229: Chapter 229 Tai Chi Revolving

Before the voice had even faded—he suddenly withdrew his left hand, his five fingers flying to form an incredibly eerie Dharma Seal!

The Dharma Seal was pitch black as ink, with countless vengeful souls faintly wailing and struggling within it. The moment it took shape, the entire Eternal Graveyard shook violently, as if an earth dragon were turning over, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter!

Countless burial mounds cracked open with a roar, tombstones toppled and shattered. As soil flew, an even thicker, purer Death Qi surged into the sky, transforming into black clouds that blotted out the sun, dyeing the entire sky a deathly, ink-black color—not even a sliver of light could penetrate it!

"Do you think the Legacy of my Tai Miao Ancestral Witches only consists of such minor techniques as the 'Sky-Plucking Hand'?"

Li Chengsi laughed wildly, his voice raspy like a broken gong, yet carrying a bone-chilling pressure: "Today, I will let you witness the true forbidden secret technique of my Tai Miao—"

"Ten Thousand Souls Sacrifice, Ancestral Witch True Form!"

"Boom—!!!" A thunderous sound that shook the universe, as if coming from the primeval ages of long ago!

Countless vengeful souls surged madly from the cracked burial mounds, dense and blotting out the sky!

They shrieked and struggled, forcibly pulled by an invisible force, transforming into a black torrent that spanned the heavens and earth, like a galloping ink dragon, carrying world-destroying power as it gathered frantically toward Li Chengsi's direction!

Li Chengsi's body began to swell crazily!

His original stature of over eight feet instantly surged to several zhang in height. His dark-colored witch robe shattered inch by inch, revealing a body covered in knotted muscles—every inch of muscle contained the power to shake the heavens and move the earth!

Dense, ancient witch runes appeared on his skin. These runes flickered with a ghostly green light, crawling and moving over his body like living things, emitting a wild and ancient aura—as if an Ancestral Witch that had slept for eons was about to descend into the mortal world!

What was even more terrifying was—a vertical eye slowly opened in the center of his forehead!

The pupil was as pitch-black as an abyss, devoid of any luster, yet it revealed an eerie power capable of peering into life and death and reversing Yin and Yang!

Merely a glance from it caused the surrounding Death Qi to stagnate!

Xuanyuan Zhanxian's expression changed slightly. He could clearly feel Li Chengsi's aura surging at a terrifying speed, climbing like a rocket. He quickly let out a low shout: "You seek death!"

Before the voice faded—sword light like a dragon, Taiji rotation!

The long sword in Xuanyuan Zhanxian's hand slashed out suddenly. Black and white Qi intertwined to form a massive Taiji Diagram, a hundred zhang in diameter, carrying world-destroying power as it slashed down toward Li Chengsi's head!

The speed of the sword momentum was extreme, reaching the limit, as if crossing the barriers of time and space, arriving before Li Chengsi in an instant—this awe-inspiring Sword Intent was enough to chill the heart of any Cultivator of the same rank!

But in that split second—a beam of gray-black light shot out from the third eye on Li Chengsi's forehead!

The beam contained endless Death Qi and resentment, condensing the wails and unwillingness of ten thousand souls, and it struck precisely at the central hub of the Taiji Diagram!

"Hum—!!!" The Taiji Diagram trembled violently, the black and white Qi instantly chaotic, like a disrupted chessboard. The sword momentum was forcibly deflected, grazing Li Chengsi's shoulder and slashing into the ground!

The ground was cleaved into a bottomless trench, stretching for several miles. Death Qi and Sword Qi intertwined and collided within the trench, kicking up smoke and dust that filled the sky—blotting out the sun!

"Now…" Li Chengsi's voice had become like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts, raspy and terrifying, carrying a bone-chilling laughter, each word seemingly coming from the depths of Hell: "It is my turn to strike!"

On the distant horizon, Liushui Qingshang had just broken free from a fatal desperate situation. Before he could even catch his breath, he suddenly felt his heart tighten—a premonition of death, even more terrifying and hopeless than before, descended once again!

Like a cold viper, it instantly coiled around his heart, causing the blood in his entire body to almost freeze!

Every hair on his body stood on end as he looked toward the direction of the Eternal Graveyard in disbelief, his eyes filled with horror and despair.

He saw that above the firmament—the gray-black giant hand that had originally become blurred and dissipated was actually re-condensing, nourished by the endless Death Qi and vengeful souls!

And it had become even more solid, even more terrifying!

On the giant hand, ancient witch runes flickered with a ghostly green light. Each finger was like a towering mountain, and the pressure it emitted was enough to make Nascent Soul Cultivators tremble—as if the very heavens and earth were about to be crushed to pieces by this giant hand, returning to Chaos!

"Not good…" Not far away, Jian Tanghuang's face was as pale as paper, her delicate body trembling slightly, her eyes filled with horror and gravity, her voice carrying an imperceptible tremor: "This is… the sign of an Ancestral Witch descending!"

"He has actually used ten thousand souls as a sacrifice to summon the power of an Ancestral Witch's True Form!"

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Zhanxian's eyes revealed a look of gravity for the first time.

He could clearly feel that at this moment, Li Chengsi had completely merged with the entire Eternal Graveyard—his aura was no longer merely at the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul, but had surged to the level of the Late Stage of the Nascent Soul, and even faintly showed signs of surpassing it!

Moreover, the power on his body carried a wild and domineering aura, completely different from the rules of heaven and earth, yet it could forcibly distort the rules with infinite power—as if he were a terrifying existence from another dimension!

"Since you want to fight, then I shall grant your wish!" Xuanyuan Zhanxian slowly raised the long sword in his hand, fully expanding his Taiji Dao Domain. Black and white Qi surged like a tide, forming a massive Taiji light screen, protecting him in the center.

On the light screen, countless Law runes flickered and flowed, emitting an extremely pure and righteous Dao rhyme, forming a stark contrast with the sinister Death Qi on Li Chengsi: "Today, I will let you witness what the true Dao is!"

The moment the voice fell—the Qi of life and death between heaven and earth began to collide frantically!

On one side was the endless Death Qi that the Eternal Graveyard had accumulated over hundreds of millions of years, carrying the wails of vengeful souls and the dominance of the Ancestral Witch, like a black tsunami, overwhelming the sky as it swept toward Xuanyuan Zhanxian—wherever it passed, space shattered, and all things withered!

On the other side was the Taiji Dao Domain that Xuanyuan Zhanxian had comprehended, where Yin and Yang generated each other, combining hardness and softness, carrying an endless vitality and the awe-inspiring righteousness to slay demons and eliminate evil, transforming into a black and white barrier, clashing head-on with the frenzy of Death Qi—every collision erupted with world-destroying energy!

Two diametrically opposed forces clashed fiercely on this ancient land. Space shattered inch by inch, black spatial rifts spread like spiderwebs, emitting a heart-palpitating devouring force—as if to devour the entire Eternal Graveyard completely!

Time seemed to have fallen into Chaos, everything around became blurry, leaving only the massive roaring sound produced by the collision of the two forces, which made people's eardrums ache and their Divine Souls tremble—even the Cultivators watching from afar felt a wave of shock!

"Everyone, retreat immediately! This is no longer something we can interfere with!" Fairy Mo Ying felt the space around her being constantly compressed, as well as the suffocating sensation brought by the two terrifying forces. A flash of fear crossed her eyes, and she quickly shouted sternly to the Tai Miao Ancestral Witches Disciples who were still watching nearby—her voice carrying unquestionable authority!

Not far away, Chu Zhanxiao helped up the severely injured and blood-covered Tuoba Ye, limping as they retreated into the distance, but his gaze remained fixed on the battlefield in the center of the Eternal Graveyard—his eyes full of unwillingness and anxiety, yet he was helpless. At this moment, the battlefield was no longer something they could intervene in.

Wu Zhen and Yun Zhi exchanged a glance, both seeing gravity and determination in each other's eyes, and then both turned to look at Second Prince Wu Yuanchen. Second Prince Wu Yuanchen nodded slightly, his expression calm, but deep in his eyes lay a hint of imperceptible worry.

Under the escort of the three, the Disciples of the Great Wu Dynasty all retracted their aura, like startled birds and beasts, retreating rapidly toward the edge of the Secret Realm—not daring to linger for even a moment!

"Go!" Wu Zhen let out a low shout. The blood-gold long sword in his hand flourished a brilliant sword flower. As the Sword Qi crossed and intertwined, he cleaved apart a residual wave of Death Qi rushing toward them, protecting Second Prince Wu Yuanchen and the others as they retreated toward the edge of the Eternal Graveyard.

Yun Zhi followed closely behind, the folding fan in her hand unfurling. Spiritual power flowed through the fan ribs, emitting a faint golden light, sweeping away all the Yin evil Qi attacking from the flank—her movements were clean and efficient!

As for those Prodigies of the Dynasties watching from afar, the moment they realized the danger, they had already fled thousands of miles away, watching from a distance—not daring to approach even half a step!

In the distance, Jian Tanghuang gazed at the constantly expanding and increasingly clear phantom of the Ancestral Witch in the firmament. Her face was as pale as paper, her lips trembling slightly, devoid of color.

She forced herself to circulate the remaining spiritual power in her body, a faint Phoenix True Fire dancing on her fingertips. Although the flame was weak, it emitted an aura of extreme Yang and extreme hardness, like a spark in the darkness, ready to respond to any possible mishaps at any time—silently praying in her heart that Xuanyuan Zhanxian would be safe.

The firmament of the Eternal Graveyard had long since been torn into a scene of Chaos. The energy turbulence, intertwined with scarlet and pitch-black, was like a mad dragon that had broken free from its shackles, dancing and raging above the Nine Heavens—wherever it passed, the Laws wailed, and the Void Realm collapsed!

The earth cracked into ravines ten thousand zhang deep. The bottomless fissures surged with the deathly silence accumulated over tens of thousands of years. Broken primeval withered bones and shattered dark iron coffins were tossed and whirled in the storm—every inch of scorched earth was soaked with the wails of blood and souls, and even the wind passing by carried a bone-eroding stench!

As this confrontation, capable of shattering stars and reversing the universe, entered its white-hot stage—on the peaks of the distant continuous broken mountains, several figures emerged silently, like shadows taking shape.

The leader wore a moon-white Daoist robe, the material like melting snow and cloud wisps. In the energy turbulence capable of tearing apart metal and stone, they remained completely motionless, not even a single wrinkle appearing on their robes—as if they were enveloped in a pure land independent of heaven and earth.