Chapter 453: Miscalculation
Watching the two streaks of fleeing light, the Heavenly Punishment Martial Ancestor slowly retracted his gaze and turned his sight back to Chu Zheng below.
He said not a word, nor did he show the slightest emotional fluctuation, as he slowly raised his hand, five fingers slightly spread, lightly grasping towards Chu Zheng's location below.
Buzz—
The purest Space-time Law was forcibly gathered by the Heavenly Punishment Martial Ancestor.
The space around Chu Zheng instantly twisted visibly, countless silver-gray chains exuding a cold aura appeared out of thin air.
These chains were not physical but condensed of the purest Space-time Law. The moment they appeared, they began to interlace, weave, and gather. In the blink of an eye, they formed a crystal-clear imprisoning cage, completely sealing Chu Zheng within.
In that instant, Chu Zheng felt the Yuan Qi Magical Power surging in his body suddenly solidify, the power sufficient to pierce the Star River and cosmos unable to move an inch.
In the understanding of the Space-time Law, he was far inferior to Heavenly Punishment, with no ability to resist.
The Mountain and River Sword, which wanted to protect its master, was suddenly silenced, its blade's glow instantly dimmed, as if held down by an invisible gigantic hand.
The illusory shadow of the Dao Seal flickered madly in the Sea of Consciousness, attempting to communicate with the Space-time Law, but was forcibly isolated by the crystal cage, completely suppressed.
In the face of the Ancestral Realm, Chu Zheng's current combat strength and trump cards appeared powerless.
The Heavenly Punishment Martial Ancestor looked at the immobilized Chu Zheng within the prison, his indifferent face showing no expression, and slowly raised his hand.
The Space-time cage along with the thoroughly suppressed Chu Zheng inside instantly transformed into a streak of light, crossing the vast Star Domain, falling into the open palm of the Heavenly Punishment Martial Ancestor.
The enormous cage capable of holding Stars now suspended quietly in his palm like a toy, with Chu Zheng's figure clearly visible inside, like an ant.
The Heavenly Punishment Martial Ancestor lowered his eyes, looking at the small yet significantly variable figure in the palm prison, and slowly spoke:
"You will not be the first living creature to die in this Dao War. How long you live depends on your fortune."
After he spoke, he slowly closed his fingers, absorbing the cage into his palm, then his gaze pierced through the endless starry sky, looking towards the deepest part of the Immortal Alliance, and a slight smile curved at the corner of his mouth:
"Moonlight, it's your move now."
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The forefront of the battlefield already lay on the territories of the Immortal Domain, a place shrouded by Heavenly Fate, where the Laws intertwined.
The moment the Heavenly Punishment Martial Ancestor made his move, the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit of the Immortal Dao immediately reacted.
The omnipresent Immortal Dao's Heavenly Destiny suddenly surged with unprecedented intense waves, like a deep pond where a giant stone was thrown, invisible ripples pierced through layers of spatial barriers, ignoring the obstruction of space-time, and instantly swept through the entire Immortal Domain.
The Five Ancestors of the Immortal Dao, at the same moment, all felt it in their hearts.
They had long been closely linked with the Immortal Dao's Heavenly Destiny, like watchers resting atop the riverbank, now witnessing the river surface erupt in turbulent waves, an omen born from Heavenly Destiny.
Great Immortal Realm.
Moonlight Immortal Palace.
Five figures stood like five Divine Mountains suppressing eternity under the dome where the Star River flowed.
A woman clad in a moon-white Immortal Skirt sat quietly behind a desk, her eyes clear as icy pools in the heavens, reflecting the rise and fall of All Heavens.
The Moonlight Immortal Ancestor's gaze penetrated the starry sky and saw Chu Zheng being suppressed, her brow slightly furrowed.
A middle-aged man stood beside her, appearing around forty, wearing a dark Emperor's Robe and a Purple Gold Crown, his visage dignified like a Deity, enveloped in a heavy aura that suppressed All Heavens, now his brow was slightly furrowed, seeming hesitant.
Feng Ting stood before the palace gate, with two Immortal Ancestors following behind him, blocking Moonlight's path.
On his left was a young man with a thin face wearing a black Immortal Robe, looking to be not more than thirty, albeit with white hair and beard.
On the right was a young woman clad in a seven-colored rosy clouds robe, with exceptionally beautiful features yet exuding a sharp murderous aura.
All Five Ancestors of the Immortal Dao were present.
"Heavenly Punishment actually acted first?!"
The middle-aged man standing next to Moonlight spoke in a low voice, his tone like muffled thunder rolling clouds, carrying a hint of surprise and doubt.
"But he did not kill." Feng Ting looked intensely at Moonlight and said gravely, "He only captured Chu Zheng and let Xi Youyue and Lei Chen go back, clearly holding back. His intention is no more than forcing you to fight at the Martial Hall."
A rare coldness appeared in his usually peaceful gaze, and his voice grew deeper:
"There is no room for negotiation on this matter, with the Chaos of Heavenly Fate unopened, you absolutely must not touch Martial blood first, or my Immortal Dao will become the target of the Myriad Realms' backlash!"
"Capturing but not killing, deliberately releasing two Great Immortal Emperors, it's clear Heavenly Punishment does not wish to taint Immortal Blood nor be the one to start this battle."
The old man behind Feng Ting took up the words, looking at Moonlight and nodding slightly: "This is an open strategy, forcing you to awaken the Martial Arts Heavenly Fortune."
The Moonlight Immortal Ancestor remained silent, her eyes as clear as icy pools but faintly flickered with a barely noticeable ripple, as if thousands of stars flickered in them.
She did not speak immediately, but the cold Moonlight flowing around her stuck imperceptibly for a moment.
The Fairy Palace sank into a brief dead silence.
Only the Star River on the dome continued to flow, reflecting the silent figures of the Five Ancestors.
The gazes of the Four Ancestors all turned towards the Moonlight Immortal Ancestor.
Chu Zheng is the seed she would protect at all costs, but at this moment, to save Chu Zheng at the Martial Hall, her hands would inevitably be stained with Martial living creatures' blood.
The Ancestral Realm differs from other living creatures, being incarnations of Heavenly Fate. Once Moonlight, as an Immortal Ancestor, starts a slaughter at the Martial Hall, the Heavenly Destiny True Spirit of the Martial Path would awaken, which means the Dao War would be fully initiated.