Chapter 220

Chapter 220: Fragments of Rules

Standing shoulder to shoulder atop the main drum tower, Meng Feixian and Qi Wuhen gazed at the spirited middle-aged man dominating the heavens and earth. Qi Wuhen sighed with complex emotions. "Master’s flair is as striking as ever. When will I ever come to possess even a thousandth of his magnificence?"

Meng Feixian smiled faintly. "Your talents surpass even Emperor Venerable Four Extremes by far. Embracing immortality in the future is inevitable for you."

"With your assurance, Sister Meng, I am at ease."

Qi Wuhen grinned smugly.

Across the newborn realm, treasures flew wildly. Celestial grotto-heavens bloomed one after another, swelling from tiny sparks into full splendors visible to the world.

This spectacle made countless Emperor Venerables’ hearts race.

Each grotto-heaven manifested from a true immortal’s condensed inner world, brimming with immortal power. It was this power that had sustained the ancient divine clans for aeons, providing their foundations.

Now, as grotto-heavens revealed themselves, it signaled the reemergence of the ancient divine clans.

All watched, stunned by the countless grotto-heavens.

Each grotto-heaven signified one ancient divine clan. With hundreds of such clans bursting forth—how terrifying was this force?

Truly, the Yuan Realm’s ancestral home lived up to its legendary name!

Boom!

The Mistress of Hehuan Palace moved. She waved her fair hand, and the Seven-colored Feathers fluttered before her. A seven-colored divine light suddenly swept out. Her domain of the Great Dao unfurled; lust surged violently, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles.

Emperor Venerables and fearsome beasts within its radius trembled as the Seven Emotions and Six Desires erupted, clouding their minds.

Power of lust wove like fine threads into an ethereal net that entangled Emperor Venerable Four Extremes.

"Ahh… exquisite!"

A low groan of pleasure escaped Emperor Venerable Four Extremes. His expression grew salacious, wholly untouched by the tide of worldly desires.

"You truly are a vigorous slut!"

"Now it’s Granddaddy’s turn!"

Whoosh!

With a mere thought from Emperor Venerable Four Extremes, a crimson divine spear tore through the void! Its length bristled with savage, blood-red dragon scales. As magic surged through it, the scales flared open. The Great Dao of Slaughter shredded the Mistress’ domain of the Great Dao.

The spear pierced Hehuan Palace’s Mistress’ domain, smashed through her airship, and reduced hundreds of her disciples and dancing girls to clouds of blood mist.

The Mistress raised a palm to block—but the spear, adorned with those deadly scales, sliced through her hand and blasted her backward with savage force. She spat out mouthfuls of blood mid-air.

"Seems… rather mediocre," sneered Emperor Venerable Four Extremes, resting his spear like a walking staff. His gaze swept contemptuously across the other Emperor Venerables. "You pitiful parasites eyeing the Yuan Realm’s fortunes truly should learn your place."

"Daoist friend, could you be aiming to hoard these fortunes for yourself?" A white-bearded elder solemnly asked.

The middle-aged Daoist nun, her expression venomous, chimed in, "Fortunes fall to the fated. Your actions defy heaven’s order. Such arrogance invites an untimely doom!"

Heh heh heh… Emperor Venerable Four Extremes erupted in wild laughter. "In this world, how many souls could end Granddaddy’s existence? Not many, I think!"

Whoosh!

Suddenly, another treasure-light exploded from the depths of Godfall Ridge. Vast, majestic purple qi coiled through the heavens and earth, saturated with staggering amounts of fortune.

"The Taihuang Purple Gold Hammer?"

"That treasure of fortune from the Primordial Era?"

Dao King, Su Miao Zhen, Lin Qianmo, and Duobao Daoist’s eyes sharpened. This legendary treasure of fortune hailed from the Primordial Era. Once struck by the Taihuang Purple Gold Hammer, one’s fortune would be dispersed into nothingness.

Dao King’s eyes blazed intensely. Leaving Yan Duxing at the inn, he transformed into a streak of light, hurtling towards the Taihuang Purple Gold Hammer.

Swoosh!

Su Miao Zhen, her aura razor-sharp, transmuted into a streak of sword light as she too shot towards the treasure of fortune.

"Two more fools rushing to their deaths." Emperor Venerable Four Extremes’ gaze flickered, his interest piqued. "Not weak in power. Seems you’re not mere small fry."

"Four Poles Reincarnation!"

With a flick of his long spear, Emperor Venerable Four Extremes unleashed his cyclical power. Mighty as he was, he had only grasped the profundity of reincarnation; mastering the Reincarnation Dao itself remained beyond him.

However, this divine ability, Four Poles Reincarnation, was his unique creation. When executed by him, it was utterly incomparable to Qi Wuhen’s efforts—truly a difference between heaven and earth.

Boom!

His spear thrust out, seemingly unremarkable, leaving scarcely a ripple in the surrounding heaven and earth. Yet, Dao King and Su Miao Zhen found themselves instantly ensnared within his cyclical powers.

Spacetime warped abruptly.

The chill of early Spring lingered, yet myriad life forms surged with vitality. Countless divine spears blotted the sky and blanketed the earth as they attacked. Spear shadows multiplied, their momentum vast and majestic.

Su Miao Zhen’s elegant brows furrowed slightly. A flicker of her Divine Sense, and a flying sword soared from her Purple Palace. She unleashed the Sword Dao of Annihilation. Under its power, divine abilities crumbled and all life withered into silence, instantly shattering the first layer of Emperor Venerable Four Extremes’ cyclical power.

Faced with the Four Poles Reincarnation divine ability, Dao King remained unhurried. His left hand rested calmly behind his back while his right hand formed a fist seal. Vast, annihilating intent erupted instantly—he employed the Lifeless Killing Fist.

Crash!

This punch forged ahead, unrelenting and appearing exceedingly plain.

Yet, this seemingly simple punch struck true, piercing decisively through the core. It blasted apart three layers of spear intent and utterly shattered Emperor Venerable Four Extremes’ cyclical powers divine ability.

"Hahaha! Truly, masters!"

Emperor Venerable Four Extremes, his divine ability broken, felt no anger. Instead, intense exhilaration surged within him.

"This venerable grandfather has been trapped at Godfall Ridge for countless years, and finally, finally, encountered two individuals worthy of his full effort!"

"You two! Come at me together!"

Emperor Venerable Four Extremes beckoned them with a crook of his finger.

The faces of the Various Emperor Venerables twitched uncontrollably.

Dao King and Su Miao Zhen—either one was a paramount existence. Emperor Venerable Four Extremes actually wanted to challenge both at once?

Was this confidence… or sheer arrogance?

"Tedious." Dao King spat out two words. A sweep of his vast sleeve seemed to encompass the very world within its folds. His Divine Sense surged forth, directly aimed at seizing the Taihuang Purple Gold Hammer.

Clang!

At that precise moment, a sliver of sword light ripped through his Sleeve-Cosmos technique. Su Miao Zhen’s blade tore through Dao King’s sleeve and shredded his Divine Sense threads. Her jade-white hand stretched towards the treasure of fortune.

"Daoist friend Su, must you truly oppose me?" Dao King’s voice was icy.

Su Miao Zhen’s expression remained frosty. Her sword answered for her.

Clang!

Sword Qi abruptly surged, plunging heaven and earth into darkness as the sky filled with sword light. Su Miazhen pointed her sword at Dao King, launching thousands of swords simultaneously.

Dao King’s face grew grim as he channeled his Qi and blood to forcefully resist Su Miao Zhen’s Sword Dao of Annihilation.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sword beams rained down, causing Dao King’s flesh to burst under the onslaught, yet failing to breach his defenses.

They were evenly matched.

“These two whelps dare ignore this ancestor’s presence!”

Venerable Emperor Four Extremes, infuriated by their disregard, raged with fury.

He brandished his spear and plunged into the fray, instantly entangling the three supreme Emperor Venerables in chaotic combat.

“Truly spectacular,”

Great Emperor Ziwei clapped his hands and exclaimed, “I’m extremely fortunate to witness the clash of three supreme masters within my lifetime.”

“Brother Yu, this is merely the beginning,”

Ye Xu remarked lightly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Heaven and earth underwent tremendous explosions as their domains of the Great Dao shifted and clashed wildly. The three combatants remained deadlocked in a stalemate.

Yet, not a single Emperor Venerable dared approach their domains of the Great Dao to seize the treasure.

Unless they were immortals.

Dao King’s expression soured. The Taihuang Purple Gold Hammer was far too crucial to him; he absolutely could not abandon it. Yet, Su Miao Zhen and Venerable Four Extremes clung to him tenaciously, denying him any chance to break free.

If I attain immortality now and trigger the Nine Celestial Tribulations, they certainly won’t dare to remain.

No.

The moment the thought arose, he instantly rejected it.

The time is not right. I must not act rashly.

And it was precisely at that moment…

Nangong Zhandao’s eyes blazed with excitement.

“The seal is completely shattered! The rules of the Yuan Realm are about to merge back into one!” he exclaimed with fervor.

“The true peril is about to descend,”

Lin Qianmo responded, her expression far from jubilant. Instead, it was etched with deep solemnity.

Woo!

From the depths of Godfall Ridge, strands of golden light bloomed, growing brighter and brighter. The Yuan Realm trembled violently, triggering an earthquake that seemed to resonate with the phenomenon.

The next moment, the crowd witnessed clusters of golden light ascending into the sky.

Each orb of golden light contained a mysterious symbol – not innate divine patterns nor Primordial scripts – but twisted, curved, and utterly strange forms.

High in the empyrean, golden radiance cascaded down, illuminating the ascending orbs.

The symbols drifted higher into the firmament.

“Husband, what are these things?” Lan Youruo inquired in puzzlement.

“Fragments of rules,”

Nangong Zhandao stated solemnly. “They are the suppressed rule fragments of the Yuan Realm. Their very suppression is the reason the Yuan Realm’s rules remain incomplete, making becoming an Emperor immensely difficult.”

“Now that these fragments are returning to the Yuan Realm, its rules shall be restored to completeness.”

“This is the most crucial element of this great change.”