Chapter 167: Three Drops of Profound Truth (1)

[A/N: We are just a few more golden tickets away from reaching another milestone! :]

Outside the mountain gate, the atmosphere was tense, like a bowstring pulled to its limit, ready to snap at any moment.

The strike full of rage from the Jun Family’s sinister Elder collided violently with the Grey-Robed Elder of the Taiyi Holy Land’s majestic palm force, erupting with world-destroying power.

The shattered Void was like a hideous scar stretching across the sky; the escaping turbulent energy howled and rampaged, making the faces of countless Disciples below turn pale and their hearts tremble.

However, this was only the beginning.

Seeing that the Jun Family Elder had already made a move, the experts from the True Dragon Nest and True Phoenix Nest no longer held back.

"Roar!"

The burly man from the True Dragon Nest, with dragon horns on his head and a body as massive as a mountain, let out a deafening dragon roar.

His blood and Qi erupted like a volcano, and his crimson-gold dragon-patterned battle robe fluttered loudly.

A blood-colored dragon shadow, nearly solid and entwined with Law runes, soared into the sky from behind him. With claws and fangs bared, it carried a ferocious might that could tear the heavens as it lunged straight toward Mu Qingyu.

He intended to capture the leader first to force the Taiyi Holy Land into submission!

Almost simultaneously, the beautiful woman from the True Phoenix Nest lightly raised her jade hand.

She was surrounded by ten thousand rays of divine light, and intense divine flames appeared out of thin air, transforming into a dazzling phantom of an Ancestral Phoenix that contained the power to incinerate all things.

A clear phoenix cry echoed through the nine heavens as the Ancestral Phoenix spread its wings, carrying a sky full of runic fire rain, also targeting the Taiyi Holy Lord.

Two Holy Lord-level experts attacked at once, their momentum even greater than the previous attack by the Jun Family Elder.

"Presumptuous!"

In the Taiyi Holy Land camp, another White-Robed Elder, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly snapped them open, a sharp light bursting from his gaze.

He took a step forward, his figure like lightning, instantly intercepting the Ancestral Phoenix phantom of Feng Qingyin.

His hands formed seals, and a massive Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram appeared out of thin air, rotating slowly. The mysterious Dao rhythm it emitted blocked all the phoenix flames and runes that threatened to boil the seas and burn the heavens.

Faced with Ao Zhan’s ferociously matchless blood-colored dragon shadow, Mu Qingyu finally moved.

She did not retreat, nor did she make any large movements; she simply slightly raised her slender, jade-white right hand.

However, the moment she raised her hand, the rules of the entire world seemed to freeze.

"Suppress."

A cold word escaped her lips.

There was no world-shaking momentum, no fancy or brilliant light.

Within her palm, endless Dao runes flickered in and out of existence, as if she held the life and death of a world.

She simply pressed down lightly toward the roaring blood-colored dragon shadow.

"Buzz—"

A strange humming sound resonated through the heavens and earth.

The blood-colored dragon shadow, powerful enough to crush mountains, was still a hundred zhang away from Mu Qingyu when it seemed to hit an invisible barrier of heaven and earth.

The dragon shadow let out an unwilling wail. On its massive body, the solid blood-light and Law runes began to disintegrate inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ao Zhan’s expression changed drastically.

He felt his vast, boundless blood-Qi and magic power rapidly melting under her nonchalant press, like snow meeting the spring sun.

An irresistible force rebounded along the metaphysical connection, causing his blood and Qi to churn and his internal organs to feel as if they had been displaced.

"How is this possible?"

Ao Zhan was horrified.

He was a Holy Lord-level expert of the True Dragon Nest, with physical strength unrivaled among his peers, yet he was so easily suppressed in a direct confrontation?

Mu Qingyu’s gaze was cold. She took a step forward, her figure seemingly merging with the Void, appearing above Ao Zhan in the next instant.

She pointed her fingers like a sword, Chaos Qi flowing at her fingertips, and pointed toward Ao Zhan from a distance.

A tiny yet extremely condensed grey beam of light erupted from her fingertip.

Wherever it passed, the Void silently split into a thin black line, as if even light and time were being devoured by it.

Ao Zhan felt a fatal crisis and let out a wild roar, revealing part of his true form.

His arms were covered in indestructible dragon scales, crossing them in front of him as a block, while simultaneously manifesting an ancient dragon-patterned shield that erupted with brilliant divine light.

"Boom!"

The Taiyi Calamity Light struck the dragon-patterned shield. That ancient shield, capable of withstanding a full-power strike from a Holy Lord, was instantly pierced like paper.

The beam of light continued unabated, striking directly at Ao Zhan’s crossed arms.

"Crack!"

The cringing sound of bone fracturing rang out.

Ao Zhan screamed in pain. The dragon scales on his arms shattered, and he was covered in blood. He was sent flying several thousand zhang like he’d been hit by an immemorial divine mountain before he managed to stabilize himself.

His face was pale, and his Aura instantly withered by more than half; he had clearly suffered significant internal injuries.

Mu Qingyu stood in the air, her robes fluttering, as if she had done something insignificant.

Her gaze swept to the other side. Seeing this, Feng Qingyin, who was fighting the White-Robed Elder, felt a chill in her heart, and her offensive involuntarily slowed.

The battle between the Grey-Robed Elder and the Jun Family Elder also ended in a mutual understanding, as they each retreated and maintained a distance.

For a moment, the field fell into an eerie silence.

The Disciples of the Taiyi Holy Land only now snapped out of the lightning-fast yet soul-shaking confrontation.

Looking at their Holy Lord in the sky, who possessed peerless grace and had easily suppressed the True Dragon Nest’s Holy Lord by herself, countless Disciples showed fervent worship and immense longing on their faces.

"The Holy Lord’s Divine Might!"

"So powerful! Is this the foundation of our Taiyi Holy Land?"

"With the Holy Lord here, why should we fear these petty characters!"

Discussions rose like a tide, and the Disciples were incredibly excited.

The sense of oppression from the three major forces arriving together was swept away, replaced by unparalleled pride and exhilaration.

Mu Qingyu’s expression was cold as she looked down at the pale-faced experts of the three major forces, her voice clear yet carrying an unquestionable dominance:

"Today’s matter ends here."

"If you remain stubborn and start another conflict, do not blame this seat for leaving you all here."

"Take your people and get out!"

Her words were powerful and resonant, serving as a final ultimatum.

Her resolute attitude left no one in doubt.

If the three major forces took another step, they would be met with a thunderous strike.

The experts of the three Immortal Forces had expressions so dark they almost seemed to drip water.

They had joined forces to apply pressure, thinking they could force the Taiyi Holy Land to back down, but they hadn’t expected Mu Qingyu to be so unyielding and her strength to be beyond imagination.

Just as everyone thought the conflict would end with the three major forces’ temporary retreat...

A sudden change occurred!

"Buzz!"

The Dao Laws of heaven and earth suddenly became chaotic, and a terrifying pressure far exceeding the Holy Lord level descended like the entire sky collapsing.

An indescribably massive palm silently tore through the distant sky, penetrating layers of space, and pressed down toward Mu Qingyu.

Upon that palm, endless Dao patterns flickered, containing the highest Profound Truths of the Laws, and it was entwined with numerous Order God Chains.

Like a punishment from the heavens, it locked onto Mu Qingyu and the entire Taiyi Holy Land mountain gate behind her.

"A Supreme! A Supreme has made a move!" an Elder cried out in alarm.

In an instant, all the Taiyi Holy Land Disciples felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their hearts.

Their breathing stopped, their blood froze, and their Souls trembled.

That Aura was too terrifying, transcending the level of life, making it impossible to even think of resisting, leaving only boundless fear and a sense of insignificance.

For the first time, Mu Qingyu’s expression became incredibly solemn.

Divine light surged around her, and Dao runes emerged frantically as she tried to resist.

But she knew very well that there was a celestial chasm between a Holy Lord and a Supreme.

She could not take this palm.

If this palm fell, not only would her body and Soul be destroyed, but more than half of the Taiyi Holy Land’s mountain gate would likely be wiped out.

A crisis, an unprecedented crisis!

At this critical moment...

"Hmph!"

A faint, cold snort came from the deepest Forbidden Land of the Taiyi Holy Land.

The sound wasn’t loud, but it seemed to contain Supreme authority, instantly dispelling the terrifying pressure that filled the hearts of all the Disciples.

Immediately after, a world-startling Sword Intent soared from the Forbidden Land.

This sword light was initially as thin as a hair, but in the next moment, it expanded to span the heavens and earth.

It had no attributes and showed no brilliance, yet it seemed to condense the most extreme sharpness and the true meaning of destruction in the world.