The heavens began from a small hell

As the supreme being of the White Fiend lineage approached the secret realm where the Great Black Dog resided, a supreme being also emerged from the heavens, a place known as the Eternal Land, where reincarnation is impossible to reverse.

She was a female immortal with a blurred form, yet possessing an ethereal and otherworldly beauty, and unparalleled elegance. Her face was indistinct, as if she had lost her fixed appearance over the long years. Anyone who saw her for the first time would have one thought in their mind—

Fairy!
She is not some kind of true immortal, but rather she is equivalent to the concept of 'immortal' itself, and even the old and new paths of 'immortal' are related to her.

In the distant past, she witnessed the rise of the Desolate Emperor and even provided him with considerable assistance during his youth.

At that time, she had another name... Ye Qingxian.

Ye Qingxian, who was sent to the past to find the desolate land, was supposed to die in the Chaotic Ancient Era. However, due to the slight changes brought by Lin Yang, she survived and did not die for some inexplicable reason in the years that followed. She lived until the present life and returned to her homeland with a supreme body.

As a supreme being who has ascended countless times, the 'immortal' who has matured and even decayed over the long years is obviously not as mischievous as she was in her youth. She did not look at the big black dog and others in the secret realm, who could actually be considered her elders.

The supreme beings of the Immortal and White Fiend lineages gazed at each other across countless realms. The White Fiend Supreme Being, who originally intended to destroy the Secret Realm, suddenly changed his target and walked towards the Immortal, step by step, as if traversing time itself.

Having learned from past experiences, Bai Sha, who had not left the plateau for many years, intentionally restrained his supreme fluctuations to avoid annihilating the realms he passed through.

The purpose of the Great Sacrifice is sacrifice, not pure destruction. The worlds are places where sacrifices are grown, not places that can be destroyed at will.

Therefore, the White Fiend Supreme Council intentionally restrained itself to prevent most of the realms of the worlds from turning into rubble after the war, thus becoming unsuitable offerings.

A short while later, Bai Sha, the supreme being, clashed with the immortals. The battlefield they chose was the primordial chaos, beyond all worlds, where the laws of the Dao no longer existed.

In the primordial chaos, which is almost equivalent to complete nothingness, the impact of the supreme battle on all worlds will be minimized. Most Dao Ancestors, Supreme Beings, and Ultimate Beings will not be able to perceive that there are supreme beings fighting to the death in the world.

At the same time, the Supreme Dao Law spread, and the Great Dao of countless worlds underwent subtle changes, receiving temporary protection from this Supreme Dao Law.

At this point, a final battle between ultimate evolvers is needed. They can no longer easily destroy the myriad worlds they inhabit as before, and the threat to the 'world' is reduced countless times.

It was the supreme being of the Gray Mist lineage who made the move; it was also the chief priest of this grand ceremony.

While the other supreme beings of the Mysterious Clan may not care about the outcome of this grand sacrifice, the chief priest cannot help but be concerned about it.

Even if one is supreme, if the harvest of the grand sacrifice is too poor, the ancestor will still punish one.

At this moment, all living beings in the world only need to look up to see a hunched figure approaching from beyond the world, as if carrying something on its back. Every step it takes is indescribably heavy, as if it is bearing the weight of countless heavens and earth.

The Celestial King could see something different: the hunched-over chief priest carried a vague and eerie place on his back, filled with the highest level of strange matter, particles that surpassed the matter of the Dao Ancestor, surging like a sea capable of engulfing the heavens.

"Is this the legendary site of the main sacrifice? The place where the Celestial Emperor offered his sacrifice?"

Gu Qing was shaken, and his eyes shone with a brilliant light. He wanted to see more clearly, but the secret place remained hazy and indistinct.

Suddenly, a blazing red light, as intense as the sun, rose from the chaotic world beyond. It was an incredibly vigorous and life-giving energy, as if it were trying to dispel the void and create a place of life on its own.

Amidst the surging blood and energy of all worlds, the sound of waves crashed, and the powerful beings of all worlds felt their bodies inexplicably empty, as if they were missing a wisp of their original essence.

More accurately, this was not their illusion, but a genuine and irresistible loss of blood.

That vigorous blood energy was like the ultimate expression of the bloodline of all worlds, capable of controlling the true blood of all living beings for its own use, and able to absorb the blood of all living beings from afar. Some ancient beings who had heard of the ancient legends quickly learned who had been born.

Blood-clothed Empress!
Legend has it that the Blood-Clad Empress was nothing more than a mortal in her past life, and her physique was inferior to that of ordinary mortals, let alone a promising cultivator.

In the cultivation world, it would be considered a useless body.

However, despite this disastrous start, the Blood-Clad Empress, with her unparalleled talent and insight into all living things, created a method of cultivation.

It is said that "the human body is like a great medicine, which can lead to the Great Way".

The saying goes, "You should eat what you lack to replenish it."

Over time, the Blood-Clad Empress rose to power amidst the carnage, devouring and refining the essence of various special physiques, transforming her body from something inferior to that of ordinary people into a chaotic body capable of encompassing everything.

Later, the Blood-Clad Empress purified her own path, transforming the path of devouring the essence of living beings into the supreme path of blood and soul. She used the true blood of all living beings to temper her supreme physique and used the essence of the world to forge an invincible body.

It was a bloody era, countless worlds were shrouded in blood, giving rise to the Blood-Clad Empress, and countless lives were lost, until the strange phenomenon appeared and only then did it begin to subside.

"Countless years have passed... and her crimes have been deliberately erased."

"A hero cannot have any blemishes."

An elderly immortal king, who had lived for countless years and existed since the ancient immortal era, was filled with melancholy.

It had a conflict with the Empress back then. At first, it relied on its Immortal King cultivation level to suppress her, forcing the Blood-Clad Empress to face death several times.

The Empress disappeared for a period of time, and just when it thought the murderous scoundrel had been dealt with, the Empress reappeared as a supreme immortal king.

It fled, she chased, it couldn't escape even with wings.

In the end, the Empress shattered the Immortal King's weapon with her bare hands, her body was blown apart, and her bloodline was used as a catalyst to drain the blood of those connected to her bloodline from afar.

That's countless lives... billions? Hundreds of billions? Trillions? Tens of millions?
There are simply too many to count, after all, it had already lived for hundreds of millions of years, and the bloodline left behind in its early years had long since multiplied through generations. Its descendants had become so mediocre that they had no special characteristics, and the secret techniques of bloodline inheritance had all disappeared.

However, even under such circumstances, it used its early tricks to start over with a fragmented true spirit, abandoning its original race and transforming into a human form.

Later, it heard that the Blood-Clad Empress had fought a great battle with the 'Heavenly Immortal' who descended from the heavens, and had transformed into the Supreme Dao Ancestor...

It naturally dared not seek revenge, and simply pretended that it had never had a grudge against the Empress.

As for the descendant killed by the Red-Clad Empress, it had long since become indifferent to kinship after living for so long. After all, its original race was also a race with detached emotions, and it would never sacrifice its life to avenge its descendant.

A gurgling sound arose, and blood light merged with the sea of ​​time. A graceful woman draped in blood descended upon the sea of ​​blood, heading straight for the high priest.

boom!
Countless powerful figures imagined a deafening roar, for they were astonished to see that the High Priest had been smashed to pieces by the Red-Clad Empress's single palm strike!
It really was just one palm strike. (End of Chapter)