Chapter 137: The Gray Eyes In The Sky (1/2)

Crack!

A clap of seemingly thunder rumbled out from the middle-aged man’s figure, unleashing an aura exceeding that of peerless immortal. Power as weighty as a mountain and deeply vigorous as the sea surged from the immortal, dimming the sky and cowing all things while a golden halo flickered into being around him.

“Donglin Yuhuang! It’s Dongling Yuhuang, the head of House Donglin!!!” An ear-piercing shriek came from Dusk City when someone realized the man’s identity.

The house head’s cultivation might not have been as high as some of the old monsters out there, but in Aureate Major, his status and authority were second only to their celestial emperor. No one had imagined that he’d pay a personal visit to Dusk Province!

In fact, he likely wouldn’t have revealed himself if not for Qing Han releasing the black dragon that ate all eight hundred golden immortals in a single gulp. Though the immortals had sealed away their cultivation, the entire troop was still gone in a second.

“Daddy, help! Save me!” The head hanging above the city gates bawled as soon as it realized Donglin Yuhuang had come.

“Stop whining, you utter disgrace!” the latter roared back furiously. Having broken the seal on his cultivation, Donglin Yuhuang clasped his hands behind his back and ascended to a lofty vantage point in the air, surveying Dusk City with disdain.

A strange stillness descended over the city while the people stared at him dumbly, incredulity in their eyes.

“What restriction? Nephrite Major’s immortals are just playing with smoke and mirrors. This so-called restriction never existed to begin with.” Donglin Yuhuang looked down at the stupefied masses below, mockery quirking his lips.

“Daddy, help me…” Donglin Shaogong continued wailing, his imprisoned nascent spirit frantically bouncing inside his skull.

“Silence!” Oh, how the Donglin house head wished he could smash his son’s head in! This lowlife was nothing but a stain on House Donglin’s name.

“No, that’s not it!” Donglin Shaogong suddenly screamed in terror, “Daddy, behind you, behind you!”

“Hm?” Bemused, Donglin Yuhuang reflexively looked backward; what came into view made all the hairs on his body stand on end. An ice-cold chill coursed from the bottom of his feet all the way to the top of his head.

A pair of enormous, gray eyes had appeared in the sky above without warning. Each eye was thousands of kilometers wide, like a giant, invisible face had come into being in the sky. Cold and devoid of emotion, they looked down indifferently at the haughty head of House Donglin. They emitted no particular aura or presence, as though they were a mere painting drawn in the clouds. Perhaps no one would’ve noticed their existence, if not for the suddenness of their appearance.

“Are you that so-called restriction?” Donglin Yuhuang forced himself to calm down, a fiery fighting spirit burning in his eyes. “You are in the presence of the Eminent Aureate Major’s distinguished Hous—”

Roar!!

The snarl of a wild beast echoed through the land, interrupting the immortal and distorting the flow of energy in the surroundings.

Donglin Yuhuang opened his mouth and vomited blood.

……

“So this is the Dusk Province restriction, a taboo that’s existed in Nephrite Major for a thousand years!” Having retrieved the black dragon, Qing Han now stood atop a building in the city as he stared spellbound at the giant eyes. Despite the eyes’ apparent lack of power, they exerted extraordinary psychological pressure. If not for his Scroll of Shepherding Immortals and Imperial Star, he wouldn’t have dared look at them directly.