All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 753 - 104: Bleeding (7200)_3

Chapter 753: Chapter 104: Bleeding (7200)_3

They do not need to breathe, do not require a heartbeat; if ordinary people saw their faces, they would surely cry out in fear, identifying them as evil ghosts. This term is not mistaken, as their sinister fangs and facial features all prove that they indeed come from the Netherworld as ghost gods.

However, they are not the protagonists today, but mere protectors. Once rampant in the Underworld, these evil ghosts are now but servants of the Sects, silently forming a battle formation, surrounding and guarding the true target at the center.

Hum.

Thunder and rain light up among the clouds, tearing through the suffocating darkness of the dome overhead; behind these towering ghost gods clad in armor and armed to the teeth, at the center of the formation, a petite figure holds a thin Jade Book in one hand, a brush in the other, loftily writing high above.

Dressed in a long robe that blends into the night, with hem and ankle-length straight black hair flowing like ink, her face veiled in Xuan color, her eyes, emerald green like gemstones, exude the luster of non-living things.

The young girl’s exposed skin is pale, like the coldest snow and moon, as she overlooks the Demon Realm among the clouds, penning indecipherable characters.

"Done."

Upon finishing, she murmurs softly, like the chime of a bell quietly ringing in a still street.

Within the Jade Book, numerous characters float and finally condense and outline the silhouette of a tiger.

At that moment, the spiritual light in the dark Law Domain, along with the rainfall, descends like the night rain falling through the gaps of heavy clouds, nearly invisible and yet icy cold to the bone, a tangible reality.

The night rain falls, a chill wind rises.

The delicate girl tears a page from the Jade Book in her hand and throws it between heaven and earth. Instantly, a round of spiritual light flashes, manifesting a large character visible to anyone amongst the mountains and forests of the surrounding mountain range.

[Death]

The first to be entangled by the deadly quiet Law Domain, the Armored Giant Tiger roars; it is merely a demon and does not comprehend fear, but as the chill and somber power of the Law Domain penetrates its bones and marrow, the invisible hand of death begins to envelop its body with intentions to seep into its cobbled-together demonic body and its pulsing demon heart.

"Roar!"

Purplish flames surge around the Demon Tiger, as deep purple demonic marks spread over its body like peculiar patterns. Its heart, like a fiery furnace engine, thunders a loud boom, unleashing Gang Qi on the level of a Divine Repository, with violent shockwaves exploding around its body like a hurricane of toxic Demon Fire, as if its gigantic frame had fused with the burning flames.

In the next instant, it leaps, becoming a nearly black purple meteor shooting straight towards the Death Cloud in the sky!

"Ha!"

But under the protective formation of the numerous ghost gods, the pitch-black Death Cloud transforms into an obsidian-lustered copper wall and iron barrier. The earth-shaking pounce of a Divine Repository Great Demon indeed causes the entire dark cloud to shift back nearly ten miles, the explosive winds scattering far and wide, blowing away large swathes of rain clouds.

But death clings to the bone like a festering wound, ever-present like a shadow that never fades. Moreover, the many Chang Demons under the Demon Tiger’s command are already the most abundant in Death Energy among demons.

Countless Chang Demons begin to exude streams of black energy, nimbly entwining around the Tiger upon landing, growing and spreading like sprouting plants, or like the desperately reaching hands of those who drowned in the Nether Sea, tightly gripping the limbs of the Demon Tiger.

It struggles, but cannot resist the power within itself, the death accumulated within its body.

Soon, as the pitch-black Law Domain completely engulfs the Demon Tiger, this Divine Repository level Blood Meat Mutant Beast falls silent, stilled forever.

And then, it stands once more.

But this time, the gleam in its eyes is no longer chaotic Demon Light, but a pair of pitch-black, Returning Ruins-like pits of deathly stillness.

In an instant, a Divine Repository Great Demon falls and is transformed into a Corpse Puppet body for battle; the impregnable demon-drenched Law Domain now exhibits a colossal breach.

Just like the Martial Artists under all forces, the Death Cloud carrying many ghost gods and the girl, along with the transformed Corpse Puppet Demon Tiger, draw near to the Nameless Mountain Range.

"Ye Yue Long..."

He Wending, who had just slain the third Martial Vein Mutant Beast, frowned tightly, staring at the deadly silent black clouds that had first breached the lines and claimed victory, recognizing the true identity of the girl: "The True Lord’s daughter, You Jiao Master, true heiress of Taiming Sect... Damn it, did Taiming Sect actually send her? And let her bring the Divine Weapon ’Death Book’?"

He Wending did not feel inferior to his opponent. If he also had the Divine Sect’s Magic Guards forming a formation and a Divine Weapon by his side, he too could slay Divine Repository beasts—but the problem was, he did not, which spelled trouble.

Meanwhile, Ye Yue Long calmly looked towards the Nameless Mountain, which showed no signs of disturbance, coldly observing the masses dying in battle below its peak.

— An Jing... is this your intent? To have everyone run and fight for you, to become the center of cause and effect?

— If this is your deliberate act, then indeed you excel at the Secret Technique of Fate Pattern... if it’s instinct, could Divine Mandate really be so different?

If so, then let me see if you truly possess the ability!

Any ordinary Martial Artist would surely agree with her thinking.

But An Jing is not an ordinary Martial Artist.

Just as the black clouds gradually closed in, Ye Yue Long suddenly felt a jolt.

She sensed a chill and vibration akin to thunder, subconsciously raising her head to look towards the dome, an intense sense of danger emanating from it: "An ambush?"

No, not an ambush.

But a sudden strike.

And the target was not her, but An Jing!

While on the ground, He Wending hunted the mutant beasts and Ye Yue Long suppressed a Divine Repository Great Demon, a strange and eye-catching change occurred at the distant end of the sky.