Chapter 519: Demonic Beasts Soar Across the Sky

Demonic beasts pierce the sky, Qi surging into the heavens!

The news that the Origin Ancient Road will soon open, like a superstorm sweeping the Zhutian Wanjie, fully ignites the long‑dormant blood and battle spirit of every young Heavenly Pride of this age!

Nine Heavens Ten Earths, this vast and ancient multiverse, at this moment seems to have countless sleeping dragons awaken simultaneously, emitting thunderous roars!

Blade Ancestor Dao Court, a peerless, overwhelming blade light that seems able to cleave Chaos, surged skyward; Geshu Wenyue, bearing a massive sword, treads the rolling river of blade Qi, his gaze sharp as an eagle, charging straight toward the direction of the Star Sky Ancient Road!

At the ancestral land of the Reverse Chaos Heavenly Demon clan, Chen Shimei's handsome and exotic face bears a smile that overturns all beings; his form turns into a bizarre flash of Reverse Chaos of Yin Yang, confusing causality, and vanishes in an instant at the spot.

Mu Yutiandie dances gracefully, her wings scattering dreamlike starlight; wherever she passes, laws blossom, dazzlingly beautiful yet laced with lethal danger.

Jian Wushuang of the Nine-Leaf Emperor Sword Vine Clan transforms into the sky‑piercing sword vine; each leaf clangs, tearing the void!

Also Duan Tianhuang, Kun Chi, Sheng Xuanyi, Bei Huangyu, Ao Tianyin, Ji Hongyu, Dou Tianxiong, Yuan Yishi and other demonic prodigies.

These legendary demonic prodigies, already famed across Nine Heavens Ten Earths and regarded as the future hope of their respective forces, now resemble comets long primed, boldly emerging from their seclusion sites, ancestral lands, and secret realms, bearing unstoppable momentum and a yearning for the pinnacle, all rushing together toward the Origin Ancient Road that gathers the heroes of the heavens!

Their emergence draws the attention of countless forces across Nine Heavens Ten Earths, sparking heated debate; people know that a truly star‑filled era of Heavenly Pride domination, a great age of contest, has already arrived!

Somewhere within the terrifying Chaos forbidden zone that lies in the buffer zone between Nine Heavens Ten Earths and the Other Shore.

"Hahaha!!! What a thrill! What a thrill!!"

A wild, overwhelming laugh, as if it could shatter stars, rings out from deep within the forbidden zone!

A towering figure radiating the vast, nether power of the Zhutian appears, swinging a pair of fists that seem capable of blasting the universe, crushing the myriad ancient stars blocking the way—each varying in size yet all imbued with Chaos energy—into powder as if smashing a pile of eggs!

Where the fist wind passes, the void collapses, Chaos recedes, revealing a straight passage.

It is Ziyang Shen!

His violet hair whirls wildly, draped over his muscular, bronze‑colored shoulders; his towering, robust frame resembles an ancient deity, with faint anomalies of the four great extreme realms swirling around him, weaving a terrifying aura that makes hearts race.

At this moment, he gazes toward the direction of the Origin Ancient Road sensed from afar, his eyes burning with lava‑hot battle fervor and excitement.

"The legendary place that gathers all the fiercest figures of the Zhutian Wanjie... is it finally opening?!"

Ziyang Shen licks his lips; there is no hint of fear in his eyes, only an eager fervor, "March on the Ancient Road, temper oneself, repel the ominous, protect my heavens! Such a grand event could not be without me, Ziyang Shen?!"

"Hahaha! I'm coming!"

He no longer hesitates; with a sudden stamp, he drives the core of the Chaos forbidden zone into a bottomless pit, his form becoming a purple thunder that tears the star sea, enveloped in an unstoppable, overwhelming momentum, racing toward the direction of the Origin Ancient Road!

The Other Shore World also stirs with rising winds and clouds.

At the Nether Clan's ancestral land, Ming Jiuhuang is surrounded by Dead Silence gray‑white aura surging, ghostly flames flickering in his eyes, bearing deep hatred toward the Nine Heavens Living Being and a hint of greed for power, stepping into a passage suffused with ominous energy.

Deep within the Ghost Clan, Gui Qianmo becomes a formless ghostly wisp, emitting a chilling, sinister sneer: "Origin Ancient Road... the burial ground of the Nine Heavens demonic prodigies..."

The Soul Clan's soul‑extinguishing life solidifies, emitting a terrifying wave that devours divine souls.

The Shadow Clan's shadows, myriad‑faced and ever‑changing, make the true form indistinguishable.

The Evil Clan's evil‑hearted demon child lets out a childlike innocent yet spine‑chilling giggle.

These young Titans of the Other Shore World also received the sensing, or rather, the ominous forces behind them guided or opened a path to the Origin Ancient Road for them.

They bear endless murderous intent toward the Nine Heavens Ten Earths living beings, along with ambitions to plunder creation and prove themselves, their eyes blazing as they set out on the journey.

To them, it is not only a Trial Ground but also a hunting ground!

Meanwhile, deep within an ancient forbidden zone on the Other Shore that even Immortals dare not tread lightly.

The scene here is extremely terrifying!

A vast Star Domain seems to be explosively shattered by an indescribable Great Power, countless stellar wreckage drifting in the icy void, the space structure fragmented, filled with destructive energy turbulence and lingering terrifying Dao Rules. The heavens and earth rupture, a scene of apocalypse!

In the center of this apocalyptic vista, atop the shattered remnants of several ancient giant stars, eight corpses lie haphazardly, their breaths long gone yet their remains still exude a heart‑pounding oppressive presence!

Their forms vary—some as massive as mountain ranges, others retaining human shape—but the common point is... in life they were all Immortal Beings of the Other Shore World!

Now, the divine blood flowing from these Immortal corpses nearly forms a crimson lake, radiating dense Immortal essence and the scent of death.

Amid the Corpse Mountain Blood Sea, a rather youthful, even slightly slender, handsome young man strolls out at a leisurely pace.

Clad in simple white robes untouched by dust, he starkly contrasts with the surrounding blood‑stained filth.

His face is strikingly beautiful, almost otherworldly, with a faint, almost imperceptible smile at the corner of his mouth, as if mildly intrigued by everything.

He walks slowly and casually, as if the ground beneath him were not immortal corpses and blood pools but a pebble‑strewn path in his own backyard.

It is Ye Beichen!