It turned out that when the page of golden paper was thrown into the air by Feng Chanyi, the small paper actually emitted a light comparable to the scorching sun at noon, and under that golden ray, there were bursts of terrifying coercion like the will of the Heavenly Dao. The golden paper was only as thin as rice paper, half a foot in size, but when it shook in the air, no one dared to underestimate the golden paper. The birds and beasts in the nearby mountains and forests were persecuted by this coercion, and they knelt down one after another, bowing in the direction of the golden paper, their bodies trembling, and their bodies were like chaff. And Ling Yu and the others were the closest to the golden paper, and the coercion they endured was also the greatest. When the golden paper exuded a terrifying coercion, Feng Chanyi took the lead in kneeling, the reason why she knelt down was not because of the oppression of the paper, but more like taking the initiative to give in. Xuanyuan Moli and Yueyin looked at the golden paper in the air, stared for a moment, and finally knelt down because of the fear in their hearts and the irresistible coercion.

As for Ling Yu on the side, although he was also under endless oppression, he did not retreat in the slightest. Ling Yu's eyes widened, staring tightly at the golden paper spinning in the air, even though the bones in his body were wrapped and squeezed by the all-pervasive coercion, making a creaking sound, he still did not give in. Ling Yu gritted his teeth under the coercion, stubbornly resisting the infinite power coming from the golden paper. He didn't understand what kind of sacredness this holy prince was, and a secret decree passed down could have such a powerful power. But as a Huaxia cultivator, Ling Yu's pride made him refuse to bow his head.

Looking at Ling Yu, who was wrapped in coercion, her face was pale but still holding on, a sneer flashed in Feng Chanyi's eyes, she resisted the pressure that permeated the void, and said to Ling Yu jokingly: "Ling Yu, you give in! The Holy Emperor is the chosen son, he is ordered by heaven to act on behalf of heaven, and the only way to oppose him is death!"

Although Feng Chanyi was also resisting the coercion, when she knelt down, the coercion exerted on her by the golden paper was much weaker. Therefore, she was able to take this opportunity to mock Ling Yu. To her, the Holy Emperor is the supreme powerhouse in this world, and no one is qualified to resist him.

"Brother Ling, the identity of the Holy Emperor is not ordinary cultivators, and his background is also very noble, it is not a shame to kneel on him. Now that the Holy Emperor has descended to Huaxia, you don't have the ability to compete with it now, and you are the big husband if you can bend and stretch!" Xuanyuan Moli was worried about Ling Yu's safety, and gritted his teeth to persuade him.

"What...... Saint...... The princes, all, are all ...... Bullshit!" At this moment, Ling Yu was forced by coercion, blood was already flowing from his mouth and nose, he wanted to escape, but found that he had been restrained in place by the coercion diffused from the small golden paper, making him unable to move. Infinite coercion surged from all directions, imprisoning Ling Yu's figure, and even firmly locking his divine sense and spiritual power. Ling Yu felt that he was not fighting against the golden paper, but against the Heavenly Dao. The corners of his mouth, nose, eyes, and ears were all bleeding, and he was extremely hideous.

Because of Ling Yu's unyielding, the coercion emitted by the golden paper became more and more turbulent, and the coercion like a huge wave struck layer by layer, each time it was more violent than the last. As time passed, Ling Yu went from the initial oppression to the severe pain later, until the end, Ling Yu was numb, he couldn't feel the pain, it was like drowning in a sea of torrential rain, he couldn't see, hear, or even, couldn't breathe. Terrible cracks had appeared in his skin, blood spilling out of his body, and his bones were about to be crushed into powder. Even Ling Yu's consciousness was already blurred.

"Ling Yu, give up struggling, do you want to kill all of us? The Holy Emperor represents the will of Heaven in this heaven and earth, and if you fight against him, you are making enemies of the Heavenly Dao, the more you resist, the stronger the coercion of the golden paper will be, and in the end we will all be killed by you!" At the beginning, Feng Chanyi was still teasing Ling Yu, she thought that Ling Yu was just a stunned young man with a hard mouth, and she couldn't last long. But as time passed, she found that this person of the Heavenly Inheritance was a madman, and he was about to be crushed to death by coercion, but he was still resisting. It doesn't matter if he has no scruples, but with his toughness, the coercion in the golden paper will become stronger and stronger, even if Feng Chanyi is pious to the golden paper, it won't help. In the end, Feng Chanyi was really scared, she was not only afraid of the surging coercion in the golden paper, but also afraid of Ling Yu's toughness. If this continues, she will be crushed into powder by the coercion of the golden paper. Therefore, Feng Chanyi ridiculed from the beginning, to the later discussions, and finally Feng Chanyi even began to beg Ling Yu to give in. Ling Yu is not afraid of death, but it does not mean that everyone is not afraid of death. Ling Yu dared to gamble, but Feng Chanyi couldn't afford to gamble.

"No, I......! Both, no...... Give in!" Blood flowed down from Ling Yu's seven orifices and body, converging into a stream of blood under Ling Yu's feet, flowing down the grass into the distance. The green veins on Ling Yu's forehead burst out, and his eyes were bloodshot, but even so, he still refused to give up resistance.

Looking at Ling Yu's stubborn expression, a trace of melancholy flashed in Xuanyuan Moli and Yueyin's eyes. They were not worried that they would be crushed into dust by coercion, but they were worried that Ling Yu would damage the Dao Foundation and completely bury his cultivation if he continued like this. But at the same time, there is also a layer of mist in their eyes, which is a kind of respect for the strong. Xuanyuan Moli and Ling Yu have been friends for several years, and he used to think that Ling Yu was smart, full of wisdom, and strong when he was strong, and acted in an eclectic manner. Now it seems that under Ling Yu's daily giggling appearance, there is such a proud heart, which is a kind of courage that would rather bend, a kind of stubbornness that swears to die, and a kind of momentum and determination to dare to compete with heaven and earth. Xuanyuan Moli knew that from today on, if Ling Yu didn't die, then no one would be able to suppress him in this sea of stars. He is the God of that day, of the earth, of all ages!

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour...... Just when everyone thought that Ling Yu could only hold on to a stick of incense, Ling Yu stubbornly resisted for an hour! But they could also see that the current Ling Yu was already at the end of his strong crossbow, and his expression was sluggish, crumbling, and about to fall.

"Hmph, I know that you are not the opponent of the Holy Prince, a secret decree of the Holy Emperor can completely kill you, and you dare to speak disrespectfully to the Holy Prince, you are really looking for death!" Seeing that Ling Yu was about to fall, Feng Chanyi finally seized the opportunity, she stared at Ling Yu viciously, and her eyes were filled with a look of success.

"Am I going to die? No, I can't die, if people know that I was crushed to death by a piece of paper, how shameful it would be to spread it! I am Ling Yu, I still have a lot of things to do, and many people I want to see have not yet seen, how can I die? Who is the Holy Prince? He used a page of golden paper to make me powerless, how can I be willing? Today he hit me hard, and I must get it back a hundredfold or a thousand times in the future. So, I can't die, I haven't met the Holy Emperor yet, I haven't fought him yet!I!no!can!Die!" Ling Yu was already on the verge of dying, his breath was getting weaker and weaker, but even so, he still didn't give up on himself. Ling Yu looked at the golden paper in the sky, and then looked at the scorching sun and white clouds on the horizon, as if he saw the floating clouds flowing in the depths of the sea of stars, and the vicissitudes of the sea. So, after muttering to himself, Ling Yu's eyes suddenly burst out with a ball of essence, and he suddenly clenched his fists and roared angrily.

Ling Yu's roar resounded above the nine heavens like a Pangu bell, and his voice pierced through the golden cracked stones, scattering the clouds in the sky. At that moment, Ling Yu seemed to have completely grasped the initiative and found herself. He knew that there was no such thing in this world as a substitute for the heavens, and he couldn't be a person who inherited the Heavenly Inheritance, so neither could the Holy Prince. Of course, even the will of the Heavenly Dao could not defeat him, and the Holy Emperor could not defeat him. Thinking of this, Ling Yu seemed to have jumped out of the five elements and six paths in an instant, the coercion on the golden paper could no longer bind him, and his cultivation and spiritual consciousness that had been forced away by the coercion on the golden paper before also instantly returned to Ling Yu's body. In a flash, Ling Yu became extremely transparent, and when he established an unyielding will, he had already figured out all the problems. What secret decrees, what holy princes, are just excuses for the cowardice of the world.

At this time, Ling Yu's body emitted a faint purple light, and those rays of light enveloped Ling Yu, and they were treating his injuries at a speed that was within reach of the naked eye. At the same time, the eight small balls in Ling Yu's dantian were finally brought to life, and they kept spinning in the sky above Ling Yu's dantian, generating an endless stream of spiritual power, helping the purple light to heal Ling Yu's injuries together. The eight small balls are the power of the Heavenly Dao that Ling Yu has realized from the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, if the Holy Emperor is inspired by the Mandate of Heaven, then Ling Yu is truly acting on behalf of the Heavenly Dao. When the purple light appeared, the golden paper could no longer restrain Ling Yu.

"Holy Emperor, hehe, sooner or later, one day, I will meet you in person!" Looking at the page of golden paper in the sky that was still exuding coercion, but could no longer have any impact on himself, Ling Yu raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice. Then, I saw Ling Yu stretch out his hands and stretch out towards the golden paper.

Looking at Ling Yu's movements, Feng Chanyi was terrified, she knew that the golden page was written by the Holy Emperor himself, and it contained endless holy might. Whoever receives the order must be pious-minded, otherwise he will be devoured by the coercion in the golden paper, and his bones will be broken at the least, and his body will be destroyed at the worst. But what the hell was going on with this Ling Yu, wasn't he still in the critical moment of dying just now? Why did he recover in the blink of an eye? Moreover, looking at his state at this time, it seemed that the holy power in the golden paper could no longer cause any harm to him? What did he do just now?

Ling Yu didn't know Feng Chanyi's thoughts, and she didn't want to know. With a tap on his tiptoes, he paced into the air in two steps. When Ling Yu came to the front of the golden paper, a wisp of disdain appeared on his face. As if sensing Ling Yu's disdain, the golden paper rotated faster and faster, and the golden light on it became more and more intense, as if it could blind people's eyes. However, none of this had any effect on Ling Yu. Ling Yu sneered, and slowly stretched out two fingers to the golden paper. After feeling Ling Yu's malice, the golden paper seemed to want to escape, but found that Ling Yu had blocked the nearby space, and in this world, Ling Yu was the one who controlled everything. As a result, after exuding a wisp of surprise and even timidity, the golden paper was firmly sandwiched between Ling Yu's fingers. When Ling Yu pinched the golden paper, the coercion inside the paper was gone, and it returned to its previous appearance.

Ling Yu took the golden paper in his hand and played with it, looking at the words on it. On the paper, the names of two people were written, namely Xuanyuan Moli and Yueyin. Below the two names, there are eight characters on the ninth day of the next month and the place of the Zen seal, and at the end of the paper, there is a inscription, written on the Holy Emperor.

"This is the secret decree of your Holy Emperor? Hmph, it's just a page of bullshit, and you actually treat it as a god. It's no wonder that a subordinate like you would feel honored to let you lick the mud from the soles of the Holy Emperor's shoes, right?" Ling Yu took the paper and said sarcastically to Feng Chanyi.

"You, you are actually able to hold the Holy Emperor's secret decree without getting hurt?No, this is impossible, no one in the world can accept the Holy Emperor's secret decree, not to mention that you are just a cultivator who asks the state of mind, impossible, impossible!" Feng Chanyi seemed to be frightened by Ling Yu's actions, and said like a whisper.

"Hehe, I said it a long time ago, the Holy Emperor is only your Holy Emperor, not mine, he may be his Holy Emperor in your Ten Thousand Spirits Star Sea, and he may be able to be powerful, but in Huaxia, he has to coil me if it is a dragon, and he has to lie down for me if it is a tiger. The Huaxia Continent is controlled by its own Huaxia cultivators, even if the Emperor Lao Tzu is here, I won't buy it!" Ling Yu finished speaking, holding the golden paper with his thumb and forefinger, and with a strong grip, the golden paper instantly turned into gold dust and floated into the void.

Seeing Ling Yu's movements, Xuanyuan Moli admired Ling Yu more and more, and at the same time, he also had a worry in his heart. Xuanyuan Moli knew that the identity of the Holy Emperor was not trivial, and now that Ling Yu had ruined his secret decree, I am afraid that endless waves would rise from the ground, and Ling Yu, it would be difficult to have a peaceful life!