The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn-Chapter 67: Massacre

“Formation core!”

Sword qi turned into a blood-colored storm, erupting with a sharp explosive sound as it all surged toward the weakest point of the formation’s core.

So-called Vajra Demon-Slaying Array, so-called Myriad Spirits Massacre Array—just by name alone they sounded impressive, but in Lu Ye’s eyes, they were full of holes, not worth a damn.

“Boom boom boom!”

Plumes of blood mist exploded at the core.

The vajra pestle came smashing down in fury.

Countless silk-like threads wove together and surged toward him.

Lu Ye struck out with a single punch—fist met vajra pestle. For a brief moment, they clashed evenly, until Lu Ye stood perfectly still while the vajra pestle was ground down inch by inch into fine powder.

A group of Unity Dao cultivators watching this felt their scalps go numb.

“Amitabha! Amitabha!”

Especially the disciples of the Buddhist Sect—none knew better than them just how incomparably hard that vajra pestle was. With this thing, they'd crushed the skulls of countless experts.

And now, it had been smashed to dust by a single punch.

“I don’t believe he’s that strong!”

The Divine General wielded a long spear, clad in white armor with a red cape, his bearing imposing.

His eyes carried disbelief, and an intense unwillingness to accept it.

The Divine Aurora of the God Clan surged toward Lu Ye once again.

The Divine General transformed into blinding white light, a massive phantom emerging behind him, striking in unison with him as he thrust his spear with all his might.

“Proud Heaven Strike!”

Coiling around the spear was a divine dragon.

This was his ultimate killing move—the strongest strike of a Unity Dao cultivator.

He refused to believe that after withstanding the Divine Aurora, Lu Ye could still block this supreme attack. Unity Dao, Unity Dao—it meant the union of strength and Dao.

His Dao was the Dao of invincibility!

Lu Ye’s face revealed a smile—twisted, with a strange glint.

Casually, he swung his sword and cleaved through the Divine Aurora.

Then, facing that heaven-shaking spear, he extended his palm.

Clenched!

“Crash!”

The Divine General’s advancing figure halted abruptly.

Lu Ye didn’t budge a single inch, his blood-red eyes locked on the Divine «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» General, that cruel, terrifying smile still on his lips.

“You? You dare walk the path of invincibility?”

The killing aura in Lu Ye’s eyes shot straight into the Divine General’s soul. In that instant, the Divine General saw mountains of corpses, seas of blood, gods and buddhas weeping in their fall, and billions of living beings wailing in despair like ants before annihilation.

And when he looked closely at those billions of beings—

He was struck with absolute horror: every single one of those seemingly insignificant ant-like beings possessed power equal to his own.

His eyes lost focus, filled with blankness and utter terror.

“These... were all walking the path of invincibility.”

Lu Ye lightly pulled back with his palm, and the Divine General’s body was yanked toward him.

His right leg lifted.

Vast and violent power roared forward—

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A direct knee strike.

The Divine General’s body exploded on the spot, dissolving into a dense blood mist.

A pure white Nascent Soul flew out, trying to escape, only to be caught by Lu Ye.

He opened his mouth and swallowed it whole.

“Crunch, crunch, crunch...”

Fresh blood dripped from the corner of Lu Ye’s mouth as he looked up at the swarm of figures above.

“All of you—must die!”

“Ahhhh!”

He slashed his sword—tens of thousands of sword lights erupted in an explosion.

The formation was destroyed like rotting wood, and along with it, wave after wave of foreign clans turned into blood mist.

Wails and screams filled the air.

“Demon!”

“He’s a demon!”

“Don’t kill me, please, don’t kill me!”

Even the foreign Unity Dao cultivators felt their scalps tingling.

Run!

Terror was carved deeply into their souls.

Even the Divine General had been killed so easily—how could they possibly be a match for this demon?

The Buddhist Sect were the first to flee.

This devil’s might overshadowed all, the Buddhist light had dimmed—for now, they would conserve their strength, and when the light shone bright once more, they would return to subdue this demon. That was the righteous path.

But just as the crowd scattered and fled a hundred li away, their figures suddenly vanished, and when they reappeared, they were once again not far from Lu Ye.

“All the foreign races?!”

“There’s a formation!!!”

Ye An’s expression changed drastically. Why was there another formation out here on the perimeter?

Who the hell laid down this trapping formation?

Who?!

In the void, a young man in a cloak stood silently. His lips were red, his teeth white—but with the cloak on, no one noticed his presence.

The cloak was like an invisibility robe.

If Lu Ye in his current state saw him, he would definitely slash at him with a sword.

If Lu Ye in a calm and lucid state saw him, he would surely be shocked—this boy was...

Li Huaiyu!

He didn’t belong to any of the Five Great Sects, nor the Three Great Dynasties, nor the Eternal Teaching. He came from somewhere even more mysterious.

He didn’t have much interest in cultivation itself, but he had a peculiar obsession with formations. Unfortunately, he was dull-witted, causing his master to hate his lack of ambition and mourn his wasted potential, and so he’d been thrown into the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield to temper himself.

His comprehension of formations was indeed painful—he needed several minutes just to break through one—but he’d come here intending to rescue Lu Ye. After all, Lu Ye had helped him once before.

But what he found was... there was no need to rescue him.

So strong!

So terrifying!

Even more terrifying than his senior brother!

Based on Li Huaiyu’s own insight, barring any surprises, Lu Ye should be able to slaughter this entire group.

It was just... in case someone escaped—

So, Li Huaiyu laid down a trapping formation.

“Hahaha...”

Watching this, Lu Ye couldn’t help but burst into mad laughter.

He glanced once at Li Huaiyu. Li Huaiyu shivered all over, an overwhelming wave of fear surging like a tidal wave and drowning him.

H-he—

He could actually see him?

Impossible! This cloak was an innate spirit treasure, given to him by his master to protect his life!

“Kill!”

A flash of sword light.

Monks began spewing blood on the spot. The Hui-generation monks roared in fury, trying to form a battle formation—but the next instant, the crowd exploded, limbs flying.

“Amitabha, Amitabha...”

Buddhist chants rang out across heaven and earth, tinged with sobbing.

It sounded more like a death wail.

Even Amitabha couldn’t save them—at this moment, even the Buddhas were weeping.

“Damn it! Damn it! Break the formation!”

“We can’t! What the hell is this array?! Let us out! Who the hell laid this down?! Let us out!”

“I don’t want to die! I still have a boundless future ahead! I still have the Grand Dao waiting for me! I don’t want to die!”

“Ahhh!”

“It’s all your fault! He didn’t even provoke us, why did we team up to kill him?! Damn demon! Damn demon!”

A genius from the ghost clan howled in despair.

They’d clearly—clearly had no prior contact with Lu Ye. So why the hell had they lost their minds and decided to come along with the others?

Wails!

Blood!

Collapse!

Li Huaiyu witnessed the most brutal scene in the world—a massacre without suspense, a struggle that only brought pain.

He panicked.

Lu Ye’s blood-red eyes had only glanced at him once, but that glance was seared deep into his soul, leaving his whole body weak and trembling.

No—he had to run!

Once Lu Ye finished killing everyone inside, he’d be next.

Li Huaiyu’s figure quickly vanished.

Once he returned to the sect, he would absolutely warn his senior brother—if they ever encountered this Lu Ye, they must never provoke him.

Husheng watched the slaughter unfold.

The look in his eyes began to change—within his pupils, it was as if billions of layered pupils were beginning to manifest.

“A person like this actually appeared on the First Heaven?”

Lu Ye’s figure appeared before Husheng.

Blood-red eyes met those countless layered pupils.

“Come here.”

Lu Ye rasped.

A strange smile curved Husheng’s lips.

“Alright.”

His head was smashed to pieces by a single punch.