Chapter 2310: The Saint Body's Slaughter

Boom! Rumble!

The Hong Huang imperial weapons all knelt, collectively crashing down. The emperor weapons were incredibly heavy, smashing vast swathes of the starry sky into collapse. After taking a palm strike from Di Huang, even the Great Emperor's life-bound weapons suffered greatly, their immortal light fading away.

This was Di Huang holding back; if he had truly intended to destroy them, a single palm could have crushed them all. What were emperor weapons, after all? They were merely artifacts. Even if they were Great Emperor artifacts, it would be futile against him. Di Huang, a Da Cheng Sheng Ti standing shoulder to shoulder with the Great Emperors, had the qualification to annihilate emperor weapons.

One had to say, Di Huang's palm strike was truly inspiring.

Compared to the people of the various heavens, who were filled with excitement, the Hong Huang people's expressions were etched with extreme fear. For how many ages had they viewed the ultimate emperor weapons as their guardians? Yet, they never imagined that their guardians would be defeated so utterly. They realized it wasn't that the emperor weapons were inadequate—it was that Di Huang was far too powerful. A being like him could only be countered by a Great Emperor; ultimate emperor weapons fell far short.

Bang! Bang! Thud!

Di Huang's steps grew even heavier with each one, making the vast universe tremble and the starry sky hum and shake. One could see stars exploding one after another from the vibrations.

The Hong Huang people were terrified, stumbling backward in retreat, their souls quaking with dread, their legs so weak they could barely stand. This wasn't limited to the lesser heavenly realm soldiers—even the peak Zhun Di at the ultimate level were no exception.

In truth, everyone understood that whether it was the lesser heavenly realm juniors or the peak Zhun Di, in the presence of Da Cheng Sheng Ti Di Huang, there was no real difference. None of them could withstand a single palm strike.

As they retreated, some Hong Huang Zhun Di began to flee, employing emperor-level escape techniques.

It was Jin Ni Zhun Di, solidly at the peak realm, whose escape method was nothing short of heaven-defying. In just an instant, he had fled this stretch of starry sky, heading toward the edge of the universe.

Di Huang paid him no mind, but from his brow, a golden divine light shot out, chasing after Jin Ni Zhun Di. Jin Ni was as fast as lightning, yet Di Huang's divine light was absolutely faster.

"I will fight you to the end."

Jin Ni Zhun Di roared hoarsely, suddenly turning around. His eyes were blood-red, as if about to spray blood, his face twisted like a demon's. He sacrificed his yuan shen, lifespan, bloodline, and source, instantly elevating his combat power to its peak. In that moment, he summoned over a thousand shields.

However, his so-called formidable defense was more fragile than paper before Di Huang's divine light. The shields shattered one after another, failing to block even a fraction of it.

"No! No! No!" As the divine light grew larger in his sight, Jin Ni Zhun Di's eyes bulged, his pupils contracting tightly. He was locked in place, unable to move. Even before the divine light pierced him, he felt an bone-chilling coldness, as if he had been dragged into an endless abyss.

But no matter how he roared, it was futile. The divine light arrived in an instant.

Pfft!

A spray of crimson blood flowers bloomed proudly, and the great Jin Ni Zhun Di was reduced to scattered souls.

Buzz!

Accompanying Jin Ni's final roar, a hum resounded as another Hong Huang Zhun Di activated an emperor-level domain gate, attempting to escape through it. It was a Gui Ku, who had already entered the gate's passage.

Di Huang acted as if he hadn't noticed, not even glancing over, but from his body, a second golden divine light shot out. It pierced through the void with devastating force, following Gui Ku into the domain gate passage.

Pfft!

Blood mist filled the air, accompanied by Gui Ku's miserable hOwls. Even the emperor-level domain gate collapsed with a boom. A peak Zhun Di could not escape the instant annihilation by Da Cheng Sheng Ti.

Yet, some still harbored illusions of survival. It was Tian Xie Zhun Di, who believed his concealment techniques were unmatched. With a flicker, he vanished into the void, hiding himself completely.

But once again, he underestimated Di Huang. Even if he hid at the edge of the world, he couldn't escape Da Cheng Sheng Ti's scrutiny. Di Huang reached out and grabbed him, then lightly crushed him with his fingers, as easily as squashing an ant.

"Da Cheng Sheng Ti is truly domineering."

The people of the various heavens murmured. Though they had long known of Di Huang's power, witnessing it firsthand still left them in disbelief. Those peak Zhun Di were like frail grasshoppers—no matter how sky-reaching their strength or how profound their emperor dao inheritances, it was all laughably insignificant.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Across the vast starry sky, blood flowers bloomed one after another, for there were too many fleeing. All were at the peak Zhun Di level, no longer caring about their kin as they desperately escaped.

Sadly, before Da Cheng Sheng Ti, they had no chance to flee.

As the old saying goes, the bird that sticks its head out gets shot. Di Huang's aim was unerringly precise, picking them off one by one. Not a single fleeing Hong Huang Zhun Di was spared; all were utterly destroyed.

"You stand shoulder to shoulder with emperors, yet you slaughter living beings?"

"If our clan's Great Emperor were still alive, how dare you act so arrogantly? Bullying my Hong Huang?"

"You will be cursed for eternity."

Curses from the Hong Huang echoed through the starry sky, from Zhun Di in their final roars, filled with rage and resentment. They raged at Di Huang's emergence, which had reversed the war between Hong Huang and the various heavens, and resented that their Hong Huang emperors had long perished, leaving no one to check Da Cheng Sheng Ti.

"You dare call yourselves living beings? Where were you when the heavenly demons invaded?"

Di Huang's words were ice-cold and desolate, like a decree from the world's sovereign, carrying an irresistible authority. Countless Hong Huang people were shaken to oblivion by it.

He was no fool; at Jie Ming Mountain, he had seen it all clearly. He had witnessed the rise and fall of the various heavens and the chaos wrought by Hong Huang. Every war had burned across ten thousand domains, every battlefield piled with corpses and soaked in blood. Too many innocent souls remained unrested to this day.

They, too, were living beings—the guardians of the various heavens. Their forebears had fought the heavenly demons in blood more than once, forging blood-red walls for the myriad domains and their people.

Yet, what had all that blood and bone achieved?

The bullying of your great clans, the slaughter by your Hong Huang?

In this cruel world, where the strong rule by fist, Di Huang would speak with his fists. He would make the Hong Huang great clans pay in blood for their heinous acts.

Boom!

Da Cheng Sheng Ti was enraged, causing the universe to quake and the three realms—heaven, earth, and humanity—to tremble together.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Gazing upon the starry sky, the scene was gruesomely bloody. Vast swaths of Hong Huang people turned to ash in the stars, with countless Hong Huang Zhun Di wiped out by a single palm. Whether flesh or souls, all were completely obliterated under that destructive hand.

One could say that wherever Di Huang trod, mountains of corpses and rivers of blood followed. His indestructible ancient sacred body was stained with the fresh blood of Hong Huang, a vivid scarlet.

Da Cheng Sheng Ti showed no mercy, like a cold god of slaughter, reaping lives. The blood debts of the various heavens must be repaid in fresh blood, and his raging fury could only be quenched with it. This slaughter was meant to teach the Hong Huang great clans what it truly meant to be the people of the myriad domains.

For this, he would march over mountains of corpses and wade through seas of blood, killing to the edge of the universe, even if it drew the wrath of gods and men. He would seek justice for the various heavens and the souls of the unjustly slain.

Ah!

The Hong Huang wailed in agony, a scene of utter misery. Peak Zhun Di fled, clan emperors fled, the entire Hong Huang army fled in disarray, discarding armor and weapons, reduced to a routed force by Di Huang alone. Gone was their former air of superiority; now, they were more wretched than ants.

Only then did they understand true regret, regretting their self-proclaimed strength.

They also harbored hate, regretting Hong Huang's missed opportunities, giving the various heavens chances to breathe time and again, ultimately summoning a great power like Di Huang. If they had united early, the various heavens would have been conquered long ago. They had held a winning hand, only to play it into utter ruin.

What of the Hong Huang great clans? What of their emperor dao inheritances? In the end, none could withstand Di Huang's slaughter.