Chapter 678 - 480: Mutual Destruction (Part 2)

Although this place is filled with opulent palaces, so luxurious that it seems unimaginable even with a lifetime’s experience.

Yet, besides this, there isn’t a single living person around.

Bodies are piled upon each other, with blood flowing like small streams.

Aside from this, there isn’t a single piece of clean land in sight.

By the luxurious clothing on these corpses, one can tell that these people were all either rich or noble.

Likely they were members of the Zhao Family.

Even the well-informed Hex Chengpi felt his scalp tingle: "What on earth happened here? How did they... all end up dead."

Yet Zheng Yi, amidst the turbulent Blood Qi, caught a hint of a familiar scent.

"You’ve really come, just didn’t expect to meet in such a way."

"Everyone." Zheng Yi turned to the rebel leaders: "From now on, the matter should no longer concern you."

"The Zhao Family’s bloodline is extinct; henceforth, this Cangyan Realm is yours."

"Who will ultimately prevail depends on your skills, but I hope you can carry forth those principles you’ve upheld along the way and not lose your true selves."

After speaking, Zheng Yi went alone into the Dragon Sect.

"My lord!"

"Teacher!"

Many wished to follow Zheng Yi inside.

However, the Dragon Sect suddenly collapsed, excluding everyone outside.

Zheng Yi seemed unaffected and continued toward the direction of the familiar scent.

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, even the lightning seemed stained with blood.

Crossing the vast square, Zheng Yi slowly walked into a magnificent hall.

Entering the hall, there were no bodies in sight.

Only the dragon throne in the center, standing like a small mountain, was exceptionally eye-catching.

On the dragon throne sat a small child, approximately seven or eight years old.

But half of his body was covered with what appeared to be flesh-like tissue, continuously writhing, with an eye the size of a child’s head, staring fixedly at Zheng Yi as he entered.

"Zheng Yi! What have you done to my descendants?" A furious roar echoed, that unending resentment pierced Zheng Yi’s mind like a needle.

The intense pain even made Zheng Yi’s vision blur.

"Never thought the famous Azure Moon Flame Emperor would end up looking neither human nor ghost."

The Azure Moon Flame Emperor gritted his teeth: "All thanks to your wicked deeds!"

He truly regretted it; what made him foolishly pull this guy into his Origin World back then?

This little brat, capable of evading pursuit from experts of the Nether Spirit Race during the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even managing to set traps that led to the death of his son, Huiyue Demon Venerable.

Over the years, Zheng Yi stirred up storms in Cangyan Realm, nearly uprooting the Zhao Family’s influence from it.

As the Zhao Family’s power waned, the Azure Moon Flame Emperor was horrified to find himself losing control over Cangyan Realm.

Once the Zhao Family was overthrown, he might completely lose his connection with Cangyan Realm.

Although his wounds weren’t yet completely healed, the Azure Moon Flame Emperor could no longer wait; he had to return to Cangyan Realm to stop this from happening.

As a master in the Enlightenment Stage, the Azure Moon Flame Emperor found returning to Cangyan Realm, which couldn’t contain his cultivation level, far from easy.

Helplessly, he had to lower his cultivation and sacrificed almost all Zhao Family members to descend upon the Cangyan Realm.

Now in the Zhao Family, aside from a few escaped and closest in bloodline descendants, not a single member remains alive.

"Thank you for your compliments, Flame Emperor. I am undeserving," seeing his former enemy Azure Moon Flame Emperor in such a state, Zheng Yi also felt secretly pleased.

"Prepare to die!"

On the frail little body, a long sword seemingly made of flesh enveloped his arm.

With each swing, even the shriek of a Resentful Soul penetrating the soul could be heard.

When the flesh sword swept past him, Zheng Yi felt as if his soul was about to be sucked away.

In a daze, a sword struck his chest.

The Azure Moon Flame Emperor thought he had succeeded, sneering smugly: "You’re now injured, your soul will be continuously eroded. Soon, without me needing to lift a finger, your soul will be completely torn apart, becoming a fool."

Yet, as he spoke, Huang Tingjian gradually sensed something amiss.

How could that guy clearly have taken his hit, yet not show any sign of injury?

Zheng Yi was also haunted with trepidation, the Azure Moon Flame Emperor truly was sinister.

The previous attack was precisely blocked by the Power of Faith.

Consuming vast amounts of the Power of Faith protected him from injury...

However, that Power of Faith could only withstand one more strike; in the coming battle, extreme caution was necessary.

"Odd, how come your moves don’t seem to have any effect on me? Perhaps you’re simply too weak?"

"Damn it, don’t be so smug. Take this!" Various bizarre souls continued emerging from the flesh sword.

These souls moved not swiftly but locked onto Zheng Yi securely. Once they got close to Zheng Yi, they would explode fiercely.

Not difficult to evade, but over time, their numbers grew increasingly abundant.

"You might dodge one, but can you dodge ten, or a hundred?" The Azure Moon Flame Emperor laughed maniacally.

Boom.

Zheng Yi, momentarily distracted, was caught in the explosive chaos.

As the smoke cleared, Zheng Yi’s clothes were already in tatters. Though not severely injured, blood still seeped from the corner of his mouth.