Chapter 428: Monsters of the Other Shore

Even the top Heavenly Pride from the Xuanhuang World does not wish to be outdone.

The contemporary Holy Son of the ancient sacred site Wanxiang Academy… the Mysterious Emperor, descends!

His Dao robe flutters, a lotus crown rests on his head, he holds a sweeping dust rod, a aura of pure Qi surrounds him, Dao Rhythm naturally perfect, and between his opening and closing eyes seem to manifest yin‑yang evolution and the turning of the Eight Trigrams, appearing unfathomable.

His expression is gentle, a faint smile tugging at his lips, as if everything is under his control.

The famed Undying Aristocratic Family… the most outstanding heir of the ancient Ning family of this generation, Ning Wushuang, likewise steps out of the Void and arrives here.

Clad in a blue robe, his posture stands tall as a pine, his face handsome, his temperament aloof.

He carries no weapon, standing with his hands behind his back, yet a peerless, piercing Destruction Dao Rhythm that seems capable of penetrating all laws naturally emanates from him, causing any living being to dare not underestimate him.

It is said he has cultivated the Ning family's ancestral Destruction Divine Eye to an extremely high realm; wherever his gaze falls, all things can be shattered.

These monsters, hailing from different camps yet all standing on the same generation's Absolute Peak, each claim a side; their auras range from flamboyant to restrained, from tranquil to fierce, subtly forming a delicate balance and standoff.

Their appearance naturally provokes countless onlookers below into waves of uncontrollable exclamations and admiration, continuously driving the atmosphere toward a climax.

And in a corner of this monster platform, several figures closely linked to Ye Wuque gather together.

Geshu Wenyue stands holding his blade, his dark robe as black as ink, his expression serene.

Twenty years of campaigns along the Ultimate Main Road have refined his blade intent into ever purer, more condensed form; though not outwardly displayed, a sharp aura that can cut through illusion constantly lingers around him.

His gaze flashes like lightning, continuously scanning the Other Shore camp and the direction of the Absolute Peak, his brows slightly furrowed as if evaluating something.

Feng Caichen, dressed in white brighter than snow, stands quietly beside Geshu Wenyue, his ancient sword sheathed, its brilliance restrained.

His temperament is as cold and clear as the solitary moon of Nine Heavens, his eyes calm; only when he occasionally looks toward the Absolute Peak does a barely perceptible hint of concern flash in his gaze.

Lei Yuhuang remains elusive as ever, yet at this moment, the brothers' battle is evidently more important.

Ao Tianyin also walks over, standing together with Geshu Wenyue and Feng Caichen.

He looks at Feng Caichen and Geshu Wenyue, nods, and in a deep voice says, "Brother Feng, Brother Geshu. Today's battle holds extraordinary significance."

Geshu Wenyue nods, "Indeed. It concerns not only Brother Ye personally, but also the prestige and fortune of our Nine Heavens Ten Lands on this Ancient Path."

Feng Caichen's voice is even, "I trust him."

Four simple words, yet they contain immeasurable trust.

Just as the many Heavenly Prides of the Jiutian Camp murmur among themselves—

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four colossal pressures, each utterly terrifying and saturated with death, gloom, slaughter, and suppression, like four meteors ablaze with destructive fire, brazenly… descend upon the Void on the opposite side of the platform!

In an instant, above the platform, light warps, temperature plummets, even the pervasive Chaos mist is pushed aside, leaving a heart‑pounding blank zone!

All sound cuts off!

Countless gazes, bearing shock, fear, solemnity, hostility, sweep forward in unison!

At the center of that blank zone, four figures, like Demon Gods emerging from the deepest hell, slowly reveal their true forms.

The first, a dead‑air aura, skin as pale as a corpse, a fierce dark‑red scar across the chest glaringly obvious, is the Corpse Clan young master—Shi Litian! —who was gravely wounded by Ye Wuque twenty years ago, his Dao injury still unhealed.

His gaze is malevolent and vengeful, fixed on the Jiutian Camp direction, especially where Ye Wuque has yet to appear; the bone‑deep killing intent nearly solidifies.

The second, shrouded in a wide black cloak, twirls a black scythe entwined with Wraiths, ghostly aura emanating around him, is the first rank of the Ghost Clan—Gui Qianmo!

Within the shadow beneath his hood, two specks of eerie green Soul Fire flicker, emitting a silent, eerie chuckle that sends shivers down the spine.

The third, standing on a crimson demonic sword, red hair and blood‑red eyes, a murderous sword intent soaring to the heavens, slicing the surrounding Void into countless fine cracks, is the Blood Clan sword‑path prodigy—Xue Jianchen!

His gaze is icy and disdainful, as if regarding all beings present as lambs awaiting slaughter; only when his eyes sweep over the Absolute Peak does a hint of solemn battle intent flash.

The fourth, the tallest and most imposing, clad in a dark‑gold Nether‑pattern battle robe, with behind him the looming shadow of the ancient suppressing Nether King's Wall, is the Nether Clan's ninth prince—Ming Jiuhuang!

His expression is indifferent, dark‑gold pupils gazing down like a deity over ants, exuding a suffocating suppressive force.

The four great Other Shore monsters—Shi Litian, Gui Qianmo, Xue Jianchen, and Ming Jiuhuang—descend together!

These four terrifying beings, who have once stirred endless blood rain and foul wind on the Ultimate Main Road, their hands soaked with the blood of Nine Heavens Ten Lands cultivators, now appear simultaneously, their oppressive presence devastating.

After a brief Dead Silence, the entire Tongtian Peak viewing area erupts with mountain‑roaring, tsunami‑like shouts and clamor!

"My god! It's… it's the four killing gods of the Other Shore! They've all come!"

"Shi Litian! Gui Qianmo! Xue Jianchen! Ming Jiuhuang! This lineup… is terrifying! Even their aura makes my soul shudder!"

"Are they here to press the formation for Lord Ye Junlin, or to witness Ye Wuque's downfall in person?"

"Over here on the Nine Heavens Ten Lands side… the pressure is huge!"

In the direction of the Other Shore camp, deafening, frenzied cheers and shouts erupt!

Countless Other Shore beings, flushed with excitement, brandish weapons or banners, shouting hoarsely:

"Invincible! Other Shore invincible!"

"With the four great sovereigns arriving together, today we shall make Ye Wuque's blood splash the Absolute Peak!"

"Lord Ye Junlin will sweep everything away! Bury the hope of the Nine Heavens!"

Conversely, on the Nine Heavens Ten Lands side, the atmosphere instantly becomes gravely intense.

Ao Tianyin, Jian Wushuang, Tun Qiangu and other Heavenly Prides all wear solemn expressions, eyes sharp as blades, meeting those four terrifying gazes without showing weakness, their battle spirit beginning to surge.

Though the opponent's might is terrifying, the Jiutian monsters who have reached this point all possess resolve and pride; they would not be easily frightened.

Geshu Wenyue's hand gripping the blade tightens slightly, he inhales deeply, and in a low voice says, "This is the destiny of this world of the Other Shore… the four monsters—any one released—could stir the winds and clouds of a region."

Feng Caichen's clear eyes sweep over the four figures, lingering a moment on Xue Jianchen's crimson demonic sword, a faint sword intent flashing in his gaze, yet he says nothing.

In Ao Tianyin's golden dragon pupils burns raging warfire: "Sooner or later we'll have to fight them!"

Xu Tianhuang, Shen Wuyue, the Mysterious Emperor, and Ning Wushuang—top monsters from other worlds—now wear varied expressions.

A trace of apprehension and a stronger desire to win flashes in Xu Tianhuang's eyes.

Beneath Shen Wuyue's veil, her beautiful eyes burn with even greater battle intent, as if eager to spar with one of them.

The Mysterious Emperor lightly swings his dust rod, his smile faintly restrained.

Ning Wushuang slightly narrows his eyes, the Destruction Dao Rhythm subtly circulating.

It can be said that the simultaneous arrival of the four great monsters of the Other Shore instantly raised the attention and tension of this showdown to a new peak!

This is not merely a personal battle between Ye Wuque and Ye Junlin; it is also a remote standoff and clash of momentum between the top forces of the two great camps!

Time, amid the anxious waiting of countless living beings and the undercurrents of thoughts from all sides, slips away bit by bit.

The summit of Tongtian Peak, shrouded in Chaos and Immortal afterglow, remains silent and still, as if quietly awaiting the appearance of the two protagonists.

Finally……

Above the heavens, that moon, which serves as the Time anchor point of the 108th level of the Ancient Path, slowly climbs to the zenith, perfectly whole; its cool, bright lunar glow pours down, coating the towering Tongtian Peak with a silver rim.

The full‑moon moment… has arrived!

At the very instant when the moonlight is at its peak—

Hum!

There is no omen, nor any prelude of energy fluctuations.

Centered on the summit of Tongtian Peak, the boundless starry sky above suddenly… darkened!

It is not clouds covering, nor fog blocking.

Rather, it is a more fundamental, more domineering… devouring and… enveloping!

Light, as if swallowed whole by an invisible colossal mouth.

Sound, smothered by absolute silence.

Colors, forcibly stripped from this Star Domain.

Even the mana circulating within living beings, their surging blood, and their active souls, in that instant, felt an inexplicable… stagnation and… coldness!

Eternal Night!

The boundless, utterly pure… Eternal Night, like a pre‑set Fate curtain, thunderously… descends!

In this absolute Darkness, all perception is stripped away, all direction loses meaning; only the instinct—fear—originating from the depths of the soul toward the unknown and the void, grows wildly!

"Night… is Lord Ye Junlin!"

"Eternal Night descends! Junlin reigns over the world!"

"Lord Ye Junlin has arrived!!"