155: Tianyuan Palace Crisis

Northern Profound Region.

After half a month of long and arduous travel, the brutal Demon Race army finally arrived at the border of the Northern Profound Region.

“Jie... jie... jie...”

The spine-chilling laughter pierced the sky. “Our Demon Race’s rule over the Northern Profound Region begins with this city.”

“Kill all the men, keep the women.”

Following the sinister command of Mo Jiang, the Demon Race’s Great Protector, a hundred thousand demon soldiers, like ravenous wolves, surged into the peaceful human city like a tide of Vicious Beasts.

Immediately, the entire city plunged into endless bloodshed and chaos.

Blood flowed like rivers everywhere, crimson blood converging into terrifying streams, winding through the streets and alleys.

At this moment, screams filled the sky; the shrill cries and desperate pleas intertwined, like a symphony of death.

Countless innocent Humans fell under the cold, merciless blades of the Demon Race; their lives, like fragile flowers, withered instantly in the storm-like slaughter.

In less than a moment, this remote and tranquil city, save for the trembling women, had all its men slaughtered, a scene so bloody and terrifying it resembled Hell on Earth.

As the Demon Race’s brutal and merciless advance continued, several surrounding cities soon fell one after another under the dark rule of the Demon Race.

Houses in the cities were burned, fields trampled; the former prosperity and peace were utterly shattered, leaving behind only dead silence and despair... Heavenly Origin Palace.

“Palace Master, this is bad! Large numbers of terrifying Demon Cultivators have appeared in several cities on the border of the Northern Profound Region. They have already brutally slaughtered several cities.”

Elder Sun Tiancheng reported, his expression hurried and flustered, his steps stumbling as he ran.

“Demon Cultivators? What level of strength do they generally possess?”

Dongfang Yunbing’s exquisite face instantly changed drastically; her usual composure and calmness vanished, replaced by urgency and worry. Her bright eyes were now filled with anxiety and unease.

She knew that the Demon Race was the mortal enemy of the Human Race on the Tianwu Continent, not having appeared for millions of years, yet now they had appeared like devils in the Northern Profound Region.

“According to the surviving Cultivators, there are over a hundred thousand of these Demon Cultivators, and their cultivation level is beyond their perception. However, the aura emanating from these Demon Cultivators is incredibly evil and powerful; merely approaching them instills a deep sense of fear and despair,” Sun Tiancheng said, his voice trembling.

“Sun Tiancheng, take a few Elders to scout for information. You must proceed with caution and return safely,” Dongfang Yunbing said, her face as solemn as frost, her tone serious and firm.

“Yes, Palace Master.”

Sun Tiancheng bowed in response.

Then, he hurried away with a few Elders, their figures appearing particularly heavy under the sunlight... Northern Profound Region, in a mysterious ruin.

“I didn’t expect you to be a Reincarnation Cultivator from the Upper Realm. No wonder your obsession is so deep that even this Demon God cannot devour you.”

At this moment, a ghost-like Demon Race Soul body looked at Li Xinyi with a terrified expression, his voice filled with disbelief and deep fear.

“No matter who I was in my previous life, how could I willingly offer my Soul to you without killing Yang Lingchen first?”

Li Xinyi’s beautiful face was now twisted with extreme resentment, her eyes flashing with a fierce light, like a vicious wolf in the dark night, sending chills down one’s spine.

“Don’t kill me, please don’t kill me. All my power has already been given to you. Coupled with your Awakened power, you are already invincible on this continent.”

The Demon God pleaded in terror, his remnant Soul trembling like a flickering candle in the wind.

“You are now just a wisp of a remnant Soul; what’s the point of living? I’ll send you on your way then! Hehehe...”

Li Xinyi’s lips let out a bell-like laugh filled with murderous intent, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she instantly struck out a palm strike containing endless killing intent towards the Demon God’s remnant Soul.

“Ah... ah... ah... no!”

With a tragic scream, the remnant Soul of Demon God Jiang Tianyang completely vanished from this world, as if it had never existed.

“Yang Lingchen, the day I emerge from seclusion, I will make your life worse than death.”

Li Xinyi’s eyes showed deep hatred, a hatred that seemed capable of burning the entire world to ashes.

Immediately, she sat cross-legged and entered a state of secluded Cultivation... After a month of long and monotonous Flying Sword travel, Yang Lingchen finally arrived at the border of the Northern Profound Region.

During this long month, Yang Lingchen Cultivated diligently while traveling by Flying Sword.

A few days before reaching the Northern Profound Region, Yang Lingchen finally successfully Broke Through to the first layer of the Saint Realm on a secluded and peaceful small island.

Flying Sword above the Northern Profound Region, Yang Lingchen soon discovered an anomaly. Because at this time, the sky above the Northern Profound Region was filled with a strong, nauseating smell of blood, the pungent odor like an invitation to death, making one’s heart tremble.

Through layers of thick clouds, Yang Lingchen was shocked to find that several surrounding cities were filled with severed limbs and broken bodies, corpses piled everywhere, a scene of dead silence, with no trace of life remaining.

The once bustling and prosperous towns had now become ghost towns, sending shivers down one’s spine.

Yang Lingchen frowned, a premonition of ill omen rising in his heart. He quickly sped up his Flying Sword, which, under his control, transformed into a streak of light, rushing towards Heavenly Origin Palace.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen had only one thought: to quickly return to Heavenly Origin Palace.

As for what happened in the Northern Profound Region, he didn’t want to bother, because he was not a Saint who saved all beings; he only cared about his family and friends... The Northern Profound Region was now almost entirely under the cruel rule of the Demon Race.

Only Heavenly Origin Palace was still struggling to hold on with tenacious will.

After more than half a month of bloody slaughter, the Demon Race army finally surged like a tide to the foot of Heavenly Origin Palace Mountain.

If it weren’t for the powerful grand array Yang Lingchen had meticulously set up back then, Heavenly Origin Palace would probably have been trampled by the Demon Race’s iron hooves by now.

“Palace Master, the grand array is about to give way. What should we do?”

Law Enforcement Elder’s face was still pale with fright, his voice filled with fear and helplessness.

“Elder Zhuge, do you think we can overcome this crisis?”

Dongfang Yunbing turned to look at Elder Tianji Zhuge Mo, her eyes filled with anticipation and a glimmer of faint hope.

“Yes,” Zhuge Mo said simply with one word, but his gaze was incredibly firm.

“He will come back, right?”

Dongfang Yunbing’s eyes lit up, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in her heart.

She knew that Zhuge Mo was skilled in profound arts and deductions, so she trusted Zhuge Mo’s words very much.

“Heaven’s secrets must not be revealed,” Zhuge Mo stroked his beard and said meaningfully, “But before that, we must withstand the attacks of these Demon Cultivators. The longer we hold on, the greater our hope of survival.”

“Yaner, you take the child.”

Dongfang Yunbing gently said to Nangong Yan, then looked at the others with determination and said, “Everyone, follow me to resist the Demon Race.”

At this moment, Dongfang Yunbing’s eyes showed a hint of resolve... Yang Lingchen flew by Flying Sword all the way, quickly arriving above the Northern Profound Empire.

At this time, the Northern Profound Empire was riddled with scars, a scene of desolation. The once magnificent Northern Profound City was now filled with dense, dark Devilish Qi, making one feel incredibly suppressed and terrified.

“Demon Race!”

When he saw the ferocious-looking Demon Race members everywhere in Northern Profound City, Yang Lingchen felt a knot in his heart, his brows furrowed, and he immediately sped up his flight towards Heavenly Origin Palace.

Flying at extreme speed, in less than a day, Yang Lingchen arrived in the Southern State of the Northern Profound Region.

After entering Southern State, Yang Lingchen discovered many Demon Cultivators.

These Demon Cultivators were hideous, tall, and exuded a terrifying aura. Moreover, the strength of these Demon Cultivators was at least above the Spirit Sea Realm, and many of them had even reached the Emperor Realm.

With the strength of these Demon Cultivators, any one of them would be an invincible existence in the Northern Profound Region.

Seeing this, Yang Lingchen became even more anxious, knowing that Heavenly Origin Palace was in an extremely dangerous situation.

In front of Heavenly Origin Palace’s mountain gate.

Countless Demon Cultivators were frantically assaulting Heavenly Origin Palace’s defensive grand array.

They bared their fangs and claws, emitting piercing roars, voices that seemed to come from the devils of Hell.

“Brothers, charge in! Kill all the men, and the women are all yours!”

A Demon Race commander shouted loudly, his face filled with ferocity and greed.

“Boom... boom... boom...”

With a series of violent explosions, Heavenly Origin Palace’s defensive grand array finally buckled under the Demon Race’s frenzied assault, and massive cracks began to appear.

“Charge! Kill them all!” The bloodthirsty Demon Cultivators, like messengers of Hell, frantically charged into Heavenly Origin Palace.

Under the Demon Cultivators’ assault, the Disciples of Heavenly Origin Palace were harvested like straw. Their blood stained the earth, and their bodies piled up like mountains.

“Ah... ah... ah...”

At this moment, wails filled Heavenly Origin Palace, and screams were incessant. Countless Heavenly Origin Palace Disciples lost their precious lives in the first wave of the Demon Cultivators’ assault.

“Palace Master, hurry and leave! The Demon Cultivators are too strong; we can’t hold them off!”

Law Enforcement Elder shouted urgently, his voice filled with despair and fear.

“Leave? Where can we go now?”

Dongfang Yunbing’s eyes showed despair as she looked at the surging tide of Demon Cultivators, her heart filled with helplessness and unwillingness.

She hadn’t expected the strength of these Demon Cultivators to be even more terrifying than imagined.

At this moment, she actually hoped that Yang Lingchen wouldn’t appear, or even never appear, as she didn’t want him to fall into this certain death trap.

As the Demon Cultivators continued their assault, soon over half of Heavenly Origin Palace’s hundreds of thousands of Disciples were dead or wounded.

The high-ranking members of Heavenly Origin Palace and the remaining Disciples were all forced back to Tianyuan Main Peak.

At this time, Tianyuan Main Peak had become everyone’s last refuge.

The atmosphere on the mountain was heavy and desperate, with fear and exhaustion written on everyone’s faces, but their eyes still flickered with a hint of unyielding light, ready to make their final desperate stand.