Chapter 224
Around the woman, faint strands of mysterious order chains intertwined, outlining ancient and profound runes.
The runes were deep and obscure, seemingly drawing upon some special power. Even though he had already reached the third level of the Saint Realm, just one step away from breaking through to the Great Saint, he still couldn’t discern their true nature.
But upon seeing the round mirror behind the woman, the sage from Ziwei Holy Land’s thoughts stirred, and he spoke:
“Are you Saint King Clear Sky?”
He didn’t recognize the woman before him, who seemed like an immortal descended from the heavens, but he knew that in the Holy Academy, there was a person with an innate Void Saint Body, who possessed a life-bound treasure—a round mirror known as the Clear Sky Mirror!
“Since you know who I am, why haven’t you surrendered yet?”
Saint King Clear Sky spoke indifferently.
The order chains around her clinked and clattered, moving like living creatures, making her visage appear even more mysterious and awe-inspiring.
It was an extremely eerie feeling.
Though she was right before him, it felt as if she were worlds apart.
“The Void Dao, ranked among the top ten of the three thousand great Daos, truly lives up to its reputation. Today, I admit defeat. Another day, I will visit to apologize to you, fellow Daoist!”
As his words fell.
The sage from Ziwei Holy Land waved his sleeve, and his figure vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace.
“Hmph! Thinking of leaving?”
Saint King Clear Sky let out a light snort. Not to mention that she, as an eighth-level Saint King, far surpassed the sage from Ziwei Holy Land in cultivation, even attempting to traverse the void in her presence was like showing off one’s meager skills in front of a master!
Boom!
In an instant, the round mirror behind Saint King Clear Sky erupted with a blinding radiance, illuminating the entire world.
In the next moment, the sky darkened.
The entire sky shattered like a mirror, with fine cracks appearing.
These cracks crisscrossed, spreading like a spider’s web across the entire secret realm, and they were still expanding rapidly.
“Ah!!”
Ripples formed in the void, and the figure that had vanished into the void was forcibly pulled back into reality.
He was both shocked and furious.
But this was not the end.
Boom!
Accompanied by a deafening roar, the entire secret realm trembled violently.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Thick order chains emerged from the void in various parts of the sky, swiftly wrapping around the body of the sage from Ziwei Holy Land, immobilizing him in mid-air. No matter how he struggled, he couldn’t break free.
Even his primordial spirit was imprisoned, unable to escape from his physical body.
“How is this possible!!”
The sage from Ziwei Holy Land roared in fury!
However, these order chains were simply too powerful. Even in their initial form, they possessed unfathomable might, sealing all his movements.
All his Dao techniques were sealed within his body, unable to be released in the slightest, rendering him as powerless as a mortal.
“Only at the third level of the Saint Realm, yet you dare to act recklessly in the Holy Academy. Who gave you the courage?! Ziwei Holy Land?!”
Saint King Clear Sky coldly shouted:
“Do you really think the Holy Academy is a soft persimmon, to be kneaded at your will?!”
As she spoke, her jade-like palm flipped over and pressed down fiercely.
Boom!
In an instant, the heavens and earth seemed to collapse.
A massive palm composed of chains of order descended from the sky, exuding an unparalleled majesty, directly enveloping the saint of the sacred land.
Thud!
With a muffled sound, the saint’s physical body exploded, turning into a mist of blood that scattered in all directions, leaving only his primordial spirit wailing in agony.
The primordial spirit of the saint from the sacred land let out a shrill, terrified cry.
At this moment, he finally realized the terror of the Saint King before him.
The third level of the Saint Realm was as weak as a baby in the hands of this Saint King.
“The rules of the Saint Academy, you surely understand,” Saint King Clear Sky spoke indifferently. “Those who violate the rules of the Saint Academy must be punished. You massacred hundreds of thousands of rogue cultivators, a crime that cannot be pardoned. I now sentence you to death…”
As she spoke, she suddenly looked up, her gaze fixed on the chaotic spatial rift in the sky.
“Do any of you have objections?”
The corners of her lips curled into a radiant smile, as if a myriad of sunbeams were swirling around her, dazzling to the extreme.
“Saint King Clear Sky is fair and just. The Ziwei Sacred Land has no objections.”
“Indeed, Saint King Clear Sky upholds righteousness. The Taichu Sacred Land agrees!”
“The Ancient Imperial Dynasty agrees…”
“The Wang Clan of the Northern Plains agrees…”
From the heavens, one majestic voice after another echoed down.
However, to the saint of the Ziwei Sacred Land, these voices were like the haunting calls of death, nearly shattering his soul.
Before he left, he had reported the events here to the Sacred Lord, hoping for assistance and support. But now, it seemed he had been betrayed, left to face his fate alone.
“You… you will all die a terrible death!!!”
The primordial spirit of the saint from the Ziwei Sacred Land was filled with grief and indignation. He struggled desperately, gnashing and biting in his fury.
However, the chains of order were unbreakable. No matter how he struggled, it was futile, and he remained completely immobilized.
“No need to say more, carry out the execution.”
A voice emanated from the void rift; it was the Saint Lord of Ziwei Holy Land speaking.
“Hehe…”
Saint King Clear Sky chuckled softly, leisurely extending her slender, fair jade-like hand.
Boom!
A massive silver, translucent hand materialized in the void and slapped down with a resounding crash!
Hum~
“No! No!!!”
Amidst the piercing screams, the saintly soul of Ziwei Holy Land was crushed into powder, leaving not a trace behind.
A generation of saints had thus vanished into thin air.
Whoosh~
After completing this, Saint King Clear Sky slowly retracted her arm, tucking her hands into her sleeves and clasping them at her waist. She gazed at the void rift and spoke calmly:
“If you have no other matters, you may leave now. Upon your return, ensure that your disciples and followers are well-disciplined, so they do not stray from the path and cause calamities.”
“Additionally, the surviving disciples of the Holy Academy must be compensated!”
Her voice was clear and melodious, yet it carried an undeniable authority.
“We respectfully obey the decree of the Saint King!”
The grand voices echoed once more.
Streams of light flew out from the void rift and landed on the cracked and mottled ground.
They were countless spirit stones, elixirs, and rare treasures of heaven and earth.
Seeing this, Saint King Clear Sky nodded in approval.
With her acknowledgment, the void rift fell silent.
The saints retreated, and the void rift healed, restoring peace to the world.
Saint King Clear Sky exhaled softly, her gaze sweeping the surroundings as she quickly assessed the damage.
“At least a million disciples participated in the trial, and now perhaps only a hundred remain…”
Her eyes flickered:
“Previous trials also saw disciples fall, but those were mostly due to accidents. A tragedy like this is the first of its kind. This matter is somewhat troublesome…”
She glanced again at the remaining hundred or so survivors, noticing that most of them were quite talented, promising candidates who could potentially enter the inner sect.
But this was not surprising. If these individuals had no means of self-preservation, they would likely have perished at the hands of the saint from Ziwei Holy Land.
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