Nine Heavens Martial Emperor

The Nine Nether Array Map sealed the sky, creating an invisible barrier in the void.

Lin Hao’s fist smashed directly against this barrier.

Lin Hao’s cultivation was at the Eighth Layer of Spirit Transformation Realm, and he had even taken the most crucial step onto the Path of Enlightenment. The terror of his punch was simply beyond description.

When he threw the punch, not only did the space sealed by the Nine Nether Array Map shake violently, but the entire vast Nine Yang Void Realm trembled as if a massive earthquake had struck.

In the distance, mountains and rivers crumbled, and countless Devil Beasts were vaporized into a bloody mist.

Within this space, Si Haoming, who had just emerged from his cocoon, staggered and was nearly sent flying.

Wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with horror.

’If it weren’t for this Nine Nether Array Map, I’m afraid I would have perished already.’

The thought flashed through his mind. He glanced toward the Nine Yang Hall, a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and then shouted a single word, "Retract!"

The space sealed by the Nine Nether Array Map began to shrink rapidly in an attempt to seal Lin Hao inside.

Lin Hao roared and punched again, bombarding the sealed space.

𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

The great tremors returned. Countless mountains and rivers crumbled, and several more Devil Beasts that had already fled to the edge of the Nine Yang Void Realm exploded into pieces.

However, the Nine Nether Array Map was incredibly powerful. An attack like Lin Hao’s was still not enough to break it.

Seeing this, Si Haoming breathed a sigh of relief.

The tighter the Nine Nether Array Map’s seal became, the harder it was to break.

Lin Hao had no chance left.

"Don’t waste your energy. Once sealed by the Nine Nether Array Map, not even a peerless prodigy like Di Xieqing could break free at the Spirit Transformation Realm Peak. It’s useless even if you’re on his level. After all, you’re only at the Eighth Layer of Spirit Transformation Realm."

Si Haoming spoke, his voice reaching Lin Hao’s ears with perfect clarity.

Lin Hao froze for a moment, then stopped his assault and let out a sigh.

"I’ve underestimated the methods of the ancient clans. To think a mere replica of the Nine Nether Heaven-Sealing Array Map could possess such power."

Lin Hao spoke softly, but his words struck Si Haoming like a clap of thunder.

The full name of the Nine Nether Array Map was the Nine Nether Heaven-Sealing Array Map, a genuine ancient treasure of the highest order. The appearance of such a treasure, even in the Divine Demon Destruction Domain, would trigger a bloodbath. For this reason, replicas were created.

After the Si Clan obtained this replica, not even a Martial Artist at the Yin-Yang Realm could tell it wasn’t the real thing.

Yet now, Lin Hao had exposed it with a single sentence. Si Haoming couldn’t help but be shocked.

But he was an expert at concealing his emotions and recovered in an instant. "I’ve heard you practice Artifact Refining, and it seems to be true. Could it be, as the rumors say, that you are the disciple of the Carefree Divine Monarch?"

But Lin Hao didn’t answer. Instead, six small worlds suddenly burst forth from his body.

The space sealed by the Nine Nether Array Map had been shrinking continuously, but now, the Six Paths of Reincarnation moved, halting its compression.

Lin Hao had created an Absolute Domain, pitting it against the Nine Nether Array Map. The two forces were locked in a stalemate, neither able to overcome the other.

"You!"

Si Haoming finally understood why Lin Hao had said what he did.

His composure had wavered for a moment, and that was precisely when the Nine Nether Array Map was at its weakest. Lin Hao had exploited that fleeting opportunity to create the current stalemate.

This was definitely not a good thing for Si Haoming.

Originally, had the Nine Nether Array Map’s seal continued to tighten, it would have eventually bound Lin Hao completely. Then, he could have brought Lin Hao to the Upper Realm.

Now, not only had that become a pipe dream, but he also had to face the imminent arrivals from the Upper Realm.

"Lin Hao, do you have a death wish?! If you drag this out, you will surely die here when people from the Upper-Realm descend!"

There was a hint of anxiety in Si Haoming’s tone.

He could sense a disturbance at the Nine Yang Hall, meaning Martial Artists were about to descend.

"I’m perfectly safe in here. You, on the other hand, should worry about not getting killed. I’m about to be in high demand. You want to take me to the Upper Realm, but I wonder if *they* will agree to that."

Lin Hao sat down cross-legged, his expression surprisingly relaxed.

Si Haoming’s expression changed, and he sneered.

’Lin Hao wants me and the Martial Artists from the Upper Realm to kill each other. How laughably naive.’

But in the next moment, a look of horror appeared on his face.

"How is this possible?!"

He tried to retract the Nine Nether Array Map, but was horrified to discover it was no longer under his control.

He tried again, even using the power of his Lifebound True Blood, but it was still no use.

At that moment, the part of the Nine Yang Hall that pierced the clouds began to shake violently and rumble.

Martial Artists were descending—and more than one.

"Don’t waste your energy," Lin Hao said calmly. "I am anchoring the Six Dao with my own body. Until I achieve my goal, this sealed space will never open."

"What are you trying to do?!"

Si Haoming demanded.

But Lin Hao simply closed his eyes, ignoring him.

At the same time, Si Haoming discovered he could no longer send his voice into the space sealed by the Nine Nether Array Map.

Although he was the one controlling the Nine Nether Array Map, Lin Hao now possessed the ability to sever all connections from within the sealed space.

It went without saying that Lin Hao’s Six Paths of Reincarnation had now merged with the sealed space.

Si Haoming clenched his fists so tightly they cracked, his entire body trembling.

"Brother Haoming, you are fast indeed. To think you’ve already captured him."

Just then, Si Haoming heard a voice.

An Upper Realm Martial Artist had arrived.

’Anyone who can speak to me in that tone must have a high status—at least a disciple from an ancient clan.’

"His name contains the character ’Hao.’ He is fated to be with my Haotian Sect. I plan to take him. You have no objections, I presume?"

The man’s voice was calm, yet utterly domineering.

Si Haoming didn’t turn around. "The Haotian Sect, a supreme sect in the Divine Demon Destruction Domain. You look down on even many disciples of our ancient clans. Lin Hao is a mere Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator; surely he isn’t worthy of you, Hao Mo, personally descending for him. However, if you want him, I have no objection."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Haoming’s figure flickered and shot across the void, leaving without the slightest hesitation.

’Lin Hao wants the Upper Realm Martial Artists to kill each other. Fine by me. I can’t wait for someone else to take the lead.’

Hao Mo, from the Haotian Sect, was taken aback for a moment, but then prepared to act.

But he immediately dodged, shifting to the side.

A white light flashed through the space where he had just been standing, and the area below it immediately collapsed.

"The Celestial Flood Dragon Race! Jiao Yuanwu!"

Hao Mo’s eyes narrowed. In response to his gaze, the already collapsed area below crumbled even further.

The Celestial Flood Dragon Race was one of the Myriad Races, powerful enough to rival ancient clans and supreme sects. That was why Jiao Yuanwu dared to attack Hao Mo.

SWISH!

With a flick of his shoulder, Jiao Yuanwu sent an object tearing through the void, slashing toward Lin Hao.

It was a single scale, covered in flickering, ancient runes.

Legend said that the ancestors of the Celestial Flood Dragon Race were Divine Dragons. A single scale from their bodies was more precious than many Spiritual Artifacts.

As expected, the divine might of this scale was immeasurable; even most Spiritual Artifacts could not withstand a single strike from it.

Just then, an ear-splitting cry rang out, sharp enough to pierce metal and crack stone.

The scale slashing toward Lin Hao instantly shattered from the cry, turning to dust.

In the distance, Si Haoming’s eyes twitched. He saw a strange, one-horned bird.

"A Bifang! To think the Endless Forest couldn’t sit still either."

A shadow fell over Si Haoming’s heart.

The Haotian Sect, the Celestial Flood Dragon Race, and the Endless Forest—all were absolute superpowers within the Divine Demon Destruction Domain. Their appearance made the situation infinitely more complicated.