Chapter 166: With My Words, Condense the Laws of Heaven and Earth

Chapter 166: With My Words, I Condense the Laws of Heaven and Earth

Time passed but a single breath, yet it felt like an entire day.

The crowd gazed upon the six fallen Yin Gods before them, as if still trapped in a dream.

Six Yin Gods, utterly powerless to resist, were effortlessly slain.

That overwhelming force of suppression, that ability to render Yin Gods helpless.

Beyond the Divine Domain, the woman in white could conceive no other explanation.

Only a Grand Venerable could manifest a Divine Domain.

The Blood Robe Sword God... how had he suddenly become a Grand Venerable?

The woman in white’s heart was in turmoil.

The Great Wisdom True Lord, however, wore a contemplative expression.

Xu Tongchen, on the other hand, found it unremarkable.

What was this?

Back then, the falling sun had struck him with far greater awe.

“Father is truly formidable,” Qi Jianjun said, clenching her little pink fist with pride, not a trace of a Yin God’s arrogance in her.

Behind her, the members of the suona troupe gazed with fervent eyes.

Qi Yuan reached out his hand, and instantly seven or eight storage pouches fell into his grasp.

His divine sense swept into the pouches, and a smile crept into his eyes.

“Contraband confiscated.”

He was delighted.

This was what he called pure moonlight!

Within these pouches were six Heaven-grade cultivation techniques, and most importantly, two of them were mid-grade Heaven-level, each worth ten of the lower grade.

“Seeing how sensible you’ve been, I specially grant you permission to settle in Wangyue Continent and become part of it.”

Qi Yuan looked at the corpses of the Yin Gods.

Under his gaze, the bodies turned into something like fertilizer, dissolving into the dust.

“‘The Yin God is not a heartless thing; turned to spring mud, it nurtures the flowers more.’” Qi Yuan couldn’t help reciting a poem.

These Yin Gods were truly good people.

Originally, Wangyue Continent was so broken that aside from the High Priest, not even a single Purple Mansion cultivator could emerge.

Now, with this added fertilizer, it was a boon for the continent.

The woman in white watched this scene, long silent.

Then, Qi Yuan closed his eyes. The crowd watched him, daring not to speak.

A breath passed, and he opened his eyes again: “There are still thirteen million Mara troops left to deal with.”

Hearing this, the woman in white quickly said, “I will personally lead the forces to eliminate the remaining Mara army.”

The power of Wangyue Continent was insufficient to face the Mara horde.

Only she, a Yin God, could race across the land, slaying endlessly, to wipe out the millions of Mara.

“Why go to such trouble?” Qi Yuan chuckled. “Since they dared to come to my home, let them all stay as flower fertilizer.”

The woman in white was puzzled.

The Blood Robe Sword God was powerful, with the strength of a Grand Venerable, but to kill these Mara troops without harming Wangyue Continent would be immensely troublesome.

Unless he used brute force.

At that moment, Qi Yuan soared into the air again, his blood-red robe rustling in the wind.

The light of the sun and moon froze at that instant, converging upon Qi Yuan alone.

A vast voice resounded in that very moment.

“All beings of the earth, the myriad creatures, are under my control.”

The ancient Qichun tree trembled; snowflakes danced wildly.

Rivers flowed backward; deserts surged.

Every living thing on Wangyue Continent now turned involuntarily toward Qi Yuan’s direction.

Humans, animals, and beasts alike—their eyes burned with fervor, their expressions filled with awe.

The vast voice spread across the entire Wangyue Continent.

All the Mara troops looked up at the sky, faces blank with confusion.

In the Canglan Realm stronghold on Wangyue Continent, Gu Xiaoyao, a Heaven’s Mandate Foundation cultivator, looked up, his eyes dazed: “What is this?”

The Divine Infant cultivators were equally bewildered, utterly unaware of what was happening.

“That’s... the voice of the Blood Robe Sword God!” a prodigy gritted out, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

They did not know what was to come, but they could sense that something terrifying was about to unfold.

At this moment, the woman in white’s eyes widened as she stared at Qi Yuan, her gaze filled with incomprehension.

She clearly saw the world’s origin trembling and stirring.

How had the Blood Robe Sword God made the world’s origin boil?

Even a Grand Venerable could not achieve such a feat.

The vast voice resounded once more.

“With my words, I condense the laws of heaven and earth!”

“Lord of Thunder, Mother of Lightning, the Five Sacred Mountains and rivers, the creations of heaven and earth—all heed my command!”

“Slay the Mara!”

The vast voice rang out, and in an instant, the entire Wangyue Continent transformed into a divine prison.

The whole sky darkened; sun and moon lost their light; the myriad stars were veiled by black clouds.

Within the black clouds, thunder rolled, like colossal beasts roaring, and ferocious deities howling.

On the clouds, two primordial deities materialized out of thin air, born from the will of Heaven’s Dao.

“Lord of Thunder receives the command!”

“Mother of Lightning receives the command!”

From the mountains and the Five Peaks, rumbling sounds arose, as if ancient gods were awakening and shrieking.

“The Five Peaks receive the command!”

All things in heaven and earth, every created being, at that moment received the decree of Heaven’s Dao and were fully roused.

“The Wei River receives the command!”

"Xuanyuan forbids the decree!"

"Heaven's doom obeys the decree!"

All living beings and myriad things, as if suddenly endowed with souls, awakened from slumber, each responding to the will of Heaven's Way.

A snap of the fingers came: "Strike up the music!"

A flash of sharp light gleamed in the eyes of Great Wisdom True Lord, and the sound of the suona horn arose—bleak, joyous, and solemn.

The woman in white froze for an instant, then hurriedly joined in the music.

Then, across the entire Moon-Gazing Continent, one terrifying figure after another appeared.

They seemed like primordial deities slumbering since ancient times.

"By the command of High Heaven, slay Mara!"

Thunderbolts tore across the sky, and the pitch-black world finally welcomed light.

Above the firmament, dense bolts of thunder pierced through space.

Looking up at the sky, that horrifying scene was a thousand, ten thousand times more staggering than a war among stars.

Countless thunderbolts, accompanied by those fearsome figures, descended into the Mara army.

Across the world, millions upon millions of Mara soldiers, utterly unaware of what had happened, were baptized by thunder and suppressed by the mountains and rivers.

No matter how they resisted, no matter how they fled, it was all in vain.

For they were fighting against the entire world!

How could they ever overcome the whole world?

"Thunder?"

"High Heaven is enraged!"

"Wailing... so many gods!"

"This is the embodiment of the World's Will!"

"Heaven is blind!"

"It's over, all over—the Heavenly Way of this world... has been devoured by a terrifying great being!"

"How can we oppose the might of heaven and earth?"

In merely three breaths, the millions of Mara soldiers scattered across the world fell entirely.

Heaven and earth still trembled, and the primordial source rejoiced, as if boiling for their supreme lord.

"Whoever dares trespass into my Moon-Gazing Continent shall be slain without mercy!"

The voice spread across the four seas and eight wastelands, to the ends of the earth and the corners of the ocean.

At the stronghold of the Canglan Realm, those prodigies who witnessed the revival of primordial deities and the sky full of divine thunder turned pale.

"Flee quickly!"

"The Blood-Robed Sword God is not human!"

These prodigies, along with some Nascent Soul cultivators, no longer cared about the great calamity or the stronghold at that moment; they all fled back to the Canglan Realm.

What had happened here was too terrifying.

They could hardly comprehend it.

But they knew it was absolutely horrifying.

At this moment, in the valley, Qi Yuan looked at the people behind him: "The killing is done; time to return."

Qi Jianjun gazed at Qi Yuan, her eyes curving into crescent moons: "Hehe, so I am truly Father's own daughter."

Behind her, Jiang Ya remained silent; what she had witnessed she had only glimpsed in ancient texts.

The Heavenly Way... only the Heavenly Way could explain this.

Was the Blood-Robed Sword God a great being who had devoured the Heavenly Way of the Moon-Gazing Continent?

The woman in white trembled.

Now, she understood completely.

She also understood why the Blood-Robed Sword God had asked her those questions by the lake back then.

The Blood-Robed Sword God before her was not human at all.

He was a ruthless god who dared to devour the Heavenly Way!

He had hidden himself in the Moon-Gazing Continent, and the great calamity of the Canglan Realm likely dared not extend here.

...

The Blood-Robed Alliance.

Meishan Elder wore a cloud of worry on his face.

Now, in the great hall, dozens of Purple Mansion cultivators had gathered, their expressions far from pleasant.

This meeting was meant to deal with the Water Cloud Palace and the conflict between the Blood-Robed Sword God and the Venerable Ye Qiong.

Unfortunately, only two-thirds had come; a third of the Purple Mansion cultivators had not shown up, and the implication was clear.

"I never expected Venerable Yun Ju to block the Water Cloud Palace. We must remember this favor," Meishan Elder said.

The Water Cloud Palace had come with fierce momentum, and with its Yin Spirit foundation, it was not something the newly founded Blood-Robed Alliance could handle.

"Venerable Yun Ju can hold off the Water Cloud Palace for a time, but not forever.

Once the battle between Venerable Ye Qiong and the Alliance Leader is decided, I fear the Water Cloud Palace..." an old man said, full of sorrow.

They had finally found an alliance leader to resist the great calamity together, but never expected that the leader's fate would soon be uncertain.

"It's all my fault. I should have persuaded the Alliance Leader not to offend Venerable Ye Qiong.

This time, Venerable Ye Qiong and Venerable You Qing have joined forces; the Alliance Leader's survival is uncertain." The Lord of Cloud Center Pavilion lamented, his face full of self-blame. "It's a pity we cannot enter the void realm and do not know the outcome now."

"Those two old scoundrels, Venerable Ye Qiong and Venerable You Qing, bullying the young with their age and outnumbering the few, cutting off the roots of our Cuiyun Continent—utterly detestable!" an old man fumed, his nose twisted with anger.

"Now is not the time for self-blame. We should consider how to deal with this calamity," Meishan said, then turned to Xu Yeli. "Old Xu, what do you think?"

Xu Yeli raised an eyebrow: "Who wins and who loses is still unknown.

I believe the Blood-Robed Sword God will prevail."

At these words, the entire hall was shocked.

After all, the Blood-Robed Sword God had been ambushed by two Yin Spirits.

Since two Yin Spirits dared to launch a sneak attack, they must have made thorough preparations.

Just then, suddenly, a Nascent Soul cultivator rushed in frantically.

"Bad news! A Yin Spirit has come!"

Meishan froze for a moment and asked instinctively: "Which one?"

"Venerable Tiger Roar!" the Nascent Soul cultivator named the Yin Spirit.

Meishan's heart suddenly sank, as if mourning a parent: "Has the Venerable come to kill us?"

Tiger Roar Venerable was the father of the Water Cloud Palace Lord’s wife, a Yin Spirit magnate.

His sudden appearance—was it not to kill them? Then what was he doing?

Yet, he felt a flicker of doubt.

A Yin Spirit had come… why did he not strike?

“Where is he?” There was no escape; Meishan asked in anguish.

“Tiger Roar Venerable is waiting outside the great hall, and sent me in to report.” This Nascent Soul cultivator had never seen a Yin Spirit magnate before and was already terrified out of his wits.

Meishan was stunned.

A Yin Spirit waiting outside the great hall?

How could this be so absurd?

“Go quickly and see what is happening!”

Meishan hurried out, and the Violet Mansion cultivators inside followed closely.

That was a Yin Spirit—if they kept him waiting too long, what if he grew angry and slaughtered them all?

Dozens of Violet Mansion cultivators rushed to the hall’s entrance.

They immediately saw an old man with crane-white hair and a childlike face, standing respectfully outside the great hall.

If not for the terrifying aura they sensed from him, they would never have believed that he was a Yin Spirit.

“We pay our respects to Tiger Roar Venerable!”

The group of Violet Mansion cultivators quickly came out, their expressions reverent.

They had vaguely heard that Tiger Roar Venerable had a very bad temper.

“No need for formalities, no need for formalities—all of you are fellow cultivators; this old man cannot accept such courtesy.” Tiger Roar Venerable chuckled, his smile exceedingly kind.

Meishan and the other Violet Mansion cultivators were inwardly astonished, unsure what Tiger Roar Venerable was up to; his attitude was far too strange.

At that moment, a look of pain and regret appeared on Tiger Roar Venerable’s face: “A father’s fault if his son is not taught well. That girl Ling Jiao was arrogant and overbearing, and she offended Senior Bloody Robe Sword God. She was killed by the senior—well killed, excellently killed!”

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and two Violet Mansion cultivators fell to the ground.

One was a man, the other a woman.

Both were bound with ropes, their bodies covered in dense wounds, looking utterly miserable.

When Meishan saw them, his pupils contracted.

These two were precisely the Water Cloud Palace Lord and his wife, both at the late Violet Mansion stage.

They had actually been tied up by Tiger Roar Venerable and brought here—it was truly baffling.

“This old man has been in seclusion, not concerning himself with worldly affairs for three hundred years.

Never did I expect that upon emerging from seclusion, I would hear that these two conspired with Ye Qiong Venerable to ambush Bloody Robe Sword God.

I have already crippled their cultivation and am escorting them to the Bloody Robe Alliance, to be dealt with by Bloody Robe Sword God as he sees fit!” As Tiger Roar Venerable spoke, he lashed the Water Cloud Palace Lord with a whip.

A terrifying bloody mark appeared; the strike contained a soul attack that an ordinary person could not withstand, yet the Water Cloud Palace Lord was like a dead pig, unable to make any sound.

Before a Yin Spirit, a cultivator at the late Violet Mansion stage had his life and death completely controlled.

Old Man Meishan fell silent, his mind churning, utterly unable to understand what had happened.

Could it be… that Bloody Robe Sword God had defeated Ye Qiong Venerable?

But even so, how could an old-school Venerable like Tiger Roar Venerable yield so easily?

Amidst their confusion, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged.

All the Violet Mansion cultivators felt the spiritual energy churning, as if a great figure was descending.

Then, in the sky, one terrifying figure after another appeared.

“Qing Mei Venerable requests an audience with Senior Bloody Robe Sword God!”

“Lei Chen Venerable requests an audience with Senior Bloody Robe Sword God!”

“Yun Ju Venerable requests an audience with Senior Bloody Robe Sword God!”

“So many Yin Spirits… Heavens, what is happening!” All the Violet Mansion cultivators were shaken, utterly clueless about what was going on.

These legendary Venerables had actually gathered at the Bloody Robe Alliance to seek an audience with Bloody Robe Sword God—how could they not be shocked!

……

“Shocking! Four Gods Descend, Gather at the Bloody Robe Alliance!”

“Just now, four Yin Spirits gathered at the Bloody Robe Alliance.

The specific reason is unknown. To find out what happens next, stay tuned!”

“??”

“Four Yin Spirits gathered at the Bloody Robe Alliance—what happened? Tell us the rest quickly!”

“Damn it, why did you stop talking!”

“You little brat, if this old man finds out where you live, I’ll definitely destroy you with a single spell!”

A single post drew the attention of countless people.

After all, four Yin Spirits gathering at the Bloody Robe Alliance was a major event among major events.

Generally, Yin Spirits did not reveal themselves; nearly ninety-nine percent of cultivators had never seen the lofty Yin Spirits in their lifetimes, only heard rumors of them.

On the Divine Flower Society’s forum, a post by a Nascent Soul cultivator could attract endless praise.

Now, four Yin Spirits gathering at the Bloody Robe Alliance—how could it not spark wild speculation?

Especially since, earlier, the Water Cloud Palace and the Bloody Robe Alliance had been in conflict.

It was suspected that Ye Qiong Venerable and You Qing Venerable had joined forces to attack Bloody Robe Sword God.

Could it be that the situation had taken a turn?

All cultivators were like ants on a hot pan; they didn’t even want to cultivate anymore, constantly refreshing the posts.

In the posts, all kinds of information appeared.

Some analyzed that the Bloody Robe Alliance possessed a powerful Yin Spirit artifact, which had drawn several Yin Spirits to fight over it.

Others said they had seen Tiger Roar Venerable hanging his son-in-law, the Water Cloud Palace Lord, outside the Bloody Robe Alliance.

In any case, all kinds of information existed, but none of it matched.

At that moment, in the Divine Flower Four Emperors group chat.

Rogue Immortal Venerable was extremely anxious: “Sister Iceberg Dominatrix, do you know what’s going on? Is Origin Heavenly Lord okay? He should be fine, right?”

After all, ever since the Water Cloud Palace declared war on the Bloody Robe Alliance, Rogue Immortal Venerable had been as frantic as an ant on a hot pan.

Unfortunately, his strength was too weak; he simply could not get involved in such major matters.

Iceberg Dominatrix said in the group: “Do you remember that Origin Heavenly Lord once said he had a Heavenly Dao Foundation?”

“A powerhouse like him having a Heavenly Dao Foundation—isn’t that normal?” Rogue Immortal Venerable was puzzled, not understanding what Iceberg Dominatrix meant by that.

"What I mean is, Origin Heavenly Lord's Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment is the real Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment!"

"What?" Rogue Immortal Venerable was dumbfounded, having no idea what that meant.

Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment was just Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, what could be the real one?

"He... swallowed a world's Heavenly Dao to establish his foundation!" Iceberg Overlord Lady said in a low voice.

"What, he actually swallowed the heavens?" Rogue Immortal Venerable was horrified. "Swallowing a Heavenly Dao, is he even human?"

He couldn't imagine it.

A cultivator who established their foundation using Heavenly Meridian Qi was someone he would look up to for his entire life.

Let alone swallowing a Heavenly Dao.

What kind of concept was that?

Well, Rogue Immortal Venerable had no concept.

But swallowing a realm's Heavenly Dao—such a terrifying existence was definitely far more powerful than a Yin God.

"Origin Heavenly Lord doesn't eat people, does he?" Rogue Immortal Venerable trembled.

If he even ate the Heavenly Dao, eating a person shouldn't be a big deal, right?

At that moment, Iceberg Overlord Lady's expression turned profound: "Do you remember what realm Origin Heavenly Lord said he was in?"

"Yuan Dan!" Rogue Immortal Venerable said.

Back then, Origin Heavenly Lord pretended to be a small fry at the Yuan Dan stage and met him in person.

But who would have thought he transformed into a Purple Mansion grandmaster?

That was already terrifying.

Later, when he heard that the Blood-Robed Sword God had slaughtered the Bright Palace, Rogue Immortal Venerable became somewhat numb.

That already displayed strength at the Yin God level.

And now, he had even swallowed the Heavenly Dao?

Rogue Immortal Venerable, that small fry, firmly believed Iceberg Overlord Lady's words.

"Do you remember what kind of Golden Core Origin Heavenly Lord said he formed?"

"Origin Heavenly Lord mentioned it on the forum—it seemed to be a star... Golden Core." As Rogue Immortal Venerable typed these words, his throat felt sore.

"Do you think... could Origin Heavenly Lord's Golden Core really be that sun in the sky?" Iceberg Overlord Lady asked in the group.

Rogue Immortal Venerable was completely at a loss.

In the past, he would have definitely said it was impossible.

But Origin Heavenly Lord had shattered his understanding time and again.

Could it be that someone really condensed the sun into a Golden Core?

That... how could it be?

He blinked, looking at the sun in the sky.

He couldn't comprehend how powerful one would have to be to turn the sun into a Golden Core.

But suddenly, something occurred to him.

"When an extra sun appeared in the sky, wasn't that when Origin Heavenly Lord said he broke through to Yuan Dan?"

(End of chapter)