Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start

Seeing Wei Cang and Luo Xun return without success, Ji Yuan became even more anxious, but he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, they realized even more the importance of Gu Chen.

Some even thought that if Gu Chen were here, he would certainly have a way to resolve the matter.

However, the good news was that from that day on, there were no more reports of disappearances throughout the Nine Provinces; it seemed as if the matter had come to an end.

This also allowed Ji Yuan to breathe a sigh of relief.

But the bad news was that in just under half a month, tens of millions of civilians had vanished!

Suddenly, the world was shaken, almost boiling over with turmoil!

That was a staggeringly large number, causing countless people in the Nine Provinces to panic; thankfully, since the situation had not recurred after seven or eight consecutive days, it somewhat calmed some people.

This incident thus became an unsolved mystery, with no one knowing the truth.

...

In the most forbidden area of the Nine Provinces, deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, amidst a forest,

Diancang Pavilion's master, Zhou Yuan, who was known as the Thousand Hand King, was present here, not far from a gigantic altar. The eerie and gloomy altar, built entirely of an unknown dark stone, seemed to connect to the Nine Nether Hell, and just the aura emanating from it was enough to send shivers down one's spine.

In the time that had passed, after collecting enough "blood food," Zhou Yuan had come here several days ago to construct the altar.

"King Gu Chen? Ha, he's nothing special!" the Thousand Hand King Zhou Yuan said dismissively.

He had initially been quite wary of Gu Chen after hearing of his deeds, but to his surprise, so many days had passed and the opponent had still not been able to discover his whereabouts, allowing him to succeed smoothly.

Therefore, unconsciously, Zhou Yuan's respect for Gu Chen diminished, and he developed a hint of contempt.

"Indeed, after all, it's a treasure bestowed by the powers of the upper realm, how could these mere mortals of the Nine Provinces fathom it?"

Zhou Yuan said this as he arrived in front of the gigantic altar. As he recited incantations, he flipped his palm, and a Qiankun pouch appeared, which he tossed out.

Hum!

At that moment, the altar lit up, enveloped in a deep dark light that suspended the drab Qiankun pouch in mid-air. As the mouth of the bag opened, the cries and screams of countless people could be heard.

"Ah... What on earth is happening?"

"Where is this, where is this?!"

"Who will save me, someone save me, I don't want to die!"

People fell like dumplings from the sky onto the altar one after another. The altar, immense as a small world, was large enough that even the fall of tens of millions from the Human Clan couldn't fill it!

In an instant, dark light shot up into the sky, shaking the heavens, creating a massive disturbance. The Hundred Thousand Mountains trembled, and countless wild beasts howled, their voices filled with deep fear.

Tens of millions from the Human Clan fell from the sky, but no matter how they screamed, begged for mercy, or wailed, Zhou Yuan, the master of Diancang Pavilion, remained indifferent.

As these figures fell, their bodies exploded, with blood and bones scattering and mingling with soul light, all of which flowed into the depths of the altar. The pungent smell began to spread throughout the area.

This was an astonishingly tragic human ordeal!

Among them were the elderly, children, women, middle-aged people, and even babies!

It could be said that the person behind this act had no humanity whatsoever!

As countless living beings withered away before his eyes, Zhou Yuan was expressionless. He was merciless, his altar fertilized with blood, bones, and soul light to establish a connection with the upper realm, paving a blood-soaked path for a dozen celestial beings to descend!

Countless lives perished miserably, blood flowed into rivers on the altar, and the screams, cries, and wails merged into one at this moment, darkening the sky. Sinister winds howled, and the shrieks of malevolent spirits resonated throughout the area.

Yet, all this was confined within the Hundred Thousand Mountains, unable to reach the outside world.

The reason for choosing this place was precisely this, Zhou Yuan, or rather the titans from the upper realm, feared that Gu Chen would discover and thwart their plans.

But here, with the special nature of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, they could isolate everything. Even if they came from the lower world, no one would know!

...

At this moment, in the upper realm, within an ancient hall,

Five majestic figures were seated cross-legged, as if they had existed since time immemorial. At this moment, the leader of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect opened his eyes, and a beam of sword light shone across the sky. He said, "I have sensed it, the blood sacrifice has started. It's time for us to make a move!"

"Good!"

The other four giants responded, and one of them said, "Come forth!"

As the words fell, more than a dozen shapes materialized, each one of them fusing with the heavens, all of them were martial arts supremes of the Heavenly Human realm!

"Let it be them, this is the limit we can sustain. Any stronger and the failure rate would be a perfect ten out of ten."

"Let them set out!"

With a hum, the hall radiated boundless light, faintly corresponding to the bloody radiance emanating from the altar in the lower realm. At that moment, the two resonated with each other, and a vague portal simultaneously formed in both worlds.

"To battle the heavens and earth, the passage to the lower realm—open!"

At that instant, a blinding light appeared, as if five great suns exploded right there, which was the light emitted from five colossal figures!

The light was so brilliant and dazzling, as if it could pierce through the Eight Desolations and the universe, reaching every corner of the worlds above and below.

Fortunately, the dozen figures had entered the transmutation, crafted from incomparably precious materials, otherwise, the sheer intensity of such an energy would have utterly shattered them, scattering their souls and spirits.

"Gentlemen, spare no effort. The will of heaven is as sharp as a knife, even the will of the world in the lower realms is not so easily dealt with!" the figure as radiant as the blazing sun spoke, drawing forth a long spear!

"No need to say, we of the Vault of Sky Sword Sect naturally understand!" the giant from the Vault of Sky Sword Sect drew out a spiritual sword!

The other three giants from the Pure Yang Martial Sect, the Five Elements Sect, and Mount Tianzhu, each drew out their weapons.

These five weapons were priceless treasures in the upper realm, including the treasure box that enclosed the dozen Heavenly Humans.

It was a World Treasure Box, containing a small world within, made by the joint efforts of the five giants using various precious materials, far more valuable than spiritual treasures!

Because, for this mission, they could only afford success, not failure!

Crack!

In a flash, as the portal to the lower realm appeared, thousands of thunders flashed, which was the will of the Nine Provinces resisting the descent of those Heavenly Humans!

Not just here, but even within the Great Mountains, it was the same. Although the phenomena were somewhat diminished due to the peculiarities of the Great Mountains and wrapped by the altar, it still gave Zhou Yuan, the master of Diancang Pavilion, quite the scare!

Compared to the lower realm, the scene in the upper realm was even more intense, for the five giants from sects like Vault of Sky Sword Sect were the targets of the will of the Nine Provinces!

Rumble!

Thousands of thunders surged, endless lightning dazzled, as if a sea of thunder pressed down, filled with the energy to destroy the world!

"Strike!"

The five giants joined forces, their aura soaring to the sky. The void shattered, endless light shimmered, and divine power shook the heavens. Using their priceless weapons as offerings, they began a fierce battle with the will of the Nine Provinces.

Suddenly, ghosts wailed and gods howled; heaven and earth ruptured, portending an apocalypse of bloodshed that appeared to signal the fate of the five giants defying the will of heaven.

"The five of us joined together; it's but the will of a minor world. How could it possibly contend with us?!" the figure as radiant as the blazing sun proclaimed. Ferocious light swirled around the long spear in his hand, which he then hurled forth, the divine glow piercing the heavens!

Crack!

Endless thunder shattered the gloom, crushing the ancient hall into powder. Lightning condensed and wrapped around, forming a heavenly blade imbued with strands of chaos, striking down on the five giants!

With that slash, the area collapsed, the void exploding. It was like countless falling meteorites, causing the five saintly figures to be utterly astonished.

"The will of heaven is like a blade!"

"Gentlemen, we must not hold back, join hands to resist!"

The five bellowed, their unrivaled aura rippling, shaking a part of the heaven and earth in the upper realm. Even with protective formations, these tremors were perceived by all, causing all the pre-prepared formations to collapse.

This was the power of the will of heaven and earth, beyond human strength to counter!

Even if the Nine Provinces were only a minor thousand-world, and its will truncated due to the presence of demons, it still required five saintly figures, the so-called giants of the upper realm, to join hands to resist.

Otherwise, they each faced the danger of perishing!

Amidst an overwhelmingly radiant scene, as if rounds of great suns continually fell and exploded, the five upper realm giants were stained with blood, their weapons shattering, but they finally breached the gate, the passage to the Nine Provinces!

The World Treasure Box, holding the dozen Heavenly Humans, followed the glowing portal downward to the lower realm!