Chapter 1385: Praise My True Name in Reincarnation, Divine Official in Charge of Destiny in Equality

Who has time to wait around?

This wasn't the moment for playing by the rules, showing politeness, or exchanging blows to vie for fame.

The God-Slaying Order in his hand was trembling wildly, even starting to devour the sacred power within his body.

Feng Yujin felt like he was in a desperate situation. Without a second word, he tossed the sealed-up Unhinged One to Xu Xiaoshou and said:

"Leave this little girl to me."

"Wait just a moment."

So be it—bullying the weak with strength!

He had already taken down a Semi-Saint, so what was one more at the Sword Immortal level?

In Feng Yujin's eyes, Bei Bei was nothing more than an ant with a weapon, whether she drew her sword or not.

The strength of the weapon didn't matter.

It might have caused a bit of pressure when it first appeared.

But that was from the era of ancient sword cultivators, in the previous age.

In the present world, the only ancient sword cultivator Feng Yujin truly acknowledged was one person.

And right now, he was in his full ghost-beast form, having subdued Unhinged One with a single move. Taking down this little girl would be effortless.

"Sacred Domain..."

Feng Yujin simply pivoted on his foot.

A gust of wind rose, his skirt fluttered, and he pressed his hands down urgently.

In an instant, the four directions of Heishui Stream were filled with gray-white mist.

The sealing mist enveloped everything, even suppressing the ever-present black fog of the area.

Bei Bei stood within it, her figure blurring, and the sword momentum enhanced by Emperor Sword Supreme was forced down by the erupting power of the Holy Emperor.

"Semi-Saint... or above?"

Gripping Emperor Sword Supreme, Bei Bei's indifferent gaze flashed with a hint of surprise.

This woman, who didn't look much older than herself...

A Holy Emperor?!

As her vision extended into the boundless sealing mist, a sealed part of her memory seemed to crack open.

The Holy Emperor of Sealing Heaven, Feng Yujin!

Bei Bei had reviewed extensive intelligence on the Holy Slaves—it was her duty, and it included detailed notes on this person.

She had once carefully memorized the woman named Mo Mo, suspected to be a ghost-beast host.

But...

She had forgotten it all!

Only now did it come back to her!

For anyone below Semi-Saint, everything about a Holy Emperor would fade from memory quickly, even without deliberate interference.

This applied even to someone holding Emperor Sword Supreme.

Bei Bei was grateful she had drawn her sword the moment she encountered the opponent; otherwise, she might not have withstood even a single exchange.

"Heart Sword Technique, Envision Gods and Buddhas!"

She didn't dare delay, striking first despite being second. She raised her sword-holding hands to her chest, and Emperor Sword Supreme spun upward.

Brilliant gold fused with her body. In human-sword unity, Bei Bei's eyes burst with golden light, and she lifted her brow.

"Boom!"

The moment Feng Yujin's eyes met it, the Sacred Domain shook.

In her mind, a massive empress shadow suddenly appeared.

Her face was blurred, exuding regal elegance, impossible to discern. Yet she stood on a throne, her head touching the sky, devouring the ages.

She merely raised the golden giant sword in her hand, piercing through the clouds, and slashed down with force.

"Boom!"

In Feng Yujin's vision, mountains and rivers shattered, the heavens trembled.

The entire Four Symbols Secret Realm collapsed in an instant, even Qilin Realm cracking with countless fissures, the universe inverting and yin-yang falling into disorder.

In that moment, Feng Yujin's energy sea was thrown into chaos.

But the chaos wasn't from Bei Bei's Heart Sword Technique.

That strike was indeed powerful, yet the gap in realms was insurmountable. Feng Yujin, as a Holy Emperor, had long banished gods and Buddhas from her heart, so it had little effect.

The real chaos came from the God-Slaying Order!

Feng Yujin was only slightly affected by the Heart Sword Technique, causing a brief imbalance in her energy sea.

The God-Slaying Order seized this opportunity, transforming into a hungry black hole and devouring more than half of the sacred power in her energy sea.

"What the hell..."

Satiated, the God-Slaying Order shuddered, nearly shattering Feng Yujin's palm. She was stunned.

Fortunately, she had been constantly on guard against its power—more vigilant than against Bei Bei's strike or Xu Xiaoshou's madness—and managed to hold onto the token in time.

"What trash dares to strike at me?"

"Get lost!"

Feng Yujin roared in fury, venting her anger at the restless God-Slaying Order into that shout.

In an instant, the Holy Emperor of Sealing Heaven glared angrily.

Bei Bei's Heart Sword Technique empress illusion shattered explosively, turning into sealing mist that burst out from her body.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

This would-be Sword Immortal of the era was instantly covered in wounds, blood flowing nonstop.

"One strike fails, and she's backlashed?"

Xu Xiaoshou watched from the side, his expression shaken.

Indeed, bringing Mo Mo on this trip to the Four Symbols Secret Realm was the wisest decision.

Without her, the Unhinged One at the passage and Bei Bei at Heishui Stream would have given his second true body a real headache!

Feng Yujin was too fast.

The moment Bei Bei's Heart Sword Technique was broken, the advantage shifted to him.

He tossed the God-Slaying Order aside, and the sealing mist transformed into massive chains, binding her firmly in midair.

"Go back where you came from!"

Feng Yujin's eyes turned icy, his fingers interlacing into a seal before his chest.

"Sealing God Coffin!"

With that shout, the Sacred Domain was cleared of sealing mist in an instant, forming a gray-white vertical coffin around the sword-wielding Bei Bei.

When Bei Bei came to her senses, spitting blood, she opened her eyes to find herself firmly stuck at the bottom of the vertical coffin, just a lid away from being sealed...

This Heishui Stream, nestled against mountains and water, seemed like the perfect burial ground!

Panic filled Bei Bei's eyes, unable to be concealed even by the empress aura from Emperor Sword Supreme, much like Unhinged One earlier.

Who hadn't walked a smooth path in life?

Who didn't think of themselves as a genius capable of fighting above their level?

Who didn't believe that with one all-out effort, even a Holy Emperor would kneel before their blade or sword?

Bei Bei gripped Emperor Sword Supreme desperately, her blood flowing down her arm onto the sword.

She hadn't given up yet.

She could still struggle.

Just like Unhinged One when she was killing gods, still feeling she hadn't used her full strength, not yet forced to rise from the brink of death!

"Emperor Sword, Heaven..."

"Heavenly Dao Seal."

While keeping a close eye on the God-Slaying Order, Feng Yujin extended his sacred intent to monitor the fierce battle in the skies above Heishui Stream's high cliffs. He withdrew his hand seals and slapped them into the Heavenly Dao.

"Bang!"

The Sealing God Coffin closed its lid.

The sounds inside stopped abruptly.

From outside, Xu Xiaoshou could only "sense" that a petrified Bei Bei was sealed within; even spiritual senses couldn't detect any signs of life.

"Holy Emperor..."

This was true disregard for others, wasn't it?

From start to finish, Feng Yujin hadn't taken this would-be Sword Immortal seriously, even with Emperor Sword Supreme in hand.

In just one move, he had subdued her...

"Too terrifying!" Feng Yujin quickly retrieved the God-Slaying Order and summoned the Sealing God Coffin, saying with lingering fear.

"This is terrifying?" Xu Xiaoshou stared at the coffin in a daze.

"The God-Slaying Order sucked up seventy percent of the power from my Sealing God Coffin—almost couldn't seal that broken sword. Isn't that terrifying?"

Xu Xiaoshou realized his mistake.

In a Holy Emperor's eyes, only other Holy Emperors and those above mattered.

Feng Yujin probably feared only one person: the God-Slaying Official Ran Ming, even if it was just a lingering regret—and one that could rival ten ancestors!

"Carry it." Feng Yujin tossed the Sealing God Coffin to Xu Xiaoshou and added, "Don't kill her... I've sealed her aura to prevent information leaks, but it probably won't help. She has a life-saving talisman on her."

"A life-saving talisman?"

"Yes, but maybe you don't fear it, since you've killed one before." Feng Yujin gave Xu Xiaoshou a meaningful look. "I'm different—I'm terrified of it."

Bei Bei, Bei...

A life-saving talisman from the Holy Emperor clans, like Rao Yaoyao's?

Xu Xiaoshou just smiled, shouldering the Bei clan Sealing God Coffin and carrying the God-Slaying Unhinged One on his shoulder. He felt like he was here in the Four Symbols Secret Realm for a shopping spree.

A Holy Emperor-level enforcer was incredibly useful!

Weighing the load on him, Xu Xiaoshou suddenly thought, "What if you go against your nature now and decide she must die?"

"Kill her yourself if you want. I wouldn't dare." Feng Yujin glared at him irritably, acting as timid as ever, focused only on leaving this cursed place quickly. He urged, "Hurry up and teleport!"

"Coward."

The space path disk unfurled.

Xu Xiaoshou locked onto the spatial node outside the Four Symbols Secret Realm—his entry point.

This time, he planned to exit the secret realm directly, and his true self had approved it.

But suddenly, Xu Xiaoshou paused, his face turning serious.

"What happened?" Feng Yujin felt a sinking in his heart, as if he had anticipated something. "Is there an accident?"

Xu Xiaoshou turned back heavily.

"The spatial nodes to the outside world—they're all shattered!"

"Buzz!"

On Ling Peak, Yue Gongli had exhausted all his strength to stop the God-Slaying Order from trembling and slipping from his hand.

He couldn't understand why the token had suddenly acted up like this.

A power even a Semi-Saint could barely control must come from a Holy Emperor, or perhaps the lingering regret of the fallen God-Slaying Official in the Ran Ming ruins.

Yue Gongli wanted to get away from Gong Yang Mountain.

The best way to counter the guiding force was to resist it, to flee.

His decision was swift; he even planned to return to the Holy Mountain, ascend the Heavenly Ladder, and enter the Han Palace Secret Realm.

He figured the power of a Holy Emperor's secret realm would be the best way to counter the God-Slaying Official Ran Ming's lingering thoughts.

But as a member of the Heavenly Group, such actions far from the battlefield required reporting; otherwise, Dao Qiong Cang might not find him when needed, and that would be trouble.

"What a hassle..."

Yue Gongli respected Dao Qiong Cang's intellect.

He chose to report his position in the Heavenly Group's combat channel, but all he got was a "beep beep" tone.

He waited a while, but it still wasn't fixed.

He tried to contact Dao Qiong Cang directly with a communication bead, only to remember he had crushed it himself.

This made Yue Gongli break out in a cold sweat.

"Something's wrong!"

"Very wrong!"

One thing going awry could be coincidence.

But now, everything he wanted to do was failing.

The God-Slaying Order's guidance had shifted from subtle to obvious, clearly like a last-ditch struggle after being discovered.

It was evident that some force was interfering with him!

"No!"

"It's not just me!"

Yue Gongli realized the guiding force had affected him indirectly, through a roundabout process.

It had gone through Dao Qiong Cang on the distant Holy Mountain, hiding in his blind spot so he hadn't noticed right away.

Who wouldn't trust him?

Jokes were jokes, but the man's mind was truly monstrous—Yue Gongli admitted he couldn't match it.

And now, he suspected even Dao Qiong Cang had been guided!

The Heavenly Group's combat channel was down due to "World Taboo," and the communication bead was destroyed out of suspicion... Yue Gongli stood on Ling Peak, sweating profusely, his sacred intent flaring out.

With a Semi-Saint's will, he could alter the surroundings.

Suddenly, the area turned into a hazy moonlit night.

Yue Gongli's aura grew incredibly cold, as if merging with the moon in the high sky.

Stepping on the cool moonlight, his Semi-Saint intent avatar instantly reached Gui Zhe Holy Mountain.

But...

A sweep of his sacred intent revealed no sign of Dao Qiong Cang on the mountain or in the halls!

The soul of the Heavenly Group's combat operations, who should have been strategizing in Sheng Huan Hall, was missing at this critical moment!

Yue Gongli's heart chilled, more than his own yin attributes could manage.

In front of Sheng Huan Hall stood only Ai Cangsheng with the Evil Sin Bow slung across his back and the Nine Sacrifices Divine Envoy.

Yue Gongli had no time for pleasantries and asked directly:

"Where's Dao Qiong Cang?"

His question was even laced with fear of the unknown.

"He's on the Heavenly Ladder." Ai Cangsheng's tone was calm.

Heavenly Ladder... Yue Gongli closed his eyes heavily, feeling a sense of loss like sand slipping through his fingers.

He had grasped something.

But it seemed too late.

The two Saints before him, safe on the Holy Mountain, hadn't realized danger had already arrived—they hadn't even begun to sense it.

"How long has he been gone, how long will he be, when will he return?" Yue Gongli desperately wanted more information to secure his own survival.

"He just left, not long, he'll be back soon."

Ai Cangsheng finished and stared intently at Yue Gongli's intent avatar.

Seeing the urgency in the man's brow, he furrowed his own and glanced at his Evil Sin Bow, musing, "I've caused trouble..."

"It's not a big problem." Yue Gongli pursed his lips and shook his head. "You've only shot a few arrows; it won't affect much. I just noticed the issue myself."

Ai Cangsheng looked up without speaking.

At that moment, his trouble was still on its way; soon, Yue Gongli would know what "not a big problem" really meant.

"Young friend of the Yue Gong family, what are you two talking about?" The Nine Sacrifices Gui Lingti lightly rested his hands, not following their conversation.

"Don't ask; I don't have time to explain." Yue Gongli turned back to Ai Cangsheng. "Where's Dao Qiong Cang?"

Smart people always cut to the core.

Since the process couldn't be undone, they had to fix it afterward.

As long as Dao Qiong Cang returned, everything could be salvaged—his blind spots were clear to Dao Qiong Cang.

"I'm contacting him now."

Ai Cangsheng said no more, drew his bow, and shot an arrow up the Heavenly Ladder, vanishing at the world's edge.

Afterward, he looked up, hesitated, and said:

"Sorry."

Yue Gongli was baffled and about to ask "Sorry for what" when—

Snap! His Semi-Saint intent avatar shattered on the spot.

"Twang!!!"

An Evil God Arrow pierced through clouds and moonlight.

It launched from Gui Zhe Holy Mountain, tore through Yu Jing City, and even its residual force tainted the entire capital's sky.

The gray, black, and red Evil Energy and Evil Sin Power merged as it broke through the heavens, growing more violent.

Wherever it passed, the Dao laws collapsed and space turned to dust.

It was like a massive hand pulling a black curtain over the world, shrouding the skies of dozens of realms in the Eastern Domain.

Until finally, it invaded Qilin Realm and descended toward Gong Yang Mountain.

"Ah—"

On Ling Peak, Yue Gongli clutched his head and screamed.

He had a little secret: he'd always been afraid of pain, especially sharp objects, but he hid it for his image.

The Semi-Saint intent avatar carried a thread of his divine soul, and its sudden connection to his body was severed by the Evil God Arrow's power.

The pain was like thousands of needles stabbing into his mind.

Worse than his sister's whip by tenfold!

"That damn Ai Cangsheng..."

"So you didn't just shoot a few arrows—you fired this deadly thing! You deserve to die!"

"And you still say 'sorry'... Screw you!"

The Evil God Arrow fell from the sky.

Ancestral Source Power shattered all space around, leaving even the Great Dao rules nowhere to hide.

Yue Gongli gave up resisting and clutched the God-Slaying Order as he fled in panic.

Ancestral Source Power!

So refined, shot from one of the nine supreme divine artifacts, by a Semi-Saint...

What a mess! He couldn't block it; touching it would mean death!

No surprises.

The sky of the Four Symbols Secret Realm was shattered in an instant, the entire small world trembling.

If Feng Yujin's actions had been restrained—using "World Taboo" to grasp the Four Symbols Secret Realm, only creating a small gap and extending a portion of the gray mist hand to suppress Unhinged One—

Then Ai Cangsheng's arrow, shot without even realizing he was guided, was truly aimed at exterminating the water ghost and upholding the Holy Divine Hall's dignity!

The water ghost's return...

As Wei An had thought, he knew he was locked by the Great Dao Eye.

No matter where he fled, the Evil God Arrow would follow, so he might as well hide in Saint Guard Wei An's shell and face it together.

Everything unfolded so logically.

Dao Qiong Cang ascended the Heavenly Ladder, Ai Cangsheng shot the Evil God Arrow, and the water ghost joined Wei An.

The sky of the Four Symbols Secret Realm collapsed...

"Twang!!!"

When this arrow completely tore away the veil between the sub-dimensional space and the Holy Divine Continent, the guiding force in the shadows fully bared its fangs.

"Swoosh!"

Outside Gong Yang Mountain, Yue Gongli hadn't run far when the God-Slaying Order in his hand broke free and flew back.

He steadied himself, sighed deeply, and turned gracefully.

The bow lay horizontal, the sheep bowed— the entrance to this secret realm had collapsed into a massive black hole.

Inside, panicked trial-takers, trembling trial officials, and even the Saint battles, Holy Emperor clashes... all laid bare.

Spectacular! Thrilling!

Yue Gongli exhaled slowly, fully understanding the God-Slaying Official's lingering thoughts—he had known all along.

In the skies above Heishui Stream.

When the Evil God Arrow broke through the heavens and revealed its edge, amidst the brilliance in everyone's eyes, Feng Yujin noticed that faint light.

The God-Slaying Order was flying over!

"What a chance!"

Feng Yujin followed his first instinct, reaching out to grab it, but instinctively pulled back in fear. By the time he reacted, he had no choice but to seize it...

The half-person-tall token brushed past him, pierced through Heishui Stream, and shot into the Ran Ming ruins.

The second God-Slaying Order returned!

Feng Yujin's face darkened like ink. He turned to Xu Xiaoshou and gritted his teeth. "You're really a jinx..."

No sooner had he spoken than—

"Swoosh!"

The Holy Emperor's power could no longer contain the violently trembling God-Slaying Order, so Feng Yujin chose to let it go.

The third God-Slaying Order returned!

Xu Xiaoshou took in the entire scene.

The moment the Evil God Arrow shattered the Four Symbols Secret Realm's sky, he was startled and activated "Divine Sensitivity Moment" to guard against surprises.

No surprises happened.

Or rather, it was all surprises.

He saw the Saint battle on the high cliffs, Wei An, the water ghost, Cen Qiaofu, and Yue Gongli's frantic escape outside Gong Yang Mountain.

He chose not to intervene—for even the ultra-sensitive Feng Yujin couldn't stop it, how could he?

Probing with spiritual intent into Apricot Realm.

Han Tian Zhi You had just hit the perfect timing; the killing intent on him was suppressed by Long Apricot Spirit, and he regained consciousness.

He was staring blankly.

Xu Xiaoshou sighed deeply, suddenly understanding the Ran Ming lingering thoughts—he had known all along.

He recalled Han Ye once saying:

"There are three God-Slaying Orders. The Ran Ming ruins will autonomously call back the scattered ones, using various methods to return them, activate the ruins, and unseal the inheritance."

"When one or more God-Slaying Orders return, this call grows stronger; in the worst case, even Semi-Saints can't withstand it."

Various methods...

Xu Xiaoshou fell silent.

He wondered: if Han Tian Zhi You, the only one who had nearly gathered the three God-Slaying Orders, hadn't lost control and entered Apricot Realm, would he have been the only one to warn them in advance?

No ifs.

Xu Xiaoshou lifted his gaze and met the Evil God Arrow hurtling toward Heishui Stream and the high cliffs, his whole body shuddering with dread.

This thing could only come from the distant Gui Zhe Holy Mountain!

That guy, so far away and so powerful... had been influenced?

On the high cliffs.

"Water ghost!"

"Wei An!"

The two Semi-Saints stood shoulder to shoulder, like the most trusting comrades in the world, gripping each other's sleeves tightly.

"Don't think about running!"

"You either!"

Under the Evil God power.

A light shield emblem glowed on Saint Guard Wei An's chest.

The water ghost pivoted, and a profound array diagram spun out from under his feet.

The two soared into the sky, intent on clashing head-on!

But as soon as they took off—

"Ow."

"Damn!"

With two dull thuds, the two Semi-Saints plummeted gracelessly, smashing two craters into the high cliffs.

"Buzz..."

A majestic, nameless force trembled from beneath Heishui Stream.

The Evil God Arrow halted in the air, and in the next breath, divine light erupted from Heishui Stream, shooting skyward.

"Smack!"

Xu Xiaoshou's legs exploded on the spot, and he plunged into the black water.

"Shit..."

Feng Yujin's head strained against the immense pressure, his hair nearly pulling his scalp off.

The two Saints on the high cliffs had just managed to lift their upper bodies when—

Bang! Their heads were slammed back into the ground, faces full of mud.

At the same time, everyone in the Four Symbols Secret Realm was forcibly slammed down—some knelt, some fell—as if the world itself had shrunk by a head.

It was as if all things were about to welcome true nobility!

The divine light soared, forming a massive axe shadow.

"Swoosh..."

The axe gently cleaved down.

The Evil God Arrow, carrying Ancestral Source Power, shattered like the frailest paper, split from tip to tail by the axe blade.

Evil God power, Evil Sin power, sacred power...

All forces were nothing before the God-Slaying power.

Even the corruption within was completely purified upon being cleaved, turning into dazzling starlight that scattered and was absorbed by the Ran Ming ruins.

The world was breathtakingly beautiful!

The heavy pressure vanished, and everyone simultaneously looked up to the nine heavens, witnessing the descent of the starry river.

A giant shadow in a starlight-embroidered robe and a crown adorned with jade, exuding supreme solemnity, sat behind the starry river altar, calmly raising his head—his face blurred.

It wasn't just those in the Four Symbols Secret Realm who saw it.

Everyone across the Holy Divine Continent's five domains could see it with a glance.

He raised his sleeve and waved gently, tossing out a massive token that transformed into a starlight scroll, unfurling in the skies above the Holy Divine Continent and in everyone's minds.

It read:

"Song of My True Name, Guide Reincarnation."

"Divine Official Controls Fate, All Beings Equal."