Kamimine

Chapter 422 Yin-Yang River

Each ancient shrine, though partially obscured, has a unique form.

There is an ancient shrine that resembles a giant head hidden among the nebulae. Suddenly, it opens its myriad eyes, shining brightly and illuminating the surrounding world.

"It should be the ancient demon shrine of the Crimson Demon Clan."

Great demons and gods gathered on the high platform, and some people secretly exclaimed in alarm.

“It belongs to us; it’s our ancestral shrine.”

A great demon god immediately acknowledged it.

An ancient shrine is hidden in the Nebula Swamp. Dark mud rises and shadows writhe. The shrine is not visible, but there is an ancient demonic aura.

"It should be the ancestral hall of our ancestors."

The great demon of the Mirage Clan observed carefully and was secretly astonished.

Some ancient shrines are hidden underground on the Milky Way continent, difficult to see, and when they occasionally appear, they are accompanied by ghostly fire.

"That's the Ancient Shrine of the Earthly Flame—"

A powerful demon god pulled out an ancient book and identified it on the spot.

On the high platform, countless great demon gods gathered. They were gods from various forces and lineages, including the War Insect God, the Six Phoenix God, and the Four Law God.

Even powerful lineages like the Black Flame Nest, the Ancient Tomb Dynasty, and the Four-Body Clan are present.

They were stuck and unable to cross over to the ancient demon shrine.

There are two ways to cross the ancient ferry and enter the ancient demon shrine: one is to offer sacrifices to the ancestors and ask them to lead you in, and the other is to forcibly cross the starry sky and ascend the ancient demon shrine.

Over the past five days, hundreds of major sects and lineages have arrived, all of them powerful forces, some ruling over a few worlds, others over dozens.

However, there are very few forces that truly have the strength to forcibly cross the starry sky and ascend the ancient demon shrine.

Just now, dozens of major sects attempted to cross the starry sky, but most of them ended in failure.

At that very moment, a colossal flying ship burst into the nebula. The ship was forged from stars, was enormous, and took the form of a raging tiger.

It tore through the stars, shattered the Ghost Continent, its defenses at maximum, unstoppable, and charged toward the Ancient Shrine of Ten Thousand Eyes.

However, before they could get close, a vortex suddenly appeared in the endless nebula, with claws as large as the sky. It dragged the flying boat over and tore it to shreds. The great demons and gods screamed in agony as the entire army was annihilated.

"The entire Crimson-Eyed Demon Clan was wiped out."

Seeing their formidable airships torn apart like paper, the great demons and gods were chilled to the bone.

The screams rose and fell incessantly; it wasn't just the Crimson-Eyed Demon Clan who perished.

Other major sects and forces that attempted to cross the nebula all encountered danger within it.

Some were trapped in the Nebula Swamp and sank and disappeared; some were shrouded in shadow and vanished into nothingness; and some, having just arrived at the Ancient Demon Shrine, were suddenly devoured by its gaping maw...

"Isn't the Ancient Demon Shrine an ancestral shrine? How could it devour its descendants!"

A god cried out in horror.

"A temple can bring either good fortune or misfortune. Whether the opportunity for good fortune turns into misfortune or good fortune depends on fate."

"The Ancient Tomb Emperor of the Ancient Tomb Dynasty spoke in a deep voice."

The Ancient Tomb Emperor, also known as the Ancient Tomb God, was named Ancient Tomb Smoke Departure.

He was a giant bronze cockroach, carrying an ancient stele on his back. The stele emitted blue smoke, and countless graves could be faintly seen through it, which made people feel terrified.

Their entire race looks like this.

As a quasi-god, his ancient stele was even taller and his body even larger, making him a terrifying sight.

"The new emperor is so powerful, so terrifying."

A celestial being observed a corner of the starry sky, witnessing a fierce battle that shook heaven and earth, swirled nebulae, and tore apart billions of miles.

The new emperor, Bai Mang, and his comrades bravely traversed the starry sky, using the divine realm as their vessel. He stood proudly at the bow, with divine officials and generals on his left and right wings, providing support.

With a blade in hand, he unleashed a torrent of frost that illuminated the heavens, cleaved through countless realms, severed demonic claws, and slew evil spirits. His unstoppable momentum led him forcefully toward the Night Dragon Shrine.

"One of the three true gods, who in the world can rival him?"

The great demons and gods admired him, and it was not surprising at all that the new emperor, as a true god, was able to forcefully cross the ancient realm.

"Let's worship our ancestors and ask them to lead us there."

Seeing so many powerful traditions torn apart, everyone obediently offered sacrifices to their ancestors, asking their spirits to guide them into the ancient ancestral hall.

In their ancestral worship, they prepared five kinds of sacrificial animals and seven kinds of precious offerings, lit ancient candles, burned incense, and burned paper money...

He muttered incantations, praying to his ancestors.

Most importantly, they retrieved ancient artifacts left by their ancestors, including divine weapons, relics, and ancient secret manuals... in an attempt to summon the spirits of their ancestors.

However, no matter how they performed the sacrifices, their ancestors did not respond.

"impossible--"

"What's going on?"

"Could there be a problem with the sacrificial ceremony...?"

The great demons and gods were terrified. Everyone offered sacrifices, but no ancestor responded, regardless of their race or lineage.

"The sacrificial ceremony was not wrong; it was the ancestors who did not respond."

The ancient emperor looked solemn; no matter how much blue smoke rose from his ancient stele, it was to no avail.

"Why is this happening?"

The great demons and gods were in a panic and asked around. The ancient tomb dynasty had a legend that their clan guarded the ancient tomb of the gods and had a set of methods for worshipping their ancestors.

"None of the ancestors of the twelve ancient shrines responded."

The ancient emperor was emitting blue smoke, yet he could not summon his ancestors, nor could he explain why.

When Liu Chengfeng and his group arrived at the high platform, it was shrouded in smoke and filled with altars for various worship ceremonies.

The scene resembled a shamanistic ritual performed by demons and monsters; an unsuspecting person might think they had stumbled into a group of mad demons.

When Liu Chengfeng and his group arrived, the entire platform fell silent, and all eyes were on him.

The ruthless one of the Four Heavenly Gods, who holds sole power over the Dragon Court, dares to crush the First Divine General, threaten the new emperor, and provoke the Grand Master.

In the six heavens today, no one has a greater reputation than him.

Even though he was just a deity from the Four Directions, everyone made way for Liu Chengfeng as he walked by.

Ming Tian and the divine officials and generals saw demons and monsters everywhere, their divine power overwhelming. They felt a chill in their hearts and followed closely behind Liu Chengfeng.

Jun Lu Nan was arrogant and spoiled. She followed Liu Chengfeng around, fearless of anyone, and looked down on everyone with cold eyes!

Standing on the edge of the high platform, Liu Chengfeng looked down at the starry sky, gazing straight into the deepest part.

A nebula shrouded the entire starry sky, and in the deepest part of the starry sky, as if torn apart, stood a colossal beast.

The colossal beast, resembling a tapir, had sharp claws on its shoulders and a body like countless hanging silk threads. It fell into the abyss as if it had entered time and space, born in the void.

Its misty liquid is like the night, tinged with a dark yellow.

This makes the deepest part of the night sky fill with darkness, the night like a sea, churning endlessly.

The Mother Night Goddess's Strange Behavior!
Liu Chengfeng knew what was going on, and his eyes turned cold.

"You are all offering sacrifices to your ancestors—"

Liu Chengfeng withdrew his gaze and glanced at the great demon gods.

"Even if your Nine Sons Dragon Court wanted to hold an ancestral worship ceremony, you wouldn't be able to get in," a celestial being muttered, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Who cares about worshipping your ancestors?"

Junlu Nan disdains it.

Compared to the various demon clans, the Nine Dragon Court is like an outsider because they have the bloodline of a mad dragon, not an ancient demon.

Liu Chengfeng directly seized an altar, which immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of all the great demons and gods.

"What do you want to do?"

"This is not the Dragon Court Heaven, not a place for your arrogance."

The great demons and gods, united in spirit, shouted and even drew their swords, glaring angrily at Liu Chengfeng.

Jun Lu Nan let out a cold shout, the Nine Dragon Spear in hand, its fierce momentum ready to pounce on anyone who dared to make the first move.

Like a tigress, fierce and domineering, arrogant and domineering, she puts no one in her eyes except Liu Chengfeng!

“Foolish! Even if you hold a sacrifice for ten thousand years, you will never receive a response from your ancestors.”

Liu Chengfeng sneered, took out the ancient demon divination tube, and took down thirteen divination slips.

Take out the prepared rice, fill it, and wet it.

"Can you offer sacrifices to our ancestors?"

A voice boomed like thunder; it belonged to a four-bodied clan leader, Star Smoke God.

He has four bodies sharing one head, with stars emerging from his forehead like smoke, transforming into a sky full of stars.

The near-god, with the starry sky pressing down, gave people a suffocating feeling.

"What's the point of worshipping your ancestors if the totem is about to be destroyed?"

Liu Chengfeng sneered, turned the divination tube upside down on the altar, poured out the talisman rice, and slowly piled it into a spire.

"Totems are just vague and ethereal legends."

Wu Yue's eyes narrowed.

The Queen of the Black Flame Nest is stunningly beautiful, and the flowing molten gold is so intensely hot that no one dares to approach her.

"Without totems, your ancestors have no spirit whatsoever!"

Liu Chengfeng laughed loudly, disdainfully.

"How dare you—"

The great demons and gods roared angrily, their eyes filled with murderous intent, for this was an insult to their ancestors.

"Is not it?"

Liu Chengfeng surveyed the gods, then smiled, revealing a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes.

"I desperately need some true blood to awaken the totem. Who will contribute some?"

"This is impossible. No one has ever seen the Twelve Heavenly Totems of the Mad Dragon. Apart from the legendary Mad Dragon, no one can awaken it."

The Ancient Tomb Emperor knew some things, but not much.

"I can awaken you, and I need your true blood."

Liu Chengfeng looked at the great demons and gods with a smile.

"Don't even dream about the twelve-day totem, not even our ancestors could awaken it."

Some gods did not believe it.

"If we need real blood, we should take your real blood."

A powerful demon gave a cold laugh.

As expected, many powerful demons and gods revealed a cold glint in their eyes; in the Dragon Court Heaven, they were afraid of Liu Chengfeng.

This is not the Dragon Court Heaven. They have a large number of people and are powerful. Wouldn't it be easy for them to kill the Four Directions Heavenly God?

"Is that so? Who wants to take my true blood?"

Liu Chengfeng laughed loudly, his murderous intent growing even stronger.

"This isn't you, Long Tingtian, what are you so arrogant about—"

A celestial being beside Wu Yue sneered, his killing intent rising.

"Open your dog eyes and see what arrogance really means!"

Liu Chengfeng sneered, then suddenly sprang up, his five claws outstretched in anger.

Maha Shattered the Claws of Calamity! Maha Boundless, Calamity is inescapable!
The god roared in horror, unleashing his divine weapon, only to be torn apart by a claw. He screamed in agony as the claw gripped his head and dragged him away.

"you dare!"

Wu Yue roared, unleashing the Wu Yan Liao Tian Divine Art, which burned the Three Realms—a world-class event!

"My lord, what is there that I wouldn't dare to do—"

Junlu Nanru is as domineering as a lioness, and the Nine Dragons Heavenly Explosion strikes nine thousand times, each move is a heavy blow of the Great Dao!
He brutally attacked Wu Yue.

The female historian followed with the divine general, the gates opened, and the gods granted their wishes. The thirty realms shone brightly, and their vitality was boundless!

The blood energy and divine power of the thirty realms of the Dragon Court were all bestowed upon Jun Lu Nan.

The mighty dragon surged wildly, its divine power raging through the universe, piercing through the three thousand worlds.

"Fierce and domineering—"

The great demons and gods finally witnessed Jun Lu Nan's arrogance, pride, and fierce domineering nature!
Wu Yue's expression changed abruptly, and he retreated rapidly.

"The Yin-Yang River—"

The moon murmurs softly, the river surges, and the Yin-Yang River encircles the land.

Yin and Yang are separated, and cannot communicate with each other!
Jun Lu Nan's Great Dao strike came crashing down, as if separated, making it difficult to enter another world for a moment, and the Nine Thousand Strikes were slowed down.

Then, the power of a quasi-god descended, and Jun Lu Nan was no match for it.

"This is a quasi-true god; the Yin-Yang River is blocked!"

A god shouted.

After achieving the Great Perfection of the Heavenly God and cultivating the Root of Heaven and Earth, one can cultivate the hidden Yin-Yang River, the treasure of the Heaven and Earth.

Yin and Yang are separated and cannot communicate.

Once one possesses the Yin-Yang River, one is called a quasi-true god.

With the separation of Yin and Yang, other gods cannot harm the quasi-true god!

With a scream, Liu Chengfeng slammed the captured celestial being heavily onto the talisman rice.

The rice grains formed a spire, piercing his skull. True blood stained the rice grains, which then emitted a talismanic light.

So what if we are separated by life and death!

Liu Chengfeng took the Nine Dragon Spear from Jun Lunan's hand, unleashing a critical strike. His blood energy surged, his divine power was immense, and the might of the universe surged endlessly.

They split the Yin-Yang River, forcing back the Black Moon.

Wu Yue's face darkened, and his killing intent surged.

(End of this chapter)