Chapter 956: God in the Mood

Night gradually deepened, and the elders from various sides, who were dead drunk, were supported by their juniors as they stepped onto the teleportation arrays back to their families.

In the night, Ye Chen followed Tai Xu Gu Long to an underground palace.

There was an ice jade bed there, and the Xing Chen Dao Shen lay upon it, as still as an ice sculpture, without any movement.

"Lie down!" Tai Xu Gu Long said flatly, then began inscribing array patterns on either side of the ice jade bed.

Ye Chen didn't speak; he simply followed the instructions. The ice jade bed was quite large, and he lay down beside the Xing Chen Dao Shen.

Next, Tai Xu Gu Long took out eight stone lamps and used his Xiu Wei power to light them, placing them around the ice jade bed.

"I will use the Tong Xu Secret Technique to send your Ling Hun into the Yijing where his consciousness resides," Tai Xu Gu Long said leisurely. "This technique can only last for nine days. If you cannot bring him back from the consciousness realm within that time, you might get lost in it. Remember this well."

"I understand." Ye Chen took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

"Open." With Tai Xu Gu Long's light command, the eight ancient stone lamps were all ignited, burning with his Xiu Wei power.

Immediately, Ye Chen's body trembled, feeling a powerful force drawing his consciousness into a vague and ethereal Yijing.

However, when he opened his eyes, what appeared before him was a world drenched in blood.

"This...!"

Even with his composure, Ye Chen couldn't help but step back abruptly at the sight.

What kind of world was this? Mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, the sky a bloody red, the earth the same. The ground was littered with swords, spears, and halberds thrust at angles, as if a massive battle had just occurred.

Boom! Bang! Rumbling!

In the ethereal void, dark clouds churned, lightning flashed, and thunder roared. The terrifying thunderbolts seemed intent on tearing the entire world apart, with countless spatial rifts swallowing everything.

What kind of Yijing is this!

Ye Chen's face turned pale, as if he had entered the Jiu You Di Yu.

Boom!

More thunder appeared in the ethereal void, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that a great battle was unfolding.

"Dong Huang Tai Xin!"

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, recognizing one of the fighters—it was undoubtedly the holy lord of Tian Xuan Sect, Dong Huang Tai Xin.

She wore battle armor and wielded a world-shaking divine sword, her entire body surrounded by dazzling divine radiance, like a Xuan Nu from the nine heavens. Every swing of her sword carried the power to cleave the sky and destroy the earth, and even the thunder in the sky could not harm her.

Why is she in this Yijing?

Ye Chen furrowed his brow again and looked at her opponent.

It was a figure clad in pitch-black battle armor, wielding a battle axe, with a towering physique that seemed to support the heavens and earth. His whole body was enveloped in demonic and murderous Qi, his eyes cold and desolate, containing visions of stars extinguishing and lightning flashing. He was like a demon god, his aura swallowing the vast universe.

Boom! Bang! Rumbling!

The two battled fiercely in the void above, each clash causing the heavens to collapse and the earth to crack, yin and yang to reverse, and the universe to turn upside down. Even though it was just a Yijing, Ye Chen's heart trembled, nearly compelling him to kneel.

Crack!

At some point, Dong Huang Tai Xin's divine sword shattered, sent flying by the demon god's axe, with splendid divine blood raining down like mist.

Dong Huang Tai Xin has been defeated— is that person a god?

Ye Chen's face turned ashen and bloodless, his entire body shaking.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The world trembled as the demon god gripped his blood-stained battle axe and advanced step by step toward Dong Huang Tai Xin. His strides were steady and slow, perhaps due to his massive form, and each step made the heavens and earth shudder.

He ruled over the nine heavens, his presence dominating the eight directions, like an unshakeable mountain eight thousand zhang high.

Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly looked toward another part of the void. Dong Huang Tai Xin had risen unsteadily, barely able to stand, her body covered in countless wounds, each one encircled by dark light that dissipated her vital energy.

"The Kunlun Shen Nu, unable to withstand a single blow!" The demon god spoke, his voice cold and authoritative, each word accompanied by thunderous roars.

Pfft!

Dong Huang Tai Xin vomited blood again, perhaps unable to bear the demon god's overwhelming pressure.

The demon god gave a cold smile, and a vertical eye opened on his forehead, firing a bolt of thunder light with devastating power.

However, before the thunder light could strike Dong Huang Tai Xin, it was suddenly swallowed by a vortex that appeared out of nowhere.

"Xian Lun Tian Dao!"

Ye Chen was stunned and quickly turned to another section of the void.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The world shook once more—it was the sound of footsteps, each as heavy as a mountain, causing the heavens and earth to rumble.

Through the mist of blood, a blurred figure emerged, as if stepping out from ancient times. His form was tall and upright, like a great mountain, his body surrounded by golden light, radiating dazzling divine glory, like a brilliant star.

He trod upon the star river, with a divine cauldron hovering above his head, clad in golden armor and wielding a great halberd that slaughtered the heavens, like an eight directions war god conquering all realms.

That... that is!

Ye Chen's body trembled as he stared at the eight directions war god, who looked exactly like him.

"Liu Dao Xian Lun Yan!"

Ye Chen fixed his gaze on the war god's eyes—not one, but a pair of Liu Dao Xian Lun Yan.

"Is that me?" Ye Chen muttered, watching the war god approach step by step. His mind felt dazed as he took in the Chaos Shen Ding, the Hun Tian armor, the Hao Yu stars, and the Liu Dao Xian Lun Yan.

"The Huang Gu Sheng Ti, I have waited for you for a long time." The demon god spoke, looking at the eight directions war god with a sinister grin.

"You are not enough; let her come." The eight directions war god replied, his voice calm, hoarse, and ethereal, carrying an authority that shook the nine heavens.

"Who gave you the audacity before reaching completion?" The demon god snorted coldly, shattering the void with a step and swinging his axe down from the heavens, carrying world-ending might, as if it could split apart the myriad heavens.

The eight directions war god's expression remained unchanged as he swung his halberd, simple yet containing countless Dao principles.

Notably, his combat power far surpassed Dong Huang Tai Xin's. With one strike, he forced the demon god to grunt and retreat, each step collapsing parts of the void, until he stopped and spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The demon god roared in anger, unleashing a torrential demonic sea that engulfed the heavens and earth, intending to suppress the eight directions war god within it.

The eight directions war god advanced with a single step and cleaved the demonic sea with his halberd.

The demon god's expression changed drastically as his vertical eye fired thunder again, only to have it crushed by the war god's palm.

"Mo Hei Tian!"

The demon god raised one hand to the sky, instantly turning the heavens pitch black, plunging the entire world into darkness like a spatial black hole, intent on devouring all living beings.

The eight directions war god countered with a single halberd strike, splitting the heavens and earth.

With his divine ability broken, the demon god was shaken back once more.

Buzz!

The eight directions war god charged forward, his halberd striking from the heavens with world-ending power.

"Kill!" The demon god roared, swinging his battle axe upward against the heavens.

Boom! Bang!

The battle erupted again, scenes of world destruction unfolding.

The eight directions war god was overwhelmingly dominant, unleashing world-shaking divine abilities and driving the demon god into continuous defeat.

Ye Chen watched with wide eyes—this was a battle of what level? From what era?

"Ah...!"

The demon god howled, but still could not match the eight directions war god; no matter how heaven-defying his abilities, they were futile before him.

Pfft!

As fresh blood sprayed across the void, the demon god's head was severed by the war god's halberd, his entire body ground into ashes.

In that instant, the world fell into silence, with only surging blood mist covering the sky.

Ye Chen stared blankly at the eight directions war god, his mind in a daze. This was merely a Yijing, yet everything felt so real.

In the void above, the eight directions war god had already hoisted Dong Huang Tai Xin onto his back and was walking away step by step.

Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly followed, keeping pace with the war god and staring intently at him.

"All the great emperors have fallen—do we have any way out?" Dong Huang Tai Xin lay weakly on the war god's back, her expression sorrowful, blood constantly spilling from her mouth. In the flying blood mist, her beautiful eyes were dim.

"The myriad heavens and realms have not lost yet." The eight directions war god's voice was hoarse.

"Is this Yijing the myriad heavens and realms?" Ye Chen was shocked, instinctively scanning the surrounding void.

"Put me down... I'm tired." Dong Huang Tai Xin's eyes grew hazy, her voice a soft murmur.

"Believe in Ye Xing Chen; he can do it." The eight directions war god continued his heavy steps, his angular face etched with the marks of time. "We must fight for a future for those who come after."

"What if he fails?" Dong Huang Tai Xin smiled sadly.

"Then there is still me." The eight directions war god smiled wearily and with the weight of ages.