stonecrandall Chapter 58 Moon-Seal Palm
Chapter 58 Moon-Seal Palm
Chapter 58 The Moon-Reflecting Palm
In the Battle of Nantian City, nearly half of the demon kings of the Southern Kingdom perished, severely weakening the kingdom. This time, the Dao Alliance launched a counterattack, with its army advancing southward like boiling water splashed on snow, unstoppable. They encountered no significant resistance and advanced straight into the heart of the Southern Kingdom—Danfeng Ridge.
Only then did they encounter fierce resistance from the entire southern nation, as if they were fighting a desperate battle.
Danfeng Ridge is the territory of the powerful demon "Seven-Star Nether Phoenix Butterfly," a top-tier demonic poison from the Southern Kingdom. This demon ranks first among the seventy-two cave masters of the Southern Kingdom, possessing unfathomable cultivation and considered the strongest in the Southern Kingdom below the Demon Emperor Huan Du Qingtian. Beyond this ridge lies the Southern Kingdom's imperial city.
Huan Du Qingtian, the demon emperor of the Southern Kingdom who had disappeared without a trace since the battle of Nantian City, finally appeared at Danfeng Ridge when his life was in danger, and engaged in a fierce battle with Zhou Yi that shook the mountains and rivers.
Within the southern territory, Huan Du Qingtian, empowered by the forces of heaven and earth, possessed overwhelming demonic might, making it difficult even for Zhou Yi to achieve a swift victory. However, Zhou Yi's keen intuition allowed him to discern the opponent's true nature—this old demon emperor was merely at the end of his rope.
His attack, thought, and palm strike outside Nantian City nearly took half his life. Now, he is only clinging to life with a lingering demonic aura and the fortune of the Southern Kingdom's mountains and rivers, barely managing to hold his own against him.
Zhou Yi understood perfectly well that there was no need for a direct confrontation. He only needed to challenge them several more times, gradually wearing them down, to completely destroy Huan Du Qingtian. At that point, nothing in the Southern Kingdom would be able to stop the Dao Alliance's advance, and the Southern Frontier would be secured!
Huan Du Qingtian was also aware of his predicament. He even went so far as to set aside his dignity as the Demon Emperor and sent out a message that he was willing to exchange his own life for the Dao Alliance's withdrawal of troops to ensure the survival of the Southern Kingdom.
How could Zhou Yi let such a golden opportunity slip by? He resolutely refused.
"Huan Du Qingtian! Do you still remember what I said back then?!"
"I will take your dog's life!!!"
"boom--!"
The battle intensified. The clashes between the human and the demon, initially occurring every five days, then every three, and now every day, grew increasingly frequent. With each collision, poisonous clouds churned and sword energy crisscrossed the sky above Danfeng Ridge, causing the heavens and earth to change color. Those with discerning eyes could see that Huan Du Qingtian was barely holding on; with each return from battle, his aura weakened further, and the signs of defeat were undeniable.
At this critical juncture, the Seven-Star Nether Phoenix Butterfly, who was the leader of all the demons in the Southern Kingdom, secretly sent a message to Zhou Yi, saying that she was willing to defect on the battlefield. She only needed the Dao Alliance to agree, and after the war, she would take half of the Southern Kingdom's Danfeng Ridge as the boundary and cede half of the country to it, with neither side interfering with the other.
Upon receiving the letter, Zhou Yi neither confirmed nor denied it, but instead secretly disseminated its contents.
On that very day, a shocking divine revelation erupted within Danfeng Ridge. The Seven-Star Nether Phoenix Butterfly fought a bloody battle against the loyal demon under Huandu Qingtian's command, and ultimately led its direct followers to rebel against the Southern Kingdom, fleeing far south towards the "Black Mountain" region.
The Black Mountain was a continuous, treacherous mountain range located in the far south of the continent, bordering the sea. It was named for its exposed black mineral rocks. This was a lawless, chaotic place where humans, demons, and even some strange creatures that had infiltrated from outside the region mingled. The law of the jungle prevailed, and infamous figures like the "Black Mountain Demon" held sway there. Upon hearing the report, Zhou Yi did not send troops to intercept them, allowing the group of powerful demons to depart.
After this rebellion, the resistance force within Danfeng Ridge was greatly reduced. Apart from a few iron bars who were determined to follow Huandu Qingtian to the death, the city was already showing signs of decline.
However, just when this southern kingdom seemed on the verge of collapse—
Deep in the night sky, high above where no one could see, two faint golden lights began to glow, like stars opening their eyes. The golden light flowed and quietly condensed, transforming into a golden figure that silently descended upon the Southern Kingdom. The figure appeared to be a child, with striking short white hair and a face that held a hint of innocence and bewilderment. It was none other than the Poison Child, one of the "Five Poison Protectors" under the command of Huan Du Luo Lan, the newly crowned princess of the Southern Kingdom.
The "Poison Child" glanced at the Dao Alliance army's camps stretching like stars, then moved slightly and landed among them.
When he was still more than ten miles away from the central army camp, he deliberately let out a wisp of his aura. Although it was only for a moment, it was like a thunderclap in the dark night, clearly reaching the core of the camp.
Inside the tent, Zhou Yi, who was examining a map of southern Xinjiang under the lamplight, paused slightly before understanding.
"Finally—it's here."
He had long anticipated that suppressing the Southern Kingdom wouldn't go so smoothly. On this chessboard of heaven and earth, perhaps only now are the true players turning their attention to this realm. For example, the legendary, transcendent Aolai Kingdom.
According to the "original story" he knew from his previous life, the third young master of Aolai Kingdom possessed unfathomable strength, far surpassing the so-called Demon Emperor and Dao Alliance Leader of this world, a truly exceptional being. At his peak, he could probably defeat a Demon Emperor like Huan Du Qingtian with just a few moves from a clone. Fortunately, as far as he knew, the other party was currently suffering unimaginable injuries, and what was currently manifesting in the world was at most a clone. It would be hundreds of years before his true body could once again walk freely in the world—
If he had died then, so be it; but if he had miraculously survived, who knows what level he would have reached, and naturally he would have no fear of Monkey Three.
"And who are you?"
More than ten miles away, above a scorched forest ravaged by the aftermath of a great battle, Zhou Yi went to his appointment alone. His robes fluttered in the night wind as he calmly gazed at the short, golden figure not far away.
"Poison Child" crossed his arms, a calm expression on his childlike face that seemed incongruous with his appearance, and said in a calm, unwavering voice: "Just call me Gao Daqiang."
He paused, looked directly at Zhou Yi, and said in a casual yet authoritative tone, "I'm here to tell you something."
"The intrusion ends here."
"Take your people and leave the Southern Kingdom."
"Heh..." Zhou Yi chuckled softly upon hearing this. His initial thought of having a chat with the other party vanished instantly.
"What are you laughing at?" Gao Daqiang's eyes remained calm, as if he were just asking casually.
"I laugh at your ridiculousness." Zhou Yi's smile faded, his tone turning cold. "Further words are pointless. Please leave."
"Oh?" Gao Daqiang tilted his head slightly, a hint of indifference, commensurate with his strength, appearing on the child's face. "You want to fight me?"
Do you know who I am?
""
"You talk too much nonsense!"
Before the word "who" could be uttered, Zhou Yi suddenly roared, his voice shaking the surrounding area!
He held nothing back, unleashing his innate divine power. The immense magical power within him surged forth like a torrent bursting its banks. The familiar moves were now vastly different from before—it was still the same "Mind Transformation Palm," but this time, it was his innate divine power, used without reservation after he entered the realm of great divine powers, borrowing the ultimate strike of his life!
There were no fancy lights or shadows, no complicated preludes. In Gao Daqiang's eyes, he only saw a seemingly "ordinary" palm print emerge from nothingness. It appeared slow, but in fact, it broke through the laws of space and time, directly and simply "covering" him. Wherever the palm print passed, the space rippled with subtle ripples that were imperceptible to the naked eye, as if even the rules of space were making way for it.
"Heh." Gao Daqiang chuckled lightly, still with that detached air. He didn't even adopt a defensive stance; his body merely swayed subtly in place, and in the interplay of reality and illusion, it seemed as if he had "swayed" past the sure-hit palm strike from the spatial level, causing it to miss its target.
Then, he raised his childlike, seemingly harmless finger and, from a distance of more than ten feet, pointed it at Zhou Yi's brow.
"The Earthly Fiends take form, without origin or appearance, the art of returning all wonders to dust."
His voice was indifferent, yet his words carried weight.
The space around Zhou Yi suddenly changed! It didn't shatter, but rather, centered on him, it began an illogical, rapid "rotation" and "death" process. Space itself seemed to transform into an invisible millstone, threatening to pulverize him and all traces of spacetime, reducing him to the most basic dust. An overwhelming, irresistible binding force pinned him to the spot. Even with his cultivation as a great supernatural being and his powerful physique, he was temporarily unable to move, only able to feel the "rotational" force, capable of annihilating everything, rapidly encroaching upon him!
However, just as Zhou Yi's figure was about to be completely swallowed and shredded by that strange spatial vortex, Gao Daqiang's usually calm and composed childlike face suddenly furrowed, and a rare look of surprise flashed deep in his pupils!
"How could this be?!"
He had clearly dodged that palm strike with unparalleled skill, so why, at this moment—a chilling premonition, so sudden it made his heart pound, exploded from the depths of his being without warning? The feeling was incredibly clear: no matter how he dodged,
No matter how you dodge it, or even how you distort space, that palm strike—there was no way to avoid it! It was as if...there was a cause and an effect!
He didn't even have time to turn around and confirm.
"boom-!!!"
The earth-shattering roar did not come from Zhou Yi, who was about to be crushed in front of him, but from behind him, from the void that he should have "passed by"!
That seemingly ordinary palm print, without his knowledge of when or how it was applied, disregarded his earlier attempt to dodge, and reappeared out of thin air as if it were preordained, striking with a force several times more ferocious than before!
It was the "Mind-Body Palm" that had once shocked the world outside Nantian City, but now Zhou Yi had advanced to the Great Divine Power Realm, and the power of this palm was more than doubled.
Under the night sky, the scene became eerie and terrifying. No matter how Gao Daqiang controlled the "Poison Child" to teleport, leaving countless afterimages within a hundred miles, that palm strike was like a bone-deep affliction, following him like a shadow, firmly locking onto his true form.
Gao Daqiang's eyes narrowed, no longer confined to circling on the ground. He suddenly leaped into the air, his childlike body unleashing astonishing speed and spatial control—he used the "Divine Speed Technique" at full power, taking a single step that seemed to shrink the distance between people, traversing an unimaginable spatial distance, intending to completely escape the lock of this realm!
Next, his figure suddenly appeared on the surface of the bright full moon hanging high in the sky!
The cold, clear lunar soil, the boundless, silent space.
But the alarm bells in his heart hadn't died down; instead, they had risen to their peak. He looked up abruptly and saw that the "Mind-Body Palm," which should have been left in the world below, had somehow appeared in the sky above the moon as well, and was rapidly enlarging and changing under his horrified gaze!
The palm print, with its five fingers outstretched like the hand of a god, covered most of the moon in his field of vision. Carrying the supreme will to suppress the universe and destroy all laws, it crashed down with irresistible force!
"BOOM!!!!"
It wasn't a sound, but a terrifying shockwave originating from the level of laws, powerful enough to travel to the distant world below!
On the lunar surface, beside a crater, an incredibly clear and enormous handprint is deeply imprinted on the eternal lunar soil, stirring up waves of lunar dust that linger for a long time.
In the South, at Danfeng Ridge.
Whether it was the Dao Alliance cultivators who were on high alert or the Southern Kingdom demons who were filled with anxiety, they all heard a muffled roar that seemed to originate from the depths of their souls and from the highest heavens at the same moment.
All the people and demons were terrified and soared into the sky, looking around in all directions.
Then, they witnessed a scene they would never forget:
In the night sky, Zhou Yi, the leader of the Dao Alliance, stood suspended in mid-air, his robes fluttering. A dazzling palm print, so solid it was almost tangible, so enormous it seemed capable of obscuring mountains, was hurtling towards the endless horizon with the force to shatter the heavens!
In front of the palm print, there seemed to be an extremely tiny figure.
Who is it that could force Alliance Leader Zhou to unleash this attack, comparable to the might of heaven, once again?
Countless gazes instinctively turned to the depths of Danfeng Ridge, where Huan Du Qingtian was still standing. But the next moment, Huan Du Qingtian himself transformed into a purple poisonous cloud and soared into the sky, looking up at the heavens with surprise and uncertainty.
Not the Demon Emperor?!
Who could it be? Under the heavens, apart from the Demon Emperor, what other being could attract such a world-destroying attack?
Everyone, including the demons, held their breath, their minds reeling as they awaited the outcome of the collision, waiting for the mysterious enemy to appear or perish.
However, after waiting for a long time, apart from the initial soul-shaking roar, the night sky remained unchanged. The earth-shattering palm print and the tiny figure seemed to have evaporated into thin air, leaving no trace.
Just as doubt and unease permeated the air—
A young cultivator inadvertently looked up, his gaze sweeping over the moon, which seemed to be a few degrees brighter than usual.
His movements froze abruptly, his eyes widened to their limit, his lips trembled, and as if he had used all his strength, he let out a hoarse, distorted scream: "Heaven—heaven! Look up at the sky!!!"
His voice was hoarse and filled with unparalleled horror.
All people and demons alike, following the boundless fear in that voice, turned their gazes toward the high-hanging, bright moon.
Then, time seemed to freeze at that moment.
On every face that looked up, the pupils contracted sharply, reflecting the scene that was enough to shatter all their understanding—
The once flawless surface of the moon now bears a huge, clear, and breathtakingly distinct five-fingered palm print!
The palm print is deeply embedded in the lunar soil, covering countless original craters, casting a startling shadow under the cold moonlight.
turn out to be----
That devastating blow that shattered the heavens just now—
Ultimately, it was imprinted on the moon.
Dead silence.
Absolute silence enveloped the entire southern battlefield.
The wind seemed to have stopped, and even the sound of breathing had disappeared. Only countless pairs of eyes, trembling with shock, were fixed on the bright moon in the sky, marked with the palm print of a god. Deep within their souls, they were completely gripped by an unimaginable terror and awe.
Aolai Kingdom, a fairyland overseas, where the clouds are deep and the place is unknown.
Above the vast and boundless sea, a thick spiritual mist, swirling year-round and stretching for thousands of miles, deeply concealed the mysterious cave. At this moment, from the depths of the cave, a muffled groan of extreme cold suddenly resounded.
The hum wasn't loud, but it contained an indescribable anger and a hint of—unbelievable fluctuation.
"boom--!"
As if an invisible giant hand swept across the sea and sky, the vast clouds that had obscured Aolai Kingdom for countless years were completely dispelled and swept away by an overwhelming invisible force under this cold snort!
In an instant, the sea and sky became crystal clear. The bright moonlight and the dazzling starlight were no longer obstructed, and poured freely onto the shimmering sea and the cave that finally revealed its true form, resembling a sacred mountain.
It also clearly illuminated the surface of the bright moon, high above the heavens, revealing a fresh and dazzling giant handprint.
The cold moonlight seemed to be tinged with a sense of desolation and shame.
The cave fell silent for a moment.
The next moment—"Buzz—!!!"
The entire majestic cave, as imposing as a mountain, began to tremble violently from the inside out! It wasn't an earthquake, but rather the result of some unimaginable, overwhelming power, whose intense emotional fluctuations triggered a tsunami of spiritual energy that resonated with the surrounding space. Rocks cascaded down, and the calm sea suddenly surged with towering waves hundreds of feet high.
From the deepest, darkest part of the cave, a strange sound, heavy as muffled thunder yet carrying the grating of metal against stone, echoed. It was as if a colossal creature, bound by endless chains and slumbering for eternity, was being utterly enraged by the crescent-shaped palm print that pierced its eyes, struggling to rise from its eternal silence and healing!
The commotion caused the surrounding laws to become disordered, the light to distort, and the space to groan under the strain.
Just as this terrifying aura was brewing and about to burst forth, *whoosh!*
Another golden light suddenly rose from another beautiful peak in Aolai Kingdom, tearing through the night and slicing through the sky at a speed beyond comprehension, instantly descending outside this trembling cave.
The golden light faded, revealing a tall and lithe figure. Six golden feathers swayed slightly in the moonlight beside her ears, and golden light shimmered in her eyes; it was none other than the Six-Eared Macaque.
She gazed into the depths of the violently trembling cave, feeling the raging fury and terrifying pressure that seemed to break through all constraints. Her heroic brows furrowed tightly, and her usual carefree and unrestrained demeanor was replaced by solemnity.
"Third brother!" she called out sharply, her voice carrying both restraint and inquiry, "What could possibly make your true form—"
Before she could finish speaking, her gaze was involuntarily drawn to the bright moon in the sky, where she saw the incredibly clear and enormous palm print.
Liu Er's gaze froze instantly.
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