"Boom!"
Almost at the exact moment Emperor Cang's incarnation took a misstep and fell into the interior of Mount Beifeng, Patriarch Nether Whisper seized the opportunity to close the gateway.
Then, before Emperor Cang's incarnation could even steady himself, countless silver figures materialized around him. They all bore Lu Yang's appearance and aura. At a glance, there were hundreds, thousands of them—so many it was impossible to count. Above them, the towering [Arctic Exorcism Court] came crashing down toward him in unison.
The [Floating Light Realm Sea Great Immortal Art].
Seeing this, Emperor Cang's incarnation frowned deeply. A radiant light burst forth from above his head, revealing an emerald-green precious orb within the glow. As it moved, it unleashed a blazing streak of dharma light.
As the dharma light swept past, several incarnations were immediately sent flying.
However, to his disbelief, these silver figures were merely knocked away. They suffered minor injuries, but clearly hadn't lost their combat capability.
How is this possible...
His precious orb was no ordinary item. It was a treasure he had painstakingly refined, possessing the concept of stabilizing and extinguishing. Usually, a single strike from the orb would shatter both the person and their Dao Arts.
Yet, these silver figures withstood it.
This proved that these figures were definitely not simple spiritual power incarnation. They were true, substantial incarnations with flesh, blood, and a solid foundation.
But the problem was:
How many of them are there?!
A thousand? Ten thousand? Even at the edge of his vision, figures continued to multiply endlessly, piling up into an ocean of silver light.
Seeing this scene, terror struck the heart of Emperor Cang's incarnation.
What kind of Dao Art is this? I've never even heard of it! If I can't find a way to break it... never mind anything else, if the opponent just detonates all these things, it'll cost me a life!
Despite his thoughts, he didn't panic.
What he feared wasn't the sheer number of incarnations, but the devastating power if all these incarnations self-destructed. If it was just dealing with the incarnations themselves, he actually had plenty of countermeasures.
With this thought, Emperor Cang's incarnation took a deep breath. Then, he flicked his sleeve, and boundless pill-red flames surged out, carrying rolling waves of heat. At first glance, it looked like a small, exquisite, palm-sized blood pool. But the moment it was thrown out, it expanded wildly in the wind.
The [Myriad Refinements Blood Pool]!
This item was an ultimate treasure in its own right, and the Immortal Bridge foundation of this "Blue Heaven Incarnation." Bringing it out now meant he was using his true methods.
The young man's eyes flashed with emerald light, and he uttered a Dao chant:
"Edict!"
Instantly, endless pill-blood surged within the blood pool, forming humanoid figures that poured out in droves, forcefully blocking the sky full of silver incarnations.
However, before Emperor Cang's incarnation could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Lu Yang's main body sitting cross-legged within the [Arctic Exorcism Court] above, a slight smile on his face.
"Detonate!"
Rumble!
The explosion that [Sky-shrouding] had once experienced was unleashed again. This time, fueled by a higher stature and more terrifying mighty power, it transformed into a wave of dim, annihilating light that erased everything in its path.
The [Colorful Talent: Great Self-Detonation]!
When the light dissipated, the figure of Emperor Cang's incarnation emerged. However, his eye sockets were hollow; his eyes had been incinerated into nothingness by the flames at the moment of the explosion.
Endless streams of light pierced through his empty eye sockets, burning his skull until it glowed brilliantly. The light continued downward, incinerating his skin and melting his flesh. In the end, only a charred, blackened skeleton remained standing in the blood pool. The spirituality pulsing within his brow center's niwan palace radiated furious indignation.
"Such audacity!"
Before his voice even faded, the boundless blood qi of the [Myriad Refinements Blood Pool] converged. Generating flesh and creating blood, it instantly reconstructed a dharma body for Emperor Cang's incarnation.
However, this was only superficial.
Although he had donned a new layer of skin and flesh, the flame injuries that had penetrated to his marrow hadn't been expelled. They continued to send waves of piercing pain through him.
But it was improving, nonetheless.
Three seconds... No, one second. I can recover and expel the injuries within one second... Emperor Cang's incarnation calculated in his mind, but a bitter feeling welled up within him.
In a battle between Great Perfected Lords, a single second was enough to determine victory or defeat. Why would the enemy give him a chance to recover?
Even now, he still didn't know exactly who was attacking him. He only knew it was a Dharma Body Dao Great Perfected Lord, but both the appearance and aura were completely unfamiliar.
That was, until a scroll unfurled in the air.
In an instant, light rippled within the scroll. Following that, a towering, twenty-four-story palace with six hexagonal gates faintly appeared within the light.
The palace gates opened, and the palace gates closed.
"Boom!"
By the time Emperor Cang's incarnation snapped back to reality, he had already fallen into the painting and was locked inside the towering palace, instantly subjected to an infinite, crushing pressure.
However, at this moment, he had no mind to pay attention to the immediate crisis. His gaze was completely locked onto this incredibly familiar scene. He couldn't tear his eyes away. For a moment, he forgot everything else, even ignoring his own injuries. Only boundless shock and terror remained.
The [Dao-Conquering Tianhun Diagram]?
Memories that should have been dead resurfaced. The terror he thought he had successfully overcome—but which had actually penetrated deep into his marrow—completely reawakened in this instant.
Naturally, Lu Yang noticed the enemy's abnormal reaction.
He lost focus?
It was only for a brief moment. By the time Lu Yang noticed, Emperor Cang's incarnation had already reacted, his unfocused pupils beginning to condense again.
But that's enough!
Lu Yang seized half of that momentary opening. He channeled his full power to deploy the [Arctic Exorcism Court], and then ruthlessly smashed it into the [Dao-Conquering Tianhun Diagram].
Two supreme treasures!
The [Dao-Conquering Tianhun Diagram] sealed the Dao Heart, and the [Arctic Exorcism Court] suppressed the dharma body. Once successful, the fall of Emperor Cang's incarnation would only be a matter of time.
However, at this critical juncture, Emperor Cang's incarnation made a remarkably decisive choice. He cupped his hands in the shape of a lotus. The [Myriad Refinements Blood Pool] rapidly collapsed within his palms, transforming from sky-blotting pill fire into a thumb-sized pill bead. Then, he pushed it forward, instantly erupting into overwhelming crimson light!
It detonated!
Without a moment's hesitation, Emperor Cang's incarnation detonated the [Myriad Refinements Blood Pool]—a supreme treasure! The explosion instantly blew away the [Arctic Exorcism Court] above his head!
The [Dao-Conquering Tianhun Diagram] was also torn open.
The crimson light was like blood, resembling a setting sun in the sky. It was as if a pair of scissors had cut the scroll right down the middle, tearing it apart and carving out an escape route for Emperor Cang's incarnation.
I've escaped!
At this moment, the eyes of Emperor Cang's incarnation were filled with confidence.
The [Myriad Refinements Blood Pool] is different from ordinary supreme treasures. It's essentially a drop of that person's blood. Even if it detonates, as long as I'm alive, I can gather it again sooner or later.
Looking back, he saw a handsome Daoist inside that towering palace, his brow furrowed and expression solemn, seemingly prepared to counter his desperate, all-out attack. However, Emperor Cang's incarnation merely glanced at him. After firmly memorizing the opponent's appearance and aura, he turned and faced a different direction.
Why should I fight to the death with this person?
As long as I escape this place and contact my main body, I can mobilize the power of the entire Netherworld to deal with him. Fighting to the death is for fools.
Exactly, just like back then.
Knowing it was a battle to the death, knowing that a single misstep would result in falling and turning billions of years of cultivation into nothing, yet still attacking without hesitation... it was extremely foolish.
He wasn't that stupid.
With this thought, Emperor Cang's incarnation immediately gathered all the mighty power from the detonation of the [Myriad Refinements Blood Pool]. Riding the crimson light, he picked a random direction and charged out.
With the self-detonation of a supreme treasure and him going all out, absolutely no one below the Heaven Treading Realm could block such mighty power!
Emperor Cang's incarnation fiercely slammed into Mount Beifeng.
In a daze, he seemed to envision himself breaking through the mountain wall with his full-power strike, escaping to freedom, soaring high in the sky like a bird, and leaping freely in the vast ocean like a fish.
"Bang!"
He crashed headfirst, leaving himself battered and bloody.