Chapter 843 - Chapter 843: Chapter 843: Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect, The Gods Descend, Impersonation
Chapter 843: Chapter 843: Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect, The Gods Descend, Impersonation
Ye Feng and his group continued to wander the Twilight Battlefield.
But still, they couldn’t find a way out.
The Twilight Battlefield was too vast!
In the past few days, Ye Feng had incessantly torn through space, jumping countless billions of miles, yet still couldn’t find the edge.
He felt that this place was likely a special battlefield built in some dimensional space.
Its area was probably infinite.
Without the key controlled by the Gods, it was impossible to leave.
But where were the Gods of the Three Thousand Great Worlds? How often did they appear?
Ye Feng fell into deep thought.
…
In Tianzhou, one of the Nine Provinces.
Inside an ancient, top-tier power known as the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect.
An elder with white hair and beard suddenly opened his eyes, gazing at the surrounding Saint Realm experts with formidable auras.
“What’s wrong, Elder?”
A middle-aged man clad in Demon Armor turned to ask.
The elder frowned slightly and said, “In the Twilight Battlefield of the Gods, a Sacred Grade stone coffin that seals the left arm of the Tyrant Emperor has disappeared, seemingly refined and taken away by someone.”
“It must have been those Ancient Heroic Spirits at work,” said the middle-aged Saint cloaked in Demon Armor.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the elder commanded, “Demon Armor, dispatch someone immediately in the name of ‘The Gods’ to enter, eliminate the Ancient Heroic Spirits, and retrieve the Sacred Grade stone coffin to reseal the Tyrant Emperor’s arm.”
“At once!”
The middle-aged man in Demon Armor quickly rose and walked toward an ancient and magnificent Holy Temple.
Following him were a hundred thousand cultivators!
The weakest among them were at the Divine Origin Realm!
There were more than thirty thousand at the Void Break Realm, and over three thousand at the Heavenly Emperor Level.
As for Quasi-Saints, there were altogether five hundred.
Such a massive force was more than enough to sweep through any power in Shenzhou, including the Nine Great Holy Lands.
“The Gods descend!”
The middle-aged Saint in Demon Armor held a special Copper Coin that was round on the outside and square inside, with Ancient Runes inscribed that common people couldn’t understand, aged and vicarious, quite similar to that of the Destiny Empress.
Hum!
The Copper Coin shone brightly, merging with the Ancient Holy Temple, causing all one hundred thousand people to shine; their bodies remained in place while their Divine Souls escaped into the void, vanishing from sight.
Twilight Battlefield.
An ancient Holy Temple appeared out of nowhere.
Then the Holy Temple crumbled and disappeared.
As the thick dust cleared, the Demon Armor Ancient Saint of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect stood in place, with those one hundred thousand mighty cultivators behind him.
These individuals were all radiating light, only their Primordial Spirits descending, protected by the Twilight Battlefield; even if they perished here, their lives would be spared.
“Lord Demon Armor, what shall we do next?” asked a Demon Path expert at the Four-Turn Quasi-Saint Level.
“Follow me!”
The Demon Armor Ancient Saint tore through the void and led the one hundred thousand-strong army to the ancient mountain range where the Sacred Grade stone coffin was buried.
Boom!
The Demon Armor Ancient Saint slammed down his fist, turning everything within hundreds of millions of miles into dust; the initial burial site of the Sacred Grade stone coffin was now empty.
“It has indeed been taken!”
The Demon Armor Ancient Saint’s eyes narrowed slightly, producing a glowing Copper Coin and observing his surroundings through its square hole.
In the void.
Three wisps of aura were visible.
“They’re people from other Great Worlds, not Ancient Heroic Spirits, and there are only three of them.”
The Demon Armor Ancient Saint found this very strange.
“Come with me!”
He suspended the Copper Coin in front of his left eye and, looking through the square hole, sensed the residual aura of Ye Feng and the other two, and pursued them.
…
In front of a dilapidated Holy Temple.
Ye Feng and his party appeared here.
Everything in the Twilight Battlefield was a set piece; the decrepit palaces, the toppled statues, the turbulent rivers, and so on, could be broken but would quickly return to their original state.
“These Array Patterns aren’t bad.”
Ye Feng pointed at the surface of the worn-down Holy Temple, where some Ancient Runes could be seen inscribed.
After a bit of calculation, he had come up with a Divine Skill.
It was of no use to him, as its grade was too low, only suitable for those in the Divine Origin Realm and the Void Break Realm, but he could compile it into a volume and leave it in the Sect’s Scripture Pavilion for the disciples to cultivate.
Thinking of the disciples, Ye Feng’s expression turned somber.
“Alas! Who knows when I’ll be able to return, when will the Gods of the Three Thousand Great Worlds descend?”
Ye Feng couldn’t help but sigh.
“Eh!”
As the words fell, Ye Feng looked into the distance and saw space being torn apart, with an army of a hundred thousand materializing, their momentum vast and mighty.
The leader, clad in Demon Armor and radiant all over, had actually reached the Peak of the Saint Manifestation Level, incredibly powerful.
This was an expert comparable to the Destiny Empress!
“Found you!”
The gaze of the Demon Armor Ancient Saint landed on the trio, through the square hole of the Copper Coin, he saw five characters hovering above their heads.
“Great World of the Celestial Clan.”
Seeing those five characters, the Demon Armor Ancient Saint’s eyes bulged in disbelief.
“Didn’t the Great World of the Celestial Clan collapse in the great war against the Ten Great Holy Sects of Zhongzhou? How come there are still people coming in?”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng’s eyes flickered slightly.
The Ten Directions Holy Sect?
This power was naturally known to him.
Number 14 on the Power God Ranking was the master of the Ten Directions Holy Sect, the terrifying Ten Directions Saint Emperor.
“So, it turns out that the arch-enemy of the Celestial Clan’s Saintly Venerable is the Ten Directions Saint Emperor!”
Ye Feng had guessed this.
He was forcibly sent here by the Destiny Empress with the key to the Twilight Battlefield, so the three of them represented the Great World of the Celestial Clan, perfectly hiding their true identities.
“Indeed, I am the last splendor of the Great World of the Celestial Clan, coming here to sweep the Twilight Battlefield!”
Ye Feng spoke loudly, with his hands behind his back.
“That’s right, to smash you all!”
Hu Feifei had long been privy to Ye Feng’s plan, carrying the Hunyuan Staff and deliberately acting very arrogant.
This task done well could garner quite a bit of hatred for the Celestial Clan.
The Heavenly Path Spiritual Monkey, sitting on Ye Feng’s shoulder, also knew their plan, so it intentionally bared its teeth at the Demon Armor Ancient Saint, giving off a “I’m very ferocious” appearance.
“A mere ruined Great Thousand World dares to act so boldly in front of our Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect, truly courting death. If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Sacred Grade Stone Coffin immediately!”
The Demon Armor Ancient Saint said coldly.
As soon as these words dropped, the hundred thousand cultivators swiftly moved into position, surrounding Ye Feng and the other two tightly on all sides.
“Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect!”
Hearing this term, Ye Feng’s eyes flashed.
[Number 8: Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor – Tianzhou’s Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect]
This line of text quickly emerged in his mind.
The Sect Master of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect, the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor, was terrifying, ranking eighth on the Power God Ranking.
“It seems that the Devouring Heaven Demon Emperor is one of the Ancient Holy God’s sworn enemies; otherwise, they wouldn’t have sealed the Holy God’s left arm in the Twilight Battlefield.”
Ye Feng’s thoughts were a whirlwind.
“You imbecile, are you deaf?”
Seeing Ye Feng appear lost in thought, the Demon Armor Ancient Saint berated loudly, “Hand over the Sacred Grade Stone Coffin!”
“Is this what you’re talking about?”
Ye Feng produced the Sacred Grade Stone Coffin, which transformed to the size of a palm and hovered in the center of his hand, before quickly being put away a moment later.
“I’m quite curious as to what is sealed inside.”
Ye Feng intentionally said this.
“What’s inside is none of your business!” The gaze of the Demon Armor Ancient Saint turned even colder, “Hand over the Sacred Grade Stone Coffin quickly, and this Saint might spare your wretched life!”
“Kill me?” Ye Feng shrugged, “You’re not qualified!”
As his voice fell, he struck first.
Hu Feifei roared and entered the Second Combat Mode, holding the Hunyuan Staff with both hands and striking alongside Ye Feng.
Bang!
A loud explosion.
The Demon Armor Ancient Saint was sent flying by Ye Feng’s punch, his chest cavity caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, nearly collapsing.
“Sweeping Thousands Army!”
Hu Feifei wielded the Hunyuan Staff and swept out, instantly causing over half of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Sect’s hundred thousand army to fall dead or injured.
“You’re actually a Saint Manifestation Level body cultivator!”
The blasted Demon Armor Ancient Saint came to his senses, clutching his caved-in chest, his face filled with horror.
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