"Your Majesty, why don't I go and stop the war?" Daoist Sanque volunteered, not wanting to see the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and the enemy both suffer heavy losses.
The Ziwei Dynasty Lord's gaze was cold; he did not respond.
With a wave of his hand, the enormous Divine Dynasty Mountain River Diagram behind him shrank to seven feet in length and hovered above his head.
Then the imperial star shone brightly, purple energy surged, and countless plumes of smoke rose, merging with the Immortal Map. This was the Inherited Saint Weapon of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty.
The Immortal Map lay horizontally, with dragon-like energies descending from it. The divine might of the holy path was awe-inspiring and far surpassed the three Saint Weapon in the outside world.
After all, this is a flawless Great Saint Weapon passed down from the ancestor of the Divine Dynasty, capable of harmonizing with the dragon energy of the imperial dynasty, and its power can reach limitless.
"Indeed a prodigy, but such rudeness—if the Divine Dynasty doesn't punish him, what prestige will it have left..."
The Ziwei Dynasty Lord glanced at the Daoist Sanque; the other's two sworn brothers were also quite rude.
He rose to his feet, harnessing the power of starlight, and transformed into a shower of light, vanishing from the hall...
In the Void, the two Saint Weapon clashed continuously, their golden and azure light splitting the entire sky in two. In the clash of sacred paths, the originally majestic and magnificent sea of clouds completely dissipated, and the universe became clear.
Chapter 358 The Way of Slaughter
As the clouds dispersed, the true nature of this world was revealed.
Su Yu tilted his head slightly, looking at the summit of this ancient sacred mountain.
There, his divine sense was instantly annihilated.
"He has not proclaimed himself Great Accomplishment King, Half-Saint, or Saint?"
As starlight descended, his gaze grew increasingly ethereal. A faint halo appeared behind him, its Dao patterns swirling and the Void peeling away, carrying the vicissitudes of time.
In the interplay of light and shadow, stars vanish and reappear, a hazy, Chaos surges, revealing a hint of creation, subtly connecting the past, present, and future, and merging with this world.
However, there is still a slight sense of imperfection.
"The laws of time, the cycle of Lunhui..."
Xiang Yufei paid no attention to Wang Teng below; he stared at the halo, a manifestation of the laws of Time Dao and space.
According to the Book of Death, those who are proficient in time and space may be able to reenact Lunhui.
That Lord of Yama Hall devoted his life to studying the Way of Death, yet he never truly understood the cause and effect of life and death, even until his Return to the Ruins.
In this world, unless one follows the path of Xian Dao, this path is impossible to traverse, and one cannot attain enlightenment.
"Unable to achieve perfection, unable to trigger the Immortal Ascension Tribulation within the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, the precipice of the path of death..."
The Central Emperor closed his eyes, stood beside Su Yu, his mind and body emptied, his Immortal Platform pure, feeling the power of the myriad paths in the Void.
This is also one of the benefits of following Su Yu. He is like a human-shaped Enlightenment Tree. Although the power of the Dao he displays is not clear, it is very complete and can influence the heavens and earth.
His main strength lies in three major paths: Imperial Aura, Extreme Yin, and Death and Annihilation. His extraordinary phenomena are also related to these three paths.
A wisp of an ancient Netherworld Venerable, a death sovereign who commands the Yin Death Dragon...
After deciding to follow Su Yu, his arrogant mindset shattered, the imperial dragon in the strange phenomenon self-destructed, and he collapsed.
However, after he learned the truth about this world, he reshaped the extreme Yin Dragon Qi and stepped into the Dao of Space.
In an instant, he seemed to transform into this world, the Great Wilderness, mountains and rivers, the vast ocean... chasing after the traces of all things that have passed away.
All the Daoist principles he comprehended manifested themselves; time flowed through space without leaving a trace, stars swayed, and the Void vanished.
In his hazy vision, he seemed to see a phantom river, and could even hear the faint sound of its water, yet he could never make it out clearly...
Seeing his first follower enter the Dao Realm, Su Yu's lips curved into a slight smile, and his eyes showed admiration.
He truly deserves to be his right-hand man; although he has abandoned the path of rule, he still possesses the potential to prove himself.
Despite my son's frantic battle and clashes of Saint Weapon below, to those few, it was merely a fleeting spectacle, and few people paid any attention.
The light wheel slowly rotated, and spacetime patterns intertwined, forming a silver source stream that was very blurry, with no visible edges, beginning, or end.
One after another, beams of immortal light shot out, their silver radiance shimmering, their Daoist paths detached, and wisps of mist rose, enveloping Xiang Yufei within.
Deep within his consciousness, Xiang Yufei, still seeking the Dao, suddenly heard the sound of flowing water. He abruptly turned around and saw a tall, exquisitely beautiful figure swimming across the river...
After setting up a Void array here, Su Yu looked at Yang Yi and Jiang Tingting with a complicated expression.
Su Yu flicked his finger, and a wisp of pure energy flew out from above his head. Three drops of crystal-clear true blood fell and merged with the pure energy, transforming into a man wearing a Yin-Yang Daoist robe.
This is an avatar he created, different from his pure qi body, and can exist for a long time.
After leaving this clone behind, Su Yu glanced at Yang Yi and the others, a hint of longing in his eyes, before turning cold.
He came to Ziwei this time to become a saint. The massacre of a clan and the destruction of Taiyin are nothing in his eyes. If the Human King Hall and the Longevity Temple become his enemies, he will not hold back.
After leaving those people from Big Dipper, all his hopes and dreams vanished, and his heart turned cold again.
This was also his plan before he came. After encountering the Supreme Divine Thought in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, he decided to achieve mastery as soon as possible.
No matter what means are used!
"Walk alone, the path of slaughter!"
The Chaos Dao Diagram flew out, and Su Yu stepped into the Void, disappearing from the spot and directly entering the Ziwei Palace.
There are two Dao -Severing the Dao formations here, and they are most likely the work of Great Accomplishment King. However, with the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar on him, he is not afraid at all...
Seeing that the Ziwei Dynasty Lord was preparing to take action personally, Daoist Sanque shook his head and got up to watch the battle. However, he was horrified the next moment.
Everything before them was perfectly natural, with clouds flowing and dozens of royal descendants riding on Divine Rainbow, flying out of the palace to follow in the footsteps of the Ziwei Dynasty Lord.
However, a figure shrouded in Chaos energy appeared in the hall, with a pale purple divine halo behind him, exuding a rich Daoist aura.
A gentle breeze blew, time flowed by, and he couldn't help but glance at the halo.
In the blink of an eye, he plunged into a great river, losing all his magical powers and becoming a mortal. Bound by the corrosive river water, he could not break free and could only watch helplessly as his flesh decayed and turned into a skeleton...
After an unknown amount of time, the Daoist Sanque came to his senses. His aura had weakened considerably, and there was a look of exhaustion in his eyes.
Feeling the Chaos energy flowing ahead, the young man was startled and dared not look directly at it. He had just experienced decades in the illusion, and his Power of Thought was almost collapsed.
The opponent is absolutely a supreme being who surpasses even the Holy Lord...
Outside the hall, Wang Teng had already captured two Great Power, broken through the killing formation, and turned the tide of the battle.
Seeing his subordinate fall in blood, the Ziwei Dynasty Lord remained indifferent and, without saying much, directly took action, unleashing a Ziwei Emperor Technique.
The mountain and river Dao pattern stretched across the sky, emitting a booming sound. Zixia swirled and floating light danced, as if the rolling River of Time had traveled through countless ages. A chilling holy might permeated the air, causing everyone present to tremble in their hearts.
"Clang!"
A deafening roar shook the universe. The Mountain and River Map unfolded, and seven dazzling stars burst forth with countless rays of divine light, converging into one place and shooting out an Eternal celestial light that struck towards Wang Teng.
This was a strike driven by murderous intent, showing no mercy whatsoever!
The Northern Emperor's eyes narrowed as he realized the other party's identity. A surge of fighting spirit welled up within him, and he showed no fear whatsoever.
His hair was disheveled, and his body shone brightly as he roared, " Dao Spirit Yin Yang Slash!"
"Bite!"
The holy sword floated and swayed, gently waving towards the enemy. After a crisp sword cry, a terrifying sword light descended from the sky. Yin and Yang energies circulated, giving rise to the meaning of Chaos, and finally transformed into a Chaos celestial beam thousands of feet long, slashing down towards the Ziwei Dynasty Lord.
As a descendant of the Chaotic Ancient Era, Wang Teng possesses incredibly pure Chaotic Ancient Era power, and his divine Power of Thought, enough to wield the Heavenly Emperor Sacred Sword.
In an instant, celestial light surged, sword light sharpened, and both holy divine lights condensed Immortal of the Foreign Realm divinity, capable of annihilating all living beings!
After the Great Cataclysm, the Ziwei Dynasty Lord dismissed everyone, and with the star map above his head, he charged forward alone.
Wang Teng also stepped out of the golden ancient chariot, unleashing the Heavenly Emperor Sacred Sword. He allowed the two Saint Weapon to entangle as he engaged in a fierce battle with his opponent...
"Greetings, Senior!" Daoist Sanque bowed and said respectfully.
Although he can still see this world, he is now completely cut off from it. In his eyes, another Daoist Sanque flies out of the main hall...
"Can you see that page of Phoenix Blood Red Gold?" A cold voice echoed from within the Chaos mist.
The Daoist Sanque felt his mind shattered, sensing an extreme terror. In an instant, his divine sense recalled everything he had experienced, and then a possibility came to mind.
"Are you referring to the Ancient Scripture of the Gods that my sect passed down? I have never seen the original."
Sensing the colder gaze directed at him, the white-robed Daoist quickly said, "If you have come for the Ancient Scripture of the Gods, you may come with me to the Longevity Temple."
"Entering the Longevity Temple... By the time you reach an agreement with the Human King Hall, thirteen years will have passed. It's best to entrust everything to me."
Su Yu closed his eyes, and the Chaos Dao Diagram slowly rotated. A crystal-clear purple divine chain pierced through the Life navel of the Daoist Sanque, and the brilliant essence disappeared into the Dao Diagram along the divine chain.
Within the Dao diagram, the phantom of an ancient star tree swayed slowly, its branches and leaves shimmering and translucent, the flowing Dao principles refining its essence.
After devouring the Daoist Sanque, he had a thorough understanding of the situation in the Ziwei Star Domain, rendering everything Wang Teng had done before largely meaningless.
He turned to leave, but suddenly Su Yu stopped, his gaze fixed intently on the main hall.
"Fellow Daoist's unbridled slaughter of the Longevity Temple's successors truly puts me in a difficult position." On the platform, an old man with gray hair appeared.
The old man stood tall and straight, with a purple jade hairpin tucked into his gray hair. He wore a Dragon Emperor and gold-embroidered shoes. His eyes were full of vicissitudes, and he had an extraordinary air about him. He walked out step by step, his eyes filled with scrutiny.
At the other end of the main hall stood an elderly man with a full head of silver hair, dressed in a Daoist robe. He was the old national teacher of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, whose attainments in the Way of Heavenly Secrets were extremely profound.
Do you want to fight me?
Su Yu's expression was indifferent, his eyes narrowed slightly, his blood energy surged around him, and he looked at his opponent with a cold killing intent, as if he was ready to start a fight at the slightest disagreement.
As for the old man surrounded by Heavenly Secrets Dao patterns, he paid him no attention. With the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar blocking his way, even Saint couldn't fathom his true nature.
The gray-haired old man shook his head and said softly, "My lifespan is short, and I have no desire to resort to violence."
The old imperial advisor gazed intently at the mysterious young man, his mind constantly deducing divination techniques.
Seven days ago, he divined the future of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty and discovered that the imperial star was shining, indicating that the dynasty would prosper.
The arrival of these extraterrestrial beings here may be a sign of the beginning of the rise of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty!
"He possesses a great secret, capable of blocking the Divine Wheel of Heavenly Secrets's calculations. He must at least be protected by a Saint Weapon, perhaps some kind of sacred-grade secret artifact."
Thinking of this, the old imperial advisor's eyes gleamed, and he wanted to report this news to the previous emperor. However, just as he was about to transmit the message through divine thought, he found that his physical body and primordial Divine Capital were imprisoned in place and could not move.
"To so brazenly spy on a Severing the Dao seems rather impolite!" Su Yu said calmly, looking at Old Wang on the steps.
To be fair, he didn't want to destroy this force. After all, the Ziwei Divine Dynasty had no Emperor Scripture, no divine arts, and no immortal materials, so there was really nothing worth his scheming.
However, if the other party doesn't know what's good for them, he doesn't mind taking action!
Seeing that this visitor from the Foreign Realm had made the first move, Ziwei King frowned deeply, clearly displeased. With a flick of his sleeve, a cluster of purple runes danced, releasing the restrictions on the old national advisor's body.