Yan Nanlai was also surprised by the results of Xuanmen Tianzong's battle.
Even though his body kept on escaping, Yan Nanlai's consciousness was still paying attention to the battle behind him. He had a rough idea of the abilities of the strong practitioners of Youdu that were chasing him from White Cloud Mountain.
Especially Zhan Ming Youdu, who was undergoing the first calamity and had also participated in the battle of White Cloud Mountain, Yan Nanlai was clear that the strength of the great demon's divine arts and demonic power was almost on par with White Tiger Great Sage. Even if it was slightly inferior, it was still enough to fight with White Tiger Great Sage. The true victor would only be known after a real battle.
The changes in the battle later also verified Yan Nanlai's guess.
Ning Feng Youdu and Juan Long Youdu had also displayed extremely powerful battle abilities, surpassing even Lu Yuan the Great Sage and Northern Militant Great Chanyu.
However, the abilities that Shi Tianhao displayed afterward, suppressing Ning Feng and Juan Long, and fighting against Zhan Ming, made Yan Nanlai feel slightly astonished.
Even though the distance was extremely far, Yan Nanlai could still feel the concept of suppressing the heavens and all methods returning to the stream.
Compared to others, as the current monastery master of Taixu Temple, Yan Nanlai had a deeper understanding of the concept of power. There were numerous historical records in Taixu Temple, so even though Yan Nanlai had never seen it personally, he could confirm that it was the aura of power that came from the combination of the ancient Heavenly Sect's Sky City and Jade Falling Heavens Formation.
'Looks like the Sky City really didn't shatter completely back then …' Yan Nanlai muttered to himself. 'In that case, the power that helped Western Tomb City block the calamity wasn't White Tiger. It was the power of Shi Tianhao and the Sky City.'
Yan Nanlai raised his head to look at the sky. 'Senior Brother Kuang, you also made a mistake back then …'
A myriad of thoughts flashed through Yan Nanlai's mind. Sensing that Shi Tianhao, White Tiger Great Sage, and the rest had the upper hand in the battle behind him, and that the three great demons, including Zhan Ming Youdu, could no longer chase after them, Yan Nanlai completely immersed his mind into the ritual of the Curse of Blood Soul Calming.
Through continuous deductions, Yan Nanlai gradually determined the direction and distance to where the King Of The Underworld and the rest were.
At the same time, as one of the strong practitioners of Taixu Temple who could execute the Haotian Mirror, he could clearly feel that the Haotian Mirror was being shaken continuously. The situation was becoming more and more dangerous.
However, just as he continued to fly forward, Yan Nanlai's heart suddenly jolted. He saw the space before him suddenly break apart, and a figure appeared.
It was a middle-aged Daoist wearing a black Daoist robe. His complexion was like jade, and he had a three foot long beard. His demeanor was rather outstanding, but his skin was extremely pale, causing him to give off an eerie feeling.
Seeing this person's appearance, Yan Nanlai frowned slightly, "Daoist You Ming."
The newcomer was none other than the third disciple of the King Of The Underworld, Daoist You Ming. He was a cultivator at the First Tribulation Stage, and had studied under the King Of The Underworld for many years. His magical powers were astonishing, and even though he was unable to draw upon the power of the Netherworld Sea, his skills were not to be underestimated. However, he was currently blocking Yan Nanlai's path. What caught Yan Nanlai's attention the most was the scroll in his hands.
Seeing that scroll, Yan Nanlai's pupils shrank slightly, "The Book of Life and Death!"
The Book of Life and Death, which seemed like an ordinary ancient book, seemed ordinary, but it emitted a terrifying energy fluctuation.
Daoist You Ming calmly looked at Yan Nanlai and said, "The current head of the Taixu Temple? Greetings, Netherworld. "
Yan Nanlai was well aware that he had used the ritual of Curse of Blood Tranquility to find the location of the King Of The Underworld and Yan Xinghe. But on the other hand, the King Of The Underworld, who had refined Yan Xinghe into an evil soul, would also be able to sense his actions through this trace.
When Yan Nanlai used the Curse of Blood Tranquility to sense the location of Yan Xinghe's evil soul, Yan Xinghe could also roughly sense Yan Nanlai's location.
Yan Xinghe, who had been refined into an evil soul, couldn't be immune to the Curse of Blood Tranquility. As long as Yan Nanlai was willing to sacrifice his life, he could drag Yan Xinghe down with him.
The King Of The Underworld was also clear about this point, and he was also taking precautions against it. To him, Yan Nanlai being trapped in White Cloud Mountain by the Youdu Race was naturally the best outcome.
When the King Of The Underworld sensed that Yan Nanlai had successfully broken out of White Cloud Mountain and executed the Curse of Blood Tranquility, the Founding Emperor, the King Of The Underworld, immediately sensed it. Thus, he activated his backup plan and sent Daoist You Ming to block Yan Nanlai with the Book of Life and Death, preventing him from getting close and having the strength to complete the ritual.
Different from the previous test, the King Of The Underworld was now presiding over the ritual with the evil soul of Yan Xinghe, and the wavering of the Haotian Mirror had officially begun. They had entered a stage where they couldn't be interrupted or disturbed.
After experiencing the wavering, the Supreme One Venerable and the rest in the Mysterious Sea also noticed something was amiss and started to plan a plan.
Even though the King Of The Underworld really wanted to beat the grass and alert the snake, using a simplified ritual that could be stopped at any time to lure Yan Nanlai to death and get rid of the hidden danger, that would give the Supreme One Venerable and the rest in the Mysterious Sea more time to prepare, making it harder for them to snatch the Haotian Mirror.
The King Of The Underworld would never underestimate the abilities of the cultivators of Taixu Temple.
Furthermore, all along, the King Of The Underworld had kept his guard up against Lin Feng. Now that Lin Feng was rushing to the aid of White Cloud Mountain and going against the Youdu Race, the King Of The Underworld had finally gotten rid of his biggest worry, and he could let loose.
However, the exact changes in the battle between Lin Feng and the Youdu Race was something the King Of The Underworld couldn't predict or control. Even he couldn't estimate when the battle on White Cloud Mountain would end and how it would end.
Especially since he could faintly feel that Lin Feng's Heaven Punishing Sword was still sealed.
To prevent any accidents from happening, the King Of The Underworld could only grab the chance in front of him and activate the ritual with all his might.
Even though there was a certain risk because of Yan Nanlai's existence, the unpredictable situation still made the King Of The Underworld decisive.
At this moment, Daoist You Ming brought the Life and Death Book to stop Yan Nanlai, which was to get rid of the hidden danger that he had predicted.
Silently, Daoist You Ming looked at Yan Nanlai. "The descendant of Yan Xinghe …"
He shook his head and didn't say anything more. He directly flipped the mysterious Life and Death Book in front of him, and the resplendent brilliance on the book instantly transformed into a huge pillar of light. It burst forth and transformed into a gray world of the dead. Every page of the book seemed to be a world of its own, and every page seemed to record the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of lifeforms.
This gray world seemed to be connected to the entire Great Thousand World, yet at the same time opposing it. It actually activated some of the Great Thousand World's energy, as if it was the true destination of the billions of lifeforms in the Great Thousand World after they died.
Even though Yan Xinghe had broken out of the White Cloud Mountain, he had also suffered injuries. His situation was better than what the King Of The Underworld and Daoist You Ming had expected.
Daoist You Ming didn't say anything more and directly activated the powerful power of the creation treasure, the Life and Death Book, to suppress Yan Nanlai.
Yan Nanlai's expression was calm as he said indifferently, "Have you arrived?"
Daoist You Ming's gaze moved slightly as he raised his head and looked towards the other side of the sky. He saw the void in the horizon crack open, and rays of purplish-gold brilliance shone.
Within the endless purplish-gold brilliance, a vague shadow appeared. It was heavy, vigorous, domineering, and majestic, as if it was carrying the weight of the country, and its might was overlooking the world.
Countless talismans and curses flew around, accompanied by the purplish-gold brilliance that spread out in all directions. The huge shadow in the light gradually revealed its true form. It was a palace that looked like a city.
The main hall, the side hall, the courtyard, the platform, and the tall building formed a palace that looked like the residence of a celestial king. It was like the sun in the sky, filled with the majesty of a king.
This was the creation treasure refined by the Grand Emperor in the past, which later fell into the hands of the Great Zhou Empire, the Grand Emperor Palace!
The domineering and majestic aura made even Daoist You Ming, who had the Life and Death Book, frown. "The power and aura are complete, and the principles and concepts are flawless. This feeling … Has the Grand Emperor Palace completely recovered?"
In the Grand Emperor Palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a dragon robe sat on the dragon throne. He was the ruler of the Great Zhou Empire, Emperor Liang Pan of Zhou.
Liang Pan said Silently, "Yan Guan Lord, please leave first."
Yan Nanlai's gaze landed on the majestic Grand Emperor Palace. After sizing it up, his gaze became deep as he nodded. "Thank you."
Emperor Liang Pan of Zhou replied indifferently, "The war between the two worlds is of great importance. The Great Zhou Empire will naturally contribute and fight for the human race."
Yan Nanlai didn't say anything else. His figure turned into a stream of light and fled. At this moment, Daoist You Ming's gaze was no longer on him. Instead, he placed all his attention on the Grand Emperor Palace before him.
The Grand Emperor Palace shone with boundless brilliance. A powerful force that could dominate the world spread out. The entire world trembled as if it wanted to prostrate itself at the feet of this celestial palace.
The pages of the Life and Death Book flipped continuously. Rays of brilliance flashed as if it was wary of the strength of the opponent before it.
The name of a person and the shadow of a tree. Even the Life and Death Book, which was also a creation treasure, felt pressured when it faced the number one treasure of the Human Emperor that had returned to its peak.
Emperor Liang Pan of Zhou and the Grand Emperor Palace fought against Daoist You Ming and the Life and Death Book. Yan Nanlai followed the guidance of the Blood Soul Calming Spell and continued to rush towards the location of the King Of The Underworld and Yan Xing He's Evil Soul.
However, Yan Nanlai didn't feel relaxed. Although the King Of The Underworld was also presiding over the ritual and couldn't be distracted, he also had many strong subordinates. Daoist You Ming wasn't the only one.
However, Yan Nanlai was like an arrow nocked on a bowstring. He had no choice but to release it.
He sped along the way and suddenly stopped. His gaze pierced through space and stared into the distance, seemingly unable to see.
Yan Nanlai took in a deep breath. His hands continuously changed as white clouds appeared. They turned into black and white streams of air that continuously revolved around Yan Nanlai.
At the same time, rays of golden light appeared on Yan Nanlai's body. Under the contrast of the black and white streams of air, they gradually condensed into a strange talisman.
The drop of blood that had previously guided Yan Nanlai was now fused into the strange talisman. A layer of blood immediately appeared on the surface of the talisman. It looked sinister and mournful.
Yan Nanlai did not stop casting his spell. However, at this moment, the void suddenly trembled. Suddenly, masses of blood clouds appeared, covering the sky.
The blood clouds split apart. From within, streams of sticky and smelly Nether Blood Rivers flowed out. Following the streams of blood, large amounts of Blood River True Water dripped down, raining down a terrifying rain of blood.
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