Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

"That feeling again..."

In that instant, Yi Shukuang sensed Shen Moyan's eternal Daoist charm.

An unprecedented sense of crisis welled up in my heart.

"Is it an innate divine ability? Heh, since it's a divine ability, rich in Daoist principles, it should be able to be broken!"

"Still trying to conceal yourself, thinking that by hiding in another dimension, the true lineage won't be able to find you?"

Yi Shukuang's offensive intensified, convinced that Shen Moyan was at his last gasp.

With the strength of the fourth realm, he reached out and instantly broke through the boundary of that small plane, destroying everything on the surface.

"Found you!"

He saw Shen Moyan. Although he concealed himself with the black sun, only Shen Moyan could survive this world-destroying attack.

Because secrets often only come to light after destruction.

However, just as Shen Moyan's figure was about to be swallowed up by the flood,

hum!

The illusory image of the Azure Inkstone suddenly appeared on Shen Moyan's chest.

The next moment, an incomparably powerful suction force erupted, enveloping Yi Shukuang.

"Oh no..."

Yi Shukuang's expression changed drastically. He felt the suction force pulling him away, making his connection with the Six Desires Heaven weaker and weaker.

Was the other party concealing themselves not to escape, but to ambush me?!

Yi Shukuang was both surprised and angry, and tried to solidify his connection with the external world.

The Azure Inkstone shone brightly, causing space to distort violently.

Yi Shukuang felt a tightness all over his body, as if he were being gripped by an invisible giant hand, and the scenery around him rapidly faded and changed!

The vast sea of ​​planes, and the primal senses from the several planes he had devoured and refined... all became blurry, distant, and eventually completely severed in an instant!

The next moment, the world spun around!

Yi Shukuang found himself outside the Boundary Sea, in a strange space no more than a hundred feet in diameter, surrounded by a hazy blue mist.

He looked up and saw a lamp hanging in the sky, the only source of light in this space.

The flames leaped, their outer edge a bluish-green, while their inner core was a dark gold.

Opposite him, Shen Moyan's figure slowly solidified. Although his face was pale and his breath was weak, his eyes were as cold as knives, carrying an absolute confidence of home-field dominance.

"Where have you taken me?!"

Yi Shukuang immediately activated his magic power, attempting to reconnect with the outside world.

But there was no response.

This space is completely independent, and its connection with the outer sea has been completely severed!

What terrified him even more was that the four powers within him—originally forcibly enhanced by devouring the origins of several planes—the Demon King, Nascent Soul, True God, and True Demon realms, were now rapidly dissipating like a fire without fuel, having lost the continuous support of the origins of the external planes.

Yi Shukuang suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, and the four illusory images of Dharma bodies around him flickered uncertainly, his aura plummeting wildly like an avalanche!

He plummeted from the pseudo-Guicang Realm back to the late Purple Mansion Realm, and continues to decline. The terrifying side effects of forcibly raising his realm using the Heavenly Demon True Blood have now fully erupted.

"No! Impossible!"

"You, a mere Purple Mansion cultivator, could not possibly possess a hidden realm! Could this be...?"

Yi Shukuang roared in frustration, trying to steady his power, but in this Qingming Space where the rules were set by Shen Moyan, he was like someone stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move forward!

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, creation is the craftsman, yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper."

"No matter how cunning and unorthodox you are, once you enter this sealed world, you will be doomed."

Shen Moyan coldly watched Yi Shukuang, whose aura had plummeted and who was now in a sorry state, as if he were looking at a turtle trapped in a jar.

"Is this the celestial world within the Azure Nether Pearl? You refined the Azure Nether Pearl?" Yi Shukuang's expression was solemn.

A pot-shaped heaven is a space created by a magical artifact, unlike a cave heaven cultivated by the cultivator themselves. In a cave heaven, every blade of grass and every tree in the world is completely controlled by the cultivator's will, but this is not possible in a pot-shaped heaven.

"What? Is the true disciple of Yi Zhen scared now?"

"Afraid? The Azure Pearl is an object of the God of Destiny, a supreme treasure of the mountains and seas, and it never recognizes a master." Yi Shukuang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly straightened up.

"As long as I kill you, I, the true master, will have a way to get this treasure back."

"Kill me? What a load of rubbish!"

With a thought, Shen Moyan felt the mist surge within the Azure Nether Space, and the ever-burning lamp shone brightly. Streaks of azure light, like chains, coiled around Xiang Yi Shuhuang!

"Child's play!"

Yi Shukuang's physical body swelled violently, covered with demonic patterns, and the rolling demonic energy transformed into a viscous area interwoven with dark purple and turbid black, like a quagmire of desire.

Purple Mansion Realm: The Six Desires Demon Pool!

The chains plunged into the demon pool and were instantly corroded and destroyed.

Shen Moyan's own illusory image of the Purple Mansion Holy Court unfolded once again.

Purple Mansion Realm: The Heavenly Court of the Four Extremes of Mountains and Seas!

Although not as grand as it is in the outside world, it is more solid and has stronger control within this small blue-green world.

The power of order spread out, constantly suppressing and eroding the unbridled realm.

Shen Moyan's expression remained calm, his eyes devoid of joy or sorrow. He stood in the center of his Purple Mansion Domain, his feet treading on the void. Facing the surging demonic power, he did not confront it head-on, but instead, with a thought...

"Black sun, conceal your tracks!"

The shadowy figure in the north rippled, and Shen Moyan's aura instantly became erratic. Yi Shukuang's determined strikes missed several times, as if he had only hit an illusory bubble.

"Biyang, suppress the evil!"

A turquoise sun rose over the Purple Mansion Realm, and wherever it passed, demonic energy melted away like ice and snow.

"Demon Seed, manifest!"

Within the Netherworld, the black energy of the demonic seed rose, transforming into countless twisted demonic shadows that assimilated, reversed, and devoured the purer portion of demonic energy within the Wild Demon Realm, thus strengthening themselves!

"Xuanming, purify!"

As the flames in the Southern Azure Flame Cauldron surged, the azure-gold flames swept across, scorching the chaotic and mixed demonic energy of desire, and even showing a faint tendency to transform it into pure spiritual energy, which would then nourish the Purple Mansion realm.

The balance of power was reversed in an instant!

Shen Moyan seems to have no limits. With each clash, his control over the domain and his application of power are constantly improving!

With this ebb and flow, the Six Desires Demon Pool Purple Mansion Domain is already teetering on the brink of collapse.

The irrational and madman is numb.

"This is Jian Xiyi, the one who can grow by endlessly imitating the Daoist principles..."

After understanding the essence of matter and Daoist principles, cultivators can use the perspective of Xi Yi to have an unforgettable memory and imitate any supernatural powers or spells they have ever seen.

Shen Moyan seems to be a rapidly growing learning machine, evolving at a rapid pace in battle.

Meanwhile, Yi Shukuang was feeding him techniques, making his Daoist essence more and more solid.

"As expected of the ascetic Jian Xiyi..."

"Then let's settle this with one decisive move!"

"Demonic Eye, activate!"

Yi Shukuang covered his eyes, shedding tears of blood, and successfully found Shen Moyan's figure through the darkness that obscured the sun.

But just as he saw Shen Moyan, that feeling that time was about to stop returned.

"Want to pause time too?"

【Lu Tian Mo Ge - Reversing Fate to Refine Oneself】

With a roar, a complex dark red demonic pattern on his brow suddenly split open, and a drop of demonic essence blood containing his life essence and causal traces ignited, causing his aura to surge to the half-step Gui Cang realm once again.

In the final, frozen moment of time, Yi Shukuang unleashed his deadly move.

Death Demon - Soul Chaser.

A strange fluctuation that transcended the limitations of time and space and pointed directly to the origin of cause and effect instantly enveloped the entire Azure Nether Space.

This supernatural power is a lock at the level of causality. With this, Yi Shukuang forcibly bound himself to Shen Moyan's "existence" at the deepest level of "causal bond"!

Cause and effect transcend time.

At this moment, any attack he launches against Shen Moyan will disregard the process and defense, and directly affect the "result"! That is, the killing move he delivers to Shen Moyan will directly bring about this "result" in some incomprehensible way!

"Die!" Yi Shukuang grinned savagely.

Even if you paused time, it's still...

puff--

A longsword wreathed in bluish-gold flames pierced his chest.

Shen Moyan's figure appeared like a ghost behind the arrogant Yi Shukuang.

Yi Shukuang bled from all seven orifices. The 'Shen Moyan' he had just discovered was struck by the Soul Chaser and turned into fragments that scattered in the air.

A paper-cut human figure is just a paper figure.

Shen Moyan was naturally very familiar with the Eye of the Heavenly Demon, and it was not difficult for him to use Daoist rhymes to disguise the paper figure as his true form in a short period of time.

"Kuya..."

Upon learning the result, Yi Shukuang smiled absentmindedly and tremblingly raised his hand to grasp the long sword that had pierced through his chest.

But it was too late; the Xuanming Azure Flame had already engulfed his entire body.

Shen Moyan looked at the frozen horror and resentment on the other person's face, without the slightest pity in his eyes.

One sword, and the head is severed.

Crazy, die!