Chapter 639

Boom!

The eerie domain that had already spread nearly a hundred li vanished in an instant; the displaced air rushed back all at once, and the resulting gale hurled sand and stones beyond the walls of Shendu, dust filling the sky.

One figure after another was sent flying in all directions—precisely the members of the imperial court and the Xieshen Sect who had been inside the eerie domain moments before.

"That eerie domain…"

Huang Huang Longzi, gripping his great black umbrella, felt a jolt in his heart and strode abruptly up onto the city wall.

That Cloud Demon old ghost's eerie domain had actually vanished for real!

"How could this be?!"

Huang Huang Longzi clenched the umbrella handle, and a monstrous wave surged up in his heart.

The descent of an eerie domain into the present world was hardly rare in Tian Shi Yuan—in fact, he himself had witnessed it once with his own eyes. Once such an event occurred, it would usually persist for a long time and bring about tremendous calamity.

An eerie domain was formed when a powerful cultivator, after falling from the Hou Shen Jing, plunged into the You Jing; it contained not only the divine patterns and spirit manifestations from their lifetime, but also the corroding power of the You Jing.

Not to mention that Pang Pang Wenlong still had strength to spare—even if he had summoned his 'Divine Palace,' it would have been absolutely impossible for him to expel that eerie domain so easily.

"No, this doesn't look like Pang Pang Wenlong driving it away. It looks more as if some invisible great hand has pulled it back into the You Jing…"

Beads of sweat appeared on Huang Huang Longzi's brow. He glanced instinctively at Li Yuan—the boy was still in shock, his expression somewhat dazed.

Boom!

The gale howled; thunder rolled and shook the air.

Outside the abruptly vanished eerie domain, beneath the sweeping wild wind, the people who had been flung away reacted swiftly—some pivoted to charge toward the rising Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing, others fled in all directions.

Seeing Wan Wan Zhuliu die and the Cloud Demon's eerie domain vanish without a trace, not to mention the Xieshen Sect members, even the experts of the imperial household had no more will to keep fighting; they scattered in all directions.

Only Emperor Qian, after coming back to himself from his shock, roared in unwillingness and charged toward the Great Sun Golden Bell.

"Your Majesty!"

Wang Jin's true qi erupted; he forcibly halted his retreating form and instead lunged toward Emperor Qian's position.

"Great Sun Bell!"

Emperor Qian's hair whipped wildly; the great hand formed from true gang gripped the Great Sun Golden Bell in a death-grip, and heedless of everything he bolted away.

"Think you can leave?"

Having struck Yun Yun Yeshan back into the You Jing and sensing something was amiss, Pang Pang Wenlong did not pursue into the You Jing. Instead, he let out a cold laugh and raised his hand to seize the Great Sun Golden Bell.

A thousand years ago, he had scoured the world; he had obtained most of the twelve Daoist Tianyun Daoist Tianyun Xuanbing, but the only one he had truly wielded was this Great Sun Golden Bell!

"Get back here!"

A great shout rang out for hundreds of li.

A buzzing tremor was heard, and the Great Sun Golden Bell shuddered violently—dragging Emperor Qian, who was burning his blood in a mad dash, forcibly back.

"Your Majesty, flee at once!"

Wang Jin arrived in a single bound; true gang and true qi surged forth, and the black armor he wore burned like flame. He brushed past Emperor Qian's side and, of his own accord, threw himself at Pang Pang Wenlong.

"Loyal, aren't you."

Pang Pang Wenlong raised his hand indifferently and struck a Scarlet Sun Palm through the air:

"Not a single one of you is leaving!"

"Puh!"

The palm-print streaked across the long sky. Wang Jin had no time to react before he coughed blood and was sent flying backward; his body and armor alike shattered, and the Divine Realm he had yet to reveal was drowned in raging flames.

No longer held back by the eerie domain, the Great Sun Scarlet Sun Palm now displayed its ferocity: one palm pierced straight through Wang Jin, who had tried to block, and its force not only failed to diminish but grew even more violent.

Like a great sun patrolling the heavens, it slammed toward Emperor Qian, whose eyes were wide with fury.

"Ah!"

Emperor Qian was at the height of shock and rage, but facing that violently ferocious Great Sun Scarlet Sun Palm, he could only unwillingly abandon the Great Sun Golden Bell, which was struggling violently.

A ghostly light flashed at his brow, and that Great Sun Scarlet Sun Palm passed through his body like an illusion, not harming him in the slightest.

"Trying to Dun Ru You Jing?"

How swift was Pang Pang Wenlong's reaction?

The instant his strike missed, his palm became a claw, shadowing its target. A roar of unwillingness was heard, and Emperor Qian—who had half-Dun Ru You Jing by means of the contingency Yun Yun Yeshan had left behind—was forcibly dragged back out!

"Run!"

"Run!"

At the sight of this, the members of the imperial court and the Xieshen Sect were utterly terrified; even the evil gods among them fled without a second thought, a sorry sight indeed.

"That old fellow had been holding back earlier…"

Yan Yan Tianxiong, who had already fled several hundred li away, felt his scalp go numb. He didn't even spare a thought for the Eagle and Elephant Dharma Kings behind him; with a single gulp of true gang, his speed surged several times over.

His reaction was swift; he keenly sensed the danger.

That old fellow meant to kill them all!

"Pursue!"

On the city wall, the Silkworm Daoist and the Itch-Head Monk had just come back to themselves from the shock of the eerie domain's abrupt disappearance, and they had already leapt into the air, pursuing imperial court Grandmasters like Wu Wu Yingxing and Shen Shen Qisheng.

Thoughts flashing through his mind, Huang Huang Longzi suddenly looked up. Three streams of crimson light rose into the sky, bursting with dazzling divine radiance; even with the great black umbrella shielding him, he could not help squinting slightly.

"Divine Palace."

Huang Huang Longzi's spirit gave a slight jolt. He knew in his heart that this Pang Pang Wenlong had also sensed the change in the You Jing, which was why he was now striking with full force, seeking a swift conclusion.

In fact, when Divine Palace Realm experts clashed in Tian Shi Yuan, they would always summon their Divine Palaces, command their spirit manifestations, and wield dao soldiers along with all manner of spells and arts. Only in this kind of sealed heaven and earth would summoning the Divine Palace be treated as a trump card.

For no other reason than this: no spells, no dao soldiers—naturally, only the spirit manifestation could be driven forth?

But his expression remained very solemn. A sealed heaven and earth did not mean this Pang Pang Wenlong was weak; on the contrary, those who could cultivate to the Divine Palace Realm in such a sealed heaven and earth—where resources were scarce and there was no guidance from predecessors—possessed heart, comprehension, and fortune beyond ordinary people.

"Mm?"

The instant the divine light flared beyond the city, Li Yuan also came back to himself from his daze. He cast a reluctant glance at the divine fire burning atop the gray Dingxin Dingxin Shitai, then focused his gaze outward.

Where the strange land had vanished, Pang Pang Wenlong stood high in the empty sky, his robes snapping in the wind, three blazing fireballs shining behind him in concert, sketching out a strange scene that seemed to appear and disappear.

Within that strange scene, mountains rose and fell, the earth was thick and heavy, with Qianshan and ten thousand waters dotted throughout, and above them hung nine great suns flickering in and out — that was Pang Pang Wenlong's divine palace.

But at this moment, atop that strange scene, the Qianshan, the ten thousand waters, and the nine great suns were only ornaments; what drew the eye most was a single divine peak that thrust up from the earth straight into the clouds,

and atop that divine peak, a simple, solemn palace.

He gazed into the distance, peering through the wide-open gates of that palace, and dimly made out three indistinct, non-human-shaped divine statues:

"This is Old Pang's divine palace…"

Boom!

The thought had barely flashed through Li Yuan's mind when a tremendous roar came from the void.

The faintly visible divine palace within that strange scene suddenly trembled and solidified — in less than an instant, it seemed as if it had truly descended into the present world.

From several dozen li away, Li Yuan felt rolling waves of heat crash against his face; then, ten thousands of beams of rainbow light, as solid as matter, burst forth from that divine palace, searching out in all directions.

"Not good!"

A thousand li away, Yan Yan Tianxiong, who had been fleeing, felt a chill in his heart and whipped his head around to see, outside the walls of Shendu, a sea of light and flame, with a Zuodadian floating within it, three great suns wheeling around it like birds.

The next instant, he felt his eyes sting with pain; he had only just managed to urge on the divine armor draped over him when a crimson palm clamped onto the back of his skull and dragged him bodily toward the outside of Shendu!

"How does one even fight this…"

Yan Yan Tianxiong gave a bitter smile and stopped struggling.

He looked all around and saw long rainbows piercing the void, streaking toward every direction; when they returned, they carried figures who were either struggling, or pleading, or roaring in fury.

Among them were the Eagle and Elephant Dharma Kings he had left behind, the sect's Bone and Flesh Vajras, Shen Shen Qisheng who like him had stopped struggling, Wu Wu Yingxing whose face was ashen…

After the strange land vanished, everyone who had fled in all directions was dragged back by those rainbow lights, like a great hand, from every direction.

Caught in a single net!

"So this is the Divine Palace realm?"

When he fell to the ground, Yan Yan Tianxiong's face was bitter; his peripheral vision swept past, and he saw that Wu Wu Yingxing and the others looked even worse than he did — even the Bone Vajra, who was born contrary, had lost his ferocious aura, his eyes appearing clear and limpid.

"Bind them, bind them all!"

Nie Xianshan came riding his sword, waved a great hand, and the true-successor elders of the Gedao Sect surged forward one after another, skillfully sealing their true qi and niwan palaces, binding them and tossing them into a pile.

"It's over…"

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Li Yuan's face showed no joy at all; instead, his heart grew colder and colder.

For this battle, he had entertained many expectations on the road here.

He had imagined Pang Pang Wenlong cutting a swath through all sides, slaying the Cloud Demon Old Ghost and the Qian Yan Fa Master, sweeping away the chronic ailments; he had also imagined the Cloud Demon holding a trump card, and Pang Pang Wenlong suffering a great defeat…

He had even imagined, after a great defeat, cooperating with Huang Huang Longzi to find a way to protect the old acquaintances of Dragon Tiger Temple and Divine Weapon Valley.

But he had never imagined that what would end this battle would be a single cry from the Blood Phoenix, the evil god who had crossed the You Jing…

(End of this chapter)