Chapter 2337: Moon Gazing

Chapter 2337: Wang Yue

Zheng!

Within the pitch-black black hole, the sword's hum tore through the air. The multicolored Zhu Xian Jian, radiant with ethereal rainbow light, seemed to defy the boundaries of law and surpass the limits of time, making it almost invisible to the naked eye.

It seemed to sense Di Huang's presence and was fleeing for its life. Ever since Di Huang had arrived in the various heavens, it had been hiding in the black hole, not daring to show itself. Who could have imagined it would encounter him here?

Heaven and earth could bear witness that running into Di Huang in the black hole was truly an accident.

Now that they had crossed paths, how could it not run? The Saint Body was its natural enemy, let alone a fully awakened Saint Body. In its current state and level, it was no match and could very well be destroyed.

Di Huang remained silent, striding step by step across the cosmos in relentless pursuit. The cold light in his eyes was almost tangible, his killing intent towards the Zhu Xian Jian etched deep into his soul. Previously, in the underworld, he could only watch helplessly without taking action. Now, having stumbled upon it by chance, how could he let it go?

Inside the bronze furnace, Ye Chen and Zi Xuan felt the same icy killing intent, no less intense than Di Huang's. That cursed Zhu Xian Jian had caused countless bloodbaths and should have been destroyed long ago.

Zheng!

The Zhu Xian Jian hummed as it fled without looking back. Truly, pressure brought out potential. With a fully awakened Saint Body chasing it, its power surged dramatically. Its speed was incredibly swift; if it didn't run, the consequences would be dire if Di Huang caught up.

One could see it was paying a heavy price for that speed. The multicolored immortal light swirling around its blade dimmed with every increase in velocity, a clear sign of its weakening. Having clashed with it so many times, Ye Chen knew this all too well.

However, no matter how fast it went, it was futile.

After all, its pursuer was a fully awakened Saint Body, and not just any ordinary one. If it managed to escape, where would Di Huang's dignity lie?

Buzz!

Even more excited than Ye Chen was the Chaos Cauldron, which had emerged from the Chaos Small Realm and was trembling with a low rumble, eagerly awaiting its feast. As its owner, Ye Chen understood his natal artifact best. Whenever a heaven-defying divine weapon appeared, it became extraordinarily active. Though its level wasn't high, its ambitions were vast—there was nothing it wouldn't dare to swallow. For instance, the Zhu Xian Jian—if it were shattered, the cauldron would be the first to rush in and claim the treasure, devouring the artifact in the process. It was a master at that.

Ye Chen:

Go back and stay put.

With a wave of his hand, he sent it back into the Chaos Small Realm.

The Zhu Xian Jian was no ordinary divine weapon. Even if shattered, it couldn't be swallowed recklessly; it needed to be studied. Even if Ye Chen allowed it, Di Huang wouldn't. They might uncover many secrets from the Zhu Xian Jian, at least figuring out its origins.

Di Huang:

Stay.

His cold snort echoed like thunder, shaking the ancient immortal vault. With one step, it was as if he had crossed endless ages. His golden hand extended, heavy as mountains and carrying destructive force.

Zheng!

The Zhu Xian Jian's blade buzzed, manifesting a sea of multicolored immortal light. Every thread and strand was infused with supreme Dao essence and concealed a mysterious power.

Ye Chen:

Tian Jie.

Zi Xuan:

Tian Jie.

Ye Chen and Zi Xuan murmured in unison, both narrowing their eyes slightly. The power hidden in that multicolored immortal sea was strikingly similar to Tian Jie—or rather, the Zhu Xian Jian could wield Tian Jie forces.

This surprised the two of them. Without breaking through or advancing, where had this Tian Jie power come from? Could it have sealed divine punishment within its body? Or was it innate?

Bang!

As they watched, Di Huang's massive hand descended, vast enough to cover the sky and envelop the entire multicolored immortal sea. A fully awakened Saint Body's palm could sever eternity; in an instant, it crushed the immortal sea to nothingness. The so-called Tian Jie power was merely a laughable facade before him.

Zheng!

The Zhu Xian Jian suddenly halted, slashing out a multicolored immortal river with one strike.

Di Huang swept his hand, instantly erasing it and sending the Zhu Xian Jian flying.

That sword had quite the fighting spirit, always thinking it could turn things around. It turned and fled again, its escape speed so astonishing that even Di Huang furrowed his brow slightly.

If even he was like that, Ye Chen and Zi Xuan were even more so. For a sword to flee this fast was extraordinarily rare—a fully awakened Saint Body couldn't catch it immediately.

Di Huang and the Zhu Xian Jian raced one after the other, crossing countless black holes.

Ahead, a vast red sea came into view, shrouded in mist and exuding an ancient, desolate aura. Even with Ye Chen and Zi Xuan's vision, they couldn't see through it.

The Zhu Xian Jian darted straight into the red sea of clouds.

Di Huang arrived right after and struck with another palm, obliterating the entire sea of clouds.

Once the clouds dispersed, a woman in white appeared, holding the Zhu Xian Jian and standing silently. Her expression was wooden, her eyes vacant, like a puppet. Due to the Zhu Xian Jian, her entire body was enveloped in multicolored immortal light, even shaking off the dust of ages from her shoulders. Strands of her hair were dyed with that light, making her seem like a dreamlike woman.

Zi Xuan:

Wang Yue.

Ye Chen:

Do you recognize her?

Zi Xuan:

She was from the same era as Sheng Jun and Nu Di. In terms of seniority, Nu Di would have to address her as 'Shishu.' Later generations called her Wang Yue Xian Wang.

Ye Chen:

Another Xian Wang.

He sighed. Being a generation above Nu Di meant that even his ancestor Di Huang would have to call her 'Shishu.' What a high seniority.

Zi Xuan:

In my memories, she should have been buried long ago.

Ye Chen:

Clearly, her physical body was stolen by the Zhu Xian Jian, and now it's being controlled by it.

He pondered, his tone turning cold. It wasn't hard to guess the secret behind this.

Controlling others was a common tactic of the Zhu Xian Jian, like with Chu Xuan and Ruoxi, Mu Liuqing, the previous Nine Heavens Xuan Nu, and now Wang Yue Xian Wang. Though the Zhu Xian Jian was powerful, it was still just a sword. Many of its divine abilities required a physical body to support them.

Ye Chen couldn't imagine how many great powers' corpses that damned Zhu Xian Jian had stolen. They were probably hidden in some corner of the black hole, unknown even to Di Huang and Ming Di.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The black hole trembled with continuous booms—the sound of Di Huang's footsteps. A fully awakened Saint Body was so heavy that each step made the cosmos rumble.

His expression was indifferent as he gazed quietly at Wang Yue Xian Wang. Zi Xuan recognized her, and so did he. They were from the same era, and given his seniority, he indeed had to address her as a senior.

He wasn't surprised to find Wang Yue Xian Wang's body in the black hole—it must have been stolen by the Zhu Xian Jian. He'd seen such things too many times in the underworld and was accustomed to it.

Buzz! Buzz!

The Zhu Xian Jian vibrated violently—that was fear. Even with Wang Yue Xian Wang's body as support, it still wasn't a match for Di Huang. Even if Wang Yue were alive, the gap would be vast.

It didn't try to escape again, only because Di Huang had it locked down. Any momentary lapse could get it destroyed. All it could do was wait for a chance to flee in the chaos.

Di Huang struck again, his palm covering the sky.

Wang Yue Xian Wang moved as well, using one hand to perform a secret art, manifesting a multicolored immortal domain. She stood within it like a banished immortal, or a queen among immortals. Though her Yuan Shen was long destroyed and only her body remained, the Zhu Xian Jian could still use her to execute Emperor Dao immortal arts, hoping to block Di Huang's palm with such powerful techniques.

Unfortunately, ideals were beautiful, but reality was cruel. Before a fully awakened Saint Body's palm, everything was illusory. The multicolored immortal domain collapsed in an instant, not lasting even a moment.

At the same time, eighty-one arrays suddenly appeared, sealing Wang Yue Xian Wang and the Zhu Xian Jian together. No matter how they struggled, they couldn't move an inch.

Ye Chen:

Di Dao Fu Xi?

He raised an eyebrow, unaware that Di Huang also knew Di Dao Fu Xi arrays. Moreover, Di Huang cast it instantly without forming seals, and the version from a fully awakened Saint Body was far beyond what he could achieve—the two were on completely different levels.

Speaking of this array, Di Huang felt a bit awkward.

Back when Ren Wang taught Ye Chen the Di Dao Fu Xi, Di Huang had been watching.

In essence, he had learned it by observation. With his already profound mastery of arrays, he was truly gifted in comprehending them, unlike Ye Chen's half-baked understanding.

But none of that mattered now—what was important was the Zhu Xian Jian.

Di Huang stepped forward, approaching Wang Yue Xian Wang and separating the Zhu Xian Jian from her grasp. He collected her physical body, leaving only the Zhu Xian Jian suspended there.

Ye Chen had already rushed out of the bronze furnace, still holding the Lingxiao Iron Rod.

Di Huang raised his hand and performed a domineering soul-searching secret technique, intent on uncovering the origins of that damned immortal sword and why it had such a grudge against his Saint Body lineage.