The Primordial Law

Chapter 422 Forbidden Fall
The residence of the Junior Minister of the Imperial Household Department.

Yang Shenjing twisted off the head of the Holy Spirit Master "Liang Chu", took the spiritual realm from his brow, and casually threw the broken head on the ground.

He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky, watching the awe-inspiring and extraordinary battle, his eyes filled with longing.

This is the power of transcendence, surpassing all of nature, looking down upon all living beings, every gesture and movement radiating devastating energy.

Every moment, tens of thousands of martial artists in the city die from the aftershocks of the extraordinary battle, like weeds.

"Lingxiao Palace is gone today!" Yang Shenjing sighed, his mood neither good nor bad.

Yao Qian stood behind him: "I thought that with the Grand Historian's secret arrangements to eliminate internal troubles with lightning speed and launch an attack ahead of time, it would be a close contest. But I didn't expect that the powerful figures from abroad are all regional overlords. It's a one-sided battle."

"No matter which side wins, we can calmly choose sides. This is the true way to win!" Yang Shenjing said.

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The 800-foot-high Lintai Terrace was stained red with blood, and the steps were covered with corpses.

Only the mountaintop remains unconquered.

Princess Yunchang, Xingyue Nu, Taishi Yu, and many other cultivators from the city rushed into the emptied Lintai, undaunted by the terrifying aura of transcendence.

They went to the black stone buildings that had not been destroyed, repaired the foundations of the array platforms, and activated the array.

Only when the foundations of these array platforms are restarted can the city-protecting array, the Immortal Origin Array, the Nine Heavens Cloud Array, and the thirty-six earth veins unleash their true power.

Even if the current situation seems to offer no hope of victory.

At the summit of Lintai Mountain, the Third Palace Master was engulfed in spiritual flames. Looking at the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince, who was now within arm's reach, he finally couldn't help but gaze towards the Phoenix Pavilion in the distance.

Her expression was just like any little girl being bullied by a group of people; she looked so wronged that she wanted to cry.

However, her gaze was much firmer; she couldn't possibly cry like she did when she was a child. Her telepathic voice reached Phoenix Pavilion: "Senior Sister...can you really not sense the outside world? I can't stop it anymore! How long will you remain asleep?"

The melodious sound of wind chimes echoed throughout the Cloud Heaven Immortal Plain.

The sound waves reached Lintai.

The sound of wind chimes was accompanied by subtle ripples in the air.

"This is... the Hundred Prisons Wind Chime..."

The Third Palace Master's phoenix eyes immediately turned towards the direction from which the wind chimes came, filled with disbelief, ten or even a hundred times more shocked than when the Eldest Senior Sister walked out of the Phoenix Pavilion at this moment.

The Hundred Prisons Wind Chime is made from one hundred extraordinary immortal bones. Each bone contains spatial power, and its interior is like a prison. It is the master's supreme magical artifact.

But he disappeared along with his master a thousand years ago.

A familiar figure in red appeared in the Third Palace Master's sight, hovering outside the array light barrier in the direction of the East City Gate, with black hair flying and holding a sword proudly.

Her heart was in turmoil, and an overwhelming sorrow welled up in her eyes.

A corner of the array's light barrier opened, and a figure in red flew straight in, exuding a sharp aura and the majesty of an emperor.

Those who were attacking Lintai stopped and looked over in surprise and disbelief.

For a moment, everyone felt caught off guard.

Almost all of them are over a thousand years old and have lived through the era when Zen Sea Observation Mist was stationed in Lingxiao Realm.

In the city, someone shouted, "It's...it's the Mist Emperor who's back..."

The red figure, suspended in mid-air, with ripples spreading beneath its feet, made eye contact with the Demon Prince of Lintai, Lord Lan, and others before transforming into a streak of light and flying towards the golden coffin of the one who had been cut down in the clouds.

The golden coffin fled like a shooting star, but it couldn't escape and was instantly caught up by Zen Sea Mist.

The golden coffin released overwhelming magical energy, its golden light shining brightly. The beasts cast on the surface of the coffin came to life, transforming into golden dragons, golden phoenixes, unicorns, luan birds, kunpeng, kui niu, gui che, chongming, and so on, as if an era of ancient immortal beasts had descended.

Zen Sea Observer used the unsheathed Void Sword to cleave like a stick, shattering all the ancient immortal beasts' light and shadow into pieces, which then crashed onto the coffin.

"Oh!"

Like a heavenly bell being struck, the coffin resounded with a clanging sound.

Ripples of energy spread through the void.

From inside the coffin, a terrible scream rang out, a victim of the shockwave.

The victim opened the coffin lid; he had no head, was dressed in Buddhist robes, and his flesh and blood were mangled and bloody. He tried to escape from the coffin.

"If you like staying in a coffin, then stay in it forever."

Zen Sea Observer opened the coffin lid a crack and then pressed it back down.

With a downward slap, he struck the coffin lid, slamming the palace-sized golden coffin from mid-air to the ground, crashing it into the domain that had been destroyed by the transcendent blood and flames.

"Boom!"

A large pit has sunk into the Shilifang area.

The gold-cast coffin was dented and deformed.

There was no screaming, not even a sound, from inside the coffin; the soul had been shattered. The taboo of Coffin Mountain: one palm strike to kill.

In the distance, An Xianjing, who witnessed all of this, had the red rosary string in her hand break and fall to the ground.

Zen Sea Observation: With one hand, he lifted the golden coffin, lifted it off the ground, and threw it toward Six Thoughts Zen Temple.

"Oh!"

The golden coffin, unstoppable and like an arrow, smashed through the defensive array of the Six Thoughts Zen Temple. A demonic mountain collapsed, burying all twelve hundred monks.

Master Liu Nian flew out from under the soil, terrified out of his wits. After glancing at Chan Hai Guan Wu, he fled towards Lin Tai at top speed.

Only by going to Lintai can we find a way to survive.

But the more he fled, the more uncertain he felt, as if the Zen Sea of ​​Fog was standing right behind him—he was being locked onto by the other party's will!
"Wow!"

The Void Sword flew from the hand of Zen Master Guanwu, traversing dozens of miles, piercing through Zen Master Liunian, and pinning him to the stone steps at the foot of Lintai Mountain. The sword remained unsheathed.

"Master... Father..."

The Third Palace Master atop Lintai Mountain finally dared to admit it. His resolute gaze became moist, a mixture of longing from a thousand years ago and the emotional outburst of enduring immense pressure alone recently.

At this moment, she wanted to cry, but she was afraid of being scolded by her master.

Amidst the sound of wind chimes, Chan Hai Guan Wu arrived at the foot of Lintai Mountain and drew the Kongming Sword. On the steps, on the back of Zen Master Liu Nian, there was a gaping hole, his entire body almost torn apart, and he was lifeless.

The martial arts practitioners and mind masters who were activating formations in the nearby black stone buildings looked at each other and knelt down in unison.

"Greetings...Greetings to the Emperor of Mist!"

Taishi Yu knelt and kowtowed, his forehead touching the ground.

Xingyue Nu also knelt down, feeling even more shocked than everyone else present, recalling the previous contact between Wu Tianzi and Shenyinren.

Of course, no one was as shocked as Taishi Bai, who was far away in the southern city, atop a ley line tower.

Because at this moment, he was the only person in the city besides Sima Qian who knew about yesterday's wedding banquet.

"Welcome back to the Mist Emperor!"

Princess Yunchang knelt on one knee, her aged voice echoing throughout the city.

"Welcome back to the Mist Emperor!"

The crowd in Lintai shouted in unison, raising their voices to the limit.

"Welcome back to the Mist Emperor!"

……

The sound gradually spread throughout the city, rising like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, layer upon layer, with an overwhelming momentum.

It was incredible, so exhilarating! Many martial artists in the city hadn't even seen the true form of the Mist Emperor, yet they still shouted along.

A thousand years ago, during the era of the Mist Emperor, the Lingxiao Realm comprised three hundred states, a truly prosperous place. Many people are proud of that era and know that the people of Lingxiao once enjoyed great glory.

Zen Sea Observer, sword in hand, strode toward the mountaintop. Gazing at the corpses and ruined buildings scattered across the ground, his killing intent grew stronger: "Xiao Zhang, you and Cong'er, keep a close watch on the formation. Don't let them escape. From now on, leave everything to your master."

The Third Palace Master finally heard her master's response. Overwhelmed with joy, she burst into tears, nodding vigorously and whispering, "Master... I really missed you so much..."

Of the three disciples of Zen Sea Mist, the Third Palace Master was relatively gentle, so she was not taught martial arts, but instead cultivated mental power.

Lord Lan fully activated the giant yellow mud ship, maximizing its defenses. It was enveloped in dim yellow light and surrounded by thousands of scriptures.

Li Long stood atop the over 700-zhang-high Lintai Terrace, his eyes filled with apprehension: "Mist Emperor, this is Lingxiao City. No matter how strong you are, if you want to kill us all, the millions of people in the city will surely perish with you."

A suit of armor materialized around the Demon Kingdom's Crown Prince, radiating four-colored celestial light. His figure stood tall and straight like a divine peak, his eyes fixed on the Zen Sea Mist: "Mist Emperor, your condition is very unstable. Your magical energy is not at the level of a Martial Emperor; it's the aura of Yu Yao. The Void Sword is also Yu Yao's weapon. You just left the city to send her away, didn't you? What, you lack confidence in defeating us?"

As one of the strongest figures below the Emperor of Martial Arts, Yu Daozhen possesses unparalleled insight and wisdom, enabling him to discern the truth from the smallest details. Furthermore, he can seize the opportunity to attack his opponent's mindset, directly targeting their psychological weakness of lacking confidence.

Upon hearing the Demon Kingdom Crown Prince's words, the group of extraordinary individuals who had been stunned by the power of the Zen Sea Temple's mist regained their composure and unleashed their strongest magical artifacts.

Unless it's the Martial Arts Emperor himself, no matter who the opponent is, they will all die today.

Chi Luan stood in the fiery clouds and laughed loudly: "Li Longshu is right. If we fight in Lingxiao City, let alone whether Wu Tianzi can win, even if he does, I'm afraid all the humans in the city will be wiped out."

Zen Sea Observer walked upwards step by step, not even glancing at Chi Luan, and met Yu Daozhen's gaze: "Back then, I chased Yu Baxian for four million miles. If it weren't for several martial arts emperors from Yingzhou intervening to persuade him, fearing that the emperor's war would harm too many innocent people, do you think he could save his life by making a vow?"

Zen Sea Observation was also telling Li Longshu and Chi Luan that when they were chasing the Demon Lord, they were not bound by the words "harming the innocent," and today, with the life and death of Lingxiao Realm at stake, they will not be bound by them either.

"Since the Emperor of Mist has brought up the old matter again, today, this junior will humbly ask for your guidance to avenge the swearing of our father and wash away the disgrace of the Demon Kingdom for two thousand years."

The Demon Prince's sharp eyes swept over Lord Lan, Li Longshu, Chi Luan, and the others, clearly indicating that he couldn't possibly act alone.

Zen Sea Observer returns after a thousand years, and will surely stir up a storm in Yingzhou. Who knows what state she is in now?
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I'd like to write more about the epic battle, increasing my daily word count, but my typing speed is just too slow...

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