Forbidden Fall

The residence of the Shaoqing of the Imperial Secretariat.

Yang Shen Realm twisted off the head of the Saint Mind Master "Liang Chu", took the spiritual realm from his brow, and casually threw the broken head on the ground.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, watching the awe-inspiring and extraordinary battle, his eyes filled with longing.

This is the power of transcendence, surpassing all of nature, looking down upon all living beings, every gesture and movement radiating devastating energy.

Every moment, tens of thousands of martial artists in the city die from the aftershocks of the extraordinary battle, like weeds.

"Lingxiao Palace is gone today!" Yang Shen Realm sighed, his mood neither good nor bad.

Yao Qian stood behind him. "I thought that with Duke Taishi's secret arrangements and swift, decisive attack to eliminate internal troubles, it would be a close contest. But unexpectedly, the powerful figures from abroad are all regional overlords; it's a one-sided affair."

"No matter which side wins, we can calmly choose sides. That's the true way to win!" Yang Shen Realm said.

The 800-foot-high Qilin Platform was stained red with blood, and the steps were covered with corpses.

Only the mountaintop remains unconquered.

County Princess Yun Chang, Xing Yenu, Taishi Yu, and many other cultivators from the city rushed into the emptied Qilin Platform, undaunted by the terrifying aura of transcendence.

They went to the black stone buildings that had not been destroyed, repaired the foundations of the array platforms, and activated the array.

Only when the foundations of these array platforms are restarted can the City Protection Formation, the Immortal Plain Great Formation, the Nine Heavens Beyond the Clouds Great Formation, and the thirty-six earth veins unleash their true power.

Even if the current situation seems to offer no hope of victory whatsoever.

At the summit of Qilin Platform, the Third Palace Master was engulfed in spiritual flames. Looking at the Demon Country Crown Prince, who was now almost within reach, he finally couldn't help but gaze towards the Phoenix Pavilion in the distance.

Her expression was just like any Little Girl being bullied by a group of people; she looked so wronged that she wanted to cry.

However, her gaze was much firmer, and she couldn't possibly cry like she did when she was a child. Her telepathic voice reached Phoenix Pavilion: "Senior Disciple Sister... can't you really sense the outside world? I can't stop it anymore! How long will you remain asleep?"

The melodious sound of wind chimes echoed throughout the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.

The Sound Wave reached Qilin Platform.

The sound of wind chimes was accompanied by subtle Spatial Ripples.

"This is... the Hundred Prisons Wind Chime..."

The Third Palace Master's phoenix eyes immediately turned towards the direction from which the wind chimes came, filled with disbelief, ten or even a hundred times more shocked than when the Senior Disciple Sister walked out of the Phoenix Pavilion at this moment.

The Hundred Prisons Wind Chime is made from one hundred extraordinary Immortal Bone. Each bone contains Spatial Power, and its interior is like a prison. It is the master's Supreme Magic Tool.

But he disappeared along with his master a thousand years ago.

A familiar figure in red appeared before the Third Palace Master's eyes, hovering outside the array light barrier in the direction of the East City Gate, his black hair flying, proudly holding a sword.

Her heart was in turmoil, and an overwhelming sorrow welled up in her eyes.

A corner of the array's light barrier opened, and a figure in red flew straight in, exuding a sharp aura and the Son of Heaven's Might.

Those who were attacking Qilin Platform stopped and looked over in surprise and disbelief.

Everyone was caught off guard.

Almost all of them are over a thousand years old and have lived through the era when Zen Sea Observing Mist was stationed in Lingxiao Shengjing.

In the city, someone shouted, "It's... it's the Mist Son of Heaven who's returned..."

The red figure, suspended in mid-air, with ripples spreading beneath its feet, made eye contact with the Demon Country Crown Prince of Qilin Platform, Lord Lan, and others before transforming into a streak of light and flying towards the Golden Coffin of the Reaped One in the clouds.

The Golden Coffin fled like a shooting star, but it couldn't escape and was instantly caught up by Zen Sea Observing Mist.

The Golden Coffin released overwhelming magical energy, its golden light shining brightly. The beasts cast on the surface of the coffin came to life, transforming into Golden Dragon, Golden Phoenix, unicorns, luan birds, Kunpeng, kui Kui Niu, Gui Che, Chong Ming, and so on, as if an era of Ancient Immortal Giant Beast had descended.

Zen Sea Observing Mist, wielding the still-sheathed Void Sword, cleaved it like a club, shattering the light and shadow of all the Ancient Immortal Giant Beast, which then crashed onto the coffin.

"Bang!"

Like a heavenly bell being struck, the coffin resounded with a clanging sound.

Ripples of energy spread through the void.

From inside the coffin came a bloodcurdling scream, a sound amplified by the shockwave.

The Reaped One lifted the coffin lid; he had no head, was dressed in Buddhist Robe, and his flesh and blood were mangled and bloody. He tried to escape from the coffin.

"If you like staying in a coffin, then stay in it forever."

Zen Sea Observing Mist opened the coffin lid a crack and then pressed it back down.

With a downward slap, he struck the coffin lid, slamming the Palace-sized Golden Coffin from mid-air to the ground, crashing it into the domain that had been destroyed by the transcendent blood and flames.

"Boom!"

A large pit has sunk into the ten-mile-long area.

The gold-cast coffin was dented and deformed.

There was no screaming or even the slightest sound from inside the coffin; the soul had been shattered.

The Coffin Mountain Taboo: one palm strike to kill.

In the distance, An Xianjing, who witnessed all of this, had the red Prayer Beads string in her hand break and fall to the ground.

Zen Sea Observing Mist lifted the Golden Coffin with one hand, lifted it off the ground, and threw it toward Six Thoughts Zen Temple.

"Bang!"

The Golden Coffin, unstoppable and like an arrow, smashed through the Defensive Formation of the Six Thoughts Zen Temple. A Demon Mountain collapsed, burying all twelve hundred monks.

Six Thoughts Zen Master flew out from under the soil, terrified out of his wits. He glanced at Zen Sea Observing Mist and then fled towards Qilin Platform at top speed.

Only by going to Qilin Platform can we find a way to survive.

But the more he fled, the more uncertain he felt, as if the Zen Sea Observing Mist was standing right behind him—he was being locked onto by the other party's will!

"Whoosh!"

The Void Sword flew from the hand of Zen Sea Observing Mist, traversing dozens of miles, piercing through Six Thoughts Zen Master, and pinning him to the stone steps at the foot of Qilin Platform. The sword remained unsheathed.

"Master... Father..."

The Third Palace Master atop Qilin Platform Mountain finally dared to admit it. Her resolute gaze became moist, a mixture of longing from a thousand years ago and the emotional outburst of enduring immense pressure alone recently.

At that moment, she wanted to cry, but she was afraid of being scolded by her master.

Amidst the sound of wind chimes, Zen Sea Observing Mist arrived at the foot of Qilin Platform and drew the Void Sword. On the steps, on the back of Six Thoughts Zen Master, there was a gaping hole, his entire body almost torn apart, and he was lifeless.

The Lingxiao Martial Cultivator and mind masters who were activating formations in the nearby black stone buildings looked at each other and knelt down in unison.

"Greetings... Greetings, Mist Son of Heaven!"

Taishi Yu knelt and kowtowed, his forehead touching the ground.

Xing Yenu also knelt down, feeling even more shocked than everyone else present, recalling the previous encounter between Mist Son of Heaven and Hidden Person.

Of course, no one was as shocked as Taishi Bai, who was far away in the South City, atop an Earth Vein Tower.

Because at this moment, he was the only person in the city besides Duke Taishi who knew about yesterday's Wedding Banquet.

"Welcome back to the Mist Son of Heaven!"

County Princess Yun Chang knelt on one knee, her aged voice echoing throughout the city.

"Welcome back to the Mist Son of Heaven!"

The crowd in Qilin Platform shouted in unison, raising their voices to the limit.

"Welcome back to the Mist Son of Heaven!"

The sound gradually spread throughout the city, rising like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, layer upon layer, with an overwhelming momentum.

It was incredible, so exhilarating! Many martial artists in the city hadn't even seen the true form of the Mist Son of Heaven, yet they still shouted along.

A thousand years ago, during the era of the Mist Son of Heaven, the Lingxiao Shengjing comprised Three Hundred Prefectures, a truly prosperous place. Many people are proud of that era and know that the people of Lingxiao once enjoyed great glory.

Zen Sea Observing Mist in hand, strode towards the mountaintop. Looking at the corpses and ruined buildings, a growing killing intent rose within him. "Xiao Zhang, you and Cong Er, keep a close watch on the formation. Don't let them escape. Leave everything else to your master."

The Third Palace Master finally heard her master's response. Overwhelmed with joy, she burst into tears, nodding vigorously and whispering, "Master... I really missed you so much..."

Of the three disciples of Zen Sea Observing Mist, the Third Palace Master was relatively gentle, so she was not taught martial arts but instead cultivated mental power.

Lord Lan fully activated the Yellow Mud Giant Ship, maximizing its defenses. It was enveloped in dim yellow light and surrounded by thousands of scriptures.

Standing atop the over 700-zhang-high Qilin Platform, Li Longshu's eyes were filled with apprehension. "Mist Son of Heaven, this is Lingxiao City. No matter how strong you are, if you want to kill us all, the millions of people in the city will surely perish with you."

A suit of armor materialized around the Demon Country Crown Prince, radiating four-colored celestial light. His figure stood tall and straight like a divine peak, his eyes fixed on Zen Sea Observing Mist: "Mist Son of Heaven, your condition is very unstable. Your magical energy is not at the level of Martial Path Son of Heaven; it's the aura of Yu Yao. The Void Sword is also Yu Yao's weapon. You just left the city to send her away, didn't you? What, you lack confidence in defeating us?"

As one of the strongest figures under the Martial Path Son of Heaven, Yu Daozhen possesses unparalleled insight and wisdom, enabling him to discern the truth from the smallest details. Furthermore, he can seize the opportunity to attack his opponent's mindset, directly targeting their psychological weakness of lacking confidence.

Upon hearing the Demon Country Crown Prince's words, the group of extraordinary individuals who had been stunned by the power of the Zen Sea Observing Mist regained their composure and unleashed their strongest magical artifacts.

Unless the Martial Path Son of Heaven arrives, no matter who the opponent is, they will all die today.

Crimson Phoenix stood amidst the fiery clouds and laughed loudly, "Li Longshu is right. If we fight within Lingxiao City, let alone whether Mist Son of Heaven can win, even if he does, I'm afraid all the humans in the city will be wiped out."

Zen Sea Observing Mist ascended step by step, not even glancing at Crimson Phoenix, and met Yu Daozhen's gaze. "Back then, I chased Yu Baxian for four million miles. If it weren't for several Martial Path Son of Heaven from Yingzhou intervening to persuade him, fearing that the emperor's war would harm too many innocent people, do you think he could save his life by making a vow?"

Zen Sea Observing Mist was also telling Li Longshu and Crimson Phoenix that when they were chasing the Devil Lord, they were not bound by the words "harming the innocent," and today, with the life and death of Lingxiao Shengjing at stake, they will not be bound by them either.

"Since the Mist Son of Heaven has brought up this old matter again, today, this junior will humbly request some guidance to avenge the humiliation sworn by my Father Xue Jun and wash away the disgrace of the Demon Kingdom for two thousand years."

The Demon Country Crown Prince cast a sharp glance at Lord Lan, Li Longshu, Crimson Phoenix, and the others, clearly indicating that he couldn't possibly act alone.

Zen Sea Observing Mist returns after a thousand years, and will surely stir up a storm in Yingzhou. Who knows what state she is in now?

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I'd like to write more about the epic battle, increasing my daily word count, but my typing speed is just too slow...