683: Chapter 683 The Seal of Heaven's Suppression, the Powerful Awareness

Hun Tiandi led his army, moving alongside the Derivative Realm, heading toward the Cangtian Holy Land.

The allied sects and dynasties of the Cangtian Holy Land had been nearly wiped out by the vanguard armies of the three Great Heavenly Dynasties, leaving no obstacles along the way.

The three extremely powerful Sovereigns converged their three different Derivative Realms, crushing everything in their path with brute force.

The Cangtian Sect that had tried to block Hun Tiandi was also completely annihilated and dealt with.

Hidden experts from third parties, hearing the commotion, did not dare to rush to the front at all and could only follow from behind.

Three days later, the three Sovereigns finally arrived outside the Cangtian Holy Land.

To the west, black Qi covered the sky like a purgatory, shining upon the world; this was the world governed by Nian Haocang.

To the south, golden light flickered in the sky, rolling like a leisurely courtyard as flames soared into the heavens, incomparably dazzling.

To the east, purple light flickered in the sky, exuding an aura that dominated heaven and earth.

Below each was a massive Holy Capital, and at the center, high above on a mountain that reached the heavens, stood a single figure on each.

Each of the three wore a Pingtian Crown and a Nine-Dragon Cloud-Smoke Robe, their eyes swirling with imperial majesty, harmonizing with heaven and earth as they looked down upon all living beings.

This was the form of the strongest: Nine-Star Dou Sheng, Sovereign of the Celestial Dynasty.

Nian Haocang, Emperor Gu Xuan, and Jiang Chonghuan.

Previously, some people had doubts about Jiang Chonghuan, but now there was only fear.

Whether it was the recognition from Nian Haocang and Emperor Gu Xuan or Jiang Chonghuan's control over a Derivative Realm, the people of the world were awestruck.

The three Sovereigns looked together toward the central Cangtian Holy Land in the distance.

Inside the Cangtian Holy Land stood countless monks holding weapons, seemingly ready to face the armies of the three dynasties, but the fine sweat on their foreheads revealed their fear.

At the entrance of the Holy Land stood two Nine-Star Dou Zun experts with halos above their heads, looking at the three Sovereigns in shock.

"The three Sovereigns are the most distinguished figures in the Central Plains. Do you intend to use your strength to bully the weak and overwhelm us with numbers? Are you not afraid of being condemned by future generations?"

One of the Bodhisattvas spoke coldly.

With a roar, the surroundings fell silent. The bear clan stopped their growling, the ancient dragons stopped their whistling, and the three-legged crows stopped their cawing, all looking at the Bodhisattva in the center.

Gaze after gaze filled with killing intent stared coldly at the Bodhisattva.

However, the three Sovereigns did not speak; talking to a Nine-Star Dou Zun Bodhisattva would be beneath their status.

Nian Haocang flicked his wide sleeve, and an imperial seal appeared in his palm.

In the distance, Hun Tiandi's eyes narrowed. That was an imperial seal, cast from Nine-Dragon Square-Heaven Jade—the imperial seal of the celestial dynasty.

A Divine Artifact symbolizing the suppression of a dynasty's Luck. He also possessed one, but compared to this seal, his own still had a long way to go.

Buzz!

Nian Haocang flipped his right hand, and the imperial seal flew into the air, suddenly expanding countless times until it blotted out the sun, as if this entire world was covered by it.

The imperial seal transformed into a Heaven-Suppressing Seal, like an immemorial divine mountain, ruthlessly pressing down toward the Cangtian Holy Land.

It erupted with the force of billions of tons, unstoppable and invincible.

A faint red light rose from below, carrying a destructive power that could ruin everything in the world. Countless experts in the Holy Land below performed terrifying Dou Techniques.

They attacked the imperial seal, but it was of no use.

Hun Tiandi's eyes widened as he watched the imperial seal press down; the Heaven-Suppressing Seal dominated heaven and earth.

Rumble!

The Heaven-Suppressing Seal fell heavily. The earth shook, and any attacks from Dou Zun experts failed to budge it in the slightest as they perished under the seal with expressions of terror.

Even the two Nine-Star Dou Zun experts were no exception.

Nian Haocang was the ruler of the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty; he had refined this imperial seal for so many years that even a Nine-Star Dou Zun could not shake it.

It landed upon the earth.

With an incomparably vast strike, the entire Cangtian Mountains began to crumble, and the many experts watching the spectacle from afar retreated continuously.

Nian Haocang made a casual beckoning motion, and the massive imperial seal of the celestial dynasty turned into a beam of light, falling into his hand before he put it away.

This was Nian Haocang's imperial seal, a special Magic Treasure.

Vast, heavy, and dominating, it truly broke all laws with absolute strength, and it was one of the most powerful types of Divine Artifacts on the Fighting Qi Continent.

The expressions of the three Sovereigns did not change, as if this was only natural.

The monastery on the ground had long since shattered, revealing the corpses of countless experts and the true entrance.

Three entrances appeared before their eyes.

"Army of the Da Gan Heavenly Dynasty, follow Us and charge into the Cangtian Holy Land!"

"Army of the Daxuan Heavenly Dynasty, follow Us and charge into the Cangtian Holy Land!"

"Army of the Great Jiang Heavenly Dynasty, follow Us and charge into the Cangtian Holy Land!"

Nian Haocang, Emperor Gu Xuan, and Jiang Chonghuan—the three Sovereigns gave their orders.

Subsequently, the three Holy Capitals each stepped into an entrance, directly crushing their way into the Cangtian Holy Land.

The armies, national beasts, and experts charged straight inside.

"Let us enter as well!" Hun Tiandi spoke indifferently as the army prepared to go in.

"Yes!" the crowd responded.

"Hun Tiandi, I won't be going. I hope that when you come out, you will make a trip to the Medicine Clan!" Yao Ling suddenly spoke, her expression showing a hint of something unexpected.

"Medicine Clan? Fine!" Hun Tiandi nodded.

Then he turned and soared into the sky, disappearing from the spot.

He chose an entrance and entered the Cangtian Holy Land, as the three Derivative Realms slowly moved toward the Buddha.

Above was a vast sea of Karma clouds, and below sat countless monks; its status was like that of a Heavenly Dynasty.

Inside the Cangtian Holy Land, there was golden light everywhere, with endless mountains and rivers that seemed to have no end—a landscape of golden-yellow mountain ranges.

The three Holy Capitals descended into the Holy Land. Buddhist chants were numerous, but it was also extremely dangerous.

The army advanced, carving out a path of blood as monks fell in the gore.

They were determined to destroy the Buddhist Altar and eliminate the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

"Gantian Holy Capital? Xuantian Holy Capital? Jiangtian Holy Capital? Merely Derivative Realms. Do you really intend to go head-to-head with the Cangtian Buddhist Altar?"

The voice of Guiyuan Buddha resonated from the Buddhist Altar, sounding like a great bell, filled with majesty and dominance.

"Then let's give it a try!" Jiang Chonghuan's voice rang out coldly.

Boom... Boom... Boom...

Three super explosions occurred in succession, shaking the entire Cangtian Holy Land. The destructive force triggered by the collision impacted in all directions, causing mountains and rivers to collapse.

After a collision between the three Holy Capitals and the Buddhist Altar, they slowly returned to their positions.

"Gui Di, Tianshi? Di Ming? Feng Shui Masters? Hmph, do not think my Cangtian Holy Land has no Feng Shui Masters left!"

Jinchan Buddha snorted coldly.

In the distance, Hun Tiandi paid no attention to the struggle between these super experts; he couldn't intervene anyway.

The most important thing now was to retrieve the void-forbidden divine tablets.

Leading the army forward, he directly saw eleven void-forbidden divine tablets standing there.

"Mr. Corpse Soul, the corpses in the Buddhist Tomb are all yours!" Hun Tiandi ordered the arrangement.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Mr. Corpse Soul bowed and then departed.

At the Buddhist Altar.

"Oh? Then call them out. There are other Feng Shui Masters? I wonder if it is Ren Jue? Or Shen Xiu?" Gui Di's voice rang out.

"Then let us battle!" Guiyuan Buddha said coldly.

Boom...

Then a blast echoed through the Cangtian Holy Land. Endless white light surged from the Buddhist Altar, lighting up the sky and giving off the feeling of a powerful being descending.

Then the color of the sky changed, suddenly becoming distinctly black and white.

This caused the entire Holy Land to transform.

"Wang Ku, move to take out the void-forbidden divine tablets. There are Buddha Restrictions on them, so be careful!" Hun Tiandi said indifferently.

Wang Ku stepped forward and began to move his hands, cracking the void-forbidden divine tablets bit by bit.

In the distance was another Derivative Realm—the Derivative Realm of the Cangtian Holy Land. Within the Buddhist Altar were three identical Buddhist Altars corresponding to the three Holy Capitals.

Three against three: Mituo Buddha, Guiyuan Buddha, and Jinchan Buddha each sat upon a Buddhist Altar, facing off against one Heavenly Dynasty.

"Cangtian Buddhist Altar? Derivative Realms? One real and two illusory?" Di Ming's voice cried out in surprise.

A mountain peak stood tall in the center, and on it stood a Black Robed Man whose appearance could not be seen.

"Who are you?" Tianshi said coldly.

"Shen Xiu? Impossible. Could it be Ren Jue? But Ren Jue has been missing for nearly a thousand years!" Di Ming said coldly.

Heaven, Earth, Man, God, Ghost—Tianshi, Di Ming, Ren Jue, Shen Xiu, and Gui Di.

This Feng Shui Master was so powerful that he was forcefully resisting three Feng Shui Masters by himself? Just who was this person?

The Black Robed Man stood at the center of the Buddhas, quite safe; the three Buddhas would definitely not let anything happen to him.

"My name is Ren Jue. Have you all remembered now?"

The Black Robed Man smiled faintly.

"Ren Jue? Didn't that lineage get wiped out a thousand years ago?" Di Ming exclaimed.

"Come, let me see the prowess of the three lineages of Feng Shui Masters. Of the three Derivative Realms, which is real and which is fake?"

Ren Jue spoke indifferently, but anyone could see his extreme dominance.