inspire-indiana Chapter 1556 Breaking the Abyss Seal
Chapter 1556 Breaking the Abyss Seal
Chapter 1556 Breaking the Abyss Seal
The three forbidden zones, along with all the powerful beings within them, were completely reduced to cosmic dust, leaving no trace.
When the colossal, sky-covering chaotic hand dissipated, the space that had been filled with blazing demonic flames and energy explosions fell into an eerie silence.
The winds of the Heavenly Realm howled as they passed through the void. Wang Xian and his group stood beside the remaining spatial rift, gazing at the original location of the Burning Heaven Forbidden Land—where only a void remained, so vast that even light could not be reflected, as if a piece had been forcibly ripped from the map of the universe, and even the flow of time slowed down there.
"Three...three layers of forbidden areas?"
Su Qingyan's voice trembled, and she subconsciously covered her slightly parted lips with her fingertips. The jade flute, covered in cracks, swayed gently between her fingers and almost slipped from her grasp.
She gazed at the void, her pupils reflecting the faint light of the spatial folds. The dark red blood vessels congealed on the jade flute trembled slightly with her rapid breathing, contracting and expanding within the cracks like living things, contrasting with her pale face, pale with shock.
"They were all... razed to the ground?"
Su Qingyan repeated, her voice filled with disbelief and bewilderment, as if she had not yet recovered from the scene of destruction she had just witnessed.
The fire armor of Lord Yanyang was completely extinguished, and the charred marks of the Burning Heaven Demon Flame remained on the dim armor plates. His charred skin could even be seen in the cracks of the armor.
He stared blankly at the void, his Adam's apple bobbing heavily, his chapped lips moving for a long time before he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "The power contained in that rune... is terrifyingly powerful."
He recalled the battle between Wang Xian and the Burning Heaven Ancestor, when the demonic flames that the opponent spewed almost melted his fire armor, and the pressure of the 'Tenth Revolution Immortal Emperor' almost suffocated him.
But now, that existence, along with the two forbidden areas that might harbor 'Heavenly Emperor-level' powerhouses, has vanished under the power of the runes. This difference in power levels makes his soul tremble.
Yan Yangjun frowned, his gaze sweeping over the remaining spatial turbulence at the edge of the void, his heart filled with turbulent waves.
The 'Burning Heaven Forbidden Land' only has one Tenth-Rank Immortal Emperor, but what about the two layers of forbidden land below?
Based on the scale of the Crimson Canyon and the Blood Ink Sea beneath the 'Eternal Forbidden Land', it can be inferred that those two forbidden lands must harbor 'Heavenly Emperor-level' beings, and possibly more than one.
But now, those legendary powerhouses, along with the core of the forbidden land's laws, have all been reduced to ashes under the giant hand of chaos, leaving no trace of energy fluctuations—this level of destruction has surpassed his understanding of power.
Wang Xian stared at the all-consuming void, his brow furrowed deeply, the lines like knife cuts revealing an undisguised disappointment.
He originally hoped to obtain the "Immortal Emperor Origin" of the "Ten-Turn Immortal Emperor" in the forbidden area, and even hoped to discover the "Immortal Emperor Origin" left behind by a "Heavenly Emperor-level" powerhouse.
Those 'Celestial Emperor Origins' can not only enhance the level of his talent [Celestial Body], but also accelerate the evolution of his inner world.
But now?
The moment the chaotic giant hand fell, all hopes turned into cosmic dust, leaving not even a trace of the laws behind.
"Not even a crumb was left..."
Wang Xian sighed softly, his voice full of regret. He slowly raised his right hand, and the lingering warmth of the runes on his fingertips dissipated like a candle flickering in the wind. The last wisp of chaotic light slipped through his fingers and fell into the void.
The rune that once carried fragments of the rules of heaven and earth eventually returned to nothingness after exerting its power, along with his desire for the 'Origin of the Immortal Emperor'.
Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the depths of Wang Xian's sea of consciousness, as if billions of divine chains of laws had broken at the same time.
The Destiny God Body and the Chaos Body resonated terrifyingly in an instant, and two completely different yet common forces stirred up a storm within his body.
The scene of the chaotic giant hand descending just now replayed in my mind like a movie.
That palm, composed of chaotic light threads, had every line flowing with the laws of creation.
The lines on the palm rotated slowly like a cosmic star map, turning space into nothingness and time into stillness wherever they passed.
Countless profound insights into laws flooded into Wang Xian's consciousness, impacting his understanding of power.
"This is... that giant handprint from just now?"
A light of wild joy burst forth in Wang Xian's eyes, a light as brilliant as a star, almost illuminating the surrounding dark space.
Suddenly raising his palm, a chaotic, palm-sized hand materialized in his center, its surface shimmering with black and white light. Each pulse caused fine folds in the surrounding space, as if the air itself was being distorted and deformed by this power.
"The Hand of Heaven..."
Wang Xian murmured to herself, her voice trembling slightly with excitement.
He could clearly sense the terrifying potential of this divine power—this tiny palm print alone contained enough power to tear apart the vast world. Every line on the palm corresponded to a rule of heaven and earth, as if the power of the beginning of chaos was compressed into a small space.
A moment later, Wang Xian let out a long sigh of relief, and the energy surging around him due to excitement gradually subsided.
The value of this [Hand of Heaven] divine power far exceeds imagination. Even if one loses the [Immortal Emperor Origin] of those [Ten-Turn Immortal Emperors] and [Heavenly Emperor Level] powerhouses in the three forbidden areas, obtaining this divine power is enough.
This supernatural ability will give him the confidence to contend with top-tier experts on his future cultivation path.
However, when Wang Xian tried to activate the Chaos Palm Seal in his palm again, he found that the energy of the fragments of rules in his sea of consciousness had long been exhausted, and the power that supported his supernatural ability was rapidly dissipating.
After the initial excitement, a trace of worry crept onto Wang Xian's brow.
The [Hand of Heaven] is an extremely terrifying divine power, but the key to casting it lies in the fragments of rules—the primordial fragments generated by the collapse of the rules of heaven and earth.
But how easy is it to acquire it again now?
Wang Xian slowly shook her head, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
Obtaining fragments of rules is incredibly difficult. The rules of heaven and earth are like an invisible net covering the entire world. Even if a 'Ten-Turn Immortal Emperor' destroys a great world, it only stirs up ripples on the net and cannot harm the rules themselves.
Only in the moment of world merging and separating will the conflict of rules create fragments, but such an opportunity is extremely rare.
Wang Xian recalled his experience of merging his inner world with the Heavenly Domain. When the immortal lotus at the core of his inner world resonated with the laws of the Heavenly Domain, countless golden runes descended upon the world, which were the prototypes of fragments of rules.
However, that fusion had already alarmed the will of the 'Eternal Universe'. If we were to try to merge with any region of the 'Eternal Universe' now, we would probably be completely crushed by that behemoth before the fragments of rules could even be formed.
"What if we merge with other worlds?"
A thought flashed through Wang Xian's mind, but she quickly dismissed it.
Generally, a great world will be devoured the moment it comes into contact with the inner world, while those ancient worlds that can resist being devoured will collapse when the rules are stripped away because they cannot withstand the conflict of the rules.
Of course, the 'Chaos Sea' is possible, but that region is far more vast than the 'Eternal Universe', and there are countless powerful beings within it. Once it is discovered that he is trying to merge with the rules, he will probably be treated as a member of the Heavenly Dao Clan who wants to become the ruler of the 'Chaos Sea', and will be besieged by countless 'Heavenly Emperor-level' powerhouses in an instant.
With Wang Xian's current strength, let alone being besieged by countless 'Heavenly Emperor-level' powerhouses, even a single 'Heavenly Emperor-level' powerhouse would be enough to send Wang Xian to 'reincarnation'.
"Alas!" Wang Xian sighed. He possessed unparalleled supernatural powers, but he was unable to use them, which was truly saddening.
Shaking his head, Wang Xian dismissed this useless emotion and turned to look at Su Qingyan, Yan Yangjun, and the two unscrupulous Taoists: "Let's go to the Nine Heavens and see what trouble the nine Heavenly Lords have encountered."
As soon as Wang Xian and his group stepped out of the teleportation array, they were enveloped by a distorted spatial force field.
The jade flute in Su Qingyan's hand emitted a piercing buzz, and the blood-red crystal at the broken point began to crack.
In the distance, the spires of the nine Zhenyuan Towers pierced through the rolling dark clouds, and the sealing runes on the surface of the towers flickered like dying fire serpents under the corrosive influence of the abyssal demonic energy.
Wang Xian watched all this, her lips twitching: "Wasn't it supposed to be a minor trouble?"
Yan Yangjun's fiery armor glowed with a warning red light as he gazed at the dark purple demonic energy surging from the cracks. His voice was filled with unprecedented solemnity, "Not good! The seal is about to collapse! This demonic energy is devouring the laws of the stellar orbit. If this continues, the Nine Heavens will be completely dragged into the abyss!"
Before the words were finished, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the bottom of the Zhenyuan Tower.
A hundred-meter-wide rift tore through space like a hideous wound, from which emerged a huge bone claw covered with twisted runes. With just a light touch, it left a smoke-filled gash in the void.
The figures of the nine gods appeared and disappeared above the rift, and the net of light they wove with their primal power was rapidly collapsing under the corrosive influence of demonic energy.
"Wang Xian, stop the projection of the Abyss Emperor!"
The voice of the High Priestess, tinged with blood and foam, came through the air; her robes were stained black with demonic energy. "These are avatars they summoned through the rift. Once they fully descend..."
Although Wang Xian didn't know exactly how strong the Abyss Emperor was, judging from the current situation, he estimated that it must be at least a 'Tenth Rank Immortal Emperor'. Given his current condition, he had almost no chance of winning against a 'Tenth Rank Immortal Emperor'.
Therefore, Wang Xian did not hesitate at all. The Emperor Dragon Spear transformed into a jet-black stream of light and pierced straight into the core of the rift.
The moment the spear tip touched the demonic energy, the space rippled like the surface of a lake where a boulder had been thrown in, and countless tiny spatial cracks spread at the point of impact.
However, the abyssal demonic energy rapidly reorganized as if it were alive, neutralizing the Emperor Dragon Spear's attack.
"You think you can stop me?"
The sound emanating from the abyss rift caused all the stars in the Nine Heavens to tremble. A gigantic eye covered in scales slowly emerged, the swirling darkness within its pupils seemingly devouring all the surrounding light. "Back then, the first nine Heavenly Lords of the Nine Heavens sealed me at the cost of burning their 'Immortal Emperor Origin.' What do you think you can change?"
Seeing this, Su Qingyan played her jade flute, and thousands of blood-red crystal butterflies formed light blades that rushed towards the demonic energy.
But as soon as the crystal butterfly came into contact with the dark purple mist, it let out a piercing scream and turned into ashes and disappeared.
The fat Taoist priest offered up a fragment of the Emperor's Coffin. The patterns on the surface of the fragment resonated with the star orbit of the Nine Heavens, bursting out with brilliant golden light, temporarily repelling the approaching demonic energy.
"The power of this fragment... can suppress the demonic energy of the abyss!"
A look of surprise flashed in Yan Yangjun's eyes. He unleashed several Yan Yang Palms, the dark blue flames intertwining with golden light to form a defensive barrier in front of the rift.
Suddenly, an even more powerful pressure erupted from the abyss rift, and a complete dragon-shaped phantom emerged from it. Wherever the demonic energy wrapped around the dragon's body passed, space collapsed inch by inch.
Looking at the somewhat dim Emperor Dragon Spear in his hand, Wang Xian suddenly remembered the fragments of rules that were generated when his inner world was peeled away. Although the runes had disappeared, some fluctuations of the rule fragments still remained in his inner world.
Wang Xian raised his hand, guiding the fluctuations of the rule fragments in his inner world and injecting them into the Emperor Dragon Spear.
The gun instantly burst forth with a light brighter than the sun.
"break!"
With a roar, the Emperor Dragon Spear transformed into a pillar of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, striking straight into the abyss rift.
The dragon-shaped phantom let out a deafening roar, and its body began to collapse under the impact of the power of the rules, with dark purple scales peeling off like snowflakes.
But just as the rift was about to close, a black beam of light shot out from the depths of the rift, heading straight for the nine gods.
"careful!"
Without a second thought, Wang Xian flashed forward to block the beam of light. At the moment the black beams collided, he felt as if he had been pierced by ten thousand sharp blades at the same time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the nine Celestial Lords joined forces and poured their last bit of primordial power into the Zhenyuan Tower. The golden light emanating from the tower surged toward the crack like a tide.
The phantom of the Abyss Emperor let out a furious roar of resentment, and its enormous dragon-shaped body gradually dissipated in the light.
When the last trace of demonic energy was purified, the figures of the nine gods became as transparent as crystal.
They had exhausted their last strength and were about to vanish into the world.
“Wang Xian…” The Great Heavenly Lord barely managed to muster a wisp of divine consciousness, “The core of the Nine Heavens' star orbit… contains a treasure capable of repairing the seal…”
Before he could finish speaking, nine beams of light shot into the sky, about to merge into the nine stars in the star orbit.
Seeing this, Wang Xian decisively took action, condensing his divine sense into a hand seal to sever the pillar of light formed by the nine Heavenly Lords.
The consciousness of the Great God resounded once more: "Our source is depleted, we are beyond saving. Let us give our last contribution to the Nine Heavens..."
"Who says that the source is dried up and there is no hope?"
Wang Xian interrupted the Great Heavenly Lord's words and also broke Su Qingyan's grief.
"Can this kind of depletion of the source after burning the source be saved?"
Yan Yangjun was dumbfounded.
While a general depletion of one's source of energy may cause a decrease in strength, it can still be restored given enough time and resources.
But the nine Heavenly Lords are different!
Their essence was depleted after burning their own essence, a situation that is completely irreversible, and no known treasures or elixirs can have any effect on them.
This is a universally acknowledged truth in the spiritual practice community!
Wang Xian didn't explain, but waved his hand and summoned three divine trees. These three divine trees were three-quarters of the "Life" Heavenly Book, one of the Nine Heavenly Books.