Fortunately, Yang Kai was the master of the Mysterious Boundary Bead, so removing a piece of it from the Third Territory was a simple matter. The difficult part was how to extract the Demonic Qi from it. If the Demonic Qi was not removed, the Human Race army would not be able to enter.
After several attempts and several failures, Yang Kai finally found a suitable method.
A month later, the first World Bead extracted from the Mysterious Small World was born.
This World Bead was different from the one Yang Kai had refined before. The biggest difference was that it didn’t have a lot of space, but even so, it could easily accommodate fifty thousand people.
It wasn’t that Yang Kai couldn’t refine a larger World Bead, but considering the current situation in the Star Boundary, these World Beads with smaller dimensions would be more useful and would take less time to refine.
As one continent after another was swallowed up, Yang Kai would activate his Space Spirit Bead and try to contact Yu Rumeng and the seven Great Emperors, but unfortunately, he was unable to contact any of them.
This made Yang Kai wonder if the Great Emperors were in the Demon Territory. If they weren’t, where could they be? There was no trace of them in the Star Boundary.
In a strange and dazzling space, two balls of light, one black and one red, were extremely dazzling. Within these two lights, two figures sat quietly, both of them tall and sturdy, their auras deep and profound. Each of them was performing a series of hand seals, their bodies surging with energy, while the black and red lights were constantly clashing with each other.
However, as far as the eye could see, the red light clearly had the upper hand and the black light was being suppressed.
It was unknown how long this confrontation had lasted. It seemed like an instant, but it also seemed like thousands of years, but to the two of them, the passage of time was no longer a concern, and they only had the enemy in front of them.
Suddenly, a bell-like voice rang out from the black light, “Iron Blood Great Emperor lives up to his reputation!”
Within the red light, Zhan Wuhen’s expression remained calm as he lightly said, “The First Demon Saint is quite careless.”
Among the Demon Territory’s twelve Demon Saints, Huang Wuji was publicly acknowledged as the number one Demon Saint. In comparison, the ten Great Emperors of the Star Boundary didn’t have any rankings, nor did they have any number one Great Emperors, but in terms of combat strength, Zhan Wuhen was the undisputed number one. This was something all of the Great Emperors understood, but when one’s cultivation reached their level, they no longer cared about fame or reputation, so there was no need to rank one, two, three, or four.
From the looks of it now, the confrontation between the First Demon Saint and the First Great Emperor was a result of Zhan Wuhen’s superior methods. If not for this, the black light would not have been suppressed.
Huang Wuji laughed loudly, “So what if you have eyes all over the world? The Star Boundary can’t avoid the fate of being corroded. Zhan Wuhen, if you know what’s good for you, you should surrender as soon as possible, otherwise you’ll end up in a tragedy.”
Zhan Wuhen lightly said, “If you want to invade the Star Boundary, you’ll have to see if you have the ability.”
Huang Wuji coldly snorted, “Do you really think this King can’t deal with you?”
Zhan Wuhen was a man of few words, “You try!”
Huang Wuji sneered, “If you want to try, then try!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion in the air, causing an object to appear in his palm. As soon as this object appeared, Zhan Wuhen, who had remained calm all this time, suddenly felt a torrential evil aura rush towards him, one that gave him a sense of familiarity.
He couldn’t help thinking back to that giant hand that had emerged from the Void Crack above Vast Wave City that day. At this moment, the feeling it gave off was similar to that giant hand!
He hadn’t been able to figure out where this giant hand came from until now.
Focusing his gaze, a dark red light flashed across his eyes as he saw the shape of the object in Huang Wuji's hand.
It was a cyan, withered palm. The palm was severed at the wrist, and the cut was smooth, as if it had been cut off by a sharp weapon. After an unknown number of years, the wound on the palm no longer bled, but when the palm appeared, a torrential evil aura surged out.
Zhan Wuhen was surprised. Just by looking at the power of this broken palm, he could imagine what kind of cultivation the owner of this palm had. The Iron Blood Great Emperor, who had already reached the peak of the Martial Dao, suddenly felt as if a new door had opened in front of him when he saw this broken palm. For a moment, he was unable to control his emotions and his body trembled.
Huang Wuji sneered, “Are you afraid? It’s not too late to beg for mercy.”
Zhan Wuhen’s body trembled even more violently as he lowered his head, a thick shadow appearing on his forehead as he chuckled, “So that’s how it is, so that’s how it is, so it’s all true!”
Seeing him muttering to himself, Huang Wuji didn’t know what he was muttering, but seeing him act like he didn’t put him in his eyes caused him to fly into a rage, “Stubborn fool!”
As he spoke, he raised the broken palm and slammed it towards Zhan Wuhen.
An azure light flashed from the broken palm, transforming into a giant azure palm that slammed into the red light. In an instant, this strange space fluctuated as if it could collapse at any moment.
As this palm came crashing down, the red light which had held the upper hand for a moment suddenly surged back and the black light immediately seized the opportunity.
Amidst the red light, Zhan Wuhen’s body shrank and his face became slightly pale, but he still let out a furious roar and burst out with great fighting spirit, forcefully straightening his body as the flickering red light quickly stabilized.
“You’re courting death!” Huang Wuji was shocked by Zhan Wuhen’s will and once again sent out a palm strike.
The red light shrank again.
After three palm strikes, Zhan Wuhen’s mouth began to bleed. The red light which had originally held the upper hand was now suppressed to within a hundred meters of his body, and he was now completely at a disadvantage. The Iron Blood Great Emperor, who had not been injured for tens of thousands of years, was only beaten by this blow, but he was still smiling happily, as if he had seen something new and interesting.
Huang Wuji shouted, “Zhan Wuhen, this king appreciates talent, so I’ll ask you again, are you going to surrender or not!”
“Come again!” Zhan Wuhen shouted.
Huang Wuji’s eyes bulged like bronze bells, and just as he was about to attack again in anger, his expression suddenly changed and he hurriedly put away the broken palm, as if he was trying to avoid a snake or a scorpion. Looking down, he saw that the hand he had used to hold the broken palm just now had a fingernail-sized mark on it. [Read only on Hoogsway, anywhere else is stolen]
Zhan Wuhen waited for a moment, but when he didn’t see him attack, he became impatient, “Why aren’t you coming? What are you waiting for?”
Huang Wuji was furious, but he didn’t say a word as he quickly changed his hand seals, sending a wave of black Qi towards Zhan Wuhen. How could Zhan Wuhen allow this to happen?
In this strange world, a First Great Emperor and a First Demon Saint were fighting to the death here. Although there was no heaven-shaking battle, the slightest carelessness would result in death.
No one knew about the battle between the Great Emperors and Demon Saints. The Star Boundary thought that the Great Emperors had entered the Demon Territory, so they were unable to contact them. Who could have known that the Great Emperors were not even in the Demon Territory?
Yang Kai might have noticed this, but if he didn’t swallow the last piece of land, he couldn’t be certain.
Since Yang Kai’s departure, there had been a war between the two races almost every day in the four regions of Star Boundary. At the beginning, the Demon Race had suffered a great loss, and many of the Demon Cave had no Half-Saint presiding over them. The Star Boundary’s army had come with great hatred, slaughtering many of the Demon Race’s forces and even purging some of their Demon Cave.
For example, in the Northern Region, there was more than one Demon Cave that the Sixth Stem Army had purged.
However, the Demon Race didn’t just sit back and wait for death. Those without a Half-Saint were usually evacuated before the Star Boundary’s great army arrived, heading towards the ten Great Demon Caves. Up until now, these ten Great Demon Caves had been extremely powerful, giving the Star Boundary a headache.
A year after Yang Kai entered the Demon Territory, 98 of the 108 Demon Caves in the Star Boundary had been wiped out, leaving only ten that could not be wiped out.
Each of these ten Demon Caves had at least seven or eight Half-Saints guarding them. With such a powerful force, it was impossible to rely on one or two armies to defeat them. Only by gathering at least twenty Pseudo Emperors would they have a chance to break through.
Although the Demon Race in the Demon Cave had been killed or driven away, the Demon Land had yet to recover. Not only that, but as time passed and the Demon Race suffered heavy casualties, the Demon Land across the Star Boundary continued to expand.
Two months after Yang Kai left, Dragon Island’s Great Elder Zhu Yan, Second Elder Fu Zhun, and many other Dragon Clans came out. For the first time in tens of thousands of years, Dragon Island had come out to intervene in the affairs of the Star Boundary.
Just as Yang Kai had said before, although the Dragon Race had not been involved in worldly affairs for a long time, they also understood the principle of ‘when the lips are parted, the teeth are cold’. Not to mention Yang Xiao personally inviting them, even if it was a random person, the Dragon Race would not ignore them.
Knowing that the situation in the Star Boundary was so dangerous, the two Elders had almost emptied their entire family.
Originally, he thought that with Zhu Yan and Fu Zhun’s help, they would be able to quickly stabilize the situation, but who would have thought that just as the two Dragon Clan Elders were about to charge into a Demon Cave and start a massacre, the Demon Saint would suddenly appear.
This shocked everyone. After all, the Great Emperors had disappeared together with the Demon Saints. Now that the Demon Saints had appeared, where had the Great Emperors gone?
But soon after, everyone discovered that not all of the Demon Saints were in the Star Boundary. This time, only three Demon Saints were dealing with the Dragon Race’s two Great Elders.
These three were Blood Demon Xue Li, Feather Demon Fu Yu, and Red Demon Huo Bu. The other Demon Saints were nowhere to be seen.
Li Wuyi carefully thought back to that day in the Western Domain Battlefield, the ones chasing after these three Demon Saints were Yu Rumeng, Bei Limo, and Chang Tian.
However, none of the Great Emperors opponents showed up. It was impossible to say it was a coincidence, but now it seemed that some kind of unforeseen event had occurred, allowing Xue Li, Fu Yu, Huo Bu, three Demon Saints to regain their freedom while Yu Rumeng, Bei Limo, and Chang Tian had disappeared without a trace.
These three Demon Saints should have returned to the Star Boundary a long time ago, but they had been hiding all this time, waiting to severely wound the important figures of the Star Boundary at the critical moment.
With two against three, the Dragon Race’s two Great Elders were also having a difficult time, and Fu Zhun had also suffered heavy injuries. Fortunately, there were many Dragon Race masters accompanying them, as well as many other Pseudo Emperors, so they were able to retreat safely.
TO BE CONTINUED...