Serpent Ancestor

”Boom!!”

A fierce wind swept through, creating a loud sonic boom. As it moved at high speed, the friction with the air ignited flames, and a streak of white light formed at the center of the storm, growing larger and brighter, like a newborn sun, rushing toward everyone.

It was Xu Hei!

Even before he got close, the terrifying momentum alone made everyone feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy, as if they had seen a ghost or a god.

”What a terrifying aura, who is this person?”

”Is it the secret weapon of the Blood Refining Sect?”

Everyone was shocked. No wonder the people from the Blood Refining Sect were nowhere to be seen; they must have been planning something big.

With such power, if it were to collide directly, even the sect-protecting formation of the Divine Puppet Sect would struggle to withstand it.

However, just as this thought flashed through their minds, a loud explosion was heard from afar.

An elder from the Ancient Tomb Sect, who was monitoring from a distance, was directly swept away by the airflow, turning into dust on the spot, with a mist of blood dispersing and vanishing into thin air.This person was still in a concealed state, yet was caught by the edge of the storm and blown to smithereens.

”Not good, it’s the enemy!”

”Everyone, be on guard!”

The Grand Elder of the Tianhen Sword Sect, Ling Xuzi, shouted.

Ling Xuzi raised his hand, and thousands of flying swords unsheathed from his body, arranging themselves in the air, forming a sword formation in an instant!

Numerous sword cultivators also summoned their flying swords, joining the sword formation, creating an ultimate defensive sword formation, the Fixed Star Sword Formation, spanning a hundred thousand feet, connecting the heavens above and the earth below.

This sword formation excelled in defense, not in offense, and thus had never been used in attacks against the Divine Puppet Sect. But now, its deployment was earth-shattering, with sword light soaring thirty thousand miles into the sky, illuminating the eight directions and nineteen provinces.

All the flying swords pointed downward, encircling the ground in layers.

Anyone who rushed into the range of this formation would be subjected to a storm of attacks.

At this moment, the battle at the Divine Puppet Sect also came to a halt, and everyone raised their heads in unison, looking toward the small sun approaching from the horizon.

”That person is...”

Night Owl stared at the distant brilliance, finding it increasingly familiar.

Wang Ding opened his eyes in his final moments, gazing at the sun on the horizon. In a daze, he saw the giant snake from his childhood in Snake Village, wandering toward him.

”Is this... a life review?”

Wang Ding had no regrets. Being able to save three people before his death was enough for him to die without regrets.

Wang Yimao, covered in blood, raised his head. In his eyes, filled with madness, there was a rare trace of confusion.

Yu Huang, holding the Sea God’s spear and clad in golden armor, exuded a terrifying aura, yet his gaze was fixed on that blazing sun, his scarred arm trembling slightly.

Inside the Thousand Mechanisms Grand Formation.

Wei Wudao, Ji Qing, Li Changge, and Lin Ya all stopped their actions, their eyes locked in shock on that light, their once-calm hearts now stirred by towering waves.

As cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Divine Transformation Stage, their eyesight far surpassed that of ordinary people, allowing them to see clearly what was happening within that light.

”It’s him?!” Wei Wudao exclaimed in shock.

”How is this possible?!” Li Changge’s pupils shrank to a point.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, that blazing sun, carrying an unstoppable storm, collided with the Fixed Star Sword Formation.

”Boom!!”

At the moment of impact, thousands of flying swords simultaneously emitted the sound of metal breaking, with countless cracks appearing all over them. Each flying sword trembled under the unbearable strain.

With just one strike, the sword formation was on the verge of collapse.

Ling Xuzi was utterly shocked. He immediately burned his primordial spirit, spitting out a stream of life essence blood to reinforce the sword formation.

Everyone else also spat out their essence blood, merging it into the sword formation.

But it had no effect.

The light burst forth, the storm raged across thousands of miles, and the once-stable sword formation, with the point of impact as its center, completely shattered. The sound of cracking continued, like firecrackers going off, as a series of life-bound flying swords broke, turning into dust and scattering for miles.

”Wow!!”

Ling Xuzi suffered a severe backlash, spitting out blood. All the swords within the formation collapsed, and the Tianhen Sword Sect’s army screamed in unison, their faces pale to the extreme, as they were blasted backward, blood spraying into the sky.

The Tianhen Sword Sect’s foremost defensive sword formation was thus directly shattered!

Without any profound divine abilities or laws, the opponent used the simplest and most straightforward attack method—collision!

Only now did they clearly see the figure of the intruder.

This person wore a simple long robe, with an unremarkable appearance that would be unrecognizable in a crowd. His eyes had vertical pupils like a snake, and there was a cauldron-shaped mark of laws on his forehead, flickering intermittently.

Yet, this ordinary face struck terror into everyone’s hearts.

”It’s Xu Hei!”

”It’s actually Xu Hei!”

”Is it him?”

”Xu Hei has returned?!”

”This is impossible!”

The entire crowd erupted in a tidal wave of exclamations.

At this moment, on the battlefield, regardless of which side the cultivators were on, they all stopped fighting, looking up at the sky at that seemingly divine yet ordinary figure, watching his heaving chest and eyes blazing with fiery flames.

Xu Hei, standing on the remnants of the Fixed Star Sword Formation, was panting heavily, his aura chaotic and unstable, with violent spiritual qi fluctuations constantly emanating.

It wasn’t that he was exhausted, but rather that his fury was uncontrollable, his emotions unable to calm.

No, he didn’t need to calm down! What he needed to do was unleash a massacre!

Xu Hei looked at the crowd, blown in all directions, who were now staring at him in terror, their bodies retreating, trying to seize the opportunity to escape.

Xu Hei had broken through the Fixed Star Formation with a single strike; how could this group of people possibly resist?

At least those within the Thousand Mechanisms Grand Formation would need to step forward to stand a chance.

”Xu Hei Ancestor has returned!”

”It’s really him!”

”Great, with Xu Hei Ancestor’s power, we have hope!”

”Be careful, it might be an enemy’s illusion!”

The remaining thirty cultivators of the Divine Puppet Sect all showed excitement, but upon hearing the reminder, they quickly calmed down.

Over the years, they had faced countless bizarre tactics and seen all kinds of situations. They had even encountered illusion formations that made them believe they had won a great victory, only to lower their guard.

No matter what scene appeared, they could not afford to relax.

Daoist Sparrow glanced in Xu Hei’s direction, saying nothing, but continued to fully operate the Thousand Mechanisms Grand Formation, holding back the four within the formation, preventing them from taking action.

”Xu Hei, I didn’t expect you to still be alive. Even the Flame Demon Ancestor couldn’t kill you. You really have a big life!” Ji Qing said with a hint of sarcasm, but Xu Hei ignored her.

”Hmph! The Spirit Realm cultivators misjudged, sending a fool to hunt you down. If it had been left to my Ancient Tomb Sect, how could Xu Hei have survived? In a place like Dark Star, with the divine abilities of my Ancient Tomb Sect, it would have been like a fish in water, and no one could have escaped.” Wei Wudao snorted coldly.

He had always harbored resentment over the preferential treatment given to the Blood Refining Sect.

Why weren’t they allowed to take action? Why send the Flame Demon Ancestor? Just because he had the highest cultivation at the time? What a joke!

When hunting someone, it’s not just about cultivation and strength; intelligence is equally important. With the Flame Demon Ancestor’s brute stupidity, it would be a miracle if he could kill Xu Hei!

If the Flame Demon Ancestor had completed the task, he would have accepted it, but Xu Hei not only survived but also successfully left Dark Star, appearing here alive and well. It was utterly absurd!

However, Xu Hei’s good days were numbered. They had their own means to kill this person, and by then, their Ancient Tomb Sect would receive the rewards, leaving nothing for the Blood Refining Sect.

”Ji Qing, get ready to take action, use that move.” Wei Wudao looked at Ji Qing.

”I understand.” Ji Qing nodded slightly.

Their methods were far from simple on the surface. Even back then, their true strength was not inferior to the Flame Demon Ancestor, let alone now.

At this moment, the sword cultivators of the Tianhen Sword Sect all got up and quickly retreated.

Xu Hei quietly watched them, his gaze turning cold, and said, ”Still trying to leave?”

Xu Hei stomped his foot, descending from the high heavens like a beam of light, crashing into the ground.

”Boom!!”

Mountains crumbled, the earth shook, and the originally solid ground was upheaved like a tsunami. All the retreating sword cultivators were affected by the shockwave, their bodies exploding one by one, turning into a mist of blood, their auras dissipating, and vanishing into thin air.

The space at the center point shattered like glass, revealing a vast void.

This stomp shattered the earth veins, and with a seemingly simple move, it caused an apocalyptic disaster.

”Ah!!”

Some Divine Transformation cultivators only had time to let out a scream before being reduced to ashes in the tremors.

And those sword cultivators at the Elemental Infant stage didn’t even have time to make a sound before being reduced to nothingness, their forms and spirits annihilated, with not even their Elemental Infants escaping.

Both people and swords were all shattered into powder, merging into the earth as its nourishment.

This strike was terrifying, scattering both sides’ formations completely, shattering countless trump cards with a single blow. Whether it was the cultivators in the sky or on the ground, near or far, they were all blasted away, bleeding from their orifices, suffering heavy casualties.

Those closer died instantly, those at mid-range were on the brink of death, and only those slightly farther away barely survived.

Inside the Thousand Mechanisms Grand Formation, the four Great Perfection Divine Transformation cultivators watching this scene all had their eyes wide open, their jaws nearly dropping.

Li Changge clearly saw waves of visible law fluctuations suppressing Xu Hei, causing the originally shattered space to slowly heal, making Xu Hei’s movements feel obstructed, significantly reducing the power of that stomp.

”Is this law... suppression?” Li Changge felt his mouth dry, utterly bewildered.

Law suppression! A phenomenon that only appeared for ascended cultivators, now occurring on Xu Hei, a Great Perfection Divine Transformation cultivator?!

How was this possible?

As a Great Perfection Divine Transformation cultivator, he deeply understood the true gap between him and an ascended cultivator. It was like the difference between heaven and earth, like an ant facing the sea, no exaggeration.

The chasm between Divine Transformation and Void Shattering was the chasm between the mortal realm and the Spirit Realm, utterly insurmountable.

How did Xu Hei achieve this?

Li Changge couldn’t believe it, his unbreakable faith on the verge of collapse.

Wei Wudao, after witnessing this move, couldn’t help but pause in his previously confident demeanor.

”It’s indeed a bit tricky. No wonder the Flame Demon Ancestor died at this person’s hands.”

Wei Wudao’s expression turned serious, and he instinctively looked into the distance.

The cultivators of the Blood Refining Sect still hadn’t appeared.

The news from this place should have reached the Blood Refining Sect by now, so why was there no action at all?

Wei Wudao took out a communication talisman and tried it himself, but there was still no response from the other side.

This made his face darken slightly as he looked at Ji Qing and quietly communicated with her.

They weren’t reckless fools; even with strength, they had to assess the situation before considering taking risks.

”Thousand Weight Fall, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!”

A mid-stage Divine Transformation elder of the Tianhen Sword Sect burned his primordial spirit, unleashing his strongest sword strike at Xu Hei. A giant sword, a thousand feet long, descended like a mountain, striking Xu Hei’s shoulder.

Yet, a crisp metallic collision sound came from his skin.

That gray-white skin was like solid rock, like steel, completely unyielding! The sword was dulled, and not a single hair was harmed.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Xu Hei’s movements didn’t pause for a moment. Like a cannonball, he charged forward again, aiming at the fleeing crowd, delivering another punch.

”Boom!!”

The void shattered, and the shockwave formed a straight line, rushing forward, piercing the heavens. Along the way, over a hundred cultivators exploded like firecrackers, turning into blood mist and scattering.

”Xu Hei, we were just following orders, why must you be so ruthless? Ah!”

The mid-stage Divine Transformation elder, who had just spoken, was slapped in the face by Xu Hei, turning him into ashes from head to toe.

”None of you will escape!”

Xu Hei, eyes red with fury, charged into the crowd, releasing a swarm of Spirit-Eating Ants to pursue the fleeing people.

”Spirit-Eating Ants?”

Wang Yimao’s body trembled violently, saying, ”Could it really be Xu Hei Ancestor?”

The remaining thirty cultivators of the Divine Puppet Sect stared unblinkingly at the sect-protecting formation outside.

The illusion formation back then, set up by the Yan Dao Sect, could create all sorts of illusions just to deceive them.

But how could this be explained? What kind of illusion was this realistic?

The dead disciples of the Tianhen Sword Sect, the pervasive scent of blood, and their reduced pressure were all real, not fake!

”Grand Elder, is it real outside?”

Qin Hao looked at Night Owl, who remained silent.

Daoist Sparrow also said nothing. All the high-ranking members quietly watched this battle, or rather, it was no longer a battle but a one-sided massacre.

The originally precarious situation was instantly reversed with Xu Hei’s arrival.

The sect, on the brink of falling into hell, was pulled back by a single person, making it feel unreal, like a dream, no wonder it was thought to be an illusion.

”Everyone, retreat!”

Wei Wudao immediately shouted.

With his command, the Divine Transformation elders of the Ancient Tomb Sect all withdrew their magical treasures and divine abilities, transforming into a cloud of darkness, fleeing in all directions.

Their technique, called Ghost Cloud Escape, allowed them to temporarily abandon their physical bodies and transform into primordial spirit form.

In this form, ordinary attacks were completely ineffective, and even the Spirit-Eating Ants could only absorb spiritual qi, unable to directly harm their primordial spirits.

Although they still couldn’t completely avoid Xu Hei’s punches, they could escape a few.

”Roar!!”

Suddenly, a loud dragon’s roar echoed from the distant sky.

In all directions, the previously calm space rippled with endless water patterns, and the area within a hundred thousand miles seemed to be caught in a massive vortex, slowly rotating.

No matter how they tried to escape or accelerate, they couldn’t break free from the vortex’s range.

Under the vortex’s influence, they were drawn deeper and deeper, spiraling toward the center.

”This is...”

At this moment, Shi Lan, Shi Kun, and Yu Huang from the Sea Star Demon Clan all looked at the vortex on the horizon, exclaiming, ”It’s Hai Teng’s Forbidden Sea Domain!”

”My god! A Forbidden Sea Domain spanning a hundred thousand miles!”