Chapter 453

Zhang Jian's eyes shifted, and at this moment he could not determine whose hands held the Yu family's Sacred King relic.

Or perhaps both of them held a Sacred King relic.

Zhang Jian's thoughts flashed like lightning, and he made a decision.

He decided to still act against the strong ones in the Yu family's secret realm.

Because acting against Yu Xiuwen, whether successful or not, would disturb the dragon qi of the Great Yin Dynasty, alerting the enemy.

Once the enemy is alerted, the Yu family would inevitably unleash all their hidden strength.

There's no need for such trouble.

With his current cultivation, once he grasps these two true immortals of the Yu family, the other Yu family strong ones would be no match.

Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated; his vast primordial spirit swept through the void, and after a moment he located the deep part of the Great Yin Dynasty, that special secret realm's sub-space.

This was not difficult for Zhang Jian.

After devouring the "Heart of Dimension," his natal immortal art, the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram, was upgraded to the third level, and his comprehension and control of the spacetime great Dao laws had reached an astonishing level.

Within the Mountains and Rivers State Diagram, a self-contained dimensional void exists, where spacetime is also one of the major trunk Dao laws.

At this moment, in his observation, that spatial secret realm should be attached to this great immortal treasure, the Divine Capital City.

Doing so naturally also has benefits.

Any slight movement of wind or grass inside would possibly be sensed by the Great Yin Emperor who controls the Divine Capital City.

Zhang Jian's face remained calm, yet a hint of a smile appeared; he formed hand seals in his hand, and a nine-colored divine light gradually became hazy, enveloping this hidden secret realm.

He activated the innate law of the Golden Lotus Hidden Breath Mantra on his body surface, and his figure escaped into the secret realm.

Inside the secret realm space, Zhang Jian also spent some effort before breaking through the outer spatial rune禁法.

Looking around, what lay before his eyes was actually a vast primordial space.

The spiritual qi of heaven and earth inside was extraordinarily rich.

Before his eyes were vast expanses of primordial ancient trees, many tree species extraordinarily tall, as if from the ancient barbaric era.

The place where Zhang Jian appeared was a series of ancient giant stone tower stockades.

On the tower stockades were still planted pole after pole of fluttering royal flags.

The flags were gold-white in color, with swords and blades interwoven in the center, surrounded by iron chain patterns, giving a grand feeling of stirring songs and iron horses.

These ancient giant stone tower stockades were clearly established upon spiritual vein nodes, with extraordinarily rich spiritual qi, and containing the ancient, vast天地道韻.

This is a holy land.

A place where ancient sages attained the Dao!

And in the center stands a huge ancient holy hall.

The exterior is still stone, the architecture simple and primitive.

Zhang Jian knew it might be the White Emperor Temple.

At this moment, his heart felt a sudden impulse; he slightly bent his fingers to calculate, and after a moment silently said.

"This is the place where an ancient Sacred King attained the Dao; one must not act, touching it brings ill omen, and disaster will surely follow!"

His eyes fluctuated, and he immediately decided to retreat a step.

Every ancient Sacred King has great achievements; as a latercomer, he likewise holds reverence in his heart.

To kill the descendant of the other's ancestor in front of the ancestor's face is indeed somewhat excessive.

Out of respect for the ancient Sacred King's virtue, one should also observe taboos.

"However, the Yu family must still be exterminated today!"

Zhang Jian's eyes fluctuated; his figure vanished instantly from the spot, as he prepared to seek another opportunity.

It seems the plan for now is only to actively 'alert the enemy'!

Inside the White Emperor Temple

Many Yu family elders dressed in primitive attire were painstakingly cultivating in the great hall, contemplating the remnants of the Sacred King's Dao traces left in the hall.

In the primitive holy hall, numerous eternal lamps were scattered about.

The candle flames swayed.

At this moment, a breeze blew from outside the holy hall, instantly causing many candles inside and outside to flicker and dance, with most of the eternal lamps nearly extinguished.

Before the White Emperor statue, Yu Qiao opened his eyes, gazing at the swaying eternal lamps before him; his eyes twitched slightly, and in an instant he raised his hand, gripping the White Emperor Golden Halberd on the rack before him; his eyes closed, his vast primordial spirit enveloped the entire secret realm.

Deep within this secret realm, the winds and clouds also changed color.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, and the astonishing terrifying wind and thunder outside also gradually dissipated.

Yu Qiao's eyes showed strangeness; he had not detected any clues in the secret realm space.

At this moment, outside the hall, several robust men dressed in primitive attire and wearing animal skins walked in from outside, each with a grand bearing, their bodies flowing with a thick layer of killing qi.

This killing qi was not due to slaughter, but purely due to a special cultivation method, making them more rugged and powerful.

One of them, a tall man holding a wooden spear, had solemn eyes; he gazed at Yu Qiao and could not help but ask.

"Ancestor, has something happened?"

Another Yu family strong one also had a solemn expression.

"Yes, ancestor, our Sacred King Temple is filled with Sacred King Dao traces; how could wind suddenly arise and extinguish the eternal lamps inside the temple for no reason?"

Behind him, several other robust men dressed in primitive attire also turned their gazes over; they also faintly felt an ill omen.

Such omens had appeared before in the Sacred King Temple.

But each time they appeared, it meant that the Yu family's qi was stirring, and calamity would come.

Yu Qiao's expression eased slightly as he sighed and said.

"This is a warning from the Sacred King ancestor; my clan will encounter human calamity!"

"Human calamity?"

The faces of the many Qi family cultivators changed color one by one.

Although they had been cultivating bitterly here, tempering their indestructible will in pursuit of the divine demon body for longevity, they were not unaware of the commotion outside.

They knew that not long ago, the Qi family's sole ancestor, Qi Lianwu, had met with an accident, and perhaps countless immortal sect lineages or true immortal powerhouses were lurking in the shadows, eyeing the Great Yin Dynasty.

Naturally, this included the Zhang family of Dongzhou.

Their eyes each bore a solemn expression.

No demonic wind would arise without cause within the Holy King Temple.

But now the Holy King has given warning, and it appears the situation is even worse than they had imagined.

Qi Qiao's expression grew grave as he also pondered in silence, simultaneously considering the weaknesses of the Qi family.

After a moment of discussion among the crowd, it ultimately came to nothing, and for the time being, no clear lead could be found.

Qi Qiao, however, had made up his mind to continue praying before the Holy King's statue, hoping to communicate with the Holy King's primordial ancestor enshrined within, to beg this primordial ancestor to unleash his means and aid the Qi family in overcoming this crisis.

At this moment, Qi Qiao's expression suddenly changed.

"Hou hou!!"

Yet outside the secret realm's space, a mighty dragon's roar suddenly echoed.

It was a terrifying, mournful cry.

As if in an instant, a true dragon wept blood.

Qi Qiao gazed outward, only to see the great Yin dragon soul coiling above the Divine Capital City suddenly suffer a grievous blow in an instant; the majestic dragon soul seemed to be seized by a terrifying existence reaching out with its hand, now being captured.

In the depths of the void, a supremely noble and exalted majestic form emerged, his body suffused with intense imperial aura.

Divine might suppressed heaven and earth, the state and the land, the boundless azure heavens, as if he were an ancient deity who governed the heavens and earth, the boundless heavenly dao laws also appearing to submit around him, extraordinarily terrifying.

"The Qi family inheritance, eternal and indestructible!"

Gazing upon this scene, Qi Qiao's eyes burst forth with golden divine light, his eyes glaring with anger, and in his hand, the White Emperor Golden Halberd had a thread of terrifying imperial might revive, instantly transforming into a scorching golden light that slashed toward the void deity.

"His Majesty has met with misfortune!"

Deep within the secret realm, other Qi family cultivators engaged in bitter cultivation saw this scene, and each of their faces changed color as they individually grasped their weapons, turning into streaks of divine light that rushed out of the secret realm.

However, a few still had their eyes change, yet did not move.

After entering the Divine Capital City, the opposing party could, without alarming anyone, directly seize Qi Xiuwen, the lord of the Divine Capital City, the current patriarch of the Qi family, and the Great Yin Emperor—this alone attests to their profound cultivation.

Although Qi Qiao had obtained the Holy King's relic from within the Holy King Temple, whether he could defeat the opposing party remained uncertain in the hearts of these few Qi family cultivators.

Thus, they were unwilling to act rashly, instead preparing first to assess the situation.

After a moment, several people's expressions brightened, yet their eyes held a hint of regret.

Behold, that scorching golden radiance, in an instant, resembled a blade that cleaved the clouds and heavens, and in a flash, it severed the deity emanating majestic imperial dao aura into 'two sections'!

The opposing party could not withstand a single blow!

In the depths of the void, Qi Qiao's expression also shifted slightly, but there was no joy in his eyes.

After the White Emperor Golden Halberd slew that figure, it did not cease, but instead transformed into a streak of golden light that swept toward the depths of the void.

The White Emperor Golden Halberd's might is vast, containing within it the Holy King's dao traces; once activated, unless it strikes the opponent fully, it will not return.

This also means that the White Emperor Golden Halberd's recent burst of slaughter was merely directed at an illusory phantom.

In the depths of the void, Zhang Jian utilized the advantage of his home turf created by the Rivers and Lands State Diagram, his form escaping into the boundless void, behind him a sharp golden light flying swiftly in pursuit.

At this moment, Zhang Jian also grasped in his other hand a person clad in white-gold dragon robes, with closed eyes, a true immortal.

This was the Great Yin Emperor, Qi Xiuwen.

Leveraging the authority of the Godpath Emperor to suppress the Great Yin dragon qi, Zhang Jian directly subdued Qi Xiuwen, who was cultivating in the Hall of Supreme Extremes, and sealed his primordial spirit with the Qinglian Purify Soul Incantation.

Nevertheless, this still provoked a backlash from the Great Yin dragon soul.

Zhang Jian gazed with his eyes upon the White Emperor divine light behind him.

That White Emperor divine light was extraordinarily sharp, even the dimensional space hidden within the Rivers and Lands State Diagram was faintly being severed by it.

Zhang Jian estimated that the power of this treasure likely exceeded the limits of fourth-rank immortal treasures.

Within it lay a formidable fruit-of-the-dao might, containing the concept of 'certain to hit' as a fruit of the dao.

This is a profound mystery of the great dao belonging to the fruit-of-the-dao level.

This treasure surpasses the four-rank spirit edicts displayed by that extradimensional deity.

Zhang Jian knew that even if he could block it, he himself would certainly pay a price.

However, regarding this treasure, Zhang Jian already had experience.

Unable to settle this Holy King relic, but he could settle the cultivator wielding this Holy King relic.

To what extent a Holy King relic can unleash its might ultimately depends on what kind of existence is driving it!

Zhang Jian's eyes twitched slightly, his form aligning with the Rivers and Lands State Diagram's dao chart, in the depths of the void, streaks of illusory Tai Xu spirit bodies manifested.

Each of these streaks of Tai Xu spirit bodies contained his qi mechanism.

Yet his true form instantly appeared above Qi Qiao's head.

Qi Qiao's expression changed, sensing danger, but at this moment the White Emperor Golden Halberd was disturbed by the opponent's qi mechanism and could not return directly.

A layer of intense killing aura surged from his body's surface, and a white-gold iron armor appeared on his body, the armor's belly covered with countless ancient runes, within each rune faintly echoing as if one could hear countless ancient heavenly sounds of the great dao.

This is a defensive-type immortal treasure, appearing not low in rank, possibly exceeding second rank.

But for Zhang Jian at present, even a third-rank defensive immortal treasure would be nothing.

Zhang Jian raised his hand, and a streak of scorching divine light instantly enveloped Qi Qiao's entire body.

One of his palms seemed to cover the heavens.

Daoist golden light appeared, entwining around Qi Qiao's body, as if heaven and earth, the state and the land, had transformed into a brocade divine mountain pressing down upon Qi Qiao.

Qi Qiao's face bulged, his entire body squeezed by terrifying force, as if the divine demon runes circulating within his hundreds of apertures were crushed, reduced to powder.

The third-rank defensive immortal treasure on his body's surface exerted tremendous effect.

Countless black qi swirled around, forming a grand barrier tightly pressed against the skin, containing an immortal and indestructible spiritual power.

Yu Qiao stared wide-eyed at this moment, even the depths of his pupils flashing with a blood-red light.

His strained voice came from within.

"Who exactly are you, and why do you oppose my Great Yin Yu clan?"

Yu Qiao already had some suspicions in his heart, but even now he still felt disbelief.

He finally understood why Yu Lianwu had never returned.

Under such power, even if he held the Sacred King's relic, he would have no strength to resist.

In the depths of the void, Zhang Jian's gaze came upon him, his eyes holding a hint of a sneer.

"You don't even know who I am, yet you dare to seize the bride of my Zhang clan of Dongzhou?"

After his words fell, he exercised the authority of the Divine Dao, preparing directly to slay this god.

Cut the grass but not the roots, and the spring wind will blow again.

At this moment, Zhang Jian was no longer merely seeking revenge for the bride-abduction; he was preparing to completely reclaim this Divine Capital City beneath his feet.

By seizing the Yu family's foundation, the Zhang clan of Dongzhou could avoid ten thousand years of detours.

Boom—!!

At this moment, a muffled thunder suddenly came from above the heavens.

Hearing the thunder, Zhang Jian's eyes flickered with surprise.

The void within the Divine Capital City had long been controlled by the Map of Mountains and Rivers; inside, it was like his Divine Dao domain—thoughts followed intent, and if he did not summon thunder, no thunderous sound would arise within the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

Within the thunderlight, a golden light flashed; the White Emperor's Golden Halberd broke through space and appeared, now floating in midair.

After the manifestation of the White Emperor's Golden Halberd, layer upon layer of thunderclouds tightly followed above the heavens, and moreover, a terrifying grand phenomenon stirred, triggering an anomaly in the laws of heaven and earth.

It actually broke through the suppression of the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

Zhang Jian's gaze fell upon the White Emperor's weapon, his brows tightly furrowed, his expression solemn.

Deep within this weapon, a dense and intense Imperial Dao will gradually emerged!

That will faintly appeared, instantly causing Zhang Jian's expression to shift.

This feeling was very much like facing that unknown great power in the Sunset Moon Cave Heaven—only a single thought, and he had crushed the immortal deep within the Sunset Moon Cave Heaven.

Zhang Jian's expression fluctuated.

Such a level of terrifying divine power exceeded his imagination; evidently, only the methods left behind by a Sacred King powerhouse within were beginning to erupt.

Or perhaps the ancient Sacred King White Emperor himself had taken action.

At this moment, in the void, gazing upon this scene, many elders of the Yu clan dressed in primitive attire, wearing ancient and simple garments, saw the sight and were likewise horrified, but in an instant their faces turned to joy, and they shouted loudly.

"The Sacred King's ancestral spirit has manifested—this wretch must die!"

One after another, the Yu clan elders could not help but kneel and kowtow, their eyes filled with wild joy.

Only then did one see that within the Divine Capital City, temple after temple of the Sacred King suddenly burst forth with grand Imperial Dao majesty.

Zhang Jian gazed upon this scene, his eyes holding some solemnity, yet he felt no fear at all.

The relics of the ancient Sacred King are not solely possessed by the Yu clan.

The Yu clan possesses the Sacred King's ancestral founder, and likewise, the Tongshan Dao lineage also has one!