Chapter 1256

Nanhuang Continent, deep in the Huang Forbidden.

Following a hiss that echoed through heaven and earth, the figure of Nanhuang flew out, spreading its wings in the firmament and stirring up heavenly winds.

Its massive body, carrying intense pressure, flew straight toward the port of the Seven Blood Eyes.

After approaching in an instant, it circled above the Seven Blood Eyes.

And on the back of Nanhuang, Xu Qing's Second Senior Sister was full of anxiety, looking toward the place where her master was in seclusion within the sect.

"Master has not yet come out of seclusion..."

Over these years, her heart had become increasingly anxious.

Every time Huang Yan saw this, he was full of worry.

At this moment, he transmitted his voice to comfort her.

But Second Senior Sister shook her head bitterly.

"How can I not be anxious... Eldest Senior Brother has disappeared; before he left, he sent a letter saying he had gone to the land of the former Huangtian, and there has been no news since."

"Second Senior Brother has also gone to Ghost Emperor Mountain for many years; although his aura is still there, he cannot be awakened..."

"Little Junior Brother has disappeared completely, and we don't even know where he went; now his life or death is uncertain..."

"The current Seven Blood Eyes, the Seventh Peak, only has me left here, but now the holy land catastrophe is about to descend, and Master there... I could already see the intent to die in his heart before."

Huang Yan was silent; just as he was about to speak after a long while, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he looked up violently.

The firmament, a great change!

A heaven-shaking sound that spread across the entire Eastern Wanggu Continent became a roar that echoed through the ages, exploding from the firmament, forming a momentum like a mountain collapsing and a sea overturning, falling toward the entire Eastern Wanggu Continent with the force of a withered tree being snapped!

The sky collapsed.

At this moment, all living beings looking up at the firmament, no matter which domain they were in, could clearly see countless purple-black thunderbolts spreading rapidly across the firmament like a spider web!

Wherever it passed, it tore the void!

And every crack seeped with viscous, muddy blood, spilling into the human world.

At the same time, there was a crisp sound of breaking, which came through the clouds after the roar that shook the entire Eastern Wanggu.

This sound rang the funeral bell in the hearts of the myriad races of the Eastern Wanggu Continent!

The curtain of sword qi that had protected the Eastern Wanggu Continent for twenty-seven years collapsed at this moment, turning into billions of strands of burning wind, falling onto the earth.

This wind had weight and also contained the power from the holy land outside the sky.

That power was not a master, but a quasi-immortal!

And it was at the peak of the quasi-immortal realm.

What was even more terrifying was that within this power, there actually contained a trace of constitutional might!

Although it was not much, and could not be compared to the Sword-Wielding Constitution contained within the sword qi at its peak, but now... the Sword-Wielding Great Emperor had long since fallen, and his sword qi had completely decayed.

Therefore, for the Eastern Wanggu Continent, that trace of constitution displayed by this power from outside the sky was enough to shock everyone!

This constitution was Stone!

Therefore, under the blessing of this constitution, those shattered sword qi were like countless flaming meteorites, causing heaven and earth to change color completely.

The earth roared, riddled with holes, like cloth torn by a giant.

The earth collapsed!

Feng Feng Haijun, patches of earth sank, and mountain ranges snapped one after another.

Nanhuang Continent, the Huang Forbidden burned, and flames shot straight into the firmament, burning the sky at a height of one hundred thousand zhang into crimson glass.

From the direction of the Forbidden Sea came the wails of the deep-sea giant spirits.

The frozen seawater collapsed instantly, then boiled and evaporated, revealing ancient altars that had not been seen for countless years on the seabed; those prayer texts inlaid with coral, pearls, or bones were melting, turning into poisonous foam that eroded the fleeing sea races.

Some of those who fled slowly were eroded into fly ash under the sweeping force from outside the sky.

And the Sacrifice Moon Domain was also in great shock.

The Human Imperial Capital was the same.

Inside and outside the Imperial Capital, it twisted like melting wax; the entire city steamed with blue smoke, and all the buildings in the city seeped with foul-smelling black water from the crevices.

If it were just this, it would be fine; in the next instant, following a calm voice echoing from outside the sky... an even greater shock descended.

"Some heavenly ways should not exist!"

Once these words were spoken, in the firmament of Eastern Wanggu, one heavenly way after another appeared.

They wailed, they were angry, they fell...

These heavenly ways, which had been refined by the first batch of Eastern Wanggu cultivators to protect the Eastern Wanggu world, were now dragging flame tails and smashing toward the ground.

Except for the few most primitive ones, the status of all the others was continuously stripped away!

And these heavenly ways had different appearances; there were dragon-shaped spirits, human-shaped heroes, and alien bodies, but all of them, at this instant, mutated into monsters made of rotten flesh.

As they fell, they sprinkled foul-smelling blood rain, eroding the earth in all directions into a honeycomb shape.

It also included a giant baby; he was rotting all over, crying and shouting something, his body falling uncontrollably toward the direction of Feng Feng Haijun.

The catastrophe had arrived.

Heaven and earth were tearing themselves into pieces, and all things were nothing but dust attached to the skin.

The natural barriers that once divided the territories of various races had become cracks of the doomsday.

There was also wind from outside the sky, pouring into the human world through the broken firmament, carrying the wild aura from the beginning of chaos, yet it was colder and heavier than ever, as if urging all living beings to write their epitaphs quickly.

As for above the firmament, amidst the churning chaos, holy lands finally appeared slowly.

Within them, one could see figures coldly watching this continent that was about to return to silence.

The myriad races and all living beings felt palpitations under this gaze.

Just like twenty-seven years ago!

And at this critical moment, at the instant the catastrophe fell, a passionate horn sound came from the Human Imperial Capital.

Twenty-seven years of preparation erupted in this horn sound!

Within Feng Feng Haijun, arrays composed of cultivators shone, forming light shadows that rose into the sky.

On the Sacrifice Moon Continent, the Niyue Palace rotated, and countless Niyue cultivators rushed out.

Leading them was Old Nine, and beside him, the Heir and others simultaneously erupted with their respective powers.

The myriad races were the same.

Within the Minggu Race, bone soldier arrays were lined up, and millions of white-bone warriors held rusted bone knives, with soul fire flickering in their eye sockets.

Their patriarch stood at the very front, touched the crack between his ribs, and suddenly laughed; the laughter sounded like grinding broken bones, carrying madness and ferocity.

"How about our race's offering being our own bones?"

Within the heavenly tribulation Race, in the central brood nest, the insect mother's tentacles slowly curled around her head.

The deduction result she longed for was like the final glimmer of light that could not shine into the dark insect nest where she was, so she chose to give up.

She was prepared to feel the coming death, but the unwillingness in her heart...

Made her raise her head violently and transmit a shout toward the firmament.

Under this shout, all the brood nests exploded, and groups of cultivators of her race rushed toward the sky.

There was also the Turing Race; their totems had fallen, and their catastrophe had arrived, but the patriarch of their race grinned.

He raised his broken scepter and let out a crazy howl toward the sky; although his voice lacked the heroism of the past, only endless bleakness and despair, it also had... unyielding spirit!

The myriad races were all like this!

Since they were destined to die, then even the most cowardly ethnic groups had the burning of their blood.

After all, if they could take a few enemies with them in the slaughter before death, at least they would feel...

Even if they died, it was worth it!

And the human race's bloodiness was not lacking either!

At this moment, inside the Imperial Capital, the decree of the Lixia Empress echoed, and the Imperial Capital roared.

The domain-wide great formation lit up instantly, and together with the formation lights of other domains, they spread rapidly at this moment; while connecting with each other, there were also domain treasures raised into the sky by various races!

One could see ancient boats comparable to the size of a county, carrying world-destroying power, heaven-shaking and earth-shattering.

One could see seemingly simple and ancient bronze swords, emitting sword cries that shattered the void, rushing into the sky.

One could see mysterious remnant wood of unknown origin, transforming into towering ancient trees, wanting to weave a firmament.

All kinds of domain treasures erupted.

The human race was no exception.

Numerous Suns of Dawn, carrying brilliant light, flew toward the firmament.

Launching a death battle!

Looking from afar, countless cultivators, endless arrays, and a large number of domain treasures gathered into a torrent at this moment, rushing toward the holy lands above the firmament!

But just at this moment, above the firmament, in the holy land, a hoarse voice came out.

"Yiyanzi."

Following the appearance of the voice, a figure walked out from these numerous holy lands.

It was exactly the holy land quasi-immortal who had blessed the sword wind earlier!

He was not human, but of the Rock Race, his body like a mountain; at this moment, with one step, he crossed the void and appeared beneath the firmament, appearing in front of all the holy lands.

Standing in the void, he looked calmly at the earth and raised his rock hand.

Pressing down!

The moment his palm fell, a cultivation base at the peak of the quasi-immortal realm erupted from him, causing heaven and earth to change color and the wind and clouds to roll backward.

A pressure that could be called terrifying for Eastern Wanggu suddenly descended.

Under this pressure, even the Empress trembled all over, her body unable to stand steady.

If she was like this, there was no need to mention other cultivators.

Even the gods of various parties, after noticing this scene in their respective places, all grew heavy.

The peak of the quasi-immortal realm was the same as the peak of the Divine Platform.

For the current myriad races of Eastern Wanggu, it was impossible to resist!

Thus, as this palm fell, all domain treasures lost their effect, visibly turning into rock.

The light of the earth's arrays was directly covered, and then... dimmed and extinguished.

The cultivators from various ethnic groups had their cultivation bases within them shaken instantly, losing any power to fight back.

Possessing a constitution meant crushing at the level, even if this one had only realized this one trace.

But combined with his own cultivation base, it was already a legend of Eastern Wanggu.

Jibingshi was also like this among the holy land quasi-immortals.

The only quasi-immortal peak.

Thus, his strike was enough to let the despair of all races drown their minds.

"Fragile."

In mid-air, Yiyanzi shook his head.

At this moment, a wind blew; in that wind, it seemed to come the sigh of the Sword-Wielding Great Emperor back then.

Sighing at the weakness of Eastern Wanggu.

Sighing at the helplessness toward fate.

Sighing even more at the powerlessness that rose in his heart before he died back then.

For Eastern Wanggu, the holy land... was irresistible! ——

Still writing, there will be more in a while.