Chapter 414: Chapter 414

The centipede’s Cultivation was at the level of a Golden Immortal, and so was the Cultivation of the faceless Insect.

The Insect Clan held no morals and directly commanded its centipede to devour nearby cultivators. Each time a cultivator was consumed, the centipede’s rear would release a heap of young centipedes.

These young centipedes were not of high rank; most of them possessed Mahayana cultivation, with only a few being True Immortals. However, their venom was exceedingly potent—a single bite could endanger even a Heavenly Immortal’s life.

The centipede’s actions ultimately ignited the fury of a Golden Immortal from the Ghost Shark Clan above, although figures diving down to intervene were blocked by other Golden Immortal Insects.

Luo Yue, looking at Roy who was struggling to restrain himself, whispered, "Roy, go handle those two below."

Roy turned. "Why? Isn’t it killing the Ghost Shark Clan members?"

"The Divine Son is still down there; it’s an unstable factor. Go quickly, I’ll cover for you," Luo Yue urged.

Reluctantly eyeing the Insects before him, Roy made a splendid slash and then turned and descended.

Seeing this, the Golden Immortal Insects intending to intercept did so, but their numbers were too great, and seven Golden Immortals still managed to slip through.

The sound of blood hitting the ground echoed. The seven Golden Immortal Insects stiffened simultaneously, a strong sense of danger overwhelming them.

Turning their heads, they saw an Asura with bowed head slowly approaching them.

Luo Yue raised his head, crimson eyes streaming with bloody tears. The red Asura Dharma Image behind him suddenly cracked open, revealing an even larger, more sinister Shura emerging from within.

Blood tears continued to fall down his cheeks. The usually stable-minded and rational Luo Yue, now somewhat crazed, swung his head erratically as his long spear radiated an endless blood-red light.

One of the Golden Immortal Insects roared in desperation, "Ultimate Golden Immortal!"

The blood-red glow engulfed the seven Golden Immortal Insects, and the blood of Golden Immortals spattered down. Luo Yue turned towards the other Insects, a mad grin on his face. "Your turn."

Roy, standing on the centipede’s head, looked up at Luo Yue, his face revealing excitement. "Yes, exactly !"

"This is exactly what I wanted!"

A Shura Dharma Image with a single horn and a row of Bone Spurs on its back appeared. Roy burst into the aerial battlefield, laughing heartily, "HAHAHA, let me do it, let me do it."

Yaksha Jing turned to Chen Jiuge, his crimson eyes flickering as he spoke in a strange tone, "Two Ultimate Golden Immortals. It seems your Great Leader has high regard for you."

Chen Jiuge didn’t respond, just quietly watched the sky above.

How strong exactly is an Ultimate Golden Immortal? That remained a mystery.

There were Ultimate Golden Immortals who had successfully crossed the Immortal Characteristic to behead their foes, and others who were killed by Pseudo-Immortals. Each Ultimate Golden Immortal was unique.

Though their strength was a mystery, one common trait among Ultimate Golden Immortals was that their minds were not altogether sane.

Thus, even among top-tier races like the Asuras, there weren’t many Ultimate Golden Immortals. Besides, this was an uncharted path; not even the strongest Ultimate Golden Immortal could overcome a Demi-Dao Yi.

On a small hill, Ares, watching the Golden Immortal Insects falling from the sky, her beautiful face revealed a hint of uncertainty. "Two Ultimate Golden Immortals. It seems the plan has failed."

"Sister, should we retreat?" Keli asked, looking up from the base of the hill.

"Let’s retreat. Call back the Immortals. The rest can be considered a welcoming gift," Ares said indifferently.

Ares’s departure did not go unnoticed by Chen Jiuge and Yaksha Jing.

"Is it the Insect Nest Queen?"

"Probably. I’ve seen her before," Chen Jiuge replied.

Ares left, but she left behind a plethora of troubles. The frenzied Roy and Luo Yue not only slaughtered the Insect Clan’s Golden Immortals but also did not spare those from the Ghost Shark Clan.

The utterly insane Roy even rushed onto the battlefield of the Immortals and explosively defeated a Pseudo-Immortal, pushing the already struggling Ghost Shark Clan to their breaking point.

Caressing the long spear in his hands, Chen Jiuge gazed at the Spring of Laws in front of him, which covered just a few square meters. His eyes shimmered with shock as he asked, "Is this the Spring of Laws?"

Taking a deep breath, Yaksha Jing’s face revealed a hint of ecstasy. "This is it!"

Ming Huayu dipped his hand into it. Pale silver Law Water slid over his fingers, his face showing a hint of regret. "It’s just the lowest rank Spring of Laws. It seems it’s of no use to me."

The other Immortals also shook their heads regretfully, wishing it were of a higher level.

Although the Spring of Laws was of little use to Immortals, it was still very beneficial to cultivators below the Immortal realm. After some discussion, the three decided to allocate spots according to the merit points on their Tokens.

Naturally, Chen Jiuge and Yaksha Jing were the closest to it.

Rich Power of Laws continually surged from the spring water into Chen Jiuge’s body. The long-dormant Life Dao within him, as if invigorated by a powerful elixir, began to rapidly evolve.

The previously dry inspiration for enlightenment burst forth like a volcanic eruption, flooding his mind. This sensation was not much less intense than Sudden Enlightenment.

While Chen Jiuge and the others were still in Cultivation, the situation at the core battlefield underwent yet another change.

Countless races and countless Immortals engaged in a large-scale melee surrounding the blood of Dao Yi.

Asuras roared in fury, the Netherworld King whispered softly, great black serpents hissed angrily, and Yakshas roamed about. The Insect Clan, numerous as stars, continuously appeared, died, and then cycled through the process again.

Various colors of blood dyed the earth multicolored. Corpses piled high on the ground, adding another layer to the landscape. The final victor, the Saint Heir of the Heavenly God Clan, walked steadily towards the column of light.

His handsome face couldn’t help but show a trace of joy, his third Heavenly Eye on his forehead blinking continuously as he placed his hand on the column of light.

Under the hopeful gaze of his clansmen and the unwilling stares of the defeated, he exploded!

A strand of black mist appeared above, transforming into a demon.

It had six horns on its head and Bone Spurs on its back. Beneath its eight differently-colored eyes lay only a large mouth. Its heart was exposed and pulsating. Its slightly flickering tail emanated a dangerous aura.

This strange creature, ten feet tall, upon seeing the people below, showed a cruel joy on its face. "So much, so much food!"

The monster’s language was naturally different from that of the Star Sea Realm, but as most present were Golden Immortals, understanding this sentence with their immense Divine Sense was not difficult.

Witnessing their Saint Heir transform into the monster before them, an Immortal of the Heavenly God Clan, whose third eye on their forehead blazed with brilliant light, roared, "No matter what you are, daring to kill our clan’s Saint Heir, you deserve to die!"

Looking at his pierced chest, the Immortal of the Heavenly God Clan incredulously watched the unscathed monster, murmuring, "How could this be? This is a Heavenly God..."

Biting off the Immortal’s head before he could finish speaking, the monster’s face showed a hint of ecstasy. "Such a wonderful taste!"

"My clansmen, come join the feast."

Countless pitch-black figures emerged from the shattered column of light. One after another, relatively smaller monsters appeared, all possessing Golden Immortal Cultivation. Fortunately, the cultivators who remained alive were among the best of the Golden Immortals.

As the number of monsters increased, the various clans, who had been fighting fiercely amongst themselves, began to band together to resist.

Holding an Immortal Realm Infinite Snake in his hand, the original monster licked its face with a barbed tongue, scraping off a good portion of its cheek, and remarked, "I didn’t expect this hunting ground to have become so prosperous."

"Hunting ground?" the Infinite Snake asked, enduring the severe pain, knowing that survival was merely an extravagant hope.

The monster tilted its head, puzzled. "Eh, you didn’t know?"

"Oh, I almost forgot. The last clan member responsible for the harvest met with an accident. There’s been a long interval between harvests, so you might have lost the information. Let me tell you then."

"My name is Bodhi, from the supremely noble True Demon Clan. And this land you live on is nothing more than our True Demon Clan’s hunting ground!"

Bodhi’s voice spread across the entire battlefield. An Immortal of the Netherworld King Clan, his face grim, muttered, "Hunting ground?"

His wide mouth cracked into an exaggerated arc as Bodhi laughed maniacally. "You are the food! HAHAHAHA."

"You’re talking nonsense!"

The hot-tempered Asura Immortal leaped up, his long spear emitting intense fluctuations.

Bodhi, holding the long spear in one hand, mocked, "An Immortal Daluo Golden Immortal? Like a fish showing off in a fragile fish tank, how could you witness true splendor?"

The long spear, connected to the Asura’s spirit, was crushed by Bodhi. Before the Asura Immortal could even feel the backlash to his Divine Soul, he was suddenly engulfed by Bodhi’s expanding mouth.

"The scent of madness. Another experimental race. Truly unfortunate." Bodhi seemed quite dissatisfied with the taste of the Asura.

"Can you see clearly?"

"Not that Demi-Dao Yi, but real Dao Yi."

"And it looks even stronger than the Dao Yi Ancestor of our clan."

Watching the people below bustling with discussions, Bodhi, bored, yawned and muttered, "Feeling a bit sleepy. I’ll take a nap first. They haven’t arrived yet, so sleeping for a while should be okay."

The people, who had thought they were doomed, suddenly found Bodhi using the bones of cultivators on the field to build a bed of bones, upon which he lay sprawled out and fell asleep.

Although surviving was indeed a cause for joy, the manner in which they were spared brought great humiliation to the Immortals present. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel·fire·net

The first Immortal-level True Demon made its appearance among them, then a second, then a third...

Battling these Immortal monsters made the Immortals of the various clans feel a peculiar sense of oppression, as these creatures seemed naturally poised to counter them.

We can’t stay here anymore, a unified thought crossed the minds of the cultivators present.

After leaving behind a large number of corpses, the various clans finally managed to retreat from the core area.

Whether it sensed the impending crisis of annihilation or not, the Heavenly Dao erected a Barrier in the core area, blocking the path of these True Demon Clan creatures.

Bodhi, his eyes closed, suddenly had a smile touch his lips. "I was wondering what felt off. So this is the problem!"

"Although there was a slight mishap, this is still our True Demon Clan’s hunting ground!"