Chapter 68: Escalation

  Where there is wisdom, there is desire. This is the need for survival. To satisfy different levels of survival, the desires of living beings will increase with each passing day.

  The wise seek knowledge, the noble seek reputation, and the greedy seek gain; this is their nature.

  The desire of the dragon clan is to dominate the vast wilderness. With desire comes struggle, and struggle often accompanies endless slaughter.

  A loud and clear cry pierced the sky, a Taiyi Golden Immortal at the peak of the Fire Bird, spat out a mouthful of innate true fire, instantly dyeing a piece of the sky red. The flames encountered the air and ignited, producing scorching high temperatures, instantly turning dozens of Scale Armor tribe corpses into black charcoal, falling from the sky one by one.

  At this time, the remaining dragon clan members who were besieging Huo Que suddenly woke up, saw that dozens of their clansmen had been killed and their yuan gods destroyed. The angry flames of fury wanted to burn through the heavenly screen barrier. Roaring continuously, they took out their own spiritual treasures and rushed towards Huo Que at high speed. The killing aura that shook the sky filled the entire sky, like a sharp sword that seemed to tear apart the heavens!

  That Taizhen's peak fire sparrow was suddenly torn to pieces, leaving only a congenital fire bead floating in the air, which was picked up by a dragon clan leader. Under the leadership of the giant dragon leader, the scale armor coalition rushed towards the next battlefield.

  The slaughter in the vast wilderness continued as usual, with invasions and counterattacks.

  In the north of the vast wilderness, the ground was covered with soft and fine sand, as white as snow, crystal clear. A black turtle lay lazily on the beach, basking in the sun. A loud roar came, scaring the lazy turtle who was dozing off, quickly withdrawing its head and legs into its shell.

  At this time, a giant dragon rushed onto the beach, followed closely by a group of beasts, including lions, tigers, wolves and leopards. Each one was a fierce and evil creature that spat out magical treasures from their mouths. In just an instant, they smashed a giant dragon into pieces. One of the tiger-headed humanoids saw a huge turtle still lying on the beach and roared with laughter: "A stupid turtle! This is a great tonic! Brothers, let's have an extra meal today, haha!" The sound of his laughter was even more unpleasant than crying.

  This dark tortoise's brain was shrinking into its shell, a pair of green bean-sized eyes rolling around wildly, a cold gleam flashing by in an instant. At this time, all sorts of spiritual treasures shaped like weapons were attacking the giant black tortoise from all directions almost simultaneously.

  "Clang clang" countless spiritual treasures were blocked outside by the hard turtle shell, some of which were of poor quality and directly shattered into powder, turning into spiritual energy.

  A wolf-headed man transformed into a ten-zhang giant wolf, extending sharp wolf claws that shone with dazzling cold light, pouncing on the Black Turtle.

  A sharp "hiss" sound was heard, and five scratch marks were instantly drawn on the turtle shell. The werewolf was overjoyed at the sight, and the others were excited, cheering and urging him on.

  At this time, a burst of black light emanated from the turtle shell, condensing in mid-air into a turtle shell silhouette with mysterious floral patterns, merging into its own turtle shell. The scratches on it instantly disappeared, and the sharp wolf claws shattered along with them.

  "Aoooouuu" The evil wolf spat out a mouthful of the most foul-smelling black air, drifting towards the tortoise shell.

  The turtle seemed unable to bear this foul odor and suddenly poked out its head, taking big breaths of fresh air.

  The evil wolf saw that his opponent had stuck out his head and took advantage of the opportunity. With a swift movement, he slapped the turtle's head with a palm infused with spiritual energy.

  "Clang" "Ahhh-ooo" a piercing crash, the big wolf's paws were pierced by sharp turtle teeth, held in its mouth.

  The turtle didn't stand on ceremony either, and started crunching away with a "crunch, crunch" sound. At this point, it actually made a vomiting motion, spitting out the minced flesh and blood towards the vicious wolf. Then, it stretched its head into the sea to take a mouthful of water, washing its mouth clean.

  The wolf looked at its own hands being devoured by the opponent bit by bit, and finally even spat out with disgust. The whole person was so angry that his liver and gallbladder were about to burst, but he seemed to be fixed there, unable to move at all.

  The tortoise stretched out its short hind legs and kicked the wolf into the pack of beasts.

  This move suddenly awakened the somewhat dazed beasts, who let out a series of fierce roars and charged at the turtle. The turtle revealed an expression of disdain, and with a sudden transformation, it changed into its true form, growing to a height of several hundred meters, like a great mountain crashing down on the beasts.

  A loud rumble, a deafening crash, and the soft sandy beach was instantly pounded into a deep pit. At the bottom of the pit were pools of bodies that had been mashed into pulp.

  The tortoise slowly turned around and walked into the ocean, muttering to himself: "Even a dignified tortoise like me dares to bully, still wants to eat my flesh. Hmph"

  Struggles occur every day, with an increasing trend, and large numbers of souls float towards the regions in Honghuang that contain yin energy, or fly towards the Blood Sea, or fly towards the land of utmost yin between heaven and earth.

  Looking at the souls being continuously pulled and devoured by the soul-guiding banner, in a hurry for tens of thousands of years, he himself only managed to recover his cultivation to the Taiyi realm. These days were somewhat desolate. However, in his heart, he was constantly roaring, let the storm of slaughter that swept across the heavens and earth come even more fiercely. He knew that the slaughter between heaven and earth had just begun.

  In this vast expanse of time, a strange occurrence took place in the desolate wilderness. A young man with an audacious attitude declared that he would infiltrate the heartland of the Dragon Clan and slay the Ancestral Dragon. This left the entire Dragon Clan bewildered, but the unknown youth actually succeeded in doing so, advancing towards the Wàn Lóng Mountain, where the Dragon Clan was born, located in the eastern part of the desolate wilderness. Facing the constant attacks from the scaled armor tribe's experts, he remained extremely calm, without a hint of panic or fluster on his face throughout, with two eyes revealing an intense desire for battle.

  All the way, the lives killed by his hand were no less than ten thousand, and a sharp black long sword emitted an unparalleled chill. The man lightly danced with the long sword in his hand, cutting down a scale-armored person who blocked him at an unbelievable angle. The young man grabbed the escaping yuan soul with one hand, swallowed it in one mouthful, and raised the long sword that was still dripping with fresh blood towards the hundreds of scale-armored ones surrounding him.

  Innumerable Scale Tribe members felt a chill run down their spines. The opponent's cultivation was clearly only at the Golden Immortal realm, yet even a top expert in the Taiyi realm couldn't withstand a single move from him. It seemed as if there was an evil demon lurking within his body, with extremely ruthless methods, and he could devour others' souls and primordial spirits. Or perhaps this person was simply an evil demon himself.

  Clang Clang Clang......

  Several giant dragons shook their hands and feet involuntarily, throwing the magic treasures and spells in their hands at this devil who was more terrifying than the devil.

  In an instant, countless magical treasures and divine powers burst forth with enormous force. However, the young man seemed to be unfazed, his long sword chopping down in a flurry of slashes, unleashing numerous killing intents that directly dispersed the magical treasures and divine powers.

  In just an instant, more than 200 dragon tribe cultivators only felt a surge of tremendous power transmitted from their weapons. Their arms were slightly numb under this tremendous power, and their bodies uncontrollably plummeted downwards from the clouds.

  The young man rushed forward, charging towards the falling dragon tribe cultivator. His long sword danced in his hand, and he killed several more in an instant. A strong, pungent smell wafted up, and the young man seemed to be deeply intoxicated. He took a deep breath, and his body erupted with boundless killing intent. As he drew out his long sword, blood burst forth, and countless droplets of blood rained down on the young man's head. The young man reached into the dragon corpse's body and grabbed its primordial spirit, wiping it across his evil, handsome face stained with blood, before swallowing it in one gulp.

  Witnessing once again the tragic deaths of several clansmen at the hands of this young man, many cultivators were filled with sorrow but could do nothing about it. They had already sent out messages and were waiting for the arrival of a powerful dragon clan expert.

  A dragon clan cultivator with a Taiyi boundary realm was furious, saying "This damned little brat, I'll fight you to the death!" In his rage, he took out his long spear-shaped spiritual treasure and charged at the youth. The long spear in his hand instantly transformed into countless spear shadows, each one pointing directly at the youth's vital spots. The dazzling spear lights transformed into clusters of deadly cold stars, stabbing towards the youth.

  The young man's complexion changed slightly, he felt the existence of the desperate dragon tribe cultivator, whose body had a majestic momentum, which was exactly what gave his gun technique an aura of mysterious energy. Mobilizing the killing intent throughout his body, he swung his long sword, agile and nimble, to counterattack the countless illusory yet real, real yet illusory gun shadows.

  Two powerful forces collided in an instant. A formless force dispersed to both sides, and the living beings around suddenly felt a tremendous thrust.

  The dragon clan monk saw that the opponent's long sword did not have any real power, and easily dodged his strongest blow. In his heart, he cried out in alarm, wanting to change his move, but it was already too late. He suddenly turned around, looking at how he had avoided the fatal blow. But a strange sword energy, like a snake, wandered inside his body, blocking his meridians and directly rushing towards his dantian.

  The dragon clan monk was suddenly shocked and hurriedly manipulated his spiritual energy to counterattack the sword energy that had invaded his body.

  That young man's evil smile said, "It's useless, this is the killing aura in my body. Unless there is a great divine power, no one can escape the invasion of this killing aura." As he spoke, large and small wounds of different sizes suddenly appeared on the dragon clan cultivator's body, and fresh blood spurted out like a fountain.

  The young man pointed his sword at the remaining Scale Armor Clan and said, "I entered the path of killing, you are my nourishment for becoming a deity, now it's your turn."

  The Scale Clan members who were pointed at by the sword, all glared with anger, a strong killing intent rushed forth, those with relatively lower courage, instantly let out a mournful cry, exposing their cowardice.

  A thunderous roar shook the earth as a gigantic dragon swung its body and charged towards the young man.

  "Boom"

  A force that tore apart heaven and earth exploded, a Golden Immortal in the later stages of his cultivation, self-detonated his Primordial Spirit with one strike.

  In an instant, a void was shattered, and this destructive power spread throughout the space. The nearby mountains suddenly appeared with countless fine cracks, and with a deafening roar, the entire mountain burst into fragments. A gentle breeze blew lightly, and dust flew everywhere.

  With this resounding sound, as if it awakened the sleeping heart, ignited the flame of courage, a determined breath spread through every scale cultivator's mind, rushing straight towards the sky.

  More scale-armored cultivators charged towards the heterodox youth. They were going to use their own primordial spirits to self-destruct and stop this demon.