The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

The altar’s power far exceeded Qin Ya’s imagination. Even the Space-Breaking Spear had a negligible effect on it. For a moment, he was completely helpless.

Qin Ya took a deep breath. He unleashed his three True Intents—Four Symbols, Destruction, and Space—one after another, subjecting the altar to a relentless barrage, but it was still no use.

This scene made the faces of the many Human Race Kings turn pale.

They couldn’t destroy the altar. They couldn’t close the Demon Cave!

They couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair. ’Are we really going to die here?’

On the altar, Qin Ya’s brow was furrowed in thought as he tried to come up with a plan.

"It’s not entirely impossible to destroy this altar."

The Void Saint’s voice echoed faintly in Qin Ya’s mind.

"What’s the plan?"

"Draw upon the power of the Void Tower. The might of a Sacred Artifact will be more than enough to destroy it."

Qin Ya’s eyes lit up. His gaze hardened as he circulated his Divine Thought, attempting to activate the Void Sacred Seal within his Divine Acupoint and use its power to command the Sacred Artifact.

And the Void Saint, being the Artifact Spirit, also lent Qin Ya a hand.

With a great rumble, a Mysterious Realm began to emanate from Qin Ya’s body.

The space around Qin Ya seemed to become isolated, forming a separate world. Then, a massive, silver-white vortex suddenly appeared in the void.

From within the vortex, the white tip of a tower slowly emerged.

In that instant, it was as if the entire world had been replaced. Only the white spire remained, blooming with a dazzling radiance as a vast and majestic aura spread out.

Everyone who was fighting, including the Great Valley Master and Fang Mei, stopped and stared at the spire emerging from the white vortex, their expressions filled with utter shock.

"What is that thing? It’s terrifying."

"I’ve never heard of or seen anything like it. What on earth is it?"

"*Hiss*... I feel so insignificant in the presence of this thing."

The white spire continued to emerge, gradually revealing its full form.

Its body was like white jade, divided into nine stories and reaching a height of a thousand zhang!

It was none other than... the Sacred Artifact, the Void Tower!

Qin Ya’s face paled slightly. The True Essence in his body was draining at a terrifying rate; his True Essence Qi Sea had depleted by seventy percent in a single instant!

And this was despite him possessing a Leakless Body.

If any other Era-Defining King had tried this, they would have been drained dry in an instant.

He quickly took out and consumed a Holy Essence Undying Pill. A surge of medicinal power instantly swept through his body and poured into his True Essence Qi Sea, causing rich True Essence to be generated once more.

"Break!"

Qin Ya let out a cold shout and activated his True Essence!

The Void Tower began to spin rapidly in the void, then descended with a terrifyingly immense aura. Its target... was the altar!

WHOOSH, WHOOSH...

As the Void Tower descended, it stirred up a furious storm. The air pressure within a ten-thousand-zhang radius was completely nullified, and the ground around the altar instantly collapsed, sinking ten zhang.

RUMBLE, RUMBLE...

The altar, which had endured Qin Ya’s repeated attacks without a scratch, began to crack and crumble inch by inch!

And this... was merely from the aftershock of the power radiating from the Void Tower!!

"H-How is this possible!"

"The altar! The altar is actually collapsing!"

"Heavens, what in the world is that thing?"

The might displayed by the Holy Tower left everyone utterly stunned!

After all, the altar was a special medium that the Demon Race of Demon Heart Valley had expended countless efforts to find. To think it would be so fragile before this tall tower!

As everyone watched in horror, the Holy Tower plummeted down.

BOOM, BOOM, BOOM...

Dust billowed and wild winds swept through the area. The altar, like a structure built of sand, completely disintegrated the moment the Holy Tower landed, turning to dust and vanishing from the world.

With the altar’s destruction, the boiling Demonic Qi from the Demon Cave instantly receded.

The surrounding land, which had been stained pitch-black, along with its flowers and grass, gradually returned to its normal color. The black qi vortex in the sky also slowly faded away.

"The Demon Cave... it’s closed."

The expressions of the Great Valley Master and his followers changed abruptly, their faces turning deathly pale in an instant.

With the Demon Cave closed, they had lost their geographical advantage. How could they possibly fend off Qin Ya’s group and the unfathomable woman, Fang Mei? They were now in a hopeless situation.

"My, how capable you are."

The corners of Fang Mei’s lips curled up in a seductive smile.

She then gave a casual wave of her hand. Instantly, the pink Divine Light around her began to flow and radiate outward, eventually forming a massive dome of light that expanded rapidly.

The dome of light formed, directly enveloping a region ten thousand zhang in every direction.

An inexplicable aura spread out. The Great Valley Master and the others suddenly felt as if they were locked in place. They couldn’t mobilize their True Essence, Divine Thought, or even their Qi and Blood.

They couldn’t even sense the Mysterious truths they had comprehended.

"This is... a Domain!"

"This woman... she’s actually a Venerable!"

The Great Valley Master and the others were horrified beyond measure. Although they had their suspicions, they still found it hard to believe when they were actually facing such power!

In the distance, the extremely pale Qin Ya’s pupils shrank as a look of shock crossed his face. Sensing the change in the surrounding space, he couldn’t help but mutter to himself, ’A Domain... A power I can’t resist right now. Is this the might of a Venerable?’

He could feel that the moment Fang Mei’s Domain was deployed, his own comprehended Mysterious truths—Space, Four Symbols, and Destruction—were all suppressed to their absolute limit.

WHOOSH...

The Void Tower flashed, shrinking rapidly before transforming into a streak of Flowing Light that flew back into Qin Ya’s body. The figure of the Void Saint materialized and floated beside him, explaining calmly, "A Domain can only be used by those who have comprehended a Mysterious truth to the Fifth Heaven. Within a Domain, not only are all Mysterious truths below the Fifth Heaven suppressed, but a Martial Artist’s True Essence, Divine Thought, and other abilities are also subject to a certain degree of control."

A sharp glint flashed through Qin Ya’s eyes as he said grimly, "So you’re saying only a Venerable can fight a Venerable, and all other Martial Artists are completely powerless to resist."

The Void Saint nodded. "Theoretically, yes. But there are exceptions to every rule. A Venerable’s Domain is not invincible, and its suppressive power has a limit. Besides being countered by another Domain, it can also be broken if the power it’s trying to suppress exceeds its limit. However, mastering such power is nearly impossible for anyone below the level of a Venerable. That’s why the saying ’only a Venerable can fight a Venerable’ is so common."

Qin Ya finally understood.

Meanwhile, Fang Mei, having deployed her Domain, circulated her True Essence to condense a throne out of thin air. She sat upon it, looking just like a seductive queen.

This scene made Bai Wuyou and the others frown, finding it somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, they remembered—didn’t their own Venerable Lord also sit upon a throne every time she appeared? ’Does this woman share the same habit?’

If not for their vastly different temperaments, they would have suspected the two were the same person. After all, Venerables were pitifully rare in Meiying County, and as far as they knew, the only female Venerable was their own Venerable Lord.

Fang Mei sat on her throne and crossed her legs, the sight of her snow-white skin sparking the imagination. The corners of her lips curled up as she said nonchalantly, "Now then, let’s discuss what I should do with you lot from the Demon Race."

At these words, the knees of the Great Valley Master and the others went weak, and they immediately dropped to the ground.