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Chapter 336 Seizing the Soul from the Heavenly Dao
The dark sky was churning with wind and clouds, and black and red lightning danced wildly like dragons and snakes.

The turbulent aftershocks tore through the dark clouds, revealing the deep, chaotic currents behind them.

The original function of the sacred artifacts is merely to serve as a guide during the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, allowing them to trace back to the Heavenly Dao, severing the connection between the sacred artifacts and the Heavenly Dao, thus causing them to lose their divine power in the human world.

However, for the sacred artifact to change hands, there is one crucial condition: the original wielder must die.

The timing was perfect, as it coincided with a period of power transition.

These high and mighty figures have been trying their best to break free from their constraints and ascend to the immortal realm, so their physical bodies should have withered and never regained their former glory.

So they weren't lying.

Through the secrets of heaven glimpsed by the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, regardless of the variables involved, they accomplished this feat every time, winning every time.

Stubbornness has always been a deeply ingrained flaw in the human race, and they will not be willing to peacefully relinquish their rights with just a few words.

Therefore, a major war is inevitable.

The battle first broke out at the Xuan Yuan Immortal Mansion.

Under the dark, gloomy sun, Chu Xiong, the head of the Chu family, dressed in a purple robe, arrived with a fierce aura, bringing with him thousands of killing lights as if a meteor had fallen to earth.

The pale yellow sky darkened the instant he arrived, leaving only the overwhelming flames in the distant sky.

The sect leader of Xuan Yuan Immortal Mansion appeared from the mountain peak, turned his palm to meet him, and his eyes began to tremble.

Then, in the northwest of Yongzhou, a straight black light descended from the sky, and the Holy Palace of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion was instantly engulfed.

Along with it, the Five-Colored Cliff collapsed with a roar, blasted into flat ground amidst the surging air currents.

The sect leader of the Mountain and Sea Pavilion walked out of the Holy Palace, which had collapsed along with the mountain but had not yet crumbled, with a gloomy expression. He roared as he charged toward the second beam of black light, only to see the Wei family patriarch pressing down from above.

Following closely behind was the Li family ancestor who settled on Wendao Mountain.

He held a short knife in his hand and wore a bright yellow robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon. His figure, now restored to its former glory, resembled that of a young emperor in the prime of his life.

The Li family was originally an old royal family that failed to contend for supremacy during the chaotic period of warring states. After the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, they had always existed as an ordinary noble family. However, the old people of the old era always had some lingering habits and were keen on wearing the yellow robe.

"boom!!!!"

A massive blade of light fell fiercely.

The sect leader of the Dao Asks the Way Sect clashed head-on with the jade ball in his hand, and his face gradually began to contort into a ferocious expression.

The battle between the immortal realms was so powerful that it could be described as earth-shattering. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, the tearing marks filled the sky, and endless immortal light spread for thousands of miles in wave after wave.

At the same time, because this realm is too close to the Heavenly Dao, the entire Qingyun realm has been affected.

Countless mountains trembled violently as if the earth were turning over, while endless torrential rain poured down from all directions without warning, causing the Nujiang and Wujiang rivers to swell rapidly in an instant, before bursting their banks.

That scene was like the dome collapsing and the Milky Way pouring out, far more terrifying than the so-called horde of zombies.

Beneath the dojos of the six great immortal sects, countless aristocratic families, gathered together due to the zombie horde, once again fled in a frenzy.

"What exactly happened?"

"Go, hurry, the battle has broken out in the Immortal Realm..."

"The world has been turned upside down..."

It was no secret that the Zheng family patriarch had appeared in Qiling in the Immortal Realm; all the major families were aware of this.

Now, with a thousand-year-old family joining forces and planning for years, many people understand that the Immortal Realm will eventually appear.

Under the terrifying darkness, countless fleeing figures streaked through the air, not daring to stop or look back even when they were hundreds of miles away.

At this time, in the residence of Prince Chong in Shengjing City.

As the distant sunlight pierced down, causing chaos in the sky, countless cultivators living in the courtyard turned ashen-faced.

"They did it. The Chu family, the Li family, the Wei family... First the zombie horde, then the sacred artifact, and then the attack on the mountain by the Immortal Realm. They were working together step by step."

"Nonsense! What right do they have to influence the sacred artifact?!"

The heads of the Qiu, Huang, and Sheng families looked at Prince Chong, their fearful eyes filled with subconscious denial.

King Chong, his face deathly pale, pointed at the city wall: "The matter of the great formation has already shown that the sacred artifact has indeed failed. This is the real calamity."

In fact, ever since the zombie horde began, this whole thing has been shattering everyone's understanding time and time again.

The ancient families joined forces to rebel, and after many days of marching to quell the rebellion, no news came back. But in reality, no one was that nervous.

Ultimately, it's because they subconsciously feel that a sacred artifact is suppressing them, a habit that humanity has developed over thousands of years.

But then they finally realized that everything was about to change drastically.

Once someone enters the Immortal Realm and joins the Immortal Sect, the sacred artifacts will malfunction, and the Immortal Sect will no longer be the invincible sect in the world.

Indeed, the Qingyun family has always harbored resentment towards the lofty immortal sects, and many ambitious individuals have even daydreamed of replacing them.

Even some who harbor hatred towards the Immortal Sects wished for the demise of some of its factions.

But when they actually see things go from impossible to happening, they still feel fear deep down.

Because during the years that the Immortal Sect was alive, these people lived at least a stable life.

Although we hear from time to time that some main branches of immortal sects violate the Qingyun Immortal Rules without being punished, at least it can indeed limit many man-made disasters.

No one dares to imagine what tomorrow will bring if the Immortal Sect perishes after this calamity and the power of the world falls into the hands of others.

At the summit of Mount Ni, the three temple masters who remained behind had changed their expressions.

They had learned the full picture of the deadly situation through their spiritual connection and finally believed everything Chu Yu had said before.

They've prepared for so many years; they really won't leave the six major immortal sects any chance of survival when it comes to the final stages.

Those who feel this even more deeply are actually the people living in Ilseong County.

The Mountain and Sea Pavilion is the closest to this place, and they have already felt the aftershocks of the battle, indicating that things are urgent and they know that the killing has begun.

No one in the room knew what the soaring black light was, but they all knew that since it needed the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice as its foundation, all they had to do was interrupt the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice.

In fact, stopping the Heavenly Ritual is not difficult at all; on the contrary, it is quite simple.

That is, killing the person performing the sacrifice would interrupt and disperse the entire ceremony.

They had already scanned the area with their divine senses and confirmed that the one presiding over this Heavenly Dao Ceremony was none other than the former Xuan Yuan Saint Son, Chu Xian.

Like cultivation, performing a sacrifice to the Heavenly Dao also requires extremely high comprehension. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have been unable to comprehend anything during previous Heavenly Dao sacrifices. Moreover, he wasn't simply performing a sacrifice, but rather manipulating something.

So when it was he who performed the sacrifice, no one was surprised.

Chu Xian was indeed a brilliant and talented genius, but he was also ruthless.

However, this place has been completely sealed off by evil energy, and even for the six major immortal sects, reaching this point is already their limit.

Once they enter the area of ​​the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, they will be attracted by the Heavenly Dao, lose their way, and die as a result, having no power to do anything about it.

Countless people turned around to look at Shang Xiyao, Huo Xingzhong, and the siblings Chen Luo and Chen Xi.

They were direct disciples of the Immortal Sect, and those demons wanted to seize their family's lineage. In everyone's eyes, they should do something.

None of the four moved; they simply stood there with gloomy eyes, their gazes cold yet revealing a hint of fear.

They dared not attempt a hopeless situation where death was certain.

"I will return to my clan and die alongside my father."

Huo Xingzhong clenched his fist, and then a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

Upon hearing this, the expressions around them became strange.

Everyone knows that if they want to die alongside their fathers, this is the place. The so-called "dying by returning to the sect" is simply because they know in their hearts that compared to the certain death they face now, returning to the sect might offer a glimmer of hope.

Before they could leave, a terrified shout suddenly came from the south side of the city wall.

"You wicked disciple!!!"

"Brother!!!"

The disciples of the six major immortal sects were instantly pulled back to their senses and looked towards the direction of the Kun Sect.

On the city wall, Cao Jingsong and the others widened their eyes, their expressions instantly turning ferocious, their eyes turning bloodshot from the rage.

Everyone immediately looked in the direction they were looking, and saw Ji You step in and jump in, expressionless, holding a long sword, and descending into the thick aura of killing intent.

He jumped very decisively and very suddenly.

Cao Jingsong had been worried that he would become the tall one because of Yan Shuyi, and he had been on guard all along, but when he made his move, he only managed to tear off a tattered strip of cloth from his back.

The others on the city wall also widened their eyes instantly, staring at the figure in disbelief.

Ding Yao and Zhuo Wanqiu, in particular, felt as if their minds had exploded, and their faces turned deathly pale.

Even those demons who had been waiting for victory showed disbelief as they looked down at him, their eyes filled with incomprehension.

"He's gone mad?!"

"Isn't he the one who hates the Immortal Sects the most? What does the destruction or annihilation of the six great Immortal Sects have to do with him?!"

"boom!!"

With a dull thud, everyone saw Ji You fall heavily to the ground.

The altar walls were very high, but they were nothing to cultivators, so it was impossible for them to land in such a disheveled manner.

The only possibility is that he lost consciousness when he stepped inside, which is why he fell to the ground.

He entered the Heavenly Ritual.

The Heavenly Dao Ritual is inherently connected to the Heavenly Dao. Compared to arduous cultivation, this ritual is like a carriage, a carriage that carries away the soul on its own. The soul that is taken away will be guided into the Heavenly Dao, thus allowing the cultivator to gain a clearer and more direct understanding of the Heavenly Dao.

However, this process requires a ritual.

Human souls are insignificant in the boundless Heavenly Dao, not even comparable to a drop in the ocean. Only through sacrifices can they find their way back; otherwise, they will surely perish in the heavens and never return.

The six major immortal sects forbid any member of their family from cultivating immortality, yet they have maintained a transcendent life through this profession for so many years, which speaks volumes about its importance.

This is common knowledge, and the outcome of Ji You's intrusion into the altar was naturally expected.

The most terrifying thing is that without a priest, no one can save him from the heavenly order. Even if a priest is summoned, the priest will not be able to see his location because he has never followed the heavens.

This is exile, the most terrible kind, an exile that never ends.

Huo Xingzhong and Shang Xiyao watched this scene with slightly cold eyes.

Ji You's solo entry into the altar at this moment actually embarrassed them, since they were the direct disciples.

But the good thing is that he has now passed away here, which proves to everyone that his disciples are not afraid, but simply rational enough.

Knowing it's a dead end, yet still going anyway, is like a moth drawn to a flame.

However, the act of a moth drawn to a flame is not a courageous act, but rather a foolish one.

The two men gripped their sleeves, intending to leave, but before they could turn around, they suddenly noticed that the crowd hadn't looked away; instead, their gazes were fixed on them. Their brows furrowed slightly, and they looked again.

From the moment he jumped out to the moment he fell, only a few breaths passed, and Ji You did not make any move.

But a cluster of eerie blue flames burst forth from his body. At first, it was just a tiny, shimmering spark, but then it flickered and gradually began to cover his entire body.

Just as everyone was stunned, a groan came from the altar.

A few breaths later, Ji You slowly got up from the ground.

"?"

"He...he didn't ascend to heaven with his divine soul?!"

Amidst the astonishment, Ji You resembled a drunkard who had overindulged in alcohol, his unsteady steps swaying from side to side, appearing completely out of his mind.

Then, with a shout, he took a step forward.

In an instant, a golden light and shadow that was extremely similar to his figure trembled out of his body, as if something inside him was being violently pulled outward, creating a strong resistance against him.

But the golden light and shadow did not escape successfully; instead, it returned just as he stopped.

Then came the second step. The golden light and shadow reappeared, struggling with a blinding glare. Ripples spread around it, and golden rays flew everywhere, like ink splashed from an overturned inkstone, yet it still couldn't separate from it.
Then came the third step, the fourth step...

Ji You was like a water bottle filled to the brim, walking unsteadily, her steps seemingly incredibly heavy.

With each tremor of his footsteps, the golden soul continued to overflow, but with each step, less of it was released than the last.

Few humans cultivate their physical bodies because the physical body restricts the soul, thus weakening the connection between humans and the divine.

Furthermore, when the physical body becomes too powerful, it can completely imprison the divine sense.

Ji You has been cultivating his body for many years and has always paid special attention to this matter. If there is too much water, add flour; if there is too much flour, add water, maintaining a delicate balance.

As the spirit continues to grow stronger, the constraints on the physical body also increase.

The relationship between these two may seem to be relatively static, but in reality, both the strength of the soul and the constraints on the physical body are constantly increasing.

He didn't believe that someone could force him to comprehend the Dao that he didn't want to understand.

Ji You gritted her teeth, continued to keep the spiritual fire within her body burning, and then stepped out again.

This is his third hurdle.

The moment he fell, he began the third challenge.

An intense feeling of constraint constantly enveloped him, as if it were about to crush him.

But what was originally an obstacle to breaking through has now become the strongest pull between his physical body and his soul, making his body and mind tightly bound together.

Five steps, six steps...

Under everyone's gaze, Ji You's steps gradually became steady, while the golden light and shadow's body trembled less and less.

Most importantly, when he took the first two steps, the golden light and shadow only returned after he had come to a complete stop.

But each subsequent step was abruptly pulled back.

Upon witnessing this scene, the disciples of the six major immortal sects were stunned for a long time, their eyes gradually revealing shock and confusion.

He entered the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice, but instead of transforming into the Dao, he began to walk deeper into the altar.

At this moment, both his state of mind and the light and shadow emanating from him are incomprehensible.

"How could this be? What is he doing?"

"He is forcibly seizing his own soul from the Heavenly Dao."

Zuo Qiuyang frowned, staring intently at the composed figure as he spoke, his eyes growing increasingly deep.

At this moment, Ji You, surrounded by malevolent energy, walked more and more steadily, his steps becoming faster and faster. Then, he suddenly clenched his fist, and as the energy burst forth from his body, a gust of wind and waves shook his entire body.

The golden light and shadow never appeared again. Instead, endless golden waves surged in his eyes, erasing his confusion and dazedness and replacing it with a gradual clarity.

Seeing this, Zuo Qiuyang opened his mouth slightly and said, "It seems that Heaven couldn't beat him."

"???"

Upon hearing this, all the members of the six major immortal sects and the aristocratic families of the world looked dazed.

The Way of Heaven draws people's souls into Heaven; this is something that cannot be controlled by anyone. How could anyone possibly resist the Way of Heaven, or even contend with it?

However, the truth is that Ji You did indeed enter the human race's altar where the Heavenly Dao Sacrifice had already begun.

Heaven has extended a strong invitation, but he has not responded.

The seemingly hopeless situation took an unexpected turn, leaving everyone momentarily stunned.

Ji You has always been known for his extraordinary abilities, but they never expected that this seemingly inevitable killing intent could be so horrifyingly exploited by him, creating a breach in the process.

With a loud bang, everyone snapped back to reality and saw the figure amidst the malevolent aura stepping towards the center of the altar. They instantly held their breath.

The malevolent aura inherently possesses the ability to obscure the soul, and once the distance is far enough, no one can detect his figure anymore. Only those at the peak of the fifth realm watch intently as he runs wildly through the thick, dark fog.

The human altar is incredibly vast, but for cultivators, this distance is nothing.

Ji You strode forward, passing countless corpses of cultivators who had once shone brightly at the Immortal Tour. As he approached the center, he saw one or two figures sitting cross-legged.

One of them was a beam of black light that roared into the sky.

Suddenly, Ji You drew his arm as taut as a bow, and charged forward like a wild beast, his green sword whistling as he slashed down.

Bang! ! !

A pair of crimson iron hands suddenly clamped down on the Dao sword, and the powerful impact directly cut a long gash in the surrounding evil energy.

Chu Xian caught the sword with both hands and suddenly retreated ten feet. Then he looked up at the figure that had come to him, his eyes showing disbelief.

Because during the Heavenly Ritual, it is impossible for anyone to enter this place midway.

He has verified this countless times.

"Ji You?"

"It seems that all I need to do is kill you."

"?"

Ji You watched as the black light emanating from his head suddenly swung his sword and stomped down, the sword in his hand emitting a clear, crisp sword cry.

The sword energy, soaring straight into the sky, carried intense pressure and unleashed a series of explosive sounds as it crashed down.

Chu Xian suddenly swung his robe and used his crimson iron hand to meet the attack head-on, instantly feeling a powerful force pressing down on his arms.

With a soft "poof," his purple sleeves suddenly burst open.

His exposed arms were now bulging with veins, and the skin was turning red at a visible speed, causing his eyes to narrow suddenly.

But before he could react, the next sword strike came crashing down like a raging torrent.

Amidst the dense sparks, the sword strike was like a raging storm, pouring down with powerful energy and sharp sword aura.

Chu Xian, meanwhile, continuously raised his arms, his crimson iron hands like branding irons that had been heated to the core, clashing dozens of times in an instant with Ji You's wildly descending sword.

Just as the circular slash that seemed to encircle the sky was being worn down by his iron hand, the former Xuan Yuan Saint suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and in the gap of the sword swing, he suddenly gripped the air and ripped it out, aiming for Ji You's heart.

But at that moment, Chu Xian's smile suddenly froze on his face.

Amidst the raging shockwave, Ji You suddenly grabbed a sword, which burst forth in front of him amidst the howling sword energy.

With a loud bang, Chu Xian was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, smashing a deep crater into the altar.

"It seems to be trembling."

"?"

Although those standing atop the besieged city could not see through the murderous aura, they could see the bursts of sword light, and were terrified by the fact that it could still be so ferocious amidst the murderous aura.

It wasn't until someone spoke that they snapped out of their daze and looked at the soaring black light.

After a long wait, the beam of black light indeed began to tremble slightly.

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