Chapter 563
What does it mean to be indestructible through the ages?
What is the subtlety of the Eight-Nine Mystical Arts?
He struggled to suppress the small world engulfed in destruction, drawing countless tribulations and various phenomena into himself. He then shrank the Ruyi Jingu Bang (a magical staff) and pierced it into his dantian, ensuring that this power, which did not belong to him, would not swiftly annihilate his flesh and soul.
He was not an emperor; he bore a weight heavier than that of an emperor.
He was not a celestial being; he was the calamity of the decayed celestial beings!
Law of Heaven and Earth!
.....
Above the heavens, a battle raged for control of the Tianhuang Domain.
The commotion in Tiancheng seemed to have momentarily ceased.
Meanwhile, Dicheng and Rencheng had turned into a meat grinder, with the blood of the Blood God causing hundreds and thousands of martial artists to begin transforming into demons.
Martial artists who had inherited the legacy of the Tianzu (Heavenly Clan) were fortunate enough to escape the calamity, though it was uncertain whether this was truly a blessing or a curse.
“Wake up, you all!”
Old Li's furious roar sliced through the air as he swung his blade, transforming it into a fierce wind that enveloped a white ape demon ahead.
Whoosh—
The white ape demon, driven by its ferocity, charged forward despite knowing it was no match for him.
The result was a flash of blade light that cleaved it in half, blood splattering everywhere. In its final moments, it seemed to regain a sliver of clarity, looking at Old Li with eyes full of guilt:
“Master...”
“What on earth happened...”
Old Li was filled with grief and anger; this white ape was a martial master from his household, someone he had known for many years.
But when he had come to find it, he realized the white ape no longer recognized even its wife and child.
Old Li was now certain that in the city, aside from those who had accepted the Tianzu's legacy, everyone else...
Bang!
With a thunderous crash, the door of the Li residence shattered, revealing two leading demons: a pitch-black bear and a vibrant purple tiger, followed by dozens of other terrifying creatures.
“Unbeatable...”
Old Li was just about to sneak out the back door.
However, he had barely taken two steps.
Bang—
The back door of the Li residence was kicked open by... well, not a foot, but a hoof.
Old Li froze, his face turning pale, his heart screaming that it was all over.
Before him stood a bull-headed demon, towering at three meters high, seemingly female, wielding a spiked hammer. Its breath was a scorching white mist, and its muscles were forged like steel.
Terrifying!
It looked even fiercer than the ones at the front!
“It’s over... I haven’t even seen Li Mo get married or hold a grandchild yet; it’s all over...”
They were caught in a pincer attack.
Old Li was done for...
But as it turned out, that was not the case. The bull-headed demon took a single step, crossing dozens of meters, and with one swing of its hammer, smashed the bear into a mere pelt.
The two factions of demons clashed, and the bull-headed demon was merciless.
“Not even sparing its own kind, how could it spare me?”
“With this little bit of flesh, can I share it with so many demons...”
Old Li muttered to himself, suddenly realizing something was off.
The emblem hanging from the bull-headed demon’s chest looked familiar.
“Uncle Li, are you alright?”
The bull-headed demon, amidst the battle, turned back to speak.
Old Li: “?”
Old Li was stunned.
“I was sent by Little Li to find you; it’s too dangerous in the city now.”
“Is that so?”
Old Li let out a sigh of relief.
Before long, demons bearing the emblem of the knife-wielders began to slay the pure road demons, killing some and forcing others to flee.
“Please come with us out of the city; the closer you get to Tiancheng, the more dangerous it becomes. It’s safer to move together.”
“How did Tianren City suddenly become like this... I wonder if we can get through this ordeal.”
Old Li sighed again and asked:
“What about that brat? He’s not with you, did he leave the city early?”
“He’s not.”
“Then where is he?”
Old Li felt uneasy not seeing his son.
“You’ll see him when you turn around.”
“Turn around...”
Dong Ge Yu’s words made Old Li pause. Following her gaze, he turned around and stood frozen in place.
In Tiancheng.
There were two terrifying figures: one as dark as ink, which he had seen before.
The other was clad in pure gold, perhaps originally a pristine gold, now stained red with blood, standing tall amidst the chaos, the only unwavering light in the cataclysm.
He stood firm in the chaos, wielding a hammer and a sickle.
Like a crimson lightning bolt, he charged straight at the darkness.
“That’s my son...”
Old Li followed Dong Ge and the others, glancing back repeatedly as they left.
If anyone else told him this, he would find it hard to believe.
But as a father, seeing it with his own eyes, he could never be mistaken.
If someone were to save Tianren City, why did it have to be his own son?
A selfish thought arose in his heart, yet he could do nothing but pray that the giant would not fall.
Meanwhile.
Perhaps because Chu Ge was fully engaged in the battle with Ying Bing for the Tianhuang Domain, he had no time to spare for Emperor Jingtai.
The light and shadow of the Jiangshan Sheji Tu (Map of the Nation) were once again projected over the imperial capital.
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Chapter 641: The Deceiver, the Calamity-Bearer
High above the heavens, the ancient bronze tree vines rooted in the Taiyin (Moon) were rapidly withering. As a Dao artifact of destiny, this was merely a seed of the ancient bronze tree, ultimately unable to compete with the Jiangshan Sheji Tu.
Once the decline began, it was impossible to reverse.
The balance of destruction and rebirth in Tianren City tilted in an instant.
The crowd could not see what was happening high above; they only saw nine raging dragons soaring from the great sun, exuding an aura of majesty that brooked no defiance.
Had the court finally made its move?
Many faces lit up with joy.
But they did not know that the means manifested by the national fortune were the very source of disaster.
.....
Ying Bing stood alone before the Taiyin, her brow marked by the ebb and flow of the three souls of the Yuan Huang (Primordial Phoenix).
The Blood Phoenix Essence, the Xiah Huang Qi, and the Yu Huang Shen three souls all shone brightly, guiding the incomplete Tianhuang Domain toward wholeness. For others, this was a matter of life and death, but for her, it was not difficult to achieve.
Yet at this critical moment, she also had to contend with external enemies.
Ying Bing held the Moon’s Shadow in her hand, the tip of her sword rising to draw a perfect full moon, the blade flowing like time itself, blocking the nine dragon shadows.
Time flowed like water, yet the national fortune was ever-renewing, with tides rising and falling, death and rebirth converging.
The shadows of the nine dragons continued to descend.
Crack—
They pulled at the heavens.
“Heaven and earth unite, all things return to one, the immortals pity the world, the other shore descends...”
The voice seemed to emanate from countless beings, a roaring murmur that was beyond the comprehension of mortals.
As the sound grew louder and more chaotic, the starlight from the Jiangshan Sheji Tu burst forth!
The scene unfolding before her stirred a ripple in Ying Bing’s tranquil heart.
This ripple came from familiarity.
It felt as if she had witnessed it long ago.
“Do you wish to repeat this event?” Her tone was calm, but her heart sought the source of that familiar feeling.
Clearly, she had not experienced anything like this in her previous life.
“Ha ha...”
The voice of Empress Chu Ge was filled with delight, as if her suspicions had been confirmed: “It seems you remembered your existence long ago; no wonder... no wonder aside from your talent, you understand so much that doesn’t belong to your realm.”
“No wonder you went to the Southern Wilderness early to take the Yu Huang Shen and blocked Han Zhen.”
“Heaven and earth are unkind, treating all beings as straw dogs. The Great Dao is impartial. You claim to have truly died, but you’re deceiving yourself! You are the most hypocritical deceiver under heaven and earth! Because of you, I now have to tread carefully even in this human skin...”
Ying Bing maintained a cold demeanor, seemingly indifferent to Chu Ge’s provocation.
A deceiver?
What had she deceived the other party about?
Was this the reason why, even if the other party destroyed the Tianhuang Domain, they insisted on keeping her alive?
No...
Ying Bing recalled someone she had seen in the Yu Huang Shen and in her dreams, someone who had already vanished.
Ying Huang?
What did the words of the leader of the Nine Immortals mean when they said that those who learn from her live, and those who resemble her die?
Ying Bing’s thoughts became somewhat chaotic.
“Oh, by the way, your pawn is about to fail; you’re not still counting on him to assist you, are you?”
The voice of Empress Chu Ge echoed again.
“He...”
“Hmm?”
Chu Ge paused, realizing that Ying Bing had changed somewhat.
A few phoenix feathers appeared, gradually igniting, burning with the indomitable spirit of the true phoenix, her aura growing increasingly terrifying.
“He is not a pawn.”
A hand as white as jade extended, pointing to the part of the Tianhuang Domain occupied by the Jiangshan Sheji Tu, which was the great sun in the sky.
Now, the Tianhuang Domain was like a taut rope, both sides engaged in a tug-of-war.
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