The Descent of the Five Emperors
The boundary between the seventh and Eighth Heaven shimmered with a faint blue light, like a crumpled glass mirror.
Zhou Henxiao carried the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword on his back, his knuckles striking the boundary wall with a crisp sound like metal clashing against stone. Behind him, four people spread out in a fan shape. Wu Xundao's fingertips were wrapped with silver-like incantations, Zheng Hao's palm held three magic beads that shimmered with lightning, Wang Dongxu's sleeve revealed half of a bronze banner, Song Qinghe's jade gourd at his waist was bubbling with white mist.
"By order of the Heavenly Emperor Xing Ming, a powerful enemy from the Seventh Heaven has trespassed into Medicine King Valley and harmed Yao Lengchan, a valley maid, and a group of elders and disciples."
Zhou Henxiao's gaze swept over the group like a sword, and he slowly said, "This mission is to kill without mercy."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Mystic Iron Heavy Sword drew a half-circle of blood-red light, and the boundary wall cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns.
The figures moved like lightning, each carrying their own unique charm as they rushed into the rift, the shattered boundary behind them healing rapidly as if they were living things.
The sky above the Seventh Heaven was an eerie dark purple, with Gale Force carrying sand and gravel howling past.
Song Qinghe caught a grain of sand in his hand, and the jade gourd suddenly trembled violently. "Something's wrong. This grain of sand seems to have the aura of poison."
Wang Dongxu unfurled the bronze banner, revealing a dense array of skeletal patterns on its surface. With a buzzing sound, dozens of ghostly figures burst forth from the earth and pounced towards the man.
"A trivial skill."
Wu Xundao flicked his fingertips, and silver threads transformed into a net that enveloped the surroundings. Zheng Hao's palm-shaped magic bead surged with lightning, shattering the Yin spirit into dust.
Clouds seemed to rise beneath the feet of the riders as they sped along, following the scent of poisonous pills. The outline of Medicine King Valley gradually became clear in the distance.
At the mouth of the valley, corpses lay strewn everywhere, the medicinal fields were scorched earth, and the air was filled with a pungent stench of blood mixed with the aroma of herbs.
"Those who venture into the valley will surely perish." Zhou Henxiao at the sky, and the Heavy Sword roared like a dragon.
"Find Yao Lengchan, we can't let her suffer even the slightest harm!"
"Yes!"
The other four figures responded, and the human transformed into a streak of light that pierced the sky, rushing towards Medicine King Valley.
Wherever it passed, dark purple clouds surged and boiled, leaving long trails in its wake.
Deep within Medicine King Valley, beside a cold pool, rising medicinal mist, tinged with the stench of blood, condensed into a scarlet miasma.
Hua Qiang sat leaning against the stone table carved from green jade, his teacup swaying gently in his hand, reflecting the faint smile on his lips.
On the opposite stone bench, Yao Lengchan was surrounded by ice crystals, and the black iron talismans on the chains shimmered with a dark blue light, trapping her within a three-dimensional space.
"Who exactly are you?"
Yao Lengchan clenched her teeth, and blood was still seeping from the cuffs and bandaged wounds.
"Why did you invade my Medicine King Valley? Why did you slaughter my Medicine King Valley and disciples? What are you trying to do?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly exerted her strength, and a three-inch ice blade condensed at her fingertips. However, it was shattered by an invisible force when it touched the corner of the other person's clothes, turning into ice shards that fell all over the sky.
Hua Qiang slowly sipped his tea, the teacup clinking against the stone table. "Beautiful lady, please understand one thing: you are now my prisoner."
He suddenly leaned forward, and the smile on his face sent Yao Lengchan.
"A prisoner should act like a prisoner. If you don't get your manners right, I'm going to spank you!"
"You!"
Yao Lengchan behind her, creating ripples.
She had never suffered such humiliation since birth. An unnatural blush rose on her cold face, but her sealed Spiritual Power left her without the strength to even get up.
The man in front of me was clearly handsome, but he spoke with a frivolous and roguish air, making him seem more like a rogue than a murderer who had wiped out an entire family.
"Aren't you afraid that other forces will become dissatisfied with you and then try to kill you, given your reckless behavior?"
Yao Lengchan her face away, unwilling to look into those mocking eyes any longer.
Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the mess on the ground—the valley that had once been filled with thousand-year-old spiritual herbs was now scorched black, and fragments of the Yimen's robes were scattered among the broken walls. The stench of blood mixed with the embers of the alchemical fire stung her eyes and made them red.
Hua Qiang suddenly burst into laughter, which startled the lurking monsters deep in the cold pool, causing a huge whirlpool to erupt on the surface of the water.
"Scared? If I were scared, I wouldn't have come."
He flicked the teacup with his finger, sending the porcelain shards flying into dust in mid-air.
"I actually hope they send more people."
He silently added in his mind, "Those are all Slaughter Points —as long as I kill enough powerful enemies, I can keep breaking through and become stronger and stronger."
Seeing that Yao Lengchan was still stubbornly staring at him, Hua Qiang suddenly stopped smiling, and purple qi rose around him, condensing into tangible chains that wrapped around the edge of the stone table.
"Beautiful lady, there's something you should know, right? Your constitution..."
These words struck Yao Lengchan's heart like a hammer Yao Lengchan.
She looked up abruptly, and all the color drained from Cang's face.
The Profound Yin Physique is a curse she has carried since birth. It is said that this physique can gather the purest Yin energy in the world, making it an extremely rare and perfect Cauldron for cultivators who practice Yin-attribute techniques.
"Could this man also be after her body? Wanting to use her as Cauldron...?"
A bitter taste rose in her throat, and her fingertips unconsciously tightened their grip on the chains, causing blood to seep from her wrists.
"I'm not the kind of person you imagine."
Hua Qiang got up and paced around. His clothes swept across the tea stains on the stone table, and tiny ice crystals condensed wherever they touched.
"I only just discovered your constitution. Logically, by Upper Three Heavens, those hidden powerhouses and ancient monsters should all know about your situation."
He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, and the distant mountain peaks collapsed with a deafening roar, the rubble floating in the air to form a star map.
"They are probably all waiting for an opportunity to abduct you, absorb your profound yin energy, and help them break through to a higher realm."
"You... you already know all this, so why are you asking so many questions? You jerk!"
Yao Lengchan suddenly erupted, and the chains and restrictions collided, creating blinding lightning.
"The news of your massacre of my Medicine King Valley today has surely spread, and soon someone will come to kill you!"
Hua Qiang turned around leisurely, and suddenly spiderweb-like patterns appeared in the sky behind him.
Five beams of light, each carrying immense pressure, pierced through the clouds, causing the space to crumble wherever they passed.
A playful smile curved his lips, "Beautiful lady, your guess was accurate, and your words have come true—someone's already here!"
Before the words were finished, Zhou Henxiao and the others appeared a few feet away. The Sword Qi of the Xuan Tie sword shook the ground, uprooting the scattered herbs.
Seeing that Yao Lengchan was imprisoned, and although she had some injuries, she was not in any danger, especially after discovering that Yao Lengchan had not been defiled and that her Primal Yin Physique was still intact, the group couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
If Yao Lengchan's body were broken and her Primal Yin energy were taken away, they couldn't even imagine how angry Heavenly Emperor Xing Ming would be and how he would deal with them.
Although they also advanced to the Immortal Emperor, compared to Xing Ming, they were worlds apart, like heaven and earth, simply incomparable.
Even if five people joined forces, they wouldn't last more than a few moves against Xing Ming.