Chapter 1026: Giving it my all

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Da Chu seemed to be enveloped by thunder, with rumbling sounds shaking the heavens and earth.

In Nan Chu, the Tian Mo armies surged madly towards the city walls, the battle raging with horrific casualties as Da Chu cultivators suffered heavy losses.

In Bei Chu, the land heaved and trembled like a turbulent sea. From a bird's-eye view, the 90,000-strong Da Chu expeditionary force appeared tiny amidst the 90 million Tian Mo troops.

Yet, this force of 90,000 fought like a peerless divine sword, radiating unmatched divine might as they pierced straight into the northern void. Nothing could block their path, scattering the Tian Mo armies in disarray.

"Trash!" With a thunderous roar, Shi Xue Mo Jun descended from the void, wrapped in a vast sea of blood.

"War!" From behind the Da Chu expeditionary force, two figures charged out, also enveloped in surging blood seas, intercepting Shi Xue Mo Jun. Upon closer inspection, they were Shi Hun Wang and Xue Wang. These two supreme kings joined forces to battle Shi Xue Mo Jun, ascending to the ethereal skies.

"Hmph!" Lei Mo Jun snorted coldly and strode across the void, his palm blotting out the sky as he instantly crushed nine Da Chu quasi-heaven realm experts.

"Who dares bully Da Chu!" Mo Wang Kui Yu Jiang roared like ancient thunder, manifesting his colossal demonic form and gripping the Lu Tian battle spear. Side by side with Yao Wang, they confronted Lei Mo Jun. The three-way battle was immensely grand, its aftershocks alone turning swaths of Tian Mo into blood mist.

Yan Mo Jun also joined the fight, his body like the scorching sun of the nine heavens, sweeping forth with a sea of world-ending flames.

"I'll handle this!" Wu Zhou Wang thundered, swinging his war spear and charging at Yan Mo Jun. At the same time, Gui Wang rushed in, the two teaming up against him.

"A bunch of ants!" Jiu You Mo Jun snorted coldly, his presence overwhelmingly majestic as he stepped across the skies, treading on ancient bones. Behind him loomed a realm of nine underworld enemies, binding the souls of millions in wailing agony.

"War!" You Ming Yan Luo Wang roared like thunder, charging defiantly heavenward. Joining him was ***, the two supreme kings—both masters of manipulating dead bodies, much like Jiu You Mo Jun—engaged in a sprawling battle that covered the skies.

Feng Mo Jun arrived next, his form like a hurricane sweeping across the heavens and earth, every wisp of wind as heavy as a mountain.

"What harm in one more fight!" Tian Zong Lao Zu, Du Gu Ao, Zhong Jiang, and Zhong Kui ascended to the heavens, the four uniting to face Feng Mo Jun.

"How dare you rampage beneath the Tian Mo pillar!" Di Mo Jun's voice was icy to the bone as he shattered the void with a step, striding on a river of demonic blood and sha, exuding an aura of world destruction. His blood-red eyes gleamed like divine orbs, flickering with ghostly light and radiating thunder.

Buzz!

The heavens buzzed as Dao Huang and Ou Yang Wang crossed the skies, blocking Di Mo Jun's devastating assault.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The epic battle erupted in an instant. The zones around the Mo Jun were true realms of death; within tens of thousands of zhang, no one dared enter except those locked in combat.

Thus, all the major Mo Jun had joined the fight, save for Tian Nü Mo Jun, who guarded the colossal Tian Mo pillar. She stood like a supreme queen, silently watching the brutal bloodshed. Her expression showed no human emotion, as if the world's chaos could not stir the slightest ripple in her heart.

"Kill!" Ye Chen's roar still shook the heavens. By now, the Da Chu expeditionary force behind him had dwindled from 90,000 to less than 3,000 amidst the world-shaking slaughter, just as they had anticipated—this was a path of no return.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Blooms of blood flowers continued to unfurl, their splendor tinged with sorrow.

Da Chu's expeditionary force fell one by one on their charge, even quasi-heaven realm experts reduced to ants against 90 million Tian Mo, vanishing in an instant.

Boom!

Soon, a thunderous roar echoed through the vast skies.

Xue Wang self-detonated his body, directing all the force at Shi Xue Mo Jun. Already gravely wounded, Shi Xue Mo Jun could not halt his momentum before Shi Hun Wang struck, embracing him and offering his soul as a blood sacrifice. His entire being ignited in flames of utter destruction.

"No... no!" Shi Xue Mo Jun's eyes bulged in terror, fully sensing the annihilating power surging from Shi Hun Wang—a force that could reduce his already battered form to ash.

"We shall be kings in the next life!" Shi Hun Wang laughed wildly, his face twisted in ferocity. His aged eyes, now murky, held traces of relief, resentment, sorrow for the mortal world, and fury towards the heavens.

He self-detonated his body, dragging Shi Xue Mo Jun into the underworld.

"In this life, we have no regrets before heaven and earth!" Another bout of laughter rang through the dim night. Mo Wang Kui Yu Jiang and Yao Wang self-detonated as well, their kingly auras dominating the eight directions as they laughed freely and fought Lei Mo Jun to the death.

"Da Chu will triumph!" Following them, the blood-soaked Wu Zhou Wang and Gui Wang gave everything, burning their life souls and remaining lifespan. One embraced Yan Mo Jun's body, the other his legs.

These two supreme kings neared ultimate transcendence, expending their last ounce of strength before self-detonating.

"No!" Yan Mo Jun roared, trying to flee, but death's grasp enveloped him. The lofty Yan Mo Jun turned to ash bit by bit amidst his screams, scattering across the heavens and earth.

"Soul sacrifice!" You Ming Yan Luo Wang uttered a soft command, his soul leaving his body. This might be his first and last time speaking. Merging with ***, whose soul had also departed, they transformed into a divine soul sword and plunged into Jiu You Mo Jun's sea of consciousness.

"Ah!" Jiu You Mo Jun roared, clutching his head as his face and body contorted in agony. His soul, entwined by *** and You Ming Yan Luo Wang's runes, exploded in an instant, extinguishing his life soul.

Thus, another supreme Mo Jun fell, truly living up to his title of Jiu You as he descended into the nine underworlds.

With that, all the kings of Da Chu's generations had perished.

They were once kings who could swallow the eight directions, vying with Da Chu's emperors for dominion. But the heavens were unjust, leaving them with lifetimes of regret.

Through the ages, across countless cycles of sea and mulberry fields, they forgot time and set aside their kingly pride, living like dogs for that pitiful ultimate cultivation.

They were weary and finally free. All their resentment and regrets, fury and grudges, dissolved with the glorious days of old into fleeting clouds, becoming scarred myths.

"Master, your disciple has come!" Zhong Jiang and Zhong Kui roared, like the generations of kings before them, offering their souls as blood sacrifices to gain their peak power since beginning the dao.

Tian Zong Lao Zu and Du Gu Ao did the same, facing death with ease and laughing joyfully, their bodies ablaze with flames and entwined with thunder. Joining Zhong Jiang and Zhong Kui, they sealed Feng Mo Jun before everything exploded into pure force.

"No!" Feng Mo Jun bellowed, his body drenched in blood as he rampaged madly, but he could not escape doom. With Zhong Jiang and the others' self-detonation, he turned to ash.

"Boundless divine tribulation!" The blood-drenched Dao Huang and Ou Yang Wang thundered, combining to unleash a forbidden divine art of no return, sacrificing their souls to form a sword that could sever the heavens and destroy the earth.

"I refuse to believe!" Di Mo Jun roared viciously, sacrificing his lifespan to conjure a protective barrier.

Yet, it was all in vain. The barrier could not withstand the heaven-cleaving sword, and his life soul was instantly obliterated. The mighty Di Mo Jun was slain on the spot.

Dao Huang Sui Heng and Chu Hai divine warrior Ou Yang Wang, two myths of Da Chu, plummeted from the void, their bodies dissipating mid-fall. Their turbid old eyes gazed upon the blood-red world, revealing a final weary and world-weary smile.

Now, of the Tian Mo Emperor's subordinates, only Tian Nü Mo Jun remained, as all others had been wiped out.

But to eliminate them, Da Chu had paid a bloody price: the kings of past generations, the two great myths, Du Gu Ao, Tian Zong Lao Zu, Zhong Jiang, Zhong Kui, Zhong Li, and so many more had fallen.

Gazing at this blood-soaked world from the Tian Xuan Gate's grand hall and the huan Tian water curtain, Dong Huang Tai Xin and the others fell silent.

They were Da Chu's guardian deities, meant to fight the Tian Mo, yet due to various reasons, a Da Chu force without even heaven realm experts had charged ahead for them. It was a stark and ironic tragedy.