NOVPUBWhen the Evil God’s massive silhouette loomed over everyone present, his claws descended directly.
With a "boom," the hall where everyone was located completely collapsed.
It was only when the hall collapsed that Xu Zimei could see clearly the place where the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan resided.
It was a space of utter darkness, devoid of any light.
Darkness, silence, loneliness, coldness.
These were the only words Xu Zimei could think of to characterize this space.
The creatures living here would be forever doomed to a solitary darkness.
Until the moment of their death.
"Is this the Exile Lands?" Xu Zimei surveyed his surroundings.
The stronghold of the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan was not within the Ancient Realm.
The Ancient Realm was merely a cage where they bred their food, while they controlled everything from outside the cage.
But sadly, in fact, they themselves existed within another cage—the Exile Lands.
They too were like birds trapped in a cage.
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"As you see, there is no life, no light, no Spiritual Energy here.
Beings that reside in the Exile Lands only have solitary death in the cold darkness left."
The Evil God said indifferently, "And we have lived here for generations, enduring endless torment and torture."
Hearing the Evil God’s words, Bai Meng frowned slightly.
In this world, he could not sense any Taoist Charm.
It was as if his path had been blocked by something.
"Don’t bother trying; the Exile Lands is a place abandoned by the Heavenly Dao."
The Evil God said with a sneer, "Here, even a Great Emperor cannot feel any Taoist Charm."
Xu Zimei narrowed his eyes at the Evil God and said, "This is also the reason you can contend with the Blood Nether Emperor!"
The strength of the Great Emperor lies in the distinct nature of the Immortal Path.
If Taoist Charm cannot be used, then the Great Emperor is no different from a common Stepping into Immortality strong being.
The Exile Lands precisely diminish the difference between the two in the Immortal Path to almost nothing.
"I admit that your force is somewhat beyond my expectation," said the Evil God indifferently.
"But as long as we do not leave these Exile Lands, what can you do to me?
When we, the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan, have accumulated enough strength and leave these Exile Lands,
we will ensure that this world pays for its injustice with a storm of wind and blood."
Xu Zimei eyed Bai Meng, who was beside him.
"My lord, I will take care of him," Bai Meng hurriedly nodded.
All around him, Demonic Qi entwined, enveloping the entire world.
Merging with the dark space in which they stood.
Countless ferocious faces roared within the darkness.
Seeing this scene, the Evil God snorted coldly, surprised, "It seems you’re no mild character either!"
The Evil God’s body was hundreds of meters tall, resembling a vast monster.
As its body grew larger and larger, the skin stretched tight over it, making it look even more like skeletal remains.
The claws were tens of meters long, especially the two fangs in its mouth, which seemed sharp enough to pierce through anything.
As Bai Meng swung his right hand, the countless ferocious faces in midair all roared and charged down.
The ferocious faces passed through the layers of the void, swallowing endless Demonic Qi, as if meteors were falling, apocalyptic.
The Evil God, not to be outdone, opened its gaping maw and let out a heaven-piercing roar.
Demonic aura filled the air around it, its body surface covered with a layer of dark gray luminescence.
It blocked all the ferocious faces.
Then, with a swipe of its massive paw, it struck down at the position where Bai Meng stood.
Bai Meng snorted coldly, his fist also punching through the Endless Void, carrying roaring Demonic Qi back in retaliation.
At this moment, it wasn’t just a battle between Bai Meng and the Evil God.
The nine Evil Generals and the ten Stepping into Immortality strong beings brought by Xu Zimei were also fighting.
Some were engaged in single combat, while others were entangled in chaos.
The entire world was constantly collapsing and restoring, repeating the process.
"Rumble," the sound of explosions echoed all around, unable to subside for a long time.
This battle seemed as if it was going to bring down the entire firmament.
Spatial turbulence surged, and the mad wind and torrential rain were like shocking waves.
Fortunately, this was the Exile Lands, which made it difficult to cause any large-scale damage.
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Xu Zimei stepped forward to the throne at the head of the room.
He crushed the throne before him with his foot.
Then, he narrowed his eyes and closed them in contemplation.
"You cannot defeat me here," the Evil God shouted at Bai Meng.
"Why don’t you all stop? To continue fighting like this is meaningless."
"Ants will always do only what ants do, viewing the world through the eyes of an ant,"
Bai Meng said indifferently.
He took a deep breath, and at that moment, an unusual aura emanated from within him.
This aura was like a waterfall plunging three thousand feet straight down, cascading toward the Nine Skies, resolute and unstoppable.
It is widely known that there are twelve Vein Gates within the human body.
Breaking through the twelve Vein Gates could transcend the limits of the species, gaining an unimaginable lifespan and potential.
Even reaching the Other Shore of the firmament.
This is legend, heard by all, yet never truly witnessed.
The Great Emperor is the pinnacle of this world.
But whether Entering the Taoism or Stepping into Immortality,
they are merely beings who have opened nine Vein Gates.
"Lun Quan, Xuan Gu, Zhao Yingfeng.
Kun Hai, Illusion Blood, Muhuansong.
Lin Que, Cheng An, Shen Poxu."
These are the names of the first nine Vein Gates, but few in the Yuan Central Continent know of the existence of the tenth Vein Gate.
"Bi Yuan!"
At that moment when Bai Meng forcefully opened the tenth Vein Gate, thunder roared and the wind and rain wavered.
Endless Spiritual Energy burst through the layers of Spatial Walls, converging in this Exile Land.
A dazzling golden light flickered in all worlds.
This golden light seemed to contain an unimaginable great terror.
The Evil God was certain, this was a scene he would never forget in his lifetime.
The golden light shot straight into the Nine Skies, echoing mightily above, as if everything in the world was no more than fleeting, just like a sea change over the ages.
The Evil God didn’t even have time to react before he felt an irresistible force descending from the firmament.
The next moment, his vision blurred.
When his sight restored the next instant, he found himself in the skies above the Ancient Realm.
Moreover, the Spatial Walls all around had already been sealed, preventing him from escaping.
Not just him, but the nine Evil Generals he called his own had also been completely suppressed.
He looked at the man before him.
Bai Meng, with his blood-colored robe, fluttered in the wind. His towering figure stood respectfully before Xu Zimei.
He looked at Bai Meng, the tenth Vein Gate.
His body trembled slightly, perhaps with fear and excitement.
This was the realm he had once found insurmountable yet longed for in his life.
An existence that transcended the Great Emperor.
A true Eternal powerhouse.
At this moment, this man stood before him, plain and unremarkable.
As if for him, this was nothing more than an ordinary affair.
He looked again at Xu Zimei, failing to understand why a being of this level would be so deferent to him.
