256: The Emperor's Uncle's Wrath, Records of the State

Within the annihilation space storm, a deathly silence fell.

The sword rainbow that tore through the eternal night had already vanished at the end of the storm, as if it had never appeared.

Solitary City Ye left.

He left with flair, with resolve, and in a way that left everyone present somewhat bewildered.

"Fool! Scoundrel!"

Ji Changkong's usually austere and majestic face was now contorted with extreme fury, veins throbbing wildly at his temples.

He stared intently in the direction Solitary City Ye had disappeared, his teeth grinding, his chest heaving violently, like a volcano about to erupt.

This madman! This ignorant sword fanatic!

He just left like that?

He, the esteemed Imperial Uncle of Great Qian, had lowered his stance to ally with him, yet not only did Solitary City Ye not appreciate it.

Instead, at the most crucial moment, for the sake of that ridiculous so-called pride of a Sword Cultivator, he saved the enemy, slapped his face, and then just walked away?

An indescribable sense of humiliation transformed into an invisible, venomous fire, more malicious than the annihilation space storm, burning his heart and bones, fiercely scorching Ji Changkong's Divine Soul.

"Good, good, good! Solitary City Ye! This Dominator will remember you!"

Ji Changkong spoke each word distinctly, his voice steeped in a cold killing intent that could freeze the Soul.

"Once this matter is concluded, this Dominator will personally submit a memorial, requesting the Immortal Emperor to list you, this ignorant Sword Cultivator, on the Immortal Dynasty's must-kill list! May you and your ridiculous Sword Dao turn into dust in history!"

Having vented the accumulated anger in his heart, Ji Changkong suddenly turned back.

His gaze, like two iron hooks glowing red in magma, once again locked onto the green-robed figure kneeling not far away.

The ferocity in his eyes rapidly receded like a tide, replaced by an even more fervent, more insane greed that almost overflowed his eyes!

Good!

Ji Changkong suddenly sneered inwardly.

Solitary City Ye leaving is perfect!

That madman's Sword Dao was divine, and his combat power was bizarre. If he had truly stayed, dividing the spoils afterward would have been a huge hassle.

One misstep, and he might even have been bitten back.

Now, he's gone.

Ancestor Xuan Ming, that good-for-nothing, was also fought by this kid until his Divine Soul was extinguished.

In the arena, only he remained, and Old Monster Cang Xuan, who was still watching from afar, with unknown intentions.

But, so what?

No matter how strong Old Monster Cang Xuan was, he was ultimately just one person, a Loose Cultivator without roots or backing!

And behind him stood the entire Great Qian Immortal Dynasty! The undisputed overlord of the Tianyuan Continent!

As long as he could capture this child, seize the heart of chaos origin, immediately use a secret technique to escape, and return to Central State.

Then, with the vastness of the world and the Immortal Dynasty's Luck enveloping him, even if a Half-step Void Return expert personally arrived, they wouldn't dream of snatching the item back from the Immortal Dynasty's hands!

"The Heart of Chaos is destined to be mine!!"

In an instant, all hesitations and fears were completely washed away by this monstrous desire that could devour reason.

He looked at Shen Yuanmo, who couldn't even stand steadily, his aura as weak as a candle in the wind, threatening to extinguish at any moment, and finally, uncontrollably, a victor's sinister smile appeared on his face.

On the other side.

The moment Solitary City Ye bought him that once-in-a-lifetime chance to breathe, Shen Yuanmo didn't hesitate for a single second.

With a thought, he directly grabbed a handful of Medicinal Pills from his storage ring, and without even looking, stuffed them all into his mouth.

Dozens of Medicinal Pills, each shimmering with spiritual light and exuding a rich medicinal fragrance, were all High Grade Tier 4 healing holy medicines and Qi replenishing Divine Pills that he had personally refined in the past, enough to drive even a Nascent Soul Ancestor mad!

The Medicinal Pills melted upon entering his mouth, transforming into dozens of vast and mighty torrents of medicinal power, capable of instantly filling a lake, rushing madly towards his Meridians, which were already dry and even covered with terrifying cracks.

However, it was useless.

Or rather, the effect was minimal.

Shen Yuanmo's consumption this time was simply too great.

Continuously slaying four Soul Transformation experts, each time was a life-and-death struggle, each time pushing beyond his limits.

His magic power had long been drained, his Divine Soul was on the verge of tearing, and even that incredibly resilient Half-step Nascent Soul Dao fruit was covered with tiny cracks due to the final forced activation.

This kind of damage to his Origin simply couldn't be remedied by a few Medicinal Pills in a short amount of time.

The vast medicinal power pouring into his body was like pouring a basin of clear water onto a dry, cracked riverbed; most of it evaporated instantly, with only a very small portion barely nourishing his almost collapsed Dao foundation.

Heart-wrenching pain surged from the depths of his Divine Soul, from every inch of his flesh and blood, every cell.

His vision blurred, and his consciousness, like a candle in the wind, was on the verge of fading into unconsciousness.

But Shen Yuanmo could not fall!

Absolutely not!

Shen Yuanmo bit down hard on his tongue, using the sharp pain and strong metallic taste of blood to forcibly dispel the constant waves of dizziness in his mind.

He propped himself up with the great evolution immortal slaying sword in his hand, using his last shred of strength, slowly, inch by inch, he straightened his body once more!

Shen Yuanmo's figure still swayed, his face still as pale as paper, but the backbone that supported him against the heavens stood perfectly straight!

His deep eyes pierced through layers of spatial turbulence, meeting Ji Changkong's eyes, which were filled with greed and cruelty.

There was no fear, no despair, only a deathly coldness.

Even when his oil was depleted and his lamp extinguished, even when he was in a desperate situation, the unyielding and proud spirit from the depths of his Soul had not bent a single bit!

"Little Beast, you are quite good."

Meeting those terrifyingly calm eyes, Ji Changkong's heart inexplicably skipped a beat, as if he had been targeted by a dying primordial beast.

Immediately, a stronger killing intent and a sense of violated humiliation surged into his heart.

A dying man dared to look at him with such eyes!

"To force them one by one to their deaths, you have reason to be proud." Ji Changkong's smile became incredibly sinister, like a demon from Hell. "But, your legend ends here!"

He didn't want any more accidents to happen.

The longer the night, the more dreams!

A resolute madness flashed in Ji Changkong's eyes, no longer holding anything back!

He suddenly raised his right hand, gathered his magic power, and slammed his palm hard against his chest!

"Pfft!"

A large mouthful of vital essence blood, utterly different from ordinary fresh blood, shimmering with brilliant purple-gold light, with countless tiny Dragon shadows seemingly swimming within it, was spat out by him!

This mouthful of essence blood contained his most fundamental Human Emperor Dragon Qi, its preciousness enough to diminish his Lifespan by a hundred years!

But Ji Changkong didn't care!

Compared to the heart of chaos origin, which would allow him to ascend to heaven in one step and glimpse a higher Realm, what was a mere hundred years of Lifespan!

The purple-gold Dragon blood did not dissipate; instead, it transformed into a living stream of light, scattering with an arcane trajectory, precisely onto an ancient scroll that had appeared in his hand at some unknown point.

The scroll's material was neither metal nor silk, and its surface was mottled with the marks of time, appearing unremarkable.

But the moment it absorbed that mouthful of Ji Changkong's vital essence blood!

Buzz—!

The entire scroll suddenly erupted with ten thousand feet of golden light!

The golden light was sacred, majestic, and profound, carrying a glorious Heavenly Might, actually forcing back the raging and chaotic annihilation space storm that could tear apart Soul Transformation experts, illuminating an absolute, orderly Domain!

"With my Ji clan's essence blood, I invoke my Immortal Dynasty's national fortune, opening my mountains and rivers of the community!"

Accompanied by Ji Changkong's solemn chant, like a sacrifice to heaven, every syllable imbued with supreme majesty.

That scroll slowly unfurled amidst this storm of destruction and Chaos!

Within the scroll, there was no record of gods and demons, nor any peerless sword technique.

It was a splendid landscape of mountains and rivers! A living land!

Majestic mountain ranges were the spines of giant Dragons, piercing the sky, wreathed in clouds.

Mighty rivers were the Bloodline of Heavenly Gods, surging endlessly, their waters roaring.

The sun and moon hung above, stars dotted between them, casting their radiance.

Even more, grand cities stood in array, countless flickering lights of myriad households, crisscrossing paths, the sounds of chickens and dogs heard from afar, billions of citizens thriving within!

Everything in the painting was lifelike, with even the faint sounds of wind, water, and human voices faintly emanating from it.

It was as if it wasn't a painting at all, but a truly existing, self-operating, miniature world with complete Laws!

A supreme pressure, far more terrifying and profound than any previous Dao Artifact, emanated from the scroll.

It was a glorious and mighty power that suppressed national fortune, bore the faith of all people, performed the Fengshan sacrifice on behalf of heaven, and defined mountains and rivers!

The moment he saw this scroll, the name of this Magic Treasure exploded in Shen Yuanmo's mind like a thunderclap.

A Tier 5 High Grade Dao Artifact—the heaven and earth community map!

The Great Qian Immortal Dynasty's national treasure! Personally refined by the first Immortal Emperor, it was said to contain a real Small World, possessing the supreme Divine Might to suppress national fortune and change heaven and earth!

Though the one in Ji Changkong's hand was merely a replica.

The immense power radiating from it still made Shen Yuanmo feel an unprecedented, deadly threat!

The level of this power had already surpassed mere magic power and Law, ascending to the level of rules and worlds!

"Little Beast, to be reduced to dust under this Dominator's heaven and earth community map is the greatest honor of your life!"

Ji Changkong held the scroll, bathed in ten thousand feet of golden light, his aura and the Magic Treasure perfectly merged, as if he had transformed into the true Dominator of this scroll world.

He looked at Shen Yuanmo, who couldn't even stand steadily, and a cruel and triumphant sneer appeared on his face.

"Within this Dominator's mountains and rivers, turn to dust!"

The moment his voice fell, he violently shook the scroll in his hand!

The world within the scroll came alive!