Chapter 1211: Chapter 457: Her Majesty the Consort Logs In from Afar! How Dare You Touch My Man? (Part 2)

The two skeletons moved like puppets on strings, flying toward Chu Yanli.

Sensing that overwhelming aura, Chu Yanli’s delicate brows knit tightly as she slashed down with the longsword in her hand.

The one-armed corpse neither dodged nor evaded, meeting it head-on; the sharp blade hacked into its chest, ringing with the sound of metal striking metal, yet it couldn’t pierce an inch, and instead the impact numbed her own wrist.

"That’s the ancestor’s remains from Martial Saint Mountain!"

"His Root Bone has been tempered to the extreme, normal attacks are useless against him!"

Chen Mo shouted a reminder.

Chu Yanli also realized something was wrong at this moment, but before she could react, the figure in the Daoist robe had already appeared in front of her; that jade-white skeletal palm slowly pressed forward, while the one-armed corpse reversed its grip to seize the sword’s edge, leaving her no way to break free for the moment.

Even though their Divine Souls had long since perished, as Ancient Emperors they still retained an extremely strong battle instinct.

Seeing that skeletal palm about to land on her, Chu Yanli still refused to abandon her sword; against this kind of opponent, once she chose to retreat, she would be suppressed the whole way through and completely fall into the disadvantage.

She simply stopped caring altogether, relying on the armor protecting her body to take a direct palm strike from the Daoist Ancestor.

At the same time she fully activated her Dragon Qi, golden light blazing like a raging inferno, directly engulfing the two of them!

On the other side, Chen Mo continuously urged the Ancient Spirit Constitution, the dragon blood in his body boiling as he resisted No Desire Buddha’s Buddhist Law, finally managing to barely recover a sliver of mobility.

With a flicker of intent, a Jade Talisman fell into his palm.

This was given to him back then by Ji Hongxiu; inside it was hidden a wisp of Divine Sense. As long as he crushed it, she would immediately sense it.

But just as Chen Mo clenched the Jade Talisman, preparing to send a message out, No Desire Buddha suddenly flashed to his front and firmly seized his wrist, instantly leaving him unable to muster any strength.

"Trying to call for help?"

No Desire Buddha leisurely pried open Chen Mo’s fingers, took out that Jade Pendant, weighed it a bit, and said blandly, "This poor monk knows your backing is rather hard; how could I possibly come without any preparation? This poor monk has long sealed off a hundred miles around—no message can be sent out."

"You have both Dragon Blood and Dragon Qi, and you’ve even mastered the Thunder Technique of the Dragon Clan, yet you’re偏偏 a genuine member of the Human Race; that’s truly strange..."

"Since those two法尸 are there, she won’t be able to get away for a while. Just right, let this poor monk see what exactly your background is."

Chen Mo’s throat tightened, chills creeping up his back.

The gap between them was simply too great; even with his mindset, he couldn’t help but feel a trace of despair.

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"Mr. Chen!"

In the distance, everyone watched this scene with extremely anxious expressions.

Especially Ling Ningzhi and Yu Hongyin; all color had drained from their cheeks, yet no matter how they urged their Primordial Qi, their bodies couldn’t move an inch.

When that phrase "Lay Down the Butcher’s Blade" entered their ears, they completely lost all ability to act, forced to watch with eyes wide open as Chen Mo fell into that monk’s hands.

"My lord, should we make a move?" Zhu Shuang transmitted.

They had thought that with several Grandmasters escorting him this time, nothing would go wrong, yet they never imagined it would drag out existences from a thousand years ago.

The development of the situation had now gone far beyond expectations. If they delayed any longer, Chen Mo really might meet with an accident, but if they made a move in front of all these people, their identities as members of the Demon Clan would inevitably be exposed.

"Chen Mo is of paramount importance to me; I absolutely cannot let a single drop of his sweat be shed."

"But..." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

An Mengni lifted her head to look toward the sky; the sun and bright moon had, without anyone noticing, drawn closer and closer together. "My Intuition tells me the real trouble is still ahead."

From the moment she entered the Secret Realm, she had been constantly observing this heaven and earth.

She seemed to have faintly discovered something, and an audacious guess surfaced in her heart...

"That monk doesn’t seem to have developed a killing intent yet. For now, don’t act rashly—watch a bit longer."

"Yes."

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Outside the Secret Realm.

Yu Youhan, who had been sitting in meditation, suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at that deep, mysterious World Gate.

Beside her, Ji Hongxiu noticed something and asked, "What is it?"

"Strange, the Dao Power this palace left on Chen Mo suddenly can’t be sensed." Yu Youhan frowned.

"Could it be because you’re too far apart? After all, this spans two worlds..." Ji Hongxiu said.

"No." Yu Youhan shook her head. "No matter where Chen Mo is, our connection can’t be cut off. Eight or nine times out of ten, some kind of power is blocking this palace’s Dao Power."

Ji Hongxiu thought of that red silk ribbon, knowing there was a special bond between the two of them; her expression immediately grew serious.

"What should we do now?"

"Do you want to go in and look for him while I stand guard outside?"

Yu Youhan’s gaze flickered. She understood very clearly that the people Wu Lie had sent here were not meant to block them, but to intimidate.

Getting in is easy; getting out will be the hard part.

Once the World Gate is destroyed, both she and Chen Mo might end up trapped in that Secret Realm forever.

But if they didn’t go in, they’d have no way of knowing what was happening inside, and even less what Wu Lie was up to; this could be considered an aboveboard open conspiracy.

"Heh, you think you can control This Palace with this kind of trick?"

A cold gleam flashed in Yu Youhan’s eyes. She turned her head and said to Ji Hongxiu and Huo Wuya, "Help This Palace stand guard. Don’t let anyone disturb me."

"Alright."

Huo Wuya nodded.

Ji Hongxiu asked, "What are you planning to do?"

Yu Youhan said in a deep voice, "This Palace is going to enter the Chaos Dao Domain."

Back when she fought Zhu Wujiang, she had been trapped within the chaos, and it was only because Chen Mo, guided by Red Silk, found her and woke her up.

Since that was the case, she naturally could also find Chen Mo.

During the time away from Martial Saint Mountain, Yu Youhan had been constantly attempting it and had already grasped the knack of it.

She closed her eyes slightly, and very quickly entered a meditative state.

Meanwhile, Ji Hongxiu and Huo Wuya stood by on full alert, both staring at the World Gate to prevent any accidents.

From the soft palanquin parked under the distant shade of a tree came a faint sigh: "The timing is almost right; they should be about to start... Cough, cough, guess whether your elder sister can make it out alive?"

The black‑clothed girl lowered her eyelids in silence, saying nothing, but the hands hidden in her sleeves clenched tightly.

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Boom—

Golden flames exploded, sweeping across the entire firmament.

From overusing Dragon Qi, Chu Yanli’s left arm had completely mutated, turning into a razor‑sharp claw that clamped down hard on the Dao Lord’s skull, while her other hand gripped her longsword tight, hacking again and again at the Martial Saint’s spine.

The two of them didn’t defend at all, only throwing punch after punch.

In terms of sheer combat power, these two law corpses were far inferior to her.

After all, they had no Divine Sense and couldn’t use any Divine Skills, fighting purely on instinct.

But that was also their advantage. It meant they had no vital points or weaknesses, their bones were unbelievably tough, and they were imbued with Origin power—extremely troublesome opponents.

Under the blessing of the Cause and Effect Laws, every one of the Daoist Ancestor’s attacks was guaranteed to land and couldn’t be dodged, while also impacting her Divine Soul.

The Martial Saint, on the other hand, fought purely with brute force. Even with armor protecting her, she was still battered until her Qi-Blood roiled.

Still, a corpse is a corpse; like a rootless tree, once its power was consumed, it couldn’t be replenished, and it quickly fell into decline. After a brief stalemate, under the corrosion of Dragon Qi, their bones began to show signs of melting away.

Before Chu Yanli could even feel pleased, a scene flashed at the edge of her vision—

She saw No Desire Buddha standing before Chen Mo, a finger about to press to the spot between his brows.

"Not good!"

Seeing Chen Mo in danger, her heart clenched with anxiety, but she couldn’t break free, being held up by the two law corpses.

Noticing the few people frozen stiff to one side, Chu Yanli raised her hand and sent out a streak of golden light into that mass of black mist, blasting Sikong Zuiyue directly away and freeing her from her restraints.

"Go save him, don’t forget, you signed a contract!" Chu Yanli shouted.

"I know!"

Sikong Zuiyue didn’t hesitate. The black mist surged, howling toward No Desire Buddha.

Yet just as she drew near, No Desire Buddha didn’t even look back. He simply flicked his sleeve; Buddhist radiance shot out, and Sikong Zuiyue’s body instantly turned stiff and sluggish, her movements slowing as if by countless times.

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, an ant shaking a tree—why are you all so stubbornly deluded?"

"Don’t worry, once this poor monk finishes searching this boy’s soul, I’ll send you all on your way one by one."

No Desire Buddha’s finger touched Chen Mo’s brow. Chen Mo’s eyes rolled back white, and his body began to tremble violently.

After about three breaths, he went completely still.

"Let this poor monk see just what secrets you’re hiding."

Just as No Desire Buddha poured his Soul Power into Chen Mo’s Spirit Platform, his Divine Sense was suddenly severed, losing contact with his main body.

"Hm?"

"What’s going on?"

No Desire Buddha’s expression grew puzzled.

The Chen Mo who should have lost consciousness suddenly opened his eyes. His pupils were tinged with a layer of Qing Bi green, and he stared at him indifferently, as if he were a completely different person.

"So it’s you..."

"Who dares lay a hand on This Palace’s man?"