Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 671 - 623 Night Heavenly King Yanluo

"This kid, he's definitely not an inheritor of our Sword Immortal Lineage. I don't know what kind of blinding technique he used; his form and moves completely imitate our Sword Immortal magic formulas, but the essence and charm are entirely different!" Finally, Sword Immortal Ling Hu detected something was amiss, and his beard stood upright with anger!

Truly, anyone dares to impersonate their Proud Sword Immortal Lineage; he wants to personally cut down this kid who brings disgrace to his Immortal Lineage.

"Calm down and let them fight," the Red Robed Saint Ancestor raised a hand signaling Ling Hu not to intervene.

The remnants of the Night Nuwa Lineage still possess considerable combat power; since someone is helping them eliminate them, why waste their effort?

The Red Robed Saint Ancestor had already guessed Wu Hen's open strategy. He was waiting for his comrades. As long as his comrades defeated the remnants of the Night Nuwa Lineage, the outcome between him and the Night Leader wouldn't matter; his comrades could escort Mingyi to the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea to complete the repair of the Dimension Bridge.

It was precisely because he thought of this layer that the Red Robed Saint Ancestor had the gods stop the attack.

They could completely observe from the sidelines, waiting for the remnant of Night Nuwa and the future warriors to decide a victor and then make a move.

Originally, this conflict was between their Gods and the Night Nuwa Lineage, with both sides having clear stances, aiming for the other's annihilation.

But with the future warriors joining, the dispute evolved into a tripartite stalemate, each faction having its ultimate goals, striving to maximize their own camp's interests...

Currently, the future warriors are the most anxious about repairing the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea, so let them handle the remnants of Night Nuwa while they conserve energy and strength, waiting for the outcome.

"Saint Ancestor, aren't you afraid they're deliberately putting on an act? You have to remember they, after all, belong to the Nuwa Lineage. Even with differing ideologies, when they realize that the results of their mutual slaughter are destruction, wouldn't they join forces?" At this time, the Martial Ancestor Kang Yishan from the True Martial Continent spoke up.

In this era, the True Martial Continent is almost level with the Holy Sect, having two individuals standing at a High Martial Realm, possessing Cangxuan True Qi.

One is Kang Yishan, and the other is Du Xiao.

Kang Yishan bears a deep grudge against Yanluo, the Night Heavenly King under the Night Leader. The two shared hardships, faced dangers together, but ultimately he was ruthlessly betrayed, leaving Kang Yishan extraordinarily furious, feeling that the past sincerity was just using him, trying to steal his High Martial True Inheritance!

If it was just stolen, Kang Yishan wouldn't be so angry; his deepest anger was that when he went to retrieve it, the other set everything on fire, destroying all High Martial Scriptures. This act severed the energy of the entire True Martial Continent, making it impossible for future generations of the True Martial Continent to ever reach the High Martial Realm of Martial God.

This calculation, this malicious deed, also made Kang Yishan, the True Martial Ancestor, a sinner on the True Martial Continent. If he couldn't extinguish these base, selfish Night Nuwa remnants completely, he would bring shame to both his ancestors and his descendants!

Thus, whether it's the current Night Nuwa remnants or the future warriors, Kang Yishan holds absolute hatred, wishing their entire clans to be utterly destroyed.

"No hurry, wait for the outcome." Saint Xian Cai Qiong said lightly.

If all the future warriors were siding with the remnants of Night Nuwa, they wouldn't need to repair the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea. Instead, they would need to stop them from crossing over to extinguish their spark.

The act would be unnecessary.

Cai Qiong felt the pent-up anger and rage within Kang Yishan. The High Martial True God had been severely harmed, and he was the main force in the siege against the Night Nuwa Lineage this time. Like a battlefield butcher, he had unknown how many Night Nuwa heroes he had slaughtered. He was already seeing red and was even more determined than herself to utterly eliminate the entire Night Nuwa Lineage since the True Martial Continent's energies had been severed, only making things increasingly difficult in the future...

"What do you think, would the Night Leader die more in agony by our hands or by the hands of those he defended for new life?" Cai Qiong asked.

Martial Ancestor Kang Yishan fell silent.

"Self-inflicted misfortune; even his own descendants are rebelling against him... His playing the Prison Warden of Cang Chu not only imprisoned the Human Clan's Ten Thousand Veins but also attempted to stifle his own descendants' thoughts, severing their inherent yearning for the world beyond the walls. How pitiful, if the Night Leader was absolutely selfish to himself, we couldn't even unite to kill him." The female Martial Ancestor Du Xiao said calmly.

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The Night Leader glanced over his subordinates.

Among his subordinates, there were twelve Night Heavenly Kings, the most powerful being Yun Huangchang, who possessed the Yama Robe.

In the night, he emanated Netherworld Radiance, standing between the Seven-Colored Mountain and Sea and Infinite City. The area he occupied resembled a terrifying Senluo Hall, and he himself reclined on one of the mountains, like a King Yanluo descended from the Underworld to the Mortal World.

"You know what to do." The Night Leader said to him calmly.

At this moment, this Yanluo slowly stood up, enveloping Infinite City in a layer of gloomy blue light, seemingly dragging the surrounding space into his domain in an instant. Many future warriors engaged in battle inexplicably plummeted from high above, followed by invisible Yin Cao Lock Chains emerging from underground, binding the evolved Tenth Rank human experts who possessed the True God's inheritance.

He suddenly extended his hand, heavily squeezing his palm, and instantly those Yin Cao Lock Chains burst with terrifying crushing force, directly pulverizing those burgeoning human Spirit Awakeners into dust!

Without a shred of mercy, this Yanluo seemed born for slaughter, his eyes extraordinarily resolute, killing these Nuwa's people from the future like swatting a few moths flitting before his eyes.

He disliked speaking, yet each time he killed a Spirit Awakener from the future, he let out a disdainful "tsz" sound, not uttering it from his throat but rather a noise squeezed out between his teeth and lips similar to spitting.

When this sound repeated, many human Spirit Awakeners realized it was him voicing the word "die" without opening his mouth.

His methods were extremely cruel, more ruthless even than those previously encircling Human Clan gods. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

It was evident that this Night Heavenly King Yanluo, despite sharing the same belief as the Night Leader, possessed an entirely different personality.

While he showed care toward the future warriors willing to stand by their side and fight alongside them, he would unhesitatingly annihilate those future warriors whose beliefs diverged from theirs!

"We gave you the chance for life."

"And we can also make you vanish just like that!"

Yanluo finally uttered these words, his pupils devoid of the slightest hint of humanity, truly resembling a Yin Cao Death God!