187: Chapter 187 A Heavenly Net Layed in the Painting; The Moon Goddess Has Fallen into the Trap

At the exact moment that deep blue spatial tunnel pierced through, Su Yun moved.

Without the slightest hesitation, he waved his hand, and with that single motion, the entire world within the map of mountains and rivers began a world-shaking upheaval.

"Heaven and earth overturned, Yin and Yang displaced; evolve—Star-Moon Underground Palace!"

Su Yun's voice echoed through this world like the decree of a creator god.

Rumble!

The originally dim and viscous dungeon space was instantly torn apart and reorganized by infinite light.

Mountains rising from the ground rapidly collapsed and sank under the distortion of the power of Laws, turning into ancient and mottled rock walls.

The ceaselessly rushing rivers were forcibly evaporated; the riverbeds dried up and cracked, turning into bottomless chasms and fissures.

The clouds in the sky were crushed and compacted by an invisible force, turning into a dome so heavy it was suffocating.

Some crystals emitting faint light were "appropriately" embedded upon it, simulating the effect of ever-burning lamps in an underground palace.

In just a single breath, a scene that was dilapidated, ancient, and filled with the weight of ages appeared.

Furthermore, Su Yun had forcibly evolved a scene that was identical to the layout of the Star-Moon Holy Land's underground palace in Blood Consort's memory.

Even the air was filled with a faint scent of laurel blossoms unique to the Star-Moon Holy Land.

This level of control over Laws and world power had already reached a terrifying degree.

"Luo Bingyan, Nangong Xue!"

With a thought from Su Yun, two voice transmissions crossed space and were delivered directly.

In the next moment, two stunning figures appeared simultaneously in the void outside this newly formed "underground palace."

"Senior Brother (Master)!"

The two women bowed together, a hint of solemnity in their eyes.

They could feel an extremely dangerous aura in this space that did not belong here.

"Do as I say."

Su Yun's tone brooked no argument, and his Divine Thought transmission was as fast as lightning.

"Bingyan, you specialize in Space Law. Using this underground palace as the center, set up thirty-six layers of the Void Meander Formation nested within each other. I want to turn this place into a spatial onion that can only be entered but not exited."

"Nangong Xue, you hold the power of slaughter. On the outermost perimeter of the underground palace, carve the Four Symbols Heaven-Locking Grand Formation to isolate all auras and seal off all possible spatial nodes. Remember, what I want is not just to trap the enemy, but absolute isolation. Even if the inside is turned upside down, not a single ripple of energy must leak outside."

"Yes!"

The two women did not hesitate for a moment and immediately left to carry out their orders.

One by one, profound spatial runes and sharp slaughter Formation lines began to rapidly take shape in the void.

They turned into an invisible, inescapable net, completely enveloping the "underground palace."

Having done all this, Su Yun's gaze fell upon that deep blue tunnel that was still constantly stabilizing.

He flipped his hand and took out an object.

It was precisely that burial heaven token, filled with an ancient and ominous aura.

"Old friend, I'm going to let you have a full meal again today."

Su Yun whispered and flicked his finger.

The burial heaven token turned into a streak of black light, silently merging into the dome of the "underground palace" and perfectly integrating with the Formation core of the entire world.

It was like a hunter lurking in the shadows, concealing all its aura and only emitting a faint, invisible intent to devour specifically targeted at the Heaven Burial Palace Origin.

This was the final and most lethal trump card Su Yun had prepared for the Moon Goddess.

As soon as her Soul fragment entered this world, it would be dead-locked by the aura of the burial heaven token.

When the time came, she would not only have to face Su Yun's direct assault but also constantly guard against the devouring and suppression from the world itself.

It could truly be said there was no road to heaven and no door into the earth.

Everything was ready.

Su Yun's gaze fell once more toward the center of the underground palace.

Zi Yun had long since understood; her body seemed to have no bones.

She turned into a pool of viscous blood and silently merged into Ye Qingyu's shadow.

She was like a venomous snake lying in wait in the deepest darkness, retracting all her fangs and venom.

Only a pair of cold eyes remained, staring fixedly at the increasingly clear deep blue tunnel.

She waited for the moment the prey stepped into the trap to deliver the most fatal blow.

Inside the underground palace, a strange dead silence fell.

Only that deep blue spatial tunnel was still making a "buzzing" sound, emitting a bone-chilling coldness.

Time passed, breath by breath.

Finally, at the moment the tunnel's energy fluctuations reached their peak.

A foot slowly stepped out from the other end of the tunnel.

It was a jade-like foot so perfect it had no flaws, skin whiter than snow, untouched by a speck of dust.

A string of silver bells was tied around the ankle, yet they made no sound.

This foot seemed like the most sacred work of art in the world, exuding a high and mighty, inviolable, and cold temperament.

Immediately following, a graceful figure stepped completely out of the tunnel.

She was draped in moon-white gauze, her posture elegant and her curves exquisite.

Her features were obscured by a layer of hazy white light, making them impossible to see clearly.

But just that blurred outline was enough to make one imagine what a world-toppling beauty she must be.

The Moon Goddess!

Her Soul fragment had finally descended!

At the moment she appeared, the Laws of the entire world within the painting let out a strained, suppressed wail.

A terrifying pressure belonging to the Immortal Lord level swept through the entire underground palace like an invisible tide.

Ye Qingyu, lying on the ground, shook like a sieve under this pressure, her eyes showing a reverence and fear originating from the depths of her Soul.

The Moon Goddess hovered in mid-air, her eyes obscured by white light indifferently scanning the wretched Ye Qingyu on the ground.

There was no hint of pity in her gaze, only a trace of barely perceptible disgust.

In her view, this chess piece had already lost its value.

After taking the Falling Star Disk, she would conveniently wipe out this useless piece's Divine Soul to avoid any future trouble.

Her gaze quickly passed over Ye Qingyu and cast toward the depths of the underground palace.

"Where is the Dragon-Locking Well?"

She spoke, her voice cold and devoid of any emotion.

She was preparing to directly take over Ye Qingyu's Physical Body, then go retrieve the treasure and finish the matter quickly.

However, at the moment she was about to act, those cold eyes suddenly furrowed slightly.

Something was wrong.

Something was not right.

As an Immortal Lord powerhouse, how sharp was her perception of Laws?

She could clearly feel that although the aura and layout of this so-called "underground palace" were identical to the intelligence, the internal operation of its Laws revealed an indescribable strangeness.

The Laws here were too "young."

It was like a newly born world; although it had all its parts, it lacked the weight and vicissitudes accumulated through eternal ages.

Moreover, the rank of the Laws here... seemed ridiculously high.

It was even faintly a level higher than the Heaven Burial Palace divine hall where she resided.

How was this possible?

How could a long-depleted Lower Realm give birth to such a high-ranking independent space?

A massive, ominous premonition suddenly surged into the Moon Goddess's heart.

Her cold eyes instantly swept over the surroundings, and for the first time, her tone carried a hint of unmaskable chill.

"No... the rank of the Laws here is strange!"