From Godhood to the Heavens

In that instant, Ancestor Qingfeng's face paled. He almost couldn't suppress the injuries caused by the karmic backlash. His foolish disciple clearly wasn't holding back, and even seemed to have improved somewhat compared to before.

But is this the time for him to improve?

Wouldn't that just bring disaster upon both himself and the Heavenly Principles Sect?

Disciples of a great sect should fear no one, and this is the very principle that Ancestor Qingfeng upholds when he travels among mortals.

But the shadowy figure in the void, a terrifying figure entangled by the threads of cause and effect, made Ancestor Qingfeng realize that the sect behind the other party was even more terrifying than the Heavenly Principle Sect.

Therefore, he had to consider the matter carefully.

As an ancient monster who has lived for countless years, he is not like those barbaric wild gods, who are full of ignorance.

No matter what, the other party cannot die, otherwise everything will be difficult to control.

If the two belong to the same realm

In the blink of an eye, he made up his mind, and his eyes shone with divine light as he prepared to break through the space-time barrier.

However, in the next instant, the dazzling divine light and the brilliant moonlight collided in the sky. The two were locked in a stalemate for a moment after the collision, and then each pierced through everything and headed towards the enemy.

With a thunderous boom, the brilliant moonlight swept over Yang Jian's figure, and in an instant, it vanished like smoke.

It was as if that powerful physical strength collapsed in an instant, shattering like sand.

Emperor Mingyue stood frozen in place, then flew backward in the next instant, golden blood splattering across the sky. Half of his body vanished without a trace, his face contorted with pain and rage.

Even so, Emperor Mingyue couldn't help but smile. For a mere eighth-realm divine lord to push himself to this point was already quite something to be proud of.

Unfortunately, the gap between their levels of cultivation was as vast as an insurmountable chasm, and even a fight to the death could not change that.

However, in the next instant, a stream of light converged, and a three-pointed, double-edged sword suddenly appeared, positioned across Emperor Mingyue's neck.

"No, stop!" Qingfeng Patriarch's heart was like a roller coaster; the situation was changing too fast, and he couldn't react at all!

Just then, Yang Jian's cold voice rang out: "You've lost!"

Emperor Mingyue's face showed disbelief, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "How is this possible?"

The law of life and death is invincible...

Emperor Mingyue was distraught. Yang Jian raised his hand, sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword, and turned to fly downwards.

"In this world, there are no invincible techniques, only the understanding of the Dao!"

The reason why Qingfeng Patriarch was unwilling to become enemies with Fang Ping and his group was because he deduced the cause and effect and knew the terrifying connection between them.

However, Yang Jian knew in his heart that the highest level of cultivation at present was only the Eastern Emperor, who had reached the Golden Immortal realm. Even if the others were extremely powerful, even Zhao Gongming was only at the same level as him, a mere Taiyi Immortal.

Even with his formidable fighting prowess, it would be impossible for Yang Jian to defeat a Taiyi Golden Immortal at this moment!

The same applies to everyone else, whether it's the Demon Lord Chonglou or the World Honored One's burial site.

Fang Ping and his group are nothing but inflated paper tigers. They may not look like much on the outside, but they will shatter with the slightest touch!

Otherwise, after the Eastern Emperor advanced to the Ninth Realm Emperor, he could have directly attacked the heart of the enemy and destroyed the Nine Flames Emperor.

The reason for waiting until now is that we do not want to cause too much of a stir or alarm the forces outside the Great Yan Dynasty.

With eyes that can see a thousand miles and ears that can hear the wind, they keep a close eye on the area where the Nine Flames Emperor of the Imperial Court is located, not daring to be distracted in the slightest, just to buy more time.

This is to give everyone more time to recover.

Whether it's refining incense crystals or restoring the gods' cultivation, sufficient time is required!

It not only corresponds to external time, but also includes internal time.

With a myriad of decisions in mind, it was naturally impossible for him to directly kill Emperor Mingyue. Whether he could defeat Ancestor Qingfeng was one thing, but whether he could actually fight was another!

Seeing this, Ancestor Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief. This situation was actually the best outcome!

I really don't know whether to laugh or cry!

So he flew forward and slapped the dazed Emperor Mingyue on the head, saying, "You little brat, you should know now that there are heavens beyond heavens!"

It was just a friendly sparring match; such an attitude is truly unbecoming. You should immediately go and apologize to Fellow Daoist Yang Jian!

The power of the laws covering the wound prevented Emperor Mingyue from repairing it on his own. However, as Qingfeng Ancestor slapped down, it was as if a ray of light flashed by, and the wound began to heal itself.

Emperor Mingyue finally came to his senses, unsure whether to laugh or cry, his face full of bitterness. He then said, "Master, I have disgraced you, losing to an eighth-ranking official..."

Ancestor Qingfeng flicked Emperor Mingyue's head, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Do you remember when I told you that there are countless geniuses in great sects? Even those at the eighth realm can defeat those at the ninth realm. What's there to be disappointed about? Even your master..."

Emperor Mingyue wanted to cry, and wanted to say that he was the one who was prepared to use others as stepping stones, but who would be willing to become someone else's stepping stone?

How could he not feel bad about using his own name to glorify someone else's genius?

For a moment, he even felt a faint sense of shattering of his Dao heart.

Upon hearing what her master said, she was momentarily at a loss for whether to laugh or cry, and with blurry eyes, she murmured, "Master, could it be that you..."

Ancestor Qingfeng's lips twitched. He had never been defeated by a disciple weaker than himself. It was just a white lie he told to protect his foolish disciple's Dao heart. Anyway, he never admitted it; it was just an art of language.

"Ahem... You wretched disciple, they showed mercy, shouldn't you go and thank them?"

Ancestor Qingfeng flicked his sleeves in annoyance, feeling utterly exhausted. He vowed never to take on another disciple; there was just too much to worry about...

Mingyue Tongzi composed himself, flew downwards, bowed deeply to Erlang Shen Yang Jian, and said, "Thank you... fellow Daoist for showing mercy. Could you please enlighten me on how you dodged that attack?"

Yang Jian glanced at it, intending not to pay any attention, but just then, Emperor Mingyue suddenly took out a precious pearl. The power emanating from it subtly affected the celestial phenomena, and its entire body was covered with dense purple patterns, exuding a terrifying aura.

It turned out to be a ninth-realm primordial pearl, and immediately all eyes turned to it. Even Yang Jian was somewhat tempted.

He looked toward the Eastern Emperor and saw him nod before clearing his throat and taking the item.

I'm eager to speak up directly.

"Do you understand what it means to achieve sainthood through physical means, to withstand the Heaven-Turning Seal with your physical body, and the profound mystery of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts?"

After hesitating for a moment, for the sake of the Nine Realms Pearl, he still spoke up: "My martial uncle, Daoist Chijingzi, has a magic treasure called the Yin-Yang Mirror, one of which governs life and the other governs death!"