Chapter 124: The Exquisite Edict

"I cannot comply."

On the Primordial Meteor Mountain, the grey-clad man remained composed. Despite the crushing pressure exerted by a Saint, he bowed humbly, his response neither servile nor defiant.

"Oh?"

Tanya’s eyes narrowed, a cold, majestic aura radiating from her.

High in the celestial firmament, the sword aura that spanned three hundred light-years teetered, its boundless killing intent dazzling and sharp. In the next moment, it threatened to descend!

A sudden chill gripped everyone present.

"Do you truly refuse?"

The question flowed from Tanya’s lips, calm as a placid lake.

At that instant, a bone-chilling cold spread, as if the world had been plunged into a blizzard. Even powerhouses like Qingtian E and Yinyan could not remain unaffected, their expressions turning grave.

Old Yuan hurriedly wiped away cold sweat. Sect Master Tanya was erratic and unfathomable, but one thing was certain: when she was at her calmest, she was at her most terrifying.

Was this man tired of living? How dare he defy Sect Master Tanya so directly? Even if he intended to refuse, he should not have been so blunt—this was a grave taboo to the Sect Master!

"Though our Shang Sect is small, it remains a relic of the Immortal Ancient Era. To preserve our lineage, I, Wu Cang, have no regrets even if I must face death nine times over. I cannot possibly agree to your demand." The grey-clad man, Wu Cang, raised his head, his murky eyes revealing a trace of weariness and firm resolve.

"Very well. Such loyalty. Once I have razed these ninety thousand mountains to the ground, I hope you still possess such integrity and backbone!"

Tanya’s beautiful eyes ignited with divine radiance, shining like two brilliant suns. It was a terrifying sight; few dared to meet her gaze.

Little Huang and Ying’er, being timid, quickly shrank behind Feng Shang, peeking at Sect Master Tanya with one eye. Though the girl appeared young, she was a true Saint, and no one knew the extent of the power she could unleash when angered.

"Destroy!"

As the cold command fell, the brilliant sword aura in the heavens no longer hesitated. Boundless murderous intent surged, the divine power of the Universal Dao rushing down like a violent, surging ocean.

Unexpectedly, the grey-clad man remained calm, showing none of the panic that had been anticipated.

One had to understand that this sword aura was no trivial matter; it contained the holy might of the Universal Dao, capable of easily obliterating a divine realm or destroying a restricted zone of the stars. Even a peak Divine Lord would pale at the sight of it.

Yet, he remained unfazed.

Bright, sharp blades crisscrossed the heavens, and the three-hundred-light-year wind howled, causing nearby celestial bodies to tremble. Soon, the Hurricane World became blindingly bright, filled with such intense light that it felt as if a supreme sun had exploded within it.

...

Rumble—

In a trance, the sound of ocean waves resonated, followed by a rhythmic pulsing. It was the ninety thousand meteor mountains themselves; they had undergone a strange transformation, trembling as they released boundless mist. This mist formed a vast, surging ocean of tides before the light-year-long sword aura.

"The trends of this world are self-contained—quite clever. But this alone is far from enough. I said I would destroy this place, and destroy it I shall!"

Tanya’s eyes flashed, and just as she prepared to swing her sword again, her expression shifted, flickering with a strange light.

Clang—

A resonant sound, like a great bronze bell, suddenly echoed from the deepest depths of the Hurricane World.

"What is that?"

"A temple?"

Everyone was astonished. In the distance, amidst the swirling chaos of mist, an ancient temple drifted. The temple was weathered, containing a single green vine and a withered well. As the vine swayed, it emitted specks of green light, and above the well hung a large iron bell, swaying gently.

The combination of the ancient temple, the vibrant vine, and the deathly silence of the well evoked a sense of profound mystery.

"There is actually a temple inside the Hurricane World?"

Whoosh!

As the crowd watched in wonder, a seven-colored ray of light emerged from the ancient temple, streaking through the sea of mist toward them.

It was a talisman, shimmering with seven colors. It was impossible to see what lay within, yet it possessed an extraordinary, sentient quality. As it approached, it paused, hovering and flickering in front of Little Huang.

"Ah, what is this?"

Little Huang’s purple hair was soft and lustrous. Her large, clear eyes and soft, white, slightly chubby cheeks made her look incredibly adorable. She stared at the seven-colored talisman and reached out a small hand to touch it, but the talisman nimbly drifted away, coming to rest in front of Ying’er instead.

Ying’er, the most timid of them, shrank back.

"Don't touch it," Qing’er warned.

At that moment, the seven-colored decree drifted again, stopping before Qing’er. She instinctively recoiled, sensing danger from the object.

"Hmm?"

Tanya frowned. From the beginning, she had sensed an extraordinary power within the Hurricane World, and until the talisman arrived, she had assumed it was directed at her. She had not expected the talisman to dance back and forth before these identical little girls.

"This is a decree."

A young man smiled. "It has a connection with these young ladies. When they grow up, they may return to this place."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the seven-colored decree stopped lingering. It flew toward Tanya, its light gradually fading until it settled delicately into her palm.

Feng Shang watched this scene, looking curiously at the three girls before turning his gaze back to Tanya’s hand. What was the origin of this talisman that had emerged from the mysterious ancient temple?

Tanya glanced at Qing’er and the others. She clutched the talisman, channeling her holy power into it to sense its nature. A moment later, her pupils suddenly contracted. "The Decree of the Saintess Linglong?"

"What!"

Old Yuan gasped, his mouth agape in disbelief. "Sect Master, you don't mean that legendary Saintess, do you? How could her decree appear here?"

Yinyan and Qingtian E exchanged stunned glances.

"No way? Saintess Linglong?" Feng Shang widened his eyes, suddenly recalling their earlier conversation. "Qing’er, the Saintess Linglong you mentioned before—you said she originated from this star sector and left behind a divine treasury."

In the ancient eras of the Primordial Cultivation Domain, there had appeared a peerless Saintess whose brilliance dazzled the starry firmament, overshadowing countless geniuses and heroes. To this day, her legends were still being told.

"Could this be it?"

Qing’er looked at the ninety thousand meteor mountains in surprise. Could the legendary Linglong Divine Treasury be located here?

Tanya’s eyes burned with intensity as she clutched the decree, lost in thought. If the little bald boy had inherited the treasure of Saintess Linglong, then she truly could not refuse!

The Yu Chu sect was vast and powerful, but how could that legendary Saintess be poor? It was rumored that Linglong had risen to power with overwhelming force, constantly encountering great opportunities; she had been favored by various Saints and even possessed a relic left behind by an ancient Universal Emperor.

Linglong was among the foremost of the Universal Saints in the history of the entire Spirit Qi Universe. Her treasury held immense significance.

"Saintess Linglong issued six decrees in total, scattering them across the Spirit Qi Universe to await those with destiny. She once shared a debt of gratitude with our Shang Sect, which is why she bestowed one of the decrees upon us."

On the Primordial Meteor Mountain, the grey-clad man spoke, explaining the origin of the decree.

"What sect are you? To have a connection with Linglong... the Shang Sect? I have never heard of such an order," Tanya said, her eyes narrowing.

"Long ago, Shang Fo took the wrong path and could not turn back. Even so, he was only narrowly defeated by the Nine Saints, after which he returned here to establish the Shang Sect..." Wu Cang sighed somberly.