Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2524: Claws of Darkness (1)



Primal Chaos, the Southern Expanse.

Another month passed since the breakout of the creatures of chaos from within the Ancient Battlefield. The news quickly spread throughout every corner of the Primal Chaos. Many places fell to the overwhelming power of the creatures of chaos.

In the Southern Expanse, the creatures of chaos began to appear. They destroyed everything in their paths, leaving devastation behind.

Inside the Far East Realm, the head of the Far East Trading Group, Dongfang Hao, sat at the head of a long table with a solemn expression. The emergence of the creatures of chaos was severely affecting his business. In the past month, many people in his group had been lost to unexpected attacks.

"We cannot sit and wait. It's time to choose whether we should run," an old man spoke up. He was the first elder, Dongfang Qiang.

"Where should we run to?" another old man, Dongfang Fan, asked.

Everyone glanced at each other, but there was no solution. The atmosphere inside the room was extremely depressing.

"Father, how about we contact Young Master Yun?" Dongfang Xue asked cautiously.

In the past few years, Yun Lintian's name had been heard from time to time. His deeds had been circulated throughout the Southern Expanse, especially his journey to the God Tomb. Dongfang Xue believed that he might have a solution for her clan.

Dongfang Hao furrowed his brow deeply. Compared to Dongfang Xue, the information he had on Yun Lintian was more detailed. Yun Lintian had been missing for a while now, and he had no idea where to find him.

"It's not a bad idea, but where can we find him?" Dongfang Hao said, a hint of worry in his voice. "He has disappeared for years now."

Dongfang Xue bit her lower lip and said nothing. Indeed, she had no idea either.

Just as she was about to say something, a panicked voice suddenly came from outside.

"Sir! It's not good! A group of Shadow Demons has appeared outside!"

Dongfang Hao's expression changed drastically. "What?" he exclaimed, his voice filled with disbelief.

The entire hall erupted in chaos, the news of the Shadow Demons' arrival sending shockwaves through the Dongfang Clan. Fear and panic gripped the hearts of the cultivators, their faces pale with dread.

Dongfang Hao, despite his own apprehension, quickly regained his composure. He knew that as the leader of the clan, he had to remain calm and decisive in the face of danger.

"Everyone, remain calm!" he commanded, his voice booming through the hall, cutting through the panic. "We will face this threat together. We will defend our home!"

His words, though laced with a hint of bravado, instilled a sense of courage and determination in the hearts of his clan members. They looked to him for guidance, their fear momentarily quelled by his unwavering resolve.

Dongfang Hao, with a swift motion, drew his sword, its blade gleaming with sharp light. "Elders, gather the disciples and prepare for battle!" he ordered, his voice filled with authority.

The elders nodded in unison, their expressions grim but resolute. They quickly dispersed, their voices echoing through the halls as they rallied the clan members, preparing them for the impending confrontation.

With a whoosh, everyone rushed into the sky, leaving the Far East Realm.

As they emerged, a chilling sight greeted them. A horde of Shadow Demons, their forms grotesque and menacing, swarmed toward the realm, their eyes glowing with malevolent hunger.

Upon seeing Dongfang Hao and the others, the Shadow Demons instantly rushed toward them like hungry ghosts.

Dongfang Hao, his sword raised high, let out a battle cry that echoed through the battlefield. "Defend our home!" he roared, his voice filled with fierce determination.

The Dongfang Clan members, their hearts pounding with a mix of fear and courage, charged forward, their weapons gleaming with defiant light. They clashed with the Shadow Demons, their blades meeting claws, their spells colliding with dark energy.

BOOM!!

The battle raged, a chaotic dance of death and destruction. The air was thick with the stench of blood and the acrid smell of burning flesh. The ground was littered with the bodies of fallen cultivators and Shadow Demons, their lifeblood staining the once-pristine landscape.

Dongfang Hao, his sword a blur of motion, fought with a ferocity that belied his age. He cut down Shadow Demon after Shadow Demon, his blade a beacon of light amidst the encroaching darkness.

But despite their valiant efforts, the Dongfang Clan members were no match for the overwhelming number and power of the Shadow Demons. Their defenses crumbled, their attacks faltered, their numbers dwindling with each passing moment.

Dongfang Xue, her heart filled with despair, watched as her clan members fell one after another, their lives extinguished by the relentless onslaught. She fought with desperate courage, her sword a whirlwind of defiance, but she knew that they were losing, that their home was on the verge of falling.

Seeing this, Dongfang Hao turned to look at his daughter. "Xue'er, run now!"

"No!" Dongfang Xue refused to leave. She wanted to stay and die with her family.

Dongfang Hao looked at Dongfang Xue's butler, Uncle Fu, and shouted, "Take her away! Go south!"

Uncle Fu knew that he couldn't waste any time. He quickly arrived behind Dongfang Xue and took her away.

"Let go of me!" Dongfang Xue struggled, her gaze fixed on her father's broad back.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Uncle Fu gritted his teeth and rushed onto the profound ark, preparing to

leave.

Dongfang Hao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. His gaze hardened with determination. He was ready to perish with the Shadow Demons.

The remaining elders felt the same. They knew they couldn't escape. What they needed to do was buy time for their descendants to leave safely.

Just as Dongfang Hao and the remaining elders braced themselves for their final stand, a figure materialized from the swirling chaos, her presence as serene and ethereal as a moonbeam piercing through the darkness.

She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, her pristine white robes flowing like liquid moonlight, her long, raven hair cascading down her back like a silken waterfall.

Yun Chan, her eyes shimmering with a cold light, surveyed the battlefield with a calm detachment. Her sword, a slender blade of pure white jade, hummed with a celestial energy that seemed to repel the encroaching darkness.

With a graceful flourish, she raised her sword, its tip tracing a delicate arc in the air. A wave of pure energy erupted from the blade, slicing through the ranks of Shadow Demons like a scythe

through wheat.

Puff! Puff! Puff!