Kapitel 191: Chapter 190: The Extinction of the Yan Clan!
After a long while, Hun Miesheng's hoarse voice rang out, jolting everyone present.
"Did you find out who did it?"
Hearing Hun Miesheng's words, a Half-Saint who had been luckily away and survived, gritted his teeth and bowed, "Hall, Hall Master, the attackers were incredibly powerful. Even the Vice Hall Master and the Great Venerable, they... they were both killed by them."
"What I asked was, did you find out who did it?" Before the Half-Saint could finish his sentence, Hun Miesheng suddenly turned around, roaring at the few people present.
A stormy gust swept through, and his aura as a Five-Star Dou Saint erupted violently, forcing the others to kneel down trembling, unable to utter a word.
"Speak up—!" Seeing their reactions, Hun Miesheng's fury erupted. His eyes turned blood-red, glaring at them like a beast ready to devour. "Who wiped out twenty-two of my sub-halls in one night, including the Earth Hall and Human Hall? Tell me!!!"
"Hall... Hall Master, we couldn't... we couldn't..." No one dared to face Hun Miesheng directly. In the end, the Half-Saint stepped forward to report, but his voice grew smaller and smaller.
"Do we have to wait until they attack the main Hall of the Heavens to know who the culprit is?" Hun Miesheng looked at them, his tone becoming icy, and asked indifferently.
"We dare not." Hearing Hun Miesheng's words, they quickly responded, bowing their heads even lower!
"Useless!" Seeing this, Hun Miesheng sneered, flicking his sleeve, and a black mist instantly spread out. The next moment, amidst some heart-wrenching screams from within the black mist, a few breaths later, all that was left were several black robes; the figures within vanished without a trace.
After casually killing a few people, Hun Miesheng, with an icy gaze, looked at the ruins of the Earth Hall in front. Although the Hun Clan was still warring with the Yan Clan and didn't yet know the situation of the Soul Hall, once the Hun Clan had the opportunity to find out, learning about the condition of the Soul Hall...
Hun Miesheng would be in serious trouble!
This was the greatest loss to the Hun Clan since the Xiao Clan's extermination battle. The damage from this conflict was probably no less than that of the current war with the Yan Clan.
Without any clue about the assailants, the status he had earned within the clan for overseeing the Soul Hall would collapse in an instant, turning him into a criminal within the clan.
Thinking about this, Hun Miesheng felt an intense hatred for the force behind the attack, wishing to once again bloodily cleanse the various sects in Central Plains to make up for some of the losses.
However, at this crucial moment, he could not act recklessly. Any mistake that triggered a chain reaction and exposed the clan's movements would mean more than just punishment; he would be crushed to death by the Soul Emperor himself.
With a heart full of reluctance, Hun Miesheng carefully examined the wreckage once more, mumbling, "There are not many forces on the continent capable of launching such a full-scale surprise attack on my Soul Hall. Even the Pill Tower couldn't do it. It can only be those few."
Hun Miesheng quickly narrowed down his target to a few major clans. The Pill Tower had the strength but would need to go all out, even needing their elders to step in. For such a large-scale movement, the Pill Tower could not have kept it completely under wraps.
Excluding the Pill Tower, the only forces he could think of were the major Emperor Clans. The Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan had indeed been hidden for many years, rarely connecting them to such events.
But a bigger doubt surfaced in Hun Miesheng's mind. If it were the Emperor Clans, what would be their motive?
There was no residue of any other elemental Dou Qi at the scene, and given the state of the Vice Hall Master's and others' bodies, it indicated that the attacker had only used pure physical force and spatial power.
Such strength would have to be from a Six-Star Dou Saint, and all clues seemed to point towards one target…
The Shi Clan!
Yet, a deeper question arose: why would they do this?
Unable to figure it out, Hun Miesheng left with a gloomy face. The situation was already irreversible; they could not afford to lose the Heavens Hall. Whatever punishment the clan would decide, it would all have to wait until after the war with the Yan Clan ended.
"Ah—"
Screams echoed from every corner of the Flame World. Without anyone capable of breaking the Death Realm, those within the formation could only await death's arrival.
This time, with ample preparation, the Soul Clan left the Yan Clan no room to resist.
"Explode!"
Within the Death Realm, a Yan Clan elder's Dou Qi suddenly brightened to the extreme, followed by a surge of violent energy erupting in the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Following the first self-detonation, as if igniting the blood of many Yan Clan members, numerous strong fighters shone brightly, streaking across the sky like meteors before self-detonating at the same spot.
"Boom!"
Terrifying destructive storms raged through the space instantly, spanning thousands of feet. The abyssal fissures spread like a spider web.
Faced with such terrifying self-detonations, the space sealed tightly by the Death Realm began to distort, with faint cracks appearing.
"Clan Chief, it's effective!"
Seeing the space finally show signs of change, the distressed eyes of the Yan Clan members filled with wild joy, though deep sadness lingered beneath it.
Who could have thought that yesterday their Yan Clan was still peaceful, but now millions, even tens of millions of people, were slaughtered, their clan members suffering heavy casualties?
Facing extinction, with the crisis looming overhead, the only thing they could do was use self-detonation to break through the space, not just for a slim chance at survival, but also to avoid dying uselessly, leaving no pain for the Soul Clan.
They couldn't resign to that fate!!!
"Clan Chief, the cracks are closing!" Suddenly, a Yan Clan elder urgently pointed to the slowly closing spatial cracks.
"Quick—continue!" Hearing Flame Destroyer's urgent shout, many strong Yan Clan members unhesitatingly ignited their Dou Qi to explode.
"Fire Spirit—" Seeing the self-detonations having minimal effects, Flame Destroyer painfully looked at the nearby Fairy Fire Spirit, who had long lost her former enchanting figure, now covered in blood, full of sorrow.
"Clan Chief, take care!" Fairy Fire Spirit showed a tragic smile to everyone and shot into the air. Bright radiance shone in the sky like another scorching sun, the glaring light filling the space of the Death Realm.
"Boom!"
An indescribable destructive impact swept across the sky from all directions. At the center of the explosion, a spatial crack several meters wide was torn open.
"Charge out! Even in death, we will make the Soul Clan mongrels pay!"
Seeing the spatial crack, Flame Destroyer shook, immediately speeding towards the crack. The remaining dozen Yan Clan elders followed suit.
Their Dou Qi boiled, escalating their auras. This would be their last fight.
Their escape was naturally detected by the four overseeing the formation.
"No worries, the main event is settled. Let's send these fishes to their end ourselves!" Hearing Hun Motian's words, Hun Jing smiled maliciously, bloodthirstily.
"Boom—"
At that moment, a spatial crack exploded open, and Flame Destroyer and the surviving elders rushed out.
Warm sunlight poured down like a waterfall, and with it, the pervasive deathly aura quickly faded away.
Hovering above them, the dense crowd of Soul Clan experts eyed them ferociously.
Rivalries bring intense enmity; seeing the Soul Clan, Flame Destroyer's already red eyes filled with rage, a roar resounding through the Flame World.
"Soul Clan, prepare to die—"
"Flame Destroyer, as a clan chief, this lord will grant you a dignified death!"
Seeing Flame Destroyer, Void Devouring Flame's eyes flashed with ferocity. With a powerful slap, the space crumbled, and a palm of black fire struck toward Flame Destroyer like lightning.
"Kill—"
As Void Devouring Flame attacked, the remaining Yan Clan members were quickly slaughtered within moments.
"Boom—"
A battered, bloodied figure fell slowly onto the Yan God Mountain Range. Weak, Flame Destroyer watched Void Devouring Flame approaching, smiling bitterly.
"Cough, cough, cough, Void Devouring Flame, your Soul Clan attacked my Yan Clan, nothing but a bloodline power and the Tou She Ancient Emperor Jade. But you will never get the Tou She Ancient Emperor Jade!"
The Yan Clan had enshrined the Tou She Ancient Emperor Jade in their ancestral hall, guarded by the highest-ranking elders. Flame Destroyer believed they would never let the jade fall into the Soul Clan's hands. Thinking of this, a sense of joy filled his eyes.
"Tou She Ancient Emperor Jade?" Void Devouring Flame expressionlessly took out a piece of green jade, lightly saying, "You mean this one?"
"How can this be? Why is the Tou She Ancient Emperor Jade with you?" Flame Destroyer's eyes contracted, disbelief filling his voice.
He had studied the jade in hopes of glimpsing into the mysteries of the Emperor realm. He wouldn't mistake it, it was the Yan Clan's Tou She Ancient Emperor Jade.
"Naturally, it was given to me by Elder Huo Feng, clan chief!" At this moment, a sinister laugh came, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure walked respectfully behind Void Devouring Flame.
"Elder Huo Feng, why did you betray the Yan Clan? Do you think your actions were just towards the ancestors of the Yan Clan?" Flame Destroyer's face twisted with sorrow as he shouted at the figure.
"Heh heh, clan chief, take a good look at who I am?" Hearing Flame Destroyer's rebuke, the black-robed 'Huo Feng' let out a strange laugh, revealing cold, mocking eyes.
"You're from the Soul Clan!" Realizing this, Flame Destroyer felt a chill. 'Huo Feng' had been replaced by the Soul Clan. Thinking of this, he looked at Void Devouring Flame, filled with despair, "Haha, the Soul Clan has deeply schemed. Everyone has underestimated you and the Soul Emperor. I suppose other clans also have your people now!"
Void Devouring Flame remained silent, only smiling.
Seeing this reaction, Flame Destroyer knew the truth, shaking his head in sorrow. Then, filled with resignation, he smiled at Void Devouring Flame, "Even in death, you'll get nothing from me!"
"Boom—"
Instantly, a more terrifying explosion resonated in the blood-soaked space!
The disastrous storm lasted a few minutes before subsiding, revealing a massive crater from Flame Destroyer's self-detonation and surrounding spatial cracks. The pupils of the Soul Clan warriors narrowed.
"Thankfully, Void Devouring Flame foresaw this, or we would have suffered too!" With lingering fear, Hun Sha flattering Void Devouring Flame after seeing him retract his Dou Qi.
"Enough, stop talking. Gather the bloodline power. With the Yan Clan's help, I can progress further. Once we annihilate the Stone Clan and Spirit Clan, the Soul Clan will make its move!"
Void Devouring Flame dismissed them, his gaze fiery as he looked at the million Yan Clan members below, the Emperor Realm soul within reach.
"Yes!" Hearing the command, the Soul Clan experts replied loudly with excitement.
A thousand years of waiting finally approaching its conclusion?
Amid the dispersing crowd, Void Devouring Flame glanced at a distant black energy sphere, sensing its growing strength and different origin essences. He licked his lips greedily, mumbling, "Such a tantalizing little thing!"
Then he flew away to join the harvesting army!
Within the Bodhi Ancient Tree, Xiao Yan and Little Fairy Doctor slept embracing each other. Green Bodhi Hearts pulsed within them, refining their bodies.
While others struggled to approach the Bodhi Ancient Tree to catch its attention, Xiao Yan and the Little Fairy Doctor had already entered the Bodhi Ancient Tree's realm of a hundred reincarnations.
It's said that those who experienced such reincarnations were likely to reach the Dou Emperor realm. Whether true or not, the enhancement was real, making countless strong fighters seek the Bodhi Ancient Tree.
In this strange space, the concept of time was extremely vague. A month passed in an instant, yet the Bodhi Ancient Tree remained silent.
One day, unlike the usual stillness, the two figures emitted slight movements.
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