Chapter 844: Under the Throne, Ten Thousand Dusts
The Black Moon Pope reacted the fastest. A Moon-white Sacred Mark suddenly split open between his eyebrows, like a silver blade slicing through skin, emitting a frost-cold radiance. As he raised his hand, the thunderclouds in the sky were as if kneaded into a vortex by an invisible hand. The moment the clouds tore apart, a pale moon rose from the abyss, and its moonlight condensed into thousands of silver swords.
Countless sword lights crisscrossed through Jin Shiyin’s body. A deafening clang echoed, and Jin Shiyin vomited dark, filthy blood, his body arching backward as he let out a piercing low growl. But in the next instant, his body dissolved into a blood flow, mistifying into nothingness.
It was merely a substitute. Everyone’s heads snapped back in surprise. They discovered that Jin Shiyin had never left his original spot. The blue card clutched between his fingers was disintegrating inch by inch, its fragments turning into firefly-like dusky blue light points that seeped into his heart from his pale fingertips. He cocked his head, scanning everyone, his lips splitting into an arc that nearly tore his cheeks. “Farewell, everyone.”
Before his words even finished, the void suddenly twisted, and his figure vanished 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 ‘Ruinous Teleportation Card’…” Xia Feng, hidden in the shadows, frowned as he watched the scene. This card, without any barrier or seal, could designate a teleportation to one of the Nine Regions, but the specific location was random and would always be a dangerous area. He had to admit, although the teleportation destination was terrible, this thing was indeed a powerful tool for escape.
“Buzz—”
At this moment, as everyone was brooding in thought. Thunder suddenly boomed in the distant sky, and a black hole ripped open. Jin Shiyin shot out directly from within. Xia Feng and the five Sacred Realm experts couldn’t help but freeze.
“Huh?” Why did he come back again? However, they quickly understood. According to the rules, Tongtian Island had many ‘random teleportation lightning strikes.’ If one stepped on them, they would be randomly teleported elsewhere. Clearly, the “ruinous” aspect of the Ruinous Teleportation Card was not an exaggeration; it could truly bring misfortune to its user, sending Jin Shiyin right back.
The scene fell silent for about 0.01 seconds. The five Sacred Realm experts moved simultaneously. Five invisible waves of energy spread out, and their killing intent condensed into a tangible pressure, causing the air to hum in protest.
Jin Shiyin’s expression changed drastically. His head suddenly flew off in an instant as an unknown dark light flashed. His heart in his chest exploded, turning into poisonous fluid that dissolved his body and seeped into his Spirit Pressure, attempting to destroy his Spirit Base. The attacks from the five Sacred Realm experts were formless and instantaneous. Even with his precautions and protective trump cards, his Spirit Base suffered irreparable damage! Damn it! Jin Shiyin cursed inwardly. Luckily, while heavily injured, he managed to crush the blue card in his hand.
Whoosh— He repeated his trick, teleporting away again. The Red King was indeed wealthy, possessing another Ruinous Teleportation Card. This time, everyone waited for several seconds, but Jin Shiyin did not return. It seemed he had indeed escaped.
“Huh?” Zong Yue’s puzzled voice sounded, tinged with shock. “Where’s the Spirit Paper?”
Everyone turned around and discovered that the magnificent golden Spirit Paper, which had been suspended in the center of the light pillar, was gone! As the Spirit Paper disappeared, the Tongtian light pillar formed by the Shenyang Seal also slowly collapsed. Fire-like light fragments fell into the abyss, and the flowing light that had surged towards the sky and void receded back towards the ground and the canyon’s depths.
“Heh heh~ Your Highness the Imperial Concubine certainly has her methods.” The Black Moon Pope pushed up his monocle, his tone as soft as down, yet it plunged the surrounding temperature to freezing point. “Feigning slow comprehension, and while I and the others were focused on the Red King, you swiftly completed the comprehension and acquisition of the Blazing Sun Divine Domain.”
“To think that after so many years, Your Highness the Imperial Concubine has also learned to employ such trickery.” Seeing everyone looking at her, Huang Zhaoyue’s delicate brows slowly furrowed. She was not good with words, nor did she deign to argue. Of course, the main reason was that she guessed the Spirit Paper was likely stolen by that sneaky Xia Feng. To cover for him, she had to bear this misunderstanding. However, out of caution, she sent a mental inquiry towards Xia Feng’s direction: “Was it you?”
“Mm, cover for me a bit, and you’ll have my generous thanks.”
“No need. It is enough to remember that your life is already this King’s.” Receiving an affirmative reply, Huang Zhaoyue no longer hesitated. She glanced at the Black Moon Pope, then turned and fled.
Whoosh— Whoosh—! The Black Moon Pope’s Moon Wheel Sacred Mark burned fiercely on his forehead, and his figure turned into a stream of light, chasing after her. He had schemed for the Blazing Sun Divine Domain for many years and naturally would not let Huang Zhaoyue go. The Tu Lin Giant Sword cleaved through the rocks, closely following behind. Madam Mi and Zong Yue did not move, seemingly having accepted the situation and relinquishing their greed for the item. The two teamed up and left in the opposite direction.
In Shenyang Gorge, the Tongtian light pillar was no more. In the dimness, only the man in the eagle helmet stood alone on the cliff’s edge. In the Nine Pillars Space, in the darkness, Jin Yangtian quietly closed his eyes, waiting for the countdown to end. Although he was ‘designated as the Red King,’ delaying his entry into the Sumeru Realm by three minutes, he was not worried 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 died, then so be it.
Regardless of how the others outside, each with their own hidden agendas, fought, it did not affect his plan to obtain the Blazing Sun Divine Domain. Even if the six people outside could use some means to delay and obstruct him, they were ultimately just ridiculous tricks like drinking poison to quench thirst. Now, all he needed to do was go out, re-examine his thoughts on the Blazing Sun Divine Domain’s Spirit Paper, complete the final integration of the Yang Spirit foundational matrix, and he would gain the Spirit Paper’s law 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 Jin Yangtian, he possessed talent, resources, luck, and experience. The divine object Spirit Paper that the Black Moon Pope had schemed for over a thousand years was, to him, merely a chess game that could be easily dismantled. From birth, he had been accustomed to this sense of overlooking all beings, as if he could crush stars with a mere extension of his hand, and the so-called “strong enemies” were merely dust that splashed beneath the throne. Today, he thought the Imperial Concubine, whom he once had to look up to, would be a formidable opponent. But unfortunately, she was still no exception. Even this Imperial Concubine had been left behind by him. Before long, she too would inevitably become one of the ten thousand dusts beneath his feet.
[Returning to Sumeru Realm soon, entering the fourth round. Countdown: 5, 4—]
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Darkness receded, giving way to light. Jin Yangtian’s expression was calm. He slowly raised his eyes to look at the sky, and what met his gaze was…
“Huh?”
