Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Fang Qing held the Chaos Saint Pill in his hand, feeling its vast power and the nine complete Saint Marks within, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

The essence of the nine Great Sages' lifelong cultivation and enlightenment, combined with the almost infinite primordial energy of the fragments of the Primordial Heart, was enough to make him far surpass Tongji in the starting point of the Great Sage realm, and even approach the level of a senior Great Sage.

"This place is nice, but it's not a place to stay for long. The commotion just now was too great."

With a clear mind, Fang Qing sensed the safest and most secretive path back to the Chaos Secret Realm by connecting with its origin.

His figure merged into the chaotic airflow, and in a few flashes, he had passed through layers of spatial illusions and returned to the normal time and space of the Bountiful Continent. The location was the core pure land deep within the Saint Peak of the Heavenly Academy, which was sealed by his layers of formations.

Within the Pure Land, the five elements of primordial energy transform into flowing spiritual springs, the yin and yang energies evolve into illusory images of the sun and moon, the laws of the void stabilize the space, and the wishes of all beings transform into floating golden light spots. It is a peaceful and sacred place, an absolutely safe retreat that he meticulously crafted.

"it's time."

Fang Qing sat cross-legged in the center of the Pure Land.

The Five Elements True Qi flowed ceaselessly within the 840 million void orbits, each orbit connecting to a miniature chaotic world.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the illusory images of the sun, moon, and stars became increasingly clear, and the veins of mountains and rivers faintly formed the prototype of an inner universe.

The dantian and dantian transformed into a chaotic inner world, slowly rotating and absorbing the vast energy from the depths of the void and the heart of the primordial world.

His current state can be described as perfect. He opened his mouth and swallowed the walnut-sized Chaos Light Saint Pill.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qing also activated the primordial power of the fragments of the Primordial Heart within his body.

With the simultaneous eruption and resonance of two supreme energies, both internal and external, Fang Qing headed towards the Great Sage realm.

And at that very moment, disaster struck.

Sizzle, splash.

What first surged out of those spacetime wormholes was not thunder and fire, but water.

A strange black liquid, viscous like ink and so black it seemed to absorb all light, exuded a chilling aura that could freeze one's soul and a corrosive, intoxicating smell.

This black water, like a malevolent torrent with a life of its own, spread wildly in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the spiritual springs in the pure land, formed from the five elements' primordial energy, were instantly polluted, turning into even more black water.

The golden light, condensed from the collective power of all beings' wishes, extinguished like sparks falling into an inkwell.

The once luminous Pure Land was visibly stained into a despairing blackness, and even the space itself hissed and collapsed under the soaking of the black water.

Jambudvipa was ravaged by water.

This is the legendary Jambudvipa Water.

Among the many cosmic catastrophes, it is a notorious and destructive calamity.

Legend has it that in ancient times, when an era came to an end and the world faced utter destruction, this calamity would gush forth from the lowest plane of the universe, first submerging the lowest-level worlds, then rising layer by layer, sweeping up countless celestial planes, and finally even soaking the heavens where the gods resided.

Only when the floodwaters recede and everything from the old era is completely annihilated will a new era begin anew on the ruins.

This kind of calamity water specifically corrodes and dissolves all energy, matter, and laws. Before it, the Great Sage's holy mark is like metal thrown into strong acid, which will be quickly melted and dissolved.

Throughout history, countless ancient saints who went into seclusion to break through to higher realms or tried to prolong their lives when their lifespans were about to end simply perished in the waters of Jambudvipa, leaving no trace of their bodies or saintly marks, and returning to nothingness.

Even more terrifying is that once the Jambudvipa water appears, it will automatically lock onto the domain of the person undergoing the tribulation, like a maggot clinging to a bone, submerging and corroding them from the inside.

For a Great Sage, the domain is like the brain to a mortal—it is the core of power, the carrier of laws, and the foundation of life, and cannot be abandoned.

Once the domain is completely submerged by the calamity waters, the Great Sage himself will also perish, soul and spirit.

What constitutes a catastrophe?

Encountering the flood of Jambudvipa is the most vivid and desperate interpretation!
At this moment, Fang Qing's Pure Land was being submerged by this terrifying calamity at an alarming speed. The pitch-black waves rolled and wailed like the cries of millions of wronged souls, surging towards Fang Qing's main body located in the center of the Pure Land.

Wherever the calamity waters passed, the void melted, the laws collapsed, and all life was stripped away.

"Well done! I can use this flood to temper my domain and test my foundation."

Faced with this calamity that could have driven any Great Sage to despair, Fang Qing's eyes showed no fear, but instead burned with fierce fighting spirit and eagerness to try.

"The Five Elements revolve, impervious to all laws!"

With a thought, Fang Qing activated the Great Five Elements Technique within his body to its limit. At the core of his domain, the Chaos Saint Pill and the fragment of the Primordial Heart simultaneously erupted with boundless brilliance.

Five divine lights of gold, cyan, blue, red, and yellow burst forth from the pores of his body, intertwining and merging to form a slowly rotating, five-colored chaotic light shield that contained the birth and death of the five elements and displayed the concept of the beginning of chaos, firmly protecting him at the center.

The pitch-black calamity water collided with the five-colored chaotic light shield, emitting a hissing, violently corrosive sound. Ripples spread across the surface of the light shield, its light flickering uncertainly, clearly indicating that it was under immense pressure.

However, the five elements rotate endlessly, constantly regenerating. Although the light shield was continuously eroded, it was constantly repaired and regenerated with the energy support of the fragments of the Primordial Heart and the Chaos Saint Pill, stubbornly resisting the impact of the first wave of calamity water.

Fang Qing immediately stood up, clenched his right fist, and five-colored light flowed to its peak on the tip of his fist, revealing a supreme fist intent that could evolve all things and destroy all laws.

Five Elements Divine Fist, creating heaven and earth!
With a single punch, the fist energy condensed into a phantom image of the Heaven-Opening Axe.

Wherever the axe light passed, the pitch-black calamity water was as if cleaved in two by an invisible giant blade, swirling to both sides and revealing a temporarily dry channel.

The creative power of the five elements contained in the axe light can even purify the calamity water into pure five-element primordial energy within a certain range, thus nourishing Fang Qing himself.

"Chaos Fist!"

Fang Qing didn't stop. The surface of each punch was hazy gray, as if returning to the primordial state before the creation of chaos and the separation of heaven and earth, carrying a supreme artistic conception of encompassing everything, refining everything, and returning to the origin.

The hazy, gray fist energy plunged into the calamity water, rapidly spreading and permeating. Wherever it reached, the highly corrosive, pitch-black calamity water was forcibly assimilated and restored to its most primordial chaotic energy.

Although the chaotic energy flow was still turbulent and violent, it had lost its corrosive properties that specifically targeted the soul and sacred marks, and could be slowly absorbed and refined by the chaotic inner world within Fang Qing's body. "Seeing heaven from within chaos, the Heavenly Fist."

Su Qing threw another punch, his fists slowly coming together in front of his chest. An indescribable aura of grandeur, light, and holiness, as if from the heavens of the gods, redeeming all things, surged from his body into the sky.

Heavenly Fist.

This fist technique belongs to both the realm of immortality and the realm of saintly kings.

Fang Qing said he could use cheat codes at any time.

Thus, a pure, warm, and not dazzling platinum holy light fist aura, like the first ray of dawn illuminating the eternal night, crashed into the deepest part of the Calamity Water.

Within this fist, countless angelic phantoms chanted, and divine light and shadows offered praise. Wherever it passed, the pitch-black calamity water seemed to encounter its natural enemy, emitting a shrill scream, violently boiling and evaporating.

As the Calamity Water was continuously repelled, the terrifying fragments of laws of corrosion, destruction, and termination contained within, as well as the extreme pressure that tempered all things, were also refining Fang Qing's physical body, domain, holy marks, and soul.

His body became increasingly translucent and clear under the scouring of the floodwaters, like a piece of precious jade.

In the process of resisting and refining the calamity water, the structure of his domain became more and more stable, and the laws became clearer and clearer.

Those nine sacred marks were perfectly integrated with his own sacred path, becoming as easy to use as his own limbs and incredibly resilient.

His soul, in this extreme struggle between destruction and rebirth, was constantly refined and sublimated, faintly touching upon a higher level of immortality.

At the same time, the massive energy provided by the Chaos Saint Pill and the fragments of the Primordial Heart within his body was like an inexhaustible source of power, supporting Fang Qing's almost endless squandering and bursts of energy.

His power was not depleted during the tribulation; instead, it grew stronger with each battle, increasing hundreds and thousands of times over.

When an ordinary Great Sage first enters this realm, his power may be equivalent to a great river, while that of a seasoned Great Sage may be like a lake or even an inland sea.

At this moment, Fang Qing's power has accumulated to a suffocating level, thanks to the combined effects of the Primordial Heart, the Nine Sacred Marks, the Chaos Secret Realm, the nourishment of the wishes of all living beings, and the multiple heaven-defying opportunities to overcome this unprecedented calamity.

Like a rapidly expanding, unfathomable ocean, it even seems to be evolving into the starry universe.

The raging floodwaters have been continuously rising.

When the last stream of pitch-black calamity water was completely purified and evaporated by Fang Qing with the Heavenly Divine Fist, leaving no trace of calamity water in the Pure Land, suddenly, thousands of rays of light and auspicious clouds appeared above the entire Saint Peak.

Countless golden lotuses bloomed out of thin air, celestial music naturally arose, and phantom images of dragons and phoenixes coiled and cried out.

This is Heaven and Earth's congratulations and recognition to a newly promoted Great Sage who successfully survived the Great Sage Tribulation in such an extraordinary way and whose foundation is unimaginably profound.

Fang Qing stood in the center of the Pure Land, his aura completely concealed, like a mortal returning to simplicity.

But the occasional glint in those eyes, as they opened and closed, seemed to pierce through the void and see through reincarnation, carrying an indifference and majesty that transcended all living beings.

He gently clenched his fist, feeling the incredible, surging power within him—a power that seemed capable of shattering stars with a single punch and destroying continents with a single thought—and a satisfied smile finally appeared on his lips.

The Great Sage realm is now completely stable.

Moreover, he achieved the status of Great Sage by having an unprecedentedly strong foundation, surviving the extraordinary calamity of Jambudvipa, and fusing the original essence of the nine complete holy marks and the fragments of the Primordial Heart.

At this moment, Fang Qing is still a Great Sage, but his true combat strength is probably far beyond that of an ordinary peak Great Sage, and he is even capable of competing with those old antiques who have touched the threshold of higher levels.

If we also consider his partial control over the Chaos Secret Realm and his other trump cards, his overall strength and potential have truly reached the pinnacle of this "small puddle" of the Abundant Continent, and are even beginning to overflow, enough to influence the surrounding planes.

"It's time to go out and see the world."

Fang Qing took a step forward, leaving the core sanctuary of seclusion.

Outside Saints Peak, the area was already packed with people.

Not only were there disciples, elders, and saints from the Heavenly Academy, but also representatives from various forces across the continent who had rushed to the scene upon hearing the news. These included prominent rogue cultivators and even some reclusive old monsters.

Everyone was shocked by the calamity and strange phenomena that had lasted for several days and by the auspicious signs of sainthood that were now showering flowers and sprang golden lotuses from the ground. They were eager to know how far this legendary saint had progressed.
When Fang Qing's figure appeared on the summit of Saint Peak, the entire world seemed to fall silent for a moment.

Immediately, a thunderous roar of cheers and adoration resounded through the sky!

"Congratulations to Saint Fang on achieving the status of a Great Sage! May your holy life be long and your might shake the universe!"

"The Holy King's faction! The Holy King's faction! The Holy King's faction!"

Huo Qingquan, Jun Tianchou, Zhao Wuhun, Hua Fengfeng, Yang Qi and other core members of the Holy King Sect were so excited that they were moved to tears.

They knew that from this moment on, the Holy King Sect would truly soar to new heights, becoming a behemoth that could not be ignored in the Bountiful Continent and even the surrounding star regions.

As veterans, their future is bright!
Fang Qing glanced at the excited crowd below and raised his hand to help them up, saying, "Please rise, everyone."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, carrying a calming power.

His gaze finally settled on the distant Prince Peak, where a gloomy and silent atmosphere still lingered.

According to the information brought back by Yang Qi and his own intuition, the once arrogant "Crown Prince" has been cultivating frantically, seeking breakthroughs, and may even have received a lot of resources from behind him, but he is still stuck at the level of the ninth transformation of the Legendary Realm and the Undying Transformation. He has been unable to take that most crucial step and become a Great Sage.

"Your Highness, the Undying Transformation... it's time to settle some old grudges and redefine the order of this continent."

A cold glint flashed in Fang Qing's eyes.

The Holy King faction will become utterly invincible on the Bountiful Continent because of his advancement.

Fang Qing, in his capacity as a Great Sage, will begin to stir up the winds and clouds of a wider world, exploring the endless mysteries of the Four Desolate Continents, the Taihuang Heaven, and even the realms of the gods.

The era of the Holy King has truly arrived! (End of Chapter)