Chapter 87

After the ancestor Li Qingyun left the hall and paused briefly, he directly struck out.

He tore open space.

With a casual gesture, a golden light shot forth, heading straight for the holy land.

In an instant.

The winds and clouds changed color!

Under the swirling clouds and mist, the massive Qingyun Mountain Range, after the ancestor's casual strike, now resembled an ancient ferocious beast about to awaken.

A low, rumbling boom echoed from the high skies above the mountain range.

Moreover, accompanying this tremendous roar was an emperor's might that blanketed the heavens and earth.

Whoosh!

Within the thick clouds and mist, the vast spiritual energy surged violently.

It shocked the world!

At the same time.

Holy Prefecture, Heavenly Sage Holy Land.

Today is the day the Holy Land will destroy the Qingyun Sect.

Numerous Holy Land experts, strong cultivators, and disciples gathered at a vast plaza within the Holy Land.

The Holy Lord Yang Zai looked down with a dignified, imposing gaze.

Behind him, several Xian Saint realm experts stood, their auras fully unleashed.

Their terrifying might shot straight up to the clouds.

The floating clouds roiled, and heaven and earth lost their color.

This is the foundation of the Tian Sheng Holy Land's dominance over the Eastern Region.

Five Xian Saint realm experts, and a dozen or so Saint realm cultivators.

The Void-Shattering and Half-Saint realms are also numerous, and the remaining experts of other realms are too many to count.

A Holy Land with hundreds of thousands of years of heritage has dominated the Eastern Region for tens of thousands of years.

The strength of the Tian Sheng Holy Land must not be underestimated.

Such heritage absolutely makes cultivators across the Eastern Region's prefectures tremble; before the Qingyun Sect, none dared to face its edge.

"Everyone, the people of the Qingyun Sect from Ling Prefecture have slain my holy son and slaughtered the strong of our Holy Land."

"Today, this Holy Lord resolves to trample the Qingyun Sect and avenge past shame!"

"Let them follow in the dust of the Misty Blue Holy Land; the Qingyun Sect shall leave not even chickens or dogs!"

The Holy Lord Yang Zai's imposing voice spread throughout the Holy Land.

Trembling, it was like heavenly might.

Throughout the Holy Land, none dared not to obey.

Thereafter, a mighty aura surged skyward, in an instant sweeping across heaven and earth.

The outside world's people trembled in shock!

Is it coming?

The sect-destroying battle is about to begin!

Cultivators from the thirteen prefectures are all watching this battle that will decide the order and pattern of the Eastern Region.

Will it be the foremost of the five great Holy Lands, continuing to dominate the Eastern Region?

Or will the powerful great sect, the Qingyun Sect, begin to rise to hegemony?

Just then.

A piercing, ringing sound rang out.

It echoed throughout the entire Holy Prefecture.

Countless gazes were drawn to it.

Something's up!

Could it be…!

Above the Tian Sheng Holy Land.

After the harsh tearing sound, space was directly ripped open.

A huge chasm like an abyss surfaced.

It revealed the endless void within.

From the void, an edict infused with endless imperial might descended.

A mighty imperial might swept across the entire Eastern Region.

Even the Qingyun Sect far away in Ling Prefecture felt it.

In the hall, Feng Qingyang stood with his hands behind his back and gave a satisfied smile.

The show is about to begin.

He was watching this side.

After the edict descended.

A terrifying pressure followed.

At this moment, even cultivators of the thirteen prefectures of the Eastern Region, separated by tens of millions of li, were shocked by this aura, staring wide-eyed and tongue-tied at that edict.

First came endless imperial might pressing down on the Eastern Region, then an edict descended upon the Holy Land.

Sss!

Whose handiwork is this?

It's simply shocking to the world and outrageous to customs!

At this moment, cultivators from all provinces suddenly recalled that terrifying figure from not long ago.

A figure stepping through boundless chaos, coming from the endless void!

This aura, this mighty momentum—it's definitely the same person!

Could it be that he bears a grudge against the Holy Land?

No…… he has a grudge; this is definitely a powerful expert sent by the Azure Cloud Sect!

On the Holy Land's side.

Boom—

After the golden, sparkling Divine Decree descended from above.

The brilliant light shone upon this land of Holy Province.

But this dazzling light, to the people of the Holy Land, is nothing short of a death talisman!

Ah!

Under the pressure, the Holy Land crowd that moments ago had been mighty were all pressed down, crawling on the ground!

What's happening?

Quickly, go summon the ancestor!

Holy Lord Yang Zaiyin, likewise pressed down and crawling on the ground.

At this moment, straining to lift his head until his eyes almost burst, he gazed upon that Divine Decree in the sky.

As the Holy Lord who dominates a realm, when has he ever suffered such humiliation!

Being pressed down and crawling on the ground is practically worse than being killed.

The remaining sleeping ancestors within the Holy Land sensed it and wished to rise from their coffins.

But they found the coffin lids immovable, and worse, the terrifying pressure from outside was already closing in on them.

They could barely protect themselves!

"Holy Lord, save me!"

"I don't want to die!"

"I surrender, I surrender! Spare my life!"

The Holy Land folk's anguished cries spread for a thousand li.

Merely this terrifying pressure is beyond what they can endure.

Pressed down, they could only wail and beg for mercy; even fleeing was a luxury.

The others also howled helplessly.

Yang Zaiyin's face turned ferocious as he frantically circulated his cultivation, the mighty Holy Source surging outward again and again.

But it was all in vain; he could not budge the pressure weighing on him in the slightest.

"Damn it!"

"Who the hell, blind as a bat, provoked such a powerful expert!"

"Let the Holy Lord know—I'll exterminate his nine clans!"

He still wondered how such a powerful expert would voluntarily attack their Holy Land!

As for those cries for help directed at him, he turned a deaf ear.

Haven't you seen that even the Holy Lord himself is pressed down and crawling?

The Divine Decree then slowly opened amidst those cries of misery.

A soul-shaking voice then rang out.

"I am the Azure Cloud Sect's Azure Cloud Ancestor."

"How dare the Holy Land insult my Azure Cloud Sect? You tiny ants, overestimating yourselves, bringing disgrace upon yourselves."

"Today I issue this Divine Decree, to trample and annihilate the Holy Land."

"So as not to tarnish the prestige of my Azure Cloud Sect!"

"Annihilate!"

A voice like heavenly might, echoing between heaven and earth, entered everyone's ears.

"Azure Cloud Ancestor!"

"Azure Cloud Sect!"

"Indeed, this is the handiwork of a powerful expert from the Azure Cloud Sect!"

Just as the outside cultivators had guessed.

That mighty figure is indeed a person of the Azure Cloud Sect!

The Holy Land is doomed!

"You Azure Cloud Sect truly will not rest until death!"

Hearing the words from above, Holy Lord Yang Zaiyin shouted through gritted teeth.

Yet under that mighty heavenly might, he appeared so pale and powerless.

After the word 'Annihilate' sounded from above.

After a tremendous boom.

The Divine Decree's golden light blazed forth, then transformed into a huge hand that blotted out the sky.

A terrifying heavenly tribulation followed.

Crackling, it struck downwards.

The great hand also descended thereafter.

An overwhelming pressure that blankets the sky and earth sweeps down.

No——!

Seeing this, the tragic cries of the Holy Land's people grew even louder.

All were horrified, staring at the massive hand descending from the heavens.

Boom——!

After the dull, thunderous roar.

Everything in the Holy Land was blasted to powder.

The once mighty and prosperous Holy Land was utterly wiped out by a single palm, ceasing to exist!

Even the cultivators of the Thirteen Provinces felt an earth-shaking tremor, as if an apocalyptic calamity had descended!

After the smoke cleared, upon looking into the distance.

Where the Holy Land once lay, there was only desolation—a single vast chasm like a heavenly abyss.

Like this!

Simply terrifying to this degree!

Where is the Holy Land? Where are its experts?

They all ascended to heaven!

Damn!

Gasps of shock rang out one after another; the scene was utterly shocking.

The premier Holy Land that dominated the Eastern Region, in casual conversation, was wiped out by a single palm.

Azure Cloud Sect, must not be provoked!