Chapter 1435: Demon Lord

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At the Eastern Yellow Estate in Miro Heaven, Chen Mobai sensed an incessant tremor in the void at the highest reaches of the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm. Terrifying Grand Daos, powerful enough to shatter the void and overturn the cosmos, were colliding. Judging by the direction, it was Xuanyuan Heaven. 'Had the Celestial Venerable truly engaged the Merman Venerable?' Chen Mobai wondered to himself, looking up towards the depths of chaos.

Just then, a silver light flashed, and Kongming reappeared. 'Junior Martial Uncle, something's wrong!' he exclaimed. 'Xuanyuan Heaven has suddenly vanished from the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm!'

Chen Mobai was initially perplexed. 'What do you mean Xuanyuan Heaven vanished?' he wondered. 'Literally erased? But this was a cultivation abode left by Senior Martial Sister Tianhai, a Creator; even the Grand Void True King couldn't erase it. Or was it something akin to the Heavenly River World sealing off its mountains?'

Kongming explained urgently, 'The Celestial Venerable's integration with the Dao, and his return to Xuanyuan Heaven to pay respects to the Water Mother, attracted many True Immortals and Dao Lords from the Water Mother Palace lineage. But just now, the Heavenly Emperor sensed that the Grand Daos of these True Immortals had disappeared...' Chen Mobai was stunned upon hearing this and immediately used his Spatial Grand Dao to perceive. Sure enough, he found that the originally orderly Three Thousand Grand Daos had suddenly become chaotic.

At the same time, Chen Mobai noticed that the power of the Grand Void Measuring Ruler, which resided in his left hand, had also begun to dim. The Grand Void Measuring Ruler was the Spatial Grand Dao of the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm and the framework upon which the Three Thousand Grand Daos relied. With the disappearance of the Daos connected to it, this framework naturally began to destabilize.

'Does this mean these True Immortals and Dao Lords have fallen?' Chen Mobai asked, somewhat shocked. After all, it was the Water Mother's intervention that had killed the Primordial Dao Lord, Ghost Mother, and the consequences had only just been barely mitigated by the Celestial Venerable's integration with the Dao. Now, with so many True Immortals and Dao Lords from the Water Mother Palace lineage falling, wouldn't that plunge the world into great chaos?

'No, they haven't fallen. The essence of their Grand Daos is still there, but their power has vanished. This situation likely arises because Xuanyuan Heaven is trapped in chaos, isolated from the Three Realms.' As a Heavenly Monarch of the Void Division, Kongming was well-informed. Such situations had occurred before in the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm: some True Immortals and Dao Lords, seeking further advancement, ventured into chaos hoping to use its ability to evolve myriad Daos to enhance their acquired Grand Daos, only to be directly dissolved by the chaos. However, True Immortals and Dao Lords are immortal and indestructible. After being dissolved by chaos, they resurrected within the Grand Daos of the Immortal Realm using pre-arranged methods, but their cultivation was directly reduced to the lowest point of the seventh tier, and their entire Grand Dao became withered and weakened.

In that state, the True Immortals and Dao Lords were extremely vulnerable. The Heavenly Emperor, or even a Primordial Dao Lord, could achieve the same feat as the Water Mother when she killed the Ghost Mother: shattering both the Grand Dao and the True Immortal who had integrated with it.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mobai understood why Kongming was so anxious. At any other time, they could simply wait for those True Immortals and Dao Lords in Xuanyuan Heaven to resurrect. But now, in the Blazing Heaven, a Demonic Monarch who had integrated with a Primordial Grand Dao had appeared. If this opportunity were seized by him, with just a few True Immortals and Dao Lords falling, the entire Spiritual Void Immortal Realm, and even the Three Realms, would plunge into chaos.

'The Heavenly Emperor's true form has already gone to Xuanyuan Heaven personally, and at the same time, he hopes to request Master's intervention...' Kongming explained the purpose of his visit, hoping Chen Mobai would accompany him to the Grand Void Heaven.

'It's my duty,' Chen Mobai nodded. Without wasting any time, he immediately went to the Grand Void Heaven with Kongming.

At the entrance of the Grand Void Heaven, the child attendant Kongkong, who had been pre-notified by Chen Mobai's communication talisman, immediately updated them upon seeing them. 'Young Master,' he said, 'I've informed the Master and the Young Master about this. The Master hasn't responded yet, but the Young Master has already gone to Xuanyuan Heaven.'

Hearing this, Kongming sighed, 'In that case, we can only place our hopes on the Heavenly Emperor and Junior Master.'

Xuanyuan Heaven was enveloped by the power of the Heavenly River Dao Fruit. Aside from those with the Merman Ancestor's permission, only True Immortals and Dao Lords who cultivated the Five Grand Primordials Dao Scriptures could enter. Under the current circumstances, it was certainly impossible to let Wuwei and the others take such a risk.

Upon returning from the Grand Void Heaven, Kongming was once again summoned by the Heavenly Emperor. Chen Mobai knew that the Heavenly Emperor in the Purple Palace was merely an avatar; presumably, the Heavenly Emperor's true form had made some discovery in Xuanyuan Heaven.

'Junior Martial Uncle, I'll go see the Heavenly Emperor first. I'll inform you if there are any new developments,' Kongming said before hastily disappearing again.

Standing in his Eastern Yellow Estate, Chen Mobai sensed the increasingly turbulent void of the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm, and an ominous premonition stirred within him.

After receiving guidance from the Grand Void True King, Chen Mobai gradually unlocked the true capabilities of the Turtle Treasure, a supreme creation artifact. Besides the complete Spatial Grand Dao, the other Three Thousand Grand Daos, which refined the power of creation, also began to emerge one by one from the Turtle Treasure, reflecting in his mind when needed.

Previously, he had projected a Dao similar to fate onto Zhuo Ming. This time, he had the same feeling. However, compared to Zhuo Ming's infinitely bright future, what he saw when he looked up this time was a dim, shattered firmament, a vast expanse of dark red, blood-stained desolation. 'Will the Immortal Realm suffer a calamity in the future?'

Chen Mobai found it somewhat unbelievable. After all, this place was guarded by the Heavenly Emperor, a Pure Yang cultivator, overseen by the Grand Void True King, and even imbued with the great power of creation left by Tianhai. Even if the Demon Lord were to be reborn in this world, the likely outcome would be his re-suppression by the Grand Void True King. So who could possibly turn the Immortal Realm into ruins in the future?

'It must be that I've only seen a corner of the Immortal Realm's future, for instance, that the Eight Western Heavens might be reduced to ruins in this war, not the entire Thirty-Three Heavens,' Chen Mobai mused. His Dao of Fate was merely a superficial projection aided by the Turtle Treasure and certainly couldn't compare to the Heavenly Emperor's. If the Immortal Realm truly faced a future calamity, then the Heavenly Emperor, who controlled destiny, would certainly be the first to see it. As the ruler of the Three Realms, he would undoubtedly try every possible method to prevent it.

However, at this moment, Chen Mobai remembered that the Heavenly Emperor was about to abdicate. 'Could it be that he saw the future and thus wanted to escape? No, no, no. Senior Brother Ancestor Dragon's Dao avatar would never be so lacking in foresight or magnanimity.'

While Chen Mobai was caught between hope and fear, having glimpsed a corner of the future due to the anomaly in Xuanyuan Heaven, outside the Blazing Heaven, the Heavenly Court's grand army, led by Saint Qianqiu, had already completely surrounded this land of exile.

Saint Qianqiu, leading the army, stood at the very front. He was eight feet tall, with a broad back and muscular build, appearing robust and powerful. A handsome young man in white robes flew over and respectfully handed a newly received jade slip to Saint Qianqiu. 'Master, an edict from the Heavenly Emperor!' he said. The youth was a disciple of the Saint and also a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor, with the Daoist title 'Guangming' (Brightness).

'Alas,' Saint Qianqiu sighed after reading the jade slip, then handed it back to his disciple. The death of Yuwen Ji in battle was unforeseen by anyone. After all, the combined might of Kang Jin and Kang Yu, two seventh-tier Golden Horned Dragons, could only be suppressed, not defeated, even by Saint Qianqiu. After the incident, Saint Qianqiu immediately led all the Heavenly Court's forces to advance upon the Blazing Heaven and simultaneously sought forgiveness from the Heavenly Emperor.

After taking the jade slip, Saint Lord Guangming opened it and saw only one character: 'Kill.' Saint Lord Guangming, familiar with his father's temperament, knew this meant the Heavenly Emperor was enraged. When the Eastern Earth Imperial Court was destroyed in the past, the Heavenly Emperor had authorized the Grand Imperial Heavenly King to execute all immortals with irrefutable evidence of their involvement. Now that Yuwen Ji had died in battle, it similarly caused the Heavenly Emperor great distress. Although Yuwen Ji had previously offended Chen Mobai, causing the Heavenly Emperor to lose face before the Grand Void True King, he was still his son.

'The army will advance and slay all beings in the Blazing Heaven tainted by demonic paths.' However, Saint Qianqiu, at this moment, remained highly considerate. Knowing there might be innocent beings within the land of exile, he did not order a general massacre but instead limited the target to those involved in demonic cultivation.

'Yes, Master!' Upon hearing this, Saint Lord Guangming immediately used his Grand Dao to transmit the order to every member of the army.

Buzzing! Amidst the sky-filling golden light, a million Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, like brilliant stars, formed a seventh-tier battle formation and surged towards the cloud-shrouded Blazing Heaven, dispelling the gloom and purifying the demonic energy. The rebels, who had been hiding within the dark clouds of demonic energy, planning to use the terrain to strike a heavy blow against the Heavenly Court army, were instantly stripped of their concealment and exposed before the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.

In the clash between immortal light and demonic energy, the latter steadily retreated. Cultivators who had practiced demonic arts screamed as they fell from the dark clouds, bursting into clumps of blood and grime, staining the already barren and dilapidated land crimson. The darkness that had shrouded the Blazing Heaven since ancient times receded in chunks under the might of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, revealing the land's inhabitants, gaunt and filled with hatred.

Seeing this, Saint Qianqiu couldn't help but sigh again. However, deep within the pupils of these beings, dark red and black hues lurked, indicating they had clearly practiced demonic arts, leaving no option but to eliminate them all.

As the vanguard Heavenly Soldiers and Generals broke through the demonic energy of the Blazing Heaven and descended onto the land, the native beings of the Blazing Heaven roared, their bodies swelling as they unleashed demonic arts, transforming into one monstrous beast or true spirit after another, rushing fearlessly towards the Heavenly Court army. However, facing the seventh-tier war formation, these creatures were undoubtedly like praying mantises trying to stop a chariot; as soon as they approached, they were turned to ash by the immortal light.

A blazing white sun appeared above the Blazing Heaven. This was Saint Lord Guangming manifesting his Grand Dao, aiming to dispel the darkness that had enveloped the Blazing Heaven for countless ages and, in one go, completely purify this land of exile.

But just then, two sharp rays of light shot out from the deepest demonic energy of the Blazing Heaven. Intertwining horizontally and vertically like a giant pair of scissors, they descended upon the heads of the foremost Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, accompanied by a dragon's roar that shook the nine heavens.

With a loud crunch, the protecting seventh-tier war formation was effortlessly cut open by the golden scissors, as if it were mere paper. Without the war formation, the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals were no longer invincible. The vanguard, along with their formation, was sliced in half by the golden scissors, their blood spilling onto the land of the Blazing Heaven.

Boom! Seeing this, Saint Qianqiu immediately drew a purple jade ruler from his chest, which descended like a bolt of thunder from beyond the heavens. The golden scissors, not to be outdone, let go of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who were now at their mercy, transforming into two golden flood dragons that soared into the sky, colliding with the thunderous jade ruler.

The moment the two magical artifacts clashed, the nearby Spatial Grand Dao shattered from their point of contact, spreading spiderweb-like cracks infinitely outwards. 'How can it be you two?' Saint Qianqiu was greatly astonished to see the golden scissors, now revealing their true forms under the impact of his own Dao-establishing artifact. Those two golden flood dragons were none other than Heavenly Monarch Kang Jin and Immortal Monarch Kang Yu of the Dragon Division.

Wailing! The moment they saw Saint Qianqiu, the two Golden Horned Dragons also wailed, clearly retaining their consciousness but unable to control their bodies or Grand Daos, instead being manipulated by the Demonic Monarch from the deepest reaches of the Blazing Heaven.

'Pure Tranquility Heavenly King, please be careful. That Demonic Monarch's cultivation is unfathomable; what he has integrated with is—' Heavenly Monarch Kang Jin, with his deeper cultivation, forcibly broke free for a moment in this situation, attempting to warn Saint Qianqiu. 'Loose-tongued!' But at that moment, a cold snort echoed, and a terrifying demonic energy, causing even Saint Qianqiu to shiver, erupted from the depths of the Blazing Heaven's land.

A humanoid entity, shrouded entirely in black mist, appeared before the golden scissors, extended a hand, and landed a heavy slap across Heavenly Monarch Kang Jin's face. The resounding slap infuriated all Heavenly Court immortals, including Saint Qianqiu. Even though Heavenly Monarch Kang Jin was usually arrogant and not well-liked, he was still on the Heavenly Court's side. This slap was not just struck across his face; it was an affront to Saint Qianqiu and everyone present.

'Demonic Monarch, today I shall seal you away, preventing you from ever reincarnating!' Saint Qianqiu roared, his killing intent never having been so potent. The moment he saw the shadowy figure, he only wished to tear him into ten thousand pieces. 'Tsk, tsk, tsk, only thinking of sealing me?' the humanoid voice from within the black mist sneered. 'I'm different. I just want you dead!' The voice was exceptionally strange, shifting between male and female, clear in the first half of a sentence, then turning hoarse in the second, as if it were a being patched together from various different people.

'Hold on a little longer, fellow Daoists,' Saint Qianqiu said to the two Golden Horned Dragons, who had fallen back into the Demonic Monarch's grip. 'Once I seal the Demonic Monarch with my Grand Dao of Sacred Virtue, I will purify the restrictions on you and restore your freedom.' He then swung his purple jade ruler. In an instant, a ten-thousand-meter-long purple colossal ruler appeared above the Blazing Heaven, sweeping away all demonic energy and descending upon the Demonic Monarch's head. However, facing Saint Qianqiu's Dao-establishing artifact, the Demonic Monarch merely waved his hand. The golden scissors formed by the two Golden Horned Dragons rose like an intersecting golden cross, or perhaps like chains, firmly blocking the incoming ten-thousand-meter colossal ruler before their heads. Then, with a snap, the scissors closed, and the purple jade ruler was severed into two.