Chapter 401: A World Of The New Testament
"Seems like it's related to someone named Wang Xuan."
Finally, he heard some partial but precise news, yet it only unsettled him further, his heart clenching in his throat. Wang Xuan lowered his head, realizing his hands were trembling slightly. If his parents were killed by that madman Zheng, what would he have left to salvage? Everything would lose its meaning.
"I must kill Madman Zheng!" Even if he didn't have the opportunity, he would find a way to create a feasible chance.He thought that by not killing Zheng Yuantian, he would only be risking his own life. That's why he came to the Immortal Realm, hoping to find a solution to the imminent danger. Little did he expect that Zheng Yuantian would go berserk first, targeting the people around him. This was absolutely intolerable.
Wang Xuan stood still in the distance, taking a deep breath of the spiritual aura of the Immortal Realm, calming his spirit. Since the situation had arisen, he shouldn't give in to anger but should think about how to resolve it.
In the sky, the golden scroll was vast, resembling a cosmic sea, covering the airspace above Zheng Yuantian's dojo, making the area seem like doomsday had arrived. Floating islands shattered one after another, exploding into dust in mid-air, crushed by the runes falling from the scroll.
Chaotic thunder roared down like cascading waterfalls of secret codes from beyond the domain, and hitting Zheng Yuantian. "It's too terrifying. Even a transcendent facing tribulation shakes the heavens and earth. Even Zheng Yuantian, then Immortal Ancestor, was not able to defend his dojo against such tribulations?" someone exclaimed in shock.
Those who followed Zheng Yuantian regarded him as their Immortal Ancestor. Seeing even his dojo was crumbling, this struck fear into the hearts of many transcendent beings. Evidently, Zheng Yuantian had returned to the Pure Land to utilize the grand array setup there to counter the New Covenant. His retreat site was adorned with various order runes, all personally engraved by him.
But today, that place had been breached. Chaotic thunder and light etched dazzling trajectories, like rivers of stars descending, assaulting the land below. The floating islands were all shattered, not a single one remaining. Even the magnificent palaces and pavilions, despite being guarded by runes, melted away. On the ground, one of the so-called sacred mountains of the Dao, was also cleaved in two. Despite activating defensive runes, each towering peak met its demise.
Zheng Yuantian's dojo was shattered, his arranged arrays unable to hold up against the onslaught, leaving a scene of devastation. His disciples and followers fled in terror, not daring to linger.
Despite this, some of those responsible for serving him, as well as some close disciples and Taoist youths, were unable to escape in time and were cut down, leaving nothing behind, their bodies and spirits annihilated.
"Do you all intend to slaughter indiscriminately?" Zheng Yuantian appeared, disheveled and bloodied, his body swelling and rapidly growing larger.
In his blood-stained hand, he grasped the wreckage of a battleship, snatched from the mortal realm beyond the curtain. It was evident just how terrifying he had become!
From afar, Wang Xuan felt his scalp tingling. That battleship was of the same style as those from the mortal realm. Zheng Yuantian had truly gone mad, disregarding everything and striking out recklessly.
"The New Covenant has just been established. It's not that we are heartless, but the rules of the Immortal Realm are imprinted above, automatically executing you," someone spoke from afar, cold and calm. Undoubtedly, they were a top-tier powerhouse, likely a revered figure within a certain realm!
As Zheng Yuantian's body swelled, bloodstains covering him as he confronted the chaos thunder, his eyes opened wide, more terrifying than the sharpest immortal sword, tearing through the sky.
In his hands, the battleship was like a toy. The massive hull, cast from a new alloy, was crushed by him, reduced to iron powder that scattered and fell.
From a distance, Wang Xuan witnessed in horror. In the moment the massive battleship shattered, human bodies exploded and evaporated instantly.
His eyes reddened. All of this confirmed that Zheng Yuantian had thrown caution to the wind, and Wang Xuan couldn't help but wonder what atrocities he had committed in the mortal realm.
"You can temporarily suppress the marks left by the New Covenant on yourselves. We're all acquaintances, don't you have any sense of compassion?" Zheng Yuantian radiated divine light, towering so high that he seemed to reach the heavens themselves.
Around his body, numerous chains of rules coiled, forming nebulae that clashed with the golden scroll, dispersing the falling chaos thunder.
"No rules, no order. The New Covenant has been activated independently, judging your breach. The highest rules of the Immortal Realm punish you. Do you expect us to help you resist?" someone retorted, clearly displeased with him.
"It's just a few dozen mortals, so what if they die?" Zheng Yuantian roared, and from his mouth spewed a sea of flames, the so-called "Flames of Karma" that could incinerate entire realms. Dark as ink, it swept across the heavens, intent on destroying the golden scroll.
Now, he was almost in a demonic state, the symptoms of practicing the Devil's Embryo Technique unmistakable. However, in this state, he was truly formidable.
With a whoosh, the golden scroll was lifted into the air by him, but ultimately it was stabilized again. The golden scroll trembled, and myriad sword lights descended, covering the sky and earth!
"Even if I kill a hundred or two hundred mortals, you want to destroy me? What a joke! What's the point of being an immortal? I am the founder of a sect, seated high in the Nine Heavens, with the power of life and death over all living beings. Do you think you can take my life? Get lost!" Zheng Yuantian went mad, a blood cloud rising above his head, a grand auspicious cloud formed from his blood essence, intent on tearing apart the golden scroll. His methods were endless.
"Zheng Yuantian, you also came from the mortal realm, but now that you've ascended to the Immortal Realm, you've forgotten your roots. You kill mortals, but you're digging your own grave and that of the Immortal Realm. In a year, the extraordinary will cease to exist, the immortals will be no more, all reduced to mortals. How do you expect the disciples of various sects to live in the mortal world? Wait to be retaliated against by the mortals?" someone shouted.
In the sky, the golden scroll roared, its brilliance dazzling, rapidly expanding and rotating down, appearing like a scroll yet shining with divine light, slashing like a broadsword.
The auspicious cloud rushing out from Zheng Yuantian's head was shattered, turning into a rain of blood, most of which he reabsorbed back into his body.
The golden scroll began to expand, thin as paper but incredibly sharp, continuing to sweep down with endless runes, aiming to slay the peerless master.
Covered in blood, disheveled, Zheng Yuantian let out a clear whistle, and a manifested scripture appeared, filling the sky with words, rushing towards the scroll.
The scripture shattered, and Zheng Yuantian's arm was chopped off, yet the golden scroll continued its sweeping onslaught.
Zheng Yuantian's body swelled once again, his severed arm regenerating as he entered the extradimensional space, intending to tear apart the scroll and destroy the New Covenant. In his madness, he was truly terrifying, his power overwhelming.
In the extradimensional space, a cluster of suspended meteorites exploded.
"Earlier, those mortals were killed by my disciples, also to establish the authority of the Immortal Realm and prevent mortals from thinking they can stand on equal footing with us. My disciples were killed, and I retaliated. What's wrong with that?" Zheng Yuantian retorted.
"Don't trivialize the issue. What right do you have to send disciples to massacre mortals for your own selfish reasons? The Immortal Realm is on the brink of extinction, and your crimes will make life difficult for the immortals a year from now," someone countered.
"With us controlling the Old Earth, New Stars, and countless other planets, why worry about the future? We should be dominant!" Zheng Yuantian shouted.
With a sharp sound, his head flew off, severed by the golden scroll. The scene was astonishing—a peerless powerhouse being decapitated.
However, he didn't die. Instantly, his flesh and blood reformed, evading the golden scroll as his entire body plunged into darkness, like a black hole, ready to consume everything.
"Zheng Yuantian, you know very well that many super warships have disappeared into deep space from the mortal realm and are yet to be found by even us. They will surely return in the future. By escalating conflicts and risking the lives of the immortals, what exactly are you trying to achieve? You care deeply about something, what is it that you want?" someone spoke coldly from afar, hitting Zheng Yuantian's heart. Zheng Yuantian didn't want to explain further; the more he concealed, the more likely he would be exposed.
What he wanted was a physical body with the same unique internal landscape as the person from two thousand seven hundred years ago, but he couldn't let more people in the curtain know!
Then, there was no more dialogue between heaven and earth, only a towering giant, far surpassing the vast mountain ranges, standing outside the heavens, capable of plucking stars and moons with a single hand.
He struggled to resist the golden scroll, his body torn several times, even his evolved black hole exploding.
At a critical moment, a figure shrouded in chaotic energy appeared, holding a Banner of Ascension, arriving in the extradimensional space and pressing upward, resisting the golden scroll.
"Thank you, Brother Hengjun!" Zheng Yuantian clasped his fists. He was on the brink of collapse, his vitality greatly damaged, his foundation compromised, but he was saved by Hengjun.
Someone in the heavens spoke, "Hengjun, even if you help him resist, it's useless now. He will most likely still suffer backlash from the scroll. Life and death are predetermined."
"I won't make a move, and Zheng Dao friend won't perish. I just don't want to see his foundation greatly damaged and his cultivation plummet," Hengjun responded.
From afar, on the earth, Wang Xuan felt displeased once again. It was Hengjun again, making him somewhat helpless. Did having treasures mean one could act so recklessly, even breaking the Old Covenant and resisting the New Covenant?
He sighed, realizing his strength wasn't enough. Otherwise, with the Lifespan Furnace in hand, he could have dealt with Hengjun too!
He wasn't disheartened, though. After all, he had only been cultivating for a few years.
Hengjun spoke again, "Zheng Dao friend, since you have obtained the remnants of the Demon Emperor and his True Essence, why not refine the Demon Emperor's body now and let it bear the consequences for you?"
"Thank you, Brother," Zheng Yuantian replied, descending rapidly from the extradimensional space to the broken earth, where he sat cross-legged and began to activate the Demon Infant technique to refine the body of the Demon Emperor.
Wang Xuan turned and left, furrowing his brows as he rubbed the lid concealed in his armor with his hand. He pondered how to kill Zheng Yuantian; it was quite difficult now. However, he was not discouraged; he was not alone.
He was the amalgamation of Fang Yuzhu, the Demon Lord Yanyan, Zhang Daoling, and the Founder of the Hades Blood Sect, bearing their extraordinary abilities. If fully activated and unleashed, there would still be a chance.
"Zheng Jueshi is truly extraordinary to withstand this. He's indeed one of the strongest!"
"Of course, a powerhouse who can reach such heights, blessed by destiny, how could he accidentally perish? Even if he vanishes, it will shake the heavens!"
"My ancestor is invincible under the heavens; how could anything happen to him!" Some of Zheng Yuantian's disciples spoke up.
"Yes, Patriarch Zheng has great destiny; he is destined to reshape the new mythology in the future!" someone echoed.
Suddenly, Wang Xuan's heart stirred as he rubbed the furnace lid. When he lightly tapped it with his fingers, he felt a slight pulsation, causing his body to almost freeze in place. He quickly stopped.
Fortunately, the lid soon returned to tranquility.
In the extradimensional space, Hengjun frowned. He felt that the Banner of Ascension had just made a few soft sounds, as if it were... greeting someone!
Something was amiss. Was this the rhythm of a treasure about to emerge? Hengjun's spirits rose instantly!
Puff!
Almost simultaneously, a streak of light traversed the void—a solitary boat appeared above Zheng Yuantian's domain, moving at an astonishing speed. Hengjun's eyes were compelling; he paid no heed to the golden scroll, disregarding Zheng Yuantian's life and death. He directly pounced with the Banner of Ascension, aiming to immobilize the Roaming Ark.
Zheng Yuantian was also shaken. The Roaming Ark appeared in the high sky within his domain. If he weren't injured, this would be a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. Nevertheless, he didn't hesitate and soared into the air, aiming to approach the treasure. If he obtained the Roaming Ark, he wouldn't care about the golden scroll anymore; no one in the world could harm him again!
However, reality was cruel. The golden scroll descended first, sweeping him away and leaving him covered in blood.
At the same time, several figures tore through the sky, abruptly appearing and rushing towards the Roaming Ark. Violent energy surged in the void, with intertwining rules as they attempted to imprison the treasure. Moreover, some peerless experts took advantage of the chaos to strike at Zheng Yuantian, attempting to snatch the remnants of the Demon Emperor and his True Essence from his hands. Already heavily injured, Zheng Yuantian coughed up blood profusely and was sent flying, his heart sinking. The situation today was turning unfavorable for him!
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