The whole class transmigrates to cultivate immortality, and I return with a sacred weapon.

At the summit of Qinghuang Mountain, a dilapidated altar stands.

Chen Lin took a few steps to cross several meters and stood quietly at the edge of the altar, his gaze fixed on the center.

Deep cracks tore apart the altar's array patterns.

A calligraphy brush was quietly stuck in the crack.

The penholder is dark gold, and the nib is deep red to almost black.

It may seem unremarkable, but it exudes a Daoist aura that suppresses all ages.

A strange light flashed in Chen Lin's eyes.

The power of the laws within the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death swept over him, and a ripple emanated from his pen, allowing him to glean some information.

The Emperor's Pen of Zhenyuan?

Its material is terrifying.

The brush handle is made primarily of Xuanhuang mother gold, and its interior is infused with rare imperial dragon marrow.

These two top-tier divine materials are enough to forge the prototype of an ultimate imperial weapon.

The brushstrokes are even more frightening.

It was made by meticulously extracting and processing Netherworld Blood Gold.

The Netherworld Blood Gold is extremely hard, and drawing it into soft brush tips requires unimaginable strength.

"It was at least a Great Sage Warrior."

Chen Lin made his judgment in his mind.

It may even have reached the threshold of becoming a quasi-imperial weapon.

With the support of the Yin-Yang Holy Land and the great opportunity to obtain a piece of immortal gold, he has achieved his current position on the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death.

The owner of this Emperor Zhenyuan Brush is probably at least a Great Sage.

But at this moment, it is in extremely poor condition.

Its outward aura was extremely weak, making it appear to be just an ordinary Dao Palace Realm weapon.

Only when suppressing the rift riots would it occasionally reveal a trace of the Daoist aura of a sacred weapon.

Chen Lin walked slowly closer.

He saw the details of the Emperor Zhenyuan Brush.

The deep red brush tip was stained with a few purplish-black spots.

Chen Lin's gaze swept across the crack, sensing a chilling power within it.

This power was eerie and ominous, making one's soul tremble.

The brush tip is being corroded, and an indescribable sense of decay is spreading from it.

Its terrifying existence as it confronts the rift alone.

But time has eroded its power.

Chen Lin's gaze moved downwards.

There was a piece of metal fragment less than half a meter away from the crack.

The fragment was only the size of a palm, and its material was neither gold nor jade, with its surface covered with copper-green rust.

Chen Lin raised his hand and made a grasping motion, his divine power transforming into an invisible hand that absorbed the fragment into his palm.

The fragment was extremely heavy.

Chen Lin wiped away the dust, revealing an ancient seal script character.

【town】

The strokes of the characters still retain a faint trace of imperial dragon energy.

"Judging from the aura, it should have originally been the core of the array on the altar, but now it can only be considered a fragment of the array eye."

Chen Lin thought to himself.

The altar's array had long been broken, and the Human Emperor's Zhenyuan Brush had lost its support.

It can only forcibly seal the crack with its own body.

hissing...

A faint, strange sound emanated from the depths of the crack, and the purplish-black mist suddenly churned violently.

A nauseating, malevolent, and ominous aura surged into the sky.

This force spreads upwards along the handle of the Emperor Zhenyuan Brush.

The dark gold surface emitted a mournful cry, as if it could no longer bear the weight.

Chen Lin's eyes turned cold.

He could clearly sense what lay behind the crack—something eerie and ominous, twisted to an extreme.

It has no physical form, yet it carries the malevolent intent to devour all life.

We must not let it break the seal.

Chen Lin made a decisive move, and the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death appeared in his palm, the scroll slowly unfurling.

The black and white light illuminated the gray mountaintop.

"The law of life, go."

Chen Lin spoke in a low voice.

Above the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death, a white halo peeled away.

They transformed into the pure essence of life, and white light flowed into the Emperor Zhenyuan Brush like water.

The dark gold pen trembled slightly.

The dried-up imperial dragon marrow greedily absorbed the life force, and a high-pitched dragon roar came from inside the pen holder.

The dullness on the surface of the penholder gradually faded, and the golden dragon pattern reappeared.

"The Law of Death: Devour."

Chen Lin once again mobilized his divine power, causing the axis of the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death to flip.

Black chains of divine law burst forth, transforming into an invisible blade that pierced the crack.

The laws of death collided violently with the ominous aura of the underworld.

There was no violent explosion.

The mutual erosion only occurs at the level of laws.

The purplish-black mist attempted to corrupt the divine chain, but the Law of Death, backed by the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death, was even more domineering.

The purplish-black mist was forcibly stripped away and decomposed, turning into wisps of pure energy that were extracted and devoured by the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death.

Roar……

An angry roar came from the depths of the rift, and the ominous being sensed a threat.

It began a frantic counterattack.

The altar trembled violently, and the remaining fragments of the array were instantly overloaded, with golden light breaking through the seal of the Netherworld Qi.

Over Qinghuang Mountain, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared.

The sky changed color.

Ordinary people looked up at the sky in fear.

The clouds were violently torn apart, and a golden dragon phantom stretching for thousands of miles lay across the sky.

The dragon's scales were clearly visible, each one radiating imperial majesty.

Opposite the dragon was a dark purple-black shadow that occupied half the sky.

The demonic shadow constantly changed shape, sometimes resembling a demon, sometimes a monster.

The golden dragon and the demonic shadow fought fiercely in the heavens.

Each collision triggered a deafening roar of thunder.

This is not a real battle.

It was merely a resonance between heaven and earth caused by the clash of laws atop Mount Qinghuang.

But this oppressive aura truly settled in everyone's hearts.

Within a radius of a thousand miles, all things fell silent.

Ningjiang City Cultivator Management Bureau.

Huang Zheng'an rushed into the command hall, his face extremely grim.

"Where is this fluctuation coming from?"

The reporter's fingers left afterimages as they typed on the keyboard.

"Director Huang, the source is Qinghuang Mountain, this is live footage."

Li Xinran followed closely behind and entered the hall.

Her green silk umbrella trembled slightly at her side.

"This level of confrontation is at least a battle between top-tier weapons; it's beyond our reach," Li Xinran said through gritted teeth.

Huang Zheng'an turned around abruptly.

"Wasn't Qinghuang Mountain sealed off?"

"No one went in; this force erupted from inside the mountain." The communications officer was covered in sweat.

Huang Zheng'an took a few deep breaths.

"Immediately notify the Qing'an City Law Enforcement Bureau to evacuate all residents within a 50-mile radius of Qinghuang Mountain."

Looking at the horrific scene on the screen, Li Xinran shook her head and said, "It's too late. The energy fluctuations have already covered a thousand miles."

With this level of power, it's pointless for ordinary people to evacuate, and there's simply not enough time. It's better to pray that the aftershocks of the battle don't reach the ground.

"Where are Ren Ke and the others?" Huang Zheng'an asked.

"They have just reached the edge of the far west."

The westernmost part of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The wind and snow raged, and the distant mountains were shrouded in a deathly fog.

Ren Ke stopped and turned his head sharply to look at the eastern horizon.

The Yaoguang Arrow trembled violently above her head, its icy blue light flickering erratically.

It is both a warning and a sign of fear.

"You noticed too?" Zheng Yue stepped forward.

Guanghan Tingxue emitted a low hum in her arms, and the strings of the zither faintly glowed with white light.

"A great terror is about to be unleashed, far surpassing the realm of the Dao-Slaying King," Zheng Yue said in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone else showed expressions of shock.

Even at their peak, they were only at the fourth level of the Dao Palace realm.

Ren Keqiang calmed himself down, but he still felt the oppressive aura that traveled across thousands of miles.

"It's a completely different force clashing with each other. What is it? Should we still go into the snow mountain?" Zhao Minghui wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Ren Ke glanced at the snow-capped mountains swallowed by the gray fog, then glanced at the east.

"Both ends are dead ends."

Faced with this situation, she felt powerless.

The situation has completely exceeded her control, even with her powerful magical weapon.

"What do we do now?" Yang Linghui asked.

Ren Ke took out a communicator.

The screen was full of static; the signal had been severely interfered with and was extremely unstable upon arrival.

"Stay put."

Ren Ke made the safest decision.

She could sense that the power emanating from afar was definitely more than just that of a Dao-Slaying King.

Zheng Yue wasn't exaggerating; this might be a clash between two saint-level forces.

The top of Qinghuang Mountain.

Chen Lin's face turned slightly pale, and the divine power within his Bitter Sea flowed away like a burst dam.

Simultaneously controlling two extreme laws is an immense burden for him right now.

"Suppress them!"

Chen Lin bit his tongue, spitting a drop of blood onto the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death.

Instantly, the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death shone brightly.

The black chains of divine order instantly grew thicker, coiling around the purplish-black mist like giant pythons.

The rate at which the Law of Death devoured its prey suddenly accelerated.

The ominous energy was shattered, the mottled impurities were removed, and the pure energy was fed back to the Heavenly Ranking of Life and Death itself.