With My Words, Let Heaven and Earth's Decrees Coalesce

Only a single breath had passed, yet it felt as though an entire day had gone by. Watching the six Yin Gods perish before their very eyes, everyone felt as if they were trapped in a dream. Six Yin Gods, utterly incapable of putting up a fight, slaughtered with effortless ease. That overwhelming suppression had rendered Yin Gods powerless to resist. Aside from a Divine Domain, the white-robed woman could think of no possible explanation. Only a Great Venerable could manifest a Divine Domain. How had the Blood-Robed Sword God suddenly become a Great Venerable? Her thoughts were in utter turmoil. True Monarch Dazhi, meanwhile, wore a pensive expression. Xu Tongchen was unfazed, having seen far too much already. What did this count for? Back then, the impact of the falling sun had been truly earth-shattering. "Father is so amazing!" Qi Jianjun clenched her tiny pink fists, looking thoroughly smug, without the slightest hint of a Yin God's aloofness. The members of the suona troupe behind her looked on with fanatical devotion. Qi Yuan reached out, and seven or eight storage bags flew into his hand. His divine sense swept through them, and a smile reached his eyes. "The stolen goods are confiscated." He was delighted. *Now that's what I call a true white moonlight!* Inside these storage bags were six Heaven-grade arts, and more importantly, two of them were mid-tier Heaven-grade—each worth ten low-tier ones. "Seeing as you were so sensible, I grant special permission for you to settle in Wangyue Continent and become part of it." Qi Yuan gazed down at the corpses of the Yin Gods. Under his gaze, the bodies dissolved into something like fertilizer, melting into the dust. "'Yin Gods' are not unfeeling things; falling as spring mud, they better tend the flowers," Qi Yuan could not resist reciting. These Yin Gods were truly good people. Wangyue Continent had originally been broken and barren; aside from the Grand Priest, it could not support even a single Purple Mansion cultivator. Now, with this extra fertilizer, it was truly a blessing for the realm. The white-robed woman looked at the scene, struck speechless for a long time. Just then, Qi Yuan closed his eyes. The others watched him, not daring to utter a word. A breath later, he opened them again. "There are still thirteen million Moluo Clan troops left to deal with." Hearing this, the white-robed woman said in haste, "I will lead people to deal with the remaining Moluo forces myself." Wangyue Continent's native forces could never withstand the Moluo army. Only as a Yin God, running everywhere and killing relentlessly, could she wipe out over ten million Moluo warriors. "Why bother with so much trouble?" Qi Yuan chuckled. "Since they dared to enter my home, they can all stay behind as fertilizer for the flowers." The white-robed woman looked puzzled. The Blood-Robed Sword God was strong—possessing the might of a Great Venerable—but exterminating such a vast army without accidentally destroying Wangyue Continent would undoubtedly be immensely difficult. Unless he planned on relying on brute force. At that moment, Qi Yuan took to the sky once more, his blood-red robe fluttering loudly in the wind. The light of the sun and moon seemed to freeze in that instant, converging upon Qi Yuan alone. A vast, resounding voice echoed across the world. "All living beings of the earth, all myriad things, are under my control." The Ancient Qi Toon Tree shuddered, and snow danced wildly through the air. Rivers reversed their courses, and great deserts surged like oceans. Every living being across Wangyue Continent involuntarily turned their eyes toward Qi Yuan's direction. Humans, animals, demonic beasts—their eyes burned with fervor, their expressions filled with awe and reverence. The immense voice echoed across the entire continent. All across the land, the Moluo armies looked up at the sky in complete confusion. At the Canglan Realm outpost on Wangyue Continent, Gu Xiaoyao, possessing a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment, looked up with bewildered eyes. "What is this?" The Divine Infant cultivators were equally perplexed, having no idea what was unfolding. "This is... the voice of the Blood-Robed Sword God!" a prodigy gritted out, his voice trembling uncontrollably. They did not know what was about to happen, but they could sense that something terrifying was imminent. The white-robed woman's eyes went wide. She stared at Qi Yuan, her eyes filled with incomprehension. She clearly perceived the world's origin trembling, bursting with vigorous activity. How could the Blood-Robed Sword God make the very world origin boil? Even a Great Venerable could not achieve such a feat. The vast voice sounded once more. "With my words, let Heaven and Earth's decrees coalesce! "Lord of Thunder, Mother of Lightning, Five Sacred Mountains and river valleys, creations of Heaven and Earth, all heed my command! "Slay the Moluo!" As the monumental voice rang out, the whole of Wangyue Continent transformed into a divine prison in an instant. Across the heavens, the sun and moon lost their light, and the starry sky was blotted out by black clouds. Thunder rumbled within the clouds like the roaring of colossal beasts and the snarling of monstrous gods. Amidst the clouds, two innate deities manifested out of thin air, condensed from the will of the Heavenly Dao. "The Lord of Thunder obeys the decree!" "The Mother of Lightning obeys the decree!" Deep within the mountains and the Five Sacred Mountains, rumbling explosions sounded like the awakening and roaring of ancient gods. "The Five Sacred Mountains obey the decree!" All things in the world, every living creation, were stirred into action upon receiving the mandate of the Heavenly Dao. "The Wei River obeys the decree!" "The Xuanyuan Forbidden Ground obeys the decree!" "Tianjue obeys the decree!" All living beings and phenomena seemed to gain souls in this moment, awakening from their slumber to answer the Heavenly Dao's will. *Snap.* A crisp snap of fingers echoed. "Strike up the music!" A sharp light flashed in True Monarch Dazhi's eyes. The desolate, joyous, and heroic sound of the suona resonated. The white-robed woman froze for an instant before hurriedly joining in the music. Across the entirety of Wangyue Continent, terrifying figures manifested one after another. They were like innate deities awakening from the ancient past. "By the mandate of Heaven, slay the Moluo!" Thunderbolts ripped through the sky, finally bringing light to the darkened world. Across the heavens, dense arrays of lightning pierced through space. Looking up, the terrifying spectacle was thousands, tens of thousands of times more shocking than an intergalactic war. Countless lightning bolts, accompanied by terrifying silhouettes, crashed down upon the Moluo army. Across the world, over ten million Moluo troops had no idea what was happening before they were baptized by divine lightning and suppressed by the Five Sacred Mountains and valleys. No matter how they resisted, no matter how they fled, it was utterly futile. For they were fighting the entire world! How could they ever defeat an entire world? "Thunder?" "Heaven is enraged!" "Wuu... so many gods!" "These are manifestations of the world's will!" "Heaven is blind!" "It's over, everything is finished! This world's Heavenly Dao... has been devoured by a terrifying almighty expert!" "How can we fight the might of Heaven and Earth?" In just three breaths of time, over ten million Moluo soldiers scattered across the world were entirely wiped out. Heaven and Earth continued to tremble, and the world origin rejoiced, seemingly brimming with excitement for its supreme master. "Those who trespass upon my Wangyue Continent shall be slain without mercy!" The voice resonated across the four seas, the eight wildernesses, and to the ends of the earth. At the Canglan Realm outpost, the prodigies who had witnessed the awakening of innate deities and the sky filled with divine thunder went pale. "Run!" "The Blood-Robed Sword God isn't human!" At this moment, the prodigies and Divine Infant cultivators could not care less about the great tribulation or the outpost. They scrambled to flee back to the Canglan Realm. What had just happened was far too terrifying. It defied all understanding. All they knew was that it was absolute horror. Back in the valley, Qi Yuan looked back at the group behind him. "The killing is done. Time to head back." Qi Jianjun looked at Qi Yuan, her eyes curving into crescents. "Hehe, turns out I really am Father's flesh and blood." Jiang Ya stood behind them in stunned silence. She had only ever read of such a scene in ancient records. The Heavenly Dao... only the Heavenly Dao could explain this. Was the Blood-Robed Sword God an almighty expert who had devoured Wangyue Continent's Heavenly Dao? The white-robed woman's body trembled. At this moment, she understood everything. She finally understood why the Blood-Robed Sword God had asked her those questions by the lake. The Blood-Robed Sword God before her was no ordinary mortal. He was a ruthless god who dared to swallow the Heavenly Dao! With him hiding in Wangyue Continent, even the great tribulation of the Canglan Realm might not dare to extend here. *** At the Blood-Robed Alliance. A cloud of worry hung over Meishan's face. Inside the hall, dozens of Purple Mansion cultivators were gathered, their expressions grim. This meeting was called to figure out how to handle Shuiyun Palace and the conflict between the Blood-Robed Sword God and Venerable Yeqiong. Unfortunately, only two-thirds of the members had arrived; one-third of the Purple Mansion experts had failed to show up, and the implications were obvious. "I didn't expect Venerable Yunju to hold back Shuiyun Palace. We must remember this favor," Meishan said. Shuiyun Palace had come aggressively. With the foundation of a Yin God backing them, the fledgling Blood-Robed Alliance stood no chance. "Venerable Yunju can stall Shuiyun Palace for a time, but not forever. "Once the battle between Venerable Yeqiong and the Alliance Leader is decided, I fear Shuiyun Palace will..." An old man sighed, his face full of grief. They had finally found an Alliance Leader to weather the tribulation together, only for his fate to hang by a thread so soon. "It is all my fault. I should have persuaded the Alliance Leader not to offend Venerable Yeqiong. "With both Venerable Yeqiong and Venerable Youqing moving against him this time, the Alliance Leader's chances of survival are slim." The Court Master of Yunzhong Court sighed with deep self-reproach. "Alas, we cannot enter the Void Realm and have no way of knowing the outcome." "Those two old bastards, Venerable Yeqiong and Venerable Youqing, using their seniority to bully the young and ganging up two against one to sever the roots of our Cuiyun Continent—it is utterly despicable!" another old man fumed, his face twisted in rage. "Now is not the time for self-blame. We must think about how to survive this calamity," Meishan said, turning to Xu Yeli. "Old Xu, what do you think?" Xu Yeli raised an eyebrow. "Who has won and who has lost remains to be seen. "I believe the Blood-Robed Sword God will prevail." A stir ran through the hall. After all, the Blood-Robed Sword God had been ambushed by two Yin Gods. For two Yin Gods to mount an ambush, they must have made flawless preparations. Just then, a Divine Infant cultivator rushed into the hall in a panic. "Disaster! A Yin God has arrived!" Meishan froze, instinctively asking, "Which one?" "Venerable Huxiao!" the cultivator blurted out the name. Meishan's heart sank, his face turning ashen as though in mourning. "A Venerable has come to slaughter us?" Venerable Huxiao was the father of the Palace Master's wife of Shuiyun Palace—a towering Yin God. Why else would he suddenly appear, if not to slaughter them? Yet Meishan was puzzled. A Yin God had arrived... why hadn't he attacked yet? "Where is he?" Fleeing was out of the question, so Meishan asked in sorrow. "Venerable Huxiao is waiting outside the hall and sent me in to report!" The Divine Infant cultivator had never seen a Yin God before and was already scared out of his wits. Meishan was dumbfounded. A Yin God was waiting outside the hall? How could something so absurd happen? "Quick, go see what is going on!" Meishan rushed outside, and the Purple Mansion cultivators in the room scrambled to follow. That was a Yin God. If they made him wait too long and provoked his anger, he might slaughter them all! Dozens of Purple Mansion experts rushed outside the hall. They immediately saw an old man with crane-white hair and a youthful complexion, standing respectfully outside the entrance. Had they not felt the terrifying aura radiating from him, they would never have believed he was a Yin God. "Greetings, Venerable Huxiao!" The group of Purple Mansion experts bowed respectfully, their hearts trembling. They had vaguely heard that Venerable Huxiao possessed a terrible temper. "No need for ceremonies, no need! Everyone here is a fellow Daoist; this old man cannot accept such courtesy." Venerable Huxiao chuckled warmly, his smile radiating benevolence. Meishan and the other Purple Mansion experts were bewildered. They could not fathom what game Venerable Huxiao was playing—his attitude was far too bizarre. At that moment, a look of profound grief and regret appeared on Venerable Huxiao's face. "A father bears the blame for failing to discipline his child! That wretched woman Ling Jiao was arrogant and insolent, offending Senior Blood-Robed Sword God. For Senior to kill her was well deserved, absolutely deserved!" With a wave of his sleeve, two Purple Mansion cultivators crashed to the ground. One was a man, the other a woman. Both were bound in ropes, covered head to toe in wounds, looking utterly wretched. Seeing them, Meishan's pupils contracted. These two were none other than the Palace Master of Shuiyun Palace and his wife, both late Purple Mansion cultivators. For Venerable Huxiao to bind them and drag them here was completely baffling. "This old man had been in secluded cultivation, completely detached from worldly affairs for three hundred years. "Little did I expect that the moment I emerged, I would learn these two colluded with Venerable Yeqiong to plot against the Blood-Robed Sword God. "I have already crippled their cultivation and brought them to the Blood-Robed Alliance to await Senior Blood-Robed Sword God's judgment!" As he spoke, Venerable Huxiao lashed his whip across the Palace Master's body. A terrifying, bloody gash tore open. The strike carried a spiritual assault that ordinary cultivators could never endure, yet the Palace Master of Shuiyun Palace lay like a dead pig, unable to utter a sound. Before a Yin God, the life and death of a late Purple Mansion cultivator was entirely subject to another's whim. Meishan remained silent, his mind reeling, completely at a loss. Could it be... the Blood-Robed Sword God had defeated Venerable Yeqiong? Even so, why would a veteran figure like Venerable Huxiao humble himself to this extent? Amidst their confusion, the spiritual energy of Heaven and Earth began to gather. Every Purple Mansion cultivator felt the spiritual qi churn, as if great figures were descending. High in the sky, one terrifying silhouette after another appeared. "Venerable Qingmei requests an audience with Senior Blood-Robed Sword God!" "Venerable Leichen requests an audience with Senior Blood-Robed Sword God!" "Venerable Yunju requests an audience with Senior Blood-Robed Sword God!" "So many Yin Gods... Heavens, what on earth has happened?!" All the Purple Mansion cultivators were shaken to their core. For these legendary Venerables to gather at the Blood-Robed Alliance, seeking an audience with the Blood-Robed Sword God—how could they not be stunned? *** *Shocking: Four Gods Descend, Gathering at the Blood-Robed Alliance!* "Just moments ago, four Yin Gods gathered at the Blood-Robed Alliance. The specific reasons remain unknown. To find out what happens next, stay tuned!" "??" "Four Yin Gods gathered at the Blood-Robed Alliance? What happened? Tell us the rest!" "Dammit, why did you stop there!" "You punk, if this old man finds out where you live, I'll destroy you with a spell!" A single post drew the attention of countless people. After all, the gathering of four Yin Gods at the Blood-Robed Alliance was an earth-shattering event. Under normal circumstances, Yin Gods rarely showed themselves; ninety-nine percent of cultivators never laid eyes upon an exalted Yin God in their entire lifetimes, knowing them only through legend. On the Divine Flower Society forum, a post by a Divine Infant cultivator would draw countless flatterers. Now, four Yin Gods were gathering at the Blood-Robed Alliance—how could people not let their imaginations run wild? Especially after the recent friction between Shuiyun Palace and the Blood-Robed Alliance, and the rumors that Venerable Yeqiong and Venerable Youqing had joined forces against the Blood-Robed Sword God. Could it be that the situation had taken an unexpected turn? Cultivators everywhere were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, too distracted to cultivate as they constantly refreshed the forum. The thread was flooded with all kinds of claims. Some theorized that a powerful Yin God artifact was hidden within the Blood-Robed Alliance, prompting several Yin Gods to fight over it. Others claimed to have seen Venerable Huxiao hanging his son-in-law, the Palace Master of Shuiyun Palace, outside the alliance gates. Contradictory rumors ran rampant. Meanwhile, in the Divine Flower Four Emperors group: Rogue Celestial Venerable was beside himself with worry. "Big Sister Iceberg Overlord Woman, do you know what's going on? Is Origin Celestial Venerable all right? He should be fine, right?" Ever since Shuiyun Palace declared war on the Blood-Robed Alliance, Rogue Celestial Venerable had been pacing frantically like an ant on hot stones. Unfortunately, his meager strength left him powerless to intervene in matters of such scale. Iceberg Overlord Woman posted in the group: "Do you remember Origin Celestial Venerable mentioning that he achieved a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment?" "Isn't it completely normal for an expert like him to have a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment?" Rogue Celestial Venerable asked in surprise, unsure of what she was getting at. "What I mean is, his Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment is a *literal* Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment!" "What?" Rogue Celestial Venerable was thoroughly baffled. A Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment was just a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment; what did she mean by a *literal* one? "He... devoured a world's Heavenly Dao to build his foundation!" Iceberg Overlord Woman posted grimly. "What?! He swallowed Heaven itself?" Rogue Celestial Venerable was horrified. "Devouring a Heavenly Dao... is he even human?!" It defied all imagination. Cultivators who built their foundation with Heaven Vein Qi were beings he could only look up to for the rest of his life. To swallow an entire Heavenly Dao... What kind of concept was that? Well, Rogue Celestial Venerable had no concept for it at all. Still, a terrifying entity capable of devouring a realm's Heavenly Dao had to be vastly more powerful than any Yin God. "Origin Celestial Venerable doesn't eat people, does he?" Rogue Celestial Venerable shuddered. If he could eat Heaven itself, snacking on a person probably wouldn't be out of the question, right? Just then, Iceberg Overlord Woman asked with deep gravity, "Do you remember what realm Origin Celestial Venerable claimed to be in?" "Origin Core!" Rogue Celestial Venerable replied. Back then, Origin Celestial Venerable had pretended to be a minor Origin Core shrimp when meeting him in person. Only for him to turn around and reveal himself as an almighty Purple Mansion expert. That had already been terrifying enough. Later, when he heard that the Blood-Robed Sword God wiped out the Palace of Light, Rogue Celestial Venerable had gone completely numb. That was already demonstrating the might of a Yin God. And now he was devouring the Heavenly Dao? As a lowly shrimp, Rogue Celestial Venerable believed Big Sister Iceberg Overlord Woman without a shred of doubt. "Do you remember what kind of Golden Core Origin Celestial Venerable said he formed?" "Origin Celestial Venerable mentioned it on the forum once. He seemed to say it was a star... Golden Core." Typing those words, Rogue Celestial Venerable felt a dryness in his throat. "Do you think... is it possible that Origin Celestial Venerable's Golden Core is literally the sun in the sky?" Iceberg Overlord Woman asked in the group. Rogue Celestial Venerable's mind went completely blank. In the past, he would have called it impossible. Yet Origin Celestial Venerable had shattered his understanding of reality time and time again. Could someone truly refine a sun into a Golden Core? How... how could that be possible? He blinked, looking up toward the sun in the sky. He could not begin to comprehend how powerful one had to be to turn the sun into a Golden Core. Suddenly, a realization struck him. "Back when that extra sun appeared in the sky... wasn't that right when Origin Celestial Venerable said he broke through to the Origin Core realm?"