Chapter 481: A Decade of War

Time flies; the blood‑red sun and moon of the Bian Huang have cycled for over ten years.

For cultivators whose lives span ages, a decade or so may be but a flick of the finger, yet in the endless war of the Bian Huang every moment is soaked with iron and blood, stamped with life and death.

Ye Wuque's figure has long become a dazzling golden scar in this blood‑stained furnace that makes the Other Shore Beings both hate and fear.

His War God name is no longer only sung within the Nine Heavens Ten Lands camp; it has also been posted in the Other Shore World, becoming a symbolic monument that many Other Shore Heavenly Pride seek to fell to prove themselves.

And today, this hunt‑and‑counterhunt that has lasted for over a dozen years seems to have reached a small climax.

Broken Star Domain, Fallen God Ruins.

It is a vast and shattered starry sky, where the once‑prosperous clusters of stars have long been annihilated in ancient great wars, leaving only countless fragments of varying size, twisted spatial fissures, and a lingering flow of chaotic energy.

It is both a natural killing ground and an excellent ambush site.

Ye Wuque stands alone atop a pitch‑black meteor comparable to a small continent, his body bathed in a faint golden aura, starkly out of place in this icy, dead‑silent environment.

His black garments have long been stained with inexhaustible Xuesha and frost, yet his posture remains as upright as a spear; when his eyes open and close, it seems as if sun, moon, and stars are born and die, a depth that makes the heart tremble.

Over more than ten years of Bian Huang blood wars, not only has his edge not been dulled, it has been honed into greater restraint—and more terrifying.

Regarding his comprehension and application of the Touch Heaven Realm, he has gradually entered a fine state, and his resonance with the laws of Heaven and Earth becomes increasingly clear and effortless.

Yet at this moment, this area of the Broken Star Domain that should be silent begins to stir faintly.

An invisible yet heavy aura of solemn killing seeps out from the Darkness Void in all directions, gradually solidifying the space of this region.

The drifting stardust that once floated now seems heavy and sluggish.

"Is it coming…?"

Ye Wuque's mouth corners lift in a slight curve; it is not fear, but an almost pure excitement at the challenge.

He has long sensed something amiss, a feeling of being simultaneously locked onto by countless cold gazes.

Buzz—!

The Void ripples, and silhouettes gradually emerge—from twisted spatial fissures, from the shadow of the massive meteor, and under the cover of turbulent energy currents.

One, ten, a hundred… a thousand!

Dense and countless, like demons crawling out of hell, each form different—some ferocious and terrifying, some elegant and eerie, some as huge as mountains, some as tiny as dust.

Yet they share one commonality.

All exude a powerful aura.

At the very least they are at the level of Half‑Decay Realm eight or nine heavens, and many have an aura that is obscure and deep, with the surrounding Dao Rule subtly twisted, clearly indicating they are already infinitely close to the Immortal Realm, even having attempted to breach that barrier as formidable presences!

Thousands of eyes filled with greed, murderous intent, indifference, and curiosity focus simultaneously on Ye Wuque, like tangible swords aiming to pierce him.

"Ye Wuque…"

A low, hoarse voice, sounding like metal grinding, sounded from an Other Shore Being shrouded in gray mist, bearing Three Heads Six Arms.

"Yongye Zunzhu's decree has been issued; your head is of incalculable value."

"Today, this Fallen God Ruins is the place where your War God legend will end!"

"Yongye Zunzhu?" Ye Wuque lifts his eyebrow slightly.

He knows this person, one of the strongest of the Night Clan—one of the Other Shore Ten Great Overlords Forces—a titan standing at the true pinnacle, whose influence knows no bounds.

Ye Wuque is not at all surprised by this.

He himself, on the Ultimate Main Road, slew the Night Clan's first demon, Ye Junlin; the Night Clan naturally harbors deep hatred toward him.

If it were not for the supreme presence seated on this side of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, it would not be impossible that Yongye Zunzhu himself would personally intervene against him.

Ye Wuque's voice is calm, revealing neither joy nor anger: "It seems you all are after the bounty, or… wish to step on my corpse, Ye Wuque, to make a name for yourselves."

"No need for idle talk! Kill him, each claim the head by your own strength!" On the other side, a creature bearing bone wings on its back and covered in blood‑red scales roared fiercely, its murderous intent soaring.

"Indeed! No matter how strong he is, he is still just a man! With thousands of us strong ones united, under the Immortal Realm, who can stand against us?"

Some beings clamored, trying to concentrate everyone's murderous intent.

The atmosphere instantly tightened to the extreme!

The qi of thousands of Other Shore fiends merges into one, like an invisible towering wave, crushing toward Ye Wuque at the center!

The shattered giant stones in the starry sky silently turn to dust, and the space emits a strained moan under the burden.

They hail from different races, each with their own motives, but driven by Yongye Zunzhu's bounty and the great fame that slaying Ye Wuque could bring, they have temporarily reached a terrifying consensus: to annihilate Ye Wuque!

Facing this hair‑raising terrifying encirclement, Ye Wuque slowly inhales, and his faint golden aura suddenly flares intensely!

Boom!

A majestic, blazing, sky‑piercing battle momentum erupts, like a dormant Honghuang giant beast awakening, boldly soaring into the heavens!

Golden qi and blood surge like a sea, instantly forming a vague yet vast phenomenon behind him, where the Divine Aperture can be faintly seen spouting stars, bridging Heaven and Earth to draw forth the Dao Rule.

That momentum not only was not crushed by the combined force of thousands of foes, but acted as a pillar in the stream, pushing upstream, forcibly splitting the invisible pressure wave.

His gaze flashes like lightning, sweeping the predatory enemies on all sides; the Sacred Battle Qi within his body begins to roar and surge at an unprecedented speed, the Power of the Six Great Extreme Realms stirring, and the breath of the Space-Time Origin coils around his fingers.

"Yongye Zunzhu's bounty?"

"A stepping stone to fame and fortune?"

Ye Wuque's voice suddenly becomes resonant as metal striking metal, echoing through this Broken Star Domain:

"Then use your blood and bones… to hone Ye's post‑breakthrough edge! Let's see today whether you take me to claim the bounty, or I… with your lives, pave my Path to Heaven-Connecting!"

As the words fell, he suddenly stamped his foot!

Bang!!

The massive pitch‑black meteor beneath his feet exploded with a thunderous blast!

And his whole being has become a dazzling golden meteor that tears the starry sky, not retreating but advancing, bearing an unyielding, decisive battle will, actively charging toward the thousands of Other Shore fiends whose murderous intent boils across the mountains and plains…

Rashly charging forward!

The great battle is about to erupt!