Chapter 3205: Doomsday Requiem

Boom! Rumble!

The Sheng Mo Domain was in chaos, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring as apocalyptic visions blanketed everything in the light of doomsday.

Ye Chen stood tall, his hair completely white.

He remained that god of war, striding upon the river of time, standing at the very end of eternity.

The Sheng Mo filled the starry sky, yet none dared to approach.

They were afraid, terrified of the Sacred Body Supreme. He was too powerful; even a fully realized Zhun Huang had been slain.

The murderous aura around him rivaled that of a Huang Di.

Indeed, he had slaughtered a Sheng Mo that rivaled a Huang Di, shaking the entire universe with his might.

The scene was bitterly ironic.

Countless Sheng Mo, including those at the peak of Zhun Huang, yet not a single one dared to face the Sacred Body Ye Chen.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

At the edge of the heavens, eternal lightning cracked open, intertwining and colliding with the cosmos.

It was Ye Chen, reigniting the eternal flames.

Exchanging all his lifespan for a bloody rebirth, an illusory universe spread across the star domain, where every mountain, river, plant, and tree shimmered with eternity, evolving to the pinnacle of perfection.

He stood within it, like an eternal god.

The dazzling light once again illuminated the darkness, forcing even the Zhun Huang Sheng Mo to shut their eyes.

War!

Ye Chen roared, shaking the four seas and eight wastelands, charging from the edge of the heavens toward the vast ocean of Sheng Mo.

"Stop him!"

The Sheng Mo howled in fury, with Zhun Huang-level experts joining forces to swarm and attack from all directions.

War!

Ye Chen's roar came from the depths of his soul.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

In the dim world, he was engulfed by darkness, each thunderous boom like a funeral bell from hell.

The Sacred Body was utterly dominant, defying heaven and earth.

Gazing down from above, in the pitch-black ocean, that golden figure shone brilliantly.

He carved out a bloody path with his own hands.

The unyielding lineage forged its fame through battle, treading over mountains of corpses and wading through seas of blood.

He was both an emperor and a god, a war god bathed in blood.

His lonely charge left no room for retreat; he had to use his flesh and blood to ignite that fading light.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The battle was brutal, with blood and bones intertwining, from both the Sacred Body and the Sheng Mo.

The pitch-black Sheng Mo Domain was stained crimson.

Looking at the starry sky, fragments collapsed; gazing at the continents, they shattered inch by inch, staging a grand destruction of the heavens and earth.

"Stop him! Stop him!"

A generation of Sheng Mo raged, using some secret technique to broadcast his voice across the entire Sheng Mo Domain.

Kill!

In response, only the Sheng Mo's roars echoed.

"Waste."

Tian Mo Huang Di snorted coldly, able to see the various heavens and thus the Sheng Mo Domain as well.

This insult even included that generation of Sheng Mo.

Every time he recalled the previous epoch, it made him so angry he wanted to curse. The Sheng Mo had truly squandered a winning hand.

"Waste."

E Mo Huang Di's cold snort was equally unsparing, a loud rebuke that ignored all barriers.

The face of that generation of Sheng Mo twisted in an instant with ferocity.

Since being sealed, he had been cursed by these two Huang Di for an entire epoch.

"Serves you right to be cursed."

This was what the manifestations of Tian Mo Huang Di and E Mo Huang Di wanted to say, carrying the fury of their true selves.

They were enraged, and the Female Emperor and Zi Zai Tian suffered as a result.

Earlier, they had attacked together, but now it was one-on-one, and neither manifestation was a match.

In the void, it was stained with their blood.

The Female Emperor's beautiful eyes were blurred, even in battle glancing toward the Sheng Mo Domain, focusing on that blood-soaked figure.

His hair had turned snow-white again.

Still, it was a solitary charge, with no one to fight alongside him.

"Despair?"

Tian Mo Huang Di's manifestation struck, his sword treacherously stealing away eighty thousand years of her lifespan.

The Female Emperor turned back, forcibly reversing the flow.

Tian Mo Huang Di's manifestation gave a sinister laugh, controlling the rules in the void and forming a spear of dominion.

Pfft!

The Female Emperor spat blood, nailed into the illusion by the spear.

Pfft!

Zi Zai Tian also spat blood, and even more severely, her immortal body covered in fresh blood.

"Is this the meaning of my existence?"

From the start of the battle, she had been murmuring this. She thought she had seen through the mortal world and life and death, only to realize at the end that she was still a person of flesh and blood, with hidden convictions.

"Surrender, and you may live."

E Mo Huang Di's manifestation said indifferently, knowing full well that Zi Zai Tian was not of this universe.

Zi Zai Tian remained silent, reforming her immortal body.

E Mo Huang Di's manifestation sneered, wielding the spear of heavenly dao and charging all the way to the end of the void.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The war brought destruction, affecting even the ancient wilderness, with cracks bursting open.

Then, demonic energy surged wildly.

Within the demonic energy, waves of violent Tian Mo emerged, all supreme beings from outside realms.

"Hold the line!"

Shen Zun shouted resoundingly, instantly rushing forward, standing alone before the crack as the eternal sea swallowed everything in its path.

Trouble came in waves.

Amid the rumbling, more cracks burst open, with even more outside realm supremes invading.

"Bullying our various heavens for having no one?"

The one hundred and thirty Xuan Huang Emperors moved in unison, rushing to different areas to fiercely battle the invaders.

"Dammit."

The emperors guarding the formation glared fiercely; if not for their duty, they would have charged out long ago.

"Break the formation!"

An unknown roar thundered like ancient lightning, shaking the dark sky.

Buzz!

Before the words faded, a war spear shot out suddenly from the crack, targeting an emperor guarding the formation. Its action was as declared, aiming to destroy the ancient formation and free that generation of Sheng Mo.

Destroy!

Hong Yan uttered a single word softly, her crystalline jade hand sweeping across the heavens and shattering the war spear.

Pfft!

On another side, Di Huang was equally domineering, smashing an outside realm emperor into ashes the moment it emerged.

Both sat in place, their hair also turned completely white.

When the Sacred Body suffered, all were affected; Ye Chen had sacrificed all his lifespan, and the two fared no better.

"Hold on!"

The emperors of the Heavenly Court roared violently, positioned at the four corners of the altar, fighting to shatter the heavens and earth.

The invading outside realm supremes were too numerous.

Glancing around, every crack that burst open brought forth countless demons.

"I want to see how long you can hold out."

The sinister laugh came from that generation of Sheng Mo. At this rate, the entire ancient wilderness would be overrun.

By then, what need was there to wait for the Tian Mo's Seven Tribulations?

After a whole epoch, he had finally awaited this day.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The ancient wilderness blazed with battle, and the ancient road was equally engulfed in fierce combat.

"Come on."

The four emperors of the Dao, standing side by side, all summoned their life-bound weapons, working together to shatter the ancient road.

There was no choice; the intruding outside realm supremes were too many.

Shattering the ancient road meant cutting off the gateway to the ancient wilderness.

"Good, very good." An angry laugh echoed.

Then, a sea of demonic blood surged, carrying waves of outside realm emperors charging in.

"What a grand spectacle."

"If we survive, let us take a look at that rare edition of yours!"

"Sure."

The four unserious emperors charged out together, becoming utter madmen with no regard for their lives.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

The blood flowers of the various heavens bloomed so vividly, one after another filling the entire starry sky.

The universe was in turmoil, and none of the three realms—heaven, earth, and humanity—escaped unscathed.

Looking at time, massive demonic pillars pierced the cosmos; cracks spread across the universe.

Whether demonic pillars or cracks, all brought outside realm invasions.

Even with the Eastern Wasteland Female Emperor holding the line, she was too occupied to handle anything else, her graceful figure stained with imperial blood.

"What kind of world is this, exactly?"

The Dream Demon, still sealed in her small realm, murmured more than once, remaining a mere spectator throughout.

This universe was too complex and chaotic.

The so-called heavenly dao was not truly heavenly dao; the so-called cosmos was not truly cosmos.

Suddenly, Ji Ning Shuang released her seal.

The Dream Demon instantly burst out, not attacking the Eastern Wasteland Female Emperor, but targeting the outside realm supremes.

Zi Zai Tian had her resolve, and it seemed she did too.

To survive, she had to aid the various heavens; this might be her only path to life.

With her joining the fight, the pressure on the emperors eased slightly.

A god from outside the universe was also a Zhun Huang, though not as strong as Yao Chi, still a force that overlooked the world.

Even so, the various heavens remained at a disadvantage.

There were too many outside realm supremes; every stretch of starry sky and every continent had battles raging.

This was an immortal-demon war, continuing from ancient times.

Looking at the mortal world, where were the beautiful mountains and rivers? They had all been dyed crimson with blood.

"Is there still hope?"

"The destiny of the various heavens endures mightily."

"War!"

Roars, furious howls, and bellows wove into a funeral song for all beings.

Corpses piled into mountains, blood flowed into rivers.

The immortal-demon war, though not the final battle, exceeded it in intensity, with doomsday light reflecting across the human world.

The beliefs of all beings persisted.

They fought desperately, only for that sliver of light.

Was it humanity against heavenly dao?

Yes, humanity against heavenly dao. Whether or not it was the final battle, it would herald the start of one.

Pfft!

Amid the roars, a blood flower bloomed in Great Chu.

It was Ye Ling.

A tiger father sires no dog daughter; the Sacred Spirit Body upheld her father's glory, slaying a Tian Mo Heavenly Emperor.

For this, she paid a heavy price.

In the shattered mountains and rivers, she staggered, barely able to stand.

But she still held her ground.

With her father absent, she would stand in his place, guarding their homeland called Great Chu.

"Die!"

A sinister laugh rang out as an E Mo Heavenly Emperor charged, hurling a black war spear from across the sky.

Buzz!

The war spear hummed, carrying the power to destroy heavens and earth, a strike of absolute annihilation.

"I can't block it."

Ye Ling's eyes dimmed; she tried her utmost to steady herself, but her injuries were too severe, leaving her at her limit.

Pfft!

This spray of blood was extraordinarily vivid, seemingly more piercing than any other, exploding across the stars.

Someone was impaled.

But it wasn't little Ye Ling. In that moment of annihilation, someone blocked her path.

It was Li Xiao Yao.

In this life or the previous, whenever Ye Ling was in danger, he had never been absent.

"You insignificant ant, seeking death."

The E Mo Emperor laughed sinisterly, manifesting a second war spear etched with dark demonic patterns.

Boom!

In the crisis, Ye Fan arrived, slashing the E Mo Emperor with a sword and dragging him into the Supreme Heaven.

Below, Li Xiao Yao had already fallen.

His primordial spirit was extinguished, his dim eyes fading with the last trace of light.

"Why?"

Ye Ling's eyes were filled with tears as she forcibly drew upon her Sacred Spirit essence, pouring it desperately into his body.

"Force of habit."

Li Xiao Yao smiled wearily, wanting to wipe the tears from her cheeks but lacking the strength.

"San San Shao?"

That eternal instant froze for her sake. She still didn't recognize Li Xiao Yao, yet she knew him as Tang San Shao.

For the first time, she saw it so clearly.

For the first time, she understood what emotion was—a pain like being torn apart.

"In the next life, I'll still guard you."

Whether as Li Xiao Yao or Tang San Shao, in his final moments, he smiled with such warmth.

In the first life, he was killed by her.

In the second, he died for her.

In either life, he was willing, that ancient vow for their two-lifetime bond.

Ah!

Ye Ling screamed in agony, her hair turning completely white in an instant, blood streaming from her eyes instead of tears.