Lean in stature and yet his skin was smooth like beautiful jade, his eyes were not large, but they appeared as if lightning gathered within them.

This was Yu Liang, an Eleventh Tribulation Independent Demon from the Primordial Wilderness, the first among them.

Behind him stood three figures, among whom one was tall and thin, his eyes like those of a venomous snake, chilling to the bone. Wrapped in a large black robe, he exuded an aura of coldness, darkness, and terror. This person was the top expert under Yu Liang’s command, the leader of the three Giant Demons — an Eleventh Tribulation Independent Demon, the Divine Beast "Nine-Headed Snake" Kong Cao.

Another’s build was similar to Yu Liang’s, except his muscles were streamlined, and his skin was dark as if made of black satin. This person was also one of the three Giant Demons under Yu Liang’s command — an Eleventh Tribulation Independent Demon, the Divine Beast "Flowing Electric Leopard" Xing Shou.

The last one had a resolute face, wrapped in a red warrior outfit like flames, with muscle solid as rock. This was the last of the three Giant Demons under Yu Liang — an Eleventh Tribulation Independent Demon, the Divine Beast "Fire Rock Lion" Wushan.

The strength of these Independent Demons was formidable; these three Giant Demons, though all of them Eleventh Tribulations, were clearly stronger than the Eleventh Tribulation Independent Demons and Devils because they were Divine Beasts. The strength of any one of them was almost comparable to Wu Hei.

"Sir, the ink and wash painting has already been taken by True Master Ming Liang, what do we do now..." Xing Shou asked quietly.

Wushan’s deep voice resonated, "Xing Shou, those Independent Immortals and Devils are much weaker than us. Why bother with so much? Just head straight to Tenglong Continent and snatch it from them, right?"

Kong Cao remained silent, only looking towards Yu Liang.

Yu Liang slowly nodded, speaking softly, "The strength of individual Independent Immortals and Devils isn’t much, but True Master Ming Liang and Wu Kongxue are exceptions. Their strength could be comparable to mine. However... I am confident that I can surpass them."

"Remember, once we reach Tenglong Continent, don’t be too arrogant. The Independent Immortals and Devils might be weaker individually, but they excel in formations. Once several of them combine their formations, their power can double," Yu Liang ordered sternly.

Upon hearing Yu Liang’s words, the three Giant Demons understood.

Lord Yu Liang had decided to head to Tenglong Continent.

In the Primordial Wilderness, most demon cultivators belonged to the Beast Clan and the Feiqin Clan, with the Beast Clan being the strongest. The demon cultivators were categorized into three types: beasts, feiqin, and scales. Overall, the strength of the Primordial Wilderness was definitely not inferior to the Dragon Clan.

"Prepare yourselves, and also have the Eighteen Guardians ready to assemble. This time, the four of us along with the Eighteen Guardians will head to Tenglong Continent.... Ah, it has been over three thousand years since we last went to Tenglong Continent; I’m really looking forward to it." Yu Liang’s lips curved into a slight smile, his mustache also lifting slightly.

"Yes."

The three Giant Demons bowed in response.

They all understood that this time, they were about to embark on a significant endeavor, with the top power of the Primordial Wilderness Independent Demons all mobilized—a profoundly significant event.

××××××

As the Independent Devils and Independent Immortals clashed with each other, the Primordial Wilderness Independent Demons prepared to venture to Tenglong Continent to stir up a major storm. Hidden in the shadows were the formidable Dragon Clan, not yet making a move. And how would they react?

And the most potent force, the Chaotic Star Sea, was an assembly of Independent Demons, Devils, and Immortals, belonging to no particular side and also devoid of any means of communication with the Upper Realm. Furthermore, news of the Sky-breaking Map, concealed by both Tenglong Continent and the Dragon Clan, was unknown to the Chaotic Star Sea.

If they were aware, their intervention would only add to the chaos.

However chaotic it might get, the Qin Dynasty and Ming Dynasty of the present Tenglong Continent were facing unprecedented devastation.

Two Twelfth Tribulation Independent Practitioners attacked relentlessly, destroying dozens of cities and countless towns and villages, with tens of millions dead, leaving the Qin and Ming Dynasties in turmoil. The task of resettling the surviving tens of millions alone was a tremendous challenge.

The Qin Dynasty suffered the most.

Among the dozens of cities destroyed, the Capital of the Qin Dynasty was ravaged the worst, with nearly ninety percent of its population killed. The remaining population was less than ten percent, most of whom had survived by hiding in cellars and underground chambers, or because they were in a corner of the Capital where the buildings collapsed but did not reach them, and were luckily not affected.

...

Qin Zheng was currently residing in a manor on the outskirts of the Capital. The army stationed outside the Capital had mostly survived and was now engaged in relief efforts.

"Emperor, the Capital originally had millions of residents, and now only about a hundred thousand survive. This is only because those two super experts did not intend to destroy the city completely," General Wang Zhi said, his face filled with sorrow, as too many had died.

Wang Zhi continued, "But the biggest loss is... the ministers of the Qin Dynasty who were qualified for the early court, almost all of those residing in the Capital have perished, with only the Assistant Minister of Works, Li Yun, still alive."

Qin Zheng felt even more distressed.

The civil and military officials of the entire court, nearly all dead.

For a dynasty, this was undoubtedly a very severe blow. Fortunately, the city governors, commanders, and the armies of other cities suffered no losses. As long as the army was unscathed, the state would not descend into chaos.

However, selecting a new batch of civil and military officials wouldn’t be so simple, would it?

"Among the princes, the Fifth Prince, Eighth Prince, and Prince Eighteen have survived. Among the princesses, only Princess Mingyang is still alive. Among the concubines, only Consort Gong is still alive. Of the Royal Family’s extended relations, hardly one in ten survived; of the several hundred members, only six remain," Wang Zhi’s voice was filled with sorrow.

Qin Zheng’s body trembled.

"Any other news?" Qin Zheng asked without inflection.

Wang Zhi did not dare to speak; he could feel the grief that Qin Zheng was experiencing and only shook his head.

Qin Zheng took a deep breath. "General Wang, you must ensure that the survivors are well taken care of. For now, the survivors in the Capital are your responsibility. I need some quiet. After a day, I will start to deal with these matters slowly."

What Qin Zheng needed at that moment was calm and reflection. In his current state, he simply could not handle matters effectively.

"Yes, Your Majesty," Wang Zhi bowed and accepted the order.

"Alright, you may go now," Qin Zheng waved his hand and turned to enter the house. The surviving three princes, the princess, and the concubine were all in the courtyard, none daring to enter the house and disturb Qin Zheng.

With a ’creak,’ the door of the house closed.

The princes, princess, and Consort Gong looked at each other, all anxious.

"Fifth Brother, my mother, and the Crown Prince, as well as Third Brother and other brothers, are they all dead?" Princess Mingyang, only thirteen years old, still could not accept such an outcome. So many of her brothers and some sisters had perished.

The Fifth Prince, now the oldest among the princes, was also very suppressed in his heart.

Inside the house.

Qin Zheng just stood there, staring at the portrait hanging in the center of the hall, motionless.

No one knew how long had passed when a sorrowful yet suppressed and deep voice arose.

"Father, the entire Qin Family, now summed up, number only a few dozen people. Father, your son has failed you," Qin Zheng knelt heavily, his knees striking the stone floor with a thud, but he did not notice the pain at all.

Tears fully covered his face.

The Qin Family, even without counting Emperor Qin Shi Huang, had a lineage lasting a thousand years. Although not numerous, including the extended relations, they numbered nearly a thousand. Since the Qin Family became the Royal Family, those extended relatives also became members of the Royal Family, most of whom lived in the Capital.

In less than a day, the Capital was bombed into chaos.

Even including those from the Royal Family who were outside, the population of the Qin Family was now only a few dozen people.

Being a mighty Royal Family that had been decimated by ninety-five percent, Qin Zheng, the current head of the Qin Family and the Emperor of the Qin Dynasty, could not shirk responsibility. Although, in reality, it was not Qin Zheng’s fault, he still could not forgive himself.

After a long while.

With the sound of the door opening, Qin Zheng, with a resolute gaze, walked out of the house. The princes and princess outside all looked toward Qin Zheng, who simply said, "Protector Liang Shen, swiftly convey all the news here to my Third Brother."

"Yes."

A voice responded, echoing in the courtyard.

*********

Qin Yu had already stored away the three Xuanbing Lion Beasts in the Qingyu Immortal Mansion, and at that moment, he, along with Hou Fei and Hei Yu, the three brothers were rapidly making their way towards the Hidden Dragon Continent.

Qin Yu possessed a Middle Grade Immortal Sword, Hou Fei had a peculiar Black Stick, and Hei Yu also had a ’Cloud Piercing Spear,’ whose material was exactly the same as Hou Fei’s ’Black Stick.’ Qin Yu had once tested the durability of the Black Stick and Cloud Piercing Spear with his Immortal Sword.

The Black Stick and Cloud Piercing Spear were quite peculiar.

In terms of attack power, they were even slightly weaker than Qin Yu’s Immortal Sword.

But in terms of hardness, not even the Immortal Sword could leave a scratch on the Black Stick or Cloud Piercing Spear.

Among the brothers, Hei Yu was the fastest. Having passed the Ninety-Nine Tribulations, Hei Yu could now employ a movement technique. Once activated, his entire being would transform into an exceedingly sharp black beam of light, moving much faster than Qin Yu.

Hou Fei also had a movement technique that, when activated, matched Qin Yu’s full flight speed.

Hou Fei and Hei Yu’s movement techniques were both derived from Inheritance Memory.

As the three of them flew at extreme speed, Qin Yu couldn’t even crack a smile, always carrying a trace of worried sorrow.

"Big Brother, don’t worry," Hou Fei reassured, "didn’t you ask Second Brother to deliver that Sky-breaking Map to those people? I believe that once they get the ink and wash painting, they definitely won’t hurt them. After all, Second Brother is just a mortal, and those Independent Practitioners wouldn’t lower their status."

Hei Yu also knew how Qin Yu was feeling, comforting him, "Don’t worry, Big Brother. Now that they have the ink and wash painting, along with Uncle Lan’s reputation, they definitely won’t act rashly."

Qin Yu forced a smile in response to his brothers.

"If only one party came, I wouldn’t be worried at all, but..." Qin Yu expressed his concerns, "What I’m most afraid of is several parties arriving and starting their conflict in the Hidden Dragon Continent. With the power of those Independent Practitioners, once they start fighting on the Hidden Dragon Continent... mortals simply cannot withstand it. If Second Brother and my sisters-in-law, nephews get accidentally involved..."

This was Qin Yu’s greatest worry.

Even though he was anxious, it was useless, as his sisters-in-law were all either Empresses or concubines, and his nephews were all Princes. With their statuses, how could they simply disappear and hide themselves away in the Star Pavilion?

Amid these worries, Qin Yu had been flying for some days.

This day, Qin Yu was still flying at full speed, the three brothers exerting themselves to the extreme, the extent of the power drained simply astonishing. Qin Yu, because he possessed Life Essence Power in his body, could recover quickly, while Hou Fei and Hei Yu also continuously absorbed nature’s spiritual energy to restore their strengths during flight.

Even so, in just a few days, both his brothers had consumed a Life Creation Pill each.

"Hmm?" Qin Yu felt a shock in his heart.

Because he sensed a message coming through his Communication Order, he immediately took it out.

Hou Fei and Hei Yu immediately looked towards Qin Yu.

Qin Yu swept it with his Spiritual Sense.

"Pavilion Master, on that day, the Emperor heeded your instructions and handed over the Sky-breaking Map to the newcomers. When the Sky-breaking Map was being handed over, a high-level expert suddenly appeared, likely using Instantaneous Divine Power. The earlier Independent Practitioners, afraid that this person would steal the Sky-breaking Map and escape, launched a sonic attack. With a low roar, sixty percent of the Imperial Palace was reduced to ashes."

Seeing this, Qin Yu’s expression instantly darkened.

He could guess what caliber these two experts were, most likely they were both Twelfth Tribulation experts. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

What will be the result if two Twelfth Tribulation experts start fighting?

And the previously mentioned sonic attack...

Qin Yu’s heart trembled.

Sonic attacks spread out from the practitioner at the center; Second Brother was surely not far from there at the time. Could Second Brother, with only the strength of the Innate Realm, possibly withstand a Twelfth Tribulation Independent Practitioner’s sonic attack?

"Where is my second brother, how is he?" Qin Yu hurriedly asked.

"Pavilion Master, the Emperor is fine. The Emperor had long set up a mechanism in the Imperial Study Room to prevent assassination by enemies. His reaction was very sharp. As soon as the Sky-breaking Map was stolen, the Emperor entered the underground passage and arrived at Thunder Mountain Residence," Protector Liang Shen reported through the Communication Order.

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, the two Loose Cultivators’ power was too formidable. In their frenzy to obtain the Sky-breaking Map, they slaughtered wildly, destroying the Capital and the Imperial Palace. Over ninety percent of the population in the Capital perished, and the concubines and princes nearly wiped out, with only the Fifth Prince, the Eighth Prince, and Prince Eighteen surviving, and only Princess Mingyang from the princesses. Only six distant relatives from the Qin Family in the Capital survived. Due to the battle between the two Loose Cultivators, over ten million people have died in the Qin Dynasty," Liang Shen said.

Qin Yu’s heart immediately sank.

He was very aware of the situation of the Qin Family. The distant relatives numbered only a few dozen in other cities, but the majority lived in the Capital. Now, nearly a thousand distant relatives had dwindled down to just six, and even the direct descendants of the royal family had been reduced to only a few survivors.

At that moment, images of various people surfaced in Qin Yu’s mind.

The benevolent Crown Prince Qin Guan, the adorable Princess Chunxiao, and the wise Seventh Prince Qin Xu, who excelled in Go...

Also, the maids of Yu Royal Mansion who took care of him, that housekeeper who often dozed off...

And most importantly, the members of his own clan!

"Dead, all dead..." Qin Yu felt an agonizing pain in his heart.

"Over ten million dead, and my Qin Family nearly annihilated, good, good," Qin Yu’s eyes reddened, "You are so cruel and merciless, don’t blame me for being ruthless then. Top-Grade Primordial Spirit Stone, is it? I have one. If need be, I’ll demolish the entire Eastern Garden of Qingyu Immortal Mansion and mine that Primordial Spirit Stone meticulously to obtain several Top-Grade Primordial Spirit Stones."

A fierce light appeared in Qin Yu’s eyes.

Ruining the Qingyu Immortal Mansion, what of it? Obtaining several Top-Grade Primordial Spirit Stones, a sixth-level Golden Immortal could easily sweep over the entire Tenglong Continent.

"Qingyu Immortal Mansion, I always felt it was too spacious anyway, Tenglong Continent..." Qin Yu’s eyes gleamed fiercely.

"Big Brother, what happened, what exactly happened?" Hou Fei and Hei Yu saw Qin Yu’s reddened eyes, and they too were worried.

"Dead, all dead." Qin Yu’s voice was low and filled with a murderous intent.

Hou Fei and Hei Yu didn’t know the details, but just from Qin Yu’s expression and his words "Dead, all dead," they understood some of the matters.

"My Qin Family is nearly annihilated; so many of our younger generations almost completely wiped out. The entire Imperial Palace has been destroyed, so thoroughly cleansed, what a satisfying slaughter. You were satisfied killing; I too will let you be satisfied," Qin Yu trembled with rage.

Hou Fei was even more furious than Qin Yu.

"Kill, Big Brother, go to Tenglong Continent and kill," Hou Fei’s killing intent was palpable.

"Feifei, Little Black, speed up and head to Gold Wood Island, use the Ancient Transmission Array directly to Tenglong Continent," Qin Yu spoke coldly. The Qin Family was nearly annihilated, and almost all of the younger generations wiped out, with over ten million dead in the Qin Dynasty.

How could Qin Yu ever let off the murderers behind this?

With the Sword Immortal Puppets for attack and Qingyu Immortal Mansion for defense, who across Tenglong Continent could stop a vengeful Qin Yu!!!

"Let’s go."

The three brothers transformed into streams of light, speeding toward Gold Wood Island. To them, True Master Ming Liang and Wu Kongxue, who are mere mortals who thought nothing of killing tens of millions, were worthless. However, they were oblivious to the fact that it was due to their recklessness.

They had brought forth a devil that would terrify the entire Tenglong Continent!

(Phew, this Chapter is a bit long, an extra thousand words, and twenty minutes late. If four thousand words could be completed before eight o’clock, I hope for your understanding. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, wishing everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.)

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