Chapter 755: Consecutive Slayings

The bronze sculpture placed both hands in front of its chest, as if grasping some intangible object.

When Xi Bubai knelt and prayed to it, a spark of fire shot from the bronze sculpture's hand, and an extremely crude wooden stick appeared out of nowhere in his hands.

The top of the stick was wrapped with several pieces of rotten dry bark, and a fireball the size of a human head blazed fiercely.

Though the fire was small and not hot, it suddenly made everyone in the army city feel a wave of warmth—whether they were elders who had reached the Divine Realm, frontline fighters at only the Fetal Storage Realm, or soldiers of the Life Pond Realm hiding far behind, responsible for operating the artillery platforms.

Originally, when facing the Xuanming Elder Ancestors, the fear that rose from the depths of their hearts suddenly vanished.

Just as the human race of the Primeval Wasteland walks in the night, the sky is overcast with dark clouds, no light visible. In the vast, desolate wilderness in all directions, beasts' roars are heard, and faintly one can hear the 'hiss' of poisonous snakes in the grass.

Fear, panic, bodily trembling, danger lurks nearby.

A wise person drilled wood for fire, and thus a rough wooden stick, a few pieces of sun-dried bark, and an extremely crude torch came into being.

The firelight illuminated the night, startling away the cautiously approaching beasts, and the temperature change kept poisonous snakes and insects far from the crowd.

Torch after torch was lit, the firelight fully illuminated the entire troop, the plain, and the direction the troop advanced.

The campfire rose, and one cluster of flame after another spread out in all directions.

It illuminated the primeval, it illuminated the wasteland, and all the way illuminated the people of today.

A firm will spread from this crude torch, imprinting an unshakable thought in everyone's heart in the army city: "The firewood passes on, endless and unceasing!"

"Kill!" Xi Wule burst out with a near‑mad roar.

Two thunderbolt seals, one before and one after, landed on a Xuanming Elder Ancestor. As the thunder sounded, the elder's thick Cold Qi aura vanished without trace at some point, and moreover his Ten Directions Slaughter Armor had already been shattered by the Canghai Divine Pearl, so the thunderbolt seals struck his body squarely.

Thunderlight burst, plasma surged like a tide, instantly submerging this Xuanming Elder Ancestor within.

In the tremendous noise, the Xuanming Elder Ancestor's flesh and blood instantly turned to charcoal, leaving only a bluish‑purple, nearly transparent skeleton that emitted boundless Cold Qi, hovering in midair.

From behind, blue divine light poured continuously from the ice sculpture, steadily pouring vast power into the skeleton riddled with cracks.

Flesh and blood sprouted rapidly on the skeleton; in the blink of an eye, he could fully restore his flesh.

Lao Tie let out a long howl, he suddenly turned his head, opened his mouth, and a blinding seven‑colored divine light shot out, striking the skeleton's skull. With a tremendous bang, the skull shattered into countless fragments that scattered in all directions.

Lao Tie gripped his long spear with both hands and slammed the Xuanming Elder Ancestor impaled on the spearhead hard into the ground.

Behind him, Xi Bubai solemnly performed a great bow before the bronze sculpture.

The bronze sculpture glimmered all over with a faint, warm firelight, and two fireballs the size of fists shot from the torch in its hand, flying toward him like lightning.

One fireball landed on the shattered skull skeleton.

Another fireball landed on the Xuanming Elder Ancestor whose throat had been pierced by Lao Tie and who had been brutally smashed to the ground.

The firelight gently lit up.

All the laws of heaven and earth around were dispelled.

On the skeleton and the intact Xuanming Elder Ancestor's body, all Cold Qi and divine light vanished completely, turning them into ordinary skeletons, into ordinary human bodies.

Their bodies began to burn.

Wu Tie they could feel that the flames on them were merely ordinary mundane fire—not any heavenly‑earthly strange fire, nor any lofty spiritual or divine flame.

This is just ordinary wood‑fire, just ordinary firewood fire.

It is the flame used in ordinary folk's stoves to cook rice and stir‑fry dishes, and the campfire used by travelers on the road to boil water and warm themselves.

This fire has accompanied the human race since primeval times, accompanied the Pangu descendant clan, burning all the way to today, never extinguished. No matter how many mighty beings, divine powers, secret arts, or earth‑shaking existences, at their outset they merely drew strength from this single thread of endless, most ordinary fire.

This is the fire of Suiren.

This is the fire of the Human Dao.

Ordinary, yet it brims with the power to overturn heaven and earth.

Two Xuanming Elder Ancestors screamed and howled; in this ordinary, mundane flame they were quickly reduced to ashes, even their souls burned away completely.

Xi Bubai, kneeling on the ground, swayed and fell with a thud.

"Just as the rumors say, this Human Dao fire can be wielded freely only by a Human Emperor… even we, with the aid of divine artifacts, are still straining, straining… but, Human Emperor!" Xi Bubai murmured: "In this day and age, is it still possible for a Human Emperor to arise?"

The crude wooden stick in the bronze sculpture's palm vanished, and that seemingly ordinary yet supremely powerful flame also disappeared.

Only Xi Bubai, his magical power utterly exhausted, lay on the ground, gasping heavily.

Not only Xi Bubai, but the two thousand Divine Realm experts of the Fuxi Divine Kingdom who had come to reinforce Wu Tie also instantly exhausted all their magical power, each collapsing on the ground, panting, unable to move.

Eighteen Xuanming Elder Ancestors charged together; in the snap of a finger, only three of them could still move freely.

The others were trapped—nine by the Yin‑Yang Daoists, three suppressed by the Five Elements Daoists, and another three Xuanming Elder Ancestors were outright beheaded on the spot, not a trace of soul remaining.

The three Xuanming Elder Ancestors still able to move freely let out a unified howl, filled with shock, anger, and inexplicable sorrow.

Regardless of whether they were good or bad, those eighteen had fought side by side in the past, their bond deep. Later they were all punished by the gods, imprisoned in ice coffins, trapped in that lightless realm for countless years, day and night refined by extreme Cold Qi, enduring endless suffering.

Truly, it was a camaraderie forged in the slaughter of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, truly a bond formed in boundless hell through shared weal and woe.

At this moment, three old brothers were beheaded right before his eyes; the three Xuanming Elder Ancestors let out a unified howl, like wounded beasts, their cries shrill to the utmost.

'Bang, bang, bang!'

Three tremendous explosion sounds came from within the three Xuanming Elder Ancestors; a ring of cold light rolled like a tsunami, rapidly spreading outward in all directions.

The three simultaneously burned their soul essence blood, pushing their power to the extreme.

Heaven and earth turned a vast azure; half the army city was shrouded in Cold Qi, all manner of heavenly and earthly laws were shaken, twisted, dispelled—only the bone‑chilling yin cold lingered in the world.

Wu Tie raised his head and howled: "All you of Chiyang Shen Shan… why do you still not act, what are you waiting for?"

A low‑curse came from afar: "Gan Xiao, I should have drowned you in a water tank back then! You idiot who doomed the whole clan!"

Gan Jiu led a crowd of Divine Realm experts from Chiyang Shen Shan pouring out from a large mountain in disorder, then vast flames shot up into the sky, and the heavens were instantly blanketed by sticky, magma‑like fire clouds.

Chiyang Shen Shan lies in the southern wilderness and is the lord of the Boundless Wasteland.

Under the influence of Chiyang Shen Shan, and also due to the geography of the Boundless Wasteland, many Divine Realm experts participating from the Boundless Wasteland this time—about seventy or eighty percent of them—cultivate fire‑based techniques.

Wu Tie took several top‑grade heavy weapons from Chiyang Shen Shan, but the mountain's foundation is deep; the clan still holds hundreds of innate‑grade spiritual weapons and treasures, most of which are fire‑attributed.

The elders and elder ancestors of the other three thousand great tribes, whose peoples have thrived in the Boundless Wasteland for countless years, naturally also have hidden treasures.

Heaps and heaps of fire-attribute innate spiritual treasures and innate spiritual weapons flew chaotically in the air, mingling with the rolling fire clouds, which made the clouds' light and flame blaze ever more brilliantly, and the temperature within a radius of ten thousand li rose rapidly.

The Three Sovereign Profound Ice Old Ancestors gave a 'wa' and began vomiting blood, vomiting blood in big mouthfuls.

The terrifying high temperature scorched, the massive force crushed down, the firepower of thousands of Divine Realm experts gathered together was astonishingly extreme, invading their five viscera and six bowels, almost cooking their organs.

"You foolish lot…… why don't you act?" the Three Sovereign Profound Ice Old Ancestors cursed hysterically: "Do you still think you can take charge after we die?"

Outside the military city, thousands of Snow Plains tribe Elders stared blankly, then they all screamed shrilly, each cutting open the pulse on their left wrist and sprinkling their essence blood toward those ten-thousand-zhang ice sculptures.

On the ice sculpture, the huge trident emitted dazzling divine light, quickly falling onto these tribe Elders.

The aura of these tribe Elders surged suddenly; even ordinary Divine Realm first- to second-level experts quickly rose to the level of Divine Realm fifth- to sixth-level.

And those who already had cultivation of Divine Realm fifth level or higher saw their aura leap forward to Divine Realm eighth- to ninth level, even reaching the Divine Realm peak great completion realm comparable to the Profound Ice Old Ancestors.

Thousands of tribe Elders whose strength had surged let out a long howl together, waving various staffs with their right hands, sending forth torrents of icy fury that surged fiercely toward the three frantically struggling Profound Ice Old Ancestors.

The entire military city trembled slightly, as several Mo family Elders crouched in the core hub of the city's formation and timely activated the layered defensive formations within the city.

When the Profound Ice Old Ancestors came charging, these great defensive formations had not been activated.

But at this moment, the great defensive formations were fully activated; the supermassive spirit veins brought by Yuan Qilin leading his people's migration emitted sonorous dragon roars underground, and massive earth vein energy continuously poured into the military city.

All four walls of the military city simultaneously burst forth with piercing divine light, a light barrier as thick as an eggshell and spanning several li enveloped the entire urban area.

Thousands of torrents of Cold Qi heavily struck the thick light barrier.

The military city shuddered violently; this was a joint strike by thousands of Divine Realm experts whose strength had surged.

Opposing this strike were the tens of thousands of supermassive underground spirit veins brought by the Yuan clan's migration, and the giant defensive formation jointly set up by the Li, Mo, and other clans.

Mo Yun, Mo Wu, and the other Elders guarding the formation's hub all shuddered, their skin tearing open like spiderwebs, with large amounts of blood continually gushing from the cracks.

Around them, millions of Wuguo Embryonic Storage and Divine Pool cultivators roared in unison, pressing their hands onto the flashing formation symbols on the ground, sparing nothing to pour their mana into it.

At the instant the light barrier formed by the defensive formation was attacked, it collapsed from several li thick to just over a foot thick, on the verge of total shattering.

At the very moment of collapse, the mana of millions of Wuguo cultivators surged into the formation; the dim light barrier burst forth with dazzling strong light, rapidly expanding from just over a foot thick back to several li thick in the snap of a finger.

Layer upon layer of complex divine sigils and runes continually surfaced within the light barrier, intertwining and condensing into countless illusions of sun, moon, and stars, while countless illusions of divine beasts and birds flashed rapidly through it—strange and wondrous beyond compare.

Whether these celestial phenomena or the illusions of flying beasts and terrestrial creatures, each was filled with a wisp of wondrous Dao resonance, raising the light barrier's defensive power to the utmost.

Outside the city, the thousands of frenziedly attacking tribe Elders stared blankly, then they roared in unison: 'Sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice… and also, assault the city!'

The warriors riding war beasts and war birds shouted in unison; just moments ago, their six major tribes had struck down the warriors of the mid-sized and small tribes, instantly slaughtering hundreds of thousands as offerings for sacrifice.

But at this critical juncture, they simply had no time to strike down the warriors of the small tribes.

They drew their weapons and, without hesitation, chopped off the heads of their mounts with a single blow; accompanied by shrill beast roars and bird cries, great gushes of hot blood surged skyward, forming a sea of blood that flowed toward those ice sculptures.

On the ice sculpture, the huge trident emitted piercing cold light; the azure cold light gave off a sharp tearing-through-air sound, like gigantic arrows, slamming hard into the defensive formation.

With a tremendous boom, Mo Yun and Mo Wu, guarding the city formation's hub, both vomited blood, along with several Mo family Elders who kept tumbling and were flung out.

Millions of Wuguo cultivators responsible for supplying mana to the defensive formation also shuddered in unison, blood pouring from their seven orifices.

The entire defensive formation was pierced by a single strike; several azure light columns surged into the military city, rushing toward the three Profound Ice Old Ancestors whose bodies were covered in blisters from being burned all over. Then came a booming sound as the sky's rolling sticky fire clouds were violently torn apart, and the cold light fell upon the three Profound Ice Old Ancestors.

Before the three Profound Ice Old Ancestors could react, Wu Tie again mobilized the power of the Primordial Crown, once more catching a trace left by a Profound Ice Old Ancestor in the vast, complex river of time filled with countless variables and possibilities.

Again, he reached out and seized it.

Lightning flashed in his palm.

Among the three Profound Ice Old Ancestors enveloped by the cold light, one suddenly let out a shrill roar; his bones shattered inch by inch, his flesh and blood instantly exploding into green smoke, while countless bolts of lightning erupted from within him, blasting his body into fine ash.

In the snap of a finger, this Profound Ice Old Ancestor completely vanished into smoke.

Eighteen Profound Ice Old Ancestors have already been slain, four of them.

A massive backlash struck, Wu Tie's five viscera and six bowels seized with sharp pain, his body swayed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Retreat!" the two Profound Ice Old Ancestors still able to move freely finally felt fear, they let out a wild howl, expressing their demand.

The trident's cold light suddenly blazed intensely; the two of them, plus the nine people being tugged by the Yin-Yang Two-Qi Vessel, made a total of eleven Profound Ice Old Ancestors who were pulled out of the military city by the divine light of the trident, its power surged after the sacrifice.

Wu Tie spat out a bloody mouthful, gritted his teeth and shouted hoarsely: 'Join forces, kill those three who have trapped the Five Elements Daoist!'