Three Punches Shattered the Heaven-Flipping Seal, and Yang Jian Stepped into the Jade Void Palace!

The moment the phantom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal pressed down, the entire Jade Void Mountain Gate began to sink.

Layer upon layer of Jade Purity Immortal Light strained taut.

Dao patterns lit up one after another along the White Jade Stairway, then developed hairline cracks beneath that suppressive force.

Even as a mere phantom, the suppressive Dao resonance it carried was enough to make an ordinary Great Luo cultivator shrink from taking it head-on.

The seal had yet to fall.

Its might had already descended upon Yang Jian's head.

The barrier of primordial violet qi behind him contracted by three inches under the pressure, yet never broke.

Yao Ji's face turned pale, and she reached out to shield Yang Chan.

Yang Chan clutched her mother's sleeve tightly, her little face white, but she did not cry.

She watched the young figure ahead.

That was her elder brother.

He was also the one who had carried her on his back, fighting his way out of the Heavenly Court's pursuit.

"Jian'er, be careful!"

Yao Ji's voice trembled.

Yang Jian did not turn around.

He merely raised his hand and steadied the layer of primordial violet qi.

"Mother, Chan'er, stand behind me."

His voice was calm.

"This seal won't come down."

On either side of the mountain gate, the Chan Sect disciples' expressions changed at his words.

"Insolent!"

"The phantom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal suppresses laws themselves. What could he possibly use to stop it?"

"A mere junior dares spout such arrogant words before the Jade Void Palace!"

Yu Ding Zhenren's expression changed drastically, and he could not help stepping forward.

Taiyi Zhenren raised his sleeve to stop him.

"Senior brother, don't."

Taiyi Zhenren transmitted his voice, his tone low.

"Senior Brother Guangchengzi's actions concern Jade Void's honor. If you intervene, this dispute at the mountain gate will spiral completely out of control."

Yu Ding Zhenren clenched his fists.

He watched the phantom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal descend, his heart heavy with urgency.

That boy should have been his disciple.

Yet now, before the Jade Void Mountain Gate, he was confronting the foremost of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect head-on.

Guangchengzi stood amid the clouds, his expression cold and stern.

In his eyes, the Jade Void Law could not be trampled underfoot by a junior.

If Yang Jian refused to bow today, what dignity would the Jade Void Palace have left?

"Yang Jian."

Guangchengzi pressed down with the hand seal in his palm, his voice like cold jade striking a bell.

"Kneel."

Boom!

The phantom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal plunged downward.

The void before the mountain gate buckled into layers of folds.

Yuqing Chains sealed off every avenue of retreat.

The primordial violet qi before Yao Ji and Yang Chan shuddered again.

Yang Jian finally moved.

He did not summon a treasure.

He did not activate any Jade Purity technique.

He did not even retreat half a step.

He simply raised his right fist slowly.

An exceedingly faint wisp of primordial violet qi flowed over his knuckles.

That violet qi was not dazzling.

Yet it was terrifyingly heavy.

Guangchengzi's brow tightened slightly.

Yu Ding Zhenren also raised his head at that moment, the astonishment and uncertainty in his eyes deepening.

They both saw it.

It was as though a sleeping Chaos God-Demon lay compressed within Yang Jian's fist.

That aura was ancient, savage, and heavy.

It was utterly unlike the magical power of the Mystic Gate.

"Break!"

Yang Jian stepped forward.

The strength god-demon acupoint within him erupted.

His fist did not strike the body of the seal directly.

Instead, it smashed toward the first point where the phantom's suppressive laws descended.

Boom!

His fist swept through the void.

There was no blinding immortal light.

Only a force of utmost purity surged upward against the pressure.

The Yuqing Chains abruptly pulled taut.

All the immortal light before the mountain gate stalled for an instant.

Then, in the next moment.

Crack!

A fracture appeared in the center of the Heaven-Flipping Seal's phantom.

Dead silence fell.

The expressions of the Chan Sect disciples who had been sneering moments earlier froze.

"It... it cracked?"

"He cracked the Heaven-Flipping Seal's phantom with one punch?"

"How is that possible!"

Guangchengzi's pupils abruptly contracted.

The hand seal in his palm trembled slightly.

He distinctly felt the suppressive Dao resonance within the phantom being forced apart at its root by the god-demon power in Yang Jian's fist.

That power cared nothing for mystical subtleties.

It did not follow Jade Purity.

It conveyed only one intent.

Press down on me, and I'll smash you.

Yang Jian lifted his gaze, Primordial Purple Patterns flashing in his eyes.

"Take another punch."

Boom!

The second punch thundered out.

This time, even the Chan Sect disciples before the mountain gate heard the roar of the strength god-demon acupoint.

The sound rumbled deep within his flesh and blood, yet shook everyone's primordial spirits with a chill.

Crack!

Crack!

The fractures in the Heaven-Flipping Seal's phantom spread instantly, crawling across the entire seal like a web.

The Jade Purity runes flowing over its body flickered wildly.

Guangchengzi's body shuddered slightly, and his expression abruptly darkened.

A thread of golden immortal blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The phantom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal was linked to his magical power.

The phantom had been damaged.

The backlash had arrived.

Before the mountain gate, Taiyi Zhenren's expression changed.

Yu Ding Zhenren stood utterly stunned.

One punch cracked the seal.

Two punches shattered its patterns.

This already exceeded the limits a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal should possess.

Guangchengzi stared fixedly at Yang Jian.

The art this boy cultivated was certainly no Mystic Gate inheritance of Yuqing, Shangqing, or Taiqing.

That Dao resonance did not even resemble any existing art of the Primordial World.

"Yang Jian!"

Guangchengzi's voice turned cold to the extreme.

"How dare you run wild before the Jade Void Mountain Gate!"

He channeled his magical power again, attempting to stabilize the Heaven-Flipping Seal's phantom.

But Yang Jian had already taken his third step.

Cracks spread across the white jade steps.

His vital energy coursed through his entire body.

The strength god-demon acupoint within him lit up fully.

At that moment, Yang Jian's figure was not imposing.

Yet in everyone's eyes, he seemed like a god-demon who had walked out of the depths of chaos.

Anything standing before him deserved to shatter.

"This punch."

Yang Jian's voice was low.

"Will break your seal."

Boom!

The

third punch thundered out.

A wisp of primordial god-demon power pressed into his fist and blasted along the fractures of the Heaven-Flipping Seal's phantom, penetrating its deepest recesses.

The phantom shook violently.

The Jade Purity runes on its body exploded one after another.

In the next instant.

The entire phantom seal let out a mournful cry and shattered with a thunderous crash!

Shattered light from Great Luo Dao laws rained across the sky.

Violent aftershocks of Dao laws swept across the Jade Void Mountain Gate.

The third-generation Chan Sect disciples on either side of the Mountain Gate retreated one after another. Those with weaker cultivation turned pale, their protective immortal light cracking on the spot.

Several Golden Immortals hurriedly acted to protect their disciples.

Yu Ding Zhenren stared blankly at the center of the storm.

Yang Jian stood there, his robes billowing, without so much as a scratch on his knuckles.

With nothing but his bare fists, he had truly shattered the phantom of the Heaven-Flipping Seal that Guangchengzi had conjured!

Yang Jian slowly lowered his fist.

The Hell Furnace within him quietly turned, drawing a strand of shattered Dao resonance from the dispersing aftershocks.

The instant that strand entered his body, the strength god-demon acupoint suppressed it deep within his flesh and blood.

The acupoint trembled slightly.

It had become more solid than before.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at Guangchengzi's livid face.

"Guangchengzi."

"Am I now qualified to enter the Jade Void Palace and discuss cause and effect?"

His words fell.

Dead silence once again enveloped the mountain gate.

Guangchengzi's chest rose and fell, the chill in his eyes almost taking tangible form.

He, the foremost of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect, a peak Daluo Golden Immortal, had actually had his conjured seal phantom shattered by a junior before the Jade Void Mountain Gate. This was no longer a matter of personal victory or defeat.

This was no longer a matter of personal victory or defeat.

The honor of Jade Void had been torn open for all to see.

"Yang Jian!"

Guangchengzi spoke each syllable with icy menace.

"You shattered my seal and disgraced Jade Void!"

"If I do not subdue you today, what will remain of the Jade Void Law!"

As his words fell,

he struck the crown of his head.

An auspicious cloud rose.

Three flowers gathered above his crown, and five energies converged upon their source.

An ancient jade lamp slowly rose from within the auspicious cloud.

Its body was crystalline, and a wisp of pure Yuqing True Fire burned at its wick.

The Jade Void Glazed Lamp!

The supreme treasure Guangchengzi had spent years refining to safeguard his cultivation!

This time, the Jade Void Glazed Lamp that rose was the true artifact.

The moment its flame appeared, the temperature before the mountain gates plummeted.

That wisp of Yuqing True Fire lacked the fierce heat of ordinary flames, yet it could burn away magical power, refine primordial spirits, and illuminate and shatter inner demons.

Taiyi Zhenren's expression changed.

"Senior Brother!"

Yu Ding Zhenren also cried urgently, "Senior Brother Guangchengzi, you must not!"

Yang Jian's gaze darkened.

He shielded Yao Ji and Yang Chan even more closely, and the Strength God-Demon Acupoint within him thundered once again.

The pressure emanating from the true Jade Void Glazed Lamp far surpassed that of the Heaven-Flipping Seal's phantom moments earlier.

Yet he did not retreat.

He had never come to Kunlun today to beg for pity.

What he wanted was an explanation.

He wanted his mother and sister to no longer be pawns anyone could toy with during the Tribulation.

He wanted Jade Void to acknowledge the karmic burden that had long since fallen upon him.

Guangchengzi raised his hand, and the Jade Void Glazed Lamp's fire lit up the entire mountain gate.

Just as he prepared to activate the jade lamp and crush this dispute at the Mountain Gate once and for all,

deep within the Jade Void Palace, the Jade Purity Immortal Light sank slightly.

The next instant,

an impassive voice descended.

"Enough."

The voice was not loud.

Yet it instantly stilled the seething aftershocks of the Dao laws.

The Jade Void Glazed Lamp's flame froze in midair.

Guangchengzi stood rooted to the spot as though struck by lightning.

Every immortal and deity of the Chan Sect paled at once, bowing toward the depths of the Jade Void Palace.

"Your disciples pay their respects to Master!"

Yao Ji's heart tightened.

Yang Chan instinctively clutched Yang Jian's sleeve.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked toward the deepest reaches of the Jade Void Palace.

There, the aura of a Saint slowly descended.

Yuanshi Tianzun had spoken.

That voice passed over Guangchengzi and settled upon Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian."

"Come inside."