Reborn Shang Zhou, angry at the sage Nuwa at the beginning

Chapter 2273

Just at this time,

Ye Chengyu's Flowing Light Sword finally pierced the core of the formation, unleashing the power of spacetime and temporarily freezing the rift.

Xuan Chen's purification light barrier also pressed down on the teleportation array, annihilating each other with the power of chaos.

Qingxuan then activated the Taiji Diagram to sever the power of the nine Chaos Pillars, preventing them from continuing to provide energy to the teleportation array.

"Ahhh!"

The Blood-Robed Cult Leader's screams came from the crystal. His essence was gradually annihilated under the dual blows of the power of spacetime and the power of purification.

The light from the teleportation array began to dim, and the gray rift slowly contracted.

But the Lord of Chaos seemed to sense the commotion outside. A deafening roar came from the depths of the seal, and a huge gray hand stretched out from the crack and slammed towards the three of them.

The power contained in this palm strike far exceeded that of the Blood Robe Cult Leader. The three men's expressions changed drastically, and they tried to dodge, but it was too late.

"May the three realms be united in heart, and may righteousness endure forever!"

At the critical moment, three streaks of light rushed in from the outside world, and Ye Qingyu, Di Xin, and the Buddha Tathagata descended upon the underground palace at the same time.

Ye Qingyu and Di Xin joined forces to unleash their power, the golden essence of the human emperor intertwined with the power of spacetime, blocking the gray palm.

The Buddha then activated his sixteen-foot-tall golden body, and a huge Buddhist seal landed on the teleportation array, completely closing the rift.

As the crack closed, the tremors in the underground palace ceased, and the chaotic aura gradually dissipated.

The Blood Robe Cult Leader's origins were completely annihilated, and the core stronghold of the Chaos Cult was destroyed.

Ye Chengyu, Xuan Chen, and Qing Xuan slumped to the ground, but smiles appeared on their faces. After months of investigation, they had finally thwarted the Chaos Cult's conspiracy and protected the peace of the Three Realms.

Di Xin walked up to the three of them, his eyes full of satisfaction: "The three of you joined forces to thwart the conspiracy of the Chaos Cult. You are truly role models for the younger generation of the Three Realms. However, although the seal on the Lord of Chaos is temporarily stable, its essence is still constantly challenging the seal. In the future, you will still be needed to protect the Three Realms."

Ye Qingyu nodded and said, "Although the Chaos Cult has been destroyed, there may still be remnants of its forces hiding in various parts of the Three Realms. From now on, the Chaos Slayer Team will officially become a special force in the Three Realms, responsible for eradicating the remnants of the cult and monitoring the movements of the Chaos Seal."

The three men rose, bowed, and said, "We obey your command!"

The bells of the Temple of Humanity once again resounded throughout the Three Realms. This time, the bells carried not only unwavering resolve to protect, but also the hope of passing on the torch.

Ye Chengyu, Xuan Chen, and Qing Xuan stood side by side in the underground palace, their gazes fixed firmly on the distance.

they know,

The path to protecting the Three Realms is long and arduous, but as long as the three of them are of one mind and uphold the righteous path, they will surely be able to resist all crises and ensure that peace prevails in the Three Realms forever.

At the deepest part of the Chaos Seal, a cold killing intent flashed in the eyes of the Lord of Chaos. A tiny wisp of Chaos Origin quietly seeped out of the seal and flew toward a corner of the Three Realms.

A new crisis is brewing, and the journey of the Chaos Slayer Squad has only just begun...

The chaotic aura within the underground palace gradually dissipated, and the faint light of the Bodhi prayer beads shimmered on the front of the three people's clothes, adding a touch of color to their pale cheeks.

The Buddha withdrew his sixteen-foot golden body, the Buddha seal in his palm slowly receding. His gaze swept over the corpses of the black-robed cultivators scattered on the ground, and he said in a deep voice:

"Although the origin of chaos has been severely damaged, the remnants of the cult are spread throughout the three realms. We must proceed with caution at every step in our efforts to eradicate them."

Di Xin nodded, and three golden tokens materialized from his fingertips, each engraved with the words "Slay Chaos," shimmering with brilliant light.

"With this token, one can mobilize the forces of cultivators from all continents of the Three Realms. In case of emergency, one can also activate the token to request assistance from the Holy Temple."

Ye Chengyu and the other two accepted the tokens. They felt warm and smooth to the touch. The power of the Human Emperor's origin contained within the tokens gradually calmed the disordered true energy within their bodies.

Qingxuan stroked the cloud patterns on the edge of the token, his brows furrowing slightly: "Although the chaotic erosion of the Misty Forest and Black Wind City has been brought under control, there are still many secret realms in the Southern Continent that have not been investigated, which may harbor remnants of evil cults."

Xuan Chen clasped his hands in prayer, tapped his gilded staff on the ground, and scattered fragments of Buddhist light:
“Buddhist disciples have already set up a purification array in Xiniu Hezhou, but if the source of chaos secretly grows, the array may not be able to detect it all.”

Ye Qingyu waved his hand, and a holographic light screen unfolded in front of the three of them, with red dots marking the anomalies in various parts of the Three Realms:
"These are remnants of chaotic energy detected by the Temple of Humanity, with the highest concentration in the frozen wasteland of Beiju Luzhou. The area is perpetually frozen, making it easy for chaotic energy to hide, and it is highly likely that the remnants of the heretical cult have rebuilt their stronghold there."

Ye Chengyu's gaze fell on the cluster of red dots on the north side of the light screen. The Flowing Light Sword hummed softly in its sheath, faintly resonating with the power of spacetime.
“Deep within the frozen wasteland lies an ancient glacier, and legend has it that beneath the glacier lies a remnant soul of the Lord of Chaos, which is sealed away. The cult must be trying to take this opportunity to break the seal.”

After a short rest, the three bid farewell to Emperor Xin and the Buddha, and embarked on their journey to Beiju Luzhou.

Before leaving,
Venerable Kasyapa of Mount Ling sent three bottles of Bodhi Dew, which Xuan Chen divided between the two of them:

"This dew can repair damage to the source and resist the erosion of chaos. The environment of the frozen wasteland is harsh, so please take good care of yourself."

Qingxuan put the Bodhi Dew into his storage bag, and with a gentle flick of his Tai Chi whisk, black and white energies swirled around him.

“Ancient records in the Kunlun Secret Realm state that beneath the glaciers of the frozen wasteland lies the ‘Mysterious Ice Chaos Vein,’ whose power can nourish the origin of chaos. If it were to be exploited by a cult, the consequences would be unimaginable.”

Heading north,
The landscape of the Three Realms gradually changed. The green mountains and clear waters of Dongsheng Shenzhou were replaced by withered grasslands, the Buddhist pagodas of Xiniu Hezhou faded into the distance, and the biting cold winds of Beiju Luzhou, carrying ice shards, stung the face like knives.

The three of them flew on their swords for seven days.
Finally, an endless, frozen wasteland appeared ahead. Glaciers undulated like the back of a giant beast. The world was a vast expanse of white, and a faint aura of chaos permeated the air, intertwining with the power of ice to form an eerie gray chill.

"Be careful, this cold air contains chaotic power. Inhaling too much will erode your meridians."

Xuan Chen activated the Bodhi prayer beads, and golden Buddhist light enveloped the three of them, keeping the cold air at bay.

Ye Chengyu drew the Flowing Light Sword, its blade shimmering with silver light. The power of spacetime transformed into an invisible barrier, cleaving through the dense icy fog ahead.
"There is unusual activity ten miles ahead, and the aura is several times stronger than in other places."

The three landed on the glacier, the ice beneath their feet creaking, and they could vaguely see the gray currents surging beneath the ice.

Qingxuan crouched down, lightly touching the ice with his fingertips. The black and white energies of the Tai Chi whisk seeped into it. After a moment, his expression turned solemn as he said:
"Beneath the ice is a huge cavity filled with chaotic runes, seemingly undergoing some kind of ritual."

Xuan Chen closed his eyes, but his Buddhist Heavenly Eye opened. Golden light pierced through the ice, and the scene that met his eyes made his pupils shrink sharply:
"Beneath the ice layer lies a massive underground palace, where hundreds of black-robed cultivators are meditating around a pillar of mysterious ice and chaos. At the top of the pillar is a chaotic crystal, of the same origin as the crystals in the Dark Canyon!"