Amidst the lifeless ruins, only three figures remained, the remnants of what were once the rulers of the mortal kingdoms. Transformed by the sin marks inflicted upon them, they were no longer recognizable as mortals.
The first ruler, once wise and just, bore the weight of his sins upon his form. His skin had turned obsidian black, with an ethereal sheen, resembling the night sky itself. His once vibrant eyes were now smoldering orbs of crimson, imbued with the malevolence that consumed him. Two sharp, ivory horns spiraled upward from his temples, reminiscent of a sinister crown. His fingers had elongated into wicked-looking claws, each tipped with a jagged edge that mirrored the darkness that now enveloped his soul.
The second ruler, once driven by ambition, had succumbed to the temptations of power. His skin had transformed into a sickly pallor, a ghostly reminder of his descent into darkness. Instead of eyes, he bore empty, hollow sockets that seemed to emanate a haunting glow. Two pristine white horns, twisted and gnarled, protruded from his skull, symbolizing the twisted path he had chosen.
His hands, once skilled in crafting, had transformed into sharp talons, resembling the claws of a predatory beast. These claws left trails of darkness in their wake, a physical manifestation of the malevolent energy that now flowed through him. His entire presence exuded an aura of dominance and control, a chilling reminder of the depths to which his ambition had led him.
The third ruler, once compassionate and empathetic, now bore a visage that mirrored the raw chaos and destruction unleashed upon the planet. His once vibrant complexion had transformed into an eerie shade of charcoal, marred by cracks that glowed with otherworldly energy. Two twisted horns, as black as pitch, jutted from his temples in a wild, untamed fashion. His fingers had elongated, forming into jagged, skeletal claws that seemed to drip with a toxic darkness.
Eyes that were once filled with warmth and compassion had transformed into blazing yellow orbs, radiating an unsettling intensity. The air around him seemed to vibrate with the chaotic energy he emanated, causing ripples of distortion in the already bleak surroundings. He stood tall, a twisted incarnation of nature’s destructive power, embodying the havoc he had helped unleash upon the once peaceful realms.
As the last remnants of the mortal inhabitants, these three rulers had turned into complete sin devils.
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Looking at the three sin devils standing before him, Kai nodded with satisfaction. The Sin Qi he had consumed had significantly boosted his cultivation, although it hadn’t pushed him to a breakthrough. Still, it had been a fruitful journey for him.
With a commanding wave of his hand, the three sin devils dissolved into black smoke, vanishing into the confines of his sleeve. Waste no time, he immediately set off towards the Emerald Fall World.
After three arduous years of traversing empty space, Kai could finally see the Emerald Fall World not too far away from his current position. His journey had been made easier by the Sin Bind he had placed on Jiang Yan, granting him knowledge of her whereabouts and everything that had transpired since she had left with the members of the legion.
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Upon embarking on the Venerable Yuan spirit boat, it had taken the legion members twelve long years to reach the Emerald Fall. Once they had landed on the planet, they refrained from acting rashly. Instead, they meticulously planned and gathered information about the current state of affairs on the Emerald Fall, focusing their efforts on the Evergled continent.
After confirming their gathered information, they made their way to Celestial Peak City, where they were scheduled to meet with members of the Starry Sky Alliance.
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In an ordinary palace on the outskirts of the city, the representatives of the two factions were seated across from each other in the palace courtyard.
Facing Venerable Yuan was a youthful man with yellow hair, dressed in a majestic purple robe. Venerable Yuan took the initiative to speak, saying, "This is indeed a beautiful place, as you had mentioned before."
Di Yang, the purple-robed youth, let out a hearty laugh. "I am genuinely pleased that you appreciate this location," he replied.
Both of them raised their tea cups from the table and nodded in agreement. Di Yang then smiled and asked, "Senior brother Yuan, have you informed the rest of the legion about what has transpired?"
Venerable Yuan sneered, "What is there to inform them about? Just a group of bandits. Once I uncover their identities, they will meet an unpleasant fate."
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"You are as arrogant as I expected, old man," a soft voice suddenly interjected, causing a stir in their minds. All eyes turned towards the speaker, Mi Ling, who raised her delicate hand and continued, "Esteemed Seniors, it is time to complete your work."
As the haunting voice of Mi Ling reverberated through the desolate courtyard, the air seemed to freeze, and three figures materialized out of thin air.
It was none other than Elder Han, Elder Chen, and Sylvara, but their attire had changed.
Elder Han was now clad in a cerulean blue robe adorned with intricate golden lines, Elder Chen now donned a pristine white robe that billowed softly in the wind. Sylvara, stood beside them, her golden hair cascading down her shoulders, her gaze piercing through the darkness.
The sight of Elder Han and Elder Chen sent a chilling realization coursing through Venerable Yuan’s veins, his expression contorting into a mix of shock and despair. It dawned on him, like an ominous fog settling in, that he had unknowingly stepped into a meticulously crafted trap, one from which there seemed to be no escape.
In a desperate attempt to muster his composure, Venerable Yuan’s voice trembled with anger as he bellowed, "Di Yang, what treachery is this? Explain yourself!"
Di Yang’s lips curled into a disdainful sneer, his voice dripping with malicious delight. "Oh, old geezer Yuan, your naivety never ceases to amuse me. you should have seen this coming."
Elder Chen, his aged hand gently stroking his long, silver beard, couldn’t resist mocking further. "Old Yuan, I implore you and your pitiful juniors to spare yourselves the agony of a futile resistance. Embrace the path of self-annihilation."
Elder Han’s resonant laughter resonated coldly through the air, each booming chuckle filled with sadistic glee. "Old Yuan, I suggest you heed Brother Chen’s advice. Engaging in a battle you cannot win would be an utterly meaningless and one-sided slaughter."
Sylvara, her eyes narrowing with focused intensity, shook her head in disapproval. She had always preferred a direct confrontation, rather than wasting time on idle banter.
Rage blazed within Venerable Yuan’s eyes, his face turning crimson with a mixture of fury and humiliation. Never in his countless millennia of existence had he been so utterly debased and manipulated like a mere pawn on a merciless chessboard. His long-standing legacy of power and authority seemed to crumble beneath the weight of this cruel betrayal.
Summoning the depths of his ancient power, Venerable Yuan thrust his finger forward with a furious resolve, unleashing a brilliant beam of golden light towards Zhuo Li and the rest. In a breathtaking display of spiritual prowess, the golden ray enveloped them, morphing into a formidable spirit boat that streaked across the sky with unfathomable speed, seeking refuge from this perilous onslaught.
Simultaneously, Venerable Yuan’s aura erupted violently, wrinkles etched deeper into his once youthful face, his hair rapidly thinning and falling like droplets in an autumn breeze, The immense strain placed on his body was taking its toll.
Time stood still for a fleeting moment as Elder Chen realized the imminent danger. Waving his hand with an urgency born of desperation, he shouted, "Everyone, retreat! He is about to self-destruct!"
Before he could finish his warning, a massive explosion erupted, consuming the entire city. The force unleashed by the self-destruction of a Mid-stage Void Transformation Realm expert was beyond comprehension, shaking the very foundations of the once-flourishing city. Buildings crumbled and disintegrated into a swirling vortex of splintered debris, streets shattered under the relentless force, and fires ignited, raging wildly like infernal demons unleashed upon the unsuspecting metropolis.
The destructive tsunami of energy cascaded outwards, devouring everything in its path, and consuming any remnants of prosperity that had once adorned the grand Celestial Peak City. The once tranquil courtyard became an inferno-ravaged battleground, cloaked in smoky
haze and illuminated by flickering flames.