The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn Chapter 70: Death Ray

Eighth Layer of the Ancient Battlefield.

While Shangguan Tianyin and the others were setting up their formation, Lu Ye's figure, wreathed in rolling blood-red killing aura, ca hurtling through the void like a storm.

“The demon’s here—it’s actually just one person?”

The Supre Empire was still on high alert at this mont. After all, it had been Bai Qiulan who issued the warning. Her na in the Grand Dao Sect was far from empty.

But Shangguan Tianyin had always assud the so-called demon would be from a foreign race. He hadn't expected the demon to be... a human.

Looking at the young face wreathed in that blood-colored aura, Shangguan Tianyin paused for a mont—then burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Bai Qiulan, oh Bai Qiulan—I knew won are timid by nature. Just look at this no-na youth, sure, the aura around him is a bit intimidating, but that was enough to scare all those won senseless? Absolutely laughable!”

The others from the Supre Empire also relaxed slightly.

Thank the heavens...

“Hey, you there, demon! I order you to leave at once! Otherwise don’t bla the Supre Empire for upholding justice and slaying evil!” Shangguan Tianyin shouted loudly.

Lu Ye lowered his head.

The stone sword in his hand slowly rose.

And in that mont—the sky turned blood-red.

Truly, in the blink of an eye, clouds transford into blood clouds.

All the spiritual energy between heaven and earth began to surge toward him madly.

A massive beam of blood-red sword light erupted, growing instantly to several thousand zhang in length.

What did that an?

That one sword—could cleave a city in half with a single strike.

Below, the expressions of the Supre Empire’s cultivators froze in place.

So people’s sword light may appear large, but it’s all for show—it shatters on contact.

But for others, the larger the sword light, the more terrifying the power.

And now, looking at the blood-dyed sky, at that blood-red sword radiating an aura that shook heaven and earth, made ghosts and gods weep—

Clearly, this was the latter.

The cultivators of the Supre Empire were instantly filled with dread. Could the formation they had set up really withstand that sword?

The sword fell.

A howling gale surged, crashing forward like a collapsing mountain.

Boom!

Dust blasted into the sky, and with the following shockwave, two towering waves of smoke, dozens of ters high, rippled outward in both directions.

That sword landed squarely on the defensive formation.

All the formation cores exploded on impact—they simply couldn’t withstand such force.

The grand array shattered.

The sword light also dispersed.

Lu Ye’s figure descended upon the earth and began walking toward the Supre Empire’s people.

The experts of the Supre Empire were utterly petrified.

Seeing Lu Ye approach, one person mustered his courage, roared, and charged toward him.

Pfft!

One punch—he turned into blood mist.

Lu Ye moved faster, sword qi howling.

Clouds of blood mist exploded.

Unstoppable—obliterating all in his path!

“Don’t kill ! I’m Shangguan Tianyin! I’m from the Supre Empire—”

Pfft!

A flash of sword light cut Shangguan Tianyin cleanly in two.

Lu Ye didn’t even bother to glance at him.

He continued his slaughter. If a Nascent Soul tried to flee—he caught it and devoured it. /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ If it was cut in half directly, there was nothing more to say.

In the blink of an eye, the world turned quiet once more.

The stone sword, stained with blood, remained clutched in Lu Ye’s hand. It didn’t even dare to hum in response.

This master was terrifying right now. It feared that if it let out a joyful sword cry, Lu Ye would snap it in half without hesitation.

The system didn’t make a sound either. It was afraid that if it dared speak, the completely berserk Lu Ye might smash his own head just to find whatever was making the noise.

“Loot the battlefield! Loot the battlefield! Loot the battlefield!”

Lu Ye’s conscious mind kept shouting, trying to influence his body.

Fighting was important—but cleaning up the battlefield was just as important!

But after the slaughter ended, Lu Ye didn’t even glance at the scattered corpses. His figure vanished in an instant.

Searching.

Seventh Layer.

Boom!

Lu Ye's feet slamd hard into the ground.

He began to run—then to sprint.

The cultivators of the Yin-Yang Law Sect sensed sothing was wrong, their expressions subtly shifting. They activated their formation at once—yin and yang spun like a Taiji diagram, unfurling before him in defense.

Lu Ye's speed grew faster and faster, his montum more terrifying with every step. The very heavens and earth fused with him, surging at his back.

A single punch!

The Taiji diagram rotated rapidly, crashing toward Lu Ye.

Boom!

The yin-yang diagram was directly punched through.

Screams and wails burst out from behind it. Blood drenched the earth.

Luo Yuan stared blankly as her sect's Unity Dao expert was blown into blood mist by a single punch from this young figure.

She froze in place.

In that mont, she recalled Yue Hongling’s warning.

“Luo Yuan, you must leave the Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield. Whether your Yin-Yang Law Sect companions leave or not, if you want to survive, then leave at all costs. If you don’t go, you’ll definitely die. Rember—definitely die!”

She hadn’t believed it.

And now, as expected—certain death.

A bitter smile appeared on Luo Yuan’s face. Then it shifted into delicate, tearful vulnerability. She reached up and tore a portion of her robes.

Not all the way.

She knew very well—just enough to hint, to reveal the illusion of helpless beauty. That was the most powerful kind of allure.

The overwhelming scent of blood rushed into her small, upright nose. Shadows fell across her body.

Tears welled in Luo Yuan’s eyes. She timidly looked up.

A fist—larger than her own face—was growing rapidly in her vision.

Boom!

Her head exploded. Blood poured out in streams.

Nine Dragon Valley.

The Yin-Yang Law Sect erupted with cries of shock and anguish.

Panic spread!

The Supre Empire and the Yin-Yang Law Sect—both wiped out too fast. From the first strike to total annihilation, barely a few minutes had passed.

What did that an?

It ant their opponent wasn’t even on the sa level as them. This wasn’t a battle—it was a one-sided, cathartic massacre.

“Quick! Get everyone from our sect out—now!”

The elder from Mountain River Pagoda Sect was panicking. Deeply panicking.

The Winged Scroll began rapidly recording ssages.

The prince from Jiuli Heavenly Dynasty rushed over. “Fellow Daoist Cheng! Please, notify our Jiuli cultivators—have them withdraw!”

“Fellow Daoist Cheng! Our Jie Sect disciples—get them out!”

Panic!

Just ten minutes ago, they were firmly refusing to let their disciples leave. Now, after watching the Supre Empire and Yin-Yang Law Sect get wiped out—they were truly, completely panicked.

ssage after ssage flew out via the Winged Scroll.

A soul stone from the Supre Sword Sect shattered.

It belonged to a sword cultivator who had refused to leave.

Soon after, the first Mountain River Pagoda Sect disciple’s soul stone shattered.

Crack crack crack...

Shatter! Shatter! Shatter!

Soone transported out—eyes filled with terror.

Half a corpse was transmitted out, blood spraying everywhere, no sign of life.

Soul stones shattered in quick succession.

Soone ca out of the vortex screaming in panic.

“No! Stop killing! Stop killing!”

“He’s a demon! A demon!”

“Let out—please let out!”

Wails, screams, groans—

The rate of soul stone destruction suddenly accelerated, as if the demon inside could sense people escaping and was speeding up the slaughter.

At last, no one else escaped through the teleportation vortex.

The vortex spun quietly, unstained by a speck of dust.

Peaceful. Serene.

But in the eyes of everyone watching, it had already beco the gaping maw of a devil, devouring all life.