Eternal Tale

In the Immortal Cang Plains, the Ghost Face Clan’s settlement and domain lay in ruins.

Once majestic ancient halls of the domain now stood as shattered remnants, with broken stones scattered across the ground.

Large swathes of ancient trees had been uprooted, their leaves withered, and any former glory had vanished in the brutal battles.

The mountains and rivers surrounding the domain had been destroyed by immense mana, the land cracked, the rivers dried up, and the beauty of the past was no more.

The cave abodes of the Ghost Face Clan cultivators were in disarray, once bustling areas of cultivation now lay in ruins, with broken formations and dissipated spiritual qi.

Amidst the remnants of various cultivation cave abodes were scattered fragments of refined magical treasures, a scene of desolation.

The fallen rocks and ancient forests were stained with the blood of the Ghost Face Clan, whether they were the elderly, women, and children with no spirit root, or the powerful cultivators of the clan, all were slaughtered en masse...

In mid-air stood thirty cultivators at the Great Ascension stage, with two of them at the late stage, and in all directions were the cold faces of Star Sea beings, numbering over a million!

”The Ghost Face Clan, during the era of great slaughter among the myriad clans, was once the blood blade of our clan, who would have thought they’d fall to this.”

A late-stage Great Ascension Venerable wearing a grim black mask spoke coldly, ”You were given a chance, but your clan doesn’t even have a Venerable, truly unwise.””It seems the Immortal Hall has oppressed you too much, just a clan barely surviving in the Immortal Cang Plains. What’s wrong with acknowledging your main clan?”

A gentle female voice rang out, belonging to another late-stage Great Ascension cultivator, her gaze turning sharp, ”As cultivators, do you not even recognize your main clan?!”

On the ground, several Ghost Face Clan elders coughed blood violently.

They struggled to lift their heads, revealing a deep, cold smile: ”Ancestral teachings, the Ghost Face Clan is the Ghost Face Clan, we bow only to spirit stones, never to the strong. Our clan has committed countless killings, the calamity of extinction is inevitable, it’s just a matter of time!”

Roar!

Behind them, Ghost Face beings gradually rose, their eyes bloodshot, showing defiance. They were merely a branch of the Ghost Face Clan in the Great World of Taiyi, to hell with the main clan!

Their ancestors dared to assassinate grand world immortals, how could they submit to another clan!

”It seems your ancestors’ fantasies have kept you from seeing reality.”

The black-masked cultivator snorted coldly, ”A clan despised by the myriad clans of the grand world, your bloodline carries the blood of sin, unworthy of pity, truly disappointing.”

”Hahaha...!”

Several Ghost Face Clan elders laughed, coughing blood, their immense cultivation still causing violent fluctuations in the world’s energy, wind rising... clouds surging.

The black-masked cultivator frowned and shook his head, speaking lowly, ”Stubborn and ignorant, your branch has no reason to exist, live in the ancient past, accompany your ancestors.”

Buzz—

As he finished speaking, he raised a hand to the sky, and faint ripples began to appear in the heavens, like an invisible cloth being gently pulled apart.

As the ripples spread, the power of the world’s rules permeated, enveloping everything around.

At this moment, the clouds seemed to gather in his palm, forming a black vortex.

The vortex exuded a chilling aura, becoming more solid in his palm, forming a twisted black space.

This black space seemed filled with endless void and darkness, instilling a deep fear.

With a wave of his hand, the black space expanded instantly, covering the entire sky, like a black sky, yet it sent chills down one’s spine.

Under this black sky, the earth began to tremble, as if about to be swallowed by darkness.

In the black space, an indescribable pressure began to spread, seeming to twist even time and space at this moment.

The remaining members of the Ghost Face Clan found it difficult to circulate their spiritual power, as if shrouded by the power of darkness, their lives withering in this black void.

Their expressions grew increasingly pained, eyes filled with despair.

The true calamity of extinction had arrived, and no matter how much defiance they had before, at this moment they too felt fear, their bodies trembling involuntarily.

There was no... strength left to resist.

The sky was filled with Star Sea beings, coldly observing everything.

Some even had a hint of a cruel smile at the corners of their mouths, seemingly admiring this absolute scene, secretly admiring the techniques of that lord, this is the consequence of disrespect!

At this moment, at the bottom of the ruins.

Yu Fangshuo’s pupils were dilated, his limbs broken, his immortal essence damaged, blood flowing over his face, blurring his ordinary yet stern features.

A fat man lay unconscious beside him, his immortal meridians severed, his dao foundation lost...

Their nature could have allowed them to escape this calamity, but, after cultivating immortality for ten thousand years, traversing various heavenly domains to earn spirit stones, it was ultimately for their small clan.

This time, the opponent was too strong... stronger than they had imagined, unexpectedly a remnant clan emerging from the Wild Star Sea...

Whoosh~

A few torn portraits floated before his eyes, Yu Fangshuo’s eyes lowered, pain, pain to the bone, he had never felt such pain from a Great Ascension Venerable’s injury...

But more terrifying than the pain was the despair, his former ambition for the clan, his own path to the heavens, all abruptly ended at this moment.

Accidents never stop in the world of immortals, nor does slaughter cease for one’s ambition.

He gathered the last of his mana, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood, it was the true spirit blood he had once acquired, capable of sending messages to the Ghost Face Clan members outside, two of whom... were not in the Wild Heaven Region.

”Ghost... Ming, I can’t... hold on, our clan is... destroyed, don’t... return, flee.”

Yu Fangshuo managed a faint smile with great difficulty, every hair on his body in pain, ”If I can... come out alive, I’ll take you to that... that high-class brothel, live well, it’s my... failure to protect them.”

”But I... I still have one task unfinished, though... I know their names, Meng Sheng, Yu Chen, Yu Yiwei... one last time, help me.”

Yu Fangshuo’s eyes filled with blood, he was about to vomit blood but forcibly swallowed it, using all his strength to gather his divine sense and roar, ”I... await... your return to avenge our clan!!”

Buzz—

The ruins suddenly shook, the masked woman in the sky had sensed something.

She appeared before Yu Fangshuo instantly, coldly smiling, ”I didn’t expect you to have a hidden move, worthy of the Ghost Face Clan.”

After speaking, she glanced at the void, her expression quite unsightly, she couldn’t block the true spirit blood.

But she took the few floating portraits, examining them closely, frowning, ”What kind of ghostly scribbles are these, aren’t you going to explain them to me?”

Yu Fangshuo’s pupils remained dilated, his lips slightly parted, but he no longer had the strength to speak, even his divine sense fell into silence, only his bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the masked woman.

”Useless clan, useless things, truly disgusting...”

The masked woman spoke coldly, tightly gripping the portraits, ”A Great Ascension Venerable, worthy of me personally sending you off.”

Before her words fell, suddenly, the distant sky turned fiery red, an earth-shattering sound rolled in, a majestic and terrifying aura permeated every corner of the world, like a peerless calamity suddenly arriving!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

...

Massive Starfall fireballs streaked across the sky, shattering the black sky in an instant, turning it into a fiery red with their terrifying presence!

The black-masked cultivator’s gaze sharpened, his entire spellcasting body suddenly froze, as if petrified on the spot!

Beneath the ruins.

The portraits in the masked woman’s hand seemed to come alive, fluttering wildly, wind rose, her black hair flying in the enclosed space.

A strand of hair fell gently as if severed...

Outside the ruins, flames blossomed in the sky, illuminating the entire land, yet this light carried a strange blood-red hue, like a crimson dusk enveloping all.

Rumble! Rumble!

The earth continuously collapsed, the ground cracked like a mirror, endless fissures spreading like dragons.

Terrifying magical energy surged through these cracks, even distant mountains trembled under this impact, seemingly on the verge of collapse!

Those falling Starfalls were like world-ending heavenly thunder, carrying a destructive aura, sweeping across the thirty-six directions like a tidal wave!

The entire land seemed immersed in the might of annihilation, the Star Sea beings shivered, feeling the threat from the majestic Starfall fireballs!

In this rapidly changing moment, the world seemed to lose its tranquility, only the destructive frenzy raged.

The black-masked cultivator gazed at the thirty-six descending Starfall fireball craters, his pupils engulfed in immense change, not celestial phenomena, but beings!!!

Within the Starfall craters, figures bathed in fireballs gradually rose.

A human being with sixteen-pack abs coldly eyed the million Star Sea beings, revealing just a faint cold smile.

He walked steadily on the ground, each step seemingly on the heart of the earth.

Despite the chaos and destruction around, he seemed the only stable point, indestructible, steadily approaching their side.

Beside him was an old man shaking his head in lament, yet his lament carried an indescribable oppressive aura.

The unintentional deathly light in his eyes made tens of thousands of Star Sea beings in the distant sky shiver, their eyes tinged with fear.

Behind them, beings from the Starfall positions also stepped forward, the firelight reflecting on them like burning torches.

Though their gazes didn’t directly meet, each person’s eyes revealed an unfathomable, ungraspable, irresistible indifference to all things!

On the vast, devastated land, they gradually formed a horizontal line, the first grand gathering of the Chen family in history!

Chen Daotian clenched his fist, looking at the million Star Sea beings in mid-air, finally focusing on the black-masked cultivator, who groaned, eyes filled with disbelief...

”The Ghost Face Clan protected by the Dao Ancestor, you Star Sea trash cultivators dare to touch them?!”

His voice was like rolling thunder, sweeping out, causing the world to tremble, surging in all directions, like thousands of troops galloping, overwhelming, carrying an irresistible absolute pressure!

The entire Ghost Face Clan settlement fell into silence, the million Star Sea beings intimidated by the Chen family’s aura, their souls shaken by the words, unable to retort, not daring to utter a word...

The black-masked cultivator’s fingers trembled slightly, cultivators at the Great Ascension stage from all directions felt their scalps tingle, countless gazes exchanged, filled with confusion and fear.

Beneath the ruins.

The woman holding the portraits had her pupils contract sharply, her body trembling violently, for at this moment, behind her... a Tribulation Crossing Venerable was staring at her!

Cold sweat soaked her back, she even lost her breath, like an ant facing a towering immortal mountain.

”Woman, don’t mess with the senior’s portraits, or there will be... the great extinction of the immortal path...”