Published: January 6, 2025
Boom! The small world shattered, and Qin Yuechi transformed into a phantom sword light, slicing directly toward the infinite skies above.
"That is..." Qin Chen looked up and saw a pair of cold eyes opening in the vast desolate starry sky of the Myriad Races Battlefield, filled with endless demonic might, staring down.
It was the Yuanmo Ancestor.
"Yuanmo Ancestor, back in the river of time, you tried to stop me. This time, I will avenge the grudge from before."
Qin Yuechi coldly shouted, her voice chilling like an otherworldly fairy, striking out violently and stunning the ancient heavens.
"Hmph, is it you?"
The Yuanmo Ancestor snorted coldly, "If I had known this, I should have killed you back then. You killed my Demon Tribe disciple; you deserve to die a thousand deaths. Just a mere avatar, shatter for me!"
Boom! Above the endless heavens, a vast hand formed, exuding terrifying demonic might, as if it could overturn heaven and earth, with countless stars revolving within it, devouring everything.
"Boom!"
The demonic palm's power swallowed the heavens, and the endless darkness consumed the sword light that was as bright as the sun, like a weak candle being engulfed by boundless darkness, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.
"Mother!"
Qin Chen cried out, tears streaming down his face. Although it was just an avatar, seeing his mother captured by the Yuanmo Ancestor's demonic hand filled Qin Chen with anger and sorrow.
"This is the current ancestor of the Demon Tribe, daring to attack the matriarch. So audacious, lawless! Once this ancestor regains strength, I will surely teach him a lesson to relieve this hatred in my heart."
The Blood River Saint Ancestor said furiously.
"The matriarch is so strong, she shouldn't be so easily obliterated, right?"
The Primordial Ancestral Dragon frowned.
As soon as he finished speaking, boom! Suddenly, the dark demonic hand rolled violently, and explosions erupted from within. Then, amidst the endless darkness, a bright sword light illuminated.
"Mother!"
Qin Chen was excited.
Boom! The sword light soared into the heavens, flickering and vanishing, instantly piercing through the dark demonic hand, merging into the boundless darkness. Immediately, a furious roar echoed from the depths of the darkness.
It was the Yuanmo Ancestor's roar.
"Chen'er."
In a hazy moment, Qin Chen saw the illusory figure of Qin Yuechi appearing amidst the chaos aura above the endless heavens. She glanced at him in the starry sky, and with a bang, she vanished.
Whoosh! Qin Chen raised his hand, instantly collecting the remnants of the Demon Spirit Venerable and the five powerful members of the Demon Tribe, as well as their essence and power, into the Heaven and Earth Creation Jade Plate. His figure swayed and suddenly disappeared.
Within the endless desolation.
At this moment, the Yuanmo Ancestor looked somewhat disheveled, his demonic energy surging, but soon, boundless demonic energy enveloped him, and his aura was restored.
"Hmph, that damned woman..." The Yuanmo Ancestor was somewhat infuriated.
"Hahaha, Yuanmo Ancestor, what's wrong? Do you still want to continue fighting?"
The Carefree Supreme sneered, "If you dare to make a move in the Myriad Races Battlefield, I won't hesitate to open the battlefield completely. Your Demon Tribe isn't prepared, right?"
"Carefree Supreme, don't be so pleased. Today's events won't end so easily. Do you think you can protect this kid for a lifetime?"
The Yuanmo Ancestor scoffed, his eyes flashing as if he thought of something, revealing a sinister glimmer: "This kid will eventually fall into the trap."
With a flash of his figure, the Yuanmo Ancestor instantly vanished, and the rolling demonic energy retreated into the endless void, disappearing.
Seeing the Yuanmo Ancestor disappear, the Carefree Supreme let out a slight sigh of relief. If it weren't necessary, he wouldn't want to continue fighting with the Yuanmo Ancestor. He was all too aware of the latter's strength; what was shown earlier was merely a fraction.