Chapter 1381: The Hand of the Bound World World Taboo, Seizing the Sun and Moon, Sealed in Restraint

"Roar!"

When this roar, unlike any human voice, rang out, Mo Mo seemed to transform from within.

Her aura was no longer serene; it had gained a chilling, eerie coldness.

Her long skirt still fluttered gracefully, but as she raised her head, the expression in her eyes and brows, along with the subtle details of her movements, lost all trace of quiet composure.

At first, her actions were somewhat disjointed, as if her soul and body were out of sync.

Yet, her adaptability was extraordinary. In an instant, her demeanor and gestures perfectly merged with her body.

By this point, "she" had fully transformed into a ghost beast, replacing her with "him."

"Usurpation..."

Without a doubt, in this state, Feng Yu Jin needed only a thought to complete the deepest level of usurpation, with side effects almost nonexistent except for the gender change.

Previously, he had taken control of Mo Mo's body, but that was merely a forced exchange of primary and secondary consciousness.

This time, it was entirely different—a complete "replacement"!

At least, when Jin Ren looked again with his full perceptual power, aside from the familiar body of Mo Mo standing before him, he could no longer sense any of that serene girl's essence.

For some reason, Jin Ren felt a slight unease in his heart, a mix of emotions.

He wondered if Mo Mo and Feng Yu Jin had already built such mutual trust, that she would willingly step back to this extent, placing her life and death in another's hands?

But as soon as he thought of it, the fleeting glance Mo Mo had given across the void before embracing the darkness earlier floated back into his mind.

It was like a lonely mandarin duck, yet unyielding as iron.

Was that emotion a misreading, or something else?

"Feng Yu Jin!" Jin Ren suddenly spoke up, his tone heavy with warning.

Feng Yu Jin swept the hair from his temples and forehead back, twisting it into a bundle and pinning it up casually. Hearing the call, he sneered,

"Late concern is cheaper than grass."

"Don't worry, if I wanted to usurp her, she would have been gone years ago."

Jin Ren thought about it and realized it was true.

After a pause, Feng Yu Jin hesitated but couldn't hold back, sounding like an overly worried father as he added,

"But if you say that to her when she's awake, she'd be happy for three and a half days."

Jin Ren was stunned: "Why three and a half days?"

Feng Yu Jin rolled his eyes.

He couldn't see where Xu Xiao Shou was hiding, but he lifted his skirt hem and spun around three hundred sixty degrees, making that eye roll encompass everything under heaven, scorning all.

"Three days is the base, the extra half day is a reward. Only half a day more—that's self-control."

Jin Ren's mind went blank for a moment.

In that brief time, he couldn't quite grasp the inner and outer meanings of Feng Yu Jin's words.

With that said, Feng Yu Jin turned his gaze back to Wei Feng, a faint smile playing on his lips as he said evenly,

"You're called Wei Feng?"

"You're quite impressive—one of the few who truly deserve the title of saintly. You've waited for me to emerge."

Wei Feng leaned on the Yan Wang Yan, his blood-red eyes filled with madness. He looked as if he had gone berserk, yet he could still speak coherently:

"I, Wei Feng, don't like bullying the weak."

She was indeed just a young girl, speaking timidly and even hesitating in her expression... Feng Yu Jin let out a soft chuckle, then quickly sobered, narrowing his eyes as he said coldly,

"Then I must apologize first— I enjoy oppressing the weak!"

"But rest assured, you deserve to keep your whole body intact."

Wei Feng's lips curled up, then he restrained it, his expression turning calm.

Suddenly, he burst into laughter, his mouth stretching almost to his temples, his face completely losing control:

"Ha ha ha ha, Sheng Di!"

"Feng Tian Sheng Di, I've wanted to slay a Sheng Di for so long... Let's fight!!!"

His roar descended like a meteor shower, booming across all directions and spreading far and wide.

Space shattered in response, collapsing into a viscous, blood-red force between gas and liquid—Sha Sheng Nian.

In an instant, not only the vast entrance of Ran Ming Yi Ji was enveloped in a hazy, bloody glow, but even Bei Bei, who was outside in Hei Shui Jian, waiting and observing the battle to learn Che Shen Nian, sensed the anomaly.

As soon as she heard the sound, the surrounding black water was overlaid with a layer of blood light.

"This is bad! It's coming..."

Bei Bei burst back explosively, retreating again and again before the bloody light could engulf her, nearly pulling back to the edge of Hei Shui Jian.

The Sha Sheng Nian extended far beyond a thousand zhang of Hei Shui Jian, deeply probing into the tunnel entrance of Ran Ming Yi Ji and even the underground passage blasted open by Wei Feng's blade.

It formed a nearly spherical barrier-like entity, solid and real.

"Sha Shen Ling Yu!"

Wei Feng raised the Yan Wang Yan high.

The Che Shen Nian domain, covering thousands of zhang around, fully formed. The blood-red nian pierced like thorns, infiltrating every inch of skin of those within, stimulating their souls and driving them into instant frenzy.

"Screech—"

A high-pitched cry echoed.

The Han Tian Zhi You, which had been hiding underground and afraid to surface, suddenly leaped up, reverting to its true form and soaring into the air.

Its eyes were blood-red, its cries full of rage—it was clearly out of control.

Its power surged wildly, but before its ghost beast force could form wings for escape, Wei Feng shifted his gaze, a mocking smile on his lips, and swung the Yan Wang Yan through the air.

"Tu Mo!"

With one strike.

On the high cliffs of Hei Shui Jian, everyone saw the ground sink for miles, followed by another blade mark.

That life-stealing killing intent from Feng Ran Mountains pushed forward another path of death in a straight line.

At the entrance of Ran Ming Yi Ji, Feng Yu Jin seemed not to react in time as the blade light passed through him, freezing Han Tian Zhi You in midair.

"Bang!"

Its remnant shadow shattered, dissolving into fragments of space.

"Damn! Is this a half-saint?"

A massive, raging giant figure suddenly appeared in the void.

This was Jin Ren with blood-red eyes, also affected by the Sha Shen Ling Yu, trying to manifest and strike down Wei Feng.

But in that split second, the influence on his second true body's spirit affected his main body, triggering a spiritual awakening.

In that brief moment of clarity, Jin Ren's first choice wasn't to continue hiding but to activate the jade talisman he had given to Xiao Bai You in advance.

If he hadn't sent Han Tian Zhi You into the Xing Jie, that creature would have been split in two on the spot.

Even after sending Xiao Han in, it was still rampaging wildly in the Xing Jie.

Under Long Xing's suppression, it barely avoided causing major destruction.

Both half-saints.

How could the gap be so vast?

"So that's where you are..."

Wei Feng murmured softly, turning his gaze to the golden giant figure mentioned in the intelligence, his eyes cold:

"Not a single one gets away!"

"Roar—"

The raging giant let out a frenzied howl.

In the Sha Shen Ling Yu, everyone's killing intent was ignited to the extreme—this was the sole reason for Jin Ren's giant transformation.

This domain-type Che Shen Nian influenced everything in heaven and earth through the void.

Even the fallen rocks in the ruins and the black water outside seemed to come alive, entwining and slaughtering each other.

"This is going to be trouble!"

That instant of loss of control brought Jin Ren endless panic.

He wasn't like his main body; he had far fewer trump cards—no Tian Zu or Long Zu power, not even Huan Mie Yi Zhi to use for defense or counterattack.

He also knew that the essence of spiritual awakening was that as long as the enemy's spiritual influence was ongoing, it would generate passive values, and each increase in passive value would bring another release from control.

The gap between "release," "control," and "re-release" was almost zero, impossible for most to exploit.

But if the opponent was a battle-hardened veteran with terrifying combat instincts, he could seize that opportunity.

Was Wei Feng battle-hardened? He had fought more than a hundred battles!

He was known as the "Sha Shen"!

In the moment after the raging giant landed and roared but lost control again, Wei Feng, with his keen combat senses, detected that Xu Xiao Shou couldn't handle his Sha Shen Ling Yu.

Like the half-saint Xuan Zhi, his Che Shen Nian domain, evolved from Sha Sheng Nian, could guide everyone toward extremes, stripping away all embellishments and embracing the most primal killing desire.

The target of the killing was naturally Wei Feng himself.

Most wouldn't dare use this move, as it was the ultimate provocation—if you couldn't handle it, you were done for.

But with a blade sharp enough, all those rushing toward the flame for a thrill were just pitiful moths.

"Only one chance!"

Almost instinctively, Wei Feng didn't unleash the devastating "Tu Mo" but chose the speed-focused "Zhan Xian."

This time, with the initiative in hand, Xu Xiao Shou couldn't disappear in advance.

When he woke up...

In that instant of life and death, the blade divided yin and yang.

He would also fall asleep!

At the critical moment, Feng Yu Jin moved!

He hadn't expected Wei Feng's Che Shen Nian to form a domain that controlled the minds of those within it.

This was completely different from Ba Zun An's Jian Nian.

In the era when Feng Yu Jin rose to fame, something like Che Shen Nian didn't even exist.

Caught off guard, Feng Yu Jin felt it was somewhat excusable, but his face secretly flushed with embarrassment.

Yet, a Sheng Di was still a Sheng Di.

Wei Feng was battle-hardened, but was Feng Yu Jin a pushover?

From the moment he knew Wei Feng's abilities were "Dao of the Blade" and "Dao of Killing," he had raised his guard by three levels.

Blade could be seen as sword, making this person a variant of ancient sword cultivators.

Killing could be seen as emotion, the ultimate Dao of Killing, ultimately tying back to the most fundamental seven emotions and six desires.

Combat instincts weren't just for the fight itself.

The instant Feng Yu Jin completed the transformation and fully replaced Mo Mo's body, he had sealed his own seven emotions and six desires.

My heart is frozen ice, invulnerable to all laws.

The Sha Shen Ling Yu affected the half-saint ghost beast Han Tian Zhi You, driving Xu Xiao Shou out of his vanished state into a raging giant...

Feng Yu Jin only felt a ripple in his heart, not losing control.

To him, Wei Feng... was weak.

If Wei Feng had also become a Sheng Di and mastered Che Shen Nian, Feng Yu Jin would have no counter, lacking a power of the corresponding level, like Zu Yuan force, to resist.

But with the difference in realms, a genius was still just a genius!

Feng Yu Jin was a Sheng Di, Wei Feng a half-saint— the intensity of Che Shen Nian only barely elevated Wei Feng to touch a fraction of Sheng Di power.

It could cause a state decline, but after Feng Yu Jin fully ghost-beastized and froze his own mindset, it only produced a ripple.

In his heart, Feng Yu Jin looked at Wei Feng with even higher regard once more.

That was all!

"Not a single one gets away?"

"Have you asked me?"

As the Yan Wang Yan's "Zhan Xian" glow slashed toward Xu Xiao Shou, Feng Yu Jin shouted, his form entering the Sheng Dao.

Shaken by this new form of Che Shen Nian, nearly burying his companion Han Tian Zhi You, how could he underestimate the half-saint Wei Feng?

The Sheng Yin and Zhan Xian moved together, both halting just as they neared Xu Xiao Shou's face.

The Si Xiang Mi Jing trembled lightly.

In that instant, trial participants scattered across the four pulses felt something and paused, looking up in shock.

"My Ling Yuan..."

Everyone's faces showed the same expression—pure shock!

Because at the same time, the Ling Yuan in their bodies stopped moving, like stagnant dead water!

Not just the trial participants— Bei Bei outside Hei Shui Jian, Hong Bai Yi on the high cliffs, Cen Qiao Fu near the Qing Long pulse and his Sheng Jie, even Wei An high above surveying everything...

All shuddered.

All looked up.

Their Ling Yuan, Jian Li, Jie Nan force, Sheng Li— no matter the form or previous might— all ceased to be active!

The world fell into a brief dead silence.

A resonant Sheng Yin descended from the sky, pressing down on Wei An, making even the half-saint bow his head.

"World Taboo!"

As the sound emerged, the Si Xiang Mi Jing shook violently like a heavenly disaster, booming and rumbling.

On the Sheng Shen Continent, in the Gong Yang Mountains.

When Yue Gong Li's Sheng Li was sealed, along with the common people, he looked up to see a massive gray fog hand emerging from the nine heavens.

Colossal! Shocking! Terrifying!

This gray fog hand contained surging Sheng Di power, easily breaking through Cen Qiao Fu's Jie Yun, ignoring all rules, and reaching down to grasp.

"Boom!"

The Qi Lin Jie, where the Si Xiang Mi Jing was located—one of the 132 realms in the Zhong Domain— exploded with a massive sound in the high sky, then cracked open with enormous fissures.

Heterodimensional space fissures!

If Hong Yi were present, he would see that this fissure surpassed the total size of all current-era heterodimensional space fissures— the largest of all!

The Ling Lian Shi in Qi Lin Jie, especially those in the Gong Yang Mountains' 300,000 li radius, saw it most clearly. Their shock was no less than the earlier appearance of the Mo Di black dragon phantom in the Dong Domain realms.

But this time, it was different.

They saw the sky-covering gray fog hand reach down and seize a nearly spherical, translucent space.

This elliptical space was originally invisible, born alongside the Sheng Shen Continent like a mutated growth on a body.

But under the gray fog hand's constricting force, it was forced into visibility, teeming with life inside, where grasses and trees bowed.

"This is..."

Yue Gong Li stood on the Ling Peak, feeling the descending heavenly power sink down, bending his waist slightly under the immense pressure.

He struggled against it, his eyes widening more and more.

"World Taboo—"

Until that upright and serene Sheng Yin echoed from the Si Xiang Mi Jing, spreading across all of Qi Lin Jie and into everyone's ears.

Yue Gong Li finally realized what the elliptical space grasped by the descending gray fog hand was.

"The Si Xiang Mi Jing!"

This hand had seized the entire space of the Si Xiang Mi Jing in its palm, like capturing the sun or moon!

Yue Gong Li's scalp tingled, hardly believing it:

"Seal force, Sheng Di force..."

"Has Feng Tian Sheng Di made his move? Has his strength recovered so quickly?"

"How dare he act so openly? Does Sao Bao Lao Dao know about this?"

Yue Gong Li hurriedly activated the Tian Zu combat channel, but all he heard was a "beep beep" busy signal.

Under Sheng Di, heavenly secrets were hidden!

Dao Qiong Cang was merely a half-saint, and the Tian Zu combat channel couldn't defy the heavens or escape Feng Yu Jin's "World Taboo" suppression!

The entire Qi Lin Jie fell into a temporary silence under this Sheng Di Ling Ji force.

If Qi Lin Jie was like that, then the Si Xiang Mi Jing was even more so.

At the epicenter of the gray fog hand's suppression, Sha Shen Wei Feng naturally couldn't escape.

Zhan Xian shattered.

Yan Wang Yan trembled.

Wei Feng's eyes bulged with rage, staring distantly at the figure of Mo Mo reforming from illusion to reality... no, it was Feng Tian Sheng Di Feng Yu Jin's figure, bending at the waist in an almost ninety-degree bow.

"No!!"

Wei Feng let out a hysterical roar.

His Sha Shen Ling Yu was still clashing with the gray fog hand, his unyielding pride resisting to the end.

But defeat seemed only a matter of time?

Jin Ren had already awakened.

His "Shen Min Moment" was useless.

His "Disappear Technique" and "Legacy of Independence" didn't need to be activated.

He just stared in stunned silence at the scene before him, feeling a chill in his heart.

Finally, he looked at Feng Yu Jin enveloped in the gray fog and reached out to scratch his head.

This guy...

I lost to him once in the outer court storm, got him again at Tian Xuan Gate, and even thought of chasing him in Bai Ku Ling Rong Ze?

Mo Shi Mei, what kind of monster have you been holding back...

Only then did Jin Ren seem to understand why they all said, even Ba Zun An said:

"The era of ancient sword cultivators is long past."

Ling Lian is the true path!

Feng Tian Sheng Di Feng Yu Jin silently watched the stubborn, desperate old man before him, fighting against an unjust fate.

After a long while, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Boom!"

The gray fog hand on the Sheng Shen Continent extended a shadow, probing from the massive fissure in the Si Xiang Mi Jing toward Hei Shui Jian.

"Puff..."

Wei Feng spat out a mouthful of blood, slammed to the ground and deeply embedded into the pit.

His Sha Shen Ling Yu hadn't shattered yet, but it was pressed from a sphere into a flat disc, prostrating on the ground.

Feng Yu Jin felt a stir.

Even now, he wouldn't give up?

"Ants are always ants, half-saints are forever just half-saints."

"Your vision only allows you to fix your gaze on a tiny Ran Ming Yi Ji, sitting at the bottom of a well, arrogantly self-important, unaware that..."

The gray fog hand clenched in the air.

With a "thud," the half-saint Wei Wei on Wei Feng's head was forcibly suppressed and ejected.

"My Wei Wei is above yours!"

Feng Yu Jin opened his eyes, glancing down sidelong, his eyes filled with endless coldness:

"I said I'd leave you intact, so..."

"Give up resistance."