Ascension

The war broke out in an instant!
Look at the billowing black smoke rising in the distance, see the pervasive miasma and the dead grass and trees, and then listen to the earth-shaking collision, the loud and deafening sound.

In another dense forest some distance away, the cold wind was howling, and hundreds of erratic ghost shadows seemed to be clinging to the wall, crawling and climbing.

"Rumble--"

A group of deformed monsters with tongues growing on their heads, heads like carnivorous plants, and bodies like cheetahs, with evil mucus dripping from their backs, flew over the eaves and walls, and headed straight for the Long Night Corridor.

They don't care how many fetuses of gods are guarding there, nor how powerful those gods are.

By piling up quality with quantity and using up divine power with flesh and blood, the master's goal can be achieved.

"Pfft!"

A black feather, shaped like a blade, was swung out horizontally.

The dark and sharp aura was unstoppable, and it cut off the heads of dozens of monsters before dissipating.

"The hunt...begins."

The woman's whispering voice is as clear as the morning dew, and just one sound can make people's hearts rippling.

However, when the black feather's true form was revealed, eight black feathers opened angrily behind the graceful figure, and the dazed people thought it was the arrival of a dark angel.

But she has no aura of depravity and is based on pure darkness.

She is the embodiment of darkness and the ruler of the dark night. She will not be able to take the throne and will not be deified. There is no one in the world who can control the dark elements above her.

"Ye Nishang, after 10,000 years of cultivation, has become the pinnacle of sainthood, the king of all holy beasts, and is worthy of the name Ye!"

"But - I am not inferior to you. In this battle to guard the abyss, why don't we see who kills more and lives longer?"

A handsome man with a jade-like face was protected by four huge Rakshasas. As he spoke, his black hair fluttered in the wind, murderous intent leaked out from between his fingers, and a little bit of arrogance evolved into an invincible spirit that swept across the world.

"As it should be."

Ye Nishang never looked back, but responded faintly. Her figure blended into the darkness and rushed into the beast tide like chasing the wind and lightning.

"Brothers and sisters, this is such a fun game, take me with you!"

In the darkness, there was a girl next door with a smile on her face and her voice was particularly lively.

But when she walked forward alone against the direction of the beast tide, the sky was covered with frost and the ground was frozen.

The cold mist condensed into the shape of a sword. No matter whether the monster rushing over was the Fetus of Heaven and Earth or the Fetus of the World, it would be frozen instantly, and then shattered into ice chips with a light tap.

Mingdeng Ye clan, the 71st emperor - Concubine Ye Wen!

Now she has also achieved the status of a saint. Although she is not at the pinnacle of sainthood, she is not the king of all holy beasts either.

But she is undoubtedly a crowned emperor, an SS-level "Soul-Splitting Ice Tribulation Envoy", and among those of the same rank, she can kill a saint as easily as killing a dog!
"It's a pity that Brother Mochou missed this battle."

"But it doesn't matter. After this battle, most of us will go to Hell and accompany him."

There is a waning moon in the sky and silver frost on the ground. The men and women in black robes and carrying the emblem of the Night clan on their backs are so valiant and heroic that everyone can see them as an example.

Many of them have sparse hair and wrinkled skin, and they no longer look like their teenagers.

They have not reached the level of saints, and even if they return to the clan, they will only have titles like elder or grand elder.

But they have survived for ten thousand years after all, and have walked to where they are today step by step in the face of adversity. The hardships they have gone through are hard to understand for those who are not members of the Night Tribe.

"Children, you shouldn't have been allowed to participate in this battle..."

"In the past, we, the pioneers, would have used our flesh and blood to block the blade for you and did our best to buy time for you to grow..."

"Just this time... No!"

"Although you were not born in the Dark Lantern Abyss, you have not been able to return to your hometown to see the scenery there with your own eyes."

"But you were born into the Ye family. You are the descendants of King Shura, and the inheritors of Patriarch Shitian."

"If we lose this battle, not only will the Dark Lantern, but all the heavens and the myriad worlds will be reduced to a place of death and extinction."

"In order to hold on to the hope of survival, in order to stop the corruption from corroding our souls, we must not let these deformed beasts break through our defenses, even if we have to pile up corpses or try to stop them with our bare hands!"

The passionate man had four heads floating around him, each of them looking bloody.

Including his own one, as long as he wanted, it could break away from his neck at any time and smash into the beast tide like a cannonball.

"Ye Aobai, it seems that time has not been able to smooth out your edges..."

"In the blink of an eye, you have tens of thousands of disciples and followers, who have contributed a lot to the expansion of the clan..."

At one side, a woman with her arms folded glanced sideways.

Her whole body was emitting strange beams of light, as if she was standing in a dream. Even though they were fellow saints, the tribesmen found it difficult to look directly at her.

"Lingwu, you have devoted yourself to cultivation and have remained alone till now."

"In this vast world, is there no man who can catch your eye?"

Ye Aobai was choked, snorted, and glared back:

"That's good now. With the enemy at hand, we have to fight to the death."

"Let me see if your practice results over the years are worthy of the title of 'Spiritual Dance Fairy'."

"Qiang!"

Holding a big knife in their hands, Ye Aobai and Ye Lingwu looked at each other, and rushed to the two wings of the beast tide, one on the left and one on the right.

The contracted spirits traveled with them, some flying into the sky and some rushing around. In the blink of an eye, blood flowers bloomed, which was the most shocking thing.

"Thank goodness! We're not too late!"

"Brothers and sisters, Dong'er is here!"

A clear yet steady shout suddenly rang out.

Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu and Ye Wenfei, who were rushing in the front and killing crazily, felt something in their hearts and looked back at the same time.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally!!"

A giant bull-horse with seventy-two legs, shaped like a centipede, was able to block the charge of several holy-level evil beasts by itself.

"Ah! Ahhhhh!!"

Another big bird with a shark's head came flying, circling in a circle, and every time it swooped down, it would bite the head of a beast to pieces.

"Hahahaha! In the battle of the Dark Lantern's Sinking, I, Mr. Cong, am just an insignificant logistics support!"

"Time flies by, and I am now the king of the sacred beasts of the demon system. I control the power of fire and plants, and can fight against powerful enemies head-on!"

The hearty laughter was like a bell filling my ears.

There was a strange beast with a red onion on its head and an extremely burly body. It rode on the back of a fox burning with blazing flames, like a knight, and charged straight into the group of evil beasts.

"Stab!!"

Above its head, a group of golden crows with wingspans ranging from hundreds to thousands of meters, were like countless sacred suns, freely radiating their scorching divine light.

"Bang, bang, bang! Boom, boom, boom!"

There was also a group of corpse dragon queens with dragon heads, human bodies, six arms and four wings on their backs. Led by a leader, they easily smashed the monsters' heads with one punch after another.

"Hoola!!"

They are humanoid below the neck, except for the Sisters of the Fiery Sun who have a sun on their necks. They also fight bravely in groups, each showing their special abilities.

"Solar Abyss, lead two hundred elite soldiers of the Saint Position to come and help!" With an iron fist, he smashed the skull of an evil beast, and with a wave of his arm, the remains of the beast fell to the ground, seemingly without any effort.

He clapped his hands casually, and when the dust and smoke cleared, facing the distant gazes of Ye Nishang, Ye Qiyu, and Ye Wenfei, Miequan grinned, his smile was ferocious:

"Fo Ge, Zhao Lu, Yang Qi, Mang Hao... together with the Ye clan members, build the flesh and blood wall!"

"As long as the one who comes here is not a crown or a deified being, even if it is a demigod, we will kill it and not allow the Fallen Camp to go beyond this point!"

"Yes!"

Several figures spread out, including similar-looking drought demons and a group of guardian holy spirits of the Solar Abyss. The combined murderous aura was enough to radiate over a hundred thousand miles.

"With the Sun Abyss joining the battle, how can the Gray Sun Cult not do its best?"

Ye Dong, who had grown up a long time ago, smiled and a huge army of people came up behind him.

The Ye clan members looked closely and saw that there were actually seven thunder grasses in the front, with their roots entangled in huge clods of earth, which were in turn carried by giant beasts, giving them a considerable speed of movement.

They possess the sharpness of divine swords. Before the sword intent turns into an attack, the deafening thunder has already cut through a path.

Those fanged vicious dogs, ferocious demon elephants, evil pterosaurs... those deformed spirits that were either polluted or one of the three evils themselves, were all unable to stop them, but out of their ferocity, they mindlessly stood up to die.

"Seven Sin Demons, listen up! Anyone who crosses this line will be killed without mercy!"

Bathed in blood, there was a demon king wearing an imperial robe. He slashed down a sword from the sky and drew a line.

Immediately, the army of monsters that had just broken through the boundary fell down silently.

"Roar!!"

The original dragon demon, the original sleep demon, the original succubus...

Although the number is not large, there are only about fifty of them in total.

But there were still many humans following behind them, each with a determined look on their face, rushing straight into the place where bloody corpses were strewn, as if they had thrown life and death behind them.

"The original emperor demon...Yuwen Nai..."

"Another demigod-level warrior has arrived... Great! That feels so good!"

Mie Quan smashed the vast forest with one punch, then stepped on the piled up corpses with an excited look:
"We will not lose this battle!"

"That one has resurrected. As soon as He arrives, no matter what god he is, he will be killed!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!"

The followers of the Gray Sun Cult, holding weapons and riding on wild beasts, shouted in unison:
"The God of Gray Sun, who has remained silent in the desolation of the years, will surely save the people when the era changes!"

"In this battle, we will not retreat or surrender! As long as we are still alive, we will fight to the death!"

"kill!!"

Among the believers, there were seven others who were extraordinary.

Dragon Knight Sumei, controls the red and blue holy winged dragon and the snow-breathing angry dragon, and travels through the sky!
Insect God Li Jingming, led the Purple Cloud Sun and Moon Moth, the Mud Cannon Mantis General, and the Shield Shovel King, and swooped down from a low altitude!
The Earth Knight, Wang Xinfei, rides on the ancient armored horse, the battleship spider, and the dark ground court to launch a flank attack!

Ren Wokuang, the Sky-Bearing Hercules, leads the Heavenly Mighty Corpse King, the Crocodile God General, and the Blood Rabbit Fighting Lord to crush them head-on!

Fire Lord Dongfang Xu, in collaboration with the Nine-tailed Red Flame Tiger, the Red Lotus Young Emperor, and the Holy Fire Star, restrains the enemy from a distance!

The chainsaw killer Bai Qian, holding the Aurora Thunder Saw, works with the Corpse Demon Tree Lord and the Hundred Swords Flying Wolf to harvest in secret!

The ghost leader Lin Pingfan, hiding in the belly of the ancient swallowing ghost, leads the army of soul-sucking honey, assisted by the seductive ghost queen, harassing her endlessly!
Seven disciples - each one is a saint, and each of the contracted spirits has grown into the most holy fetus!
Although none of them could reach the level of the Ye family's emperor.

But they have been through hundreds of battles, and their concentrated fighting spirit and tacit cooperation with each other make it seem as if they are not on a meat-mincing battlefield, but a duel arena where victory is destined.

"It's so lively..."

"Following the orders of the bio-mechanical mecha, Ji Shen Shan is coming to join the battle!"

Suddenly, a space wormhole opened up, and a space mothership hovered in the sky.

There are at least thousands of entrances and exits. At this time, there are small and medium-sized mechanical airships, mechanical spaceships, mechanical chariots, mechanical flying saucers... sweeping the densely packed fallen army with an almost crushing attitude.

"Xie Shen Mountain, Tai Shi Quan."

"The Mechanical God Mountain, Gongzu Qiu."

"Xie Shen Mountain, Changsun Youyi."

"Xiahou Chijia, the Mechanical God Mountain."

"Mechanical God Mountain, Jimo Traveler."

There are five commanders in total who are at the top.

They rode on their respective Saint King-level mechanical spirits, entered the battlefield, and responded accordingly.

The members of the Ye clan who were helped by them were amazed in the bloody battle.

These five people are all well-known emperors, SS-level Robocop, SS-level Mecha Grandmaster, SS-level Technology Apostle, SS-level Capsule Dean, SS-level Array Master - even if they encounter the three emperors of the Ye family's death sect who are stranded outside, they are qualified to fight head-on.

"The Mingdeng Ye Clan will never forget this friendship."

Ye Lingwu cut off the neck of a ferocious beast, clasped his hands on his chest, and bowed gracefully.

Before she could straighten her back, another space gate opened about a hundred miles away from the space mothership.

"I am also the guardian spirit of the Ye clan. How could I miss this grand event?"

Fly Moon, who rushed out first, led a huge group of flies and immediately aimed at a saint-level disaster beast, sneered, and started fighting.

"call!!"

A Kunpeng with a wingspan of 5,000 meters blocked the moon and the sky, casting a shadow.

Just a wing, cutting across diagonally, countless ferocious beasts were seen, like the ground being trampled, full of potholes and all kinds of injuries, big, medium and small.

After four thousand years, the former half-blood Kunpeng Kunjie has actually entered the realm of demigod, and his combat power has skyrocketed!
This is not over yet, there is another divine angel holding a giant hammer working together, smashing everything with one hammer, and his vast brute force is unstoppable.

The Ten-Winged Hammer Angel Qingrong is also a member of the Shining Alliance!

She brought a group of holy angels from the heavens, and the holy feathered tribe who called themselves the Fighting God's Nest, to divide the battlefield and further disrupt the torrent of monsters.

"You evil bastards, just keep jumping around!"

"Old turtle, I will meet you for a while to see whether your claws and fangs are sharper or my clam shell is stronger!"

The turtle and clam laughed, and its body continued to grow larger, and then it performed a palm technique that dropped from the sky.

Wherever there was a blast, accompanied by tragic howls, blood and flesh splattered like rain and landed on the ground, smelling extremely fishy.

……

at that time.

The dark lamp abyss, the sunless city.

Ancient music lingers in the ears, candlelight flickers, and the air is bright everywhere.

There are countless people prostrating themselves before the central altar.

In an extremely solemn and serious atmosphere, Ye Roufeng slowly stood up and then looked towards the three dark moons above his head.

"Ten thousand years... has arrived as promised." (End of this chapter)