Within the massive dark hand, one could see endless darkness converging, connected to the very essence of the Dark itself. In the palm, lines drawn by the Laws of Darkness took form—as though an entire dark world resided in that hand, vast and boundless. Beneath it, it felt like facing an entire universe. Heaven and earth offered no place to hide. The pressure exuded surpassed even the Dao Platform realm—it was the suppression from laws, from the very essence of Dao.
Darkness descended. There was no escape.
Fatty, upon witnessing it, screamed on the spot, "Damn! We've provoked a real big shot! Is this an innate god, the God of Darkness himself? Such dense power of laws... But your Fat Lord isn't here to roll over and die! Myriad Treasures Heavenly River—BREAK IT!"
Fatty's flabby face trembled as a crazed look flashed in his eyes.
All he wanted was to sneak into a secret chamber and steal some treasures. Who would've thought he'd dig up two kidneys?
The God of Darkness's kidneys?
Huh, kind of tempting...
His thoughts raced, but he quickly discarded those distractions. Seeing the dark hand descending, without hesitation, he activated his power. Instantly, beneath his feet, a long river emerged—radiating with multicolored light and filled with dazzling brilliance.
This was no ordinary river. Within the flowing waters were countless rare treasures, magical artifacts, and celestial items. Every drop of water was a precious treasure, each emitting dazzling brilliance on its own.
It was the Myriad Treasures Heavenly River, formed by the fusion of countless extraordinary items. The river merged their powers into a single terrifying force: the power of the treasure river.
As it appeared, the void was filled with endless treasure aura. Its radiant glow even pierced through the darkness.
The river stretched a full thousand zhang in length and a hundred zhang in width. Under Fatty's command, it surged forward like a divine treasure dragon, smashing fiercely into the massive hand of darkness.
BOOM!
The impact shook the heavens and the earth. The river's momentum was unstoppable. Though the dark hand was infused with the power of the Laws of Darkness, especially during the night when such power was at its peak—reaching twice its normal strength—the power within it had already surpassed the Dao Platform realm and reached the Dao Proving Realm. The pressure alone could suppress one's strength by 30%, whether they willed it or not. Such was the suppression of realm and Dao itself.
Yet, under the impact of the Myriad Treasures Heavenly River, the enormous dark hand was actually shattered!
The only cost was a slight dimming of the river's treasure glow, which quickly recovered. Fatty stood atop the river and, without delay, fled wildly out of Dark City.
"What is that?! Someone's flying over Dark City!"
"What river is that?! Damn, the glow! My eyes! I'm going blind!"
"Gods! That river is made entirely of rare treasures and artifacts. How many treasures is that?! I see a top-grade war hammer... and a top-tier defensive shield!"
"It's a mobile treasure river! Who the hell forged such a terrifying thing?!"
Within Dark City, countless cultivators raised their heads and were nearly blinded by the light. Then, tears streamed down their faces—not from emotion, but real grief. While they were still risking their lives for a single magic weapon, someone else had assembled a river of artifacts.
This was ultimate wealth.
Wealth beyond reason.
A person like this deserved death... If he didn't die, how could their hearts ever be at peace?
"You think you can escape? Stay right here!"
A cold, furious roar echoed from the sky. In the next moment, a colossal face emerged from the night sky, formed from countless flickering strands of dark light. It stared coldly at Fatty. Though it was just a face, it radiated a terrifying pressure—as if one were facing the entire heavens. All within Dark City felt suffocated under its presence.
"Th-the Lord of Dark City!"
Countless cultivators gasped. Deep down, they instinctively knew who this face belonged to.
"That's the thief from earlier! And that river... how much did he steal to make that?!"
Nannan looked up at the Myriad Treasures Heavenly River, eyes filled with shock. There truly was no end to the treasures within it. It was staggering.
"Don't underestimate him," Yi Tianxing said calmly, his pupils contracting. "He's at the Dao Platform Realm. That treasure river must be his life-bound treasure. Judging by its aura, it's a Innate spiritual treasure, and a high-tier one at that. It has terrifying growth potential. The more treasures it absorbs, the more powerful it becomes—eventually able to evolve into a Innate supreme treasure. Its power is terrifyingly unstoppable. Even among Dao Platform cultivators, few could contend with him. He's... a Heaven's Chosen. But something about him feels odd."
The Myriad Treasures Heavenly River's growth potential was indeed fearsome. Divine artifacts and rare items turned into drops of river water. Each piece of heavenly material refined into treasure energy—nourishing and evolving the other treasures. And what if the artifacts within rose to the Spirit Treasure level, or even beyond? If billions of spirit treasures were gathered into a single river... that destructive power could shatter the world.
Wherever it passed, even demons and gods would perish.
On the battlefield, it would be an unstoppable killing weapon—so terrifying it defied reason. Once it matured, it might rival even Yi Tianxing's Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower.
Of course, it first had to survive long enough to reach that level.
"Great Dark Divine Spear—KILL!"
Suddenly, a furious cry echoed through the void. Darkness gathered into a thousand-zhang-long Divine Spear of Darkness, covered in strange symbols and inscriptions, each radiating the principles of darkness itself.
"Myriad Treasures River—Heavenly River Sword, STRIKE!"
Fatty roared. The river beneath his feet burst into radiant treasure light, instantly transforming into a colossal Heavenly River Sword, slashing downward like the creation of the world itself.
In an instant, the Divine Spear of Darkness and the Heavenly River Sword clashed hundreds of times in midair.
"Brother... should we interfere?" Nannan asked.
"No. We have more important things to do."
Yi Tianxing's eyes gleamed. With a flash of light in his hand, the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower appeared—now a 44-floor behemoth, radiating with immense power. From within, a silver-white divine light surged outward.
With it came a silver divine saber—etched with mysterious runes and exuding a mighty, righteous aura.
Heavenly Emperor's Creation Hand—Demon Slayer Blade!
With a thought, Yi Tianxing fused his martial will into the blade. The tower's power was also channeled into it—not just from the blade's own world, but from all 44 mid-sized worlds within the Hongmeng Tower, merging into a single, overwhelming force.
"Slay... Slay!!"
The Demon Slayer Blade swelled in size, becoming a thousand zhang long. Carrying its overwhelming demon-slaying intent, it slashed down like a bolt of divine lightning, tearing through the night sky.
CRACK!!
The blade struck the hidden chamber below—so sudden that no one even noticed. In an instant, the chamber was split clean in half, leaving a deep fissure in the ground. The previously hidden ancient pool was fully exposed, along with a massive black cocoon inside. The saber cleaved it open, revealing a bizarre figure within.
It was a jet-black octopus. Dozens of twisted tentacles writhed, covered in strange demonic eyes. Atop its head was a vertical black eye, now radiating boundless fury.
The Demon Slayer Blade dripped with blood—one tentacle had been severed. Even in death, it radiated the Laws of Darkness. A faint red blade mark stretched across the octopus's massive body, straight from top to bottom.
"YOU COURT DEATH!"
"Ant! It's YOU again!"
The wound instantly healed under a surge of dark energy, even the embedded saber intent forcibly dissolved. Black mist surged around the creature as it launched a counterattack—one tentacle transforming into a massive Dark War Spear.
It was covered in monstrous demonic eyes.
As they opened, they pulled at the souls of all living things nearby.
AHHH!!
A wave of screams echoed across Dark City. Countless cultivators collapsed without warning. Their souls were drawn from their bodies and devoured by the spear's demonic eyes. In mere moments, over a hundred thousand souls were harvested, fueling the war spear and turning it even more horrifying.
It was as if the entire city now stared into the abyss of darkness.
"Demon Slayer Blade!"
Yi Tianxing sent the blade flying once more, clashing head-on with the dark war spear.
BOOM!!
The collision burst into a storm of divine light. The void around them shattered like glass.