Chapter 167: 164th Cross-Domain Timespace Long River

Immediately, hundreds or thousands of yin soldiers, without uttering a sound, were shaken to ashes and smoke, completely vanishing from the world.

"This... this is really just a lingering imprint; I thought there truly were such a terrifying number of yin soldiers."

Many cultivators came to their senses, all letting out a sigh of relief; fortunately it was only a trace of imprint, otherwise they'd be in deep trouble.

"This should be the scene that happened back then; I don't know why it's appearing now."

The Yaochi Saintess gazed out over the sea with her beautiful eyes; she had never seen such a strange scene before.

"If so, is that person a Huacan Saint?"

"Quite likely."

As they conversed, the Huacan Saint shattered another large batch of yin soldiers, exuding overwhelming dominance.

Yet the yin soldiers kept coming endlessly, as if without limit, continually gathering from afar, fearless of life and death, charging forward.

Further on, the yin soldiers' strength and terror rolled out as vast black qi spread; their mournful wails of extreme grief shook the void until it cracked, and a yin general rushed out, launching a fierce killing strike.

"Bang!"

The Huacan Saint exchanged a palm strike with him; countless runes surfaced, intertwining before them—this blow nearly shattered the void.

Relying on his extraordinary power, the Huacan Saint stood firm, not retreating an inch; in contrast, the yin general was blown back a hundred zhang, the black qi coiling around his body dimming considerably.

Yet this place is filled with black yin mist, and the yin general recovers extremely quickly.

After a moment, he opened his mouth and spewed forth a river of blood; a thick bloody smell spread, within it countless evil spirits wailed, struggling to escape and tear the Huacan Saint apart.

The blood river was like a huge blade, slashing down from the air; the red silk-like thread seeping out was as thick as a massive mountain, its power shocking to heaven and earth.

"This is too terrifying; although it's merely a remnant of past events, that dreadful killing intent feels as if it's right before our eyes."

Even though it's just an imprint, the horror of the blood river still makes the onlookers' hair stand on end.

The Huacan Saint showed no fear, unleashing a terrifying technique to meet it head-on; after a tremendous boom, the blood river was shattered by him, yet he was forced back half a step thereby.

"Boom!"

Before he could strike again, three strands of black mist swept in from afar, each utterly terrifying, not in the slightest weaker than that yin general.

"So what if there are many of you? Watch how I cut you all down!"

Facing four terrifying opponents, the Huacan Saint never retreated an inch.

His inner breath boiled; his whole body resembled a divine furnace, his vital energy vigorous like a blazing cluster of divine fire.

He strode forward, actually intending to take on four foes alone—not only must he oppose yin generals whose cultivation is comparable to his own, but he must also constantly guard against countless yin soldiers.

What followed was a life-and-death struggle that shattered the void and darkened the sky and earth.

Finally, the four yin generals were all slain; the Huacan Saint also suffered serious injuries, but before he had any chance to recover, a terrifying aura came from the horizon……

Heedless of his wounds, he turned and rushed forward, immediately launching another earth-shaking battle.

"As expected of a Huacan Saint, facing such a situation he still did not retreat a step……"

"He is truly deserving of the title of saint!"

People saw this, and none could remain unmoved; although there are many rumors about this saint, only by witnessing him personally can one know how mighty he truly is.

Yang Zhu had remained silent until now; at this moment he suddenly turned to the Yaochi Saintess and said, "Yue'er, I want to help him."

"But... but this battle took place tens of thousands of years ago; it's already a thing of the past."

The Yaochi Saintess's bright eyes flickered; for a moment she couldn't react. "That's right, Brother Yang, this is something that happened in the past; we wanted to lend a hand, but we're powerless." The Prince of Xia couldn't help but frown.

Hearing those words, everyone present turned their gaze over.

After Yang Zhu's identity was revealed, he naturally became the focus here; moreover, with two peerless beauties and the Prince of Xia also present, he naturally attracted much attention.

"How would you know without trying?"

As the words fell, Yang Zhu's body flickered with Dao runes; chaotic mist swirled around, hazy and vague, within which endless spatial power flowed.

His body gradually turned illusory, almost merging with the void; at the same time, Dao power surged, and the laws of heaven and earth resonated in harmony, as if in accord.

"What kind of technique is this?"

The Prince of Xia and others stared in astonishment; the present Yang Zhu, an ethereal holy deity, resembled a resurrected great emperor, his aura permeating ancient and modern times, his divine might overwhelming the world, beyond precious.

Yang Zhu stepped forward step by step; his body grew ever more illusory, and faintly two phantoms appeared behind him—though they differed slightly from him, everyone could tell they were him.

One of them showed Yang Zhu's somewhat youthful appearance; the other was obscured by the vast mist in front, making his face hard to see, very mysterious and strange.

The phantoms flickered, all entwined by chaos, gradually overlapping into one.

A brilliant divine light burst from his brow; immediately a light gate opened before him, yin-yang power circulated, spatial power spread—at this moment it seemed as if time and space were reversed! "Under heaven and earth, past and present, there is nowhere I cannot go."

Yang Zhu walked step by step toward the light gate; despite the surging domain and reversed time-space, he could not be impeded in the slightest.

His figure flickered; beneath his feet the river of time flowed, as if he were walking toward the netherworld.

"Where are you going? I will follow you."

The Yaochi Saintess's beautiful eyes sparkled; she was about to move forward, fearless of whatever lay ahead.

Yang Zhu looked back; at this moment his face was shrouded in hazy mist, making his features indistinct, as if he did not exist in this world.

"Yue'er, wait for me here."

Having said that, Yang Zhu continued forward; shortly after, he stepped one foot into the light gate, and the next instant a scene occurred that made one's hair stand on end.

"How... how could this be?!"

All that could be seen was, on the black ocean, within the ancient battlefield revealed by a faint lingering imprint, a dazzling gate suddenly appeared, instantly drawing the gaze of everyone on the battlefield.

Then a foot stepped out from the light gate; instantly a terrifying aura spread, vigorous qi and blood descended like heavenly pressure, and holy qi radiated outward.

The holy qi and blood, abundant as a sea, surged toward the horizon.

At this moment, all yin soldiers and generals were terrified; facing the qi and blood overflowing from the gate, they felt an innate dread.

Ah! The qi and blood, like a sea, advanced irresistibly, with the force to crush the rotten and wither the weak; in an instant, thousands of yin soldiers were blasted to ashes and refined into a wisp of blue smoke.

Many yin soldiers were not affected, merely touched by a trace; instantly, raging divine fire ignited within them, which they could not extinguish no matter how they struggled, and they were finally refined to purity.

Woo! At that moment, a distant horn sounded from the horizon; all yin soldiers heard it, their bodies shuddered violently, and they immediately turned and retreated like a tide.

"What's going on!"

The terrifyingly powerful Yin Generals, upon sensing Yang Zhu's aura, all trembled with fear, feeling a dread that rose from the depths of their souls.

It seemed that the person beyond the Light Gate was their natural nemesis!

(End of Chapter)