Chapter 270: I Am Them…

Chapter 270: I Am Them...

Alongside the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society, more than twenty Yin Gods wore cold expressions on their faces.

They were all Yin Gods from the Nether Sky Domain, who had long since secretly pledged their allegiance to Dark Sun under the leadership of the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society.

They looked at Qi Yuan with the gaze one would have for a dead man.

"Who would have thought that we would have the honor of witnessing the fall of such a peerless Great Sovereign!"

They were merely sovereigns, extremely humble in the presence of a Great Sovereign.

In front of Dark Sun's overseers, they were even more humble, to the point of groveling.

Now, upon seeing Qi Yuan, they could only mock him.

"After cultivating for so many years, you still have such a small mind, like a pathetic nobody," Qi Yuan retorted, lifting the banner of grandeur himself.

He didn't bother with more words and shouted out loud.

"My enemies, come out and face your death!"

His voice was like thunder, causing the entire Fenglei Valley secret realm to tremble, and even space itself seemed to warp.

The sound was so powerful it could wipe out an entire nation.

The faces of the Yin God sovereigns turned deathly pale because just the sound alone made their spirits shake, their divine spiritual power waver, and it felt like they were facing an unfathomable demon.

The expression of the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society also shifted dramatically.

He had anticipated the strength gap between himself and the Blood-Robed Sword God, but he hadn't imagined it would be this vast.

Could it be... that the Blood-Robed Sword God was on the brink of achieving Myth-level?

"If you're in such a hurry to die, then let me fulfill your wish!"

The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society roared, and above him, a mechanical bird appeared.

"You are strong, but I have thirty-six puppets on par with the Lei Family's Four Generals. Come forth!"

With the Grand Master's command, the ground of Fenglei Valley shook, cracks appeared, and terrifying figures emerged one by one.

A two-headed man wielded a golden spear, his eyes devoid of pupils, and his body clad in tattered armor, as if it had withstood a million years, completely decayed.

A colossal dragon-elephant roared, each hoof as large as a small mountain.

One terrifying figure after another appeared, their aura unbearably oppressive.

Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with a cold glint, and he etched the appearance of each puppet into his memory.

Because these puppets were all former Myth-level powerhouses who had resisted the Great Calamity.

Unfortunately, after their deaths, they were refined into puppets, wreaking havoc on the world.

Today, after their fall, the world would likely forget them.

"Are these puppets enough to kill you?" The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was wildly arrogant.

Thirty-six powerhouses, each on par with those who had reached the sixth step of the Heaven-Treading Path, was indeed a terrifying accumulation.

He had learned from the great lords of the Upper Realm that even there, not every world could boast such a force.

Without a Myth-level figure, these thirty-six powerhouses were enough to sweep through the world.

Even a Myth-level figure, facing thirty-six sixth-step Heaven-Treading experts who would risk their lives, would have to retreat.

"First of all, they're not puppets. Secondly, they're not enough. Lastly, I'm in a hurry; I want to go and enjoy my own feast, so hurry up!"

He could sense that the incarnation created by his innate seed was about to perish. If he didn't attend his own feast, wouldn't that be a waste?

Besides, he didn't know if he even had a funeral, or if anyone would attend.

"Madman!" The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society sneered, "In that case, I'll send you off."

"Come forth, Four Heavenly Generals!"

With a shout, the Grand Master’s face was filled with frenzied excitement.

The Four Heavenly Generals, in life, were powerful Myths on the verge of reaching the Sun God realm.

Otherwise, even as puppets, they wouldn't retain Myth-level combat strength.

The four of them were the strongest trump card in Fenglei Valley!

Qi Yuan looked over and saw the void ahead ripple.

The space seemed like a wall, and four windows were torn open. Four powerful figures appeared at that moment.

Looking at these four, Qi Yuan's eyes turned cold.

The four were completely naked—two men and two women—with bronze or alabaster skin, but all of them bore traces of damage.

One of them, a long-haired man, had a hole in his throat, seemingly filled with some metallic substance, but blood still seemed to ooze out.

Some had broken limbs, forcibly stitched together with thread, pieced back into their current form.

The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society looked deranged and frenzied. He inserted his finger into the mouth of one of the Myth puppets, as if he were a god ruling the world, making even Myth-level experts his slaves.

"With these four Myths out, who in the Canglan Realm dares to disobey!"

Now, with his crazed expression, he seemed like a Myth himself.

"Hmph!"

Qi Yuan snorted coldly.

Divine power erupted at that moment.

The entire Fenglei Valley was instantly dragged into a virtual domain.

The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society wasn't surprised. Instead, he arrogantly shouted, "Kill!"

At his command, the thirty-six Heaven-Treading sixth-step sovereigns turned their gazes towards Qi Yuan in unison.

Their eyes were devoid of any emotion.

Thirty-six domains were unleashed simultaneously, all aimed at Qi Yuan.

The combined pressure of these thirty-six domains would force even a Myth to avoid them.

"So what if you killed the Lei Family's Four Generals? There are thirty-six sixth-step Heaven-Treading experts here!"

"A one-sided battle is so boring," the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society said lightly.

Qi Yuan surprisingly agreed with his adversary's statement, "Indeed, it is boring.

What kind of domain was this? What sort of sword could do this?

Moreover, he sensed that the four Myth puppets seemed on the verge of breaking free from his control.

But Qi Yuan ignored the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society.

He swung his sword again and again.

His domain continuously infiltrated and extended into the domains of the four generals.

"Block him, quickly! Kill him!" the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society shouted frantically.

However, the Four Heavenly Generals' domains seemed entirely undefended against Qi Yuan’s invasion, allowing him to devour them at will.

The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society was gripped with fear.

A terrifying thought crossed his mind as he recalled Qi Yuan's words, claiming that he was all these puppets.

Could it be... that Qi Yuan was a collective of these powerful spirits' remnants?

He entertained countless thoughts.

He could never have known that Qi Yuan's miniature domain was a fusion of the Three Purities, innate true spirits, and the Devouring Origin Body.

These three horrors were enough to make even Yang Gods tremble, forming Qi Yuan's domain.

"No... You've been destroyed once by the Great Calamity, and you'll be destroyed a second time!" the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society stammered in terror.

Because he realized that his control over the puppets was weakening.

Qi Yuan's domain continued to devour.

This was a completely one-sided battle.

Unable to endure any longer, he tried to stall for time, hoping for survival.

"Spare me, and I’ll give you the method to control these meat puppets.

In the future, you could have four Myth-level slaves and thirty-six sixth-step Heaven-Treading Great Sovereigns!"

He didn't actually have the method to control the puppets; he was just trying to buy time and survive.

Qi Yuan glanced at the puppets and felt a surge of complex emotions.

"In life, these predecessors refused to be confined by the Canglan Realm and fought for freedom.

Now that they have died, how could I possibly control their corpses and prevent them from finding peace even in death?"

Qi Yuan considered himself a righteous man, and such an act was beyond his capabilities.

His words left the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society dumbfounded.

To him, Qi Yuan seemed either hypocritical or foolish.

To forsake such enormous benefits for the sake of reputation?

"Senior, if you don't want to control these meat puppets, I would gladly serve as your hand to control them on your behalf!" the Grand Master quickly offered.

He had long lost all sense of pride, valuing his life above all else.

He thought Qi Yuan was just posturing, so he figured he would take on the dirty work.

"Killing you, I'm afraid, would dirty my hands," Qi Yuan said disdainfully, glaring at the Grand Master.

The Grand Master seemed relieved, thinking Qi Yuan might spare him.

But then he heard Qi Yuan’s cold words.

"Luckily, I wash my hands daily, so I’m not afraid of a little dirt!"

As Qi Yuan spoke, the blood-red sword sliced through the skies of Fenglei Valley.

None of the Yin God puppets resisted, allowing the sword to pierce toward the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society.

The ordinary Yin God Sovereigns panicked and fled frantically.

But their speed could never match Qi Yuan's sword light or the spread of his domain.

The Yin Gods of the Nether Sky Domain, who were previously so arrogant, couldn’t even scream as they silently perished within Qi Yuan's domain.

As for the Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society, he was skewered by Qi Yuan's sword in an instant.

"Your domain is too filthy; I won’t even bother devouring it. Stirring you up with a sword feels cleaner."

As he spoke, Qi Yuan rotated his wrist, spinning his sword clockwise and then counterclockwise, as if churning the Grand Master’s insides.

His body disintegrated instantly, vanishing into nothingness.

The Grand Master of the Divine Flower Society’s face still bore an expression of disbelief.

He could never understand why Qi Yuan would forsake such immense benefits just to kill him.

In a single breath, all the Yin Gods of the Nether Sky Domain fell to Qi Yuan’s hands.

Qi Yuan held his blood-red sword and gazed at the thirty-six Heaven-Treading Great Sovereigns and four Myth-level powerhouses.

His eyes carried a hint of complexity.

"Qi Yuan of the Shenguang Sect, here today to send you venerable seniors off on your journey."

With a slash, the entire sky turned blood-red.

It seemed as though the heavens were bleeding or crying.

All the puppets didn’t resist; they remained still, allowing the sword to fall upon them.

Crack!

They shattered into pieces.

The bodies of forty powerhouses disappeared without a trace.

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth, and they vanished from the Canglan Realm.

Qi Yuan's gaze deepened further as he muttered to himself, "Now... their domains have become a part of mine. Doesn’t that mean that by killing the Great Calamity, I’m avenging myself?"

Of course, these once-fallen powerhouses couldn’t transform into his Nascent Souls like his subjects.

Killing the Great Calamity to avenge himself somewhat made sense.

Thinking about this, a smile crossed Qi Yuan’s face.

He was indeed very busy.

Not only did he have to rush to attend his own feast, but he also had to busy himself with avenging himself.