Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Chapter 79: Heaven and Earth Forbidden Zone, Desolate Empire

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The night was dead silent.

The blood-red moon in the night sky above the gobi desert seemed extraordinarily magnificent, its direction towards the heavenly earth altar caused the sand and gravel to reveal a translucent brightness, like grains of red agate.

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However, soon from the black cracks in the sky, a destructive spatial breath appeared.

“Boom!”

The space cracks deep within the heavenly earth altar grew larger and kept extending outward, forming one chaotic area after another. The ground sank into the void space, and the inside collapsed.

Zhao Huai, Yu Qinghan, Yin Nanyu, and Cai Yuxiang, the leaders of the major sects, stood on the yellow sandy gobi, witnessing this scene but unable to do anything.

Since the Demon Army retreated, the remaining human cultivators began to clean up the aftermath, burying the dead fellow human corpses properly and erecting a stele with inscriptions on the city wall of Anxi Prefecture.

After Zhao Huai recovered some strength, he led the talented elders sect master toward deeper in Western State to confirm the whereabouts of the Demon Army.

However, along the way, there was no sign of the Demon Race.

“The space of this area in Western State has completely collapsed, and the invasion of the Primitive World has accelerated the process. Soon, this place will become a forbidden zone, and more of the demon race will come through the cracks into the Immortal World. The prerequisite is that powerful demons with a minimum of Ninth Realm can tear the spatial restraints and send them over. Only they can traverse the space and cross the constraints of Heaven and Earth Rules.”

Yu Qinghan stared at the unstable space with a flicker in her eyes, showing a slight movement, but spoke in a tone that was as calm as possible.

“This victory is only temporary. Only when the human cultivators become strong enough to compete with all the major worlds, will we have the foundation to stand.”

Zhao Huai’s white robe was lifted by the howling wind and sand, and he sighed deeply.

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Yu Qinghan looked at the ruins in the distance under the moonlight and said with narrowed eyes, “The Shenluo Empire fell in the end. If you stand on top of the sand dunes, you can still see the remains of the former empire.”

Zhao Huai knew that he had come to the capital of the former Shenluo Empire, Cairo.

Yin Nanyu detected a faint glow from the black and white intertwined pearl buried in her white chest and calmly warned,

“There are demons.”

“Rumble!”

As soon as the words fell, dust flew in the west direction.

A group of brutal beasts rushed out of the blood-red desert, bringing with them a pungent smell of blood.

In just an instant, Zhao Huai recognized them.

They were hundreds of black flesh-eating ants, each about one meter in size. Their numbers were plentiful, and though they were unintelligent demons with not-so-high strength, they possessed astonishing defensive power. The hard black shell made it extremely difficult for even a cultivator in the Initiation Stage to crack.

They lived on the corpses of living creatures and reproduced continuously.

Zhao Huai thought that these ants should have survived by gnawing on the corpses of the Shenluo Empire’s populace, and then stayed here.

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Since the Demon Army had already withdrawn, it was impossible for them to keep the demons stationed here.

“Quite a size, who knows how many people they have eaten?”

Yu Qinghan couldn’t help but frown upon seeing the dense surroundings.

“After destruction, the Cairo Imperial Capital has long been a dead city, and these flesh-eating ants have emerged from the eggs hatched by the Demon King.” Yin Nanyu said with a calm expression explaining.

She had witnessed with her own eyes how the Shenluo Empire was destroyed.

On the day when the crack in heaven and earth was wide-open, countless demons killed their way out. The cultivators of the Shenluo Empire fought in a bloodbath, including the monks and Bodhisattvas of the Sorceress Sect.

But in the end, they couldn’t resist the suppression of the Demon Emperors.

Before the fall of the capital, the king of the Shenluo Empire sought help from the Diluo Country but was firmly refused by Yin Nanyu.

Because she knew very well that even the entire Western State Unity could not withstand the Primitive World Army.

So, she evacuated all the people from major cities to the southern suburbs and left only empty cities deep in the desert. That way, it would be extremely difficult even for the demons to ambush her.

The once-prosperous Cairo Imperial Capital disappeared overnight under the trampling of the Primitive World, and all the royal family was captured and raised as livestock. The king and his queen committed suicide, not wanting to suffer the torture of the demons.

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Then the whole of the Shenluo Empire became a slaughterhouse, a human purgatory where the fate of ordinary people and cultivators were the same.

Zhao Huai stood on the edge of the ruined capital city, a calm expression on his face. He used his divine insight to lock onto the flesh-eating ants in front of him and took a heavy step forward.”Whoosh!”

Grains of sand and stones floated up, and in an instant, magic power rippled, sword qi crisscrossed, and the gravel emitted strands of sharp sword light.

“Shoo— ”

A flash of light.

Countless grains of sand and stones flew out and disappeared before everyone’s eyes.

It didn’t take long for a piercing tearing sound to emerge on the yellow sand, as sword qi had already torn all living things within a hundred miles into fragments, with some even flowing into the empty spatial rifts, devoured by the void.

“Let’s go and check the city.”

Having done all these, Zhao Huai leaped forward, turning into a rainbow light, speeding towards Cairo Capital’s ruins.

Yu Qinghan, Yin Nanyu, and the people behind them quickly followed.

Cairo Imperial Capital.

This is an ancient city, majestic and grand, with towering walls, like a steel beast lying in the desert. However, the sturdy wall surface is full of pits and hollows, with the long-dried blood telling the tale of an astonishing battle that once erupted here, giving off a sense of desolation.

Zhao Huai seemed to see through them as if he could see a merciless slaughter involving hundreds of thousands of people. Everyone had rushed to the Imperial Capital for refuge, the population reached a million, but in the end, the city walls still broke.

He stood at the towering and devastating city gate, witnessing corpses and bones everywhere, blood flowing like a river, all rotten and black, utterly nauseating.

Severed pale human heads were placed on top of the magnificent palaces.

However, Zhao Huai’s expression was extremely solemn.

It was because this battle was obviously exceptionally tragic as numerous mortals were also slaughtered and eaten, devoured by the Primitive World’s Demon Race.

“Amitabha.”

Abbot Lingyin, who was following Zhao Huai, stood before a mountain of corpses, closed his eyes, and whispered, repeatedly reciting the Chod Sutra.

“This is so tragic.”

Cai Yuxiang’s mood was very heavy, and her voice trembled a little as she said it.

After all, not long ago, Anxi Prefecture almost followed the footsteps of the Shenluo Empire.

Moreover, the slaughter here far surpassed the previous Anxi Prefecture, with the corpses of children and women stirring up heart-wrenching distress.

She came to the dried-up body of a little girl, half-squatting down, looking at the bloody young body, tears couldn’t help but fall from the corners of her eyes.

All the cultivators present were silent.

The only one who remained calm was Yin Nanyu, with a still indifferent and serene face, showing no emotional fluctuations.

Yu Qinghan’s face showed compassion and complexity, looking at the corpses and couldn’t help but recall the massacre of tens of thousands of Yan country soldiers by her elder brother.

It was too late when she found out, Yu Shihuang had finished it without consulting her.

All Zhao Huai could do was to hold back the anger in his heart from erupting, and both his fists were already clenched.

Yin Nanyu saw his reaction and said with deep eyes, “This is the law of the jungle in the world, survival of the fittest. The Immortal World has been closed for more than a hundred years, and naturally, it will be slaughtered by creatures from other worlds. Today it’s the Western State, and tomorrow it could be the Central State. There will be no sympathy for us.”

“You are truly cold-blooded. In your eyes, is there anything important at all?”

Zhao Huai asked.

Yin Nanyu’s expression remained unchanged, responding indifferently, “This is only the beginning. You have seen the races of the Bloody Devil Clan, the Yaksha Clan, and the Shura Clan. Soon, more invaders will come to this world, and more people will die. If you want to survive, I advise you to put away your weakness and anger. Don’t let hatred blind your eyes and affect your judgment.”

After she spoke, she took a step forward, holding black and white beads, saying, “There are still people alive here, just hidden very well.”

Yu Qinghan glanced at Zhao Huai, her phoenix eyes subtly signaling.

Zhao Huai nodded and walked towards the depth of the capital.