I flew on a sword at the magic academy

"Nangong Ce, today, you will surely die!"

Those five living dead all harbored deep hatred for Nangong Ce, and upon seeing him appear before them, they all revealed their murderous intent.

"You bastard, how dare you address my ancestor by his name?!" Nangong Huang roared, raising his hand to unleash the Devouring Heaven Vessel, which hovered high in the sky to protect the entire City Lord's Mansion.

Having received the nourishment of the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine, Lord Nangong was now surrounded by divine radiance, with mysterious and unpredictable laws of order interwoven around him.

The starlight gathered into mighty rivers, a vast expanse of white, dazzling and radiant, surging towards Lord Nangong.

"A saintly thief?!" A living dead man was shocked.

The sage steals the life force of heaven and earth to enrich himself!

This is a sacred healing technique that can bring one's body to its optimal state in a short period of time.

"Stop him!"

Another undead shouted, sensing the gravity of the situation.

"boom!"

Without him saying anything, the three big shots in the distance had already taken action, activating their ultimate holy weapons to directly confront the Devouring Heaven Vessel, while simultaneously sealing off this area with the power of the ultimate, attempting to forcibly cut off the Saint Thief's performance. However, the vitality of this world continued to flow into Nangong City's main body, making it impossible to cut off!

"Not good! The Supreme God's Weeping Throne is about to break free of its suppression!" A powerful figure exclaimed. He had been using another supreme holy weapon to suppress the Supreme God's Weeping Throne of the Nangong family, but with the addition of the Devouring Heaven Vessel, it was now becoming difficult to suppress.

"No, it's Nangong Ce activating the Supreme God's Weeping Throne!" Someone was the first to notice the clue.

"What?! In his current physical condition, how can he possibly control the Throne of the Supreme God's Cry?!"

Everyone was stunned. Nangong Ce had only just woken up, yet he was already able to control the Wise King's Throne and confront the Supreme Holy Weapon head-on. This was not a good sign.

The three powerful figures worked together to activate two supreme holy weapons, causing the Devouring Heaven Vessel to tremble and nearly be blasted away.

The Devouring Heaven Vessel was a very special supreme holy weapon, possessing terrifying power. However, it lacked a seal, making it an incomplete supreme holy weapon. Even though it had entered the process of revival, it was still somewhat unable to withstand two complete supreme holy weapons and was gradually suppressed, thus halting its revival.

"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and come and lend a hand!" Nangong Huang roared at the powerful figures around him. He was already struggling to activate the Devouring Heaven Vessel and put it into the recovery process by himself. Now he had become the main target and was under immense pressure.

Upon hearing this, the powerful members of the Nangong family and the people of the Beiyu Division reacted and took action, continuously channeling their own magical power into Nangong Huang's body to help him activate the Devouring Heaven Vessel.

"Buzz!"

Just then, the void trembled, and the Supreme God's Weeping Throne also shone with boundless light. Crimson beams pierced through the heavens, and the roar of dragons echoed across three thousand miles of rivers and mountains, almost breaking free from the suppression.

The three important figures all changed color. If the Supreme God's Weeping Throne were to break free of its restraints, under the urging of the City Lord of Nangong, the current situation might undergo a major reversal.

On the other side, City Lord Nangong had already emerged from the underground palace, standing high in the sky, his robes fluttering, his disheveled white hair dancing wildly in the wind, his five fingers outstretched as he grabbed the Devouring Heaven Vessel.

At this moment, he was handsome and dashing, exuding a heroic aura. He looked to be only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, as if his soul had traveled through time and space back to the peak period when he dominated the desolate state and swept away all his enemies. He was no longer that half-dead, old body.

"Nangong Ce, how could you..."

The living dead were all rendered speechless by the natural aura emanating from City Lord Nangong.

They were born in the same era as Lord Nangong, and their invincible aura of looking down upon the world was something they would never forget; it was deeply imprinted in their hearts and could never be erased.

At this moment, whether it was the five living dead or the three important figures of unknown origin, they all felt their hearts pounding with fear, and their very souls trembled uncontrollably.

That is the might of the Lord!

With a single thought, the Lord can overturn mountains and rivers; with a single thought of killing, the heavens grow cold!

"So what if he's the Lord! With so many of us and two flawless Supreme Weapons in hand, how could we not kill him?!" A powerful figure shouted. He had even brought out his Supreme Weapons to kill City Lord Nangong, and he was unwilling to return empty-handed.

"Are you truly ignorant or simply brainless?" a living dead man coldly rebuked.

In the present world, the peerless is already the peak of combat power on the surface. People's understanding of the Lord is limited to ancient books and related documents. They have never truly witnessed the Lord's power, so naturally they do not have much fear in their hearts.

However, in the era of Lord Nangong and his contemporaries, they had personally witnessed the power of the Venerable Lord.

With a single thought, the Lord can overturn mountains and rivers; with a single thought of killing, the heavens grow cold!

This is not just a casual remark.

The five undead immediately tried to escape, but to their horror they discovered that this area had been completely sealed off, leaving them with no way out.

Lord Nangong's eyes were dark and hollow, without pupils. His handsome face showed no emotion whatsoever, and was extremely cold.

The Devouring Heaven Vessel floated in his hand, and streaks of black divine light swept out like a tidal wave. Each streak of divine light was as thick as a mountain range, attacking indiscriminately in all directions. Heaven and earth could hardly withstand that kind of pressure, as if they were about to collapse and shatter, like a brocade banner fluttering wildly in the wind.

Lord Nangong's expression was indifferent. His ten fingers seemed to be playing a zither. One after another, bright and sharp sword lights pierced the sky, like a hundred turns of a blue dragon, sweeping across the heavens and the earth. When they scattered, they were like snowflakes flying all over the sky. When they gathered, they were like frost forming on a cliff.

He stepped through the shattered void, and with a wave of his hand, he sent the five closest living people flying.

One of the undead roared and attacked, his divine power condensing into a divine sword, which pierced straight towards the spiritual platform of the City Lord Nangong.

His physical body was dead, and only his spiritual power could attack him. After a long period of refinement and tempering, this invisible spiritual power had reached a pinnacle.

However, faced with such an attack, the City Lord of Nangong simply raised one hand and pressed it forward, relying solely on the physical strength of his body to confront the attack head-on.

The physical strength of the body and the spiritual power of the soul are two completely different forces that should not normally come into contact.

Mental strength is more difficult to cultivate than physical strength, therefore it also requires greater power.

However, there is also the saying that brute force can overcome all laws. City Lord Nangong pressed down with his palm, directly shattering the divine sword formed from the power of divine consciousness.

The living dead staggered back dozens of steps. In the past, when they were rivals of the same generation, he had always been suppressed by the city lord of Nangong. Now, when they met again, he was still no match for him, which filled him with resentment.

No one wants to be a supporting character for someone else their whole life. He was once a holy son of a certain Xuanmen holy land, a favored son of heaven who was admired by all.

If he hadn't been cursed by the Seven Killings Curse of the Rakshasa Demon King, turning him into this inhuman and ghostly form, he would have long been a figure who had entered a sect and become an ancestor.

Thinking of this, the living dead roared almost insanely, "Nangong Ce, why don't you just die! Why should we be trampled under your feet for the rest of our lives?!"

"If we combine our strength and unleash the ultimate weapon, we refuse to believe we can't kill this..."

A big shot shouted, but before he could finish speaking, there was a soft "plop" sound, and a bloody hole was pierced through his chest.

The Lord of Nangong City appeared silently behind this important figure, and with a slap, the man's head exploded into pieces with a "bang," and blood splattered across the sky.

This scene caused everyone present to gasp in shock.

There was no earth-shattering, fierce battle; it was just a seemingly casual action. Yet, a peerless expert was killed just like that. It's hard not to feel shocked by this outcome.

In the present world, quasi-saint level experts are living in seclusion, while peerless level experts have become the highest combat power in the open, standing on the mountaintop overlooking the vast land.

If it weren't for the resurrection of City Lord Nangong, people would have almost forgotten that there was a Venerable Lord realm above the Peerless realm.

"boom!"

Lord Nangong froze the Devouring Heaven Vessel in the sky, then drew a circle on the ground to imprison himself, the five living dead, and the other two peerless experts inside.

His actions clearly indicated he was about to unleash a massacre, but he also didn't want the aftermath of the battle to affect the others in Tai'an City.

A series of laws of order crisscross and intertwine around the Devouring Heaven Vessel, forming a world of its own.

Nangong Cheng was determined to kill them all, wanting to eliminate them all without letting a single one escape.

If an unparalleled expert harbors murderous intent, it can cause the heavens and earth to change color, let alone a Great Completion Venerable.

That invincible aura that looked down upon the four seas and eight wastelands, and that pure and intense killing intent, could be clearly felt even through a spatial barrier, making one's heart and soul tremble and one's whole body tremble involuntarily.

On that isolated battlefield, an earth-shattering battle was raging. The Lord of Nangong City moved with the aura of a demon emerging from the deepest hell, wreaking havoc in all directions.

With a single palm strike, he pierced straight through the chest of a powerful figure, then smashed the man's head to pieces with a bang, turning it into a cloud of blood mist that exploded, instantly obliterating the man's body and soul!

Two of the three important figures have already been killed. It's not that they were weak; how could someone who could become an unparalleled expert be an ordinary person?

Even among the extraordinary forces of the Xuanmen Holy Land and the aristocratic families, the vast majority of their patriarchs and sect leaders are at this level. In an era when Venerable Lords and Quasi-Saints do not appear, they are the pinnacle of combat power standing atop the mountain, overlooking the vast land.

Unfortunately, they encountered Lord Nangong, who was already unparalleled among his peers in his youth and was hailed as one of the most likely candidates to attain sainthood.

Even today, he still looks down upon the world and stands as a supreme ruler, surpassing all others.

It should be noted that he was unable to cultivate during the long period he was trapped in Wuji Mountain. In other words, he had already reached the Venerable Lord realm before he chose to enter Wuji Mountain to search for the immortals.

How old was he at that time? At most, he had only cultivated for a few hundred years. How could one not admire such a legendary figure with extraordinary talent?

The great battle on the battlefield continued. Every move made by Lord Nangong City seemed casual, but the power contained within them was astonishing.

With a flick of his wrist, he sent a nearby undead flying.

As for the last remaining peerless figure, he staggered backward, suffering a terrible blow, coughing up blood repeatedly.

He simply couldn't activate two supreme holy weapons at the same time. He no longer had the energy to suppress the Devouring Heaven Vessel and the Supreme Divine Weeping Throne of the Nangong Family. The situation began to reverse.

At this moment, City Lord Nangong stopped in his tracks. With a wave of his hands, strange laws of order flowed around him, eventually condensing into a large seal. This seal collided with the spiritual attacks of the five living dead, resulting in a deafening roar.

"The Sun and Moon Seal?!" Jiang Yue was shocked. She arrived at a clock tower in the city lord's mansion and stood there, focusing her gaze on the battlefield.

Although the specific battle scenes cannot be clearly seen, one can still imagine the fighting prowess of Lord Nangong at this moment through the blurry shadows and outlines.

What Lord Nangong just used was the Sun and Moon Seal. This seal, like the Mountain and River Seal, is just a basic and ordinary technique. However, when it was used by Lord Nangong, it revealed unfathomable power, completely shattering the combined divine consciousness of the five living dead and annihilating everything.

But this was not the end. At the same time, the City Lord of Nangong activated his divine sense, which collided with the divine sense of one of the living dead. It was like stars colliding. The terrifying fluctuations of divine sense rippled through the spatial barrier, causing the heartbeats of everyone in Tai'an City to stop for a second or two.

"ah--!"

A heart-wrenching scream rang out, and the soul of the living dead who was fighting against the City Lord of Nangong was visibly fading away.

Only at this moment did people see clearly that the body hidden under his black cloak was a series of ghastly white bones covered in rotting flesh.

"These living dead linger in the world using their spiritual consciousness, and their divine sense is their strongest means of attack. Yet, they have been completely defeated by City Lord Nangong in this area." Jiang Yue felt a chill run down her spine.

"Divine sense against divine sense! The Ancestor, in the opponent's strongest domain, forcefully annihilated him with the power of divine sense! The Ancestor is indeed mighty and domineering!" Nangong Huang, watching from below, was filled with excitement and couldn't help but raise his arms and shout, cheering for the Ancestor.

"Oh no! Ancestor, be careful!"

An elder of the Nangong family exclaimed in shock, discovering that the skeleton of the living dead whose soul had dissipated, hidden under the black cloak, was now emanating an extremely sinister black mist, which slowly condensed into a black seal—the very same Seven Killings Curse that made people tremble at the mere mention of it!

This is a curse that even saints would be wary of. Those living dead in the past were turned into their current inhuman and ghostly state precisely because they were afflicted by this Seven Killings Curse.

No one wanted to be tainted by such a strange thing. The moment the Seven Killings Curse was unleashed, everyone in Tai'an City was terrified and immediately sought refuge. (End of Chapter)