Chapter 438

Just as Su Chen left the Three Realms and headed beyond the domain.

On the battlefield of the Broken Soul Mountain Range, the ink-colored demonic sea pressed down on the firmament.

The True Martial Great Emperor's dharma body had already cracked more than half, and the nine-colored divine light on the dark armor extinguished inch by inch.

The Demon-Quelling Sword lay in front of him, the blade vibrating, emitting a low sword hum.

That was the Demon-Quelling Sword wailing.

At this moment, a small gap had already cracked open on the sword body.

The True Martial Great Emperor lowered his head and looked at the long sword in his hand, a trace of guilt appearing in his eyes.

At this moment, the tortoise and snake phantoms behind him had already faded to the point of being almost transparent, and the Heavenly Court divine path power still poured down from the nine heavens, but facing Kun Peng at the peak of the Semi-Sage realm, even the Heavenly Court divine path power was powerless to turn the tide.

"True Martial, how much longer can you hold on?"

Kun Peng stood on the ink-colored sea tide, his sleeves motionless, his voice spreading throughout the mountain range.

The True Martial Great Emperor raised his sword, the tip still pointing at Kun Peng.

"This Emperor guards North Beiju Luzhou and never retreats."

Kun Peng's long, narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

"Stiff-necked."

He raised his hand and pressed down, and the ink-colored demonic sea sank instantly.

The nine-colored divine light around the True Martial dharma body exploded, the massive dharma body swayed violently, and more and more cracks appeared on the dharma body, as if it would collapse completely the next moment.

Outside the Broken Soul Mountain Range, the demon kings who had already escaped watched this scene, not daring to breathe.

This scene was too terrifying.

If the True Martial Great Emperor had his dharma body shattered in public by Kun Peng, the majesty of the Heavenly Court would be shattered all over North Beiju Luzhou.

Who would dare to say that the Heavenly Court suppresses the Three Realms in the future?

At that time, the majesty of the Heavenly Court would no longer exist, and whoever had the bigger fist would be the rule.

The True Martial Great Emperor gripped the sword with both hands, and divine light ignited from the Great Luo Dao fruit within his body.

He wanted to use his own dharma body as a guide to forcibly slash out the final sword.

Even if this sword could not kill Kun Peng, it could strike out the majesty of the Heavenly Court.

"Demon-Quelling." The True Martial Great Emperor spat out two words.

The Demon-Quelling Sword lit up with frost-white sword light, and a sword light filled with endless Demon-Quelling sword intent slashed toward Kun Peng.

Kun Peng's eyes narrowed, he clenched his five fingers, and the demonic energy filling the sky condensed.

The space around the True Martial Great Emperor shrank violently, like an invisible prison, pressing his dharma body tightly.

The sword light that had just lit up on the Demon-Quelling Sword was forcibly pressed back into the sword body.

The True Martial dharma body's brow cracked, nine-colored divine light sprayed out, and the True Martial dharma body was about to shatter.

Just at this moment, at the end of the distant horizon, a beam of earth-yellow light rose.

Kun Peng turned his head abruptly, looking into the distance.

That light was not dazzling, but encompassed all things, thick and carrying things.

It crossed millions of li of mountains and rivers, arriving above the Broken Soul Mountain Range in an instant.

A beam of earth-yellow light curtain poured down, like the fetal membrane of heaven and earth, protecting the front of the True Martial dharma body.

The ink-colored demonic sea collided with the light curtain, and all demonic energy was silently swallowed by that light curtain.

The True Martial dharma body's pressure was greatly reduced; he held the sword and took a step back, the cracked brow slowly closing under the repair of the Heavenly Court divine path power.

The smile on Kun Peng's face disappeared, and he spat out two words.

"Earth Book."

As soon as his voice fell, the void rippled, and a Daoist stepped through the air.

The Daoist wore a purple-gold crown, draped in a crane cloak, held a whisk, and had a clear, thin face.

He did not walk fast, but every step he took, the earth veins of the Broken Soul Mountain Range stabilized by a notch.

Above his head hung an ancient scroll.

The scroll was half-open, mountains and rivers flowing on the scroll surface, and earth-path laws poured down, suppressing the firmament.

It was precisely the ancestor of Earth Immortals, Zhen Yuanzi.

The True Martial Great Emperor withdrew his sword and nodded slightly to Zhen Yuanzi.

"Many thanks, Great Immortal Zhen Yuan."

Zhen Yuanzi looked at the True Martial Great Emperor and nodded in return.

"True Martial Daoist friend guards all living beings, this poor Daoist naturally cannot stand by and watch."

After speaking, his gaze turned to Kun Peng.

"Kun Peng."

Zhen Yuanzi's voice was not high, but it was filled with chilling killing intent.

"After so many years, you finally deigned to come out."

Kun Peng looked at Zhen Yuanzi and sneered.

"Zhen Yuanzi, you don't stay in Wanshou Mountain guarding your precious ginseng fruit tree, what are you doing running to North Beiju Luzhou?"

Zhen Yuanzi flicked the whisk in his hand, and the Earth Book flipped open a page.

Earth-yellow divine light paved the firmament, occupying half the sky with the ink-colored demonic energy.

"Collecting debts." A trace of chill flashed in the depths of Kun Peng's eyes.

"Hong Yun has been dead for countless eons, you still won't let me go?"

Zhen Yuanzi took a step forward, and the entire land of the Broken Soul Mountain Range responded to him.

"You plotted against Hong Yun outside the Purple Heaven Palace back then, seized the Primordial Purple Qi, and forced him to die and dissipate."

"How could this poor Daoist forget this debt."

Kun Peng sneered.

"Contending for the Dao in the Primordial world, everyone relies on their own means. Hong Yun was stupid, who can he blame?"

Zhen Yuanzi did not refute; he raised his hand, pressed the Earth Book, and a yellow beam of light rose from the Earth Book.

Kun Peng's expression sank, his sleeves waved violently, and the ink-colored demonic power transformed into countless spatial blades, strangling down from all directions.

Each blade contained spatial laws; if an ordinary Great Luo Golden Immortal touched one, their physical body and Dao fruit would be cut open.

The True Martial Great Emperor gripped the Demon-Quelling Sword, preparing to take action to help.

Zhen Yuanzi, however, raised his hand to stop him.

"Please rest, Daoist friend; this round, this poor Daoist wants to settle old scores with him."

As the words fell, the Earth Book flipped, and a layer of earth-yellow light curtain expanded.

Countless spatial blades slashed onto the light curtain, not even causing a ripple, and were swallowed into the earth-path laws.

Kun Peng formed seals with both hands, and a Kun Peng true form appeared behind him, a massive Kun beast, obscuring the sun and sky.

"Zhen Yuanzi, this seat wants to see if your Earth Book is truly unbreakable!"

Kun Peng slapped down, and the Kun beast dharma image behind him moved accordingly.

The Kun beast's innate divine ability appeared, thousands of spaces folded, as if wanting to press the entire heaven and earth into a thin sheet of paper.

Zhen Yuanzi looked up, the Earth Book hanging above his head, and the phantom of the Primordial mountains and rivers appeared in the ancient scroll.

Wuzhuang Temple, Wanshou Mountain, the earth veins of Western Xi Niuhe Zhou, and even the power of the entire Earth Immortal Realm earth were all triggered at this moment.

Boom!

The palm print fell, the earth-yellow light curtain only sank three feet, then rebounded.

Kun Peng's spatial palm print shattered on the spot, the broken void turbulence rolling wildly toward the surroundings, and dozens of residual peaks of the Broken Soul Mountain Range were swept by the aftermath, emitting a faint yellow light, resisting the aftermath of the battle between the two Semi-Sage powerhouses.

This was the Earth Book communicating with the power of the earth veins to protect the earth and mountain peaks.

The True Martial Great Emperor watched this scene, the solemn expression in his eyes easing slightly.

The Earth Book is truly worthy of being the Primordial supreme defensive treasure; standing on the earth, Zhen Yuanzi is almost invincible.

Kun Peng narrowed his eyes; he naturally knew that Zhen Yuanzi was difficult to deal with.

Back when the Demon Court was still there, he did not want to fight Zhen Yuanzi to the death, because although this old Daoist could not kill him, he also could not defeat this old Daoist, making him very difficult to deal with.

Kun Peng snorted coldly in his heart; so much time had passed, and this old Daoist was still the same as ever, disgusting to fight.

But that's fine, Zhen Yuanzi has come, so the commotion will be even bigger.

The Heavenly Court, the Buddhist sect, and those eyes hiding in the dark should all be staring at North Beiju Luzhou now.

As for the Shattered Star Abyss side...

Thinking of this, a smile that was hard to detect appeared at the corner of Kun Peng's mouth, fleeting.

Zhen Yuanzi captured this trace of change; his brows moved slightly, not understanding what Kun Peng was smiling about.

He took a step forward, and the Earth Book divine light soared.

Earth-yellow laws transformed into chains of mountains, probing out from the void and locking onto Kun Peng's limbs.

Kun Peng's figure swayed, spatial laws activated, and his entire person disappeared instantly.

But the next moment, just as he appeared a hundred li away, a phantom of a mountain rose from the earth beneath his feet, sealing his retreat.

Zhen Yuanzi had already raised his hand.

"North Beiju Luzhou is also earth; where are you going?"

Kun Peng's face turned ugly.

The Earth Book communicates with earth laws, borrowing earth veins to lock enemies; as long as he is still in the Earth Immortal Realm, Zhen Yuanzi's divine abilities will follow like a shadow.

He snorted coldly, his dharma image changing into the form of a Great Peng, his wings spreading, forcibly tearing open the earth vein blockade.

Ink-colored demonic energy and earth-yellow divine light collided, as if wanting to split the firmament in two.

The power of two veteran Semi-Sage peaks collided together; if it weren't for the Earth Book protecting the land of North Beiju Luzhou, this land would have already been beaten to a pulp.

The True Martial Great Emperor was now within the Earth Book light curtain, the cracks in his dharma body gradually healing with the help of divine path power.

He watched Zhen Yuanzi and Kun Peng fight, but his heart was not relaxed.

Kun Peng was too abnormal; he still did not understand what Kun Peng's purpose was in doing all this.

He remembered what Su Chen had told him, that this place might just be bait and not Kun Peng's true purpose.

Thus, the True Martial Great Emperor subconsciously went to look for Su Chen's figure, but found nothing.

In the sky, the battle between the two Semi-Sage peaks became increasingly intense.

They saw Zhen Yuanzi flick his sleeves, and the sleeves expanded in the wind.

In an instant, it blocked the sky and the sun; there was no cloth texture in the sleeves, only a boundless void opening up, as if even the sun, moon, and stars were about to be collected into it.

It was precisely Zhen Yuanzi's signature divine ability, "Sleeves Containing the Universe."