The Eternal God Emperor and the Demon Ancestor

Chapter 54 The Yuanhui Conflict 2

The starry sky is vast and the star field is boundless.

Xue Renxian stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his white robes untouched by a speck of stardust. His sword intent soared into the sky, seemingly intent on piercing through the vast star field. His gaze was indifferent as it fell upon the imposing figure opposite him, shrouded in the deathly aura of Yama. His voice, as cold as ancient ice, drifted back and forth:

"Yanfuxu, I've heard that you excel in both palm and leg techniques, surpassing all other young members of the Yama clan. Your palm technique is the Myriad Souls Yama Palm, which devours souls and spirits with overwhelming ferocity. I wonder what kind of divine power your leg technique possesses?"

Yan Fuxu laughed loudly, his voice shaking the surrounding wilderness. The rolling sound waves shattered the surrounding floating, broken stars, turning them into countless stardust fragments. His silver-white armor shimmered with light, and the ten-foot-long silver halberd in his hand pointed diagonally at the heavens. The cold light emanating from its tip was enough to cleave space itself. His tone was full of arrogance and pride.

"Xue Renxian, although you have some talent, you are far too arrogant! My Yanfuxu leg techniques are my trump card, a deadly secret technique. How could I easily reveal them to others? We'll see if you have the ability to force me to use them!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Fuxu moved suddenly and made the first move.

The silver halberd in his hands seemed to come alive, piercing through the void with a whoosh, and thousands of sharp halberd shadows appeared out of thin air, densely packed and covering the entire star field for tens of thousands of miles. The halberd shadows were agile and graceful, as elusive as a gazelle hanging its horns, yet they also carried the domineering ferocity unique to the Yama Clan, perfectly natural, as if the way of killing existed since the beginning of heaven and earth, directly targeting the vital points around Xue Renxian's body.

Xue Renxian remained expressionless. With a slight flick of his wrist, a long sword flowing with a blood-red divine spring and shrouded in demonic aura suddenly appeared in the world—the Blood Spring Sword.

A thousand feet of sword light erupted from the blade, crimson as blood and radiant as the sun. The rules of demonic cultivation and the rules of swordsmanship merged perfectly at his fingertips, transforming into an indestructible strike.

"Zheng—!"

A sword cry resounded throughout the star field. Under this sword strike, the countless sword shadows melted away like ice and snow, completely annihilated without leaving even the slightest trace.

Xue Renxian did not stop, and his sword intent rose again.

The void around him twisted violently, and an ancient and terrifying phantom image slowly unfolded behind him. In the image, demonic shadows were everywhere, a blood sword was horizontal in the sky, and a world-destroying demonic sword intent soared straight to the heavens. It was the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword Image, one of the four Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings in the Blood God Sect.

With a flick of his wrist, a crimson sword aura spanning thousands of miles condensed and traversed the star field. With a single slash, it shattered tens of thousands of miles of space, revealing the dark and boundless void behind it.

A hint of seriousness flashed in Yan Fuxu's eyes, and he dared not underestimate him in the slightest.

He let out a long roar, and his silver halberd stretched across the void. The Yama Heavenly Dao rules around him surged wildly, converging on the halberd, and he unleashed a supreme high-level holy technique.

"Yama's Annihilation Spear!"

A colossal battle halberd, ten thousand feet tall, materialized in the starry sky. Countless ancient sacred runes were engraved on its body, emanating the power to destroy all things. Carrying the power of the rules of countless Yama Heavenly Dao, it stirred up the winds and clouds of the entire star field and crashed down towards Xue Renxian with a world-destroying force.

Xue Renxian's eyes narrowed, and he no longer held back.

As he activated the Heavenly Demon Devouring God Diagram, demonic rules poured forth, intertwining and entwining with sword rules. Behind him, a supreme demonic figure, tens of thousands of feet tall, slowly emerged, its demonic might overwhelming, devouring stars and the moon.

"Heavenly Demon Devouring God Sword!"

A jet-black sword light erupted from the tip of the Blood Spring Sword. Unlike sword light, it resembled a black hole that devoured the heavens and the earth, annihilating everything in its path. Even the rules of space were completely swallowed up. This sword strike was no less powerful than a high-level holy technique of the Supreme Realm.

"boom--!"

The pitch-black sword light and the colossal halberd collided violently in the center of the star field. Boundless divine light erupted, and terrifying energy shockwaves swept in all directions, turning billions of stars into ashes under this force.

The jet-black sword light swept through the enemy like a whirlwind, cleaving the giant battle halberd in two.

Yan Fuxu's expression changed slightly. He let out a long roar, and the rules of space around him surged. A vast spatial true domain suddenly spread out, suppressing the surrounding void and imprisoning all movement techniques. Holding a silver halberd, his figure transformed into a silver rainbow, directly closing in and engaging Xue Renxian in close combat.

The Primordial Yama Qi poured out like a vast ocean, each strike shattering hundreds of miles of space. Its fierce winds could even cleave stars, displaying unparalleled dominance.

Holding the Blood Spring Sword, Xue Renxian remained fearless. Thousands of sword techniques flowed effortlessly from his grasp, blooming like a profusion of exquisite flowers. A powerful sword aura condensed into a vast, ten-thousand-mile-long galaxy of sword energy, encircling his body and seamlessly integrating offense and defense. His magnificent sword intent, like countless stars hanging high in the heavens, illuminated the entire star field, revealing every detail.

The clash of weapons was deafening, the sound of metal clashing echoing throughout the star field.

The world-destroying demonic energy evolved from the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings and the chaotic Yama energy evolved from the Yama Heavenly Dao intertwined, collided, and annihilated each other, with the two supreme forces stirring up towering waves in the starry sky. Within this star field spanning tens of thousands of miles, all the damaged stars and meteorites that existed were destroyed by the aftershocks of the two, turning into a desolate void.

Beyond the star field, in the Hell Realm's main camp.

The Boundless Realm expert, Void Shadow God Venerable, from the Heavenly Yama Clan, took in the entire scene on the battlefield. His brows furrowed, and his expression was filled with displeasure and anger. He said coldly, "Fuxu is the number one genius of our Yama Clan in this generation, the Yama Clan's Qilin Child. He is destined to become a God Venerable in the future and shake the Hell Realm. Just who is this Xue Renxian who suddenly appeared in the Primordial Realm? How can he fight on equal terms with the most outstanding junior of our Yama Clan?"

Beside him, the Great Chieftain of the Undying Blood Clan's Demon Heaven Tribe stared intently at Xue Renxian's movements and techniques, growing increasingly astonished. He couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "This child... this child cultivates the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings of the Kunlun Realm. In addition, his swordsmanship contains the essence of the Sword Ancestor's Wordless Sword Manual, as well as the aura and Dao of the Blood God of the Kunlun Realm from back then... This kind of inheritance reminds me of the Kunlun Realm's prodigy, Xue Lingxian, who was famous throughout Heaven and Hell 50,000 years ago."

"Blood God Cult? Hmph!"

Upon hearing this, a powerful figure from the Corpse Clan at the Boundless Realm curled his lips into a cold, mocking smile, his tone sinister: "That junior, Blood God, has long since perished under the siege of my Corpse Clan's gods, his soul scattered. I never imagined that the Blood God Sect would one day rise from the ashes; how laughable."

The handsome Emperor Yuegu of the Rakshasa Clan spoke calmly, his tone tinged with reminiscence and disdain: "The Blood God was quite a formidable junior back then. Fifty thousand years ago, he had already cultivated to the Tai Xu Xin Ting realm, just one step away from the Boundless realm. If it weren't for the combined forces of us gods who stormed into the Kunlun Realm back then, and with the help of the Sumeru Saint Monk, he might have already broken through to the Boundless realm and become a powerful figure. His divine lineage does have some merit... Xuan Tian War God, you are a man of great knowledge, what do you think?"

The God of War of Xuantian glanced at Emperor Yuegu and sneered inwardly: This kid is clearly deliberately trying to provoke me, using the events of that year to rub salt in my wounds. It seems I'll have to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson about respect and hierarchy in the future.

All the gods present knew that when the Blood God was alive, he had been personally instructed by the God of War, Xuan Tian. In terms of seniority, he could be considered half a student of the God of War.

Facing the gazes of the crowd, the War God Xuantian made no attempt to hide his true feelings, speaking frankly with a hint of disappointment in his tone: "Back then, I found that Blood God somewhat pleasing to the eye, so I casually gave him a few pointers. It's just a pity that the brat was utterly foolish. Even with my guidance, he only managed to break through to the second stage of the Void Realm, never even touching the threshold of the Boundless Realm. He deserved to be surrounded and killed by those old fogies of the Corpse Clan, ending up dead and vanished!"

In reality, the Blood God is a hybrid of the human race and the Undying Blood Clan of the Kunlun Realm. His father came from the Xuan Tian tribe of the Undying Blood Clan, making him a descendant of the Xuan Tian War God. Back then, the Blood God possessed unparalleled talent and extraordinary abilities. The Xuan Tian War God once considered summoning him back to the Xuan Tian tribe and even personally promised that he would one day lead the Xuan Tian tribe and become its supreme ruler.

Unfortunately, the Blood God was under the command of the Tongtian Divine Palace and was highly valued by the Ten Tribulations Heavenly Lord. In addition, he had a strong prejudice against his father's clan, the Undying Blood Clan, so he politely declined the kindness of the Xuantian War God. He died in the Kunlun Realm God War 50,000 years ago.

Thinking of this, the God of War Xuan Tian felt a surge of anger.

Xia Huangchao was like this, and so was the Blood God. These promising young talents he valued were all stubborn and unruly. If only they had listened to a single word of his advice, they wouldn't have ended up in such tragic circumstances, imprisoning themselves and perishing in death.

The God of War Xuantian turned his gaze to Emperor Yuegu, his tone suddenly becoming full of sarcasm: "I say, Emperor Yuegu, your Luocha clan's Luo Ding is still in the hands of the Mingde God, isn't he? If that Witch Cauldron really falls into Mingde's hands, your Luocha clan will probably have to hold a grand funeral and a celebratory banquet."

"This is the first Great Freedom Limitless Powerhouse of my Hell Realm to be captured and killed alive since the War of the Gods fifty thousand years ago. Your Rakshasa Clan has now gained face in front of all the heavens."

The smile on Emperor Yuegu's face froze instantly, and his expression turned extremely ugly. Luo Ding's capture by Divine Venerable Mingde was an unexpected turn of events. Luo Ding possessed profound cultivation and was undoubtedly a high-ranking figure in the Rakshasa Clan. Among the seven great divine kingdoms of the Rakshasa Clan, apart from Emperor Luo Yan, who was in seclusion to recuperate from his injuries, Luo Ding was the strongest in terms of cultivation.

If Luo Ding were to truly perish, the entire Rakshasa clan would be thrown into turmoil, potentially even shaking the very foundation of the clan. He simply had no power to handle such a matter on his own.

"War God Xuantian, the Rakshasa clan has already suffered extremely heavy losses this time. Please don't rub salt into their wounds." Seeing this, Shitara of the Asura clan quickly stepped forward to smooth things over and ease the tension: "Our three lower clans have always been of one mind, sharing life and death, and are naturally on the same side. Now, the Rakshasa clan has first lost the Divine Venerable Zongmu to Zhenyu, and then Dingzu was captured by Mingde. Losing two powerful figures in succession, even with the Rakshasa clan's deep foundation, it cannot withstand such a heavy blow."

"Our Undying Blood Clan and the Asura Clan should appease the Rakshasa Clan. If the Rakshasa Clan falls into internal strife, it will not be a good thing for our two clans."

The God of War of Xuantian naturally understood Shithara's intention, and with a cold snort, he did not continue to make sarcastic remarks.

However, Emperor Yuegu was in turmoil. He realized that the Rakshasa clan was now weak and its prestige had plummeted. He had to contact Emperor Xuehai and the other veteran emperors of the clan as soon as possible to jointly restore the Rakshasa clan's divine power. Otherwise, the Rakshasa clan's status in the hearts of the beings in the underworld would surely fall drastically in the future.

The Heavenly Court's main camp was also a scene of undercurrents.

Like the gods of the underworld, the gods of the heavenly court are now embroiled in an age-old internal strife.

"True Universe God!"

The Sword God stepped forward, standing behind the Blade Sovereign, his gaze fixed menacingly on True Universe God Monarch. He demanded sharply, "Why did your cultivators from the Primordial Realm injure my Great Sage without cause, and forcibly seize countless cultivation resources from my Sword God Realm? You must give my Sword God Realm an explanation for this!"

In terms of cultivation years, the Sword God's cultivation spanned an entire eon longer than that of the True Universe God, yet his cultivation remained stagnant at the Void Realm, failing to reach the Boundless Realm. His contemporaries, such as Ji Wang and Xia Huangchao, had already broken through to the Boundless Realm, even reaching heights capable of rivaling the legendary figures of the past.

Now, even a younger cultivator like Zhenyu has far surpassed him, which makes the famous sword god, who is always proud and arrogant, extremely jealous and resentful.

Upon hearing this, True Universe Divine Lord feigned surprise, raised his eyes slightly, glanced indifferently at the Sword God, shrugged, and said innocently, "Oh? Who else could it be but a Sword God? Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly just now. You said... that I, a cultivator from the Primordial World, injured a Great Sage from your Sword God Realm and forcibly seized supplies? I have no knowledge of this matter whatsoever."

Beside him, a Boundless Realm deity from the Feng family of the Pangu Realm frowned and spoke sternly, rebuking, "I say, Sword God, these minor disputes between juniors in the mortal Saint Realm and Great Saint Realm are nothing but trivial matters. Why bring them here and disturb True Universe God Lord's handling of important matters? As a supreme being of a realm, a dignified Great God of the Void Realm, you even have to personally intervene in such a small matter. Where does this leave the face of the Sword God Realm?"

"that is!"

The Seven Arrows God of the Primordial Realm followed closely behind, speaking sarcastically in a sharp and sarcastic tone: "Famous Sword God, you're meddling too much! You even have to interfere in the battles of the Great Saint Realm. No wonder you, as a prodigy of the same era, can't even see the back of Ji Wang. The difference is as vast as the difference between clouds and mud."

As soon as the words fell, the Boundless Realm Gods of the various powerful realms of the Heavenly Court spoke up one after another, some scolding, some mocking, and some watching coldly, all denouncing the Famous Sword God.

The Sword God's face flushed crimson with rage. His fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white, his heart burning with fury. But alas, his cultivation level was too low; before a group of immeasurably powerful figures, he had no right to argue.

Looking at the indifferent, contemptuous, and mocking gazes of the gods around him, he secretly vowed to repay them, gritting his teeth: "Just wait, I will repay this humiliation in full after I break through to the Boundless Realm."

The Sword Master took all of this in, his expression remaining calm and composed. He raised his hand to silence the murmurs of the crowd and fixed his gaze on True Universe God.

His divine eyes were like two divine swords that could cleave the heavens and the earth, their sharpness piercing and intimidating, as if they could pierce through illusions and shine directly into people's hearts: "Everyone, there's no need to discuss this trivial matter of the Sword God Realm for now. I have a serious matter to ask True Universe God Lord."

The Blade Sovereign pressed closer, his voice icy: "Zhenyu, that day, the Divine Lord of the Eyes fought you fiercely, all the way to the Void World. At the same time, several great gods from the Heavenly Realm and my Blade Realm also disappeared in that space, without a trace. Do you truly know nothing of this?"

The True Universe Divine Lord maintained his gentle smile, his tone calm and composed, utterly impeccable: "I truly do not understand what the Sword Venerable means. When I suppressed the Profound-Eyed Divine Lord, I did not see a single great god of the Sword Realm. In my opinion, they were probably secretly captured by cultivators from the Hell Realm?"

"As you know, those demons of the Undying Blood Clan have always loved capturing the gods of my Heavenly Court and refining them into blood slaves. It's not impossible that this is the case."

Though he spoke frankly, True Universe God-Monarch sneered inwardly: "Those people were long ago annihilated by me, their souls and bodies taken to the Primordial Realm to reclaim land from the sea. Even if you search every corner of the heavens and myriad realms, you won't find a single piece of evidence."

It turned out that after Zhenyu Shenjun suppressed Zongmu Shenzun that day, he happened to encounter several great gods from the Heavenly Realm faction, including two great gods from the Sword God Realm. He immediately suppressed and killed them all to strengthen the foundation of the Primordial Realm.

Upon hearing this, the Sword Master frowned slightly, his heart filled with doubt. He knew very well that Mingde, Zhenyu, and Xuandao were now closely allied and relied on each other, having grown into a formidable force in the Heavenly Court Realm, wielding considerable power. Zhenyu Divine Lord was no nobody; he was not someone he could easily question or offend.

With this thought in mind, the Sword Master ultimately did not pursue the matter further, and the atmosphere in the star field once again became strange and oppressive.