He cleaved the Void of the universe, emitting a terrifying sound that sent shivers down one's spine.
"Boom!"
A brilliant crimson glow illuminated the heavens, the world crumbled, and a blood-red furnace appeared, sacred and vast, filling the sky, engraved with various ancient patterns such as divine birds and the Taiyang.
The smoke and clouds were like blood, blooming brilliantly. Around this sacred furnace, various laws intertwined. In the boundless flames, a delicate Immortal Phoenix floated slightly, emitting a heavenly roar, suppressing everything that was unstoppable!
The Heavenly Blade fell, then was devoured by the Emperor's Qi, shattering into countless fragments. Light rained down, shooting in all directions like shooting stars, a fleeting and breathtaking sight.
Su Yu flicked his wrist and collected all the star fragments into his sleeve. In his eyes, everything the other party owned belonged to him, and this exquisite star robe was no exception.
"How is this possible? Extreme Dao Ancient Emperor Weapon!" The Dynasty Lord Shenwu exclaimed in shock.
This is practically a myth. There are only two sects on the Ziwei Ancient Star that have passed down the imperial path. The Solar Ancient Sect has never inherited Emperor Weapon since its inception, while the Taiyin Divine Sect lost its Emperor Weapon in the Primordial Era.
For tens of thousands of years, no Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon has ever appeared in the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, not even by the occasional appearance of the Foreign Realm forces.
This is also the origin of the name "Extreme Dao Ancient Emperor Weapon". Under this starry sky, this weapon is almost extinct. There are only legends about it in ancient times. Nowadays, most cultivators of Ziwei Star have forgotten the supreme divine power of the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon.
In the sky, the Divine Lihuo Divine Furnace radiated Wuliang light, surrounded by crimson clouds. Its divine power was limitless, and the roar of the Great Dao was incessant. Imperial aura swept across the heavens and earth, filling this entire domain.
The old man in the star-patterned robe roared, refusing to yield. However, under the extreme level, the Saint Dao Laws were too weak to resist.
Seeing that his opponent was still struggling, Su Yu remained indifferent. A faint dark light shot out from his immortal Immortal Platform and wrapped around the Chaos Immortal Gold Sword. He swung the Immortal Sword and unleashed a burst of sword energy.
The sword light transformed into threads, endless and unbroken, carrying the Daoist aura of gods and demons weeping and the destruction of heaven and earth, piercing towards the old man and penetrating his Sea of Bitterness.
Under this extreme pain, the Dynasty Lord Shenwu bent over and knelt down, unable to withstand the divine might. No matter how he resisted, it was useless. Every bone in his body was cracking and about to explode.
The terrifying sword energy emanated from the Bitter Sea, rising from below and instantly shattering Bitter Sea, causing the Life Spring to stop flowing, the Divine Bridge to break, Other Shore to vanish without a trace.
Under the collision of extreme energies, the Sun, Moon and Stars Diagram let out a mournful cry. The light on the chart dimmed further, and the patterns and marks flickered uncertainly, as if it were about to collapse.
The world was a vast expanse of light and law. A crimson furnace, as red as blood, was surrounded by the essence of primordial Chaos, illuminating the heavens!
Even Half-Step Saint King could not match him, and was suppressed below, about to kneel down, and completely annihilated, body and soul.
A divine light shone forth, and under the crimson glow, Yang Yi appeared as if she were wearing armor forged from Phoenix Blood Red Gold, exuding unparalleled holiness.
Su Yu looked up at the goddess, a hint of dazedness in his eyes. Perhaps for some special reason, he really liked Yang Yi's appearance in tight-fitting armor. She was beautiful and heroic at the same time, completely different from her usual demeanor.
"This is the power of Emperor Weapon!" Yang Yi exclaimed in amazement.
This was the first time she had used Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon to suppress someone, and the effect was surprisingly good.
Such things rarely happen on the Burial Emperor Star. The major powers of the Big Dipper are intermarried and have complex relationships. Even the most powerful holy lands rarely use Emperor Weapon.
Firstly, there are too many extreme factions, which restrain each other. There are no Eternal forces in the world, and no one can guarantee that their descendants will be just as amazing. Wars that could destroy a nation are ultimately rare!
Furthermore, only those of the same level can achieve such a result. If Dao-Slaying King were to activate Emperor Weapon, he would be utterly powerless against Saint- level being.
"You come from the Big Dipper... Which Imperial Clan are you from?" The old man in the star-patterned robe asked weakly, his aura waning.
His hair was stained with blood, his eyes were cloudy, and there was a deep despair in them.
The opponent possesses Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon; the situation is already set in stone and cannot be changed.
Although another self-proclaimed ancient ancestor of the Divine Dynasty has entered the realm of Saint King, his condition is not as good as his. If he were to emerge into the world, he would probably turn to dust in an instant.
Even though Sea of Bitterness suffered a severe blow, he still had the strength to fight. What truly suppressed him was this Emperor Weapon.
If he were to reach the Saint King Realm, he could easily tear apart the magic array covering this place, and perhaps there would still be a chance of survival, or even the preservation of the Divine Dynasty. But now, he is doomed.
Yang Yi remained silent. She landed beside Su Yu, her cherry lips slightly parted, and asked, "What should we do?"
Su Yu held her hand, and although he touched her cool jade nails, he could feel the warmth of her skin.
He said softly, "Thanks to you!"
Seeing the tenderness in Yu'er's eyes, Yang Yi pursed her lips and did not respond. In front of outsiders, she still preferred to maintain a cold demeanor.
After all, she was over a hundred years older than Su Yu. In other people's eyes, the relationship between the two was more like that of a master and disciple than a Daoist couple.
Seeing that Yang Yi remained silent, Su Yu shifted his gaze to the star map. He stretched out his arm, which resembled divine jade, and formed a sword with his fingers, the fingertips shimmering with brilliant divine light.
Runes pulsed, Chaos materialized, and a wisp of imperial aura burst forth, obliterating the sacred power covering the Saint Weapon and severing the divine connection between the Sun, Moon and Stars Diagram and the old man.
Su Yu forcibly grasped the divine map in his hand, admired the scenery within, and said to the ancient ancestor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, "I will not destroy the Ziwei Divine Dynasty; this is my promise!"
The old man's lips moved slightly, but he finally nodded blankly. As a member of the Imperial Clan, the other party had no reason to deceive him.
Then Su Yu formed the Devouring Seal, and a Yin-Yang Chaos Diagram appeared behind him. Nine purple-gold divine chains clanged and pierced into the opponent's body through the shattered parts of the sage's robe, carrying wisps of Chaos energy.
Feeling his life slipping away, the old man closed his eyes, his mind filled with complex emotions, including resentment and despair. Before he died, he quickly recalled his life.
The youthful exuberance, the dashing charm of a young man who won the heart of a goddess, the ambition to conquer all under Ziwei and be revered by all four continents, and the helplessness of parting ways with his beloved...
In his later years, his blood and energy withered, but by chance, he obtained the Blood Dao inheritance, a secret technique that could only be mastered by using the life blood of King Physique.
Under the shadow of death, he ultimately succumbed to the passage of time, using lies to lure out the Guanghan Palace Mistress of the Sixth Heaven of Saint, and turned against his former lover, using her spiritual blood to extend his own lifespan by three hundred years...
"It's a pity that if she had been stronger back then, perhaps her spiritual blood could have helped me step into the Saint King, and everything would have been different." These were his last words, without regret, only a faint melancholy.
Chapter 362 Moon Palace, Myriad Spirits Scripture
The Chaos Dao Diagram trembled and disappeared into the starry sky, leaving behind a skeletal corpse, which was merely an outer shell, its primordial essence completely drained.
The moonlight was misty, the stars were flowing, a speck of dust fell, and the body in the sage's robe turned into dust and disappeared in the vast sky. Only this star robe is eternal and exudes brilliant light.
Su Yu reached out and snatched the sacred robe, then extended a burst of Power of Thought to erase the remaining marks on the robe.
The Starry Robe trembled slightly, its surface radiance growing brighter as it resisted Su Yu's divine sense. This was the "deity" conceived within it, already possessing sentience.
Seeing that the Saint Weapon deity was not cooperating, Su Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a smile. He activated the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in the Immortal Platform.
In an instant, a crystalline black light shone all around, making him appear incomparably sacred and otherworldly.
Su Yu's black hair fell down, and in his eyes was a scene of the creation of a great world. A black light shot out from the sword mark between his eyebrows. He covered his divine sense with imperial Power of Thought and successfully probed into the star robe, forcibly engraving his mark on the Saint Weapon "God".
The fairy robes flickered in and out of light before finally fading into silence.
In this world, although magical artifacts can develop weapon spirits at the Saint level, the "deities" of Saint Weapon are not highly intelligent and do not have a concrete form.
The deities of the Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon are more spiritual, but they are still not considered true living beings and need to slumber for a long time to compete in the mortal world.
Some of the "deities" of this tier of divine weapons do not have a specific shape, but are only a radiant light, such as the Void Mirror and the Western Emperor Pagoda, which are imperial artifacts; others have a specific shape, which is usually given by the Weapon Master, such as the Immortal Iron Staff and the Beginningless Bell.
Although the Saint Weapon "deities" possess a certain degree of sentience, they are still weapons and can be affected by the marks left by cultivators, and are powerless to resist.
After completely refining the Starry Sky Robe, Su Yu opened the internal space of this Saint Weapon.
There weren't many divine objects among them: a blood-red metal book, an exquisite purple-gold gourd, and a palace.
Su Yu's heart stirred, and the outline of a divine jade palace appeared. The palace was shrouded in boundless Yue Hua, hazy and ethereal, carrying with it a chilling aura.
"This is the divine weapon of the former Lord of the Guanghan Palace." Yang Yi's eyes flickered slightly, and she felt a little emotional.
Although she didn't gain access to the other person's memories, she was able to guess the general reason...
Su Yu paid no attention to the Moon Palace; his focus was on the ancient book.
This metal scripture, over a foot long, is square and has streaks of blood on it. It exudes a murderous aura, radiating a terrifying killing intent. It is as brilliant as gold, with speckled luster, mysterious and eerie, making people uneasy.
Su Yu stroked the surface of the scripture and roughly understood the material of this page. It was a special Sacred Dao Divine Gold, comparable to the Nine Heavens Divine Jade.
There are many words on the metal, densely packed, engraved on both sides, which are too small for the average person to see clearly.
Amidst its ebb and flow, a magnificent and dazzling light flowed forth, which, combined with the dark red bloodstains on it, created an eerie, beautiful yet dangerous spectacle.
These ancient characters are vigorous and powerful, with iron hooks and silver strokes, extraordinary in style, and exuding a chilling aura. At this moment, it is as if one is standing in the icy polar region, with a biting cold, as if facing thousands of wailing gods. The crystal luster on the crimson gold book keeps flashing.
"The Bloodline Inheritance, a fragment of the ' Myriad Spirits Scripture,' is indeed an ancient scripture passed down from the Underworld. The method of refining essence blood and nourishing life with blood does have some ingenious aspects, but it's far inferior to the ' Undying Divine Phoenix Scripture '..."
After reading through the ancient scripture, Su Yu put the divine golden book into his sleeve and didn't pay much attention to it.
This scripture contains only two incomplete divine arts; calling it an ancient scripture would be an exaggeration.
Moreover, Su Yu was not interested in these two secret techniques; he possessed the scriptures created by the Undying Heavenly Emperor.
The Undying Divine Phoenix Scripture can be said to have exhausted the path of evolution, making it extremely precious to the descendants of the Phoenix Bloodline. Even cultivators of other races can cultivate it, and the incomplete scriptures circulating in the Underworld are far inferior to it.
However, this scripture is not entirely useless; perhaps Xiang Yufei can gain some inspiration from this incomplete ancient scripture.
The other purple-gold gourd was nothing special; it was engraved with Saint Dao Laws and was just an ordinary saint-level magic artifact.
In addition to the four scriptures extracted from the other party's soul, this time the harvest can be described as plentiful.
As long as one possesses an imperial artifact, the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, except for the Burial Life Burial Emperor Star, are suitable for cultivating the " Indestructible Heavenly Art " and the " Devouring Heaven Demon Art ".
Su Yu imprinted his divine sense onto the Sun, Moon and Stars Diagram, then hung the Purple-Gold Gourd on his waist, transforming himself into a valiant man—this was the appearance of the Dynasty Lord Shenwu in his youth.
The other party was also a prodigy, having entered the Eight Forbidden Domain from the Immortal Platform Second Heaven. Unfortunately, he was unable to maintain it and fell down. However, becoming Six Prohibitions Saint solely based on the Great Saint Scripture was already quite extraordinary.
It should be noted that most of the Primordial Myriad Races ' Holy Dao Ancestor King were below the Four Bans, while this Dynasty Lord Shenwu stood within the Six Prohibitions Realms.
After finishing everything, Su Yu glanced at the beautiful woman beside him and smiled, "The Holy War is over, Yi'er, let's go!"
Yang Yi nodded slightly, her silver armor clanging as it transformed back into her skirt. She retrieved the Lihuo Divine Furnace, then turned into a shower of light, disappearing into the starry sky without a trace. A glimmer of light appeared in Su Yu's reflection...
Deep within the Nether Ridge of the Northern Kuru Reed Continent, an ancient Daoist temple radiates divine light, magnificent and solemn, like an Immortal of the Foreign Realm divine palace. Suspended above the abyss, every tile and stone seems to bear the mark of antiquity, exuding an ancient aura.
This is the Immortal of the Foreign Realm legacy of the Ziwei Ancient Star Domain, the Longevity Ancient Daoist Temple!
In a secluded hall of the ancient temple, a young man sat upright on a futon. He was handsome, with a bamboo hairpin in his black hair, wearing a Daoist robe with Bagua symbols and hemp shoes. His Divine Space clear and bright, and he had the air of a Daoist master. He looked otherworldly and extraordinary.
Suddenly, the young man trembled, stood up abruptly, and cried out, "My son's life is over!"
He was the father of the Daoist Sanque, the Daoist Zhengde. His primordial spirit contained a fragment of the Daoist Sanque's soul, which is why he knew that his Qilin son had perished.
The Daoist Sanque was chosen by the Master of the Longevity Temple in the Nether Ridge from a young age, as he was suitable to learn their supreme secret manual and be assisted by other peerless masters.
His three divine souls reside in the bodies of his father and two other unparalleled masters, respectively, where they are nourished and transformed by the Dao. One day, they will return to their original bodies, at which point he will become the Daoist Wuque, and the ancient scriptures will also be perfect and flawless!
Once the " Longevity Scripture " is completed, Daoist Wuque will take over as the Master of the Longevity Temple!
It is precisely for these reasons that he holds an extremely high position in the Longevity Temple!
In the other two ancient halls, the two old men also opened their eyes, sensing that the Daoist Sanque had perished, and immediately broke through their seclusion.
The three met and then entered the ancestral site of the Longevity Temple together.
In a grand hall, Daoist Zhengde took out the token, placed it in a groove on the wall, and then knelt before the Yin-Yang diagram, saying, "Ancestor, the main soul of Sanque has perished!"
Inside the ancient hall, a huge yin-yang diagram emitted a blue light, its clear glow hazy, with Daoist traces dancing in the air. A gaunt-looking old man stepped out, descending step by step as if climbing a ladder to heaven, and came to stand before the three of them.
His Daoist robe was old, with a yin-yang symbol on the back and a landscape painting in front, making him look like an old Daoist priest from ancient times, exuding an aura of endless antiquity and vicissitude.