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Desolate Fate

On the day he first met a cultivator, Yaan’s life was changed forever. All that he cared for was ripped away from him. He was forced into a despair-inducing situation, but he endured, he fought, he refused to give up. But why did he persevere, what drove him to go on? With nothing to return to, his hatred and rage fuelled his will to survive… But hatred begets more hatred and the flames of rage are extinguished with time. He was desperately clinging to any thread of meaning that he could find, but heated emotions do not last forever, and ambitions are rarely easily achieved. A person changes over time, often into that which they once despised… Life…is a struggle. A struggle against the world, a struggle against our own nature, and a struggle against fate. This is the tale of a lone person’s struggle through a twisted world, and his desperate attempt to resist his desolate fate.

SpicyDaoist · Fantasie
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Aztec Entrapment

Yaan did not want to lose himself.

Whenever he felt the terrifying slaughter within his soul, the slaughter that threatened to break out at any moment, erasing his sanity and causing him to do the unspeakable, he recalled a certain time, a time that he would rather forget…

Back in Zong Village, Yaan lost himself after being's completely overwhelmed by the power of the Slaughter Aura. He had needed to kill 100 people in order to complete the Fiend Foundation, but he never intended to slaughter so wantonly after losing his sound mind.

He killed so many innocents, children, his friends, the undeserving…

He lost control.

He caused so much damage when he was just a mortal. With his current strength, if he truly lost control, just what sort of catastrophe might he cause?

So, he was careful. He needed to kill, he needed to absorb Slaughter Aura, but he also needed to stay on guard.

Whenever he visited a branch tribe, he either dismantled or destroyed the formation. He killed the 5-Star Realm warriors and sometimes the more obstinate 4-Star Realm warriors, then assessed the aftermath.

After trying various methods of killing, Yaan concluded that using his Soul Force was definitely the way to go. If he wanted to create a method which could make use of Slaughter Aura to strengthen his soul, then using his Soul Force to kill was going to be an integral aspect.

After going through 144 tribes, he was starting to make progress. It was slow, but at least he managed to retain his sound mind. He had only made around half a percent of progress towards ascending his soul into an Arch Spirit, but Yaan held onto the hope that he would eventually develop a technique by going on like this.

Just as Yaan was lost in thought, he snapped out of it in an instant and abruptly stopped moving.

"What is it?" Rui was the first to ask.

"What's wrong, senior?" The Bloody Totem Tribe Leader asked.

Nobody else had the guts to say anything.

Yaan sighed, looking up deeply into the night sky.

"It seems that our pace was too slow and leisurely. The Aztec Flame Province's communication network is quite impressive." Yaan spoke aloud.

Everyone around him became tense.

From the darkness in the night sky, an Aztec man silently came forwards. He was a towering man, standing at 27 feet tall, and as he moved closer towards Yaan's group, he suddenly began shining with a light so splendid that it gave rise to the urge for others to bow their heads before him!

"6…6-Star Realm warrior!" Someone cried out in terror.

But that was far from the end.

In the darkness, countless Aztecs surrounded Yaan's 50-strong group.

Yaan glanced at the large man and assessed him quietly. He had beast teeth hanging around his neck and countless war wounds that he chose to leave on his body as a reminder of his failures.

Yaan then turned to the side, and saw individuals on either side of the huge man.

Each had 6-Star Realm cultivation.

The Bloody Totem Tribe Leader shrunk back, gritting her teeth, her heart palpitating in fear. However, she didn't dare to go back too far, because all around them, imposing Aztec men and women stared back. Their gazes were filled with hatred and killing intent. Their expressions made it clear that they could not wait to tear apart the Red Demon and his entourage!

Yaan didn't need to activate Reveal Truth to quickly count their numbers. He turned around slowly, showing his back to his multiple 6-Star Realm enemies, an arrogant display that shocked many people.

"1,605 4-Star Realm warriors. 92 5-Star Realm warriors. And…six 6-Star Realm warriors." Yaan stated plainly.

Everyone on both sides froze. Yaan's side broke out in cold sweat, whilst the opposing side felt disbelief.

They had shown three of their 6-Star Realm warriors, but how was he able to recognise the other three?!

"I see." Yaan looked around at the crowd that had come to greet him. "Feeling threatened by my assault against your tribes, six of your Peak 5-Star Realm warriors broke through to the Nirvana Life Realm in order to defeat me…"

The leader, the ruler of the Aztec Flame Tribe and the Aztec Flame Province, stepped forwards and stared down at Yaan with a gaze filled with deep killing intent.

His name was Flaming Lion. Fire surged in his blood, and even from a young age, battle and war had always ran through his veins. He had killed countless enemies on the battlefield, he grew up thriving on the Aztec culture, and eventually, he became the leader of this great province.

He was known to have the greatest killing intent of all men in this province!

He stared down at Yaan, releasing the full might of his 6-Star Realm aura…his 6-Star Realm killing intent! His intention was to scare Yaan so terrifically that he would break down and beg for mercy.

Yaan slowly looked up. He remained calm, showing a gaze that held a hidden slaughterous desire within.

For an instant, that gaze made the giant Aztec man feel strange.

But it was just a gaze filled with fairly strong killing intent, there was nothing special about it! It wasn't nearly as powerful as his…as his…as…his…

At first, Yaan's eyelids had been covering half of his eyes. In fact, ever since he emerged from his 200 years of secluded cultivation, he had kept his gaze partially hidden behind his eyelids, in order to restrain his overwhelming killing intent from leaking out into the world. If he revealed his true killing intent, his subordinates would not even be able to stand near him.

For the first time since forming his Slaughter Variant Spirit Soul, Yaan began to fully open his eyes, properly revealing his slaughterous desires to the world.

The Aztec giant felt as if he was slowly being crushed from below. Suddenly, a strange feeling emerged within his heart…he felt as if he had roused something that he shouldn't have…

Yaan continued to slowly open his eyes, but the Aztec powerhouse just wanted it to stop!

Yaan paused momentarily. He waved one hand, then slapped down towards his subordinates, sending them flying pitifully down to the ground. Being 'attacked' suddenly and without warning by their leader left them feeling aggrieved, but when they looked up in the next moment, they understood completely.

Yaan fully opened his eyes.

Whoosh…

It was not fast, but the wave of slaughter that spread outwards was like nothing any of these people had ever witnessed before. Palpitations of slaughterous desires spread through the air, causing it to look like the world itself was trembling in fear!

This was Yaan releasing his Soul Force without restraint, using it to kill, to slaughter wantonly, without holding anything back!

The world turned dark grey in an instant. Yaan stood at the centre of the slaughterous atmosphere, releasing wave after wave of slaughterous aura into the world around him.

Each wave was more terrific and awe-inspiring than the last, making it seem as if these waves…would never stop growing stronger!

The 6-Star Realm Aztecs were able to block and defend themselves, hastily retreating as they did so. They gasped for breath as blood dripped from their eyes, ears and mouths.

After a moment, the six of them reconvened instinctively, knowing that they needed to stick together.

"That must have been his strongest attack, there's no way that he could release something like that again!"

"Right! We need to regroup with the 5-Star Realm warriors! Have the 4-Star Realm warriors form formations, make them-"

"Uh…leader…"

"What is it?!" Flaming Lion turned in anger towards the person who interrupted his urgent plan, but that person was just staring upwards with a dumbfounded expression, unable to put his thoughts into words.

They all followed his gaze up. The eery, bloody, gruelling sight that met their eyes, caused all six of them to feel an emotion that they had never experienced before: terror!

The greatest, most renowned and revered Aztec powerhouses of the province…actually felt terrified in this moment!

Bodies dropped from the sky.

4-Star Realm, 5-Star Realm, it made no difference.

Only a few lucky ones escaped, thanks to being far enough away from the centre of the calamity that they were able to react in time and escape with severe injuries.

In an instant, 98% of their forces had been massacred!

That wasn't even the most terrifying part of it.

Yaan, stood in the centre, was completely covered by slaughter. The slaughter had filled his eyes, it flooded through his veins, his flesh, every fibre of his being.

The slaughter cut outwards, killing all life in its vicinity. It slaughtered wantonly, destroying all in its path, killing, killing, then killing some more!

"This is…just his aura, isn't it…?" One of the 6-Star Realm warriors swallowed slightly, subconsciously taking a step back.

None of them knew what to say.

However, just as it seemed that all hope was lost, the grey mist which was previously slicing through the falling bodies in the air, suddenly froze.

"You don't…control me! I…control you!" Yaan growled out in a blood-curdling voice.

Gradually, the grey slaughterous power began to retract back inside him. It was slow, and excruciatingly painful, but eventually, it all returned to his body.

Once in his body, forcing the grey power back into his soul was even more difficult. But, eventually, every spec of the Soul Force and the slaughterous power had returned to his soul.

Yaan breathed heavily. His eyes were filled with exhaustion, he looked weakened, like he was on the verge of passing out.

The 6-Star Realm warriors all looked at once another. Although shocked by what they had just witnessed, they were all experienced individuals…so they realised that it was now or never!

Whoosh!

They rushed forth at the same time.

"Yaan, six Nirvana Realm body temperers are coming for you, run." Rui's voice echoed in his mind.

Unexpectedly, Yaan shook his head.

"No…I nearly…understand…just a bit more…just a bit more…"

He looked up tiredly, then threw back multiple Rank 6 recovery medicines. Any one of these medicines was worth an entire Rank 5 tribe's treasury, yet he swallowed a dozen of them like candy.

This was far too wasteful, but right now, Yaan felt that it was worth it.

This fight, a battle that truly put his life on the line, was exactly what he needed in order to comprehend slaughter!

"Reveal Truth…" He muttered as he felt the energy returning to his body.

He saw six figures. They moved fast, but compared to Yaan, they were far too slow.

The large one, the leader, was the strongest, yet he did not concern Yaan much. All he possessed was brute strength, he knew zero spells, and he didn't even bother using treasures.

When he assessed the others, Yaan felt even more confident in his chances of victory.

There was a man with skin so dark that it looked unnatural; because it was. He was covered from head to toe in tattoos; he had actually entered Nirvana by following the astral path! This was extremely rare. He would make an excellent target for Yaan to comprehend slaughter.

There was a woman with bulging muscles, wielding a spear with extreme speed.

There was an extremely obese man. He looked like he was in terrible shape, but Yaan could see that he had immense energy reserves stored within his excess rolls of fat.

Lastly, there were two twins, male and female. They both wore fur cloaks, and they practically mirrored each other's movements. They both wielded daggers coated in poisons, something quite uncommon for the Aztecs.

Six 6-Star Realm warriors, attacking him at the same time.

And then there was Yaan, who already felt tired just from subduing his own slaughterous aura which had nearly escaped from his control.

In the dead of this bloody night, an eery smile appeared on Yaan's pale face.

Before the eyes of five of the six warriors, he suddenly vanished.

Were it not for him discovering with Reveal Truth that only one of these people possessed immortal stage dao comprehension, he might have actually fled. However, only Flaming Lion had immortal stage dao comprehension into the dao of fire, the rest had just entered Nirvana in order to protect their tribes from their calamitous enemy!

In Yaan's eyes, those 6-Star Realm warriors without immortal stage dao comprehension were basically just 5-Star Realm warriors with massive amounts of energy. Only Flaming Lion was a true Nirvana Realm cultivator in Yaan's eyes.

Regardless, every single one of them were the perfect targets for his slaughter.