Deathly silence!
An unprecedented deathly silence!
Outside the Purgatory Forbidden Ground.
All the Disaster Clan beings who had come to observe had their expressions frozen!
Although Wuluo was not a peerless Prodigy like Blood Bodhi, Xing Ming, or Evil Shadow.
He was still a One-Tribulation Quasi-Emperor, with extraordinary strength.
Yet, he was impaled to the mountain by this white-haired Young man with a single spear.
To suppress a Quasi-Emperor with one move, what kind of strength was that?
And most importantly, they saw it.
When the white-haired Young man made his move, boundless Chaos Qi permeated, collapsing the Void Realm, making the entire universe tremble uncontrollably, as if countless stars were about to fall!
"Chaos Qi, could it be…"
Some Disaster Clan Cultivators seemed to have thought of something, their teeth chattering.
Could this white-haired Young man be that legendary Physique?
However, before anyone could speculate further.
On the distant mountainside.
Wuluo struggled, trying to pull out the black long spear from his chest.
But he found that he couldn't pull it out at all, as if there was some Law restricting it.
He couldn't help but roar, "You're crazy! If you really dare to kill me, aren't you afraid of provoking conflict between our clan lineages!?"
He had only questioned and probed a little.
Yet, he was met with such a calamity.
What shocked him most was that.
He was, after all, a One-Tribulation Quasi-Emperor, not some ant.
But in front of this white-haired Young man, he had no power to resist, no different from an ant.
Just how strong was he?
However, facing Wuluo's roar.
The white-haired Young man merely said indifferently.
"The Disaster Clan, having me is enough."
With that, the white-haired Young man raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Instantly!
Black flames ignited from the long spear.
Those black flames were very strange; they weren't hot, but rather extremely cold!
Wuluo felt that his Physical Body, and even his Primordial Spirit, seemed to be frozen by these black flames, turning into dust!
"This… these flames are…"
Wuluo was first stunned, then his body struggled violently, roaring, "Stop!"
No one responded.
"Luojia, save me!"
Wuluo looked at Luojia, pleading for help.
However, Luojia's beautiful face was also extremely pale at this moment, devoid of color.
She glanced out of the corner of her eye at the man with the white bone mask and flowing white hair.
Although he didn't deliberately emit any aura, there seemed to be a terrifying pressure that awed people.
This made Luojia's delicate body unable to move, without even the courage to rescue Wuluo!
And in this situation.
The black flames engulfed Wuluo.
His Physical Body, along with his Primordial Spirit, was directly frozen by the black flames, like ice, finally turning into dust and scattering on the ground.
A One-Tribulation Quasi-Emperor had fallen!
Seeing this, the white-haired Young man raised his hand and grabbed into the Void Realm!
The black long spear immediately vibrated, hung upside down in the sky, and vanished into the white-haired Young man's hand.
At this moment, the entire scene was silent as cicadas in winter.
Killing a One-Tribulation Quasi-Emperor was like crushing an ant.
"Those flames, could they be, Nethergod Flame…" Saintess Xiye's eyes were also somewhat lost.
Nethergod Flame, only that kind of Physique possesses it, right?
But this white-haired Young man, when he previously attacked, was also accompanied by Chaos Qi.
So what exactly is he…
At this moment, let alone people from other clan lineages.
Even the clansmen of the Night Lineage couldn't understand.
When did their clan lineage have such a Prodigy?
"Could he be the Eternal Night Calamity Emperor's secretly hidden illegitimate son?" Some people couldn't help but suspect.
Otherwise, how to explain the white-haired Young man's Heaven-Defying strength?
The white-haired Young man's gaze fell on Luojia.
"Do you also need a reason?"
Upon hearing this, Luojia immediately went limp, her legs giving out, collapsing to the ground.
"No… no, no need…"
The white-haired Young man nodded faintly.
At this time, Saintess Xiye, with trepidation, stepped forward and bowed slightly to the white-haired Young man.
"May I know your esteemed name, sir?"
As soon as these words came out, all the Disaster Clan Cultivators present pricked up their ears to listen.
Because they knew that in the future, this name would definitely resound throughout the Disaster Clan, the No Mans Land, the Three Emperors Barrier, and even the entire Boundary Sea!
"Me?"
The white-haired Young man paused, then said.
"Night Junlin!"
As the three words fell, the universe trembled!
Everyone's pupils trembled.
King of the Night, ruling the world, what a domineering title!
However, judging by Night Junlin's performance, it did seem to match this domineering aura.
"Lord Junlin…"
A flicker of unusual brilliance also flashed in Saintess Xiye's eyes.
In the Boundary Sea, the strong are respected, and the Law of the jungle is believed.
And the Black Calamity Race in the No Mans Land pushed this Law to its extreme.
As long as one is strong enough, they will be revered and stand at the Peak of all beings.
And Night Junlin was undoubtedly such an existence.
His appearance would also inject new vitality into the declining Night Lineage.
"You are…"
Night Junlin looked at Saintess Xiye.
Saintess Xiye hurriedly said, "This humble one is Saintess Xiye of the Night Lineage."
"Mm." Night Junlin nodded slightly, then said.
"Lead the way."
"Sir, where to?" Saintess Xiye was slightly startled.
From beneath Night Junlin's white bone mask came a faint voice.
"The battlefield."
Saintess Xiye's expression hardened.
Night Junlin had just emerged from Purgatory, and without any pause, he was going to the battlefield near the Three Emperors Barrier?
However, Saintess Xiye didn't say much, simply nodded, and led Night Junlin away.
And the remaining people present all felt a cold sweat down their backs.
As for Luojia, she was even more collapsed on the ground, her legs weak, unable to stand.
"Too terrifying…"
Luojia's lips were completely devoid of color.
Chaos Qi, and those black flames.
What kind of existence was he?
"Will Brother Xing Ming be his opponent?"
Luojia's eyes were lifeless, as if she had lost her Soul.
…
Between the No Mans Land and the Boundary Sea, there is the Three Emperors Barrier separating them.
And in the front line of the Three Emperors Barrier and within the No Mans Land, there are four vast areas.
These are also the areas where the Town Boundary Army of the Three Emperors Barrier and the Black Calamity Race clash most frequently.
They are known as the Four Great Battlefields.
The Four Great Battlefields are the most concentrated areas of combat between the two factions.
Different battlefields also have different strength Ranks.
Cultivators whose Realm strength is insufficient, entering a higher-Rank battlefield, would merely be seeking death.
And at this moment, in Youxin Battlefield, one of the Four Great Battlefields.
Youxin Battlefield, located in the White Mist Zone, is the front line of conflict between the Town Boundary Army of the Three Emperors Barrier and the Black Calamity Race, with constant friction year-round.
Especially after the Black Calamity Race's movements became increasingly frequent, battles erupt in Youxin Battlefield at every moment.
And some Prodigies and Prodigies from various Immortal Forces in the Boundary Sea who come to the Three Emperors Barrier for experience also choose Youxin Battlefield as their trial ground.
In a certain area of Youxin Battlefield.
Several streaks of light flashed across the Void Realm.
Those were the Prodigies from the Boundary Sea's side.
There were about a dozen of them, each outstanding and with extraordinary auras.
Among them was a Young man dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, with a Buddhist halo surrounding his head.
His name was Xuantuo, and he came from the Great Thousand Temple, one of the Three Teachings.
He was a Forbidden-Breaking Paragon of the Great Thousand Temple, and his fame was not much inferior to Vatican Green Lamp, the current Lord Token Holder of the Great Thousand Temple.
At this moment, another man dressed in feather robes smiled slightly and said.
"We have already slain two beings on the black calamity bounty list. Although their rankings are not high, we can still earn considerable battle merits."
This feather-robed man was also a Forbidden-Breaking Paragon, from an Immortal Force.
"That's right, with Prodigy Xuantuo and Young Master Liyuan, two Forbidden-Breaking Paragons, such a task is effortlessly easy, isn't it?"
The other Prodigies also smiled faintly, their expressions composed.
Although they were not Forbidden-Breaking Paragons, they were only a step away from being one.
It could be said that this was an extremely strong team; even if they encountered a Quasi-Emperor-Rank individual, they could retreat calmly.
However, just then.
Thump, thump, thump…
Suddenly, footsteps sounded.
Prodigy Xuantuo and Young Master Liyuan looked into the distance, their brows furrowing slightly.