In the blink of an eye.
The formidable Demon Emperor Kuzhu had his heart ripped out and eaten by that mysterious skeleton.
The Chaotic Bamboo shot through the air.
Bam!
The skeleton extended a finger, its tip glowing silver, launching the Chaotic Bamboo away.
Crack-crack!
The skeleton continued to chew the heart, emitting a spine-chilling sound.
A vibrant heart was swallowed whole.
A red tongue, like a spirit snake, shot from the skeletal mouth, piercing the back of Demon Emperor Kuzhu’s head. With a scream, his head drooped instantly.
In that brief instant.
The brain of Demon Emperor Kuzhu beca empty.
The flesh, blood, and primordial spirit within his skull were not spared; all were devoured by the skeleton in a flash.
"This..."
Witnessing such a terrifying turn of events, the remaining Four Emperors felt as if they were encased in millennium-old ice, frozen and unable to move.
The strength of Demon Emperor Kuzhu was sothing they knew all too well.
Even if they ambushed him, they couldn’t subdue him in an instant.
Moreover, now that Kuzhu possessed the Chaotic Bamboo, it was like a tiger with wings.
Without enduring a hard-fought battle, even the Four Emperors together wouldn’t stand a chance against Demon Emperor Kuzhu.
Splurt!
Bereft of heart and brain, the body of Demon Emperor Kuzhu toppled at the water’s edge.
Void of breath, he had utterly fallen at that mont.
The skeleton hovered in the air.
After consuming the flesh and the imnse mana of Demon Emperor Kuzhu, the skeleton underwent a shocking transformation.
First, a blood-red tongue grew from where it had devoured the heart.
Then.
The skeleton’s internal organs gradually ford.
Without skin and flesh, with only a tongue in its mouth, this skeleton appeared even more horrifying.
The Four Emperors’ faces were clouded, as if confronting a formidable enemy.
Though they had stood undefeated in their own tis, wading through mountains of corpses and seas of blood—accustod to all manners of death—the sudden demise of Demon Emperor Kuzhu left the four in utter shock.
They knew full well.
In this mont, they could only hold on for a while longer.
If their master did not arrive.
Today, all Five Emperors would fall within the Thousand Desolate Ridge.
Whoosh!
The bottle in Qingyue Demon Emperor’s hand suddenly flew from his grip, landing in the skeleton’s hand.
"You!"
Qingyue Demon Emperor was taken aback.
"Heh heh, there never was an Immortal Spring, it’s all a deception..."
The skeleton said eerily, then overturned the bottle, pouring out the spring water.
The once-fragrant spring water lost all its scent.
The clear water turned into black, putrid liquid, emitting foul stench.
"This isn’t the Immortal Spring?"
Qingyue Demon Emperor was aghast.
Beside him, Emperor Heimang urgently peered into the stone pool, discovering that the once-crystal-clear spring now appeared entirely black.
"Damn it, the enemy excels in ntal attacks; we must have fallen into an illusion early on!"
Emperor Heimang exclaid.
From the start, they were ensnared in the trap set by this skeleton.
Step by step, filled with dread at each turn.
Until Demon Emperor Kuzhu was the first to fall.
"There’s not a single good man in the world!"
The skeleton coldly declared.
In an instant, her crystalline white skeletal body vanished again.
Emperor Red Cloud felt a chill run down his spine.
Before he could react.
He felt a pang in his chest as his heart was clawed out.
Splurt!
A red tongue pierced through the back of Emperor Red Cloud’s head.
At that mont, Emperor Red Cloud also fell.
Crack-crack...
The skeleton devoured Emperor Red Cloud’s heart, flesh erging on its form.
"Die!"
The remaining Emperor Heimang, Qingyue Demon Emperor, and Demon Emperor Xieshen all roared in fury, launching their attack on the skeleton.
The skeleton vanished again in an instant.
Only the sound of "crack-crack" chewing hearts echoed coldly around them.
"Aah!"
The scream of Qingyue Demon Emperor rang out.
He felt a sharp pain in his chest as, inexplicably, his heart was ripped out.
Imdiately after, two more screams filled the air.
The hearts of Emperor Heimang and Demon Emperor Xieshen were also taken nearly simultaneously.
However.
Their skulls remained intact.
Cradling three blood-soaked, fresh hearts, the skeleton chewed with glee.
A pair of fierce eyes, glowing ominously red, fixed on the three bodies, swaying precariously.
Though heartless, the surviving Three Emperors had not yet perished completely.
Yet at this mont, their spirits broke, erasing any will to survive.
This battle was nothing short of a one-sided massacre.
They were utterly outmatched.
"Divine Monarch Realm... Heh, how could such a fearso and bizarre creature exist within the Thousand Desolate Ridge?"
Emperor Heimang’s eyes were lifeless, and he laughed desolately at the bloodied skeleton.
"Hahaha!"
The skeleton, chewing hearts, suddenly burst into a crazed laughter.
In the next instant.
The skeleton vanished once more, a terrifying white light flickering past the Three Emperors. Its blood-red tongue pierced their brains, absorbing all their essence in an instant.
Thud-thud...
The three bodies crumpled to the ground.
The five powerful emperors of the True God Realm fell tragically in the Thousand Desolate Ridge.
The air was laden with a thick scent of blood.
After consuming five hearts and brains, the skeleton finally grew a complete body.
Her skin was like snow, smooth and flawless, her features exceedingly delicate, like a woman from a painting.
Yet.
Her black hair lay ssily draped over her body, coupled with her deranged expression, she didn’t resemble a human.
Rather, she looked more like a crazed beast.
At that mont, the woman brushed against herself, releasing mana to conjure a blood-red robe to wear.
The void rippled.
A figure in white erged.
"Was this your doing?"
Seeing the corpses strewn across the ground, Ye Yun frowned slightly and asked quietly.
At that mont, due to the space’s nature, he only left a white silhouette for the woman in red to see.
"Aaaaah!"
Seeing a man in white appear, the woman in red spiraled into madness, screaming incoherently.
Ye Yun turned, his gaze as sharp as two swords, piercing at the woman in red.
The woman in red, her cultivation base already at the True God Realm Tenth Layer Peak, nearly a half-step into the Divine Monarch Realm.
With such a cultivation base.
She was more than a match for the Five Emperors.
"This madwoman, perhaps she’s the will of a dead spirit transford into an eldritch creature..."
Ye Yun said faintly.
In an instant, he reached out and grabbed the woman in red.
She struggled futilely, emitting muffled sounds.
However.
How could she escape Ye Yun’s grasp?
With one hand, Ye Yun captured her, scrutinizing closely.
The distance between them was less than a ter.
In her bloodthirsty eyes, previously filled with chaos, a rare mont of clarity erged.
"Thirteen Generations Ancestor?"
The woman in red cried out, her ferocious expression freezing in that mont.
"Hmm?"
Ye Yun was slightly startled; what did she just call him?
Thirteen Generations Ancestor?
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