious artifacts of the Temple of Death. If it were lost, not only would the Temple of Death's strength plummet, but it would also become a laughingstock in the underworld.

Xuan Dao remained calm and spoke indifferently: "Lord of the Death God Palace, there's no need to waste your energy. Once brushed by my Seven Wonders Divine Light, both supernatural powers and divine artifacts will be purified and eroded. I will gladly accept this Spear of No Life."

Having said that, he waved the Seven Wonders Tree, and the Seven-Colored Divine Light, carrying the Lifeless Spear, slowly flew back to him. Then, with a wave of his hand, he directly took the Lifeless Spear, which had lost its power to resist, into his own divine world and completely controlled it.

"Give me back my magical artifact!"

The Lord of the Temple of Death was utterly enraged, his eyes bloodshot. He disregarded everything else and directly commanded the Tower of Death, transforming it into a massive black tower a million miles long. Surrounded by overwhelming death energy, he frantically attacked Xuan Dao, determined to reclaim the Spear of No Life no matter what.

Xuan Dao's expression remained unchanged, and his golden body swelled once more. His eighteen divine arms swung simultaneously, each holding a Buddhist artifact, at the very least a treasure above the Supreme Sacred Artifact. The eighteen Buddhist artifacts simultaneously unleashed Buddhist light, shattering endless starry sky divine power, and directly met the oncoming Death God Tower. The Seven Wonders Treasure Tree and the Death God Tower, the two great divine artifacts, collided instantly, stirring up a monstrous wave in the starry sky.

Upon seeing this, Yan Xingru immediately stepped forward, wanting to lend a helping hand and join forces to suppress Xuandao.

But as soon as he moved, the Thousand Star God Ancestor instantly appeared in front of him, blocking his way with divine runes flowing around him and looking at him with a solemn expression.

"Brother Yan, we haven't seen each other for ten thousand years. Let's settle our old grudges today. Let me have a go at your Ghostly Divine Flute!"

Thousand Star God Ancestor and Yan Xingru were the strongest beings in the heavens of the same era. Over the past million years, the two had clashed many times, their relationship being both enemy and friend, making them old acquaintances. As the ancestor of the Yama Clan, Yan Xingru held an extremely high seniority. Since Yan Huanyu's disappearance, he had been living in seclusion on an ancient star in the Hell Realm, studying music and remaining aloof from worldly affairs. Thousand Star God Ancestor never expected that this great war in the Hell Realm would force him to emerge from seclusion.

Yan Xingru suddenly stopped, her fingers tightening slightly as she gripped the black jade flute. Looking at the Thousand Star God Ancestor before her, a complex smile appeared on her face: "Old man Yu, you're still alive. I thought you had already passed away."

"I am perfectly fine, but you, Yan Xingru, instead of living a peaceful life, you chose to follow the warlike people of the Hell Realm, invade my ancient civilization faction, and slaughter hundreds of millions of innocent lives. I will settle this score with you today!" The Thousand Star God Ancestor spoke indignantly, his fighting spirit rising.

The lingering friendship of the past has vanished in the face of the greater good of the people. Since Yan Xingru has chosen to stand with the Hell Realm and embark on the path of invasion and destruction, they are now mortal enemies, locked in a fight to the death.

Upon hearing this, Yan Xingru sighed inwardly, her expression full of helplessness.

He had no connection with Luo Yifeng, but the Thousand Star God Ancestor was one of his few old acquaintances in the Heavenly Court. Moreover, the Thousand Star God Ancestor was also acquainted with the missing Yan Huanyu, so he was unwilling to fight him. However, this was a great war between clans, and as the ancestor of the Yanluo clan, he was entrusted by the Supreme Elder Yanluo to come out of seclusion and participate in the war. In the end, he could not let go of the rise and fall of his clan.

Just as Yan Xingru was calming himself down and preparing to make a move, his soul suddenly sensed an extremely terrifying aura of destruction emanating from the depths of the distant starry sky. This aura soared into the heavens, covering billions of miles of starry sky, causing all the gods on the battlefield to tremble.

A glint of light flashed in Yan Xingru's eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face. He looked at the Thousand Star God Ancestor and slowly said, "Old man Yu, we are not on the same path. Today, your star defense line will not be able to hold. The Four Yang Heavenly Lord has already been defeated and killed, and Luo Yifeng has become a piece of rotten wood in the wind. Guess who will be next?"

Qianxing God Ancestor's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind. He immediately followed Yan Xingru's gaze and looked at the other side of the starry sky.

In the ancient civilization's territory hundreds of millions of miles away, an extremely dazzling divine light suddenly exploded, and a terrifying pressure swept across the heavens. Even though they were hundreds of millions of miles apart, it still made all the gods present tremble.

Within the halo, a tall and majestic divine figure let out a desperate and furious roar. The sound pierced through the starry sky and spread to every corner of the battlefield, filled with resentment and determination.

"Qing~ Cang~!!!"

With a roar, the divine figure vanished completely, and the extreme aura of destruction gradually subsided, plunging the vast starry sky into deathly silence once more.

The Thousand Star God Ancestor's pupils shrank drastically, his blood seemed to freeze instantly, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his voice trembling with disbelief: "That is... the Giant Spirit God Ancestor?!"

Such terrifying fluctuations could only be generated by the most powerful self-destructing divine source, and that location was precisely the defensive line where the Giant Spirit Civilization was located.

The Giant Spirit Ancestor, a pillar of the ancient civilization alongside Luo Yifeng, has now perished here.

The Thousand Star God Ancestor was utterly shaken, his face deathly pale, only one thought remaining in his mind: "The ancient civilization's defenses are completely doomed!"