The implication was clear—multiple Eternal Night prodigies were preparing to strike Yi Tianxing simultaneously.
Until now, the Eternal Night scions had relied on their pride and superiority, never considering a group assault. Doing so would be an admission: none among them could rival Yi Tianxing alone. That one Eternal prodigy could suppress them all—such a notion was the deepest shame imaginable to Eternal Night.Unless absolutely necessary, they would never agree to this.
After all, a group attack implied Eternal Night was weaker than the so-called Eternal "natives", unable to field even one true peer to Yi Tianxing. That would be a stain on the entire Eternal Night realm.
But if they truly allowed Yi Tianxing to cross the Tongtian River unimpeded—slaying anyone in his path and reaching the far shore—that humiliation would be far worse.The thought alone—the image of a lone human prodigy breaking through the defense of two thousand Eternal Night prodigies and stepping onto the other side—sent chills through their very souls.
Unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable!
As Yi Tianxing's figure drew closer, an invisible pressure swept toward them.Faced with a choice between personal pride and Eternal Night's collective honor, they chose the latter—without hesitation.
"Shameless! You Eternal Night rats can't win in a fair fight, so now you want to gang up on my master? Do you even know what honor is?! You called us Eternal 'natives' and claimed we were easy to crush. Now what? Planning a group ambush? Pathetic!"
On the shore, the Green Emperor leapt up in outrage.
He had followed along for this battle, but since their arrival, his eyes had been darting constantly, clearly scheming something. At times, he even grew silent, a far cry from his usual motormouth antics. Anyone familiar with him would find the change strange—disturbingly so.Even Ye Zhiqiu and the others noticed.They knew the Green Emperor well—known for breaking into song at the worst times, disgustingly narcissistic, his very existence a form of psychological torture. The fact that he was suddenly quiet felt... wrong.They almost missed the chaos he usually brought—however twisted that was.
Now, seeing the Eternal Night cultivators planning a group assault, the Green Emperor finally broke his silence in fury.
"Exactly! You call us 'natives', yet now you need to gang up on us? Even a dog would be ashamed to witness your cowardice. What a bunch of spineless worms. If you have any pride, challenge Yi Wang one-on-one. Fight with honor, not tricks!"
—Li Yuanba spat, filled with contempt.
"Can't beat him alone, so you resort to group attacks? And you dare call us 'natives'? I'll come over there and crush you all!"
—Xiang Yu sneered coldly.
"I'll show you what fear truly means."
—Lu Bu declared grimly.
"Kill!!"
Guan Yu's eyes burned with anger.
Just imagining a group ambush on Yi Tianxing sparked a deep, righteous fury in every human prodigy present.
"You dare!"
Yao Yue's voice turned icy, the temperature around her dropping sharply.
Their righteous condemnation crossed the river. On the opposite bank, many Eternal Night prodigies paled.If they ganged up now and word got out, Eternal Night's reputation would suffer. The world would know they had needed multiple elites to deal with a single prodigy from Eternal.It would bring disgrace upon Eternal Night.
"Hmph. So what if we fight one-on-one? You're not invincible. That God-Slaying Blade of yours may be strong, but how many more times can you even wield it? Let me test it with my sword!"
One Eternal Night prodigy stepped forward. "You have your God-Slaying Blade—I have the God-Erasing Sword. Kill!"
This prodigy, too, possessed a soul-based divine ability. As he spoke, a black sword materialized in mid-air and shot straight toward Yi Tianxing like a flash of doom.Its sheer speed and piercing brilliance stung the soul—too fast to dodge, too terrifying to ignore.
"I'll oblige you."
Yi Tianxing answered without hesitation.
With a thought, the God-Slaying Blade appeared again, flashing with golden light as it met the oncoming God-Erasing Sword head-on. This would be a true collision of divine techniques.
Clang!!
The clash was monstrous. Both weapons radiated soul-piercing brilliance that made even distant onlookers wince in pain, as though their very spirits were being shredded.In a shocking twist, the God-Erasing Sword began to dissolve—splitting into thousands of black micro-needles before anyone could react.
These God-Erasing Needles were near-invisible, but each glinted with soul-destroying power. The sword had been formed from them all along.Now they surged like a tidal wave, aiming to pierce Yi Tianxing from all directions.
Their sheer number and tiny size made them nearly impossible to block. The threat was overwhelming.
Ding ding ding!!
If these needles struck, they would pierce the soul itself, inflicting unimaginable damage—a potentially fatal blow to any cultivator.
But under the power of the Suppressing Seal of the Underworld, their speed dropped sharply.While not completely frozen, they slowed by thirty percent.Then Yi Tianxing's Chaos Dragon Robe activated—chaotic energy roiling, with divine dragons roaring and coiling around him.
The needles met the robe's defense—and stopped.None could pierce through.
With a single pulse of his body, Yi Tianxing shattered all the needles into nothingness.
The God-Slaying Blade turned into a golden streak and pierced through the void, reappearing before the Eternal Night prodigy.
With one clean slash—his head flew into the air.Blood surged skyward. His corpse plunged into the Tongtian River.
But this strike clearly took a toll:The golden glow of the God-Slaying Blade dimmed noticeably.
As expected, it was not a technique that could be used limitlessly.Each use consumed immense soul power—even for someone like Yi Tianxing, the repeated use was starting to wear on his sea of consciousness.His spiritual ocean began to dim and blur. He could continue, but not for long.
"Your blade is dimming. You've used it too many times already, haven't you? You're reaching your limit. Once that God-Slaying Blade is spent—how will you stop us?"
—A jester-like Eternal Night prodigy narrowed his eyes and smirked.
"Then come—face me!!"
Yi Tianxing's voice was fearless.
He continued walking forward.Each step was steady, powerful.Each step intensified his aura—his fighting spirit grew, his combat power swelled.
He was nearly at the shore.
"Kill!!"
Another Eternal Night prodigy stepped forward to strike.
Behind him, a black scroll unfurled, revealing a terrifying abyss filled with wailing ghosts and demonic beasts.They screamed in torment, clawing upward.
Within the abyss floated a terrifying black coffin, suspended in the void. The surface of the coffin was etched with horrifying symbols—divine beasts, demons, monsters in agony.The imagery alone was nauseating.
A dense aura of doom radiated from the coffin.Even a glance inspired fear.
"The God-Burying Coffin—today, it becomes your grave."
The prodigy's voice was cold and murderous.
As he spoke, the God-Burying Coffin flew out over the river.Its lid creaked open—and an overwhelming suction force exploded forth.
The water, the light in the air—even space itself—was being sucked into the coffin.
A horrifying black light enveloped Yi Tianxing.
In that moment, even he could feel it—his body, his vitality, his very existence—was being dragged into the abyss.
"If I, Yi Tianxing, do not die—Then the heavens cannot kill me.The earth cannot bury me.
A single coffin will not become my tomb!"
His entire body erupted with radiant light.