"field?"
Even though Qu Bai and the others were very knowledgeable, this was the first time they had ever heard of such a term.
"This is a term reserved for royalty."
Out of professional ethics as a professor, Cheng Qingqing subconsciously explained, "Kings and marquises represent figures who have reached the end of a 'Dao'. They no longer rely on the projection of the Dao Sea to amplify themselves, but can influence the surrounding space through near-complete control of the 'Dao'. This is the realm of kings and marquises."
"It's as if the other party is the 'Dao' itself. With every move he makes, he can mobilize the strongest power in this world, while we will be suppressed in every way... Weaker mountains and seas can't even absorb spiritual energy from him."
"The ebb and flow of one thing leads to the other; this is the chasm created by different levels of understanding."
As Cheng Qingqing spoke softly, Jiang Chengye, who was in the center of the distorted space, flashed and appeared among several immortal martial artists as if by teleportation.
Those few immortal warriors who were supposed to be following the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden changed their expressions. Before they could make any move, they were pierced through by Jiang Chengye's halberd and strung together amidst flying blood and flesh.
Immediately afterward, Jiang Chengye's figure flashed again, appearing in another crowd hundreds of meters away, and charged through.
"Night King, you..."
That was the location of more than a dozen scavenger warriors. They only had time to scream in terror before their bodies shattered and were smashed to pieces amidst Jiang Chengye's cruel smile.
"Jiang Chengye has really gone mad; he's even turning against his own people!"
Qu Bai and the others were both horrified and shocked.
"Queen Mother of the West, what exactly is going on?!"
Erlang Shen, who was fleeing at a snail's pace into the distance, looked at Jiang Chengye, who was like a god of death, and asked him in shock and anger.
"When the Heavenly Tribulation came, the Heavenly Emperor had already fallen into demonic possession. He went to the Heavenly Realm to resolve his inner demons, but he failed in the end."
Before Ji Ruoshui, who was still searching for Chen Qian's figure, could speak, Cheng Qingqing had already answered for her.
"The Heavenly Emperor has fallen into demonic possession? How come I didn't know that!"
Erlang Shen's body trembled, and he said incredulously, "How could someone at his level possibly develop inner demons?"
"You're asking me? Who should I ask?!"
Cheng Qingqing said irritably, "Eighth Junior Sister didn't merge with her previous immortal position; she only obtained some fragments of memories from her remaining consciousness. Those memories aren't complete either, but it's certain that the Heavenly Emperor went mad. He's the one who got the Queen Mother of the West and Laozi to seal him away..."
"We previously thought that the stone coffin might contain the Heavenly Emperor who was still alive, which is why he dissuaded that demoness from doing anything foolish. We never expected it to just be a heart."
"And I never imagined that just a heart could be so ruthless..."
"Did the Heavenly Emperor seal himself away?"
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden, who had just saved a Celestial Warrior, trembled upon hearing this, as if she understood something. "No wonder, no wonder... Who could kill an Emperor-level expert?"
"Jiang Chengye hasn't fully digested that heart yet. His current strength is probably only close to that of a top-tier king... If we join forces, we might still have a chance!"
Seeing that Jiang Chengye's cold eyes had locked onto him, Erlang Shen lost all interest in investigating the truth. Feeling a chill in his heart, he shouted loudly.
"Let's do it!"
Without a moment's hesitation, the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden immediately agreed to Erlang Shen's request.
With their keen eyesight and wisdom, they naturally knew that facing Jiang Chengye at this moment, the chances of escape were no more than ten percent.
A desperate fight might offer a chance of survival.
"What about before it sank?"
Erlang Shen looked around but couldn't find the figure he most wanted to see. After a moment of stunned silence, he roared in disbelief, "He's already escaped?"
"Have you seen the illusion of love?" the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden murmured as if talking to herself. "This is the lover you have chosen."
"He won't... If he really ran away, I would be relieved."
Ding Yi's cold voice rang in the ears of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden simply shook her head, no longer arguing with Ding Yi, and instead shouted, "Everyone, you must not hold back!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a bronze longsword appeared in the hand of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. The longsword was engraved with the sun and moon, and the blue sky and yellow springs. Its sudden appearance caused the surrounding world to pause, and even Jiang Chengye's domain showed slight signs of breaking.
"You actually retrieved the celestial artifact!"
Erlang Shen was taken aback when he saw the long sword in the hand of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden.
He roared, and his body suddenly swelled up, transforming in the blink of an eye into a giant with three heads and six arms.
His aura was several times stronger than before.
"Same here, didn't Erlang Shen also have a trick up his sleeve?"
The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden spoke indifferently, but she did not hide the surprise in her eyes.
This is because Erlang Shen at this time was not much weaker than Jiang Chengye before he swallowed the Heavenly Emperor's heart.
"A bunch of silver coins, clearly possessing the strength of kings and nobles, yet only now are they revealing their true power..."
Cheng Qingqing muttered something, instructing Qu Bai and the others, who were useless on this battlefield, to protect Ji Ruoshui. She then raised her slender hand, conjuring a guqin that radiated seven-colored light in mid-air.
"You also have a celestial artifact?"
Erlang Shen was quite shocked.
Cheng Qingqing did not answer, but simply plucked the strings of the zither. The simple action caused the space to collapse inch by inch, as if an invisible, overwhelming flood was pressing forward, directly locking onto Jiang Chengye who was not far away.
The presence of three king-level warriors greatly boosted Erlang Shen's confidence. He roared again, his figure flashing to the top of Jiang Chengye's head as he neither dodged nor avoided. With a simultaneous slam of his six thick arms, he summoned a jet-black lightning bolt as thick as a bucket, which struck down directly at Jiang Chengye's head.
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