Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

The Lord of War has surrendered, utterly surrendered.

This ancient being, an unparalleled giant in all the heavens and myriad realms, finally felt fear in front of Fang Qing, because when he encountered Fang Qing, his body was actually shattered by a single punch from Fang Qing.

Even more crucially, his shattered body was unable to close up or recover, leaving him in an extremely weak state.

If someone were to attack him at this moment and directly refine the individual parts that make up his body, then he might truly perish!

This was something he couldn't even imagine.

As a supreme being who had lived for several eras, the Lord of War was unwilling to die just like that, so he immediately expressed his submission and worship of Fang Qing.

"Since you are willing to submit, from now on there will be no more war in this land. You and all your subordinates shall join my Feathered Gate."

Fang Qing's face remained calm as his words echoed in the void. The laws of this cosmic void finally shifted, and the Lord of War was finally able to regain his power.

Waaaaah, waaaah!
The entire vortex of war began to shrink, shrink, and countless war fortresses, countless war beasts, and many divine objects entered Fang Qing's body. Several ancient divine characters flew out from Fang Qing's body in the midst of war.

war.

These two ancient divine characters spewed from the Gate of Immortality. After being obtained by the Lord of War, they were refined for many years and contain many powerful mysteries.

Fang Qing directly brought up the word "war" and pondered it carefully.

His gaze swept over the two ancient characters. Each character was written in blood-red ink, sharp as a knife, and every stroke seemed to roar, howl, and proclaim the purest laws of war in the world.

The character “war” signifies the true meaning of killing and destruction, annihilating all laws.
The moment the word "war" was uttered, the void trembled, as if billions of gods and demons were roaring in anger, and a battlefield illusion of flashing swords, blood and fire appeared before Fang Qing's eyes.

With its imagery of clashing swords and galloping horses, and its soaring battle intent, this character embodies the way of slaughter. Every stroke is like a divine weapon, with horizontal strokes like a heavenly blade slashing down, vertical strokes like a spear piercing through, and left-falling and right-falling strokes like sword energy crisscrossing.

This character also embodies a will to "go against the heavens," and the more desperate the situation, the stronger the fighting spirit.

It can be said that after integrating this word into one's own body, even when facing the supreme being, one's fighting spirit will not be extinguished, and one will become stronger with each battle! That indomitable will to fight against heaven and earth will enable cultivators to unleash unprecedented potential in desperate situations.

Lord of War: You're talking nonsense.

Fang Qing was, of course, an exception.

His gaze remained fixed on the character "争" (struggle).

The word "contend" signifies the plundering of truth and the devouring of all worlds. Although it is not as sharp and aggressive as the word "war," it is like an abyss that devours everything and plunders all things.

To contend for destiny and seize creation—this word represents the essence of "contending"—plundering, devouring, and seizing.

This ancient character is many times more powerful than the Great Devouring Technique, but unfortunately, even though the Lord of War obtained this ancient character, he was unable to devour any of Fang Qing's essence, energy, or spirit.

Now, this ancient character has fallen into Fang Qing's hands.

One can see that many profound ideas flow from this ancient character; the struggle is both about devouring and about fighting for a sliver of life.

All things are struggling to cross the river, and the word "struggle" is the embodiment of "a glimmer of hope." This word is quite similar to the glimmer of hope that the Calamity Lord has held in the past. However, the struggle in war is an active struggle, while the Calamity Lord holds both calamity and hope, thus revealing a kind of vitality of status.

Many Taoist principles have similarities, but also differences.

When the word "war" is combined, it transforms into fighting against fate, being unwilling to accept destiny or cause and effect, wanting to break everything and gain countless benefits.

As Fang Qing was comprehending, endless divine light erupted from his body, and the laws of war roared within him, as if an ancient war god was awakening within him.

These two words intertwine, creating various planes in the void. In some planes, the projection of these two words transforms into a blood-red battlefield. Anyone who enters this realm will be suppressed by the laws of war, and their fighting spirit will be weakened. Fang Qing, however, grows stronger with each battle.

In some planes, it devours and absorbs everything.

"We welcome Fellow Daoist Lord of War to join our Feathered Ascension Sect. Every Heavenly King is a collection of great adventures and opportunities. I will not kill them unless absolutely necessary. Of course, if I want to unify the entire Heavenly Realm, Lord of War will still have to join our Feathered Ascension Sect."

Fang Qing looked at the Lord of War, "You are a powerful Heavenly Lord of eleven eras. Now that you have joined my Feathered Ascension Sect, you can preach the Dao and spread the Dharma. You can also gain many benefits from my Feathered Ascension Sect. You will never regret the decision you made today."

Fang Qing's voice echoed deep within the Feathered Gate, majestic and vast, like a decree from the Heavenly Dao, not to be disobeyed.

The Lord of War stood in the void, his body swirling with crimson battle intent, every wisp of his aura seemingly capable of tearing the heavens apart. His gaze swept over the many disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect, a friendly smile playing on his lips.

"Since Brother Wuliang Tianjun has extended such a generous invitation, I will now give a discourse to the disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect."

The Lord of War spoke, his voice booming like thunder, shaking the minds of countless disciples as if they were on an ancient battlefield, surrounded by the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses.

With a flick of his finger, the void immediately cracked open, revealing a vast battlefield illusion—billions of gods and demons clashing, blood staining the starry river, and mountains of corpses.

A great deal of ominous aura rose into the sky, causing many disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect to feel a sense of terror.

“There is great terror in life and death. You have all lived very comfortably with the help of Brother Wuliang Tianjun. But it is not a bad thing to be afraid when you should be afraid.”

The Lord of War continued speaking, employing numerous methods. Many disciples of the Feathered Gate actually sent a wisp of their divine sense into the distant blood-red battlefield to experience a true battle.

This war lord did not resort to ruthless methods. Otherwise, his disciples would have been tempered by the most brutal warfare, and only those who survived would be his disciples.

Having just arrived at the Feathered Ascension Sect, he could only send some disciples' divine senses into the blood-red battlefield for a little tempering.

Many years passed in the blink of an eye. Many disciples on the blood-red battlefield experienced extremely fierce battles. In the end, some disciples survived, while others died.

After the surviving disciples left the blood-red battlefield, their auras rose steadily, reaching the peak of the Heavenly Lord realm. Some disciples even triggered the Heavenly Monarch Tribulation due to their strong spiritual will.

The Feathered Ascension Sect has welcomed a new Heavenly Emperor.

“Not bad, not bad, but Ying Tianqing, we should also deal with our own issues.”

Fang Qing watched all of this, his gaze finally settling on the Demon Commander not far away. (End of Chapter)