Dark light descended, Devouring Heaven Demon Jar in the sky, suppressing everything.
The tall, slender figure below shifted his gaze slightly, extending a large, Ruyu hand, wreathed in Chaos light, to firmly grasp the blood-gold battle spear.
"Clang!"
The sound of metal clanging resounded through the clouds, and the golden spear burst forth with spear light, like a silver river falling, vast and boundless, its killing intent sweeping across the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, shocking the Human World, trying to break free from that Chaos hand.
"Soldiers!"
A faint celestial sound emanated, carrying Immortal Qi of immortal energy, like a gentle breeze.
Bright silver Dao patterns floated and condensed into countless vast stars, adorned with ancient imperial runes, radiating boundless light and surging Human World.
With his black hair falling down, tinged with a pale golden light, Su Yu's eyes were cold as he pointed a finger and pressed it down on the crimson-gold spear.
"Bang!"
Amidst swirling celestial light, thousands upon thousands of Daoist talismans descended.
Chaos surged, condensing into a single essence, which powerfully imprinted itself on the Saint King Weapon, touching its very soul.
"Buzz!"
A colossal phantom of Golden-Winged Roc appeared, and the deity wailed, filled with resentment, as if attempting self-destruction.
However, the "soldier" pattern covered everything, suppressing all. The Saint Weapon and deity were killed and disappeared into the sky, forcibly subdued by the enemy.
"Even a grain of rice dares to shine!"
Su Yu remained indifferent, flicked his wrist, and the crimson-gold spear shot out, gleaming with a bright red metallic luster, before being caught by the Central Emperor.
"Presumptuous!"
Golden divine flames surged down upon the mortal realm, and a divine and demonic figure emerged, its voice shaking heaven and earth.
Everything happened in the blink of an eye; in the blink of an eye, a powerful figure from Daiyu Immortal Island had fallen, which enraged Tuoyu Yuansheng immensely.
" Yuan Sheng!" The cultivators of the Longevity Ancient Daoist Temple trembled, sensing the oppressive aura, their bodies shaking uncontrollably.
"Ancestor!"
From the clouds behind, several golden-eyed cultivators shouted, tears welling in their eyes, their faces contorted with rage, glaring at the figure beneath the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar with hatred that seemed to burn the Nine Heavens to ashes.
They were descendants of Daoist Jin Ming, and having witnessed their ancestor's demise, they harbored a burning hatred for these Big Dipper cultivators.
Not only them, but banners fluttered like the sea and figures surged like the tide in the cloud sea as countless cultivators emerged.
There were people from the great sect of Luzhou, as well as shrimp soldiers and crab generals from the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace. In the center, a jade carriage was laid out, with more than a dozen cultivators sitting upright, some old and some young, each wearing a golden jade talisman.
They came from the islands of the Eastern Sea, their expressions indifferent, showing a hint of disdain for the defeated cultivators of the Longevity Temple and the Water Clan of the sea. Only when facing the Big Dipper Imperial Clan did they suppress their arrogance and become solemn.
" Tuoyu Yuansheng, are you getting senile? Do you really think you've reached the Quasi-Emperor Realm and are now the supreme ruler under the starry sky?"
The Immortal Fire blazed brightly as the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo avatar stepped out. His black hair flowed over his shoulders, and he wore Chaos silver silk robe. The bell mark between his brows shone brightly, and a hint of coldness appeared on his lips, indicating his fearlessness.
Purple patterns flowed, and the Chaos True Body stood side by side with him, while the female saint in a silver dress and purple hair stood beside them.
Beside them stood two ethereal and otherworldly women of unparalleled beauty, each holding a Chaos divine artifact, standing behind the three.
The Devouring Heaven Jar, the Green Lotus Weapon, and the Li Fire Furnace flew together, slaying gods and Buddhas, with immortal music never ceasing. They shook off layers of radiance, radiating endless auspicious light, all of which was imperial might, blocking the Great Saint's oppressive aura.
Behind them, the Central Emperor rescued the Northern Emperor. Clad in armor and wielding a blue-gold divine spear, they faced each other with cold eyes, their gazes gleaming red, conveying both coldness and killing intent.
Wang Teng was pale and weak. He staggered to his feet and followed Xiang Yufei.
This side had only seven people, but their aura overwhelmed thousands upon thousands.
Emperor Weapon swayed, Ultimate Dao Laws surged, killing light burst forth, the Torch Dragon coiled, the Kun Peng spread its wings, all the clouds in the sky were shattered, and the nine heavens were torn apart.
The divine might spread, causing tremors everywhere, both in the heavens and on earth. The boundless ocean seemed on the verge of collapse, revealing countless broken folds.
Upon hearing the rebuke from a Great Accomplishment King, Tuoyu Yuansheng was not enraged as expected. A silver mark appeared between his brows as he sensed the rich imperial blood emanating from the silver-robed man, and a hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes.
"This bloodline fluctuation undoubtedly indicates he is an imperial prince!"
The Saint King Cangyue, wearing a golden crown, spoke coldly, his expression devoid of any warmth.
However, the two had different focuses. The island lord Bi Zhan, dressed in hemp clothing, stared blankly at the figure under the Devouring Heaven Demon Jar, his heart filled with turbulent waves.
"This aura... the Immortal Medicine, it's definitely the Immortal Medicine."
The old man in hemp robes had a deep, unfathomable gaze, his thoughts as profound as the sea. " Wuliang immortal treasures, heavens have mercy! I never expected to actually see an ancient Divine Medicine this time!"
Seeing the Medicine Saint's gaze, the green-eyed Ancient Saint Tianlang's eyes flickered uncertainly, but he ultimately held back, silently waiting for his opportunity...
"All the saints have arrived, the blood feud is over, what's the use of saying more? The only option is to fight!"
Dark light surged, with countless ribbons hanging down. Su Yu's expression was cold. He wore the Thousand Illusions Star Battle Robe, and two beams of immortal light shot from his eyes, piercing through the sky.
At the same time, the Source Heaven Divine Veins, densely packed and imprinted in the Void, silently stirred the dragon of destiny of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty. Chaotic Blood surged and soared into the sky, unleashing the true might of Saint.
Upon learning that the silver-robed youth was an imperial prince, Tuoyu Yuansheng suppressed his anger, his face ashen, revealing his emotions.
If it were anyone else who dared to rebuke the Great Saint, even a Saint King would not escape death, but the Emperor's son is different.
Now that the imperial prince has appeared, the protectors left behind by his father may also be nearby...
An old man emerged from Daiyu Immortal Island, surrounded by the light of Taisu; he was a cultivator at the sixth level of the Saint.
Unlike others, he was a servant whom Tuoyu Yuansheng had taken in when he was young. He had followed his master for thousands of years and instantly knew Yuan Sheng's intentions.
The old man, with white hair and gray eyes, looked quite ordinary. He said with a gentle smile, "I wonder which Imperial Clan you gentlemen come from. Perhaps today's events are a misunderstanding."
"Misunderstand?"
Su Yu smiled faintly and said softly, "Just an imperial prince, yet he made the number one person in the Eastern Sea hesitate. Tuoyu, it seems you've reached your limit and are not qualified to become Quasi-Emperor."
"Do you think I'm afraid to take action? I respect your ancestors, but that's all."
Tuoyu Yuansheng's hair flowed freely, his body was tall and imposing, and golden divine flames swirled around him.
His aura was as vast as the sea, and his eyes, like two stars, were incredibly intimidating. He coldly glanced over, releasing a wisp of Great Saint might as a warning, and said indifferently, "If you truly anger me, your status as an Imperial Prince won't save you!"
Even through the barrier of imperial aura, Su Yu felt a slight tremor in his heart, and sighed inwardly: As expected of a supreme Great Saint, truly extraordinary.
"I wonder if devouring a Great Saint would allow me to break through to the Saint Realm..."
With this resentment in his heart, Su Yu took out a long, slender jade box.
The jade box was crystal clear and dazzling, forged by the Nine Heavens Purple Jade King, and contained deep purple starlight, making it incomparably beautiful.
This Saint-level jade box is nothing special; the divine object it contains is the key to suppressing the Great Saint...
After observing Su Yu for several breaths, Island Master Bi Zhan Zhan's heart stirred slightly. He transmitted his thoughts to Tuoyu Yuansheng Yu, saying, " Yuan Sheng, the one who wields the Emperor Jar is the embodiment of the Immortal Medicine."
Is this really true?
Upon hearing this, the Golden-Robed Great Saint, who had initially hesitated, sharpened his gaze, his eyes flashing with brilliant runes, and his attitude instantly changed.
The elixir of Immortal Medicine can be transformed into human form; this is of immense significance.
It should be noted that the only Great Emperor to achieve enlightenment in the Desolate Antiquity era— the Azure Emperor —was said to have been born from the elixir of Immortal Medicine.
Moreover, the Azure Emperor's Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon is located here, and the cause and effect involved are definitely extraordinary.
Thinking of this, Tuoyu Yuansheng inquired, "After the Immortal Medicine takes human form, does it have the effect of prolonging life...?"
Just as the Ziwei faction was in turmoil, a valiant figure stepped forward, wielding Saint Weapon, pointing it at the assembled saints, and coldly shouted, " Tuoyu, how dare you disrespect the Emperor's son?"
"You've gone too far! Even if you're an imperial prince, you shouldn't be so arrogant. Today, I'll suppress you and send your elders to take you away!" the Golden-Robed Great Saint Sage said coldly. His eyes were icy, his gaze blazing with fire.
"Clang!"
The Chain of Taichu clanged, and in that instant, tens of thousands of golden patterns appeared out of thin air, transforming into the phantom of a celestial island.
Moreover, as the illusory image of Daiyu Immortal Island appeared, the vast ocean rippled, and countless golden leaves immediately fell.
These leaves are ethereal and intangible, yet they contain an indescribable great power, creating a misty, ethereal atmosphere.
The autumn sea is like a painting, the mountains are like the sky, and tens of thousands of thick ancient trees rise from the ground, piercing the clouds, with strong trunks and withered yellow leaves.
Fallen leaves float in the mountain stream, carrying a faint sense of decay, and a rich atmosphere of desolation permeates the air, instantly condensing into an ancient scroll— Autumn Mountains and Evening Rain Painting!
The winds rustle, the mountains and rivers are in turmoil, fallen leaves turn yellow, streams dry up, and countless swaying raindrops dance in the wind, carrying a sense of parting sorrow and evoking sadness in the heart.
" Plain Falling Dao, Divine Art, Great Nirvana Technique!"
Tuoyu Yuansheng was very direct; since he was going to make a move, he used all his strength.
This was a fragmented divine technique he obtained from ancient ruins, created by Ancient Great Emperor. Afterward, he forged his own path, pushing the divine technique to a new level.
In the past, Third Heaven of Severing the Dao world, he used this technique to fight against the sixth-level Heavenly King of the Taiyin Divine Sect, using an incomplete divine technique to rival an imperial technique and seize the Taiyin.
At the same time, the Quasi-Emperor Artifact hidden within his body also unleashed Wuliang divine power. Countless silver raindrops instantly transformed into a Chaos waterfall, and the Quasi-Emperor's Dao laws spread across the sky, descending from the Nine Heavens, covering everything, seemingly about to bury everything.
"This is the Intent Domain of Heartforce cultivation. I never expected that such a tradition still exists in the Ziwei Star Domain..."
Looking at the fallen leaves all around, Su Yu's gaze sharpened, and he recognized the origin of this supernatural power.
In the vast expanse of time and space, from the Chaotic Ancient Era to the present Post-Desolate Ancient Era, countless outstanding figures have been born in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, and countless legacies have been left behind.
One aspect of this is the inheritance of Heartforce, which involves entering the Dao through the mind, cultivating the Power of Thought, and then using that Power of Thought to touch the heavens and earth, transforming it into Intent Domain...
"As expected of someone from the Imperial Clan, you actually know about Heartforce cultivators!" Tuoyu Yuansheng's voice was cold, and the golden flame runes in his eye sockets flickered, seemingly somewhat surprised.
This tradition had almost disappeared in the River of Time, and he discovered it in ancient ruins. He never expected that this little cultivator who had taken the form of the elixir of Immortal Medicine would recognize it.
"Buzz!"
The Devouring Heaven Jar, the Li Fire Furnace, and the Green Lotus Weapon all activated simultaneously, unleashing a soaring light. The aura of Great Emperor permeated the air, sweeping across the Three Thousand Great Worlds with terrifying force.
Three strands of immortal light—black, red, and blue—condensed into a barrier, blocking the way. They collided with the annihilating raindrops, unleashing a tremendous sound.
The clash of imperial artifacts shocked everyone, filling them with dread as if the myths of the ancient times were repeating themselves.
For tens of thousands of years, the Ziwei Star Domain has never seen such a sight.
As the universe turned, countless spaces shattered and were reshaped, radiating a violent aura. Clouds collapsed, rivers and mountains ceased to flow, and all sorts of light and mist burst forth, with auspicious clouds erupting. What was clearly a land of destruction gave birth to Xian Dao scene of immortality.
As the immortal light emanating from the three Emperor Weapon dissipated and the runes on the imperial aura barrier continued to wear away, Tuoyu Yuansheng made up his mind and said with a faint smile, "As expected, although imperial weapons are powerful, they are limited by their Weapon Master. How can they stop me?"
"Where is the protector of that imperial prince? Could it be...?"
The Azure Saint King Cangyue, wearing a purple-gold crown, turned cold and, along with the other Saint, simultaneously activated the ancestral weapon of the Longevity Ancient Daoist Temple.
"Alas, though fate allows, this old man cannot save you. You have all gone too far."
The Longevity Saint's expression was complex, tinged with a hint of melancholy, but his hands moved swiftly, his divine power surging and converging into a crystal-clear stream of divine power that flowed into the Dark-Veined Mother Gold Sword.