sinovels Chapter 187 Rahu Descends from the Mountain
Chapter 187 Rahu Descends from the Mountain
Chapter 187 Rahu Descends from the Mountain
East of Buzhou Mountain, that once beautiful, vibrant, and expansive region has now been completely transformed into a blood-red inferno. Any words used to describe its devastation seem pale and powerless.
The once verdant mountains were leveled by the aftershocks of supernatural powers, or filled with bottomless ravines; the winding rivers were either blocked by corpses and dried up or diverted by the tsunamis stirred up by the dragons or the raging flames of the phoenixes, leaving only dark red riverbeds and a stench that filled the sky.
On the earth, corpses piled up like mountains, layer upon layer, almost obscuring the bare soil. There were colossal dragons, thousands of feet long, their scales shattered, their horns broken, staring unblinkingly at the blood-red sky.
A phoenix with its feathers withered and its divine fire completely extinguished, like a fallen star, smashed a huge crater into the ground.
Countless broken bodies of unicorns, beasts, aquatic creatures, and birds were mixed together, creating an apocalyptic scene.
The viscous blood pooled together, forming streams, rivers, and eventually vast, dark red swamps that stretched as far as the eye could see, emitting a nauseating stench.
The once allied forces of the three races and their affiliated races, which once covered the sky, are now reduced to less than one-tenth of their former strength!
The remaining dragons lingered on several high ridges or in deep pools, scarred and wounded, their roars filled with weariness and sorrow.
The phoenixes lingered scattered on a few charred logs or rocks that had not been completely burned. Their feathers were dull, and their eyes had lost their former arrogance, leaving only the bewilderment and sorrow of surviving a catastrophe.
The Qilin clan and its beast allies, clinging to their broken lines and using the corpses of giant beasts as cover, gasped for breath, licking their wounds, their numbers dwindling to a alarming degree.
The fervor of war and the blinding influence of calamity seemed to have reached a critical point in the face of such heavy casualties.
At the very center of the battlefield, at the highest point of the sky.
Three figures, each radiating the terrifying pressure of a late-stage Primordial Golden Immortal, stood facing each other in a triangular formation.
They were surrounded by phantom images formed from their clan's fortune, but those phantom images appeared extremely dim at the moment, and even showed signs of dissipation.
The Ancestral Dragon had a human body and a dragon head. His original black dragon robe was badly damaged, and a trace of golden dragon blood hung from the corner of his mouth. Although his imperial dragon aura was still powerful, it was tinged with a lingering weariness and ferocity.
He held a royal sword formed from the essence of water in his hand, its blade pointing towards the opposite side.
Yuan Feng's exquisite face was stained with blood and soot, her seven-colored feathered robe was charred and torn in many places, and the Nirvana Divine Fire flickered around her, clearly indicating that she had consumed a great deal of energy. In her hand she held a feather that burned with eternal fire, her gaze as cold as frost.
The Qilin's honest face was filled with grief and ruthlessness. His apricot-yellow Taoist robe was torn, and there were many deep wounds on his body that revealed the bone. Although the essence of the Earth element was still strong, it could not hide the weakness caused by the damage to its origin.
He stood on auspicious clouds, holding in his hands a Qilin seal that radiated benevolence but was covered in cracks.
In the battle group slightly below the three races' emperors, Zhulong was being restrained by the combined forces of several remaining elders of the Phoenix Clan, all of whom were at the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm or the early stage of the Quasi-Saint realm, as well as several of the strongest War Venerables of the Qilin Clan.
Although Zhulong was powerful and possessed profound knowledge of the Dao of Time, he was unable to break free from the opponent's reckless and desperate fighting style and was caught in a stalemate.
The entire battlefield fell into a bizarre stalemate, a state that had evolved from extreme madness.
Both sides suffered heavy losses and were at their last gasp. They knew that if they continued fighting, they would likely perish together, but the accumulated hatred and the dignity of the emperors prevented them from being the first to back down.
The intense, overwhelming aura of destruction, like the thickest glue, solidified this battlefield on the verge of annihilation.
However, at the very peak of this stalemate, a sudden change occurred!
"Buzz—!!"
An indescribable, cold, deathly still, terrifying aura containing the ultimate will to destroy, like a sleeping behemoth awakening, suddenly rose into the sky from the west!
This aura was so powerful and so evil that it instantly overwhelmed all the killing intent and resentment on the battlefield, and clearly spread throughout the entire prehistoric world!
Immediately afterward, to the horrified gazes of Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin, a pitch-black demonic shadow, seemingly capable of devouring all light, appeared.
Like a ghost, it stepped down from the western horizon, its speed exceeding the boundaries of time and space, appearing directly above this blood-red battlefield!
The visitor was none other than Luo Zhu!
He was enveloped in surging, pitch-black demonic flames, his face blurred, with only a pair of scarlet eyes, like two blood moons, looking down at the mountains of corpses and seas of blood below, his eyes filled with pleasure, greed, and a kind of superior mockery.
He held no weapon in his hand, but the terrifying sword intent behind him, which made even the Golden Immortal of the Western Dao tremble with fear, pierced the sky as if it were a tangible thing!
"Hahaha!! Well done! Wonderful!" Luo Na's hoarse, maniacal laughter echoed between heaven and earth, filled with ecstasy. "Dragons, phoenixes, qilin? Primordial protagonists? They were nothing but pitiful sacrifices paving the way for my Great Dao!"
With his appearance, an extremely strange phenomenon occurred—the originally dense and impenetrable aura of calamity that permeated the world.
It was as if it had encountered its nemesis, or rather, it was being restrained and devoured by some more powerful force, and began to decrease at a visible rate!
This was not a good omen of the calamity receding, but rather all the malevolent energy, resentment, and death energy seemed to be summoned by a supreme being, frantically converging towards Luo and becoming part of his power!
What left the surviving members of the three races even more bewildered and terrified was that as the mind-blinding aura of calamity rapidly dissipated, an unprecedented sense of clarity, like ice water poured over their heads, instantly surged into their hearts!
The frenzy of the battle quickly subsided. Looking at the hellish scene before them, and the mountains of corpses of their own kind piled up around them, boundless regret, pain, lingering fear, and a sense of being fooled overwhelmed them like a tidal wave.
"What—what exactly did we do?"
"Why—why did it turn out like this?"
"Who—who is plotting against us?!"
Countless surviving dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, and members of their affiliated groups let out desperate and painful roars and questions.
They couldn't understand why the three races had come to this point, almost to the point of mutual destruction.
The three emperors in the sky felt it most deeply!
As the calamity receded and the mind cleared, the previously obscured heavenly secrets and cause and effect became crystal clear!
Almost simultaneously, they fixed their gazes on Luo, who was radiating overwhelming demonic energy in the sky above!
"It's you!!" The Ancestral Dragon roared, filled with boundless rage and resentment. "It was you, you demon, who secretly stirred up trouble, aroused evil energy, and blinded our minds!!"
Yuan Feng's phoenix eyes blazed with fury, her voice icy cold: "What a scheme! What a shrewd way of profiting from chaos! Our three races fought each other, and countless lives were lost, yet all of it has become food for your demonic path!"