Chapter 844: Under the Throne, Ten Thousand Dusts
The Black Moon Pope reacted the fastest, a Moon-white Sacred Mark suddenly splitting open on his brow, like a silver blade cleaving through skin. The radiance flowing from the sacred mark was as cold as frost.
As he raised his hand, the thunderbolts filling the sky seemed to be kneaded into a vortex by an invisible hand. The moment the clouds were torn apart, a pale moon rose from the abyss, its moonlight condensing into thousands of silver swords.
Countless sword lights crisscrossed Jin Shiyin’s body.
A deafening clear chime cut through the air. Jin Shiyin vomited out black, filthy blood, his body arching backward as he let out a piercing low growl.
But in the next instant, his body dispersed into blood flow, misting away.
It was merely a substitute.
Everyone jerked their heads back.
They discovered that Jin Shiyin had never left his original spot from beginning to end.
The blue card held between his fingers was shattering inch by inch, its fragments turning into firefly-like azure light dots that seeped into his heart from his pale fingertips.
He tilted his head, scanning everyone, a smile stretching across his lips so wide it almost tore his cheeks. “See you all again.”
Before he finished speaking, the void abruptly twisted, his figure vanishing like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, leaving only a mocking echo lingering in the wind.
This was the effect of the Sumeru Realm’s laws, which could not be resisted by Sacred Realm power alone.
“A Lucky Escape Card, huh…” Xia Feng, hidden in the shadows, watched the scene with a frown.
This card could be used to teleport to one of the Nine Regions without any barriers or seals, but the specific location was random, and it would definitely be a dangerous area.
He had to admit, although the teleportation point was terrible, this thing was indeed a powerful escape tool.
“Buzz—”
At this moment, just as everyone was frowning in thought.
Suddenly, thunder exploded in the distant sky, and a black hole ripped open. Jin Shiyin charged out from within.
Xia Feng and the five Sacred Realm experts couldn’t help but freeze.
“Huh?”
Why did he come back again?
But he quickly understood. According to the rules, Tongtian Island had many ‘random teleportation lightning strikes’. If one stepped on them, they would be randomly teleported to other locations.
Clearly, the ‘lucky’ in Lucky Escape Card was not just a name; it could genuinely bring the user great misfortune.
It had directly sent Jin Shiyin back.
The scene fell silent for about 0.01 seconds. The five Sacred Realm experts moved simultaneously, five invisible energy waves spreading out. Killing intent condensed into tangible pressure, causing the air to hum with an unbearable burden.
Jin Shiyin’s expression changed drastically. His head abruptly flew off as an unknown black light flashed, and his heart in his chest exploded, turning into poisonous fluid that dissolved his body and infiltrated his Spirit Pressure, attempting to destroy his Spirit Base.
The attacks of the five Sacred Realm experts were all formless and instantaneous. Even with his defenses and trump cards, his Spirit Base still suffered irreparable damage!
Damn it! Jin Shiyin cursed inwardly. Fortunately, while heavily injured, he succeeded in crushing the blue card in his hand.
Swish— He repeated the trick, teleporting away again.
The Red King was indeed wealthy, using another Lucky Escape Card.
This time, everyone waited for several seconds. Jin Shiyin did not return.
It seemed he had truly escaped.
“Huh?” Zong Yue’s puzzled voice sounded, filled with astonishment. “Where’s the Spirit Paper?”
Everyone turned, only to discover that the magnificent golden Spirit Paper, which had been suspended in the center of the pillar of light, was nowhere to be seen!
As the Spirit Paper disappeared, the Tongtian Pillar of Light formed by the Shenyang Seal slowly collapsed. Streaks of fire-like light fragments fell into the abyss, and the light flow that had soared into the sky and void receded, flowing back towards the ground and the deep canyon.
“Heh heh~ Your Highness the Imperial Concubine certainly has her methods.”
The Black Moon Pope pushed his monocle up, his tone as soft as down, yet it plunged the surrounding temperature to freezing point. “She pretended to be slow in comprehending the speed, and while we were focused on the Red King, she swiftly completed the comprehension and seizure of the Blazing Sun Divine Domain.”
“I didn’t expect that after years apart, Your Highness the Imperial Concubine would also learn to play such deceptive tricks.”
Seeing everyone looking at her, Huang Zhaoyue’s delicate eyebrows slowly furrowed. She was not good with words and disdained to explain.
Of course, the main reason was that she guessed the Spirit Paper was likely stolen by that sneaky guy, Xia Feng. To cover for him, she had to bear this misunderstanding.
However, out of caution, she still mentally asked in Xia Feng’s direction, “Did you do it?”
“Mm, cover for me a little, and there will be a generous reward.”
“No need. Just remember that your life already belongs to this King.”
After receiving an affirmative answer, Huang Zhaoyue no longer hesitated. Glancing at the Black Moon Pope, she turned and fled.
Swish— Swish—!
The Black Moon Pope’s moon wheel sacred mark burned fiercely on his forehead, his figure turning into a flowing light as he pursued. He had schemed for the Blazing Sun Divine Domain for many years and naturally could not let Huang Zhaoyue go.
Tu Lin’s giant sword split open the mountain rocks, closely following behind.
Ms. Mi and Zong Yue did not move. They seemed to have recognized the situation, abandoning their greed and giving up on seizing the item.
The two left in opposite directions.
In Shenyang Gorge, the Tongtian Pillar of Light was no more. In the dimness, only the man in the eagle helmet stood alone by the cliff edge.
In the Nine Pillars Space, in the darkness, Jin Yangtian quietly closed his eyes, waiting for the countdown to end.
Although he had been ‘designated the Red King’ and delayed his entry into the Sumeru Realm by three minutes, he was not flustered at all.
Jin Shiyin’s objective was the Sumeru Throne. If he could help, he would naturally keep his promise to help Jin Shiyin win. But now that he couldn’t help… he couldn’t be blamed.
He had done his best. If that idiot Jin Shiyin was surrounded and killed, then so be it.
No matter how the people outside, each with their own hidden agendas, fought, it did not affect his plan to seize the Blazing Sun Divine Domain.
Even if the six people outside could use some methods to delay and obstruct him, they were ultimately just ridiculous tricks to drink poison to quench thirst.
Now, he just needed to go out and review his ideas again with the Blazing Sun Divine Domain’s Spirit Paper, complete the final integration of the Yang Spirit basic matrix, and he would gain the Spirit Paper’s laws’ recognition and obtain the Blazing Sun Divine Domain’s Spirit Paper!
This process would take at most two minutes.
Unless someone could complete the comprehension within these few minutes…
Of course, this was impossible.
Huang Zhaoyue lacked resources and experience, while the Black Moon Pope lacked talent and luck.
As for him, Jin Yangtian, he possessed talent, resources, luck, and experience.
The divine object, the Spirit Paper, that the Black Moon Pope had schemed for for thousands of years was merely an easily decipherable game to him. From the moment he was born, he had been accustomed to this sense of looking down on all beings, as if he could crush stars with a mere gesture. The so-called “strong enemies” were merely dusts splattering beneath his throne.
Today, he had initially thought that the Imperial Concubine, whom he had to look up to in the past, would be a formidable opponent. But unfortunately, it was no exception.
Even this Imperial Concubine was left behind by him.
Before long, she too would be reduced to one of the ten thousand dusts beneath his feet.
[Returning to Sumeru Realm soon, entering the fourth round, countdown: 5, 4—]
[2—1—]
Darkness receded, replaced by light.
Jin Yangtian’s expression was calm as he slowly raised his eyes towards the sky. What met his gaze was—
“Hmm?”
