Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

From the depths of the endless void, a pitch-black giant hand suddenly emerged!

This immense hand, vast beyond compare, obscured the sky and sun, plucking stars and seizing moons; the cracks in its palm resembled ancient mountains, yet held within an endless array of eerie ghostly scripts. Amid the swirling black aura, countless ghostly figures shuttled back and forth, as Ghost Ancestor, with a mere flip of his hand, conjured the might of billions from the Netherworld Ghost Country.

The giant hand pierced through layers of void, bearing infinite power as it descended from a distant cosmic realm, enveloping the Great Demon King!

The Six-Eyed Demon King's expression changed abruptly.

Simply being attacked by a Creation Realm Great Power wasn't the issue; the crucial point was that this attack signified the return of Biluo Creation Ancestor.

They had come with their elite troops to ambush, showcasing their greatest attack strength from the start, precisely to break Biluo's defenses and seize the Biluo Origin before the Biluo Expedition's Creation Ancestor could react.

Now, the emergence of that overwhelming ghost hand meant their ambush had failed.

He was unaware that the Earth Mother Goddess from the Natural Divine Realm had other intentions, deliberately leaking this information to Grandmaster Taixuan and his peers, leading to their ambush plan being preemptively known by them.

However, if it failed, so what!

They were, after all, demons of the Dark Camp, terrifying beings that brought chaos to the Ten Thousand Worlds, making countless living beings tremble in fear, and this attack was a joint assault by the creation sovereigns of Hell, Abyss, and Demon Realm. Even if Biluo's strong returned after abandoning their war with the Light God Realm, what then?

Although not all the Great Demon Kings and Great Monarchs of their three worlds were present, there were still more than ten of them here. With their strength, could they possibly fear Biluo Great Powers?

So, with fierce determination, the Six-Eyed Demon King unleashed strange demonic rays from his six massive demon eyes toward the sky, while raising six oddly-shaped demon soldiers to strike at the giant hand in the void.

The pitch-black ghost hand fiercely collided with the ominous demonic qi, resulting in a stunning scene. With a resounding boom, the Six-Eyed Demon King was sent flying!

This powerful demon king couldn't withstand a strike from the ghostly hand, being swatted tens of thousands of miles away. Not only did cracks appear on his scale armor, but even the formidable Demon Path Divine Weapon in his hand broke in half!

The Six-Eyed Demon King looked up at the void in shock.

As Demon Realm's Great Demon King, a dignified Creation Sovereign, he never expected that he wouldn't fully withstand a single strike from his opponent and was utterly defeated.

Though among the Great Demon Kings in the Demon Realm, he was ranked lower and hadn't achieved the Creation Sovereign status for as long as the others, he still held himself in high esteem. Aside from Great Demon King Satan, he believed that while he might not match other Great Demon Kings, he wouldn't fall significantly behind them as a fellow peer.

But now, his confidence was shattered by more than half by this giant hand!

It seemed that even within the Creation Realm, such vast differences existed!

The Six-Eyed Demon King was unaware that the gap between him and Ghost Ancestor wasn't initially this significant. Only after Ghost Ancestor seized the Witch Ancestor's corpse and mountain-like Origin Fragment in the Wizard World, causing a massive surge in power, did his cultivation and war power rival those of the Mituom Buddha, who had accumulated for countless years at the peak of the Creation Realm.

Mituom Buddha surpassed Ghost Ancestor due to extended years of enlightenment, but in terms of power accumulation, endless years couldn't compare to directly refining the World Origin to absorb Innate Qi.

This explains why, during the ancient primordial era, many mighty beings emerged. The primordial land was teeming with treasures, precious opportunities were everywhere, and Innate Qi was not uncommon. Anyone with some Qi fortune could find suitable opportunities, making it hard not to become a powerful figure!

Especially since this was a full-powered strike from an incensed Ghost Ancestor, retreating the Six-Eyed Demon King was quite normal.

However, after repelling the Six-Eyed Demon King, Ghost Ancestor did not pursue the advantage but maneuvered the giant hand toward the figure of the Netherworld City Lord!

"Master..."

The nearly ethereal figure of the Netherworld City Lord trembled slightly, those already transparent eyes peering through the pitch-black giant hand toward the edge of the void, seemingly catching a glimpse of the immense, cruel yet awe-inspiring figure!

Unfortunately...

A faint ripple emerged in his consciousness, which had already blurred to the extreme.

Unfortunately, he could not persevere any longer; otherwise, with Ghost Ancestor's supreme Dao cultivation, understanding of the Ghost Path, and insights into the Reincarnation Law, he might have had a slim chance of survival!

After all, during the Ancient Great Tribulation, his soul body was saved by Ghost Ancestor, with his primordial spirit soul nurtured and repaired with Creation Energy, retaining the power aura of Ghost Ancestor within his soul. As long as a sliver of his soul's spirit light remained, Ghost Ancestor might again trace the origin with Creation Energy to preserve a chance of survival for him.

But now, it was already too late!

Initially, in his grievously injured state, he had exhausted everything to stall the Six-Eyed Demon King, not only incinerating his Eternal Soul and Immortal Energy but also using his own Dao Principle Power as kindling to sustain the performance of the Other Shore Reincarnation Supreme Method.

Now, having exhausted everything completely, only the last trace of his obsession remained unrealized, not yet drawn into the Other Shore. Upon seeing the Ghost Ancestor's return, that last trace of obsession, barely supporting his heart, also dispersed knowing Biluo would not be conquered.

So even though he felt some regret, he wasn't saddened. He merely sighed lightly, completely dissolving into nothingness, his consciousness sinking into darkness.

The Ghost Ancestor's large hand grasped at emptiness, and by the time his palm reached forward, the figure of the Netherworld City Lord had completely dissipated, leaving not even a shred of thought behind—only that singularly enchanting Other Shore Flower blooming at its most beautiful moment!

In the depths of the Endless Void, the figure of the Ghost Ancestor broke through layers of space, emerging from the farthest reaches of the universe.

He looked at the Other Shore Flower swept back into his hand, unable to sense any trace of the Netherworld City Lord's presence, and his expression turned extremely grim.

Even though he had previously sensed the Netherworld City Lord's soul body dissipating, in shock, he forcibly broke through the Endless Void without regard for consumption, rushing frantically, yet still failed to save the Netherworld City Lord. This made his heart swell with rage.

The ten City Lords of the Ten Ghost Cities were not only his strongest force but also true disciples taught directly by him, strong entities he had wrested from death during the Ancient Great Tribulation, having an inseparable bond with him.

While different from bloodline descendants, the intimate relationship between master and disciple, along with the soul and flesh he had remodeled for them with his own power, was even closer than father-son affection.

Moreover, each City Lord cultivated a similar Dao path to his, carrying extraordinary significance to him. Now, watching the Netherworld City Lord die before his eyes, he was instantly furious beyond measure, his cold gaze fixating on that evil Great Demon King with six eyes.

"Ghost Ancestor!"

"The Ghost Ancestor has returned!"

"Hahaha, fellow Daoists, with our Biluo Creation Ancestor's return, how could we fear these demons? Fight with me, entangle these demons; don't let them escape.

This time, these demons dared to covet our Biluo, slaughtering many of our Biluo fellows. We must make them pay tenfold or a hundredfold to make them understand the might of our Biluo!"

Many great powers from the Biluo side were overjoyed at the sight of the Ghost Ancestor's figure.

The Ghost Ancestor's return also meant that the other Creation Ancestors were on their way.

Though they knew it was impossible for all the Creation Ancestors to withdraw during the critical juncture of battling the Light God Realm, for if the expeditionary army lacked enough powerful figures to hold the line, a counterattack by the Light God Realm could lead to heavy losses.

But not all Creation Ancestors returned; just a few would be enough to, with the assistance of the Spring and Autumn Ancestor, defend Biluo tightly, no longer like before when they could only suffer blows without counterattacking, eventually forcing the Immortals and Eternals to fight desperately!

The various immortals of all factions were so excited that they didn't care that their strength still lagged behind their opponents', nor did they consider that only the Ghost Ancestor was currently present, and directly launched a counterattack, leaving the black forces bewildered.

"You deserve death!"

A dim flame rose in the Ghost Ancestor's eyes, ten strands of black qi shot up behind him, like a peacock spreading its tail, but carried immense power and an aura of violent killing intent, aimed straight at the Six-Eyed Demon King: "To attack my Biluo and kill my disciples—what audacity."

"Hmph!"

Though the Six-Eyed Demon King was alarmed by the Ghost Ancestor's formidable strength, he was not afraid, relying on the presence of other Great Demon Kings from the Dark Camp beside him.

Upon hearing this, he snorted coldly: "You're the one with guts, daring to come alone. Aren't you afraid of falling into our encirclement? Even if your world is right before you, under the siege of so many Great Demon Kings, you might not have the chance to escape back to your world!"

"Who said only the Ghost Ancestor returned?"

From the distant starry void came a domineering and rough voice: "The three great worlds of the Dark Camp? Such a grand display, such arrogance, daring to attack while we were away.

Heh, heh, it's been so long since I, the Ancestor Zhan Tian, let loose in slaughter. Over the years, I've mainly struggled with the Creation Sovereigns of the Wizard and Angel clans, abstaining from killing for tens of thousands of years. I wonder if your fiends from the Great Dark Worlds are as swiftly slain as those Heavenly Demon Realm guys of yore!"

As he spoke, the mighty figure of Ancestor Zhan Tian strode forward in the void, stepping through countless layers of space, arriving in an instant.

Behind Ancestor Zhan Tian were two Buddha Golden Bodies, radiating endless Buddha Light, with waves of Sanskrit echoing through the void, even alluring several elite demon soldiers in the Demon Clan's army who were initially confused by the celestial notes, showing enraptured expressions.

If not for the many great powers of the Demon Clan who recognized the danger and timely used Demon Sound to jolt them awake, surely many demon soldiers would have developed a Buddha Heart and converted to Buddhism on the spot!

Even further back, a few Dragon Roars shook the starry sky, and vast Divine Dragon bodies snaked through, passing over one enormous star after another, arriving in an instant.

There was also a Phoenix Cry resounding across the Milky Way, as Xihuang transformed into a Five-Colored Heavenly Phoenix, spreading its wings to cover the sun and moon, with the Vermilion Bird raising endless Nanming Divine Fire, crashing through a star along the way, turning numerous meteorites into scorching magma scattered all around!