Chapter 122: Unstoppable

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Though the scorching sun blazed in the sky, dusk had fallen over the shattered mountain ahead. A clear sea surged, tides rising and falling, with a bright moon hanging above, creating a sense of ethereal tranquility. Despite the sound of waves, an atmosphere of peace and serenity permeated the air. This was the phenomenon known as 'Moon Rising from the Sea'.

This Wheel Sea phenomenon, manifested by an ancient powerful being, stunned everyone present. Such a technique was rarely cultivated in the present era. Ji Haoyue, the Seventh Young Master of the Ji Family, whose divine body had just been perfected, caused immense shock with his first display of power.

Legend had it that every phenomenon possessed mysterious, immeasurable power, entirely different from abilities cultivated through normal means. 'Moon Rising from the Sea' was particularly renowned, having been cultivated by many ancient mighty figures and holding great fame in the Eastern Desolate.

Ye Fan's heart was restless. It was his first time seeing such an extraordinary Wheel Sea, and he constantly compared it to his own golden Sea of Bitterness.

How could a bright moon hang in the sky? How was this created? He was utterly bewildered. While his golden Sea of Bitterness was extraordinary, he knew he couldn't compete with the opponent currently. He had not yet fully explored the formidable power of his own phenomenon.

Ye Fan was not disheartened. He had only cultivated for a little over three months, and his current cultivation level was already astonishing. All he needed now was time to unlock the full potential of his Saint Body.

“Only by cultivating two or three secret realms can one manifest a phenomenon and wield such formidable power. This young man is truly terrifying,” an old woman from the demon race sighed. “The Ji family must have painstakingly nurtured him for years, perhaps even training him from birth. Twenty years have passed, and now that his cultivation is complete, they have allowed him to appear. It's clear his strength is unfathomable.”

The demon experts present all knew that the Ji family must have poured immense effort into cultivating him over the past two decades. No one could predict what level Ji Haoyue, with his divine body, had reached if an Ancient Desolate aristocratic family had gone all out.

Hearing these discussions, Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart. His Saint Body was not yet perfected, so he was no match for the opponent. Ji Haoyue's divine body had just been perfected, and even the demon experts were greatly wary of him.

“Leave the Demon Emperor’s Sacred Weapon, and I will let you go,” Ji Haoyue said calmly, like a gentle breeze or a fleeting cloud, standing on the shattered mountain with the tides ebbing and flowing behind him.

“Do you truly think you can stop us?” a demon old woman retorted with a cold expression, gazing at Ji Haoyue.

“I know your plan: to carve Dao patterns, gather celestial momentum, open a domain gate, and cross the void,” Ji Haoyue calmly revealed the demon race's intentions. “Unfortunately, you may not know that this place is very strange. It’s an ancient battlefield, making it extremely difficult to open a domain gate here.”

“Ji family…” The demon old woman's face darkened. “How can the Great Emperor’s Sacred Weapon fall into your hands? Even if you succeed today, are you not afraid that other powerful demon experts will march on the Ji family? Do you really think an Ancient Desolate aristocratic family is invincible?”

“That is our concern, not yours to worry about,” Ji Haoyue replied serenely, as if nothing bothered him. With the bright moon above his head and the shattered mountain beneath his feet, he exuded an indescribable elegance and natural poise.

“In that case, this old woman shall test your strength and see just how powerful a divine body truly is,” the old woman declared, stepping forward and flying towards him on a cloud. At the same time, figures flickered in the distance; experts from the Ji family appeared on various high mountains, and as the old woman approached on her cloud, three elders from the Ji family emerged on the shattered mountain.

“You are truly cautious, afraid that the divine body might perish prematurely. Why even let him come out?” the old woman taunted.

“We will not interfere; we are merely here to observe the battle,” the three Ji family elders replied, yet their caution was evident.

Ji Haoyue chuckled, his purple robes fluttering. He took a few steps forward, moving away from the three elders, and addressed the old woman, “You may attack as you wish.”

Despite his youth, having a divine body meant age was no longer a constraint on cultivation. The demon old woman dared not be careless. A small, emerald-green mountain appeared in her right palm, rapidly expanding and pressing down.

The verdant peak grew continuously; with every inch it descended, the space trembled. The immense pressure made even the shattered mountain quake.

However, as the emerald peak descended over the clear sea, it became incredibly slow, as if stuck in quicksand, and was strangely restrained. “Descend!” the old woman roared.

The boundless, verdant peak, covering the sky and earth, bore down with immense weight and power. Green mist soared, disturbing the serenity of the clear sea.

Ji Haoyue remained perfectly calm. Behind him, the tides ebbed and flowed, waves surging. A massive wave rose up, instantly sweeping the emerald peak away, submerging it into the vast ocean, where it completely vanished.

The young man from the Ji family made no movement, yet he was calm and composed. Merely by relying on his Wheel Sea phenomenon, he had directly confiscated the old woman's precious treasure.

“This…” The demon old woman’s expression changed repeatedly. She had completely lost contact with her weapon and could no longer sense it. “You are no match for me.”

“You…” The demon old woman was trapped, unable to advance or retreat.

Yan Ruyu, from behind, transmitted her voice, saying, “Retreat quickly!” The old woman immediately fell back, knowing she was no match for this purple-robed man, whose depth was unfathomable.

“Since you’ve come, don’t leave,” Ji Haoyue finally made his move. He stepped off the shattered mountain, striding through the void. In a few steps, he caught up to the old woman. The clear sea surged, instantly engulfing her.

“No!” the old woman cried out. At that moment, her entire body burst forth with five-colored divine light, transforming into a colossal bird as vast as a mountain. It flapped its wings against the waves, soaring skyward.

But the clear, vast ocean seemed to possess a terrifying demonic power that was impossible to escape. Surging waves engulfed her, and she couldn't break free.

“Kill!” Two young demon women simultaneously rushed forward, attempting to rescue the old woman.

Together, they unleashed a formidable treasure: a Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. It transformed into a real flood dragon, shaking its head and tail as it swooped down. Over a hundred meters long, it spewed clouds and mist, enveloped in golden light, and its blades crossed together, powerful enough to sever mountains – truly terrifying.

However, such a powerful treasure was useless before Ji Haoyue. The bright moon above his head shed its clear radiance, and soft rays of light poured forth, instantly dimming the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors. Then, with a series of "cracking" sounds, it shattered on the spot.

“Hiss!” Everyone gasped. The power of his phenomenon, surpassing even mighty treasures, was truly mysterious and unfathomable.

The two women tried to retreat, but they were as if trapped in a mire, unable to move. Then, against their will, they rapidly fell into the clear sea behind Ji Haoyue.

Yan Ruyu commanded, “No one is to act without my order!”

But it was already too late. Five more women flew out, each unleashing their weapons and attacking Ji Haoyue. Clouds churned, mountains trembled, and the five spiritual treasures transformed into divine rainbows, tearing through the sky like brilliant comets crashing to earth, pressing down.

“Everything is futile,” Ji Haoyue turned to face them. The bright moon above his head, bathed in silver light, was incredibly serene and beautiful. As specks of sacred radiance descended, the five powerful spiritual treasures instantly dimmed and turned to dust on the spot.

Completely unable to resist, the five fell simultaneously into the clear sea, unable to struggle any further.

In a flash, Ji Haoyue had subdued eight demon experts, as if taking a stroll in a leisurely garden, without the slightest hint of effort. He was utterly composed. With the moon hanging high and the clear sea shimmering, he stood like a deity, his entire body enveloped in sacred moonlight.

“I will say it again: leave the Demon Emperor’s Sacred Weapon.”

“You dream!” an old woman from the demon race coldly scoffed.

“If that’s your stance, then don’t blame me for unleashing a massacre,” Ji Haoyue’s expression gradually turned cold.

He slowly strode through the void, pressing forward. The surrounding mountains trembled faintly because of him. Several screams emanated from the clear sea as the eight captured demon experts were decapitated, their heads falling into the vast expanse of water.

“No one is to linger in battle! Break through!” Yan Ruyu commanded her people.

Aside from Yan Ruyu herself, Ye Fan was also protected by several old women. Additionally, a stone coffin was surrounded by demon experts. Ye Fan guessed that Pang Bo was likely inside, but he had no way to open it.

“Trying to leave? That’s impossible,” Ji Haoyue advanced. At the same time, figures flickered on the surrounding peaks, closing in to encircle them.

“Kill!” At this moment, a melee erupted, and everyone engaged in battle. Ji Haoyue walked with composed steps, like an exiled immortal descending to the mortal world. No one could stop him. As long as the high moon’s radiance touched them, their bodies and spirits were utterly annihilated.

“Kill!”

Three old women personally attacked him, fighting to buy time for the others. More than a dozen young demon women also rushed forward, displaying their various divine abilities and unleashing precious treasures to encircle and kill Ji Haoyue.

Brilliant light soared skyward, mountains shook, and the earth fractured. Everyone was fighting; the scene was almost boiling, with figures everywhere and shouts of battle resounding.

Ji Haoyue, in his purple robes, remained elegant and ethereal, yet he seemed to possess a demonic aura. Purple light flickered in his eyes. The bright moon above his head continuously shone in all directions, piercing through over a dozen demon women. Blood splattered, and their bodies fell.

Though the three old women reached him, they were unable to resist the surging clear sea and were all swept in. The bright moon gently rotated, and three heads fell from the sky.

The demon race, too, possessed courage. Many, their eyes red with fury, charged towards him. Ji Haoyue didn't even blink. His purple robes flapped in the wind as he strode forward. Bodies fell one by one at his feet; blood filled the air around him, and countless corpses lay strewn.

He was like an Asura King; no one was his match. Wherever his purple robes went, all resistance crumbled. With his divine body just perfected, he was destined to make a name for himself across the Eastern Desolate.

The demon experts continuously fell. Wherever Ji Haoyue passed, corpses lay strewn, and endless blood flowed. Innumerable lives paved a bloody path for him; no one could contend with him.

“Kill!”“Kill!”

Shouts of battle shook the heavens. The Ji family cultivators and the demon experts clashed repeatedly, spiritual treasures flying everywhere, shattering all the surrounding mountains.

Yan Ruyu, as radiant as the rising sun’s glow or a lotus emerging from clear ripples, carved a bloody path and ordered someone to take the stone coffin and break through. She then charged back in to rescue other demon experts. At this moment, she finally confronted Ji Haoyue.

“Haoyue, be careful of that Demon Emperor’s Sacred Weapon!” Two old men silently blocked Ji Haoyue’s path, simultaneously attacking Yan Ruyu.

“Swoosh!”

The Demon Emperor’s Sacred Weapon swept forth, causing the mountains and rivers to lose their color and the sky to tremble. Divine radiance filled Yan Ruyu’s palm. The two old men didn’t even have time to scream before they were instantly shattered into blood mist, dissipating into the world.

“The Demon Emperor’s Sacred Weapon truly lives up to its reputation!” Ji Haoyue’s expression was solemn, but he showed no fear. Above his head, an ancient bronze mirror floated, emanating a hazy, chaotic aura.

“The Ji family’s ancient mirror!”

“Indeed.”

From afar, Ye Fan’s heart trembled. The opponent, with his divine body just perfected, possessed such might, and the accompanying phenomenon had a profound impact on him. He yearned to uncover the endless potential of his own Saint Body.