Chapter 1827: Yun Yi
Bam!
Fuxi’s tortoise shell slammed into Jiang Chen’s head.
Craaaack.
Starting from the head, cracks splintered through the incomparably sturdy skeleton with a series of crisp snaps.
Ringing silence filled the void. Everyone paused and looked incredulously at the shell in Fuxi’s hand. Even Lu Yun stopped and gaped at Fuxi.
They all knew the skeleton’s capabilities. Whether it was Jiang Chen or the god of Mount Tai inhabiting it, they made it a combination stronger than supreme. Its hardiness was unfathomable.
Last time, the god of Mount Tai deployed it to ensure that he remained unharmed in the brawl with Shenyu, Jiang Chen, and the corpse god. But one hit from Fuxi’s shell caused it to fracture?? That was ridiculous!
What was that tortoise shell in Fuxi’s hand??
Crack crack craaaaack.
The skeleton swiftly collapsed into tiny pieces, leaving only a ball of Hadal Bonefire floating in the air.
“How, how is this possible?!” Jiang Chen finally found his voice and reacted to what was happening around him with a terrified exclamation. Before he could decide how to proceed, Fuxi raised his hand and smashed the tortoise shell onto the ball of Hadal Bonefire.
The flame that’d blazed for countless eons immediately extinguished. Jiang Chen’s floundering projection reappeared in the air. His face was ashen and he stared fixedly at Fuxi. Meanwhile, the god of Mount Tai was also at a loss.
“Zombie!” Jiang Chen roared and shifted his projection into the zombie emperor. He directed the zombie in a series of maneuvers that broke it free of Jin Naluo and Carmine Eternal’s encirclement. Jumping into the air, he landed next to the mountain god.
“Did you give me a fake body?!” he enunciated carefully.
“No, it was real.” The god of Mount Tai recovered from his shock and looked deeply at Fuxi. “That tortoise shell is the Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo. It’s the treasure that Fuxi uses to manifest yin and yang, the five elements, and the eight trigrams. It’s an item of order that can derive the formations of the worlds, so a mere hadal skeleton can’t possibly have withstood it.”
Many thought that the Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo were two separate treasures when, in fact, they were one. The back of the tortoise shell was the Yellow River Map and its stomach was the Inscription of the River Luo. The shell was the ultimate treasure in which Fuxi manifested the formations of the worlds and derived the orders of existence with.
Fuxi was a legendary character even among the chief worlds. It was said that he was the creator of all formations and feng shui within existence, that he wielded the tortoise shell to manifest the eight trigrams and define what formations were.
Having picked up traces of order and been refined by it, the Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo was also an ultimate treasure of order. Everyone knew of its name, but few were those who’d ever laid eyes on it.
Only when an item created a great dao and guided living beings along it, thereby collecting unbounded merit and being baptized by order, could it be called an ultimate treasure of order. The Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo wasn’t the only treasure of order—many other powerhouses of the chief worlds owned different instances.
Jiang Chen’s eyes glittered at Fuxi when he heard the mountain god’s explanation.
“Since you’ve brought out this level of treasure, that means you’re at the end of your rope.” The mountain god regained his composure and waved something that looked like a ruler into his hand. “What a coincidence, I own a treasure of sequence too.”
His ruler slammed down on Leize in front of him, catching the dragon off guard. Leize’s body disintegrated as soon as the item smashed into him.
“Ruler of Heaven’s Measure!” Huaxu shrieked. Thankfully, Leize wasn’t dead. Talisman light flashed by as his body reformed in the air.
“What a fine weapon!” Shock colored his gaze. He really had died to the mountain god’s treasure just now—it would’ve rendered even Lifeline Talismans impotent. Being the measure of heaven, the ruler was unusually heavy and ended talisman and owner alike when it landed. Being different, Resurrection Talismans revived the owner the moment after they died.
“You live again? Then I shall simply crush you once more!” the god of Mount Tai laughed wildly and waved his ruler around. Distance held no meaning to the Ruler of Heaven’s Measure as it was an item that took stock of distance. It would connect with Leize even if he was at the edge of the world.
Clang!
Fuxi’s treasure flew in front of his father when the ruler descended and knocked it out of the mountain god’s hand. It spun perfectly onto the battle flag in Tianqi’s grasp.
Boom!
Violent ripples shook the battle flag and the corpse god made use of the opportunity to escape. She landed behind the mountain god, very much worse for the wear. The mountain god beckoned the ruler back to his hand.
At the same time, Jiang Chen regained possession of his Bag of Corpse Refinement.
The Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo returned to Fuxi as well.
“This is bad, oh this is bad, I can’t endure the weight of that ruler…” Carmine Arbiter fretted, still in hiding.
“You don’t need to do anything. If this ruler is the mountain god’s last available means, then he loses today.” Lu Yun ignored everything else and focused on the six hells with all of his power, melding them into his nascent spirit.
While the power of the six hells were starting to combine, they were still distinctly separate from each other. The nascent spirit had to be the medium for them to fully become one. Lu Yun’s six paths were the perfect tool.
Battle broke out once more.
Only Fuxi could block the mountain god when the latter wielded his treasure. Once inside the zombie emperor, Jiang Chen possessed strength that rivaled the god of Mount Tai. By now, the corpse god avoided Tianqi, not wanting anything else to do with him.
Zombies poured out of Jiang Chen’s bag to distract the other powerhouses on the scene. The trio’s goal remained to kill Lu Yun. Everything was over once he was dead!
However, not only was there Leize, Pangu, and Hongjun standing in front of him, but also Shenyu and four spacetime travelers. None of them were easy targets; the corpse god and Jiang Chen were forced to be fully vested in battle.
A tiny purple ripple suddenly appeared in the void. Minuscule at first, it built in scale until it was as monumental as a tidal wave.
Waves brought water, but this ripple brought space. A man dressed in purple appeared in the center. He seemed completely removed from the mundanity of life. Easy on the eyes with a hint of worry between his brows, long hair that sparkled with faint purple floated to his waist.
“Yun Yi of the Cloudmist Realm greets the fellow daoists.” His tone was genteel and refined as he tendered a polite bow.
The scene froze—this was Yun Yi, the man who awed the chief worlds!
“That’s Yun Yi?” Lu Yun raised his head to consider the man bathed in purple ripples.
“Oh, this is very bad! I might not win if there’s a fight!” Carmine Arbiter spun in circles beside him. Although she was an ancestral god, she was much too young compared to most of the heavyweights present and certainly no match for Yun Yi.
The man walked out of the ripple and raised a cupped fist salute to those assembled, then slowly approached Lu Yun.
“Why is he here?” Leize looked darkly at Yun Yi. He recognized the newcomer and wouldn’t be afraid of the man if he himself was in his prime. Although Leize had revived through Lu Yun’s talisman, the fatal injury he’d suffered was still present on his body.
Thus, he was no match for Yun Yi.
Yun Yi exceeded supreme and rivaled the nine clawed golden dragon of the dragon race. He was also here in his primary body.
A smirk curved the lips of the god of Mount Tai. Yun Yi was his reinforcement troop, but he wasn’t free to greet his helper. Fuxi remained on the offensive the entire time. His Yellow River Map and Inscription of the River Luo flew around the mountain god so quickly that it was almost a shooting star.
The mountain god would be smashed to pieces if his attention lapsed for a split second.
“Aren’t you at the Firmament Prison?” Lu Yun couldn’t help but ask.
“That is my replica,” Yun Yi replied candidly. “Compared to the Firmament Prison, matters in the Land of Reincarnation are more important.” He stared straight at Lu Yun. “Give me the core essence of the six dao palaces of highest order. I will leave the moment I have them and never be involved with affairs here ever again.”
