The Nightmare World could completely serve as a special kind of bridge. Whoever could seize control of this bridge would gain absolute initiative in the war. The benefits from such a thing were absolutely beyond imagination.
"Impossible. The Nightmare World is unique. It is a supreme great world, in no way inferior to either Eternal or Yongye. Its Nightmare Laws are the most bizarre and ever-changing. Once you enter, no matter how powerful you are, you may be buried within, unable to escape. Even if Yongye knows of it, they cannot use it. The strong beings within the Nightmare World would never allow it."
Yi Tianxing shook his head in denial.
If Yongye could borrow the Nightmare World as a passageway, they would have already done so in the last era. They would never have waited until now. The Nightmare World is not something anyone can simply make use of—it is an incomparably strange world where illusion and reality intertwine. At any time, one could fall into it, and even a lifetime of strength could turn to nothing.
The stronger one is, the more wary one is of the Nightmare World.
Few would easily meddle with it.
If not for Yi Tianxing possessing the Nightmare Life Aperture, able to establish Nightmare Sanctuaries at will within the Nightmare World to stabilize its changing laws, he too would not be willing to step into it lightly. Within Great Yi, the Gate of Nightmare was fused into the Star Network, and every day, countless citizens set foot into the Nightmare World. Yet every day, uncountable spiritual avatars collapsed and perished. Fortunately, those were merely avatars; even if they fell, it only caused some damage to one's spiritual will.
After some rest, recovery was possible.
Within Great Yi, entering the Nightmare World for training had long become a routine form of cultivation. From it, people could even obtain strange treasures and cultivation resources. Many Nightmare Hunters who specialized in exploring the Nightmare World had appeared.
Yet what they touched was only a drop in the ocean, not even worth mentioning compared to the Nightmare World's true scope.
"Indeed. But with you here, we can use the Nightmare World as a springboard, a bridge, completely bypassing conventional methods and avoiding Yongye's sight. I can guarantee that right now, Yongye has no idea we are here."
Rahu spoke with firm certainty, a trace of strange excitement flickering between his brows.
To silently infiltrate the Yongye Battlefield—this was the frontline of Yongye's world. If they didn't stir up some storm here, wouldn't this trip be wasted?
"Yes. This time we came, first, to confirm the accuracy of the coordinates; second, to probe the truth of the Yongye Battlefield; and third, to investigate the information about that Ancestral Vein. If possible, we will directly extract that Ancestral Vein."
Yi Tianxing's eyes flashed as he spoke decisively.
The purpose of their arrival was clear.
The first objective had already been confirmed—it was indeed possible to use the Nightmare World as a bridge to leap across endless distance and directly enter the Yongye Battlefield. Now it was time to accomplish the other goals.
Raising his eyes toward the void, he could see thirteen blood moons hanging high above. The moonlight they shed carried a strange divine rhythm. Bathed in it, one's emotions were involuntarily stirred into different waves.
Affected.
"These thirteen blood moons are the very foundation of Yongye. Each represents a terrifying supreme powerhouse. What appears on the battlefield are only their projections—their true bodies are not here, but remain in the very heart of Yongye World. Yet even as projections, they hold immeasurable might. Even Hunyuan realm powerhouses cannot shake the existence of the blood moons."
Rahu looked up, a solemn expression on his face. He spoke slowly.
In the last era, he too had been the progenitor of the demons, his strength unmatched. When attacking Yongye, he had followed into the fray, witnessing and learning far more than most ever could.
"Under my Dayan Tianji San (Great Divination Celestial Umbrella), all fate is concealed. As long as we do not expose ourselves, no one within the Yongye Battlefield will perceive us." Yi Tianxing nodded slightly, no longer concerning himself with the blood moons. After all, they were still far beyond his current reach.
"There are three Ancestral Veins within the Yongye Battlefield, supporting its operation: the Shadow Ancestral Vein, the Demonic Blood Ancestral Vein, and the Dragon Demon Ancestral Vein. Each lies dormant in a major stronghold. One is beneath the Shadow Mountains, one beneath the Land of Blood, and one within the Dragon Soul Mountains. According to the map, we are closest to the Land of Blood, which is occupied by the Blood Demon Clan."
Rahu unfolded a map and gave it a quick glance, immediately determining their location. This map was one of his treasures, recording the terrain of the Yongye Battlefield. In this place, it was invaluable. Without it, charging in blindly would mean not even knowing where the target was—that would be true disaster.
"The Blood Demon Clan is not to be underestimated. They excel at creating Blood Slaves, who fear neither death nor pain, and carry blood poison. In terms of troublesome enemies, they are no less than the Zerg. Back in the battlefield, I fought them myself. Though victorious, I never underestimated them. From the news Tianxie brought, the Blood Demons are among the peak races of Yongye. If they weren't, how could they possibly occupy one of the supreme Ancestral Veins, suppressing the battlefield as one of its pillars? That much is unquestionable."
Yi Tianxing nodded.
Moreover, the Blood Demons' true foundation was not even in the battlefield but within Yongye itself, where they held yet another supreme Ancestral Vein—the Blood River Ancestral Vein. One could only imagine how terrifying their strength must be, to control two Ancestral Veins. None dared provoke them. To underestimate them was to court death.
"I recall that when we stormed Yongye in the last era, the Blood Demons were one of Yongye's main forces. Their clan possessed a terrifying treasure, an artifact on par with the Eternal Ark—the Blood Demon Banner. Once unfurled, it unleashed endless blood seas. Anything caught within, even Eternal Arks, were destroyed and shattered, sinking into the blood tide. If not for the Martial Ancestor's Martial Tomb Ark standing before us, it would have been an insurmountable barrier."
Rahu's eyes flickered with memory and deep emotion.
One could even see a trace of lingering fear.
The battlefield of the last era had been drenched in blood, battles unimaginably brutal. Each great war claimed uncountable lives. One never knew if falling asleep at night meant waking up the next morning.
The Blood Demon Banner's terror surpassed the realm of innate treasures, reaching an entirely different level.
As they spoke, they continued moving.
Both were peak powerhouses, and with the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella concealing their aura and form, they sped through the void, heading directly toward their destination guided by the map. Along the way, they saw enormous cities standing tall on the Yongye Battlefield. Within each city, countless war slaves and soldiers were being ceaselessly bred, then dispatched to every region.
"The Summoning Pits of Yongye are the source of their war potential. The Summoning Pits resonate with the blood moons, endlessly drawing upon their power to produce demonic troops. As long as the Summoning Pits are not destroyed, Yongye's war potential is infinite. In the last era, whenever we fought Yongye, the very first task was to find and destroy their Summoning Pits. Otherwise, no matter how many you kill, more keep coming—countless lives wiped out, only for more to appear in the next moment."
Rahu admitted this with a trace of dread.
Some things can only be truly understood through firsthand experience.
The depth of Yongye's foundation was unfathomable.
"This era will decide victory or defeat—life or death."
Yi Tianxing spoke calmly.
In his heart, he had long been prepared.
The only question was how much more time Heaven and Earth would grant him.
Great Yi was still weak, and it needed time to grow.
What Great Yi lacked most… was time.
…
The two conversed as they traveled, never alarming the surrounding Yongye Demon Cities. Unknowingly, they arrived at a vast plain.
"What a Land of Blood— even the very ground is crimson, stained completely by blood."
Stopping, they saw before them a boundless plain, its soil entirely red. Bending down to grab a handful of earth, a light squeeze revealed drops of blood seeping out. The thick stench of iron filled the air, and one could clearly sense the baleful aura and unique demonic power permeating the soil. This was the aura of the Demonic Blood Ancestral Vein.
On the surface, patches of grass grew.
But the grass was not green—it was blood-red. These blades seemed formed from pure blood, swaying wantonly with a chilling aura.
Moreover, each blade of grass contained unique power of blood. To cultivators of the Blood Laws, even a single stalk was a natural treasure, capable of enhancing their Dao. Its value was immeasurable.
"The Demonic Blood Ancestral Vein lies right beneath this plain, within the Land of Blood itself."
Yi Tianxing and Rahu exchanged a look, both sensing the vast aura underground. It was the breath of an Ancestral Vein. Yet they could also sense that this Ancestral Vein had not reached maturity—it was still growing. A young Ancestral Vein.
"This place is the Blood Demon Clan's core stronghold. Their vigilance over the Ancestral Vein will be unimaginably strict. Do you see those towers? They are the Blood Demon Towers, erected directly above the vein and linked to it, drawing upon its power for cultivation. Within each tower are countless Blood Demon powerhouses in seclusion. The strongest among them are no weaker than Dao-Proving realm experts. Moreover, greater powers guard the vein itself, rarely leaving it."
Rahu explained, clearly knowing details of this Land of Blood.
"In that case, how could we possibly steal away the Demonic Blood Ancestral Vein?"
Yi Tianxing frowned slightly. Under such circumstances, to steal the vein silently would be as difficult as reaching the heavens.