People dying here naturally attracted a crowd. Evan Yang knew that this time, the Ten Nether Sky Kings would inevitably track them down. So while Megan Rain dealt with the attackers, he wasn’t idle either—he followed the Blood Demon Lord’s instructions, digging an artificial river around a mountain. But right now, that river was filled entirely with blood.
Watching the blood pile up, Megan Rain frowned. "What are you doing?"
"A friend taught me this. I’m not sure what it’s for, but you’ll see soon enough," Evan said thoughtfully.
Megan Rain watched Evan’s every move, full of curiosity. Soon, the corpses and blood overlapped, forming a wall taller than the mountain itself. Both Evan and Megan wondered why so many people had shown up this time.
Meanwhile, the ten had already arrived at the perimeter. After witnessing Megan Rain’s wild slaughter, Victor “Boss Nether” Kane stood in the air across the river—which by now wasn’t really a river anymore, as it was completely filled up.
"Dream Deity, and you—there’s no escape for you two. Even if we have to wear you down, you’ll die eventually," Boss Nether sneered. The crowd around them was dense and oppressive.
This time, to prevent Evan and Megan from escaping, the other nine maintained a formation: people could enter, but none could leave. Evan and Megan saw it clearly.
"Can we really get out safely?" Megan Rain felt the pressure. So many enemies—it felt endless. Even if they just wore them down, it would be enough to exhaust their strength.
Evan replied, "We can. Just wait."
Seeing Evan so confident, Megan Rain relaxed. Outside, Boss Nether kept up the pressure, laughing, "You can kill one, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand—but what happens when you kill a hundred thousand?"
"If a hundred thousand come, we'll kill a hundred thousand," Evan said coldly.
"Such big words! I want to see how you kill a hundred thousand," Boss Nether sneered.
Once the river was nearly ready, Evan followed the Blood Demon Lord's method and began laying an array over it. Soon, bloodlight erupted—the whole river was saturated with Blood-Marks. All the dead bodies suddenly rose again.
But only their bodies revived—they had no consciousness, moving purely by the array's power. Boss Nether was shocked, exclaiming, "You actually know this technique!"
"Well? Are you still coming?" Evan smiled, watching the revived corpses.
"Hmph, I'm not afraid!" Boss Nether had already resolved to go all out. He sent wave after wave of people to fight the revived corpses. These walking dead felt no pain and fought madly, and every enemy killed became another puppet on Evan's side. Soon, the area was full of corpses.
Boss Nether's face changed dramatically—at this rate, all their hundred thousand elite troops would end up as dead bodies.
"Damn it, this can't go on. I have to think of something," Boss Nether muttered to himself.
Watching the slaughter, Megan Rain finally relaxed a bit and asked curiously, "How do you know this technique?"
"I told you, someone taught me," Evan replied.
"This is seriously creepy, but you’d better not let those so-called righteous cultivators see it," Megan Rain said.
"Righteous? What’s righteous? In this world, only the strong rule," Evan said, dismissing the idea. He’d long since forgotten about so-called righteousness; power was all that mattered.
"Those who think they’re righteous—like Escaping Heaven Sect, Golden Heaven Temple, and others—they label techniques like this as heretical and send people to hunt down anything they don’t consider orthodox," Megan Rain explained.
"That’s pretty amusing. These people must have nothing better to do," Evan sneered.
"It probably has to do with their cultivation methods. Didn’t I mention that the Human Dao includes the Heavenly Dao? I think their Heavenly Dao is about eliminating all evil to perfect their own path—maybe that’s it," Megan Rain answered.
"Fine. If they mess with me, I don’t care if they’re ‘righteous’ or not—I’ll destroy them all the same," Evan said.
"I like that," Megan Rain laughed.
Evan smiled and kept watching the battlefield. Boss Nether was clearly losing his composure. If things kept up, not just a hundred thousand—even a million troops wouldn’t be enough. He quickly contacted the other nine and asked about their situation.
The nine also saw what was happening inside, but kept maintaining the grand formation. It was a special array: people could enter, but not leave. Still, seeing the chaos inside, they couldn’t stay calm and started discussing their options.
In the end, their plan was for nine to keep up the formation while Boss Nether left to find someone who could break Evan’s bizarre array.
Seeing Boss Nether disappear, Evan and Megan Rain wondered where he’d gone.
"Where do you think he went?" Megan Rain asked, curious.
"He left alone, but the others are still maintaining the formation—the one that keeps us trapped. That only means one thing: he’s gone to find reinforcements," Evan said.
"Reinforcements? Could it be someone who can break your array?" Megan Rain asked, intrigued.
"Maybe. Looks like we need to switch from defense to offense," Evan muttered.
"What’s your plan?" By now, Megan Rain already saw Evan as the leader, so she was curious.
"How much power can your artifact bow unleash?" Evan asked.
"If I really go all out, no God beneath the Heavenly Dao can withstand it—unless several people join forces with special artifacts," Megan Rain replied.
"Good. In a moment, aim for the lowest point in the formation—that’s the weakest spot. I’ll coordinate with you," Evan said.
Megan Rain trusted Evan and nodded. She took out her divine bow, charging it with all her strength, then fired an arrow at the formation’s highest point. At the same time, Evan drew the Soul-Devouring Divine Sword—his power surged so fiercely that Megan was startled by its aura.
"Shoot," Evan ordered.
Megan Rain didn’t hesitate—she released the arrow, aiming straight for the weak point in the sky. At that moment, Evan followed close behind, Soul-Devouring Divine Sword in hand. As the arrow struck the formation, Evan slashed down with his sword.
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If the arrow opened a breach, Evan’s sword shattered it wide, spreading cracks across the formation. The nine maintaining it suffered backlash—each spat blood. Evan grabbed Megan Rain and flashed away, vanishing. The nine cursed, but they’d lost all trace of them.
"Damn it, they escaped again. When Boss Nether asks, we'll be in trouble," Haotian Jade said.
"A hundred thousand troops wiped out, and we never even saw them," Lewis Yates said angrily. The others were just as frustrated—this was their elite army, gone for nothing.
Fuming, they searched all over the realm for Evan and Megan Rain, while Boss Nether had already left to find help.
Golden Heaven Temple—a famous orthodox sect in the Chaos World, specializing in eradicating heretical arts to accumulate Heavenly Dao Intent and perfect their own Heavenly Dao.
So-called Heavenly Dao Intent is the intent cultivated when one reaches the Heavenly Dao—though everyone cultivates it differently.
At this moment, Boss Nether was at Golden Heaven Temple, meeting an old friend.
The person was a bald middle-aged man, wearing strings of round beads—these weren’t ordinary beads, at least not in Boss Nether’s eyes.
"Boss Nether, what brings you to me today?" the man asked.
"Reverend Fang, you don’t know—I’ve run into trouble and can’t figure out how to break it. I was hoping you might have a solution," Boss Nether explained.
"Oh? What’s the issue? Tell me," Reverend Fang asked, intrigued.
Boss Nether explained the blood array in detail. After listening, Reverend Fang asked skeptically, "Are you sure you didn’t see wrong?"
"I’m absolutely sure—not a single mistake," Boss Nether affirmed.
"Looks like I need to go with you—this isn’t an ordinary array. Judging by its power, it must belong to some great demon. For the sake of the Heavenly Dao, I will help you destroy them," Reverend Fang declared.
Boss Nether had expected this response—he needed someone just like Reverend Fang, and he knew Fang would have a way. He smiled, "Alright, let’s go right now."
So the Golden Heaven Temple expert left with Boss Nether. When they arrived at the river of blood, they saw some walking corpses but no sign of Evan or Megan Rain.
Boss Nether was shocked—he quickly contacted the others. After learning what had happened, he was stunned, while Reverend Fang cursed, "Damn it, these people are monsters. I’ll help you wipe them out."
"You’re right, Reverend Fang. But it’s a pity about my hundred thousand elite troops," Boss Nether sighed.
"Let them rest in peace." Reverend Fang tossed his beads forward, instantly absorbing the walking corpses. The blood vanished, and everything returned to calm.
"Impressive as always, Reverend Fang," Boss Nether said.
"Just look at these people—you can tell they’re trouble. Don’t worry, I’ll help you with this," Reverend Fang assured him.
Boss Nether thought to himself, "You’re just after your own Heavenly Dao Intent."
But Boss Nether didn’t say it aloud. Instead, he said, "Now, those two are gone, and my people can’t find them anywhere."
"Don’t worry, I have a way. Leave it to me," Reverend Fang said.
Boss Nether was curious how Reverend Fang would find the two escapees. Fang smiled, took out a round disc with a pointer and directional marks.
"What’s that?" Boss Nether asked, intrigued.
"This is the Celestial Compass," Fang replied.
"What? That’s the legendary Celestial Compass?" Boss Nether exclaimed.
"Yes. That guy’s blood array must carry his aura. Once I feed it into the Celestial Compass, even if he leaves this realm, I can track him down," Fang said coldly.
Boss Nether was envious—if he had this, he’d never lose track of anyone. There’d be no need to rely on Fang.