Chapter 16

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Chapter16: The Palace of Void Destruction

The Ruler of Destruction, a being whose rise to power is lost in the sands of time, countless eons ago, already reigned when this land was yet to become a haven for the cultivation of malevolence.

The Ruler of Destruction is famed for his mercurial temperament and peerless martial prowess. The ‘Way of Destruction’ he wields is a force so fearsome it can shatter any protective aura or demonic form.

As You Wuxie recounted, Yuming Peak resides within the Snow Domain, bordering the Blade Domain. The gathering of so many malevolent cultivators here, unchecked by the neighboring Blade Domain, is largely due to the Ruler of Destruction’s enigmatic ‘Way of Destruction,’ a power that even the Saint Lord of the Blade Domain regards with trepidation.

Every martial artist cultivates a unique form of protective energy, rendering their flesh as impenetrable as metal. However, the Ruler of Destruction’s technique is the bane of all such defenses.

As the malevolent cultivators dispersed, only Na Lan Ruo Rong and You Wuxie remained, their faces pale and dreadful, rooted to the spot. Their rivalry, once a contest of spirit, had inadvertently attracted the attention of the Ruler of Destruction, a situation they wished to avoid at all costs.

With a cold snort, Na Lan Ruo Rong turned and left without looking back, heading in the direction the messenger had come. You Wuxie’s face was no less grim. Watching Na Lan Ruo Rong depart with a frosty gaze, You Wuxie then turned and with a tone of anger said, “This is all your doing.”

Feng Yun Wuji laughed, “Me? The one who initiated the conflict was clearly you. What does this have to do with me? I suspect you fear this so-called Ruler of Destruction and are trying to find some solace by venting on me.”

You Wuxie was filled with a sense of helplessness. This individual was too astute to be easily deceived, making it impossible for him to even vent his anger or fabricate an excuse.

Suddenly, a flush appeared on You Wuxie’s face. His expression changed instantly, and he sat down cross-legged on the ground, with dense fog erupting from his body.

Sss! You Wuxie flicked a finger, and a strand of sword energy burst from his fingertip, piercing the ice to form a hole three feet wide and unfathomably deep. Sss! Another flick, and another strand of sword energy burst from another finger. One flick, then another, continuous strands of sword energy burst from You Wuxie’s body.

A sense of foreboding enveloped You Wuxie. He turned his head, his hair standing on end in rage, “Curse it, what kind of martial arts are you practicing? It’s so bizarre!” With You Wuxie’s cultivation spanning millions of years, he should not fear such weak sword energy. However, this sword energy hidden within his body was incredibly strange. Even propelled by Feng Yun Wuji’s weak cultivation, it made You Wuxie feel extremely troublesome. He had been in a hurry to dismiss the Evil Sword and had neglected to dispel the invading sword energy, leading to the current predicament.

What was more troublesome was that You Wuxie thought ten flicks should completely expel the sword energy in his body. However, the reality was the opposite; the more he expelled, the more it regenerated within his body.

“What’s wrong?” Feng Yun Wuji was also puzzled. With You Wuxie’s abilities, he should not take the injury he just suffered to heart. Shaking his head, he replied, “Earth Demon Sword, that’s the name of the move I just used. Didn’t I already tell you?”

“Earth Demon Sword, no wonder!” You Wuxie’s face turned very ugly. He quickly rose into the air, and indeed, the sword energy that seemed to be continuously generated in his body finally stopped. It turned out that the Earth Demon Sword would continuously generate sword energy within the person struck as long as they remained in contact with the ground.

You Wuxie closed his eyes, his mind sinking into his body. A moment later, a crystal-clear ice crystal appeared on the tip of his outstretched middle finger, the round sword bead continuously rotating on his fingertip.

Ah! You Wuxie shouted loudly, flicked his finger, and the sword bead shot down the peak. After a long time, an explosion of ice waves echoed from the mountain below.

“Hum, I will spare you this time, but not next time. Because of you, I have destroyed so many peers’ caves, and I have already made some formidable enemies. I can’t stay here anymore. You come with me to see the Ruler of Destruction first, and then we will make further arrangements.”

Feng Yun Wuji took a final look at the cave where he had lived for an unknown length of time, picked up the small booklet on the ground, stuffed it into his arms, and then followed You Wuxie into the air. Witnessing the power of the Ice and Fire Finger just now, and the fearful expression on Na Lan Ruo Rong’s face, this Ice and Fire Finger technique is undoubtedly a very difficult and top-notch martial art.

Passing through countless ice peaks and snow cliffs, on the very edge of the eastern direction of Yuming Peak, there stands a huge, cold black iron carved hall in the void. The hall is more than a hundred zhang high, and the outer wall of the hall is carved with some complicated and incomprehensible images. Just one look makes one feel a chill in the heart. There is no one outside the black iron hall, not even a guard. The base of the hall is a huge block of ice, almost forming its own land. Below, a waist-thick iron chain connects the suspended hall in the air with a thousand-zhang high ice peak.

Feng Yun Wuji was shocked; the Ruler of Destruction was too exaggerated. He actually relied solely on his own skills to suspend this hall, which must weigh at least tens of thousands of tons, in mid-air. How many tens of millions of years has it been? His skills must be terrifying.

When approaching less than a thousand zhang from the black iron hall, Feng Yun Wuji felt something was wrong. The air in front of him seemed to have solidified, and it felt like a thousand kilograms of heavy stones were pressing down on him, about to fall. Looking up at You Wuxie, he seemed to not feel it and continued to walk forward.

Feng Yun Wuji gritted his teeth and moved forward against the pressure. Click, a crisp sound came from his shoulder blade. At the same time, a vast and boundless pressure rushed into Feng Yun Wuji’s heart. The space where the black iron hall was located suddenly turned into a nether hell, with thick resentment forming a mist, making people unable to see.

The already huge black iron hall became even larger as Feng Yun Wuji took a step forward, as if to cover the sky.

“Don’t move! The pressure unconsciously exuded by the Ruler of Destruction is not something you can bear after just a few years of cultivation. Go back quickly,” came You Wuxie’s anxious and concerned voice.

“Is this a master?” Feng Yun Wuji seemed to have a sudden realization in his heart. Even You Wuxie could not break his shoulder blade just by unconsciously releasing pressure.

He slowly closed his eyes, and the moment his eyelids closed, the thick black fog disappeared from his perception, and the surroundings became empty and desolate, a world of ice and snow. In the center of this icy world, a violent breath was entrenched, and in the midst of this violent and cruel breath, a tall figure loomed, all of which came from him, the master of this space. In this lonely space, he had been sitting still for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, his heart full of violence.

A few hundred meters away, You Wuxie was kneeling on the ground, shivering. The Ruler of Destruction had existed for so long, but few people on Yuding Peak had ever seen his true face. It’s not that there was no curiosity, but the powerful pressure of the Ruler of Destruction made it impossible for them to even step through the door of the suspended black iron hall in mid-air, let alone see the true face of the Ruler of Destruction.