Chapter 557: This is the Dao Emperor Palace of my sect.

Chapter 557: This is the Dao Emperor Palace of my sect.

"Heh—"

Compared to the Mountain Moving Sect Leader, a giant among Fusion Dao masters, Yan Chongzhang was clearly more shaken by what he had witnessed.

He stared intently at the horizon, his breathing becoming heavy.

Before stepping out of the sect, Yan Chongzhang was still planning his next move, trying to find a way to shift all the blame onto that unknown force and thus send away these old men from Northern Hong.

But at this moment, he stood frozen in place.

From Situ Junrui's earlier words, it was clear that they knew Yang Yunheng was the Great Elder of the Mountain Moving Sect.

For an immortal sect, the Great Elder was second only to the Sect Leader and the Dao Child in importance.

Unless they intended to slaughter the entire sect, why would they act so decisively, leaving no room for the Mountain Moving Sect to choose?

"Boundless Dao Emperor Sect..."

Yan Chongzhang was either furious beyond measure or felt a hint of fear, or perhaps both.

His trembling fingers slowly clenched.

Although he had long known of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's formidable reputation and strength, Yan Chongzhang had never expected...

These Northern Hong cultivators didn't even treat the Mountain Moving Sect as an immortal sect, let alone consider them as people.

This huge psychological gap left his mind blank.

"Close the sect and activate the formation."

The Mountain Moving Sect Leader finally withdrew his gaze, turned to his disciple, and his voice was surprisingly calm.

Obviously, he had noticed his disciple's panic.

However, this time, the Mountain Moving Sect Leader didn't blame Yan Chongzhang for his lack of courage. Even he himself was amazed by what he had witnessed.

Pan Boyang's arrogance and domineering nature, his constant thoughts of killing and plundering, were not due to the sect's poor teachings.

Rather, it was the style of Hongze's righteous path leader, passed down through generations.

"Are you planning to resist to the bitter end?"

Situ Junrui took in the expression of the old man in the hemp robe, casually tossed Yang Yunheng aside, and stood up with a hint of surprise.

He lifted his foot and stepped over the Great Elder, walking towards the entrance of the Dao Emperor Palace. He curiously scrutinized the Mountain Moving Sect Leader and then laughed again, "What are you thinking?"

This laughter sounded extremely pure, without any other meaning.

It was simply a look of disdain.

"I'll give you two choices."

Situ Junrui extended two fingers and waved them, "Either reveal the true culprit and obediently accept your punishment."

"Or—"

He stretched his voice with a smile, "Take your secrets to your grave, as I, the Sect Leader, will execute you."

"What's the difference?"

The Mountain Moving Sect Leader also laughed, but it was a bitter laugh.

In fact, he was quite afraid that the Cimu Sect Leader would really give him a way out. After all, no matter how much he valued Shen Xiao, compared to the entire sect behind him, he would still hesitate.

But with this bow of his head, his majestic image in front of his disciple had crumbled beyond repair.

The Mountain Moving Sect Leader still carried a bit of the atmosphere of the Jianghu, and he was quite concerned about his reputation.

Upon hearing this, Situ Junrui paused, a bit unsure, and said, "The difference in the method of execution?"

To be honest, he didn't really care about the life or death of the Patriarch's personally-taught disciple from the Ninth Branch Sect. He had come to uphold the reputation of the entire Boundless Dao Emperor Sect in Hongze.

Therefore, the show of force had to be grand.

Compared to killing an unknown, lowly disciple, it was obviously better to eliminate a local sect and gain a good reputation as an immortal sect.

Moreover, they could have a reasonable excuse to occupy a treasure land in Western Hong, leaving the Northern Dragon Palace speechless and preventing the immortals from thinking that the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect was stirring up trouble again.

Those old dragons of the Northern Dragon Palace were afraid of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's power and influence. They would gladly curry favor with the immortals every day.

Thinking of this, Situ Junrui retracted his finger, "Forget it, you should just shut up."

Before he finished speaking, the surroundings suddenly became calm, the waves stilled, and the clouds in the sky froze. In the blue sky and emerald sea, the towering pillar that supported the heavens suddenly appeared lonely, evoking a sense of desolation.

"Huff."

The Mountain Moving Sect Leader raised his palm and grabbed Yan Chongzhang's shoulder. Before his disciple could react, he forcefully pushed him back into the sect's formation.

Without a single word, he quietly signaled to Yan Chongzhang.

With his understanding of his master, Yan Chongzhang instantly grasped his master's intention... But because of this, a chill surged in his heart.

His master was reminding him to tell the Branch Sect Leader not to come again, that even if the main sect was gone, they must preserve the branch sect.

The perception of a Fusion Dao master was incredibly sharp.

With just a slight action, he could sense the gap between the two.

In other words, in his master's eyes, even with the addition of the Branch Sect Leader, within the Mountain Moving Sect, and with the assistance of the formation, there was still no chance of victory.

The Northern Hong cultivators had reached such a terrifying level!

The Mountain Moving Sect Leader withdrew his gaze. The hemp robe on his body had somehow transformed into a short-sleeved outfit. A wooden knife appeared in his hand, and on his arms, mountain-like patterns emerged, making him look extremely fierce.

As the saying goes, 'The fish rots from the head down.'

This habit of the Mountain Moving Sect was obviously connected to the Sect Leader.

The old man clenched the wooden knife and licked his dry lips. Without hesitation, he looked up at the horizon.

He raised the blade, aiming it at the majestic landscape scroll and pointing at the figure in the Dao Emperor Palace.

A mere mortal, holding a knife, questioned the heavens.

With the support of the Mountain Stabilizing Technique, although he stood in mid-air, he seemed unshakable, his aura powerful like a standing mountain range!

"..."

Situ Junrui found this amusing, as it was rare to see such an interesting cultivator in Northern Hong, making him stifle a laugh.

Recalling this, he slightly snapped his fingers.

The entire Landscape Scroll suddenly lit up, and among the countless living beings within, a few figures quietly transformed into flowing lights and escaped.

The next moment, several ethereal shadows suddenly appeared behind the old man, flickering.

They didn't make any grand display, but instead, one of them fiercely kicked out, striking the knee and back of the Mountain Moving Sect Master.

Amidst this seemingly ordinary scene, the unshakable "mountain" suddenly collapsed with ease.

The Mountain Moving Sect Master stumbled, and the perfected Mountain Stabilizing Technique was instantly broken. His body uncontrollably fell forward, and in the next moment, several ethereal shadows pressed down on his head, forcibly forcing him to kneel in the sky.

"Roar—"

This thin and frail old man erupted with a ferocious roar like a ferocious beast. The immense power of the Mountain Moving Treasure Land was concentrated on his body, and he forcefully tried to break free from the ethereal shadows, but they only wobbled slightly before being pushed back by an even more vast force.

This time, his head was pressed even lower, and he didn't even have the chance to glance at Situ Junrui again.

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect's Dao techniques had reached a level that even made this Western Hong cultivator unable to comprehend.

In the blink of an eye, a pair of exquisite treasure boots appeared in the Mountain Moving Sect Master's line of sight.

The ethereal shadows suddenly crushed his wrist bones, and the saber with a murderous aura slipped from his grasp.

The owner of the treasure boots slightly bent down and picked up the saber.

For a warrior, there was hardly anything more humiliating than having one's weapon taken away.

However, in the next moment, Situ Junrui casually twirled the saber, lightly pressing the blade against the back of the Mountain Moving Sect Master's neck, "Open the array. Don't waste my time."

...

Inside the Mountain Moving Treasure Land.

Yan Chongzhang slammed into the ground, his body trembling as he looked towards the outside of the sect.

In just a few breaths, the sight of the thin and frail figure stumbling and kneeling entered his field of vision.

Yan Chongzhang, as a disciple of the Mountain Moving Sect, suddenly felt his emotions spiraling out of control.

Under the guise of a great master of the Dao Fusion Realm, he knew better than anyone how much his master valued his reputation.

"..."

Yan Chongzhang closed his eyes, forcefully swallowing back his sobs.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils were filled with bloodshot veins. He abruptly turned and rushed into the inner sect, roaring, "All elders and disciples, leave the sect through the side paths! Don't look back! Scatter and run for your lives, as far as you can!"

"If we're lucky enough to survive, change your names and hide your identities. Once the situation calms down, we'll regroup and reorganize the sect!"

"Hurry!"

With the full support of his realm, his hoarse and tearing roars reverberated throughout the inner and outer gates of the Mountain Moving Sect.

The entire Mountain Moving Sect was thrown into chaos.

The disciples rushed out in a panic, and when they looked up, they saw the figure of the disciple rushing by in a frenzy.

These disciples had never seen their own disciple in such a state of panic, and they immediately understood the severity of the situation. Without asking any questions, they all displayed their abilities and scattered in different directions.

Yan Chongzhang forcefully stepped towards the foot of Nameless Mountain.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his palms towards the thin figure sitting cross-legged, "Wake up!"

Just as his palms were about to touch Shen Yi's shoulders, Yan Chongzhang suddenly felt his heart tremble, as if he was being stared down by a ferocious beast, and in the next moment, he felt like his entire being would be torn apart.

Fortunately, Shen Yi opened his eyes, and only then did An Yi calm down.

At this moment, Yan Chongzhang's thoughts were in disarray, and he had no time to ponder the source of the previous crisis. But when he saw the other party's pitch-black eyes, he couldn't help but freeze.

Those eyes contained an indescribable loneliness, as if they had witnessed the desolation of the world and the tumultuous changes of nature.

"Sorry, I interrupted your mountain-watching."

Yan Chongzhang struggled to suppress the trembling of his lips. He didn't want to blame the person in front of him, but no matter what, the fact that the Mountain Moving Sect had ended up in such a state was, in the end, related to his own greed.

"You should leave, there's no time... Take this mountain with you."

The disciple turned away, his sleeves drooping in dejection.

"..."

Shen Yi slightly closed his eyes, regulating his breathing.

Without the aid of a cultivation partner and relying solely on his comprehension, he had sat atop that mountain peak, gazing at the unchanging sky and the ever-present stele within the cloud curtain. After tens of thousands of years, he finally obtained the technique from the stele.

Subsequently, with Yue Tianji's assistance, he began to cultivate this technique.

This eldest son of the Yue family was indeed an exceptionally reliable teacher. The effort he put into learning the cultivator's Grand Dao in a demon's body was beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Perhaps there was no one else in Southern Hong and Western Hong who understood the cultivator's techniques as thoroughly as he did.

However, precisely because of this, the progress of the deduction was extremely rapid, not even leaving Shen Yi a moment to catch his breath.

"Huff."

Shen Yi exhaled, his lips twitching slightly as he suppressed the violent impulse within him.

He desperately needed an outlet.

Boom—

Just then, the entire Mountain Moving Treasure Land violently trembled several times!

Yan Chongzhang abruptly turned around, his teeth clenched. This was a sign that the array was under attack, and from the magnitude of the reaction, the Clan Defense Array couldn't hold out for long.

And it was precisely because of this turn that he didn't notice the violent impulse that Shen Yi had barely suppressed, quickly surging into his pitch-black eyes.

"Don't take the mountain either! Run!"

Yan Chongzhang roared again, but to his surprise, the figure in the ink-colored robe walked past him, heading towards the outside of the sect.

Only the calm yet inexplicably chilling voice remained in his ears.

"Open the gate."

...

Outside the Mountain Moving Sect.

Surrounded by the Landscape Scroll, the world remained frozen in place. The Azure Sea beneath their feet didn't dare to stir up even a ripple, resembling a piece of translucent jade.

The only one in motion was the man standing before the Mountain Movers Sect Master.

Situ Junrui yawned, gently patting the old man's face with the flat of his blade, complaining, "This is why I dislike leaving Northern Hong. I truly hate dealing with you barbarians."

"Knowing full well how things will turn out, yet you still waste my precious lifespan."

"..."

The Mountain Movers Sect Master had tried all his life's skills, but it only caused the ethereal shadows on his body to multiply, eventually forming a small mountain.

Similar to the Sect Master, the towering pillar was also enveloped by countless shadows.

The beings within the Landscape Scroll swarmed out, each as powerful as a dragon, carrying a terrifying might as they fiercely charged towards the mountain!

On the mountain's face, the golden light emanating from the palm imprint grew increasingly faint, until it was barely discernible.

"Look, am I wrong?"

Situ Junrui forced the old man's face down with the flat of his blade, allowing him to clearly see how easily the mountain was broken by his own hands.

"Heh—"

The Mountain Movers Sect Master's gaze fixed lifelessly on the palm imprint.

Just as Situ didn't understand the Western Hong cultivators, he also couldn't comprehend why these Northern Hong cultivators always had to make things so dirty and despicable.

Why couldn't they be straightforward when it came to life-and-death matters?

Being in the land of immortals, why couldn't they learn a bit of their elegance and bearing?

Just then, the old man's pupils constricted slightly.

He discovered that the Clan Defense Array had been opened... from the inside by someone!

"Yan Chongzhang!"

The Mountain Movers Sect Master finally roared.

Situ Junrui's face also showed a hint of interest.

After losing the protection of the Clan Defense Array, the shadows instantly tore a gash in the mountain, vaguely revealing the true appearance of the world within.

For cultivators, a Dao Fusion sacred land was like a precious delicacy.

At this moment, the Mountain Movers sacred land was exposed before everyone's eyes.

And standing before this delicacy were only two figures.

"Master..."

Yan Chongzhang panted heavily, and besides Shen Daoyou's request, the reason he personally opened the array was that he truly wanted to apologize to his master. His master had cultivated diligently throughout his life, yet he was ultimately destroyed by his own disciple.

Even if this apology required the price of his life.

"Yan Chongzhang, you're confused!"

The Mountain Movers Sect Master finally wanted to bow his head for the first time. His white-haired head emitted a heavy aura of approaching twilight.

However, Situ Junrui's attention wasn't on this master and disciple.

He had discovered something more interesting.

Even with the Mountain Movers Sect Master suppressed by him, there was still someone who dared to look him in the eye.

The slender figure was shrouded in an ink-colored robe, and Shen Yi's eyes showed no emotion.

But Situ Junrui clearly felt the restless killing intent, which enveloped him the moment Shen Yi lifted his gaze.

"This is interesting."

He smiled and shook his head, just as he was about to say something, but his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

Because Shen Yi took a step forward, stepping out of the Mountain Movers sacred land.

Just then, his robe sleeves fluttered slightly.

Such a subtle change was quite strange.

Before dealing with the Mountain Movers Sect Master, Situ Junrui had already used the Landscape Scroll to suppress the surrounding world, leaving it windless and calm, with all things motionless. So, how could his robe sleeves flutter?

As his mental state shifted slightly, everyone sensed the change.

The surrounding waves roared again, and the clouds in the sky surged. In the instant the young man stood suspended in the sky, everything returned to normal.

"Your cultivation realm seems a bit off."

Situ Junrui's smile faded, and his eyes filled with questions, but the other party didn't seem to have any intention of responding.

Under his gaze, Shen Yi slightly lowered his hand, and a black blade with golden engravings appeared in his palm.

He held the blade diagonally and took steps forward.

Amidst the howls of countless shadows, the young man's pace wasn't fast, but it was steady.

"..."

Under Situ Junrui's cold gaze, the shadows, one after another, arrived behind Shen Yi and fiercely kicked him in the back! At the same time, a Yin-Yang Black Jade Pendant on Shen Yi's waist, which wasn't particularly eye-catching, suddenly emitted black and white mists, and an invisible ripple quickly spread out, dissolving the shadows.

This ripple passed through the sky and swept over the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, everything around became quieter and cleaner.

The Mountain Movers Sect Master suddenly realized he could move, but his ears rang, as if he had just heard a domineering tiger's roar, leaving him slightly deaf.

Yan Chongzhang turned to look at the towering pillar and discovered that the countless shadows had disappeared without a trace.

The Dao Emperor Sect cultivators guarding the surroundings sensed something amiss and hurriedly looked towards the Sect Master.

They saw Situ Junrui still standing in his original spot, staring coldly at the approaching young man.

"Sect Master?" A Dao Emperor Sect cultivator asked subconsciously.

The scene before them clearly showed that the Sect Master's Dao technique had been broken.

"Shut up, just watch quietly," Situ Junrui said through gritted teeth. The current situation was the opposite of before; the heavens and earth could move, all things could move, yet only he couldn't.

This feeling of being targeted certainly wasn't due to some karmic retribution, making him an enemy of the heavens.

He focused on examining the young man before him and finally understood the source of his unease.

The moment the young man stepped out of the Mountain Movers Sect, he had transformed into the azure sky of this place, which was why Situ had lost control over his surroundings.

Shen Yi's thoughts drifted in a daze.

He had already walked in front of Situ Junrui, slowly raising the golden-etched black saber in his hand. He didn't intend to question the heavens but to kill.

Mystic golden light flowed along the blade, sweeping out like an ink brush.

Pfft—

A huge head flew off, adding a touch of blood to the mystic golden ink.

"..."

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect cultivator was stunned, floating in mid-air, while the master and disciple of the Mountain Movers Sect also looked up in astonishment.

They stared at the soaring head, their thoughts suddenly becoming chaotic.

Stay quiet... Stay quiet and watch as he gets beheaded?

However, at this moment, a sinister smile appeared on Situ Junrui's bloodstained lips.

He had been too careless earlier, leaving the Landscape Scroll, so this young man had used mysterious means and his powerful realm to confine him in place. He needed to find a way to escape, but these Western Hong cultivators couldn't recognize such profound Dao techniques.

His head suddenly flew towards the Dao Emperor Palace.

The next moment, Situ Junrui's expression changed again.

This was because a slender, pale hand had appeared on top of his head.

Shen Yi seemed to have expected this, and as he beheaded, he had already reached out his hand.

Holding the saber in one hand and the head in the other, Shen Yi looked indifferent as he stared into Situ Junrui's eyes, which were filled with uncertainty.

The Yin-Yang Black Jade Pendant on his wrist erupted with intense light once more, swallowing the head whole!

"Ah!!!"

Amidst the mystic white light, a shrill scream echoed, followed by the Landscape Scroll in the sky transforming into a long dragon. It coiled and rushed towards them, enveloping both of them.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced around and noticed that the azure sky and emerald sea had suddenly turned into a grand, enormous palace.

Suddenly, a sound like the tolling of a great bell filled his ears, as if a million people were praying devoutly, their wishes merging into a formidable force.

After previously encountering Pan Boyang, he knew the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect had such life-saving means. As the sect master, it was reasonable for him to possess even more profound methods.

However, when he felt the head in his hand suddenly wither, Shen Yi slightly furrowed his brows.

Apparently, the head and the body beneath him were just empty shells, and the divine soul within had already escaped.

The next moment, amidst the chanting voices.

On the meditation cushion in the grand hall, a blurry figure slowly re-condensed. His face was indistinguishable, but from his shrill voice, one could sense his inner resentment. He suddenly extended his finger and pointed, shouting, "You've entered my Dao Emperor Palace! You're finished!"

Situ Junrui didn't like wasting time cultivating immortal techniques that others pursued.

Only by perfecting the Dao technique and evolving it into true divine abilities could he assist in his entry into the Heaven Realm.

What is a moment like a thousand years?

This was his Dao technique, used to educate the living beings within the Landscape Scroll... and it was far more than a thousand years.

If he wished, he could even let this young man cross ten thousand years in admonishing voices, driving him to madness!

"Enter my palace!"

Situ Junrui abruptly stood up, covering Shen Yi's body with his palm.

At the same time, the surrounding chanting voices resonated like thunder, unceasing!

"Heh... Heh!"

Situ Junrui stared intently at the youthful face, soon capturing a trace of impatience. Finally, joy surged in his heart. Within his Dao Emperor Palace, it was as easy as turning his palm to kill his opponent!

However, before he could relish this joy for three breaths, he froze again.

From the moment that impatience appeared, there was no further change, as if whether it was ten thousand years or a hundred thousand years, he could only make the opponent's emotions fluctuate to this extent.

"..."

Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze still filled with desolation.

He took a step forward, heading towards the meditation cushion.

"You, you!"

Facing this incomprehensible scene, Situ Junrui subconsciously retreated a few steps, then stumbled and fell to the ground. How could someone ignore his Dao technique? Even if it was a Heaven Realm cultivator, once caught in the technique, they wouldn't be able to remain so calm.

"Don't come over here!"

Amidst the screams, Shen Yi approached this branch sect master for the second time.

He slightly bent down, reaching out to grasp the blurry shadow's neck, "Shut up."

"..."

Situ Junrui was suddenly lifted up, then his entire body slammed into the pillar inside the hall.

Shen Yi glanced at the meditation cushion beneath his feet, feeling uncomfortable. He casually waved his sleeves.

The cushion instantly transformed into a throne.

Shen Yi lifted his robe and sat down, propping his chin with one hand, and slightly raising his gaze, "I said, shut up."

In an instant, a crimson hue swiftly swept out from between the throne, overflowing the hall and dyeing the entire golden Landscape Scroll a vivid red.

Within the grand palace, nine hideous figures appeared.

A dragon raised its head, and a mountain lord took a step.

The raging roars sounded like thunderclaps, and amidst these terrifying beastly sounds, the continuous chanting suddenly quieted down, until it became completely silent.

"Ha Chi! Ha Chi!"

Situ Junrui seemed to see something that could shatter his mind and spirit, staring fixedly at the youth on the throne. Following that, a dragon viciously coiled around him on the pillar.

"My... my Dao Emperor Palace..."

Unbeknownst to them, the original gilded hall had transformed into a demonic aura, filled with malevolence, as if it were built from a pile of white bones.

Shen Yi casually swept his gaze, saying indifferently, "It's my Dao Emperor Palace."

Behind him, the remaining eight great demons slowly revealed their hideous appearances, causing Situ Junrui to nearly faint.

(End of Chapter)

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