Chapter 695: The Annihilation of the Heavenly Peng Ancestor!

But all of this is in vain.

Crack—!

Accompanied by a deafening cracking sound, all the defenses gathered by the Heavenly Peng Ancestor shattered instantly before the Chaos Heavenly Emperor Fist, as if they were paper.

The golden fist shadow slammed onto his massive Peng body without any hindrance.

This time, his flesh burst open completely.

The ten‑thousand‑zhang Jin Peng True Body cracked inch by inch under the fist's force, its Jin Peng feathers fluttered across the sky, then were purified into nothingness by the Supreme Holy Golden Light within the fist's intent.

The power he gained by burning the Primordial instantly dissipated, the Supreme Dao Foundation was utterly crushed, his soul tried to tear through the void and flee, but the Space‑Time Power within the fist's intent had already locked onto every fragment of his remnant soul, leaving him no chance to escape.

Ye Wuque's world‑shaking fist intent, like the Heaven‑Earth Net, completely suppressed, crushed, and purified the last thread of his life and the final remnant soul he tried to reverse, leaving no trace.

"I am unwilling… I have roamed the ages, how could I fall to the hand of a mere Sealed King junior… the ominous great Extinction Sequence… will not spare you…"

The Heavenly Peng Ancestor let out a faint roar at the end, the unwillingness and despair in his voice echoing over the No Return Path, lingering for a long time.

Then the sound abruptly stopped, his shattered corpse exploded completely, turning into endless flying ash that dissipated between heaven and earth.

This Golden‑Winged Great Peng Clan's strongest ancestor in history, a Heavenly Dao Supreme Peak warrior whose name shook the Zhutian Wanjie, the world‑shaking being who founded the Heavenly Peng Dragon Capture Art, ultimately fell on the No Return Path, body and spirit annihilated, not even a fragment of remnant soul or a drop of blood remained.

Throughout the whole battle, he had no resistance at all before Ye Wuque, not even the chance to force Ye Wuque to reveal his true power.

Ye Wuque, with his Sealed King Immortal cultivation, slashed the Heavenly Dao Supreme in reverse; such a feat, across the Zhutian Wanjie through all ages, is absolutely unique—no predecessor, no successor!

The Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor standing nearby had already frozen in place, his whole body rigid.

He witnessed the entire battle with his own eyes, from Ye Wuque's single punch sending the Heavenly Peng Ancestor flying to the final Chaos Heavenly Emperor Fist that utterly exterminated him, all within only a few dozen breaths.

He had already ceased his healing motions, dark golden Dragon Blood streaming down his mouth corner unnoticed, his aged Dragon Pupils widened to a rolling circle, filled with overwhelming shock and disbelief.

He had lived for many epochs, seen countless Heavenly Prides, witnessed ultimate descents, observed Supreme confrontations, yet had never seen anyone use Sealed King Immortal cultivation to reverse‑slash the Heavenly Dao Supreme!

To know, above the Sealed King Immortal Realm lie the Immortal King Realm, Dao Void Realm, Dao Lord Realm, Dao Ancestor Realm, Ordinary Supreme Realm, and Giant Supreme Realm—six major realms in total—before reaching the Heavenly Dao Supreme Realm!

Crossing six major realms to strike back, and still being able to annihilate with three punches and two kicks, this is no longer defying Heaven—it completely overturns the cultivation knowledge of the Zhutian Wanjie!

After a long while, the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor finally regained his senses, inhaled deeply, yet could not stop his voice from trembling as he bowed his hands to Ye Wuque and exclaimed hoarsely:

"This… Ye Xiaoyou… oh no, Ye Dao Friend… Ye Qianbei! You… you are truly the only anti‑Heaven monster in all ages! You actually, with your Sealed King Immortal body, slashed the Heavenly Dao Supreme! I… I have lived for many epochs, never having witnessed such a world‑shaking event!"

Ye Wuque slowly retracted his fist, the divine light and aura around him fully withdrawn, the Xuanhei Robe gently falling, his handsome face still calm and unruffled, as if he had merely crushed an insignificant insect moments ago.

He gave a faint smile, looked at the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor, his tone softened a bit, and asked: "Senior, how are your injuries? Has that ominous power infiltrated the depths of your Dao Foundation?"

The Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor quickly waved his hand, lifted his hand to wipe the Dragon Blood from his mouth corner, his face still bearing an unmistakable shock and admiration: "No problem, no problem! Just minor superficial wounds, the Dao Foundation was lightly eroded by the ominous power, a brief breath adjustment will restore it. As for you, senior, you truly are a hero in your youth!"

He gazed at Ye Wuque once more, let out a long sigh, his tone full of emotion: "In today's Nine Heavens Ten Lands, even the Zhutian Wanjie, even a practitioner of the Heavenly Dao Supreme Realm cannot match you. You have truly become a being standing atop the heavens! This calamity sweeping the heavens, the hope of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, will ultimately rest upon you!"

Ye Wuque gently shook his head, his gaze turning to the deeper part of the No Return Path, where darkness spread like a giant beast's open maw, occasional eerie roars echoing, and the Dao Rule fluctuations of the fallen Supreme radiating endless oppression and terror.

He spoke lightly: "Senior, you overpraise me. I merely did what needed to be done. By the way, does this No Return side route still have other major foes? What about the other side routes, and the core Main Road of this No Return Path, what's the situation now?"

Hearing this, the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor's expression of awe vanished instantly, his demeanor becoming exceedingly solemn; he followed Ye Wuque's gaze toward the depths of the No Return Path, his voice lowered a few tones, carrying a hint of heaviness:

"This side route, with the Heavenly Peng Ancestor slain by you, now has no other major enemies. Yet the countless other No Return side routes are in extremely dire condition."

He paused, his tone growing heavier: "From the Other Shore and the ominous strong ones, a steady stream emerges from the depths of the Main Road; countless Zhutian comrades hold the side routes, yet continue to be pushed back step by step. Many have already fallen under the ominous power. Even several old friends of the Heavenly Dao Supreme Realm have reported their downfall; the situation is extremely critical."

"And the most terrifying is still the core, most crucial Main Road deep within the No Return Path." In the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor's eyes flickered an unmistakable dread and fear, "There lies the true Great Terror, the ultimate source of all darkness, calamities, and ominousness across the Zhutian Wanjie! For countless millennia, innumerable ancient masters have tried to penetrate it, to slay the Dark Source and end the calamity, yet all have gone without return, utterly perishing inside. Even several ancient sages of the Supreme Boundless Great Perfection Realm and higher levels entered and never emerged."

Ye Wuque's gaze gradually hardened.

He knows the No Return Path is the starting point of this final calamity sweeping the heavens, and the ultimate being hidden in its deepest depths is the instigator of this disaster.

To end this disaster and protect the myriad lives of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, he must delve into the core and confront that ultimate terror.

"Then we shall not delay." Ye Wuque withdrew his gaze, looked at the Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor, his voice steady, bearing unquestionable resolve, "We will head immediately to the deepest core Main Road of the No Return Path, settle all causality, and end this calamity."

The Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor was briefly startled, then nodded heavily, his eyes igniting with fierce battle intent.

With a anti‑Heavenly powerhouse like Ye Wuque alongside, even the No Return Path core, untouched by anyone for countless ages, he dares to venture into.

Ye Wuque said no more, stepped forward first, heading toward the pitch‑black, deep core of the No Return Path.

The Xuanhei Robe rustled in the chilling wind; with each step he placed, a golden lotus silently blossomed beneath his feet, the surrounding ominous aura instantly purified away, and the previously shattered void gradually steadied under his tread.

The Nine Heavens Dragon Emperor inhaled deeply and hurriedly fell into step with him.

The two figures, one ahead of the other, gradually vanished into the darkness of the No Return Path.