Chapter 1850: The Demise of Teng Snake

In the Teng She ancestral land, Teng She Lao Zu roared with fury. His hair was disheveled, and his face was twisted into a grotesque mask, like a vengeful ghost or a demon. His appearance was terrifying and ominous.

"Retribution? How dare your Teng She clan speak of retribution?" Yan Huang snorted coldly and struck down Teng She's physical body with a single sword.

"When you slaughtered the beings of the heavens, why didn't you mention retribution?" Tai Wang bellowed, swinging his axe and sending Teng She flying through the air.

"One day, my clan's crown prince will lay waste to Da Chu." Even with only his yuan shen remaining, Teng She Lao Zu continued to roar. "I will watch from the nine heavens as Da Chu falls."

"Da Chu is waiting." Dong Huang Tai's expression was icy as he swung his sword, unleashing an immortal river that destroyed Teng She Lao Zu's yuan shen.

"Make it quick," Chu Huang said, his voice shaking the heavens as he gripped his di bing and charged toward the east, unleashing a massacre.

The Da Chu quasi-emperors divided into eight teams, charging in all directions. They struck without discrimination, their swords rising and falling without mercy.

They were like gods of death, harvesting lives with no pity, only ruthless slaughter.

The Teng She clan was defeated, with no hope of recovery. From the quasi-emperors to the heaven realm cultivators, none could escape their fate of being exterminated.

Screams of agony pierced the air, like the wails of vengeful ghosts. They shook hearts as one Teng She after another bled into the sky. Groups of figures turned into blood mist, filled with anger, resentment, and sorrow.

The scene was horrifying, making onlookers from all sides tremble in fear. It was no longer an immortal domain but a bloody hell.

"That's intense," Chi Yang Zi muttered, his heart pounding. Even with the mindset of a quasi-emperor, he was truly startled.

"It's all retribution." Many people had tears in their eyes, survivors from forces that had been massacred by the Teng She.

"Do you think, now that Da Chu's giants have wiped out the Teng She, they might go after the other Hong Huang great clans as well?" an old quasi-emperor stroked his chin thoughtfully.

This remark energized people from all sides.

Da Chu possessed a hundred di bing, an unprecedentedly powerful force. With such a formidable backing, if they were in the mood, they might just take on the other Hong Huang great clans too.

At that moment, many were silently praying that the five great forbidden zones wouldn't recall the di bing too soon.

The Hong Huang were terrifying and committed acts that outraged both heaven and earth. They dared not fight the heavenly demons but specialized in causing trouble for their own kind.

Clans like that were best exterminated entirely, bringing peace to the heavens. With them stirring chaos, no one knew how many would suffer.

"Compared to that, I want to know where Ye Chen is?" Tian Shuo glanced at the void but couldn't see through the black hole.

At his words, cultivators from all sides looked up in unison. Ye Chen had taken the emperor's corpse and hadn't emerged for so long.

Little did they know, Ye Chen wasn't refusing to come out; he was trapped in the black hole.

His condition was truly alarming. His body was covered in blood, especially his eyes, which were dim and lifeless, with fresh blood trickling from them. His face was pale and bloodless.

To seize the emperor's corpse, he had paid a heavy price.

The emperor's body was incredibly burdensome. He had expended all his reincarnation pupil power and suffered severe backlash, nearly damaging his yuan shen.

It was only thanks to the di bing's enhancement, which strengthened his reincarnation pupil power, that he could take the emperor's corpse with his level of cultivation.

As for the emperor's corpse, it was eerily still, sitting cross-legged in the black hole with its eyes tightly shut, unmoving like a statue. It was ancient beyond measure, covered in dust from head to toe.

Ye Chen didn't dare get too close and had concealed the di bing's aura.

The reason he went to such lengths to seize the emperor's corpse was his fear that the pressure from the hundred di bing might awaken its intelligence, giving rise to the emperor's spirit.

As before, the emperor's corpse itself wasn't frightening; what was terrifying was an emperor's corpse with awakened intelligence, which would be comparable to a half-emperor.

The heavens' half-emperors were not on the same level as the heavenly demon half-emperors. They weren't suppressed by the heavens, and if one went berserk, even with a hundred di bing, Da Chu would suffer heavy losses.

"I need to get out first." Ye Chen glanced at the Teng She emperor's corpse one last time before sitting down cross-legged to calm his mind.

To escape this spatial black hole, he needed the great reincarnation heavenly dao—in other words, to restore his reincarnation eye's pupil power.

With a wave of his hand, a illusory eye manifested, made of heavenly eye origins that he had collected along the way.

The fastest way to restore pupil power was through the origins of other special eye pupils, which could be refined into his own origin pupil power.

He merged one illusory eye after another into his eyes. The reincarnation mark spun, refining the pupil power and making it his own. Though it was a small amount, it added up.

As each eye merged, his reincarnation pupil power slowly recovered, filling his eye sockets.

After the last eye had merged, he let out a long breath and slowly stood up, stretching lazily.

His pupil power wasn't fully restored, but it was enough to support using the heavenly dao. His priority was to escape, not stay here.

In his final moment before leaving, he looked back at the distant emperor's corpse.

The great emperor ruled over all spirits; even in death, with only the corpse remaining, it still commanded awe across the eight wastelands, inspiring reverence in the world.

His actions today weren't deliberately targeted at the Teng She emperor's corpse.

It was simply because the descendants of the Teng She emperor were too cruel and heartless, tarnishing the emperor's glory and chilling the hearts of the common people.

This was karma and retribution. Having sown evil seeds, they had to reap the bitter fruits—a stark, present-world consequence.

Ye Chen left, but he didn't know that after he departed, the emperor's corpse trembled slightly, shaking off all the dust from its body.

Then, the eyes that had been closed for eons slowly opened. They were lifeless and hollow, deep and empty like an abyss.

Outside, the rumbling sounds had faded, and the screams had ceased.

The war was over. The Teng She clan was completely annihilated, with not a single living being left. All were buried in the Teng She ancestral land, their blood mist shrouding the stars and forming a sea of blood.

The surroundings fell silent, yet people couldn't help but sigh. An imperial dao lineage, a Hong Huang great clan, had been erased just like that.

The current Teng She clan was strikingly similar to the ancient four clans of old, with history repeating itself.

It truly lived up to the saying: Those who offend Da Chu will be pursued and destroyed, no matter how far. Whether ancient races or Hong Huang great clans, if they provoked Da Chu's wrath, it would lead to mountains of corpses and rivers of blood.

The Da Chu quasi-emperors emerged, each radiating murderous aura and stained with fresh blood—all from the Teng She.

Behind them, the Teng She ancestral land collapsed, turning a once fine immortal domain into a massive grave, burying twenty million Teng She.

"How many years has it been since we killed so many lives?" Ren Wang tore off his blood-soaked robe. "We've created quite the karmic debt."

"I think we should seize the momentum and wipe out the Hong Huang," Shen Jiang Tian Jiu said, pulling out a wine gourd. "It's rare to have a hundred di bing—such an opportunity comes once in a millennium."

"Ideals are wonderful," Yan Huang said with a laugh, shaking his head.

"The five great forbidden zones won't allow us to do that."

"That's true," Shen Jiang Bei Lin replied with a leisurely smile. "If they suddenly recalled the hundred di bing midway, and the Hong Huang got angry, Da Chu couldn't withstand the assault."

As they spoke, Ye Chen emerged from the black hole.

Perhaps due to his severe injuries, he spat out fresh blood as soon as he appeared and nearly collapsed, staggering unsteadily.

Seeing this, the quasi-emperors rushed forward in alarm. If not for Ye Chen, the emperor's corpse might have awakened its intelligence.

However, as soon as they approached, they all retreated en masse, moving at incredible speed like streaks of light.

Not just them—the cultivators from all sides backed away too.

It wasn't without reason. Ye Chen had undone the heavenly tribulation seal—or more precisely, the extreme dao di bing within him had triggered the seal, causing it to collapse.

A sacred body was about to undergo tribulation—who dared get close? Even quasi-emperors feared it, so they had to flee, and quickly at that.

"You brat, give us a warning next time!" Ren Wang scolded, his face dark as he nearly collided with it.

"Still couldn't suppress it," the quasi-emperors worried, as if they knew Ye Chen's condition—he couldn't hold back the heavenly tribulation.

"I knew it! That guy always loves crossing tribulations in crowded places, running straight to wherever there are people," Chi Yang Zi grumbled, with many veteran figures joining in the scolding.

Amid the complaints, Ye Chen steadied himself, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Stimulated by the di bing, he truly couldn't suppress the heavenly tribulation anymore.

Since he couldn't hold it back, he stopped trying. He removed the final seal, fully releasing the heavenly tribulation.