226: The Law of Time and Immortal Slaying

Above Tianyuan City on the Feng Yuan Continent.

"Boom—!!!"

As Zhou Wannian (Han Li)'s punch, powerful enough to shatter stars, landed, the feminine and handsome face of Ma Liang, the True Immortal Realm Inspector, instantly collapsed by half.

Golden immortal blood splattered; every drop that hit the ground transformed into a burning lake of blood.

"Ahhhh—!!!"

Ma Liang clutched his face, letting out a shrill and miserable scream. This was not just physical pain, but the humiliation of a high-and-mighty True Immortal's dignity being trampled by an ant.

"Lower Realm ant! You dare to wound my immortal body?!"

"I will ensure your Divine Soul is utterly extinguished! You shall never be reincarnated for all eternity!"

"Blood Sacrifice! Ten Thousand Spirits as One!"

Ma Liang's hair was disheveled, looking like a malevolent ghost. He struck his chest violently, spitting a mouthful of pure natal immortal essence onto the Myriad Spirit Blood Seal hovering in the air.

Hum—

The blood seal instantly expanded to a hundred thousand feet, transforming into a true primordial mountain of blood. Countless vengeful souls wailed within the blood mountain, and a terrifying gravity that caused even the Laws of the Spirit Realm to collapse locked firmly onto Zhou Wannian.

At the same time, a pitch-black bone whip appeared in Ma Liang's hand.

"Immortal Erodent Whip! Go!"

Crack!

As the whip lashed out, the Void Realm did not shatter but instead rotted directly. The black toxic gas could even corrode light, clinging like maggots to bone as it coiled toward Zhou Wannian.

"A True Immortal going all out?"

Zhou Wannian's brow furrowed slightly.

Although his Physical Body was formidable, his opponent was, after all, a True Immortal at the Late Stage and held several Immortal Artifacts. He might be fine tanking that blood mountain, but this bizarre toxic whip made him feel a hint of danger.

"Since you want to play big."

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Wannian's eyes.

"Then I'll play along."

"Senior Brother Xiang! Fire the cannons!"

"Understood!"

In the distance, Xiang Zhili, who had been waiting in the cracks of the Void Realm, slammed down the red button on the back of the Giant Crab.

"Pseudo-Immortal Puppet · Giant Crab! Ultimate Charging! Lightning Punishment!"

Sizzle—

The huge black crab's two large pincers suddenly closed, and a mass of nearly liquid purple-gold lightning slurry condensed in the middle.

"Boom!"

A pillar of lightning as thick as a bucket accurately struck the incoming bone whip.

Taiyi Divine Lightning specifically counters evil and filth!

Although it couldn't completely destroy the Immortal Artifact, it was enough to knock it three inches off course.

And those three inches, for Zhou Wannian, were the distance between life and death.

"Thanks."

Zhou Wannian's figure blurred, dodging the toxic whip, but he ran straight into the falling blood mountain.

"Brahma Holy True Devil · Heaven Propping!"

The six arms of his ten-thousand-foot dharma idol rose simultaneously, forcefully supporting the blood seal that was heavy enough to crush a continent.

"Creak, creak—"

Zhou Wannian's bones groaned, and the golden light on the surface of the dharma idol flickered wildly.

"Hahaha! Blocking? Let's see how long you can hold out!"

Seeing this, Ma Liang laughed uncontrollably.

"Within this blood seal is the refined life force of an entire continent's beings! Even if you are at the Mahayana Stage, you will be crushed into meat paste!"

"Is that so?"

Zhou Wannian gritted his teeth, but a strange green halo suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Crushing me?"

"Have you asked... time?"

Zhou Wannian flipped his hand.

An ordinary, even somewhat unremarkable dark green small bottle appeared in his palm.

The heaven seizing bottle.

This supreme treasure had accompanied him from the Seven Mysteries Sect in the Human Realm until now, changing his fate against the heavens all along. At this moment, for the first time before the world, it revealed its true fangs.

"Senior Bottle Spirit, stop sleeping."

"Someone is waving a fake in front of you."

"Can you endure this?"

Hum—

As if in response to Zhou Wannian's words.

The long-dormant heaven seizing bottle suddenly vibrated.

A transparent ripple, invisible to the naked eye, centered on the small bottle and instantly spread out.

Everywhere the ripple passed.

The wind stopped.

The clouds halted.

Even Ma Liang's arrogant laughter was frozen in his throat.

The entire world seemed to have been pressed with a pause button.

Time Law · Stasis.

Only Zhou Wannian could move.

"This... this is..."

Although Ma Liang's body could not move, a True Immortal's Divine Sense could still think. When he saw that small green bottle, his originally overbearing gaze instantly turned into extreme terror.

That was an expression ten thousand times more fearful than seeing someone at the Mahayana Stage!

"That kind of Law fluctuation..."

"The shape of that bottle..."

"Could it be the one lost by that Dao Ancestor of the Nine Yuan Court..."

"Impossible!!!"

Ma Liang roared inwardly, but his body was as stiff as stone.

"Nothing is impossible."

In this frozen time, Zhou Wannian even had time to tidy his wind-blown collar.

He slowly raised the xuantian spirit slaying sword in his hand.

"Your blood mountain has stopped."

"Your toxic whip has stopped."

"Now..."

"It's my turn."

Zhou Wannian poured all his immortal spiritual power, Devilish Qi, and demonic power into the small emerald sword.

The sword hummed, seemingly cheering in joy, eager to drink the blood of a True Immortal.

"Slay the Immortal!"

Swish!

A thread of emerald sword light, refined to the extreme and seemingly containing the principles of the world's birth and destruction, lightly swept across Ma Liang's neck.

Crack.

Time resumed its flow.

"Uh..."

The terror in Ma Liang's eyes had not yet dissipated; he opened his mouth, wanting to say something.

But in the next second.

His vision began to spin.

He saw a familiar headless corpse, spraying golden blood, slowly falling.

"Is that... me?"

This was Ma Liang's final thought.

"Puchi!"

Zhou Wannian gave the opponent no chance for the Nascent Soul to escape.

"Gold Devouring Insect King! Devour!"

The golden insect king, which had been resting on his shoulder, could no longer restrain itself and turned into a streak of golden light, rushing forward.

It didn't go for the flesh but directly bored into Ma Liang's flying head.

A True Immortal's Primordial Spirit, a True Immortal's Dao Fruit.

For the Gold-Devouring Insect, these were the most delicious supplements in the world!

"Squeak, squeak—"

After a series of hair-raising chewing sounds.

The head shriveled up.

A generation's True Immortal Inspector.

The infamously fierce Ma Liang of the Upper Realm.

Just like that, without even a complete corpse left, he became insect fodder... "Hualala..."

In the sky, a golden rain of blood began to fall.

This was the celestial phenomenon of a True Immortal's fall. Every drop of blood rain that fell caused Spiritual Plants to instantly grow on the originally barren ground, bringing dead wood back to life.

Atop the walls of Tianyuan City.

Everyone was dumbstruck.

It's over?

That overbearing True Immortal who had casually wiped out a continent... was just... one-shotted by Old Ancestor Han?

"Gulp."

Xiang Zhili swallowed hard, looking at the small green bottle that Zhou Wannian had already put away.

"Junior... Junior Brother Han..."

"That thing in your hand... what exactly is it?"

"Just now, why did I feel like I had a blackout?"

Zhou Wannian turned around and collected Ma Liang's storage bracelet, the Myriad Spirit Blood Seal, and the imitation item named the "Heavens-Stealing Bottle" one by one.

He looked at Xiang Zhili and smiled slightly.

"It's nothing."

"Just a farming tool used to ripen medicinal materials."

Everyone: "..."

What kind of farming tool is that?! Whose farming tool can freeze a True Immortal?!"

...Zhou Wannian ignored everyone's shock.

He looked up at the sky, at the rift to the Immortal Realm that had been torn open by Ma Liang's descent and had not yet fully closed.

There, a thick, intoxicating milky-white Immortal Qi emanated.

"The path is open."

A trace of longing flashed in Zhou Wannian's eyes.

He was already invincible in the Spirit Realm. If he continued to stay here, his cultivation would hardly progress, and he would have to face the passing of his Lifespan (although the Mahayana Stage's was long, it eventually had an end).

Only by ascending to the True Immortal Realm could he pursue the true eternity of the Dao.

"However..."

Zhou Wannian looked back at Nangong Wan, Purple Spirit, and the group of brothers who had shared life and death with him below.

"Going up alone would be too lonely."

"I have to find a way..."

"To have the whole family ascend."

Zhou Wannian touched the Myriad Spirit Blood Seal in his hand. The massive blood energy contained within, although evil, if refined by the void heaven cauldron and combined with the green liquid of the heaven seizing bottle... perhaps he could refine a 'smuggling Spirit Pill' that could protect low-level Cultivators passing through the Ascension channel?"

"Tiezhu."

"Present."

"Establish a new project: the 'Noah's Ark' plan."

"Goal: Use the True Immortal's relics to build a super warship that can withstand the inter-realm storms."

"We are going to... ascend the entire world!"