Robbing Heaven's Will
The previously calm text on the panel suddenly erupted into a frenzy!
But at the very moment the Law Technique Panel was refining the lightning talisman at an unbelievable speed, true terror descended.
The heavens are enraged.
Boom-!!!
A furious roar, incomparable to any sound in the world, exploded in the deepest part of Qi Yun's Divine Soul!
The next moment!
Qi Yun suddenly felt that the stone platform he was on, the island, and even the entire sea as far as the eye could see were undergoing some kind of strange [peeling off].
First, there was the disappearance of sound.
The sounds of the waves, the wind, and even the rushing of his own blood and the pounding of his heart were rapidly diminishing, fading into an absolute stillness.
It's not that we can't hear it, but rather that the very concept of "sound" seems to be disappearing from this place.
Next comes color.
The blue of the sky, the ink of the sea, the white of the clouds, the gray of the rocks—all colors faded at a visible speed, becoming pale and monotonous, eventually turning into a lifeless, chilling "dead white."
Then comes the blurring of one's sense of existence.
Qi Yun looked down at his hands and noticed that the edges of his fingers were starting to become blurry.
He even had an absurd delusion—did he actually exist here?
Or is it merely an insignificant ink dot on this gray background, about to be erased?
This is not coercion, not an attack, but a more fundamental and terrifying form of [negation].
This negates the "rationality" and "uniqueness" of everything in this place.
Heaven's Will —is to strip Qi Yun directly from this world!
Situ Huaji and the Divine Puppet man were already frozen in place, their eyes vacant, completely excluded from this turmoil.
Qi Yun is under the greatest pressure.
He felt that his "connection" with the world was being rapidly severed.
The sense of Spiritual Qi became negligible, the resonance with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth almost disappeared, and even the feeling of support from the ground beneath one's feet became illusory.
And at this moment!
The Law Technique Panel, suspended in the center of Qi Yun's Sea of Consciousness and radiating intense light, completed the refining and absorption of the last trace of the original Dao from the half of the [Divine Firmament Thunder Talisman]!
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The Law Technique Panel trembled slightly.
An invisible and intangible yet mysterious wave, capable of severing all ties and reshaping all definitions, quietly spread out like ripples on water.
Click.
A faint, almost imperceptible cracking sound rang out.
Almost simultaneously.
All the cultivators in this vast world heard this faint, almost imperceptible sound of breaking.
The Qi Refining Realm thought he had misheard.
The Foundation Establishment True Person frowned slightly, looked around, and examined the surroundings carefully, but could only shake his head and find nothing unusual.
Only the True Lord are still alive!
They sensed it—someone had usurped the authority of Heaven's Will!
Who is it?
How dare they rob [Heaven's Will]? Is True Lord about to perish?
In an instant, countless thoughts clashed wildly in the vast void, trying to find the source of the strange movement.
However, the cause and effect of this matter had been reshaped by the Law Technique Panel, and no matter how the True Lord searched the heavens and earth and deduced it repeatedly, they could not find a trace.
In the end, they could only leave dejectedly, filled with doubts.
The invisible thread connecting the "thief" and the "owner of divine right" has been severed.
And in that instant when cause and effect were severed and power changed hands—
The enormous talisman in the vast sky above, which was slowly rotating and exuding a world-destroying pressure, suddenly stopped!
In that cold, indifferent, and seemingly unseen gaze, like the gaze of the Heavenly Dao, a hint of extreme confusion appeared?
Or rather, it's a sense of bewilderment from losing one's goals.
Without the anchor of cause and effect, there is no basis for culpability.
The crushing force that had enveloped the sky suddenly became hollow, like a torrent that had lost its target.
Then, revealing a deep sense of resentment and doubt, it receded like the tide.
The darkness receded, and the light of day returned.
The sea breeze blew again, and the frozen waves began to surge once more.
It was as if the overwhelming, world-destroying power of the heavens that had just struck us was merely a collective illusion.
Only atop the stone mountain, the shattered and dissipated remnants of the Formation Art, the chaotic traces scattered on the ground, and the figure covered in mottled blood...
A figure that swayed slightly but ultimately stood tall.
It silently recounts the brief yet breathtaking events that just occurred, a story that is both true and undeniable.
Qi Yun slowly straightened up and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and face.
His face was still pale, and his breathing was somewhat unsteady, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
Like the night sky that has become clearer and deeper after being baptized by the most violent thunderstorm.
He lowered his head and opened his palm.
In his palm, the half of the [Divine Firmament Thunder Talisman] that had once shone with golden light and exuded Daoist charm had now completely dimmed, turning into a small clump of inconspicuous gray ashes.
A sea breeze blew, and they scattered in all directions.
The next second!
As soon as the thought crossed his mind...
A dazzling golden talisman formed from lightning suddenly appeared, radiating a pure and domineering aura of lightning.
"Heh----" Qi Yun chuckled softly, holding the talisman in his palm.
At this moment, Thunder Method completely belonged to him.
"Vice Sect Leader, are you really going to go this far?"
Inside the main hall of the Holy Sect, the Great Void Hall.
The True Person Southern Dipper, who used to sit regally on the cloud bed at the head of the table, his aura as deep and profound as the starry sea, was not present.
At this moment, sitting in the main seat was the Black Mountain True Person, dressed in a black robe with an indifferent expression.
The only two Great True Person of the Wuji Sacred Sect sat casually, without making a single unnecessary movement.
His indifferent gaze fell on True Person Qianxin, who was first on the left below.
"Qianxin Brother Qianxin seems to have a lot of opinions?"
Black Mountain True Person spoke again, his pace calm and even.
The moment the word "very big" was uttered, True Person Qianxin trembled violently, as if an invisible mountain had suddenly pressed down on his shoulders, and several fine cracks silently spread across the hard, iron-like ground beneath his feet!
He groaned, swayed, and nearly lost his balance. The words he was about to say were abruptly cut off, and his face turned from red to white.
Inside the main hall, you could hear a pin drop.
The other dozen or so Holy Sect True Person standing on both sides, whether they were on good terms with Qi Yun and harbored resentment, or remained neutral and watched coldly, were all trembling with fear at this moment, and none of them dared to utter a sound easily.
The power of Great True Person is simply unbearable for True Person in the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage.
Black Mountain didn't even need to actually make a move; the suppression of his Dao realm and rank alone was enough to make it impossible for ordinary True Person to move an inch.
"My eldest brother has crossed the sea to the south on the orders of the True Lord, True Lord me to temporarily take charge of the sect's affairs."
Black Mountain True Person withdrew his gaze, as if he had only done a trivial matter. His voice remained calm and even, echoing in the silent hall.
"Qi Yun had been away from his clan for a long time, venturing into dangerous territory, and all communication with him had ceased."
According to sect rules, if the fate of someone is unknown for more than half a year, all their temples, cave abode, and allocated resources should be temporarily confiscated and placed in the sect's treasury until their return or confirmation of their death.
He paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over everyone in the hall, lingering for a moment on those on the right side who were closer to Qi Yun, such as True Person Chiyang, True Person Qingli, and True Person Mingyu.
"Recently, a new True Person has emerged from seclusion within the sect. In accordance with the proper order, he should be granted a superior Daoist temple for further cultivation."
There is no suitable vacant land, and the Green Mountain Dao Academy has been vacant for a long time, which is a real waste.
It is perfectly reasonable to temporarily assign him to the newly promoted True Person.
As soon as he finished speaking, True Person Chiyang's thick eyebrows furrowed, and a fierce aura seemed about to erupt from his body; True Person Qingli's face was frosty, and his fingertips twitched slightly; True Person Mingyu Mingyu's lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to argue.
However, Black Mountain True Person simply pressed down lightly with his right index finger, which was resting on the armrest of the dark black chair.
Thump.
A soft, muffled sound resonated deep within the Dao Foundation of all the True Person.
The three of them, along with several other True Person around them who looked displeased, simultaneously felt an energy even greater than the one that had just been exerted on True Person Qianxin.
An even more refined suppressive force suddenly descended.
Not only did it seal off the flow of their Law Power, but it also subtly locked down their Divine Soul fluctuations, making it difficult for them to even send out divine thoughts!
Black Mountain True Person single-handedly suppressed nearly ten fellow True Person at the same time, yet he remained completely at ease, his expression showing no change whatsoever.
The gap between Great True Person and someone in the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage was vividly displayed at this moment.
The atmosphere inside the hall was extremely oppressive, filled only with the omnipresent, chilling pressure and the calm yet undeniable voice of Black Mountain True Person: "Since—no one has any further objections."
He slowly rose from his cloud throne, his dark robes fluttering even without wind, his gaze lowered, looking down at the people in the hall.
"Then, the matter is settled—"
"Wait a minute."
A clear and calm voice pierced through the heavy, stagnant air in the hall.
He interrupted the Black Mountain True Person's unfinished words.
All eyes instantly turned to the two heavy, tightly closed doors of the Great Void Hall, each ten feet high.
Before anyone knew it, the palace doors had silently opened.
Sunlight streamed in from outside, outlining a tall, pine-like figure in deep blue.
The entire Great Void Hall was completely silent.
After a moment of silence, a meaningful smile appeared on Black Mountain True Person's face, and he slowly spoke, his voice still steady: "You're back----"
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the figure in front of the main hall as if trying to see through him completely.
Finally, she whispered the name: "Qi Yun."