Chapter 626: Wanted (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
Chapter 626: Wanted (Requesting Monthly Tickets)
"Mere childish tricks!"
Facing the hundred-zhang silver moon that stirred the essence of heaven and earth, the Return to Void old dragon was utterly disdainful.
With a flick of its dragon claw, thunder roared loudly in the void.
Two purple arcs of lightning flickered, striking the silver moon.
Upon the silver moon's surface, countless ancient silver seal characters suddenly appeared, emitting an indescribable ripple that actually bounced the purple lightning arcs away.
"Oh?"
The Return to Void old dragon uttered a sound of surprise, its dragon body, over two thousand zhang long, abruptly stirred.
Whoosh!
Like shattering ice, the silver moonlight continually fragmented, revealing the giant silver wheel's true form.
Along the edge of the silver wheel, faint streaks of dark red blood were visible.
A few purple scales drifted down from the void.
Just now, this Return to Void old dragon had used its demonic body as a whip, lashing ferociously at the silver moon, fully expecting that with its sixth-stage physique, it would be enough to shatter this Numinous Treasure.
However, it never imagined that it would suffer a slight counter-injury.
Stung by the pain, the Return to Void flood dragon became enraged, spitting out a mouthful of purplish-black venom.
Hiss! Hiss!
Its true form was that of a venomous flood dragon, and the mouthful of venom, refined over who knew how many years, sprayed onto the silver wheel, actually corroding countless dense gaps into its surface.
Under the erosion of this venom, the silver wheel's spiritual essence was clearly greatly damaged.
The Return to Void flood dragon extended its dragon claw, seized the silver wheel, and fiercely twisted it.
CRACK!
Countless cracks appeared on the silver wheel, and it actually shattered directly, dissolving into countless white specks of light. . .
This clearly extraordinary five-stage Numinous Treasure was thus directly destroyed by this Return to Void flood dragon.
At the same time, Mo Yinjiao let out a muffled groan, blood continuously flowing from his eyes and nose.
Fortunately, with him holding the line, most of the Ink Gate members had already returned inside the Ink Gate Organ City.
Roar! Roar!
At this moment, Jiulong Zunzhe rapidly formed hand seals, streams of spiritual power flowing into the Nine Dragons Pillar, causing the pillar to grow to a hundred zhang tall. It then crashed down, fiercely pressing the two red and blue five-stage puppets deep into the ground. Beams of light emerged, transforming into dense layers of restrictions, temporarily sealing the two puppets.
Mo Yinjiao seeing this, couldn't bother to retrieve his puppets. He opened his mouth and spat out a stream of essence blood.
Roar! Roar!
The essence blood transformed into a miniature blood dragon in mid-air, suddenly drawing upon the essence of heaven and earth to become a thousand-zhang silver dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced towards the Return to Void old dragon.
Meanwhile, his aura violently withered. His silver hair, which had seemed full of vitality, completely lost its luster, turning a withered white.
Clearly, after performing this secret art, Mo Yinjiao could no longer maintain his previous state.
He let out a long cry, transforming into a streak of silver light that shot rapidly backward.
Jiulong Zunzhe, seeing this scene, his face twisted with venomous hatred. A five-colored imperial seal appeared in his hand, flying into the sky.
Roar! Roar!
One dragon vein after another vibrated, and countless flood dragons soared into the sky.
—Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage Grand Array!
Innumerable cloud dragons roared, some spitting out a hazy green radiance that transformed into green cyclones, stirring up sand and stones.
Others spat out venom, lightning, blazing flames. . .
With someone controlling it and no heavenly tribulation holding it back, this six-stage array finally unleashed its full power!
Mo Yinjiao had originally exhausted his spiritual power to unleash that silver dragon secret art, intending to trap the Return to Void old dragon and urge the Ink Gate Organ City to leave this place of turmoil as quickly as possible.
However, he never expected that, entangled by the Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage Grand Array, he would still find it difficult to escape.
"Quick! Activate 'Scheme JD-13'!"
Mo Yinjiao roared.
The Ink Gate Organ City rumbled, and its various refining furnaces exploded with a boom.
"Ah!"
The Ink Gate disciples guarding the refining furnaces couldn't dodge in time; even Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't escape.
"What's going on? My spiritual power!"
Inside the secret chamber, Li Rulin, who had been channeling spiritual power into the formation plate, discovered with horror that his spiritual power was draining away at dozens of times the previous speed.
At this rate, he feared his essence would be damaged within a few breaths! He recalled the previous rumbling and the trembling of the Ink Gate Organ City, then looked at the manager, only to find the manager's face filled with panic as well.
A strange suction force seemed to emerge from the formation plate, firmly adhering their hands, making them impossible to pull away.
A ruthless glint flashed across Li Rulin's face. A pitch-black dagger appeared in his other hand, and he suddenly swiped it.
Pfft!
The arm connected to the formation plate was severed entirely, and countless drops of blood rolled down.
With a flash of movement, Li Rulin had already retreated to the secret chamber's entrance.
Only then did he begin to stop his own bleeding.
For cultivators, regrowing a severed limb was no major issue at all, but cultivators as ruthless as he were ultimately few.
In just this brief moment, the formation's suction force seemed to have increased even further. Even if that old manager had wanted to sever his own hand, it was already too late.
He slumped softly to the ground, his corpse instantly shriveling. . .
BOOM!
The Ink Gate Organ City, as if having consumed a powerful tonic, rumbled throughout. The three true spirits—Phoenix, Qilin, and Black Tortoise—roared, and it actually burst out from the Ten Thousand Dragons Paying Homage Grand Array!
Whoosh!
It transformed into a streak of light, about to vanish from its original spot.
"Trying to escape? !"
Just then, the Return to Void old dragon had actually dealt with the silver flood dragon and arrived, commanding the essence of heaven and earth.
Seeing the Ink Gate Organ City attempting to flee, it immediately let out a cold laugh. Its thousands-of-zhang long dragon body swelled once more, and it fiercely swung a claw towards the Ink Gate Organ City! Pfft! Upon the Ink Gate Organ City's walls, three deep claw marks suddenly appeared, countless shattered stones flew, and various structures disintegrated. Faint streaks of cultivators' escape lights could be seen fleeing in panic within.
"Chase them!"
Within the Dragon Taming Sect, Jiulong Zunzhe transformed into a golden radiance, abruptly soaring into the sky.
In mid-air, a terrifying colossal city fled ahead, while behind it was a monstrous purple flood dragon, and over a dozen thousand-zhang long five-stage flood dragons!
Each of their attacks left the Ink Gate Organ City even more battered. Countless structures crumbled and continuously fell from high altitudes. Some cultivators' dharma bodies were damaged, and their Nascent Souls tried to escape, only to be caught by a dragon claw and stuffed into a gaping maw. . .
"Die! "
The Return to Void old dragon suddenly opened its mouth, and a cloud of purplish-black mist enveloped the Ink Gate Organ City.
Then, a thick purple beam of light descended from the sky. The entire Ink Gate Organ City let out a mournful cry, its formations continuously dissipated, and it began to split into pieces. . .
Rattle!
Countless shattered stones plummeted from the sky, carrying the glow of broken restrictions, rubbing against the air like fiery meteors. . .
"I am a sinner of my sect. . . You all. . . flee for your lives separately. . ."
Mo Yinjiao continuously swallowed several pills, recovering a bit of his vitality, but seeing this scene, his face was completely drained of color.
Just as the Return to Void old dragon was about to unleash another divine ability, it suddenly grew alert, looking towards a certain spot in the void: "Who's there?"
"Heh heh!"
Clusters of emerald green will-o'-the-wisps appeared, containing bone-white skulls, stretching across before the many flood dragons.
The essence of heaven and earth surged forth, causing the will-o'-the-wisps to transform into a dark green net that actually trapped the Return to Void old dragon within it.
"Dragon Venerable?"
Jiulong Zunzhe, standing atop a golden flood dragon, exclaimed in surprise.
"A rat hiding its head and tail!"
The thousands-of-zhang long purple flood dragon roared, and countless purple arcs of lightning bounced around.
One skull after another shattered, eventually dissolving into countless scattering dust particles.
Two immensely massive dragon claws appeared, tearing fiercely, finally ripping apart the green net.
But by the time this net was broken, the Ink Gate Organ City was nowhere to be seen in the distance.
Amidst a dragon's roar, the purple flood dragon's entire body shimmered with light, transforming into an old man in purple robes.
His figure resembled an ordinary human elder, but two forked purple dragon horns grew from his head.
"Those people have been poisoned by this old one; they won't get far. . . Pass down the order: issue a full-territory warrant for them!"
The purple-robed elder didn't pay much attention to the Ink Gate Organ City's escape. Instead, he grabbed a handful of ashes left after the skulls dissipated, his expression extremely grave: "Just now, a Return to Void cultivator secretly intervened. . . The Ink Gate remnants are a small matter; this hidden Return to Void cultivator is the real issue!"
Jiulong Zunzhe's expression changed: "Could it be. . ."
...
Fang Xi casually handed Jiulong Zunzhe's demands on the 'Boundless Jade Scroll' to Zuo Xiaoxuan to handle.
He even secretly signaled for it to be publicized with great fanfare, emphasizing that completing the sect's mission didn't necessarily require capturing any important Ink Gate figures.
He couldn't be bothered with the life-and-death struggle between the Dragon Taming Sect and its rival forces.
For Fang Xi, catching a few more fish each day and refining more True Blood Pills was the most important matter.
Although the 'True Blood Pill's' effect on his main body had weakened somewhat after his advancement to the mid-stage Soul Transformation realm, it could still be used.
Presently, Fang Xi was very confident that he would advance to the late-stage Soul Transformation realm within a few centuries, preparing for his breakthrough to the Return to Void realm.
This was the most important thing!
Nevertheless, during the process of assimilation with his main body, a continuous stream of information was still known to his External Avatar.
After all, for a major event like the Dragon Taming Sect's main gate being breached, with tens of thousands of cultivators witnessing it, some news was bound to spread.
And Fang Xi, upon learning of it, was likewise filled with emotion.
"The Ink Gate too, just a peddler-like faction wandering through the cultivation world, yet they dream of occupying a territory and becoming an overlord?"
"That Return to Void flood dragon has advanced to the mid-stage; it's even harder to deal with now. . . Even typical late-stage Return to Void masters might not be able to subdue that old dragon. . ."
The information leaked outside was limited to this much, so Fang Xi had no idea that a mysterious Return to Void cultivator had later intervened, leaving the Dragon Taming Sect feeling paranoid and easily startled.
But soon, he couldn't remain idle any longer.
In the Xuanming Abyss, a bionic 'Black Water Profound Snake' seemingly roamed aimlessly, but in reality, its interior was entirely a puppet construct. At this moment, it stretched its head out of the water, searching for suitable prey.
This was also a hunter deployed by the super-large offshore operations platform, better adapted to the Xuanming Abyss environment for hunting.
Suddenly, within its snake pupils, it saw a streak of escape light rapidly descending, submerging into a seemingly unremarkable reef.
That patch of reef blurred for a moment, actually allowing the escape light to enter, clearly indicating the presence of some illusion array.
The Black Water Profound Snake performed a deep dive, then went off to chase a black-thorn fish, behaving just like an ordinary Black Water demon beast.
Meanwhile, a piece of information had already been transmitted to the offshore operations platform, then processed by Taiyi and sent to Fang Xi.
"This person. . . seems to be Hei Miao Zunzhe."
Fang Xi gazed at the high-definition image, magnified and analyzed, feeling a bit speechless: "I clearly didn't intend to stir up trouble, so why did I stumble upon this?"
One could only say it was a bit unlucky, precisely because his puppet had discovered the clue.
"This Hei Miao Zunzhe, during our two previous encounters, seemed to have wanted to drag me into trouble; he definitely harbored ill intentions. . . And according to the Dragon Taming Sect's wanted order, perhaps he's already poisoned or heavily injured?"
Fang Xi rubbed his chin, deciding to first seek out his main body for escort and protection.
If his main body were to make a move, as long as the opponent wasn't a Return to Void cultivator, they could mostly be ignored.
...
Several days later.
Two streaks of escape light arrived near the marked reef—it was Fang Xi and his External Avatar.
"I'll go set up the array first!"
Fang Xi had long since ordered his puppets to secretly monitor the surroundings, confirming there were no other cultivators, and that Hei Miao Zunzhe hadn't ventured out, likely in secluded cultivation to heal his injuries.
He then took the 'Netherworld Banner' from his External Avatar's hand, his body shimmering with light as he silently merged into the black water.
Only after his main body had concealed itself did the External Avatar command his escape light, arriving openly above the reef.
He swept his divine consciousness over it, yet found not the slightest abnormality, causing him to secretly praise the profundity of this illusion array in his heart.
At this moment, he formed hand seals with both hands, and streams of black qi, like venomous snakes, roared down fiercely, landing upon the reef.
Ripple!
A layer of light, like water ripples, appeared, trembling precariously. After all, illusion arrays could only conceal; their defensive power was truly ordinary.
A figure flashed out—it was none other than Hei Miao Zunzhe. He looked towards Fang Xi, his expression stern: "Qing Hezi. . . Do you intend to become my enemy?"
"Fellow Daoist, do you know that I am skilled in divination? Today, I cast a hexagram for you, and it seems you are destined for a bloody calamity!"
Fang Xi smiled faintly.
Having been 'put on a show' by this Hei Miao Zunzhe twice, he had long been displeased. Today, he could finally vent his frustration!
Today, he would make this prophecy of a bloody calamity directly come true!
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