182: Chapter 182 Ye Qingyu's Strangeness

Inside Qifeng Pavilion, the first light of dawn filtered through.

Su Yun toyed with the Ice-blue Jade Pendant in his hand, a refreshing, subtle fragrance wafting from his fingertips.

Suddenly, his movements paused. Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, that mass of golden Origin of Heavenly Dao throbbed violently.

This wasn't external interference. The vibration originated from his Companion Space.

Within the map of mountains and rivers, a violent and Turbid Law was growing savagely, attempting to tear through the rule barriers of this world within the painting.

"Seeking death." A cold golden light flashed in the depths of Su Yun's eyes.

At the same time, a transmission Jade Slip shattered within his sleeve.

Nangong Xue's urgent and panting voice came through.

"Master! The black Qi inside Ye Qingyu has completely spiraled out of control, transforming into some kind of ancient demon god form. She is forcibly tearing through the barrier of the painting. The thirty-six layers of the Demon-Suppressing Array I set up... can't hold on!"

Before the words could finish, accompanied by a terrifying explosion from the Jade Slip, the transmission came to an abrupt halt.

A bloodthirsty curve curled at the corner of Su Yun's mouth.

He had just unlocked the Law shackles of the Upper Realm, and his control had increased tenfold. He was just worrying about not having a living target to test his blade on.

This punching bag that delivered itself to his doorstep had certainly picked a good time.

"Husband, who is so blind as to dare disturb your mood?"

Zi Yun, draped in a thin layer of purple gauze, walked out from the rear hall barefoot.

Holding Su Yun's arm, her full chest rubbed against him intentionally or otherwise, while a hint of killing intent flickered within her flowing eyes.

"A stray dog that thinks it has found a new master and dares to bite back at its owner."

Su Yun looped his arm around Zi Yun's slender waist, and the Space Law around him rippled like water.

Taking a step forward, the two vanished into thin air within the pavilion.

...

The map of mountains and rivers, the former site of the Star-Moon Dungeon.

The originally beautiful scenery was gone. Above the firmament, dark clouds rolled, and lightning snakes danced wildly.

All the spiritual peaks within a hundred-mile radius had collapsed. The earth cracked, spewing out foul-smelling black flames.

In mid-air, Nangong Xue's red dress was stained with blood. Holding a broken longsword, she stared fixedly ahead.

Blood constantly seeped from the corners of her mouth, and her hands trembled uncontrollably from exhaustion.

Opposite her was a monster that looked as if it had crawled out from the Nine Serene Blood Sea.

Ye Qingyu floated in the Void Realm.

The Demon-Subduing Chains on her body had long since shattered into pieces.

On her originally fair back, four pure black Turbid Bone Wings had been forcibly torn out.

With every flap of the bone wings, a gust of highly corrosive dark wind would blow.

Her cheeks were covered in twisted black Devilish Patterns, and the whites of her eyes were completely swallowed by crimson, emitting the terrifying pressure of the Profound Immortal realm.

"Nangong Xue, a lowly servant girl like you is worthy of stopping me?"

Ye Qingyu's voices overlapped, as if hundreds of vengeful spirits were roaring simultaneously.

She raised a sharp claw covered in devilish scales and gave a casual swipe.

Boom!

A pitch-black, half-moon-shaped wind blade tore through the sky.

Nangong Xue parried with her sword.

With a "crack," the blade shattered.

The residual force of the wind blade struck her chest directly, sending her flying hundreds of feet and slamming her deep into the ruins.

"Hahaha! This is the power bestowed upon me by the Upper Realm!"

Ye Qingyu laughed madly toward the sky, completely lost in the frenzy of her skyrocketing power.

She looked up at the sky of the world within the painting, her voice piercing through the clouds.

"Su Yun, you lowly Lower Realm native, get out here right now!"

"My Lord has descended a Great Ominous Power! Even this world within the painting, I can shatter it with a single punch today!"

"If you crawl over on your knees now and kowtow to admit your mistake, I might still be able to beg for grace before my Lord to leave you an intact corpse!"

She had been too suppressed.

Her Dao Heart had been destroyed by Su Yun, and she had been tied up in the dungeon like a dog.

Now that she had turned the tables, she wanted to return the humiliation she had suffered a thousandfold.

"You want me to kneel?"

A calm, lazy voice that seemed to cross eternal time and space exploded within the rolling dark clouds.

The surrounding violent black flames, at the moment this voice fell, seemed to have met their natural enemy and were instantly extinguished.

The dark clouds in the sky were roughly torn open by a pair of invisible giant hands.

Su Yun, holding Zi Yun's waist and dressed in Black Robes, stepped down from the air.

His leisurely pace was as if he were walking in his own back garden.

In those deep black eyes, there was no anger, only the coldness of looking at a dead object.

"Su Yun! You finally dare to come out!"

Ye Qingyu's crimson eyes locked onto Su Yun. The four bone wings on her back flapped violently.

The violent Profound Immortal Devilish Qi transformed into a hundred- height-tall demon shadow, carrying a terrifying aura that tore through space as it lunged straight for Su Yun.

"I will crush every bone in your body, inch by inch!"

She roared, believing this strike was enough to grind the man before her into meat paste.

Su Yun stood in place, not even raising a hand.

He just quietly watched the roaring demon shadow, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Just as Ye Qingyu's claws were less than three feet from Su Yun's face.

Su Yun's thin lips parted slightly.

"Kneel."

Boom!

Two words, light as a feather, yet heavier than eternal stars.

This was not magic power; this was the absolute will of this world.

It was the dual dimensional reduction strike of the Lower Realm Heavenly Dao Origin superimposed with the Dominator of the world within the painting!

Hum!

Ye Qingyu only felt as if the sky above her head had collapsed.

A vast and mighty force that she simply could not understand or resist instantly crushed the Great Ominous Devilish Qi she was so proud of.

Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed through the sky.

Those four indestructible Turbid Bone Wings on her back were instantly snapped by this invisible force, twisted into a bizarre angle.

"Ah—!"

Ye Qingyu let out a scream of despair.

Her body fell from mid-air uncontrollably. With a muffled "thud," her knees slammed heavily onto the muddy ground.

The massive impact directly shook the ground within a ten-mile radius into a giant crater.

She tried desperately to lift her head, tried to circulate her power.

But that power of rules pressed down firmly on her spine, grinding her cheek deep into the mud, making her unable to move even a fraction.

An instant kill.

A crushing defeat with no suspense.

"This... how is it possible... My Lord clearly bestowed upon me the Origin of an Immortal Lord..."

Ye Qingyu spat blood in the mud, her eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets, her Dao Heart facing collapse once again.

"Great Ominous Power of the Upper Realm? In my territory, even if a true Dragon comes, it has to coil up for me."

Su Yun floated down slowly, the tip of his foot stepping on Ye Qingyu's face, which was covered in mud and blood.

With a slight application of force, he made her skull produce a tooth-aching grinding sound.

"That Lord you mentioned gave you power, but didn't teach you how to live with your tail between your legs?"

Absolute silence.

Only the sound of painful whimpering came from Ye Qingyu's throat.

Su Yun withdrew his foot with waning interest. He looked at Zi Yun by his side.

Zi Yun stepped forward, her lotus steps swaying gently.

She looked down at the suppressed Ye Qingyu, her gaze sweeping over the broken black wings.

Suddenly, she stuck out her crimson tongue and licked her vivid red lips.

In those charming eyes, a hair-raisingly eerie smile emerged.

"Husband."

Zi Yun's voice was soft and lingering, yet it carried a bone-chilling coldness.

"This foul stench on her, I am all too familiar with... This is the 'Taiyin Turbid Qi' unique to that old hag, the Moon Goddess."

Zi Yun squatted down, her fingertip tracing Ye Qingyu's blood-stained cheek, and chuckled.

"Husband, we've caught a fish from the Moon Goddess Palace."