jdhmnovel Chapter 684: Surprise Change
Chapter 684: Surprise Change
The three sects in the upper realm, claiming to be the orthodox heavenly way and the master of the universe, attempted to strangle Yun Yao, the inheritor of the Hongmeng bloodline, at the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference on trumped-up charges. The remnants of the Blood Demon Sect, dormant for a long time, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, seized the opportunity to stir up a storm in this gathering and make the situation completely out of control.
On the day of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, the Xingxuan Sect's venue was like a fairyland suspended in the sea of clouds, with fairy clouds lingering and spiritual mists lingering. There were many peaks, and pavilions and towers were arranged in an orderly manner. The eaves and brackets were all beautifully carved, and the dragon and phoenix patterns seemed to be flying, showing the transcendence and majestic spirit of the upper world. In the middle of the venue, a magnificent platform rose from the ground. The platform was paved with spiritual crystals, reflecting colorful rays of light. This was the judgment seat, and Yun Yao's fate today hung on it.
Around the high platform, there was a sea of people, and the monks of various sects were dressed in robes of various colors, with fluttering sleeves. Some sects' clothes were embroidered with gold and silver, showing luxury; others were simple and plain, but exuding a sense of simplicity and mystery. People were whispering to each other, with different expressions. Some were curious, staring with wide eyes, hoping to see the true appearance of the legendary Hongmeng bloodline; some were fearful, frowning, secretly guarding against possible changes; and there were also those with ulterior motives, their eyes flickered, hiding murderous intent.
Above the clouds, the three sect leaders of the upper realm sat high, their spiritual light seemed to materialize their majesty, covering their bodies. The Tianyuan Sect leader in the middle had white hair but a stern face, his eyes were like cold stars, emitting endless pressure, the whisk in his hand seemed gentle, but it contained the power of heaven and earth, and every silver thread could penetrate gold and stone; the Lingxiao Sect leader on the left had a burly and strong figure, his red face was like burning clouds, his armor was shining, and he exuded a strong murderous aura; the Yuqing Sect leader on the right had a thin face, eyes as deep as the sea, and a green robe that moved with the wind, revealing an elusive mystery.
The Heavenly Dao Monument was suspended in the center, like an ancient giant beast, exuding an ancient, vicissitudes, and oppressive atmosphere. The body of the monument was as dark as ink, and the runes on it flickered, as if the stars were dancing, but it was also cold and chilling. Yun Yao's "crime" appeared clearly on the monument, and every word seemed to be stained with blood, revealing endless accusations: "With the blood of Hongmeng, you tried to subvert the Heavenly Dao, and your soul should be scattered!" The crime seemed to have a spirit, and the light was dazzling, as if it was going to nail Yun Yao's fate to the ground.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen entered the venue, like two meteors breaking into the quiet night sky, instantly attracting everyone's attention. Yun Yao was dressed in a white dress whiter than snow, with long black hair like a waterfall, tied up with only a jade hairpin, her face was beautiful but firm. Her eyes seemed to hide the stars, deep and bright, and she was scanning the whole audience at this moment, without any fear. The sword at her waist, the hilt was inlaid with a blue spirit crystal, and runes were faintly visible on the sword body. It was the Hongmeng Sword that carried the power of Hongmeng. Chu Mochen's posture was as straight as a pine tree, his black robe rustled, his sword eyebrows and starry eyes were cold and resolute. His right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, which was the Life Star Sword inherited by the Chu Mo family. The cold light on the sword body complemented his eyes, as if ready to be unsheathed and drink blood at any time.
As soon as the two stood still, there was a faint commotion in the crowd. The remnants of the Blood Evil Sect were like ghosts, quietly hiding in the crowd. Seeing that the time had come, they all attacked. The leader, wearing a black robe and a blood-red hideous mask on his face, quickly formed seals with his hands, and in an instant, a strong bloody smell spread. Then, he shouted loudly and took out a "Blood Evil Nuclear Bomb" from his sleeve - a bomb made of the spiritual cores of dozens of Divine Transformation Realm monks. The bomb was like a burning blood ball, and the runes around it were spinning wildly, absorbing the spiritual power around it, like a bottomless black hole, instantly making the spiritual power in the venue chaotic.
"Boom boom boom!" The explosion resounded through the sky, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was splitting. The violent energy wave was like a raging tsunami, sweeping in all directions. Wherever it went, the stands collapsed, huge rocks flew, and the monks screamed in fear and fled in all directions. Some monks were blown away by the air wave and vomited blood; some monks' robes were torn, their spiritual power was out of control, and the light around them flickered, like a candle in the wind.
Yun Yao remained calm in the face of danger, her eyes instantly sharp as an eagle. She cried out, and the power of Hongmeng in her body surged like a flood. Her hands danced quickly, forming a complex spell, and the Hongmeng Sky Ring in front of her shone brightly, like a dazzling sun. The sky ring spun rapidly, releasing a colorful protective shield that enveloped her and Chu Mochen. The protective shield was like a layer of tough glass, with runes flowing on the surface, blocking the impact of the explosion wave by wave. With each impact, the protective shield rippled, but it was always as solid as a rock.
"Xinggui, do it!" Yun Yao gritted her teeth and sent a message to Xinggui who was hiding in the dark through the Hongmeng terminal. Xinggui received the order and moved through the chaotic venue like a phantom. She was wearing a tight black dress, her blue hair dancing in the wind, and the mechanical eye on her left eye flashed a faint blue light, revealing a cold technological texture. She held a small black box in her hand. This was her specially made "psychic jammer", which could temporarily cut off the connection between spiritual power and magic weapons.
Xinggui seized the opportunity, and while everyone's attention was distracted by the explosion, she flashed and approached the Heavenly Dao Monument. She attached the jammer to the bottom of the monument and quickly input the command. The jammer instantly released a strange wave, like an invisible silk thread, entwining the Heavenly Dao Monument. The runes on the monument flashed wildly like a disturbed swarm of bees, and the light became chaotic.
At the same time, Yun Yao tapped her toes lightly, like a light swallow, and stepped onto the trial platform. Every step she took seemed to step on the hearts of the people, and the venue instantly became quiet, with only the roar of energy collision and the tense breathing of the people interweaving. She moved lightly until her fingertips pressed on the Heavenly Dao Monument, and the monument seemed to feel a strong provocation and trembled violently.
"The so-called heavenly way is nothing but a lie you built with the blood of my people!" Yun Yao's voice was like a bell, echoing in every corner of the venue. Her words were like a sharp sword, piercing straight to the three sect masters of the upper realm. When everyone heard it, they were all shocked and their eyes turned to the three powerful men above the clouds.
The faces of the three sect leaders changed drastically, as if someone had exposed their shame in public. The Tianyuan Sect leader stood up suddenly, waved the whisk in his hand, and a sharp energy was like a rainbow piercing the sun, rushing straight to Yun Yao's face. The Lingxiao Sect leader roared, and the armor on his body shone brightly, as if a god of war descended to the earth. He rushed down, raised the big knife in his hand high, and wanted to cut Yun Yao down with a thousand-pound force. The Yuqing Sect leader narrowed his eyes, and quickly formed seals with his hands. Ice spikes were like hidden weapons, shooting at Yun Yao from all directions, blocking all her escape routes.
Seeing this, Chu Mochen's eyes shone, and he rushed forward without hesitation. He drew out the Star Sword in his hand, like a dragon coming out of the sea, and let out a crisp dragon roar. The star runes on the sword body shone brightly, and he used the exquisite swordsmanship of the Chu Mo family, "Chasing the Stars and the Moon", and the sword shadows were like stars in the sky, blocking the attacks in front of Yun Yao one by one. Every time the sword collided with the energy and ice, it was like thunder and sparks flew.
On the other side of the star track, the jammer successfully hacked into the control system of the Heavenly Dao Monument. In an instant, the image inside the Heavenly Dao Monument was projected in the air in the venue. Inside the monument, densely packed bones of the Hongmeng tribe piled up like a mountain, each bone exuding ancient vicissitudes, as if silently telling the tragic events of the past. On the bones, runes flickered, which were the spells of genocide that imprisoned the soul.
The whole place was in uproar, as if a pot had exploded. The monks looked shocked and angry, whispering to each other and discussing.
"How could this be? This Heavenly Dao Monument is such a bloody thing!"
"The Heavenly Dao that we have always respected is so cruel and unjust..."
The disciples of the three sects in the upper realm also looked confused and hesitant at this moment, and there was a bit more doubt and questioning in their eyes when they looked at their own sect leader.
Above the clouds, the three sect leaders were furious, but they were in a dilemma. They looked at each other, a look of determination flashed in their eyes, and they simultaneously summoned the "Zhan Dao Sword". The three swords were like sharp blades that could split the sky, and the light from the swords seemed to tear the sky apart, converging into a terrifying torrent of sword energy, pointing directly at Yun Yao's brows. Wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, and black space cracks appeared, like the mouth of a giant beast that was choosing its prey.
Yun Yao was in a desperate situation, but it seemed that this life-and-death crisis had stimulated the deeper power of Hongmeng in her body. She closed her eyes tightly and concentrated her mind. Suddenly, a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, and the true power of the Hongmeng Clan - "rewriting cause and effect" was like a dusty ancient book, being slowly opened.
She cried out, her fingertips dancing rapidly on the Heavenly Dao Monument, as if writing the Book of Destiny. Every stroke she made carried the brilliant light of the power of Hongmeng, which merged into the runes on the monument like a lively tadpole. The spell that originally read "genocide" gradually twisted and changed under her pen, and finally turned into the word "return".
In an instant, the entire upper world seemed to be shaken by an invisible giant hand. In the sky, the law runes were like broken glass, falling one after another. The clouds seemed to be blown away by the strong wind, revealing the gray "pseudo-heavenly space" behind. The real heavenly way was just the core of the Hongmeng race floating in the chaos, like the first ray of dawn of the universe, revealing endless mystery and vastness.
The monks in the upper realms watched all this in horror, like ants witnessing the collapse of the sky. Their spiritual powers were like wild horses running out of control, and the weaker ones even collapsed to the ground, foaming at the mouth, with faces full of horror.
Yun Yao took this opportunity and with a wave of her jade hand, she put the Heavenly Dao Tablet into the Galaxy Wheel. The Galaxy Wheel was like a bottomless black hole, instantly swallowing up the Heavenly Dao Tablet. Then, the phantoms of the sealed tribesmen turned into light spots and merged into her spiritual veins like wanderers returning home. Yun Yao felt that the power in her body was like a surging river, surging endlessly, and the aura of the late Cave Void Realm was like a tsunami erupting, sweeping around.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the three sect leaders activated the "mutual destruction formation" like trapped beasts in a desperate situation. Their bodies spun rapidly, and the seals in their hands were extremely complicated. The spiritual power in their bodies was like a burning flame, rushing madly into the ground. In an instant, huge cracks appeared on the ground of the venue, like a huge mouth of the abyss, and magma gushed out from it. The hot breath seemed to be able to melt everything.
Yun Yao sneered, as if she had expected all this. She quickly formed seals with her hands and performed the "space isolation technique" that combined technology and cultivation. A small disc appeared in front of her, with runes flashing on the surface of the disc, like a precision instrument. As she injected spiritual power, the disc spun rapidly, releasing silver space forces, as if woven into a dense net.
The net wrapped the self-destructive energy layer by layer, as if compressing a tiny world. The originally violent energy gradually calmed down in the net, like a tamed beast.
Yun Yao turned her head, blinked at Chu Mochen, and said playfully: "The skills I learned from blowing up test tubes in the laboratory can come in handy today." Chu Mochen looked at her, his eyes full of pampering and satisfaction, and nodded gently.
This shocking change, like a storm, completely changed the pattern of the upper world, and also made the legend of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen move forward in an even more unknown direction...