181: Chapter 181 The Three Great Hall Masters of the Burial Heaven Palace Gather

Upper Realm, Heaven Burial Palace, Devil Abyss Hall.

Purple-black firelight flickered between the ancient bronze pillars.

Deep within the hall, a mass of remnant soul wrapped in black Qi rolled frantically.

Shrill screams echoed throughout the empty hall.

That was Lin Aotian.

The only remaining bit of his Origin was pinned firmly into the Void Realm by four barbed bone nails.

In the shadows, the Lord of the Abyssal Palace stood silently.

He wore the Myriad Spirits Dharma Robe, its surface inscribed with countless faces of dead souls that writhed silently in the firelight.

He raised his withered right hand, curving his fingers into a claw, and pierced it directly into the center of Lin Aotian's remnant soul.

Soul Search.

Lin Aotian's remnant soul instantly reached the brink of collapse as countless memory fragments were violently ripped out.

Shattered images spread out in the mid-air of the hall.

The white jade square, the Xiao Family Divine Mountain, and the moment Su Yun raised his hand to extract Luck.

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace's eyes were deep-set as he stared fixedly at that scene.

He exerted force with his wrist, closing his fingers, and forcefully pulled an extremely hidden aura from the deepest depths of Lin Aotian's shattered fate.

The aura was dark gold.

As soon as it was exposed to the air of the Devil Abyss Hall, it erupted with an extremely exclusive wave of destruction.

The nearby purple-black devil fire was forcibly purified the moment it touched it, dissolving directly into nothingness.

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace's breath hitched.

His hands quickly formed Seals, striking out ninety-nine Primordial Devil Runes that transformed into layers of shackles.

He sealed that sliver of dark gold aura tightly inside a pitch-black Jade Slip.

"Planetary Origin?"

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace whispered, his voice hoarse and filled with extreme shock.

"This is no ordinary realm core; this is a complete Origin of Heavenly Dao with a world's will. Such a grade is absolutely not something those withered Lower Realms could nurture."

He gripped the Jade Slip, greed surging in his eyes.

If he could swallow and refine it, his Immortal Lord Realm Peak, which had been stagnant for a hundred thousand years, would surely cross the chasm and reach the legendary God Lord Great Realm.

The defensive Formation outside the hall suddenly vibrated violently.

Boom.

The thousand-pound dark gold hall doors were directly blown apart by a violent surge of blood Qi.

Metal debris flew everywhere.

Blood Fiend God Lord strode in.

His aura was chaotic, and the blood sea phantom surrounding him was covered in cracks.

His face was a sickly pale, and his eyes were fixed on the soul-searching images in mid-air that had not yet completely dissipated.

The image was frozen on Su Yun's calm and composed face.

Blood Fiend God Lord's breathing became extremely heavy, and the blood Qi around him leaked uncontrollably, corroding the bronze floor tiles into large pits.

"Su Yun!"

Blood Fiend God Lord spoke through gritted teeth.

The sound waves shattered several nearby statues of devil gods.

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace quickly tucked the Jade Slip into his sleeve and turned to look at Blood Fiend.

His face showed no emotion, and his Devilish Qi erased all those memory fragments.

"Trespassing into the Devil Abyss Hall, Blood Fiend, have you lost your mind?" the Lord of the Abyssal Palace's voice was cold.

"Hand it over."

Blood Fiend God Lord pressed closer, blood light gathering in his hand.

"You found him in the Lower Realm! Give me the coordinates; I will personally drain his true spirit."

"Absurd."

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace let out a cold laugh.

"This remnant soul is merely a vengeful body I snatched from a void fissure while traveling the sea of realms. As for the coordinates of this native, I know nothing."

"You're lying."

A blood-dripping spear condensed in Blood Fiend God Lord's hand.

The tip of the spear pointed directly at the Lord of the Abyssal Palace's brow.

The temperature inside the hall plummeted.

Fine ice crystals began to float in the air.

The ice crystals fell onto the boiling blood Qi, making a piercing grinding sound.

A figure in moon-white robes stepped through the air.

Moon God Hall Master.

A light veil covered her face, revealing only a pair of cold and heartless eyes.

Her white skirt trailed through the Void Realm, untainted by a speck of dust.

"A stray dog that capsized in a ditch only dares to bark in its own territory," the Moon God said indifferently, her words cutting to the bone.

Blood Fiend God Lord snapped his head around, "Bitch, you're looking for death!"

The Moon God didn't even look at the blood-colored spear; she simply extended a pale, jade-like finger and lightly tapped the edge of the spear blade.

Crack.

The blood Qi shattered. The spear turned into dust.

The counterforce made Blood Fiend God Lord retreat half a step, his blood and Qi churning in his chest as a trace of black blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.

"Your Clone was destroyed, your Origin is wounded, and even your dao foundation has cracks. What do you have to fight me with now?"

The Moon God withdrew her finger, flicking away non-existent dust from her fingertip.

Blood Fiend God Lord's face twisted.

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace watched coldly from the side without saying a word.

The Moon God's gaze swept over the two of them as she spoke: "The Palace Master has given an order."

As soon as these words were spoken, both Blood Fiend God Lord and the Lord of the Abyssal Palace looked solemn and restrained their magic power.

"The Law barriers of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands are beginning to loosen; the Plan to Liquidate the Heavens has officially entered its final countdown."

The Moon God looked coldly at Blood Fiend.

"The Palace Master orders you to immediately enter secluded cultivation to heal. During this period, if you cause any more trouble due to personal grudges that leads to the destruction of a node... the Blood Fiend Divine Hall will no longer need to exist."

Blood Fiend God Lord clenched his fists tightly.

His nails pierced his palms, and black blood dripped down.

"That Su Yun," Blood Fiend's voice squeezed through the gaps in his teeth.

"An ant from the Lower Realm. Once the great Formation is complete and the Great Dao Laws are completely replaced, all these myriad worlds will be under the Palace Master's control. Where can he hide then?"

The Moon God interrupted him mercilessly.

"Or do you feel you cannot even wait these few short days?"

Blood Fiend God Lord snorted coldly, turned around, and strode away. A foul wind rose outside the hall.

The hall returned to a deathly silence.

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace looked at the Moon God, "You didn't make a special trip just to deliver an order."

"Control your greed."

The Moon God took a deep look at the Lord of the Abyssal Palace's sleeve.

"Some fortunes will choke you to death if you swallow them. Don't say I didn't warn you."

The Moon God's figure faded, dissipating into a sky full of ice crystals.

The Lord of the Abyssal Palace stood where he was, stroking the dark gold Jade Slip in his sleeve, a heavy gloom in his eyes.

On the other side. Moon Goddess Palace.

A place of extreme cold. The hall was carved from a single block of ten-thousand-year Profound Ice, devoid of any warmth.

The Moon God walked alone into the inner hall. she dismissed all her maids and activated the Sealing Formation.

In the center of the inner hall floated an ancient mirror polished from the bones of an unknown giant beast.

The Moon God cut her fingertip, and a drop of Origin Essence Blood containing the Law of extreme cold dripped onto the center of the bone mirror.

Blood-colored ripples appeared on the mirror's surface, and Space Law began to interweave and reorganize.

The image gradually became clear.

A dilapidated dungeon deep underground. The light was dim, and Evil Qi surged to the sky.

Thick Demon-Subduing Chains pierced through a woman's shoulder blades, hanging her firmly in mid-air.

It was indeed the Star Moon Saintess, Ye Qingyu.

She was currently in rags, her body covered in dark red whip marks from spells.

Her originally pure and ethereal face was distorted by extreme pain.

Black, eerie Qi scurried constantly over her body, trying to break through the suppression of the Demon-Subduing Chains.

"Useless."

The Moon God's cold voice crossed the realm barrier, exploding directly within Ye Qingyu's Sea of Consciousness.

Ye Qingyu snapped her head up, her dilated pupils reflecting those high and mighty eyes in the bone mirror.

"Mas... Master." Ye Qingyu let out a beast-like low growl from her throat.

A hundred years ago, the Moon God had planted a mass of forbidden turbidity into Ye Qingyu's body.

From beginning to end, the Star Moon Saintess was merely a perfect vessel used by the Upper Realm to steal the core fortunes of the Lower Realm. A mobile cultivation cauldron.

"I gave that source of great evil to you to nurture for a hundred years, yet you not only failed to seize control of the Star Moon's power but were instead suppressed by a few Lower Realm natives."

The Moon God's gaze was indifferent. "What use do I have for you?"

Ye Qingyu shook her head frantically, the black Qi within her surging.

"Master, give me another chance! It's all because of that Su Yun! It was the woman by his side who ruined my layout! I want to kill them!"

Hearing Su Yun's name, a strange look flashed in the Moon God's eyes.

Su Yun again.

Blood Fiend's Clone had fallen at his hands. The cauldron she had prepared for a hundred years had also been driven into a desperate situation by him.

The Moon God pressed her hand against the bone mirror, and a massive Divine Soul power surged through the blood-contract channel.

Ye Qingyu let out a shrill scream.

The flesh on her back split open inch by inch, and two pairs of black bone wings condensed from pure turbid Devilish Qi burst out from her body, blood splattering everywhere.

Her cultivation, which had been sealed by Laws, began to climb steadily.

Profound Immortal stage.

Nine Heavens Profound Immortal stage.

Immortal Lord.

That violent power belonging to the Upper Realm's great evil had completely awakened.

The Demon-Subduing Chains binding her let out an overwhelmed groan and then snapped inch by inch.

Ye Qingyu crashed heavily onto the ground, panting violently.

Her entire body emitted an abyss-like aura that made the Divine Soul tremble.

"I have forcibly unsealed the second layer of the forbidden Seal."

The Moon God looked down at her through the bone mirror.

"Go to the Star-Moon Holy Land's underground palace. Retrieve the supreme treasure, the Falling Star Disk. If you can't get it, then blow up your dao foundation and completely become the nourishment for that great evil's resurrection."

Ye Qingyu slowly stood up.

There was no longer any humanity in the black whites of her eyes, only pure destructive desire and obedience.

She looked at the heavy stone door of the dungeon, her lips curling into a bizarre arc.

"As you command. Master."

The light of the bone mirror dimmed.

The Moon God withdrew her hand. She walked to the ice window, looking down at the endless sea of stars in the Upper Realm.

"The Falling Star Disk is related to the final Formation eye of the Liquidation Formation."

The Moon God's gaze was profound.

"Su Yun, I want to see if you, this variable who crawled up from the Lower Realm, can withstand the chaos of a true great evil."

At the same time. Upper Realm, Xiao Family Divine Mountain.

Inside Qifeng Pavilion. The red candles had burned out.

Su Yun leaned against the white jade couch, playing with a crystal-clear ice-blue jade pendant in his hand.

This was a personal token Xiao Ruoxue had tied to his waist with her own hands before leaving this morning; it still carried the faint fragrance unique to the Extreme Cold Dao Body.

As his fingers stroked the surface of the jade pendant, the golden Lower Realm Heavenly Dao Origin in his mind suddenly vibrated without warning.

It was a sliver of Karma that crossed the realm boundaries.

The Heavenly Dao Luck under his control had been touched in a very distant place.

Su Yun's movements paused, and a faint golden light appeared in his deep black eyes.

He used the grade suppression of the Heavenly Dao Origin to trace back along that weak vibration.

A moment later, the golden light faded.

Su Yun casually tossed the ice-blue jade pendant onto the table, his lips slowly curling into a cruel and highly aggressive arc.

"It seems someone is eyeing my home base."

Su Yun stood up, Laws circulating around him.

"Want to be the fisherman? Then I'll keep both the person and the net."