Chapter 667: Chapter 500: Guidance (Part 3)
He dared not hesitate and quickly grabbed Zhang Mingyu. With a flicker of his figure, he jumped out of the battle circle.
Boom!
The Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch merged the Divine Sand into his own Great Sun Dao Domain. The Dao Domain expanded violently, transforming into a blazing sun, carrying the power to burn everything, and crushing towards Yuanba and Qi Mang.
Divine Sand flew all over the sky, where it passed, the void collapsed, stars melted, the terrifying power enough to return heaven and earth to ruins.
Yuanba witnessed such a scene, yet his expression remained indifferent, without a trace of panic.
He has cultivated for just over twenty thousand years, reaching the fourth heaven of gods and demons, corresponding to the seventh tribulation of the Spirit Realm’s Void Refining.
Compared to the seasoned Void Refining Great Power like the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch, his strength was much inferior, but behind him stood the Panwu Hall!
"In the end, it all comes down to backing!"
Yuanba sneered, waved his sleeve, and four ancient-looking Immortal Swords emerged, each engraved with intricate Dao Patterns, surrounded by the four elements of earth, water, wind, and fire Power of Origin.
He quickly formed Sword Seals with his hands, slightly bent his figure, and shouted aloud:
"I implore the Supreme Heavenly King Chen Sheng to vanquish evil and subdue demons!"
Clang—!!!
The four Immortal Swords moved in response, transforming into four streams of light, interwoven in the void into a formation, evolving the four major origins of earth, water, wind, and fire, operating like the creation of heavens and earth.
The Sword Light surged, and the majestic heavenly might swept across the scene, devoid of any tricks, yet carried the power to transcend time and space, swiftly colliding with the deity-defying Divine Sand!
Crack!
Countless Divine Sand instantly shattered under the Sword Light, and the violent power was effortlessly torn apart by the Sword Light.
Those four Sword Lights charged forward unstoppably, breaking through the obstruction of Divine Sand, continuing to speed towards the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch, with an unavoidable pressure enveloping his whole body.
Zhang Yuan watched this scene from afar, his heart filled with fear:
"Directly crushing with the Power of Laws!"
"So strong!"
The Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch faced this blow directly, his face twitched wildly, an endless fear rising in his heart, even his soul trembled:
"No! I cannot die! This Sword Light is too terrifying, I will die beneath it!"
He wanted to flee but found that the space around him had already been locked by the Sword Light, making it difficult to even move.
Thunk!
The Sword Light flashed by, and the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch’s head was severed in response, the blood spraying from his neck was instantly obliterated by the Sword Light.
His Divine Soul tried to escape but was firmly held by the Power of Laws contained within the Sword Light, instantly reflecting countless thoughts, incarnations.
No matter where you were, under the crushing of the laws, it was instantly obliterated.
"I’m going to die!"
Just when the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch thought he would fall completely.
The Sword Light suddenly coiled, wrapping his last remaining Yang Spirit thought, and brought it to Yuanba’s presence.
Yuanba looked down at that wisp of Yang Spirit thought, his tone icy:
"Old man, weren’t you just asking me to contact my nephew? I’ll give you a chance, see if you can summon someone to save your life."
...
Outside Panwu Hall, Cloud Sea surged like boiling, multicolored lights cascading down, reflecting the two figures into a more ethereal and transcendent state.
Chen Sheng, dressed in a black Daoist Robe embroidered with dragons, holding a Jade Gui, his gaze falls upon the Daoist in front of him:
"Friend Bai Kang has come from afar, failing to fulfill the duties of a host, it is indeed discourteous."
The Daoist, adorned in a moon-white Magic Robe and a jade crown, with a dignified visage, three strands of long beard hanging chest length, was the Dharma Master Bai Kang of the Imperial Immortal Mansion.
He raised his hand to stroke his beard, a gentle smile on his face, his gaze swept over the grand demeanor of the Panwu Hall, praising:
"Friend, you are too kind."
"Bai Kang’s visit this time is precisely to ask a favor of you."
Chen Sheng had it figured out, in this Three Extremes Domain, the Three Great Immortal Mansions—Southern, Northern, and Imperial—are indeed the sky.
The Three Mansions were originally one family, it can be said you are in me, and I am in you, the relationship is complex and intertwined.
Below the Three Great Immortal Mansions.
Compound, state courtyards, Dao Veins, Dao Assemblies... gathering talents, essentially monopolizing all cultivation resources and top-tier strength within the domain.
The Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch could cultivate into the Void Refining Ten Tribulation naturally not lacking in backing, having once cultivated at the Imperial Immortal Mansion, he was precisely an Inner Sect Disciple under Dharma Master Bai Kang.
...
Dharma Master Bai Kang cupped his hands:
"The hour is late, I need to return to the Imperial mansion to attend to mundane affairs, I shall take my leave for today."
"We shall have a joyful drink and chat at the next Three Extremes Dao Assembly."
Chen Sheng nodded: "Certainly, certainly!"
Buzz—
Dharma Master Bai Kang cupped his hands again, this incarnation gradually dissipating, leaving only a faint trace of purple qi surging.
Chen Sheng gently tapped the Jade Gui, a Divine Soul message instantly crossed the galaxy, reaching where Yuanba was.
...
Meanwhile, on the Astral Battlefield.
Yuanba was pondering the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch’s remaining wisp of Yang Spirit thought with a piercing killing intent in his eyes.
Suddenly, he trembled all over, his expression shifted subtly, he then withdrew his killing intent, and cupped his hands towards the void:
"Got it."
The Yang Spirit thought of the Fallen Flame Celestial Monarch sensed Yuanba’s change in aura, a flicker of hope rekindling in his heart.
Yet still, he dared not speak blindly, only waiting silently in fear.
Yuanba glanced at that wisp of Yang Spirit coldly:
"Consider yourself lucky, my big brother has instructed to spare your worthless life."
That wisp of Yang Spirit thought was as if pardoned from a death sentence, quickly transformed into a stream of light, darting swiftly towards the Flamefall Pavilion.
Qi Mang approached, bowing in salute to Yuanba:
"Thank you, uncle, for your assistance."
Yuanba patted his shoulder, his tone softened a few degrees:
"You are a disciple under Panwu Sect, it’s only natural for me to protect you."
"But this matter also allows you to see clearly the structure of the Three Extremes Domain."
His gaze swept across the desolate star river, speaking solemnly:
"Ordinary Void Refining Cultivators, killing them is just killing them, no one would stand up for them."
"But top-tier Void Refining is different, to cultivate into the top-tier, all have cultivated Dharma Master Secret Skills, having notable backgrounds."
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