“Lady Baohua, these people have already located the Spirit Pool. Shouldn’t we act now?” The black-armored giant watched as Han Li and the others entered the valley, his eyes shifting uncertainly before he hesitantly voiced his question.
“No rush. We need not intervene—others will stop them. That person will arrive soon enough,” the white-robed woman replied calmly.
“Others?”
“My primary reason for risking a return to the Sacred Realm was to restore my former power, but a secondary reason was precisely for this person,” the woman chuckled softly, causing the surrounding air to abruptly solidify.
The black-armored giant was puzzled, but sensing the strange phenomenon around the woman, he shuddered and dared not press further.
The air soon returned to normal, but after a brief pause, the woman suddenly raised an eyebrow and swept her hand through the air before her.
A pool of eerie, mercury-like liquid materialized before her, quickly solidifying into a mirror-like screen. Brilliant flashes of light erupted within it, revealing an exceptionally clear image.
At the edge of a sea of roaring lightning, space rippled as a colossal black sphere, hundreds of feet in diameter, emerged from the void.
As the light of the sphere dimmed, its contents were revealed—a three-headed black flood dragon, nearly eighty zhang in length!
The demonic flood dragon was covered in glossy black scales, its three massive heads swaying slightly like pavilions. Flickering black flames danced across its enormous body, exuding an aura of sheer terror. But what was even more shocking was the black-robed youth standing calmly atop the central head.
The youth had faintly purple eyes, a face as fair as jade, and sword-like eyebrows that arched toward his temples. His expressionless demeanor added an air of chilling lethality.
With a cold snort, the youth swept his gaze across the sea of lightning. He raised a hand, and countless black runes surged from his palm, coalescing into a dark, shadowy spear.
The spear was about ten feet long, its shaft inscribed with layers of demonic runes and incantations. A mere glance at it was enough to induce dizziness!
With a flick of his wrist, the youth casually pointed the spear forward.
A *shriek* tore through the air as a waterfall-like black streak shot from the spear’s tip, slamming into the sea of lightning.
An astonishing sight unfolded—wherever the black streak passed, the lightning arcs twisted and recoiled, forcibly parting the sea to reveal a seemingly endless corridor.
Thunder roared on either side of the corridor, yet not a single arc could breach it, as if repelled by an overwhelming force.
The youth flipped his hand, and the black spear burst apart, dissolving back into dark runes before vanishing entirely.
He tapped the flood dragon’s head beneath him, preparing to charge into the lightning sea.
But at that moment, the youth suddenly sensed something. His expression darkened as he sharply turned his head, his face fully visible in the mirror-like screen. His purple eyes flashed as he growled, “Who dares spy on this Sacred Ancestor?”
With his words, an invisible force pierced through the void and struck the mirror.
A muffled *boom* later, the mirror shattered into countless silver shards.
The black-armored giant paled at the sight, muttering after a long pause, “Sacred Ancestor Yuanyan… It’s Sacred Ancestor Yuanyan! Could it be that the person you were waiting for is Lord Yuanyan?”
“Indeed, I was waiting for Yuanyan. What, are you afraid?” The white-robed woman seemed unfazed by the earlier events, her lips curling into a cold smile.
“With Lady Baohua here, how could I be afraid? But your cultivation hasn’t fully recovered yet. Wouldn’t it be unwise to confront Yuanyan now?” The giant was now drenched in sweat.
“With me here, what is there to fear? Besides, meeting Yuanyan doesn’t necessarily mean we must fight. However, I have a task for you shortly,” the woman said lightly, her tone abruptly turning icy.
“Whatever you command, I will do my utmost to fulfill,” the giant replied with a bow, slightly relieved.
“If you accomplish this, no matter what happens, I will ensure your safety. Listen carefully.” The woman’s lips moved slightly as she transmitted her instructions via voice.
The giant listened intently, and moments later, a look of realization flashed across his ugly face. He finally understood why Lady Baohua had kept him by her side all this time.
He nodded repeatedly.
“Good. Do this well, and you shall be rewarded. But now, I must see which of the intruders was indicated by the earlier divination.” The woman smiled in satisfaction and waved her hand again. Silver light shimmered as another mirror-like screen appeared.
This time, however, the image displayed the scene within the emerald-green valley.
In the picture, Han Li and the others were gathered around the pond, frantically attacking an invisible barrier covering the area with various treasures.
A dazzling array of treasures danced wildly in the air, unleashing torrents of light and thunder. Yet, the invisible barrier remained unshaken, showing no signs of collapse.
“This barrier must have been set up by the Sacred Ancestors of the demon race. Ordinary methods won’t break it—we must use our trump cards,” the Long Family Patriarch suddenly halted his assault and declared loudly.
“Indeed. I’ve brought a Ten-Thousand-Year Decay Pearl, which should be effective against this barrier. But even with this, we’ll need coordinated attacks from others. Brother Long’s golden axe is immensely powerful—it would be perfect,” Bai Qi retracted his dozen white sword beams and replied gravely.
“That Golden Sand Axe consumes a great deal of my true essence with each use. I’ve already wielded it once—using it again so soon would harm my cultivation. Instead, I have another technique specialized in breaking barriers. I can assist you with that,” the Long Family Patriarch frowned.
“That will do! Fellow Daoist Han, you’ve always been unfathomable. Surely you have some special means as well?” Bai Qi nodded slightly before turning to Han Li.
“I have two unusual treasures, far surpassing ordinary top-grade magic tools. They can aid you both,” Han Li replied nonchalantly.
“Excellent. The three of us will lead the assault while the others support us. No matter how profound this barrier is, our combined strength should shatter it in one strike,” the Eternal Sage Maiden said with a pleased expression.
Bai Qi slapped a leather pouch at his waist, and a gray crystal pearl flew out, hovering before him while releasing wisps of grayish-white vapor.
The vapor was bizarre, carrying a strange scent of decay, yet it wasn’t foul—instead, it bore a faint, almost pleasant fragrance.
Meanwhile, the Long Family Patriarch and Han Li made their own preparations.
The Patriarch’s body swelled slightly as he rubbed his hands together, conjuring a golden radiance that lengthened and thickened into a blurry, cone-like object.
Han Li, on the other hand, simply flipped his hands, summoning two miniature mountains—one azure, one black—each about a foot tall.
Seeing the three late-stage Body Integration cultivators ready, the Eternal Sage Maiden, Elder Hui, and the others redoubled their efforts, amplifying the intensity of their attacks.
“Now!” Bai Qi barked, pointing at the pearl before him. The grayish-white vapor condensed into over a dozen white threads, shooting toward the invisible barrier.
Without hesitation, the Long Family Patriarch released the golden cone.
A thunderous boom echoed as the golden radiance streaked forth like lightning, seemingly unstoppable.
Han Li flicked his wrists, tossing the two miniature mountains into the air. In a flash, they expanded into hundred-zhang peaks—one wreathed in gray mist, the other blazing with azure light.
“Hmph, so it’s you outsiders causing trouble! Since you’ve come, none shall leave!” A black flash erupted above the pond as the three-headed flood dragon materialized, its massive body writhing.
Standing atop the dragon’s central head was the black-robed youth. With a single motion, he pressed his palm downward.
A deafening *boom* resounded as a thousand-zhang black hand materialized above the pond. With a single press, all attacks against the barrier disintegrated, and an overwhelming force crushed down on Han Li and the others.
*Thud! Thud!*
The Long Family Patriarch and the others felt their bodies go numb as half of them were forcibly driven into the ground by the pond.
Han Li instinctively tensed his shoulders, his skin turning golden. Though his legs sank half a foot into the earth, he remained standing.
Apart from him, only the spirit-bodied youth named Zhishui remained unaffected. His body merely swayed before he stood firm, his eyes blazing with silver light as intricate silver patterns spread across his skin, covering him entirely.
The sight was utterly bizarre.
Meanwhile, the Long Family Patriarch and the others found their bodies stiff and their legs completely numb, as if they no longer existed.
Shock and fury surged through the group!
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