“The Heavenly Net Hall!”
The entire city of Qingcheng was paralyzed by shock. The Heavenly Net Hall had descended! All eyes turned toward the Ye Family manor, realizing the ancient faction was the target of this terrifying force.
The Tianluo Token, an artifact of immense power, hung in the sky, suppressing the very atmosphere. Everyone in Qingcheng felt their spiritual energy choked, their bodies pinned down.
From a massive spatial rift, several Ancient Spirit Boats slowly sailed out. Great Emperor Formation Patterns wove across their hulls like lightning, illuminating the heavens with overwhelming might. From these boats emerged a procession of Heavenly Net Hall Great Emperors: Four-star Great Emperors, Five-star Great Emperors, Six-star Great Emperors, and even a Seven-star Great Emperor! Ten, perhaps more, Emperor Realm Experts!
Qingzhou was merely a backwater, its strongest expert barely a Two-star Great Emperor. What calamity had they invited to warrant such overwhelming power?
A Grey-robed Middle-aged Man stood in the void, his robes billowing in the spatial gale. He looked down upon the terrified citizens of Qingcheng. “Where is the Ye Family? Point the way!”
Instinctively, the citizens pointed toward the Ye Clan territory.
At that moment, several aged figures shot out from the Ye Family manor. It was Ye Beichen and the other Ye Family Old Ancestors.
Ye Beichen’s face was arctic, his eyes burning with hatred. He gripped an Emperor-tier Spirit Sword. “Heavenly Net Hall!” he spat through gritted teeth.
The Grey-robed Middle-aged Man sneered. “What? A group of Ants dares to bark?”
Ye Beichen’s face twisted into a snarl of pure rage. “Die!”
He knew their fate was sealed. With so many high-star Great Emperors present, the Ye Family could not escape. He poured everything into that final attack, burning his soul, his lifespan, and his very essence. The sword energy transformed into a soaring rainbow that sliced through the sky like a falling star, aiming straight for the Heavenly Net Hall experts.
A sneer twisted the Grey-robed Middle-aged Man’s lips. He merely flicked his sleeve, casually annihilating the torrent of power.
Despair washed over the Ye Family members. The gap between them and these high-star Great Emperors was too vast—One Star, One World. They were separated by the difference between clouds and mud.
Ye Beichen attempted to summon a high-grade Emperor Weapon for a final, desperate stand. But before he could even raise it, the Grey-robed Middle-aged Man let out a cold snort—a mere sonic attack.
Crack! The Emperor-tier Spirit Sword in Ye Beichen’s hand shattered into countless fragments.
In the next instant, those thousands of broken shards, shimmering with deadly cold light, shot out and pinned Ye Beichen to the void. The Grey-robed Middle-aged Man effortlessly snatched the high-grade Emperor Weapon from his grasp.
A Black Robe Great Emperor in the distance urged, “Hurry! Don’t waste any more time!”
“Understood,” the Grey-robed Middle-aged Man replied. He produced a black circular plate—the Heaven-Sealing Ancient Plate, another Emperor Weapon.
Terrifying Emperor might erupted from the plate, and endless brilliant light surged forth, enveloping the entire Ye Clan territory, an area spanning hundreds of miles.
Boom! Crack! The immense power tore through the earth. The entire Ye Family territory, including the main hall, was ripped from the ground and suppressed. A massive, bottomless pit was left behind.
All the Ye Family members were standing on the Heaven-Sealing Ancient Plate, immobilized and suppressed by the overwhelming Dao patterns.
Ye Beichen, his breath ragged, glared at them. “What are you doing?”
The Grey-robed Middle-aged Man smiled coldly. “Don’t worry, we won’t kill you. You are of great use to us.”
A terrifying realization struck Ye Beichen. “You! You want to use us to threaten the Fuyao Dynasty!”
The Grey-robed Middle-aged Man simply scoffed.
In the next moment, the Heavenly Net Hall experts tore open the void and departed Qingcheng. The Heaven-Sealing Ancient Plate shot out behind them, carrying the hundreds of miles of Ye Family land, a colossal shadow that blotted out the sun as it Traversed the Void.
The various states were shaken. “What is that thing? Hundreds of miles of land!”
“Those are the Ye Family members! The Heavenly Net Hall has captured the entire clan!”
News of the audacious attack spread like wildfire.
The Ancient Spirit Boats, propelled by Supreme Secret Arts, moved with incredible speed. Within two days, they returned to Yinzhou (Fallen State).
Gu Lang Great Emperor stood waiting in the void, unable to contain his triumphant laughter. Now that the Qingcheng Ye Family was captured, the overall plan was settled.
The Heavenly Net Hall Great Emperors bowed. “Grand Elder, we have succeeded!”
Gu Lang nodded. “Well done.” He looked at Ye Beichen, who was Severely Injured. “What happened to this man? These Ye Family members are our guests; how could we allow him to be hurt?”
With a wave of his sleeve, Gu Lang pulled the broken sword fragments from Ye Beichen’s body and forced a high-grade Emperor-tier Healing Pill down his throat. Ye Beichen’s surface wounds vanished instantly.
Gu Lang smiled, satisfied. “Now, the real show begins.”
He activated a long-distance projection array. The target: the Blackflame Mountain Range.
Brilliant spiritual runes surged, and the image of the captured Ye Family was projected across the vast distance.
Boom! A spiritual projection suddenly appeared above the Blackflame Mountain Range, startling Ji Fuyao and the Dragon Guards.
They stared up at the image. The entire Ye Family territory had been uprooted, suspended in the sky, confined by mysterious Dao patterns. The land was ruined, the palaces destroyed, and the Ye Family members were all suppressed.
Ji Fuyao’s face turned to ice. She rose into the air, her fiery red dress fluttering, killing intent blazing in her eyes.
Gu Lang’s voice echoed from the projection. “Ji Fuyao! To save the Ye Family, you must enter Yinzhou alone within three days! If you bring anyone else, the Ye Family will be annihilated, Form and Spirit Destroyed!”
The projection vanished.
Ji Fuyao’s eyes were like chips of ice, surrounded by intense, scorching flames. The Heavenly Net Hall had crossed a line by using her loyalists as leverage.
The Dragon Guards gnashed their teeth. “The Heavenly Net Hall is digging its own grave!”
At that moment, Chen Changsheng’s puppet clone, cloaked in white, appeared in the void. “Fuyao, don’t panic. It’s time for me to act. I will go with you.”
Ji Fuyao hesitated. “But the Heavenly Net Hall said—”
Chen Changsheng replied calmly, “It doesn’t matter.”
Meanwhile, on Azure Mystery Peak.
Lu Xuan was resting in his recliner when the System notification rang out.
“Ding! Limited-Time Disciple Quest issued! Rescue the Ye Family, annihilate Duan Hunsheng, and assist Ji Fuyao in destroying the Heavenly Net Hall within three months!”
A flash of divine light entered Lu Xuan’s mind, instantly informing him of the situation. His face darkened, and a terrifying, palpable killing intent erupted from him.
“Heavenly Net Hall!” Lu Xuan’s voice was low and dangerous. “I intended to keep you as a whetstone for Fuyao, but since you dare touch my disciple’s loyalists, you are forfeit. I will destroy you!”
Lu Xuan shot upright. He sent a mental Transmission Ring message to Chen Changsheng. “Changsheng, I will handle this personally.”
“That is excellent, Master!” Chen Changsheng replied.
Lu Xuan activated the Corner of a Supreme Great Emperor Formation Pattern. A profound, mysterious energy surged, and Spatial Power permeated the air.
Chen Changsheng’s true body stepped into the formation, concealing his presence. “Master, I will accompany you.”
Lu Xuan nodded. In the blink of an eye, both vanished from Azure Mystery Peak.
In the next breath, Lu Xuan, his white robes billowing, descended upon the Blackflame Mountain Range.
Ji Fuyao’s starlight eyes flashed. She immediately walked toward him. “Master!” She realized that this was the true aura of her master; the previous White Robe Great Emperor had felt subtly off.
The Dragon Guards bowed in unison. “Peak Master Lu! Please, save the Ye Family!”
Lu Xuan nodded. “That is natural.” He looked at Ji Fuyao. “Fuyao, let’s go. To Yinzhou.”