Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence

Shen Yuan didn’t pay much heed to the events occurring on that island.

Since leaving Hai Province, in just two days, Shen Yuan had traversed hundreds of thousands of miles and already witnessed too many absurd and ignorant acts.

Some believed that consuming the flesh and blood of their kin could transform them into demons, leading them to slaughter each other on the resource-rich islands.

There were thieves who claimed to be Immortals, who killed their benefactors, seized their storage bags, and embarked on the path of cultivation, seizing control over certain islands.

In these seas, far from the boundaries of the human Imperial Dynasty, without the protection of the humanity fate, numerous beings were recklessly corrupted by the demonic aura.

Though they retained human form, they had long been indistinguishable from demons.

The people on that island were just one of the many ignorant beings.

Although Shen Yuan carried the great momentum of the Human Path, he didn’t consider himself a savior, nor did he believe he could save everyone.

The only thing he could do was to acknowledge their choices, dispel the cast protection talisman, and let the islanders live or perish on their own.

As he drew closer to Ying Island region, more and more islands emerged in the seascape, many of which were occupied by Evil Gods and Menreiki with traces of Hell’s aura from the Netherworld.

Having understood the reasons behind this, Shen Yuan had no intention of investigating and instead sped up his pace.

Finally, as the distant sea horizon revealed a vast expanse of land, Shen Yuan suddenly felt the Mana of the Aquatic Tribe that dominated the sea began to fade, replaced by a complex intertwining of the fates of Humanity, Divinity, and the Ghost Path.

Among these, the fates of Humanity and Divinity were in constant decline, barely managing to maintain a level of opposition to the Ghost Path.

Feeling the entanglement of these combined fates, a flash of clarity passed through Shen Yuan’s eyes.

"No wonder Ying Island has been able to withstand the invasion from the kingdom of Hell for so long; it turns out the might of the Divinity Path here is even greater than that of the Human Path.

However... why do I sense a familiar feeling from this Divinity fate?"

As he swiftly approached, Ying Island grew larger and larger in Shen Yuan’s field of vision.

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Under the operation of the Star Astrology Divine Power, Shen Yuan could clearly see that the dark Hell aura rising from the entire Ying Island region almost occupied the firmament.

Above the sky, the sunlight was dim, and an invisible dark cloud enveloped everything, as if dragging this land into the world of dark Hell.

In remote areas of Ying Island, the dark Hell aura had already completely taken over the present world, and only the central core area near the center of Ying Island still retained some of the Human Path and Divinity Path fates.

With a single glance, Shen Yuan took in the entire Ying Island, and countless stars circulated, helping him deduce the key points of the Netherworld’s invasion across Ying Island region.

Various pieces of information gradually surfaced in Shen Yuan’s mind, yet for some unknown reason, that both unfamiliar and familiar feeling grew stronger.

"Forget it!"

With a slight frown, Shen Yuan stopped pondering over the superfluous information and directly flew towards the nearest dark Hell node.

...

"Damn it!"

Barely dodging a Ghost King that surged up from beneath the ground, Bai Zhao activated his Mana to form a giant seal that crushed the Ghost King, its broken body falling down causing a commotion among the people.

"It’s none other than Lord Bai Zhao!"

"Lord Bai Zhao’s divine might is unparalleled!"

"With Lord Bai Zhao stationed here, these ghost creatures won’t stand a chance of breaching Luliang City!"

Hearing these jubilant cheers, Bai Zhao’s face showed no joy; instead, he scolded sternly,

"Shut up, all of you!"

The cheering on the city walls ceased instantly, but Bai Zhao’s rebuke caused no displeasure among the people; instead, their eyes filled with even more admiration.

Seeing this, Bai Zhao sighed deeply, once again suppressing the thought of abandoning the city and fleeing.

Surveying the battlefield before him, the earth was strewn with severed limbs and corpses, the dim soul fire igniting mountains of bodies, reflecting a chill of murderous intent.

Ghost Kings that stood like thousand-foot mountains were pinned to the earth with hundreds of swords, the remnants of the barrier piled with the corpses of Yin-Yang Masters retained fragments of the shattered Ghost King’s Spirit Soul, and broken statues embedded in the bodies of ghost creatures mixed with the flesh and blood of serving mikos...

On this battlefield of men and ghosts, the dense aroma of death converged, almost acting as a conduit for the descent of the dark Hell world.

And several miles away from the battlefield, the once-raging river had turned into a projection of Hell’s tributary, its clear waters now muddied, as countless Hell specters climbed out of Hell’s waters, incessantly swarming toward Luliang City.

Looking around atop the city walls, what was once a stronghold that housed tens of thousands of Yin-Yang Masters and hundreds of thousands of Samurai, boasted to hold back Hell specters at the borders, was now reduced to mere hundreds of cultivators.

Most of these cultivators were wounded, some of them barely clinging to life.

The reason for this was a simple one: Ying Island was too weak.

Ying Island region lacked a strong foundation for cultivation; what it had were only fragments of the Yin-Yang Master and Samurai cultivation systems that had been passed down since ten thousand years ago.

While these systems gained some advantages in the early period of the Spirit Energy Tidal Surge, they revealed their shortcoming once the world entered the stage of resurgence.

That is, the ceilings of these two systems were far too low!

According to legend, the entities that passed down the Yin-Yang Master and Samurai cultivation systems only reached the Spirit Refining Stage themselves.

All cultivators faced an almost certain end to their path upon breaking through to the Spirit Transmutation Stage, their further progression limited to personal exploration, which led to Ying Island’s scarcity of high-end combat power.