28: Chapter 28 The Holy Son Arrives, Seizing Treasures Remotely

Ziyang Holy Land, the Saint has arrived.

This news threw the Imperial Capital of Great Xia into chaos.

A thousand-zhang long warship hovered above the Imperial Capital.

The sky turned dark.

A massive, suffocating shadow covered the entire city.

On the hull, dense runes were glowing.

At the tips of the twelve energy towers were beams capable of destroying everything.

Just a tiny bit of the leaking Aura caused the space below to twist and deform.

"What... what is that monster?"

"Has an Immortal descended?"

"The apocalypse! The apocalypse is here!"

Inside the Imperial Capital, millions of commoners were pinned to the ground by the terrifying Aura pressing down from the sky.

They couldn't even lift their heads.

They lay there in terror, trembling all over.

The timid ones fainted on the spot.

Even the Martial Artists who usually walked with a swagger now had pale faces, their True Qi refusing to obey them.

Let alone resisting.

Moving a finger was difficult.

In the Imperial Palace.

Outside the Golden Throne Hall, Emperor Li Zhan looked up at the sky, his face deathly pale.

He had just purged Wei Yong's faction, and his prestige was at its peak.

Yet his dragon robe was flapping violently from the wind stirred up by the warship.

The majesty of the new Emperor was as small as a speck of dust before this world-destroying war machine.

"Holy Land... is this the power of a Holy Land?"

Li Zhan's heart pounded wildly, and a feeling of powerlessness rushed to his head.

Beside him, the civil and military officials looked even worse.

They were slumped on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

There was no trace of their usual dignity as high-ranking officials of the court.

At the bow of the warship.

A young man wearing purple-gold battle armor stood with his hands behind his back, looking dashing and heroic.

He was the Saint of this generation of Ziyang Holy Land, Zi Wuji.

He looked down at the "shabby" Imperial Capital beneath his feet, feeling the fear trembling from the bones of everyone in the city.

He smiled cruelly.

The feeling of having the lives of millions in his hands.

He was obsessed with it.

"What a poor and dirty place."

Beside Zi Wuji, a Marquis Realm Elder with a deep Aura frowned, covering his nose with a handkerchief, his words full of disdain.

"Elder Wu, no rush."

Zi Wuji spoke lightly, his voice not loud, but it spread throughout the entire ship.

"Wait until this Saint drags that hiding rat out and turns him into a soul lamp."

"Then I will purify this entire city, along with all the maggots inside."

"It can be considered a contribution to this place."

His tone was very light, but the bloodthirst and madness in his words were chilling.

"Your Highness, the Saint, is merciful."

The four Marquis Elders bowed in unison.

Zi Wuji was satisfied; he loved the feeling that whoever he wanted to die, would die.

His gaze swept over the Imperial Palace below again, and his arrogant and contemptuous voice, like a god speaking, covered the entire sky.

"The rat hiding here, this Saint... has arrived."

"Wash your neck and prepare to welcome your end!"

The voice rolled down, shaking the glazed tiles of the Imperial Palace.

In Zhaoyang Hall, the atmosphere was completely different from the panic outside.

It was peaceful.

Li Xuan was half-lying on a rocking chair, swaying leisurely, with a plate of sliced spirit fruit beside him.

The one-year-old Li Changsheng was holding his father's "limited edition" peach wood sword, swinging it in the courtyard with decent form.

Although he was still a child, his moves already had the demeanor of a Grandmaster, drawing cheers from the palace maids nearby.

The baby daughter, Li Qingyue, who was still in swaddling clothes, was being held by Yue Chan.

She was babbling and blowing bubbles, her big eyes curiously watching her brother "practice swordplay."

Zi Wuji's pretentious shouting voice drifted in.

Li Xuan couldn't even be bothered to lift his eyelids, casually picking up a purple-gold grape and tossing it into his mouth.

"Tsk, this generation's Saint is no good; his entrance style is too cliché, no creativity."

Li Xuan complained silently in his heart.

"All thunder and no rain, just howling. If you have the energy, why not come down, kowtow, and have a cup of tea?"

The terrifying pressure outside was like a spring breeze on his face.

It couldn't stir up a single ripple.

That so-called warship was full of flaws in his eyes, like a low-quality tin toy.

Until Li Changsheng seemed tired of playing and ran to him with his short legs.

Looking up with his little face, he complained in a milky voice.

"Father, there are bad guys outside, so noisy!"

Only then did Li Xuan lazily sit up, rubbed his son's little head, and said with a smile.

"Alright, Father will make him shut up now."

He looked up.

A divine light flashed in his eyes.

Double Pupils, activate!

In an instant, his gaze pierced through the walls of the palace and through the vast distance.

He saw the arrogant warship above the Imperial Capital inside and out.

The warship's energy core, Formation nodes, the weaknesses of the defensive shields... everything was transparent to him.

Crystal clear.

His gaze skipped over the posturing Marquis Elders and finally fell on the flashy young man at the bow of the ship.

"Ninth Level of the Marquis Realm? The foundation is weak, the True Qi in his body is a mess, just a flower vase propped up by pills. This is it? And he deserves to be called a Saint?"

A trace of disdain flashed in Li Xuan's eyes.

This Zi Wuji's strength, let alone comparing to himself, was barely stronger than Wei Yong, who had sacrificed himself to invite the demon claw.

Just then.

Li Xuan's gaze was attracted by something Zi Wuji was playing with in his hand.

It was a foot-long, jet-black cone covered in mysterious runes.

A very special power swirled around the tip of the cone.

It was full of the Aura of the Laws of tearing, destruction, and ending.

[Ding! Discovered low-quality pseudo-Imperial weapon 'domain-breaking cone'!]

[Effect: Can consume massive energy to forcibly tear and temporarily destroy the Domain space of a Marquis Realm expert. A one-time consumable, will be completely scrapped after use.]

The System's notification sounded in Li Xuan's mind.

"domain-breaking cone? Specifically used to restrain Marquis Domains?"

Li Xuan's eyebrows raised slightly, and he immediately became interested.

Although this thing was rated as a "low-quality pseudo-Imperial weapon" by the System.

Its function was quite interesting.

For other Marquises, this thing was actually a fatal nemesis.

Once the Domain was broken, the Marquis's combat power would drop by ninety percent, similar to an Advanced Array Formation Realm Cultivator, left to be slaughtered.

"Not bad, an interesting little toy."

Li Xuan smiled slightly.

He was just worrying that he had no chance to test his new Formation.

This Ziyang Holy Land sent someone thousands of miles to deliver a "toy."

And it was the toy he needed most!

This service was too thoughtful.

"This is truly sending charcoal in snowy weather; I shall accept it."

...

On the warship.

After Zi Wuji finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but there was no movement from the Imperial Palace below.

The expression on his face became impatient.

"What's going on? Was that rat scared silly by this Saint's Aura, and doesn't even have the courage to crawl out and die?"

He frowned.

"Your Highness, the Saint, I think this person is probably scared knowing he is doomed, so he is hiding."

The nearby Elder Wu smiled flatteringly, "We just need to crush this Imperial Palace inch by inch, and he will have to come out!"

"Fair enough."

Zi Wuji nodded and was about to give the order.

Just then, he saw the quiet Imperial Palace below finally change.

Above the entire Imperial Palace, a faint, almost invisible golden light screen appeared out of thin air.

Then, countless golden runes, like a school of awakened fish, surged out from the light screen.

Interweaving and combining rapidly!

"Buzz!"

A humming sound that seemed to come from ancient times resounded through heaven and earth!

Deep underground in the Imperial Palace, nine golden pillars of light shot into the sky!

"Roar!"

Nine hundred-zhang divine Dragons formed by Luck and the power of Law roared out from the pillars of light.

They coiled in nine positions around the Imperial Palace, their Dragon heads facing the sky, their golden whiskers dancing in the air.

Emitting supreme Dragon Aura!

"Nine Dragons Locking the Heaven and Suppressing the World Formation", activated!

"This... what kind of Formation is this?"

On the warship, the people of Ziyang Holy Land, who were previously relaxed, had their expressions change instantly.

They were horrified to find that the moment these nine golden Dragons appeared, their proud Marquis Aura was forcefully suppressed.

Not a bit could be released!

The heaven and earth of the entire Imperial Capital seemed to be completely sealed by an invisible and overbearing power.

Creating its own world!

"Such a strong Formation! This is definitely an Emperor-level grand Formation! How is this possible?"

Elder Wu screamed, looking unbelievable.

In the mortal world, how could such a level of defensive Formation appear?

This completely exceeded their cognition!

Zi Wuji's smile stiffened, and his expression became unprecedentedly solemn.

He also felt it.

The terror of that power.

Under the cover of this Formation, he felt like a wild dog that had broken into someone else's territory, his own strength suppressed by at least thirty percent!

"Hmph! Playing tricks!"

Although he was shocked, the Saint's pride did not allow him to admit defeat.

He snorted coldly, raised the domain-breaking cone in his hand, and poured his True Qi into it frantically.

"This Saint wants to see if your turtle shell is harder, or my domain-breaking cone is sharper!"

He believed that as long as he had this pseudo-Imperial weapon in hand, even a true Emperor-level Formation could be pierced with a hole!

However, just as he was about to activate the power of the domain-breaking cone.

A leisurely, smiling voice seemed to cross space and rang directly in everyone's ears:

"This item is fated with me."

As soon as the words fell.

The nine golden Dragons coiled above the Imperial Palace suddenly raised their heads and opened their Dragon mouths in unison!

Endless Formation runes sprayed out from their mouths.

Directly above the Imperial Palace, they rapidly condensed into shape in an arcane way!

In the blink of an eye!

A huge hand, covering the sky and sun, composed entirely of solid golden runes and the power of Law, appeared out of thin air!

The hand had distinct fingers and clear palm prints, lifelike.

Like the hand of a god, carrying the supreme Aura of dominating the world!

As soon as the golden giant hand formed, it ignored the distance of space and grabbed towards the warship!

"Not good! Activate maximum defense!"

Zi Wuji roared in horror!

The twelve energy towers on the warship flared with light, and layer upon layer of energy shields instantly stacked outside the hull, becoming a thick turtle shell.

However, it was useless!

The golden giant hand, which seemed to come from another dimension, didn't even see these energy shields!

It just drifted through the dozens of layers of shields that could block the full-force attack of a Marquis.

Like reaching into water to scoop the moon, it reached directly onto the deck of the warship.

It reached right in front of Zi Wuji!

The speed was extreme!

Zi Wuji didn't even react!

He only felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, and a terrifying, irresistible force instantly enveloped him!

Then, he felt his palm go empty.

The domain-breaking cone, which he regarded as his greatest trump card and pinned high hopes on, was just like that... gone.

The golden giant hand snatched the domain-breaking cone and then retracted instantly at a speed faster than it came.

It submerged into the golden light screen of the Imperial Palace below and disappeared.

It seemed that the purpose of its appearance was just to take away this "little toy."

After all this was done, the sky-filling golden runes and the nine Dragon phantoms also faded away.

Heaven and earth returned to calm.

Only the lonely warship remained hanging in the air.

Time seemed to have been paused at this moment.

The entire warship was silent.

Zi Wuji still maintained the posture of raising his arm, but his hand was empty.

The expression on his face froze instantly.

He widened his eyes and stared straight at his empty hand.

The whole person stiffened.

The four Marquis Realm Elders had the same expression as him.

They opened their mouths like four ducks with their necks pinched, making "clucking" sounds in their throats, but couldn't say a complete sentence.

Stunned.

Everyone was completely dumbfounded.

Who am I?

Where am I?

What just happened?

Our Saint... was... snatched of his equipment... from afar?

In front of so many of us Marquises?

Are you kidding me!

More than a dozen breaths passed.

Zi Wuji's stiff eyeballs finally moved a little.

He slowly, inch by inch, lowered his head.

Looking at his empty hand, he blinked hard, and then turned it over and over again, unable to believe it.

Gone.

It was really gone.

The domain-breaking cone, his greatest reliance this time, one of the sect-suppressing treasures personally bestowed by the Holy Master.

Just like that, in his hand, under his nose, snatched by someone in public?

And the other party didn't even show their face from beginning to end!

"Pfft!"

The extreme sense of humiliation made his anger surge!

He could no longer suppress the retrograde blood, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

That handsome face instantly turned purple-red, and veins popped out one by one.

He was so angry that his features were distorted.

"Ah!"

He let out a crazy roar, the sound full of shame, fury, and killing intent.

Sharp and piercing!