High-Level Martial Era - Chapter 963

Chapter 963: Chapter 486: Chi Yan and Lie Qing
 

Inside the grand Divine Hall.

“A mere Demigod, yet he’s attained such profound mastery of the Mysteries of Space?” Chi Yan True God murmured, “It seems his comprehension of the True Intention of Space has already reached considerable depth.”

“In terms of spatial understanding, he might surpass even me.” Chi Yan True God sighed, “If we attempt to forcibly unravel it, this scroll might destroy itself.”

All the Pseudo-Gods held their breath.

True Intention of Space?

Among the thirty-two Pseudo-Gods present, though all had touched upon the Mysteries of Space, even the strongest, Yan Lin Pseudo-God, was still far from converging the True Intention of Space.

“Ancestor, is it possible to unravel?” Yan Lin Pseudo-God cautiously asked.

“It is.”

“Like a Formation, breaking one is always easier than creating one.” Chi Yan True God said softly.

Whoosh! Flames suddenly flickered from his fingertips, threading into the scroll rolled tightly into a ball. The surrounding void subtly trembled, as though a volcano was ready to erupt at any moment.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle~”

Yet Chi Yan True God had cultivated for over ten thousand years and was remarkably adept, calming the turbulent void after merely a dozen seconds.

Still, within the hall, none of the Pseudo-Gods displayed joy.

For even a scroll proved so troublesome, how formidable was Li Yuan’s true strength? Could he truly be just a Demigod who had cultivated for mere decades?

“Swish!”

Chi Yan True God flicked his fingers, and the scroll finally unfurled completely, presenting itself before all the Divine of the Immortal Ruins.

Though the material of the scroll was unique, it was not particularly precious.

Once entirely open.

Everyone could clearly see the content inscribed upon it.

“I have long heard of the renown of the Immortal Ruins Civilization, yet it is an indisputable fact that you have invaded the territory of the Seven Stars, slaughtered our people. If you can offer compensation of ten thousand Fangshen Crystals or equivalent treasures before the Seven Star Civilization’s commemorative ceremony—and withdraw from the Kunlun Star Realm—then we may turn swords into plowshares and renew diplomatic ties. Otherwise, the shadow of Wan Mo’s plight has yet to fade.”

The seemingly simple text was laden with threats.

Overflowing with threats.

The Immortal Ruins Civilization had only two choices: pay ten thousand Fangshen Crystals or go to war.

“Arrogant! Ten thousand Fangshen Crystals—why doesn’t he just rob us?” A green-robed Pseudo-God’s face darkened in fury, shouting, “The puny Seven Stars dare to threaten our Immortal Ruins? Ancestor, this Li Yuan is utterly presumptuous.”

“How many years has it been since anyone in the Mortal Domain dared utter such threats against our Immortal Ruins Civilization?”

“This Li Yuan is excessively arrogant.” One after another, the Pseudo-Gods displayed their fury.

To them, no matter how strong Li Yuan was, he remained a Demigod, and the Seven Star Civilization was undoubtedly weak.

While the Immortal Ruins Civilization was unquestionably the reigning Overlord of the Mortal Domain.

However, before Chi Yan True God could speak.

Swish!

About ten seconds after the scroll was unfolded, its words erupted in silver light, emitting a surge of energy that caused the faces of many Pseudo-Gods to change.

Immediately, the scroll dissolved, and its text coalesced.

Forming directly into a hazy yet terrifying phantom of a Divine Spear.

This conception burst forth instantaneously, too swift.

So swift that even Chi Yan True God appeared caught off guard.

“Swish!”

Like an unseen Long Spear piercing through the Vast Sky, its sharpness boundless, causing a faintly visible ‘Space Trace’ to appear in the hall.

Paper as the spear shaft, words as the blade—it could tear the void!

At this moment.

The ten previously clamoring Pseudo-Gods fell utterly silent as they witnessed this terrifying display.

“No mana embedded within, yet the sheer might of the conception alone leaves traces in the void?” Yan Lin Pseudo-God stared dumbfounded at the Space Trace lingering in the air, stunned beyond measure.

“Ordinary paper and ink, yet such conception, such eruption—likely capable of obliterating some Demigods.” Yan Lin Pseudo-God mused, “This falls under the realm of Law Treasure.”

He could sense that the discharged power was faint, unable to harm any of the Pseudo-Gods present.

The key lay in the method of applying such conception, which entirely transcended their comprehension.

Law Treasures were typically forged by True Gods.

And Li Yuan? He was merely a Demigod!

Could he craft a Law Treasure? What level of mastery was this?

“This?”

“How is this possible?” The previously vocal Pseudo-Gods—all now had terror in their gazes.

That strike was far too swift, swift enough to leave these Pseudo-Gods unable to react.

Moreover, despite the scroll’s eruption containing no Origin Power, its might was undeniable.

A mere thought revealed the truth.

If Li Yuan himself discharged his full power, what would the extent of such might be?

“True God level Combat Secret Skill? Underpinned by the True Intention of Space?” Only Chi Yan True God, with a solemn expression, could discern the nature of the scroll’s technique.

Given his strength, he naturally wouldn’t fear this move and could replicate it as well.

The issue lay elsewhere.

Reflecting on Li Yuan’s youth, even Chi Yan True God felt troubled. Was this someone they truly wished to make an enemy of?

Swoosh~ As the Space Trace in the hall gradually faded, not a single Pseudo-God dared raise the topic of ‘war’ again.

“Ancestor?” Yan Lin Pseudo-God cautiously inquired.

“War is out of the question.” Chi Yan True God spoke slowly, “As stated in the scroll, prepare treasures equivalent to ten thousand Fangshen Crystals and sign a treaty of friendship between the two civilizations.”

“Our Immortal Ruins Civilization managed to unravel this scroll; I believe Li Yuan will comprehend its implications.”

They relented!

The numerous Pseudo-Gods felt stifled. None had anticipated that even someone as mighty as a True God would choose to lower their head.

“Very well, aside from Yan Lin, everyone else may leave.” Chi Yan True God said softly.

“Understood!”

Soon, the entire Divine Hall was left with only Chi Yan True God and Yan Lin Pseudo-God.