634: Chapter 624 Imperial Tutor (24)

In the deepest part of the Heavenly Abyss, there was no sky and no earth. There was only a suffocating blackness.

Here, there was only filth, antiquity, and decay, as if all the malice accumulated over long eons had settled here.

Qin Yun stepped inside.

Within the darkness, there was a moment of silence.

Then, countless gazes rose from the depths and fell upon him.

"Human Race?"

"Only one?"

"A single person dares to enter the Ancestral Land alone? Is he here to throw his life away?"

Voices came from all directions, sharp, low, and hoarse.

Qin Yun did not stop.

He simply walked forward, his gaze sweeping across both sides.

Ancient stone platforms were suspended in the darkness, and on them sat strange creatures of various forms—some resembling humans, some beasts, and others nothing more than a mass of constantly writhing black mist.

Pseudo-Immortal aura.

Great Emperor aura.

Heavenly Emperor aura.

Any one of these figures, if placed in the Nine Provinces, would cause a catastrophe.

But here in the depths of the Ancestral Land, they were merely the periphery, mere guards, mere lackeys standing in attendance for those on higher ground.

"Halt."

A tall black shadow walked out from the front, its voice sounding like grinding iron.

"Human Race, kneel."

"The Ancestral Land is not a place you can come to."

Qin Yun glanced at it.

Just one glance.

The black mist on the shadow's body trembled slightly, as if swept by something.

"I am going to cleanse your Ancestral Land today."

As his words fell, the darkness went silent, followed by a chorus of sneers.

"Cleanse the Ancestral Land?"

"A Red Dust Immortal, does he really think of himself as an Immortal?"

"He probably doesn't even know that there is more than one Pseudo-Immortal here."

"Let him walk a few more steps; when he sees the Abyss Lord, he probably won't even be able to speak."

Qin Yun did not argue.

He continued forward.

The darkness parted and then closed, as if attempting to swallow him whole.

Finally, in the deeper reaches of the Ancestral Land, a familiar aura appeared.

A face slowly emerged from the boundless black mist.

Abyss Lord.

But the Abyss Lord of today was long different from the past.

He sat upon a black throne, strange patterns intertwining behind him, with a vast number of strange creatures kneeling beneath the throne.

The gazes of those peripheral strange holy clans looking at him were not of respect, but of fear and faith.

"Immortal Yun."

"You are too arrogant."

The Abyss Lord spoke slowly, his tone haughty.

"This is the Ancestral Land, not the Nine Provinces."

"In the Nine Provinces, I still needed to be wary of the Green Lotus, wary of that tower, and wary of the suppression of heaven and earth."

"But here, I am truly myself."

He slowly stood up, and the darkness behind the throne surged accordingly.

All around the Ancestral Land, countless strange holy clans lowered their heads, and the atmosphere became even more oppressive.

The next moment, Qin Yun raised his hand.

No strange phenomena appeared beforehand.

It was just that behind him, it was as if the entire Nine Provinces were slowly unfolding.

The lights of ten thousand homes, ruined cities and broken walls, mountains and rivers, the joys and sorrows of Mortals, the life-and-death battles of Cultivators—all the myriad things of the human world transformed into an invisible momentum at this moment, descending upon him.

The Mortal World as the sheath.

Power Of Will as the edge.

The Sword Book chimed softly.

The Heart Sword rose on its own.

"Slash."

Only one word.

Before the smile on the Abyss Lord's face could fade, his pupils suddenly constricted.

He finally realized something was wrong.

This sword strike was not like the past.

It was not the sword of Qin Yun alone.

It was the will of all living beings in the Nine Provinces, borrowing his hand to strike here.

The Abyss Lord roared in anger, and the black throne behind him exploded with a boom. Vast swathes of Pseudo-Immortal Laws transformed into a black tide, rushing forward in an attempt to swallow this sword strike.

But it was too late.

The sword light descended.

The black tide broke first.

The throne broke next.

Finally, the Abyss Lord himself split open silently, starting from the center of his brow.

The final shock in his eyes remained frozen there.

"Impossible..."

Before he could finish speaking.

The person was already gone.

One sword strike.

The Abyss Lord dissipated on the spot.

The Ancestral Land fell into dead silence.

All the strange holy clans seemed to have lost their voices.

A moment later, shrill screams suddenly erupted.

"The Abyss Lord is dead!"

"He killed the Abyss Lord with one sword strike!"

"Stop him!"

"Quickly notify the depths of the Ancestral Land!"

Some strange creatures charged over, while others turned and retreated, and some high-ranking ones lost their composure, realizing the gravity of the situation.

The Abyss Lord was not a peripheral character.

That was royalty.

It was an existence second only to the "Emperor".

Now, he had been wiped out by Qin Yun with a wave of his hand.

Qin Yun did not say a second word.

He continued to walk forward.

This walk turned into a path of slaughter.

The peripheral strange hordes had just pounced when they were swept away at the waist by a cyan sword light.

Several Great Emperor-level strange creatures that rushed out from the middle layer joined forces to set up a dark field, hoping to trap Qin Yun.

Qin Yun pressed his hand down.

The phantom of a Green Lotus bloomed behind him, and the field collapsed on the spot.

Another sword strike followed, and the three strange Great Emperors exploded into black mist together.

Further in, four Pseudo-Immortals appeared simultaneously.

They dared not be negligent anymore and pressed down together, causing the entire Ancestral Land to shake.

Qin Yun finally paused for a moment.

The next moment, the scene of the human world behind him became even clearer.

The Nine Provinces served as his Dao field.

Standing here, it was as if the entire Nine Provinces stood here.

He threw a punch.

The first Pseudo-Immortal vomited blood and flew sideways; before it could steady its body, the Heart Sword had already pierced through it.

The second Pseudo-Immortal wanted to retreat.

The void book vibrated, space folded, and the strange figure crashed back onto the sword's edge.

The third and fourth ones pounced one after another.

Qin Yun brought both hands down simultaneously.

The Taihuang Sun-Rending cleaved the darkness on the left.

The Heavenly Immortal Body smashed the head of the Pseudo-Immortal on the right with a punch.

The Ancestral Land was in complete chaos.

The Green Lotus Seal was shaken continuously by the aftermath of the battle, the ground collapsed in chunks, and the Seals in the depths shattered one after another.

Those high-ranking ones who had originally wanted to stabilize the situation now had only one thought left.

"Emperor!"

"Quickly invite the Emperor!"

"If the Emperor is not awakened, the Ancestral Land is truly finished!"

Just as the words fell, that eternal darkness in the deepest part finally cracked open.

No one went to call it.

It was forced awake.

The entire Ancestral Land paused simultaneously.

It was as if something had awakened after a long period of suppression.

The Green Lotus shook violently.

Layers of Seals rose up, only to shatter again.

At this moment, the strange beings were not fearful, but fanatical.

They knelt down one after another.

"Emperor!"

"The Emperor has awakened!"

"The Ancestral Land shall not perish!"

In the deepest part of the darkness, a pair of eyes slowly opened.

"Human Race."

A low voice sounded.

"You are very noisy."

As the words fell, a hand pressed down.

It was not the kind of probing from the false path earlier.

This strike was the true power of a crippled Emperor.

Qin Yun raised his hand, meeting it head-on with the Power Of Will of the Nine Provinces and his Red Dust Sword Intent.

Boom!

The Ancestral Land collapsed significantly.

Countless strange creatures were shattered on the spot.

Qin Yun took three steps back.

The "Emperor" also paused for a moment.

This moment was already quite astonishing.

"You are somewhat interesting."

Qin Yun shook the black mist off his hand, his eyes darkening further.

"Today is not about you finding me interesting."

"It is I who am going to kill you."

The great battle truly began.

Before, killing the Abyss Lord and the Pseudo-Immortals was a matter of pressing the attack.

But when it came to the "Emperor", it turned into a bloody battle.

The crippled Emperor raised its hand, and the Laws of darkness and the Origin of filth pressed down together, as if the entire Ancestral Land were acting on its behalf.

Qin Yun countered with the Power Of Will of the living beings of the Nine Provinces; the Sword Book, Body Scripture, Dao Book, and void book vibrated in turns, and every collision caused the deep layers of the Ancestral Land to collapse.

The strange creatures had long since retreated far away.

They did not even have the qualifications to intervene and could only watch from further out.

The "Emperor" was severely crippled.

But its methods were extremely numerous.

Every time it raised its hand, it displayed power exceeding the current level, indicating that its true Realm was far beyond this.

If not for the Green Lotus pressing down.

If not for the Ancestral Land's Seal grinding it for too long.

This crippled Emperor before him would likely be an existence that the Nine Provinces could not contend with at all.

As Qin Yun fought, he perceived things more clearly.

Such auras were in more than one place.

It was not the only "Emperor".

It was just one of this clan.

This made his heart sink even further.

If he could not exterminate them now, the Nine Provinces would repeat the same mistakes in the future.

Thus, he let go completely.

The Red Dust Sword, the Heart Sword, and the intent of the Sword Book—the three merged to the extreme at this moment.

The crying and laughter of the human world, the joys and sorrows of all living beings, the lights of ten thousand homes—all entered the sword.

He slashed with one sword.

Finally, a gash was torn open in the crippled Emperor's chest.

The black Origin of filth splashed out.

A roar sounded from the depths of the Ancestral Land.

It began to fight back frantically.

Strands of indestructible will rushed out from the shattered crippled body, attempting to use the Ancestral Land, the darkness, and the strange Origin to reform.

Qin Yun knew very well that if it succeeded in this step, all the previous bloody battles would have been in vain.

And at this very moment, the Green Lotus finally moved.

It was not helping blindly.

But, driven by Qin Yun's Dao and the will of the living beings of the Nine Provinces, it finally leaned toward this side.

The Green Lotus bloomed in layers.

Strands of cyan light descended, pressing directly onto the "Emperor"'s indestructible will and the Origin of filth.

The "Emperor" let out a roar.

"Green..."

Qin Yun did not let it continue.

The sword fell again.

This sword strike followed the gap torn open by the Green Lotus's suppression, striking straight into the deepest part of the Origin.

Boom!

All sounds in the Ancestral Land seemed to have been wiped away.

After a breath, the darkness exploded and scattered.

The "Emperor"'s crippled body, will, and true Origin were all completely annihilated under the Green Lotus and this sword strike of Qin Yun's.

Completely annihilated.

The entire strange Ancestral Land was completely dead silent.

The faith in the eyes of those strange beings kneeling on the ground collapsed at this moment.

Some screamed in madness.

Some collapsed on the spot.

Some turned and fled.

Qin Yun did not pursue them.

Because the Ancestral Land itself had already begun to collapse.

The deepest part had been hollowed out.

The Green Lotus swayed and returned to settle back upon the Heavenly Abyss Seal.

The entire depths of the Heavenly Abyss also returned to the cold silence after the battle.

Qin Yun stood in the center of the ruins of the Ancestral Land, looking down at the hollow that had been slashed out, his expression calm.

He could feel it.

Such auras were in more than one place.

There were still similar "Emperors".

This battle before him was not the final end.

It was just that this layer of old calamity in the Nine Provinces had been temporarily cleared.

He looked up, glancing back at the Heavenly Abyss above.

The Nine Provinces were temporarily safe.

The source of this round of darkness was also temporarily severed.

Then he, too, should leave.

But before leaving, there was one last thing.

The nine books and Nine Treasures.

This was one of the greatest foundations he had possessed along his journey.

But Qin Yun knew very well that these things were not just treasures; they were the roots of the Nine Provinces' Origin.

If he took them all away, the Nine Provinces would lose another portion of their foundation in the future.

So, Qin Yun raised his hand.

The nine books and Nine Treasures slowly flew out from within his body.

The void book, book of life, death book, Time Book, Body Scripture, Treasure Book, Book of Fate, Dao Book, and Destiny Book.

As well as the corresponding Nine Treasures.

They hung above the Heavenly Abyss, resonating with each other, illuminating a region of heaven and earth.

Qin Yun pointed a finger.

The nine books and Nine Treasures transformed into nine beams of light, shooting toward the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces respectively.

The void book returned to Shenxuan.

The book of life returned to Changsheng.

The death book returned to Yuanhuang.

The others also returned to their respective continents.

The Origin of the Nine Provinces was re-stabilized at this moment.

Deep in the mountains and rivers, strands of Origin nodes lit up, as if the Nine Provinces had taken root again.

Qin Yun watched this scene without reluctance.

Because at the very moment the nine books and Nine Treasures detached, he did not feel empty inside.

On the contrary, strands of Laws remained within his body.

The Law of Void.

The Law of Life.

The Law of Death.

The Law of Time.

The Law of Body.

The Law of Treasure.

The Law of Fate.

The Law of Dao.

The Law of Destiny.

The roots of the Nine Provinces were no longer on him.

But the echoes that the Great Dao of the Nine Provinces left within him had completely merged into the Nine Great Heavenly Laws.

He gave up the treasures.

But he gained the Dao.

At this moment, between heaven and earth, the true path finally unfolded.

It was no longer the old path in the Heavenly Abyss that was difficult to distinguish between true and false and was still interfered with by the "Emperor".

It was a path that truly belonged to him.

Straight.

Clear.

It slowly descended from the end of the firmament, extending to his feet.

No one knew what lay beyond the path.

No one knew what the higher heaven and earth were.

But the path was already ahead.

Qin Yun turned back one last time and glanced at the Nine Provinces.

The Green Lotus swayed.

The Heavenly Abyss was pacified.

The mountains and rivers were behind him.

The lights of the human world were not extinguished.

He did not say any grand words.

Nor did he leave behind any promises.

What needed to be done, he had already finished.

The next moment, Qin Yun stepped onto that path.

His figure moved forward.

Moving further and further away.