203: Chapter 203 The Emperor Stands in the Void, His Name is Dao Xi!

White bones, rotting scales, severed arms, and broken armor were everywhere.

They crawled out from the seabed, rushing toward the Ancient Hall like madmen, as if pulled by the neck by that pillar of divine light shooting into the sky.

Wang Hong led several Elders to guard the perimeter.

Six Laws of the Peak Saint King propped up a wall of light.

No sooner had the wall of light formed than dozens of Divine Fire Realm Ghost Spirits slammed into it.

Clack! Clack! The sound of impacts was constant.

Wang Hong gritted his teeth and shouted, "Hold steady!" "No one is allowed to retreat!"

Another Elder wiped the blood from his face, panting as he cursed, "Old Wang, don't you worry." "Even if I'm gnawed down to a skeleton today, I'll hold this gate."

Wang Hong glanced at him. "Stop talking nonsense." "Your skeleton doesn't have enough meat on it; even the Ghost Spirits would find it too tough to chew."

The Elder was stunned, then immediately cursed, "What time do you think it is? You're still mocking me?"

Before he could finish, an Ancient Corpse draped in tattered armor smashed through the edge of the light wall and charged toward the palace gate.

With every step its feet hit the ground, black cracks appeared.

Shen Qingyue raised her hand, and Origin Qi flew from her palm, transforming into a circle of white chains that coiled around the Ancient Corpse's ankles.

The Ancient Corpse's movements halted.

Chu Wanqing's zither music followed closely. Sound blades pierced through the Ancient Corpse's chest, drawing out a spray of rotting blood.

Lin Yi raised his hand, following up with a strike of Sword Intent.

Puff! The Ancient Corpse's head exploded, and its remains collapsed three zhang away from the palace gate.

Fine beads of sweat broke out on Shen Qingyue's forehead, but her expression remained cold and calm. "This can't go on." "They are attracted by Yu Xi's Dao Fruit aura; the more we kill, the more appear."

Chu Wanqing pressed her fingertips against the strings, her breathing quickening. "Then we'll kill them until they dare not approach!"

Xu Chen shouted from the left, "Sister Wanqing is right!" "If one comes, I'll smash one; if two come, I'll smash a pair!"

The next moment, five Ghost Spirits lunged at him simultaneously. Xu Chen's face turned green. "Brothers." "I was just trying to liven up the atmosphere!"

Boom! The ancient desolate hall slammed down again, causing large cracks to erupt across the stone steps.

Lin Yi watched the black tide in the distance, Grandmist celestial light circulating in his eyes.

These strange creatures were not just mindlessly charging the gate. Their actions had rhythm and division of labor.

In every wave of attacks, the Divine Fire Realm Ghost Spirits were responsible for charging ahead and dying. Meanwhile, the Saint King Ancient Corpses in the rear specifically targeted the gaps in Wang Hong and the others' spellcasting to strike the light wall.

Deeper within, several other auras were hidden in the black mist. Those were the things that truly wanted to breach the gate.

Lin Yi flipped his palm, and the immortal burial coffin rose into the air.

The jet-black coffin suspended itself above the Ancient Hall. The coffin lid vibrated, and the devouring power within transformed into a black vortex.

The fastest batch of Ghost Spirits was instantly swept up. They clawed wildly in mid-air, their shrieks piercing enough to make one's eardrums ache.

As the coffin mouth swallowed, dozens of Ghost Spirits were sucked inside.

Xu Chen's spirits were immediately lifted. "Big Brother, once this coffin of yours comes out, the air feels so much fresher!"

Lin Yi ignored him, raised his hand, and pressed down, sending the immortal burial coffin crashing toward the densest part of the black tide.

Boom! The coffin slammed into the sea surface, sending black water erupting hundreds of zhang into the air.

Large swaths of Ghost Spirits were crushed into mud, and before their remnant souls could escape, they were absorbed by the Dao Patterns on the coffin.

But just then, a low roar came from the depths of the Black Sea, causing all the firelight outside the Ancient Hall to flicker.

Wang Hong's expression changed drastically. "Saint, there's a big one under the sea!"

The words had barely left his lips when a massive bone hand emerged from the black water, with broken chains wrapped around its five fingers.

It grabbed the edge of the shore and pushed itself up with force. A headless Ancient Corpse, standing a hundred zhang tall, climbed up from the seabed.

A shattered ancient mirror was embedded in its chest. A black light flashed within the mirror, and hundreds of soul shadows flew out, lunging toward Su Yuxi inside the palace.

Shen Qingyue's face turned pale, and she immediately formed seals. "Block it!"

Chu Wanqing plucked the strings violently, and the zither music transformed into a fire Phoenix, colliding head-on with the soul shadows.

But there were too many soul shadows; the fire Phoenix only blocked half. The rest bypassed the music, slipping inside through wall cracks, floor fissures, and even the shadows of the palace roof.

Su Yuxi sat cross-legged at the center of the formation, the light of the Dao Fruit already integrated into half of her body. Silver-white divine light pulsed at the center of her brow, and her aura shifted between sharp and gentle. She was at the most critical juncture. If struck by the soul shadows, the Fusion would certainly be damaged.

Lin Yi's eyes turned cold. "You're courting death!"

He stepped out, blocking the palace gate entirely. Hongmeng Chaos Qi erupted from his body, forming a purple-gold barrier.

The soul shadows collided with the barrier, emitting ear-piercing shrieks.

Lin Yi did not stop; he shifted the Sword Intent in his palm, and the Grass Sword Art slashed horizontally across the Void Realm in front of the palace.

Ssh, ssh, ssh! Hundreds of soul shadows were annihilated by the Sword Intent.

However, the ancient mirror on the headless Ancient Corpse's chest continued to glow, and soul shadows flew out batch after batch.

Wang Hong roared and charged toward the headless Ancient Corpse first. "Shatter that mirror of its!"

Several Elders attacked simultaneously. Law-infused giant hands, Saint weapons, and precious seals all smashed toward the ancient mirror in a frenzy.

The headless Ancient Corpse raised its bone arm and swept it across. Bang! Bang! Bang! Three Elders were sent flying, smashing into stone pillars in the distance.

Wang Hong took the hit head-on, slamming the Holy Light in his palm onto the edge of the ancient mirror. The ancient mirror immediately cracked. But he was also recoiled by the impact, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Elder Wang!" Xu Chen panicked when he saw this and rushed forward, clutching the ancient desolate hall. "Let me test its durability!"

The ancient desolate hall smashed toward the headless Ancient Corpse's chest. The headless Ancient Corpse slapped it away. Xu Chen and the hall were sent flying backward, his backside plowing a long trench into the ground.

He grimaced in pain. "Good grief." "This thing is way too hard!"

Chu Wanqing bit her lower lip, placed the imperial zither across her knees, and struck all ten strings simultaneously. The zither music soared sharply.

An Imperial Phoenix phantom flew out from the strings, colliding with the ancient mirror while wreathed in scorching flames.

Shen Qingyue also raised her palm, and a stream of Origin Qi wound along the firelight, precisely locking onto the crack in the ancient mirror.

Lin Yi captured this moment. He activated the Qian Secret. He predicted the position of the headless Ancient Corpse's next arm lift.

His figure flashed, appearing before the Ancient Corpse's chest. He struck with the Heavenly Emperor Fist. The fist light hit the ancient mirror dead center.

Crack! The ancient mirror shattered on the spot. The soul shadows that hadn't flown out yet emitted shrill screams and were all sucked back into the Ancient Corpse's body.

The headless Ancient Corpse's massive body lost its support, and it stumbled back several steps.

Lin Yi grabbed the immortal burial coffin with his backhand and aimed the coffin mouth at the Ancient Corpse's chest. "Collect!"

The black vortex erupted. The headless Ancient Corpse struggled to retreat, its bone palms clawing the ground to pieces, but it was still dragged bit by bit toward the coffin mouth.

Wang Hong's eyelids twitched as he watched. "The Saint's Magic Treasure seems to get more terrifying the more it's used!"

Xu Chen sat on the ground rubbing his backside. "Elder Wang, be confident." "Remove the word 'seems'."

After the immortal burial coffin swallowed the headless Ancient Corpse, the Dao Patterns on the coffin body lit up with a circle of dark light. The strange Qi was refined away, and the remaining Origin sank into the coffin.

The black tide cleared for a brief moment. Everyone immediately seized this gap to recover.

At this moment, the divine light inside the Ancient Hall grew even more intense. A blurry Imperial shadow appeared behind Su Yuxi.

The Imperial shadow stood in the Void Realm, robes fluttering, holding a silver-white longsword. As soon as she appeared, the entire Ancient Hall fell silent. Even the Ghost Spirits in the Black Sea instinctively retreated half a step.

Chu Wanqing gazed at the Imperial shadow, her voice softening significantly. "Yu Xi's past life..."

Shen Qingyue nodded. "Empress Daoxi!"

Xu Chen stopped joking around and looked up for a long while. "This aura is so strong!" "No wonder that loach would covet Yu Xi's Dao Fruit!"