pdf-ebookys Chapter 866: Sun and moon turn; stars grind.
Chapter 866: Sun and moon turn; stars grind.
"You wretched beast! How dare you?!"Taishang Laojun watched as Chen Huaian slaughtered immortals like butchering dogs, his beard trembling with rage.
His current Law Manifestation wasn't fully refined yet, making his movements somewhat stiff. When using his Divine Abilities, if the Flat Crutch missed, he couldn't immediately pull it back.
And Chen Huaian was exactly like a loach—not only slippery but also seemingly unkillable.
He glared furiously at Chen Huaian, the Flat Crutch in his hand poised to strike yet hesitant.
If he struck, the immortals of the Ninth Heaven would be caught in the attack and likely crushed to death by him as well?
If he didn't strike, would he just stand by and watch Chen Huaian massacre the assembled immortals?
Chen Huaian completely ignored Taishang Laojun's pursuit and roars.
Unless it was a fatal blow, he basically didn't dodge, focusing all his attention on those immortals.
Even if his back was beaten into a bloody pulp, he would still swing the sword in his hand, severing the heads of the fleeing immortals ahead.
Trading injury for life.
He could afford it.
The Turbid Qi of this world, harmful to gods and immortals, was his nourishment.
But these gods and immortals couldn't afford it!
"Ahhh! Old Lord, save me!!"
"Your Majesty, save us!!"
Screams echoed through the Ninth Heaven.
The originally solemn and majestic Celestial Court instantly transformed into a slaughterhouse.
Immortal blood dyed the sea of clouds crimson, severed limbs and broken arms falling like rain.
"A bunch of useless trash! Lingxiao Palace nurtured you for ten thousand years, through a full hundred cycles of reincarnation, and you can't even stop a mere Immortal King!"
"Bastards!!"
Taishang Laojun was hopping mad, yet he couldn't bear to destroy his massive Law Manifestation.
This Law Manifestation might seem cumbersome, but it was the closest to the Law Manifestation of one of the Celestial God Clan's great beings.
Getting closer to that great being of the Celestial God Clan might one day allow him, like those great beings, to transcend the Cycle of Reincarnation and truly master his own destiny.
He was furious that the immortals of Lingxiao were a scattered mess.
He was also furious that he, a dignified Sage, couldn't stop an "ant" from committing murder.
Chen Huaian was simply too slippery.
He used those immortals as cover, weaving through the crowd, making the Old Lord hesitate for fear of harming his own.
Killing in a frenzy.
Chen Huaian suddenly stopped.
By now, he had cut through the ranks of immortals and stood upon the Ninth Heaven.
He stood before the symbol of Lingxiao Palace's power—the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Ahead was that golden, resplendent, majestic hall overlooking the Three Realms.
Inside the hall, Haotian Emperor stared fixedly at him from behind the beaded curtain.
"This is the Celestial Court?"
Chen Huaian was drenched in blood, a field of corpses behind him.
He looked at the plaque inscribed with the four gilded characters "Lingxiao Treasure Hall," his eyes filled with scorn.
"A bunch of parasites hiding in their shells."
"Worthy of being called Heaven?"
Chen Huaian gripped his sword with both hands, raising it high overhead.
The Immortal King origin power within him, the Heavenly Demon's killing intent, and the Ancestral Dragon's bloodline all converged into a colossal force, poured unreservedly into the Chaos Divine Sword.
The sword's body swelled to ten thousand zhang.
Gray Sword Qi shot straight into the heavens.
"Watch closely, all of you!"
Chen Huaian stood tall, his voice echoing throughout the Three Realms.
"This sword..."
"This Venerable One will break your backbone!"
Boom!
The long sword descended, draining color from heaven and earth.
It wasn't aimed at people, but at the hall.
Taishang Laojun tried to block it, but was a step too slow.
Rip—
The sound of tearing silk echoed.
The sword fell.
The world suddenly lost its color.
No sword light was seen, no sword cry heard.
Only a stretch of gray.
As if an invisible giant hand, holding a brush soaked in chaos, had brutally, unreasonably smeared a stroke across this golden, resplendent painting of the Three Realms.
This stroke erased the light, erased the color, and also erased the Destiny Energy that had suppressed the ages within the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Rumble—!!!
That palace symbolizing the Celestial Court's supreme majesty.
From the middle.
Perfectly neatly.
Split into two halves.
Countless glazed tiles shattered, the golden plaque snapped and fell, crashing to the ground, raising clouds of dust.
At that moment.
The Celestial Court's backbone was broken.
"Ahhhhh!!"
"It's over! It's all over!!"
"Lingxiao Hall has collapsed!!"
The immortals broke down.
Haotian Emperor hovered high in the sky like a blazing sun, his face behind the curtain dark, his crimson-gold eyes filled with killing intent.
Chen Huaian's action, while not killing many immortals, had truly ground Lingxiao Palace's face into the dirt.
"Old Lord! What are you still waiting for?!"
Haotian Emperor looked at the giant Law Manifestation, "Kill him now!!"
"Great Immortal, please slay this demon!" Countless immortals knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging the giant Law Manifestation for salvation.
Taishang Laojun stood high in the air, looking at the half-collapsed Lingxiao Hall, at the corpses littering the ground, at the kneeling immortals pleading for mercy.
On that giant face, the fury gradually subsided.
Replaced by indifference, by lifeless silence.
Fine, fine, fine!
Can't kill him.
The more you try to kill him, the more berserk he becomes.
"Had enough fun?"
The Old Lord's voice was very soft.
Chen Huaian whirled around abruptly.
He saw the Old Lord put away the Flat Crutch, his Law Manifestation shrinking, transforming back into that old man wearing the Eight Trigrams Daoist robe.
The Law Manifestation.
He was abandoning it.
He could always cultivate it anew, but today, this Sword Cultivator must be subdued!
"Your bones are indeed tough to crack."
The Old Lord's fingers lightly formed a mudra.
"Since they can't be smashed, can't be killed..."
"Then this old Daoist will change methods."
"Using heaven and earth as the furnace, yin and yang as the fire, Fortune as the craftsman."
The Old Lord waved his wide sleeve.
"Fix."
Hum—!
Space solidified.
It was a rule superior to immortal arts, it was the Dao.
The wind stopped, the clouds ceased.
Chen Huaian remained in his sword-holding posture, his body seemingly no longer his own.
"You old..." He wanted to speak, but couldn't even open his mouth.
"Killing you would be too lenient."
The Old Lord looked at him coldly, as if looking at a fly trapped in amber.
"This Venerable One will grind these Chaos bones of yours, bit by bit, into powder, refine them into a pill."
With that.
The Old Lord raised his hand, facing this expanse of heaven and earth, and brought his palms together.
"Close."
Boom—
Heaven and earth trembled.
Chen Huaian looked up and saw the Nine Heavens actually sinking.
And beneath him, Earth Star, that immensely thick land, was actually rising.
The speed of sinking and rising seemed slow, but that was merely an illusion of vision.
The power of heaven and earth was constantly compressing, like two walls closing in, constantly squeezing his space for survival.
Simultaneously, the sun and moon originally suspended beyond the world now appeared together in the firmament, transforming into one gold and one silver two giant "Formation Cores."
The myriad stars in the sky no longer twinkled, but were forcibly dragged by a terrifying, mighty power,
becoming the dense, closely packed "teeth" on a millstone used to crush all things.
This was a Heavenly Formation.
A Formation of Annihilation.
It was using a Sage's supreme magical power to forcibly refine this expanse of heaven and earth into a—[Great Millstone].
Heaven as the lid, earth as the base.
Sun and moon as the pivots, stars as the grinders.
Yin and yang reversed, heaven and earth overturned.
Chen Huaian stood before the formation, like a leaf on a boat, a flickering candle.
It seemed that with just a slight exertion of force, he would be utterly annihilated!
"Rise."
The Old Lord's indifferent voice sounded again.
Creak—
The world's axis twisted, the Great Dao's Laws wailed.
The two massive millstones of heaven and earth began... to rotate in reverse!
Chen Huaian stood right between the two millstones, holding his sword upright. The Sage's might suppressed him, rendering him immobile, yet it did not bend his backbone.
[WARNING!!!]
His vision flickered between light and dark.
That was the Electronic Girlfriend System continuously issuing alerts, the interface a field of crimson.
...
Qingran's storyline tomorrow.