Chapter 507: Eternal Night Approaches, Twilight of the Gods

Even those crazed, bloodthirsty corpse puppets actually stopped their movements upon hearing this voice.

As if they had encountered an existence that made their Souls tremble, they knelt on the ground one after another, shivering toward that direction.

A path automatically parted within the tide of corpses.

Everyone watched that direction in terror.

A figure dressed in black robes slowly walked out from the darkness.

He walked very slowly, yet also extremely fast.

In just a few steps, he had already crossed a distance of several thousand miles and arrived before the crowd.

The young man before them looked incredibly demonic.

His skin was so pale it lacked a single trace of color, and his long hair, as black as ink, was draped casually over his shoulders.

His eyes had no whites; they were completely deep black, like two black holes capable of swallowing Souls.

At the center of his brow was a black crescent moon mark, emitting a suffocatingly evil aura.

He didn't release any pressure, but standing there, he seemed like the center of this world, the Dominator of this endless darkness.

Even the surrounding Space Law was actively submitting to him.

“So these are the so-called Prodigies of this generation?”

The young man stopped his pace, his gaze sweeping over the tens of thousands of people present.

His voice was very light and cold, carrying a high-and-mighty playfulness.

“Too weak.”

“So weak that I don't even have the desire to act.”

The entire scene was dead silent.

No one dared to speak.

Even someone as arrogant as Xuanyuan Lan was now completely tense, as if facing a great enemy.

Because from this black-robed youth, he felt an aura that made him feel despair.

That was… an Immortal Emperor!

And not an ordinary Immortal Emperor, but the kind of terrifying existence that had killed his way out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, possessing a complete Demonic Path!

“Who are you?!”

Dongfang Yan gritted his teeth, forcing himself to ask.

The black-robed youth turned his head and gave him a single glance.

Just one glance.

Dongfang Yan's hundred-foot-tall true flame body went 'poof,' like a candle flame blown out by the wind, instantly dissipating.

His entire person felt as if struck by lightning; he spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood and knelt directly on the ground.

“An ant is also worthy of asking my name?”

The youth said indifferently.

He raised his hand and made a gentle grasping motion toward the void.

“However, since you are all going to die, I'll let you be ghosts who understand why.”

“Remember this.”

“I am Night Without Trace.”

“Young Palace Lord of the Eternal Night Demon Palace.”

Boom—!!!

As soon as these words were spoken, they exploded in everyone's minds like Nine Heavens thunder.

Eternal Night Demon Palace!

That terrifying force from legends that once ruled the entire Primordial Divine Land and viewed all living beings as food!

They… actually still existed?!

Moreover, they had even sent someone to sneak into the Heaven-Reaching Immortal Path?!

Despair.

Total despair.

If facing the tide of corpses still offered a glimmer of hope, then facing the Young Lord of the Eternal Night Demon Palace—facing a living Immortal Emperor—they didn't even have the qualification to resist.

Zhou Chen hid at the very back of the crowd, his eyes narrowing slightly.

He looked at Night Without Trace, who was acting incredibly pretentious, as the System panel before his eyes flickered wildly.

[Name: Night Without Trace]

[fate: Nine-Colored (Eternal Night Demon Seed)]

[Realm: Immortal Emperor Realm Fifth Layer]

[Recent Opportunity: Blood sacrifice thirty thousand Prodigies on the Fourth Great Path to awaken the slumbering 'Asura Demon Sword.' Using this as a catalyst, open a shortcut to the Ninth Great Path and smelt all Inscriptions into Blood Inscriptions.]

“Immortal Emperor Fifth Layer…”

Zhou Chen licked his lips.

This was indeed a tough one.

Stronger than any previous opponent.

However…

“Blood sacrifice thirty thousand Prodigies?”

Zhou Chen glanced at the shivering leeks around him.

These were all his reserve food; how could he let this Devil Head swallow them all in one go?

“Trying to steal my business?”

Zhou Chen's fingers lightly tapped the hilt of the qingping sword.

“That won't do.”

Night Without Trace was in no hurry to act.

The pleasure of watching his prey struggle in despair was something he quite enjoyed.

“Don't look at me like that.”

A cruel arc curved at the corner of Night Without Trace's mouth: “Actually, I didn't want to act so early. The only blame is that you all walk too slowly.”

“To avoid delaying my itinerary, I'll just have to borrow your blood.”

After saying that.

He slowly raised his right hand.

Within his palm, a cluster of black demonic fire flickered.

That demonic fire had no temperature, yet it caused the surrounding space to constantly collapse and reorganize.

“Who will be first?”

His gaze wandered through the crowd.

Finally, it stopped in a corner.

There, a somewhat wretched figure was curled up in the shadows, trying to reduce his presence.

It was exactly Ji Feng, whose Opportunity had been snatched by Zhou Chen on the Third Great Path and who had fled after being heavily injured.

He had finally managed to suppress his injuries with a secret technique and sneak into the Fourth Great Path, thinking of finding a place to hide and heal, only to unluckily run into this mess.

Now that he was targeted by Night Without Trace, Ji Feng only felt cold all over, as if a poisonous snake were wrapped around his neck.

“The aura on your body is somewhat interesting.”

Night Without Trace looked at Ji Feng, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes: “Law of Wind? Although it's very weak, it can barely be used for the sword sacrifice.”

“Come here.”

He gave a gentle beckoning wave toward Ji Feng.

An irresistible suction instantly enveloped Ji Feng.

“No!”

Ji Feng screamed in terror.

He desperately channeled the remaining immortal power in his body, trying to break free from this restraint.

But before the absolute power of an Immortal Emperor Fifth Layer, his resistance seemed so pale and weak.

Swoosh—

Ji Feng's body flew uncontrollably toward Night Without Trace.

Like a little chick delivering itself to the door.

“Let me go! I am the Ji Family Young Lord! You cannot kill me!”

Ji Feng roared hysterically: “My Old Ancestor is an Immortal Emperor! If you kill me, the Ji Family will not let you go!”

“Ji Family?”

Night Without Trace chuckled, as if he had heard some kind of joke.

“Is this all that's left of the Eight Great Immortal Emperor Clans of back then?”

“Never mind you, even if your family's Old Ancestor came personally, he would have to speak to me while kneeling.”

Before his voice had even faded.

Night Without Trace's palm had already seized Ji Feng's throat.

Crack.

A crisp sound.

Ji Feng's throat bone was directly crushed.

But he did not die.

As a Tenth Layer Immortal King powerhouse, this kind of physical injury wouldn't take his life.

The true horror was only just beginning.

“Ah—!!!”

Ji Feng suddenly let out an extremely shrill scream.

Countless black tentacles extended from Night Without Trace's fingers, piercing directly into Ji Feng's body.

Those tentacles seemed to be sucking something, wriggling frantically.

Ji Feng's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His Essence Blood, immortal power, and even his Soul were being forcibly extracted.

“This taste is not bad.”

Night Without Trace closed his eyes, revealing a look of pure intoxication.

As for Ji Feng, he could no longer even let out a scream.

His eyes bulged, filled with bloodshot veins, and were brimming with despair and regret.

Why?

Why was it always me who was unlucky?

On the Third Great Path, my Opportunity was snatched by that guy named Lin Dong, and I was heavily injured.

After finally escaping, I ran into this Devil Head using me to initiate his sacrifice.

What sin did I commit to deserve this!