Chapter 1030: Swallowing Heaven, Silent Pill

Chapter 1030: Tun Tian Ji Dan

The night was pitch black, and the wind howled fiercely.

In the devastated world, it seemed as if ancient funeral music echoed, carrying a sense of sorrow and tragedy.

Ye Chen held Chu Ling'er tightly in his arms, unwilling to let go.

Another woman had died in his embrace, killed because of him. The fleeting romance brought by the He Huan San had turned into a wisp of vanishing mist amid countless wounds, and in this life, Chu Ling'er was gone forever.

Figures from all directions rushed in, seeing Ye Chen, covered in blood, holding Chu Ling'er's fading form. Their bodies trembled, and many were already in tears.

The 90,000-strong Da Chu expeditionary force had set out, but only Ye Chen returned alive. All others, except Chu Ling'er, had perished in Bei Chu, including many who were their closest kin.

This battle was a devastating defeat. The 90,000 Quasi-Heaven Realm warriors had been nearly wiped out, yet they still failed to destroy the Qing Tian Mo Zhu.

However, everyone knew that Ye Chen's decision had been correct, for they had truly reached the base of the Qing Tian Mo Zhu. Had the Tian Mo Da Di not descended, the Da Chu expeditionary force would surely have succeeded.

The heavenly demons are attacking the city again!The heavenly demons are attacking the city again!

Amid the grief, shouts like crashing waves came from the direction of Nan Chu's city walls.

Then came thunderous booms that shook the earth, as a vast army of heavenly demons, like an ocean, surged toward Nan Chu's city walls once more.

Kill!Kill!Kill!

Ye Chen, drenched in blood and gore, suddenly stood up, gripping his bloodstained sword and roaring hysterically. His eyes, which should have been deep and boundless, were now blood-red, his expression twisted and savage.

Yet, after staggering only three or five steps, he collapsed headlong.

He was gravely injured. Even though the Hun Dun Shen Ding and Chu Ling'er had blocked the Tian Mo Di's attacks, his foundation had still been damaged, affecting the origin of his Sheng Ti and his vital soul.

Ah!

Zhuge Lao Tou Er stepped forward in an instant, caught Ye Chen, and vanished with him from the spot.

The descendants of the emperors also sprang into action, returning to their respective territories to stand guard against any heavenly demon incursions.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Nan Chu, which had only just quieted down, was once again enveloped in deafening roars.

Looking into the distance, the heavenly demons were like a dark ocean, churning with terrifying waves and crashing repeatedly against Nan Chu's city walls, determined to overwhelm and devour the land.

Kill!

The cultivators of Da Chu fought fearlessly, with groups falling on the walls, only for more to charge forward. It was a wall built from mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

How interesting!

In the void above Bei Zhen Cang Yuan, the Tian Mo Da Di lounged on his throne, one hand propping up his cheek, watching the south with great interest, as if he could see the battlefield in Nan Chu from over eight million li away.

They were destined to win this war, for Da Chu had no one who could match him. If he joined the fight, Nan Chu's city walls would crumble in an instant.

However, as an emperor, he had no desire to battle mere ants—it lacked any challenge. He preferred to be a spectator, relishing the sight of people struggling desperately yet ultimately meeting defeat.

"Pass the order: Anyone who slays the Huang Gu Sheng Ti will be rewarded with a strand of imperial blood."

The Tian Mo Da Di spoke casually.

"As you command." The Tian Nu Mo Jun dared not disobey, raising her jade hand and pointing a finger into the ethereal void. That finger transformed into a divine sound that echoed endlessly through the heavens and earth, reaching the entire army of heavenly demons.

Imperial blood?

Everyone who heard it had their eyes blazing with fiery excitement.

Imperial blood was the blood of an emperor! It was like the ultimate divine medicine, containing the laws of the emperor's dao, a supreme treasure. Absorbing a strand was equivalent to a thousand years of cultivation—a stroke of incredible fortune.

Kill!

The heavenly demon soldiers and generals roared thunderously, charging forward like madmen possessed, fighting with reckless abandon.

Things were different now from before. Of the eleven Mo Jun under the Tian Mo throne, ten had fallen, meaning every demon general present had a chance to become one. To rise to Mo Jun required absolute strength.

So, they were all desperately showcasing themselves, for the Tian Mo Da Di was watching from the void.

Moreover, there was the reward of a strand of imperial blood, a honor beyond measure. Once obtained, their status would instantly rise to equal that of the Tian Nu Mo Jun.

Kill!

The heavenly demon generals went berserk, each one fighting like they were fueled by frenzy.

The battle was unimaginably brutal.

The heavenly demon army breached Nan Chu's city walls several times, but each time, the Da Chu cultivators drove them back.

Meanwhile, Zhuge Lao Tou Er had brought Ye Chen to the Tian Ting headquarters and placed him in a spiritual pool formed from various divine medicines.

Ah!

Zhuge Lao Tou Er sighed again and turned to leave.

From the start, Da Chu had been at a disadvantage against the heavenly demons, and the loss of the 90,000 Quasi-Heaven Realm warriors only made things worse. He had no time to tend to Ye Chen, as he was one of the few Quasi-Heaven Realm experts left in Da Chu. He needed to fight; there was no retreat.

After he left, the water in the spiritual pool began to boil, surging with radiant colors.

Then, centered on Ye Chen's body, a vortex formed. It was the Tun Tian Mo Gong activating on its own, turning his body into a bottomless pit. The essence of the spiritual pool poured into him through every pore, nourishing his limbs, organs, and the origin of his Sheng Ti.

Immediately, Ye Chen's shattered golden Sheng Ti began to heal at a visible speed, his dominant regenerative power bringing him back to life.

Roar! Roar!

Within Ye Chen, the sound of dragon roars echoed—it was the intertwining of his bloodline power, Zhan Long will, and Dan Zu Long Hun.

Buzz!

As the roars sounded, a purple light orb flew out from Ye Chen's embrace.

Upon closer inspection, it was a spirit pearl containing half a purple pill: the Tian Ji Dan.

Crack!

In the next instant, the spirit pearl shattered, and the half Tian Ji Dan exploded as well. A Heaven Realm aura surged forth, its immense power roaring out and madly flooding into Ye Chen's body.

Breakthrough! Breakthrough!

In his subconscious, Ye Chen's soul was roaring.

The two gates appeared again. Crossing the first would mean Quasi-Heaven perfection, and crossing the second would mean the Heaven Realm.

Ye Chen threw everything into it, charging frantically, but failed time and again. The gates seemed right before him, yet they were as distant as a dream—a chasm that could trap one for life.

Though unconscious, tears of blood streamed down his face.

He needed to cross that gate, to reach Quasi-Heaven perfection, to achieve full Sheng Ti maturity. Only then could he stand equal to an emperor and possess the power to rival the Tian Mo Da Di.

Breakthrough! Breakthrough!

In the Tian Xuan Men grand hall, Fu Ya's eyes were blood-red as he stared at the Huan Tian Shui Mu, his heart roaring madly.

Dong Huang Tai Xin stood beside him, her long hair matted with blood, her face pale and bloodless. Like Fu Ya, she stared fixedly at the Huan Tian Shui Mu, hoping that the young man who had never disappointed them could create another miracle.

For Da Chu, this war was brutally fierce.

For Tian Xuan Men, it was no different.

To suppress the Tian Mo Da Di's cultivation, the people of Tian Xuan Men had sacrificed their Yuan Shen and offered up the Zhu Tian Lun Hui. From 90 million, only a few thousand remained—a loss beyond comprehension, a tragedy unmatched.

Tian Xuan Men had given everything to suppress the Tian Mo Da Di's power, fighting for a sliver of hope for Da Chu.

In the face of despair, that sliver held infinite possibilities.

In a life-or-death crisis, if Da Chu could produce a Heaven Realm expert, they might still turn the tide.

But Tian Xuan Men knew that this era was too soon after Chen Huang's passing. The seal of Chen Huang's dao made it nearly impossible for any Da Chu cultivator to advance to the Heaven Realm or become an emperor.

However, just because no one could reach the Heaven Realm didn't mean Da Chu had no one to rival the Tian Mo Da Di.

The heavens were fair, granting Da Chu the Huang Gu Sheng Ti. A fully matured Huang Gu Sheng Ti could match an emperor in battle—this was their hope, even if Ye Chen was only half of one.