I Shall Seal the Heavens - chapter-814
At the same moment in which such words were spoken, Meng Hao fell back.
Simultaneously, a cold snort could be heard echoing out from some
“Last night I could see the clues,” said Song Luodan. “However,
despite your fakery, the apparition behind you was real. Now… I will
cut you down, and show you that nobody makes a fool of me!”
Song Luodan was the Song Clan cultivator with the scar that ran from his
forehead down to his neck. Flaming magical symbols burst out around him,
and the flame crow on his shoulder stared coldly at Meng Hao. When Song
Luodan stepped forward, the energy of peak Dao Seeking erupted out.
However, this was not the ordinary power of peak Dao Seeking, but rather,
something that exceeded that.
He was even more powerful than the Imperial Bloodline Clan Chief who Meng
Hao had fought. He had Immortal will swirling around him. Shockingly,
despite still being in Dao Seeking, he cultivated a battle prowess
comparable to a false Immortal.
Behind him was an emaciated old man who appeared to be nothing more than
skin and bones. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were icy cold.
He gave off a terrifying feeling that made him seem like a powerful
Immortal that could suppress Meng Hao in a single move.
His body seemed to have numerous open meridians, but clearly they had
been sealed and could not be used. Now, he was only able to wield the
power of a false Immortal.
Actually, false Immortals were the highest level of cultivation that Meng
Hao’s father had permitted into South Heaven.
In the moment that Song Luodan stepped forward, Meng Hao spun in midair
and looked at him and the old man, killing intent flickering in his eyes.
The vicious needle thrown out by the Song Clan just now had been
“I’m gonna kill you!” said Meng Hao, transforming into a huge roc
that sped toward Song Luodan. Shocking rumbling filled the air as the roc
and Song Luodon exchanged more than a hundred moves in the blink of an
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Fire rippled everywhere, and a sea of flames roiled off of Song Luodan.
It transformed into the shape of a flame crow that attacked Meng Hao.
Their attacks were shocking, and caused everything to tremble. Although
they were fighting in midair, Meng Hao didn’t want to get too far away
from the temple’s main gate. As for other locations along the wall
where it seemed possible to go in, he ignored those. He remembered from
his initial premonition that if someone tried to enter in that fashion,
they would be struck dead.
Booms echoed out; Zhao Yifan and the others stopped in place to watch the
fighting, as did everyone else.
“That guy is incredible. He was at a bit of a disadvantage earlier when
he was up against Fan Dong’er and the others, but now that he’s
fighting Song Luodan alone… it’s hard to say who’s going to win!”
“It’s got to be Song Luodan! He was able to fight with Zhao Yifan
from the Sublime Flow Sword Grotto. Supposedly he lost, but he’s also
very smart, which is his strong point!”
Everything shook, and brilliant lights flashed about. Within his sea of
flames, Song Luodan looked like a flame Immortal, calm yet threatening.
At one point, he flew into the air, lifted his right foot and violently
kicked down toward Meng Hao.
The kick gave rise to a flame sea, which then transformed into another
flame crow that seemed capable of ripping the air apart. Flames spread
out in all directions, and seemed to be on the verge of sealing Meng Hao.
At the same time, the old Dao Protector at his side laughed coldly and
waved his hand. Another decaying needle appeared, which shot toward Meng
Hao. Immediately, Meng Hao’s eyes flickered with killing intent.
He snorted coldly, raising his right hand into the air and pointing at
Song Luodan. Immediately, the Blood Demon Grand Magic appeared, and a
rumbling vortex formed around Song Luodan. Like a dragon gulping down
water, it sucked in the flame sea and left Song Luodan completely
revealed out in the open.
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Song Luodan’s face flickered with astonishment. His right foot began to
wither, and he let out a roar. Coughing up a mouthful of blood, he fell
back at full speed. Somehow… in this moment of grave crisis, he
actually managed to escape the Blood Demon Grand Magic vortex. He
retreated, face pale, looking at Meng Hao with an expression of both
shock and the cold desire to kill.
All of the observers were shaken. Amongst the crowd, Zhixiang’s eyes
were wide, and she was panting. The divine ability vortex she had just
seen reminded her of a legendary Daoist magic she had read about in the
ancient records of her sect, something that had long since been lost to
the passage of time.
Zhao Yifan from the Sublime Flow Sword Grotto was looking on with shining
eyes, the flames of battle flickered in his pupils. Li Ling’er from the
Li Clan of Planet North Reed was also panting. Her expression was one of
extreme concentration as she stared at Meng Hao.
The four who had attacked just now did not do so with all their strength.
Therefore, the fact that Meng Hao was able to evade those attacks merely
left them thinking that there was more to him than met the eye. Nothing
had happened that in any way left them thinking that he was worth paying
Karma swirled around Ji Yin, and although it was impossible to see his
expression clearly, he was surely surprised.
As for Fan Dong’er, a strange light shone in her eyes, but her
expression was placid. She radiated a sense of pureness and holiness, and
at the same time, seemed cold and distant. However, her incredible beauty
made it so that anyone who looked at her couldn’t help but be instantly
attracted to her, and would want to embrace her as a wife.
The person who Meng Hao resented was not Song Luodan, but rather, the old
man next to him. Twice so far, he had used sinister needles to attack
Meng Hao. Meng Hao suddenly stretched his hand out in a claw-like motion
which seemed similar to that used by the people he had seen plucking
stars. Immediately, his hand seemed to become enormous, and he grabbed
the needle out of the air.
Meng Hao had only gained a smattering of enlightenment about the Star
Plucking Magic. If he completely came to understand it, and also had a
sufficient cultivation base, he would actually be able to reach up and
pluck heavenly bodies out of the starry sky!
As soon as he grabbed the deadly needle, Meng Hao’s body flickered, and
he shot toward the old man. The old man laughed coldly. Instead of
retreating, he began to move toward Meng Hao.
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“Old codger!” growled Meng Hao, summoning the roc. In response, the
old man waved his hand, causing a gray aura to spread out that contained
“Suppress!” said the old man.
“I’ll be doing the suppressing!” replied Meng Hao. His cultivation
base rumbled, and his Immortal qi roared as it filled his body.
Immediately, everyone in the area was completely shocked.
The Immortal qi caused a huge rumbling roar to fill the air, and the old
man’s face flickered with astonishment.
“What sect or clan are you from?!”
Meng Hao didn’t respond. As the Immortal qi swirled, he performed an
incantation gesture and then pushed his hand out in front of him. The
Ninth Mountain rumbled out, crushing down toward the old man.
“Not gonna tell me?” snorted the old man. “Well, don’t blame me
for eradicating you!” Suddenly, a Dharma Idol appeared behind him, the
image of some powerful deity, a middle-aged man with an incredible
bearing. Immediately, everything around him was thrown into chaos.
As Meng Hao and the old man closed in on each other in midair, Meng Hao
let out a shout, and his own Dharma Idol appeared. The power that came
from being half a step into true Immortality erupted out, transforming
into an incredible pressure that weighed down on the old man. His face
fell, and he shot backward using a magical technique. The killing intent
in Meng Hao’s eyes flickered, and he waved his right hand, causing
eight black-colored medicinal pills to fly out. As soon as they hit the
old man, they exploded.
Blood sprayed from his mouth, and his face fell. He had been seriously
injured, and was just about to flee, when Meng Hao, moving at incredible
speed, descended upon him. His right hand unleashed the Star Plucking
Magic, and the old man let out a furious howl. He raised his right hand,
and what appeared to be the sun, moon, and other heavenly bodies could be
seen in the palm that he sent surging toward Meng Hao
The man let out a miserable howl; at the same time, Meng Hao coughed up
blood and staggered backward. The lightning cauldron appeared in his
hand, lightning danced, and he vanished as he switched places with Fan
Dong’er, who had been attempting to sneak into the temple during the
chaos of the fighting.
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When he reappeared, Meng Hao stood tall and straight in front of the main
gate of the temple, blood oozing out of his mouth. He seemed to be in
command of everything, and when he stamped his foot onto the ground,
everything trembled. At this point, he stretched out his right hand and
made a claw-like gesture.
Three claw images appeared; it almost looked as if some ancient beast
were awakening. The claws shot up into the air along with his Dharma Idol.
The huge attack surged toward Li Ling’er and Fang Donghan of the Fang
Clan, who had just been preparing to charge toward him.
Amidst the rumbling booms, Song Luodan’s Dao Protector up in midair
suddenly let out a miserable shriek. He had just noticed that,
shockingly, a needle was sticking out of his hand! It was the same needle
he had just tried to use to kill Meng Hao!
The decaying power of the needle was just as effective on the old man!
“NOO!!” he shrieked, terrified. The flesh on his face was already
starting to decay and fall off into bits of ash. Terror filled him. He
was well aware of how quickly the vicious poison on the needle worked. In
the blink of an eye, the poison contaminated all of his aura.
As his screams echoed out, the crowds gasped. The old man’s body
collapsed. All of his flesh and blood turned into nothing but drifting
Instantly, complete silence fell.
This old man was no ordinary person. He was a Dao Protector of the Song
Clan, a powerful expert with an Immortal Realm cultivation base. He had
opened dozens of meridians, and yet now… he died in this place… at
the hands of a Spirit Realm cultivator.
It was only an accident, only a chance occurrence, had only occurred
because his cultivation base was sealed. But regardless of those
things… he was dead!
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Dead at the hands of Meng Hao!
“Song Luodan’s Dao Protector… just died!?”
“He… he actually killed a Dao Protector!”
“Who is this guy? He can’t be some random person, and he’s
definitely not from the lands of South Heaven. He must be a Chosen from
some outside sect!”
“But he doesn’t look familiar. I’ve never seen him before….”
Even as the buzz of conversation rose up, Zhixiang looked on with wide
eyes, astonished. Her cultivation base had originally been in the
Immortal Realm, but after acquiring the Demon Immortal Body, she had
pushed herself down into the Spirit Realm to reestablish her cultivation
and gain a chance at even more power in the future. As such, she was far
more powerful than she had been last time she was in the Spirit Realm.
Even still, there was no way she could attack and kill a false Immortal.
“Who are you!?” Zhao Yifan suddenly asked.
Ji Yin looked at Meng Hao, as did Li Ling’er, as well as Wang Mu, who
still hadn’t made a move yet. All of the Chosen from the various sects
and clans, including Taiyang Zi, were all staring over at Meng Hao.
As for Song Luodan, he was panting in shock. His Dao Protector had just
been shockingly killed, causing Song Luodan’s killing intent to grow
Fan Dong’er hovered in midair, now in the position that Meng Hao had
occupied moments before. Fury burned in her heart, but her face was
placid as she calmly said, “Daoist Brother, who exactly are you? Would
you mind telling us?”
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Meng Hao looked out at the Chosen. He had to admit that these people were
strong. However, he still felt like fighting, and in fact, was looking
forward to something in particular.
He was looking forward to when he left the lands of South Heaven and
entered the world of the Chosen outside. He couldn’t wait to see what
kind of waves he would stir up then.
He looked calmly at the chosen of the Ninth Mountain and Sea, well aware
that after this decisive battle, his name would surely spread rapidly
until everyone knew who he was.
“Call me Meng Hao!”