Chapter 4712 — The Primeval Battlefield

He had known before that the Blood Moon was an ill omen, and Wei Zhao had not taken it to heart; but now, seeing it again within the memory fragment—especially after discovering that the blood-red mist shrouding the Heavenly Dao Mountain was identical to the sky above—the feeling suddenly turned rather subtle.

Somewhere in the dark, instinct told Wei Zhao that this might be an omen, an omen most extraordinary.

The perspective returned to the ground, and once he made out the scene atop the Heavenly Dao Mountain at that moment, Wei Zhao's eyelids began twitching violently again. Apart from an empty space left in the very center, the surroundings were densely packed with a host of beings—human cultivators, masters of the spirit beast clan, and even the shadows of top-tier sea beasts. Any one of them was an awe-inspiring, heaven-toppling figure, and among them was the giant electric eel!

Yet for some unknown reason, among these mighty ones, the giant electric eel seemed a very insignificant existence.

These terrifying beings faced one another from afar, forming a circle, each wary and on guard against the others, every one of them staring tensely at the open ground at the center, not knowing what they were waiting for.

The memory fragment was not complete. How long things went on like this, he could not tell, and then the image suddenly flickered. When it sharpened once more, before his eyes lay a ghastly, horrifying scene of hell!

Everywhere were mountains of corpses and seas of blood; heaven and earth alike were locked in savage slaughter—humans against humans, humans against spirit beasts, spirit beasts against sea beasts, sea beasts against sea beasts… a peerless, top-tier melee.

There was no telling foe from friend. Perhaps one moment they fought shoulder to shoulder, and the next they struck a killing blow from behind. Every being slaughtered like a madman, fighting to the death without end.

This dreadful melee—no one knew where it began, nor where it would end. From the images at the start, Wei Zhao could vaguely guess that they were contending for something; and whatever could drive so many heaven-toppling beings to madness was surely no mortal thing.

But what that thing actually was remained unknown. The open ground at the center was already unrecognizable, a scene of utter devastation; what had appeared there, or whether nothing had appeared there at all, none of it could be known. Had the memory fragment been whole, it should have been plainly visible—alas, it was incomplete.

Melee—kill or be killed. Watching one heaven-toppling figure after another fall in succession, Wei Zhao could not help swallowing hard; the apocalyptic spectacle had utterly stunned him.

Before this, the highest-level battle Wei Zhao had ever witnessed was the epochal clash between the Five-Venom Flood Dragon and the giant electric eel beneath the sea. Both were super-beings at least above the Sea-Rending Stage, and in anyone's eyes that had been a battle at the very peak—yet compared with the scene in his mind now, it was utterly dwarfed.

And amid the whole top-tier melee, Wei Zhao's focus drifted of its own accord to the giant electric eel; somewhere in the dark, an inexplicable bond seemed to tie them together.

Its vast body kept tracing arcs of deep purple lightning as the giant electric eel prowled and glided through the chaotic battlefield. Once it fixed on a target, an arc of lightning followed at once—and basically whether human, spirit beast, or sea beast, any struck even once by that deep purple arc dropped dead on the spot without suspense. In the end there was only ever one fate: swallowed whole by the giant electric eel.

Others might not know it, but to the giant electric eel this place had plainly become a superb hunting ground. In ordinary times, lying in ambush for a hundred years might not bring one a single top-grade prey—especially one at the Sea-Rending Stage—yet here they were everywhere. Its deep purple lightning was devastatingly lethal besides, arriving in an instant with no chance to react. To it, this place was simply a land of plenty.

However, after the giant electric eel had swallowed a dozen or so prey in succession, the situation finally changed. A human cultivator bearing a giant sword fixed its eyes on it, and a colossal, sky-covering pressure followed. Its earlier ease and delight had come only from striking unseen; now things were different.

Sensing the danger, the giant electric eel met it head-on with a deep purple arc as thick as a bucket—not only instant, but near the speed of light. Unless one could foreknow and predict it, there was no dodging this move at all; one could only take it head-on.

The human master neither dodged nor evaded, letting the deep purple arc strike his body—yet his true qi shield flared once and vanished, and blocked it outright!

Then, backhanded, he drew the giant sword from his back. With a sudden sweep, a dreadful sword qi boomed down upon the giant electric eel's head—and the whole process left not even a flight trajectory, making it even more untraceable than the deep purple arc.

Struck on the crown by that indestructible sword qi, the giant electric eel straightaway suffered a silent loss, a shallow sword scar left upon its head!

Though it was no grave wound, it still roused its ferocity. With a low roar, deep purple arcs spread from its body in every direction; wherever they passed nothing seemed amiss—by the look of it, they merely dissipated into the air.

The human master watched this with some wariness, but before he could react, a bolt of lightning deep purple to the point of blackness came crashing down from the sky, piercing his true qi shield in an instant. In that single stroke, a top-tier powerhouse above the Sea-Rending Stage was struck straight into charred coke!

Wei Zhao was utterly stunned by the astounding sight. He had long since tasted the terror of the giant electric eel; that battle beneath the sea with the Five-Venom Flood Dragon had darkened heaven and earth, and its fearsome strength was beyond doubt. Yet none of that was as shocking as what he had just seen—a black bolt descending from the heavens to smite a being of the same tier dead. This was simply the legendary heavenly punishment!

More precisely, it was likely far more terrifying even than heavenly punishment. At the very least, however mighty heavenly punishment might be, it could never smite a Sea-Rending Stage master dead in one blow—still less a being above that stage.

After one black bolt smote the human master dead, the giant electric eel was given no respite, for in that very instant three beings of the same tier fixed their eyes upon it.

A woman in white seated on the ground playing the zither; an ancient serpent demon bearing nine heads; and a top-tier sea beast of unknown kind—each one a being above the Sea-Rending Stage. Now, because of the commotion just past, all had fixed their eyes on the giant electric eel. Perhaps out of wariness, these three had, most unusually, chosen to join forces and surround it.

Zither Requiem, Blood Pupil, Nether Venom—these dreadful killing arts, terrifying merely to behold, now bombarded the giant electric eel in turn! (To be continued..)