Chapter 1028: The Eye of Heavenly Punishment

Below the Saints, all living beings are but ants.

However, when Nuwa chose to marry Yin Qi, few questioned Yin Qi's qualifications.

After all, Yin Qi is an existence standing at the Peak Quasi-Saint level, even surpassing the peak; at the same time, he is the monarch of the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty, having unified the Primordial Continent and the Underworld, making him the most powerful person in the Primordial World.

Such a status, paired with Nuwa, is only natural.

But for a Saint to marry is unprecedented since ancient times, so this wedding attracted widespread attention from the Primordial World.

Countless people opened live streams, and the network was in a state of boiling excitement.

"Wow, this is Tianjing! It is too magnificent, too spectacular; even the Heavenly Court is hard-pressed to rival it."

"That is only natural. This main city of Tianjing is a Medium-grade Post-celestial Spiritual Treasure, and Di Qi has also laid out countless peerless Array Formations; the Innate Spiritual Qi within the city is abundant, even surpassing the Three Immortals Island."

"Haha, the union of the Saint Mother and the Great King is truly a match made in Heaven."

"Lady Nuwa, you are the Saint Mother of our Demon Race; how can you marry a mortal emperor? This is not your true destination."

"By marrying a Saint, the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty will surely be as glorious as the midday sun."

"Tsk tsk, it is worthy of being the Imperial Palace of the Great Shang Celestial Dynasty; even ordinary palace maids and attendants are at least at the Mysterious Immortal Realm, and Golden Immortals are everywhere. This poor Daoist feels that this place is even more like the Heavenly Court than the Heavenly Court itself."

"Innate Banquet, another Innate Banquet! Everywhere one looks are Innate Spiritual Fruits or Innate Spiritual Brews. How hateful; why is this poor Daoist not on the invitation list? After one banquet, reaching the Golden Immortal realm would be within reach."

Chaos Beyond the Heavens.

At the time of the wedding ceremony, after nearly forty thousand years of meticulous preparation by the Demon Race, the resurrection sacrifice was finally about to begin.

In the vast space of Chaos, a magnificent Altar stood tall; its entire body was blood-red and covered in mysterious dark-colored runes, making one look upon it with awe.

Jimeng stood upon the Altar, his expression solemn.

Although he knew deeply that this sacrifice would violate the Heavenly Dao and invite Heavenly Punishment, he seemed to have no fear, for he had long been prepared to sacrifice himself; for the future of the Demon Race, all sacrifices were worth it.

"Begin."

Jimeng whispered to himself, raising his head to look toward the Primordial World.

This chaotic space was attached to the world membrane of the Primordial World, and the Altar was not far from the Primordial World, about ten thousand miles away.

The resurrection sacrifice is an act that defies Heaven.

To avoid being implicated, Lu Ya and the various Demon Sages and Demon Gods stood behind the Primordial membrane.

They stared at Jimeng, their eyes filled with sorrow, but deep within their hearts surged excitement, for once the resurrection sacrifice succeeded, Di Jun, Donghuang, and Xihe would return to the world.

Their return would not only mean that the Demon Race would have three more Peak Quasi-Saints.

They were even more so the spiritual pillars of the Demon Race.

After Yin Qi's tens of thousands of years of public opinion warfare, the Demon Court's seemingly stable rule actually relied entirely on military suppression; internally, it had long since fallen apart, and the contradictions between various clans were exceptionally sharp.

Even toward the Demon Court, the various clans had already developed intentions to leave.

Regarding this situation, they were naturally well aware.

Facing Yin Qi's public opinion warfare, they had also tried to counterattack, but it was completely ineffective because the Heavenly Dao Network was in Yin Qi's hands; any counterattack was like a stone sinking into the sea.

If Di Jun and Donghuang could be resurrected, relying on their prestige, they would be fully capable of reconsolidating the hearts of the Demon Race.

Withdrawing his gaze, Jimeng waved his large hand, and one thousand Immortal Jade boxes circled around him.

These Immortal Jade boxes were specially refined and capable of holding living beings; each Immortal Jade box contained billions of living beings, and all possessed cultivation at the Golden Core Realm or higher.

For these sacrificed living beings, the Demon Race had been busy for nearly forty thousand years, scouring all life-bearing planets within hundreds of millions of light-years in the Outer Starry Sky.

Boom!

Jimeng unleashed his aura fully, his magic power surging.

His hands quickly formed seals, striking profound magic seals into various parts of the Altar, gradually activating it.

Hum hum!

The Altar trembled slightly, and the runes upon it seemed to come alive, wriggling like living creatures.

An evil blood-red color shot into the sky, dyeing the surrounding Chaos.

Snap snap!

As Jimeng waved his hand again, the thousand Immortal Jade boxes fell one after another onto the Altar.

Instantly, countless flesh and blood and soul power were extracted from the Immortal Jade boxes, surging into the Altar like a blood-red torrent, making the evil blood-red color even more intense. Ah!

Countless wails and curses emanated from the Immortal Jade boxes; these trillions of living beings were all alive.

They were to be sacrificed alive.

Snap snap!

With a series of shattering sounds, all the Immortal Jade boxes were broken.

The Altar absorbed the flesh, blood, and soul essence of the trillions of living beings, its operation reaching its limit; the endless evil blood-red color permeated for millions of miles, even seeping into the Primordial Universe.

Lu Ya and the others were terrified, retreating again and again.

They had a premonition that once contaminated by the evil blood-red color, they would be instantly drained dry.

"Time River, open for me!"

Suddenly.

Jimeng roared toward the sky.

Please... you... bookmark 6... 9... books...!

Subsequently, the Time River emerged from the void.

It was vast and mighty, stretching for who knows how many miles, flowing from the distant past toward an unknown future.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The next moment, the Altar shot out three blood-red divine rays, rushing into the Time River.

This resurrection sacrifice was, in essence, the gathering of the flesh, blood, and soul essence of endless living beings, injected into the Time River to nourish the life imprints of the deceased powerhouses, allowing the departed powerhouses to be reborn ahead of time.

Whoosh!

The calm Time River suddenly surged with waves, trembling violently.

"The Present," while seemingly just a segment of the Time River, is actually vast and boundless within, with the life imprints of countless deceased powerhouses drifting and sinking, even including those of the Chaos Demon Gods.

They were slain by Pangu, and their life imprints were all somewhat incomplete.

But at this moment, stimulated by the power of the Sacrifice, they were unexpectedly awakening one after another.

"Such dense Qi of the source of life, hahahaha, this is all mine, I want to be resurrected!"

"Pangu, once I am resurrected and return, I will surely kill you!"

"Move aside, I want to be reborn and return."

Within the Time River, a chaotic dance of demons ensued, and countless life imprints rushed toward the three streaks of blood-colored divine light.

But the blood-colored divine light had long since locked onto its targets, heading straight for the life imprints of Di Jun, Donghuang, and Xihe, while the life imprints along the way were all knocked aside.

However, because of this, the three streaks of blood-colored divine light dissipated quite a bit of energy.

This energy was absorbed by many life imprints, which immediately condensed significantly, and some life imprints of ancient powerhouses even had the feeling of being about to resurrect and return.

"Hahaha, it has come to resurrect us!"

Di Jun laughed loudly.

The three streaks of blood-colored divine light accurately and flawlessly enveloped the life imprints of the three of them.

Instantly, their life imprints recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the aura they emitted became increasingly majestic.

At the same time.

Outside the Time River, above the Resurrection Altar, the originally empty sky was suddenly covered in tribulation clouds; the black tribulation clouds were as thick as mountains, with countless thick, purple-black Thunder flashing within them.

These tribulation clouds churned, and at the center, they actually condensed into a massive eyeball, staring coldly and mercilessly at Jimeng.

The Eye of Heavenly Punishment!

This is the highest form of Heavenly Punishment.

To disturb the Time River and forcibly resurrect deceased powerhouses is to act against Heaven.

Since ancient times, there have been many Anti-Heavenly Beings.

But there has never been anyone who survived under the Eye of Heavenly Punishment.

Because once the Eye of Heavenly Punishment appears, it is a fight to the death.

If acts against Heaven were easily successful, where would the majesty of the Heavenly Dao be!

(End of this chapter)