This is the heartland of the Duanmu Clan, and also the hiding place of those two remnants.
"Clang!"
A cold, sharp sword light ripped through the Void, silent and stealthy, its blade dripping blood and radiating a terrifying aura, as it pierced towards Su Yu.
Yang Yi's gaze sharpened as she waved her sleeves and her jade-like hands moved swiftly, her fingers and palms wreathed in Dao light as she formed a hand seal, attempting to block the attack.
However, Su Yu was faster.
His eyes turned cold, and then a series of dazzling crimson-gold feathers flew out from his body, creating ripples in the darkness and shattering the bone sword.
A divine light emerged, illuminating the bone palace. What came into view was a golden bone puppet exuding a fierce and cold aura, its entire body flowing with Taisu divine light. One of the two bone swords in its hands was already broken, and it was retreating backward.
"Bite!"
Clutching the broken bone fragments, sensing their ancient aura, Su Yu sighed softly, saying, "These are at least the bones of Saint from three hundred thousand years ago!"
An old man approached silently, skin and bones, his black silk robe faded, his eyes sunken, his body withered and almost Life. He held a blood-stained Killing Sword and slashed down at a vicious angle.
This is a Saint who is about to pass away, who has attained enlightenment through the Way of Void.
His strength is astonishing; he is definitely a powerful figure in the Saint Realm. He is Ancient Saint who crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, not an incompetent person who possessed the bloodline of an emperor.
This killing saint had been hiding in this space, waiting for this moment.
The silver-clad female saint's beautiful eyes narrowed, and with the power of the Western Emperor swirling in her hand, she unleashed a palm strike that annihilated the Void as she struck the old man.
However, the opponent did not flinch at all, his eyes filled with determination, and he thrust out his sword, charging forward without hesitation.
"Your Highness, come with me!" the old man said coldly.
However, a crimson phoenix feather flew by, surrounded by rosy clouds, and Su Yu's body flowed with immortal light, his Phoenix Feather Battle Robe directly blocking the attack.
He coldly stared at the ancient Ancient Saint, then with a flick of his Killing Sword, pierced through the saint's Immortal Platform. A dreamlike blue light flashed, and the old Saint exploded, his corpse turning to ashes and vanishing from the world.
"Kill!"
As the yin energy stirred, the Taiyin Divine Sect members, who were manipulating the bone puppets on the other side, charged forward with gloomy faces and madness in their eyes.
Yang Yi struck out with her palm, unleashing the supreme secret technique from the " Void Scripture." Instantly, the Dao lines in the Void detached and intertwined into strands of black, immobilizing the sacred bone puppet. No matter how much it struggled, it was useless.
After glancing at the Golden Bone Saint Puppet, Su Yu reached out and Taiyin Divine Lord from within the puppet.
"Demon, today you destroy my Duanmu clan, but one day someone will destroy your entire race, hahaha..." The Taiyin Divine Lord laughed bitterly, constantly cursing.
With his entire clan perished and his cult destroyed, he had long since lost the will to live.
"Want to die? Fall into my hands, and you'll find it hard to die!"
Su Yu sneered, but did not kill him immediately. With a flick of his sleeve, he released a graceful girl in black robes.
The girl's black hair reached her waist, her skin and veins were beautiful, but the fear in her eyes added a touch of sadness, making her seem pitiful.
She is Duanmu Xue, the Taiyin Divine Maiden of this generation, and also the daughter of the Taiyin Sect. She ranks third on the Ziwei Beauty Ranking and has entered the Immortal Platform Secret Realm.
Seeing his daughter captured, the Taiyin Sect showed a trace of sorrow in his eyes; his last hope had been shattered.
Just now, he sent his own son and daughter away, hoping to preserve a bloodline for the Duanmu Clan. However, now that his daughter has appeared, the fate of his own son is self-evident.
This is a pain unique to those who persecute their clan; the enemy will never leave any male descendants, and the fate of the women is destined to be tragic...
"Father!"
Duanmu Xue's eyes were filled with tears, her jade arms were suspended in the air, bound by chains, and her two slender legs struggled constantly, trying to break free of these shackles.
However, she was only at the First Heaven of the Immortal Platform; how could she possibly contend with Su Yu, who was capable of killing Saint? It was all in vain.
Witnessing the scene of flesh and blood being torn apart, and the imminent separation of life and death, the Taiyin Sect trembled all over, a trace of despair appearing on his face. His original resolve to die was replaced by a surge of emotion; he still had attachments in this Human World...
Su Yu looked around this Bone Palace. It was called the Bone Palace because the palace was made entirely of the bones of Saint had lost their essence.
He walked to the table, looked at the ancient painting hanging on the wall, and shook his head. It was made from the skin of Saint.
On the table was a white bone cup, as clear Ruyu, surrounded by divine light, shimmering and radiant, very sacred.
On the other side was a white bone scepter, a divine weapon of King, with an infant skull inlaid at the top, radiating Five-Colored Divine Light, very sacred.
"That's going too far, they don't even spare such a young child."
The woman in the silver dress picked up the white bone scepter, looked at the infant's skull, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.
This is absolutely the skull of a newborn baby, completely unsuitable as a material for refining weapons. However, the ancestors of the Duanmu Clan still combined it with the arm bone of Saint for refining.
Seeing the female saint's reluctance, the Taiyin Sect's eyes flashed with a sinister glint, and she sneered, "It's all about the victor and the vanquished. The Gui Clan enslaved our clan for millions of years; this is the price they deserved. I only regret that my ancestors were too lenient and didn't wipe them all out!"
"Cost?"
Su Yu put down the bone cup, his eyes flashing like purple lightning, shooting directly into the other's sea of consciousness, transforming into chains that whipped at the Taiyin Sect's primordial spirit.
Chapter 446 The Ziwei Divine Dynasty Beauty Ranking
"Ah..."
The Taiyin Sect's face was contorted, convulsing, and extremely ferocious. His soul had suffered severe damage, and he was experiencing extreme pain, wishing he could die right now.
"Father!" Duanmu Xue's eyes were filled with tears, her voice was sad and desolate, and she was very touching.
"In the past, when the Duanmu clan was a servant of the Taiyin, Saint still emerged from them. Now that the Taiyin Clan has become your slaves, you can't even find a single Dao Palace Realm cultivator. Given this enmity, what price should your Duanmu Clan pay?"
"You should know that even a demon like me has spared hundreds of millions of your descendants, while you have been slaughtering mortals. People like your ancestors deserve to die ten thousand times over!"
Su Yu's eyes flashed, and a rain of light poured down behind him, sending out countless white petals. A sacred and peaceful phantom emerged from the light, whispering and chanting the supreme immortal scripture, its voice resounding throughout the world.
The Taiyin Sect, who had been in great pain, gradually lost his focus, his body radiating divine light and exuding a sacred aura, like an immortal. After three breaths, he knelt down and respectfully said, "Master!"
"Father."
Duanmu Xue's eyes trembled as she guessed a possibility. Gritting her teeth, she glared at Su Yu with hatred in her eyes. Her once beautiful face was now filled with resentment, and she roared madly, "You devil!"
"I am a demon!" Su Yu looked at the servants at his feet and said calmly, "The victor is king, the loser is villain—that's what your father said!"
"Ah, you will die. Someone will definitely come out to kill you, wipe out your clan, and kill your relatives. I'll be waiting..." Duanmu Xue's eyes gleamed with a sinister light, bloodshot as she cursed incessantly.
"Take her away!" Su Yu said coldly.
Soon, the Taiyin Divine Maiden was taken away by the silver-haired old servant.
"Do not disobey Your Highness!"
The Taiyin Sect sighed. He also felt sorry for his daughter, but now he was first Su Yu's servant, and then Duanmu Xue's father. So no matter how reluctant he was, he dared not untie the shackles on his daughter's hands and feet.
"Why, why did this happen...?"
Seeing that familiar expression, Duanmu Xue's silver eyes welled up with tears, her eyes stung, and she felt extremely distressed.
She couldn't understand why, in just one year, the once glorious Taiyin Divine Sect had been destroyed, her brother had disappeared without a trace, and all her clansmen had perished.
She had only gone into seclusion once, yet everything had changed. This sense of disparity nearly shattered her Dao heart, and all sorts of hatred surged within Immortal Platform, urging her to take revenge on Su Yu...
On the other side, Taiyin Princess looked at these weak people of her own kind, her eyes filled with both sadness and joy.
Sadly, the Taiyin Clan, which once flourished and produced a Human Emperor and several Quasi-Emperor, now has only one cultivator at the Four Extremes.
The good news is that a Taiyin Physique has emerged in this generation, and the person is backed by the Supreme Dynasty of the Big Dipper, which is enough to lead the Gui Clan back to its peak and revitalize the Taiyin lineage.
"Ancestor..."
Looking at Taiyin Princess, whose light and shadow were growing dimmer, Jiang Tingting felt a pang of pity. Her parents had passed away when she was young, but fortunately, Su Yu and Yang Yi had always doted on her, and they were her family.
Now, a member of her bloodline has appeared, handing over the position of clan leader to her and placing the hopes for the revitalization of the Taiyin Clan on her shoulders, leaving her with mixed feelings.
In this Lifetime, because of Su Yu, she felt no sense of belonging to the Jiang Family. Moreover, she knew that she had the same physique as the Human Emperor of the Moon, and after cultivating the Taiyin True Scripture, she developed a special affection for the Taiyin Clan.
Now, carrying on the last wish of the previous Taiyin Princess, she could only shed tears, grieving for the passing of a loved one...
In the distance, thick beams of immortal light shot out, displaying a variety of colors including cyan, gold, white, blue, and red. Ancient beings, whose power shook the heavens and whose thoughts governed the universe, descended with their divine essences, filling the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, standing in the night sky, witnessing this moment.
Tens of thousands of miles away, the Immortal of the Foreign Realm elders who were watching the battle from afar all paled as they recognized these towering figures.
The names of the island lord of Daiyu Immortal Island, the Saint King of Yuanjiao, the ancient ancestor of the Longevity Ancient Daoist Temple, the sage of Heavenly Wolf Mountain, the Half-Saint of the Human King Hall, the dragon lord of the Eastern Sea Dragon Palace... all these names recorded in ancient history have actually appeared.
The starry sky is deep Yeyue is gentle, flowing with distant light like an endless stream, possessing a perfect and flawless meaning, such is the charm of Tao, timeless and incomparable.
"Princess, we Ziwei cultivators will never fail the lineage of the Human Emperor!" The Longevity Saint, wearing a purple-gold crown, solemnly promised.
" In this Lifetime, the Taiyin Immortal Physique has been born, and the Imperial Clan has been reborn; perhaps this is the will of the Heavens."
The Star Lord Lucun's eyes held a slightly complicated expression. His Lifetime in that world was not far removed from the destruction of the Taiyin Clan, but he could only feel a slight sense of regret.
After all, he was Demon Clan, and the internal strife among the Human Clan had little to do with him. Apart from lamenting the extinction of the Human Emperor's lineage, all he could do was annihilate the Duanmu Clan cultivators, seize the " Taiyin True Scripture," and avenge the Human Emperor's lineage...
Tuoyu Yuansheng was also somewhat emotional. In the past, he fought against the King the Duanmu Clan and obtained the incomplete Taiyin. Now that the descendants of Taiyin are endless, it is just the right time to settle the karma.
Seeing all the saints arrive, Taiyin Princess was somewhat lost in thought, then shook her head, her eyes filled with sadness.
She died in the Desolate Antiquity era, possessed by Duanmu Huang, and died with immense resentment in her heart.
Now that his lingering resentment has returned, and he has witnessed the destruction of his enemy clan while his own family remains alive, this is the greatest comfort he can offer.
She longed to rebuild the Taiyin Clan alongside her people, but alas, this era did not belong to her...
Looking at her increasingly dim body, Taiyin Princess felt a sense of relief. She turned to look at the city and murmured to herself, "It's a pity I still can't repay your kindness. If there truly is Lunhui, I'm willing to be your maid in the next Lifetime to repay the kindness of this Lifetime!"
She learned the whole story from her tribesmen.
Unexpectedly, more than 100,000 years later, there are still Human Clan who remember the Human Emperor of the Moon and are willing to wage war to avenge the Taiyin Clan with imperial artifacts.
That person wasn't there for personal gain...
As she pondered, a string of shimmering beads of light slid from the corner of her eye, and her entire body ignited with black Taiyin True Fire. She was reduced to ashes in the enchanting Immortal Fire, thus finding liberation.
"Ancestors..." Tears welled up in Jiang Tingting's eyes. She stretched out her hands, trying to catch the moonlight, but it was like trying to scoop the moon's reflection from a well. The ethereal light kept drifting away with the wind.
Under the starry sky, Su Yu's Chaos True Self had a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He wanted to save this poor soul, but the laws of Longevity in this world were incomplete, and saving a wisp of a soul was more difficult than becoming an immortal.
If this were Immortal Ancient Era, perhaps the cultivators of the Ghost Dao and the Burial Ground could find a way, but now, he could only watch helplessly as his opponent dissipated...
"Who in this world can ascend to immortality and awaken from the dream? You cannot, I cannot; all living beings are trapped in a dream..."
On Daiyu Immortal Island, Su Yu softly recited the words of the Saint Qingxuan. The gods in the Dao Palace shouted in unison to question the heavens, carrying a wisp of thought about the incompleteness of Lunhui.
At this moment, he seemed to understand the Shrouding the Heavens cast by those Heavenly Venerable, Ancient Emperor, and Great Emperor of the Shrouding Heaven Era. Faced with the passage of time, even the Extreme Dao Supreme were helpless.
Only by traversing the Immortal Road!
He wants to lead this world to immortality and transform this realm into Immortal Domain!