The Art of Chaotic Divinity

Chapter 1490: Asura Hell

"Haha, awaken! You ugly creature! Go destroy the obstacles before you. Wipe everything out and slaughter those Hall of War trash in the valley!"

Wen Te's face was filled with excitement. He had planned this for a long time. Ling Feng had interfered again and again, yet the slumbering ancient devil had finally awakened!

With a single casual strike, it could annihilate every Hall of War disciple still lingering in the valley.

Most importantly, Ling Feng was inside the devil's lair. He would be the first to die.

Yet at that moment, Wen Te sensed something off. The tremors in their direction seemed to be growing stronger.

"L-Lord Wen Te!"

Drucker began to panic. His voice trembled. "Why does it feel like that ancient devil is attacking us?"

"Nonsense. That is impossible. Its essence should already have been spread around the valley where the Hall of War disciples are gathered. Why would it attack here? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Wen Te frowned deeply, unable to understand where his plan had gone wrong.

Just as he dismissed it as an illusion, the ground below roared and split apart. From the massive fissure, an enormous hand burst forth, followed by thick, writhing tentacles.

Drucker was right!

Beneath the entire Hunting Battlefield lay the suppressed body of Anos. Bound by the seal, it could not break through the surface, yet with brute force, it could still force a hand out from underground.

Boom!

The heavens and earth shook violently. The barbarian warriors fell into chaos. From the depths rose a towering pillar that stretched a thousand zhang high!

It was Anos' hand.

Bang!

The massive hand slammed down with terrifying force, stirring up a storm of violent winds. Even Great Emperor level experts were like drifting leaves within that gale, unable to steady themselves!

"What is happening?"

"Heavens, run!"

The barbarian elites, whether Human Emperors or Great Emperors, were seized by fear and fled in all directions!

But along with that descending hand came countless thick tentacles. They spread across the sky and seized their targets, crushing bones in an instant.

The sounds of flesh tearing and bones shattering filled the air, mixed with agonized screams. The barbarian camp turned into a living Asura hell!

The colossal hand struck the ground again and again. A mountain over a hundred zhang tall began to sink under the force!

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhh!"

Screams rang out one after another. Some were torn apart by the raging winds. Others were seized by the tentacles and crushed into pulp. The scene was horrifying and drenched in blood!

"H-How is this possible?"

Wen Te stared in shock as dozens of barbarian elites were wiped out in moments. His body trembled uncontrollably.

So this was the power of an ancient devil.

Terrifying!

Overwhelming!

But this power was supposed to be used against the Hall of War!

"Lord Wen Te, run!"

Drucker roared. In the next instant, a tentacle wrapped around his leg. With a sharp crack, his bones shattered. The tentacle tightened further, crushing his entire body.

In the blink of an eye, a Great Emperor was reduced to a pool of blood, dripping from the thick tentacle and splashing across the sky!

"Drucker!"

Wen Te was completely stunned. He fled like a madman. With a teleportation talisman as his last resort, he barely escaped.

But he was now alone.

Bang!

Anos' demonic hand slammed down onto the mountain peak. With a deafening roar, the hundred-zhang mountain was crushed into the ground, leaving behind a crater dozens of zhang deep.

Everything that had lived upon it was reduced to dust!

...

Outside the Hunting Battlefield.

The high-ranking members of both the Hall of War and the barbarians remained gathered in the Red Stone Canyon, observing the massive chessboard that reflected the battle within.

Several days had passed. The situation had been evenly matched, with both sides taking losses.

But suddenly, a large number of black pieces vanished.

This meant that dozens of barbarian elites had died in an instant.

"What is going on?"

The barbarian elders were stunned. What kind of power could cause such devastating losses so quickly?

On the other hand, the Hall of War side showed almost no casualties!

This was not the result of direct combat!

"Hahaha, it seems your barbarian side is destined to lose this time!"

Xu Zhengfeng stroked his beard. Though he did not yet know what had happened inside, the barbarian forces had already lost more than half their elites, while the Hall of War remained largely intact. Victory was nearly certain.

"Hmph, it is too early to say!"

The barbarian supreme elder Shrek clenched his fists. He began to suspect that something had gone wrong with the plan involving the devil.

He had personally devised that plan and entrusted it to Wen Te. Otherwise, Wen Te would never have had access to a treasure like the Devil Refining Cauldron.

He could not understand how it had failed. What he had expected was the complete disappearance of the white pieces.

Instead, it seemed he had only harmed himself!

"Then let us wait and see!"

Xu Zhengfeng laughed. So far, the course of the battle pleased him greatly.

What he did not know was that Yang Zhen, the commander of the Hall of War, had already been manipulated by an internal traitor. With such a hidden danger, the outcome of the battle was far from settled.

...

Hunting Battlefield, Inside the devil's lair.

Through a luminous projection, Anos allowed Ling Feng to witness the massacre of the barbarian elites. It laughed loudly.

"Well? Now you see the power of a Void overlord. Even after being suppressed for thousands of years, I remain invincible!"

"Yes, yes. Lord Anos is truly powerful!"

Ling Feng smiled faintly. He had not seen Wen Te's exact fate, but it was unlikely to be good.

"Hmph!"

Anos snorted. Its spiritual projection grew increasingly faint and transparent. It glanced at Ling Feng and said slowly, "Human, I must return to slumber. When I awaken again, I hope you will bring Empress Ke Weili to free me."

"Of course!"

Ling Feng nodded repeatedly, though inwardly he sneered. >As if I would ever free such a monster!

"Mm!"

Anos' projection gradually faded. Before disappearing completely, it added one last remark.

"When I used my power earlier, the seal activated and closed the upper exit of the cave. If you wish to leave, you must find another way out. Good luck, human ant!"