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

Chapter 432: Chapter 195 The Great Sun Refines Yama_2

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All of this served as a reliance for the Samsara King’s descent into the mortal world, yet he would never have expected that Shen Yuan had already left a portion of his Yin God, whose cultivation was equivalent to the Spirit Transmutation Stage, just within the limit, entirely suppressing the Samsara King.

In the great battle within Fengdu, Shen Yuan could not step onto the frontline to engage hands on with the Yamas, and could only assist the four Netherworld Commanders in restraining the Yamas with his Divinity Path techniques.

However, this did not mean that Shen Yuan was weak, simply that his Spirit Transmutation Stage was too lowly to intervene.

Yet, if placed on the same level, Shen Yuan, with several Earthly Destroyer and Heavenly General Divine Powers that were scarce in all realms, would be invincible against Qinguang King, let alone the Samsara King at hand.

The body of the Yin God, casual as if strolling through an idle court, wandered between voids, dodging the Samsara King’s attacks while each sword that fell carried the union of the sword and the Elemental Qi’s Qi of heaven and earth to extinguish the Samsara King’s vitality.

Though this Qi of heaven and earth lacked the grand momentum of the Incense Offering Divinity Path, under the promotion of the Nine Breaths Qi Absorption Great Divine Power, each trace of Qi of heaven and earth exerted to the utmost, causing the Samsara King’s body to collapse amidst the ongoing battle.

Within the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, the Master of North Mang Mountain, who barely broke free a sliver of crack, manifested blood-red eyes observing the outer world, and at this moment, he truly sensed a fear that he couldn’t suppress.

How could he have imagined that the Samsara King, a Major Heavenly Immortal managing the kingdom of Hell for countless years and one of the 10th Hall Yama, would be easily suppressed by an incomplete Yin God?

Moreover, from the Samsara King’s unwilling roar, it was clear that he recognized this Yin God, and his coming to North Mang Mountain was very likely guided by this Yin God behind the scenes.

The other’s intention could very possibly be not only the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, but even the high and mighty Yamas were within the other’s calculations.

“Supreme Taoist? Fengdu? Who exactly is he!”

The terror in the Master of North Mang Mountain’s heart could no longer be suppressed, and at this moment, the aura of the Qi of heaven and earth on Shen Yuan’s body changed once again.

The malice of the Blood Resentment Curse Killing Technique had been dispersed by the Origin-purifying Xuanzhen Qi, and Shen Yuan had reverted to the Incense Offering Divinity Path dominated by the Gods Purging Divine Power.

The Fengdu Emperor’s incomplete authority pressed down once more, and the Samsara King, already at his wits’ end, finally could no longer contain the injuries within his body.

He had been forcibly enduring by continually extracting from the essence of this Netherworld Commander’s body, and now as his injuries erupted, the incomplete flesh was completely consumed by the fire of the Spirit Soul.

The flesh dissolved in the dark fire of the Spirit Soul, and above the flames gathered the Samsara King’s stately visage.

He stared fixedly at Shen Yuan, his cold voice echoing over North Mang Mountain.

“Fengdu, I will be waiting for you within the kingdom of Hell!”

As his voice fell, that Spirit Soul directly tore through the void, attempting to return to his original body within the kingdom of Hell via the Yin World as a medium.

“Since you’ve come, don’t leave just yet!”

Shen Yuan’s Darkness-Light Sword slashed down once more, sealing the void from where the escaping Spirit Soul fled, but only met with the Samsara King’s cold sneer in return.

“Foolish, do you think you can stop my Spirit Soul with just a Sword Intent?

In the world of Primal Chaos Realm, no one can stop the return of Yama’s Spirit Soul, nor can anyone destroy Yama’s Spirit Soul!”

“Is that so?”

Shen Yuan’s body of the Yin God smiled, and under that seemingly inconspicuous Sword Intent, the void that had just been broken was suddenly frozen in an instant.

Earthly Destroyer Divine Power·Pot’s Heaven!

As the first Earthly Destroyer Divine Power that Shen Yuan mastered, the Pot’s Heaven Technique was a spatial technique, and it was a trivial matter to solidify the void.

The space seemed to have become an amber, and the Samsara King was the being sealed within the amber.

If the Samsara King still had his physical body, naturally Shen Yuan would not be able to easily solidify him within the void, but the Samsara King’s physical body had collapsed, and he actively withdrew his Spirit Soul that had been suppressed by the Qi of heaven and earth, making it naturally difficult to break free from the spatial suppression.

The expression on the fire of the Spirit Soul was fixed, and at this moment, Shen Yuan’s index finger gently traced over the Darkness-Light Sword, as the eyes of the Candle Dragon Inscription on the sword hilt slowly opened.

The profound Time True Intent circulated on the Darkness-Light Sword, as if time were flowing in reverse on the blade, tracing back its former traces.

Suddenly, as if a Great Sun towered in the sky, the True Intent of Sunfire emerged from the Darkness-Light Sword, and even Shen Yuan felt a trace of scorching deep into his Spirit Soul with his resistance to the True Sunfire.

The Darkness-Light Sword transformed into a Great Sun descending into the mortal world, its radiance illuminating all realms in every direction, the ground and the sky were evaporating at this instant.

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Yama’s Spirit Soul could not be destroyed by conventional means, so Shen Yuan used the Darkness-Light Sword and a trace of the Time True Intent he had recovered after an eternity of travel to trace back in time, locating the moment when he had previously executed the union of the sword and Qi from the Great Sun’s True Flames.

This union of the Great Sun’s True Flaming Sword had once obliterated Kuang Tianjie, a remnant soul of a True Immortal, and destroyed a Taoist artifact; it was the strongest offensive technique Shen Yuan possessed, especially since the Qi from the Great Sun’s True Flames naturally overcomes the spirits and yin ghosts.

Feeling the restless Great Sun, which was about to erupt at any moment in his hand, Shen Yuan could no longer hold back and poured out his sword in a sweeping slash.

The Great Sun, illuminating all realms in all directions, fell upon that stagnant void, and in an instant, the space completely dissolved into nothingness, with the Samsara King’s Spirit Soul also being swallowed up by the Qi from the Great Sun’s True Flames.

The next moment, a piercing wail trembled across North Mang Mountain.

If it were an ordinary Spirit Soul encountering the Qi from the Great Sun’s True Flames, it would be turned to ash in an instant, without feeling any pain.

However, Yama’s Spirit Soul was transcendent by nature, and if it weren’t for the limitations of the world of Primal Chaos Realm, just this part of the remnant soul would be enough to suppress any ordinary powerful expert in the Immortal Realm.

Even such a powerful Spirit Soul would need to be gradually dissolved by the Qi from the Great Sun’s True Flames, a continuous process during which the Samsara King would still maintain a lucid mind, watching helplessly as he was being devoured by the Great Sun.

The mental torment and pain of the Spirit Soul forced the Samsara King to let out a wail of anguish.

Earlier in the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, the cultivators stationed in the camp had already broken free from the black mist, and they could all see the scene within the scorching sun above them.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Just the sound of that wailing made them tremble and instinctively kneel to the ground.

Among the many cultivators, there were two white-haired elderly cultivators from the Deity Worship Sect.

The Deity Worship Sect was not one of the grotto heavens sacred grounds, but a sect formed by cultivators who gathered various incomplete inheritances.

The most distinctive feature of the Deity Worship Sect was worshipping the incense offering deities; partaking in the power of incense offering to cultivate oneself, and serving as temple priests and sacrificers in temples and shrine halls.

As cultivators who conducted ritual worship of divine spirits, members of the Deity Worship Sect naturally understood the images of deities.

The Spirit Soul above, suffering from the blazing of the Great Sun, had already revealed its true form, and to their shock, the two elderly cultivators from the Deity Worship Sect realized that the painfully wailing Spirit Soul resembled one of the 10th Hall Yama, the Samsara King.

“He is the Samsara King!”

“One of the 10th Hall Yama, the Samsara King who controls reincarnation!”

The powerful experts in the camp all changed expressions dramatically, especially the representatives from several of the blessed lands who promptly inquired:

“Can you truly confirm the identity of that Spirit Soul?”

The two elderly cultivators shook their heads gravely:

“We can only confirm that the other party is identical to the Samsara King of the 10th Hall Yama seen in the temples, but we cannot truly confirm…”

This piece of news allowed the representatives from the various blessed lands to breathe a sigh of relief.

On the other hand, Xue Yuan spoke with an unsettled tone:

“There’s no need to guess, that Spirit Soul is the Samsara King.

You see, the previously intact Yama Array Formation is missing the stone tablet representing the Samsara King. Only the 10th Hall Yama themselves could shake that formation.”

When this message spread, everyone fell into deep shock.

Unlike the Master of North Mang Mountain, who only ruled over an era, the 10th Hall Yama were truly legendary figures from myths, and under the immutable cycle of life and death, who wouldn’t fear the 10th Hall Yama?

Yet such a mythic figure was refined by that figure in white as an immortal into the Great Sun, to melt his soul.

The Great Sun hung high over the peak of North Mang Mountain for a full three days, and the shrill cries lasted continuously for three days and nights.

Along with the last wisp being scorched by the Great Sun, the Spirit Soul of the Samsara King that had descended was completely turned into ash.

Within the Fengdu Grand Hall, the statue of the Samsara King at the very end of the 10th Hall Yama’s divine images quietly cracked, losing all its divine essence.