“But now that I possess the Seven Killing Tablet, I can return to the past and slay you when you were still weak!”
The Black Mountain Demon King’s soul trembled as his words echoed through the void, heard simultaneously by the Heavenly Master, the Foolish Monk, and the Female Emperor. Whether they were attacking, defending, or resisting corruption, they couldn’t help but divert their attention toward this scene. They saw the Seven Killing Tablet radiating brilliant light, disrupting the flow of time around it, enveloping the Black Mountain Demon King, and vanishing into thin air, as if flowing backward through the illusory river of time.
“Can the Seven Killing Tablet truly allow someone to return to the past?” Even with their vast knowledge, the Heavenly Master, the Female Emperor, and the Foolish Monk were astonished beyond measure. This completely exceeded their understanding and imagination. At most, such power only existed within the scriptures of religious teachings and Buddhist sutras. They had never heard of anyone truly achieving such a feat!
If it were real, then it would be utterly unstoppable!
Except for those born with extraordinary strength, who hadn’t grown from weakness to power? In their weakest moments, they could barely withstand a single finger from an adult, vulnerable to even the slightest disturbance. If a Grand Master like the Black Mountain Demon King could travel back in time to attack, there would be no way to resist—only death awaited!
This was completely unsolvable!
Their thoughts raced, filled with shock and awe, as they inwardly questioned themselves: if the Seven Killing Tablet’s power was real, what method could they possibly use to counter it?
It seemed like there was no choice but to wait for death!
Unless, unless they also possessed a Seven Killing Tablet.
This had already surpassed their imagination of gods and demons!
Instinctively, they all turned their gazes toward Meng Qi, secretly speculating:
“Will this Senior Elder of the Sky Sect suddenly vanish into thin air?”
If he disappeared, it would confirm that the Seven Killing Tablet could indeed send someone back in time!
Meng Qi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, fully prepared and poised.
Suddenly, a streak of light appeared in midair, rapidly expanding and filling the surroundings. The Black Mountain Demon King’s laughter echoed from within:
“I have already returned to the past and slain you in your youth, Liang Wují. No matter how profound and unfathomable your ‘The Blue Sky is Dead, the Yellow Sky Shall Rise’ realm may be, what use is it now?”
As the light faded, the Black Mountain Demon King’s figure reappeared, holding the Seven Killing Tablet. His voice abruptly ceased. Staring in disbelief at Meng Qi, who stood calmly before him in his flowing green robe, he blurted out:
“You… you’re still here?”
He had clearly killed the young Liang Wují, so how could he still exist in the present?
This was impossible!
He was certain of the Seven Killing Tablet’s power. Altering the past once would drain all its accumulated strength, alter the memories of those involved, and reshape part of the world’s course—he understood all this. So why was Liang Wují still alive?
Wait, who exactly is Liang Wují… Even the Heavenly Master and the Female Emperor stopped fighting, turning their gazes toward this scene with slight bewilderment in their eyes.
Was the Black Mountain Demon King performing crosstalk under a bridge? This was clearly Ji Wu Liang, the Senior Elder of the Sky Sect. Why was he killing Liang Wují?
Seeing the Black Mountain Demon King’s turbulent emotions and inability to maintain his composure, Meng Qi smiled slightly, his posture calm and his tone gentle:
“Thank you for your assistance. You have helped me sever my past. All previous entanglements with the Sky have vanished. From today onward, the Yellow Sky has already risen, re-creating the universe and forming its own world. At last, I have broken free from the shackles of the Sky Sect’s ultimate techniques and made a breakthrough.”
The Black Mountain Demon King stared blankly. He had painstakingly used the accumulated power of the Seven Killing Tablet to return to the past and slay the young Liang Wují, only to find it not only ineffective but also helping him transcend from the “Yellow Sky Shall Rise” realm to the ultimate “Yellow Sky Has Already Risen” level?
His words were profound and full of hidden meanings. The Foolish Monk, the Heavenly Master, and the others listened in stunned silence. This realm was truly unfathomably profound. Upon reflection, it seemed to contain deep cosmic truths.
At that moment, Meng Qi fixed his gaze on the Black Mountain Demon King, a slight smile curving his lips:
“Oh, by the way, it seems you mistook my identity. I am not Liang Wují, but Ji Wu Liang, the Senior Elder of the Sky Sect.”
Mistaken identity… Ji Wu Liang… The Black Mountain Demon King’s eyes widened, his heart filled with complex emotions—anger, frustration, disbelief, and confusion. His blood boiled, and he nearly spat out a mouthful.
Even with his deep cunning, heroic demeanor, and formidable spiritual cultivation, at this moment, his mind faltered, as if he were trapped in a dream.
Ji Wu Liang… wasn’t that just Liang Wují reversed? Was he mocking me? Suddenly, the Black Mountain Demon King’s mind stirred. He looked at Meng Qi, who stood calmly with a faint smile, and instantly understood something, his fury reaching its peak.
At that moment, Meng Qi’s eyes sharpened. Activating the Yuanxin Seal, he transformed it into thunderous words and suddenly roared:
“Fellow Daoist, surrender now!”
Though the Grand Master’s cultivation level surpassed his own and his spiritual cultivation was refined and formidable, Meng Qi knew that if he used all his techniques, victory would be extremely difficult. But now, shaken by the ineffectiveness of the Seven Killing Tablet and having been mocked, the Black Mountain Demon King’s spirit was no longer calm, his momentum broken. This was the perfect opportunity!
When two masters of similar strength face off, the most crucial factors are spirit and momentum. Once either is severely compromised, defeat often follows swiftly. Meng Qi possessed the Yuanxin Seal, the “Only I Am Supreme” technique, and the “A-nan Breaking Precepts Blade Method”—he was especially skilled at exploiting spiritual vulnerabilities!
“Fellow Daoist, surrender now!”
Each word thundered like a celestial bolt, shaking the void.
Boom! Boom! Boom! The Black Mountain Demon King felt his body and soul’s heartbeat accelerate, his mind filled with blood, his eyes swelling with emotion. Various feelings surged to the extreme, clashing and entangling within his spirit, leaving him unable to think clearly, as if he had lost his soul and spirit.
Opportunity! Meng Qi already held the Tianzhi Blade in his hand. Above the Blood Sea, darkness descended, matter collapsed, energy collapsed, and the boundless Blood Sea collapsed inward, toward where the Black Mountain Demon King and Meng Qi stood. Energy solidified into bindings, seemingly even constricting space and time itself.
As the laws crumbled and the patterns collapsed, all that remained was chaos… The Heavenly Master blocked the Female Emperor’s attack, a thought arising in his mind.
Was this the manifestation of “The Blue Sky is Dead”?
As this thought emerged, he saw a figure seated behind Meng Qi—indistinct and indistinguishable. Suddenly, a flash of blade light cut through the bindings, unleashing a surge of energy that spread toward the Black Mountain Demon King. From this, space-time seemed to be born, and matter condensed from it.
The Primordial Big Bang!
Blinding white light, the blade light and energy engulfed the Black Mountain Demon King and half the Blood Sea. The Female Emperor, Foolish Monk, and Heavenly Master struggled against the shockwaves, instinctively forming a realization:
“From great destruction comes great rebirth; from the primordial beginning, all things are renewed. The Yellow Sky has already risen!”
Boom!
The Blood Sea shattered, spreading outward, causing the earth to collapse and mountains to fall. The ghost village was completely submerged, and hundreds of miles around were reduced to ruins.
The Black Mountain Demon King, dazed and disoriented, only reacted when the blade light reached him. With no time to respond, he could only brace himself and endure the blow.
Boom!
The light tore through his protective blood glow, flames consumed his reactive treasures, and an energy storm tore him apart.
As everything gradually calmed, the Black Mountain Demon King’s figure grew hazy and unstable, his soul fragmenting.
With great difficulty, he lifted his head, gazing at Meng Qi in his green robe. After a few stammered attempts, he finally asked with deep resentment: “Who exactly are you?”
“Wuji Liang…” Meng Qi replied calmly, raising his blade.
Wuji Liang? Ah! The Black Mountain Demon King let out a cry of grief and fury as his soul shattered.
Meng Qi created a clone to seize the Seven Killing Tablet!
In Nan Gong Chong’s world, warships had already surrounded the ruined An Nan Prison, scaring all the prisoners attempting to escape during the chaos into crouching on the ground with their heads covered.
Suddenly, light erupted from Cell Eight, and the massive corpse amidst the debris suddenly sat up!
His eyes fully opened, radiating blood-red light.
All surrounding life vanished. The phase warships equipped with antimatter cannons silently fell, their surfaces dimmed, as if their sustaining force had been severed.
A streak of light flew out, entering the corpse’s forehead. It abruptly stood up, its body blurring, vanishing into the void.
Silence reigned, with no trace of life remaining.
…
As soon as Meng Qi’s clone grasped the Seven Killing Tablet, boundless light erupted before him. He could only desperately defend and hold his ground.
What had happened? Meng Qi was filled with confusion, patiently waiting.
The transformation soon subsided, but the scene before Meng Qi had changed. Around him was now a chaotic and indistinct void, devoid of the Heavenly Master, the Female Emperor, and the Foolish Monk. Before him stood a young man in a black robe. His face could only be described as plain, his eyes and eyebrows carrying deep weariness, as if he were weary of himself and the world, exuding an indescribable and strange charm.
A sudden realization stirred in Meng Qi’s heart, and he blurted out:
“You are the real Black Mountain Demon King!”
The black-robed young man smiled faintly:
“The Dharma Body sleeps, a fragment of the soul is cultivated, rebirth after rebirth, waiting for the great tribulation—it’s a decent method for prolonging life. Yet he actually sought to illuminate his past lives and sever his past self. Truly, he overestimated himself.”
“All his schemes and plans are laid bare before me, holding no secrets. This outcome was destined. Do you think so too?”
Meng Qi’s eyes narrowed slightly. Was he referring to the previous Black Mountain Demon King—and also to himself?
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