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Chapter 85, Defying Nine Minor Realms?! Eternal Divine Forbidden Technique?! [Please Subscribe!]

Li Qingfeng formed hand seals and frantically activated the array's core.

A billowing black mist surged from the formation, transforming into swords, spears, and halberds that rushed towards him.

Su Ye raised his hand and struck out.

Every gesture and movement is accompanied by countless paths!

This attack carried countless Dao runes, each a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

The weapons formed from the black mist were like red-hot knives cutting into butter before the runes; the black mist crumbled at the touch, unable to even hinder them for a moment.

The attack struck the heart of the formation.

boom!

All seventy-two array flags at the core of the formation exploded at their base, sending fragments of dark wood flying everywhere.

The fragments struck the boulder on the mountainside, sending up a shower of sparks.

Li Qingfeng spat out a jet of blood.

The backlash from the formation was even more ferocious than he had imagined. His internal organs were simultaneously impacted, his divine power was disordered, and his meridians flowed backward.

He knelt on the ground, clutching his chest, his blue shirt soaked with sweat, his face as white as paper.

Su Ye walked past him.

Without stopping, he simply left behind a single sentence.

"The way of formations is not about setting up the most cleverly; the more clever it is, the more fake it is. The true formation is one that follows the way of heaven and earth and nature."

mountain top.

The passing monks gathered in twos and threes, gazing at the devastation on the mountainside.

"He defeated three prodigies in a row without even breaking a sweat—"

"Have you heard? The news has spread that the Holy Son of Yaochi is invincible below the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm!"

"Invincible below the seventh level of Dragon Transformation? That's an exaggeration!"

"Bragging? Ling Jiuxiao's Fourth Heaven Dragon Transformation technique was broken in three moves. 'Tiger Warrior Dragon Transformation Fourth Heaven,' a single palm strike sent him flying back a hundred feet—"

"Li Qingfeng was at the fifth level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, and even the formation couldn't withstand a single attack from him. You're telling me this is just bragging?"

"What about the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm? Is there anyone who can suppress him?"

"Believe it or not, someone actually came."

The first monk lowered his voice and pointed to the blue dot rapidly approaching on the distant horizon.

From that direction, an overwhelming pressure, like that of a dragon incarnate, was rapidly approaching.

Azure Sea Palace, vast and boundless.

Transformation into a Dragon, Seven Heavens.

Outside Yunze City.

On the shore of Bibo Lake.

The lake water is crystal clear, and the surface is as smooth as a mirror.

In the center of the lake, there is a blue stone, and a middle-aged cultivator sits cross-legged on it.

Approaching forty, he wore a blue robe, had a square face, and a light blue diamond-shaped mark between his eyebrows.

The mark glowed faintly, casting a watery hue over his entire face.

The unique cultivation technique mark of the Azure Sea Palace: Azure Sea Seal.

He unleashed his cultivation at the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm without any concealment.

The lake surface was completely flattened by that oppressive force, not even a ripple could be stirred.

The lakeside was already filled with cultivators who had rushed there upon hearing the news.

A dense mass of people stretched from the lakeside all the way to the foot of the low hills in the distance.

"Azure Sea Palace! That's a force from the Central Plains, yet they've come to the Eastern Wilderness?"

"Nonsense, no matter how far Zhongzhou is from Donghuang, the teleportation array will only take an hour or two."

"Su Ye's reputation has already spread to Zhongzhou. This Fellow Daoist Canglan must have come all the way from Zhongzhou!"

"The Azure Sea Palace is only a third-rate power in the Central Plains, but this Canglan is no ordinary person."

"I heard that he possesses two forbidden combat abilities, and his seventh level of Dragon Transformation is enough to rival an ordinary cultivator at the ninth level of Dragon Transformation."

Someone gasped: "That Yaochi Holy Son is only at the Four Perfections stage—"

"A difference of seven minor realms, plus Canglan's own two restrictions, is equivalent to a difference of nine minor realms?!"

"The Eight Forbidden Realms can only be crossed by a maximum of eight minor realms; this is an ironclad rule!"

"A cultivator at the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm challenging a cultivator at the Four Extremes Realm is already breaking the norm."

"unless----"

"Unless what?"

"Unless he steps into the eternal divine forbidden realm!"

As soon as he said that, the surroundings fell silent.

Forbidden by the Gods for All Time!

That was a myth that was out of reach.

Break through the eight forbidden barriers and step into the realm of divine prohibitions.

From the age of mythology to the present, only the Great Emperor and Ancient King in their youth have achieved this.

"impossible."

An elderly cultivator with white hair said it with absolute certainty.

"Even if a Great Emperor were to be reborn, the Eternal Divine Forbidden Realm would require at least reaching the Immortal Platform, and the five great secret realms to resonate with each other in order to trigger it."

"Trying to trigger the divine restriction in the Four Extremes Secret Realm—absolutely impossible!"

On the blue stone in the center of the lake, Canglan opened its eyes.

"I have been in seclusion for ten years, hoping to unravel the final barrier of the Azure Sea Scripture of the Azure Sea Palace."

The sound was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every spectator.

Not long ago, someone delivered a jade slip to the Bihai Palace.

"The jade slip says that Su Ye, the Holy Son of Yaochi, is invincible below the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm."

Canglan slowly stood up, the lake surface rippling slightly beneath his feet.

"At my age, I shouldn't be making things difficult for a junior, but the saying 'invincible below the seventh level of Dragon Transformation' is true—"

A light blue divine light emanated from the azure sea mark between his brows, enveloping his entire being.

"I'm determined to give it a try."

The crowd parted to both sides.

Su Ye stepped out from the crowd.

Her white robes fluttered gently in the lake breeze, and her deep purple pupils reflected the shimmering water.

"If you want to try, then go for it."

His tone was flat, revealing no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

A glint of light flashed in Canglan's eyes.

"good!"

As soon as he uttered the word, the lake beneath his feet suddenly boiled.

The vast blue sea stretches to the heavens!

The lake water exploded hundreds of feet high, transforming into a giant waterspout.

The waterspout stretches to the sky and down to the lake, carrying with it the boundless power of heaven and earth.

The inside of the tornado was filled with lightning and thunder, like an apocalyptic disaster.

Canglan merged into the water tornado, his blue robe blending seamlessly with the shimmering water.

"Azure Sea Soaring to the Heavens, First Form: Water Dragon Binding!"

A massive waterspout hurtled towards Su Ye.

Wherever it passed, the willows along the lake shore were uprooted, rolled into the tornado, and instantly torn to shreds.

Su Ye took a step forward.

Purple Daoist energy surged from his body, transforming into a hazy world behind him.

That realm floated high in the sky, with the light of the five elements flowing within it.

At the center of heaven and earth, a chaotic dharma image resembling Su Ye sat cross-legged in the void, its body swirling with purple Daoist energy.

The Dao Embryo manifests extraordinary phenomena, and the Five Elements give rise to chaos!

"What a terrifying phenomenon!"

A chorus of gasps erupted from the crowd.

"What is that? A projection of the heavens and earth?"

"It's not a projection, it's a phenomenon of the Dao Embryo! A phenomenon unique to the innate Dao Embryo!"

"Although that realm was incomplete, it already contained the rudiments of a world, possessing the Five Elements, Yin and Yang, and rudimentary spatial laws!"

"This isn't some strange phenomenon; it's clearly a miniature world!"

Su Ye raised her hand.

The Chaos Dharma Image then raised its hand.

A giant purple hand emerged from the strange phenomenon, its five fingers spread wide, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Wherever his palm passed, the space was compressed and distorted inch by inch.

The moment the tornado formed by the lake water collided with the Dharma image's large hand, the hundred-foot-tall water tornado shattered into pieces.

The power of the azure sea contained within the water tornado was forcibly decomposed by the world power of the Chaotic Dharma Form, transforming into the purest water-attribute spiritual energy.

Countless water droplets cascaded down from the sky, splashing onto the lake surface and creating a dense spray of water.

The lake surface was battered as if by a torrential downpour.

Canglan's expression remained unchanged, clearly indicating that this move was merely a test.

He formed a hand seal, and the blue sea mark between his eyebrows shone brightly.

The cultivation technique mark of the Azure Sea Palace was fully activated, and a deep blue light shot out from the mark.

The moment the water shimmered into the lake's surface, the entire Bibo Lake seemed to boil.

The lake water surged wildly into the air, condensing into a vast, illusory ocean behind Canglan.

The vast, illusory ocean floated in the air, its waves surging and towering.

A powerful force emanating from the sea permeated the air.

"The Ninth Form of the Azure Sea: Azure Sea Covers the Sky!"

Canglan pushed with both arms.

The illusory image of the vast ocean behind them suddenly solidified.

Endless seawater surged forth, transforming into countless beams of blue light that crushed towards Su Ye.

Each ray of blue light contained the full force of a strike from the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

The vast blue sea covered an area of ​​ten miles, leaving no blind spots and no way out.

The spectators retreated.

"This area is too large, where can the Holy Son of Yaochi hide?"

"Why are you hiding? Didn't you see his chaotic dharma form?"

Su Ye did not dodge.

The Chaos Dharma Form suddenly clasped its hands together.

In that hazy world, the light of the five elements erupted simultaneously.

When the Five Elements evolved into chaos and reached their extreme, the area covered by the strange phenomena already possessed the rudiments of world power.

The surrounding laws of heaven and earth were forcibly stretched and compressed.

The illusory image of the vast ocean between the palms of the Chaos Dharma Image was like a water ball held in the hands of a giant.

The water sphere struggled and tried to expand, but it could never break free from the grasp of those large hands.

Su Ye loosely clenched his fists.

The chaotic Dharma form followed, and the five fingers exerted force.

boom!

The illusory image of the ocean was crushed.

Water droplets splashed everywhere.

Canglan retreated seven or eight steps, and seven or eight water columns exploded on the lake surface beneath his feet.

"amazing."

Canglan steadied himself, his eyes showing no anger, only the excitement of seeing a prey.

The Azure Sea Soaring Heaven Scripture has eighteen forms. It is not surprising that the ninth form was broken. If the Holy Son of Yaochi cannot even withstand this, he is not worthy of being called invincible below the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm.

He took a deep breath and formed an extremely complex hand seal.

The Eighteenth Form of the Azure Sea Scripture.

The azure sea swallows the sky!

The water of Bibo Lake surged upwards, and the entire lake was rising into the air.

The water level of Bibo Lake, which originally covered an area of ​​nearly 100 square kilometers, is dropping at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The lake water, carrying the spiritual energy and Daoist essence accumulated at the bottom of the lake for countless years, transformed into a gigantic phantom of a deep-sea beast behind Canglan.

The behemoth resembled a whale or a dragon, its entire body azure blue, with countless fragments of the laws of water flowing within it.

The behemoth opened its massive jaws, revealing a bottomless, azure abyss.

The entire world darkened, and the deep blue abyss swallowed up all the light.

Everyone on the shore felt a sense of oppression emanating from the depths of their souls.

It felt as if a million tons of seawater were pressing on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.

One of the rogue cultivators in the crowd felt his legs go weak, and he almost fell over if his companion hadn't been supporting him.

"What level of divine power is this?!"

"The supreme divine technique of the Azure Sea Palace is beyond the control of Canglan, who is at the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm—he's gone mad!"

"No, he's borrowing the spiritual energy accumulated by Azure Lake over countless years! This isn't just his power; the entire Azure Lake is helping him!"

"No wonder he chose to fight the Holy Son of Yaochi at Azure Lake!"

Su Ye's expression finally turned serious.

The Chaos Dharma Form withdrew its strange phenomenon and shrank into the hazy world behind it.

He lifted the Primordial Divine Mark Tower with one hand.

The nine-inch pagoda floated in the palm of the hand, its body a deep purple, with the divine marks of purple and gold lighting up one by one.

A purple-gold light flowed across the surface of the tower, and each divine mark contained the Daoist essence of heaven and earth imprinted at the time of creation.

"What kind of tower is that?!"

"The Purple-Gold Divine Mark Tower?! A Dao-proving artifact forged from divine purple-gold! That's one of the nine great immortal metals!"

"The Holy Son of Yaochi actually possesses a complete Dao-proving artifact, and it's even at the Immortal Gold level!"

The tower body flew out, rising with the wind.

In an instant, the nine-story pagoda transformed into a gigantic tower hundreds of feet tall, hovering in mid-air.

Each layer of the tower is illuminated with innate divine marks, and the nine layers are stacked together.

The moment all the divine marks lit up simultaneously, a resounding Dao chant echoed from the tower.

The surrounding天地能量 (heaven and earth energy) surged wildly, condensing into a beam of light at the top of the tower.

The light contained illusory images of countless laws.

All paths lead to one!

Chaotic divine light poured out from the top of the tower, like an inverted celestial river.

Wherever the divine light passed, all things returned to chaos.

At that moment, all the magical artifacts of the people on the shore trembled simultaneously.

Some cried out and gripped the trembling longsword at their waists, while others hurriedly pressed down on the burning jade amulets on their chests.

"My magical artifact is trembling! It's afraid of that divine light!"

"That's a Daoist resonance generated by the harmony of all Daos! The Holy Son of Yaochi is borrowing the power of all Daos of Heaven and Earth!"

The chaotic divine light collided with the giant beast of the blue sea.

The behemoth opened its enormous maw, attempting to swallow the light into the abyss.

But that divine light could not be swallowed at all.

The power of the Dao, generated by the resonance of all Daos, surged into the giant beast's body, disintegrating every fragment of the Water Law from the inside out.

Purple cracks appeared on the body of the azure beast.

The cracks became more numerous and denser, extending from the giant beast's head all the way to its tail.

Finally, the behemoth exploded.

Countless fragments transformed into a torrential rain, falling from the sky.

Covered in blood, Canglan fell from the sky and knelt on one knee on the lake.

Water splashed on his face, mixing with blood as it flowed down his chin and dripped into the lake.

The blue sea mark between his brows had faded to almost nothing.

He coughed up blood.

I looked up and saw the young man standing on the shore, still dressed in pristine white.

There was shock, awe, and an indescribable complexity in his eyes.

The older generation says that this era is different from the past, and even the ancient sages were no more than this.

Canglan slowly stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"I have been in seclusion for ten years, thinking that once I reach the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, I can secure a place among the younger generation."

He shook his head and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

"Only today do I realize that there are heavens beyond heavens."

Su Ye retrieved the Primordial Divine Mark Tower.

The colossal pagoda, hundreds of feet tall, transformed back into a nine-inch pagoda and disappeared into his sea of ​​suffering.

Above Yunze City.

Before anyone knew it, several divine senses at the Sendai level had already covered the entire sky.

It turns out that the cultivators who were originally heading to Tai Xuan had all gathered in Yunze City ahead of time.

Their original destination was Tai Xuan Sect, but they learned on the way that Su Ye had left Tai Xuan and was heading towards Yunze City instead.

At this moment, this group of people were all crammed into various corners of Yunze City, using their divine senses to observe the battle taking place on the shore of Bibo Lake outside the city.

"Canglan—lost?!"

An ancient divine consciousness exploded in the sky above the clouds.

The sound made the small wisps of clouds around them tremble.

"He used the eighteenth move of the Azure Sea Raging Scripture, right? That's a divine technique that touches upon the level of a Dao-Slaying King!"

"A seventh-level Dragon Transformation cultivator, along with the Azure Sea Devouring the Heavens, was actually defeated by a mere fourth-level Perfected cultivator?!"

"The combat strength of the Holy Son of Yaochi can no longer be measured by the Eight Forbidden Realms —"

Another divine sense chimed in, its tone filled with disbelief.

"Canglan possesses two forbidden realms, and the difference between the Fourth Heaven of the Four Extremes and the Seventh Heaven of the Dragon Transformation is seven minor realms."

"Adding the two restrictions, it's equivalent to a difference of nine minor realms."

"Nine minor realms?!"

The sound became shrill.

"The Eight Forbidden Realms can only cross a maximum of eight minor realms; this is a universally acknowledged ironclad rule! What does it mean to cross nine minor realms? It means an eternal divine forbidden realm!"

Upon hearing this, all the divine senses fell silent for a moment.

The owner of each divine consciousness is a powerful figure from various factions.

They understood the weight of the words "divine prohibition" better than ordinary monks.

A figure in a purple Taoist robe was the first to speak.

"wrong."

"This is not a divine restriction. Eternal divine restrictions can only be triggered in the Immortal Platform Secret Realm, and cannot be triggered in the Four Extremes."

"The Holy Son of Yaochi must have something else to rely on to be able to cross nine minor realms."

"Regardless of whether it's a divine restriction or not, the combat power of the Eight Forbidden Ones is a foregone conclusion."

"Eight Forbidden Forces, the standard combat strength for a young emperor."

"The Holy Son of Yaochi possesses the potential to become an emperor?!"

Inside a private room of a teahouse in Yunze City.

An elderly monk in a blue robe held a teacup and gazed out the window toward the Azure Lake.

The tea in the teacup rippled slightly, a lingering effect from Su Ye's "Return to Oneness of All Paths".

The old man put down his teacup and let out a long breath.

"After this battle, the entire Eastern Wilderness, no, the entire Five Regions of the Big Dipper."

"No one dares to underestimate this Holy Son of Yaochi anymore."

Across from him sat the young heir of a small family, carefully pouring tea for the old man.

"Senior, what exactly is the realm of the Holy Son of Yaochi?"

"The Four Perfections defeated the seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm, which is unheard of before."

The old monk shook his head.

"It's not a matter of level of understanding."

He pointed out the window.

"Look at those geniuses who are arriving one after another. There are those from the Southern Ridge, those from the Northern Plains, those from the Central Plains, and even a few from reclusive families whose origins I can't even recognize."

"They wanted to use the Holy Son of Yaochi as a stepping stone in their struggle for the imperial path, but now it seems—"

The old monk picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"This stepping stone could probably break everyone's legs."

The young heir nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.

A travel-worn monk burst in, his face flushed and panting heavily.

The old cultivator frowned, about to lash out, when the other cultivator spoke first.

"The successor of the Northern Plains Heavenly Wind Holy Land has also arrived! A sixth-level Dragon Transformation cultivator, he has set up a nine-layered Heavenly Wind Formation at Shili Slope outside the city, declaring that he will avenge Fellow Daoist Canglan!"

"We just finished fighting, and another one is coming?!"

The young heir clicked his tongue in amazement.

The old monk sighed.

"This is just the beginning."

On the shore of Bibo Lake.

Su Ye looked at the devastated lake surface, where a huge, bottomless hole had been punched into the center by the Wan Dao Gui Yi.

The lake water was pouring back into the hole from all directions, making a thunderous sound.

This battle yielded many gains.

Although the Azure Sea Scripture of the Azure Sea Palace cannot compare to the Supreme God's Scripture, it is still a complete and powerful legacy.

The way those water laws operate deepened his understanding of the five elements of water.

"The seventh level of the Dragon Transformation Realm has already forced out my Primordial Divine Mark Tower."

Su Ye pondered in his heart.

What if it's a half-step Great Power at the first level of Sendai?

"Not enough."

Su Ye turned and walked towards Yunze City.

After walking only a few dozen steps, a divine sense transmission suddenly came from the void.

The voice of the Jade Balance Sage was clear and cold, like jade beads falling onto a silver plate; each word landed in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Holy Son, there are at least ten spies from holy families in Yunze City, all of whom are watching your movements."

Su Ye didn't stop walking. With a slight thought, he calmly replied in his mind, "Let them go—"

"Aren't you afraid they'll secretly interfere?"

"Afraid?"

Su Ye's lips curled up slightly.

"Why should I be afraid? From the moment I stepped onto this imperial path that is destined to stain the starry sky with blood, I have long since forgotten how to write the word 'fear'."

There was a few moments of silence on the other side of the void, followed by a soft chuckle, filled with undisguised approval.

"Well said."

Su Ye smiled faintly, "Besides, isn't this all thanks to Ancestor Yuheng?"

In the void, the Sage Yuheng chuckled again: "You—"

When Su Ye stepped into Yunze City, the atmosphere of the entire city was completely different from when he first arrived.

His name was being talked about everywhere in the streets and alleys.

In every teahouse, every inn, and every tavern, everyone's conversation revolved around him.

"The Four Extremes Reversal Transformation into a Dragon, reaching the Seventh Heaven—such a thing happens only a handful of times in thousands of years!"

"Tonight, all the strongholds of the forces in the Southern Region are sending out messages: the title of Yaochi Holy Son will no longer be just a matter for the Eastern Wilderness; the Five Regions will all know about it."

"Yaochi has really struck gold this time."

"He's a holy son, not a foundling. But you're half right. Yaochi was already powerful; with this person around, it's even more formidable."

"The status of Yaochi will only become more secure over the next few thousand years."

Su Ye walked through the murmurs and returned to the unassuming teahouse she had visited before.

It's still that same window seat.

The teahouse owner personally brought over a pot of the finest spiritual tea, his hands trembling.

"Holy Son—this is the treasure of our shop, the five-hundred-year-old Cloud Mist Green Sprout. Please, Holy Son—do us the honor of trying it."

Su Ye glanced at him.

The teahouse owner hurriedly explained, "No money needed, absolutely no money needed! It's a blessing our shop has accumulated over eight lifetimes that our Holy Son can drink tea here!"

Su Ye nodded, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

The tea is refreshingly cool and full of vitality.

It was definitely a level better than that pot of coarse tea from before.

As the sun sets outside the window, it paints the ancient city walls of Yunze City in a golden-red hue.

The white robes gleamed with a soft, warm light in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the deep purple eyes reflected the sunset, their pupils shimmering with a light more dazzling than the evening glow.

Once one steps into the Dragon Transformation stage, neither the prodigies at the ninth level of the Dragon Transformation stage nor the elders at the half-step Great Power level will be a threat.

The true battle for the imperial throne will officially begin from that moment.

Testing the sword in the Eastern Wilderness.

The Holy Son became famous.

Above Yunze City, countless eyes were fixed on the white-clad youth.

Some want to climb to a higher position by stepping on his shoulders, some want to use his Dao embryo to hone themselves, some want to seize the treasures on his body, and some are waiting in the shadows for him to reveal a flaw.

Su Ye put down her teacup.

The night breeze blew in through the window, ruffling the stray hairs on his forehead.

A very faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"bring it on."

"The more the better."

In another corner of Yunze City, a cultivator wrapped in a gray cloak quietly got up, threw a few fragments of source material onto the table, and hurriedly disappeared into the night.

A strange smile played at the corners of his mouth beneath his hood, and a dark red token in his palm was slightly warm.

The token has Su Ye's name engraved on the front and a scarlet number on the back.

Ten million catties of source.

The reward amount has increased again.

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