The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn

Chapter 68: Words of Wisdom Hard to Heed:

Corpses, blood, and severed limbs merged into a sea of crimson.

Lu Ye’s true consciousness seemed like a mere spectator, observing his own body unleash carnage as though it were the ultimate killing machine.

“That look earlier… The Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor!”

Lu Ye recognized it immediately. That gaze was all too familiar—it belonged to one of his most troublesome opponents from his past life.

As the slaughter unfolded, Lu Ye’s consciousness grew more exhilarated. Since his rebirth, he had been focused on cultivation, almost forgetting the glory and turbulence of his previous life.

So, come on! Fight me for the Dao!

After dispatching the final otherworldly being, silence fell across the battlefield.

But the desire to kill only burned hotter. The Slaughter Lotus Seed amplified his bloodlust by dozens or even hundreds of times. Just killing a few wasn’t enough—not nearly enough!

His figure disappeared, shattering the outer array with a single punch.

“Hmm? An array from the Heavenly Pavilion?”

He hadn’t expected the Heavenly Pavilion to be involved this time.

Crimson killing intent surged like fiery waves as Lu Ye’s speed in flight caused explosive sonic booms in the air. His divine sense radiated outward in all directions.

Quick! Let some living being appear for me to kill! Hurry!!!

…

In the Demon Realm, atop the Bone Altar, several soul stones had already been shattered.

Tu Wuying had just entered when his soul stone shattered, startling the powerful figures of the Demon Realm. The speed of the shattering was astonishing—Tu Wuying had barely stepped into the teleportation vortex, and it was as though his lingering aura in the Demon Realm was already dissipating. He was dead.

Fortunately, no further deaths occurred among the Demon Clan, allowing the Heavenly Demon Emperor to breathe a sigh of relief.

Tu Wuying’s death was attributed to misfortune—perhaps just bad luck. After all, luck plays an essential role in a cultivator’s journey. Despite his terrifying potential, Tu Wuying’s demise meant that the future Demon Realm would lose a formidable contender who could have shaken the heavens.

“Crack!”

Seven soul stones shattered simultaneously.

The Demon Realm’s powerhouses turned their gazes, their expressions growing grim. Thankfully, these were just ordinary demons.

“Crack! Crack! Crack!”

In the next moment, more soul stones shattered—continuously, rapidly, and alarmingly.

“What’s going on?” A demon expert exclaimed in shock.

Even soul stones belonging to Dao Integration Realm demons were breaking.

The entire Demon Realm fell into a deathly silence.

The prodigies of the Demon Realm—completely annihilated!

“Roar!!!”

The Heavenly Demon Emperor let out a thunderous roar. The extinction of so many prodigies signified a devastating blow to the Demon Realm’s future. Decades, even centuries from now, other races would see the rise of powerful figures who would dominate the first heaven after the older generation ascended to the second heaven. But the Demon Realm would face a generational gap—a void in its future.

“What happened? Who is responsible for wiping out the prodigies of the Demon Realm?”

“Contact the other races immediately. No, contact the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor. He must know what happened!”

…

Similar scenes unfolded in other realms—the Spirit Realm, the Divine Realm, the Buddhist Realm, and the Ghost Realm—all smaller, isolated worlds expelled from the Great Wilderness.

Only the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor understood the truth. He had left imprints in the bodies of countless members of the demon race. These seemingly independent individuals were, in reality, pawns he could take over at any time.

…

Ancient Battleground of Prodigies

On the eighth level, a quarter-hour earlier…

Shangguan Huanling received Bai Qiulan’s voice transmission. She quickly inquired about Lu Ye.

Although Bai Qiulan only referred to him as “he,” Shangguan Huanling and the others knew exactly who she meant—Lu Ye.

Without hesitation, Shangguan Huanling agreed that everyone from the Supreme Imperial Court should retreat immediately. However, she found herself without much authority within the court.

“Imperial Brother, we must leave at once! I know Bai Qiulan well, and the danger she speaks of is real. If we remain in the ancient battleground, we will all die when that demon arrives,” Shangguan Huanling urged anxiously.

Shangguan Tianyin raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You know this demon?”

“And since when did you know Bai Qiulan?”

Unlike them, Bai Qiulan belonged to a different generation, being several decades older. The Supreme Imperial Court and the Dao Sect rarely interacted. How could Shangguan Huanling be acquainted with her?

“This is no time to explain! Imperial Brother, the situation is urgent. We must evacuate the Supreme Imperial Court’s members immediately, or we will all perish!”

“I know that demon. His terror is beyond imagination!”

But Shangguan Tianyin dismissed her warnings.

“Then tell me this demon’s name. I am familiar with the strongest individuals among the humans and other races. I do not believe anyone exists who could single-handedly wipe out all the elites of the Supreme Imperial Court.”

Shangguan Huanling hesitated. Even if she mentioned Lu Ye’s name, his reputation was hardly significant before this.

Shangguan Tianyin wouldn’t believe that someone like Lu Ye could annihilate everyone in the ancient battleground of prodigies.

“What purpose would lying serve?” Shangguan Huanling sighed.

Shangguan Tianyin chuckled softly.

“Sister, the path of cultivation is fraught with dangers. If one retreats at every sign of risk, how can they ever hope to achieve the supreme state?”

“If you don’t understand this principle, your cultivation journey will end prematurely.”

Shangguan Huanling fumed inwardly. In her previous life, she had been at the Great Emperor Realm. How dare this short-lived Shangguan Tianyin lecture her on cultivation?

“This is my final warning—those who wish to live, follow me!”

With that, she turned and left.

Mocking laughter echoed behind her.

Shangguan Huanling “…”

Fine. If they refused to leave, so be it!

“My sister may be timid, but that’s understandable for a girl. No one expects much courage from her anyway,” Shangguan Tianyin remarked dismissively.

“Still, if the Dao Sect’s Bai Qiulan is this concerned, then the danger might be real. Let’s prepare a defensive array just in case.”

“Second Prince, your wisdom is unparalleled!”

Shangguan Tianyin’s ambitions burned brightly in his eyes. Let them all leave! Once they were gone, the entire ancient battleground of prodigies would belong to him. His prestige within the Supreme Imperial Court might even surpass the Crown Prince’s, giving him a chance to claim the throne.

…

(In Seventh Layer)

The Yin-Yang Law Sect’s members also stayed behind, setting up their own arrays.

Luo Yuan, as the sect’s saintess, hesitated. Yue Hongling had sent her a private warning, urging her to leave, but Luo Yuan couldn’t reconcile herself to retreating.

The Yin-Yang Law Sect’s powerhouses insisted they feared no demon, further influencing her decision to stay.

While many chose to evacuate, some harbored hopes of surviving, while others believed themselves invincible.

Gradually, the crowd thinned, and the ancient battleground grew eerily quiet within the span of a quarter-hour.