Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 515 Annihilation Armor
Inside the Hidden Dragon Tomb, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Zilu turned to look and saw Siji with his hands covering his head, his eyes half-closed, his eyelids twitching, his face flushed, and his breathing rapid.

He was increasingly surprised. When he looked again, he saw that all twelve Zen masters had their eyes half-open and half-closed, revealing a blank stare.

Zilu and Yan Hui exchanged glances, wanting to ask, but for some reason, the words stuck in their throats. Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew, and their spirits lifted; they didn't want to say another word.

The Holy King looked at the statue-like crowd before him, his lips twitching. His handsome face resembled a mask carved from white jade, the green light of "Heavenly Secrets and Jade Green" slid across his face, making it appear mottled and worn.

"Is this also the Law of Harmony with Heaven?" the Holy King couldn't help but ask.

"Yes."

Ren Shaoyang's voice came through, strangely, it was clearly close at hand, yet it was elusive, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

The Holy King smiled and suddenly brandished his long sword.

Brush brush!
A burst of sword light shot out in all directions.

The sounds of "plop plop" continued, and blood spurted from the limbs of the Deathly Silent and Twelve Zen Masters, who collapsed to the ground convulsing—their tendons had been severed by the Holy King in an instant.

"Good!" Zilu shouted, running over. "Your Majesty, your injuries..."

"It's alright." The Holy King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a long breath. "If it weren't for Sword God Ren breaking their formation, I'm afraid I would really be stuck here." After saying that, he turned to Yan Hui and said, "Zilu, go and check on Yan Hui."

"Alright!" Zilu obeyed the order and turned to help Yan Hui up.

The Holy King looked at Ren Shaoyang and suddenly laughed, "Mr. Ren, when you stepped on the ground just now, you set up a maze, didn't you?"

"Oh?" Ren Shaoyang said, "You found out?"

The Holy King pointed to the ground, shook his head and sighed, "Mr. Ren drew lines with his feet, leaving many marks and lines on the ground, which I saw."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked down and indeed saw many footprints on the stone slab, large and small, deep and shallow, connected in a continuous chain.

The Holy King continued, "The footprints left by the Sword God are like musical scores. With a casual flick of his sleeve, a gentle breeze blows, and the entire arena naturally emits hypnotic sounds. The wonder of the music is almost in line with the Way of Heaven."

Upon hearing this, Zilu and Yan Hui were both astonished and crowded around to take a closer look.

The footprints underfoot were crisscrossed and twisted and turned.

Zilu seemed to be deep in thought, then turned around and asked, "Mr. Ren, this piece can be set to music. May I write it down?"

"Take a note."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "It's just a casual game. You understand music, so it wouldn't be a disgrace for you to learn it."

"Ha, thank you very much, Mr. Ren!" Zilu was overjoyed and bowed in gratitude.

Ren Shaoyang advised, "When practicing this piece, you must always keep your mind clear. You must know that once your mind becomes lax, external evils will seep into your mind like water dripping on stone, silently invading your consciousness. If your mind is impure, you will fall into their trap."

Zilu straightened his expression and quickly said, "Thank you for the guidance!"

Suddenly, the azure light from the dome disappeared.

Hongxiu landed with "Tianji Chanbi" in her hand, examining the object with great curiosity.

Ding An also came over and casually said, "It's a treasure."

"Oh, you noticed too?"

Ding An said dejectedly, "Even a fool could see that!"

Hongxiu laughed and casually put the object into her bosom. She would study it carefully when she got back; it would surely be another trump card.

On the other side, Deathly Silence finally awoke, realized his predicament, and immediately let out a long sigh:
"Holy King, I never expected you to find such a peerless master to help you. My defeat was not unjust. Do with me as you please!"

The Holy King remained silent for a long while before sheathing his sword and saying, "I know you are loyal and courageous. Now that your martial arts are crippled, what harm is there in me sparing your life?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud rumble was heard, and the stone gate at the cave entrance rose in response.

The Holy King waved his hand and said, "Take them out."

"Yes!"

Zilu and Yan Hui grabbed everyone and carried them out, one trip after another.

Deathly Silence was finally carried away by Yan Hui, who said calmly, "Holy King, you can no longer use your inner strength. How can you withstand the Annihilation Armor and the Azure Dragon Emperor Sword? It's not too late to turn back now!"

The Holy King laughed heartily: "Now that I'm here, I absolutely cannot retreat!"

Seeing the seriousness in his voice, Si Ji sighed helplessly, "Since things have come to this point, why should I say anything more?" As he spoke, Yan Hui carried him out.

Ren Shaoyang looked at the blood on the ground and laughed, "I thought you were going to kill them."

The Holy King said, "The Twelve Gates of Zen are more valuable alive than dead."

"Hmm, that's the mindset of a hegemon."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

At this point, the room suddenly fell silent.

After a long pause, the Holy King clasped his hands in a salute and said earnestly, "Mr. Ren, the blows from Silent and the others just now have caused my internal energy to stagnate and become difficult to control. I will need your help to deal with the upcoming Annihilation Armor and Azure Dragon Emperor Sword."

"It's alright." Ren Shaoyang smiled. "I'll do whatever it takes to get paid, no cheating the young or old."

The Holy King said, "Then I've hit the jackpot." As soon as he finished speaking, the stone door in front of him suddenly opened, and a man and a woman rushed in.

The man was tall, yet lacked any air of power. He had long eyebrows and narrow eyes, and looked quite ordinary. He addressed the Holy King as "Holy King," but finally stopped three zhang away, stammering for a long while before uttering half a sentence: "Holy King, I—"

"Duanming! You've finally arrived!" The Holy King's expression was calm. "After all these years, are you still so cowardly?"

Duan Ming was so shocked that he took half a step back. As if he had made a great decision, he forced himself to say, "Holy King, I will guard the third pass. Considering that we have known each other, please do not press me so hard. Please leave now!"

"Walk?"

The Holy King smiled faintly, then said sternly, "I, the Holy King, never give up halfway."

"But, but you'll die!" Duanming said, glancing at the little girl beside him.

The little girl had an icy expression, her body radiating a faint sword aura, and her flowing hair danced wildly in the air.

Her feet weren't touching the ground; she was floating in the air!
The Holy King's eyes narrowed, and he said, "The Azure Dragon Relic is on her?"

Duanming said, "Holy King, stop being so stubborn! You really will die!"

"Death?" The Holy King's gaze was sharp and resolute as he shouted, "I never change my mind! Not yesterday, and even less today, to break the family's destiny! You coward, what right do you have to block my path!"

Duanming trembled with fear at his gaze, yet he still stood tremblingly in front of him, hissing, "No! I will hold this pass no matter what, don't force me!"

Hearing his hysterical tone, Hongxiu frowned: "The one guarding the third pass is such a cowardly and weak person?"

Just as Duanming's mind was about to collapse, several cracks suddenly appeared beneath the stone platform, and with a loud bang, countless rubble were thrown up, blocking everyone's view.

Amidst the smoke and dust, a colossal black shadow stood majestically, silent as if Chi You himself were in the world, its bloodthirsty aura surging forth and instantly filling the entire hall.

Ren Shaoyang looked at the dark figure and couldn't help but exclaim, "My God! A Stand user?"

The Holy King was forced to retreat by the impact of the bloodthirsty aura and asked, "What is a substitute envoy?"

"Hmm~ Just consider it a strange ability!"

"Duanming, do you possess this extraordinary ability?" the Holy King asked again.

"He has the Destroyer Armor, which allows him to transform. That's about right!"

As the two spoke, the clanging sound was constant.

As the smoke cleared, the timid and cowardly Duanming disappeared, and standing before everyone was a majestic and extraordinary armored warrior!

Duan Ming shouted, "Holy King, if you want to break the Azure Dragon's Lair, you must first get past me!" His voice, enhanced by his armor, was sharp and powerful, each word like a knife.

But Hongxiu and Ding'an, who were standing nearby, were also greatly surprised when they heard this.

The Holy King remained calm, took a half step back, and said, "I'm sorry, Duanming, I was just bluffing you."

Duan Ming was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

The Holy King shielded Ren Shaoyang in front of him and said in a deep voice, "I can't muster my true energy right now, so I'm no match for the Annihilation Armor. Your opponent is the Eternal Sword God standing before me."

Duan Ming looked at the white-robed man and asked, "Are you the Sword God?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "Mm."

Duan Ming frowned and shouted, "Get away! I don't want to kill you!"

Upon hearing this, everyone fell into a deathly silence.

Huh~!

A gentle breeze was blowing, so clearly inside the main hall.

The Holy King sighed and said, "Duanming, Duanming! You are not just cowardly, you are incredibly audacious!"

Duanming was confused: "Holy King, what... what do you mean?"

The Holy King ignored him and bowed to the white-robed man: "Mr. Ren, although this man speaks harshly, he is a friend of mine for many years. Please spare his life."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "You seem to value him quite a bit."

The Holy King said calmly, "I only have this one friend."

"But what if you have to choose between friendship and destiny without our help?"

The Holy King remained silent for a long time before saying, "Friendship is insignificant compared to destiny."

Ren Shaoyang nodded and said, "He wasn't lying."

Upon hearing this, Duanming, with tears in his eyes and a smile on his face, laughed twice and said, "Holy King, I never expected you would still consider me a friend! With your words, I will not kill this white-robed young master!"

Snapped!
The Holy King slapped his forehead in distress.

You should probably shut up.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly: "Kid, I have no interest in attacking you." He pointed to the mischievous little beggar beside him, "She, on the other hand, is very interested."

Turning to look at the girl beside him, Ren Jianshen nodded: "Dongfang Canglong, you're quite something."
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P.S.: The Holy King chapter is the one in the third part that I think is relatively less far-fetched.

Of course, this excludes the ancestor Dongfang Canglong, who has absolutely no behavioral logic.

The Azure Dragon Emperor Sword and the Annihilation Armor are still very powerful.

(End of this chapter)