Chapter 1 The Ancient Times of the Myriad Yang Realm

For three million years, ancient Celestial Worthies, ancient Sage Emperors, and medieval Supreme Ones had emerged in the Myriad Yang Realm. Even if an unparalleled figure only appeared every hundred thousand years, there would still have been more than three hundred throughout history.

If inheriting the legacy of a Supreme One was enough to become a Sacred Ground, the Eastern Continent, with its thirty Emperors and Supreme Ones throughout history, wouldn't only have three Sacred Grounds.

Unless there were other, unknown conditions to becoming a Sacred Ground.

"Brother Yuanyang doesn't know?"

Xuanji stood on a lotus leaf in the lake, appearing somewhat surprised and admiring, "Brother's origins are not from a Sacred Ground, yet he can fight against more than a dozen. His talent and aptitude far surpass Xuanji."

With just this sentence, she already knew that An Qisheng did not originate from a Sacred Ground.

Although this secret was also hidden from people outside the Sacred Grounds, Yuanyang was able to suppress more than a dozen myriad law masters. If he were in a Sacred Ground, he would be qualified to know some secrets.

"Surpassing is natural, but it's nothing worth boasting about."

An Qisheng didn't care whether he had revealed his background or not. With a wave of his sleeve, several plates of fruits and a pot of spiritual wine appeared on the white jade stone table in front of him, "Sit down and let's talk slowly."

Within the cave, Zheng Longqiu, who was pulling weeds in the spirit field under the intimidation of the long whip, suddenly changed his expression. His Qiankun spirit ring had suddenly disappeared.

"Brother has a good bearing."

Xuanji's face remained unchanged, her body moved without any visible action, and she sat down in front of An Qisheng, "It's been a long time since I've had the top-quality spirit wine of the Myriad Law Tower."

"You still haven't answered my question."

An Qisheng held the wine cup, his eyes deep, "Where are Sacred Grounds stronger than sects? If it's the law, the law of the Dark Moon is no stronger than the direct line of the Taiyi, if it's treasures, 'Dark Moon' may not be stronger than the Myriad Law Dragon Tower..."

Dynasties changed on the Eastern Continent, and sects also experienced changes, but the three Sacred Grounds had never been shaken. This was not just because the three Sacred Grounds knew how to lie low at the right time.

There must be something deeper.

"Since Brother doesn't know, it's better not to know."

Xuanji's slender jade hand picked up a delicate jade pot and poured wine for An Qisheng, "If Brother is truly interested, why not return to the Dark Moon Sacred Ground with Xuanji and take a look?"

"I will take a look eventually, but not now."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

He was extremely interested in the many great sects and Sacred Grounds of this world. To some extent, the accumulated heritage of this world lay not in the world, but in the sects and Sacred Grounds.

But not now.

His sudden emergence had attracted a lot of attention. Going now would be asking for trouble.

In fact, he was very clear that many sects and Sacred Grounds in the Eastern Continent were paying attention to his movements at this time.

"Hehe~"

Xuanji smiled nonchalantly, then raised her slender jade neck and drank a cup of spirit wine, her posture graceful, "If that day comes, Xuanji will definitely come out three thousand miles to welcome you."

She, tentatively, believed him.

"Good."

An Qisheng also finished the wine in his cup, "Then let's wait for that day."

He also knew Xuanji's intention, which was nothing more than to recruit him.

He could sense that since the Qian Mountain battle, no less than thirty people had deduced his existence, and these thirty people all gave him a sense of danger.

And one of them, bright as the moon, with a pure and holy aura, must have come from the Dark Moon Sacred Ground.

Unfortunately, his divine will was even stronger than his physique, and he possessed the Dream Entering Technique. His control over his own aura and traces far exceeded that of Zheng Longqiu and others. Deducing his traces was naturally not that simple.

Sacred Grounds were not omnipotent.

And he would not attract the entire force of a Sacred Ground.

Xuanji put down her wine cup, looked at An Qisheng, and a faint divine light flashed in the depths of her eyes, "Since Brother is not going, then Xuanji can only take her leave."

She put down her wine cup, raised her hand slightly in a salute, and stood up to take her leave.

They had only exchanged a few words, but she had already completed everything: inquiring about his origins, recruiting him, testing his allegiances, and assessing his personality.

Naturally, there was no reason to stay any longer.

She still remembered that moment of trance-like loss of focus. This Yuanyang Taoist seemed to possess some kind of secret technique or divine power that influenced people's minds.

The longer she stayed, the more dangerous it would be.

Just as she stood up, An Qisheng also put down his wine cup and said lightly, "Hold on."

"Hmm?"

Xuanji turned her head, a hint of surprise on her flawless face, "Does Brother Yuanyang have other matters?"

"You've entered the door, drunk the wine, but you haven't answered the question. That's not appropriate, is it?"

An Qisheng's voice was calm, and his eyes were even more unwavering, "You've done what you wanted to do, and I naturally want to know what I want to know."

"The secrets of the Sacred Grounds, even if I speak them, Brother may not dare to listen, and may regret it in the future."

Xuanji spoke calmly, and strands of moonlight-like light flowed around her body, like threads and ribbons surrounding her.

They made her even more beautiful and otherworldly.

An Qisheng poured and drank his own wine, his expression unhurried, "I never regret anything."

"But I can't tell you."

Xuanji raised her head slightly, her smooth chin emitting a jade-like light, "Does Brother want to capture me?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows, "Why not?"

"It seems that Brother has full confidence in his divine powers."

Xuanji shook her head and sighed softly, "But do you think I am Zheng Longqiu, Mo Changfa, or Feng Changming?"

Her voice became cold.

She came from the Dark Moon Sacred Ground, and was of the same generation as Feng Changming. One was the top disciple of the Taiyi Sect, and the other was the top disciple of the Dark Moon Sacred Ground.

But the two had never been mentioned in the same breath, because Feng Changming was not her opponent at all.

The two each left their mountains, and in ten encounters, she had won every time. Feng Changming's 'Extinguishing Dao Slaughtering Immortal Sword' was no match for her 'Dark Moon Divine Wheel'.

"In my opinion..."

An Qisheng put down his wine cup, and Xuanji's figure was reflected in his clear eyes, as ethereal as his voice:

"There is no difference!"

"Then I must experience Brother Yuanyang's divine powers to see if he is qualified to keep me here!"

Xuanji's face turned slightly angry, and her voice immediately became cold.

Boom!

Before the words had even fallen, the entire carriage had completely exploded.

Zhu Dahai, caught off guard, was sent flying hundreds of miles by the surging air currents, and crashed headfirst into the mountains.

He screamed 'woo woo wah wah' in the air, terrified.

Bang!

Zhu Dahai landed heavily, and a small mountain was instantly overturned by his impact, smoke and dust mixed with earth and rocks rose into the air, spreading for dozens of miles.

"What happened?"

Outside the mountains, there was a team of rogue cultivators, seemingly escorting a caravan. When they saw the smoke and dust filling the sky, they immediately became vigilant.

"Look, look at the sky!"

Suddenly, someone cried out in alarm.

The others looked up one after another, and saw a bright moon suddenly hanging high in the sky.

Its color was pure, its intention high, its light endless, surging like waves and rolling like tides.

In an instant, it seemed to pull out a night sky from the dome, even though the sun was still shining brightly in other places, that piece of sky had become a night with a bright moon hanging high.

It was as if someone had taken away a piece of the sky, how strange it looked at a glance!

"Not good, there are great cultivators fighting!"

But after only one glance, many rogue cultivators were so frightened that their livers and galls split, and they took out their magical artifacts, operated their techniques, and stirred their blood energy, as if facing a great enemy.

There was a saying in the mortal world that the battle of great cultivators was like a natural disaster. If they were not careful, they would be implicated, so how could they not be nervous?

Whoosh whoosh~

Amidst the moonlight like water, Xuanji floated in white, holy as an immortal, her eyebrows and eyes cold, far from the mortal world, her voice drifting across the sky like moonlight:

"Brother is too domineering. Even if you are a strong dragon crossing the river, you cannot act recklessly in the Eastern Continent, let alone Brother's cultivation and divine powers are not enough to run rampant in the Eastern Continent."

Xuanji's voice was extremely cold, seeming to contain anger, and seemingly not expecting An Qisheng to be so domineering.

"A full moon is like a mirror that can illuminate people, leaving shadows and traces, and naturally can also leave marks."

An Qisheng stood in the air, not caring that the carriage was destroyed, and looked indifferently at the high-hanging bright moon, "I heard that behind many sects are shadows of Sacred Grounds. Behind the Love Severing Path of the Evil Extremity Mountain, is it the Dark Moon Sacred Ground?"

He had not captured Fa Wu Mie and others for long, but for him, it was enough to understand the mysteries of the 'Extinguishing Dao Slaughtering Immortal Sword', 'Overlord Fist', and 'Three Seven Extinguishing Law Scroll', and sort out the relationship between these sects and Sacred Grounds.

The relationship between the Sacred Grounds and the major sects was complex and did not need much explanation, but there was a relationship between the Dark Moon Sacred Ground and the Love Severing Path.

The Dark Moon collected the aura of the enemy, and used the 'Three Seven Extinguishing Law Scroll' to curse and kill. The two were naturally a perfect match.

"Hmm?"

Only now did Xuanji realize that this Yuanyang had already known her purpose.

But she was not too flustered, just slightly surprised, "Since Brother knew my intention, why did you still invite me in?"

The Dark Moon was like a mirror, able to reflect the heavens and the universe. No matter how leakproof it was, no matter what kind of spiritual treasure suppressed it, it could not prevent its aura from being captured.

Throughout history, there had only been one accident, and that was Supreme Guanglong.

Tens of thousands of years ago, when Supreme Guanglong summoned the Sacred Grounds, he used the Dark Moon to illuminate his body, but the Dark Moon was unable to capture his figure, as if he had already transcended the heavens and the universe.

But since the Dark Moon was passed down to this day, for millions of years, there had only been one person.

Of course, she naturally could not carry the treasure Dark Moon, but this Yuanyang Taoist was not Supreme Guanglong!

Moreover, he was not a great power, so naturally his aura would be captured by her.

"That's naturally because..."

An Qisheng reached out and gently pinched in the void, and a subtle aura that could not be perceived by the naked eye or even the divine soul was already clamped between his two fingers:

"I am also capturing your aura, faster than you..."

"Hmm?!"

The moment An Qisheng spoke, Xuanji's heart suddenly turned cold, and a great crisis struck.

Her eyes turned cold, and she had no time to say more, but raised her hands and transformed her ten fingers into hand seals, "Chī!" (command)

Buzz~

A soft hum.

Above the sky shrouded in night, the full moon had already suppressed down, wherever it passed, the void trembled inch by inch, and boundless power rolled down like a tide.

It seemed to completely submerge An Qisheng.

And the moment the moonlight fell, this piece of sky shrouded in night was suddenly filled with a dead silence. The moonlight was beautiful and magnificent, but there was no beauty in it at all.

What it contained was only endless death.

Where the moon fell was the underworld!

The ancestor of the Dark Moon Sacred Ground was said to be a son of a Supreme One who was sealed by a secret method millions of years ago. That Supreme One held the Dark Moon and was known as the Underworld Emperor!

He was known for his killing and was one of the most murderous among the thirty Emperors and Supreme Ones of the Eastern Wasteland!

Legend has it that he once used the Dark Moon to strike across trillions of miles of sky, suppressing and killing a Sacred Ground in the depths of the galaxy protected by a Supreme spiritual treasure, as well as dozens of life stars under the Sacred Ground's jurisdiction!

One strike slaughtered the population of Jingzhao!

Xuanji was certainly not as powerful as that Underworld Emperor, but between her attacks, where the moonlight lingered, a terrifying and fierce killing intent burst out.

In an instant, this night sky had become a vacuum, and any visible or invisible object, including air and dust, had been completely 'killed'.

Whoosh!

An Qisheng's white hair stood on end, and a terrifying coldness came from all directions like a waterfall and a tide, trying to kill him completely here.

But his expression did not change much.

Only when Xuanji made her move, he casually reached out and took the spiritual treasure 'Three Seven Extinguishing Law Scroll' from Fa Wu Mie's 'cave heaven' amidst his angry roars.

Whoosh whoosh~

The moonlight slapped down, but An Qisheng seemed unaware. In Xuanji's shocked expression, he dotted the aura he had captured from the void onto this book of laws interwoven, black as ink.

"You!"

Xuanji's expression finally changed drastically, and her cold voice was full of disbelief, "You actually learned the 'Three Seven Extinguishing Law Scroll'!"

How could this Yuanyang know the 'Three Seven Extinguishing Law Scroll'?

Not to mention that Fa Wu Mie had the aura of a king-level spiritual treasure enveloping his divine soul, even without it, it had only been a few days.

How could this Yuanyang Taoist possibly master such a 'king-level' secret technique that was famous in the Eastern Continent for its extremely high difficulty?!

"Ah!"

A chill surged in her heart, and she immediately disregarded everything else. Her body moved, breaking through the air like a flood dragon, trying to merge with the rolling 'bright moon'.

In the next instant, a ripple appeared on the black book, and the words 'Xuanji' appeared on the pages of the black law-woven book.

"You're right."

An Qisheng responded lightly to the black book.

He had always learned things very quickly, and faster and faster. This 'Three Seven Extinguishing Law Scroll' was a rare divine soul secret technique in the Myriad Yang Realm, so it was even faster for him to learn.

Not only fast, but even better than Fa Wu Mie, who had been immersed in this path for hundreds of years!

Pa~

An Qisheng pointed down with one finger.

Buzz~

An invisible wave spread out, and in an instant, it had spread to the high sky and entered Xuanji's body.

"Ah!"

In the next instant, a sharp cry containing endless pain resounded through the sky, and then the bright moon disappeared, turning into an ancient mirror like a full moon and falling down with Xuanji.

"You..."

The pain like a tide drowned her mind, and Xuanji endured the pain and uttered a light rebuke, "Yue Youyou, Yue Youyou, bright moon leisurely, dark moon secluded!" (These are names, and also describe the moon)

Buzz~

The sound waves seemed to contain profound laws. Even though her heart was filled with the pain that almost crushed her three souls and seven spirits, Xuanji counterattacked in the first instant.

The ancient mirror rose again with a faint light, like a great moon exploding, and the last brilliance turned into great rivers, slamming for thousands of miles, as if to burn jade and stone together.

But in the next instant, a starry sky appeared, enveloping the river of moonlight and her as well.

"Capturing me leaves no room for reversal!" As she was finally taken into his sleeve, Xuanji opened her mouth, enduring the pain.

"You were unable to do anything to Celestial Cauldron Emperor Xiao Yao for a thousand years..."

An Qisheng waved his long sleeves, collected the sky full of moonlight and stars, and drifted away in the rolling air currents:

"What can you do to me?"