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Yao Realm.
At this moment, the once lively and bustling Medicine Mountain had transformed into a sea of blood and corpses, resembling a battlefield of carnage.
As one of the eight ancient clans, the Yao Clan had never faced such a crisis since its inception. Now, an overwhelming fear surged within every clan member's heart.
High above the sky, Yao Dan, the Patriach of the Yao Clan, hovered solemnly. His gaze swept across the vast sky, which was now engulfed by a boundless sea of pitch-black flames stretching to the horizon. His expression turned extremely grim.
From within the boundless black flames, he sensed an unbelievably terrifying aura.
"All Yao Clan members, listen to my command! Activate the Heavenly Alchemy Formation!"
Feeling this unprecedented crisis, Yao Dan took a deep breath before letting out a resolute and commanding roar that resounded throughout the battlefield.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
As Yao Dan's voice fell, the expressions of all the elders of the Yao Clan tensed up. Clearly, they too had realized the severity of the situation.
In the next moment, numerous elders rapidly formed hand seals, sending beams of radiant light shooting into the surrounding mountain range.
Immediately, the ground trembled violently. Towering pillars of light erupted from the mountains, intertwining in the sky to form a massive and mysterious grand formation.
At the same time, all the precious medicinal herbs within the mountains instantly withered. Their energies surged outward, pouring entirely into the formation.
"Rumble!"
At this moment, nearly all Yao Clan members gathered their Dou Qi into beams of light, which then shot into the grand formation like an endless tide.
Instantly, the formation radiated dazzling brilliance. A terrifying pressure, akin to an ancient dragon awakening from millennia of slumber, quietly spread across the battlefield.
"Such terrifying pressure..."
Gazing at the brilliant formation in the sky, Mo Yu's expression tensed slightly.
This pressure… it was likely on par with an Eight-Star Dou Sheng! The foundation of the Yao Clan was indeed extraordinary.
"This is the Yao Clan's Guardian Formation. It has never been activated before… I never thought this day would come." Yao Lao looked at the formation with a complicated expression and said, "It is said that this formation was created by the Yao Clan's ancestor and contains a trace of his lingering soul. If it can be fully awakened, it might be able to hold back the Hun Clan."
"The Yao Clan's ancestor…"
Hearing this, Mo Yu muttered in a heavy tone. The only one who could be called the Yao Clan's ancestor was none other than the legendary Dou Di who had founded the clan.
However, even though the Yao Clan had summoned their guardian formation, Mo Yu's heart remained heavy. After all, the Hun Clan had sent out an overwhelmingly powerful enemy this time.
As these thoughts ran through his mind, the vast sea of black flames suddenly started to writhe and twist. The flames surged upward, slowly condensing into a humanoid figure under the watchful gazes of countless people.
That figure was shrouded in black flames, with eerie black runes covering his entire body. His eyes were like bottomless black holes, exuding a terrifying devouring force.
The shadowy figure stood in the sky, stepping upon the black flames. His features were somewhat obscured by the flames, but as soon as he appeared, an immensely ancient and eerie aura spread across the world.
"Woo woo!"
As this black-flamed figure appeared, the endless Nihility Devouring Flame let out a strange humming sound, as if reverently welcoming its true master.
The true Nihility Devouring Flame!
"Such terrifying pressure… this guy is even stronger than Yao Dan!" Xiao Yan said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Mo Yu also nodded gravely. If he remembered correctly, the Nihility Devouring Flame was a Nine-Star Dou Sheng!
Under countless horrified gazes, the towering figure, like a demonic god, slowly lowered his head.
Nihility Devouring Flame looked down at the grand formation surging with boundless power. With a wave of his sleeve, the pitch-black flames atop his head roared wildly, transforming into a torrential downpour of black fire that rained upon the formation.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
As the black flames dripped onto the formation, thick white mist erupted from its surface. Everyone could feel that the formation's energy was rapidly being consumed by the black flames.
"Yao Clan, surrender, and you may still have a way out. Your clan… still holds some value to us."
At this moment, a hoarse voice, so eerie that it sent shivers down one's soul, slowly echoed from within the demonic figure.
"If you want to devour my Yao Clan, it won't be that easy!"
Yao Dan's face twisted into a fierce expression. With a loud roar, several beams of light shot out from Medicine Mountain, pouring directly into the grand formation.
These beams of light were, shockingly, high-grade medicinal pills of immeasurable value!
As countless pills were absorbed into the formation, Yao Dan's expression turned utterly determined.
"Myriad Pills Transform into Heaven! In the name of Alchemy, Ancestor, return to us!"
"Rumble!"
As Yao Dan's resolute cry echoed, a swirling vortex emerged at the center of the formation. An endless tide of liquid energy gushed forth.
At the same time, an extremely ancient aura slowly spread from within the vortex. The vortex spun faster and faster before suddenly dispersing.
As the vortex vanished, a ghostly, elderly figure clad in coarse linen robes slowly appeared in the heavens.
"Buzz!"
The moment this ethereal old man appeared, the souls of every Yao Clan member trembled violently.
A pressure originating from the depths of their bloodline instantly forced countless people within the mountain range to kneel.
"Ancestor!"
Countless elders of the Yao Clan burst into tears, their faces filled with fanaticism. Under the call of their bloodline, the figure before them was no different from a deity—sacred and inviolable.
"So this is the lingering soul of the Yao Clan's ancestor…"
Gazing at the figure, Mo Yu's expression tensed.
Even he felt suffocated under that pressure.
Just a mere lingering soul held such immense power… A Dou Di truly deserved to be called the strongest existence in the Dou Qi Continent!
"Oh… Yao Di."
The Nihility Devouring Flame's black-hole-like pupils locked onto the phantom figure. After a moment of silence, he let out an inexplicable sigh.
"But what a pity… The supreme powerhouse of the past is now nothing more than a mere remnant soul."
"Ancestor, protect our Yao Clan!"
Above the sky, Yao Dan knelt, his voice filled with reverence.
"The Yao Clan..."
Within the grand formation, the elderly figure muttered softly. His gaze swept across the surroundings before he sighed lightly.
"To think… the clan has fallen to such a state…"
Hearing the old phantom's sorrowful words, shame surged onto Yao Dan's aged face.
"A mere lingering soul… Hoping to turn the tide with this? The Yao Clan is truly delusional!"
High above, the Nihility Devouring Flame chuckled coldly, his tone devoid of any respect. He extended a hand, his fingers covered in eerie black runes, and slowly pointed downward.
A black finger descended from the sky, carrying a world-destroying momentum.
However, just as the black finger was about to fall, the elder in rough linen clothing finally raised his hand. A medicinal cauldron, no smaller in size than the giant finger, appeared above the grand formation.
The cauldron was covered in various strange patterns, and it appeared almost tangible, radiating an ancient aura that rippled outward.
"Buzz!"
The giant finger heavily pressed down on the massive cauldron, and instantly, a buzzing sound echoed through the heavens and earth.
"A mere remnant soul—how many times can you block me?"
Nihility Devouring Flame let out a cold laugh. The next moment, with a wave of his sleeve, the entire Yao Realm trembled.
Then, to the horror of everyone present, countless clusters of black flames rose into the sky beyond the grand formation. These flames merged into the endless sea of black fire above, and suddenly, agonizing screams filled the heavens.
"It's the descendants of the Yao Clan!"
Seeing this, Xiao Yan's expression changed drastically.
Among the countless glowing clusters, there were figures struggling frantically within—shockingly, they were all descendants of the Yao Clan!
As these Yao Clan descendants were absorbed into the black flames, their bodies instantly dissolved into blood, which was completely devoured in the next moment.
"What a terrifying devouring power…"
Mo Yu's expression also darkened slightly.
As the second-ranked existence on the Heavenly Flame Ranking, Nihility Devouring Flame was not only immensely powerful but also possessed an incredibly eerie ability. It was known as a devourer of the heavens and earth, capable of consuming all things. Only a handful of beings in existence could resist its swallowing power.
Furthermore, Nihility Devouring Flame could absorb the abilities of whatever it devoured—this alone made it utterly fearsome.
According to legend, in ancient times, there was a race known as the Devouring Spirit Clan. They could prolong their existence by devouring the bloodline power of other races. However, because they posed a great threat to all other races, the various clans united and eradicated them.
The last chieftain of the Devouring Spirit Clan was slain by the Hun Clan, and his corpse was devoured by Nihility Devouring Flame, granting it the ability to seize the bloodline powers of other races.
With this ability, the Hun Clan had relied on Nihility Devouring Flame for tens of thousands of years, ensuring that their Dou Di bloodline remained unbroken and never declined.
As Mo Yu pondered this, Nihility Devouring Flame clenched his palm, causing a blood sphere to form and rapidly expand at an alarming speed. Within the blood sphere, members of the Yao Clan could clearly sense a familiar presence.
"Explode!"
When the blood sphere swelled to nearly a thousand feet in diameter, Nihility Devouring Flame suddenly waved his hand, sending it hurtling forward. It collided fiercely with the approaching giant cauldron.
"Boom!"
An indescribable energy explosion erupted across the sky, and the ancient cauldron instantly cracked upon impact.
Under the relentless devouring force of the black flames, the cauldron was completely annihilated. The remaining destructive shockwave then swept downward, slamming into the grand formation and the Yao Clan's ancestor.
"Boom!"
The grand formation trembled violently under the impact. The liquid-like energy that filled the formation rapidly dissipated at an alarming rate.
"The formation is about to break…"
Seeing the increasingly translucent formation, all members of the Yao Clan felt a deep chill in their hearts.
They had never imagined that even with the combined strength of their entire clan, they would still be unable to resist this terrifying existence.
Yet, before despair could fully set in, an even more hopeless sight unfolded before them—their Dou Di ancestor, under Nihility Devouring Flame's assault, was gradually fading away.
"Ancestor!"
Countless Yao Clan members stared blankly at the sky, their eyes bloodshot, as if their faith had crumbled at this very moment.
"The Yao Clan is indeed formidable—compared to the Ling Clan and the Shi Clan, you are much stronger. However, this still cannot change your ultimate fate."
After a fierce battle with the Yao Clan's ancestral founder, Nihility Devouring Flame had suffered minor setbacks, but he had finally eliminated this obstacle.
The next moment, with a wave of his sleeve, the endless black flames in the sky began to descend. Countless dark, egg-like spheres emerged, shrouded in black fire.
From within the black flames, faint traces of blood light seeped into the egg-like spheres.
"Boom! Boom!"
As the blood light infused them, the numerous black flame eggs suddenly exploded.
In an instant, ear-piercing shrieks filled the sky. Dense clusters of black flame entities poured down like a torrential storm, madly surging toward the mountain range below.
Witnessing this, everyone within the mountains turned pale and hastily activated their Dou Qi.
However, just as their Dou Qi began to surge, flashes of black light appeared before them. In the next moment, many felt a sharp pain in their chests. Looking down, they saw massive holes piercing through their bodies, their blood and internal organs splattering outward.
"These things can devour human flesh—even Dou Qi!"
Yao Lao exclaimed in shock. At his feet, several of the black flame entities had exploded into pools of black blood.
Mo Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. It seemed that Nihility Devouring Flame had fully activated the Devouring Spirit Clan's ability, beginning to absorb the Dou Di bloodline of the Yao Clan.
At the same time, faced with this army of bizarre black flame creatures, the entire mountain range descended into chaos. Battles erupted everywhere, and the air was filled with ceaseless screams. The ground was soon drenched in fresh blood.
Above, Yao Dan's pupils suddenly contracted as he gazed upon the rapidly crumbling Medicine Mountain. He took a sharp breath, as if realizing something.
"The Devouring Spirit Clan! How is it possible that such a race still exists? Weren't they completely exterminated in ancient times?!"
"Heh, as expected of the Yao Clan's patriarch. Now, you should understand why my Hun Clan targeted your people."
Hun Huzi sneered as he gazed at Yao Dan with an eerie expression.
"No wonder… No wonder after the ancient era, so many races declined, yet only your Hun Clan remained powerful!!"
Yao Dan's face was filled with horror as he stared at Nihility Devouring Flame in the sky, his expression constantly shifting. Then, he suddenly shouted toward Mo Yu:
"Lord Mo! I entrust the Yao Clan's alchemists within Yuan Manor to your care!"
Without waiting for Mo Yu's response, Yao Dan let out another anguished roar:
"Elders of the Yao Clan, self-destruct! Destroy space! We may perish, but we must ensure that our bloodline survives!"
Hearing Yao Dan's heart-wrenching command, many of the Yao Clan's powerhouses trembled, their faces showing both grief and determination. Faced with the choice between their clan's extinction and sacrificing themselves to preserve their lineage, they did not hesitate to choose the latter!
At the same time, Mo Yu's gaze sharpened slightly—it was time to execute the plan to evacuate the Yao Clan's alchemists!
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