Just chemical fertilizer, nothing more.
At this moment, the Blood Demon Ancestor’s face was unmistakably alight with fervent zeal. His pair of eternal obsidian demon eyes fixed unwaveringly upon the immense bloodied hand looming high in the heavens, relentlessly pressing down.
The demonic blood coursing within him surged to a boiling frenzy.
From all directions, the ancient clan’s formidable warriors continued to converge steadily here. Streams of blood essence poured from their mouths, merging into the Devouring Heaven Hand.
The Devouring Heaven Hand kept expanding relentlessly.
Two thousand two hundred meters.
Two thousand five hundred meters.
Two thousand seven hundred meters.
Three thousand meters…
“Heavens, the ancient clan’s Devouring Heaven Hand can swell to such an extent!”
“Damn it, it’s absolutely breathtaking!”
The assembled demon clan members shouted in astonishment, their hearts gripped with terror.
That the ancient clan was the foremost great clan of the Snow Chanting Realm was truly due to their terrifyingly profound foundations.
As the Devouring Heaven Hand’s volume grew ever larger, its power naturally intensified.
“That’s enough. If I wait any longer, even I won’t be able to endure it!”
Though the Blood Demon Ancestor was wildly arrogant, he had not swollen with the delusion that he alone could withstand the entire ancient clan’s might.
“Ha ha ha…!”
Suddenly, he threw back his head and laughed uproariously, “Thank you for this grand gift!”
Amidst his laughter, his entire form dispersed as demonic energy spiraled skyward.
In the blink of an eye, boundless demonic aura coalesced high above into a devouring shadow, opening a terrifying maw that swallowed the Devouring Heaven Hand whole.
“Ah…”
Everyone was utterly dumbfounded, frozen in place.
The overwhelming pressure, a three-thousand-meter-wide Devouring Heaven Hand, just vanished…
As if it had never existed.
This scene was surreal, like a dream filled with unreality.
“Damn, that old demon’s flashy move just astonished me to death.”
Chen Changsheng was equally stunned. Earlier, he had wondered how the old demon would deal with the ancient clan’s Devouring Heaven Hand in the end.
Who would have thought it would be swallowed whole in one gulp?
He devoured the Devouring Heaven Hand as if it were mere fertilizer!
“Wow, wow, wow…”
Chen Die’er was thoroughly shocked, her mouth agape as she exclaimed.
“Hahaha…!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed uproariously, releasing a sweeping torrent of demonic energy, “This feels amazing! Thank you, ancient clan, for this magnificent gift!”
The Devouring Heaven Hand was formed through the condensation of blood essence from many ancient clan warriors.
Having devoured it, he felt his cultivation nearly restored to half of its former strength.
“This…”
The Ancient Emperor and the gathered ancient clan warriors all stood stunned, blinking hard, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
Their Devouring Heaven Hand, forged from the blood essence of so many of their strongest, had been turned into a wedding garment for him, swallowed in one gulp by the Blood Demon Ancestor, becoming the nutrient for his resurgence.
“Ah!”
The Ancient Emperor abruptly snapped back to his senses, his fury reaching its peak, his entire being on the verge of shattering.
“Damn it!”
“Damn, damn, damn!”
“Kill this Eternal Great Demon!”
The ancient clan’s warriors went mad. Though weakened from losing their blood essence, they still charged recklessly toward the Ancient Emperor.
They were enraged, unwilling to accept defeat, suffocated by frustration, eager to tear the Blood Demon Ancestor to pieces!
“The water of autumn, the sorrow of all beings, the fragility of life!”
The Blood Demon Ancestor roared, suddenly swinging the Sword of Autumn Water with tremendous force.
“Boom!”
The sword pierced deep into the ground, over ten meters, golden sword intent bursting forth like the radiant sun.
The sorrow of autumn flooded forth, as if the entire world wept.
Clearly, the Blood Demon Ancestor’s strength had soared, and the Sword of Autumn Water’s power had risen sharply.
The Ancient Emperor and the ancient clan warriors, already torn by grief and rage, now had their minds invaded by the boundless autumnal sorrow, freezing them in place, overwhelmed by uncontrollable sadness, almost losing the will to fight.
Several of the more fragile-willed clan warriors even broke down in tears.
Above, the air was filled with ghostly wails and howls.
“Demon clan people, if you do not strike now, then when?”
The Blood Demon Ancestor suddenly shouted.
Everyone present was dumbstruck.
“Kill!”
Emperor Shitian immediately snapped back to his senses, roaring, “Destroy the ancient clan!”
As his words fell, his form transformed once more into a colossal blood eagle, soaring swiftly into the sky to confront the ancient clan warriors.
His massive eagle talons instantly seized an ancient clan warrior, crushing fiercely.
“Pang!”
The ancient clan warrior’s body burst apart like a watermelon!
“Destroy the ancient clan!”
The other demon clan members shouted in unison.
In an instant, the demon clan warriors revealed their true beast forms, howling as they surged forth to overwhelm the ancient clan.
Countless gigantic demon beasts filled the sky, suffocating the onlookers.
“Ancient Emperor, die!”
The colossal blood eagle form of Emperor Shitian swooped directly at the Ancient Emperor, talons spread wide, exuding a potent aura of death, attacking fiercely.
“Ahhhh…!”
The Ancient Emperor went completely mad, his face pale and twisted, hair disheveled, wielding his hundred-meter-long silver sword like a wild man, recklessly charging at Emperor Shitian.
But the moment he moved…
“Shh!”
A jet-black battle sword dozens of meters long sliced through the air with a roar, shrouded in demonic energy, severing the Ancient Emperor’s head in one blow.
The headless body stiffened violently, blood spraying high from the severed neck.
The black battle sword transformed into a stunningly beautiful woman—none other than Mu Wanqing.
“I killed the supreme being of the Snow Chanting Realm, the Ancient Emperor…”
Mu Wanqing blinked her delicate eyes, whispering, “This is awesome; I can brag about this for years…”
Yet the Ancient Emperor’s life did not vanish instantly. The headless body suddenly turned, sword held high, crazily attacking Mu Wanqing.
The scene was chilling to the extreme.
But as he moved, he suddenly collapsed to the ground from the air, dying then and there.
Emperor Shitian in front was stunned. He never would have dreamed that the Ancient Emperor would fall to a disciple of the Tianyun Sect.
Suddenly, he roared, “The Ancient Emperor is dead! Destroy the ancient clan!”
“Kill!”
The demon clan warriors’ morale soared to unprecedented heights.
“Shh, shh, shh…”
Without question, this was a one-sided slaughter.
The ancient clan warriors, already weakened from losing their blood essence, were further eroded in spirit by the Sword of Autumn Water’s sorrow, leaving them nearly powerless.
One by one, the demon clan warriors attacked like fiends.
Chen Changsheng tightly held Chen Die’er’s small hand, watching this unprecedented massacre with heavy emotion. Indeed, the cultivation world was truly brutal and bloodstained.
“Die’er, the gods who soar high aren’t necessarily safe; one misstep and your life is gone.”
Chen Changsheng said to Chen Die’er, “Seeing this, it’s better to live in seclusion.”
“Mm.”
Chen Die’er nodded obediently.