The time slightly regressed.
“This old bastard…”
The named Qiu Yi and He Qu harbored resentment inwardly, but at this moment, they could only step forward, joining forces to act together, extending their spiritual consciousness to probe and explore the rock wall.
Buzzing!
The seal here had already been broken by Wu Ming, so it was extremely easy to activate. After just a slight attempt, the entire rock wall retreated backward, revealing a downward passage.
Thick malevolent qi transformed into mist, even vaguely taking the shape of snakes, slithering and spreading through the passage.
“Two…”
Yan Sheng glanced at the Primordial God and the Tiantian Demon King: “Why not accompany us?”
He knew that at this moment, both sides still needed to rely on each other, and forcing them to serve as cannon fodder would only result in a split and mutual enmity. Thus, he immediately proposed this suggestion.
“Quite fair! Splendid!”
The Primordial God stepped forward without hesitation, walking shoulder to shoulder with Yan Sheng, and soon arrived at the bottom of the pit.
“This is…”
Before long, they were stunned by the scene before them.
In the lake of sinister energy, the original metal island had already been mostly corroded. The five golden pillars swayed unsteadily, and even the golden chains were full of gaps. At the center, the Seven Star Nails that had restrained the Dragon Emperor Monster had disappeared.
“The seal is broken?”
“It’s impossible… This was personally arranged by the Yuying Earth Immortal. Unless he himself came here, otherwise… otherwise…”
Yan Sheng was nearly frightened out of his wits. When he saw the ancestral dragon’s eyes were closed, seemingly asleep, he finally exhaled in relief. He sent a telepathic message to the surrounding people: “Right now, our presence is masked by the Prince Yong’s dragon aura, and the ancestral dragon is asleep. This is the perfect opportunity… Retreat slowly now, and be sure not to make a sound!”
“Primordial God… where is the evidence you spoke of?”
The Tiantian Demon King transmitted his discontent telepathically.
“Strange…”
The Primordial God’s eyes showed some confusion: “Wait… I see now! This person is truly cunning!”
“We cannot retreat!”
He shouted loudly, his voice slightly trembling. Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Boom!
This retreat seemed to trigger some mechanism, and the previous rock wall suddenly closed shut, thick and solid, like a cage, trapping everyone inside.
“The mechanisms and formations have been… altered?!”
Yan Sheng’s face changed drastically: “Impossible! This place was personally designed by the Yuying Earth Immortal. Unless he himself came here, who else could accomplish this feat in such a short time?”
“He certainly could… Back then, the Controller transformed into Zhaixiangzi, and was on very close terms with the Yuying Daoist, colluding together!”
The Primordial God’s eyes turned rapidly: “That person is cunning. If he has already taken action, there must be more contingencies. What comes next?”
…
“The Imperial Mausoleum…”
Wu Ming sat cross-legged within the Primordial God’s space, his gaze seemingly passing through the second avatar of his Yuan Shen, witnessing everything happening within the mausoleum, a smile appearing on his face: “Ever since I set this up, I’ve been prepared to face the entire world as my enemy!”
“As for that Primordial God’s will, did he really think I gave him the opportunity for alliances?”
“I knew beforehand that the Bureau of Strange Affairs would be a disaster. Why didn’t I eliminate it directly? It was all to lure you out!”
Muttering to himself, Wu Ming conjured up a doll in his hand, dressed in bright yellow clothing, with coiled dragons upon it.
“Even if you are descendants of dragons, how can you resist my Yansheng technique?”
Wu Ming sneered, then stabbed the doll’s forehead!
This so-called Yansheng method is not a supernatural ability, but specifically counters fortune, manifesting as the amplification or diminishment of an extreme possibility!
The person cursed by Wu Ming was naturally not the Primordial God, nor Xiang Taifu, Yan Sheng, etc., but rather Prince Yong!
The one whose dragon aura had allowed the Bureau of Strange Affairs to evade the dragon monster!
…
Within the Imperial Mausoleum, sudden changes erupted at the ancestral dragon’s lair!
Puh!
Qiu Yi looked at the blood blooming on his chest, muttering in disbelief as he collapsed: “You… you stupid woman, what are you doing?”
Cang Feiyan now held a glowing hairpin in her hand, clearly a magical artifact! It had even severely wounded Qiu Yi’s Yuan Shen at the realm of a true immortal, causing it to slowly dissipate.
“What am I doing? Naturally, to take revenge!”
Cang Feiyan laughed loudly: “You evil people, give back my father and cousin’s lives!”
“Fool!”
In an instant, Yan Sheng arrived before the woman, calmly extending his hand to grab her by the neck, lifting her up like a small chicken: “After we get out, I’ll feed you to the dragon monster first!”
“Kukuku!”
Cang Feiyan sneered, this expression causing great alarm in Yan Sheng’s heart.
Whoosh!
In an instant, blood spurted from every pore of Cang Feiyan’s body, turning her into a blood-soaked figure.
“Techniques of the Demonic Dao?”
Yan Sheng slightly retreated, then roared fiercely.
Being a martial saint, such impurity naturally could not harm him. With a roar of righteous vitality, the blood color scattered instantly, like snow melting under the sun.
Yet within the blood mist, a flash of light shot forth.
Everyone was first shocked by the ancestral dragon monster, and secondly instinctively protecting themselves. By the time the flash of light landed, they realized: “Bad!”
At the forefront of the group, Prince Yong softly slumped down, with the magical hairpin still embedded in his forehead.
Struck by a magical artifact, Prince Yong, being merely flesh and blood, naturally had no resistance at all and died immediately!
Bang!
The corpse fell, and a dragon fortune, mixed with traces of malevolent qi, emerged, instantly spreading across the sky before being absorbed into the ancestral dragon within the lake of malevolent qi.
“This is… a blood sacrifice and gu cultivation formation!”
The Primordial God’s will roared in panic: “Hurry and stop it!”
“Roar!!”
The dragon fortune entered through the seven orifices, and the bound ancestral dragon suddenly opened its eyes, emitting a dragon roar that seemed to penetrate the nine underworlds!
Clang!
A series of golden chains snapped and fell, and the lake of malevolent qi surged into massive waves, transforming into thick black snakes continuously entering the ancestral dragon monster’s body. The monster struggled more violently, even the five golden pillars swaying precariously.
Dragon prince perishes! Golden pillars destroyed! Malevolent lake dries! Ancestral dragon emerges!
This abrupt and shocking transformation left even Cui Jue momentarily stunned and dazed, with only the Primordial God’s will bearing a trace of ecstatic expression: “I see now! The twelve golden figures were not yet fully refined—there was still one final step missing. How grand was the Controller’s ambition?”
“What should we do now?”
The Tiantian Demon King’s body emitted dense black energy, evidently feeling overwhelmed by the dragon’s majestic aura.
The Primordial God’s smile froze as he looked at the ancestral dragon monster’s blood-red eyes and its murderous expression, then shook his head again: “He used an open and clever strategy this time. Even if I told you, this ancestral dragon must not be killed. What would your choice be?”
The Tiantian Demon King rubbed his horns on his head, his expression immediately darkening: “It’s no longer a matter of us killing it or not, but whether it will kill us!”
“I originally intended to look for an opportunity to destroy it, but I never expected the opponent to have such a flawless setup…”
The Primordial God wished to speak further, but in the next instant, a terrifying dragon’s might erupted from the abyss.
Roar!
Even ordinary people with mortal eyes could now see a black dragon’s phantom soaring into the sky, roaring fiercely.
“Indeed, the ancestor of the Shang dynasty is truly worthy of being called the ancestral dragon!”
Cui Jue muttered to himself, suddenly feeling a violent tremor that made him lose his balance.
Boom!
On the island at the lake’s center, the ancestral dragon monster, having absorbed all the malevolent qi, instantly squatted down, pushing off the ground with its hind legs, leaping powerfully.
Bang!
Earth and stone flew, creating a large crater, and with this leap, its entire body seemed to transform into a black arrow, shooting straight up dozens of zhang high, directly toward Yan Sheng and the others.
Boom!
Under the boost of terrifying kinetic energy, the ancestral dragon monster seemed to have transformed into a massive cannonball. The massive explosion spread outward, raising a lot of dust.
Creak! Creak!
When the dust settled, Yan Sheng and the others could only look in terror at the monstrous figure in the center, resembling a savage beast reborn, exuding immense pressure!
It was several times larger than the imperial dragon monsters outside, its entire body covered in pitch-black scales. Each scale was saturated with extremely dense malevolent qi, like dragons and snakes coiling upon them, and beneath its feet, flesh and bone fragments overflowed.
In its hands were two spirit swords, each manifesting the images of the Vermilion Bird and the Azure Dragon, clearly the life-bound treasures of the two previous commanders, roaring with power and possessing remarkable spiritual essence.
But now, struck by the black qi from the dragon monster, the two spirit swords immediately dimmed in luster.
The malevolent qi from a fourth-level dragon monster could suppress most supernatural abilities, while the qi from a fifth-level dragon could even corrupt anything it touched.
Buzz!
The two spirit swords emitted mournful cries, their light instantly scattering, twisted and deformed by immense force, turning into two pieces of scrap metal in an instant!
With their life-bound treasures destroyed, the two commanders immediately rolled their eyes white and collapsed softly.
“Dare!”
Yan Sheng’s expression changed several times, finally pulling out a golden token from his bosom.
This golden token was approximately one inch in length, adorned with dragon motifs and auspicious clouds on both sides. At its center were inscribed four characters—”As if the Emperor Himself Were Present”!
The calligraphy was vigorous and dynamic, seemingly containing the grandeur of commanding the world and wielding power with ease. The color was dark red, made from some unknown material.
“This is certainly not an item from the current emperor!”
Cui Jue’s eyes gleamed as he took in the sight: “‘As if the Emperor Himself Were Present’? Could this be the calligraphy of the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty?”
Faintly, a dragon shape floated above the golden token, and upon seeing this token, the ancestral dragon monster actually hesitated for a rare moment.
“It seems that before forging this ancestral dragon monster, the founding emperor Ji Yi of the Zhou dynasty still left some hidden countermeasures…”
The Primordial God’s will shook his head, yet continued to retreat: “Unfortunately…”
“This token was inscribed by our dynasty’s founding emperor with his own blood, combined with the original restrictions within the dragon monster. Even if it cannot command it, it should be sufficient to make it retreat…”
Yan Sheng slowly stepped forward a few paces, watching the retreating ancestral dragon monster, feeling a bit regretful in his heart: “Too bad there’s only one of these. I originally wanted to keep it as a trump card…”
But in the next moment, an alarming premonition spread throughout his body, even making the hairs on his back stand on end: “Bad!”
His figure turned, swiftly retreating, but faster than him was the ancestral dragon monster. A pair of black claws already covered the sky, slashing down!
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