Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension Chapter 1525 - 826: Subjugation

When twilight descended, Zhao Sheng noticed the hour drawing near, so he deactivated the Five Elements Mirage Cloud Formation, allowing Jun Tianxing to regain his breath.

The instant the formation halted, Jun Tianxing jolted awake, as though emerging from a profound dream.

With a gloomy look, he scanned his surroundings and, spotting the figure elevated above, instinctively revealed a spark of rebellion.

"Heh heh, either kill me or let me go. In any case, I will never surrender." Despite his desperate circumstances, Jun Tianxing clung to his unyielding stance, boldly yelling at Zhao Sheng.

"Very well, I like that defiance in you," Zhao Sheng responded with approval.

While uttering those words, he flicked his sleeve, summoning a burst of five-hued brilliance that wrapped around Jun Tianxing and rapidly flung him into the Central Earth Mirror.

After a disorienting spin, Jun Tianxing abruptly realized he was in a desolate, lifeless realm.

The heavens loomed dark like eternal night, the barren earth devoid of vegetation and scattered with rough, irregular boulders.

Heh heh!

Suddenly, Jun Tianxing staggered, almost dropping to his knees, feeling as if an enormous peak had crushed down on his shoulders from nowhere.

Having endured a comparable burden recently, he possessed prior knowledge. He clenched his teeth at once, veins protruding as he summoned every bit of power to brace himself and scarcely remained on his feet.

Yet, as moments elapsed, the world's gravitational pull intensified relentlessly, soon rendering it almost asphyxiating for Jun Tianxing.

By then, the Transformed Demon abandoned all pretense of dignity, collapsing to roll across the dirt while his physique swelled exponentially in size.

Within mere breaths, a titanic beast surpassing six hundred yards, boasting a heavenly azure form, emerged upon the landscape.

Upon assuming his genuine shape, Jun Tianxing hoisted his palace-like head, scarlet eyes aflame, and released a supremely haughty bellow toward the firmament.

His roar resonated with sorrow and torment, quaking the skies and earth.

In that instant, a luminous streak plummeted from above, striking the massive roc's crown immediately and unveiling Zhao Sheng's presence.

Gazing below, Zhao Sheng appraised the majestic heir of the Ancient True Spirit, offering a faint nod of approval.

"You wretch," Jun Tianxing ground his teeth, straining to hold his position as he sent an enraged, menacing transmission to the individual overhead, "let me go at once!"

Deaf to the plea, Zhao Sheng examined intently before swiftly executing a barrage of hand signs and reciting an archaic, expansive incantation.

In a flash, numerous talismans erupted from his fingers, shifting into glowing threads that encircled his figure.

With time advancing, the vivid light filaments proliferated, entwining and blending autonomously, ultimately forming radiant multicolored flows.

Next, the luminous flows trailed downward, gradually fusing with the Sky Blue Roc's frame and fading entirely.

An uncertain duration later, as the final flow merged into the roc's skull, the immense creature's profound eyes ignited with prismatic glow.

Zhao Sheng drifted upward, then settled onto the terrain.

Right before him, the colossal entity steadily contracted, reverting to human scale in short order.

An azure feather robe descended, shrouding Jun Tianxing's nude form.

Blank-faced, Jun Tianxing donned the feather robe, rose, and fixed his gaze on the nearby man, eyes harboring both resentment and dread.

"Heh, are you not convinced?" Zhao Sheng laughed lightly, then sharply expelled a lone command: "Kneel!"

The moment the order sounded, Jun Tianxing unleashed a shrill wail, his frame spasming fiercely before he tumbled down, thrashing in anguish.

Intricate, eerie markings swiftly crawled across his arms, legs, and features, while soul-piercing torment hurled him into frenzy, craving only oblivion.

The Five Passes Heavenly Demon Curse, fusing over a dozen arcane methods including the Heart Demon Curse, Demon Refining Heart Fire Technique, and Vengeful Spirit Skill, overwhelms even a Nascent Soul Demon Bird.

For Jun Tianxing, even his father ensnared by the curse would submit without resistance.

Following about an hour's wait, Zhao Sheng observed the demon on the verge of total ruin from suffering and finally stopped the incantation.

Now, Jun Tianxing's body spasmed briefly before falling utterly still and mute.

Zhao Sheng arched a brow, unleashed a spark of lightning that struck the other's forehead.

Sizzle!

The jolt roused Jun Tianxing, though he lay sprawled feebly, as if devoid of energy to stand.

Noting this, Zhao Sheng's lips quirked faintly, and he issued the word icily: "Kneel!"

At the utterance, Jun Tianxing responded as if shocked, rolling over and leaping erect, pleading frantically: "Stop, stop! I yield, I yield!"

Zhao Sheng merely performed an act, having not invoked the true curse. Seeing the foe now "voluntarily yielding," he stated coolly, "Get up! From now on, I am your master. Do you understand?"

Jun Tianxing shuddered, head bowed low, answering in a hushed, yielding tone, "Yes, my lord, I understand."

"My lord?"

Zhao Sheng's eyes gleamed subtly, finding the appellation "my lord" quite fitting.

...

Over a dozen days afterward.

As the Great Sun sank, crimson clouds blazed across the sky, bathing the Heavenly Rift Valley in a blood-red, subdued yellow light.

Presently, a vast silver-white vessel lurked within the valley's fissure, its onboard surveillance and detection arrays engaged fully, perpetually monitoring motions across hundreds of miles.

Lord Zhao meditated cross-legged atop the immense boat, a crystalline, fluid-like longsword positioned across his lap, the blade vibrating ceaselessly and emitting occasional resonant hums, exuding vitality akin to a sentient being.

Abruptly, twin shafts of sacred radiance pierced from Lord Zhao's eyes, and he snapped his head up to peer at the western horizon.