Twilight Boundary-Chapter 616 - 607: The Character "Half Mark" Suppresses the Immortal

Now was the time when the mystical clouds appeared, and all was silent. Hu Ma shouted deeply, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.

They turned their heads, only to see, under the rolling clouds above the Yan Mansion, a figure in a black robe with a smiling face mask striding to the rooftop.

Inside his body, his soul light gathered, revealing a Dharma Form with a blue face and fangs, fierce and malevolent, with four arms, surrounded by rolling evil qi, looking anything but benevolent.

In one hand, he held a Punishment Officer's Great Saber, and in the other, a white big seal. He walked on air, rushing directly into the cluster of mystical clouds, reaching out towards Old Master Yan, who floated amidst immortal qi.

"Light of body and spirit, the posture of an Immortal..."

"I am an Immortal, transcending the three realms, beyond the Five Elements. You mortal vessels, why not bow and lower your heads to receive immortal fate?"

Similarly, when Hu Ma jumped into the mystical clouds, Old Master Yan seemed to finally realize his presence, looking down with a high and lofty gaze.

He did not speak, yet a voice sounded in Hu Ma's heart, striking directly at his Divine Soul. It carried an Immortal's superiority, a gaze that overlooked everything, viewing all creatures as mere tools, exuding from its very core a contempt, even pity, for mundane people.

In this bewilderment, Hu Ma felt as though he truly saw him extend a hand, pressing down on his head, seemingly about to bestow immortal fate upon him.

At this moment, his body and consciousness began to lighten. Rather than saying he was charging into the clouds, it felt like the clouds were pulling him in, as if they wanted to completely dissolve him. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The strength in his body, the evil aura on his blade, the cultivation within him, and his thoughts—all began to dissipate. Only a blank pleasure remained in his heart, willing to lay down beside the Immortals led by Old Master Yan, happily receiving the immortal fate bestowed upon him.

"Immortal, my ass..."

Just as he was rapidly sliding into this blank joy, his Lifebound Spirit Temple shook, barely protecting the Spiritual Sense at the core of his being. He then raised his left hand high, lifting the Heavenly Duke Wordless Seal.

In an instant, the endless chaotic noise receded. His Dharma Form, surging with power, solidified as if tangible, and the left arm among its four arms was also raised high, holding the Heavenly Duke Treasure Seal that grew heavier.

The surface of the seal, once blank, now began to shimmer with golden light. Stroke by stroke, weighty seal characters formed.

Majestic and glorious, outlined with golden threads, with strokes like silver hooks and iron—each stroke carried a profound, heavy meaning, causing the four corners of the world to shake:

Divine Mandate!

...

WHOOSH!

Seeing this seal, Old Master Yan, whose face had been aloof, transcendent, and untouched by the mortal world, showed a sudden change in his joyful, ethereal expression. Even the cloud of immortal qi seemed to lighten considerably.

With the appearance of the first character on the seal, the rolling clouds around Hu Ma, with their floating immortal qi, suddenly solidified. Their pull on Guazhou Prefecture, and even on Hu Ma, who was closest to the clouds, inexplicably vanished.

This cloud, initially becoming lighter and lighter, causing Guazhou to lighten too, now stopped changing. The floating immortal music in the air halted abruptly, leaving only the soft wind between heaven and earth.

Soon after, the second character, "Mandate," appeared on the seal.

As this character emerged, among the rolling clouds, those with subtly joyful expressions, full of immortal airs, suddenly awoke. Their immortal demeanor faded, replaced by a look of fearful and grudging resentment.

However, at this moment, Hu Ma raised the seal higher, and the third character, "from," appeared on it.

The cloud continued to change. Originally, ethereal immortal qi transformed the night into day, each wisp of cloud pure white and translucent.

But now, within the white clouds, rolling black qi emerged, cluster after cluster, sinister and evil. The Immortals among the clouds began to rot and stink, crying and wandering around like demons dancing wildly.

Then, the fourth large character, "Heaven," appeared on the seal.

These four characters only occupied half of the seal's surface, not filling it completely, yet their weight was indescribable.

This extremely light immortal qi required something of extreme weight to suppress it.

And this seemingly ordinary wordless seal, with the appearance of these four characters, suddenly seemed to possess endless weight, impacting everything around.

The so-called mystical clouds, the so-called ascending Immortals, all began to wail, shrinking continuously in the air. Even Hu Ma, holding the seal high, felt the immense weight, as if it were about to crush him.

Is this the true meaning of the Great Mighty Sky General Seal?

No wonder such a Shousui Entering the Mansion dharma method is named after a seal...

The ultimate purpose of cultivating this dharma method is to lift this type of Magic Seal...

Now, the seal only displayed four characters, but its weight was already indescribable. Hu Ma could feel the unprecedented solidity of his Dharma Form, achieving perfect culmination under this weight.

The third mansion gate thundered open.

The impact from pushing open this third mansion gate, at this moment, even seemed insignificant.

CRASH...

As this big seal was lifted, a dense, chilling aura permeated the surroundings, and the floating immortal qi vanished into thin air.

The yin souls and evil spirits drawn atop, along with house beasts and stone pillars, suddenly seemed to regain weight, falling piece by piece from the air. This caused the little walking ghost sword-catchers below to cover their heads and flee, uttering curses.

"Destroying my immortal path, you deserve a thousand deaths..."

In the air, Old Master Yan, leading the fetid, decaying yin souls and evil spirits, could no longer remain high in the clouds. Their faces, full of resentment and unwillingness, clawed towards the seal in Hu Ma's hand, as if they wouldn't rest until one of them perished.

"Hmph!"

But at this very moment, with the three mansion gates open, Hu Ma, supporting the Heavenly Duke Treasure Seal, clenched his teeth. His Dharma Form's four arms became clearly defined; one hand took the seal and pressed it downward with force.

The sound of crushing and breaking filled the air. The faces charging towards him, along with the seemingly living cloud qi, were crushed, subdued, and shattered in front of him.

Hu Ma, holding the Heavenly General Seal in one hand and wielding the Punishment Officer's Great Saber in the other, emanated a majestic, fierce power. The wailing vindictive souls scattered, daring not to approach, and even the rolling black clouds swiftly dispersed.

The next moment, his other two hands—one originally holding the General Order, which was now unnecessary as the Yin General wasn't present—were freed. He reached out and grabbed the anguished, crying Old Master Yan.

Pinning him with two hands, he stepped down with one foot.

"Grandfather, spare me..."

Old Master Yan wailed for mercy. However, the blue-faced, fanged Dharma Form only grinned fiercely, showing no leniency. It mocked him with a dark laugh, raised the Punishment Officer's Great Saber high, its eyes fierce, and slashed down heavily.

"Old Master Yan, it's time for your journey!"

...

SCHLICK!

Whether it was the Reincarnators below, the people of Guazhou trapped in the Yan Mansion, the jianghu heroes, Miss White Wine in the alley, Monkey Wine (who was already at the mansion gate), or those further away—Divine Hand Zhao and Black Magic Chen at the Guazhou Lord Temple—all were too far away. The enchanting immortal qi blurred their vision, making it impossible to clearly see what Hu Ma did, much less the Heavenly Duke Big Seal he held while condensing his Dharma Form.

They only saw Old Master Yan, already ascending in broad daylight, his aura covering the vast Prefecture, and felt the so-called seductive immortal qi seize their souls, making them bewildered despite all their skills, unable to control their minds.

Yet, amidst the floating immortal qi and misty clouds, the seemingly unremarkable Great walking ghost sword-catcher suddenly charged into the clouds. Without a word, he dragged down the high-positioned Old Master Yan, shouted sternly, and raised his blade high.

The next moment, Old Master Yan's head rolled down.

Following this, the vast expanse of mystical clouds scattered, and the sky returned to its previous pitch-blackness.

Amidst a deafening roar that shook heaven and earth, weight returned to its rightful place. The entire Guazhou Prefecture shuddered; houses collapsed, pillars overturned, and ponds surged. The whole Prefecture seemed startled by this sound, jolting as one, which in turn awakened countless dazed people.

"AIYA..."

In front of the Yan Mansion, Master Yan, who had just been appointing numerous Grand Marshals and was in the middle of appointing the twenty-eighth, woke abruptly. "My throne..."

Staring blankly at the chaos before him, he cried out, tears of blood streaming down his face.

The commoners, who had been kneeling to him and proclaiming "Long live your Majesty," also awoke. They exchanged awkward glances, utterly lost.

And with the Yan Mansion as the epicenter, throughout Guazhou Prefecture, those ghostly gods, evil spirits, humans, and monsters all opened their eyes awkwardly following the loud noise, surrounded by the wreckage that had fallen to the ground.

"What the hell..."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"Damn..."

...

Similarly, as the weight returned to Guazhou and the entire Prefecture experienced something like an earthquake, the shockwaves felt by the various experts scattered around seemed even more profound than the mere return of physical weight.

"Damn it, what the hell was that?"

"The celestial order is reversed! This is a complete reversal of the celestial order..."

Calculation in the front yard of the old residence, Miss White Wine in the alley outside, Miss Red Wine by the door orchestrating matters, and even the scattered little walking ghost sword-catchers throughout the Yan Mansion—all were wide-eyed, almost speechless.

Monkey Wine, in front of the Yan Mansion, furrowed his brow slightly, retracted the step he had taken, and sighed softly, "Wasteful."

Meanwhile, in front of the Guazhou Lord Temple, Divine Hand Zhao and Black Magic Chen, their eyes wide, kicked over Lord Guazhou's sedan chair, their voices distorted, "Is this a joke?"

"That was something that had already ascended..."

"And you, a sword-catcher from the Zhensui Mansion, actually managed to drag him down and cut him down with a single slash?"