Chapter 1088: A Sword Cuts Through White Bones

"It seems your Black Dragon clan wishes to be annihilated!" Yuan Zhen said with a cold tone after hearing the old Flood Dragon's words.

"Heh, while the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Ancestor is powerful, our clan is not weak. Furthermore, the world is about to undergo a great change. When that time comes, the Upper and Lower Realms will inevitably clash. Who will destroy whom is still uncertain!" A massive dragon head emerged from the dark clouds, accompanied by boundless lightning, a sky-blue jewel atop its head. Its eyes, filled with majesty, met Yuan Zhen's gaze.

"In that case, we'll start by destroying your Profound Flood Dragon Royal Court right here in the Heavenly River Realm." As Yuan Zhen spoke, she beckoned with her hand. The Grand Harmony Sword, previously ensnared by the Deep Sea Suppressing Pearl, erupted with brilliant light and landed in her palm.

"Little friend, I descended to this realm using a secret technique, but because Zhen'er's cultivation level is insufficient, she cannot withstand my full power. At most, I can unleash the full might of the Nine Heavens Dao Fruit in a single strike. I will move to slay the strongest old Flood Dragon, then use the Heaven-Connecting Dao Refining Pagoda and the Grand Harmony Sword to suppress the Deep Sea Suppressing Pearl. As for the remaining Bone Dharma King and the other Flood Dragon, I will injure them as severely as possible. I hope you can lend a hand to help my sect overcome this tribulation!" Just as Chen Mobai wondered why Yuan Zhen suddenly possessed such immense power, a familiar voice echoed in his ear.

It was Yuan Qingque's! Hadn't he ascended? After listening, Chen Mobai finally understood what was happening.

As expected of an ancient sacred land in Eastern Continent, it still possessed such profound heritage. However, Chen Mobai soon thought of something.

What would happen to Saintess Yuan if the senior unleashed his full power? If there were no consequences, the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Sect would surely not keep such a secret technique hidden, only to use it at a moment of life and death. Chen Mobai had few friends in Eastern Continent; Ye Qing and Yuan Zhen were his initial impressions of the Eastern lands and his closest like-minded companions.

If possible, he didn't want anything to happen to Yuan Zhen. "After I make my move, Zhen'er will die!" Yuan Qingque revealed without any concealment, telling Chen Mobai the truth.

"Is there a way to save her?" Chen Mobai continued to ask.

"This... the descent ritual has already begun. Unless I don't act, but..." As Yuan Qingque transmitted his message, he glanced at the two true spirits across from him, already glaring menacingly, and the hesitant Bone Dharma King. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh. "Little friend, I know you are a righteous person, but for the sake of the sect's legacy, Zhen'er must be sacrificed today."

At this point, Yuan Qingque's expression had calmed. His mind communed with the Grand Harmony Sword, preparing to wield this sixth-tier flying sword and unleash his strongest strike! "Then, senior, please cover me!"

But at this moment, Chen Mobai spoke these words, then instantly teleported in front of Yuan Zhen and Ni Yuanzhong. "Little friend!"

Yuan Qingque's face was filled with surprise. Just as he was about to advise Chen Mobai not to act impulsively, he suddenly sensed a power of the Great Dao that utterly astonished him. He watched as the second primordial spirit merged with the Primordial Yang Sword, transforming into a crimson-gold Vermilion Phoenix amidst a burst of sacred virtue and clear light. Then, a massive five-colored treasure pearl illuminated and emerged from Chen Mobai's chest. Amidst the shimmering five-colored streams of light, a peacock with resplendent five-colored tail feathers soared gracefully.

Finally, another streak of pure Yang immortal light lit up, transforming into a noble and magnificent Azure Bird between the Vermilion Phoenix and the peacock. As the Three Phoenix Dharma Idols manifested, the aura of three Soul Transformation cultivators instantly astonished everyone present!

"This is... the Great Dao of Sacred Virtue!" Yuan Qingque looked at the Vermilion Phoenix formed by the second primordial spirit, his face full of disbelief. As a Void Refinement cultivator, he had already stepped into the Great Dao and chosen his path. After ascending to the Upper Realm, he had cultivated for decades under the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Ancestor and was well-versed in the Three Thousand Great Daos.

Naturally, he understood that this Great Dao of Sacred Virtue was a primordial Great Dao! And it was among the very top. Logically, neither the Five Elements Sect nor even Eastern Continent should possess cultivation methods for this Great Dao! Because this Great Dao already had an owner.

The patriarch of the Millennium Calligraphy and Inkwood Forest, a sacred land in Central Continent, had merged with this Great Dao. He was also the first saint of the human race and a powerful being who had listened to the Dao in the Water Mother Palace. Thinking of this, Yuan Qingque's eyes filled with regret. Since Chen Mobai could cultivate this Great Dao in the lower realm, it meant he was highly compatible with the Great Dao of Sacred Virtue, even possessing the potential of a saint.

If he were in Central Continent, he would likely already be a Saint Son, or even the Saint Lord, of the Millennium Calligraphy and Inkwood Forest. Such talent was truly wasted in Eastern Continent.

Compared to Yuan Qingque, the Bone Dharma King and the two true spirit Flood Dragons merely sensed that Chen Mobai had condensed three great Dharma Idols, each at the Soul Transformation level. Their cultivation levels only allowed them to perceive and refine the power of the Great Dao that resonated with themselves, so they did not know which Great Daos these Three Phoenix Dharma Idols represented. However, the five-colored peacock formed by the Chaos Orb already caused the two Flood Dragons to feel the vast spiritual water energy, which they had previously controlled effortlessly, beginning to become unstable.

"I've never heard of you in the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Sect. State your name!" The old Flood Dragon held the Deep Sea Suppressing Pearl above its head. Even against an ascended cultivator like Yuan Qingque, it was confident it wouldn't die, so it maintained an arrogant posture when facing Chen Mobai, who had revealed the Three Phoenix Dharma Idols. "You're the old geezer who wants to marry my Yellow Dragon, aren't you? Perfect, I have a score to settle with you today!"

As Chen Mobai spoke, his colossal Myriad Sword Dharma Body rose. The Azure Bird Dharma Idol descended and merged with it, instantly unfurling the Heaven-Severing Sword Domain, which enveloped all Soul Transformation cultivators present in an instant! "A Dharma Realm?" The Bone Dharma King said, a little surprised, after sensing the sword domain.

Chen Mobai knew that the highest inherited secret technique of the Grand Void Ethereal Palace was the Dharma Realm! Although he wasn't sure if it meant the same thing as the Dharma Realm in the Immortal Sect, most domain-related techniques in this world were essentially the signature of the Grand Void Ethereal Palace.

"So it's you, Immortal Tortoise Chen! You refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. How dare you leave the Eastern Barrens and come here to die!" After hearing Chen Mobai's words, the old Flood Dragon also understood his identity and, instead, burst out laughing.

One must know that in the Four Seas, if it took a liking to a maiden from any clan, they would basically be obediently delivered just by a word. The reason it had previously shown Chen Mobai respect was simply because the demon race from the neighboring Desolate Sea had overly exaggerated his reputation as a god of slaughter. After all, Chen Mobai had once blown up the spiritual veins of Eastern Wu, burying millions of demons. Although the old Flood Dragon was not afraid of battling the top Soul Transformation cultivators in the Heavenly River Realm, it feared becoming entangled with such inexplicable karmic evil. If, due to its actions, Chen Mobai were forced to detonate the three border regions of Eastern Continent, it would at least bear a significant portion of the karma, and the originally scenic Eastern Continent coastline would also turn into ruins, which would be detrimental to their rule of the Profound Sea.

Considering these factors, the old Flood Dragon had, uncharacteristically, been polite, but it hadn't expected Chen Mobai to show no appreciation whatsoever. It was naturally furious about this but also had reservations. And after Chen Mobai triggered the Soul Transformation heavenly tribulation, it knew that as long as this neighbor remained on the land of Eastern Continent, it could only maintain friendly relations, at least not provoke him too much. The old Flood Dragon had originally intended to outlive Chen Mobai with its exceptionally long lifespan.

After all, it had already inquired and found out that the young Yellow Dragon Maiden was still very small; in two thousand years, she would be fully grown and able to endure its ravages. But it never expected to lure Chen Mobai out while attacking the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Sect. This unexpected delight caused the old Flood Dragon's two thick, long whiskers to tremble, clearly indicating its extreme pleasure.

"Father King, let me teach him a lesson for you!" The young Flood Dragon beside them, seemingly wanting to curry favor with the old Flood Dragon, looked at Chen Mobai with cold eyes. Dark Profound Nether Yin Lightning continuously emerged from its body, resembling a black lightning dragon.

"Fellow Daoists, why don't you leave this little one to me? To be honest, Yuan Qingque casts a shadow over me, but killing someone who just reached Soul Transformation is still easy." At this moment, the Bone Dharma King, who had been listening in, also understood the origins of Yuan Zhen and Chen Mobai. Without any pretense, he directly addressed the two Flood Dragons. "Alright, after you kill him, wipe out everyone from the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Sect too. The Heaven-Connecting Dao Refining Pagoda will be ours!"

The old Flood Dragon was equally impolite. Its primary purpose for coming today was this sixth-tier pagoda. It was very clear about Yuan Qingque's current state—at most, he had one strike's worth of power. Within its Deep Sea Suppressing Pearl was a spell left by the Ancestral Black Dragon, which it was confident could block the attack. "I only want the Nine Heavens Demon-Slaying Sect to be annihilated. Now, being able to make Yuan Qingque witness this scene himself is utterly satisfying, hahahaha..."

At this moment, the Bone Dharma King felt all his bones creaking and cheering with delight. "Silence! What business do you have here!" Just then, Chen Mobai frowned, finding the skeleton's voice grating and unpleasant. He controlled the Vermilion Phoenix formed by his second primordial spirit and unleashed a sword strike!

"Junior, your cause of death is standing with Yuan Qingque..." The Bone Dharma King faced the sword strike indifferently. He transformed his right hand's bones into a shield to block, while simultaneously unleashing more than half of his demonic energy, controlling his bone relic to form a thick spear, which spun and thrust towards Chen Mobai repeatedly. But just as the bone spear formed and before it could fly halfway, the Bone Dharma King suddenly felt something was wrong. His right hand had lost all sensation. The Vermilion Phoenix flapped its crimson feathers. The Primordial Yang Sword, whose edge Chen Mobai had deliberately hidden before, now unleashed its full sixth-tier power. Coupled with the Pure Yang Scroll's sacred virtue clear light which countered demonic energy, it instantly sliced the Bone Dharma King's proud defense into two upon contact.

The Primordial Yang Sword's momentum did not wane. To the Bone Dharma King's horrified gaze, it effortlessly pierced through the twelve fifth-tier bone demon spiritual lights engraved on his body. "This is impossible!" the Bone Dharma King cried out, intending to self-detonate his Flying Yaksha body to buy time for his core bone relic to escape. But as the Heaven-Severing Sword Domain condensed, his movements slowed. Then, the Primordial Yang Sword swept past, and the Bone Dharma King found that the demonic energy he had painstakingly cultivated for a thousand years also began to spiral out of control, dissipating into thin air.

Accompanied by a phoenix cry! The Primordial Yang Sword effortlessly sliced the Bone Dharma King in half. Subsequently, the Sword Fiend Thunder Sound instantly teleported, catching up with the relic, which had transformed back into a stark white bone pearl and was trying to escape. With a gentle twirl around it, a 'crack' sound echoed.

This fifth-tier peak bone relic, the highest achievement of the Demonic Dao, likewise could not withstand the Primordial Yang Sword for even a single breath before being sliced into a cloud of greyish-white bone dust.

One of the top fifteen cultivators in the Heavenly River Realm.Lord of the Northern Demonic Dao, the Bone Dharma King.Fallen!