Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

He clearly raised his hand as if to throw a spear, but after the spear flew out of his hand and the black flames that had obscured half of his figure dissipated, he had already picked up a handy greatsword and slashed out.

The extremely Yin blood and the viscous Yin energy of fire merged into a moon-shaped sword wave, forcing the emperor to draw his sword and fight.

This left the emperor with no time to deal with the spear that Chu Ming had dropped, which shattered the weak point of the formation that the emperor had just protected.

Although Chu Mingkong failed to harm the emperor in the slightest during this round of combat, he had already gained the upper hand in terms of objective.

Chu Mingkong glanced at the emperor, whose emotions and rational judgment were affected by the extreme yin power, and suddenly felt that his IQ was actually so high!

When the ferocious beasts and evil spirits in the Abyss meet, they fight to the death. But Chu Mingkong's intelligence prevails. He supports Empress Pei with one hand, carries the Asura Heavy Sword on his shoulder with the other, and runs straight towards the last weakness.

The continuous screams of pain from the dragon's head in the sky made Chu Mingkong feel that victory was imminent. As long as he broke through this last weakness, the palace barrier would no longer be able to stop him from escaping.

However, his expression quickly turned serious. From the direction of that last weak point, an extremely pure Yin aura emanated, much purer than the mixed aura on the emperor's body.

The Prince of Jin stood there, carrying a large halberd. The veins and tendons in his hands and feet throbbed as if fat worms were crawling through his blood vessels.

"Martial arts tendon transplant?!" Chu Mingkong exclaimed in surprise.

In the blink of an eye, the Prince of Jin's body underwent a strange transformation and grew larger.

Extreme Abyss Transformation!

Chapter 140 Smash Waludo (9.6/18)

This is really outrageous!

It wasn't that Chu Mingkong had any contempt for the Tianji Empire's foundation, but rather that the new methods the Tianji Empire displayed were truly beyond his imagination.

Jin is adjacent to Xiling, but its geographical advantages are superior to those of Xiling in all aspects. Except for the fact that it does not have the conditions to connect with other places, Jin is much more prosperous than Xiling. Its commerce and trade are developed. However, the biggest limitation to this prosperity is the Jiyuan!

Jin also maintains a special force to deal with the ferocious beasts of the Abyss and suppress their rampant spread. However, it now seems that the Abyss, which restricts the development of Jin, has become a treasure trove, allowing the King of Jin to explore methods for utilizing the power of extreme Yin.

Every part of Prince Jin's body, from his spiritual veins and internal organs to his hair, skin, and muscles, was transplanted with components from extremely yin and ferocious beasts!

After the muscles and spiritual veins rippled, the muscles swelled up, and the limbs burst the royal armor on the body. The "composition" of each hand and foot was extremely different, all belonging to different extreme abyssal beasts. Even different parts of the same limb belonged to different extreme abyssal beasts. The skin surface was like rotten worm leather, with some places still protruding sharp bone spurs.

However, it is clear that Prince Jin attaches great importance to the authenticity of the bloodline. The original thing that has not changed is very eye-catching. Compared with the tall body of the Abyss Transformation, the sparrow looks more "exquisite".

Except for his large and small heads, nothing else on the Prince of Jin's body was original.

"Faced with this extremely Yin power, you little brat from Xiling, you should be afraid! I knew you would end up here. Not bad, at least you still have reckless courage."

The Prince of Jin looked directly at the dark, blood-soaked figure before him. The enormous halberd in his hand now seemed much more normal in comparison to his size. Behind him was a well weighed down by a stone carving.

The well was protected by a dark barrier, the aura of which was connected to Prince Jin. This was another barrier that was tied to his life; unless Prince Jin himself removed it, no one could touch the well.

Looking at his blind eye, Chu Mingkong guessed that he had probably tried to transplant it again, but the attempt had failed.

The Prince of Jin appeared to be clear-headed, but in reality, his mind was somewhat affected. He was told that he should be afraid, yet he was also praised for his reckless courage. His brain was not as sharp as Chu Mingkong's.

"You seem very confident in your current state?" Chu Mingkong's tone was teasing and relaxed, but he was actually trying to lower the other party's guard.

When facing extremely yin and ferocious beasts, Chu Mingkong has developed the habit of attacking their eggs, heads, and hearts, targeting their weak points.

Inwardly, he was extremely nervous. If he wasn't mistaken, the piece of skin on his left arm, taken from a ferocious beast that spewed poisonous mist, had a hole the size of a child's fist on it as the best proof.

The poisonous fog, imbued with extreme Yin energy, was incredibly lethal. Empress Pei was highly vulnerable to its effects, and there was a dragon head above her that would occasionally spit saliva and strike with lightning. Furthermore, there was the treacherous emperor rushing over to steal her from behind.

Chu Mingkong was under immense pressure; he had to resolve the battle in the shortest possible time and could not afford to delay!

Chu Mingkong, having dealt with the Abyss Beasts for so many years, could only claim he could handle them; he only boasted of his ability to easily defeat them when he was in the mood for bragging. The Prince of Jin's transplantation combined all the advantages of this extremely Yin beast into one person.

Just as he was pondering, the earth shook violently, and a dragon's roar echoed in the sky. Golden dragon lightning, like a flying dragon, struck down and landed where Chu Mingkong was standing. The dragon lightning did not leave much damage on the palace ground, but Chu Mingkong knew that if the lightning had hit him, the destructive power would not have been so benevolent.

While dodging, Chu Mingkong asked curiously:

"Even the dragon heads in your heavens are spitting, yet you, Prince Jin, are still standing there motionless. Aren't you in any hurry to see me executed?"

A cold smile appeared on the Prince of Jin's face:

"Worried? You're the one who should be worried. Why should I be worried? As long as the barrier is still there, you can't leave with Pei Mi. You should be worried about how to leave as quickly as possible. Watching you frantically dodge is no different from watching a monkey show."

This line of thinking seems pretty clear...

Chu Mingkong's expression grew even more serious, and he looked at his head with suspicion:

"To be able to maintain such a clear mind, I strongly suspect you've had your brain replaced. That's truly despicable!"

Outside the barrier, watching the increasingly bizarre competition within the palace, the cultivators could no longer contain their shock, their faces showing astonishment and disbelief. Everything happening in the palace was beyond their comprehension, developing in a direction completely unfamiliar to them. Some disciples were already anxiously contacting their sect elders, urging them to come and confirm everything as soon as possible.

"Is that some kind of demonic art, or the power of extreme Yin? How can his body undergo such a transformation? A shattered heart is equivalent to physical injury, so why can he still move freely? What kind of technique does this blood-covered man use? And what about that strangely shaped person?"

"It seems to be the power of extreme Yin. One side seems to be trying to escape from the palace, while the other side is trying to stop them. Both sides can use the power of extreme Yin. Has the secular dynasty already reached this level in terms of mastering the power of extreme Yin?!"

The power of extreme yang is relatively easy to access due to its characteristics, but it is still very difficult to cultivate. The yin and decaying characteristics of the power of extreme yin have made many cultivators throughout history hesitate to approach it. How can one master a power that is difficult to even come into contact with?

Furthermore, some senior experts asserted that the power of extreme Yin was an untouchable force, and the scene before them truly slapped those people in the face.

Suddenly, an angry roar erupted from among the cultivators—

"It's him! That freakish demon with grotesque limbs! A while ago, he single-handedly slaughtered four elders of our sect in the Western Wilderness Secret Realm, relying on his extreme Yin power. He even took their remains with him!"

Everyone looked toward the speaker. Judging from his attire, he was not from a major sect, but most likely from a second- or third-rate sect. The strength and foundation of his elders might be lacking, but the four elders should still have the ability to escape.

This sorcerer's Yin power has reached this level?!

Rather than considering how to deal with it, the extraordinary disciples of the major sects began to think about how to obtain this power, so that they could attain enlightenment, surpass their predecessors, and be revered by others.

Fengying tried to penetrate the barrier with colorless shadow traces. She could pass through ordinary barriers directly, but this time she failed. The palace, which she could easily break into in the past, was now completely isolated from the outside world. No matter how she tried, she was helpless!

"Master Yun, do you have a way to cross this barrier?"

Barefoot and standing on a sword, Yun Nongyu gazed at the dragon head above the palace and gently shook her head.

"The grand formation in this palace is no ordinary object. The barrier even has the hidden intention of altering the laws of heaven and earth, making it a world of its own. If you get trapped inside, it will be difficult for you to escape."

"Will those people attacking together be effective?" Feng Ying looked at the cultivators who were gradually gathering together to plot their scheme.

Among them were independent cultivators and disciples of sects. They were all after that power, believing that the secret to mastering the power of extreme yin was in the Heavenly Palace. Otherwise, why would there be two people who could use the power of extreme yin at the same time?

They were discussing pooling their strength to attack the barrier and seek justice for the young cultivator who had lost his elder. However, each of them had their own ulterior motives. The rogue cultivators wanted to use the strength of others to strengthen themselves, while the sect disciples wanted to take this opportunity to improve their status within the sect. If they had the chance, they would break through the barrier, eliminate others, and seize this opportunity for themselves.

Yun Nongyu, her eyes still covered, looked at them and shook her head.

"It's no use."

As the King of Jin sensed the extremely yin energy flowing and gathering around Chu Mingkong, his smile stretched almost to his ears, and his mocking laughter was grating:

"You're really in a hurry, aren't you? Be more disheveled. Even if you exhaust all your Yin power in one sword strike, it won't help. Within the confines of the palace, you can't outlast me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Prince of Jin took out a storage ring from a human finger that had sprouted from his arm, poured out the Yin Cores inside, and stuffed them into his mouth like candy. Some of the Yin Cores were stuffed into the mouth that had been transplanted on his thigh.

After the sugar pills were swallowed, the Prince of Jin felt as if he were drinking celestial wine, revealing a blissful and intoxicated expression.

In the time it took to exchange a few words, the emperor had already arrived, blocking Chu Mingkong's path. Two dragons of yin and yang colors coiled around his body. Compared to the two who had transformed into the Abyss, the emperor's rationality had been more severely compromised by his anger. The feeling of his life force being drained was like salt water dripping on a wound, constantly stimulating him.

"Shatter Dreams All Slay!" Before he even arrived, the emperor had already launched a surprise attack on Chu Mingkong. The three-foot-long sword in his hand seemed to roar and howl, and a strange green color echoed in the mixed power aura.

The emerald green sword light flashed out like lightning, its speed terrifying. In an instant, it had already reached behind Chu Mingkong. The emperor's strength had increased dramatically after their recent exchange of blows from afar.

The black blood covering Chu Mingkong's face writhed, seemingly indicating a slight change in his expression. This looked remarkably like the power of that imperial uncle's "Shattered Dream Sword Manual"—had his power increased dramatically after witnessing his wife being taken away?

Although it's a pity that no combat techniques or cultivation methods have yet emerged within the Extreme Yin Power system, this deficiency can be ignored thanks to the power itself and Chu Mingkong's own expertise in weapon cultivation.

Chu Mingkong held the beautiful woman even tighter, the black blood on his arm spreading slightly with his will, protecting her behind him. At the same time, he swung the Asura Heavy Sword, drawing a broken arc, the space in front of him distorted and fluctuated, and then countless fire blades rolled out in the deep and violent fire waves, sweeping out like a tsunami that blotted out the sky.

Seemingly repelling the emperor's attack, the raging waves of swords formed by intertwined flames actually drew Prince Jin into the battle as well.

"You're courting death!" The Prince of Jin's hand writhed again, the purple skin at his elbow sliding forward, his hand transforming into a three-fingered claw, and a terrifying ball of extremely yin energy condensed in his palm and exploded outwards!

Three domineering forces collided and clashed with the terrifying force of meteorite impact. The deep, dark flame tsunami remained powerful and gained the upper hand. At the same time, it was only slightly dimmed in the face of the Emperor and Prince Jin's attacks, but the attacks of the two were directly swallowed up.

The wave of heat finally struck the palace's barrier, but it only caused faint ripples and failed to shake the array's solidity in the slightest.

Despite the fact that his side had clearly lost the upper hand, the Prince of Jin's smile remained unchanged. He said:

"Don't panic. This Xiling kid is using his full strength with every sword strike. You can't keep using your extreme Yin power like this. How many more sword strikes can you unleash?"

Yes, although it seems that Chu Mingkong is in the better position, the emperor and the Prince of Jin are both unharmed, which is a very unfavorable situation for Chu Mingkong!

The battle continued, with the dragon heads in the sky joining the fray more frequently, and dragon veins churning underground, occasionally bursting forth. Chu Mingkong faced enemies from all sides, his sword light consistently and decisively defeating the enemy's multiple encirclements and attacks. The emperor and his men did not intend to wear him down; each time they wanted to take down Chu Mingkong as soon as possible, but they were unable to get close to him!

The palace's barrier trembled and shook with each round of clashes, but showed no sign of weakening. The attacks from the external cultivators were more like dragonflies skimming the water or feathers tickling the skin.

King Jin sensed that Chu Mingkong's momentum was weakening, his extreme Yin power was running out of steam, and even his fighting spirit was diminishing.

Fighting spirit is the will to fight. If he can't even maintain this, it means he has lost confidence in victory and has begun to doubt himself.

Empress Pei sensed this as well, and placed her delicate hand on his chest, whispering:

"If it really doesn't work, put me down..."

"It's no use putting you down now. I've already openly drugged you, and the evidence is even shown to the emperor. Do you think he'll let me go? Just relax," Chu Mingkong said calmly.

His fighting spirit was waning, and his sword swings gradually turned into passive, purely defensive maneuvers.

However, Empress Pei suddenly became suspicious. Things didn't seem to be as she had imagined. Seeing the icy blue mist gradually emanating from Chu Mingkong's body, she became even more convinced of this.

...He seems to be deliberately diminishing his fighting spirit?

Although the emperor and the Prince of Jin were suspicious, they did not stop their attack. After discussing it, they decided to gather their strongest forces and launch a joint attack to completely defeat him.

But in that instant, they were swallowed up by the monotonous black and white world; everything froze—

The Realm of Annihilation!

Chu Mingkong had been planning this all along, and now he had succeeded.

The reason why he couldn't use the Domain of Annihilation in battle was because he couldn't calm his mind during the fight. The Domain of Annihilation would shatter on its own as soon as he started thinking about how to kill his opponent, let alone in a life-or-death battle.

His previously seemingly weakened fighting spirit was actually a deliberate act, as if he was trying to suppress his mental state and bring it down to a level where he could unleash the Annihilation Domain.

After enduring several rounds of combat, and with the added blessing of his master's wife's primordial spiritual energy, he finally managed to forcefully unleash the Annihilation Domain, trapping the emperor and the Prince of Jin within it.

In truth, this was ultimately a forced act. The Annihilation Domain was trembling, and Chu Mingkong could hardly say that he had completely calmed his killing intent. He could only buy time by drastically consuming his master's wife's original spiritual energy.

Prince Jin, it's a good thing you didn't bring your wife, or you wouldn't be so polite!

"What do you plan to do?" Empress Pei asked, knowing that Chu Mingkong's Nirvana Domain would soon shatter.

"I just used up all my Yin energy to try something out," Chu Mingkong said, taking out a bottle of Golden Crow Heart Essence and giving it to Empress Pei.

The stunningly beautiful young woman looked utterly bewildered. She took the Golden Crow Heart Essence, drank it under Chu Mingkong's watchful gaze, and then asked: