His Highness the Madman gave in again today.

Feng Xingyu released her hand and took a step forward.

His figure appeared solitary and resolute in the dark seabed, his divine power surging wildly around him, his long hair flying wildly in the violent energy.

"Feng Xingyu," Mo Sangyu called out to him.

He turned around.

"Together," she said.

Feng Xingyu looked at her, and after a moment, nodded.

The two stood side by side, and two completely different yet equally domineering forces erupted simultaneously, intertwining purple and gold, like two giant dragons roaring as they charged toward the formation.

The array's light flickered violently, the dark golden token emitted a piercing buzz, and the entire rift valley trembled as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Mo Sangyu gritted her teeth, her spiritual power almost squeezed to its limit. A purplish-black light enveloped her entire body, leaving only her eyes staring intently at the token.

Feng Xingyu's situation was no better than hers; after all, it was a restriction at the level of an ancestor, so how could it really be so easy?

Golden divine power spun wildly in his palm, transforming into a sharp beam of light that fiercely impacted the core of the formation.

"Break for me!"

Mo Sangyu let out a low shout, and a burst of purplish-black light suddenly erupted.

At the same time, Feng Xingyu's divine power also erupted.

The two forces converged at the center of the formation, unleashing devastating power. The dark golden token emitted a crisp sound and immediately cracked open with a fine line.

As the light of the array slowly dimmed, a passage that had never been trodden before was revealed deep within the rift valley.

Deep within the passage, several ancient and imposing auras, carrying the fury of those who had been offended, surged forth like a tsunami.

"Who dares to trespass into the Tian Ce Mansion!"

A loud roar exploded on the seabed, causing rocks to fall from the surrounding cliffs.

Have we finally found them?

Mo Sangyu didn't even blink, a cold smile curving his lips.

The passage was deep and narrow, with densely packed runes carved on the stone walls on both sides, emitting a dim golden light.

Mo Sangyu was about to step in when Feng Xingyu reached out and stopped her.

I'll go first.

Before she could object, he slipped into the passageway.

Mo Sangyu watched his retreating figure, her brows furrowing slightly, and followed him.

The passage was longer than expected, and it took the two of them about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea before a faint light appeared ahead.

The exit was a strange space.

There was no sky, no earth, only endless void all around, and a huge palace floated in the void.

The palace was entirely black, exuding an ancient and majestic aura. Above the palace gate hung a plaque with three large characters written on it.

Tiance Mansion.

As soon as the two stepped out of the passage, they saw that the empty space in front of the palace was densely packed with people.

The silver-armored celestial soldiers lined up in front, numbering at least a thousand, followed by dozens of priests dressed in dark gold robes, each exuding a powerful aura. At the very front stood five people.

The five men were surrounded by divine light, their aura far surpassing that of others. At this moment, they were staring at the direction of the passage with gloomy expressions.

Their faces were withered, but their eyes held an ancient, aloof indifference, as if they were looking at two ants.

"Who goes there?"

The voice of the person in the very center was like thunder, rolling in and shaking the void slightly.

Mo Sangyu glanced at the patterns on the robes of the five men and whispered to Feng Xingyu, "The five descendants of the ancestor have all arrived."

Feng Xingyu nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.

The leader of the five men had white hair and a long beard. He held a jade ruyi in his hand and his gaze was sharp as a knife as he swept back and forth between Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu.

Upon seeing their faces clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

This is... the Venerable God and that female demon from back then?

His eyes widened in shock, then his face darkened: "How dare you! A sinful god banished for offending the Heavenly Dao, a demon intolerable to the Three Realms, dare to trespass into the Heavenly Strategy Palace!"

"A sinful god? A demon?"

Mo Sangyu raised an eyebrow, a faint, wicked smile playing on his lips.

"Alright, now that we've taken on this title, wouldn't it be a shame if we didn't do what sinful gods and demons should do?"

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the group changed drastically, and they were filled with uncontrollable rage.

"Daring to run wild in the Tian Ce Mansion, they're practically courting death!"

The elder at the head snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, countless golden chains appeared out of thin air, carrying the power to suppress all things, and went straight for the two men's faces.

Feng Xingyu's eyes darkened, and he took the first step to face the chains.

Golden light condensed into an illusory longsword in his palm, and with a single swing, sword energy surged forth.

"clang!"

The piercing clang of metal echoed across the seabed, deafeningly loud.

Those divine chains that were said to be able to suppress the three realms were actually severed by his sword.

The old man's expression changed slightly, clearly not expecting that a sinful god who had been punished by heaven would still be so powerful.

He truly deserves to be called a supreme deity who has long transcended the Three Realms.

Even though he re-entered the world for that female demon back then, and was later bewitched by her and willingly fell into depravity, his strength is still not to be underestimated.

Seeing this, the other two ancestral successors also acted quickly, simultaneously activating the power of the Heavenly Strategy Codex.

The golden runes transformed into countless sharp blades, sweeping across the sky and slashing at Mo Sangyu.

Mo Sangyu took a step forward, and purplish-black demonic energy emanated from her body, spreading slowly like ink into water, transforming into a huge shield around her.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sounds of intense impact were deafening. The runic blades were all blocked by the demonic shield and shattered by her backhand.

"Is that all you've got?"

With a flash, she pierced through the countless runes like a ghost, directly approaching the old man on the left.

The purplish-black demonic energy left a long afterimage behind her, moving so fast that even the void emitted a sharp whistling sound.

Bloodstained fingertips joined together to form a sword, carrying a chilling killing intent, aimed straight at the opponent's heart.

The man's pupils constricted, and he hastily raised his hand to block, but his blood and qi surged due to her powerful spiritual energy, and he retreated repeatedly.

The couple was unstoppable!

The ancestors who hadn't taken these two people seriously initially now realized that things might be more serious than they had imagined.

The two men's sudden intrusion clearly indicated they had some purpose.

But whatever the purpose, it is unforgivable!

Feng Xingyu's side was unstoppable, giving the opponent no chance to breathe.

The old man whose chains he had severed was now being forced into retreat, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"What...what exactly do you want?!"

The old man's face was filled with horror, and his voice carried a hint of fear.

Feng Xingyu looked at him mockingly, his eyes churning with suppressed rage.

"What do I want to do?"

He raised his hand, and golden divine power transformed into an invisible giant hand, tightly gripping the old man's throat.

"You should ask yourselves what you've actually done?"

"What are you all standing there for? Get them!"

As soon as he spoke, thousands of heavenly soldiers began to besiege Feng Xingyu.

Meanwhile, dozens of priests unleashed a torrent of divine light of various colors upon Mo Sangyu.

Mo Sangyu neither dodged nor evaded; his demonic energy surged violently, engulfing all the divine light.

She raised her hand, her five fingers loosely clenched.

Dark purple threads shot out from the void, instantly entangling the three nearest priests. With a sudden flick, the three flew far away like kites with broken strings.

Without pausing for a moment, she continued to rush forward.

The priests fell one after another in her hands.

An ancestor descendant brandished a golden longsword, its blade swirling with ancient runes, and seized the opportunity to cleave down at Mo Sangyu.

Mo Sangyu dodged to the side and struck his sword with a backhand.

The sword and palm struck each other with a dull thud. The disciple staggered back several steps, his tiger's mouth split open, and blood flowed down the hilt of the sword.

His expression shifted unpredictably, filled with surprise and doubt.

"you……"

Mo Sangyu didn't give him a chance to speak. With a turn of her body, the purplish-black demonic energy transformed into a sharp whip, lashing fiercely at his chest.

The man groaned and was sent flying, crashing into the palace wall and creating a deep dent.

The remaining four successors exchanged glances and attacked simultaneously.

Four distinct divine powers blasted towards Mo Sangyu from four directions, working in perfect unison to seal off all her escape routes.

Mo Sangyu's expression remained unchanged. He clasped his hands together, and the purplish-black demonic energy condensed into a huge shield in front of him.

Four divine powers slammed into the shield, unleashing blinding light and creating violent energy ripples in the void.

Mo Sangyu swayed and took a step back, but the shield did not shatter.

She gritted her teeth, a mad, sinister glint flashing in her eyes, carrying an aura of mutual destruction that shocked the group into a state of terror.

This female demon has gone mad!

"What other skills do you have? Continue."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Sangyu suddenly withdrew his shield and flashed to the old man on the far left, striking him in the face with a palm.

The old man was shocked and hurriedly raised his hand to block.

But Mo Sangyu's hand suddenly changed direction in mid-air, his five fingers like claws, directly grabbing his wrist and twisting it sharply.

A crisp snapping sound.

The old man's wrist bent at an unbelievable angle. Before he could even scream, Mo Sangyu kicked him in the chest, sending him flying.

On the other side, Feng Xingyu had already cleared out most of the thousands of heavenly soldiers.

He was covered in blood, but it was all other people's blood. He was also injured, but it healed quickly.

His attacks became faster and more ruthless.

The remaining heavenly soldiers could no longer hold out and began to retreat.

Feng Xingyu did not give chase, but turned to look in the direction of Mo Sangyu.

Mo Sangyu was engaged in a fierce battle with the remaining three elders, fighting against three opponents at once without being at a disadvantage.

Feng Xingyu's thin lips curled slightly, and then he darted out to join the battle.

His arrival instantly disrupted the balance.

An old man was struck in the back of the head by Feng Xingyu's palm, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering to his knees.

The remaining two turned pale and finally showed signs of fear.

The old man at the head stared intently at Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu, his eyes filled with boundless rage. Suddenly, he sneered, and the jade ruyi in his hand emitted a dazzling light.

"Do you think the Tian Ce Mansion only has these methods?"

His voice was deep, carrying an almost malicious smirk: "The Heavenly Strategy Codex, protect the manor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deep hum came from the depths of the palace.

The Heavenly Strategy Codex, which was suspended in the main hall, suddenly trembled, its pages flipping wildly. Countless golden characters flew out from the pages, condensing into a huge golden pillar of light in the void, shooting straight into the sky.

After the pillar of light dissipated, three figures appeared in the void.

The three figures were ethereal and uncertain, as if they might disappear at any moment, but the aura emanating from them caused the entire void to tremble.

The ancestor god.

It is the true ancestral god.

Mo Sangyu's pupils contracted slightly.

Feng Xingyu stood beside her and took her hand.

The three figures of the Primordial Gods slowly opened their eyes, their six gazes falling on Mo Sangyu and Feng Xingyu, devoid of any emotion, only displaying a supreme indifference.

The elder at the head of the group knelt down and bowed, his voice trembling: "We respectfully request the Ancestral God to take action and slay the invading enemy."

However, the three primordial gods did not move.

The person in the very center stared at Mo Sangyu's face for a long time before suddenly speaking.

"What brings you two here?"

"Heaven is unjust."

The void was utterly silent.

Throughout history, no one has ever dared to question the will of Heaven, nor has anyone ever been able to break into this place.

The Primordial God remained silent for a long time before his gaze fell on Mo Sangyu: "Do you know that by trespassing into the Heavenly Strategy Palace, you have already violated the Heavenly Dao, and we can kill you?"

Having said that, the three primordial gods unleashed a powerful killing intent.

Mo Sangyu did not retreat but advanced.

The purplish-black demonic energy surged wildly around him, intertwining with Feng Xingyu's golden divine power, transforming into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

"Then let's give it a try."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable resolve: "Let's see if you kill us first, or if we destroy your Tian Ce Mansion first."

The figures of the three primordial gods paused simultaneously.

It wasn't because of Mo Sangyu's words, but because of Feng Xingyu.

He stood beside Mo Sangyu, his golden divine power perfectly merging with her demonic energy, without the slightest repulsion, as if they were meant to be one.

The primordial god in the very center glanced back and forth between the two, then suddenly frowned.

"Your destiny..."

He didn't continue.

But Mo Sangyu knew what he wanted to say.

Her destiny with Feng Xingyu was supposed to be a preordained match made on the Stone of Three Lives, but it was maliciously erased by the descendant of the progenitor.

Today, they stand here not by fate, but by their own choice.

"Surprised?"

Mo Sangyu sneered: "You have written down all the fates of the world and calculated all the causes and effects of the three realms, but you couldn't have predicted that two people would not follow your script."

She raised her hand, and the purplish-black demonic energy condensed into a long sword in her palm, the tip of which pointed directly at the three primordial gods.

"I'm here today not to beg you to let anyone go, nor simply to demand justice."

Her voice was deliberate and forceful, each word distinct and clear.

"I'm here to inform you that from today onwards, if any of your ancestors' descendants dare to arbitrarily alter the Heavenly Rules or rewrite the fate of others, then I... will have no choice but to destroy your Heavenly Strategy Palace."

The leading ancestor's expression changed drastically: "Stop talking nonsense! When have we ever tampered with the Heavenly Rules?"

Mo Sangyu ignored him, her gaze fixed on the three ancestral gods.

In the void, the three primordial gods examined the Heavenly Strategy Codex, their expressions changing slightly.

Their gazes then fell upon the five ancestral descendants, and they sighed and shook their heads.

The cause and effect have been determined. Even as primordial gods, they can no longer interfere in this matter. Otherwise... the backlash from the Heavenly Dao will cause turmoil throughout the entire Three Realms.

"Every cause has its effect; let's leave this matter to fate."

The three primordial gods left behind only this one sentence before their figures completely vanished into the void.

The elderly man at the head of the group suddenly stood up, his face filled with disbelief: "The Primordial God! The Primordial God!"

No one responded to him.

Feng Xingyu looked in the direction where the three ancestral gods had disappeared, his eyes flickering slightly.

Mo Sangyu was also somewhat taken aback.

They're... gone?

I thought we were in for another fierce battle.

"Did you hear that?"

Mo Sangyu sheathed the demonic sword in his hand and said with a sneer, "The Primordial God ordered you to follow the will of Heaven."

"What do you want to do? I'm warning you, don't mess around!"

"Of course, do what is in accordance with the will of Heaven."

After saying that, she turned to look at Feng Xingyu, who nodded gently at her: "Go ahead, do what you want to do, and leave the rest to me."