The atmosphere was heavy. Nun Shepherd and Nun Sickle looked tense and wary. If the Divine Blood Guards turned against them now, it would be catastrophic. These were not ordinary divine cultivators; they were elite warriors of the Divine Civilization, forged in countless battles. Their strength was monstrous, far beyond what typical Divine Realm cultivators could handle. Just then, the twenty-six Divine Blood Guards suddenly shot into the sky like crimson pillars, their overwhelming aura rippling through the heavens. Ye Guan, gripping the Qingxuan Sword, was just about to strike, but he realized that the Divine Blood Guards weren't coming for him. Instead, they charged toward the powerhouses allied with the East Desolates' cultivators. Nun Shepherd and Nun Sickle both exhaled in relief. The expression of the black-robed man leading the East Desolates' side darkened. He held his saber tightly, and a cold gleam flashed in his eyes. "Kill." At his command, nine of their strongest charged at the Divine Blood Guards. All of them opted for a head-on clash. As soon as the two forces collided, it became clear—the nine elite East Desolates cultivators were completely outmatched. The Divine Blood Guards were technically weaker, but their brutal combat experience and coordination allowed them to dominate, especially with their numerical advantage. Seeing that, Ye Guan's eyes shifted to the Divine Realm cultivators in the distance. In a blink, he shot forward like a streak of sword light, plunging into their ranks. With a single strike, a Divine Realm cultivator was cleaved apart. His fleshly body was shattered, and he was barely clinging to life. The others were stunned. They hadn't expected Ye Guan to be so terrifying. He immediately swung again, this time targeting another distant Divine Realm expert. The sheer force of the strike made the man's expression twist in fear. He didn't dare take the blow head-on and quickly tried to retreat. However, Ye Guan's sword only grew faster. In an instant, it was in front of the man. Panicked, the cultivator poured every ounce of strength into defending himself. The sword landed. The man was blasted into the air, and as he flew away, his fleshly body and soul exploded. An instant kill! The East Desolates cultivators were thrown into chaos. The black-robed leader was just about to act when a chilling aura suddenly locked onto him. It was Slaughter's aura. She turned into a beam of sword light and slashed at him. Earlier, Slaughter wanted Ye Guan to escape. She sensed stronger enemies approaching. Thanks to the help of the twenty-six Divine Blood Guards, the battlefield's scales shifted; they could fight this out. Seeing Slaughter's approach, the man realized that he had no room to retreat. His eyes turned fierce. He drew his saber and unleashed a massive strike. A blinding wave of saber light tore through the sky to meet Slaughter's sword. The moment they collided, his saber light shattered. The impact flung the man away like a rag doll. Slaughter was ready to finish him off until her gaze snapped upward. Something stirred in the distant sky. Her body shimmered, then shot up into the heavens, arriving at a sea of stars. There, standing a thousand meters away, was a gray-robed elder. Behind him loomed six eerie figures, flickering with strange red light. Their bodies looked half-real, half-illusory. All of them were beyond the Divine Realm. The elder stood out. His presence was vast, stretching into the stars. His eyes locked onto Slaughter, voice raspy like sand scraping metal. "Impressive. A mere avatar and still this powerful. Seems Young Master Ye is backed by more than the Divinity... there's something unknown behind him, too." Slaughter, holding Heaven Executor, stared calmly at him. "Didn't think the Great Daoist Brush Master would go all out ." The elder chuckled, and he sounded like there was phlegm stuck in his throat as he said, "The Great Daoist Brush Master? Girl, you and that Ye brat have no idea just how powerful the East Desolates are." "Oh?" Slaughter tilted her head. "Care to enlighten me?" The old man sneered. "You're like frogs at the bottom of a well, trying to glimpse the sky. Shall I give you a moment to summon your backup?" Slaughter smirked and launched herself into the air. Her sword slashed down in a brilliant arc. The starry sky ripped open like paper. The elder narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. Black energy surged up to block the strike, and Slaughter's sword light was overwhelmed. The next instant, however, a sword cry echoed, and the black light was destroyed. The elder stumbled back. The spacetime around him shattered. Slaughter moved forward to follow up with another attack, but the six figures behind the elder stepped forward in unison. Red light formed a strange barrier around Slaughter, but it shattered beneath her sword. Slaughter didn't waste time chasing them. Her eyes locked back on the gray-robed elder. She lunged forward and struck. The elder's eyes gleamed with killing intent. He raised a black staff, and from it, a monstrous beast burst forth. Feral and grotesque, it hurled itself at Slaughter. Slaughter stood firm. The demonic beast, on the other hand, was blasted back. A long crack ran across its forehead, and blood gushed down its face, making it look even more terrifying. It snarled, eyes full of rage. However, it hesitated; fear was holding it back. Slaughter glanced at it and turned away. The six mysterious figures had surrounded her and were chanting away. As they did, strange and sinister energies filled the spacetime around them. The gray-robed elder lifted his arms and chanted with them. Blood seeped from spacetime, and wailing echoed across the starry expanse. The whole realm turned into a hellscape. The elder glared at Slaughter. "In the name of the East Desolates Ruler, go to hell!" Suddenly, countless blood-red hands emerged from spacetime, each radiating horrific karmic power. They clawed at Slaughter, trying to drag her down. She slashed with her sword, cutting through the nearest hands, but her sword began to slow down. Karmic threads wrapped around it like chains. Slaughter frowned again. The hands multiplied, swarming her. In response, sword lights erupted from her, shredding everything near her. Just then, the demonic beast roared and lunged again. Before it reached her, a sword light shot past, blasting it away once more. More and more sword light surged from Slaughter's body, tearing through karmic forces and blood hands alike. Nothing could approach her. The gray-robed elder and his group looked on, expressions grave. They noticed something; the light of Slaughter's soul was fading. She wasn't in her true body; every action drained her. She had already used up much of her energy in the last battle, especially when the Great Daoist Brush Master intervened. The elder suddenly looked up at the stars; something was approaching fast. "The Beast God..." His pupils shrank. Without hesitation, he looked away. "Forget Slaughter, kill Ye Guan. Let's go." He and his group vanished. The blood-red spacetime remained, karmic chains and blood hands were still trying to trap Slaughter. Moments later, a colossal figure descended. The instant he landed, an overwhelming aura blasted out, crushing the blood hands and chains with sheer pressure. The Beast God looked at Slaughter and sneered. "The Great Daoist Brush Master had warned so much about Ye Guan's backers. So this is the terrifying force backing Ye Guan? So you're his aunt? Pfft, what a joke. You're just that?" With that, he lunged at Slaughter. Back on the Divine Continent, the battle raged on. Ye Guan now faced off against the black-robed saber cultivator, who, despite his level of strength, didn't dare take Ye Guan head-on. After the evolution of his sword intents and with the Qingxuan Sword in hand, Ye Guan's current strength could force even experts beyond the Divine Realm to retreat. Just then, Nun Shepherd appeared beside him and pulled him back. "Go to the Wastesea!" Ye Guan looked at her. Nun Shepherd urgently said, "More enemies are on their way. The East Desolates Ruler hasn't even appeared yet. The Great Daoist Brush Master may have more tricks up his sleeve. We can't drag this out; we need to leave. This update ıs available on 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵※𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮※𝓷𝓮𝓽 "Master's sister is here. She was once the guardian deity of our Divine Civilization and the founder of the Divine Blood Guards." Ye Guan was silent for a moment. Then, he raised his palm, summoning the tiny pagoda. "Master Pagoda!" Nun Shepherd shook her head. "We'll stay behind." Ye Guan cut her off. "What do you mean, stay behind? Get in the pagoda and heal." He ordered Little Pagoda to gather all the Divine Civilization's cultivators. Then, he rose on his sword and vanished into the starry sky. The black-robed man and his followers gave chase. Elsewhere, Jun You finally opened her eyes. She took a deep breath, and her aura surged. The battle had pushed her to a breakthrough. She looked toward the distant stars. Taking a step forward, she tore the starry river apart and disappeared. Ye Guan raced toward the Wastesea on his sword. Not long after, the spacetime around him turned a deep, blood-red hue. A gray-robed elder and six mysterious figures appeared, blocking his way. The elder fixed his gaze on him. "Erase him from existence." At his command, the six mysterious figures began chanting, and countless karmic chains and blood-red hands surged toward Ye Guan. A murderous glint flashed in Ye Guan's eyes as he prepared to strike, but before he could do so, a woman stepped up next to him.