Chapter 551: Ignored Key Information, Nine Dragon Imperial Sword Can Slay Immortals

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The furious killing intent materialized into a terrifying scene of a blood-red sea.

This area-of-effect mental illusion technique was enough to restrain cultivators at or below the early Soul Transformation stage, especially the three Dharma Idol giants at the core of the new containment formation. As long as it affected the operators behind them, delaying the formation's activation by even a split second would be enough to create the tactical opportunity Wang Yu desired.

As for powerhouses like Tianmu Su, he used the Red Dust Boat to restrain them individually.

Unfortunately.

The idea was good, but its execution was far too presumptuous. Not only did Tianmu Su herself possess extensive combat experience, but a true peak Void Refinement stage powerhouse was also observing the battle from the void behind her. Though unable to intervene, his discerning eye remained. A mere spiritual sense transmission, offering a slight hint, would be enough to counteract the subtle manipulations of Wang Yu's blended Dharma Intent secret technique.

A hint of pink was hidden within the endless red light. Tianmu Su precisely pinpointed it, conjuring a pink gourd. She directed its opening towards the pink glow, and the Red Dust Boat was sucked inside. This treasure was called the Ninety-Nine Dispelling Emotions Gourd! As the master of Tianmu Island, possessing the Tri-Colored Gourd Vine for over a thousand years, one of her most famous traits was her collection of gourds with various effects. Even the lowest quality ones were at least fifth-tier, low-grade. Her vast collection allowed her to handle any situation with ease, especially considering that her superior's enemies were cultivators across the entire Ice Prison Realm who sought freedom. Naturally, she had prepared gourd magical artifacts specifically for the Five Demonic Sects and the Seven Orthodox Sects. This particular treasure was originally refined to counter the Joyful Union Demonic Sect. Coincidentally, though Wang Yu's Boundless Red Dust secret technique was essentially a mind force secret technique, the power it wielded still belonged to the Dao of Seven Emotions and Six Desires.

“It’s being countered…”

Noticing that the opponent's eyes were clear and unaffected by the Red Dust Reincarnation, Wang Yu found it incredibly troublesome. However, with the arrow already on the string, he had no choice but to activate his recently refined new spirit treasure—the Six Desires Heavenly Devil Diagram!

—Boundless Sea of Sorrow!

A thick, grayish-white mist of sorrow instantly filled every crevice of the formation. The surging emotions almost completely blocked spiritual sense perception. Because space was sealed, the Empty Moon Pupil Technique was difficult to employ. However, the effect of Sorrow Sea Teleportation was essentially transforming oneself into an amorphous mist of sorrow, gathering instantaneously in another location. Thus, while it wasn't a spatial escape technique, its speed was in no way inferior. The formation's sealing effect made no distinction between friend and foe. Its impact on the environment meant that not only Wang Yu, but also they themselves, would find it difficult to employ spatial escape techniques. The moment the Sea of Sorrow unfolded, it signified that Wang Yu had gained an absolute speed advantage.

Control the enemy, slay the enemy!

This was his unbeatable combo for turning the tide. But with Tianmu Su blocking the Red Dust Boat, Wang Yu's first choice shifted to the relatively weaker Lingxu Zi. Only these two were present within the formation. The Five-Colored Saint Lord and Venerable Longchan, two 'soft targets,' had not entered the formation, merely spouting insults from outside, seemingly eager to witness Wang Yu's impotent rage. And the three Dharma Idols at the core of the formation were even harder to approach. Therefore… Wang Yu had only one target he could attack: the Master of Lingxu Island—Lingxu Zi!

Just moments ago, to block Wang Yu's escape, Lingxu Zi had entered the formation himself. After striking Wang Yu down with a whisk, the Sea of Sorrow instantly shrouded the entire situation. Lingxu Zi cautiously conjured twelve flying swords. These were his Natal Spirit Treasures: the Twelve Lingxu Swords. It was as if he had exploited a bug in the Natal Magic Treasure system; the twelve flying swords were a single, integrated set in terms of material, refining method, and formation patterns. Each was a top-tier existence among fifth-tier mid-grade spirit treasures, evolving in sync with his cultivation. While others possessed only one Natal Spirit Treasure, he had twelve. This was how the gap was created. This unique method for cultivating natal artifacts was also taught by the Prison King Spiritual Official.

He was originally a Foundation Establishment stage rogue cultivator from the Chaotic Ancient Sea. Later, while exploring a secret realm overseas, he inadvertently slew a large number of Immortal Clan prodigies. When pursued to a desperate situation, he was saved by a pawn arranged by the Prison King Spiritual Official. Thus, he gained his current status, responsible for the small Lingxu Island. The island was rich in a fifth-tier spiritual material called Water-Fire Prime Crystal. All excavated crystals were transported to the Prison King Spiritual Official. According to him, the True Spirit Realm did not use spirit stones for transactions. Instead, various pure heaven and earth spiritual materials or elixirs served as currency to measure value. Water-Fire Prime Crystals also seemed to hold a certain value for him. Unlike cultivators like the Five-Colored Saint Lord, who were born into powerful factions, Lingxu Zi's life principle, after struggling his way up from humble beginnings, was to always exert full strength, even when a lion hunts a rabbit.

Therefore.

While others underestimated Wang Yu, believing he was doomed, Lingxu Zi remained extremely cautious. His life was his own, so he naturally had to be as careful as possible! The twelve violet-gold Lingxu flying swords continuously circled around him, forming a defensive sword-shield posture. The moment the surrounding mist of sorrow shifted, he flicked a sword incantation with his hand. Three Lingxu flying swords suddenly shot out, and several violet-gold sword qi streaks, capable of cleaving the skies, passed through Wang Yu's newly formed body. Using the effect of the Demonic Diagram, Wang Yu once again activated his formless dispersion and convergence. He reformed his body next to Lingxu Zi. However, the opponent's perception was incredibly keen; each time, he could preemptively lock onto the location where Wang Yu would reform, severing it with sword qi and forcing him to abandon manifesting his physical form. Repeated setbacks finally began to shake Wang Yu's resolve to counterattack. He increasingly felt that these two, both in terms of strength and intellect, far surpassed his previous opponents. His emotions became inexplicably complex.

At the same time.

Outside the formation, visibility was obstructed by the vast grayish-white mist of sorrow. Even the Prison King Spiritual Official was no exception; the power he could exert in this realm was too minuscule. Moreover, the backlash from the rules triggered by his last intervention had not yet healed. He absolutely dared not act again, lest he exacerbate his injuries. But cultivators' battles were always a process of countering every move; cleverly utilizing the Dao of Mutual Suppression of All Things was the correct approach.

He murmured softly, “Heavenly Devil Heretic? Is this the legacy of the Desire Demon Patriarch and Demonic Heart… Lu Ming, take this treasure and enter the formation. Quickly shatter this child's demonic treasure divine ability.”

“—Yes!”

Hearing it was finally his turn, the Five-Colored Saint Lord thought of nothing else, his mind solely focused on revenge. It was difficult to guess the inner thoughts of someone with a damaged mind, nor was it easy to predict his actions. Therefore, after catching the magic treasure that emerged from the void, the Five-Colored Saint Lord suddenly roared, “Wang Yu, you petty thief, this Saint Lord is coming to take your life!”

Everyone: “…”

Wang Yu, who had just been struggling with how difficult these two were to deal with, showing no weaknesses, and with a minuscule chance of escape, heard the Five-Colored Saint Lord's voice. His heart suddenly leaped with joy. An opportunity to break the stalemate had arrived! His figure instantly vanished into the Sea of Sorrow.

Meanwhile, the Five-Colored Saint Lord, holding the fifth-tier high-grade spirit treasure, the Three Purity Bell, activated the spirit treasure with his Natal Divine Ability, the Five-Colored Five Virtues Serene Mind Divine Light.

“Ding-ling-ling—”

As the crisp bell sound combined with the divine light, the Sea of Sorrow quickly dissipated wherever it passed, almost instantly clearing a large section in the middle. The power of the Sorrow Sea Heavenly Devil was rapidly dissipating. Wang Yu, however, appeared in the sorrowful mist further away, revealing only his head. The Six Desires Heavenly Devil Diagram behind him unfolded once more, remotely locking onto the Five-Colored Saint Lord. This time, he employed the effect of summoning Heavenly Devils. When the invisible Heavenly Devil rift appeared, and the karmic aura of the netherworld locked onto him, the Five-Colored Saint Lord, who was forced into the Divine Transformation Tribulation state, instantly blanched. He hastily shook the Three Purity Bell, as this treasure was extremely effective against Heavenly Devil power. It was one of the standard pieces of equipment used by the Immortal Palace of the True Spirit Realm to capture Heavenly Devils, long proven over countless years, and its effect was astonishingly good.

But Wang Yu would not stand by and watch him resist. His figure flickered, already appearing behind his target.

—Yellow Springs Evil World Spear!

After a second exchange with the Yellow Springs Abbey Master, although he had yet to examine the information within the inherited primeval crystal, he had already cultivated the Yellow Springs techniques to their utmost. Layering it with the Yellow Springs Dharma Intent, it was not difficult to imbue it with the power of the Soul Transformation stage. After all, Wang Yu was the caster; as he grew stronger, his divine abilities would naturally improve. However, it lacked several layers of profundity, relying purely on brute force. The appearance of the Yellow Springs Corrosive Power caused problems for the Three Purity Bell. Under the horizontal strike of the murky yellow spear, which specialized in countering magic treasures, even a fifth-tier high-grade magic treasure suffered greatly. The bell sound ripples rapidly diminished. As the Heavenly Devil Tribulation descended upon him, the Five-Colored Saint Lord's body stiffened. His mind had clearly retreated into his Niwan Palace, where he was battling the Heavenly Devil.

Just as Wang Yu was about to use instantaneous movement to deliver a fatal blow, Lingxu Zi suddenly flashed forth. The twelve flying swords transformed into a long dragon, violently slashing forward. Wang Yu had no choice but to throw out his Flesh and Blood Demonic Sword, countering with his Blood Slaughter Heart Sword divine ability.

However.

After only a moment of exchange, there was a crisp clang. His Flesh and Blood Demonic Sword, which had accompanied him for hundreds of years, was actually snapped in half. His divine ability was no match for the spirit treasure. The long dragon of sword qi swept over him, making him like a reef in surging waves. Struck by layers of sword qi, his Malevolent Devil Dragon Armor finally held firm, stubbornly resisting amidst the sparks generated by the metallic clashes. Aside from a slight surge in qi and blood caused by the impact, he did not sustain any overly serious injuries.

Wang Yu was also truly enraged.

“Control of Strength—Dragon Emperor Fist!”

The golden blood divine marrow circulated within his body, erupting entirely from his fist. This terrifying brute force, capable of shaking continents, was unleashed through his physical divine ability. Its power was far more than simply 1+1; it was a multiplicative overlay. This single punch shattered space and was powerful enough to crush stars!

“Roar!!!”

His qi and blood materialized into a colossal Underworld Demonic Dragon, vast as a mountain. Its overlapping dragon horns on its head resembled a Dragon Emperor's crown, as it swooped down towards Lingxu Zi. As the signature technique of the First Human Emperor, in Wang Yu's hands, it had never truly displayed its world-shaking power. Its previous uses had mostly yielded mediocre results, which was due to his insufficient cultivation. Now, fueled by anger, he unleashed it without fear of Lingxu Zi's sixth-layer Soul Transformation cultivation. This action, perhaps divinely ordained, aligned with the domineering mindset of an emperor, and its power actually ascended to a new level. His mastery was infinitely close to the perfect realm.

Seeing this, Lingxu Zi's expression grew solemn. He recalled the twelve flying swords to form three concentric sword arrays. His magic power quickly conjured formation diagrams, which enveloped the Underworld Demonic Dragon's head, mid-section, and tail. Though formed by a divine ability, it began to struggle as if it were a true living creature. The sword arrays also continuously contracted. However, it struggled to completely shred the Qi and Blood Demonic Dragon. A single divine ability surprisingly managed to hold back an entire set of Natal Spirit Treasures. Before Lingxu Zi could come up with a solution, a second offensive followed immediately.

“Glazed Pagoda—Twelve Phases of Guanghan!”

Empowered by his Natal Magic Treasure, the divine ability's power surged significantly. A frosty moon, like a reflection of the sky, enveloped the entire formation space. Its power had increased by at least fivefold compared to the Grand Yin Guanghan Arrow Wang Yu had previously used. Lingxu Zi immediately broke out in a cold sweat, continuously conjuring defensive measures, and roared, “Daoist Friend Tianmu, what are you waiting for?!”

“Heh heh, I was just curious to see what other tricks this child had up his sleeve. If he escapes, neither of us will have a moment of peace for the rest of our lives.” The hunched old woman suddenly appeared. Her dragon-headed staff fiercely stomped, and the containment formation, centered around the three Dharma Idols, was completely drained. In a short time, this entire area would turn into a spiritual barren land. Immediately after, the formation patterns transformed into rune-locks, swiftly coiling around the frosty moon phenomenon. Wang Yu was astonished to discover that even with the Sun-Piercing Demonic Bow in hand, and having gathered a peak-level strike, he couldn't even fire it.

“Is this the power of a Heavenly Array Master… truly formidable!”

At that moment, even the Five-Colored Saint Lord had recovered from the illusion, glaring fiercely at Wang Yu. The three of them confronted him; it was the final showdown. Wang Yu couldn't help but look at the Prison King Spiritual Official's void eyes. His seemingly grave expression quickly returned to a serene calmness, like an ancient well without ripples.

He said:

“Senior, you have won today's ambush. However—

“You absolutely should not have chosen Xiji Capital as the ambush location.”

The Prison King Spiritual Official's eyes narrowed. He felt that Wang Yu's demeanor was not an act, but genuine confidence. But if the ambush location wasn't Xiji Capital, where else could he have ambushed him? The question was, what information had he overlooked?

“Tianmu Su, kill him!” Unable to comprehend, the Prison King Spiritual Official gave a direct command. He did not want to let Wang Yu delay any longer with idle chatter. As the saying went… delays lead to unforeseen complications!

“Heh heh~”

Before his opponents could act, Wang Yu suddenly raised his right hand. The Coiling Dragon Ring on his middle finger flared with spiritual light, and instantly, the entire Xiji Capital began to tremble. This was Wang Yu's ultimate trump card, allowing him to remain calm. The power of authority was boundless. Moreover, Xiji Capital was far more complete than dilapidated ruins like Dongji Capital, which had been exploited countless times. Years of development in Crane Return Valley had not caused severe damage. Therefore, the wondrous Feng Shui Array and the Capital Guarding Grand Formation, personally set up by the Ancestor of Geomancy in ancient times, activated simultaneously. The peak Human Dao wondrous formation, the Three Talents Life-Taking Array, laid out to mimic the Earthly Layout, forcibly created optimal conditions of opportune timing, favorable terrain, and human harmony, assisting the Capital Guarding Grand Formation in unleashing power beyond its rank!

And the Capital Guarding Grand Formation was named… the Nine Dragons Slaying Immortals Array! All dragon-attributed celestial stars across the universe shone brightly, and vast dragon qi cascaded down like a milky way waterfall, almost filling the entire Xiji Capital. Nine fifth-tier earth veins surged from the ground, visibly transforming into dragon shapes. Within the imperial palace, a phantom of the Human Emperor rose from the earth, and with a wave of his hand, the nine dragons returned into his body, transforming into a treasured sword containing peerless divine sharpness. This was the Immortal Dynasty's foremost supreme treasure—the Nine Dragons Emperor Sword! Although it was merely a phantom manifested by the formation, its aura, far surpassing what was expected of the Soul Transformation stage… was enough to leave the cultivators surrounding Wang Yu dumbfounded.

Wang Yu stood high in the sky, directing the situation with a flourish.

“Slay!”

Instantly, heaven and earth plunged into darkness. Only a glimmer of golden light, drawing closer and closer, remained in their sight. The three Half-step Soul Transformation cultivators were the first to suffer; they collapsed almost as soon as they touched the sword light, completely lifeless. Next were the four Soul Transformation cultivators. How could the Prison King Spiritual Official remain composed in such a situation? These were all pawns he had cultivated; if they fell, he would have no one left to use. How then would he maintain stability in the Demonic Prison? Even if he was extremely unwilling, he could only take action himself.

“Sigh…”