Chapter 608: The Ancestral Tablet Appears!

Chapter 608: The Ancestral Tablet Appears!

Boom!

Muddy waves surged like raging dragons, slamming heavily against the towering giant pillar.

In the dark, oppressive sky, divine light flashed, extending for thousands of miles, forming a majestic landscape scroll, within which voices clamored like a celestial realm descending upon the mortal world, devoid of peace, only an aura of authority and killing intent quietly spreading.

Such a powerful display from the Boundless Dao Emperor Palace had perhaps not been seen in the Western Flood for many years.

And this time, two palaces appeared at once.

The two landscape scrolls faced each other from afar, enveloping the entire mountain range. Under this vast landscape, the Mountain Moving Sect, which had once stood tall and mighty, now seemed insignificant and fragile, as if it might collapse at any moment.

"The Boundless Dao Emperor Palace has come with anger. Quickly, withdraw..."

The nearby curious creatures quickly noticed something amiss.

Though they had limited knowledge, they knew that the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect emphasized the cultivation of all beings, guiding them to become like dragons, following the orthodox path of the Xuanmen. Yet, at this moment, the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect revealed a domineering side, clearly not here to pay a friendly visit to the Mountain Moving Sect.

"What are they doing?"

Under the light of a falling dragon pearl, Ye Jiushou's eyelids twitched slightly. Although he was the sharp sword of the Southern Flood, known for his loyalty, he was also a man of deep emotions. Otherwise, he wouldn't have given up the opportunity to kill the Southern Dragon King and chosen to save Qi Yansheng.

The actions of the Mountain Moving Sect Master were very much to his liking.

Now, seeing their allied sect being bullied, a strange fire ignited in Ye Jiushou's heart: "Even if they want to find someone or interrogate them, is it necessary to adopt such an attitude of wiping out the entire sect?"

"They're trying to establish their authority."

Zi Xian glanced at Prince Ziyang beside her, feeling a bit guilty. It was clear that due to his brother's assertiveness, the already sensitive Boundless Dao Emperor Sect felt their somewhat unstable position being challenged.

Especially here in the Western Flood, a place they originally looked down upon.

Now, by taking action, they wanted to show the entire Western Flood the might of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect.

In short, a nouveau riche had encountered the original local tycoon of Hongze, and naturally wanted to flaunt their wealth to boost their confidence.

Unfortunately, the Mountain Moving Sect became the target of their display.

"..."

Hearing this, the three Southern Flood Sect Leaders turned to Prince Ziyang.

If they hadn't come, it would have been fine, but now, being present, not only Ye Jiushou and Ji Jingxi, but even the most level-headed Qi Yansheng, would find it difficult to watch the Mountain Moving Sect being annihilated.

"Hmm."

Prince Ziyang understood Ye Jiushou's temperament well. In the past, the two had fiercely competed, testing and sparring with each other, wishing to beat each other to death, and it was through this rivalry that their friendship was formed.

"I assure you that the Mountain Moving Sect will be safe, but not now."

He gazed into the distant sky, where above the two landscape scrolls, two figures sat, each wearing a magnificent yellow robe.

The Eastern Dragon Palace, no matter how powerful, had to consider the circumstances.

For example, earlier, when the Western Dragon Palace requested assistance in dealing with the Demon Palace, since he had come, it was clear that the Eastern Dragon Palace would take the lead, with others following their orders.

But now, the situation was different. The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect had chosen not to get involved and instead sought revenge on their own, having no connection to the Eastern Dragon Palace. If he forcefully intervened, it would seem like an overstepping of boundaries.

Prince Ziyang understood these cultivators very well.

He looked at the three of them: "Find a way to send a message to the Mountain Moving Sect, telling them to prepare in advance and protect the creatures within their treasure land. No matter what happens, don't panic. Regardless of what the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect asks, just insist that you don't know."

Let the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect vent their anger and showcase their abilities. If they still insist on causing slaughter, then with the reputation of the Purple Bearded White Dragon Clan, intervening at this point would be a reasonable explanation.

"Okay."

Ji Jingxi quickly took out a jade slip. What she feared most now was that the delay would allow Shen Yi to learn about this matter.

"What do you mean...?" Qi Yansheng furrowed his brows, quickly turning his gaze back to the Mountain Moving Sect.

The Boundless Dao Emperor Sect was, after all, a prestigious immortal sect, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them the leaders of cultivators. Could they really act without any consideration?

"Hmph," Prince Ziyang narrowed his eyes, looking at the two figures in the landscape scroll, but he didn't respond, only letting out a cold laugh.

As if to validate his words, Shi Tu Fuhai and Stone Liang calmly looked down, showing no interest in even introducing themselves, let alone delivering a message.

The two seemed to have a telepathic connection as they raised their palms and pressed them downward simultaneously.

In an instant, the landscape scroll slowly rippled, as if an invisible pressure was pushing down on the mountain. The towering giant pillar shook slightly, stopping within a breath's time.

The grand formation shattered without any warning.

However, the two still showed no signs of stopping. They calmly watched as countless cracks appeared on the mountain, and as the stone skin peeled away, what was revealed was not the mountain itself but a corner of an iceberg from another world.

Face after face was filled with terror as they looked outside, too scared to move. Although their hearts were shattered, they still struggled to maintain another formation to prevent the outer disciples and the world from being affected.

"No wonder there are seventeen branch sects; they are truly too skilled."

Ye Jiuxiao closed his eyes, a smile appearing on his face, but it was twisted with ferocity.

It was clear that the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect had done this not just once before.

Including this time, they first destroyed the sect and then interrogated its members, acting with arrogance. But what was truly heart-pounding was the casualness on the faces of the two sect leaders, as if this was just another routine task.

It was said that after reaching Dao Fusion, one would become a small world, bearing the lives of all beings, and naturally, one's heart would become more compassionate.

But at this moment, in the eyes of the two sect leaders of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, all living beings were like straw dogs, and they truly carried the aura of the heavens.

"Stop!"

A figure with bloodshot eyes burst out from the mountain, Huang Wenfa, in a state of unprecedented madness, holding his long sword, his legs stomping wildly, rushing straight towards the sky!

However, he had only taken less than ten steps when he was stopped by an invisible pressure, as if entangled by vines, unable to move at all.

He could only twist his face, spitting and cursing at the sky: "You dog, if you have something to say, say it to me, Huang Ye! What kind of ability is it to vent your anger at a sacred place?"

This late-stage Earthly Realm cultivator, in the eyes of Shi Tu Fuhai and Stone Liang, seemed no different from the other living beings in the sacred place. Their curses were like the wind, so light and carefree that they couldn't even bother to lift their eyelids.

The towering pillar finally collapsed.

A brand new inner sect world slowly came into view.

Countless disciples and elders stared at the sky in a daze, their hands that maintained the formation beginning to tremble.

This was the world that had sheltered them since birth.

But now, the sky had fallen.

"Not enough?!" Ye Jiuxiao turned his head sharply, and a flowing light long sword fell into his hand.

"Enough."

Prince Ziyang exhaled lightly and stepped out from the cover of the dragon pearl, "Wait for me here."

"Don't worry, he's fine," Zi Xian softly reassured the Southern Flood Sect leaders.

In this place, Hongze, there were rarely any problems that his brother couldn't solve; it was just a matter of finding the right excuse.

Before she finished speaking, Zi Xian saw her brother slowly stopping.

She was a bit annoyed, "Can't you stop waiting? Are you trying to make me impatient?"

"..."

Prince Ziyang frowned and stared ahead, then turned back after a moment, "Who is that?"

Upon hearing this, everyone took a step forward and looked towards the direction of the Mountain Moving Sect.

Shi Tu Fuhai and Stone Liang's gazes also fell on the same place.

In the exposed inner sect of the Mountain Moving Sect, a tall ancestral hall was rapidly collapsing under invisible pressure, turning to dust, with broken beams revealing its true form.

In the ruins of the hall, a figure sat cross-legged.

His waist-length black hair was in disarray, and his black robe fluttered slightly, making him appear slightly hunched over and disheveled.

Especially his fair and handsome face, which now looked as if he was suffering from a serious illness, with bloodshot eyes filled with confusion.

There were still traces of vomit at the corners of his lips.

He slightly raised his eyes, first scanning his surroundings, and then looking towards the sky.

As he was watched by those bloodshot eyes, Shi Tu Fuhai raised his eyebrows, slowly taking out something similar to a sundial. A blood light shone upon it, casting a shadow.

The shadow spun wildly on the sundial and finally stopped, pointing towards the direction below, directly at the black-robed figure! "Heh! Heh!"

A sinister smile finally appeared on Shi Tu Fuhai's face. He leaned forward, his voice thick like a bronze bell, "I ask you..."

As soon as he spoke, his face changed slightly.

In the midst of the shattered ancestral hall, the young man in black stood up slowly, as if the invisible pressure didn't affect him.

He looked wooden, patting his robe, and when his long fingers fell, a golden-patterned dark saber appeared in his palm.

The blade of the saber slanted downwards.

The youth raised his head, his hoarse voice sounding as if he had just woken up from a deep sleep, with a hint of fatigue.

"Shh."

He raised his index finger to his lips, a faint arc appearing at the corners of his mouth, and whispered, "Save your questions for the next life."

As his words drifted away, a fleeting smile appeared on his face, and a chilling killing intent suddenly emerged!

"Tsk."

In that instant, Prince Ziyang had his answer.

Turning back to look at the expressions on their faces, his answer became even more certain.

"You guessed right, this is Shen Yi."

Zi Xian forcefully touched her forehead, glaring at him with annoyance, "You like to wait, don't you? Now it's all over!"

"..."

Prince Ziyang wasn't sure why a Mid-Heaven Realm cultivator could kill Yue Gonggui and make even the proud Ye Jiuxiao show such an expression.

He was even more unclear how the other party dared to speak so arrogantly to the two sect leaders of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect.

Obviously, Shi Tu Fuhai and Stone Liang didn't understand either.

The two men were momentarily stunned, but their expressions soon returned to indifference, indicating that they were genuinely enraged and not putting on a show for the creatures of West Hong like before.

The Ten Thousand Miles River Map simultaneously transformed into an immense curtain, sweeping towards Shen Yi.

Figures appeared within, as if sensing a heavenly call, all with palms pressed together, beginning an endless chant.

"Dao Emperor, subdue the demons!"

To ensure a successful strike, the two unleashed profound Dao techniques.

Facing the all-encompassing curtain, feeling his divine soul being torn, Shen Yi lowered his palms, his eyes filled with gray mist. The thick mist soon dissipated.

The Dao of Ten Thousand Tribulations is merciless.

Having endured countless hardships to become an unfeeling immortal, how could he be affected by such a nuisance?

The gray mist surged towards the storm, directly penetrating the river map and, at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, rapidly staining the entire map.

The chanting beings suddenly became dazed, their previously tightly clasped palms gradually losing strength and lowering, and the surroundings became quiet once more.

Pfft—

Shen Yi raised his sword, and the black gold radiance that spanned the heavens and earth rose with a dragon's roar, piercing the river map, and then he slashed out!

"Retreat!"

Shi Tu Fuhai sensed something amiss and hurriedly shouted a warning.

Shi Lianchang reacted swiftly, leaping up to temporarily distance himself from the river map.

The next moment, he watched as Shen Yi, holding his sword, stepped out from the gap, his face expressionless behind his messy hair, and approached Shi Lianchang with a clear purpose.

It was as if he were looking at a dying man.

"Hmph!"

Shi Lianchang wasn't sure of the young man's abilities and had no intention of engaging in a direct confrontation. He planned to return to the Dao Emperor Palace first.

He transformed into a stream of light, rushing towards the Dao Palace.

Just as he was about to land on the lotus seat, Shen Yi calmly watched, then tightened his grip on the sword hilt.

In an instant, the entire world seemed to freeze.

The stream of light that had entered the Dao Palace, as if struck by a divine mountain, ejected a figure that fell straight down.

With a loud crash, Shi Lianchang raised his head, seeing the young man standing tall and looking down at him with a calm gaze.

He finally showed a hint of panic: "Boundless Dao Emperor..."

As he began to form hand seals, the Dao Palace descended directly towards him, enveloping his entire body in golden light.

But his words abruptly stopped.

The gray mist in Shen Yi's eyes intensified, and his right arm thrust out, the black gold saber emitting a sharp dragon's roar.

Even the armored Huo Lin couldn't block the Azure Dragon Devouring the Sun, let alone a single Dao technique.

The golden light before the sword's edge was like a thin sheet of paper.

Before Shi Lianchang could finish his last word, he stared blankly as the sword pierced his chest, and the black gold radiance immediately began tearing at his five viscera.

But as a senior branch leader of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect, Shi Lianchang wouldn't be caught off guard during a battle.

Almost instantly, he propped himself up, tightly hugged Shen Yi's leg, and screamed: "Please, Ancestral..."

Boom!

Shen Yi casually slapped his palm on the man's face, and his entire head instantly exploded into a cloud of blood.

From start to finish, he didn't spare Shi Lianchang a second glance.

Even as a shadowy figure suddenly burst from the slowly falling body, rushing towards the river map, it still couldn't capture his interest.

"Shi Tu, protect me for a moment!"

The shadowy figure maintained its calm, quickly fleeing without hesitation.

As long as he could return to the Dao Emperor Palace, the battle had just begun. The Ancestral Stele hadn't been summoned yet, and he still had many tricks up his sleeve!

At that moment, two massive tiger shadows leaped out from the void.

One dark and one white, in perfect harmony with the Dao.

The Demon Emperor's Armament, Yin and Yang, life and death.

The robust and ferocious dark tiger, as if anticipating this, appeared right in Shi Lianchang's path of retreat, opening its blood-red maw, waiting for the shadowy figure to collide with it.

The dark tiger chewed forcefully a few times, then swallowed Shi Lianchang, along with his terrified and pitiful screams, into its stomach!

After doing this, the two tigers transformed into a Yin-Yang Dark Saber, slowly falling into Shen Yi's palm.

"..."

Shi Tu Fuhai stood in the Dao Emperor Palace, his fingers trembling as he formed hand seals.

It seemed that all of Shi Lianchang's thoughts were under the control of this young man, whose understanding of the Boundless Dao Emperor Sect had reached a terrifying, heart-palpitating level.

As his mind became chaotic, Shen Yi slowly tightened his grip on the jade saber, glancing at Shi Tu Fuhai in the Dao Palace. Amidst his messy hair, a smile suddenly curved his lips.

A clean and pure smile.

It caused Shi Tu Fuhai to stumble, backing away repeatedly, and he leaned against the huge stele that had just appeared, his breathing rapid.

The stele was blank, except for countless Dao Palace diagrams, from bottom to top, numbering in the tens of thousands!

(End of Chapter)

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