216: Chapter 216 The Supreme One's Wrath Rises, Laws Cover the Sky!

Lin Yi glanced at the three women.

After their synchronization, their aura naturally linked into a single loop.

There was no need for words; they all understood each other.

Su Yuxi raised her hand, and silver-white dao rhyme transformed into Heaven-Sealing Chains, rising against the sky.

The downward momentum of the giant palm was forcibly halted for a moment.

Cyan-white radiance spread from Shen Qingyue's palms, protecting Wang Hong, Xu Chen, and the others.

The shaken Qi and blood of the group quickly stabilized.

Chu Wanqing strummed the imperial zither, the sound transforming into blades that sliced away the decaying runes at the edges of the giant palm layer by layer.

Lin Yi stepped into the air.

He activated the Secret of Jie.

The Heavenly Emperor Fist erupted.

At the same moment, the god-slaying sword slashed out a streak of black sword light.

The fist light and sword light overlapped, surging straight toward the center of the giant palm in the sky.

Boom!

A crack was torn in the grey sky, the center of the giant palm exploded, and the decaying Law scattered in all directions.

But the next breath, the shattered palm shadow curled back from the edges, attempting to re-condense.

Lin Yi sneered.

"Still trying to recover?"

The immortal burial coffin appeared across the sky.

The coffin lid opened a crack.

A devouring force swept out, dragging all those residual Laws into the coffin.

Thump!

The coffin lid slammed shut, the giant palm completely disintegrated, and the pressure on the world suddenly lifted.

Xu Chen pulled his legs out of the pit, looking covered in dirt and grime.

"We held it off?"

"We actually withstood a strike from a Supreme?"

Wang Hong stared at Lin Yi's back, his chest heaving violently.

"It was the Saint who withstood it!"

Xu Chen immediately nodded.

"Understood."

"I'm responsible for providing atmosphere value."

Chu Wanqing looked toward the forbidden zone in the distance, the smile on her face vanishing.

"He isn't injured."

Su Yuxi's gaze grew colder.

"That was just a casual strike."

Shen Qingyue gripped the cyan-white Qi in her hand.

"Everyone be careful, he's getting serious!"

Sure enough, tens of thousands of miles away.

That Ancient Immortal Supreme took a step, the space beneath his feet shattered in large swathes, and the Ancient Halls in the forbidden zone collapsed over a wide area.

At the same time, in the shadows on the other side of the Ancient Realm, a grey-robed figure landed silently behind a cliff.

Jichen looked up toward the direction of Lin Yi and the others, killing intent surging in his eyes.

"You actually managed to get in!"

Secret patterns of the Heaven and Earth Gate emerged in his palm, masking his own presence.

"Very well."

"Let that one test your bottom line first."

Further away, inside the Black Sea-like clouds, a pair of giant Dragon eyes slowly opened.

That aura was far stronger than the Aotian Clone on Burial Emperor Island.

The Dragon eyes stared at the stone gate, the killing intent almost shredding the sea of clouds.

Lin Yi seemed to sense something and looked up into the distance.

Three strands of killing intent.

One Ancient Immortal Supreme.

One Jichen.

And the Aotian main body.

Just after landing in this Ancient Realm, they were already being served the next course of tough opponents.

Xu Chen followed Lin Yi's gaze, and his scalp nearly exploded.

"Big Brother."

"I have a mature suggestion."

Lin Yi said:

"Speak!"

Xu Chen took a deep breath.

"How about we find a place to eat something first?"

"I'm afraid we won't have the chance later."

Chu Wanqing raised her hand and knocked him on the head.

"Shut up."

Lin Yi, however, smiled.

He gripped the god-slaying sword, and Grandmist Chaos Qi surged beneath his feet.

"There's no rush to eat."

"Let's slaughter a Supreme first for entertainment."

As the words fell.

The Ancient Immortal Supreme in the distance raised his hand again.

This time, the entire world sank along with it.

Lin Yi took a step, the edge of the god-slaying sword pointing straight at the firmament.

At this moment, the wind stopped, and the tattered flags on the ground no longer fluttered.

The ancient weapons half-buried in the soil in the distance emitted waves of mournful cries at the same moment.

Xu Chen had just lifted the ancient desolate hall when a scalp-numbing cracking sound reached his ears.

He looked down and saw that the broken spear by his feet was slowly turning into dust.

"Big Brother."

"I think this old geezer's emotions aren't very stable."

"Should we try reasoning with him first?"

Chu Wanqing hooked her fingers onto the strings of the imperial zither, and crimson gold light feathers spread out behind her.

"Didn't you just say you came out to take a beating?"

Xu Chen's expression twisted, and he hugged the ancient desolate hall and moved closer to Wang Hong.

"That was a strategic provocation."

"Who knew he would actually listen to advice!"

Wang Hong was in no mood to respond.

He stared at the direction of the forbidden zone in the distance, his face paler than before.

"Saint, be careful."

"This time, I fear he is using more than just his own Laws."

Lin Yi looked up, and under the Primordial Immortal Pupil, the grey sky was pierced through layer by layer.

The broken dao marks floating in the battlefield, originally chaotic and disorganized like broken spider webs.

But at this moment, they were all being pulled by the aura of the Ancient Immortal Supreme, converging in the same direction.

Ten thousand miles away, the Ancient Immortal Supreme's ancient robes fluttered loudly, and dark golden light flickered in his hollow eye sockets.

He looked at Lin Yi and his group across the endless wasteland.

"Junior."

"Just because you can withstand one of this Venerable's strikes, you think you have the qualifications to clamor?"

Xu Chen twitched the corner of his mouth and muttered softly.

"Big Brother, that sounds ominous."

"Usually when a villain says that, the next move won't follow any martial ethics!"

Chu Wanqing glared at him.

"Xu Chen, can you say less?"

Xu Chen immediately raised his hand and made a zipping motion across his lips.

"Fine."

"I'll shut up."

As soon as he finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"But if the situation gets too outrageous, I might not be able to help myself."

Su Yuxi ignored their bickering.

Her gaze fell into the depths of the firmament, silver-white dao rhyme overflowing from the center of her brows, transforming into strips of Dao Patterns.

"He is awakening the residual Laws of this battlefield."

"These Laws once belonged to the Ancient Immortal war; although broken, they still carry the aura of slaughter from the old days."

Shen Qingyue's face was pale, but she did not retreat a single step.

The Hunyuan Diagram appeared behind her, its cyan-white radiance flickering, as if resisting some ancient summoning.

"He is very familiar with this place."

"When the Shen Family was guarding the gate back then, this person must have been here."

Lin Yi looked at her.

"Can you still hold on?"

Shen Qingyue raised her eyes, coldness rising bit by bit in her pupils.

"Yes."

"Since he recognizes the Shen Family Bloodline, I cannot fall."

Lin Yi nodded, the god-slaying sword in his hand spinning out a streak of black light.

"Then let the reckoning begin!"

Upon hearing these words, the flesh on the Ancient Immortal Supreme's face twitched slightly, as if he were smiling.

"A reckoning?"

"Do you even have a future?"

He raised his hand, but this time, he did not condense a giant palm.

That withered hand simply squeezed gently toward the Void Realm.

Crack!

A cracking sound came from the depths of the firmament.

Immediately after, the thick grey clouds began to twist.

They piled up layer by layer, like countless decaying soul shadows squeezing together.

Eventually, they transformed into a massive face that covered ten thousand miles.

That face had no clear features, only two deep eye sockets.

Below the eye sockets, the grey clouds rolled, forming a massive open mouth.

It roared silently toward the place where everyone was located.

"My name is Gu Ye!"

"Sink into oblivion, Mortals!"

Wang Hong's chest jolted, and his face immediately turned a few shades paler.

Several Saint King Elders beside him retreated simultaneously; one had blood surging in his throat and bowed his head to cough up a patch of scarlet.

"Not good."

"This is not just pure Realm pressure."

"He is making this world reject us!"

Another Elder hurriedly propped up a Peak Saint King Domain.

But as soon as the Domain was unfolded, several gaps were bitten into its edges by the grey Laws.

The Elder groaned, his knees buckling, and he nearly collapsed to his knees.

Xu Chen hurriedly lifted the ancient desolate hall above his head.

The ancient desolate hall scattered ancient brilliance, blocking most of the Law pressure for him.

But the next moment, the hall body hummed, its light being ground away bit by bit by the grey cloud face.

Xu Chen's eyes widened.

"You've got to be kidding me?"

"Even the ancient desolate hall is being dimmed?"

Wang Hong gritted his teeth and said:

"Xu Chen, retreat behind me."

Xu Chen looked at Wang Hong's pale face, then looked at the ancient desolate hall in his arms, his tone uncharacteristically serious.

"Elder Wang, you look more like the one who needs protection right now than I do."

Wang Hong's mouth twitched.

"Enough nonsense."

"It is not yet time for me to let you take the blade for me."

Xu Chen carried the ancient desolate hall, but he did not retreat any further.

"Then I'll block half a blade."

"You can handle the other half yourself."

Chu Wanqing wanted to laugh, but the pressure brought by the Laws in the firmament made her fingertips tighten.

On the imperial zither, three strings vibrated on their own.

The crimson gold halo protected her body, yet it was still being eroded layer by layer by the grey Laws.

"This old thing really knows how to be disgusting."

"He is ten thousand miles away, yet he makes the entire battlefield fight for him."