Chapter 158 One man drags down the guide! Bai Heng falls to Tianqi, Su Changqing's first words:

High in the sky, the cracks trembled violently.

It wasn't the wind trembling, nor the clouds churning.

Instead, the entire "pathway" that seemed to have descended from the heavens was abruptly distorted after Su Changqing's words, "Come down."

It's like someone standing on the ground, gripping a rope hanging from the eaves.

At the other end of the rope was a person who should have been hanging high in the sky.

Bai Heng's expression finally changed for the first time.

It's no longer that cold, emotionless indifference, like something that only deserves to be archived.

Instead, it was quite obvious—astonishment.

And a hint of gloom that couldn't be concealed.

Because he discovered that he had actually been shaken.

It is not the mind, not perception, not a projection of will.

The entire person, along with the passage leading to this world beneath their feet, was pulled down half an inch by an extremely tyrannical force.

Not even half an inch.

But for someone like him who stands on the "threshold," the meaning is completely different.

This means that the so-called "extraordinary being in the mortal realm" below is not just capable of fighting, resisting, or reversing.

But -

They really have the right to reach out and grab the door frame, pulling people down.

On both sides of the crack, cold white orderly light patterns flickered wildly, like layers of rules that were originally laid out flat being suddenly torn and then forcibly straightened.

And the figure in white, right before everyone's eyes, sank down quite a bit.

Everyone in the square was stunned.

Even those outside the arena who, due to the distance, could only vaguely see the celestial phenomenon, could now clearly see the outline of the white-clad figure at this moment—

There really is someone!

And this person was really swayed by Su Changqing!

"He moved...he moved!"

"Mr. Su pulled him down?!"

"That's the guide!"

"My God, is that even possible?!"

"I knew it! I knew Mr. Su wouldn't indulge him!"

"..."

Sikong Changfeng was so excited that his face turned red, and his hands were trembling as he held the account book.

He wasn't afraid.

I was just excited.

Because this scene is too valuable!

What is the nameplate of Changqinglou Tianqi Main Store?

That's what you call a strong hand!

The guide, dressed in white, stepped through the Heavenly Gate, but before he could even put on his proper airs, the boss grabbed him from afar and pulled him down!

How many photo albums could be sold if this scene were circulated? How many rounds of ticket bookings could be generated? How many powerful and wealthy people would fight tooth and nail for front-row seats?

Sikong Changfeng even felt that the ticket price for the third show tonight might have to be raised again.

Xiao Se watched from the side, his eyes twitching slightly.

Even at a time like this, you can still be calculating this?

But then he thought about it again and realized he wasn't so nervous anymore.

The very act of Bai Heng being pulled along illustrates a crucial fact—

Even the guide is not untouchable.

At least not in front of Su Changqing.

Lei Wujie got so excited on the spot that he almost laughed his back teeth out.

"good!"

"A boss is a boss!"

"You said you'd come down, so you came down!"

He clenched his fist, and the tightness that had been pressing on his chest just now suddenly dissipated.

Isn't he just a guide?

Isn't he just the white-robed man on the threshold of heaven?

Aren't we still going to be dragged down by our boss like a kite?

Wushuang stood to the side, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

He saw things more clearly than Lei Wujie.

Bai Heng was pulled along not only because Su Changqing was stronger.

Also, because the person who grabbed him just now wasn't Bai Heng himself at all.

What they're grasping is the "path".

It was the guiding passage beneath Bai Heng's feet, the one he used to stand before the Heavenly Gate and look down upon this world.

in other words.

The boss isn't trying to compete with those in the sky on "who stands higher".

Instead, they simply overturned the spot where the other person was standing.

This line of thinking is frighteningly domineering in itself.

Li Hanyi held Su Xiaonuo in her arms, her white robes fluttering, her gaze fixed on Su Changqing.

She didn't say anything.

But the initial coldness and worry that arose in the depths of those eyes because of the "Guide" had now completely settled into something else.

Stable.

There's also a subtle, yet undeniable, pride.

Looking at the man standing in front of the white jade square, pulling the guide down with one hand, she suddenly felt that the so-called Heavenly Gate, the so-called high place, the so-called guide, patrolling the boundary, and shepherding, seemed to be just so-so.

Because he's standing here.

When he stepped forward, all those things that were once high and mighty had to come to a standstill.

Su Xiaonuo was even more excited, her little feet dangling as she clapped her hands and shouted:

"Daddy caught the bad guy!"

"Like fishing!"

That sound was very crisp.

But at that moment, no one thought anything was wrong.

Because from the perspective of the image—

It really does look like it.

The white-clad figure high in the sky looked as if it had been hooked by some kind of hook and then pulled down.

……

Before the crack.

Bai Heng had regained his footing.

He didn't continue falling, not because Su Changqing couldn't pull him anymore, but because after the momentum of being pulled passed, the cold white chains of order around him suddenly lit up layer by layer.

It was extremely cold to the touch.

It is also extremely dense.

In the blink of an eye, circles of seemingly tangible white Dao rings were re-woven beneath his feet, firmly fixing him in the void.

That is the anchor of a higher level of order.

It's something that Gu Changxuan and Zhao Xuance can't compare to.

Each time a white ring lights up, it's as if an invisible rule is being solidified again, forcefully stabilizing the "path" that Su Changqing had shaken.

Bai Heng looked down, and for the first time, a shadow truly fell over his usually cold and jade-like face.

"How dare you!"

Two words, spoken very softly.

But the previous calm and serene perspective was gone.

Instead, it seemed like a genuine anger that finally arose after being offended.

Su Changqing stood on the ground, his expression indifferent.

"You're speaking too soon."

"I'm braver than you think."

After saying that, he actually took a step forward, as if he felt that the previous step was not enough, and raised his hand and beckoned his finger upwards again.

"Get down."

Don't make me say it a third time.

The entire room fell silent once again.

You've already stirred up the guide once, and you're still not satisfied? You're planning to do it again?

This is no longer just being arrogant.

This shows they don't take the other party seriously at all.

Bai Heng stood before the Heavenly Gate, and the icy silver lake in his eyes finally cracked with a few cold lines.

He slowly raised one hand.

Those hands were long and slender, fair and almost lifeless, like they were carved from cold jade.

When the five fingers are spread out, a very faint and thin silver-white mark, as if made of countless fine talisman lines, slowly emerges in the palm.

The moment the mark appeared, many people in front of the Taiji Hall felt a sudden pang of fear.

It's not the kind of boundary-patrolling seal like Zhao Xuance's.

No.

This thing needs to be taller.

Thinner, colder, more like something that belongs only to "judgment" and "takeover".

When Zhao Xuance looked up from inside the cage, his face instantly drained of color, and his lips trembled.

"Connect...connect the boundary seal..."

Gu Changxuan's pupils contracted sharply.

Even Yue Zhenchuan couldn't suppress the look of horror in his eyes.

They know all too well what this is.

Boundary seal.

The guide is one of the true core authorities.

Once this seal is placed, it is no longer just suppression in the ordinary sense, but rather temporarily bringing a region into the "takeover order" of the guide.

To put it bluntly, it's about forcibly pulling the "ownership" of this land toward their own side.

At that point, beings in the lower realms will instinctively be rejected, dulled, and suppressed.

The guide himself would gain a kind of near-absolute power of speech in this place for a short period of time.

Zhao Xuance's voice was hoarse, and he almost instinctively reminded him:

"Su Changqing! Don't let him put the seal down!"

"Once that thing takes shape—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Su Changqing then turned his head and glanced at him.

"Shut up."

"Do I need you to teach me this?"

Zhao Xuance: "..."

it is good.

He was too talkative.

The problem is, that's a boundary seal!

It's one of the things the guide truly has to offer!

Can you be a little more serious?

However, Su Changqing was really not in a hurry at all.

He even had time to glance down at the broken teacup shard beside the fairy cage, the one he had pulled down and thrown on the ground earlier.

Then, he bent down and picked up one of the pieces.

Everyone was stunned.

Why pick up the broken pieces of the teacup at this time?

Bai Heng saw it too, and the coldness in his eyes deepened.

Because in his view, this is not composure.

This is contempt.

It is the connection to the boundary seal, the connection to the authority of invocation, and the contempt for the higher order itself.

But Su Changqing seemed completely unconcerned about the slowly condensing boundary seal.

He held the shard of white porcelain in his hand, looked up at the white sky, as if weighing something.

Then, very seriously, he said:

"The teacup is broken."

"You have to pay for the whole set."

"..."

The entire room fell silent.

Lei Wujie had already gathered his breath, ready to see what kind of "boundary seal" his boss would face.

Upon hearing this, I almost couldn't catch my breath.

No.

At a time like this, are you still seriously adding compensation clauses?

Sikong Changfeng's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

Yes, yes, yes!

That's how it should be!

If a teacup breaks, you only pay for one. But now the whole set is damaged, and the guide is refusing to cooperate. If you don't raise the price now, when will you?

He had even silently added a line in his mind:

[A visitor from outer space maliciously damaged Changqinglou's equipment; a full refund will be provided, plus an additional fee for their attitude.]

Looking at Su Changqing's serious accounting, Li Hanyi's tense mood softened.

Others might not understand, but she did.

The more he acted like this, the more it showed that the situation was far from being one that required him to seriously frown.

Bai Heng clearly wasn't in the mood to play along with his "compensating for the teacup" act.

The boundary seal in his palm finally took full shape.

A thin, silvery-white seal slowly rose, its surface textured like a fine net, yet its edges were sharp as blades, like an infinitely compressed net.

The seal has not yet been laid.

The images, however, had already been spread out.

In an instant, the light within a radius of several hundred feet in front of the Taiji Hall seemed to have lost some of its color.

The white jade bricks are even whiter now.

The palace walls felt even colder.

The wind grew even quieter.

Everyone had a very uncomfortable feeling.

It felt as if I was being "plucked" away from this world little by little.

It wasn't the physical body that was torn apart.

Rather, it was a sense of identity that should belong to "the beings of this world" that was being gently erased by that seal.

The most obvious examples are the Imperial Guards and attendants with lower cultivation levels in the arena.

Their faces paled, and they involuntarily took a half-step back, as if subconsciously wanting to move further away from the area marked by the boundary seal.

Xiao Se's brow furrowed, and the Imperial Dragon Qi within his body began to circulate almost instantly.

The sword intent hummed softly within Li Han's sleeve.

The Peerless Sword Case trembled slightly.

Lei Wujie instinctively felt a tightness in his chest, as if an invisible hand was pulling his breath away.

This thing... is too eerie.

Bai Heng stood before the crack and finally spoke again.

"This seal has fallen."

"This land belongs to me."

"Since you think you have the guts, then I shall see—"

"Can you protect this realm, or can you only watch helplessly as I take half of it away first?"

After saying this, the boundary seal finally began to slowly press down.

Unhappy.

But it is stable.

It's as solid as an absolutely certain conclusion, slowly pressing into reality.

And the hearts of everyone below tightened with each inch of downward pressure.

Because many people have noticed it.

This time, Bai Heng wasn't simply making a move.

He was using the entire area in front of the Taiji Hall, along with the people standing there, to suppress Su Changqing.

Aren't you protective of your own?

Aren't you supposed to protect this realm?

Then I'll take one floor of the land you're standing on right in front of you.

Let's see if you stop me or not.

But just then...

Su Changqing suddenly smiled.

It wasn't a cold laugh, nor was it an angry laugh.

It's more like a relaxed smile after finally seeing the other person produce something decent.

"This is finally starting to get interesting."

The voice just fell.

He raised the hand that was holding the broken piece of teacup porcelain and lifted it gently.

The movements were very small.

It was even smaller than when Bai Heng raised the seal.

But the next moment—

The once ordinary white porcelain shard suddenly glowed with a faint blue light between his fingers.

The green mangoes are very fine.

It was as fine as a single raindrop falling from the eaves of a house in spring.

But the moment this "rain streak" appeared, the entire area in front of the Taiji Hall, which had been washed white and cold by the boundary seal, suddenly "came back to life".

White jade bricks are no longer deathly white.

The wind started blowing again.

Even the discomfort felt by those in the crowd who had just felt like they were about to be "stripped away" seemed to be gently pulled back by something.

Su Changqing held the shard of porcelain in his hand, looked up at Bai Heng in the sky, and spoke calmly.

"You want to take over my land?"

"You don't deserve it."

The words fell.

He flicked his finger.

Whoosh-!

The shard of porcelain transformed into a streak of bluish-white light that was thinner, faster, and sharper than the previous teacup, slashing straight at the descending boundary seal!

There was no overwhelming divine light.

There was no earth-shattering loud noise.

There was only one very thin line, so thin it seemed to cut through the wind, stretching straight against the sky in an instant.

next moment.

Click.

A cracking sound, extremely faint yet sending chills down everyone's spine, rang out with perfect clarity.

The high-ranking boundary seal, its center covered by a tiny piece of broken porcelain—

It directly slashed out a crack!