The God of Heavens

Chapter 118 Yin Yang Scissors

The old man from the Yin-Yang Sect had white hair and beard, and he exuded an aura of decay. It was obvious that he would not live long.

Behind him followed two young men, both of whom were outstanding. They were wearing Yin-Yang Taoist robes, and were very elegant and glared at Ye Fan fiercely.

The old man's eyes were cloudy, and his voice was extremely old. He said, "Li Daoqing, Yaoguang has captured several of my fellow disciples. Shouldn't it be time to release them now?"

The scene was completely silent. They had all heard about the conflict between the Yaoguang Holy Land and the Yin-Yang Sect. They even knew that the Holy Son of Yaoguang had looted the Yin-Yang Sect's stone archway in broad daylight.

They were also wondering how the Yin-Yang Sect could endure such a huge loss. It turned out that the Yaoguang Holy Land had done such a big thing in secret.

"The Yin-Yang Sect is a holy place after all. How could it be beaten into this state by Yaoguang?" someone whispered.

"The Holy Lord is not an ordinary person. I guess the Yaoguang Holy Land is sending out its inner strength to snipe them."

If the ancient saints had not appeared, the holy lords in today's world would be the top figures of a holy land, commanding the vast land and billions of lives. If four or five of them disappeared, the holy land would almost collapse. No wonder they were so humble.

Li Daoqing was enveloped by one hundred and eight divine rings. His expression was icy as he said, "This is entirely your fault, the Yin-Yang Sect. You coveted the source of the Mother Qi of all things, the sacred body of our sect. We are determined to suppress them for three years to serve as a warning to others."

Lin Yu and Li Daoqing had communicated about the Yin-Yang Sect before, so he naturally knew the whole story. Lin Yu naturally could not agree to someone wanting to get out after entering hell.

Suppress it for three years first to prevent the Yin-Yang Sect from making a last-ditch struggle, and then destroy it in one fell swoop when the time is right.

The Yin Yang Sect was speechless and said submissively, "It is true that we were at fault in this matter, but the Ancient Saint Body is fine and has even broken through the Four Extremes.

You also attacked my sect's stone workshop. Why don't we let the young people handle this matter? My sect's Holy Son and the Ancient Saint Body have been in spiritual contact for a long time. Let them compete and the winner will be determined by the loss. How about that? "

When Lin Yu heard the proposal of the old man from the Yin-Yang Sect, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

He walked forward slowly, his voice calm but with unquestionable authority: "Since the Yin-Yang Sect wants to decide the outcome through a competition, then it will be as you wish.

However, I feel that instead of letting the youngsters do it, it would be better for me to personally learn the Yin-Yang Sect's advanced techniques."

When the old man from the Yin-Yang Sect heard this, his face changed slightly. He obviously did not expect Lin Yu to take action himself.

However, everyone present was in an uproar, especially those who knew Lin Yu's cultivation level, their hearts were filled with shock.

"The Holy Son of Yaoguang is only at the Dragon Transformation Realm, while the old man from the Yin-Yang Sect is a powerful figure. How could he possibly have a chance of winning?"

A cultivator from a major sect in the Northern Territory exclaimed in a low voice, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"I heard that Saint Yaoguang once killed a powerful assassin. Could it be true?" Another cultivator recounted a past event.

"It's hard to believe. The gap between the great realms is like a natural chasm. Perhaps some forbidden weapon was used at that time."

An elderly monk frowned and said, fully demonstrating the local monks' train of thought, "Anyway, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, it doesn't count."

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect sneered repeatedly, obviously disdaining Lin Yu's arrogance.

A young disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect sneered, "Lin Yu, you are only at the Dragon Transformation Realm, and you dare to challenge our sect's elders? You really don't know your place!"

Another Yin-Yang Sect disciple echoed, "Hua Long against the Immortal Platform is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot! Have you lost your mind?"

However, the disciples of Yaoguang Holy Land were full of confidence in Lin Yu. One Yaoguang disciple shouted loudly: "The Holy Son is mighty, let them see the power of our Yaoguang Holy Land!" Another disciple also said excitedly: "That's right, for the Holy Son, a mere second-level immortal can be killed at will!"

Just as everyone was talking about it, Lin Yu had already stood opposite the old man. The Yin-Yang Sect was such a dark and evil force. Instead of waiting to die at home, it wanted to stir up trouble. It had to be dealt with with a heavy punch.

The old man from the Yin-Yang Sect sneered, his eyes filled with disdain, and said, "Li Daoqing, the Holy Son Yaoguang is only at the Dragon Transformation Realm. Should we decide this matter?"

Li Daoqing's expression remained unchanged as he said solemnly, "No need to say more. The Holy Son can make the final decision on matters concerning the Yin-Yang Sect."

The elder of the Yin-Yang Sect opened his mouth, not expecting that the Holy Lord Yaoguang would actually support Lin Yu so much. Everyone present was also surprised and confused. Could it be that the Holy Lord Yaoguang was really sure of winning?
It should be noted that there are also gaps between powerful people, and the strength of a beginner cannot be compared with that of a peak second-level immortal.

The old man from the Yin-Yang Sect said hypocritically, "Saint Yaoguang, I don't know how you killed those powerful assassins, but I'm not that kind of loser. It would be disgraceful if I accidentally killed or injured you!"

Lin Yu smiled slightly, his tone calm: "It's okay, just go ahead and do it. The division of realm is just a bottleneck in the cultivator's understanding of Tao. It is for mediocre people like you, but I have already surpassed the constraints of realm."

Upon hearing this, the old man's face darkened and he shouted angrily, "How arrogant! How dare a mere Dragon Transformation cultivator boast so brazenly! Today, I will let you know just how vast the gap is between the Immortal Stage and the Dragon Transformation!"

Before he finished speaking, the yin and yang energies around the old man surged wildly, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was instantly mobilized by him, turning into a huge yin and yang diagram, suppressing Lin Yu.

The old man has a very high understanding of the Tao. When he presses down the Tao diagram, it activates the rules of heaven and earth. Even vaguely, one can see lines of Tao patterns interweaving to form a network of order, showing the tangible power of the law!

The hearts of the people present sank, and someone exclaimed: "The living fossil of the Yin-Yang Sect has already reached the ninth step of the Second Heaven of the Immortal Platform. If it weren't for the restrictions of heaven and earth, he might have already become a king."

However, Lin Yu was not afraid at all. He walked forward slowly with an indifferent expression. The shadows of the sun and the moon floated in his pupils, and the yin and yang transformed. He was like a god in heaven, about to bring down judgment.

"boom!"

Lin Yu's eyes lit up, and two rays of divine light suddenly burst out from his pupils, one black and one white, like two dragons piercing through the sky and the earth. The yin and yang energy intertwined and spread, and instantly condensed into a huge pair of divine scissors.

The divine scissors were densely covered with ancient Taoist patterns, and were filled with chilling coldness that froze time and space and tore apart the universe.

"Creation of heaven and earth!"

The Yin-Yang Scissors appeared out of nowhere, shattering all laws and sweeping across the land without a trace of enemy. The web of order, the rules of heaven and earth, were all as fragile as thin paper before these divine scissors, crumbling at the slightest touch.

The Yin and Yang dragons flew across the sky, transforming into an extremely sharp edge that instantly split the huge Dao diagram into two. The world was created and chaos was separated.

"puff!"

The Dao diagram shattered, transforming into countless rains of light that dissipated between heaven and earth. Wherever the sharp edge of the Yin-Yang Shears passed, all things fell silent, even the laws of heaven and earth were severed, and everything was reduced to nothingness under this shear.

The living fossil of the Yin-Yang Sect was horrified. He opened his mouth and spit out a stream of original essence, sacrificed a sect pagoda, and used his great magic power to activate the holy land's magic, barely forming a two-colored giant hand to fight against the divine scissors.

However, what is horrifying is that the Yin-Yang Scissors can cut through anything, no matter if it is a magic weapon or the old man's magic, they are all as fragile as cattails and willows, breaking again and again.

"puff!"

A flash of blood suddenly appeared, and the divine scissors crisscrossed, splitting the living fossil of the Yin-Yang Sect into two parts. The yin and yang energies took the form of dragons and transformed into a divine chain that pierced through his soul.

At first, the scene was completely silent, then a frenzy erupted. The mighty power of the Yin-Yang Cult, possessed by the laws of heaven and earth, nearly reaching the realm of the King, was no match for a single glance from the Saint of Yaoguang?
(End of this chapter)