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

When Fang Qing was promoted to Great Sage, it was time to get rid of some of the people who needed to be eliminated.

The Crown Prince and his cronies, the malignant tumor that once choked him like a fishbone, are now nothing more than a minor ailment in his eyes, easily removed.

He no longer waited, nor did he need any pomp and circumstance. With a single step, his figure disregarded spatial distance and appeared directly in the depths of the Heavenly Academy, in an isolated void shrouded by layers of formations.

This is the secret place where the Crown Prince has been in seclusion for a long time.

In the center of the void, on a magnificent altar crafted from star gold and void crystals, the prince sat cross-legged.

He seemed to have a premonition of something, and the moment Fang Qing appeared, he suddenly opened his eyes.

Seeing Fang Qing's calm yet seemingly profound figure, and feeling the immense, star-like, and deep, aura of a Great Sage emanating from him, the Crown Prince's last shred of hope was shattered, replaced by a frantic backlash from being driven to the brink of despair.

"Fang—Qing—!!!"

The crown prince roared like a wounded beast, "You forced me to this! You forced me to this! I am the chosen one! I am the one destined to rule everything! What right do you have?! What right do you have?!"

With a roar, the aura on the prince's body, which had been stuck at the peak of the ninth level of the legendary transformation and unable to break through, suddenly surged wildly like a powder keg that had been ignited.

A holy might, also belonging to the Great Sage realm, mixed with a certain rage and chaos, surged from his body.

He actually managed to break through that barrier at this critical moment of life and death, under extreme pressure, and also advanced to the Great Sage realm.

Although his aura was weak and unstable, far inferior to Fang Qing's solid foundation and natural composure, he was indeed at the level of a Great Sage.

"Hahahaha! Fang Qing! Did you see that?! I'm a Great Sage too!"

The prince laughed wildly, his long hair flying wildly, looking like a madman.

As he ascended, the void behind him suddenly twisted and tore apart, and a pair of enormous wings, whose brilliance and vastness were beyond description, slowly unfurled.

The wings are woven together from countless miniature stars, galaxies, and nebulae, with each "feather" being a phantom of a burning star or a cold stellar core.

With a gentle flap of its wings, the light of billions of stars flows and the Milky Way swirls and disappears.

Its wingspan pierced through the void, extending for thousands of miles, making this isolated void appear as if one were in an endless starry sky.

"Wings of the Stars!"

An elder with extensive knowledge exclaimed in shock, "The supreme qigong, which is said to have originated from many immortal planes, was lost in the ancient times. It is rumored that once mastered, one can travel directly from one planet to another without relying on space-jumping technology, simply by being pulled by the power of real stars."

"The Crown Prince has actually become a Great Sage!"

"Our Celestial Academy has two such geniuses!"

Amidst the shock of some elders, the Crown Prince stood before the Wings of the Stars, feeling the immense power within his body and the divine wings behind him that seemed capable of tearing apart galaxies. His previous fear and apprehension towards Fang Qing were instantly replaced by an extremely inflated confidence and contempt.

"Fang Qing! You think you're the only chosen one? That you're the only one who can become a Great Sage? What a joke!"

The prince's eyes were filled with disdain, and his voice was full of mockery. "I bear the bloodline of an ancient star god, favored by the heavens, destined to rule the stars and reign supreme over all realms. You are nothing but a native who got lucky and obtained some opportunities by chance. Do you even deserve to compete with me? Today, I will show you what true destiny is and what true power is!"

He seemed to already see himself stepping on Fang Qing, regaining his position in the heavens, and even conquering more planes with the Wings of the Stars.

However, despite the Crown Prince's aggressive provocation and display of all his trump cards, Fang Qing's expression remained frighteningly calm.

He even nodded slightly, speaking in a tone as if he were appraising a decent piece of material or a treasure, and said casually:

"Hmm, not bad. You've advanced to the Great Saint level, and your Starry Sky Wings have also reached a certain level of proficiency. This is more interesting. Otherwise, if you were still an Undying Transformation Half-Saint, killing would be too boring and a waste of your 'Heavenly Favor'. This is just right. Your Saint Mark, your bloodline origin, and even the star power of these wings can all serve as good nourishment to help me perfect my inner universe."

"You...what did you say?!"

The prince's maniacal laughter froze instantly, then transformed into overwhelming rage and disbelief.

He had thought that Fang Qing would be shocked, wary, or at least take it seriously, but he never expected that the other party would be so nonchalant, even regarding him as "nourishment".

This is the greatest insult to him.

"You're courting death! Starfall World Destroyer Claw!"

The Crown Prince went completely berserk and could no longer restrain himself. He made the first move, his Starry Wings flapping violently behind him, pouring endless star power into his right arm. His five fingers curled into claws, and he ripped fiercely at the void where Fang Qing was.

"Tsk-!"

The void is like a fragile paper window, easily torn apart.

Hundreds of spatial rifts, each with different colors and attributes but all containing destructive stellar energy, appeared out of nowhere and surged toward Fang Qing from all directions.

A long river of starlight, as bright as starlight and as heavy as mercury, crashed down with a thunderous roar, instantly cracking the earth into bottomless ravines under its pressure.

There is a long river of starfire that burns everything, so hot that even space itself is distorted and melted.

There is an extremely cold glacier that freezes souls; wherever it passes, everything turns into ice sculptures.

There are galaxies of swords and stars that can tear everything apart, and long rivers of thunder that can destroy everything in their path...

Hundreds of terrifying attacks, each capable of destroying a small world, overwhelmed Fang Qing in an instant with an overwhelming, apocalyptic force.

This attack was unrestrained, condensing all the power of the newly promoted Great Saint Prince and the enhancement of the Wings of the Starry Sky. Its power was enough to make any early-stage Great Saint pale in fear, or even seriously injure them.

However, Fang Qing didn't even lift his eyelids in the face of the earth-shattering impact of the thousands of rivers.

He simply stood there quietly, and a pure land naturally appeared around him, radiating a warm, bright, sacred, and eternal aura.

Within this phantom of a pure land, the outlines of mountains and rivers, the phantoms of the sun, moon, stars, plants, and living beings can be vaguely seen, and countless tiny angels and holy spirits are praying and praising devoutly.

A supreme law, inviolable by all laws, repelling all evil, and forming its own unique system, permeated the area.

The Pure Land of the Gods.

Fang Qing combined the divine will of the "Dominator's Body", the purifying essence of the Heavenly Fist, his own Great Sage Domain, and the wishes of all beings to evolve a supreme defensive and empowering domain.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Hundreds of rivers of destruction, like raging tsunamis, crashed fiercely against the seemingly thin light shield of the Pure Land of the Gods.

However, the anticipated massive explosion and shattering of the light shield did not occur.

The torrent of energy, powerful enough to destroy the world, was quickly purified and melted upon contact with the Pure Land's protective shield, just as ice and snow met the scorching sun.

The gravity of the stars was neutralized and dispersed by the Five Elements, the flames of the stars were purified and extinguished by the holy light of heaven, and the extreme cold of the ice river was assimilated and absorbed by chaos. Not a single attack could truly penetrate the Pure Land and touch the hem of Fang Qing's clothes.

"This...this is impossible!"

The prince's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, his face filled with horror and incomprehension. His all-out attack hadn't even broken through the opponent's defenses.

"The attack is over?"

Fang Qing finally raised her eyes and looked at the pale-faced Crown Prince, her tone still calm, "Then... it's my turn."

He slowly raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and gently pressed it towards the Crown Prince from a distance.

The entire void seemed to freeze instantly with his press.

An indescribable, vast, and immense will and power, seemingly bearing the fate of all living beings and transcending all laws, transformed into a gigantic hand that appeared out of thin air above the prince's head. Then, it slowly and steadily pressed down on him.

Hand of God
It represents the highest order, judgment, and end.

The prince was terrified and frantically activated his Starry Sky Wings, trying to escape into the void and flee from this fatal blow.

However, to his horror, he discovered that the surrounding space had already been completely imprisoned by a higher law, as solid as divine metal, and his Starry Sky Wings could not tear it open even slightly.

"No—! Star God protects me! All stars pay homage!"

The prince roared hysterically, burning his primordial essence and blood. The Starry Sky Wings behind him burst forth with unprecedented brilliance, and countless star phantoms surged toward his body like moths to a flame, attempting to condense into an indestructible layer of star armor!

However, everything is in vain.

That divine hand, ignoring all defenses and struggles, gently pressed down on the prince.

"puff!"

Like crushing a ripe watermelon.

The prince's Starry Armor, along with his Great Sage body, was instantly reduced to the finest energy dust the moment it touched his palm, without even a proper scream.

Fang Qing clenched his fist slightly, gathering all the energy dust, the remaining holy marks, bloodline origins, and star power from the Wings of the Starry Sky into his palm, and then slowly withdrew it.

The place was empty.

The once powerful and ambitious crown prince was completely erased from the world, his soul and spirit annihilated without leaving a trace.

Fang Qing withdrew his hand, and a ball of pure energy, shimmering with starlight and the aura of the Holy Path, appeared in his palm.

Without even glancing at it, he casually absorbed it into his body, leaving it to be slowly digested and absorbed by the chaotic inner world.

He was still wearing that pristine robe of the gods, which fluttered in the void.

His body, though not particularly imposing, gave off a sense of towering stature, bearing the weight of the eternal blue sky and the well-being of all living beings.

His aura was as solid as the earth and as vast as the ocean, yet it possessed no trace of domineering or violentness, only a gentle and inclusive nature.

He was great, but not violent; kind, but not harsh.

He is a saint, a king, and wherever he goes, there is a pure land.

Compared to Fang Qingyi at this moment, the arrogant and domineering crown prince of the past seemed like a clown jumping around, oblivious to his own limitations, appearing so laughable and insignificant.

The entire void was deathly silent.

Everyone who witnessed this scene through various means, including the elders and disciples of the Heavenly Academy, was so shocked that they were speechless!
one move.

It was just a simple, casual press.

A prince who had just been promoted to Great Sage, possessed the lost martial art of Starry Sky Wings, and was blessed with the bloodline of the Star God and the favor of Heaven, was crushed to death like an ant.

What a terrifying gap in strength!

What a devastating crushing defeat this is!
"Fang Qing, the Great Sage... is invincible!"

Someone, I don't know who, murmured out first.

"Invincible!"

"Holy King!"

"This is truly a bountiful fortune!"

After a brief silence, a deafening roar of cheers and adoration erupted from all parts of the Celestial Academy and spread throughout the continent via telegrams.

However, Fang Qing did not leave immediately in the void.

He shifted his gaze slightly, looking towards the direction of Prince Peak.

There, Yun Hailan was already paralyzed with fear, her face ashen, trembling uncontrollably.

The other core members of the princeling faction were also in mourning, kneeling on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

“Cousin, I’m entrusting Yun Hailan to you. As for the others, the ringleaders should be executed.”

Fang Qing looked at Yang Qi.

Yang Qi's expression instantly turned ferocious. (End of Chapter)