Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Heaven’s Secret Pavilion, My Hatred Toward You Spans Beyond Sky and Sea

Bang!

Lian Jiuyou’s divine spear seemed but a sewing needle cast into the boundless ocean, merely stirring a ripple in the void as its power dissolved into nothingness instantly.

"This formation truly lives up to its reputation." Lian Jiuyou wasn’t surprised in the slightest. After all, as the guardian array of a top-tier power personally laid by a Great Emperor, it naturally possessed considerable strength.

Moreover, his earlier strike was merely a probe, using only thirty percent of his strength.

"It’s the demon emperor!"

The elderly woman and the three great sages of the True Martial God Sect immediately panicked upon seeing Lian Jiuyou, their entire bodies trembling uncontrollably like sieves.

Not only that, she also saw Yuan Daokong.

The greatest enemy of the True Martial God Sect for a million years—the contemporary strongest master of the Daoist Path!

How could they have joined forces?

But now was not the time to ponder this. Regardless of the reason, the True Martial God Sect had to block Lian Jiuyou and Yuan Daokong, or face complete annihilation.

Boom!

Yuan Daokong pressed down with his immense palm. Yin and yang energy swirled within his hand, transforming into two entwining coiling dragons—one black, one white—anchored by a swirling Tai Chi sphere in his palm. It struck violently toward the True Martial Demonic Dispersal Array.

In an instant, the sky shattered and the earth quaked.

Within the True Martial God Sect, palaces crumbled and collapsed one after another. The great earth split open, mountains tumbled and shattered.

Humm!

The golden statue rose to its feet, seeming as if the Great Emperor himself descended. Imperial might suppressed all directions! The turtle and snake beneath its feet stirred to life; the great turtle raised its head to the heavens in a roar, its enormous shell blotting out the sun and shielding the entire True Martial God Sect.

Clang!

The golden statue drew its sword. The battleblade tore through the firmament as vast, righteous sword energy surged forth. With a single slash, it split apart the yin and yang energies, cutting clean through Yuan Daokong’s palm.

“Destruction Thunder Spear!”

Lian Jiuyou seized the opportunity. His spear shot forth like a dragon.

The power of annihilation condensed. Wherever the spear passed, everything dissolved into the void.

He thrust his spear towards the golden statue.

Clang!

A clear, ringing clang erupted! Great swaths of divine patterns shattered. The golden statue staggered back a step. A piece of divine gold crumbled to dust and fell away from the statue’s form.

"Roar!"

The White Tiger King let out a deafening roar. His body morphed, transforming into an immense white tiger demon. His razor-sharp claws tore straight through the void’s barrier, pulverizing divine patterns as they did so. He swung his massive paw towards the golden statue.

Thud!

The golden statue lifted its sword and slashed down. Dao scripts interwove as its blade severed one of the White Tiger King’s claws.

The White Tiger King was simply too weak, nowhere near Lian Jiuyou’s league, and utterly incapable of breaching this True Martial Demonic Dispersal Array.

Now, the Black Tortoise King, who had remained unmoving till now, finally stirred.

Though stooped by extreme age, his frail form suddenly became imposingly tall and rigid. Vigorous energy pulsed outwards. He stretched out a hand, drawing forth energies like the Yellow River pouring from the heavens—an immense ocean smashed against the formation.

That piece of tortoiseshell suddenly collapsed, and the power of the array diminished once more.

"Continue attacking like this, and in less than three hours, the True Martial Demonic Dispersal Array will break," declared Lian Jiuyou, overjoyed. He gave a mighty shake of his hand, unleashing his divine power. His divine spear thrust forth like a pillar propping up the heavens, resembling the blooming of a divine lotus.

Hum!

The spear tip blossomed like a lotus, each petal unfurling as strands of cosmic principles flowed and endless divine techniques poured out like torrential rain onto the True Martial Demonic Dispersal Array.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Echoes of the explosions traveled thousands of miles.

The power of the True Martial Demonic Dispersal Array weakened continuously.

The divine radiance from the golden statue visibly dimmed at a rapid pace.

"Senior Sister, what should we do?"

One great sage paced anxiously like an ant on a hot pan.

"Inform the Sect Master."

The old woman remained motionless.

Faced with the Demon Emperor and Dao masters, the disciples of the True Martial God Sect could only rely on the True Martial Demonic Dispersal Array to resist. But everyone knew the defensive array alone wouldn’t hold for long.

Under the gaze of four quasi-emperors, escape was impossible.

The plan now was to alert Bai Yuehong so he could prepare.

"So long as the Sect Master lives—even if all of us perish—the Holy Sect will not fall," the old woman stated decisively, each word resounding sharply. "The Sect Master will avenge us."

Everyone’s hearts sank to the depths.

Boom!

Lian Jiuyou, Yuan Daokong, the Black Tortoise King, and the White Tiger King continued relentless attacks on the True Martial Demonic Dissal Array. After two hours, that piece of tortoiseshell shattered, and the turtle and snake reverted into stone statues, reappearing at their original positions.

Anyone looking closely could see that the turtle and snake were crackled all over. The slightest touch would shatter them, turning them to dust.

"The array is about to break."

The demon sages of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom stirred with intense killing intent.

"Prepare for battle."

At the old woman’s command, the disciples of the True Martial God Sect raised their weapons. Deep fear filled their eyes.

But they had no path to retreat.

BOOM!

A little over half an hour later, the golden statue crumbled and perished. Throughout the heavens and earth, divine patterns faded and scattered, exposing the True Martial God Sect to plain view.

Yuan Daokong, Lian Jiuyou, the White Tiger King, and the Black Tortoise King stepped upon the void, appearing high above the masses.

"Demon Emperor, this old one has a query. I beseech Your Majesty to offer an answer," said the old woman, bowing respectfully.

"Then we shall grant you clarity before your demise," Lian Jiuyou waved dismissively. "Indeed, the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom and the True Martial God Sect hold no grievance against each other."

"However, this time, our Imperial Majesty is striking a bargain with the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion. If we wipe out the True Martial God Sect, he shall grant us what we seek."

"Thus, the one who desires the obliteration of the True Martial God Sect is none other than the master of Heaven’s Secret Pavilion."

"I understand."

The old woman’s face twisted into a bitter smile, tinged with self-mockery.

After Sword Servant’s death, the True Martial God Sect’s high-ranking members had sensed the impending danger, yet none had expected it to arrive so quickly.

Heaven’s Secret Pavilion…

"Take action."

Lian Jiuyou gave a flick of his wide sleeve.

In his eyes, this crowd was no different from ants, unworthy of his personal intervention.

"Warriors! Slaughter them all!"

White Tiger King, still in his true demon form, unleashed a deafening roar and charged toward the True Martial God Sect’s four great sages.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Great Sages and Demon Sages of the demon clan, each a qi cultivator of immense power, surged forward like tigers among sheep, descending upon the True Martial God Sect’s disciples.

"The Holy Sect’s sea of blood feud… our Sect Master will remember this!" one Great Sage shouted defiantly.

"Noisy."

White Tiger King opened his maw wide and inhaled. Heaven Fell and Earth Collapsed. The four Great Sages, powerless to resist, along with their divine weapons and governing laws, vanished into the depths of his gullet.

Crunch! Crunch!

White Tiger King crunched relentlessly until all sound from the four Great Sages ceased.

Simultaneously.

Numerous Demon Sages delighted in the massacre of True Martial God Sect disciples. The bloodthirsty demon clan relished the feast; these disciples, all qi cultivators brimming with cultivation essence, became sustenance for the horde. By battle’s end, nearly every disciple had become fodder.

Within the short span needed for a stick of incense to burn down, the True Martial God Sect, from the highest elder to the lowest acolyte, was slaughtered to the last.

Not a single soul escaped.

Afterwards, hordes of Demon Sages poured into the True Martial God Sect’s Scripture Repository and treasure vaults, plundering wealth accumulated over ages.

That day.

Blood radiance soared through the firmament for a hundred thousand leagues in every direction, a crimson mist hung heavy in the air, lingering long after.

By the time the demon host departed, the True Martial God Sect lay in ruins. The former giant of the Yuan Realm had been erased from existence.

…

Sea of All Realms, a nameless island.

Bai Yuehong sat cross-legged. Before him floated a head, radiating immense imperial might—the head of Emperor Venerable Buzhou.

Deep in contemplation, he had begun to grasp profound insights.

Ding!

Abruptly.

A profound sense of unease gripped Bai Yuehong, as if calamity loomed.

With his level of cultivation, such an omen could never be insignificant.

“Could it be… having failed to find me, the Taihao Heavenly Sect is making a move against the True Martial God Sect?” The thought weighed heavily on him; it was a terrifyingly plausible scenario.

“Hmm?”

“A message from the sect?”

His communication spirit stone suddenly pulsed with light. Streams of symbols flew forth, coalescing into written words.

Kaboom!

After reading the message, Bai Yuehong crushed the communication spirit stone in his fist.

His eyes bulged with fury, suffused with monstrous bloodlust, a tide of pure, unadulterated killing intent surging forth.

“Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom…”

“Taoist lineage…”

Utterly unforeseen—the force that had brought utter annihilation upon the True Martial God Sect included the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom.

“Heaven’s Secret Pavilion… Heaven’s Secret Pavilion…”

Bai Yuehong gnashed his teeth, searing hatred igniting within him, limitless and profound.

“You and I… our enmity will only be quenched in the death of one!”

“Until this vengeance is mine, I, Bai Yuehong, refuse the very name of man!"

He stabbed a finger toward the heavens in an oath.

“Lian Jiuyou! Yuan Daokong! So long as I draw breath, I will hunt you both!”