Chapter 151: Law Power
Chapter 151: Law Power
Yanfu Mountain truly lived up to its reputation as the top evil sect that had long battled various sects across the Barbarian Continent. Every Evil Cultivator at the Spirit Condensation Stage under its banner was highly experienced. When the Mind Focusing Cultivators guarding the mountain gate spotted the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist standing on the Flying Boat, their first reaction was not to step forward to greet them. Instead, filled with suspicion, they immediately sent a voice transmission to the sect’s higher-ups to handle the situation.
Whoosh, whoosh…
As soon as the Flying Boat came to a halt outside Yanfu Mountain, dozens of Late Concentration Stage and Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage cultivators swiftly surrounded it from all directions.
Such strong vigilance!
No wonder they thrived under the suppression of the seven righteous great sects. It certainly made sense.
Just as Lu Hangzhi was about to step out, an even more terrifying presence faintly probed the Divine Sense Barrier set up by Situ Chuyun around the Flying Boat.
Then!
A mass of black cloud materialized out of thin air in front of the Flying Boat. A majestic, sinister face tens of meters tall emerged from the clouds, its gaze fixed on the Flying Boat. A booming voice echoed like thunder:
“We do not know which Immortal Lord honors us with your presence. Please come out so that Yanfu Mountain may prepare a proper welcome.”
Under the immense pressure radiating invisibly from the giant face, the golden Flying Boat appeared even smaller, like a tiny leaf before a giant god, in danger of being shattered by raging waves at any moment.
Mystic Light Stage.
Lu Hangzhi murmured the three words.
As he turned his head, Situ Chuyun had already left the cabin, leaving only a voice transmission: “Stay here.”
The methods of Yanfu Mountain’s Mystic Light Stage experts were indeed extraordinary. Even experts from the Seven Great Sects would likely tread carefully. Unfortunately…
Facing Situ Chuyun from the Upper Realm, such tricks were completely ignored.
The group of Yanfu Mountain Evil Cultivators only felt a slight ripple in the Flying Boat’s Divine Sense Barrier. The next second, a figure appeared on the deck beside the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist.
At this moment, Situ Chuyun wore a silver mask with a blue face and fierce fangs. His entire body was shrouded in a mysterious layer of Magic Power. Even Lu Hangzhi could only make out a blurry silhouette, unable to discern his figure, height, let alone his appearance.
“The younger generation these days grows more disrespectful by the day… Daring to stand so tall before a senior, aren’t you afraid it will shorten your lifespan?”
As soon as Situ Chuyun spoke, his hoarse and sinister voice startled Lu Hangzhi, who broke into a cold sweat:
Good thing the cabin is still protected by the Divine Sense Barrier, or else I would have given myself away.
“May I ask your distinguished name? This humble one, Biluo of Yanfu Mountain, seeks your guidance.”
Just from the minor technique Situ Chuyun displayed upon exiting the cabin and his calm composure before a Mystic Light Stage expert, the Yanfu Mountain Evil Cultivators immediately set aside their casual attitudes.
“Situ.”
Situ Chuyun replied succinctly and resolutely, carrying an air of decisiveness.
The giant face clearly frowned.
He had not expected the Barbarian Continent to suddenly have a Mystic Light Stage expert named “Situ.”
“Since Fellow Daoist Situ is unwilling to reveal your true identity, Biluo will not press further. But may I ask why you have captured two of our disciples and barged into Yanfu Mountain’s territory?”
He cut straight to the point.
“I recently emerged from seclusion and found myself short of servants. I happened to see that these two had some skill, so I spared their lives, erased their memories, and kept them by my side.”
“You…”
Before the giant face could speak, the Yanfu Mountain Evil Cultivators behind him erupted in fury.
Although the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist were not particularly close to them, they were still fellow evil path experts of equal standing. To have their memories wiped and be treated as mere servants so casually filled them with a sense of shared humiliation and anger.
“Our sect has its share of incompetents. If you, Immortal Lord, desire servants, taking them is one thing. But to bring them so brazenly to Yanfu Mountain—are you here to provoke Yanfu Mountain, to challenge the entire evil sect?”
Biluo was slightly annoyed.
“Not at all, not at all.”
Situ Chuyun sneered:
“I have just emerged from seclusion and need many servants and slaves. According to the information provided by the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping, although the Seven Great Sects have numerous cultivators and experts, they are all armchair strategists and incompetents, far inferior to Yanfu Mountain’s independent strength. So, I came to recruit some people…”
Lu Hangzhi was dumbfounded in the cabin, never expecting Situ Chuyun to provoke the Yanfu Mountain Evil Cultivators in this manner. He thought, Is he planning to challenge the top evil sect single-handedly?
Outside the Flying Boat, the group of Evil Cultivators was utterly incensed!
The giant face churned with turbulent clouds, clearly indicating its emotional turmoil.
“Ha ha ha ha…”
“Good!”
“Very good!!”
“It seems Yanfu Mountain has been secluded for too long. Some people have forgotten the methods and strength of the former top evil sect…”
The giant face laughed maniacally in extreme fury:
“The battle at Two Realms Mountain has just concluded, and the Seven Great Sects are already targeting Yanfu Mountain. It seems they have noticed our movements.”
Lu Hangzhi was stunned!
The next second.
In his Spiritual Sense, powerful Mind Focusing Cultivators suddenly swarmed in from all directions, densely packed, nearly a thousand in number…
This is!
So many people!!
What is Yanfu Mountain doing?
The mountain gate had secretly gathered over a thousand Late Concentration Stage and Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage Evil Cultivators.
These powerful beings, any one of whom could wreak havoc across thousands of miles, were gathered here.
Seeing this, Lu Hangzhi immediately thought of one possibility. His heart shuddered, and his body jolted. He opened his Defensive Barrier, gripped the Tianji Umbrella, and stood up, ready to leave the cabin and join the fight.
The Divine Sense Barrier pushed him back, and then Situ’s voice rang out:
“Stay inside and properly experience what true strength in the Life and Death Realm means.”
As soon as the words fell, a sudden change occurred outside.
Outside Yanfu Mountain’s territory, the tension was thick!
At that moment, before the Mystic Light Stage Evil Cultivator Biluo and the thousand Evil Cultivator experts, Situ took out two strange weapons—tridents—typically equipped only by mortal Assassins.
Just as the Evil Cultivators began to feel puzzled and confused, they saw Situ slowly bring his hands together.
The tridents clashed;
Their sharp blades gently touched.
A visible ring of sharp, vibrating sound rippled out rapidly, instantly spreading across several miles…
Many Evil Cultivators already sensed something amiss and instinctively activated their Defensive Barriers and the protective shields on their Magical Robes and Spiritual Artifacts.
“Clang!!”
The sound wave followed immediately after.
The Mystic Light Stage “Biluo” bore the brunt of it.
The giant face, tens of meters wide and tall, had just shown a look of horror when, a thousandth of a second later, it was shattered on the spot;
“What kind of power is this?!”
“No… No!!”
The sharp, vibrating sound continued to expand.
In the blink of an eye, all Evil Cultivators within a dozen-mile radius were enveloped by the sound wave.
Sound Wave Law!
The moment the giant face broke up;
The various life-saving abilities of the group of Evil Cultivators failed to work at that moment. They were directly stunned with blank minds, their Magic Power stagnated, and they fell toward the ground as if they had suddenly lost all support.
The sound waves rolled out endlessly, like a giant net spreading rapidly;
All the Spirit Concentrating experts were caught in one sweep.
The fight had ended as soon as it began.
Lu Hangzhi was stunned throughout:
This…
this was the power of Laws.
Too terrifying!
No wonder Situ said that Law Power surpassed the Power of Heaven and Earth, and all Art Techniques were nothing.
Various Defensive Barrier techniques were completely ignored under the penetration of the Laws, offering no resistance at all.
How could anyone fight against this?
Moreover, Law Power was different from Magic Power. Its strength did not increase or decrease based on the caster’s power level. It did not weaken or strengthen because of the scope of the spell or the number of enemies. It was equivalent to everyone facing a peak Mystic Light Stage expert…
How could it be broken?
As he pondered, the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping Taoist on the deck took action together. They caught the Evil Cultivators falling like raindrops toward the ground and threw them into a pile, creating a spectacular scene.
On the Flying Boat, Lu Hangzhi saw this and thought to himself: If only I had a phone right now, taking a picture and posting it would definitely go viral!
The Mystic Light Stage “Biluo” was thrown aside. He was a thin, small-eyed old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground with his Magic Power sealed. His eyes flickered as he stared at the mysterious person descending slowly:
“Who are you, sir?”
“Situ.”
“Impossible! I, Biluo, have roamed the Barbarian Continent for centuries and have never heard of someone like you… Show your true face!”
Biluo roared hoarsely.
Situ tilted his head and looked at Biluo, then slowly took off the mask that had the miraculous effect of shielding Spiritual Sense detection and concealing breath. The hazy mist around him instantly dissipated, revealing a sharp and capable beauty who looked about twenty years old.
Biluo’s mouth hung open for a long time, unable to close.
“Anything else to say?”
Situ asked calmly.
Biluo opened and closed his mouth for a while, finally letting out a sigh:
“A peak Mystic Light Stage at twenty years old? I’ve lived for hundreds of years in vain.”
“…”
A group of Evil Cultivators, having just regained consciousness, heard Biluo’s words and were all stunned, unable to believe it.
“What’s the use?”
Situ said indifferently: “Even if I am exceptionally talented and have reached the peak of Mystic Light Stage, once the Barbarian Continent is invaded by the Demonic Fiends, I will end up just like you. Eventually, I will either die and have my path extinguished, or be enslaved by the Demonic Fiends, living a fate worse than death.”
“Eh?”
Thousands of people turned to look, their faces filled with confusion.
“What do you mean?”
Biluo frowned: “The battle reports from Two Realms Mountain are fake? Impossible! That’s not the style of the Seven Great Sects.”
“The Monster Lair was indeed destroyed, but I caught an Intelligent Demon Beast that escaped in the Barbarian Continent.”
Situ made a grasping motion in the air and threw out the sealed mouse monster, saying half-truthfully: “From its memories, I learned some information. Once the Monster Beast invasion fails, an even more powerful invasion by Demonic Fiends will follow, officially seizing the Barbarian Continent.”
“…”
A group of Evil Cultivators listened, their eyes flickering. Some even had a glint of joy in their eyes, though it was unclear what they were thinking.
“Hmph!”
Situ looked around at the thousand Evil Cultivators and said:
“According to the information from the mouse monster’s memories, the lowest-level beings invading the Barbarian Continent will be Mystic Light Stage existences, a blood-sucking race that feeds on fresh blood and can soar through the skies. Even if the Seven Great Sects use all their resources, they won’t last long. By then, even Yanfu Mountain will be completely destroyed. I came here at the invitation of the Commander of Two Realms Mountain to ask you to go up the mountain and assist… Of course!”
At this point, Situ’s tone suddenly turned cold: “If necessary, I can also turn you into versions of the Demonic Monk and Ghost Weeping and take you to Two Realms Mountain.”
The Evil Cultivators were shocked and silent, angry but not daring to speak.
Biluo asked doubtfully:
“May I ask, who is the Commander of Two Realms Mountain that you mentioned, Immortal Lord?”
Situ smiled slightly.
Everyone felt something and looked up.
A golden Flying Boat slowly descended!