630: Chapter 620 Imperial Tutor (20)

Qin Yun turned around, not looking back again.

He intended to descend the mountain.

But before that, there was one last thing he had to do.

That was to suppress the "Emperor".

Qin Yun looked up, gazing into the deepest part of the Heavenly Abyss.

An azure pagoda hung there, ancient and silent, yet it constantly emanated a suppressive force.

Under the tower was the "Emperor", once again suppressed by the azure pagoda.

It was not completely dead, but its aura had weakened to the point of being almost imperceptible.

Qin Yun took a step forward.

Within his body, the Immortal Sutra vibrated on its own.

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, that azure pagoda, which had always been silent, seemed to have finally waited for a response and trembled slightly.

A long-lost, resonant aura transmitted from the tower's body back into Qin Yun.

Even Qin Yun paused for a moment.

This was not him actively seizing the azure pagoda.

It was more like the azure pagoda was responding to him, acknowledging him, and waiting for him.

The Immortal Sutra circulated even faster.

On the body of the azure pagoda, new ancient patterns slowly began to flow.

Qin Yun perceived that the Origin within him, which had long since settled, was forming a deeper resonance with the azure pagoda.

Chaos Body.

Dual Emperor Body.

nine books, Nine Treasures.

The azure pagoda was no longer just an external object.

It was like a thread, re-anchoring all his Dao, destiny, and the things in the deepest part of his true spirit.

On the tower, blurred ancient images flashed by.

Like afterimages of a higher heaven and earth, or perhaps the scene at the end of some Immortal Path.

Qin Yun could not see clearly.

But he knew that the azure pagoda, the Immortal Path, and that higher world he had not yet touched must have a deeper connection.

At this moment, his bond with the azure pagoda was deeper than ever before.

Qin Yun withdrew his thoughts, raised his hand, and invoked the power of the azure pagoda.

Hum.

The azure lotus phenomenon manifested once again.

One, two, three.

The azure lotuses bloomed layer by layer from the Void Realm; it was no longer just borrowing power, but rather, they were in communion with Qin Yun's heart.

The azure pagoda actively released its suppressive force.

Under the tower, the "Emperor" seemed to sense a fatal crisis, and its remaining filthy aura surged violently, attempting one last struggle.

But the azure lotus pressed down.

Heaven and Earth fell silent.

The "Emperor"'s last bit of counterattack was directly extinguished.

The "Emperor" was once again suppressed by the azure pagoda in the Heavenly Abyss.

After suppressing the "Emperor", the azure pagoda slowly shrank, transformed into a beam of azure light, and landed in Qin Yun's palm.

Qin Yun grasped the azure pagoda, finally turned around, and walked towards the human world.

He began to truly descend the mountain.

...

The Nine Provinces were in Chaos.

Without Lu Xingzhou leading by example, the Dark Turmoil erupted across the Nine Provinces.

The black tide submerged the mountains and rivers.

Great domains were falling one by one.

The top ancient clans that once suppressed a region could now only cower in their ancestral lands, watching the suffering of living beings outside their mountain gates.

The defensive formations of cities were smashed one by one.

Old Ancestors bled.

Divine sons fell.

Refugees scattered everywhere.

Once prosperous cities were left with nothing but broken walls and scorched black soil.

Changsheng Heavenly Continent, Northern Wasteland Domain, Linyuan City.

This was the last line of defense for the Human Race in the Northern Wasteland Domain.

On the city wall, a young Cultivator leaned against a blood-stained battlement, gasping for air.

His name was Li Wang, just an ordinary Sect Disciple, and his Sect had been destroyed three days ago.

He had fled all the way here and was pulled onto the city wall by the garrison commander to help defend.

"Where are the reinforcements?"

An old soldier with a severed arm asked in a hoarse voice.

No one answered.

Outside the city, a dark mass of Fallen Beings and eerie, fierce creatures loomed.

In the very front, several Fallen Heavenly Emperors who had betrayed the Nine Provinces during the Dark Turmoil stood in the black tide, their auras causing the formation patterns on the city wall to flicker.

One of the Heavenly Emperors had once been Li Wang's most respected idol.

Inside the city, cries and screams filled the air.

Women held their children while hiding under eaves; old men sat before thresholds, gazing at the dim sky.

Li Wang gripped his broken sword tightly.

He knew the city was about to fall.

He was also going to die soon.

He looked back into the city and saw a little girl with pigtails hiding in her mother's arms, looking up at the sky.

There was no fear in the girl's eyes, only a faint sense of confusion.

She seemed to be waiting for something.

Li Wang's heart was suddenly pricked.

If only there were someone in this world who could save the Nine Provinces.

Just as this thought emerged, the city's defensive formation let out an unbearable wail.

Crack.

It shattered.

Outside the city, a Fallen Heavenly Emperor sneered.

"Kneel and submit to 'Heaven', or die."

As the voice fell, a giant black palm print descended from the sky, striking directly at Linyuan City.

Tens of thousands of Mortals in the city closed their eyes.

The garrison on the city wall looked up, their expressions desperate.

At this very moment.

Above the firmament, a beam of azure light split open without warning.

A phantom of an ancient, small tower descended from the azure light.

The moment the black palm print approached the phantom of the small tower, it dissipated silently.

The black tide outside the city suddenly stalled.

Everyone in the city was stunned.

Immediately after, an azure lotus slowly bloomed over the battlefield.

The lotus bloomed.

The light fell.

Azure light rain showered down, landing on the Fallen Beings; they couldn't even let out a scream before they turned into black ash in droves.

In an instant, the black tide outside the city, which was enough to submerge mountains and rivers, was cleared into a large open space.

A figure descended from the sky, stepping on an azure lotus, with the phantom of the azure pagoda looming behind him.

He had no extra words, simply raising his hand and pressing forward.

Chaos Qi spread out.

The Fallen Heavenly Emperors at the very front of the black tide had their expressions change drastically, just about to join forces to resist.

But before Qin Yun's palm could fall, the dark Law on their bodies began to shatter inch by inch.

"No..."

They only had time to utter one word.

The few Fallen Heavenly Emperors who had brought despair to the entire Linyuan City were completely reduced to nothingness under Qin Yun's palm.

Crushing.

It was not a confrontation on the same level at all.

The moment before, the city was about to fall.

The next moment, the catastrophic dark battle line was directly blasted through by one person with one palm.

The battlefield was first deathly silent.

Then, on the city wall, someone dropped their broken sword and knelt down.

Li Wang also knelt down; he looked at that figure, his whole body trembling, not out of fear, but excitement.

Inside the city, countless people rushed out from under the eaves, knelt on the streets, and kowtowed towards that figure.

Some cried.

Some laughed.

Some muttered to themselves.

"The Nine Provinces are saved."

Deep within the black tide, a stronger Fallen existence was thoroughly alarmed.

It did not appear, but a cold and furious will pressed down.

"Who are you?"

"How dare you defy 'Heaven'!"

Everyone's eyes focused on Qin Yun once again.

Qin Yun looked at the surging black tide, then glanced at the dilapidated human city beneath his feet, and finally spoke softly.

"A name?"

He seemed to think for a moment, his voice very faint.

"It seems like a very, very long time has passed."

"I only remember that once, the world called me Yun."

"Yun the Immortal."