Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence - Chapter 429

Chapter 429: Chapter 194 The Sword of Divinity Path_2

“Just an early stage Spirit Transmutation cultivator who has just ascended?”

Finally at ease, the Samsara King no longer expended energy to conceal his tracks, and the huge thunderclouds covering dozens of miles appeared above the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land along with his figure.

“What is that?”

“Why has a Heavenly Tribulation suddenly descended?”

“This is a sign of backlash from heaven and earth, that person must be an old monster from the grotto heavens sacred ground, and is rejected by the world!”

The news of the Samsara King’s presence immediately caused a sensation within the frontline camp, as those vast thunderclouds spanning dozens of miles were simply too shocking.

In the camp, Xue Yuan, the frontline commander, instantly realized the situation and swiftly gave his orders.

“Remaining hidden until reaching the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land and then showing up—this newcomer must be up to no good.”

“Fire at will, aim for that old monster in the sky and hit him hard!”

The Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land was taken seriously by Great Xia’s Imperial Court due to its connection with a Ghost Immortal and a Supreme Taoist.

Although many powerful experts had been dispatched to Tai Province to counter the ghostly forces, few of such remained stationed at the former camp in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

However, the support from Great Xia’s Imperial Court was absolute in terms of modern firepower.

Massive missile launchers slowly rose up, with the roaring sound of flames echoing throughout North Mang Mountain territory, as sky-filled missiles with long trailing flames streaked across the sky like a meteor shower.

The Samsara King raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the incoming missiles, as ghost energy formed a giant skull that swallowed the missiles whole.

“Boom!”

The intense sound of explosion erupted within the skull shaped from ghost energy, the hot flames and ripped apart the fierce skull reassembled into ghost energy and returned to the Samsara King’s side.

“Not talisman tools? Although the power is somewhat weaker, it has some interest. It’s just a pity that the people controlling these devices are too weak.”

He exhaled lightly, and the next moment, a covering layer of black mist headed straight for the entire camp, swallowing all the stationed troops like a gigantic maw.

Within the black mist, the sounds of fierce battle rang out as divine spells and incantations flickered, but they were confined within the mist and struggled to break free.

To the Samsara King, it seemed as if he had merely accomplished a trivial matter as he strode towards the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

“Where is the Master of North Mang Mountain?”

The Samsara King’s lofty voice pierced through the 10th Hall Yama Array Formation and into the Desolate Ancient Blessed Land.

Inside the Desolate Ancient Blessed Land, where graves used to cover the entire space, most had now been dismantled, leaving only a desolate wasteland behind.

The remaining few graves surrounded the Master of North Mang Mountain, but they were collapsing at a visibly rapid rate.

These graves were the spatial anchors that connected the blessed land to the mortal world, protecting the land from the erosive void currents.

But as the construction crews in the mortal world continued to destroy the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, most of the spatial anchors were rendered ineffective, nearing a point of collapse.

Desperation filled the Master of North Mang Mountain’s heart, but the Imperial Edict to Suppress North Mang Forever firmly sealed him within the mansion’s spatial interior, leaving no chance for escape.

Once the spatial anchors were completely demolished, the blessed land space would be exiled along with the Master of North Mang Mountain, leaving no possibility for survival.

Despair had consumed the Master of North Mang Mountain’s heart, the once proud First Ghost Immortal now devoid of his former arrogance.

Just then, the voice of the Samsara King crossed through the 10th Hall Yama Array Formation and entered the blessed land space, causing the Master of North Mang Mountain to start with surprise, then immediately his expression turned to one of ecstatic joy as he spoke,

“Samsara King, Your Highness, I am here!”

“This humble immortal has been waiting eagerly for Your Highness’s arrival. Please extend your helping hand and free me from this bind.”

The Samsara King spoke with proud disdain,

“You should be clear about the price of freeing you from this place.”

If this had been a month earlier, the Master of North Mang Mountain would have tried to bargain for some benefits from Yama.

But after enduring Shen Yuan’s suppression, the Master of North Mang Mountain had abandoned all such thoughts and only wished to survive this calamity.

The Master of North Mang Mountain hastily responded,

“Once I am freed, I will present the treasured item to you with both hands!”

A smile finally appeared on the Samsara King’s face as he lifted his right hand toward the 10th Hall Yama Array Formation.

The ancient stone steles as if sensing something, a dim glow arose from within. Projections of Yamas emerged, suppressing all evil spirits and blocking the Samsara King’s right hand.

The Samsara King, taken aback by this scene, showed an embarrassed expression. He had instinctively tried to directly dissolve the 10th Hall Yama Array Formation, forgetting that he had already severed his Divinity Path cultivation, temporarily stripping that part of his Divinity Path soul from the pantheon seat of Yama.

Currently, in terms of position, he was merely an ordinary Ghost Cultivator and naturally could not easily dispel the great array.

However, it took only a brief moment for the Samsara King to adjust his state, forming the Samsara Seal to activate the stele inscribed with the word “Samsara,” causing the projection of the Samsara King in the sky to quietly fade, revealing a slight flaw in the tightly sealed blessed land space.

The projection of the Master of North Mang Mountain with blood-red eyes once again took shape in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, his gaze filled with murderous intent sweeping over the valley full of commoners excavating the area.

“Almost had this grand scheme ruined by these lowlifes. Please, leave their lives, Samsara King. Once I am freed, I shall relish torturing them thoroughly.”

The Samsara King sneered, but did not comment. He formed the Equality King’s Seal, ready to activate the second stone stele.