The Heitian lineage, once the supre immortal emperor clan of the foreign realm.
Though few in number, each mber possessed trendous power.
At their peak, they were not far behind even the mightiest of the ultimate emperor clans.
The so-called ultimate emperor clans were the most powerful, most mysterious, and most ancient emperor clans of the foreign realm.
Their origins traced back to a place beyond words.
Among those ultimate emperor clans of unimaginable strength, there existed absolute forbidden immortals said to be of calamity-level power.
In a sense, the oldest ultimate emperor clans of the foreign realm held a status comparable to the Immortal Court, the Underworld, the Jun family, and other supre immortal forces on the celestial realm's side.
As for the Moji, Mingzhao, Blood Demon, Jing, and other emperor clans,
though they too were imnsely powerful and prosperous, compared to those ultimate emperor clans, they fell slightly short in terms of foundation, seniority, and the tier of their strongest mbers.
The Heitian clan was few in number, yet at their absolute peak, their strength approached that of the ultimate emperor clans.
This alone spoke to how formidable they were.
And the reason for their formidability was, of course, not without cause.
It lay in the innate bloodline ability this clan was born with.
As is widely known, each emperor clan of the foreign realm possesses its own innate divine ability.
The Moji clan's spell immunity, the Mingzhao clan's sinister Mingzhao evil eye, the Blood Demon clan's ability to congeal blood into soldiers, and so on.
But the innate bloodline divine ability of the Heitian clan was far too heaven-defying, far too powerful.
It was none other than the Power of Sacrifice.
As the na implies, it ant sacrificing other living beings to obtain their flesh-and-blood power, magical energy, law fragnts, and more.
This set the Heitian clan on a path of cultivation through slaughter, a man-devouring way of proving the Dao through killing.
It could be said that even within the foreign realm, where the laws of survival were already brutal,
this thod was absolutely rciless, more terrifying than any evil ghost or asura.
And the prosperity of the Heitian clan was built upon the accumulated sacrifice of countless living beings.
Not only did immortal cultivators of the celestial realm tremble at the re ntion of the Heitian clan,
but even within the foreign realm itself,
many races had been wiped out by the Heitian lineage.
Even mbers of certain immortal emperor clans, if they had provoked soone from the Heitian clan,
dared not retaliate and could only let the matter drop.
And so hatred, wariness, and envy quietly took root over ti.
Later, within the Heitian clan's territory, a dark hexagram mark shot through the heavens.
It signified that among the Heitian clan, one of the Six World-Ending Kings had been born.
The Power of Sacrifice, combined with the heavenly mandate of a World-Ending King,
allowed that one to grow rapidly.
Through the Power of Sacrifice, countless living beings were offered in blood sacrifice.
In the end, that one beca the supre Mahakala of the Heitian clan.
The mont the Mahakala appeared,
even so of the ancient relics within the ultimate emperor clans were stirred.
The Heitian clan was far too uncontrollable.
When they went on a rampage, they might even slaughter their own allies on the foreign realm's side.
And so a conspiracy was born.
In the great war between the two realms of the past,
the Mahakala of the Heitian clan had gone into battle, placing imnse pressure on the celestial realm.
Knowing the terror of the Mahakala, the celestial realm sent out its strongest in full force.
On the foreign realm's side, soone inford the Mahakala to hold the line first, saying they would arrive shortly after.
The Mahakala suspected nothing.
As a result, the celestial realm sent out no fewer than five Great Emperors to encircle and eliminate the Mahakala.
Yet the Mahakala waited and waited, and no immortal kings from the foreign realm ever ca to his aid.
He understood completely.
The Heitian clan had been stabbed in the back and sched against by their own side.
His lineage was too uncontrollable, had provoked too many enemies, and had been abandoned.
In the end, the Mahakala roared to the heavens in fury.
"I, the Mahakala, shall never be extinguished through life after life, cycling through reincarnation until death itself ceases!"
"Where the datura flowers bloom, I shall return once more!"
The language of the datura flower represents death and vengeance.
In the end, the Mahakala, through his own power alone, sacrificed five Great Emperors of the celestial realm.
The borderlands trembled, forming a vast and boundless sacrificial blood ground.
The barrier and reverberations it produced did not begin to dissipate until this very era.
And after the Mahakala was sched against,
the remaining mbers of the Heitian clan naturally faced encirclent and annihilation as well.
Those emperor clans that had once had grievances and feuds with the Heitian clan all made their move, showing no rcy.
A once-mighty emperor clan collapsed like a great building falling, and was directly destroyed.
Almost no living being of that clan survived.
Years later, a blood-pupiled being awakened, only to perish halfway through.
Then again, a woman stirred, datura flowers blooming beneath her feet.
She too fell.
Until now, Su Hongyi had appeared.
The last descendant of the Heitian clan, the inheritor of the Mahakala's obsession.
When all mories had returned,
Su Hongyi ca back to herself.
She understood everything.
She also knew that she had never had biological parents to speak of.
In this world, she had no one to rely on, and even her clanspeople had all perished.
An unprecedented loneliness enveloped her.
And just then, a voice rang out.
"Hongyi, you now know the truth?"
Hearing that warm and gentle voice, Su Hongyi snapped back to her senses.
She looked at Jun Xiaoyao.
His white robes were still stained with the blood from her wounds.
"No, I still have my lord."
Within Su Hongyi's blood-red crimson pupils, a light gradually returned.
She had no father, no mother, no clanspeople.
But she was absolutely not alone.
Nor would she inherit the Mahakala's obsession with vengeance.
She was simply Jun Xiaoyao's follower, a handmaid and servant.
If Jun Xiaoyao told her to go east, she would go east.
If he told her to go west, she would go west.
Reviving the Heitian clan, upholding the Mahakala's obsession,
none of that mattered in the slightest to Su Hongyi.
Only Jun Xiaoyao was what mattered most to Su Hongyi.
Shortly after, a rumbling sound rose from within Su Hongyi's body.
Her aura surged directly and explosively.
In the end, she forcefully broke through to the Supre realm.
Not that Su Hongyi had leapt straight from the Great Sage realm to the Supre realm in one go,
but rather that she had always possessed this level of power, and only after rging with the Demon Mahakala was her true strength fully unleashed.
And as the curse was lifted and her cultivation realm surged,
the dark hexagram mark below Su Hongyi's lower abdon was no longer blurred, fully condensing at last.
Finally, it transford into a beam of light that pierced the heavens.
A dark hexagram mark manifested in the sky above the borderlands!
"She is also one of the Six World-Ending Kings?"
It was one thing for the Chaos Physique himself to be a World-Ending King, but the follower he had picked up was also one of the Six Kings.
The proud talents of the foreign realm were left sowhat dumbstruck.
"Another World-Ending King has awakened!"
In the celestial realm, on the border side, several quasi-emperors standing in the void wore expressions of utmost gravity.
First, the foreign realm's Chaos Physique had survived the Final Supre Tribulation, which had already caught them off guard.
Now, yet another World-Ending King had appeared.
And it was none other than the Mahakala who had once brought catastrophic disaster upon the celestial realm and perished together with five Great Emperors.
The celestial realm absolutely could not allow these two World-Ending Kings to continue living!
"Is that one ready? Ask him to act and strike them down from a distance!"
"Only he can do it. Our combined strength is not enough to suppress and kill them across the borderlands, after all, there are supre powerhouses on the foreign realm's side as well."
The several quasi-emperors wore grave expressions.
Suddenly, an aged sigh reached their ears.
"Let these old bones of mine give it a try, and see if I can do my part for the Nine Heavens Immortal Realm."
Hearing this voice, a look of joy appeared in the eyes of the several quasi-emperors.
That voice ca from a Great Emperor.
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