I am a full-level celestial master, you let me enter the strange talk of rules?

These words struck the heart of the Hidden Clan Ancestor like an invisible hammer blow.
The hidden clan patriarch's pupils suddenly contracted!

A thousand grotesque and terrifying creatures seemed to be stampeding through his mind, roaring wildly: Holy crap?! It worked?! It just happened?!

How is this possible?! From a half-saint to a saint, especially this kind of heaven-defying saintly path that is intertwined with the bizarre and the righteous, doesn't one need to go through the tribulations of inner demons, laws, and the physical body?
Doesn't it take a long time to consolidate? How could he stabilize his aura so quickly, and even start locking onto me directly?!
What's even more outrageous is that he didn't rely on the 'shortcuts' of other saints, but directly gained the approval of the Heavenly Dao?

He has lived for thousands of years and knows the history of tens of thousands of years. In the plane of Undying Mountain, there are probably very few people who can do this, no more than four.

And right in front of him was one.

The Hidden Clan Elder was now filled with deep regret! If he had known that this guy could actually break through, and that the breakthrough would be so bizarre and rapid, he should have immediately taken action to nip it in the bud, even at the risk of being devoured by the Heavenly Dao and having his cultivation level drop!

How could I, because of momentary arrogance, fear of the rules of Heaven, and a sliver of wishful thinking that "he will most likely fail," have watched this monster complete its transformation?!

Now, a newly born, perfectly formed, and bizarre saint!

Its danger and unpredictability far exceed that of an ordinary saint! Not only might I not be able to defeat him, but I might even be caught off guard and lose everything!

Tong Xu was so terrified that his soul almost left his body and his liver and gallbladder were shattered!
He felt the terrifying holy might emanating from Zhang Yangqing, a mixture of holiness and evil, order and chaos. Just a glance from him made his soul tremble and the laws within his body almost collapse!
This is the difference between humans and saints!
His previous defiance and stubbornness had long since vanished, leaving only boundless fear.

Tong Xu instinctively retreated, wishing he could escape the area immediately, and didn't even have the courage to look Zhang Yangqing in the eye.

He knew that he and the person in front of him were no longer on the same level!
The Hidden Clan Ancestor was, after all, an old monster who had lived for countless years. After the initial shock and regret, he quickly forced himself to calm down.

A ripple appeared around him, and his dry, hoarse voice rang out again. Although he tried his best to maintain his authority, a closer listen revealed that he had lost some of his composure and gained more of a fierce but inwardly weak tone.

"Hmph! Arrogant! You've only just broken through, your Saintly Spirit is just beginning to solidify, your foundation is not yet stable, and your application of the laws is still unfamiliar! Do you really think that just because you've stepped into the Saintly Realm, you can challenge someone like me who has accumulated countless years of experience?"

"The path of the bizarre is ultimately a heretical and unorthodox one, intolerable to Heaven and Earth! Today, I will act on behalf of Heaven and punish you, you wicked creature, along with your evil cultivation, and strip you of your original form!"

Before he finished speaking, the gaunt and hunched figure of the Hidden Clan Ancestor suddenly trembled!
The shadows enveloping him suddenly surged and expanded! He no longer held back in the slightest; his true saintly power erupted without restraint!

Boom!

The void beneath his feet collapsed, transforming into absolute darkness that devoured light!

Those two exceptionally thick, muscular thighs were instantly covered by layers upon layers of extremely complex dark gold law runes!

The runes flowed, as if carrying the weight of the earth and the suppressive power of the sky!
"Heaven and earth are flawed, the eternal prison is here, stomp!"

The Hidden Clan Ancestor let out a strange roar, and his right leg, which was wrapped in dark gold runes, slammed down like a giant pillar, carrying the terrifying power to suppress eternity and crush the universe, towards Zhang Yangqing in the pillar of light below!

With this one step, it was as if the gravity of the entire Undying Mountain Realm converged at one point, the space was crushed inch by inch, and the flow of time became slow and viscous!

Where he landed, a huge, dark golden phantom footprint appeared out of thin air, locking Zhang Yangqing's entire escape route and threatening to crush him and the earth into dust!
This was a true saint's killing move, far surpassing the power of his previous sparring with Tong Xu! Faced with such a world-destroying saint's killing move, Zhang Yangqing showed no concern whatsoever. Instead, he frowned slightly, seemingly complaining with a hint of disdain:

"Your fighting habits here are really strange. You have to shout out every move you make. Oh well, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. I'll have to think about how to shout something impressive later."

That's what they say, but Zhang Yangqing's hands were moving very quickly.

Facing the massive, dark gold foot that pressed down like a collapsing pillar of heaven, Zhang Yangqing neither dodged nor avoided it, but even took a step forward.

He casually clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his fingertips tracing mysterious paths, as if plucking the invisible strings of the universe.

Om-!
The left eye is clear, the right eye is dark.

The purple-gold light surrounding him instantly split into two distinct streams: one was holy and majestic, displaying a pure gold color, carrying the vibrant vitality of all things reviving and benefiting all living beings; the other was strange and profound, transforming into a pure purple color, surging with a terrifying rhythm of death, chaos, and twisted misfortune.

"Yin and Yang rotate, and the deceitful and the righteous share the same origin; the universe returns to nothingness, and all laws originate from the mind."

Zhang Yangqing's voice was not loud, but it was like a profound maxim, each word striking the laws of heaven and earth.

As he finished speaking, the differentiated golden and purple lights did not clash. Instead, they began to rotate and merge rapidly, like two yin-yang fish with their heads and tails connected!
Two is born, two is born three, and three is born all things!
Between the cycles of Yin and Yang, it seems as if a strange realm has been opened up, a realm where chaos was just beginning to unfold and all things were about to be born!

Within this realm, heaven and earth seemed to transform into a watercolor painting with varying shades of ink.

Auspicious clouds and strange energies are no longer simply in opposition, but rather like ink dripping into clear water, they permeate and blend with each other, forming a strange scene that is both contradictory and harmonious, full of Taoist charm.

The strange energies that gathered from all directions, representing various forms of death and misfortune, seemed to have found their sole ruler at this moment, resonating with earth-shaking force and surging wildly into the rotating Yin-Yang domain, transforming into a part of Zhang Yangqing's power!

Although he was an outsider, he attained sainthood here through unorthodox methods!
The Undying Mountain Realm has been filled with eerie energy since ancient times, accumulating over countless years, yet no one has ever been able to truly control this mixed, chaotic, and malicious energy and incorporate it into their own holy path!
Zhang Yangqing is the first!
This means that in the vast and violent realm of laws of the Undying Mountain Realm's "Strange Path," he is the sole monarch, with no one to share his authority, and the strange laws of heaven and earth have an unprecedented affinity and response to him!

This unique home advantage can even help him, to some extent, make up for the gap in experience and proficiency between himself and veteran masters!
Moreover, challenging opponents of higher levels is Zhang Yangqing's forte!
Now that he has just entered the Saint Realm, he is in the same major realm as the Hidden Clan Ancestor. Although the other party is an old saint who has been around for many years, Zhang Yangqing may not be without the power to fight in this small territory of the Deceptive Path, and may even be able to turn the tables!

"town!"

Zhang Yangqing formed a hand seal with one hand and gently pushed forward.

That swirling, intertwined domain, containing endless yin and yang, birth and death, and the twists and turns of good and evil, transformed into a seemingly slow but actually timeless chaotic light wheel, which met the dark golden giant foot descending from the sky!
Rumble, rumble—! ! !
A terrifying collision occurred that defies description!

There was no blinding explosion light, only a chaotic, seemingly annihilating gray energy tide, spreading wildly in all directions in a spherical shape from the point of impact!
Snap! Snap!

Space was like shattered glass, with countless dark and menacing cracks appearing. Violent void turbulence surged out from it, only to be crushed by the energy tides of the outer layers!
The ground seemed to be kneaded by an invisible giant hand, instantly sinking, bulging, and tearing apart!
Within a thousand miles, all mountains, regardless of size, simultaneously shook violently and collapsed!
The waters of the upstream river were whipped up into a thousand-meter-high wave, surging upwards into the sky!
(End of this chapter)