Chapter 46 The Celestial Court Ancestor Emerges from Seclusion? Perfectly Needs a Transporter!

Above the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, the firmament had completely shattered.

That giant corpse hand reaching out from the depths of the Void Realm was covered in creepy, pale green long hair. It not only tore off the dome that symbolized the supreme majesty of the Treasure Hall, but also brought with it the extreme Death Qi and decay that had accumulated for a million years. The temperature of the entire Immortal Realm plummeted at this moment, as if it had instantly entered a harsh winter where all things withered.

Inside the hall, the once aloof Heavenly Monarchs and Star Lords were now like Mortals drained of strength, shivering on the uneven jade floor. The aura emitted by the corpse hand, even just the aftermath, caused the bodies of several nearby True Immortals to shrivel up at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a puddle of foul-smelling black water.

The Supreme Immortal Emperor stood on the jade steps, hair disheveled, his once majestic double-pupils now filled with crazed bloodshot veins. He stared fixedly at Lin Yuan, who had stepped into the high sky, as if looking at an ant about to be crushed.

"Kill him! Old Ancestor! Tear this madman from the Lower Realm into pieces! Let him know that the foundation of the Immortal Court is not something someone like him can provoke!" the Immortal Emperor roared hysterically.

The giant corpse hand seemed to understand the summons; its five fingers, like withered wood, suddenly clenched, bringing with them the terrifying might to tear through the space of the Major Thousand Worlds as it lunged straight for the top of Lin Yuan's head!

This grab sealed off all paths of retreat, and the surrounding space solidified like an iron barrel.

However, standing directly beneath this world-destroying strike, there was not a trace of fear on Lin Yuan's face.

He tilted his head slightly, his dark, profound eyes quietly watching the corpse hand suppressing down.

In Lin Yuan's vision, this ancient remains that made the entire Immortal Realm tremble instantly shed all its terrifying facade.

Gone was the monstrous Death Qi, and gone was the soul-shaking pressure. What Lin Yuan saw was merely a massive and precise energy circuit. He clearly captured the control array patterns inside this corpse, forcibly pieced together by the secret arts of the Immortal Court, as well as a piece of top-grade Immortal Source hidden deep in the center of the brow acting as the drive core, and the manipulation mark formed by the obsession of the Supreme Immortal Emperor.

"So that's how it is."

A faint arc curled at the corner of Lin Yuan's mouth, "Using top-grade Immortal Source to hold onto the last breath, and then supplementing it with crude corpse-control secret arts to forcibly drive it. This so-called foundation of the Immortal Court has a technique that is simply too rough. It is truly a waste of heaven's gifts."

Having seen through the essence, breaking it was naturally effortless. Moreover, he still needed to keep this "big guy" to move furniture for him, so he naturally couldn't completely smash it.

Watching the green-furred corpse hand less than three feet from his head, the violent wind even caused Lin Yuan's purple-gold windbreaker to flap loudly.

Lin Yuan finally moved.

He did not retreat, nor did he swing any earth-shattering destructive Sword Qi. He just extremely calmly raised his right hand, gripped the seemingly ordinary zhutian sword, and without even using the blade, used the side of the sword spine to meet the palm of the giant corpse hand, slapping it up seemingly casually.

"Slap!"

A sound, crisp to the extreme, as if a naughty child were whipping the water surface with a bamboo strip, rang out abruptly in the dead-silent Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

The next second, a scene that caused everyone's Dao Heart to completely collapse appeared.

The ancient corpse hand, which claimed to be able to obliterate Immortal Emperors and tear the firmament, the moment it touched the spine of the zhutian sword, was as if all its tendons and bones had been extracted, and it stopped abruptly in mid-air!

Not only that, following this seemingly casual slap from Lin Yuan, the pure Qi and blood of the one hundred thousand Ancient Divine Elephants within his body surged along the sword body, and with an extremely precise frequency, forcefully rushed into the interior of the corpse hand!

"Crack!"

That was the sound of some invisible mark being shattered instantly.

On the jade steps, the Supreme Immortal Emperor, who had been laughing wildly, stopped abruptly. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, and he violently spat out a large mouthful of purple-black blood, staggering back several steps before falling onto the jade steps.

"No... this is impossible! My Bloodline connection with the first Ancestral Master... broken?!"

The Supreme Immortal Emperor screamed in horror. He discovered that no matter how he pinched the incantations, he could no longer sense even the slightest aura of that ancient remains!

That youth from the Lower Realm, just by slapping it with the back of the sword, erased the Bloodline mark he had spent a thousand years of Lifespan to engrave, and directly seized control of the Immortal Court's strongest foundation?!

In mid-air.

Lin Yuan withdrew the zhutian sword, looking with satisfaction at the giant and obedient corpse hand before him.

Under the dual effect of his Max-Level Comprehension and the Qi and blood of the Ancient Divine Elephant, he not only cut off the Supreme Immortal Emperor's control, but also conveniently helped this ancient remains comb through the chaotic array patterns inside its body, re-branding it with his own will.

"Rumble..."

From the direction of the Immortal Burial Mound in the deepest part of the Immortal Court, a more violent tremor came.

In the dull gaze of all the Immortals present, a headless giant, ten thousand zhang tall and wrapped in Death Qi and ancient Immortal Law, slowly crawled out from the cracks in the earth. Every step taken by his massive, mountain-like body caused the entire Immortal Court to shake violently.

This was the complete remains of the first Ancestral Master of the Immortal Court!

But at this moment, this ancient god-demon, which even the Immortal Emperor revered, dragged its heavy footsteps to the ruins of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, and like the most loyal servant, knelt on one knee before Lin Yuan with a boom.

"Bang!"

This kneel not only smashed the jade square of the Immortal Court, but also completely smashed the pride and faith of all the high officials of the Immortal Court.

The Old Ancestor awakened by the Supreme Immortal Emperor had knelt to the enemy!

Lin Yuan turned around, hung the zhutian sword back on his waist, and extremely naturally pointed to the throne of ten thousand spirits gold essence made of a single piece.

"Big guy, go, carry that chair for me."

Lin Yuan said casually, as if he were ordering a servant in his own courtyard, "Be gentle, don't bump or scratch it. This is top-grade furniture; if you scratch even a bit of the paint, I will hold you accountable."

Although the ten-thousand-zhang-tall remains of the first Ancestral Master had no head, it extremely accurately understood Lin Yuan's intention.

It carefully extended those two giant palms capable of crushing stars, and like holding an extremely fragile piece of porcelain, gently grasped the edge of the throne of ten thousand spirits gold essence, then steadily carried it on its broad shoulders.

After finishing all this, the massive remains stood extremely obediently behind Lin Yuan, as quiet as a dutiful porter.

The entire Lingxiao Treasure Hall was silent.

Those Heavenly Monarchs and Star Lords kneeling on the ground had forgotten even how to breathe at this moment. The absurdity of the scene before them had far exceeded the limits of what they could understand in their million years of cultivating immortality.

Lin Yuan patted the dust off his hands with satisfaction.

He lowered his head and looked calmly at the Supreme Immortal Emperor, who was sitting on the jade steps, completely dejected.

"Thanks for the hospitality. I really like this chair, and the porter is also very competent."

Lin Yuan's voice echoed in the empty hall, without sarcasm, only the flatness of stating a fact.

"In the future, stop issuing those decrees that cut off people's Spiritual Qi. Everyone is getting by in the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, can't we just live in peace? You had to force me to come up here for a trip."

Lin Yuan shook his head and turned to walk out of the hall.

"Oh, right."

As if suddenly remembering something, he stopped and looked back at the Supreme Immortal Emperor.

"I scraped a layer off your Southern Heaven Gate archway, and the roof of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall was also torn off. I guess you won't be able to entertain guests for a short time. Take advantage of this time to repair it well; I won't disturb your construction."

Having said that, Lin Yuan, with the ten-thousand-zhang-tall remains carrying the Immortal Emperor's throne, walked swaggeringly towards the cross-boundary channel he came from.

Wherever he passed, tens of thousands of Immortal Court imperial guards receded like a tide to both sides, bowing their heads one after another, not daring to look directly at this youth who seemed to be able to manipulate even the Heavenly Dao at will.

The Supreme Immortal Emperor stared blankly at Lin Yuan's departing figure, watching his ancestor's remains carry his throne away gradually.

He opened his mouth, wanting to roar, wanting to fight for his life, but his throat could only emit a rattling, wheezing sound. He knew that from today on, this lofty Nine Heavens Immortal Court had been crushed of all its dignity and backbone by this youth from the Shenhuang Continent.

The hierarchy of Immortal and Mortal was completely overturned at this moment.

In front of the cross-boundary channel.

Lin Yuan stepped into the deep Void Realm crack. And behind him, the massive remains of the first Ancestral Master also carried the chair, extremely obediently squeezing into the space channel, returning towards the direction of the Taixuan Dao Sect in the Eastern Wasteland.

"Finally, I can go back and take a peaceful nap."

In the Void Realm, the youth's lazy murmur drifted away.