Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

Yang Li's movements were so fast that they almost left afterimages, as if pausing for even a moment would suffocate him.

He suddenly turned to face the sea, ignoring everyone behind him, and the skin in the center of his forehead began to writhe strangely.

It then slowly cracked open, revealing a deep, bloody hole that seemed to lead to an endless abyss. It didn't look like an eye; it looked more like a twisted mark.

An extremely complex, blood-red rune, exuding an ominous and ancient aura, slowly emerged from the blood hole.

It hovered in front of him, slowly rotating, causing the laws of the surrounding space to tremble slightly.

Without hesitation, he reached out and crushed the rune!

"Om-!"

An indescribable, primordial aura, seemingly emanating from the ancient wilderness, suddenly spread outwards from Yang Li's center!

Everyone present, whether human or demon, felt a shiver run through their souls.

The air seemed to be instantly filled with the whispers and gazes of countless ancient beings, heavy, majestic, and carrying a desolation that was out of place in the present world.

The sky seemed to darken, the sea became deathly still, and even the sound of the waves seemed to be suppressed by this sudden ancient aura.

Butterfly, Owl, and Night immediately suppressed their injuries and fear, quickly moved to Yang Li's side, forming a triangle to protect him in the center, and waited with solemn expressions.

They knew that this was the young master summoning the Hearth Clan for reinforcements.

Zheng Su, Hu Qing, and Gu Yang felt as if they were trapped in an invisible quagmire, or as if they were being stared at by countless eyes from ancient times.

That savage aura seemed to have a natural aversion and suppression towards humans, making it difficult for them to breathe and causing their spiritual energy to circulate sluggishly.

The immense pressure was pressing in from all directions, making it difficult for them to move for a moment!

Just then, to the utter astonishment of Zheng Su and the others—

The sky has cracked!

The sky, which had just been dyed red by the setting sun, was suddenly covered and stained by an even more intense and ominous scarlet aura!

The clouds high in the sky were torn apart by an unimaginable force, revealing a huge, bottomless chasm that stretched across the sky!

The ravine was like a bleeding wound, tearing the sky in two!

Immediately afterwards, an enormous finger, with skin as white as jade, slowly emerged from that terrifying chasm in the sky!

Simply by extending a finger joint, it already exudes a powerful aura that commands all things to submit and changes the color of heaven and earth!

However, the will of this world seems to have been enraged by the forceful intrusion of this foreign power!

Before that jade-like finger was fully extended, countless fine bloodstains instantly cracked open on its surface, as if it had been cut by an invisible blade!

At the same time, the chasm torn in the sky was also writhing and contracting violently, as the powerful forces of the world's rules were frantically repairing this "wound"!

Zheng Su's face turned deathly pale, her pupils constricted, and her voice was filled with unprecedented fear as she murmured:

"The will of heaven and earth has intervened... it's repelling it... I hope, I hope it won't trigger an even greater catastrophe..."

Yang Li naturally saw this scene as well.

His expression remained unchanged, but he quickly raised his hand and pointed to the army of alien demons on the sea below, who were trembling and prostrating themselves in worship because of the arrival of the Holy Lord's aura.

Butterfly and Owl immediately understood, a cold glint flashing in their eyes. Without hesitation, they transformed into two streaks of light and plunged into the horde of alien demons below!

The massacre has begun!

Faced with the sudden attack from the two "adults," the low-level demons didn't even have the thought of resisting.

They can only be easily torn apart and destroyed in confusion and fear!

Figures flew about, swords flashed, and swathes of demonic creatures fell like harvested wheat.

Black blood instantly stained the sea red, and mournful cries rose and fell, but soon fell silent again.

In just a few breaths, the demons on the beach and in the near sea were completely wiped out!

Butterfly and Owl returned to the air expressionlessly, wiping the blood of their kin from their weapons as if they had just done something insignificant.

Such ruthless and heartless behavior, treating the lives of their subordinates as worthless, sent a chill down the spines of Hu Qing and Gu Yang, who witnessed everything, giving them a deeper understanding of the cold-bloodedness of the Xin Clan.

The next moment, something strange happened.

On the beach and in the sea, the piles of demonic corpses began to rapidly dissolve and vaporize, turning into streams of pure, blood-red energy.

As if summoned, they soared into the sky and surged wildly toward the pure white arm that was fighting against the will of heaven and earth!

With this massive replenishment of blood energy, the bloodstains on his arm healed instantly, and his power increased dramatically!

It shuddered violently, forcefully withstanding the restorative power of the laws of heaven and earth, and completely broke free from the shackles of the sky ravine.

With an aura of overwhelming terror, it descended upon Yang Li and the others!

"waste."

A cold, indifferent voice, devoid of any emotion, yet capable of shaking everyone to their core, seemed to come from the heavens above, or resonate directly in the depths of each person's heart.

Yang Li stood beside the enormous arm, his face calm, as if the word "trash" wasn't directed at him.

The immense energy emanating from that arm nourished his body like warm spring water.

In his previously empty eye sockets, flesh and blood began to grow and recombine wildly in a short time.

A pair of deep, dark eyes, seemingly capable of swallowing all light, reappeared on his face.

The moment the word "trash" rang out, Butterfly, Owl, and Night knelt on one knee in mid-air, trembling with fear.

Heads bowed low, not daring to even breathe, awaiting the Holy Lord's judgment.

The massive arm turned slightly, seemingly casting its "gaze" upon the heavily injured Hu Qing and Gu Yang.

"These two ants are the ones who injured you?" The deafening, icy voice echoed from the sky once more, carrying a hint of scrutiny.

Yang Li's face showed a perfectly measured "unnatural" expression as he bowed his head and replied, "Yes, Father."

"Snapped--!"

A crisp, loud slap suddenly rang out!

Before anyone could even see how the arm moved, Yang Li's body suddenly swayed violently, and half of his cheek swelled up at a visible speed.

A clear palm print appeared, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. But he kept his head down and didn't make a sound.

Then, the enormous index finger that seemed capable of supporting the heavens and the earth slowly turned its direction and locked onto Hu Qing and Gu Yang, who were completely unable to move!

In an instant, the two felt the surrounding space completely freeze. The ancient and barbaric aura mixed with the Holy Lord's pure killing intent formed an incomparably strong shackle.

They were pinned to the spot, unable to move even a finger!

They could only watch helplessly as that index finger, as white as a mountain peak, slowly pointed towards them with the power to destroy everything!

Before it even truly happened, that terrifying pressure had already descended!

"Crack... Crunch..."

Hu Qing and Gu Yang felt their bones groaning under the strain, the intense pain instantly overwhelming their senses.

Under this immense pressure, the skin on both of their bodies cracked and broke apart inch by inch.

The wounds that had just begun to heal tore open again, and blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly turning them into blood-soaked figures. The void beneath their feet seemed to have gathered into a pool of crimson blood.

Even Zheng Su, who was standing to the side, was not spared. He was affected by the aftershocks of that terrifying pressure and immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His entire spine was bent under the weight, his face was drained of color, and his eyes were filled with helplessness and despair.

The shadow of death, like the darkest night, completely enveloped Hu Qing and Gu Yang. Before that absolute power, they were as insignificant as true ants.