Young Noble Be Monster Slaying-Chapter 831: Xuanhuang Battle Armor

"Wen Yuan, even if you're given a Celestial Cosmic Ring, how much longer can you hold out?"

Over Mount Shu, thunder echoed as the clouds were torn apart.

The two Celestial Cosmic Rings had divided the hidden realm into two layers. But now, the first layer was striking the second with full force. The resulting surge of spiritual energy shattered the void for hundreds of li. The cultivators that had gathered on Red Cotton Peak to watch the spectacle were forced to retreat, and only a few eighth-realm powerhouses remained in place.

Boom!

The Imperial Supervisory Commissioner invoked the Great Dao of Tai’a, blasting open a gap in the wall of the first layer of the hidden realm. Yet, as the East Sea Chrono Wheel turned, time reversed, and the wall returned to its previous state, appearing completely intact.

With the Demon-Suppressing Pagoda still missing, the Cosmic Ring and the Chrono Wheel paired up to become the strongest legendary artifact in the world. It far surpassed the second-ranked artifact in the Catalog of the Mortal World’s Ten Thousand Treasures. Without a legendary artifact, even the Eminent Ones couldn't do anything about what was happening.

There was no hope of changing the outcome unless the sects were ready to go to war with the Penglai Supreme Sect and brought their legendary artifacts here. But even with that, it could already be too late for the Mount Shu Sect.

Explosions echoed one after another as the many peaks of Mount Shu collapsed, crumbling inward from the edges. Even though Venerable Wen Yuan held a Celestial Cosmic Ring attuned to his Great Dao, it was still just one legendary artifact. Against the combined might of the Cosmic Ring and the Chrono Wheel, it stood no chance.

All Venerable Wen Yuan could do... was buy a little more time before the end.

On the battlefield, Daoist Cangyun, Daoist Cangqiu, and the Elder of Mount Lu had joined forces against the celestial beast Baize. Yet, even when facing three opponents, Baize showed no signs of faltering. This allowed Venerable Wen Yuan to concentrate fully on wielding the legendary artifact in his fierce duel with Daoist Cangsheng, who controlled the combined might of the Cosmic Ring and the Chrono Wheel.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The invading force pressed forward step by step. Peak after peak crumbled. The last time the Mount Shu Sect faced a crisis of this scale—one capable of wiping out the sect—had been three thousand years ago. Even the Demon God era had failed to bring about its true destruction.

Venerable Wen Yuan couldn’t help but wonder, Is the sect really going to fall... under my leadership?

He felt it clearly. As mere mortals, they had done everything they could. The will of the heavens no longer stood with them.

Perhaps there really was nothing left that could reverse this fate and save the Mount Shu Sect. Perhaps I truly am a failed sect leader, the one who led Mount Shu into this abyss.

My esteemed teacher once said, "As long as you persist, it will survive."

But even if I keep fighting back now, will there really be hope?

Venerable Wen Yuan and Daoist Cangsheng hovered in the sky, storm clouds churning overhead. The spiritual energy surging between them was so intense that even eighth-realm Eminent Ones could not hold their ground within the heart of the storm. Daoist Cangsheng clearly held the upper hand, his expression fierce and unrelenting.

In Venerable Wen Yuan’s eyes flickered a rare trace of uncertainty—something he had not felt in years.

"Brother Wen Yuan, hang in there!"

The sky exploded with a thunderous roar. With a sharp crack, a dazzling rainbow light streaked across the heavens.

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A mountain-sized figure in golden battle armor descended, wrapped in swirling clouds and cascading light. Forged from a vajra-like metal, the armor gleamed with divine brilliance. Its helm was bold, and the faceplate was sharply chiseled. The giant inside was sealed entirely in the indestructible armor. When he spoke, his voice echoed through the skies, muffled and heavy, like thunder rumbling across a distant plain.

Even without seeing the face behind the armor, everyone knew who it was.

This armor was unique in the world, known to all as the Xuanhuang Battle Armor, ranked seventh in the Catalog of the Mortal World’s Ten Thousand Treasures.

This battle armor was forged from metals unknown to the mortal realm, crafted with techniques never before seen in this world. Every inch of it pulsed with flawless divine light. Its strikes could shake the universe, and its defense was utterly impenetrable.

There had long been a saying in the world of cultivation. "When facing any of the top ten artifacts, the Xuanhuang Battle Armor might not emerge victorious, but it would never be broken."

This was armor that no blade, spell, or strike had ever pierced.

Among all living cultivators, only one was deemed worthy of wearing this legendary artifact—Lu Jiuwai, the sect leader of the Great Astral Sect.

Long withdrawn from the world, Lu Jiuwai had spent years in silent cultivation. No one had expected that he would emerge so swiftly in response to the Mount Shu Sect’s crisis, much less bring with him a legendary artifact.

Crack! Screech!

The figure wearing the Xuanhuang Battle Armor tore through the void and, without uttering a word, drove a devastating punch straight into the solid wall of the hidden realm.

BOOM!

The heavens quaked, and the hidden realm trembled. Daoist Cangsheng’s expression darkened at once.

As the master of the Great Dao of Holding Up the Sky, Lu Jiuwai embodied the pinnacle of physical might in the world. With his body further empowered by the Xuanhuang Battle Armor, his punch carried a force far greater than that of the entire nine provinces combined.

With a single blow, the wall of the hidden realm cracked like a spider’s web.

Daoist Cangsheng quickly activated the East Sea Chrono Wheel to restore it, but the energy required this time was far greater than before.

At the same time, Venerable Wen Yuan felt deeply energized upon seeing the arrival of his allies. The Celestial Cosmic Ring within the inner layer of the hidden realm pulsed to life, striking outward in a sweeping counterattack!

Shouts of joy erupted from the Mount Shu Sect disciples, both inside and outside the hidden realm. With the gap in legendary artifacts finally narrowed, the Penglai Supreme Sect no longer held an overwhelming advantage. They might still be slightly outmatched, but the tide had begun to shift.

In the moment of crisis, it was the brothers of the Great Astral Sect who came through!

They never stopped to ask why or how it had come to this. The moment they saw the Mount Shu Sect under attack, they activated Shattering the Void and rushed to their aid. Even the Celestial King Sect, a sect that had always hated the Penglai Supreme Sect, had not shown such determination.

BOOM!

The Xuanhuang Battle Armor struck again, and the cracks multiplied, spreading like veins across the entire wall on the outer layer of the hidden realm.

At this rate, Lu Jiuwai would break through the outer barrier created by the Celestial Cosmic Ring, which had confined them to the inner layer of the hidden realm, within three strikes.

In that moment, the Mount Shu Sect disciples felt a renewed spark of hope rise in their hearts.

But just then, a flash of light streaked through the sky. The Celestial Cosmic Ring in the inner layer of the hidden realm vanished.

The disciples’ smiles froze instantly. They were like lambs suddenly left without a fence, surrounded by wolves.

It had been fifteen minutes.

It was over. Venerable Wen Yuan knew the Precious Phantom Spirit Embryo had reached its limit. Their survival up to this point was already a miracle in its own right. Perhaps it could be said the fall of the Mount Shu Sect had been delayed because of Chu Liang. However, that was all it had ever been. A replica could never replace the real thing.

When an eighth-realm cultivator fought someone below their level, it was like an adult beating a child. But if an eighth-and-a-half realm cultivator wielding a legendary artifact faced an eighth-realm opponent without one, it was like an armed adult cutting down another who was barehanded.

Now, all Daoist Cangsheng had to do was swing his weapon. The remaining peaks of Mount Shu, already weakened, would be powerless to withstand the blow.

Was the sect... doomed to fall after all?

Venerable Wen Yuan had pushed the Celestial Cosmic Ring to its limit and endured the crushing combined might of the Cosmic Ring and Chrono Wheel. His cultivation energy was nearly drained.

At this point, his only remaining option was to block the path himself and sacrifice his life. If he could hold the Celestial Cosmic Ring off just a little longer, the Xuanhuang Battle Armor might break through, and a few Mount Shu Sect disciples could still make it out alive.

So long as one disciple survived, the flame would not be extinguished. One spark would be enough to carry the fire forward.

At this moment, he no longer held any hope that Mount Shu would remain whole. That was simply unrealistic. All he wished was for a few embers to remain... so that they would have hope that the fire would be brought back to life in the days to come.

Daoist Cangsheng raised an eyebrow slightly.

Today’s battle had been full of unexpected turns. At first, he believed the Mount Shu Sect would be slaughtered like sheep under the might of the Cosmic Ring and Chrono Wheel. But then, Venerable Wen Yuan conjured a replica of the Celestial Cosmic Ring.

When he thought victory could be achieved within the next few moments, the sect leader of the Great Astral Sect appeared and nearly rendered all his plans meaningless. And now, just when he thought that they wouldn’t secure a victory today, Venerable Wen Yuan’s ring vanished.

As Daoist Cangsheng reflected on everything that had happened, he realized it was only natural for the ring in Venerable Wen Yuan’s hands to disappear. How could anyone truly replicate a legendary artifact? Doing so would be no different from creating a second one. The fact that it had lasted even fifteen minutes was already an extraordinary accomplishment.

Daoist Cangsheng murmured inwardly, Wen Yuan, the time has come.

Daoist Cangsheng looked at the distant figure—Venerable Wen Yuan, a man he had known for many years, one he had both competed with in secret and clashed with openly. He let out a quiet sigh and thought to himself that if their positions had been reversed, if he had been born in Mount Shu and Venerable Wen Yuan in Penglai, perhaps it would have been him who fell short.

The Cosmic Ring and Chrono Wheel spun violently, like a massive gear of destruction that bore down on the last remaining land of Mount Shu.

Whoosh!

Is this the end?

As despair welled up among the people of Mount Shu, the sky far in the distance suddenly tore apart. A brilliant beam of azure light descended. Within the curtain of light, a massive bronze structure slowly emerged, its silhouette strikingly similar to the prow of a ship.

In the next instant, a colossal bronze airship descended from the heavens, crashing into the crumbling barrier formed by the Celestial Cosmic Ring with terrifying momentum.

BOOM!