The mastermind behind the scenes starting with the calamity of all races

"drink!"

Douhe swung his giant axe and slashed at the black sword light. In the blink of an eye, a gray axe light flew out and finally collided and entangled with the sword light in mid-air.

With a deafening boom, the two attacks exploded in the void, turning a thousand miles of land into nothingness. The already ravaged land was completely destroyed, and the towering mountains were transformed into a basin covering thousands of miles.

Swish!

Ming Tianzun charged towards Dou He with his sword in one hand. Along the way, the fingers of his left hand kept changing, as if he was preparing some move.

As he approached the Douhe, Ming Tianzun's left hand swept across the sword. The next second, the longsword in his hand became somewhat illusory; without careful observation, one would think it had vanished.

"The sword severs the flesh, the heart severs the will!"

At this moment, the Underworld Lord used a move he was famous from his previous life called "severing the flesh with a blade and severing the soul with a heart," but this time it was a modified version.

In the world of myriad races, the concept of "soul" is rarely used. What is generally referred to is will. Among all the myriad races in the heavens, you may not have a physical body, but you cannot be without a sea of ​​will. The sea of ​​will is actually equivalent to a person's soul.

At this moment, the Underworld Lord stopped pretending; he was also Yun Jie!

Otherwise, why did he not improve in the previous tides, but improve in this one?

Of course, the state of the Underworld Lord at this time is quite strange. He is not dead. He has just been controlled by Yun Jie's Great Dao and then he was controlled by Yun Jie.

The Underworld Lord himself was fully aware of what was happening in the outside world, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He could not control his own body, and even his sea of ​​consciousness was suppressed deep within. He was now just a spectator.

"Who exactly is it?"

This is a question that the Underworld Lord has been pondering every day for decades.

During this time, he had shouted, threatened, been terrified, and despaired, but it was all in vain. He didn't even have the right to die. This outcome was already destined from the moment Yun Jie set his sights on him.

The reason Yun Jie targeted him in the first place was actually quite simple: it was because when he first arrived at the Dao Source Land, the Underworld Celestial Venerable was the closest to him...

So, he managed to control it on his own.

Really, it was just something I did on a whim.

As I said before, the myriad races are nothing to fear. Right now, we're just having some fun to avoid getting too bored.

Moreover, wearing a disguise is actually quite fun and very interesting, and Yun Jie is growing to like this feeling more and more.

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Let's get back to the present.

Yun Jie, controlling the Underworld Lord, arrived above Dou He's head and slashed down with his sword.

Doo-hyuk swung an upward slash, trying to block the longsword, but to his surprise, the illusory longsword ignored his weapon and struck him instead.

boom!

Dou He was instantly sent flying backward, blood splattering in the air. A long gash could be clearly seen running from his neck to his waist, with blood gushing out continuously.

That's not the most important thing. Yun Jie's sword strike was more effective on the sea of ​​will.

If Doo-hyuk were to reveal his sea of ​​consciousness at this moment, one would see that it is covered with dense cracks, like an egg about to break. At this point, it would shatter with just a gentle touch.

Inside the Sea of ​​Will, countless willpowers were churning and surging. These were all Dou He's own willpowers, but now they were like wild horses that had broken free of their reins, completely out of Dou He's control.

Dou He's face turned deathly pale, and his eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at Ming Tianzun.

At this moment, he was extremely dizzy, and blood was constantly flowing from his seven orifices. The backlash caused by his sea of ​​will was more serious than the injuries on his body. His physical body was strong, but his willpower was only average, belonging to the lower-middle level among the many Heavenly Venerables.

"Your strength..."

Doo-hyuk shook his head and said with difficulty.

Yun Jie looked at him calmly, grinned, and said, "Unfortunately, my strength has improved by more than a little bit. Are you... satisfied? Can I kill you now?"

He clearly remembered that Douhe had said his strength had improved a little earlier, and now he was turning around and mocking Douhe.

How about that? You've got to slap yourself in the face now, haven't you? Does it hurt?

Haha, who said Su Yu's pettiness was innate?

Like grandfather, like grandson!

Oh, that doesn't seem right either. Su Long is also an dishonest, wicked, and petty person. It's just that because he's weak, he usually pretends to be honest and simple.

In short, there's not a single good person among these three generations...

Doo-hyuk's lips twitched slightly. He wanted to complain, but... well, he was indeed proven wrong.

At this moment, Yun Jie suddenly said, "Are these your last words?"

"what?"

Douhe was stunned. By the time he realized what was happening, Yun Jie was already gone.

not good!

Douhe was startled. He tried to dodge, but just as he was about to make a move, his mind sea began to ache violently, causing him to gasp for breath repeatedly.

puff...

A long sword pierced through Doo-hyeok's heart from behind.

At this moment, Doo-hyuk finally understood what it meant to feel a chill to the bone and to feel his heart soar.

At this moment, no one understands him better than he does.

For the Celestial Venerable, having his heart pierced was not a big deal, but was Yun Jie's attack really just that?

of course not!

The effect of this sword strike is also on the sea of ​​will; the physical injuries are merely incidental.

Doo-hyuk gripped the sword tip with his right hand and turned his head with difficulty. "You...aren't you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a crisp sound came from his mind, and his breath quickly faded away—the sound of his sea of ​​will shattering.

Yun Jie quickly extracted Dou He's Dao, then severed it with a palm strike. Finally, he didn't forget to burn Dou He's physical body clean, and even the blood that dripped into the void was not spared, in order to prevent the Prison King lineage from extracting essence blood from Dou He's blood and then discovering something.

While Yun Jie was doing all this, everyone else was stunned.

what happened?

A celestial being has fallen just like that?

At this moment, countless questions arose in everyone's minds.

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Chapter 472 Agreement Reached [Clarification: No Unfinished Chapter! Here's the first chapter.]

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On the field.

Everyone involuntarily stopped what they were doing.

The two camps stood separately, each occupying one side, and they all had one thing in common: they were looking at the Underworld Lord.

Everyone was completely bewildered and didn't understand why. It was all too sudden. How could Dou He have perished?

Over there, Yuehao, Yueqin, Douke, and Youzhen were gathered together. Douke looked at Yunjie with extremely vicious eyes; his own brother was dead…

Although they are half-brothers, they have always had a good relationship. The two brothers have supported each other since childhood and are true brothers, not the superficial brothers who are openly fighting each other.

Yuehao gripped Dou Ke's shoulders firmly and said in a deep voice, "Dou Ke, don't be impulsive, calm down!"

Dou Ke didn't speak, but stared fiercely at Yun Jie, his eyes filled with murderous intent. His body trembled uncontrollably, and his clenched fists made his knuckles turn white, as if he would immediately attack Yun Jie if Yue Hao let go.

Yueqin looked at "Netherworld Lord" with some fear, "Yuehao, shall we retreat?"

Yueqin began to feel a little scared. Before and immediately after their exposure, they had been so confident and high-spirited, ready to slaughter everyone and dominate the heavens.

And the result... look at the present... he died before he even got started.

Two quasi-kings and one celestial being fell in succession, within just a few minutes, or even less!

Is this still the Underworld Lord?

Not only Yueqin thought so, but everyone present, including Dao Tianzun, Yue Tianzun, Mo Tianzun, Sanyue, and Tianminghou, all looked at "Ming Tianzun" in astonishment, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

"Gentlemen, now is not the time to be surprised. The enemy has not been dealt with yet! Or are you not going to seek revenge?"

Yun Jie glanced at them and said calmly.

Immediately afterward, Yun Jie looked at Mo Tianzun and said in an unfriendly tone, "Mo Tianzun, why didn't you call out to Duan Xuehou just now? I saw him running quite fast. If I remember correctly, today's battle was started because of him, right? Now he just ran away without even looking back. Isn't that a bit unreasonable?"

Before the battle was over, Yun Jie took the initiative to attack. Putting everything else aside, he wanted to annoy you first. The demons are all a bunch of traitors.

Although they oppose the faction of all races, traitors are hated no matter where they are.

Therefore, even if the true nature of these traitorous demons cannot be exposed yet, it doesn't stop Yun Jie from causing them some trouble and making them feel uncomfortable.

Mo Tianzun's face darkened. It seemed that Ming Tianzun had not only become stronger, but also become much bolder. Before the immortals and gods could even speak, he couldn't help but jump out.

"Now is not the time to talk about these things, is it?" the Supreme Lord said in a muffled voice.

“Alright,” Yun Jie smiled, “then hopefully the demons can give us an explanation afterward.”

Yun Jie glanced at Dao Tianzun and Yue Tianzun, and said meaningfully, "Today, the Demon Clan has become the biggest winner."

Dao and Yue, the two Heavenly Venerables, were both shocked. It seemed that... it was indeed the case. The Immortals, Gods, Underworld, and the Prison King lineage had all suffered losses, while the Demon Clan, who were the cause of the incident, had not suffered any losses.

Thinking of this, Dao Tianzun and Yue Tianzun exchanged a glance and instantly reached a consensus: they should focus more on the demon race. Moreover, judging from Ming Tianzun's appearance, he was clearly not going to let the demon race off easily.

Over there, Mo Tianzun's expression changed repeatedly. He gritted his teeth and glared at Yun Jie, thinking, "You Ming Tianzun! Just you wait!"

Needless to say, he knew what Dao Tianzun and Yue Tianzun were thinking.

That despicable Lord of the Underworld!

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"kill!"

Without further ado, the group charged at Yue Hao and his companions once more.