The Eight Empresses Betrayed Me, Only to Deeply Regret It After Being Reborn-Chapter 68: Good advice is hard to persuade

Corpses, blood, severed limbs...

All melted into the Blood Sea.

Lu Ye’s true consciousness stood apart like a spectator, watching his own body act as the ultimate weapon of slaughter, unleashing massacre without restraint.

“That gaze just now... Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor!”

Lu Ye recognized it.

As one of the enemies that had caused him the most trouble in his previous life, that look was all too familiar.

Perhaps Lu Ye’s consciousness was also gradually growing excited along with the carnage. Ever since his rebirth, he had been immersed in cultivation, almost forgetting the wild and glorious days of his past life.

So then—come!

Come and fight for the Dao with me!

With the last foreign race slaughtered—

The world fell silent.

But the killing intent only boiled more fiercely. The Slaughter Lotus Seed multiplied Lu Ye’s bloodlust tenfold, a hundredfold—it wasn’t enough to kill just this much.

Far from enough!

His figure vanished.

With a single punch, he shattered the outer formation.

“Hm? Formation path from the Heaven Pavilion?”

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So the Heaven Pavilion had sent someone too.

Blood-red killing aura churned like leaping flames. Lu Ye’s figure shot through the sky, his speed creating sonic booms.

His divine sense spread in all directions.

Come!

Just one living being—let me kill one more!

Hurry!!!

Demon Realm.

On the white bone altar, several soul stones had already cracked partially.

As soon as Tu Wuying entered, his soul stone shattered, startling all the demon powerhouses.

Because it broke too quickly.

He had just stepped into the teleportation vortex, his clothing practically still fluttering within the Demon Realm—and then he was already dead.

But after that, no more demons died, which allowed the Demon Emperor to finally let out a breath of relief.

Tu Wuying’s death must’ve been a coincidence.

Just bad luck.

Indeed, luck played a crucial role in cultivation.

Tu Wuying’s talent was terrifying—if he hadn’t died, he definitely would have become someone that even the strongest of the heavens would one day fear.

What a pity he died.

Crack!

Seven soul stones shattered simultaneously.

The Demon Realm powerhouses immediately turned to look, their faces turning grave.

Thankfully, they were all just ordinary demons.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

The next second, more soul stones began to break—one after another, nonstop, the pace terrifying.

“What’s happening?!”

A demon powerhouse cried out in alarm.

Then even the soul stones of Unity Dao demons shattered.

The entire Demon Realm plunged into a deathly silence.

The demon prodigies—completely annihilated!

“ROAR!”

The Demon Emperor let out a heaven-shaking roar of fury.

The complete annihilation of so many demon realm prodigies—what did it mean?

It meant that decades or even a century from now, other races would have strong new generations rise up, becoming the backbone of the First Heaven once the old generation ascended to the Second.

But the Demon Realm—

Would have none.

An entire generation of future powerhouses had been wiped out.

It created a /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ complete fracture in the Demon Realm’s future strength.

“What on earth happened? Who wiped out the demon prodigies?!”

“Contact the other races immediately—no, contact the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor. He must know what happened!”

Not only the Demon Realm.

The Spirit Realm, the God Realm, the Buddhist Realm, the Ghost Realm—all those independent minor worlds that had been driven out of the Great Wilderness—each began experiencing similar events.

Only the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor understood what had happened.

Because within the bodies of far too many yao clans, he had left behind something—too many of them appeared to be independent individuals, when in fact, they could be taken over by the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor at any moment.

Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield.

Eighth Layer, fifteen minutes earlier.

Shangguan Huanling had received Bai Qiulan’s voice transmission and urgently questioned her about Lu Ye.

Though Bai Qiulan had only referred to him with a single “he,” both she and the others knew clearly—this “he” meant Lu Ye.

And so Shangguan Huanling immediately agreed that all people from the Supreme Empire must leave.

But apparently, she didn’t have much authority within the Supreme Empire.

“Royal Brother, we must leave immediately! I know Bai Qiulan very well—if she says it’s dangerous, then it absolutely is. If we stay in the Heaven’s Chosen Battlefield and that demon arrives, we’ll all die!” Shangguan Huanling said urgently.

Shangguan Tianyin raised his eyebrows.

“Oh? You know this demon?”

“And how come I don’t remember you knowing Bai Qiulan?”

Bai Qiulan was different from them—she was several decades older, and the Supreme Empire had little contact with the Grand Dao Sect. How could Shangguan Huanling have met Bai Qiulan?

“Now’s not the time to explain that, Royal Brother. This is truly urgent—have everyone from the Supreme Empire withdraw immediately, or we’ll all die!”

“I know this demon! He’s terrifying beyond belief!”

Shangguan Tianyin turned a deaf ear.

“Then tell me—what’s this demon’s name? I’m quite familiar with the top human cultivators and elites from the foreign races. I don’t believe there exists anyone in this world who alone could wipe out all the experts of the Supreme Empire.”

Shangguan Huanling...

Even if she said Lu Ye’s name, he had barely made any name for himself before this.

Shangguan Tianyin wouldn’t believe that someone like Lu Ye could slaughter everyone in the Heaven’s Chosen Battlefield.

“What would I gain by lying to you?” Shangguan Huanling sighed.

Shangguan Tianyin smiled lightly.

“Sister, the road of cultivation is filled with danger. If we retreat at every sign of it, how can we ever hope to attain the Supreme?”

“If you can’t understand even that, then your cultivation path won’t go far.”

Shangguan Huanling burned with fury inside.

In her past life, she had been an Emperor Realm cultivator—did this Shangguan Tianyin, who had died young, really think he had the right to lecture her on cultivation?

“I’ll say it one last time—anyone who wants to live, come with me!”

With that, she turned and left.

Laughter echoed behind her.

Shangguan Huanling?

Let her go if she wants!

“This younger sister of mine is a bit timid—it’s fine. No one had high hopes for her anyway. For a woman, being timid is acceptable.”

“But if Bai Qiulan from the Grand Dao Sect is so anxious, then it seems there might be some danger after all. Very well—set up a defensive formation, we’ll prepare for the worst.”

“Second Prince is wise!”

A fiery ambition burned in Shangguan Tianyin’s eyes. Let them leave! All of them!

Once everyone left, the entire Heaven’s Chosen Battlefield would be his. At that point, his prestige within the Supreme Empire might even surpass that of the Crown Prince.

Becoming heir apparent wouldn’t be impossible.

Seventh Layer Space.

The Yin-Yang Law Sect’s group remained behind as well, busy setting up a formation.

Luo Yuan, as the sect’s saintess, felt conflicted.

Yue Hongling had sent her a personal message, urging her to leave at once.

But she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Besides, the Yin-Yang Law Sect elders had been repeatedly assuring her they had no fear of any demon.

In the end, she decided to stay.

Many people were leaving.

But some clung to false hope. Others believed they had nothing to fear.

The retreat proceeded in waves.

In just a quarter of an hour, the entire Heaven’s Chosen Ancient Battlefield grew much quieter.