Spiritual energy resurgence? My former empress wife has also revived!

How could this be? How could this happen?!

Previously, what stood before them was a thin, frail old man.

In the blink of an eye, the old man with the mortal body transformed into a saint with the strength of the Taiqing Realm, and even defeated the three Taiqing Realm saints, forcing them to retreat step by step.

Now, the Confucian sage summoned two books from afar, and those two books turned out to be the Supreme Dao Weapon!

Were we all deceived?

This person is a wolf in sheep's clothing, a hidden master from the Taiqing Realm. He discovered the ancient god long ago and then kept him as his own.

If that's the case, why fight to the death? We can study it together!

No matter how much these Taiqing Realm cultivators pondered, they simply couldn't believe that Qin Zijun in front of them was really only seventy years old, that he was truly a mortal, and that he was really about to die.

Even powerful beings in the Taiqing Realm dare not believe that something is true when they encounter something beyond their knowledge and common sense.

They only dared to guess that Qin Zijun was a reclusive master, but dared not think about the supreme power of the Confucian cultivation method!

"Senior, wait a moment, we have something to say!"

Master Qingshan and Master Xuanyue shouted loudly.

Qin Zijun has forged an unparalleled Dao weapon and has already reached the pinnacle of Taiqing cultivation.

However, the two of them are still a long way from condensing supreme Dao weapons, so it is not wrong for them to call Qin Zijun "senior".

Qin Zijun ignored her and simply shook her head and smiled.

The two books, "De" and "Li," suddenly merged together, like two ancient divine mountains becoming one, transforming into a heaven-overturning seal that crashed down on the head of the Green Mountain Immortal.

In an instant,

The world was completely silent, except for the continuous rumbling of the Great Dao's order collapsing and reforming.

Master Aoyama felt an unimaginable, terrifying pressure descending from the sky, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing, as if the entire 'sky' had pressed down on him.

Even if the galaxy around her is upside down, and the three thousand small worlds are constantly changing and dying, she cannot escape the principle of the collapse of the heavens!

In the two books, "De" and "Li", the densely packed characters are transformed into the laws and rituals of Heaven, binding the Daoist bones of the True Man of Green Mountain like iron chains.

This beautiful woman, who appeared to be in her early thirties, struggled with all her might, but was completely unable to break free from the Supreme Dao Soldier's restraints.

Under her desperate expression, her body cracked inch by inch, and cracks spread across her beautiful face, like shattered glass or exquisite porcelain being squeezed by external forces.

"Click—"

With a crisp sound, her physical body exploded completely under the immense pressure, turning into a bloody pulp and ashes.

A Saint of the Taiqing Realm has fallen!

Even with her Dao Lord realm cultivation, Wang Shu couldn't get any closer to the enemy in this level of combat.

The restrictions that the three Taiqing Realm experts had jointly set up were now protecting her from harm.

Qin Zijun's deliberate distancing was what prevented Wang Shu from being caught in the crossfire of the battle between the four Taiqing Realm experts.

The Moon Goddess, her beautiful eyes sparkling, stared blankly as Qin Zijun slaughtered everyone in his path.

At this moment, Qin Zijun's invincible demeanor seemed to remind her of the final battle in the ancient heavens.

Although Qin Zijun is still far from being the "Primordial Great Luo Heaven", he has already acquired some of the demeanor of that "Heaven".

Master Xuan Yue was greatly alarmed. His primordial energy surged, and he tried to escape into the void.

Qin Zijun stepped forward, laughing heartily, holding the "Virtue" book in her right hand and the "Principle" book in her left and right hands.

His body suddenly swelled up, his muscles bulged like cast bronze, and nine lines on his skin shone with indescribable colors.

Qin Zijun roared, pouring his literary and magical energy into the two books, causing them to merge once more, becoming as weighty as the history of heaven and earth.

Qin Zijun raised the book high with both hands and, with the force of a thunderbolt, slammed it down on Xuan Yue Zhenren's head.

There are no fancy tricks or mysterious supernatural powers; it is simply the purest form of force!

The primordial energy emanating from Xuan Yue Zhenren could not stop the heavy scroll in the slightest.

The primordial energy surged into the book and vanished in an instant.

Before Xuan Yue Zhenren could react, he instinctively raised his arms, trying to block the heavy book.

"Bang!"

The two books slammed into Master Xuan Yue's hastily raised arm, producing a metallic clang.

The sage of the Taiqing Realm was wincing in pain; his arms were broken into pieces, and the intense pain contorted his face.

Qin Zijun pressed on, and the two thick books came crashing down on her like bricks.

With one smash, Xuan Yue Zhenren coughed up blood from his forehead.

The second blow shattered Xuan Yue Zhenren's skull.

With a third smash, the head of the Taiqing Realm Saint, possessing boundless wisdom and magical power, was forcefully driven into his chest cavity.

Despite such injuries, Master Xuanyue was not dead; he merely staggered backward.

Qin Zijun, having gained the upper hand, continued to smash the book down, each blow carrying the weight of etiquette and the substance of physics!

Xuan Yue Zhenren's body was smashed and flattened inch by inch until the last blow landed, leaving this Taiqing Realm Saint with nothing but a bloody mess.

Having consecutively slain two Taiqing Realm cultivators, Qin Zijun's momentum had reached its peak. He suddenly looked up at the last and strongest cultivator, Tianfa Zhenren.

Qin Zijun had already managed to integrate her essence, energy, and even her final years into this most glorious moment of her life.

He absolutely cannot leave any trouble for Wang Shu or his disciples; Master Tianfa must die here!

Master Tianfa witnessed the successive deaths of his two fellow practitioners. Although he was shocked, he felt no fear.

As someone who had also forged an unparalleled Dao weapon and dominated the world at the peak of the Taiqing Realm, how could he have any fear!

He now knew perfectly well what kind of power was contained within that seemingly old and decaying body before him.

It was a pure violence that transcended realms and crushed the laws.

When Master Qingshan and Master Xuanyue died, he had already summoned his supreme Daoist army.

But as he made a fist with both hands, thunder roared across the heavens and earth, as if a calamity had descended upon the world.

A bolt of purple lightning descended from the sky, landing between his hands and transforming into a spear formed from heavenly tribulation lightning.

The spear was engraved with patterns of celestial tribulation, and its tip crackled with annihilating lightning capable of obliterating everything.

The Heavenly Tribulation is the most feared calamity for all cultivators.

The one who controls the Heavenly Tribulation controls the laws of Heaven, hence he calls himself the True Man of Heavenly Law.

The profound and wondrous techniques he cultivated were a supreme thunder magic!

It was with this supreme weapon that True Man Tianfa firmly established himself as the number one person in the Eastern Emperor Realm, suppressing the prestige of True Man Qingshan and True Man Xuanyue under his spear.

The spear flashed like a dragon, and heavenly lightning swept across the vast world.

The void shattered, lightning flashed, and thunder resounded throughout the entire Eastern Emperor Realm, as if a calamity was descending from heaven and earth to shatter all living beings!

The thunderous roar of countless drums shook people's minds, and a bolt of lightning pierced straight towards Qin Zijun's chest.

Qin Zijun neither dodged nor avoided, and opened the "Virtue" and "Reason" books in her hands once again.

The spear, formed from the heavenly tribulation, was bound by chains and could not break free for a time.

Lightning exploded, like wild snakes dancing wildly.

Qin Zijun took a deep breath, and the muscles in his body vibrated with his breathing.

He raised the book "Reason" high with his right hand, roared angrily, and slammed it down on the spear!

With a deafening roar, hair-thin cracks appeared on the Heavenly Tribulation Spear.

The Heavenly Law Master's face contorted as he suddenly channeled his primordial energy into the spear.

The Heavenly Tribulation Spear broke free of its restraints, and its lightning surged, engulfing Qin Zijun's entire body in conjunction with the lightning tribulation that struck from the sky!

Despite the heavenly tribulation descending upon him, Qin Zijun did not dodge. He used his physical body to withstand the Taiqing Heavenly Tribulation, holding a book in each hand. He stepped forward, shattering the heavenly light with each step.

"drink!"

He roared again, using the book as a hammer to repeatedly strike the same crack on the gun barrel.

Each fall resonates with both ritual and physics, as if the forces of the entire universe were gathered together.

After several shots, the gun bent in the middle.

Qin Zijun suddenly gripped both ends of the gun with both hands, and his body swelled up again. With a piercing sound, he actually broke the Heavenly Tribulation Spear in two with the strength of his own body!

This supreme weapon, which had accompanied the Heavenly Law True Man and dominated the Eastern Emperor Realm for three thousand years, was broken in two!

The broken gun barrel transformed into a shower of lightning that scattered across the sky.

The Heavenly Law True Man coughed up blood, his face turned pale, and his spirit was weak.

The destruction of the supreme Dao weapon signifies a decline in his cultivation level.

At this moment, he was no longer the unparalleled peak of the Taiqing realm; he could only be considered an ordinary Taiqing realm cultivator.

As a cultivator at the Taiqing Realm, Tianfa Zhenren had no intention of kneeling and begging for mercy; his dignity wouldn't allow it.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

Run! Get out of here first, then we can plan our next move!

If he can no longer stay in the Eastern Emperor Realm, he can cross the star sea and travel to the other three realms.

The restrictions that the three Taiqing Realm Saints had jointly set up with all their might had now become a death warrant.

They had originally set up the barrier together to prevent Wang Shu from escaping, but now it blocked Tianfa Zhenren.

It will take some time to break the restriction.

But what Tianfa Zhenren lacks now is time.

Qin Zijun's last remaining will manifested as a punch.

When that punch was unleashed, it seemed as if the Great Dao collapsed into a single point on the fist peak, and it also seemed as if he saw the phantom of millions of people bowing in worship.

That is propriety, that is reason, that is the essence of humanity!

If Heaven had feelings, it too would grow old; the vicissitudes of life are the true path of humanity!

Qin Zijun's fist pierced through Tianfa Zhenren's chest.

Even as he lay dying, the once all-powerful Heavenly Law Master still wore an expression of bewilderment and disbelief.

He could never understand, even in his dying moments, why this old man, who was on his deathbed, would display such an invincible and terrifying figure!

"boom--"

His body exploded, and the last and strongest Taiqing Realm cultivator in the Eastern Emperor Realm of this world perished.

The lightning that enveloped the Eastern Emperor Realm dissipated, as if it had never existed.

At that moment, Qin Zijun poured out all her energy and spirit.

His tall and imposing figure transformed once again into that thin and aged appearance.

Qin Zijun put away the two books, "Virtue" and "Principle," and looked down at his old, wrinkled hands.

It contained both the blood of a saint from the Taiqing Realm and his own mortal blood.

Qin Zijun did not turn around. He gently put his hands behind his back, like a teacher in a school checking students' homework, and slowly descended towards Shouhu Lake.