An iron rod swept past, smashing through the heavens, and hurtled toward the skull of the devil bird, whose size dwarfed even an ancient mountain, aiming to split it open!
Unfortunately, this vicious bird was too powerful. With a single flap of its massive wings, it tore the sky apart and vanished in the blink of an eye. Despite its colossal body, it was incredibly nimble and possessed lightning-like speed.
"Why are you so savage? Aren't you afraid of heavenly consequences?" A voice echoed from within the mist as the iron rod swept across once more.
"What does the heavens matter? Even the gods can't do anything to me!" The enormous form of the devil bird loomed over the sky, its wings fiercely flapping as if it intended to shake the world itself apart. A violent gale erupted, plunging the world into darkness.
The monstrous creature unleashed its unrivaled demonic technique. Ghastly cries resounded through the air, carrying the eerie echoes of the Nine Hells. Thick black feathers, inscribed with innumerable dense and terrifying symbols, shot forth like a storm. Each feather whistled through the sky, brimming with destructive power, as they surged toward the being wielding the iron rod.
Another intense battle erupted. The iron rod pierced through heaven and earth, clashing against the infinite swarm of black feathers. The brilliance of its precious technique blossomed, flipping the world upside down, making it unstable and illusory.
Chi!
Dark light surged as the sky became densely packed with ominous black feathers. Suddenly, they all transformed into a colossal black furnace, larger than thousands of mountains combined.
Its aura was both intimidating and majestic, standing like an eternal monolith between heaven and earth—this was the Great Heavenly Earth Furnace.
The Heaven-Devouring Sparrow's demonic feathers interwove, and the profound symbols condensed into a terrifying demonic furnace.
Boom!
A deep humming sound rang out as the furnace roared to life, its immense force attempting to pull in the creature wielding the iron rod.
Vroom!
That massive creature exhaled scorching air like a bull as it brandished its iron rod. At the same time, a vertical eye appeared between its brows. Golden light erupted, filling the sky with countless symbols as the radiance condensed into an immortal sword, slashing toward the furnace.
This was a battle of life and death—at last, they began to unleash their true strength!
On the other side, the scarlet Griffin was locked in a fierce struggle with the enormous vicious beast.
Both sides fought with everything on the line. Raging flames clashed against a colossal claw, and the deafening sounds of battle resonated throughout heaven and earth.
They fought relentlessly across the skies, their battlefield stretching further and further, sweeping over an endless mountain range. Each strike shattered the clouds, and each collision distorted space itself.
...
In another part of the city, amidst the burning ruins and wailing mortals, an elderly couple ran desperately through the devastated streets. Behind them, a massive serpent, its scales glistening like polished obsidian, slithered leisurely.
This was no ordinary beast—it was a Third-Level Golden Core monster, a creature of terror and cruelty. It had already massacred thousands, not out of necessity, but for its own twisted amusement. It delighted in the despair of its victims, watching them collapse in fear before delivering the final blow.
Now, its eyes gleamed with cold amusement as it toyed with Liu Ying's parents, drawing out their suffering.
"I wonder... how long can they keep running?" the serpent thought, its forked tongue flicking out as it savored their despair.
Just as it coiled to strike—to finally end their lives—
"I wonder... how long can they keep running?" the serpent thought, its forked tongue flicking out as it savored their despair.
Just as it coiled to strike—to finally end their lives—
Time froze.
and in the blink of an eye, a small figure appeared before the serpent. She was tiny, almost doll-like, Golden hair fluttered behind her, and her emerald eyes held a gaze as calm as still water.
The snake's pupils shrank as Ramiris appeared out of nowhere. However, after looking at her closely, it didn't sense any terrifying aura, and it breathed a sigh of relief.
" I got startled for nothing."
The snake let out a slow exhale, its forked tongue flicking as it regained its arrogance.
"Just a weak little thing. What was I even worried about?"
Ramiris spoke softly "These two… I'll be taking them. Go play elsewhere."
Then, without another glance, she moved to take the trembling couple.
For a moment, there was only silence.
Then—
BOOM!
The air trembled as the serpent roared in fury.
"How dare a mere Insect Order me "
The monster coiled its body, its killing intent surging. Sky Darkened, As its vertical pupils locked onto the tiny girl with undisguised murder.
The elderly couple collapsed in terror.
But the little girl—Ramiris—only snorted coldly. Her gaze turned ruthless as she met the serpent's eyes directly.
In that instant—
CRACK!
A chilling sound echoed through the air.
The serpent's entire body—no, its very soul—began to fracture as if reality itself rejected its existence.
It had no time to scream.
Its body shattered into dust.
A mere glance. That was all it took.
Ramiris looked away, her expression indifferent. "A small ant… yet so arrogant."
Turning to the elderly couple, she found them already unconscious from terror.
Without another word, she lifted them effortlessly and vanished into the void—as if she had never been there.
...
Meanwhile, disaster struck the great Jin Kingdom. A devastating calamity befell the prosperous land, reducing it to nothing but history. The once-thriving cities stood abandoned, their streets empty, as tens of millions of lives were swallowed by the Heaven-Devouring Sparrow.
The four great creatures continued their battle, their fight carrying them ever further. Wherever they passed, towering cities crumbled, and ancient walls collapsed into dust, leaving only ruins in their wake.
The sky was torn asunder, and rivers boiled under the suffocating pressure of divine power. Screams of despair echoed through the shattered kingdom, yet the heavens remained indifferent. A lone temple, once devoted to the gods, stood trembling before the relentless destruction, its sacred statues weeping cracks of molten gold before vanishing into oblivion.
"Within a circumference of one Fifty thousand miles, not a single life form would remain. Only when dyed in blood could the mountains and rivers be considered truly beautiful!"
The vicious beast, shrouded in dense mist, stood between heaven and earth. Its ghostly green eyes gleamed with terrifying killing intent, reflecting an abyss of destruction.
It had once commanded over ten thousand beasts, but now, it moved on its own. Breaking away from the little red sparrow, it rushed toward the distant horizon, its monstrous form blotting out the sun.
"Heavens! What kind of divine creature is this?!"
Within the territory of the Pure Sword Sect, chaos erupted. The entire sect trembled as countless Golden Core cultivators and wandering cultivators attempted to flee. But how could they possibly escape from a peak Nascent Soul beast? It was nothing more than a hopeless dream.
Amidst the boundless mist, the creature's lake-sized green pupils closed slightly, releasing an unbearable pressure that suffocated all living beings.
Xiu!
A little red griffin chased closely behind, its beak opening wide as it unleashed a torrent of multicolored divine flames. From within the flames, an immortal scarlet sword emerged, slashing down toward the vicious beast.
Yet, it was too late. The indomitable creature loomed among the clouds, its massive maw stretching open.
It devoured the entire region as if swallowing an ocean of blood.
No! What kind of vicious beast is this?! How can it be so terrifying?!"
Inside the Protection Array in Pure Sword Sect, they were horrified beyond words. The entire capital city, along with its towering black mountain ridge-like walls, was ripped from the ground. Grand palaces and ancient structures cracked apart, their foundations crumbling as the sect's entire population was swallowed into that monstrous, blood-drenched abyss.
The little red Griffin desperately wanted to stop this carnage, but the humans were simply too weak.
A demonic light surged toward the farthest reaches of the land, engulfing every living being in its path. Tens of millions of people within the Pure sword Sect territory were swept into the monstrous creature's bloody maw, swallowed whole into its abyssal stomach.
The pure sword Sect was utterly annihilated. Apart from the monks who stayed in the protection Array, not a single soul survived.
The little red griffin seethed with fury. It had done everything in its power to prevent harm from befalling these innocent people, yet the monstrous creature showed no hesitation. It had swallowed over ten million lives in an instant, leaving nothing but silence in its wake.
Not far away, a beast flood surged forth, rapidly consuming the entire region. A city of two to three hundred thousand souls was wiped from existence in mere moments. The ground was drenched in blood, and every last person was devoured, their remains buried within the stomachs of countless beasts.
The beast flood grew larger and larger as it advanced toward the ends of the earth. More vicious birds and fierce beasts joined in, swelling its ranks until it became an unstoppable tide of destruction.
"Let us dye this entire earth in scarlet blood!" a supreme creature roared. "I will take the most exceptional among you to my divine mountain, where you will be allowed to cultivate alongside me!"
At these words, every beast in the flood trembled with excitement. To follow such an existence—to cultivate under its shadow—was an unimaginable honor. Their savage cries filled the heavens as they surged forward, driven by newfound ambition.
Fortunately, countless monks from the surrounding sects responded swiftly, engaging in a fierce battle against the beast tide across the Taiyi Domain. They fought with all their might, striving to suppress the overwhelming horde.
However, the true threat lay in the upper Fourth Rank monsters—those at the Nascent Soul Realm. Their terrifying shockwaves alone were enough to shake the heavens and the earth, threatening to obliterate anyone who dared to stand in their way.
Fortunately, the Taiyi Sect finally responded.
As the battle raged on, the very space around the beasts suddenly collapsed, and an imposing middle-aged man appeared beside them. Without uttering a word, he struck the Devil Sparrow with a devastating blow, tearing apart half of its body with a Divine weapon in his hands. This weapon, the Demon Subjugation Bell is a Fifth Rank weapon Only The monks Who are in the God transformation realm are Qualified to whild this Weapon.
The Devil Sparrow let out a bone-chilling roar, its pain echoing through the heavens as it struggled to heal its injuries. However, the Rules of Dao In the weapon wreaked havoc on its body, preventing any healing.
Unable to contain its fury, the Devil Sparrow screamed the name of its attacker, its voice dripping with hatred.
"Guo Zhenhai!! Shameless human! Sneak attacking me—how dare you?!"
The Devil Sparrow was terrified by the weapon in Guo Zhenhai's hands. Its body trembled as it screamed in pain and rage.
Guo Zhenhai looked at him coldly, his gaze sweeping across the battlefield, and then spoke, his voice icy.
"You broke the rules. We have a contract. No Fourth Rank monsters or monks are allowed to attack those below them unless provoked. If that is the case, then you can slaughter them."
He glanced around at the chaos the beasts were causing under his Eyes. A cold smile curled on his lips as he stretched out his hand.
A giant golden hand appeared in the sky, its massive fingers stretching for thousands of miles. It covered the area like a blanket, casting a shadow over the entire battlefield. The beasts, thousands upon thousands of them, froze in terror, their eyes wide with disbelief as they realized they could do nothing to escape.
They tried calling out to the Devil Sparrow and the enormous monster to no avail. Desperation filled the air as the hand descended.
The Devil Sparrow and the other monstrous beast both let out furious roars, their voices shaking the heavens. "How dare you!" they bellowed, their massive bodies surging forward in an attempt to stop Guo Zhenhai.
However, before they could intervene, two powerful Nascent Soul Elders suddenly appeared, blocking their paths.
A beautiful female cultivator stepped forward, her long sword gleaming with a cold, ethereal light. She fixed her gaze on the enormous beast before her and said icily, "Your opponent is me." With a flick of her wrist, she raised her sword, an invisible force surging from its edge, forming an impassable barrier between them.
At the same time, an elderly man with long white hair moved to confront the Devil Sparrow. He held a golden seal in his hand, its radiance pulsing with ancient power. With a single step, he stood in the sparrow's path, looking at him Coldly.
Above them, the golden hand finally descended, crushing the battlefield with divine might. Millions of monsters were obliterated in an instant, their bodies bursting into blood mist under the sheer force of the attack. The once-roaring tide of beasts was reduced to silence, leaving only the distant echoes of devastation.
As the dust settled, an eerie stillness spread across the battlefield. The surviving monks and cultivators, who had struggled desperately against the beast tide, could only stare in shock. The battlefield had fallen silent.
As the hand lifted, the depth of the wound in the earth remained—a massive scar, an indelible mark of the might it had unleashed. The earth seemed to groan under the weight of the attack, as if struggling to repair itself, but the deep fissures remained, spreading out in every direction like veins of destruction.
Far away, the monks watching could see The cracks stretched for thousands of miles, cutting through mountains, valleys, and plains. The ground split as though the reality had been torn apart.
Whispers spread through the monks' ranks, their voices filled with reverence and longing.
"That power… is that what it means to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm?"
"To wield such force, to bend the heavens with a single movement…"
The elder monks' expressions were full of yearning. Their hearts burned with desire to reach that level, to held such godlike power. They had lived their lives striving toward that goal.
...
As the silence spread across the battlefield, Guo Zhenhai stood at the center of the devastation, his expression cold and indifferent. Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, intended to snatch the divine object that they were Fighting for which is a radiant treasure—a Dao Essence Fruit.
This divine object radiated a soft, ethereal glow . A single bite of this fruit granted an absolute chance to ascend to the Fifth Realm—the God Transformation Realm. Its value was immeasurable.
Guo Zhenhai's voice was calm as he said, "Since this divine treasure has entered the domain of our Human Race, it belongs to us."
However, the surrounding beasts would never allow him to have his way.
A furious roar erupted from the remaining monstrous leaders, their killing intent surging into the heavens. Without another word, a shocking battle erupted—seven Late-Stage Nascent Soul powerhouses clashed in a battle that sent earth-shattering shockwaves across the entire domain.
The force of their collision caused rivers to reverse their flow, mountains to collapse, and the skies to darken under the overwhelming pressure of their power. Fortunately, the battle quickly shifted towards the Endless Mountains; had they continued to fight here, the entire Taiyi Domain would have faced complete annihilation.