Chapter 474: Feasting All Directions, Beheading the Human Emperor Hall Envoy

Chapter 474: Feasting the Four Corners, Slaying the Envoy of the Human Emperor Hall

A furious roar swept through Ghost Pass.

For millions of miles around, cultivators seemed to hear that single bellow.

Then, a radiant darkness burst forth within Ghost Pass.

Like a mass of pitch-black, incomprehensible light exploding.

Heaven and earth trembled; spiritual energy surged like tidal waves.

Countless cultivators shivered, some with faces full of shock.

“This level…”

“What rank of experts are clashing here?”

A Yang God Venerable wondered: “Is this… Ghost Pass, that Banner Master making a move?”

“Could it be that the Human Emperor Hall envoy has done something major again?”

“Wait… where is the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner?”

A Yang God Venerable blinked in the void, a storm rising in his heart.

At the same time, in Demon Pass, countless cultivators turned their gazes toward Ghost Pass.

“Damn, that Human Emperor Hall envoy is a ruthless one—he actually destroyed the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner!” Ziyuan Daxue said in shock, not forgetting to spit out mushrooms as she spoke.

“Doesn’t that mean now is the best time for us to attack Ghost Pass?” An Xunlu, though love-struck, also had a strong sense of ambition; of course, she added, “With an envoy like that, how dare Blood Robe compare himself to him!”

Ziyuan Xiaolu glared at An Xunlu, clutching her clothes, racking her brain but finding no excuse to defend Senior Brother Blood Robe.

In truth, seeing the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner vanish, Ziyuan Xiaolu immediately recalled how she had once worked for her senior brother, finding the Tiankun Wonderland where the banner could be observed.

There might be a connection between the two.

Senior Brother Blood Robe certainly knew that Human Emperor Hall envoy!

This attack, this astonishing feat, owed something to Senior Brother Blood Robe—and also to her, Ziyuan Xiaolu, for her great contribution!

But her lips were sealed; she had promised Senior Brother Blood Robe not to reveal it.

Otherwise, she would surely make An Xunlu’s jaw drop!

Brother Black Sword… had he snatched the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner?

Bingjian let out a faint sigh: “In normal times, we would have rushed in to fight long ago, but now that the Black Demon Abyss has just submitted to the Taihuang Palace, what excuse do we have to go?”

The turmoil in Demon Pass was the perfect time to fish in troubled waters.

But now, even the Abyss Lord was playing the turtle; would they be courting death by going there?

Hearing this, An Xunlu lowered her head, a light flashing in her eyes: “Once Brother Black Sword becomes a Great Principle and takes charge of the Black Demon Abyss, we won’t have to endure this humiliation!”

The other prodigies nodded in agreement.

Clearly, they all had great faith in Black Sword.

Black Sword was the only heaven of the Black Demon Abyss.

Only, Black Sword had not yet grown to his full potential.

The Black Demon Abyss had to swallow its pride for a while longer.

“A single Human Emperor Hall envoy can turn Ghost Prison Heaven upside down. If Brother Black Sword becomes a Great Principle, even the Taihuang Palace will have to show us respect!” said one prodigy.

Now, new voices were spreading within the Black Demon Abyss.

The Abyss Lord’s submission was for the greater plan, to buy time for Black Sword’s growth.

Without a Great Principle who grasped the supreme principle, the Black Demon Abyss would only be cannon fodder in the Linya Molt, with no say.

Otherwise, the Linya Molt had not yet begun, and the sacred lands were in turmoil; conflicts like those between the Black Demon Abyss and Ghost Prison Heaven were not uncommon.

But looking back, those forces with Supreme Venerables sitting in power remained unmoved.

That was their foundation, their confidence.

“The humiliation now is only for a bright future!”

“Suffer now, and sweetness will come later!”

The prodigies discussed among themselves.

Unlike the prodigies’ reflections, the Yang God Venerables’ attention was all on the Human Emperor Hall envoy’s theft of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner.

That was enough to shock every Yang God.

Offensive creation treasures were the supreme foundation of a sacred land.

Yet the Human Emperor Hall envoy could steal an offensive creation treasure like the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner.

Such means were too mysterious, too astonishing.

Even a Supreme Venerable could not steal one-third of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner’s main body from Ghost Prison Heaven.

Yet the Human Emperor Hall envoy had managed it.

How could this not terrify people?

Did it mean that if the Human Emperor Hall envoy wished, he could even steal their offensive creation treasures?

“This Human Emperor Hall envoy is truly mysterious!”

“But he is too bold. Standing out like this, once the Linya Molt begins, the Taihuang Palace will surely deal with him first!”

“Search through ancient texts, and no such force can be found.”

…

Within the Tiankun Wonderland.

Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thankfully, I returned safely!”

A hint of surprise gleamed in his eyes.

This was one-third of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner’s main body.

Combined with his own half-finished Human Emperor Banner, it meant he could almost forge the offensive creation treasure, the Human Emperor Banner.

“Alright, time to get to work. Forging the Human Emperor Banner will give me more confidence in the grand plan.”

Without hesitation, Qi Yuan became focused.

His gaze fell upon the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner.

Suddenly, a terrifying figure emerged from within the banner, its momentum astonishing, charging straight at Qi Yuan.

In the Tiankun Wonderland, the low-level cultivators there suddenly felt as if a great calamity was descending.

Such might was too frightening.

“What’s happening?”

“This aura… could it be a Yang God Venerable?”

The force of this counterattack was as formidable as a strike from the Great Principle itself.

This offensive creation of a miraculous treasure, daily refined by the banner master, was in a sense inseparable from him—they were one and the same.

And now, facing the counterattack of the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, Qi Yuan let out a cold shout: “You’ve entered my home, and you still want to strike me?”

A tremendous pressure swept forth, and the blow comparable to the Great Principle was effortlessly neutralized.

Qi Yuan stomped down on the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner, suppressing the soul envoy beneath his foot.

The banner struggled incessantly, but riddled with flaws, it could not break free.

As if struck by a thought, he suddenly called out loudly: “Everyone, do not panic. I am refining a treasure, and it may cause some commotion. Rest assured… it will not harm you.

If anyone is kept awake by the noise, silently recite the word ‘sleep’ in your heart, and I will make you fall asleep instantly!”

Qi Yuan was quite considerate.

Refining a treasure would inevitably bring ceaseless rumbling and frequent strange phenomena.

What if it disturbed the cultivators or disrupted the sleep of mortals?

He had to give advance notice and find a solution at the same time.

At that moment, the cultivators of Tiankun Qidi heard this voice and all breathed a sigh of relief.

“So it’s that lord who has returned!”

“What treasure is the lord refining?”

“Such immense power!”

Many cultivators turned their gaze toward Qi Yuan’s location, curiosity written on their faces.

A Yang God refining a treasure—they had never witnessed such a thing.

Meanwhile, among the mortals, many were also astonished.

One of them, a youth clad in animal skins who had been trying to reverse his day-night cycle to restore normal sleep, showed a look of wild joy: “Sleep!”

He fell asleep at once.

In the days that followed, Tiankun Qidi was especially lively.

Every day, it seemed as though celestial music descended, with thousands of great scholars debating scriptures and tens of thousands of Buddhas chanting sutras.

The scriptures were obscure and difficult, yet they carried the resonance of the Great Dao.

From time to time, the howls of evil spirits and lost souls rang out, quite terrifying.

For the first six months, the cultivators were fearful and afraid, but as time passed, they gradually grew accustomed.

Gazing into the distance, one could see that to the northeast of Tiankun Qidi, countless terrifying souls seemed to roar and wail, as if it were a purgatory.

“Truly worthy of a Yang God artifact—so terrifying!”

“A mere wisp of this leaked aura could probably throw Tiankun into chaos!”

“I wonder why, but this aura feels familiar—somewhat like the Ten Thousand Soul Banner of Ghost Control Heaven!”

“Could it be that this lord is a cultivator from Ghost Control Heaven?”

“Alas, with this lord refining his treasure, the exit from Tiankun Qidi has been sealed.”

At this thought, some were filled with fear.

For that was Ghost Control Heaven.

Cultivators of Ghost Control Heaven, when refining the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, often annihilated an entire realm of cultivators, drawing their souls into the banner.

Meanwhile, in Ghost Control Heaven.

The banner master sat high in the void.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner trembled incessantly, and a piercing light flashed in his eyes.

The surrounding Yang God Heavenly Venerables all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his gaze.

“Hiding in a strange land—do you think I cannot find you?”

The banner master’s voice was thick with rage.

The Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner was his lifebound treasure.

Through it, he could vaguely determine that the envoy of the Human Emperor Hall was concealed within some strange land.

As for which strange land, that was still unknown.

But given time, he would soon locate it.

“Stealing the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner will come at a price!”

As he confirmed the banner’s location, he also contacted the Taihuang Palace.

For he had conceived the intent to kill, to slay the envoy of the Human Emperor Hall, or at least imprison and seal him.

With his own power, he could not accomplish this, so he needed to seek aid from the Taihuang Palace.

After about a hundred breaths of time.

A phantom descended upon Ghost Control Heaven.

All the Yang God Heavenly Venerables bowed in salute upon seeing it.

The banner master of Ghost Control Heaven quickly said: “Greetings, True Origin Heavenly Venerable!”

This True Origin Heavenly Venerable was the foremost figure beneath the Great Sun in the Taihuang Palace.

“The Great Sun has said that this envoy of the Human Emperor Hall is not of the Great Principle,” True Origin Heavenly Venerable spoke, his voice like a great bell.

Hearing this, all the Yang God Heavenly Venerables were momentarily stunned.

“He is not of the Great Principle?”

“How is that possible? If he is not of the Great Principle, how could he so easily slay a Principle?”

“If he is not of the Great Principle, then what am I?” one Principle Yang God said bitterly.

Ghost Crime Heavenly Venerable and Ghost Origin Heavenly Venerable also looked astonished.

If the envoy of the Human Emperor Hall was not of the Great Principle, how could he have fought them to a draw?

“The number of Great Principles in the world has neither increased nor decreased, and… as I observe, he bears no mark of the Great Principle. Therefore, he may be an anomaly from beyond the Immortal Realm—possessing the combat power of a Great Principle, yet not one himself.”

True Origin Heavenly Venerable declared.

Hearing this, a murderous intent surged in the banner master’s eyes: “No mark of the Great Principle… does that mean… I can slay him?”

When one reaches the realm of the Great Principle, a mark of the Great Principle appears on their person.

This mark is intimately connected to the will of the Immortal Dao. For this reason, ordinary battles between Great Principles cannot harm each other.

Only by using offensive creation-type miraculous treasures can one carve cracks into the mark of the Great Principle.

Of course, if a Supreme Venerable intervened, they could easily erase the mark of the Great Principle and then slay the opponent.

Having said this, the banner master then shook his head.

The other party was too slippery.

Though he could kill him, he simply could not catch him.

"This is the Tai Xi Talisman; once it appears, an instant becomes eternity.

If he lacks a Reality-level Supreme Truth, this eternal time can only entangle you, not allow escape."

Zhenyuan Heavenly Venerable made his move, and an ordinary talisman fell into the Banner Lord's hand.

The Yang God Heavenly Venerables present changed color upon hearing this.

"This is actually the Tai Xi Talisman!"

"This talisman comes from the hand of Great Sun—this Human Emperor Hall Envoy... is doomed!"

The Banner Lord received the Tai Xi Talisman, his gaze profound: "Rest assured, Zhenyuan Heavenly Venerable, with this Tai Xi Talisman, I shall personally behead him!"

Since the opponent lacked the moment of a Great Supreme Truth, naturally he had no Reality-level Supreme Truth, and could only fight him.

Moreover, even a Reality-level Supreme Truth might not necessarily break free from the Tai Xi Talisman forged by Great Sun.

What Great Sun comprehended was the Supreme Supreme Truth, and at the Rune-level.

Thus, that Human Emperor Hall Envoy surely could not leave.

He possessed an offensive Creation Divine Treasure; even by attrition, he would grind the opponent to death.

"Await your good news." With these words from Zhenyuan Heavenly Venerable, his phantom dissipated.

A smug expression welled up in the Banner Lord's eyes.

"I shall feast the four corners; I will slay the Human Emperor Hall Envoy!"

The Banner Lord spoke, brimming with confidence.

If the opponent hid in a wonderland and refused to emerge, he would simply devour that wonderland.

Or even, he could descend into the wonderland and slay the opponent.

As for confirming the Human Emperor Hall Envoy's location, it was merely a matter of time.

After all, the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner was one with him; with a few days of careful search, he could find the opponent's position.

"As you command!"

The other Yang God Heavenly Venerables heard this and rejoiced in their hearts.

Ghost Imperial Heaven would finally wipe away its disgrace.

These Yang God Heavenly Venerables vanished like flowing light.

About a day later, news of the Banner Lord's feast spread to the great sacred lands.

Within White Dragon Abyss.

The veiled, enchanting woman had laughter in her eyes.

"The Banner Lord wants to slay that Human Emperor Hall Envoy and feast the four corners—interesting."

Her smile carried a hint of wariness.

The Banner Lord's strength was on par with hers.

She knew she was not enough to slay a Great Supreme Truth.

Yet the Banner Lord had such confidence—clearly... the Taihuang Palace had a hand in this.

"I might as well go watch the excitement!"

Moon God Palace.

Yuehua Heavenly Venerable's gaze was deep, tinged with hidden worry: "I will not go!"

She refused outright.

Within Divine Luo Heaven, the Heavenly Lord stood tall and majestic, shrouded in mist that obscured his visage.

"Soon a Great Supreme Truth will fall? It seems... during this Lin Ya Molt, perhaps more than one Supreme Venerable may perish."

As for other powers with Supreme Venerables in residence, they only sent second- or third-tier representatives, and most did not dispatch Yang God Heavenly Venerables.

Meanwhile, within Demon Pass, Ziyuan Xiaolu's expression was tense.

Demon Pass and Ghost Pass were close; news of Ghost Imperial Heaven's feast naturally reached their ears swiftly.

"Is Ghost Imperial Heaven so bold as to feast the four corners? Are they not afraid the Human Emperor Hall Envoy will hear and flee?"

"Alas, this matter surely involves Taihuang Palace's meddling; otherwise, how could Ghost Imperial Heaven be so confident!"

"The Human Emperor Hall Envoy was too arrogant, even seizing the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Banner—it seems this time... he is doomed."

"The outcome is undecided; how can you be so certain?" Ziyuan Daxue said casually, then suddenly noticed Ziyuan Xiaolu and asked softly, "Xiaolu, why the sour face? Are you worried about that Human Emperor Hall Envoy?"

"No." Ziyuan Xiaolu was somewhat anxious, "Senior Sister Daxue, can you contact Senior Blood Robe? I just went to his cave dwelling to look for him, but he wasn't there."

Ziyuan Daxue shook her head: "That fellow comes and goes like a ghost; who knows where he is?"

Hearing this, Ziyuan Xiaolu grew extremely anxious.

She even suspected that Senior Blood Robe might be with the Human Emperor Hall Envoy.

Of course, this was all her own speculation.

It was also possible that Senior Blood Robe did not know the Human Emperor Hall Envoy at all.

"What is it? You seem urgent—something important?" Ziyuan Daxue looked at Ziyuan Xiaolu.

Ziyuan Xiaolu shook her head, her expression disappointed: "No."

Suddenly, she thought of something and asked softly, "Senior Sister Daxue, can you contact the Ancestor?"

"No." Ziyuan Daxue also shook her head, "Just now, news from Ghost Imperial Heaven came; the Abyss Lord summoned all the Yang God Heavenly Venerables, probably discussing something important."

Hearing this, Ziyuan Xiaolu's face turned bitter, like a frostbitten eggplant.

"Xiaolu, what exactly is it? Do you think Blood Robe is in danger?" Ziyuan Daxue asked.

From Ziyuan Xiaolu's words, she inferred many things.

"No... no." Ziyuan Xiaolu denied it.

After all, she had promised Senior Blood Robe that no matter what, she would not reveal their secret.

What if Senior Blood Robe had nothing to do with the Human Emperor Hall Envoy but was planning something else?

If she leaked it and hindered Senior Blood Robe's important matter, that would be bad.

"Oh you, don't worry about that Blood Robe fellow; even if the Ancestor is in danger, he won't be." Ziyuan Daxue said casually, "That guy has a vicious tongue—I've never seen anyone who curses that one in Taihuang Palace every day yet lives so long."

A Supreme Venerable must not be insulted or cursed.

Even if Ziyuan Daxue disliked that one in Taihuang Palace, she dared not curse.

But that Blood Robe fellow cursed fiercely.

Yet he remained safe and sound for so long—if he didn't have some tricks up his sleeve, that would be impossible.

Hearing this, Ziyuan Xiaolu felt slightly reassured: "I hope Senior Blood Robe is fine."

Meanwhile.

Within Tiankun Wonderland.

The forging of the Human Emperor Banner continued.

Qi Yuan was focused and earnest, unaware that the banner master of Guiyu Tian was hosting a feast on all sides, plotting to slay him.

In any case, his right brow did not twitch, which meant all was well.

At this moment, the Tiankun Wonderland was rife with strange phenomena.

The once hellish soul envoys had all transformed dramatically.

They now donned golden armor or holy radiant mail, looking majestic and awe-inspiring.

Greed, slaughter, and evil had vanished, replaced by righteousness and openness.

The forging of the Human Emperor Banner was now only one step away from completion.

After an unknown span of time, Qi Yuan opened his eyes and let out a great shout.

“Nether Soul Heavenly Division, heed my command!”

At his voice, the vast army of nether souls suddenly burst forth with holy light.

As if favored by the Heavenly Dao, they changed from soul-reaping emissaries of the underworld into heroic spirit generals guarding the celestial palace.

“Enter my Human Emperor Banner, protect our human lands!”

“Enter my Human Emperor Banner, sweep away the evil of the immortal realm!”

“Enter my Human Emperor Banner, rectify the moral order of the human path!”

With Qi Yuan’s roar, the boundless army of nether souls marched in unison, their divine might like an ocean, plunging fiercely into the Human Emperor Banner.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

The terrifying cries of slaughter swept through simultaneously.

As if countless extravagant special effects were scattered.

Countless heroic spirits entered, and the Human Emperor Banner, at this moment, blazed with brilliant light, transforming into a tattered robe-like banner stained with blood.

But though the banner was torn, its spirit was eternal.

Qi Yuan held the Human Emperor Banner, his eyes filled with satisfaction as he gazed upon his creation.

“If I were to smash someone with this banner, wouldn’t they end up black and blue?”

At last, he now possessed his own offensive miraculous treasure.

In the Sixth Heaven, he had gained even greater combat strength!

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Synopsis:

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…

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(End of chapter)