My Arms Can Turn into Blades

Chapter 662: Chapter 83: The Earlier Generation and the New Generation

A single mention of the ’Heirloom Seal of the Realm’ by the Witch Doctor caused everyone’s expressions to change once again.

Although not everyone had seen the Heirloom Seal of the Realm,

every Advanced Empowerer present had certainly heard of this symbol of divinely bestowed Imperial Authority and lawful orthodoxy.

In fact, as long as they were a compatriot, they had all heard of it.

This symbol of legitimate emperors had been lost since the Five Dynasties and Later Tang period, with eight bird-worm seal script characters on the front that said, ’Mandated by Heaven, may it live and prosper for eternity,’ although its creator’s life did not last eternally, ending with the second generation.

Nevertheless, the creator did found the first unified feudal dynasty in the nation’s history, and later during the Eastern and Western Han Dynasties, and subsequent heroes fought for it with ever-increasing fortunes, making even a mere stone extraordinary.

Let alone a symbol of a feudal dynasty’s emperor.

Various records all indicate that this item’s ranking among the holy relics of a feudal dynasty is extremely high... indeed, irreplaceable.

Everyone present was keenly aware of this point.

They had all heard that using this symbol, the emperor of a feudal dynasty could gather qi, grant or revoke authority abilities, and control imperial gods.

It was precisely this point.

That caused the expressions of everyone present to change once more.

Because this item had appeared in the hands of the horse-face man, which truly... was unexpected.

"Elder Zhu."

Zhang Yunzhong from Qiyun Mountain Taixu Palace looked at the horse-face man driven to the brink, slightly crazed, noticed his aura had suddenly changed, and just by standing there, he faintly suppressed Zhang’s own Authority Ability. With a slight change in expression, he asked, "Are you telling the truth?"

"Of course it’s true."

The Witch Doctor shook his head once more and said, "Guaranteed genuine."

Li Feng from Wudang Mountain Yu Zhen Palace immediately said, "Then quickly think of a way."

"Oh dear."

The ragged old Daoist looked at the horse-face man already wearing a yellow crown and immediately lamented, "You youngsters certainly find it easy to talk while standing, but how am I supposed to think of a way? During the Ming Dynasty, the Daoist Record Office and the Monk Record Office suppressed nearly all related Authority Abilities of the two major sects, ranking them below the National Sacrificial System, further strengthening the feudal dynasty’s constraints on Empowerers.

Now this person bears the Authority Ability of the National Sacrificial System ’Five Emperors,’ holds the imperial symbol Heirloom Seal of the Realm, and even claims to be a descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang, bearing threefold identities with thousands of years of enhanced imperial ideology. He is essentially enacting Heaven’s punishment.

You must understand, a holy relic does not fade away with time. Instead, it becomes more substantial and effective as time progresses.

It’s a good thing there’s no tiger tally... but even without a tiger tally, this old Daoist with Daoism Authority feels like a mouse before a cat when he sees the Heirloom Seal of the Realm."

"Elder Zhu!"

Li Feng raised his voice slightly, "Now is not the time for joking."

"Don’t rush, don’t rush."

The ragged old Daoist scratched his head in distress, hearing this, "I’m not joking, it really is troublesome... We can only wear him down, let the young girl Si Yujie hold him off, the Ancient System shouldn’t be affected, I’ll make preparations."

"Dare you!?"

On the other side.

The horse-face man held up the jade seal, and strands of yellow aura continuously gathered above his head, forming an illusory crown.

He suddenly turned, with an illusory crown made of yellow aura atop his head. The madness on his face had vanished at some point, replaced with a solemn expression. He commanded with imposing presence, "...Kneel before me!"

As soon as his words fell, behind him, a figure dressed in an Inner Robe, Great Fur Robe, Profound Robe, and Xun Shang, with a Great Crown on its head, that looked exactly like him, appeared like a Dharma Aspect illusion!

With the same solemn expression, imposing without anger.

It glared furiously at the three ragged old Daoists.

Zhang Yunzhong and Li Feng’s legs trembled, feeling the suppression emanated from the jade seal, struggling to resist the urge to prostrate themselves, and finally realized... the Witch Doctor wasn’t joking.

It really was... troublesome.

The jade seal was simply their nemesis.

And standing in front of the two, the Witch Doctor squinted his eyes, the sleaziness on his face vanished completely, also displaying a solemn demeanor.

Behind him, a figure with disheveled hair, clad in Golden Armor, stepping on the Five-Colored Spirit Turtle, pressing a sword and standing, topped by a round halo, appeared, directly confronting the horse-face man from afar.

"Rebellious minister! Unfilial offspring!"

But, this state of affairs did not last long.

The horse-face man quickly pointed at the Witch Doctor, with the yellow aura of the jade seal rippling, declaring, "Not belonging to Heaven, Earth, Four Directions, Mountains, Rivers, Five Rituals... belong to wanton rituals! Wanton rituals have no blessings!"

"..."

With these words,

The vague figure with disheveled hair and a sword at the ragged old Daoist’s back immediately flickered but then aimed its sword at the horse-face man, eyes like lightning, as though preparing to strike him.

Nonetheless, even in this state, one cannot deny the truth.

The horse-face man’s words were indeed effective.

If he disregarded costs, ignoring the subsequent backlash, he could even completely suppress an officially enshrined god. And yet the Golden Hall atop the Celestial Pillar Peak still stood, with the idol enshrined within continuously receiving worship.

The potency of the National Sacrificial System combined with the Heirloom Seal of the Realm was evident.

"It really is troublesome."

The ragged old Daoist suddenly averted his gaze, rapidly forming a hand seal, and said, "Si Yujie, young girl, buy me some time."

Upon hearing this, Si Yujie immediately stepped forward, but before she could act,

The horse-face man turned his head first, with the crown on his head, and spoke once more, "How dare you look directly at the Emperor!"

Buzzing——

Accompanied by a buzzing sound,

His once not very loud voice arrived instantaneously, and ultimately resonated like a bell.