486: Chapter 487 The Ancestor Emerges from Seclusion! He Crushes the Imperial Jade Seal with a Single Punch!

The golden light rain from the shattered grand protective formation was still falling in mid-air.

The Tianji Dynasty Emperor, Long Ao, lay sprawled in a sorry state on the white jade steps, vomiting large mouthfuls of blood, his original golden nine-dragon robe now tattered and torn.

Seeing this, the civil and military officials below the main hall were so frightened that their faces drained of color, scurrying and crawling to hide deep within the hall.

They could not believe that the grand protective formation, which had been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years, had not even lasted a single second against this human in the Middle Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage.

Su Yang had his hands in his pants pockets, his shoe soles clicking sharply against the smooth white jade plaza.

Every step he took felt like a heavy hammer slamming hard against Long Ao's heart.

"You... you lunatic! You cannot destroy my Long family!"

Long Ao clutched his collapsed chest, roaring hysterically.

Watching Su Yang draw closer, he gritted his teeth and pulled a pitch-black bone token, engraved with complex dragon patterns, from his bosom.

Long Ao spat a mouthful of his own life essence blood onto the token and screamed frantically, "Unworthy descendant Long Ao respectfully requests the Old Ancestor to emerge and slay this powerful enemy!"

Rumble!

No sooner had he finished speaking than the mountain range in the Forbidden Ground behind the imperial palace suddenly shook violently.

The sky-filling black Demonic Qi intertwined with the Imperial Dynasty's Luck, transforming into billowing dark clouds that blotted out the sun and completely covered the sky over the entire imperial capital.

A terrifying pressure, ten times stronger than Long Ao's, awakened from deep underground.

"Who dares to run wild in the Tianji imperial capital?"

A vicissitudinous and ancient voice exploded between heaven and earth, shattering the tiles of the surrounding palaces.

An old man wearing a dark gray Daoist robe, with a withered figure, stepped on the billowing black mist, shot up from the Forbidden Ground in the back mountains, and instantly landed in the center of the plaza.

The old man had long silver hair, and his eyes were a strange scarlet red; every movement he made caused subtle black cracks to appear in the surrounding space.

The Tianji Dynasty Old Ancestor, Long Xuan!

His cultivation had reached the Peak of the Late Stage of the Dao Integration Realm, only a step away from entering the Mahayana stage.

"Old Ancestor! You have finally emerged!"

Long Ao, as if seeing a savior, scrambled to the old man's feet, pointing at Su Yang and crying, "This human killed the Crown Prince and crushed the Supreme Emperor's Divine Soul projection, and just now, he even shattered the grand protective formation with one punch! Old Ancestor, kill him quickly and extract his soul!"

Long Xuan glanced at the miserable Long Ao, then turned his head to look at the ruins all over the ground; a towering rage instantly ignited in his red eyes.

"Useless trash!"

Long Xuan cursed angrily, then locked his cold gaze onto Su Yang not far away.

"Human, cultivation is not easy. To possess such Physical Body strength at the Middle Stage of the Soul Transformation Stage, you are truly a Genius rarely seen in eternity. But you should not have, above all else, come to my Tianji Dynasty to cause trouble!"

As Long Xuan spoke, he extended his right hand, and a brilliant light shone in his palm.

A giant jade seal, radiating ten thousand zhang of golden light and carved with nine golden true dragons, slowly rotated in his palm.

Nine Dragon Son of Heaven Seal!

This was the Tianji Dynasty's town-state Magic Treasure, a high-grade Rank 9 Spirit Treasure, containing the fused belief and Luck of the entire Imperial Dynasty over hundreds of thousands of years.

Once unleashed, even a Cultivator at the same Peak of the Late Stage of the Dao Integration Realm would be smashed into meat paste in an instant.

Seeing this golden jade seal, Luo Qingyao behind him shrank her neck in fear.

She was wearing a somewhat thin white silk dress today.

As the strong wind blew, the fabric clung tightly to her warm, delicate body, outlining her erect contours and long, straight legs in a very alluring way.

She reached out with her warm hand, tugging tightly at the corner of Su Yang's clothes, her voice trembling slightly: "Master, the jade seal in this old guy's hand is terrifying; the Luck power on it is pressing down so hard I can barely breathe."

Qin Xueji held Su Yang's other hand.

Having just broken through to the Nascent Soul Stage not long ago, her pretty face had also turned pale under this pressure, but her beautiful eyes were full of worship and trust.

The dark gold divine sword in Chu Ling's hand hummed and vibrated, and her ice-blue eyes were filled with coldness.

"Boss, this old man is a tough nut to crack; let me go and hold him off for you." Chu Ling stepped forward.

Su Yang smiled and reached out to pinch Chu Ling's somewhat cold, pretty cheek; it felt smooth and soft.

"No need, he's just an old zombie who just crawled out of a coffin; no need to dirty your sword."

Su Yang withdrew his hand, shoved both hands back into his pants pockets, and slowly took a step forward.

He looked up at Long Xuan in mid-air, his expression as calm as if he were looking at a dead man.

"So you are the Tianji Dynasty's final trump card? Holding a broken piece of rock, you think you can suppress me?"

Long Xuan was furious.

"Arrogant brat! Die!"

Long Xuan roared, his Demonic Qi erupting wildly as he unleashed the Nine Dragon Son of Heaven Seal from his right hand.

Boom!

The golden jade seal expanded in the wind, instantly transforming into a giant golden mountain several tens of thousands of meters wide, carrying a terrifying pressure capable of suppressing the heavens, as it slammed down directly towards Su Yang.

Before the jade seal even landed, the violent air pressure had already blasted a giant pit several thousand meters wide into the white jade plaza below.

Nine golden Luck dragons, ten thousand zhang long, circled and roared around the jade seal, their momentum terrifying.

Facing this terrifying blow capable of destroying a planet, Su Yang stood in the center of the giant pit, not even blinking an eyelid.

He slowly took his right hand out of his pants pocket.

The black and silver star river mother gold gauntlet refracted a cold, blinding luster in the sunlight.

"Shatter." Su Yang softly spat out the word.

The Pure Yang True Blood inside his body boiled completely.

The extremely rigid and yang-energy-filled Pure Yang True Fire instantly gushed out through his pores, and under the ten-fold power amplification of the star river mother gold gauntlet, it condensed into an incomparably dazzling dark golden sun on his fist.

Su Yang did not retreat but advanced, his legs slightly bent.

Bang!

The ground instantly shattered.

He transformed into a golden comet rising against the sky, meeting that golden jade seal several tens of thousands of meters wide, and smashed into it with a heavy punch.

Under the terrified gaze of countless officials and Long Ao, Su Yang's small fist slammed solidly into the base of the Nine Dragon Son of Heaven Seal.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Immediately after.

Crack!

A crisp, extreme sound of shattering rang out loudly in the deathly silent sky.

That Nine-Rank Supreme Treasure, the Son of Heaven Seal, which had fused the Luck of the Imperial Dynasty for hundreds of thousands of years and was indestructible, did not even last a second against Su Yang's punch.

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly from the point of impact, and then it exploded with a bang!

The sky-filling golden jade fragments shot in all directions in mid-air like raindrops.

The nine golden dragons formed by Luck let out a miserable wail and were instantly burned into nothingness by the Pure Yang True Fire.

Pfft!

His Lifebound Treasure smashed to pieces by a single punch, Long Xuan bore the brunt of it, suffering a strong backlash, and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

His scarlet eyes widened, his face full of disbelief and fear.

"This... this is impossible! How can you, a Soul Transformation Stage, smash my Nine Dragon Son of Heaven Seal with your Physical Body!"

Long Xuan screamed, his voice full of trembling.

This power had completely exceeded the limit of Cultivators in the Human Realm!

Su Yang's figure turned back in mid-air, stepping on the flying jade fragments, instantly crossing a distance of several thousand meters, and appearing directly in front of Long Xuan.

That handsome face, carrying a mocking smile, was close at hand.

"Now, it is your turn."

Su Yang's right hand reached out, his large hand wearing the star river mother gold gauntlet, like a steel pincer, precisely grabbed Long Xuan's neck, lifting his entire body into mid-air.