Battle Through the Heavens: Starting with Cao Ying as an apprentice

"Once I dissipate, this Void Thunder Pool will be entirely yours. The thunderous essence contained within is enough to support you to move forward a little further; you should make good use of it."

Su Baichen remained silent for a moment, then suddenly knelt down solemnly, his forehead touching the ground: "Thank you, Master!"

"Master...?"

The phantom of the Thunder Emperor paused noticeably, and the light and shadow that was about to dissipate stabilized for a moment.

Immediately, a hearty laugh erupted from the void: "Hahaha! Good! Good! What a fine disciple! My ten thousand years of waiting have not been in vain!"

As the laughter subsided, the illusory figure of the Thunder Emperor completely transformed into starlight, dissipating into the world, leaving only a sigh of contentment echoing in the air:

"I am no longer alone on this path..."

Su Baichen slowly stood up, gazing at the empty Thunder Pool with a resolute look in his eyes.

Chapter 417 The Allied Forces Are Trapped!

Above the Soul Realm, the sky shattered, and blood clouds surged like a sea.

This was once the territory of the Soul Clan, one of the eight ancient clans, but now it has become a battlefield of Asura.

The three super powers—the Ancient Clan, the Flame Clan, and the Medicine Clan—have poured all their resources into a life-or-death battle against the main force of the Soul Clan.

Spatial rifts were as numerous as a spider web, and each energy collision caused the heavens and earth to tremble violently. Terrifying battle qi storms flattened the mountain ranges that stretched for thousands of miles below.

On the battlefield, the allied forces of the three races and the Soul Clan army were locked in fierce combat.

Blood rained down, severed limbs flew everywhere, and shrill screams and angry shouts mingled together.

"Elder, news of the clan leader has arrived!"

A Soul Clan Battle Saint, covered in blood, suddenly broke through the air and arrived. His voice was urgent and excited, and it was particularly clear amidst the deafening sounds of battle.

The Great Elder of the Soul Clan stood in the void, his black robes fluttering in the wind.

He coldly looked down at the three-race allied forces fighting desperately below, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, as if these powerful warriors fighting so hard were nothing more than ants.

"explain."

The elder's voice was calm and even, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The Soul Clan Battle Saint knelt on one knee, respectfully and urgently saying, "The Clan Chief has given the order—it's time to use 'that thing'!"

Upon hearing this, the elder's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light.

He slowly turned around, bowed deeply towards the depths of the void, and said in a low, solemn voice, "I thank the four elders for their assistance."

As soon as he finished speaking, ripples spread across the void like the surface of water.

Four figures silently stepped out of the void and appeared in the sky above the battlefield.

In an instant, the entire Soul Realm seemed to be gripped by an invisible giant hand.

An indescribable aura of terror swept down, freezing the air and silencing the world.

The expressions of countless powerful figures in the three-race allied forces changed drastically. Their battle qi became extremely stagnant at this moment, and some even collapsed in mid-air, unable to even stand up.

Flames surged around Yan Jin, the patriarch of the Yan Clan, in an attempt to dispel the suffocating aura of death, but the tremor in his voice was impossible to conceal: "This is impossible... those four were clearly dead long ago, how could they possibly reappear?!"

"Those are... the four elders of the Soul Clan! Soul Yuantian and the others!"

Gu Lie, the Black Annihilation King of the Ancient Clan, suddenly narrowed his eyes and cried out in alarm.

He stared intently at the four emaciated, skeletal figures, his face filled with disbelief.

"Weren't they already dead at Xiao Xuan's hands? Could it be that Xiao Xuan... made a mistake back then?!"

Only Yao Dan, the patriarch of the Medicine Clan, had an unusually solemn expression.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his vast soul power swept towards the four figures like an invisible tide. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "No... they have indeed died once."

Yao Dan's voice carried a barely perceptible hint of fear: "But they no longer have any life force on them."

"This isn't resurrection... This is the Soul Emperor using some forbidden secret technique to refine them into 'living dead'!"

"Hahahaha! As expected of Yao Dan, the number one alchemist of the Medicine Clan, your eyesight is truly extraordinary!" Hun Shengtian threw his head back and laughed wildly, his laughter sharp and piercing, like metal scraping against metal.

"They figured out our situation so quickly!"

Hun Yao's lips curled into an eerie smile, revealing gleaming white teeth: "That's right, we are indeed souls who have crawled back from hell! Today, we will send you down to reunite!"

Hun Yuantian's face was as cold and stern. He didn't participate in the two's banter, but turned directly to the Great Elder of the Soul Clan, his voice hoarse and low: "How's the progress on the Clan Chief's side?"

The First Elder dared not delay and immediately bowed to report: "The Clan Chief has gathered all the fragments of the Tuoshe Ancient Jade and is currently on his way to the Ancient Emperor's Cave!"

"He ordered the four elders to remain behind and ensure the main force of the three-race allied army is contained, while all other Soul Clan members to immediately assemble elsewhere!"

Hun Yuantian nodded slightly and exchanged a glance with the other three elders.

Without a word, the four of them raised their hands at the same time, their fingers flying, forming complex and ancient hand seals!

"Everyone be careful! Retreat immediately!"

Yan Jin reacted extremely quickly, sensing the terrifying energy gathered in the hands of the four people, and immediately let out a deafening roar that resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

Upon receiving the order, the allied forces of the three races moved and retreated in unison.

Countless powerful individuals desperately burned their battle qi in an attempt to escape this dangerous area.

However, it was all too late.

"Too late," Hun Yuantian said calmly.

Four streams of dense, almost impenetrable black energy erupted from the palms of the four elders, soaring into the sky like four giant black dragons.

The black energy surged with the wind, transforming in the blink of an eye into four towering black gates, each ten thousand feet tall, exuding a chilling aura of decay. They guarded the four cardinal directions, completely sealing off the entire world!

The giant gate was covered with twisted and eerie ancient runes, each line seemingly silently proclaiming the coming of death.

The gate burst open with a roar, revealing an endless abyss of darkness, seemingly connected to the underworld.

The next instant, a terrifying devouring power erupted from inside the door!

"ah--!"

Screams rose and fell, shrill and piercing.

Those below the level of Dou Sheng—whether Dou Zun or Ban Sheng—had no chance to resist and were instantly pulled into the door by that irresistible suction force, leaving not even a trace of ash behind.

Even some of the lower-level Dou Sheng were pale as paper, struggling to maintain their strength by circulating their Dou Qi, yet they were still teetering on the brink of collapse, as if they would be pulled into that eternal abyss of darkness at any moment.

"Damn it! It's the Gate of Death!"

Yan Jin stared at the four colossal black gates that blotted out the sky and finally recognized the legendary forbidden object. His scalp tingled and he turned pale with horror.

"It's this damn thing..." Yao Dan's expression changed drastically, and his voice was filled with despair.

Gu Lie clenched his fists, his knuckles white, but he was at a loss: "What do we do now?!"

Faced with these four legendary gates of deathly silence, even the three top experts working together were at a loss.

Just then, Hun Yuantian raised a withered hand, energy gathering in his palm, intending to forcibly merge the four giant gates into one, forming the legendary "Death Realm," and rapidly devour it with the force of thunder, completely annihilating the three-race alliance in one fell swoop!

"No! Absolutely not!"

Upon seeing this, the Soul Clan's Grand Elder's expression changed drastically, and he quickly waved his hand to stop him.

"Um?"

Hun Yuantian's hand hovered in mid-air as he slowly turned his head, his lifeless eyes fixed on the Grand Elder.

The other three elders also turned their heads in unison, their four icy gazes fixed on the Grand Elder as if they were real, their killing intent almost tangible.

The elder's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and his back was completely soaked, but he forced himself to stand firm and quickly explained, "This is the clan leader's arrangement! It's the clan leader's brilliant plan!"

He swallowed hard and continued rapidly, "If we can kill all the allied forces of the three races now, especially annihilate the elite of the ancient race, then Gu Yuan will have no more worries!"

"An unfettered Gu Yuan will undoubtedly stop at nothing to relentlessly entangle the clan leader, ensuring he never has the chance to open the Ancient Emperor's Cave!"

"And as long as these people are still alive—even if they are just barely clinging to life—Gu Yuan will still try every means to rescue them!"

"He's afraid to act rashly because he's hesitant! The clan leader needs time and absolutely cannot be disturbed at this crucial moment!"

Chapter 418 The Reputation of the White Dust Realm!

After hearing this explanation, Hun Yuantian finally slowly lowered his hand that was suspended in mid-air.

The four elders exchanged a glance and withdrew their killing intent.

"Since this is the clan chief's wish, then proceed accordingly."

Hun Yuantian snorted coldly and activated the hand seal once more.

The Gate of Death, which was about to erupt completely, transformed into a giant cage, slowly rotating and continuously refining the three-race allied forces trapped within. It was not in a hurry, but only wanted to keep them firmly trapped here.

"You, go and support the clan leader immediately!" Hun Yuantian waved his sleeve, his voice as cold as iron.

"Yes, sir!"

The Great Elder of the Soul Clan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately led all the remaining elite Soul Clan members, transforming into countless streams of light, to swiftly retreat from the Soul Realm.

Almost simultaneously, a message swept through the entire Central Plains with astonishing speed, like a plague—

"The combined forces of the Ancient Clan, the Flame Clan, and the Medicine Clan have been trapped within the Gate of Deathly Silence by the Soul Clan using forbidden methods, and are in imminent danger!"

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Meanwhile, deep within the Flame Realm, in the Flame Clan's council hall.

The prodigies of various races who remained here were still waiting for good news from the front lines. However, the news that "the three-race allied forces were trapped in the Gate of Death" came like a bolt from the blue, instantly shattering everyone's hopes.

When the prodigies tried to contact their elders at the front lines using secret methods, they discovered that all soul connections were completely blocked by a strange layer of death energy, and panic spread like a plague.

Huo Xuan's face turned deathly pale. He staggered back a step and muttered, "How is this possible... My father, Clan Chief Yan Jin, as well as the Black Annihilation King and the Three Immortals of the Ancient Clan, and the Clan Chief Yao Dan of the Medicine Clan... those are several high-level Dou Sheng!"

Huo Zhi clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms and drawing blood, but she was completely unaware of it.

“That’s the Gate of Deathly Silence…a forbidden artifact left behind by the legendary Dou Di…” Her voice trembled.

Unlike the panic of the Yan Clan, the Yao Clan members, though their expressions were solemn, displayed an almost numb calmness.

The reason is simple: the Medicine Clan had already experienced a catastrophe that wiped them out. Having survived by sheer luck, they had developed an extremely strong "resilience" against such a blow that sent them plummeting from the heights to the depths.

Yao Tian, ​​the young patriarch of the Yao clan, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in his heart, and shouted in a deep voice, "Quiet down! What's the panic!"