Chapter 1992 - 1975: Dayan Ancient Clan

"Taboo Karma... has erupted?" Xiao Ye’s whole body trembled.

At that very moment, a sudden mutation arose.

Crash!

The originally silent void violently shook, as if gods and buddhas of All Heavens were howling long, causing the entire Slaughter Blood Major World to quake.

Boom!

Only to see the blood?washed Bloodshed Sacred City shudder, whether it was the Martial Artists of the Blood Slaying Clan or those broken ruins, in this instant all were inch by inch annihilated.

The Semi-Saint corpse of the Blood Slaying Clan beneath the white Giant Tower suddenly soared to the heavens, a strand of obsession erupting, actually attempting to guard the Bloodshed Sacred City.

Bam!

Yet this corpse had only just shot skyward when it was crushed with irresistible force, turning into Nihility.

Xiao Ye was forced to rise into the air, leaving the Bloodshed Sacred City, entering the Universe, whereupon his pupils constricted.

Because in the Universe, a colossal crescent moon suddenly appeared.

This crescent was so vast it could not be measured, as though it had torn through Time itself to arrive, suppressing the Slaughter Blood Major World, making the Sun and Moon and Stars all lose their brilliance.

This was a spectacular scene; if someone were to paint it, it would surely shake eternity.

Moonlight flowed like water, blooming and coursing through this Heaven and Earth, sealing this region; even those who had forged the Foundation of Saint Dao and walked the path of Semi-Saint and Quasi-Saint could no longer tear open the void.

"Xiao Ye brat, a tree that stands above the forest will be destroyed by the Wind."

"My Forbidden Ancient Clan once stood at the Absolute Peak among the Human Clan, and thus drew the hostility of many powers within the Human Clan."

"And another Ancient Clan—the Dayan Ancient Clan—was the true culprit that brought about our Forbidden Ancient Clan’s decline, and is also the Cause and Effect of my Forbidden Ancient Clan."

"The Dayan Crescent is the emblem of the Dayan Ancient Clan."

"You have now, using the Taichu Ancient Scripture, transformed into a Semi-Saint, with Combat Power soaring to the heavens. They can no longer sit still—they intend to execute you."

The Time Great Saint’s voice, filled with hatred, came from within the Time Rain Stone, revealing a long?buried past.

"Dayan Ancient Clan!" On hearing this, Xiao Ye’s Soul quivered.

He understood well that the Human Clan, among the Ten Thousand Clans of the Three Thousand Great Realms, was one of the most powerful Species. With Eras piled upon Eras, countless mighty forces had arisen within the Human Clan.

And the most powerful forces among the Human Clan were known as the Ancient Clans!

Everything became clear.

No wonder this Taboo Karma even made the Taixu Great Saint somewhat fearful; only after he defeated the Great Realm Envoy did the latter lead him into the Taixu Saint Realm for Cultivation...

No wonder the Time Great Saint was unwilling to speak much of Yue Qianqiu’s origins...

It was all because of the Dayan Ancient Clan!

"Xiao Ye, originally my clan did not wish to create more slaughter. We planned to spare you, so we sent me to participate in this Starry Sky Secret Realm trial."

"Who would have thought you would actually break through to the Half-Saint Realm—then you cannot blame me."

"Besides, with those Martial Artists of the Blood Slaying Clan waiting ahead for you, you will not be lonely on the Netherworld road."

At this moment, Yue Qianqiu bathed in the moonlight, seeming quite regretful.

"You think this is enough to kill me?"

Xiao Ye’s gaze fell upon that gigantic crescent, upon which ten majestic figures stood.

Their entire bodies flowed with radiant treasure light, crescent moons hanging at their brows, Destructive World Halos circling them. They were all Quasi-Saint Level experts, whom Xiao Ye had long since noticed.

"Ten Quasi-Saints are more than enough to kill you. To send more would be uneconomical and unnecessary." Yue Qianqiu spoke with great seriousness.

"Then I’ll kill you first, as repayment for the kindness of the Slaughter Blood Saint." With a sudden low shout, Xiao Ye hurled a punch toward Yue Qianqiu, terrifying Half-Saint Power surging through the Nine Heavens.

He had already calmed down.

Since the matter had come to pass, he would face it head?on.

Though the Dayan Ancient Clan was terrifying without limit, only ten Quasi-Saints had revealed themselves; he was not without the strength to fight.

"You impudent whelp!"

"Though Yue Qianqiu is but a collateral descendant of my clan, he once bore my clan’s radiance. How can we tolerate your strike?"

...

However, before Xiao Ye’s attack could reach Yue Qianqiu, furious shouts suddenly resounded across Heaven and Earth. The ten figures upon the crescent swept forth, their terrifying aura like mountains and seas, blasting Xiao Ye away.

In that instant, the distant experts from various Great Realms all felt their hearts quake; even the always overbearing Semi-Saints and Quasi-Saints of the Sky Demon Clan maintained silence.

This place had been Sealed; they could not leave, yet dared not voice the slightest complaint.

The reason was simple.

The strongest power of the Human Clan had made its move, sealing this space to completely slaughter Xiao Ye.

Let alone them—even a Realm Master of a Great Realm would not dare utter a word.

"Alas!"

The Quasi-Saints and Semi-Saints of the Void Great Realm all sighed, only Ghost Fire and the others wore faces of utter despair.

...

"Xiao Ye, savor this well. You want to kill me, but you no longer have that chance." Yue Qianqiu’s figure retreated rapidly, a trace of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

He seemed calm and composed, yet in truth he hated Xiao Ye to the marrow. After all, if not for the many trump cards he possessed back then, he would already have been blasted to death by Xiao Ye.

"I want to kill you; these ten Quasi-Saints may not be able to stop me. Perhaps today, the Dayan Ancient Clan will lose ten Quasi-Saints because of this!"

Xiao Ye’s figure came to a halt, his gaze blazing.

After stepping into the Half-Saint Realm, though he had fought powerful foes, his advantage had been too great—he had won without exerting himself fully.

Moreover, he had spent half a year Refining vast quantities of Cosmic Spiritual Treasures to stabilize his Realm.

Boom!

As Xiao Ye’s voice fell, boundless Tai Chu Spiritual Power surged skyward, cramming this Heaven and Earth, its terrifying ripples violently rolling, stirring the Nine Heavens.

The Tai Chu Spirit Flower appeared, its three Ye Zi unleashing endless Dao Rhythm, the Holy Fruit in the center emitting hazy Chaotic Light. Alongside Xiao Ye, who had unleashed his full Combat Power, it charged at those ten Quasi-Saints.

"What Saint Dao has this youth walked? How can a mere Half-Saint Realm possess such Holy Rhythm?"

"What terrifying Half-Saint Power—this can already battle Quasi-Saints, can it not?"

"This child is too monstrous; he truly cannot be allowed to live!"

...

Facing Xiao Ye’s domineering strike, the ten Quasi-Saints were all greatly startled, feeling as though they were clashing with a true Quasi-Saint. Whether it was Xiao Ye’s Half-Saint Power or the aura emanating from that nascent Holy Fruit, both left them deeply shocked.

"Yue Qianqiu, I said it before—these ten Quasi-Saints may not be able to stop me." Xiao Ye’s eyes turned icy as he drew out a Space Ring.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

At once, Quasi-Saint aura soared to the heavens. Nine Weapons, radiating brilliant Divine Radiance, tore through the skies and emerged, making the hearts of those ten Quasi-Saints all lurch.

These were precisely the nine Quasi-Saint Artifacts Xiao Ye had obtained on the Burial Artifact Continent, each incomparably terrifying, bearing power accumulated across the ages.

"Senior Slaughter Blood Saint, if you still possess Spirit, then watch with your own eyes as this junior avenges the slaughter of your clan!"

Xiao Ye, like a Demon God, gripped the Heavenly Desolate Tripod in his left hand and a Heavenly Blade in his right, and with a long howl charged to kill those ten Quasi-Saints.