Chapter 243

Although the Slaughter Immortal Formation Diagram is no different from an ordinary Imperial Weapon, only when combined with the four Imperial Swords can it unleash its greatest power.

Extreme Dao runes surged into his brow, and Yang Zhu gained an Imperial Weapon mark within his body; now the Slaughter Immortal Sword Formation belongs entirely to him, and no one can take it away.

"The Slaughter Immortal Sword Formation governs slaughter, its might is unmatched; perhaps it could……"

Suddenly, he conceived a bold idea: to try, with the aid of the Slaughter Immortal Sword Formation and this place, to sever the curse on the corpse of a Great Saint Body.

When the Slaughter Immortal Formation Diagram and the four Imperial Swords unite, their power needs no explanation; moreover, this place is the Sea of Bitterness of the Numinous Treasure Heavenly Lord, and its aura is shrouded by the Great Emperor's domain.

If we give it a try, we might actually succeed! "I wonder what they have gained."

Yang Zhu knew this would take a not‑short time to accomplish, but he was not in a hurry; he wanted to settle some matters first.

He casually picked a direction and searched across the vast Sea of Bitterness; his figure was hazy, seeming illusory and extraordinary, almost covering a thousand li with a single step.

With each step he took, intricate Dao inscriptions appeared beneath his feet, accompanied by a rhythmic Dao resonance that stirred the laws of heaven and earth.

Yang Zhu's current strength is hard to gauge; even a Half‑Saint would struggle to be his match.

Ye Fan at Immortal Stage Three can already slay a Half‑Saint, albeit with some effort; therefore Yang Zhu at Immortal Stage Two can certainly do it without problem.

"Many have mistakenly entered this place, but sadly most could not escape."

Along the way, Yang Zhu saw many corpses that had lain for thousands or even tens of thousands of years without turning to dust, indicating how formidable they were in life.

Absolutely not beneath a Saint!

This place has not been fully opened; only a few can find it, and without exception they are all peerless powerhouses.

Consequently, along the way Yang Zhu encountered many scattered treasures, but most failed to catch his eye; he only salvaged two Holy Weapons.

Unfortunately, one of them is so damaged it can barely function, capable of only a few attacks before being utterly destroyed.

The other has only minor flaws, differing little from a flawless Holy Weapon, and can practically be ignored.

"What is this?"

At that moment, Yang Zhu discovered a pitch‑black coffin floating on the sea surface, black qi swirling around it, a sinister aura penetrating to the marrow, making even the gaps in one's bones feel chilled.

"Heh heh, I never expected to encounter fresh flesh just as I was about to leave."

The black wooden coffin shuddered violently, and with a boom the lid was flung open, releasing a thick stench of blood and the aura of death that washed over them!

Inside the coffin nothing could be seen clearly; only a chilling black mist kept pouring out, and a figure reduced to skin and bones rose upright from within.

That person was almost a skeleton, with only desiccated skin stretched over the bones; his eyes held no trace of vitality, like the waters of the Yellow Spring, eerily dark.

Yang Zhu merely glanced at him indifferently, never uttering a word.

"Heh heh, to see that you dare not flee in the presence of this old man is somewhat… wait! This aura… it's the Beginningless Great Emperor!"

His expression was cold, and he emitted a piercing sound like that of a ten‑thousand‑year‑old vengeful ghost.

But within a moment he froze in place, feeling that chilling aura that made their blood run cold; his breath caught, and his heart turned half‑cold.

"You are from the Underworld."

Yang Zhu gazed at him with calm eyes, yet an irresistible pressure emanated from him, like a divine being's questioning, making one involuntarily want to bow and worship.

"It's over……"

The Underworld figure broke out in a cold sweat, his heart seized with dread, fear reaching its peak, even the desire to die arose.

Without any hesitation he turned and fled, even abandoning his own wooden coffin.

Yang Zhu said nothing; he gripped the blood‑red Imperial Sword in his palm and struck down fiercely. Its peerless slaughtering sword intent sliced through the void, causing the entire Sea of Bitterness to tremble and raise waves ten thousand zhang high, instantly cleaving that person into ashes.

That Underworld figure was merely a victor among Immortal Stage Three who had severed the Dao, yet facing the bloodline suppression and the Slaughter Immortal Imperial Sword, he had not the slightest ability to fight back.

"Let me search a bit."

With a gesture, Yang Zhu summoned a black sphere the size of a fist into his hand; it was the other's memory, which he had deliberately retained.

His brow flickered as Yang Zhu's soul immersed into the black orb, and soon a series of images began to flash rapidly through his mind.

But just as he was about to ascertain the Underworld's location, a throbbing aura spread out, obscuring everything and even annihilating the black orb.

"It is the Heaven‑Reaching Dark Treasure."

Yang Zhu knew that aura came from the Heaven‑Reaching Dark Treasure; helpless, he could only withdraw his thoughts.

Even his father could not locate the Underworld hidden by the Heaven‑Reaching Dark Treasure, let alone him now.

Otherwise, the Underworld would have long been obliterated by the Beginningless Great Emperor and would not have survived to this day.

"A yin‑water source in the southern part of the Eastern Wasteland, a million li beyond the Supreme Mystery Sect."

Still, it was not a total loss; at least we learned of one of their smaller secret spots, and when Yang Zhu returns, if he has time he will surely cleanse it.

A few days later, Yang Zhu and the Yaochi Holy Maiden, among others, had reunited.

No need to think much; just seeing the grins stretching to the ears of the Big Black Dog and Duan De told us they must have reaped abundantly! "Imperial Prince, have we secured the items?"

The Big Black Dog stepped forward, eagerly asking for the result.

Not long after they departed that day, the three of them sensed a sharp slaughtering aura, already having formed a conjecture, they merely sought confirmation.

"Woof! With five Imperial Weapons in hand, who could oppose us? Not even an Ancient Imperial Prince! This Emperor believes that clearing the Forbidden Zone is imminent!"

After receiving Yang Zhu's nod, the Big Black Dog shouted excitedly, like a ghost wailing and a wolf howling.

"I would like to…… here……"

Yang Zhu voiced his intention to try, in this place, to sever the curse of the Great Saint Body; the others had no objection whatsoever.

"That is a mighty weapon of slaughter; go ahead and do it, we'll wait for you."

The Yaochi Holy Maiden's eyes smiled; just as before, no matter what Yang Zhu undertakes, she will always accompany him, waiting quietly.

"This feeling is nice; why don't we just stay in the Supreme Purity Holy Land?"

The Big Black Dog wished he could raise his four legs in approval; merely thinking that the Imperial Prince would soon be able to fully control the Great Saint Body made him tremble with excitement.

"Coincidentally, I, the poor Daoist, have gained some insight and wish to take this opportunity to enter seclusion for a while, seeking a chance to break through."

Duan De has already completed the ninth transformation of the Dragon, his spine perfected; as soon as the timing is right, he can at any moment undergo the nine transformations into a dragon and ascend to the Immortal Platform! "This Emperor too!" the Big Black Dog shouted.

Yang Zhu nodded, giving each of them over a dozen Enlightenment Tea Leaves and some supreme treasures, then placed them into the Eight Views Palace.

It's time.

After finishing everything, the three Imperial Armaments were all unleashed by Yang Zhu; in an instant, the Supreme Dao Imperial Might permeated every corner of the Sea of Bitterness.

Relying solely on the Slay Immortal Sword Formation, Yang Zhu felt it was enough to be cocky, so he simply used all three.

(End of Chapter)