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

The day has come for the trial to begin.

On this day, the sick old man came in person and led Fang Qing and Yang Qi away from the Whale Plains, flying towards the true core of the Suspended Mountain, that towering peak that occupied the center of the entire star field.

The closer you get, the more you can feel the grandeur and oppressive presence of that giant peak.

The void was filled with profound darkness, except for that colossal peak, which, like a golden mountain whose size could not be described in words, floated there eternally, radiating boundless light.

"This is the main peak of the Suspended Mountain, Mount Sumeru."

The old man spoke with reverence and a hint of barely concealed excitement: "Sumeru is an ancient term used to describe the immense size of a sacred mountain! And 'mustard seed' describes something extremely small. Hence the saying 'a mustard seed can contain Mount Sumeru,' meaning that those with great supernatural powers can contain the extremely small within the extremely large. This place is that 'Sumeru.'"

As they drew closer, Fang Qing admired Mount Sumeru.

He stated that he had already seen Mount Sumeru, the realm of immortality.

And here, Mount Sumeru shines brighter than any star in this dark void, like an eternally burning sun, constantly radiating a cold and murderous golden light that seems capable of severing all life.

This golden color is like the purest Western Geng metal energy, carrying the sharp aura of war, slaughter, and change, much like the mythical White Tiger, a sacred beast that rules over killing.

A massive golden storm rose from the surface of Mount Sumeru, like boundless golden waves, sweeping across the surrounding sky. Its radiation range reached hundreds of millions of miles, penetrating into countless surrounding sub-planes and spatial folds.

Fang Qing glanced around and saw that in this void that should have been pitch black, pure and cold gold flowed everywhere, dyeing the entire star field with a somber tone.

"The legend of this Sumeru Peak is that it was created by the founder of the Suspended Mountain in ancient times, together with several ancient immortals, by collecting countless rare treasures from the universe and using supreme immortal techniques."

The old man gazed at the majestic golden mountain, a look of reminiscence flashing in his eyes. "When its full power is unleashed, it requires the combined efforts of the Holy Mother, the sleeping ancestors, and tens of thousands of demon saints to activate it. It is enough to kill a supreme expert in the Heavenly Realm. It is because of this peak guarding it that my Suspended Mountain has been able to stand in this star field for billions of years and become the supreme holy land in the hearts of countless demons and cultivators!"

However, even with all the power combined, the Suspended Mountain can no longer bring the main peak of Mount Sumeru back to its former glory of the ancient times.

Fang Qing continued to admire the view, then turned his gaze to the more bustling area surrounding the mountain peak.

In the vast void in front of Mount Sumeru, an unimaginably vast torrent of living beings had already gathered. Beings of various forms and different races were densely packed together, almost filling the field of vision.

He saw winged people with pure white or jet-black wings growing on their backs, the darlings of the sky in ancient legends; he saw ancient giants, tens of feet tall, with muscles bulging like mountains; and even more, he saw demons of various shapes and sizes.

Bear, lion, cow, horse, bird, centipede, scorpion, spider, butterfly...

Countless demons, organized into groups according to their clans, were distributed in an orderly manner throughout the void.

They either transform into human form or retain some of their original characteristics, emanating a powerful demonic aura that is either violent, cold, or agile.

The scene resembled a grand gathering of a super race spanning the entire universe.

Yang Qi's arrival was like a drop of cold water falling into a boiling pot of oil, instantly eliciting a chorus of sneers and mockery.

"Look, the young master is here!"

"What 'young master'? Bullshit!"

"Where did this bastard come from, daring to call himself 'Young Master' in my Suspended Mountain? What a pipe dream!"

"Our Lady has always stipulated that the chosen one must be a pure and virgin! Now, a son has suddenly appeared. What's going on? This is a blatant provocation against the rules passed down through generations of our Suspended Mountain!"

"Our Lion Clan Chief has long wanted to announce this matter to the Heavens! We'll see how the Holy Mother explains herself after she emerges from seclusion!"

A massive, lion-headed demon with a mane that burned like flames roared out in a booming voice.

"indeed!"

An explanation is required!

Several incredibly powerful auras descended from the sky like meteors, landing beside the lion clan chief.

The visitors were the chieftains of the Leopard Clan, the Rhinoceros Clan, and the Horse Clan.

Each of them was a high-level Great Saint, their demonic aura soaring to the heavens. When they joined forces, their combined power was enough to overturn the heavens and earth and shatter the ages.

The leopard clan chief, clad in magnificent spotted armor and wielding a scarlet spear with chilling claws, swept his gaze across the crowd as if ready to rip out someone's heart and liver to enjoy with a drink.

The chieftain of the rhinoceros tribe was a burly man covered in black fur. With a casual wave of his hand, pieces of the surrounding void collapsed.

The chieftain of the horse tribe had a long face and wore a steel helmet. His body exuded a surging aura and was menacing.

The four great demon clan leaders—lion, rhinoceros, horse, and leopard—gathered together, commanding countless demons and wielding immense power.

Their joint attack immediately made the atmosphere in the area extremely tense. Countless eyes were focused on Yang Qi, some gloating, some watching indifferently, and some with hidden worries.

Fang Qing watched from the side, secretly amazed. His cousin's identity was just too much of a target of hatred.

In contrast, standing on the edge of the crowd, concealing his presence, he was practically invisible, unnoticed by anyone. He was quite pleased with this, as it allowed him to "observe the situation quietly."

"Our Lady of the Netherworld has certainly made a big show of it this time."

Nearby, some mature and prudent demons whispered among themselves, "Bringing their son out and making him participate in the 'Strongest Trial' is already considered a violation of the ancient rules of Suspended Mountain. No wonder all the demon races are uncomfortable."

"It's not just uncomfortable, it's downright infuriating! Moreover, Yang Qi offended Xiang Li as soon as he arrived... Xiang Li is the son of Xiang Tian Ancestor, with deep-rooted supporters. The fact that these demon clan leaders are making trouble today may very well be the result of his collusion behind the scenes."

"Very likely! Look, Xiangli is here!"

Amid the murmurs, the crowd automatically parted to create a path.

Xiang Li strode over, surrounded by several demon clan followers whose auras were equally formidable. His gaze fell directly on Yang Qi, who was being locked onto by the auras of the four clan leaders, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared on his lips.

The situation is on the verge of exploding!
However, at this tense moment, without warning, a colossal "Heavenly Eye," seemingly capable of seeing through all the heavens and worlds and containing power beyond all mortal realms, appeared out of thin air in the heavens.

Those were eyes formed purely from vast immortal power and supreme laws. The majesty and oppressive aura emanating from them caused the countless demons and cultivators present, regardless of their cultivation level, to tremble in their hearts, involuntarily hold their breath, and lower their heads.

Even Yang Qi felt a tremor from his very soul, and he quickly suppressed his emotions, not daring to make the slightest move!
"Vast...Heaven and Earth...Hell..."

A melodious and majestic celestial sound seemed to descend from the infinite heights, seeping out from the Heavenly Eye, and echoing in the hearts of every living being.

Boom! Immediately afterwards, an unparalleled will that completely surpassed the Great Sage, and even the Heavenly Realm, pierced through the Heavenly Eye and slammed into the deepest part of spacetime.

In an instant, it was as if the universe was recreated and the world was reversed.

Deep within spacetime, countless solid crystal walls were forcibly blasted apart by this will. Then, these shattered spatial energies and laws, under the control of that supreme will, spun rapidly, ultimately forming a terrifying spatial vortex with a diameter of hundreds of millions of miles.

Deep within the vortex, it was pitch black, cold and deathly silent.

But the next moment, endless, viscous, liquid-like black demonic energy, like a volcano suppressed for millions of years, suddenly erupted from the deepest part of the vortex. Within the demonic energy, it seemed as if millions of ghosts and gods were howling and roaring at the same time. The sound directly affected the soul, making people's scalps tingle.

The demonic energy dissipated into the air, and even began to automatically condense into hideous demonic phantoms.

"The celestial realm is opening a passage to hell! What kind of hell is this? The demonic energy is terrifying!"

Someone screamed in alarm.

Inside the passage, poisonous gas wafted, and demonic energy churned like boiling water, even condensing into drops of viscous black liquid. An aura that was vast, profound, and ancient, seemingly containing the very essence of all evil and chaos in the world, emanated from the passage, sending chills down one's spine.

"This is……"

The ailing old man stared intently at the passage, his eyes narrowing sharply, his voice trembling slightly, "This is the legendary... Maha Hell! How could the Immortal Realm open this passage?! This is not a place where a Great Sage could enter to participate in trials!"

"Maha Hell?!"

A collective gasp of astonishment filled the air.

Many older people who knew the meaning of this name turned pale instantly.

In ancient languages, "Maha" means "great, great, boundless".

Maha Hell is one of the ancient hells that is vast, mysterious and unpredictable. Its terror far surpasses that of ordinary hell planes. In some legends, it is even regarded as one of the main battlefields of hell against the gods.

This hell is all-encompassing, containing almost all known variations and origins of hellish races.

At this moment, what permeated the passage was the vast and profound primordial demonic energy unique to the Maha Hell, seemingly capable of devouring everything.

This demonic energy carried a savage, ancient, and pure evil will, completely unlike any hellish aura encountered before. Deep within the passage, countless powerful and terrifying demonic shadows swayed in the darkness, seemingly temporarily bound to the other end of the passage by some force, unable to immediately rush out to devour their prey.

Faced with the abyss-like Maha Hell Passage, which exudes an aura of world destruction, even the high-ranking members of Suspended Mountain, such as Yan Wubing and Yuan Tiangang, showed deep fear and solemnity on their faces.

Even Xiangli, who had always appeared arrogant and conceited, changed his expression slightly at this moment, and the arrogance in his eyes was replaced by caution and even a hint of fear.

The chieftains of the Lion, Horse, Leopard, and Rhinoceros tribes, who had previously been threatening and aggressive towards Yang Qi, couldn't help but shudder in the face of the terrifying aura of the Maha Hell, their arrogance momentarily halted.

"It's the Maha Hell! How is this possible?!"

The lion chieftain growled in horror, his voice filled with barely concealed fear.

"Facing the Maha Hell... any advantage in bloodline will be rendered meaningless! Going in would not be a trial, but a death sentence!"

However, it seems that the Heavenly Eye of the Celestial Realm opened only to a very remote and insignificant area of ​​the Maha Hell.

Even so, the aura emanating from it is already terrifying. The true core of Maha Hell is unimaginably horrifying.

Just then, the sky changed again!
"Boom!"

With a thunderous roar seemingly emanating from the depths of the celestial realm, an enormous scroll unfurled from the void. Standing in the air, the scroll was covered with countless profound and unfathomable immortal runes, and faintly revealed the phantom images of mountains, rivers, the sun, moon, and stars, as if it contained a separate immortal world within it.

"All disciples participating in this 'Strongest Trial', listen to my command!"

A grand and resonant voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth. "Activate a wisp of your primordial spirit essence and imprint it upon this 'Immortal Realm Trial Ranking'! This act is to register and leave a mark. Once you enter the Maha Hell, the level and number of demons you slay will be sensed by this ranking, automatically converted into points, and displayed on the ranking in real time!"

"Remember these points rules: To accumulate one point, you need to kill 10,000 legendary demons. Killing a first-tier Great Sage earns one point, a second-tier Great Sage earns ten points, a third-tier Great Sage earns one hundred points, and so on! If you can kill a ninth-tier epic Great Sage demon, you will create a miracle, and your points will soar to unimaginable numbers."

As soon as the words were spoken, the trial participants, who had been waiting for a long time, some eager to try and others nervous, immediately took action.

In an instant, thousands upon thousands of streams of true energy, demonic energy, and spiritual light of different colors and attributes shot towards the huge celestial scroll in the void surrounding the main peak of Mount Sumeru, like a reverse-flowing galaxy waterfall!

Each ray of light represents a pure imprint of the primordial spirit.

Fang Qing followed suit, flicking out a wisp of true energy infused with the chaotic essence of the Five Elements, silently imprinting it onto the notice.

As all the trial participants' marks were registered, the golden, dazzling list of immortals suddenly trembled.

On the list, where there was nothing before, ripples began to spread like water. Then, countless names, shimmering with a faint light, appeared like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Each name is followed by an initial zero integral number, arranged in some mysterious order.

At the same time, the pitch-black passage connecting to the Maha Hell seemed to have stabilized. The churning demonic energy inside was no longer so violent, but the profound sense of danger remained undiminished.

At the entrance of the passage, a faint golden film had formed, a temporary barrier created by the power of the Celestial Eye. This barrier served two purposes: to prevent the excessive leakage of demonic energy from hell and to contaminate the Suspended Mountain, and to require those who entered the trial to return within a specified time.

"The time has come! The ultimate trial has officially begun! All trial participants, enter the Hell Passage! Life and death are left to fate; may you all act accordingly!"

"go!"

"Strive for a better future!"

"For the glory of the Celestial Child!"

boom!
The pent-up fervor, ambition, and anxiety erupted completely at this moment.

Countless figures transformed into streams of light of various colors, like moths drawn to a flame or shooting stars moving in reverse, rushing headlong toward the Maha Hell Passage that exuded an ominous aura!

Fang Qing and Yang Qi exchanged a glance, then moved in unison, immediately becoming the first to rush into the Maha Hell.

They both unleashed their Wings of Freedom, and the others didn't even catch a glimpse of their backs. (End of Chapter)