Chapter 343 Fierce Battle

Sword light howled, the heavens trembled and the earth split.

The void split open as the massive beast's body was cleaved in two, a cascade of blood and viscera spilling out.

Lu Ye charged into the beast tide, a deluge of assaults pouring toward him, yet a golden phantom bell enveloped his body.

Every strike was absorbed by the bell's shadow.

But the sword light remained unstoppable.

Blood, severed limbs, heads, entrails...

A carnival of carnage unfolded.

Lu Ye alone was completely peerless, carving through the beast tide, leaving a trail of blood across the void.

The stone sword thrummed with bloodlust, humming incessantly.

It was so strong, so goddamn formidable—the sword qi it released could shatter anything.

Holy shit, its master was a beast—it loved this.

The Devourbeasts fell in droves, yet they showed no fear of death. There were simply too many. To them, Lu Ye's killing spree was like using a toothpick to flay at their skin and flesh.

The blade was too small—though it hurt, they could endure ten thousand, a million cuts.

How many could Lu Ye kill?

What did they have to fear?

World-shaking sword radiance erupted in flashes. Had any sword masters been nearby, they would have recognized that Lu Ye's techniques bore striking resemblances to many legendary sword arts.

The Sword of the Great Dao!

The Sword of World-Conflagration!

The Invincible Sword!

The Heavenly Sword!

The Eternal Sword!

The Primordial Sword!

Every sword technique leapt forth instinctively from his hand, each casual strike reaching the apex of sword dao.

How could the Devourbeasts block it?

With what could they block it?

Blood-madness consumed all!

Arteries of gore spiderwebbed across the battlefield. The Devourbeasts, being QuasiEmperors, possessed unshakable dao hearts. Even as they were slaughtered mercilessly, not a single beast faltered.

The stone sword got more blood-drunk with each kill.

Hell fucking yes, KILLKILLKILLKILLKILL!

Lu Ye had no idea how many he had personally slain with his sword, but the void was already littered with the shattered corpses of Devourbeasts.

Finally, he felt a little tired.

Not exactly weary—back when he carved his way from the demon realm to the devil realm, he never even flinched.

To be precise, his energy was depleting too quickly, leaving him running low.

So, a sudden suction force erupted from within his body, and intricate patterns rapidly spread across his skin as he began siphoning the power of the fallen Devourbeasts.

If he could siphon, Lu Ye wouldn’t need to venture beyond the Nine Heavens—he could wipe out the Devourbeasts right here.

The broken but potent energy in the void surged into his body.

Lu Ye’s body stiffened for a split second, his eyes narrowing.

The next moment, his aura flared up again. The power released by the deaths of the Devourbeasts flowed into him like the finest tonic.

Lu Ye became unstoppable once more!

"Roar!"

The Devourbeast let out a panicked roar.

As if realizing how troublesome it would be if Lu Ye absorbed the energy from its deaths, it began fighting tooth and nail to stop him.

Lu Ye frowned again.

The speed at which he replenished his spiritual energy suddenly slowed, but it was still enough.

Now, he was both slaughtering Devourbeasts and fighting them for energy.

Kill, kill, kill!

The void ran red with blood.

The Human Emperor Banner fluttered behind Lu Ye, not taking action. Though the enemy had millions of bodies, there was only one QuasiEmperor-tier soul—hardly worth the banner’s time.

As for the stone sword, basking in the slaughter, the banner couldn’t help but feel a pang of envy, though also a bit of relief.

*Hey stone sword, don’t get too full of yourself. You’re having fun now, but just wait a while longer.*

*You’ll be scrubbing blood off later, won’t you? Priceless.*

*Not envious. Nope, not one bit.*

Hmm… come to think of it, hadn’t they fought any demonic cultivators in this fourth heaven yet? When would they get to fight some?

It *adored* demonic cultivators—not only could it absorb their souls, but it could also claim their Soul Banners for itself. Pure heaven.

Time passed minute by minute.

An Li was losing patience.

"What’s your problem? It’s *your* energy—how can you possibly lose to Lu Ye!" she shouted.

"How the fuck should I know why I can’t overpower him!"

The Devourbeast bellowed in frustration.

Aren't they all part of it? Now the enemy is using its own energy to kill it—how does that sit with it?

"No, we can't keep going like this! Lend me some of your power!" the Devourbeast roared.

"No way! Providence will smite me if I act now!" An Li refused outright.

"It won't! Trust me, I’ll shield you! We're deadlocked in this power struggle! If you help me, we’ll gain the upper hand! This is your fight too—we’re taking down Lu Ye! You can’t just let me waste away like this!" The Devourbeast seethed with rage.

With each clone slain, its strength waned.

Not even a QuasiEmperor could endure this drain!

An Li wavered, torn.

"What are you still thinking about? I’m all in with you now! Before Lu Ye reincarnated, he was so strong—his survival means my death—no middle ground!"

"What the hell kind of monster is Lu Ye?! Why does he cut me down like I’m nothing just because he broke through the Heavenly Realm? I'm a QuasiEmperor! I’m a fucking QuasiEmperor!"

"You’ve doomed me!"

"If we don't kill Lu Ye this time, I’m done for—and I’ll drag you all down with me!"

The Devourbeast was in a blind fury.

Amid its relentless roars, An Li relented, unleashing the Dark Origin’s power.

In an instant, the Devourbeast's strength surged.

The spectral form of the Nine Heavens Sage materialized, its gaze icy upon the Devourbeast.

Now, the Devourbeast's power had truly reached its peak. Any further increase, and the Nine Heavens Sage would intervene.

A shadow crossed Lu Ye’s face.

But he kept killing.

A hundred thousand? Two hundred thousand? The numbers blurred in his mind.

His body screamed in protest, yet he forced out another spell.

At that moment, the elements—earth, wind, water, fire—converged into a maelstrom, crushing everything in its path.

He took a breath.

His sword hand didn’t waver, while the other swiftly formed seals, drawing vast amounts of natural energy toward him.

Clearly, his internal reserves were running low.

The Devourbeast grew even more frenzied, trampling over its own corpses as it charged recklessly at Lu Ye.

The stone sword dripped with blood incessantly.

Lu Ye glanced at it and flicked it hard.

The blood clung stubbornly.

The stone sword vanished from his hand.

At this moment, the Devourbeasts were everywhere—above, below, left, right, front, and back—surrounding Lu Ye like a tidal wave of mountains, cutting off all escape.

Lu Ye took a deep breath and clenched his fist.

He unleashed: Celestial Lord Fist!

In that instant, the cosmic energy in the void was completely drained.

Completely purged.

Every last wisp was gone.

Even the Devourbeasts froze in shock.

What...?

Clearly, as Lu Ye had reached the Realm of Heaven and Earth, the Celestial Lord Fist's seals had shattered further.

Not an enhancement—an unsealing.

The cosmic energy was instantly drained, all converging onto Lu Ye’s right fist.

Dawning horror showed in the Devourbeasts’ eyes.

This strike...

This legendary blow!

Its title: The Celestial Lord!