Let you simulate life, but you change fate every time?! Chapter 1036 - 545: Eighth Life: The Divine Son Emerges, a Great Enemy Attacks!

Above the skyline of Xuandan City.

Chains of divine order streaked across the firmament, weaving through the air with the grace of dancing dragons.

As Yang Yuan and his four companions synchronized their efforts to trigger the city’s defensive formation, those manifestations of order twisted into agile, serpentine shapes. They undulated through the atmosphere, radiating a stifling, oppressive weight.

"Could this really be... the Thousand Chains Dragon Confinement Array belonging to the Medicine God Sect?"

The surrounding cultivators gazed upward at the shifting divine chains, their faces pale as they realized the magnitude of the looming disaster.

Once the formation reached its zenith, everyone trapped within the city walls—regardless of their level of Cultivation—found their inner Qi completely locked away. They were rendered utterly incapable of sensing their own mana.

Even their divine souls were suppressed by the sheer force of the array, flickering like candles in a gale, dangerously diminished.

To put it plainly: having been stripped of their mana, they had reached an unprecedented state of vulnerability where even the weakest mortal could have claimed their lives.

If such masters found themselves in this predicament, one can only imagine the suffocating pressure placed upon Lu Yuan, who stood at the absolute heart of the grand formation.

"Is this Thousand Chains Dragon Confinement Array truly the source of your confidence?" Lu Yuan asked, standing unmoved at the center of the trap, his tone remarkably composed.

It had to be admitted that this formation was indeed extraordinary, possessing the power to seal the heavens and imprison the void.

Controlled by six Void Dao Saint Masters acting in unison, its potency reached levels of pure terror.

Even a figure like Wei Hu would have been instantly subdued and left defenseless against such might.

However, Yang Yuan had overlooked a singular, critical truth.

While this array could indeed shackle the laws of the local heaven and earth, it lacked the authority to seal the supreme law that Lu Yuan wielded.

The supreme law stands unmatched as it represents the fundamental origin power that preserves the balance of all heavens and myriad realms.

When confronted by the essence of the true supreme law, the so-called supreme talismans were rendered laughably insignificant.

"Swoosh!"

With a mere flicker of his intent, the Blood Extinction Celestial Saber materialized in Lu Yuan’s grip.

"This is impossible! How can he still wield a sacred artifact?"

As they beheld the crimson blade, the expressions of Yang Yuan and his allies twisted into masks of pure alarm.

Under ordinary circumstances, the Thousand Chains Dragon Confinement Array sealed all heaven and earth laws for anyone but its masters, leaving any cultivator caught within it as helpless prey waiting for the butcher’s knife.

Yet, observe as one might, Lu Yuan appeared completely unaffected, radiating the full battle prowess of a Saint Master.

This unexpected variable shattered their composure, leaving Yang Yuan and his group in a state of sudden, flustered confusion.

Just as doubts began to claw at their confidence, Lu Yuan initiated a devastating strike.

"Swoosh!"

Deep, obsidian light coiled around the surface of the Blood Extinction Celestial Saber.

This dark aura pulses with a morbid, destructive potency, as if it contained the very embodiment of finality and slaughter, capable of erasing existence itself.

With a firm grip on the hilt, Lu Yuan unleashed a simple, controlled swing.

In the blink of an eye, a sharp blade aura surged forth, arching like a comet against the pale moon, driving directly toward Fu Ming.

The strike was incredibly precise, carving through the very fabric of yin and yang; its edge threatened to rend heaven and earth asunder.

Even the void in its path shattered into dust long before the blade’s physical arrival.

"What is this technique?"

Well before the impact, the sheer, razor-sharp force caused Fu Ming’s hair to stand on end, drenching him in a sudden, icy sweat.

With no time for contemplation, he desperately diverted the array’s energy, forcing thousands of divine chains to weave a shield in hopes of intercepting the blow.

"Crash!"

Thousands of, order-forged chains lunged forward like moths to a flame, desperate to dampen the ferocity of the blade’s light.

Alas, empowered the supreme law of destruction, the sharpness of Lu Yuan’s saber far surpassed their wildest expectations.

The saber aura cut through the expanse with ease; those chains, though purportedly indestructible, were sliced through like wet parchment, failing to provide even a moment’s delay.

The strike pressed onward with relentless momentum, tearing through the remaining barriers and hammering into Fu Ming with crushing finality.

"Sizzle!"

In the wake of absolute destruction, every protective vestment, warding charm, and defensive treasure on Fu Ming was vaporized in a heartbeat.

Before a cry could escape his lips, his physical form was bisected, erupting into a fine mist of blood mid-air.

Just as the killing aura threatened to excise his divine soul, a luminous talisman deep within his spirit ignited, conjuring a barrier that barely managed to halt the momentum!

Ancient and majestic, the talisman was etched with countless swirling runes, pulsing with the undeniable fluctuations of a supreme law.

Its power was immense, far eclipsing the supreme decree once held by Wei Hu.

However, after colliding with the Blood Extinction Celestial Saber, the talisman shuddered violently, its brilliant radiance dimmed to a whisper, clearly signaling that it had suffered profound, perhaps irreparable, damage.

"So, this is the life-saving divine talisman left by the Ming Dao Venerable," Lu Yuan muttered, his brow furrowing as he identified the relic.

For high-ranking assets like Fu Ming, who served as pillars of the Medicine God Sect, it was standard practice.

Whenever a cultivator reached the Void Realm, the Ming Dao Venerable would personally grant them a sacred protection to safeguard their existence during moments of mortal peril.

In contrast, the supreme decree in Wei Hu's possession had been a mere casual creation of his clan's lord, making it naturally inferior to the meticulously crafted life-talisman of the Medicine God Sect’s supreme expert.

"What is a mere talisman to me? I do not believe you can weather a second strike!"

Lu Yuan offered a cold, derisive snort as he prepared a follow-up assault.

"This is disaster!"

Yang Yuan and the others panicked, abandoning their positions to converge on Lu Yuan, desperate to shield the flickering soul of their comrade.