Chapter 170: Extreme Dao Imperial Might

The light gate trembled slightly; the power of space-time wrapped Yang Zhu, taking him out and back above the Black Sea.

Yang Zhu suddenly turned around, extending one arm into the gate, reaching deep into the ancient battlefield.

There is a spring there, over a hundred zhang wide, with black vapor rising, as if it connects to Yama's Hell; the endless yin soldiers come from there.

Boom—! Outside the gate, Yang Zhu's blood and qi boiled; with a humming sound, a bronze coffin bound in iron chains was pulled out by him and forcibly dragged into the gate.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable! How does holy might leak from inside!"

Looking at the bronze coffin slowly emerging from within the light gate, its holy might bewildered, killing intent fully revealed, Duan De was frightened to the point his hairs stood on end and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Ancient... ancient sage! The Saint Body Dao Fetus has brought the ancient sage back!"

At this moment, everyone felt their spines chill and their hearts clench, as if a giant hand gripped their heart, causing an intense suffocation.

"No, it seems to be a half-saint, just one step away from a true sage."

The Big Black Dog was likewise trembling, but soon it noticed something.

Nowadays, the world has changed; sages rarely appear, and as far as people know, there are no sages left in the world.

It's no exaggeration to say that even if a half-saint were born today, they could sweep across the four directions, and few forces would dare provoke them.

"Could it be that Central State is about to be bathed in blood? I haven't lived enough yet......"

The iron-chain-bound bronze coffin was pitch-black like ink, emanating a chilling luster, with black mist constantly swirling around it.

On the coffin's surface, eerie runes carved with sage's essence blood constantly flickered and vanished, exuding a yin evil.

There is no doubt that what's inside is nothing good; once it appears, it will definitely be a disaster.

The light gate gradually faded, and the final part of the bronze coffin was just pulled out, arriving in the present space-time.

Everyone held their breath and focused, gazing in terror at the bronze coffin, truly feeling the breath of death wash over them!

"Bang!"

Yang Zhu's black hair flowed like a waterfall, ethereal as an immortal; without a hint of hesitation, he shattered the iron chains with one palm, then flung the coffin lid flying.

"Clatter!"

The sound of the iron chains scraping echoed, as if a mysterious bound being had awakened; a gaunt figure rose upright from the coffin.

"Who are you?"

His voice was like an old crow's, hoarse and grating, inevitably making one's spine chill.

In the mist, a pair of gloomy and violent eyes coldly stared at Yang Zhu, sharper than a blade, as if they could take a person's life!

Hum! The Hun Dun Chi was unleashed, rapidly expanding, then pressed down above the bronze coffin; instantly, chaotic essence dripped down, hazy and murky.

Each strand is heavier than a mountain range, able to still space-time, able to cut the void; terrifying beyond compare, nothing can stop it.

"The source root of chaotic essence... actually is such a rare holy object!"

That ancient sage's gaze was surprised and greedy; he had only heard of such a thing, never actually seen it.

When he came to his senses from the heat, he discovered the Hun Dun Chi possessed a terrifying power that actually immobilized him, leaving him unable to move.

"Xiaohei, go up and bite him; if he dares to fight back, I'll kill him."

At this moment, Yang Zhu looked at the Big Black Dog.

Hearing this, the Big Black Dog shuddered, its mouth twitching, and it stammered: "Re... really?"

Even a half-saint is an existence stronger than the Supreme Saint Lord; although he usually acts carefree, he still understands these things clearly.

"With me here, what do you have to fear?" Yang Zhu's eyes were calm, one hand behind his back, his bearing extraordinarily transcendent, as if speaking of something trivial.

"Woof! Then I'll go up!"

Having received Yang Zhu's affirmation, the Big Black Dog sprang up, placing the pitch-black gourd on its head, turning into a black light that shot upward.

"What, you dare go up?!"

Other cultivators, seeing this, were all wide-eyed, faces full of disbelief; they knew the Black Emperor fears neither heaven nor earth, but didn't expect it to be this fierce! The Big Black Dog gritted its teeth, also throwing caution to the wind, stepping with the 'walking word' secret to arrive before the black mist, and opened its mouth with a death bite.

But the thing in the black mist is after all a half-saint; how could the Black Emperor harm it? "Awoo!"

One bite in, it not only failed to injure that person in the slightest, the Black Emperor was flung back by a wisp of divine aura naturally emanating from him, retreating over a hundred zhang, wailing like ghosts and howling like wolves.

The Beginningless Great Emperor doted on him, tempering his flesh to be as strong as an ox, his body like refined steel, not the slightest bit weaker than the primeval saint body.

Moreover, protected by the flawless holy weapon, the Black Emperor was merely shaken, feeling some pain all over but unharmed; if it were anyone else, they'd be torn apart on the spot.

Yang Zhu produced a soft halo of light, pulling the Black Emperor to him and bringing it back to his side.

"You dare hurt my Xiaohei?"

Yang Zhu's eyes were like cold lightning, his black robe fluttering, intricate Dao patterns shimmering; his whole bearing was like an immortal's, possessing a supreme dignity beyond price.

"Hum!"

The next moment, heaven and earth trembled violently; an awe-inspiring aura like heavenly might descended, instantly vast imperial might permeated, endless, shaking the entire mountain range! A black jar appeared, looking ordinary, yet extraordinarily terrifying; imperial might surged, not yet activated, only a wisp of black light overflowing, enough to destroy everything.

"Extreme Dao Imperial Armament... this is the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Lid!"

People were startled; looking at the jar in Yang Zhu's hand, their hearts churned with shock and awe, recognizing its identity.

This is the weapon of the Ruthless Great Emperor, a flawless Extreme Dao Imperial Armament!

At this moment, no one could remain calm; even the Prince of Great Xia and Princess Jiu Li had divine light flickering in their eyes.

They came from the four great dynasties, knowing what a perfect Extreme Dao Imperial Armament signifies—enough to become the strongest foundation of an immortal holy land.

"......"

The half-saint in the black mist, at this moment his heart was like dead ash, and he even wanted to curse......

The lid of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot opened, instantly exhaling starlight and the essence of sun and moon, several black lights spilling out; terrifying pressure permeated, shaking heaven and earth.

If the Extreme Dao Imperial Armament were to fully recover, it could shatter heaven and earth, pierce the six directions and eight wilds; even millions of Qin Mountains could be sunk! Yang Zhu fully activated the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, a strand of black light descended, vaster than the Milky Way, possessing a terrifying might.

In just an instant, that half-saint was swept to ashes, not even bone fragments left.

"You really dare to make a move."

Yang Zhu retrieved the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Pot, gently stroking the Black Emperor's silk-like fur; his palm glowed with crystal clarity, and wherever he touched, it became ever more glossy and bright.

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable, you dead dog, you're too cool this round!"

"After the half-saint was slain, Jade Pool Holy Maiden and the others immediately surrounded him, and Duan De laughed loudly."

"This emperor's divine might overwhelms the world, his charm is unmatched, his bearing is like jade; what is a half-saint? Even if it were a true sage, this emperor would still not fear!"

"The big black dog looked smug, grinning with its big black mouth, and immediately began to boast incessantly."

"I never expected it, this imperial armament is actually in Brother Yang's hand; truly endless surprises."

"The Great Xia prince strode over; in today's battle, he once again broadened his horizons, to the point that even he couldn't help but admit that Yang Zhu was too stunning, directly causing the Golden Age to end prematurely."

"(End of chapter)"