Chapter 140

"Holy Body Dao Embryo……truly formidable!"

"Good heavens, is this a monster reborn? But in just two months, the Holy Body Dao Embryo's power has become even more terrifying!"

Hearing this, the people were completely in an uproar, their hearts filled with extreme excitement, as if a ball of fire burned within them, unable to calm.

On the Golden Great Dao, Yang Zhu stood calmly, the Four Divine Beasts—Vermilion Bird, Azure Dragon, etc. —coiling around him, each numbering ninety-nine.

Among them, colorful mist swirled, pouring down myriad auspicious signs, immortal radiance shining in all directions, divine light brilliant, presenting a scene of harmonious and holy wonder, as if a quasi-Great Emperor turned around! "Damn, don't really say it, Wang Teng and the Holy Body Dao Embryo truly cannot compare, the difference is too vast!"

People were immersed in Yang Zhu's demeanor and phenomenal signs, their hearts deeply shaken; one would think that even the ancient Great Emperors at such an age might not be this stunning, right?

"I obtained immortal affinity from childhood, later received the Great Emperor's inheritance; as the Northern Emperor, I am not inferior to anyone, all heavenly talents will ultimately become my stepping stone!"

Wang Teng was also greatly shaken; facing Yang Zhu, he inexplicably felt a palpitation.

He even had the illusion that the figure before him was not a person, but a vast, boundless starry sea, immeasurable, giving him a sense of helplessness.

Wang Teng had already been invincible in the Northern Plains at fifteen; his talent easily crushed ordinary heavenly talents, though he was wary, it hadn't reached the point of fear.

"Today, I will pave my imperial path with your blood, letting the world see what a Great Emperor's inheritance is, what a Great Emperor's caliber is!"

His black hair flew, his eyes shot out terrifying divine light; his voice thundered like heavenly thunder, rolling down from the nine heavens, causing the void to collapse, spreading across a hundred li.

"Ah!"

The weaker cultivators were instantly struck as if by lightning, their faces turned deathly pale, shaken until blood flowed from their seven apertures, nearly dying on the spot.

"Too terrifying; just a soft shout carries such might."

Everyone was horrified; after the shock, they hastily retreated several dozen li, not daring to approach.

Wang Teng's eyes were sharp as blades, he wielded the Heavenly Emperor Sword and came to kill.

"Clang clang clang!"

The Golden Holy Sword thrust upward to the heavens, thicker than mountains, its sword cry shook the sky, like a demonic mountain pressing down, its momentum overwhelming.

The sword's edge was like a spear, blindingly bright; in the instant it struck, vast swaths of void shattered, as if an earthquake had occurred, the entire space trembling!

Wang Teng knew the Holy Body Dao Embryo was troublesome and powerful; fearless probing would only waste time, so he made no probing, launching straight into a peerless killing move.

Several sect masters seeing this felt a pang of palpitation; if it were them, they might not necessarily be able to block it.

Yang Zhu's eyes were deep, gazing at the descending Heavenly Emperor Sword, showing no fear.

He extended a hand, and instantly countless Dao runes appeared between heaven and earth, at this moment all flashing with brilliant immortal light.

Each rune rivaled stars in brilliance, divine light shining, within them chaos intertwined, murky and vague, the power of the Great Dao flowing, representing the will of heavenly and earthly law.

Yang Zhu pressed his palm downward, Yin-Yang power circulated, bearing the Great Dao's power, he blasted toward the Golden Holy Sword! "Boom—"

In the void came the sound of mountains and rivers shattering; terrifying abysses appeared between heaven and earth, within them dark light burst forth, the power of stars surging.

"Clang clang!"

The Golden Holy Sword was as if stuck in a mire, firmly immobilized, unable to move an inch; the mighty Great Dao power surged, its brilliant blade being shattered bit by bit.

"Boom!"

The Great Dao's power, representing the will of heaven and earth, has nothing to match it; as a chant akin to a sacrificial rite echoed through the heavens, the Golden Holy Sword's side shattered, swallowed by the void. After the Heavenly Emperor Sword exploded, the Great Dao's power coiled and killed toward Wang Teng; his black hair flew, like a peerless heavenly deity, he strode forward with meteoric steps.

"Interesting!"

But upon contacting the Great Dao's power, his expression suddenly changed, as if a hundred thousand mountains pressed down, weighing tens of millions of jun, terrifyingly abnormal, making his body feel like it would split.

"Hmph!"

Terrifying law power surged, more vast than stellar power; in the next moment, Wang Teng's right arm was crushed, blood spraying on the spot! Seeing the situation turn bad, Wang Teng's brow flashed with crystalline light, his Martial Divine Eye opened instantly, shooting a divine light that severed his own right arm at the root, then he hastily retreated.

"How could this be……"

Even so decisive, half his body was still stained with blood, pierced through with blood holes; had he not been decisive enough, half his body would have been crushed into pulp! "Teng'er!"

Wang Chengkun saw Wang Teng injured, and the injury was severe; shocked and simultaneously heartbroken, he glared hatefully at Yang Zhu.

Since his birth, Wang Teng has swept aside all opponents, no one being his match; a situation like today, getting injured in the first round, has never happened before.

Everyone present was horrified, even sect-master-level figures trembled with fear, shocked by this method, wondering if they themselves could withstand such a strike: "To move the laws of heaven and earth……the Holy Body Dao Embryo is truly terrifying!"

Even an ancient, peerless powerhouse of that caliber giving such an evaluation— at their level, they too cannot move the Great Dao as Yang Zhu does.

"Yang Zhu……truly makes it hard for us to look up to him!"

All the holy sons' faces were horrified, they sighed repeatedly; the Great Expansion Holy Son Xiang Yifei spoke.

It's not that they lack talent, but Yang Zhu is too strong—so strong that they feel a deep sense of helplessness, pressing them until they can't catch their breath.

A casual strike let the Northern Emperor Wang Teng suffer a great loss, blood spraying on the spot; in contrast, Yang Zhu remained unstained, like a banished immortal descending to the mundane world.

"I said ten moves are ten moves; use whatever means you have."

Yang Zhu had his hands behind his back, bearing an air of transcendent detachment.

"I will surely slay you, making you a pile of dry bones beneath my feet!"

Wang Teng's body trembled; the vital essence of heaven and earth within dozens of li was drawn by him, soon his severed hand was repaired, restored.

"Myriad spirits transform into Dao, as numerous as the sands of the Ganges!"

The Northern Emperor suddenly let out a great shout; all the powers in this world turned into the Dao's regulations—the essence of plants and trees, the brilliance of the blazing sun, the faint light of stars, the origin of the universe—all poured down.

After observing for a long time, he finally employed a great technique in attack; this is a secret art from the Emperor's Canon, divine power that intimidates, impossible to measure.

Vast laws gathered together, silently forming a huge Dao net that descended, covering!

In the distance, the Holy Son of Yaoguang and Ye Fan were both moved, all feeling solemn; this secret art is extremely abnormal, capable of borrowing any power for one's own use.

"Watch how I break this net."

Yang Zhu's brow flashed with crystalline light, as if opening the hell of Yama, a towering killing intent seeped out, the rich killing intent almost materialized, penetrating to the marrow.

It was as if an invisible blade hovered above their heads; everyone felt a chill down their back, their scalps nearly bursting.

"Swish!"

In the next moment, his brow shone brilliant, a golden ray shot out, reaching the utmost speed, like a tilting galaxy, fiercely slashing down! (End of chapter)