Chapter 223: The Demon Emperor Devours the Sky Again

Chapter 223: The Devil Emperor Who Swallowed the Heavens Reappears

From the abyss, a terrifying commotion echoed, like a reverberation from the devils of Hell, about to descend upon the human world, sending shivers down everyone’s spines.

“He… he’s coming after us… run!” The Old Ancestor of the True Qiong Race was in a panic, the lower half of his body missing and covered in blood, as if something had bitten it off.

This scene first startled, then caused an uproar among the approaching crowd, leading to a great shock and disbelief.

One must know, this was a giant from the Primordial Era; a single roar from him could shake the sun and moon from the sky. Who could possibly injure him to this extent?

In a battle back then, he had even roared a group of opponents to death, many of whom were Cult Leaders, his Divine Might unparalleled.

In the Three Thousand Realms, this Auspicious Beast was as renowned as the Old Ancestor of the Taotie, always devouring others, never being devoured himself.

Not only him, but the other Cult Leaders were also terrified, their faces pale, as if they had encountered some monstrous flood beast, fleeing into the distance.

“Whoosh!”

However, at this very moment, several black chains shot out from the abyss, silently, piercing through the Void Realm, and impaling the Cult Leaders who had just escaped to the shore.

“Ah…”

In an instant, several giants screamed, blood blooming, struggling desperately, but to no avail. The black chains seemed to have immobilized their Primordial Spirits, preventing them from moving.

Then, a figure emerged from the abyss, extremely chilling, enveloped in black mist, with only a pair of crimson eyes revealed, like two blood moons.

“Damn it, how could a dark creature appear here so early?!” Lin Fan was greatly startled, his hair standing on end, sensing that something terrible was about to happen.

“Roar…”

With a low roar, the dark creature rushed out. Its build was not large, its true form was Human Race, and by its appearance, it was an old man, very ancient.

“That’s… the vanished Purple Yang Cult Leader!” A Cult Leader cried out, as if seeing a ghost. Although they were immobilized, they did not die immediately and could still speak.

Because, at this Master Level, as long as the Primordial Spirit is not extinguished and vital blood remains, one can regrow severed limbs and reform their body, only consuming a bit of their Origin.

However, the current Purple Yang Cult Leader had certainly changed, unlike before, tainted by ominousness, he was cold, cruel, and full of bloodlust.

“Chi!”

The next moment, he stretched out a palm, which rapidly enlarged, carrying dense dark matter, shattering the Void Realm, and engulfing the various Cult Leaders.

“Poof!”

In an instant, under this one palm, several great figures died tragically, without any power to resist, exploding like fireworks, blood rain scattering.

At this moment, a Cult Leader’s death shocked everyone present!

“Oh my God, the Demon Sunflower Garden Master is dead! The fall of a generation’s giant will surely be an event that shakes the ages!”

“Oh my God, the Yin Yang Daoist is also dead! His two-layered bone pagoda couldn’t withstand that Divine Might, and he was directly shattered into a mist of blood on the spot!”

People continuously exclaimed, their mouths agape.

“Not good, the Purple Yang Cult Leader has become a Supreme! We must leave quickly!” Qing Yao’s expression changed, her willow-like brows deeply furrowed.

However, just as she intended to lead people away, a Supreme Might vibrated in all directions, causing nearby creatures to be terrified, trembling, their Divine Souls shaking.

“Plop!”

Some Cult Leaders who were close by had all their hair standing on end, and their legs uncontrollably gave way, making them kneel and tremble.

Of course, this was not their own will, but a fear stemming from instinct, a pressure on their Soul, causing them to submit to the ground.

Supreme Divine Might is irreversible, suppressing all Cultivators below it. It’s not just talk; it’s truly terrifying!

On the distant mountain peak, the Butian Sect group was horrified, also affected, trembling incessantly.

“Clang!”

At this moment, a seven-colored immortal metal sword was unleashed, emitting an undying radiance. Controlled by Qing Yao, auspicious light shimmered, temporarily blocking the incoming Supreme Might.

But soon, her expression changed, revealing a rare look of surprise, saying, “Not good, the surrounding Void Realm has been sealed by him. It’s difficult to escape.”

“What?!” Heavenly God Qing Yang and the other Elders felt their hearts instantly sink by half. If even a Cult Leader couldn’t escape, wouldn’t they just be waiting for death?

As everyone pondered, the Purple Yang Cult Leader let out a roar, spitting out a streak of light, and several more Cult Leaders perished, still being devoured alive.

Witnessing this scene, many were scared stiff, at a loss for what to do.

“Ah… what kind of terrifying monster is this? Are we all going to die here today?”

Someone cried out in grief and indignation, especially Master Level strong Cultivators. The longer they lived, the more they feared death, otherwise they wouldn't have come here to seize good fortune.

Qing Yao glanced at Lin Fan, who was still relatively calm, and couldn’t help but sigh, “If you were still here, it would be great. I’m sure you could solve this.”

“Whoosh!”

Just as despair filled the air amidst this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, a large banner emitting black smoke tore through the air, shaking mountains and rivers, blurring the sun and moon, suppressing the entire world.

“That’s… his weapon!” Qing Yao was stunned, her beautiful eyes wide open.

At the same time, Lin Fan felt a sensation, his heart beating rapidly, and a burning sensation came from his right palm. It was the Reincarnation Seal glowing on its own.

“Chi!”

A flash of light, and a majestic figure appeared in the Void Realm. A man, his Qi swallowing the stars and rivers, unrivaled above and below the heavens.

The newcomer stood there calmly, his entire being incredibly mysterious, shrouded in the mist of the Dao. Outsiders could not see through him, and all prying Divine Senses could not penetrate him.

In reality, there was no mist; it was simply that his cultivation was too high, and Dao principles naturally revolved around him.

“Crack!”

At this moment, he swept his gaze, and all black mist was annihilated, the chains shattered inch by inch, and the surviving Cult Leaders fell to the ground, rescued.

“This…”

Everyone gasped in cold air. What kind of power was this? Just a glance, and it disintegrated the power of a Supreme. It was simply Soul-shattering.

“It’s him, he’s here, reappearing in the world!” Qing Yao’s eyes were bloodshot, with a misty haze swirling in them, momentarily lost in thought.

The others immediately understood. To make the Butian Sect Fairy so emotional, it could only be that legendary figure…

The Devil Emperor Who Swallowed the Heavens!

“It’s actually the Devil Emperor Who Swallowed the Heavens! He’s not dead; he’s still alive!”

Some Heavenly Gods cried out, and some Cult Leaders exclaimed, all struck with terror.

The myriad souls banner suspended in the sky was too prominent. It once made gods wail and devils roar, causing people from the Upper Realm to change color at its mention, all fearing it.

To this day, various great sects have records that the heroic man who could wield it was undoubtedly the Devil Emperor Who Swallowed the Heavens, without a doubt.

At this moment, the heavens and earth trembled together. The man stood in the Void Realm, with the sun, moon, and stars revolving around him, extremely majestic, like a Heavenly Emperor, his demeanor unmatched.

His Aura was too profound. In the depths of his eyes were scenes of the creation of heaven and earth and the birth of the Universe. Every move he made represented an invincible Aura.

“As expected of the most extraordinary Great Emperor of ancient times. He hasn’t even released his Supreme Aura, yet he makes people want to prostrate themselves in worship!” Someone exclaimed, as if facing a god.

Finally, people couldn't resist. One by one, they knelt down. This was not forced, nor caused by pressure; it originated from their hearts.

Although the world called him a Devil Emperor, having committed countless massacres, no trace of bloodiness or Evil Qi could be felt from him. Instead, he was incredibly sacred and peaceful.

At this moment, many couldn't help but wonder, was this truly the Devil Emperor Who Swallowed the Heavens?

“It’s you…”

Above the abyss, the ominous Purple Yang Cult Leader spoke, cold and emotionless, but with a hint of surprise and anger.