Shrouding the Heavens

Why do you seek your own death?” “All of you, each a ruler who looks down upon your peers, dominating your own domain, now you join forces to kill a desolate old man.

Don’t you feel ashamed?!” Jiang Yun shouted.

“We are here for the secrets of the Beginningless Great Emperor and for the Nine Secrets’ Fighting Character Technique.

Killing the Divine King is only third on our list.” “For a Divine King of his generation, having so many sovereigns send him off is a form of respect.

Otherwise, to die at the hands of a lone individual would be a tragedy for a Divine King at his end.” Jiang Yun retorted coldly, “Fine words.

Everyone grows old.

Aren’t you afraid of facing the same treatment one day?” “In eight hundred years, I will gladly await future generations to come for my life,” a voice sneered, sweeping its gaze over the few middle-aged and younger members of the Jiang Family present.

“I just fear none of you will live as long as I!” “Jiang Taixu, reveal the secrets of the Purple Mountain!

Write down the Fighting Saint Technique, and we will spare your descendants’ lives!” “Everyone present is your direct descendant.

You don’t want to watch them being slaughtered, do you?” “The Hengyu Holy Furnace is blocked.

Even if the entire Jiang Family came out in force, they couldn’t save you!

Besides, you’re utterly depleted.

Why continue to hold on?” The thirteen Saint Master Level figures once again exuded a bone-chilling killing intent, penetrating the human wall and surging towards the old Divine King Jiang.

PFFT.

At this time, even the sovereign Jiang Yun couldn’t help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

He alone stood on equal footing with them; how could he possibly resist them all?

“Jiang Yun, since you wish to die, we’ll grant your wish, and then kill the Divine King!” The thirteen sovereigns stepped forward together.

The Underground Palace nearly collapsed as a terrifying pressure, like an ocean engulfing the heavens, swept away all obstructions.

SPLASH!

SPLASH!

In the Dragon Transformation Pool, the sound of water arose.

That desiccated body slowly sat up, then gradually stood.

The Divine Light in his eyes grew even more brilliant, as if it could pierce through a person’s very body.

Jiang Taixu walked step by step onto the shore.

He was still skin and bones, appearing incredibly frail, but his movements were firm and powerful.

“Ancestor!” “Divine King Ancestor!” “What’s wrong?

What do you intend to do?” The Jiang Family members exclaimed, not expecting Jiang Taixu to be able to stand up, let alone walk ashore alone and directly confront the thirteen sovereigns.

Now, with each step he took, a rhythmic pulse echoed through the world.

It wasn’t overwhelmingly heavy, nor did it cause the Underground Palace to tremble.

However, this rhythm was like the divine drum of the Ancient Heavenly Court, sounding anew after millennia of silence.

It beat within people’s hearts, causing even the hearts of sovereigns to constrict.

DONG, DONG, DONG…

This was an indescribably terrifying rhythm, as if the Innate Dao itself resonated with his steps.

The Jiang Family members involuntarily made way for him, their actions entirely subconscious.

“Humph!” A Saint Master Level figure snorted coldly, attempting to disrupt this horrifying rhythm, but failed.

Instead, the heart-pounding sensation intensified.

“He’s a man with one foot in the grave; what’s there to fear!” A sovereign stepped forward, making a direct move, rushing up like a black bolt of lightning.

Jiang Yun wielded his Battle Halberd to block, but two other sovereigns acted simultaneously, intercepting him and denying him the chance to advance.

“Divine King Jiang, I’ll send you on your way!” That person was upon him in the blink of an eye, raising a large hand to strike down.

This was not just a palm, but a manifestation of Heaven and Earth Rules.

In that ephemeral space, strands of Dao Glyphs could be seen intertwining to form a net of Order, manifesting tangible Law Power!

The Jiang Family members felt their spirits shatter.

They wanted to intervene but found it utterly impossible.

This was a Heroic Lord; none save Jiang Yun could possibly stop him.

Yet, Jiang Taixu remained undaunted, continuing forward step by step, the rhythm of his pace never faltering.

Suddenly, two beams of crimson light shot out from his eyes, the same color as Phoenix Blood Red Gold, becoming the sole radiance between heaven and earth—brilliant and eternal, like the Hengyu Holy Furnace erupting with power!

“AH…” The sovereign screamed.