The moon was cold, the night was quiet, and the mountains and rivers were undulating.
Under the moonlight, a group of death gods walked on the ground. Their loose black clothes covered them tightly, even their heads were covered. They were silent, and every one of them was filled with the aura of death.
The underworld fog rose, and the gloomy aura became even thicker, drowning them in darkness.
Yang Yi chased after them with tears on her face. She had just woken up and had already thrown away her shoes. She ignored her appearance and stepped on the cold and hard ground with her jade-white feet as she rushed into the group of death gods.
She wanted to catch Zhang Lin and get to the bottom of it, but his figure was too fleeting and unapproachable.
The current Yuan Taoist Master's strength was unimaginable. After ten thousand years, his body was as deep as the sea, and his evil aura overflowed the heavens. He was half demon and half human, and had long since become an unimaginable existence.
"Zhang Lin, no matter what happens, it doesn't matter. Just stop," Yang Yi cried.
Ye Fan couldn't bear to see such a scene. He sighed and said, "Patriarch, if you don't turn back now, it might be the biggest regret of your life."
The gloomy fog covered the star domain, and the world was pitch-black. Zhang Lin slowed down his steps and stopped. His whole body was covered in the loose black clothes.
Yang Yi walked forward with tears in her eyes as she looked at him quietly.
Zhang Lin slowly took off the black hood and the black cloak, revealing his true appearance. His whole body was covered in long, blood-colored hair that was more than half a foot long. Even his face was covered with it, and his true appearance couldn't be seen clearly.
Yang Yi slowly stretched out her jade-like hand and touched his face. With tears in her eyes, she said, "No matter what you become, you will always be the Zhang Lin of the past. No matter where you go, I will always follow you."
"There's not much time left. I will disappear at dawn." Zhang Lin's voice was hoarse as he continued on his way.
"I'll go with you," Yang Yi said.
"No." Zhang Lin shook his head.
"Why? I only have one night to live, why won't you let me follow you?" Yang Yi looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Ye Fan was also puzzled and looked forward.
"Unless you want to live forever, you should leave now!" Zhang Lin said in a hoarse voice.
Yang Yi burst into tears, her heart wrenching.
Zhang Lin stretched out his hand, wanting to help her wipe away the tears on her face, but he soon froze in mid-air. It was a claw covered in red fur, with jet-black, sharp nails.
Yang Yi grabbed his hand and placed it on her face. She was heartbroken and cried loudly.
"I've let you down too much …" After a long time, Zhang Lin finally said these words while trembling. He stood there looking up at the sky, not allowing his tears to fall.
The wind blew, and the underworld fog filled the air.
They set off once again. There was now a white-clothed beauty among the black-clothed reapers. Zhang Lin had also taken off his black clothes and transformed into a red-haired monster. The two of them walked side by side.
The mist surged into the sky, ghastly and terrifying, blotting out the stars and moon. They were like Yin spirits from hell, wielding the scythe of the grim reaper to reap the lives of the mortal world.
They only had one night to live. When dawn broke, they would turn into ashes, never to exist again.
There was no time to stop. They moved as fast as lightning, and during this process, Zhang Lin continuously captured the dragon veins.
This was a terrifying scene. Each dragon was thousands of feet long, and they transformed into a beam of divine light. The Yuan Taoist Master easily caught them in his hand.
Capturing the dragon veins and casually grabbing the divine essence ores. How terrifying was this scene?!
Along the way, who knew how many dragons had been captured from all directions, and they were easily caught in his hand like bugs.
Ye Fan was shocked. The current Fifth Heaven's Source Master had not died for ten thousand years. As expected, he had become an inconceivable and unparalleled existence.
He couldn't help but think of the third Yuan Taoist Master. An ominous event had happened to him in his later years, and he had turned into a monster. He had died in the Dragon Cave of the Qinling Mountains, and in the end, the Azure Thearch had to kill him.
"See, our lineage can also prove the dao. It's just that this path is more remote." Clearly, the Fifth Heaven's Source Master was guiding him.
In the end, he pointed out a mark, which turned into a beam of light that entered Ye Fan's immortal platform. "This is what I comprehended in my later years, as well as what I thought of recently. I'll pass it all to you. I hope you won't have an ominous old age."
Back at the Violet Mountain, Ye Fan had listened to the Wu Shi's bell waves, observed the Heaven Devouring Devil Jar, and comprehended the great dao of heaven and earth. Zhang Lin had not imparted these to him, and only now did he teach them all.
Yang Yi and the Yuan Taoist Master traveled side by side. They watched as he plucked the stars and the moon, restrained the earth's draconic qi, and changed the direction of the mountains and rivers. It was as if they had returned to the past, and no one could stop them as they traversed the Northern Region.
They were about to attack the Valley of Divinities, a gathering place of the Supreme Ancient Imperial Clans. They would definitely encounter unimaginable enemies. Zhang Lin was making preparations.
The Valley of Divinities was located in the midst of thousands of mountains and valleys. Originally, not a single blade of grass grew here, but today, everything within a ten thousand li radius was filled with lush greenery.
An ancestral king was like a small mountain, unmoving as he sat cross-legged on an immortal altar. His eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of time, the evolution of the universe, and the creation of the heavens and earth. He was incomparably terrifying.
In the distance, ancient palaces could be seen one after another. There were many ancient creatures there, and each and every one of them was incomparably powerful.
They couldn't compare to the few great clans that produced ancient emperors, but they were still a true royal clan with the power to rule over the world.
"Ancestral King, we've already investigated. The Southern Mountains Barbarian Race's War God is their seventeenth generation ancestor. His magical power is truly monstrous and incomparably powerful, but he has already transformed into the dao. As long as he walks out of the divine origin, he will immediately become a law of the great dao, returning to nature."
A malevolent-looking ancient creature with four heads and eight arms knelt on the ground, his face filled with reverence and sincerity.
"Killing this type of Southern Mountains Barbarian Race won't take too much effort. Completely wiping them out in a single battle and dying the southern earth with blood is quite easy to accomplish." Another ancient creature said. His status was extremely high, and he sat below the altar.
"Purple Mountain is most likely like what the Heavenly Prince said. No great human emperor has appeared, and there is no imperial aura leaking out at all. It has always been peaceful in the past half month." Another ancient creature spoke.
"Then what are we waiting for? Kill, massacre the Southern Mountains Barbarian Race, capture the human race's divine body, and have him kneel outside the valley to wait for death." Someone said coldly.
"That's right, we have to make that human race's divine body kneel outside the valley. Directly cutting off his head is too lenient." Even further away, there were a few ancient creatures that didn't have the qualifications to kneel, and they all agreed.
On the altar, the ancestral king's eyes swept over. It was as if tens of millions of years had passed, making everyone keep quiet out of fear, not daring to speak again.
"Kill, we naturally have to kill. We have to make the great earth flow with rivers of blood and make all schemes useless. However, we still have to wait and make sure that nothing goes wrong before taking action."
The descendants of the ancestral king spoke. Perhaps only they dared to speak at this time.
"Do as you see fit. If you want to kill, then kill them all!" The ancestral king said coldly. Dozens of pairs of wings spread open behind him, and a monstrous demonic aura rushed up, drowning the altar. He didn't say anything else.
In this quiet and cold moonlit night, a group of death gods descended. Yin fog blew silently, but there was a murderous aura.
They stopped when they were still an endless distance away from the Valley of Divinities. Ye Fan and Zhang Lin walked out, telling them to wait and not to act rashly.
The demonic mountains were like pillars that supported the sky, towering and majestic. At the center of the mountain range, a spiritual light soared into the sky, exceptionally bright in the night. That was the Valley of Divinities.
"This is really a good place." Ye Fan sighed. This place was surrounded by giant dragons, and there were many divine veins. There must be divine source ores underground.
"Ten thousand years ago, I stepped here and discovered that there was an ancient king sleeping underground, so I didn't act rashly," Zhang Lin said.
The two walked forward side by side, injecting the dragon veins and Genesis Qi they had captured along the way into the mountain range, into a special peak.
The Yuan Taoist Master's technique was amazing, strange and mysterious to the extreme. Thousands of small dragons flew out from his palm with a raise of his hand, and when they neared the ground, they grew endlessly.
Ye Fan knew that the Valley of Divinities was finished. Not to mention anything else, just this terrifying Genesis Technique alone was enough to burn everything.
The endless divine source underground, coupled with the dragon veins that had been captured, was enough to destroy the world according to the forbidden formation of Heaven's Source. It was enough to burn ancient Saints!
"Today, the Valley of Divinities will be erased. I, the Yuan Taoist Master, will suppress the Northern Region and return peace to the human race!" Zhang Lin's voice was sonorous and powerful.
After this battle, the shock of the ancient race could already be predicted. Once the Valley of Divinities was wiped out, the Nest of 10,000 Dragons, Divine Silkworm Ridge, Blood Phoenix Mountain and other places would definitely be shaken.
A great storm that would sweep through the world would begin.
What kind of person was the Yuan Taoist Master? His wondrous techniques could shock the world and dominate an era!
In particular, the current Zhang Lin, who was half human and half demon for ten thousand years, was even more unimaginable. Not to mention Genesis Techniques, just his strength alone was amazing.
At this moment, he and Ye Fan were working together, and they were naturally silent. Apart from the ancestral kings of the Valley of Divinities, the other ancient lifeforms had no idea.
"Humph!"
A cold snort sounded, and the two ancestral kings in the Valley of Divinities woke up one after another. Their eyes were cold and emotionless, and they turned into four terrifying beams of light that pierced through.
Clang!
The Yuan Taoist Master flicked his fingers, turning the four beams of light into nothingness.
"We can do it now," said Ye Fan in a deep voice.
Boom!
The mountain range was dazzling, and endless divine light soared, piercing through the clouds like an eternal divine furnace, burning fiercely.
The divine light drowned the place, turning it into a terrifying forbidden land. The forbidden ancient formations of Heaven's Source were all activated, and all kinds of patterns interweaved and densely covered the area, sealing off all directions.
"Kill!"
Ye Fan roared, and a dagger-axe flew out from the sacred shell. He grasped it in his hand, and there was also a damaged bell that floated above his head.
As he waved the dagger-axe, black-robed death gods appeared one after another, surrounding the Valley of Divinities.
"Roar …" The Yuan Taoist Master seemed to be possessed. His red hair spread out, and he was incomparably terrifying as he attacked the Valley of Divinities.
The Valley of Divinities was as bright as day. Ye Fan and Zhang Lin had set up the Ancient Heaven's Source Formation to catch them all in one fell swoop and burn them to ashes.
However, the ancestral kings obviously couldn't be killed just like that. They were too powerful, and they might break out.
A terrifying roar rang out. The sky seemed like it was going to collapse. An ancestral king rushed out and faced Zhang Lin.
Thousands of earth dragon veins flew out from the Yuan Taoist Master's palm. At first, they were like tiny rays of light, but when they bloomed, they crushed the world.
"Boom!"
These were the inscribed forbidden heavenly dao patterns, and they all exploded after flying out. It was unknown how many times more powerful they were compared to the ones Ouyang Ye had carved in the past.
"Ah …"
The ancestral king screamed. Although the giant claw had turned into a small palm-sized world with mountains and rivers flowing within, it still exploded in the end.
At the same time, Zhang Lin roared and transformed into a dao demon. He rushed over and grabbed the ancestral king's arm.
"Who are you people?" The ancestral king couldn't believe that he had suffered such a great loss in the first exchange.
"Zhang Lin, the subordinate of Great Emperor Wu Shi!" The Yuan Taoist Master attacked again.
"The human race's saint physique, Ye Fan!" Ye Fan also roared. He entered the sacred shell and was completely fearless. He punched forward, and golden blood energy surged into the sky.
Inside the Valley of Divinities, shouts shook the heavens. The death god had come.
In the distance, on a cliff, a white-robed woman was blowing a jade flute. She was extremely beautiful and sorrowful.
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