Grasping the Evil-Chapter 946: Clash

"With my Yin Mo Order, Ninefold Celestial Towers, seal!"

Yin Mo’s divine sense blocked the path of hundreds of Masters, as a blood-red ’seal’ character suddenly appeared in his sunken left eye. Instantly, an unimaginable forbidden force surged from Yin Mo, sweeping madly over the entire ninth layer.

Hundreds of rushing Masters had a blood-red ’seal’ character mysteriously appear on their foreheads at this moment, each falling back to the ground, unable to rise again, their expressions drastically changing.

Even Ao Xuan and Liuhe, such Immortal Venerable elders, were startled and gazed at Yin Mo in horror.

Who is this person! In a flip of his hand, he can create such terrifying forbidden force, such means are unheard of!

"Has today’s Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator grown so weak? Before my divine sense, they can’t even stand suspended in the air."

Yin Mo shook his head slightly and lifted his withered hand, grabbing forward.

The power of this grab seemed able to seize the soul of heaven and earth, crushing it into dust. In a flash, over a dozen Shedding Void and Fragmented Thought Elders had their physical bodies directly collapse into blood mist, which Yin Mo inhaled, swallowing them entirely, including their Spirits and Demon Souls, unable to escape.

Devouring some cultivators, Yin Mo’s divine sense aura visibly strengthened.

"The flesh and blood of Dreamland Realm cultivators tastes terrible." Yin Mo said coldly.

The assembly of Masters had a new wave of coldness in their hearts. This person can easily kill over a dozen Shedding Void and Fragmented Thought Elders with a wave of his hand; not even an Immortal King could accomplish such ease.

Who is this person? Could he be an Immortal King!

Why has he appeared, why is he killing, perhaps... he’s also come for the Ancient Passage...

Ao Xuan secretly activated the innate power of the Brahmic Demon Mace, first shattering the blood characters from his forehead, breaking the forbidden force on his body.

While contemplating Yin Mo’s intention, a sudden cold shiver ran through him, and he looked up to meet Yin Mo’s icy gaze.

For some reason, Ao Xuan saw a trace of hatred in Yin Mo’s eyes. He didn’t know this person; why is there hatred...

In the next instant, Yin Mo directly raised his palm and pressed a five-finger hand seal toward Ao Xuan’s direction across the air.

"Descendant of Ancestor Dragon Zhuli, let me see how much capacity you have!"

That seemingly ordinary withered palm, in Ao Xuan’s eyes, was like a five-fingered mountain, evoking a sense of invincibility.

Ao Xuan seemed to see an illusion, as if he saw this palm... covering the sky, enveloping the Dao, severing the mountains and seas, trapping the sun, moon, and stars, overturning ancient and modern times...

He saw under this withered palm, burying the souls of countless strong ones, many of whom were far more powerful than himself!

Impossible! Who is this person! He must have killed many strong Masters; he must have killed Immortal Emperors, Quasi-Saints... his hands bear countless Dead Souls!

Ao Xuan’s body was uncontrollably trembling, his spirit sense terrified before even engaging!

No, must not fear! I possess an Innate Treasure; I may not be defeated by this person!

Ao Xuan roared, his demon body transformed to the height of Qi Tian, wielding the Brahmic Demon Mace, striking towards Yin Mo’s hand seal with full force.

This mace strike carried world-destroying power!

He firmly believed that even if he couldn’t defeat Yin Mo, he wouldn’t be defeated in one move. Yet the reality was far beyond his expectations.

The hand seal swept downward, and where it passed, the sky bizarrely petrified.

A moment later, the hand seal pressed onto the Brahmic Demon Mace, and, in an instant, gray spread over the mace, petrifying it, losing all its might. With a booming sound, it shattered into countless fragments, falling from the sky.

The hand seal continued downward, pressing onto Ao Xuan’s Tian Ling; Ao Xuan’s physical body immediately petrified, followed by his body beginning to shatter from Tian Ling, collapsing into numerous massive stones.

Ao Xuan, an Immortal Venerable carrying an Innate Treasure, couldn’t withstand Yin Mo’s divine sense’s hand seal!

In one strike, treasure destroyed, life lost!

"Fortunately! Had I not escaped with my Demon Soul at the last moment, I would have been dead!"

The dust dissipated, revealing Ao Xuan’s Demon Soul before the crowd, filled with deep terror.

Few Immortal Emperors could shatter an Innate Treasure; the solidity of Innate Treasures is world-renowned, yet Yin Mo shattered it in a single strike.

This person is too strong; like Zhao Jian, he is absolutely unbeatable!

Damn it! The Ancient Passage was so close; why did such a calamitous star appear here, killing everywhere!

"Indeed. To preserve life against my divine sense with mere Immortal Venerable cultivation is worthy of staying alive as my living sacrifice."

Yin Mo’s left eye shot a gray beam, hitting Ao Xuan’s Demon Soul’s forehead. Ao Xuan screamed but vanished, taken somewhere unknown by Yin Mo.

"You... you’re the Ninth Generation Savage God!" several Fan Clan’s Barbarian Ancestors finally recognized Yin Mo, their emotions fluctuating unsettlingly.

Weren’t the reports saying the Ninth Generation Savage God was suppressed at the top of Tianque, unable to escape? Why did he appear, and why is he massacring here!

"You are also Fan Clan’s Barbarian Ancestors, then stay."

Without allowing the ancestors to speak, Yin Mo directly used Punishment Mountain’s power, forcibly taking the three ancestors, unable to resist with Punishment Mountain’s power present.

In mere breaths, only Liuhe remained among Immortal Venerable level masters, the remaining human and demon cultivators were around eight to ninety.

Yin Mo had no plans to waste time, his form flickered, directly entering the crowd, commencing slaughter.

Most cultivators were directly killed, their flesh and blood devoured. Some Yin Mo spared, collecting them for later use.

The more blood he devoured, the stronger Yin Mo’s divine sense aura grew, ever more invincible to Liuhe.

Now, Liuhe and the remaining cultivators were no longer keen on fighting for the Ancient Passage, they prioritized survival.

"Retreat from this place immediately!"

Liuhe Immortal Venerable spit a mouthful of essence blood, forcibly breaking the blood character on their foreheads, sweeping his sleeve to flee with many human cultivators to the eighth layer.

The demon cultivators were not so fortunate; without an Immortal Venerable to protect them, they became the first target for Yin Mo’s slaughter.

"Descendants of Ancestor Dragon Zhuli... of formidable hybrid demons Chi Cang... of the Great Demon Xuantu..."

The more Yin Mo slaughtered the demon cultivators there, the colder his eyes became. When he betrayed Zi Dou Immortal Domain, he was pursued by countless Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators, including many ancient great demons.

Today’s demons entering the Ninefold Celestial Towers included many descendants of those great demons, all deserved to die!

Quickly, except for a few captured demon cultivators kept as living sacrifices, the vast majority were directly eaten by him.

By this time, Liuhe Immortal Venerable had led the remaining humans into the eighth layer, causing Yin Mo to squint his eyes, his form flickering, disappearing from the ninth layer and appearing in the eighth, blocking Liuhe and the others.

"Hmph, today’s Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator lacks even the courage for a life-and-death battle! I use eyes as mountains..."

Yin Mo’s right eye shot a gray beam, creating an anomaly of nine mountain shadows, all are gray stone mountains.

"Use killing as sea..."

Below the nine mountains arose an ocean of eightfold slaughter, bloodthirsty and soaring, formed by Yin Mo’s lifetime killings.

"Use soul as tree..."

A thousand-zhang stone vine tree grew at the center of the slaughter sea, harboring a gray eye, akin to Yin Mo’s left eye. Within the eye, twelve crescent moons rotated weirdly, emitting boundless illusionary power.

All human cultivators, including Liuhe, lost their minds at this moment, showing bewilderment, as if caught in illusions.

"With illusion as a prison palace!"

The entire eighth layer, space constantly shattered, countless stone vine trees grew directly from void cracks, binding every human cultivator tightly.

The vines seemed to have poisonous thorns, trapping a cultivator, immediately inducing a true coma.

Many vines eerily squirmed, devouring the flesh and blood of many cultivators, leaving only empty skins...

After a long time... the entire eighth layer was deathly silent; whether those had escaped to the eighth or had yet to ascend to the ninth, all were bound on the stone tree, becoming its nourishment.

"Today’s Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator is truly weak... killing these people is too boring."

Yin Mo’s left eye flashed gray light, and the thousand-zhang stone tree vanished; numerous empty skins fell from the sky.

However, those cultivators not killed by the stone tree, like Liuhe, were kept alive by Yin Mo, for other purposes.

Yin Mo sensed around; the entire Ninefold Celestial Towers’ cultivators should have been dealt with.

The next matters are not for the Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators outside the Barbarian Wilderness to witness!

After escaping, he would go outside and kill all those Immortal Emperors from the Land of Dreams. Those people should give him a slight sense of revenge!

Humph!

Yin Mo turned and headed back to the ninth layer. Before leaving, he suddenly turned back, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through countless realms, and let out a cold snort.

With that snort, the skin projection of Huax Yao outside exploded with a bang, scattering on the ground.

The stele created by Meng Xuanzi also collapsed with a roar at this moment, completely destroyed!

The sound of that cold snort also crossed the barrier of the Barbarian Wilderness Ancient Domain, directly reaching the ears of every Immortal Emperor, exploding like heavenly thunder.

That voice carried all of Yin Mo’s lifetime of slaughter. Some Immortal Emperors with weaker cultivations were shocked by that voice, and their divine sense was immediately wounded.

Even figures like the Tongtian Ancient Emperor and the True Dragon Clan Chief, quasi-saint level characters, were shaken by Yin Mo’s snort, causing their blood and energy to surge.

"Who is this person! Within the four heavens and nine worlds (Demon Spirit Land), this person is almost invincible. How could such a powerful figure appear in the Ninefold Celestial Towers!" Hundreds of Immortal Emperors from both clans simultaneously showed expressions of shock.

More and more changes were occurring in the Ninefold Celestial Towers, and unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a fierce star like this emerged.

With his own power, he exterminated the cultivators from both clans competing for the passage; with just a voice across realms, he directly injured hundreds of powerful Immortal Emperors.

Is this person here to compete for the Ancient Passage...

This is troublesome, with this person here... I’m afraid it won’t be easy to seize the Ancient Passage...

...

Yin Mo’s figure flickered as he returned to the top layer of the stone forest on the ninth layer. The seven ancestors still stood in the stone forest and had not escaped.

It’s not that they didn’t want to run, but because their bodies, under the illumination of the gray moon here, were completely petrified, standing like statues, unable to move.

With a wave of Yin Mo’s large hand, the empty stone forest now had some additional statues.

Among them were the statues of Ao Xuan, Liuhe, the first generation, second ancestor, and fourth ancestor of the Fan Family, and a dozen or so other statues, all of whom were people Yin Mo had captured alive.

Their expressions showed varying degrees of terror, and within their statues, there was still a faint trace of life not yet dissipated.

"Twelve more hours till the fullness and wane calamity... Right eye, I look forward to this time, reuniting with you!"

Yin Mo’s spirit stepped into his statue, causing the spirit to merge back into the statue.

Time slowly passed, and three hours later, the gray moon in the sky of the ninth layer suddenly began to change.

The gray moon, originally a full moon, began to appear like the scene of a heavenly dog devouring the moon as time went on.

Six hours later, the gray moon was reduced to a half-crescent.

Nine hours later, the gray moon was only left with a halo-like outline.

Twelve hours later, the gray moon completely disappeared, and without the moonlight’s illumination, the entire ninth layer was plunged into darkness.

Only at the center of the stone forest, the ancient stone door gradually started to emit a strange light.

That stone door was the Ancient Passage painstakingly schemed by the Immortal Emperors of the two clans, connecting the Dreamland Realm and the Three Great Realms.

The light on the stone door grew increasingly intense, and gradually, lines of ancient texts appeared on it.

They couldn’t be seen clearly. Few cultivators of the second step could clearly decipher those texts.

The brighter the text glowed, the weaker the aura of the Yin Mo statue became, as if all his cultivations, his everything, was sacrificed to the stone door, becoming the energy source to light up the stone door’s inscriptions.

Fullness and wane... Fullness and wane... the weakest moment has finally arrived.

"The time has come... this moment is the weakest of my spirit, right eye, I know you have arrived, come out!"

The Yin Mo statue suddenly let out an ancient roar, and for some reason, that roar was able to trigger the Immortal Dao Principle, forming divine skills, causing fierce winds in the world.

The space was shocked by that roar, unraveling like silk, turning into countless chaotic threads, separating from each other.

A muffled grunt was heard as the Eye Orb Monster, full of overwhelming hatred, fell from the spatial rift, glaring at the Yin Mo statue.

"You still dare to use Immortal Elder Brother’s divine skills! Truly shameless!"

"Right eye, after all these years, you still don’t understand. It’s not that I betrayed the Zi Dou Immortal Domain, but rather Immortal betrayed the Dust Realm. We were originally cultivators of the Dust Realm, belonging to the Barbarian Clan. It’s only right for me to return to the Barbarian Clan and succeed as the Barbarian God. But he sunk so low, serving under the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, working as a lackey for the Nijun cultivators, hindering the great ambition of unifying the Real Realms for Dust Realm cultivators. His immortality is the shame of the Dust Realm!" Yin Mo statue said.

"Humph, a war of words is meaningless. Today, I must kill you!"

The Eye Orb Monster took a slight step back, a flash of gray light in its eyes, and immediately, countless silver lights appeared on the ninth layer, intertwining into an extremely complex array map.

The array map surrounded Yin Mo’s statue and the entire stone forest in the center. In four directions, there were altars, each housing an Innate Treasure.

"Yin Mo! To kill you, I spent countless years, refining a killing array with four Innate Treasures. Today, you must die! Azure Dragon Guards the East!"

On the eastern altar, an Azure Dragon Seal transformed into a thousand-zhang giant dragon, soaring into the sky.

"The Azure Dragon Seal, huh... Over the years, your artifact refinement skills have indeed improved, but unfortunately, your cultivation is still too weak." Yin Mo said indifferently.

"Bai Hu Zhen Xi!"

"Zhu Que Zhen Nan!"

"Xuanwu Guards the North!"

From the west, south, and north altars, three seals similarly turned into thousand-zhang mythical beasts, soaring into the sky.

The four beasts guarded their respective direction, making it seem as if the entire world was imprisoned.

"The formation isn’t bad; the four Innate Treasure Seals aren’t bad either. This array can sever my connection with the heavens and earth, keeping me at my weakest, unable to recover. But unfortunately, trying to kill me with these means is not enough. You have a restraining array, but I have ten thousand protectors. You, with mere Seven Tribulations cultivation, can you match ten thousand Immortal Venerables!"

You cannot do it!

As Yin Mo’s voice fell, coffins appeared in the sky, with ancient corpses comparable to Eternal Immortal Venerable level crawling out from them, forming a formation above the stone forest.

"We, Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators... born against the tribulations... burying bones without regret..."

"Life and death all for... Purple Dou Immortal!"

Upon seeing these ten thousand ancient corpses, the Eye Orb Monster’s eyes immediately turned blood-red.

All these ancient corpses fought for the Zi Dou Immortal Domain when they were alive. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

However, because of Yin Mo’s betrayal, they did not die on the battlefield protecting the realm but at Yin Mo’s hands instead.

If you practiced Barbarian, if you understood the Shanhai Curse, you could hear the sorrowful soul sounds of these deceased cultivators between the mountains and seas.

Kill Yin Mo! Kill Yin Mo! Kill Yin Mo! The soul sounds of ten thousand Purple Dou Immortal Cultivators were so unanimous!

Yin Mo not only killed his comrades but also refined their corpses into puppets using the Puppet Technique of the Immortal Emperor.

Today, he must pay the price for his actions!

"Boy, do it!"

Just as the Eye Orb Monster finished speaking, the piercing sound of a sword spread through the sky.

A figure with a ghostly mask and silver hair suddenly tore open the void and stepped through from the other end.

At the instant this person appeared, all ten thousand Immortal Venerable level ancient corpses began to tremble, sensing a lethal threat from this individual.

Who else but Ning Fan!

Yin Mo, who had always been arrogant, had a solemn expression for the first time.

"So, he is your trump card... Can’t confirm if this child possesses the mighty punishment force; could the Tenth Generation Barbarian God be him..."

He feared neither the Fan Family’s Seventh Ancestor nor the right eye, nor the hundred Great Emperors from both clans, but from Ning Fan, he felt a sense of crisis for the first time.

At the moment Ning Fan swung his sword, the feeling of crisis suddenly reached its peak.

The Immortal Qi in the world became chaotic because of Ning Fan alone, as if encountering a natural enemy!

"This child... is unexpectedly the inheritor of the Ancient Chaotic Grand Emperor!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)