Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 801 - 724: Stone Coffin

Yang Chu had moved!

His attack was sharp and fierce, startling the nine heavens.

His cultivation level was even stronger than Zu Tiandao's.

"Insolent ants, if you wish for death, then join the Ten Spirits," the cold skull spoke, extending a finger and lightly flicking it!

This strike was extremely insulting.

He planned to kill Primordial Sun Emperor with a mere flick of his finger.

However, Primordial Sun Emperor's body erupted in a dense white mist, and in his hands, a large yellow bell suddenly appeared, and as the bell rang out!

"Dong!"

With the sound of the bell, layers of ash mist instantly dispersed, and Primordial Sun Emperor advanced with the bell in hand, nearing the Bone Creature.

"Your divine artifact still retains a trace of the power of the Chaotic Realm?"

The Bone Creature was shocked and then made its move, punching out fiercely!

Primordial Sun Emperor and the Bone Creature instantly clashed in a fierce battle.

At this moment, the Divine Realm descended into chaos, the ground cracked, and the entire Gangchang Continent, as if facing apocalypse, was struck down.

"Ah..."

"Run for it!"

"Let's go!"

Families like the Wang and Luo and many other forces hurriedly fled, and many pilgrims became cannon fodder in the battle!

The burst of the source from the Chaos Level caused the grey and white mist to erode each other like murky river water, causing explosions layer by layer in the vast void, leaving black holes scattered everywhere.

The grand sound of the bell continued to ring, lifting up towering waves of grey mist.

Primordial Sun Emperor and the Bone Creature fought to a frenzy!

"I underestimated you, you are undoubtedly going to die!"

At this moment, the Bone Creature was truly enraged; each of its bones emitted the rhythm of the grey mist Dao, then the body suddenly dispersed.

Dozens of grey mist bones now transformed in the Sky Vault into various terrifying Ash Mist Creatures.

There were immense grey worms with jaws capable of terror!

There were gigantic grey bulls with hooves as large as mountains!

There were frightening Yakshas with three serpent-like heads.

These grey mist bones were evolving the ancient ways to jointly crush the Primordial Sun Emperor!

For a moment, giant worms, grey bulls, Yakshas, and others launched a vicious attack.

The terror was so great that the entire Yang Realm seemed on the verge of complete annihilation.

However, Primordial Sun Emperor held the bell firmly in the grey mist, utterly fearless; he looked down at the big bell in his hand.

"Suppressing Fog Bell... Suppress!"

The sound of the Ancient Bell rang through the Yang Realm.

At this moment, within the bell, a terrifying energy seemed to be released, surpassing the limit the Yang Realm could bear, and the aura of Chaos surged layer upon layer!

"What? No... This old fool had a trick up his sleeve!"

"In his Ancient Bell... he had kept a Chaotic Realm killing move!"

"Not good... we underestimated him!"

At this moment, many Bone Creatures cried out in horror.

— Their currently displayed cultivation level was already of the Chaotic Realm.

Crushing the Divine Path was as simple as crushing ants.

But now, the aura of this great bell was clearly of Chaos Level as well, and even stronger than theirs.

"No!"

"I don't want to die!"

Many Bone Creatures were retreating!

At this moment, as the bell's sound spread, those grey mist Divine Skills were shattered one after another, with the giant worms disappearing and the grey bulls exploding.

One by one, the bones were suppressed by the Ancient Bell, turned into dust.

Those Ash Mist Creatures were completely annihilated!

Only the skull remained.

However, at this moment, the skull exclaimed in shock and anger:

"How dare you!"

Then, the skull opened its mouth and suddenly spat out a small grey stone Sword.

The grey stone Sword was covered in cracks, as if it would shatter at any moment, but at this time, it emitted a mysterious energy that actually withstood the sound of the Ancient Bell.

The bell's sound had passed.

The skull was not dead!

"You're not just reduced to Divine Path level cultivation because of that battle all those years ago."

"You severed a stroke yourself, only keeping one killing move!"

The skull spoke bitterly,

"To target us, you resorted to such ruthless measures!"

At this moment, it finally understood.

Primordial Sun, who had taken the Ascendant Path years ago, in order to live till today, had once severed himself, cutting away all his Chaos Level cultivation.

— The ranks in the Yang Realm were insufficient, lacking the source qi of the Chaos Level. With a cultivation level of the Chaos Realm existing here, the Chaos Qi would constantly dissipate, and even a fall in rank could lead to the cultivator's death.

It was like a beached whale in a pond, certain to die.

And yet, Yang Chu, in his desire to survive, had voluntarily cut away his cultivation.

Like a massive whale, giving up the chance to roam the vast ocean, content to remain in this small pond, all for the hunt!

"Hunt down those heretics who haven't died completely!"

And Primordial Sun Emperor, at this moment, his old eyes were filled with reluctance.

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"Cough cough..."

He coughed up blood, looking at the skull, filled with despair, and said,

"I never expected that you would still have a Supreme Sword in your hand..."

Supreme Sword!

With a treasure of this level at hand, unless the ten supreme beings from ancient times had left behind a contingency plan, otherwise...

Hopeless!

Perhaps, the reason why those bones could resurrect was because of that Supreme Sword.

And all of Primordial Sun Emperor's killing moves had been exhausted. Suddenly turning his head, he swept his gaze across the endless Divine Realm.

A trace of sorrow flashed by.

"I ultimately failed to protect this realm..."

He muttered to himself, a wry smile on his face, and said,

"In the great war of the past, I did not die, today the heretics rise again, and I cannot hold them back..."

"I, Yang Chu, achieved nothing in my life, merely struggling to survive through the ages... Haha, hahaha, I am helpless, so helpless!"

He wept bitterly towards the heavens, his old tears muddled, and then wielding the Ancient Bell, he charged toward that skull!

"Brothers... I'm coming!"

"Hahaha..."

He gallantly embraced death!

"Ants!"

The skull, at this moment, slowly transformed into a tall and burly human figure, a middle-aged man with a gray complexion. The worn stone sword in his hand, he raised it.

Primordial Sun Emperor was sent flying backward, coughing up blood violently, the Ancient Bell almost shattered, covered in cracks.

"I will not kill you so easily... I will let you truly savor the pain."

The middle-aged man formed from the skull spoke coldly.

Zu Tiandao urgently stepped forward, supporting Primordial Sun Emperor, and said,

"Great being!"

Primordial Sun Emperor's eyes were ashen as he morosely said,

"Not dying back then was already a stroke of luck... As a mere soldier, I've done my best."

"It's just a pity... after countless ages, I've never witnessed that person's arrival..."

He was filled with sorrow!

Zu Tiandao also had tears in his old eyes, and he resolutely said,

"Great being... let's fight it out with him!"

"My wish... is for the coffin!"

Then, with all his might, he suddenly constructed a pathway that ignored distance, and in an instant, the Sky Domain seemed to connect with a cold, silent void universe.

And within that void universe, there floated a Stone Coffin, atop which rested a dim lamp!

"The last Fire Seed of the White Mist World?!"

The gray mist man wielding the sword, at this moment, was shocked, and then delightedly overjoyed.

Originally, even if he had to extinguish Primordial Sun Emperor and Zu Tiandao, he would have had to exert some effort in searching through the Yang Realm. Now, the Fire Seed had appeared directly, it couldn't be better!

"Come!"

Zu Tiandao shouted, and that coffin immediately appeared above the Sky Vault of Gangchang Continent.

Cold, silent, as if it could not be gazed upon, unfathomable as if it did not belong to this space and time.

"Yang Realm will perish... please take action, to suppress the great calamity!"

Zu Tiandao bowed deeply to the coffin!

Primordial Sun Emperor, however, shook his head in despair, and said,

"It's no use... even if the coffin holds a great cause and effect, we are unable to summon it forth."

"Even when the Ten Spirits perished, the being in the coffin did not make a move..."

"Perhaps, there is only a dead man inside."

—This coffin was carried from the Ancestral Realm by the ten supreme beings, the Ten Spirits, when they fled.

No one knew what it contained, even as the Ten Spirits and Ten Medicines perished, the coffin remained motionless.

"Heh heh... How can a coffin of a dead man save you all?"

The gray mist man stepped closer, he sneered as he lifted his sword, saying,

"I, on behalf of the Age of White Mist, will extinguish the last lamp!"

He swung his sword!

"No!"

Zu Tiandao stood forward, shielding in front of the lamp on the coffin.

Primordial Sun Emperor too raised the near-shattered Ancient Bell, roaring furiously, ready to fight to the death.

That sword came down, carrying almost the mighty power to create or destroy worlds.

Primordial Sun Emperor and Zu Tiandao, surely couldn't block it.

But, just at that moment.

Suddenly, within the void where Primordial Sun Emperor and Zu Tiandao were, a mountain peak appeared.

It was... White Tiger Emperor Peak!

It seemed to be enveloped by a Secret Realm, the gray mist man's Supreme Sword came slashing down, the might that could overturn the heavens, yet it did not even cause a ripple!

The gray mist man, immediately turned pale with shock.

And at this moment, the Stone Coffin that had not moved for eons, seemed to tremble slightly...

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