Chapter 120: Killing like crazy

Lu Ye had no shortage of explosive secret techniques.

Whether it was Nine Steps to Battle Heaven, or Mystic Heaven’s Eightfold Shift, or Feather Ascends the Sky—

He had many. Far too many.

But in a war like this, nothing felt more fitting to unleash than Heavenly Silkworm Ninefold Transformation.

Why?

One word: Speed.

The method he once taught Shangguan Huanling—Demonic Blood Escape Art—was all about speed.

Heavenly Silkworm Ninefold Transformation? Also speed.

As for Heavenly Lord’s Fist—

That was pure intimidation. Just throwing out a “hello” that could flatten cities.

Besides, without true enlightenment of the Dao, Shangguan Huanling couldn't even begin to cultivate Heavenly Lord’s Fist.

But now—

Heavenly Silkworm Ninefold Transformation, paired with Heavenly Lord’s Fist, was unleashed in perfect harmony through Lu Ye’s body.

He swallowed four great-grade pills in rapid succession.

In mere moments, his cultivation surged to the Seventh Layer of the Dao Integration Realm.

And now, under the pressure of Heavenly Silkworm Ninefold Transformation:

Eighth Layer!

Ninth Layer!

Tribulation Stage One!

Tribulation Stage Two!

Tribulation Stage Three!

In one breath—

Tribulation Stage Four!

The great Dao swirled. All the world faded from Lu Ye’s vision—

There was only him.

Only the Ancient God King.

He needed just one punch.

Heavenly Lord’s Fist.

Endless intent locked onto the Ancient God King like iron chains from the heavens.

As the Ancient God King charged, something suddenly felt wrong.

Too quiet...

The world—

had gone completely quiet.

He could hear his heartbeat.

His breathing.

The wind.

And then—

He heard... his own annihilation.

One punch.

Only one.

The Ancient God King let out a thunderous, sky-shaking roar. He poured every ounce of his power into that moment.

He too threw a punch—

The strongest blow of the Ancient God Race.

“War Against Heaven!”

Boom!

Two fists—like two collapsing stars—collided at unimaginable speed.

A raw, primordial impact.

A bloom of blood mist erupted across the sky.

Under the gaze of all—

Lu Ye’s figure passed through the Ancient God King’s massive body.

The Ancient God King hadn’t even had the chance to resist.

That inconceivable force shattered him from the inside out.

Even the roaring wind... froze in place.

Lu Ye’s tears flowed uncontrollably.

And then—he threw back his head and let out a piercing howl.

His hands formed seals.

In that instant—

Two more Lu Ye’s stepped forward from his own body.

Three identical Lu Ye’s.

“Kill!”

One charged the alien coalition.

One charged the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

One charged the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor.

All three radiated peak-level power.

This divine ability—Three Lives in One Body—Lu Ye rarely used.

Because he rarely had the chance. Usually, every time he cultivated a new life, it got cut short.

One life gained, one life lost.

Then another, and another gone.

So this technique... was seldom seen.

But now—he held three lives at once.

Three bodies. One mind.

And in this moment—

He went berserk.

One Lu Ye cast spells: Heaven and Earth Tribulation Art erupted. Thunder and lightning roared.

Flashes of silver illuminated the terrified faces of the enemy.

One Lu Ye wielded a sword: Great Slaughter Sword Scripture surged with boundless killing power—

Two Loose Gods were cut down in the blink of an eye.

One Lu Ye clenched a fist:

Heavenly Lord’s Fist triggered Dao tremors.

Vast spiritual energy converged—this punch, none could withstand.

Lu Ye was crying.

All three of him were crying.

But the harder he wept, the stronger his killing intent became.

Because when his heart was consumed by such overwhelming bloodlust—

He truly had no space left... to feel the pain.

“Behold my Ten Thousand Soul Banner!”

The Heavenly Demon Emperor roared—half to rally himself, half out of dread. He swung the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, unleashing a whirlwind of countless wailing souls that surged toward Lu Ye, aiming to suck him into the banner’s abyss.

Lu Ye’s blood-red pupils suddenly turned ashen gray.

The aura of reincarnation bloomed around him.

He flicked his tongue, and in a thunderous roar, shouted:

“Begone!”

The sound of Heaven’s Reincarnation Chant tore through the battlefield like a divine judgment.

The flood of souls shattered instantly, crumbling apart and vanishing into dust.

That little handful of souls? You dare call that the Ten Thousand Soul Banner?

Lu Ye had seen a real one in his previous life—wielded by an ancient monster from an era even older than forgotten dynasties. That thing would appear every few centuries to harvest souls.

When that banner was waved—all the heavens could hear its wailing.

Just the wailing was enough to scatter your soul and leave you mindless, stumbling willingly toward its pull like a moth to flame.

But this banner?

Nothing but a splash of /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ dirty water.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor’s face twisted in terror.

In all his long, long life, every opponent who saw the Ten Thousand Soul Banner either panicked or fled.

Not one had ever obliterated its attack with just a single shout.

What kind of divine power was this?!

Lu Ye raised his hand and casually pointed at the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

In an instant—nine bolts of tribulation lightning came crashing down from the sky, savagely striking their target.

BOOM BOOM BOOM—

Lightning devoured the Heavenly Demon Emperor, seeking to erase him entirely.

“Tongtian Fist!”

Lu Ye’s true body lunged toward the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor.

All the other top-tier foes were tangled up by powerhouses from the Daodao Sect, the Supreme Sword Sect, the Central Continent Imperial Dynasty, and the Tribulation Sect.

Right now, Lu Ye alone was turning the tide of battle.

Kill, kill, kill!

His first body charged into the coalition army, crying and killing in equal measure.

Endless alien cultivators were struck with horror. This madman who wept as he killed—who cried harder the more people he slaughtered—was burned into their minds like a nightmare.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor finally broke free of the lightning—

“Fearless Seal!”

Eighty-one phantom seals lit up, forming the most powerful divine imprint.

Fearlessness had always been Yue Hongling’s specialty.

But Lu Ye’s fearlessness? A thousand times more brutal. Ten thousand times more refined.

He had faced death and disaster more times than Yue Hongling ever could. Compared to Lu Ye, even the so-called Emperor of Fearlessness would have to lower his head in shame.

The Fearless Seal smashed down on the Heavenly Demon Emperor.

BOOM!

The Heavenly Demon Emperor exploded on the spot—his very demonic infant obliterated before it could escape.

The shattered Ten Thousand Soul Banner fell into Lu Ye’s hand. He looked at it thoughtfully—

And pocketed it.

The banner was weak only because it was in the hands of a fool.

In Lu Ye’s hands?

He had too many ways to make it powerful.

Here’s one:

Find another cultivator with a Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Kill him. Swallow his banner.

Boom. Power up.

The death of the Heavenly Demon Emperor, plus Lu Ye’s rampage with sword in hand—blood flowed like rivers. Screams filled the air.

He showed no mercy, no distinction between weak or strong.

He saw an alien—he killed it.

Alien morale collapsed.

Retreat!

First came one. Then a second. Then a third—

The foundation of this battle’s outcome was now set in stone.

“Amitābha...”

Naturally, the Buddhist sect was the first to flee.

Lu Ye used Tongtian Fist against the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor—not because that bastard wasn’t worthy of Heavenly Lord’s Fist.

But because Lu Ye had no intention of killing him just yet.

A single Tongtian Seal struck the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor’s body.

That was enough.

The Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor panicked.

He turned and fled.

This Lu Ye...

had already reached the point of unstoppable momentum. There was no way he could remain in the First Heaven anymore.

If he escaped, he would ascend immediately.

Whoever wanted to stay here could stay.

He was done.

Lu Ye sensed the direction the Myriad Spirit Demon Emperor was fleeing—

Straight toward the Supreme Empire.

His lips curled into a cold, merciless smile.

Now the real show begins.

Myriad Spirit... Are you ready to run?

“Ding. Vermilion Bird, are you ready to make your choice?”