"You're from the Nine Provinces Divine Dynasty?!"
Over the Black Wind Plain, rolling dark clouds covered the sky.
Standing on the clouds, Youming Kuang suddenly opened his vertical eye on his forehead, and a crimson light swept across the wasteland beneath his feet.
"Found it."
His voice was deep and resonant, like a drum, and he pointed his finger down at the bare, black Stone Mountain below.
"That kid is downstairs."
Yin Wujiu looked in the direction he was pointing and indeed saw the white-robed figure on the top of the Stone Mountain. The person was sitting cross-legged, not even opening his eyes, as if he didn't care about the hundreds of people in the sky at all.
"How dare you!" Yin Wujiu sneered.
Without wasting words, Youming Kuang waved his sleeve.
The Thirteen Chieftains, along with hundreds of elite Ghost Cultivators, descended upon the area around the Stone Mountain like a falling black meteorite.
The Yin Baleful Intent energy of death transformed into a substantial black mist, completely enveloping an area of dozens of miles around.
Youming Kuang shattered a black boulder several meters high with his feet, looking down at the white-robed youth on the Stone Mountain, his voice filled with killing intent.
"So it was you who killed my Thirty-Six Ghost Fiends?!"
Chen Changqing then slowly opened his eyes.
He first looked around at the densely packed Ghost Cultivators, then looked up at Youming Kuang, and finally yawned.
"Indeed, I have been waiting for you here for three days."
He stood up and dusted off his backside.
"You guys are way too slow."
He said it in a light, casual tone, as if he were complaining about the food delivery being late.
Below the Stone Mountain, the Thirteen Chieftains in bewilderment.
He said he waited for three days?
"A Late True Lord Stage waiting for our leader? Has he lost his mind?"
"Our leader is at the Middle Heavenly Monarch Stage realm! Heavenly Monarch!"
A Ghost Cultivator in the Late Tribulation Transcendence Realm couldn't help but curse out, "Kid, do you not know how to write the words 'Heavenly Monarch'?!"
Chen Changqing glanced down at him, his gaze conveying a clear message: You dare to speak to me?
Youming Kuang at the phrase "waited for three days" that the veins on his forehead bulged.
He's lived for thousands of years; what kind of madmen hasn't he seen?
But this was truly the first time he had ever encountered Late True Lord Stage dared to be so arrogant even knowing he was Heavenly Monarch.
"Good, very good."
Youming Kuang uttered two "good"s, a cruel smile curving his lips.
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish."
He didn't even glance at Chen Changqing, but gestured with his chin towards the leaders behind him.
"Ninth, Fifteenth, go and dismember him, then drag him back."
Two leaders stepped forward in response, one Early True Lord Stage and the other Tribulation Transcendence Peak.
The Ninth was a bald Ghost Cultivator as strong as an iron tower, carrying a pitch-black Yin Bone Saber. The Fifteenth was short in stature, but dozens of Netherworld Chains were wrapped around his body, each chain covered with distorted human faces.
"Kid, you're about to die and you're still being stubborn."
Ninth grinned, and his Yin Bone Saber slashed out horizontally, its Sha Qi soaring to the sky.
The Fifteenth acted almost simultaneously, with dozens of Netherworld Chains blocking all of Chen Changqing's escape routes from all directions.
Chen Changqing stood still, without even taking out his weapon.
He simply raised his right hand.
Palms facing upwards, fingers slowly clenched.
"The Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal"
"Condensation."
Above the void, the Heaven and Earth Laws trembled violently.
Dao Gold, ancient seal materialized from the heavens, its surface shimmering with powerful patterns of Humanity’s Destiny. When it first appeared, the seal was only the size of a palm, but in the next instant, it expanded wildly to a hundred feet in size.
The mountains and rivers trembled, and the winds and clouds changed color.
Ninth raised his head, and the reflection of the golden seal was seen in his pupils.
His smile hadn't even faded yet.
"Town!"
Chen Changqing uttered a single word.
The hundred-foot-long golden seal crashed down.
There were no fancy moves or clashes, and not even any exciting exchanges.
The Ninth and Fifteenth, along with the ground beneath their feet, were crushed head-on by this massive seal. The Yin Bone Saber snapped in two, Netherworld Chains shattered inch by inch. Under the terrifying suppressive force, the two leaders' physical bodies were instantly reduced to blood mist.
Even the Primordial Spirit couldn't escape.
The golden seal slowly dissipated, leaving behind a massive crater hundreds of feet in diameter and bottomless depth on the ground.
The entire wasteland was silent for three breaths.
Then--
"Holy shit!"
A Ghost Cultivator in the Late Tribulation Transcendence Realm blurted out.
All the Ghost Cultivators were stunned.
The Ninth, who Early True Lord Stage, couldn't even last a single exchange?
What exactly is the origin of that golden seal that descended from the sky?
Youming Kuang's expression changed at that moment.
Not anger, but shock.
He stared intently at Chen Changqing's retracted right palm, the crimson light in his forehead's vertical eye flashing wildly.
"That large seal..."
Youming Kuang murmured, his voice trembling noticeably.
"The Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal?!"
He was a Middle Heavenly Monarch Stage expert, whose knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary Cultivators.
He had only seen the way the Humanity’s Destiny and the Heaven and Earth Laws intertwined on that golden seal in one other place.
Nine Provinces Divine Dynasty!
That's Secret Art that only direct descendants of the Divine Dynasty Imperial House family can cultivate!
"You're from the Nine Provinces Divine Dynasty?!"
Youming Kuang's voice rose several octaves, a hint of barely concealed apprehension flashing in his eyes.
The Thirty-Six Ghost Fiends killed and robbed without restraint in the Northern Territory, but that was because they never provoked truly behemoths.
The Nine Provinces Divine Dynasty was the supreme dynasty that ruled over the entire Cultivation World of the Nine Provinces. Within the Divine Dynasty, Tribulation Immortals were as numerous as clouds, Heavenly Monarch were everywhere. It was said that the Human Emperor of the Divine Dynasty even stood at the pinnacle of the Immortal Path.
Provoking the Divine Dynasty?
That's tantamount to courting death.
Upon hearing this, Chen Changqing's lips curled into a slight smile.
"I?"
"Nine Provinces Divine Dynasty?"
He neither nodded in agreement nor shook his head in denial.
He just looked at Youming Kuang with a half-smile, his expression quite relaxed.
Youming Kuang's heart sank.
This attitude is even more unsettling than a direct admission.
If they don't admit it, it means they don't want to reveal their identity.
The fact that they don't deny it shows that it is indeed related to the Divine Dynasty.
Those who can cultivate the Human Emperor Heaven-Suppressing Seal undoubtedly hold a high position within the Divine Dynasty. What if they are truly a direct descendant of the Divine Dynasty Imperial House's royal family undergoing training outside...?
A cold sweat broke out on Youming Kuang's back.
But the next instant, he saw the bottomless pit beneath his feet, and two fragments of True Lord remnant souls still lingering in the air.
Ninth, Fifteenth.
Including the twenty-three who died earlier.
Twenty-five brothers in total.
His murderous intent once again overwhelmed his fear.
"So what if you're from the Divine Dynasty?!"
Youming Kuang's face was ferocious, and the Law Chains trembled wildly.
"You killed my Thirty-Six Ghost Fiends and twenty-five brothers; even if the Heavenly King himself came, he couldn't save you today!"
"Once you're in the underworld, go and complain to the ancestors of the Divine Dynasty!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Changqing shook his head.
I advise you to calm down.
"Otherwise, you'll be crying your eyes out in the underworld too."
Youming Kuang completely lost his patience.
His cultivation at the Middle Heavenly Monarch Stage erupted in full force, causing his black and red python robe to flutter wildly.