Chapter 437: The Finale

…"Kill—kill them all!"

Outside the Heavenly Ruins.

The fighting had become even more intense than before.

Little Nannan, Lin Yan, and many other Prodigies had also left the Heavenly Ruins by now.

After hearing that Wang Mu had gone missing,

they joined the battlefield without the slightest hesitation.

Boom!

Little Nannan was shrouded in rich immortal light, her cold face filled with killing intent. A massive vortex spun behind her, swallowing countless Divine Abilities before spitting them back out as beams of light imbued with the Aura of destruction.

She swept through large swaths of enemies.

Any Soul Race members touched by the light instantly dissipated and were annihilated, as if they had never existed.

She was the living image of a female goddess of war.

Lin Yan trod upon a sea of fire, his giant ruler covered in immortal flames as he swept across the battlefield. He was peerless, possessing an Aura that suggested he would slay even a god should one cross his path.

Everywhere the sea of fire reached,

it caused numerous Soul Race members to retreat in panic.

Confronting several Soul Race experts with strength comparable to Soul Transformation Cultivators, he held the upper hand despite being outnumbered.

His terrifying combat power was staggering.

On the other side, Dugu Qianxue stood beneath the lunar radiance of the Great Yin. She controlled an ancient moon wheel with a terrifying edge; wherever it passed, cracks spread through the Void Realm.

That was an ancient Magic Treasure she had obtained from the Heavenly Ruins.

It was named the Bright Moon Golden Wheel.

It suited her perfectly and was an extremely powerful Sharp Weapon for slaughter.

Han Li's Realm was slightly lower, yet he had still reached the half-step Soul Transformation stage.

To go from a Golden Core cultivation when first entering the Heavenly Ruins to this step—his terrifying rate of progress could be called the fastest among everyone.

Countless lights from treasures flew around him, forming a grand formation. He crushed everything in his path with extreme efficiency.

Even powerful enemies in the Soul Transformation Realm found it difficult to break through his formation and were even forced back step by step.

Xiao Wanmeng was even more so.

She had completely shed her usual elegant image.

With her arms crossed over her shoulders, the Dragon-Phoenix tattoo on her back moved like a living thing, eventually transforming into a pair of Dragon-Phoenix short blades. Their edges were terrifying, leaving a trail of killing intent wherever they passed. Every strike was lethal, ruthless, and decisive.

Her proud figure had now transformed into a ghostly shadow that harvested lives.

It was chilling… "What's going on? Why hasn't a single one of these people died?"

In the shadows.

Xiao Chenzhou, Jiang Baiyi, and the others watched this scene, their expressions gloomy to the extreme.

They had laid such a massive trap

precisely to eradicate the two emperor nascent souls.

And incidentally, to plant some schemes on the Young Lord of the Wang Family to pave the way for the future.

However, not only were the two emperor nascent souls not dead,

but several new freaks had appeared in the Wang Family's camp, each more brilliant and talented than the last, with staggering combat power.

As for Wang Mu,

Shi Huang had played an unconventional card and taken him away directly.

If Wang Mu wasn't dead, that would be one thing.

If he was dead, the Wang Family would surely go mad.

It was as if

they had been busy for so long without killing a single person who deserved to die. Instead, they had caused the situation to collapse instantly, starting the war with the Wang Family ahead of schedule?

What on earth were they doing?

"The damn Saint Advent Society is completely unreliable!"

"The only silver lining is that our Saint's Opportunity in the Heavenly Ruins is clearly not inferior to theirs!"

Jiang Baiyi looked down at his disciple, Ye Mo. A starry river phenomenon floated above Ye Mo's head as he fought with grand, sweeping movements. A casual palm strike would shake the mountains and ground, causing countless Soul Race members to die violent deaths. Satisfaction appeared in Jiang Baiyi's eyes.

Hearing this,

Xiao Chenzhou's expression turned strange: "But, among the people the Saint is killing, many are our own!"

Jiang Baiyi: "…"

Over the years, the Saint Advent Society had been developing secretly in the Northern Region, constantly corroding the major Sects from the inside out. They had long since become a significant force.

Especially with top-tier powers like the Absolute Beginning Holy Land and the Qiankun Holy Land turning a blind eye or even adding fuel to the fire.

Many Sects under their command had long since established ties with the Saint Advent Society.

In other words,

many of the experts from those forces were originally members of the Saint Advent Society.

In this operation,

these people were also part of the main force.

The rest were the actual Soul Race.

Including right now, several Earth Immortal level Soul Race experts on the battlefield were actually Human Race experts in disguise.

Disguised with the Saint Advent Society's unique methods, even fellow Earth Immortal Realm experts would find it hard to see through them.

This was also why those Human Race experts noticed their side's number of Earth Immortals had sharply decreased, guessing it was because the strange mist obscured their vision… Squelch!

She drove a short blade deep into the forehead of a Soul Race expert. Her once alluring peach-blossom eyes were now filled with a cold, murderous Aura: "Where did you take Wang Mu? Speak!!!"

The Soul Race expert struggled violently, "I… I don't know!"

Boom!

She tightened her grip and crushed him directly.

Then, her Divine Sense pierced into the remnant soul like a needle.

If he wouldn't speak,

she would find it herself!

After several consecutive attempts,

her eyes grew bloodshot, and her consciousness began to blur slightly.

The hand holding the blade also began to tremble.

"The souls of the Soul Race are different from those of Human Race Cultivators. Her Divine Soul power isn't strong enough. Performing such frantic soul searches in a short time carries the risk of her own Divine Soul collapsing!"

Dan Xuan noticed this and spoke up.

Hearing this, Lin Yan hurriedly urged: "Saintess Xiao, please take care of yourself!"

Xiao Wanmeng ignored him completely.

Instead, her slaughter became even more frenzied; she even abandoned all defense for pure offense.

"If anything happens to Little Mumu, I will make sure you all are buried with him!"

She stared at the Soul Race members filling the sky and spoke softly. Her voice wasn't loud, but her killing intent was incredibly thick.

At this moment,

an ancient Aura radiated from her body.

A flickering phantom of an ancient Dragon-Phoenix appeared behind her. Its terrifying pressure was like that of an ancient deity from the dawn of creation.

It caused everyone to look her way.

"Sister Wanmeng…" Little Nannan was startled out of her frenzied killing. Sensing this Aura, she looked at Xiao Wanmeng with considerable shock.

Even she felt a dense sense of danger from that Dragon-Phoenix phantom.

"Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline…"

Dan Xuan's pupils constricted. He was widely experienced and knew many ancient secrets, so he naturally understood the Origin of this Bloodline.

During the ancient era, every person who possessed the Dragon-Phoenix Bloodline was a supreme expert.

But as time passed, the Bloodline concentration of those who possessed it became lower and lower, and their achievements could no longer reach the heights of legend.

However, right now,

the Bloodline within Xiao Wanmeng's body was actually undergoing a slight mutation.

There were signs of purification and Atavism.

This was too shocking.

"Is this Bloodline very strong?" Lin Yan asked curiously.

"Have some confidence; you can remove the 'is' and the question mark!" Dan Xuan said with narrowed eyes. "In the ancient era, those races born of heaven and earth were all existences that could incite the envy of the heavens! The Dragon-Phoenix was a leader among them, hunting other Innate races for food!"

"Unfortunately, it's just a glimmer of a sign. To truly achieve Bloodline Atavism, there is still a long road ahead…"

Dan Xuan saw the crux of the problem. "Furthermore, for some reason, her Origin is deficient. It should have been caused after birth, making this path many times harder for her!"

It was also at this time

that a slight ripple appeared in the void.

Shortly after,

a figure slowly stepped out from the Northern Dark Holy Land's Flying Boat.

"This farce should just about be over!"

As the words fell,

the entire battlefield suddenly became quiet.

"Young Lord!"

"Wang Mu!"

"…"

Countless people turned their heads.

Wild joy erupted in the eyes of Little Nannan, Lin Yan, Xiao Wanmeng, and the others.

Li Yuanhua, who was covered in blood while fighting Soul Race experts, also let out a long howl toward the sky. As if having an outburst, he forced back the enemies in front of him.

Strangely,

the moment many of the Soul Race experts in the sky saw Wang Mu, they also subconsciously stopped and retreated, revealing their wariness.