The monarch possessed a scholarly demeanor, his face pale and beardless. Even though he was within the ancient mirror, Meng Qi could still sense an overwhelming majesty as heavy as mountains and as vast as oceans. The surging aura came like violent winds and raging waves, making Meng Qi’s soul and physical form feel like a flickering candle in the wind, nearly extinguished.
Another Law Body!
A finger radiating a hazy green light flicked toward Meng Qi’s forehead. It was crystalline like jade and as hard as diamond, all its strength fully condensed at the fingertip without the slightest leakage outward, as if forming a seed. It neither pierced through space nor created a sound, yet if it landed, its power would erupt instantly, obliterating everything with irresistible force.
Meng Qi had no time to think. His body suddenly expanded, mimicking the heavens and earth. With a shake of his right hand, the orange-yellow flame saber surged forth, its inner flames condensing, entire worlds collapsing into a vortex at the tip of the blade. This vortex emitted no light or color because anything that touched it was absorbed and devoured, leaving nothing to reflect back.
Confronted with this sudden and devastating attack, Meng Qi instinctively chose to unleash “Return All Things to Void (Wanwu Fan Xu)” at full power—meeting force with force, concentration with concentration.
Suddenly, the eternal winds within the Four Symbols Hall froze. The white walls and black tiles, the green bricks and red pillars, all lost their colors, covered in a gray haze.
The saber and finger both slowed, inching forward. Yet compared to the near stillness around them, they moved as fast as lightning.
They crept forward and met precisely in the boundless void, the fingertip striking the dark vortex.
The heavens suddenly brightened. The turbulent sea of primal energy abruptly appeared, boiling and surging. Cracks emerged, tearing the sea of energy into fragments, and a pitch-black “mouth” opened, devouring everything. Then boundless light erupted, filling the vortex, threatening to tear it apart!
Yet all of this happened in silence, like shadow plays and puppet shows without sound.
Boom!
A thunderous explosion rang out, as if thousands of lightning bolts had struck simultaneously. Instantly, everything returned to normal. Shockwaves surged outward, black and white tinged with red and green, while the vortex and light canceled each other out.
The vortex shattered, unleashing golden flames that burned the sea of primal energy and scattered currents, quickly spreading to the green-lit ancient mirror, melting and consuming it entirely.
The Four Symbols Hall remained undamaged. Meng Qi braced himself against the great beam, his feet planted firmly on the blue bricks. He turned and extended his right hand to seize the Four Symbols Seal, which resembled a jade box.
He clearly understood that this strike alone could not truly repel a Law Body expert. He had only benefited from the opponent’s long-range attack.
The Law Body realm was an entirely different level, with a gap even wider than that between an Outer Scenery and an Open窍 practitioner. Without a divine weapon or a grand formation, confronting a fully empowered Law Body would render even an army of Outer Scenery experts utterly ineffective. Even with a divine weapon in hand, Meng Qi dared not claim he could withstand ten strikes from a Law Body. To seize the Four Symbols Seal and the Heaven-Sundering Seal amid such formidable opponents, he had to rely on one crucial advantage—the element of surprise!
The initiative to enter the Jade Void Palace first, to step into the Four Symbols Hall and Heaven-Sundering Hall before the others!
If he lost this initiative and was overtaken by the Law Bodies, even the mighty Duke Huan would be hard-pressed to hold off two of them. Then Meng Qi could only hope for the scenario where “when the snipe and the clam grapple, the fisherman profits”—the classic struggle between two rivals benefiting a third party.
Therefore, he absolutely could not delay. He must seize the opportunity and charge forward relentlessly. If entangled and slowed, his chances of failure would exceed eighty percent!
At that moment, green light reappeared, and the ancient mirror emerged again, blocking Meng Qi’s path.
Inside the mirror, the scholarly monarch remained expressionless, raising his right hand with solemn majesty. His palm transformed into a saber, slashing downward with all his Law Body power focused at a single point. Before the palm saber, space collapsed, forming a pitch-black vortex capable of destroying everything—a terrifying sight.
Wanwu Fan Xu?
Wanwu Fan Xu!
Meng Qi’s eyes narrowed, his mind stunned. This strike was actually Wanwu Fan Xu!
Was he naturally proficient in Wanwu Fan Xu, or had he learned it from Meng Qi after a single exchange?
Thoughts raced through his mind, but Meng Qi had no time to discern. No one understood the terror of Wanwu Fan Xu better than himself. When refined to its depths, it could create a real black hole. If one reached the other shore, the black hole could become a source of destruction capable of devouring entire universes. Thus, it was one of Meng Qi’s most relied-upon offensive techniques.
Now, executed by a Law Body whose cultivation and strength surpassed his own, the attack would undoubtedly be even more powerful than before. It could not be confronted directly!
As the palm saber descended, Meng Qi felt his face sting from afar, as if being pulled forward. Without hesitation, he slashed his flame saber forward, layers of flames and dimensions unfolding, turning inches into miles.
Cracks echoed through the air as space fractured layer by layer, like shattering colored glaze.
Before the palm saber, the vortex expanded slowly with unstoppable force, devouring everything in its path. The speed of destruction gradually overtook Meng Qi’s ability to generate flame-induced dimensions!
Furrowing his brows, Meng Qi suddenly inhaled deeply, opening each of his body’s apertures, releasing one universe after another. Above his head stretched a vast starry sky, dazzling and boundless, dreamlike and profound. Behind him loomed an endless void, where three great suns could barely be seen. Before his body hovered golden crows and jade rabbits, while a tree grew from nothingness, each leaf a separate world. Beneath his feet lay an endless land—Heavenly Round and Earthly Square.
Beyond these, countless similar universes emerged—some containing galaxies, others entire star systems. Their reflections rippled like water waves, making Meng Qi seem like the nexus of a multiverse.
All of this swiftly contracted, diving into Meng Qi’s body, surrounding him in chaos and darkness.
Thanks to the inch-is-a-mile technique, Meng Qi finally completed his saber strike’s buildup!
A flash of saber light blazed forth, cleaving through the darkness, unstoppable as it slashed forward, striking the fully expanded destructive vortex.
Silently, the vortex split in two.
At the end of destruction came rebirth—a new era of heaven-sundering and earth-shaping!
The vortex flew to both sides, striking the white walls. In any other place, such an impact might have caused disasters lasting for years, but within the Jade Void Palace, nothing was damaged.
The saber light pierced the vortex, then inevitably faded, revealing Meng Qi’s figure. His skin and muscles bore numerous small wounds—not serious, but shocking to behold.
At that moment, Meng Qi sensed two Law Bodies rapidly approaching—one clad in dark black robes, ancient and aged; the other with double pupils in his eyes, nearing middle age, exuding casual elegance. Approaching from different directions, both seemed at ease, as if they could step into the Four Symbols Hall with a single breath.
He couldn’t let them catch up. A chill ran through Meng Qi’s heart. Without hesitation, he strode toward the Four Symbols Seal.
Yet again, green light flickered, and within it, an ancient mirror floated and sank. The monarch within the mirror remained scholarly but stern, raising his right hand once more. The palm saber reappeared, and the heavens and earth darkened.
Suddenly, an extreme sense of danger surged in Meng Qi’s heart. Without thinking, he transformed with the wind, vanishing into the void, leaving a clone behind.
The palm saber struck, like a white line splitting the darkness, cleaving space itself. In an instant, it severed Meng Qi’s clone in two, even slicing Meng Qi out of the void, clanging against his divine treasure flame saber, sending it flying, splitting his tiger’s mouth, numbing his right hand, and briefly robbing him of sensation.
Heaven-Sundering and Earth-Shaping!
This slash was Heaven-Sundering and Earth-Shaping!
Whether in speed or power, it surpassed Meng Qi’s own usage of Heaven-Sundering and Earth-Shaping!
This monarch seemed to have learned his opponent’s Heaven-Sundering and Earth-Shaping after another exchange!
If Meng Qi hadn’t evaded the peak of the attack in advance, he knew he wouldn’t have been able to dodge at all. He would have had to endure it, possibly losing an arm and suffering grave injuries.
Meng Qi caught his divine treasure flame saber with his left hand, sensing that the two Law Bodies outside the hall had drawn even closer, about to catch up and compete with him for the Four Symbols Seal, while the monarch within the ancient mirror raised his palm saber once again.
If he couldn’t break through the obstruction, he would soon lose the initiative!
A normal person would surely grow anxious and restless, their mind unsettled. But Meng Qi’s gaze remained deep and calm, his heart undisturbed. Unhurriedly, he recalled the previous battle, and in an instant, recognized the identity and techniques of the monarch in the mirror—Tang Wenwang, “Three Reflections True Mirror”!
“The Mirror of Reflecting People” could capture an opponent’s image, replicate their techniques, and elevate them to the peak of one’s own cultivation level!
—Knowing that the journey to the Jade Void Palace might involve encounters with the remaining members of the Six Tyrants, Duke Huan had previously informed Meng Qi of their details. Now, after two exchanges, how could Meng Qi fail to recognize him?
“Tang Wenwang doesn’t instantly grasp the subtleties of a technique and master it in one glance. Instead, he directly copies it. Copied techniques often lack fluidity and flexibility, leaving exploitable gaps!”
Observing the monarch’s palm saber in the mirror, Meng Qi had already devised a plan. In a face-to-face battle, this was the only way to escape the Mirror of Reflecting People. But now, the monarch was attacking remotely, and Meng Qi had other methods!
Once he understood it was the Mirror of Reflecting People and confirmed it was a remote attack, a Dharma image suddenly appeared behind Meng Qi—a chaotic realm, neither up nor down, where a Daoist sat deep within, holding an ancient lamp of no color in his palm.
Warm, gentle, entwining rays of light spread everywhere, illuminating the Four Symbols Hall in shifting black and white, revealing the shadows behind the ancient mirror, exposing several faint connections stretching from the mirror into the void, extending into the distance.
Meng Qi swung his divine treasure flame saber with his left hand, its form indistinct and hazy. Before the monarch’s palm saber could strike, he combined the Karma-Adhering Heart Method with a superficial grasp of the Dao’s First Seal, severing those connections.
The saber light was illusory, as if not belonging to this world. The connections snapped.
Outside the Jade Void Palace, Tang Wenwang suddenly took a step back, his ancient mirror before him abruptly blurring and shattering inch by inch!
“The Dao’s First Seal…” He narrowed his eyes, no longer daring to attempt remote attacks. He strode forward, shrinking miles into steps, directly entering the Jade Void Palace.
After severing the connections, Meng Qi quickly calculated the distance between himself and the Four Symbols Seal, the distance of the two Law Bodies outside to the Four Symbols Hall, and their respective speeds. Then, instead of advancing, he retreated, rushing to the hall’s entrance to face the two Law Bodies directly!
Qin Mugong in dark black robes, and Han Wuwang, elegant and carefree, approached from two directions, planning to enter the Four Symbols Hall together, first eliminating the insignificant pest before competing for supremacy!
At that moment, they saw a figure in green robes guarding the entrance, an orange-yellow long saber held before him, his aura heavy and calm, like a mountain, embodying the saying: “One man guards the pass, ten thousand cannot pass!”
Suddenly, countless universes burst from Meng Qi’s apertures—boundless starry seas, golden crows, and jade rabbits. Behind him, the Daoist seated within slowly rose, his right hand holding a heavy, ancient small seal, his left hand gripping a black-and-white swirling ancient mirror. His right foot stepped on the earth, emitting brilliant light, condensing into a yellow flag before his body. His left foot connected to the void, behind him transforming into profound emptiness. His chest bore an ancient purple heart, beating steadily. His eyes held a lamp of ancient, colorless light.
Externally displaying the Eightfold and internally manifesting the Primordial Origin, Meng Qi was using both techniques together for the first time.
In an instant, the universe collapsed, the starry river condensed into one. The small seal, ancient mirror, void, yellow flag, purple heart, and Dao lamp all condensed within the Immortal Primordial Image.
Qin Mugong and Han Wuwang suddenly felt the green-robed man disappear. There seemed to be only a single point where energy, matter, time, space, and causality nearly condensed together.
Bad!
Both Law Bodies had the same thought simultaneously. Qin Mugong manifested his Zhangliu Fashen, with the aura of golden weapons and chariots condensing into layers, overwhelming Meng Qi. At the same time, Han Wuwang stretched out his arms, drawing in points of karmic light, summoning forth two Xuanhuang True Dragons!
They had no time to summon their divine treasures, instinctively responding with their martial arts.
Light.
Boundless light.
Energy transformed into light, erupting outward, expanding space, where tiny things gradually emerged.
The light and flames surged forward like a vast ocean, instantly engulfing Qin Mugong and Han Wuwang.
With a single slash, Meng Qi nearly exhausted himself. Without even looking at the result, he turned and rushed toward the table.
The sea of light and fire split apart. A golden figure, sixteen feet tall, stood atop the waves, while a several-hundred-foot-long Xuanhuang True Dragon coiled and soared through the air—both looking somewhat disheveled.
At this moment, Meng Qi seized the Four Symbols Seal. His body suddenly blurred, vanishing into the void, heading straight for the Heaven-Sundering Hall, ahead of the two Law Bodies.
As he fled, he extended his spiritual sense into the Four Symbols Seal, absorbing a portion of its true meaning.
With his current strength, he still fell short of challenging a Law Body. Therefore, he absolutely could not be greedy. Later, when fighting for the Heaven-Sundering Seal, he could discard the Four Symbols Seal to incite a struggle, creating chaos!
Qin Mugong and Han Wuwang had just escaped the Heaven-Sundering and Earth-Shaping explosion when they saw Meng Qi vanish. Just as they prepared to pursue, eight figures flashed past, overtaking them, rushing after Meng Qi!
“Chu Zhuang…”
“Eight Gates Heaven’s Gate…”
They each murmured softly, their expressions grave, then saw the white-haired Daoist, Duke Huan.
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