Chapter 467 Seizing the City with One Hand, Slaying the Holy Monarch of the Zhao Family

Zhao Xinghe frowned and tightened his grip on Great Master Likong's hand: "Monk, where did that brat go?"

This hand was like an iron clamp. Even in Great Master Likong's prime, his bones would have been easily crushed, let alone now.

Although he was in intense pain throughout his body, his expression remained unchanged. He only sighed: "Benefactor, the True Buddha has a resilient Heart-Nature and is not threatened by anyone."

"Even those closest to him would not be taken to heart, let alone an irrelevant person like this old monk?"

Zhao Xinghe's eyes flashed. His Divine Sense spread out like a vast ocean, and his expression immediately turned into rage: "Impudent brat!!"

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Crescent City, located a thousand miles from Cold Moon Mountain, covered an area of a hundred miles. Its walls, cast from cold iron, were a hundred feet high, and Zhao Family experts patrolled the city at all times to maintain order.

Complex Formation patterns were inscribed on the hundred-foot-high walls. Even if a Saint came to attack, as long as the defensive Formation was activated, the city could not be broken for a while.

And with that time, the Zhao Family in Cold Moon Mountain would have already been alerted and would immediately send experts to support.

Yan Chu flashed and appeared above Crescent City. He looked coldly into the distance, where several Zhao Family Saint Monarchs were watching.

By now, the core members of the Zhao Family in Crescent City had already retreated into Cold Moon Mountain, but most of the people in the city were collateral descendants and affiliated forces of the Zhao Family.

This was the Zhao Family's Foundation.

Yan Chu looked down at the entire city indifferently, then pressed his hand down, manifesting a giant palm spanning hundreds of miles that blotted out the sky and fell over Crescent City.

The sky suddenly darkened, and ten thousand miles of flowing clouds were crushed.

This giant hand descended from the depths of the clouds, flowing with four-colored precious light and circulating runes.

Its five fingers were like mountains spanning the sky, and the majestic Saintly might solidified the entire world, gently pressing down and firmly locking the entire Crescent City.

The earth trembled violently, and the hundred-foot walls creaked.

The Formation patterns on the walls lit up one after another, erupting with destructive Formation light, but before this giant palm, they did not even cause a ripple and were easily extinguished.

The Formation patterns were erased one by one, and their luster immediately dimmed.

Countless floor tiles cracked, buildings collapsed, and the entire city slowly detached from the ground as rubble, dust, and broken wood flew into the air.

A million people in the city looked up, all frozen in place, as extreme fear instantly gripped everyone's hearts.

"Ah!!! What is this?!!"

On the street, a woman covered her child's eyes tightly, trembling all over, her voice choked with sobs: "Don't move! Don't look! Mother is here..."

The entire city fell into chaos.

"Where is the City Lord! Go to the City Lord's Mansion!"

In the center of the city, the Guest Elder guarding the City Lord's Mansion rose into the air, his hair and beard flying wildly, his face deathly pale, and he roared: "He's crazy! Which Supreme figure is this? With a population of one million and hundreds of miles of city Foundation, he is just casually playing with it!"

"Where are the Zhao Family Saint Monarchs? Quickly ask the Family for reinforcements!!"

"It's over! The defensive Formation, the earth vein Foundation, the city Restrictions... everything is completely locked! No one can escape!"

High above, Yan Chu grabbed the entire Crescent City with one hand, and the huge city, spanning hundreds of miles, was uprooted by him.

As he retracted his giant hand, the entire city was held in his palm, like a model.

But the million living beings in the city were terrified.

They discovered that they were suddenly in the clouds, imprisoned by a powerful force and firmly fixed in place.

Holding the city in his hand, Yan Chu turned into a stream of light and reappeared above Cold Moon Mountain.

"Yan Chu, you—"

Zhao Xinghe and the others watched as Yan Chu arrived carrying Crescent City, too shocked to speak for a moment.

It wasn't that they were shocked by his methods.

Such methods could be performed by Zhao Family Saint Monarchs as well.

It was Yan Chu's ruthlessness that shocked them, threatening with a city of millions of commoners; he was simply inhuman.

"Yan Chu, what do you want to do?!!"

Zhao Xinghe's old face was extremely ugly.

Although most of the people in Crescent City were collateral Zhao Family members, they were all direct descendants of the Zhao Family dozens of generations back.

There were even quite a few of his own descendants among them.

They were all people with the Zhao Family Bloodline, and if they all died at Yan Chu's hands, it would undoubtedly be a major blow to the Zhao Family.

At this moment, he couldn't help but regret using Great Master Likong as a threat.

His Zhao Family had a large business, while Yan Chu had nothing to lose; when it came to bargaining chips for threats, the Zhao Family could not compare to Yan Chu.

At this time, the Zhao Family's Second Old Ancestor, Zhao Yinghua, spoke up: "Fellow Daoist Yan is a dignified Saint Monarch; are you not afraid of causing public outrage in the Cultivation world by taking a city of Mortals as hostages?"

The Cultivation world had an unwritten rule: powerful Saints should not slaughter ordinary people at will.

Even without this rule, few people dared to do so.

If one really slaughtered on a large scale and incurred too much Karma, it would trigger an extremely terrifying Heavenly Tribulation when Undergoing Tribulation, possibly dozens of times stronger than an ordinary one.

Furthermore, in the Yuanqing Holy Realm, there were Sects that specialized in cultivating public support.

These cultivation schools spread their reputation among Mortals, and the higher their reputation, the stronger their cultivation, so they always took protecting the Human Race as their duty.

If anyone dared to slaughter people wantonly, they would attract the pursuit of such forces.

Zhao Yinghua's provocation did not move Yan Chu in the slightest. He sneered, raised his hand, and threw the entire Crescent City down from a height of ten thousand feet.

"Let's see if an old monk is more important, or if your Zhao Family's million descendants are more important."

Boom!!!

As soon as it left his hand, Crescent City immediately grew from the size of a palm back into a huge city spanning hundreds of miles, whistling as it fell toward Cold Moon Mountain.

"Ah!!!!"

Countless people in the city screamed, strong winds swept through the city, the weightless crowd stumbled and fell frantically, and countless commoners pushed each other, their cries shaking the sky.

"He wants to smash us all to death!!"

"Old Ancestor, save us!!! I don't want to die!!!"

Some people had already recognized that the huge mountain range below was Cold Moon Mountain, and the wailing spread throughout the Zhao Family. Everyone frowned and glared, but no one dared to go out to rescue them.

Everyone knew that if they went out now, they would be seized by Yan Chu.

It would very likely mean death.

"Stop!!!"

After all, the Zhao Family could not sit by and watch a million people in Crescent City die before their eyes.

The Second Old Ancestor, Zhao Yinghua, and the Fourth Old Ancestor, Zhao Xu, rushed out of the Formation at the same time.

Zhao Xu manifested a vast sea around him, and the seawater poured upward toward the sky, submerging the entire Crescent City, using boundless magic power to block the downward momentum of Crescent City.

Zhao Yinghua turned, opened her cherry lips, and a long sword glowing with cold moonlight flew out, evolving into countless sword shadows that shot towards Yan Chu densely.

As the Zhao Family's Second Old Ancestor, Zhao Yinghua was the female Cultivator with the highest cultivation on the surface of the Fusheng Domain, a Saint Monarch of the sixth level of the Saint Law Realm.

Although she was of a very high age and generation, due to her profound cultivation and techniques for maintaining her appearance, she did not look old at all. She had a plump figure and wore a moon-white palace dress, looking graceful and luxurious.

If someone who didn't know the truth saw her, they would think she was a Fairy who had just come out of a Sect.

They would never imagine that she was a Family Old Ancestor who had been cultivating for more than eight thousand years.

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The two Saint Monarchs of the Zhao Family had a clear division of labor.

One rescued Crescent City, and the other intercepted Yan Chu.

Everyone in the Zhao Family held their breath, their eyes unblinking, afraid to miss a single detail.

The moonlight Sword Qi gathered into a long river; no one knew how many there were, scattering across the sky, with terrifying murderous intent pointed directly at Yan Chu.

Whoosh!

At the same time, Zhao Xinghe held the Moon-Illuminating Treasure Mirror, and hundreds of cold moonlight beams bent and turned in mid-air, cooperating with Zhao Yinghua to attack Yan Chu.

The powerful Saintly might of the sixth level of the Saint Law Realm made the sky distort. Wherever the Moon-Illuminating Treasure Mirror shone, the Void Realm froze with frost, and the power of the cold moonlight froze all vitality.

"The Old Ancestor has made a move!"

"Kill Yan Chu! Wash away the shame for my Zhao Family!!"

The Zhao Family members behind the Formation were filled with righteous indignation and uncontrollable rage. Since they were born, they had never seen anyone dare to block the Zhao Family's gate and kill people.

It was something that hadn't happened in hundreds of thousands of years.

If Yan Chu did not die, how could his Zhao Family maintain its footing in the Fusheng Domain?

With two Saint Monarchs at the sixth level of the Saint Law Realm attacking at the same time, they didn't believe they couldn't take down Yan Chu!

"True Buddha..."

Great Master Likong shook his head and sighed. Yan Chu was still the same as he was in the Lower Realm; no one could check him.

How long had it been since he ascended? The other party had already grown to this point.

I'm afraid it won't be long before there is no one left in the entire Yuanqing Holy Realm who can match him.

Clang!!

Yan Chu had the tiger soul in his hand, like a divine saber that could slash through the sky.

The power of the Saber Dao Law turned the thousand-foot radius around him into an ocean of blades. Invisible runes flickered, and every bit of air exuded endless sharpness.

Swish, swish, swish!!

Yan Chu slashed three times in a row. Various Saber Dao Divine Abilities were now as easy for him to use as ordinary saber moves.

The first slash was aimed at the moonlight of the treasure mirror.

The Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying's Blazing Fire, carrying the power of infinite divine fire, was like a source of fire blotting out the sky. In the pure white sea of fire, it was full of endless Saber Qi.

This sea of fire blanketed the sky, instantly swallowing the moonlight. The Taiyin Qi within the moonlight vanished before the Pure Yang Fire.

The remaining flames fell onto the Zhao Family's Formation, turning the Formation that covered tens of thousands of miles into a fireball. The firelight soared into the sky and could be clearly seen from hundreds of thousands of miles away, like a giant torch, and the Formation's consumption increased greatly.

The second slash was aimed at the Sword Qi.

Zhao Yinghua's Sword Qi was vast and endless, gathering into a vast sea. Between the surging waves, the power of Taiyin moonlight washed over from the torrent of Sword Qi.

The Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying's Heaven-Swallowing, with one slash, cut a huge crack spanning ten thousand miles across the sea of Sword Qi. A powerful swallowing force emerged from the crack, and all the Sword Qi could not escape the swallowing of the crack.

At a glance, it seemed as if the sky had opened a big mouth and swallowed all of Zhao Yinghua's Sword Qi.

Even she herself, had it not been for the surging magic power in her body, causing her to retreat tens of thousands of miles in an instant, would not have been able to escape the fate of being swallowed.

The third slash was aimed at Zhao Xu.

The three members of the Zhao Family cooperated tacitly. The First Old Ancestor, Zhao Xinghe, and the Second Old Ancestor, Zhao Yinghua, attacked Yan Chu at the same time, while Zhao Xu controlled the power of the vast sea to support Crescent City.

At this moment, a large area of blue seawater had just submerged Crescent City, stirring up monstrous waves, when a sharp saber light slashed through the seawater and appeared in front of Zhao Xu.

"Retreat quickly!!!"

Zhao Xinghe behind the Formation almost had his eye sockets cracked.

In just a fleeting moment, Yan Chu broke their three moves. With his own strength, he actually forced the three of them to this point.

Zhao Xu only felt a great chill coming. He could no longer care about the million people in Crescent City. The light of Law shone in the sky, and various runes flickered over the sea of tens of thousands of miles. Wave after wave of huge waves rushed over, but they were all split apart by one slash.

The saber light arrived in the blink of an eye.

"Moon Falls on the Vast Sea!!"

At the critical moment, Zhao Xu roared, and his own Crescent Treasure Saber appeared in his hand. A crescent moon saber light fell into the vast sea, immediately stirring up countless waves.

The power of the entire vast sea was gathered into one slash, finally blocking Yan Chu's slash.

The resulting Saber Qi rushed into the sky, and a meteorite floating outside the domain exploded with a bang, blasting out brilliant firelight.

But the next instant, a deeper chill enveloped Zhao Xu.

This Zhao Family Fourth Old Ancestor also practiced saber techniques. Today, he finally saw a Saber Intent that was many times higher than his own, a Law condensed from pure saber, bringing a saber light that caused all life to fall into Nirvana.

"Show mercy!!"

In the Zhao Family Formation, Zhao Xinghe roared several times.

Pfft!!

The self-created Nirvana Style, with no trajectory to follow, fell lightly on Zhao Xu, slashing and extinguishing his Primordial Spirit and Physical Body. Countless flesh and blood exploded and turned into a sea of blood that spilled from the air.

This Nirvana Style was far superior to the Seven Limits of Heaven-Swallowing and Earth-Destroying, having incorporated more Saber Dao changes since its initial creation.

[Killed a Saint Monarch at the fifth level of the Saint Law Realm, very satisfying, Origin + 500]

Woo woo...

With the death of Zhao Xu, the Laws he had fused into his body began to disintegrate, merging into the world, causing the Laws to wail, and howling gloomy winds blew in the sky.

Within a radius of one hundred thousand miles, the concentration of Origin Qi in the world suddenly rose sharply.

This was because Zhao Xu's Qi Sea Divine Treasury disintegrated, and his entire body's magic power returned to the world.

Blood spilled, like a long, unending heavy rain, merging into the ground that had cracked due to the great battle, and the bottomless canyons were instantly filled.

In the canyons that were hundreds or thousands of miles long, blood surged up, filled with a fragrant scent.

"Fourth Old Ancestor!!!"

In the Zhao Family Formation, a miserable cry suddenly erupted.

Following it were more mournful cries.

"Old Ancestor Zhao Xu!!"

"Ah!!! Why is it like this?!! Yan Chu, you devil!!"

"Old Ancestor!! When will the Great Saint of the Divine Moon Flowing Frost Sect arrive? We must kill Yan Chu to avenge the Fourth Old Ancestor!!"

The Zhao Family members watched as their Old Ancestor turned into a sea of blood under Yan Chu's blade. In addition to fear, they were all filled with righteous indignation.

And the culprit of all this, Yan Chu, once again grabbed Crescent City in his hand, and did not let it fall completely and be smashed to pieces.

Everyone in the city had experienced a turn of events, all scared to death, and could only helplessly accept the judgment of fate.

"Hahahaha! Your Old Ancestor died in front of the Zhao Family gate, which can be considered a blessing for his descendants. You can refine his flesh and blood to Cultivate!"

Yan Chu laughed heartily, mocking mercilessly.

The Zhao Family members were all trembling with anger.

A Saint Monarch at the fifth level of the Saint Law Realm—how many thousands of years would the Zhao Family need to Cultivate another one?

Zhao Xinghe's hair and beard trembled, his face gloomy to the extreme: "Yan Chu, what exactly do you intend to do?"

He had notified the Divine Moon Flowing Frost Sect early on, but this Sect was located in the Tianlan Domain, and a Great Saint could not arrive in a moment.

"Hehe."

Yan Chu laughed disdainfully:

"Didn't you use this old monk to threaten me?"

"Release him now, and I will return Crescent City to you!"

"Can the enmity between Fellow Daoist Yan and my Zhao Family be resolved then?"

Zhao Xinghe forcibly suppressed his killing intent and spoke in a calm tone.