Chapter 1460: Flipping the Soul River Forbidden Land

A faint fragrance still lingered by the Soul River, as if blurred petals were still falling gently, a testament to an undying attachment. There was once a woman who had waited and searched for half her life, her existence filled with sorrow. She cultivated and evolved relentlessly, all to find him. The outcome, however, was tragically sorrowful and desolate.

“Peach blossoms bloom for only one person...”

Though the voice had faded, it was laden with profound meaning. A certain emotion seemed to linger, brimming with endless reluctance to part. Yet, in the end, all became empty and silent; nothing could be retained.

“Kill!”

The powerful figure, shrouded in dark light, charged directly into the Land of Misfortune. His roar echoed throughout, shaking heaven and earth, causing the Soul River to boil and its banks to crumble. He paid tribute through action, slaying his way alone into the world beyond the gate.

“Roar...” Within the world beyond the gate, deafening beast roars tore through the air, shaking heaven and earth as if all creation would explode. The grotesque, chained creature roared ferociously.

The interior of the gate was dim and terrifying. Blood covered the ground, and numerous corpses lay nearby, some hanged, others crushed by millstones. Amidst the dense fog, the place appeared exceptionally eerie. In the distance, the landscape, though blurry, was even more chilling.

Without a word, the man cloaked in dark light entered and immediately launched an attack on the bizarre and terrifying creature beyond the gate. His power was boundless; he showed no fear, even though this was the legendary source of all strangeness, the land of all evil.

Though he had made no promises to the woman, nor uttered a sound, his fierce and dominant attack now revealed his inner turmoil. How could he remain unaffected? Even with a heart as firm as iron, he was moved; it was as if he could still see the woman's tearful smile before his eyes. For countless years, she had waited in helplessness and desolation, clinging to hope. Peach blossoms bloom for only one person, and she had finally waited for him; he had witnessed it. Yet, the fragrant petals, along with the woman's ethereal 'soul rain,' faded away together. After a sky full of fluttering, all that remained was eternal loss.

How could he not grieve? He was not a heartless man; his profound sorrow and rage had now transformed into the most potent killing intent. What more could be said? Only to utterly destroy this place! Even the Soul River, even the fabled Land of Misfortune where all who enter are doomed to die and none can survive, he would overturn. He would level it to the ground!

In his hand, the elongated bronze block expanded, its might as formidable as a mountain. He violently unleashed it forward. In the dimness of this Land of Misfortune, a place unimaginable to the outside world, everything was shrouded in blur and mist. Only the creature, massive and dark, was visible.

In an instant, sparks flew. The creature raised its iron chains to block the bronze block, and ripples of the Grand Dao spread with immense intensity and speed. With a thunderous boom, the energy unleashed by their collision swept through the world within the gate, causing widespread chaos. The creature within the gate, a massive black shadow, was violently repelled. It was bestial; even as it was forced back by the immense power, its arms cracked, blood splattered, and bone fragments became visible. Its eyes glowed a furious crimson as it stared fixedly at the man in dark light. Simultaneously, various objects scattered across the ground—broken carriage shafts, condensed stellar remains, and even the corpses of mighty beings permeated with chaotic energy—were sent flying, breaking, and shattering. This was indeed a Land of Misfortune, a truly ominous realm!

“Who dares trespass upon the Soul River? Die!” The stumbling black shadow, steadying itself in the distance, its chest heaving violently, let out a beast-like growl. The sound was intelligible, for its very soul consciousness vibrated with the words. It seemed to be delivering a verdict: those who trespass upon the Soul River shall be annihilated, body and soul!

“Boom!” Terrifying beams of light shot from the depths of the man's eyes. He was now far more formidable than the ferocious monster, devastatingly powerful. There was nothing left to say. He would offer a sacrifice, using the grotesque creature at the end of the Soul River as an offering to seek justice for the woman who vanished with the peach blossoms. Who caused her to fall into the Soul River back then? Anyone who dared to exploit her in such a manner deserved execution!

The elongated bronze block was wielded like a mighty sword, fierce and domineering. As it swept forth, it resembled an indestructible mountain crashing down, shattering space-time and even obliterating fragments of time, as if capable of freezing eternity and rewriting history. Again, sparks flew as the monster's chained arms twisted and lashed out, colliding with the bronze block. Instantly, order surged like an ocean, divine chains spread across myriad paths, and stellar rivers of rules pulsed forth.

During this fierce exchange, the black shadow roared in fury. As its arms and chains were forced down, one of the thick black horns on its head was struck and, accompanied by spurting blood, broke off instantly! The horn hit the ground like an immortal divine mountain falling, causing the entire world within the gate to rumble as if on the verge of collapse. That a single horn could fall with such impact, as heavy as if the nine heavens themselves were descending to crush the earth!

The black shadow roared, growing even more enraged, only to suffer an even more terrifying blow. The fragment of the great bell in the man's other hand vibrated, releasing tangible bell waves that surged forth like a bursting dam. They were vast, boundless, blindingly bright, and roared incessantly! The black shadow roared in fury, its entire body convulsing and covered in blood. The bell waves, like sharp swords and heavenly blades, pierced through all resistance, impaling the grotesque creature. Foul blood splattered everywhere, corroding the very fabric of heaven and earth.

It turned savage. From the site of its broken horn, silver light boiled, and soul power surged like a tide, unleashing terrifying energy outwards—a boundless torrent of soul substance. This soul power attack was more potent and terrifying than that of the Cosmos-level monster previously encountered by the Soul River, faintly threatening to erase space-time itself. Any living entity, any creature with a soul, could potentially be suppressed by this supreme secret technique!

Yet, what was astonishing was that the man shrouded in dark light remained calm and composed, completely unharmed. He exhaled softly, and with a thunderous boom, as if cleaving heaven from earth, he dispersed the dense soul substance, annihilating the terrifying attack.

However, the black shadow did not retreat. Instead, its crimson eyes were cold and sinister, as if it were smiling cruelly. At that moment, the chains wrapped around its arms seemed to ignite, glowing intensely with brilliant silvery-white flames. The densely inscribed symbols on the chains all flared dazzlingly. The silver chains pierced through all matter, thrusting towards the man in dark light, aiming to slay him.

Most terrifyingly, the dense symbols on the chains subtly emitted a sound, like billions of beings murmuring prayers, or endless demon lords chanting in low tones. As if to obliterate everything, the runes on the chains possessed incredible power, seemingly capable of suppressing eternity and piercing through myriad worlds with a single strike.

The man shrouded in dark light was surrounded by countless runes, his radiance surging. He instantly appeared to stand in a place impervious to all laws. Furthermore, the great bell fragment in his hand roared, its divine light tearing through the darkness, its radiance illuminating all directions. He directly slammed the bell fragment forward, crashing it into the approaching silver chain. Between the two, countless order runes appeared, as if billions of strands of divine radiance were cascading from beyond the mortal realm, intent on destroying everything. Even the powerful man in dark light had his pupils constrict. This silver chain was incredibly astonishing—indestructible, capable of colliding with an Emperor Bell, and able to shake eternity. It was an imperishable object!

“Those who trespass upon the Soul River shall die, and their entire clan shall be annihilated!” The black shadow roared, unleashing a secret technique recorded at the end of the Soul River. Time became discontinuous, and space chaotic. He seemed to stand within different temporal planes, as many figures emerged in waves, surrounding his opponent and attacking in unison. A massive tremor resounded. The man in dark light used the great bell fragment to unleash bell waves that swept through all directions, while various wondrous techniques erupted. The man shrouded in dark light fought with frenzied intensity. There was no prolonged battle; he was incredibly swift, unleashing world-shattering energy in a flash. The black shadow was covered in cracks and bleeding profusely. It struggled to resist, using silver chains to block and attempting to lock down the void.

At that moment, however, its head suddenly exploded with a *bang*, like a rotten watermelon, utterly shattered by the man's dominant and unparalleled strike. Its soul consciousness boiled, and furious roars echoed through the world within the gate. The creature rapidly recoiled, its silver chains emitting a dazzling light that illuminated the entire area. Its true form now became clearly visible: it had lost one head, but still possessed four others—one on its belly, one on its back, and two on its shoulders. It was indeed boundless in its horror, covered in black-red corpse hair, fiercer than any vengeful ghost. Its face was pitted and pockmarked, with maggots wriggling in and out of its decaying flesh. Evidently, these were ominous parasites, far from ordinary scavengers. The monster's mouth was filled with tusks, and viscous liquid constantly dripped from it. Its eyes glowed blood-red and sinister. With a great roar, its flesh began to writhe, changing form and mutating. It became more than ten times fiercer than before, undergoing an unspeakable transformation atop its already grotesque appearance. A foul stench assailed the nose. Its entire body was half-decayed, with numerous disgusting heads, tentacles, and claws growing from various parts, making it utterly repulsive to behold.

“As expected, it is being reared by someone, bound by chains,” the man cloaked in dark light remarked. One end of the silver chains on the monster was connected to a special stone pillar, indicating it was bound here.

“Trespass upon the Soul River, and death will not be your ultimate fate. You shall become muddled, just like that woman, and be enslaved for eternity!” The monster spoke with hatred, chanting some scripture. The silver chains in its hand flared even more intensely, making the entire dim world within the gate turn blindingly white, no longer dark and gloomy, but terrifyingly vast. That sound eroded one's life imprint, causing disorientation and a descent into the stupor of death, compelling one to abandon their very self. Yet, the man shrouded in dark light resisted it!

This man was overwhelmingly powerful. A symbol appeared on his brow, suddenly emitting a sky-piercing beam of light, then igniting boundless flames capable of baptizing the world and purifying all defilement. At that moment, his hair danced wildly, his gaze tearing through the void, utterly terrifying. The grotesque monster at the end of the Soul River dared to mention the woman, causing all his pent-up rage and grief to explode! “You...” Even the monster was somewhat horrified. “You deserve to die, unforgivable!” The man cloaked in dark light declared, his boundless killing intent and combat power surging violently and limitlessly like a vast ocean. Slaughtering the monster and eradicating the grotesque was his powerful, unshakeable resolve at this moment!

In his hands, the elongated bronze block and the great bell fragment roared and vibrated in unison, striking forward dozens, even hundreds of times. Almost instantly, they annihilated the monster! This dominance, this ferocity, was simply unbelievable. He directly shattered the grotesque body, literally blasting the monster apart, astonishing the world. This was the end of the Soul River, the very origin of all evil. Who would dare to tread here? Who could even reach this place? Once ensnared, one was destined to perish, body and soul, to be lost forever. Yet, the man shrouded in dark light, with unparalleled might, utterly annihilated the monster here, tearing it to pieces, splattering foul blood, and scattering decaying remnants everywhere.

“Roar!” The monster roared as its flesh and blood regathered, reassembling once more. All this was due to the silver chain, which reanimated and collected all the decaying flesh and foul blood, allowing it to revive and regenerate. The man shrouded in dark light was fearless. With a boom, the symbol on his brow reappeared and ignited, emitting boundless order, dense rules, and numerous chains of the Grand Dao. They coalesced into runic flames that engulfed the monster before him. The monster shrieked, thrashing uncontrollably.

Simultaneously, the man shrouded in dark light vibrated the great bell fragment, causing it to swell and reconstitute into a complete great bell, its formerly missing sections now formed by energy symbols. Then, the bronze block in his other hand also extended energy symbols, forming a complete bronze coffin. *Boom!* Wielding two unique weapons, he took a single stride, causing heaven and earth to resonate and threaten complete collapse. With a hum, the two weapons crashed down like two colossal mountains, terrifying the monster. Its expression twisted in fear as it frantically tried to flee, but it could not escape. This time, the assault was even more dominant. The two mountain-like weapons pulverized the monster into oblivion, utterly destroying it. The splattered foul blood and decaying flesh instantly turned to ash.

Deep within the world beyond the gate, another inexplicable entity roared, unleashing an immeasurable torrent of grotesque substance. It seethed with boundless rage, its low roar shattering the very trajectories of the Grand Dao. All creation seemed on the verge of annihilation; it was truly unimaginably powerful. For how many years had it been since someone dared to come to this place, to attack and kill with such fury? This enraged it.

“What are you howling about? You too shall die!” The man cloaked in dark light, wielding two unique weapons, took a single stride, covering an infinite distance, and vanished into the dense fog of this world. Ultimately, he again mercilessly crushed that immensely powerful grotesque creature, blasting it apart. Thereafter, as he pressed forward relentlessly, a total of six great monsters perished, all brutally blasted apart and meeting a tragic end.

The entire world fell silent, devoid of any sound. Only the man shrouded in dark light continued forward, alone. Around him, a misty rain of peach blossoms seemed to fall, reflecting his mood: regret, helplessness, and sorrow. Ultimately, he had been unable to save that woman.

Qi Zhen, that ethereal woman, pure as a fairy, was truly pitiful. Once the fourth most beautiful woman in the world, she had anxiously undergone rigorous cultivation in her search for him. The result was her own unspeakable transformation, followed by confinement in the Soul River, where she became muddled and desolate—a truly tragic fate. Her desires were few: she only wished he were still alive, so she could, as in the past, quietly follow him from afar, watching his back. He was indeed alive, having not perished in the conspiracy and bloodshed of that year! Yet, her simple wish remained unfulfilled; she faded away sadly, like scattered blossoms, forever gone.

“I will overturn the Soul River, shatter this place, as a sacrifice for you!” The man shrouded in dark light, carrying two unique weapons, strode purposefully towards the ultimate end of the Land of Misfortune.