Chapter 43: The Demon King Descends, Lord of Eternal Night.

Upon seeing the sacrificial ritual, everyone instantly understood what was going on and turned pale with shock.

In an instant, countless Purple Palace Realm experts throughout the Great Xia Dynasty erupted with full power, unleashing a barrage of killing techniques toward the center of the demonic energy.

Strangely, Ye Wushang’s mirrored Dharma Body did not make a move.

He clearly saw that the rift to the Demon Realm had already been opened—it could no longer be stopped.

Sure enough, the all-out strike from nearly a hundred Purple Palace experts failed to stir up the slightest ripple.

Crack~~!

A massive fissure burst open, and from within, a shriveled arm extended outward.

This arm was extremely thin and long, almost skeletal, like skin wrapped tightly around bone.

Its fingers were abnormally long, extending a third longer than a human’s.

Perhaps sensing danger, the arm paused for a brief moment.

But then, with three fingers pressed together, it snapped.

Snap~!

The crisp sound echoed above the skies of Great Xia, imprinting itself into everyone’s hearts.

Before anyone had time to react, an unimaginable scene unfolded.

The moment the snap rang out, the killing techniques unleashed by hundreds of Purple Palace experts instantly dissipated like smoke.

And not just that—their bodies convulsed as if struck by lightning, and one after another, they spat blood, hurtling to the ground in defeat.

Some of the weaker ones, especially those at the first level of the Purple Palace Realm, died on the spot. Their corpses exploded into blood mist, drifting toward the demonic rift.

What?!

This scene shook countless onlookers to the core.

“This is bad! This demon can wield the power of a Dharma Phase Realm grand technique—we can’t stop it!”

“What do we do? If this demon escapes, Great Xia will be plunged into catastrophe in mere days!”

“Quick, summon the royal ancestors in the Dharma Phase Realm!”

For a time, panic-stricken cries filled the air.

At the same time, Xia Wujie, upon seeing this moment unfold, was elated beyond measure.

“Hahaha! The Demon King descends! You are all doomed! How dare you oppose my claim to the throne—fools! Death is your only fate!”

His wild laughter and arrogance could no longer be restrained.

At that moment, the demon extended its other arm and sliced the air above the rift.

Crack~~!

The rift seemed to be subjected to a terrifying force and was forcefully torn open.

Then, a towering ancient figure stepped through, emerging before all.

He had four eyes and three arms. His entire body radiated a dense aura of slaughter, bloodlust, and carnage—an oppressive presence that made people instinctively recoil in fear.

With his arrival, an endless tide of demonic energy erupted, sweeping across the skies of Great Xia.

In that moment, the heavens lost their color, and boundless gloom blanketed the land. A heavy sense of despair crept into everyone’s hearts.

It seemed as if his presence was being suppressed—he could only exert power equivalent to the early Dharma Phase Realm.

But even so, no one dared underestimate him.

Who knew how terrifying his true combat strength might be?

After emerging, the figure glanced around, licking his lips.

“What a delicious aura… Eternal World, I, the Lord of Eternal Night, have returned. It’s been so long since I last tasted such pure human flesh!”

His four eyes gleamed with greed and a thirst for blood.

This scene made everyone tremble in terror and despair.

Just as he was about to make his move, deep within the royal family’s rear mountain, three terrifying auras suddenly erupted.

Each was unmistakably that of a grand technique-wielding Dharma Phase expert.

The moment they appeared, the thick demonic energy in the sky was dispersed by more than half.

“It’s the royal ancestors! They’ve finally stepped in!”

“Thank the heavens! We finally have Dharma Phase Realm power to oppose him!”

“But the ancestors are all nearing the end of their lifespans—can they really stop him?”

“They don’t have to stop him. Just deplete his demonic energy. Without enough power to resist the Eternal World’s suppression, he’ll be forced back to the Demon Realm. Then we’ll have peace!”

Indeed, for demons emerging through a rift like this, the stronger their cultivation, the heavier the suppression.

Only during a Demonic Cataclysm, when the heavens are torn wide open, can they unleash their full strength.

Their guesses were correct. For the ancestors of the Dharma Phase Realm, just stalling and exhausting the Lord of Eternal Night’s demonic energy would suffice.

But the Lord of Eternal Night understood this too.

He cast a disdainful glance toward the depths of the mountains, sneering.

“Three dying ants, struggling even to awaken—pathetic trash. You think you can stop me? Know your place—Suppress!”

As he spoke, an immense surge of demonic energy burst from his body and separated.

This mass of energy surged toward the depths of the royal mountain.

As it flew, the demonic energy transformed into countless illusory demonic weapons midair.

These weapons formed a formation that fell upon the mountain with immense pressure.

In an instant, the three mighty auras were suppressed.

It was clear they would not escape this formation any time soon.

At the same time, after expending such dense demonic energy, the Lord of Eternal Night’s aura weakened significantly.

His cultivation level dropped to half-step Dharma Phase.

Even so, his true combat ability far exceeded this level—that much was obvious.

Even at half-step Dharma Phase, no one in Great Xia could match him.

“Trash! Let me devour this city first and stabilize my cultivation. I’ll deal with you three later!”

His gaze turned toward the gathered Purple Palace experts.

He licked his lips with a greedy grin.

“Come to me!”

As his words fell, he waved his massive hand.

BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!

Deafening shockwaves rang in everyone’s ears.

A terrifying hand, hundreds of meters wide, swept toward the group of cultivators, intending to devour them all.

At this sight, even the Purple Palace experts fell into utter despair.

Just as the massive hand was about to crash down and obliterate them—

At last, Ye Wushang, who had remained motionless, made his move.

Whoosh~!

A terrifying blade of light tore through the sky, like a soaring azure dragon, slashing directly at the massive hand.

BOOM~!

The blade struck—the sealed space shattered. The suffocating pressure vanished.

The titanic hand began to crack with countless fissures before exploding into fragments.

Seeing this, everyone was shaken. They turned to look—

It was Ye Wushang!

In that instant, everyone knew who had made the move.

“Oh?”

Even the Lord of Eternal Night hadn’t expected someone to break his killing move.

He turned, his gaze meeting Ye Wushang’s Dharma Body.

“Heh… interesting. Can a first-level Dharma Body break my attack? Too bad—you’re too weak. Die!”

As he spoke, he pointed downward.

A colossal finger descended from the sky, like a collapsing mountain, aimed straight at Ye Wushang.

Boom boom boom~~~!

The overwhelming pressure shook the entire capital. Countless ancient buildings were shattered into dust.

This strike was unparalleled—even an average Dharma Phase cultivator would be crushed.