Creating Heavenly Laws

Chapter 165

Chapter 165

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On the ninth heaven.

Mu Qingliu stood with his hands behind his back.

The Taihao Mirror floated above his head.

A terrifying beam of light shot downward towards the White Jade Island.

At this moment, Mu Qingliu himself had arrived, carrying the true body of the Taihao Mirror.

In this world, Mu Qingliu was invincible. To erase the White Jade Island, only one strike was needed.

"Island Master Yuan Yang."

Island Master Yuan Yang had reached the half-step Ancient Sage level over a hundred years ago.

Now, he was probably very close to becoming an Ancient Sage, but so what? Without reaching the level of Ancient Sage, he would undoubtedly die under the light of the Taihao Mirror.

Even if he were an Ancient Sage, unless he was one of the three old Ancient Sages from the Ghost Palace, the Demon Saint's Nest, or the Blood Demon Sea, he would still be severely injured and killed.

This was Mu Qingliu's confidence.

This was the confidence of the Daoist Immortal Sect's master, who had ruled the Central Divine Continent for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Those three old guys must be very afraid now?"

Mu Qingliu glanced in the direction of the other three, planning to 'catch up'.

In his eyes, the fate of the White Jade Island beneath his feet was already sealed; it would vanish under the light of the mirror.

However.

The next moment.

Mu Qingliu's expression changed drastically.

He suddenly looked down.

A giant figure that seemed countless miles tall stood towering in front of him.

With a lift of his hand, he blocked the White Jade Island, which was over a million miles away.

When the terrifying beam of light from the Taihao Mirror made contact with the back of that towering figure's hand, it quickly dissipated and disappeared completely after several breaths.

"What's that?"

Mu Qingliu's face was solemn.

"Island Master Yuan Yang."

Mu Qingliu looked at the figure blocking the strike of the Taihao Mirror, whose body quickly returned to its original state, his hands behind his back, his expression extremely unsightly.

"Void Refinement Ancient Sage."

"Ancient Sage at the peak of Void Refinement stage."

"He may have even surpassed the limits of Void Refinement, beginning to explore the stage of beyond it."

Mu Qingliu judged in his heart.

The ability to manifest such a huge figure must be an extraordinary divine technique.

Blocking the strike of the Taihao Mirror without leaving any trace showed an even more unfathomable strength.

Mu Qingliu never expected that Island Master Yuan Yang, whom he had long regarded as nothing, would have such terrifying power.

In the north of Divine Continent.

On a small island deep in the Blood Demon Sea.

Just as Mu Qingliu unleashed the terrifying beam of light with the Taihao Mirror.

The Blood Demon Lord suddenly opened his eyes, his expression solemn.

"Mu Qingliu has left the Daoist Immortal Mountain? The Daoist Immortal Sect has produced a second Ancient Sage?"

The Blood Demon Lord immediately speculated on many things.

"Island Master Yuan Yang is finished."

The Blood Demon Lord shook his head slightly.

When Mu Qingliu left the Daoist Immortal Mountain, the first thing he did was to attack the White Jade Island, aiming to completely kill the Island Master Yuan Yang.

"I told you to join me early, but you insisted on refusing. Now, you're dead, right?"

The Blood Demon Lord shook his head slightly.

A hundred years ago, when Island Master Yuan Yang occupied the White Jade Island.

The Blood Demon Lord sent his subordinates to persuade Island Master Yuan Yang to join him.

After all, the Blood Demon Sea did not have many forces with the combat power of a half-step Ancient Sage.

However, Island Master Yuan Yang directly refused at that time.

And at this moment, in the eyes of the current Blood Demon Lord, Island Master Yuan Yang's choice back then was wrong.

"It's a pity."

The Blood Demon Lord shook his head.

Island Master Yuan Yang did not come from the Daoist Immortal Sect, nor did he have much to do with the Blood Demon Sea, the Ghost Palace, or the Demon Saint's Nest.

Relying solely on himself, he had cultivated to the level of a half-step Ancient Sage. If he had been willing to accept the bestowal of the Blood Demon Lord and transform into a 'Blood God Child', he might have been able to ascend to the true level of an Ancient Sage in the future.

"Huh?"

"Wait a minute?"

The Blood Demon Lord was just about to contact the other three Ancient Sages, considering how to deal with Mu Qingliu, when suddenly he felt something and widened his eyes.

"Mu Qingliu's attack was blocked?"

The Blood Demon Lord opened his mouth wide. Although he hadn't witnessed it personally, through sensing the aura, he knew that the terrifying beam of light unleashed by Mu Qingliu did not explode but dissipated into nothingness, while at the same time...

A terrifying power comparable to the sun gathered.

"Sun Ancient Sage." (His Yang Spirit nickname, just bestowed to him)

"Sun Ancient Sage who has almost surpassed the limits of Void Refinement?"

"How could Island Master Yuan Yang possibly have such strength?"

The Blood Demon Lord found it hard to believe.

Even if Island Master Yuan Yang had broken through to the Void Refinement stage.

At most, the Blood Demon Lord would be shocked, not as incredulous as he was now.

Island Master Yuan Yang had been a half-step Ancient Sage a hundred years ago, and now breaking through the shackles and entering the Void Refinement stage was not impossible.

However, at this moment?

Exceeding the limits of the Void Refinement stage? That's the level only the Sect Master who holds the Taihao Mirror can reach.

But Island Master Yuan Yang achieved it solely by himself?

How is that possible?

"We were wrong."

"We were all wrong."

"A hundred years ago, Island Master Yuan Yang was not even a half-step Ancient Sage."

The Blood Demon Lord's thoughts surged.

He suddenly realized that a hundred years ago, Island Master Yuan Yang had never claimed to be at the half-step Ancient Sage level.

The so-called half-step Ancient Sages were all speculations from the outside world about Island Master Yuan Yang.

"Exceeding the limits of the Void Refinement stage, could it be a mighty being from tens of thousands of years ago?"

The Blood Demon Lord quickly pondered.

Initially, he thought that Island Master Yuan Yang was a recent powerful figure.

But based on the displayed strength and power, how could he have cultivated to this level in just a few thousand years?

The Blood Demon Lord speculated that Island Master Yuan Yang might come from tens of thousands of years ago.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Daoist Immortal Sect was not the undisputed ruler of the Central Divine Continent.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the 'Ascension Platform' had not yet appeared.

There were many unimaginable powerhouses in the world, some even surpassing the limits of Void Refinement.

It wasn't just the Blood Demon Lord who was shocked.

Almost at the same time.

The Ancient Sages of the Demon Saint's Nest and the Ghost Palace also sensed Mu Qingliu's true form wielding the Taihao Mirror.

But it was easily blocked by Island Master Yuan Yang.

"Island Master Yuan Yang, is he this strong?"

In the Daoist Immortal Sect, Mu Mengting was also observing the Eastern Sea.

He wanted to see with his own eyes Island Master Yuan Yang kneeling and begging for mercy under Mu Qingliu's suppression.

But what happened next made his scalp tingle.

Mu Qingliu, who was invincible while wielding the Taihao Mirror, was actually blocked by Island Master Yuan Yang?

On the ninth heaven.

Mu Qingliu stood with the Taihao Mirror above his head.

He was caught in a dilemma.

Originally, Mu Qingliu thought that suppressing Island Master Yuan Yang would not encounter any accidents.

That's why he came to the Eastern Sea and targeted the White Jade Island first.

To pick the soft persimmon.

Compared to the Blood Demon Sea, the Demon Saint's Nest, and the Ghost Palace.

Island Master Yuan Yang naturally belonged to the unquestionably soft persimmon category.

But unexpectedly.

This 'soft persimmon' turned out to be the hardest stone in the world.

For Mu Qingliu, facing Island Master Yuan Yang, who had reached the limit of the Void Refinement stage and even surpassed it, was absolutely the least desirable.

The Ghost King of the Ghost Palace, the Blood Demon Lord of the Blood Demon Sea, and the Demon Saint of the Demon Saint's Nest, although they had special cards.

Mu Qingliu could at least defeat them with the Taihao Mirror.

But facing Island Master Yuan Yang, Mu Qingliu didn't even have the confidence to win, let alone suppress him.

What worried Mu Qingliu even more was...

If Island Master Yuan Yang teamed up with the Ghost King, the Blood Demon Lord, and the Demon Saint, the Daoist Immortal Sect would probably face the worst situation in tens of thousands of years.

"Island Master Yuan Yang."

"I think there is a misunderstanding between us."

Mu Qingliu remained silent for a moment, put away the Taihao Mirror, and secretly transmitted his voice.

Next, Mu Qingliu exchanged a few more words through voice transmission before turning around and leaving.

Above the White Jade Island.

Lin Yuan stood in mid-air.

Watching quietly as Mu Qingliu left.

"Wants to cooperate with me?"

Lin Yuan pondered the words Mu Qingliu had just transmitted through voice.

In summary.

It meant one thing.

The grudge between the Daoist Immortal Sect and him, Island Master Yuan Yang, was not irreconcilable.

The two could cooperate.

As for how to cooperate.

It could be discussed in detail.

Central Divine Continent.

On the ninth heaven.

Mu Qingliu's gaze was pensive.

Gradually.

Between Island Master Yuan Yang and the Daoist Immortal Sect.

There was no irreparable hatred.

It was just that Island Master Yuan Yang had erased the Daoist Immortal Sect's piece on the Eastern Sea Islands—the Black Veil Islands.

But this matter.

Mu Qingliu could choose to forgive.

It was just a trivial Black Veil Island.

As for his impulsive attack on the White Jade Island just now, it was indeed reckless, but Mu Qingliu could make up for it in other ways.

"If I can cooperate with Island Master Yuan Yang," Mu Qingliu's heart raced.

Island Master Yuan Yang was an Ancient Sage of the Yang lineage, and he had surpassed the limits of the Void Refinement stage.

Such an Ancient Sage could easily defeat the strong of the Yin lineage.

If they joined forces.

It was entirely possible to completely suppress the Ghost Palace and the Blood Demon Sea.

Until today.

Mu Qingliu had never thought about dealing with the Ghost Palace and the Blood Demon Sea.

Because it was difficult to achieve.

Even with the Taihao Mirror, he couldn't do it.

This time, he wielded the Taihao Mirror and left the Daoist Immortal Mountain.

The purpose was just to suppress those three old guys and make them suffer a bit, to prevent them from having any further ideas.

That's all.

But now.

Mu Qingliu saw hope.

"Cloud Mist Blessed Land?"

Mu Qingliu suddenly stopped.

His gaze fell on the Cloud Mist Blessed Land below.

Before leaving just now, he transmitted a few words to Island Master Yuan Yang, including the possibility of cooperation.

As for how to cooperate, the two needed to find a place to discuss it.

Mu Qingliu finally chose the Cloud Mist Blessed Land for this discussion.

As for why he didn't choose the Daoist Immortal Mountain, Mu Qingliu didn't know how many means had been laid down by the successive sect masters there.

Mu Qingliu estimated that if he had chosen the Daoist Immortal Mountain, Island Master Yuan Yang wouldn't have come.

The Cloud Mist Blessed Land was a good choice.

Although it was one of the 108 blessed lands, it hadn't been heavily fortified.

With Island Master Yuan Yang's strength, the entire Cloud Mist Blessed Land was no different from thin paper to him.

Choosing the Cloud Mist Blessed Land meant that Mu Qingliu had absolutely no other plans.

Moreover, the Cloud Mist Blessed Land was close to the Daoist Immortal Mountain. If things didn't go well, Mu Qingliu had an escape route.

Lastly, compared to other blessed lands in Central Divine Continent, the Cloud Mist Blessed Land wasn't highly important except for its longevity. However, the longevity of the Cloud Mist Blessed Land didn't have much effect on cultivators.

Mu Qingliu descended into the Cloud Mist Blessed Land.

"Greetings, Sect Master."

Chunhua and Qiuyue's faces were full of fear, unsure of why the Sect Master had come.

"Where's Wuji?" Mu Qingliu asked.

"He, he's in seclusion," Qiuyue replied, trembling. "I'll go tell him right away."

"No need" Mu Qingliu said in his mind.

Images of Jun Wuji flashed through Mu Qingliu's mind. Additionally, the faces of Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian'er, Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Zhilan also appeared.

For some reason, Mu Qingliu felt a bit melancholic at this moment.

For the sake of his Mu Family's interests, he ultimately gave up on Jun Dongjin. Even Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan, his two grandchildren, were transferred to the distant Mangya Mountain.

Only Jun Wuji, who had never had much presence since childhood, escaped a disaster. But even so, he was separated from his parents and older siblings.

"Wuji."

"Let him continue his cultivation."

"Don't disturb him."

Mu Qingliu sighed.

Although it was somewhat cruel, Mu Qingliu didn't feel that he had done anything wrong.

"Stay away from the top floor of the mountain."

"I'll be meeting a fellow Daoist there."

Mu Qingliu gave a few instructions before his figure disappeared.

On the top of the Cloud Mist Mountain.

Outside the attic.

Mu Qingliu sat cross-legged, facing the direction of the Eastern Sea, waiting quietly for Island Master Yuan Yang to arrive.

"I wonder what price I'll have to pay to get Island Master Yuan Yang to cooperate with me to deal with the Blood Demon Sea and the Ghost Palace," Mu Qingliu thought to himself.

He attached great importance to Island Master Yuan Yang. Such a powerhouse would shine regardless of the era, even in the era tens of thousands of years ago when powerful beings who surpassed the limits of Void Refinement were common.

"I must have a good discussion later."

"Even if we can't reach an agreement in the end, we must resolve our grievances."

"I absolutely cannot let Island Master Yuan Yang cooperate with those three old guys."

Mu Qingliu thought to himself.

He had already communicated with Island Master Yuan Yang about discussing cooperation in the Cloud Mist Blessed Land, so he believed that the other party would come soon.

At the foot of the Cloud Mist Mountain.

Chunhua and Qiuyue's faces had barely recovered.

The sudden appearance of the Sect Master had truly startled them.

That was the Sect Master of the Daoist Immortal Sect, the supreme figure in Central Divine Continent.

As two insignificant Golden Core stage female cultivators, they would never have the chance to interact with such a prominent figure in their lifetimes.

"Why did the Sect Master come here? To meet some 'fellow Daoist'?" Chunhua wondered. "It must be some important figure if the Sect Master is personally waiting for them."

As they whispered to each other, a figure emerged from the closed-door chamber at some point.

"Ah?"

"Young Master."

"You've come out?" Chunhua turned around and saw Lin Yuan, immediately bowing in respect. "Young Master, just now the Sect Master came and is now waiting on the top of the Cloud Mist Mountain for a fellow Daoist."

Chunhua immediately relayed all the information she knew.

"I see."

Lin Yuan nodded.

He looked up at the top of the Cloud Mist Mountain.

The clouds and mist shrouded the area, resembling a fairyland.

"It's almost time."

Lin Yuan's expression remained calm.

Then he walked towards the stairs leading up the mountain.

Following the stairs, he headed towards the mountain top.

"Young Master."

Chunhua and Qiuyue observed the situation and decided not to intervene.

Although the Sect Master of the Daoist Immortal Sect had said not to let anyone up, the Young Master wasn't an outsider; he was the Sect Master's grandson. Shouldn't he be allowed to go up?

The Cloud Mist Mountain wasn't very high, only a few hundred meters, but its mountain path was somewhat rugged.

Lin Yuan's gaze lowered as he ascended the mountain step by step. He didn't use any magical techniques; he simply climbed the mountain one step at a time.

After half an hour, Lin Yuan reached the top of the Cloud Mist Mountain.

He saw Mu Qingliu, facing east with his back to him, sitting there.

Lin Yuan walked straight over.

"Wuji."

Mu Qingliu had noticed Lin Yuan long ago but didn't stop him.

"I've already told Mengting. He'll bring Dongjin and your mother back soon, and your family will be reunited."

Mu Qingliu thought Jun Wuji wanted to plead for his parents, so he said directly.

Hearing this, Lin Yuan didn't stop. He walked to the opposite side of Mu Qingliu and sat down, facing the Daoist Immortal Sect Master.

"Wuji?"

Mu Qingliu's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

The position Lin Yuan took was the one he had reserved for Island Master Yuan Yang. However, since Jun Wuji was his grandson after all, Mu Qingliu didn't say anything.

"Wuji, you should go down first. Grandfather has important matters to discuss with a fellow Daoist later, which concerns the overall situation of Central Divine Continent."

Mu Qingliu spoke with a gentle smile.

The matter regarding Jun Dongjin, Mu Qingliu believed he was not wrong, but he still felt guilty towards this grandson.

Lin Yuan remained silent, only staring quietly at Mu Qingliu.

"Wuji?"

Mu Qingliu's smile faded.

He couldn't quite understand what his grandson wanted to do. Didn't he understand how important the matter to be discussed later was for the Daoist Immortal Sect and for Central Divine Continent?

The two stared at each other.

"Grandfather."

At that moment, Lin Yuan spoke slowly.

Mu Qingliu's expression relaxed, but Lin Yuan's next words made his pupils contract.

"What do you want to cooperate with me on?"

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