"What audacity, the imperial city is not a place you can intrude upon!"

A fierce shout echoed from inside the castle, causing the entire Celestial Prison to shake.

Yang Tian wielded the Holy Sword, floating in midair, and said coldly, "Come out, you despicable scum who lurk in the shadows!"

"You're courting death!"

A raspy shout sounded.

Then, a powerful Spiritual Breath swept over harshly, exploding inside the Celestial Prison like a wave of light, causing the entire Celestial Prison to tremble, with dust and stone falling repeatedly.

Yang Tian landed in front of Ling Ying and Eliza, gently pressing forward with the Holy Sword in his hand.

In an instant, all the exploding Spiritual Breath halted in place.

Yang Tian employed his Divine Sense to probe towards the source of the voice, quickly finding it deep within the castle, in a room belonging to Ling, where a being neither male nor female was locked up, with each bone restrained by nine Pipa Chains.

This individual's skin was fair, and they looked delicate and beautiful, but their chest was flat.

The voice just now came from him.

"Quite the demon, today I'm going to cause chaos here. Are you too frightened to come out, or have the Pipa Chains locked you down so you can't come out to fight?"

Yang Tian said coldly.

"You're courting death; how dare you mock my royal father!"

A fierce voice shouted.

Martial Artists flooded in through each entrance of the Celestial Prison, respectfully floating behind a man like a black cloud over the city. This man was very handsome, but his gaze was full of evil desire as he stared ardently at Wu Zetian, Ling Ying, and Eliza.

"A mere little brat, do you even have the right to speak to me?"

Yang Tian laughed coldly.

Seeing the young man staring ardently at Wu Zetian, Ling Ying, and Eliza, he became murderous, flashing his figure to the young man's front, and with a flick of the Holy Sword, he gouged out the man's eyes in one swift move.

Immediately, blood spattered.

The man cried out in agony, "You... you actually gouged my eyes out..."

The surrounding Martial Artists were both shocked and furious, drawing their weapons to attack, intending to kill Yang Tian.

"A pack of despicable scum who lurk in the shadows!"

Yang Tian lifted the Holy Sword and pressed down heavily.

Boom!

A booming sound erupted, as the powerful Sword Breath within the Holy Sword surged out, instantly bursting into Sword Aura, crackling and striking the surrounding Martial Artists. In moments, more than half of the once overcrowded crowd was dead, while the remaining Martial Artists grouped tightly together, using their Spiritual Breath to desperately block Yang Tian's Sword Breath.

"You scoundrels, do you think building a castle here makes you an emperor?"

Yang Tian laughed coldly.

The thrill of battle overtook him, and with a tug, the Holy Sword suddenly lashed out a radiant Dharma Seal in mid-air.

This Dharma Seal was like a blank sheet of white paper, with no words or runes. Yang Tian bit his finger, writing a word on it: Righteous!

He enhanced the Dharma Seal with his Divine Breath, seeing the Dharma Seal named "Righteous" erupt in a sacred blaze, as waves of divine Spiritual Breath surged forth.

Yang Tian waved his hand.

This true Dharma Seal shot forth.

Boom!

A banging explosion occurred.

The dead Martial Artists in the Celestial Prison, whether soul or body, were all absorbed by the Righteous Seal, which began to emit a strong light.

"You scoundrels, hiding in the castle, plundering Earth's beauties endlessly; this true Dharma Seal is here to absorb your evil!"

Yang Tian pressed down.

The Righteous Seal burst into flames, growing larger and larger.

This Dharma Seal absorbed the evil thoughts of the Martial Artists, accumulating line after line of Sanskrit text on its surface.

Yang Tian waved his hand, and the Righteous Seal flew back, transforming into a palm-sized seal that fell into his hand.

"What a terrifying Magical Treasure! Who would have thought you could turn my people into such a Magical Treasure!"

A fierce voice came from inside the castle.

It was the demon locked inside Ling's Room.

"You haven't yet seen its real power!"

Yang Tian said lightly, waving his hand as the Righteous Seal flew out of the Celestial Prison, roaming inside the sea fortress.

The Righteous Seal emitted wave after wave of fierce marks, striking the castle like Celestial Thunder.

The once thriving and majestic castle began to crumble under these strikes of Celestial Thunder.

In a short moment, the castle was in ruins.

"Someone, stop him!"

The demon locked in Ling's Room shouted madly.

Martial Artists swarmed towards the Righteous Seal like mice, using all their life cultivation to bring it down.

But in the end, they found everything was futile.

The Righteous Seal, absorbing their evil thoughts, was tremendously terrifying; attacking it only fueled its flames, continuously extracting their dark thoughts.

Gradually, the Righteous Seal grew more enormous.

In the end, even these Martial Artists couldn't stand against it anymore.

"This is only the first Dharma Seal!" Yang Tian laughed coldly, "Do you scoundrels think you can enjoy endless peace here? The crimes on your shoulders are too many, and now I'll punish you one by one!"

Finishing his words, Yang Tian drew the Holy Sword again, painting another Dharma Seal in the sky.

This Dharma Seal was like a blank sheet of white paper.

Yang Tian bit his finger, writing a word on it: Light.

Then, he used Divine Sense to ignite this Light Seal.

Foom!

The Light Seal blazed with flames, spinning continuously. Yang Tian waved his hand, and this Light Seal flew out, heading towards the crowd.

These Martial Artists, living for generations under the sea, never seeing sunlight, were like mice in the dark.

The Light Seal flew out, absorbing the darkness from their bodies, reinforcing the Seal with a chilling darkness.

The once palm-sized Light Seal expanded to a colossal size like heaven and earth after absorbing the darkness.

Yang Tian pressed down.

The Light Seal descended like the sky collapsing, demolishing everything in its path, whether mountain or castle.

And these Martial Artists couldn't escape. Attempting to attack the Light Seal only led to their instant demise.

One by one, the Martial Artists scattered like mice but couldn't escape their bloody fate.

In less than ten minutes, nearly all the Martial Artists in the sea fortress were dead.

"What a terrifying attack! This Light Seal is even more terrifying than the Righteous Seal!"

Wu Zetian, Ling Ying, and Eliza were all stunned.

They never expected Yang Tian could refine such terrifying Dharma Seals!

Nearby, an old lady suddenly started crying, "You're a god! A god here to destroy the Water Demons!"