Chapter 1599: Seven Nails Seal the Sword Saint Coffin, On-the-Spot Rescue of the Eight Venerables Who Are Proficient

In front of the Lun Hui Tian Sheng Zhu, Yue Gongli had barely landed and caught his breath when his gaze locked onto the three figures right before him.

He recognized Bai Yu easily at first glance.

On the Sheng Shen Dalu, the number of titled Ban Sheng was fixed.

As the heir to the Sheng Di, Yue Gongli might play around, but knowing the basics—like when these veteran Ban Sheng had achieved their status, their abilities, and their approximate combat levels—was essential.

Clearly, from their positions, Bai Yu was the lowest in rank among the three.

Yue Gongli glanced back with a questioning look toward the girl behind him, much like how Hua Yuan had suddenly lost his resolve in front of the evil god and turned to him for guidance.

“Who is she?”

Yue Gongli couldn't immediately identify which Sheng Di family's young lady this was, or else how could a Ban Sheng treat her with such deference.

It wasn't until he sensed the surging seal power around them, completely locking down the area, and saw the gray mist figure at the back reveal his killing intent that he realized.

“Seal Body!”

“Feng Tian Sheng Di, Feng Yu Jin?”

“So, this is the girl he's possessed, called… Mo Mo?”

Yue Gongli finally dredged up those forgotten reports on ghost beast hosts from his mind.

But could the plain-looking, youthful girl holding a small bronze furnace in the intelligence sketches really be the same as this ethereal, white-clad Snow Lotus fairy before him?

“Tai Xu peak… half-step Ban Sheng…”

Yue Gongli could see her cultivation level.

True, a spirit refiner's growth in cultivation could slightly alter one's appearance.

But this transformation in demeanor… Even Yue Gongli, who prided himself on never forgetting a pretty young girl, struggled to connect her to the wanted fugitive in the jade slip.

A girl changes dramatically after eighteen!

If she didn't reveal her seal power, who would recognize her?

“Hiss…”

Thick, grayish fog enveloped everything, forming the Feng Tian world that sealed all things, causing the vitality of all beings to plummet dramatically.

Steeped in it, Yue Gongli felt even his Sheng force immobilized, unless the three ancestral source powers in him resisted.

Even though he enjoyed flirting with girls, now sensing the killing intent, he knew Mo Mo, who had some connection to Xu Xiao Shou, wasn't the key player—Feng Tian Sheng Di was.

“How dare you!”

“Feng Yu Jin, you dare attack me?”

Yue Gongli shouted loudly, his playful attitude vanishing as he exuded the commanding presence of someone long in power.

As he retreated explosively, his Sheng thought attached to the Yin Ling Jiu, sending a message to Hua Yuan:

“Capture Mo Mo, but don't kill her.”

Hua Yuan truly didn't know who Mo Mo was.

As he wasn't the master of the Hong Yi Dao, he hadn't accessed intelligence on people or ghost beasts related to the Sheng slaves.

But he did recognize Ban Sheng Bai Yu and Feng Tian Sheng Di…

“Hiss!”

From the Yin Ling Jiu, a black light shot out, unleashing a vast sword intent that pressed down immediately.

“Sen Gui Dao · Ju Hun Cha!”

The gates of hell burst open, and two towering, burly ghost attendants emerged—one with a bull's head, the other with a horse's face. They were wreathed in vengeful spirits, with human skull chains wrapped around their arms.

Woo woo—

A demonic wind arose.

The skull chains on the bull-headed and horse-faced attendants spun a few circles above their heads before shooting through the air, both coiling toward Mo Mo.

“Ghost Sword Technique, first realm, Yu Hun Gui Shu?”

Feng Yu Jin jolted at the sight, his gray mist form nearly dispersing.

As a Sheng Di of spirit refining, he knew the eighteen sword streams of ancient sword techniques better than ninety-nine percent of ancient sword cultivators.

Because he had witnessed them all!

“So effortlessly opening the gates of hell, summoning the bull-headed and horse-faced attendants without any effort, and not even using a red ghost tally…”

“This guy must be able to sword into the second realm, Lord of Feng Du—who is he?”

He looked completely unfamiliar!

Feng Yu Jin had never seen this ancient sword cultivator, not even heard of him…

Hua Chang Deng?

But Hua Chang Deng had already become a Sheng Di!

“Bai Yu, attack.”

No time for more thoughts—strike first.

With a sharp command, Feng Yu Jin split his actions, charging toward the fox-eyed man who seemed to know him.

This one…

He'd never seen him either!

The guy talked big, but in front of this emperor, only the Ban Sheng of the five great Sheng Di families needed a bit of deference. As for you with your fox eyes…

“You're asking for it? Shouting like that!”

Feng Yu Jin formed a hand seal and thrust a palm at the fox-eyed man. “Surrender your Ban Sheng status, and I'll leave your body intact.”

Whoosh—

Seal energy surged magnificently from all sides, transforming into a massive hand that blocked out the sky, advancing with Feng Yu Jin toward Yue Gongli.

At the same time, a ethereal voice from the nine heavens imposed a sealing intent:

“Zhen Feng Zhi Shou!”

The sealing sound, echoing word by word from the depths of the soul, forcibly suppressed Yue Gongli's barely raised Sheng force back into his energy sea.

This is bad…

The Seal Body was impossible to guard against.

By the time Yue Gongli regained his senses, the gray mist figure's palm was already on his face, and the sealing hand from the nine heavens was racing in to smash his celestial spirit cover.

Smack.

A crisp sound rang out.

Yue Gongli could only muster a bit of Sheng Shen power, unable to draw more in time, and was caught off guard with a slap across the face.

You damn ghost beast, how dare you slap the master of Hong Yi Dao… His face flushed red instantly.

Boom!

Following closely, the Zhen Feng Zhi Shou crashed down with the force of crushing an ant, shattering the entire ground.

“What a Seal Body!”

From the corner of his eye, Hua Yuan saw the scene and felt a chill in his heart.

The five great absolute bodies truly lived up to their name. Yue Gongli, bearing the three ancestral source powers, was caught off guard in just one exchange and couldn't even fight back.

A spirit refiner with their power sealed was no different from a pig.

Strike while the iron is hot.

Feng Tian Sheng Di could press the advantage, pummeling him until he was depressed and defeated, without even revealing his attributes.

But if Yue Gongli were in his place, he wouldn't go down that easily…

“Capture!”

Hua Yuan refocused, ignoring the other battlefield and targeting the girl.

The bull-headed and horse-faced ghost attendants' chains were already coiling toward the seemingly stunned Mo Mo.

At the critical moment, Bai Yu stepped forward.

A circle of seven-colored light ring unfolded from his waist, transforming into a beam of white light that followed his hand seals, forming a long rainbow.

“White Rainbow Pierces the Sun!”

The dazzling white light shot from west to east, piercing the sky and the battlefield, freezing the skull chains just as they neared Mo Mo.

“Rainbow Curtain!”

Bai Yu raised his finger upward, turning the beam-like rainbow into a suspended curtain that completely shielded Mo Mo behind it.

“Sheng Rainbow…”

Hua Yuan's soul body flashed through all the data on Ban Sheng Bai Yu.

Like most Ban Sheng, those who reached this realm were experts standing out in a particular path.

Bai Yu's innate attribute power awakened unusually, a rare “Rainbow” attribute.

When externalized, it manifested as the extraordinary “Sheng Rainbow Ring.”

The Sheng Rainbow Ring possessed a thread of rainbow Sheng force from the start, letting Bai Yu rise quickly and dominate his peers, sweeping all the way to Tai Xu.

Moreover, the rainbow attribute was like a blank canvas, with its development direction entirely up to the spirit refiner, allowing “Rainbow” to be imbued with various special abilities.

Bai Yu's combat abilities weren't strong; he focused on control.

This made him vulnerable to sneak attacks or brutes, but as long as the battle dragged on, his spirit techniques were incredibly grinding.

Just like now…

With the white rainbow emerging.

The bull-headed and horse-faced attendants' chains were completely controlled.

The battlefield divided with the rainbow curtain, splitting into two.

Far in the distance were Feng Tian Sheng Di and Yue Gongli; right in front of the curtain was Hua Yuan, whose Sheng thoughts and soul perceptions were completely cut off, as if blind.

And behind it were Mo Mo and the one who created it all, Bai Yu.

“Run!”

Facing the ancient sword cultivator, Bai Yu was panicking.

His path emphasized control, building connections and kindness—he feared assassins and brutes the most.

An ancient sword cultivator?

The ultimate assassin and brute.

They were a type that put all their skill points into attack, specialists to the extreme, so rare across the five domains they were like phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.

But the most terrifying thing happened…

“I don't recognize this ancient sword cultivator at all!”

Such a rare monster, and Bai Yu remembered every one.

He knew Yu Tuo, had played chess with Mei Si Ren, and visited the Feng family in the South Domain multiple times as a guest.

He even had a few encounters with younger ones like Rao Yao Yao and Gou Wu Yue, and they got along well.

But this one before him was even a sword saint!

And Bai Yu didn't recognize him at all?

“Mo Mo Qianbei, run!”

In front of an unknown opponent, Bai Yu's fighting spirit was zero.

After splitting the battlefield with that strike, he rushed straight to Mo Mo, intending to carry his master and retreat.

Yes, Bai Yu didn't know the ancient sword cultivator he'd never met, but he knew Yue Gongli.

“That's the Hong Yi Zhi… the heir of the five great Sheng Di families, untouchable! His Ban Sheng status can't be seized!”

“Mo Mo Qianbei, quickly call back Feng Tian Sheng Di—we still have a chance to escape. This is a misunderstanding, a huge misunderstanding!”

Even as he shouted, Bai Yu's mind was still spinning.

Oh heavens.

What am I doing right now?

I hid away for years seeking peace and relative freedom.

There are so many choices for seizing a Ban Sheng status—why did I have to run into the heir of a Sheng Di family and get this wake-up call?

Ghost beasts…

As the legends of Sheng Shen Dalu say, getting involved with ghost beasts brings misfortune, and now it seems true!

“Let's go.”

Grabbing Mo Mo's hand, Bai Yu didn't wait for Feng Tian Sheng Di to turn back and tried to escape through the perceptual shield's time gap.

His abilities gave him a chance to flee if he wanted to.

Smack.

A crisp sound echoed beside his ear.

Bai Yu froze, realizing his energy sea's Sheng force had completely quieted.

The rainbow curtain around him lost its connection to its master, collapsing into ownerless spiritual energy and dissolving, revealing the ancient sword cultivator not far away, leaning against the gates of hell with thousands of ghosts summoned.

“Oh, my little ancestor!”

Bai Yu turned and saw that Mo Mo had sealed his abilities, nearly in tears.

I'm not trying to attack you—I just want to get you out of here! Why seal me?

With the rainbow curtain gone, how can I face that ghost sword cultivator?

But before he could say more, Mo Mo shook off his hand and looked over: “No need to run.”

“That's Yue Gongli, that's the ancient Jian Sheng!” Bai Yu was on the verge of collapsing; he couldn't handle either of them.

Mo Mo nodded in acknowledgment, yet said:

“He's a Sheng Di.”

The word “Sheng Di” made the ground shake violently.

Hua Yuan hadn't even moved, but the gates of hell behind him cracked and exploded rapidly.

The thousands of ghosts he had just summoned, hovering in the sky, fell like dumplings from above.

Buzz—

Immense pressure swept down from the heavens in layers.

Behind Mo Mo, a towering image of the Sheng Di rose.

The figure wore golden robes, a crown on its head, grasping the great dao, and pointing to seal the heavens. As it lowered its gaze, the entire world trembled.

Boom!

Bai Yu couldn't withstand the pressure first.

He had just fought off the seal force, and his Sheng Rainbow shattered upon summoning. His knees slammed into the ground with a thud.

Sheng Di image!

Feng Tian Sheng Di!

In that moment, Bai Yu's thoughts blurred, as if reliving the humiliating past from moments ago.

Though it was just ten breaths, he had run for ten breaths and still couldn't escape that Feng Shen Guan, which had covered him…

Smack, smack.

With two crisp sounds, Mo Mo, who had summoned the Feng Tian Sheng Di image, grabbed the two chains and tugged gently.

The bull-headed and horse-faced ghost attendants, already weakened by the Sheng Di's pressure, stumbled forward.

Mo Mo struck each with a palm, shattering their massive heads, and unleashed boundless ghost energy as she looked toward the ancient sword cultivator in the distance.

Rumble!

As soon as Hua Yuan met the gaze of the Sheng Di image, his consciousness was struck like lightning, nearly shattering.

But unlike Bai Yu and the others, he came from the Yun Shan Di realm and had spent his life following a Sheng Di.

The Sheng Di's pressure was strong, but not strong enough to kill him in one glance.

“Wan Jian Shu, rise.”

Gritting his teeth through the first wave of mental impact, Hua Yuan raised his sword finger, and the thousands of falling ghosts were instantly refined into thousands of ghost swords, piercing the void with a whoosh.

With a massive boom, the absolute imperial system clashed at the top, as if shattering invisible shackles, holding off the Sheng Di image's pressure when it exploded in the sky.

Though the ghost swords trembled precariously, Hua Yuan could move freely for at least ten breaths.

A half-step Ban Sheng-level ancient sword cultivator who could move against a Tai Xu girl summoning a Sheng Di image…

Hua Yuan wasn't arrogant.

But he had absolute confidence that he could take her down before the absolute imperial system failed.

Buzz!

The sword dao mystic array unfolded directly.

Facing the Sheng Di image, Hua Yuan held nothing back, starting with the second realm of the Ghost Sword Technique.

“Feng Du Zhi…”

Gates of hell descended from all sides, beyond the Feng Tian world, with four gates linking together, ghost energy billowing as if summoning something.

But just then…

“Sword come!”

A low shout from beyond the heavens, and a Feng Du Zhi Jian appeared out of nowhere, leaping through space and time right in front of Hua Yuan's soul body.

Hua Yuan's face changed, about to speak.

“Time, freeze!”

Hua Yuan: ???

Boom—

In just that instant.

Though frozen for only that instant.

The massive Feng Du Zhi Jian had already struck Hua Yuan's soul body, piercing through layers of soul-protecting artifacts and talismans, blasting him from the sky into the depths of the underworld.

Bang bang bang…

The explosions continued for several breaths, and Hua Yuan's soul-protecting treasures hadn't even finished detonating.

Mo Mo's eyes showed surprise, then a smile.

She recognized the voice saying “Sword come”—it was from He Shou.

“Feng Shen Guan…”

Though Mo Mo's movements were slow and her combat awareness couldn't keep up with everyone here, even Bai Yu, that sudden Feng Du Zhi Jian completely disrupted the rhythm of all present, pressing Hua Yuan's soul body down relentlessly.

Its path was so straightforward, so simple, so direct.

Anyone could see that this unseen figure wasn't targeting Hua Yuan but stirring chaos.

The gray-white vertical coffin opened slowly behind Hua Yuan, waiting for his soul body's “voluntary” entry.

Hua Yuan's expression turned to horror.

He tried to resist, but the absolute imperial system, which was countering the Sheng Di's pressure, was suddenly dismantled by someone unknown… He was suppressed!

He tried to escape, attempting to use the Wujian Shu, shifting from a soul body to an ideological form to evade the Feng Du Zhi Jian's direct attack and summon Red Plum Heaven… But he was forced back!

He tried to withstand the Feng Du Zhi Jian and the Sheng Di's pressure, offering his soul blood to reactivate the gates of hell, then sword into the Lord of Feng Du, with Ghost Gate Pass suddenly descending from the sky, fists breaking through to the nine underworlds, smashing the four gates… But Hua Yuan was sent back to square one, unable to become the Lord of Feng Du.

“Who?!”

“Who is it?!!!”

As the Feng Shen Guan's lid closed, a heart-wrenching cry escaped from the gap, uncontrollable.

Hua Yuan was baffled.

He hadn't taken Mo Mo seriously at all.

That Feng Shen Guan was just the final straw to break the camel's back, nothing significant.

What he hated was that damn sneaky villain!

Who could be so attuned to the battle, using just a space-time leap and a Feng Du Zhi Jian to hit his most vulnerable point before swording into the second realm, turning the tables with minimal effort?

Who could read his actions so clearly, killing his escape routes before he even moved, instantly breaking the absolute imperial system and Wujian flow?

And who had faced so many ancient sword cultivators, understanding the nine great sword techniques and eighteen sword streams to such a profound level, to suppress the foremost ghost sword ancient Jian Sheng across the battlefield with just a Feng Du Zhi Jian?

Bang!

With seven nails sealing the Feng Shen Guan, Hua Yuan's soul body turned to stone, his face frozen in lingering terror. His thoughts halted on the last image flashing in his mind—that invincible figure.

“Ba… Zun… An…”