However, this is not a choice. The moment the other party unleashes the slave seal, there is only obedience or death, and between life and death lies great terror!
After a painful struggle, Ji Biyue, with an enigmatic expression, took the black gold talisman into her hand and chuckled, "I didn't expect the Eighth Ancestor to have taken this path as well. No wonder Eighth Ancestor broke through realms one after another within a few years, reaching the Great Power realm!"
As she spoke, she took out a jade slip from her sleeve. This was a divine talisman that could transmit sound across realms, a gift from Ji Yanzhi.
"It seems you've made your choice. I wonder where you get the confidence to threaten me." Su Yu's expression was calm, his body surrounded by a red glow, exuding an ominous aura, like a dark demon god who had broken free from the River of Time, sending chills down one's spine.
Ji Biyue calmed herself and said coldly, "I don't want this, but being your slave is worse than a thousand years in prison!"
Gazing at the graceful girl in the green dress, Su Yu's lips curled slightly. Then, with a wave of his wide sleeves, the imperial aura talisman emitted countless rays of divine light, and the sound of chains echoed incessantly as it shot out streaks of dark gold divine chains.
"Let's perish together!" Ji Biyue shouted softly, resolutely crushing the communication jade talisman, wanting to send the news that the Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family was cultivating demonic arts to Ji Yanzhi.
"Snort!"
Su Yu chuckled, his left eye swirling, the shadow of the Milky Way endless, countless spatial runes materializing and enveloping the area layer by layer, instantly obliterating the Void power within the communication jade talisman.
At this moment, Ji Biyue was bound by chains of order, and her whole body was suspended in mid-air. Her originally slightly loose dress was now taut by the chains, outlining her exquisite figure. Her two fair arms shimmered with a luminous glow in the dim light, like the most beautiful jade.
Within the black mist, a faint light flickered. The communication jade slip failed, and the girl in the green dress turned pale, tears welling in her eyes. All hope in her heart had been shattered.
Ahead, a figure like a ghost floated over.
"No." Seeing the other person approach, Ji Biyue felt utterly hopeless, her body trembling uncontrollably.
She was incredibly proud, always striving to emulate the Holy Lord of the Ji Family. Yet, reality was so absurd; she, the second-in-command of the younger generation of this powerful family, might once again suffer humiliation and die.
However, pleas were useless. A slender, pale hand shot out from the darkness, lifted the girl's chin, and then slowly moved upwards, caressing her face. These sensations filled the girl in the green dress with unbearable shame, and the hatred in her heart had reached its peak...
However, things didn't go as she expected, and her fate took a turn for the worse.
As the mist dissipated, a handsome face was revealed. Su Yu's eyes curved slightly as he whispered, "Your Highness, do you still remember me?"
Chapter 407 Blood Tempering, Fate Changing
The traditions of the cultivation world in the Big Dipper are somewhat similar to those in the western part of Earth Star, where those of high status often have more than one identity.
Like Ji Yanyun, who has already passed away, besides being the Holy Lord's eldest son and a high-ranking member of the Ji Family, he was also the master of the Xuan Ming Realm in the Southern Region and the ruler of the Xuan Ming.
As the overlord of the Southern Region of the Eastern Wasteland, the Desolate Antiquity Ji Family possesses a vast territory, encompassing nine realms: Xuan Ming, Suchen, Ruiye, Tianlan, Tianxiao, Ximing, Guyu, Tianhe, and the Void.
Among them, the Void Ancient Realm is the core area of the Ji Family, with the largest territory and the most abundant spiritual energy. Most of the Ji Family members are stationed here.
The other eight realms are each guarded by Great Power at the Immortal Platform Second Heaven realm, who holds the position of realm lord, a position of extremely high rank, almost equivalent to the head of a major religion.
Due to a lack of ethnicity, some of these realm lords rule their vast territories in the form of ancient kingdoms or dynasties. Xuan Ming Realm is such a case. Backed by a supreme family, the Xuan Ming Ancient Kingdom is absolutely comparable to the Central Province Dynasty, ruling over hundreds of millions of living beings.
Therefore, Su Yu was not wrong to address her as "Your Highness." As a top genius of an extreme family, Ji Biyue's status was far more noble than that of most princesses of the dynasty, and even Xia Yilin and Princess Yue Ling could not compare to her.
Of the four Immortal of the Foreign Realm dynasties in Central Province, none have yet produced a female emperor, but Ji Biyue possesses the qualifications to become the Holy Lord of the Ji Family, though her hopes are now slim due to the calamity she faces...
As the black mist dissipated, Su Yu's long black hair cascaded down his shoulders. He wore Chaos star robe, and his purple-gold crown was dazzling, with divine runes flowing around it, making him appear unapproachable.
The Bronze Lamp flickered dimly. Looking at this deity who had emerged from Chaos, Ji Biyue felt a chill run down her spine, stunned by the sudden turn of events.
This is a sacred place for the Ji Family; how could outsiders possibly appear here?
While the girl in the green dress was lost in thought, Su Yu remained calm, like an ethereal immortal shrouded in a hazy, Chaos aura. His demeanor was otherworldly, and his pair of dark eyes were incredibly deep, within which nebulae flowed and the Sun-Moon revolved. With each breath, destruction and life alternated, drawing everyone's attention.
Reflected in her eyes by that ethereal figure, Ji Biyue trembled, realizing something. "The death of Tu Tian in the Northern Region, the loss of the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, the turmoil within the Ruthless One Lineage, the disappearance of the Innate Dao Embryo... it's all because of the being behind the Eighth Ancestor..."
In an instant, the various fragmented clues in her mind came together, and she understood many different events with different causes and effects that had occurred in the Five Regions over the years.
Seeing the change in the young woman's expression, Su Yu chuckled, his right hand resting on the canary's collarbone, feeling her delicate bone structure, and said playfully, "You recognized me?"
Contrary to Su Yu's expectations, after understanding the cause and effect, Ji Biyue became much calmer. Her previously dim starry eyes sparkled with a bright light, and a blush appeared on her face, making her as charming as spring. She said softly, "Greetings, Chaos Palace Master. I am trapped in prison and unable to greet you in person. I beg your forgiveness!"
The candlelight flickered, and a slender, fair hand descended below the collarbone.
"You..."
Ji Biyue was speechless, but unable to resist, she could only silently endure this humiliation.
Watching this " Ruthless One " man's posture upon entering prison, Su Yu's lips curled up and his eyebrows arched slightly as he recalled a famous scene from his "past life"...
Fingertips touched the glossy skin, flowing down.
This impolite gesture made Ji Biyue's face turn pale. She then gritted her teeth, regained her composure, and relaxed her tense body.
Su Yu withdrew her right hand, a faint fragrance lingering at her fingertips. Chaos aura filled her eyes as she calmly said, "How does it feel to go from being a princess of the Imperial Clan to a death row inmate overnight?"
"Taste? It's just barely getting by. What taste can there be in this dust and mud..." A trace of sadness flashed in Ji Biyue's eyes as Su Yu exposed the wounds in her heart.
A month ago, she was still the high and mighty pearl of the Ji Family. However, in a sudden turn of events, the law enforcement elder stormed into her palace and captured her in front of countless clansmen. Everything happened without warning.
On that day, she was condemned by everyone. Her clansmen, who used to fawn over her and act humbly, all changed their attitude and became righteous, rebuking her as Witch...
She will never forget this humiliation.
Then came a series of devastating blows: her father perished, all her identities were stripped away, she was reduced to a commoner, and imprisoned...
Looking at Ji Biyue's pitiful appearance, with her eyes misty with tears and her eyelashes wet with tears, Su Yu sighed. Just moments ago, she was a bewitching enchantress, but in an instant, she had transformed into a heartbreakingly sorrowful woman whose country had been destroyed and whose family had perished.
Suppressing his other emotions, Su Yu gently wiped away the tears from the girl in the green dress's eyes with a very gentle manner. Ji Biyue also somewhat moved, her beautiful eyes trembling slightly, her tender gaze filled with a gentle affection that made one's bones melt.
"I don't need to serve others with my body; I'm not interested in that!" Su Yu smiled faintly, showing no interest in this woman.
He might be willing to subdue a woman who would kill her own blood relatives for the sake of her family, but it's impossible for him to truly connect with her. Their relationship is simple: it's based solely on exploitation and submission!
His expression shifted, and the sword mark between his brows shone brightly, radiating wisps of immortal light. Nine great purple Big Dragon flew out from his body, swirling around the Order Divine Chains, making him appear like a god. In an instant, imperial aura soared, and he seemed to transform into the ruler of an imperial dynasty, with a great majesty between his brows that made people dare not look directly at him.
"Since you consider yourself nothing more than dust, I can give you a chance to rise. Are you willing?"
The Daoist sounds were ethereal, seemingly imprinted with the laws of heaven, directly imprinted in the Void, like dazzling stars, radiant and surrounded by auspicious energy.
The imperial aura mark, which originally shone with a dark light, now burst forth with countless strands of divine light. Beside the devouring divine pattern, a wisp of crystal-clear purple-gold mist emerged, which was the spacetime Dao pattern, containing Su Yu's insights.
In the darkness, countless runes lit up, illuminating this dim place. A terrifying aura surged like a vast ocean, making people's minds tremble and unable to withstand it.
"Clang clang..."
The chains rattled, their metallic clang ringing out. Under the oppressive aura of the Severing the Dao, Ji Biyue trembled all over, her two suspended jade arms swaying, her face deathly pale. If it weren't for the chains binding her, she would have surely knelt down by now.
At this moment, Su Yu's aura became increasingly ethereal and hazy, with nine dragons swirling around him, and his imperial aura was profound and ancient, making people's hearts tremble.
He seemed to belong outside of this ancient history, transcending it. The surrounding Chaos energy intertwined and swirled, the primordial chaos withered, Immortal Spirit danced, and all sorts of strange phenomena appeared, almost like Immortal Domain, dazzling the eyes.
"His imperial blood is so concentrated it's almost overwhelming; he's also a descendant of the Great Emperor."
Looking at the figure that seemed so far away, Ji Biyue felt a tremor in her heart, and the blood in her body quivered. This was the spontaneous submission of a lower Life to a higher Life.
Not only that, all sorts of terrifying images surfaced in her mind: the gruesome death of her father, the disdain and opportunism of her clansmen, the decline of her fate, the fear of a thousand-year prison sentence—all of these surged into her heart, causing her immense pain.
In the Chaos mist, the girl appeared to be nailed to a cross, bound by black gold chains, her snow-white arms revealing prominent blue veins, making them appear even more slender.
Ji Biyue looked dazed, her eyes unfocused, much like a princess of a fallen kingdom. Her sickly, depressed demeanor had a unique charm.
Under immense oppression, the girl in green finally submitted. Exhausted, her beautiful face contorted in pain, she murmured, "I... I'm willing."
"From this moment on, your destiny will be forever changed!"
Su Yu chuckled, waving his hands to unleash a shower of runes. The light of order shimmered, merging with the golden runes. In an instant, celestial light bloomed, transforming into Eternal, covering the flower mark between Ji Biyue's brows and disappearing into her sea of consciousness...
Time flies, but life goes on.
The girl in green seemed to have fallen into a Chaos world. There were no sun Sun-Moon, or stars around her, no laws or power, only a desolate land and an endless gray mist.
In this unfamiliar territory, Ji Biyue seemed to have forgotten everything. All the thoughts in her mind vanished. She forgot her surname and her origins. She didn't know why she was born or why she died.
She was like an ascetic who had given up everything and had nothing, slowly moving forward along that faint thread of cause and effect.
The surrounding gray mist swirled and slowly seeped into the slender body, but the graceful woman seemed oblivious. Her gaze was hazy, and the Sea of Bitterness, Dao Palace, and Four Extremes Secret Realm emanated a faint light from her body, leaving a cluster of light traces in the gray mist...
After an unknown amount of time, the girl in green walked into the depths of the mist. In the deepest part, the brilliant light of the Primordial Taisu shimmered, and a divine sun hung high, radiating boundless light.
Finally, the divine sun fell, streaking across the boundless gray mist with a dazzling celestial light before entering Ji Biyue's body.
"Ah..."
The girl screamed in convulsions, feeling extreme pain. In the endless light, her body was like divine glass, crystal clear, and her delicate bones could not withstand the pressure, shattering in the impact.
It was a horrifying sight: a beautiful body shattering in Chaos, like a beautiful work of art heading towards self-destruction, leaving one with a deep sense of regret.
However, the process did not worsen. Strands of crimson Immortal Phoenix feathers flew out, swirling with rosy light, playing a vital role in rapidly repairing her body, reconnecting broken bones, and gradually restoring her weakened vitality.
This was a cruel process. The Chaos energy violently surged into the girl's body, but those who were not of Chaos Body or ancient sages could hardly withstand the Chaos energy.
This is the domineering nature of the Chaos aura. In the original timeline, a disciple named Mo Xue appeared in the Wanchu Holy Land who could innately contain Chaos aura. As soon as she appeared, she defeated the Wanchu Holy Son who was five hundred years older than her. She was stronger than most King Physique, dominated the generation of the Big Dipper, and could fight against Ye Tong, who Sun Body. Although her ending was tragic, she still left a trace in the history books.
"Oh!"
In this agony, Ji Biyue's spirit returned to its place, but she was still met with cruel torture.
Within the terrifying Chaos mist, the robes of the Four Extremes- level cultivators were already shattered, revealing a slightly broken body that looked unique, possessing a kind of incomplete beauty.
"Bang!"
With a crisp cracking sound, Ji Biyue's right shoulder split open, the wound spreading towards her chest. Bright red blood gushed out, and one of her ribs shattered completely, revealing the stark white bone. This ordeal was even more brutal than the torture of death row...
If it weren't for the rune between Ji Biyue's eyebrows that was protecting her wisp of true spirit, she would have already turned into a corpse, buried here as ashes in the Chaos Trial.
Within the gray mist, Su Yu remained calm, taking in everything. This was a divine ability he created after approaching the Saint Realm and comprehending the Dao of the Underworld.
A wisp of primordial Chaos essence was transformed into Dao Seed to help other cultivators cleanse their marrow and refine their bones, artificially creating a " Pseudo Chaos Body."
Once this " Pseudo Chaos Body " is successfully created, according to Su Yu's speculation, it can be comparable to Mo Xue in the original work. Its body can contain Chaos energy, and below the Great Saint Realm, it is comparable to the King Physique.
For the Great Saint Sage, Chaos energy is nothing. Once the King Physique reaches that level, it will fully tap into the Gate of Potential contained in the bloodline chain. Unless it evolves into the Law of Chaos, the Chaos energy alone will not be of much use and cannot suppress the Great Saint with his special physique.
However, all things in the world follow the principle of Yin and Yang. If one wants to leap to be comparable to or even surpass the King Physique King Physique, one must naturally endure great suffering.
Amidst this immense pain, Ji Biyue continuously circulated the " Void Immortal Scripture," channeling her divine power to heal her injuries. However, with her peak cultivation at the Peak of Four Extremes, the healing techniques she practiced were of little use.
"That look in his eyes, just as I expected."
Within the gray mist, seeing the black-haired woman still persisting in absorbing Chaos energy, Su Yu felt a sense of admiration and said, "This is exactly the kind of talent I need, a true Ruthless One Lineage."
He chuckled softly, parted his lips slightly, and uttered a mantra that reached Ji Biyue's ears.
"The art of magic is elusive, existing within life and death. The way of extreme yin gives birth, the way of extreme yang contains death. When life and death unite, the Great Dao manifests. In the Taisu Chaos, the Heavenly Heart mysterious and profound..."
In an instant, the sound of Daoism was hazy and resounded throughout the area, like thousands of gods and demons chanting scriptures. The vast and ancient aura of the mythical era swept over, making people's hearts sway.
This is a divine chain of order that is the secret of the word "Zhe"!
"This is... a forbidden secret technique!"