Daoying

Chapter 734: The Sealed Battle (1)

"absurd!"

Zhang Wuhen laughed in anger, "You want to seize my power based on just one person's words? The position of the master of West King Island is not a joke!"

"Zhang Heng, Shang Jin, and Song Bai belong to three different families, and all of them are Divine Transformation cultivators. How could the head of the Zhang family say that this is just a one-sided story?"

Qing Jian deliberately called the "island owner" "Zhang Family Master" and sneered: "Besides, the situation is critical now and there is no time to delay. I can only temporarily revoke your authority and keep him under guard until the seal is repaired, and then deal with him!"

"What a good way to suspend your authority! Qing Jian, do you want to detain me?" Zhang Wuhen was murderous.

"This is an emergency, I hope Master Zhang will forgive me. If the accusation is true, leaving you out there will lead to disaster."

Qing Jian said, glancing at the altar, "Besides, this seal cannot be repaired easily."

Xie Huan frowned slightly in the dark: Qing Jian wanted to seize the position of island master, so he could just find a pretext. Why risk the world's disapproval and destroy the seal? This move would be more trouble than it's worth - if he really became the island master and the seal was destroyed, he would be the first to bear the brunt.

Zhang Wuhen also thought of this and said in a cold voice: "Qing Jian, you want to step on me to get to the top, I don't blame you. But you should know the importance of destroying the seal!"

"Master Zhang, why are you still talking nonsense here at this point? Are you going to surrender and put the overall situation first, or are you going to fight to the end?" Qing Jian said grimly.

"Even if Zhang is not the master of this island, he cannot sit idly by and watch the seal be destroyed! We must get to the bottom of this today!"

Zhang Wuhen shouted, and his aura exploded. In an instant, a radiant light shone like the sun in the sky. Wherever the light reached, the entire island shook, and huge waves a hundred feet high rose on the sea.

His strength was already unrivaled among all the other cultivators, and although he had not yet reached the final stage of Divine Transformation, he was only one step away. The power of the island master for many years was no exaggeration. At this moment, he attacked in anger, and his momentum was so great that all the cultivators present felt as if they were carrying a heavy weight, and even their breathing was suffocated.

Qing Jian also felt his heart tremble, but he quickly calmed down and said with a fierce smile: "What a majestic island master! Today, I will represent the ancestors of Xiwang Island, except for you, an unworthy descendant!"

After saying this, the pressure at the end of the Incarnation Realm poured down like a river from the sky.

As the green light passed, Zhang Wuhen's golden light was instantly eclipsed. Under the two terrifying pressures, the entire island made a "cracking" sound as if it could not bear the heavy weight, as if it would fall apart at any time.

Everyone was shocked - this kind of power was just like when Shi Mang and Di Po Mi Mie were wreaking havoc on the island!
Only Xie Huan, who was hiding in the shadows, had a normal expression - he had long since gotten rid of the fascination with the end of the Spirit Transformation, and had even defeated one not long ago.

Although there was a trick, using the dragon power accumulated by Dragon God Island for millions of years to shatter Fei Tong's blood demon true body. But even with his own strength, he could still protect himself if he encountered the end of the incarnation.

Zhang Wuhen's face was extremely bitter - although he was only a thin line away from the end of the transformation of the spirit, it seemed as if there were thousands of mountains and rivers between him and him. Even if he had the ability to reach heaven and earth, it would be difficult for him to cross the chasm even a single step.

"Zhang Wuhen, I'll give you another chance!" Qing Jian pointed his halberd and shouted.

“No need to say more!” Zhang Wuhen said loudly, “If you and I fight, the seal will be affected. If you really care about Xiwang Island, then follow me to the sea for a fight, and don’t hurt innocent people!”

At this moment, his clothes were fluttering and his demeanor was solemn, truly the demeanor of an island master.

Upon hearing this, everyone bowed their heads and dared not look directly at him.

Qing Jian hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay! I will grant your wish!"

Before he finished speaking, the two of them flashed and transformed into blue and gold streams of light, flying straight out of the sea like a rainbow across the sky.

After a brief moment of surprise, the cultivators from the Zhang and Qing families all rode their lights to follow.

These monks knew clearly in their hearts: today is the day when the true intention is revealed, and the family's rise and fall depends on this one move. In this battle between Zhang Wuhen and Qing Jian, the loser will be doomed forever, not to mention a thousand years, I am afraid it will be difficult to turn things around in ten thousand years. Such family changes have been seen many times in the history of Xiwang Island, it is just another reincarnation. Therefore, in their eyes at this moment, the victory or defeat of the family head is a hundred times more important than repairing the seal.

Most of the monks in the field left at once, and the rest looked at each other, their eyes all fell on Shang Qiu and Song Baiyu - at this moment, these two were the only people in charge on the island.

"Master! We are being wronged!"

Shang Jin took the opportunity to protest loudly, his face full of bitterness.

Shang Qiu glanced at the three people and said calmly: "Detain them first and try them later. The most urgent task is to repair the seal." Then he turned to Song Baiyu: "What do you think, Mr. Song?"

Song Baiyu nodded: "That's exactly what I want."

The two men's eyes met and then separated, and both saw a hint of relief in each other's eyes.

Qing Jian's rebellion was expected. What they feared most was being forced to take sides on the spot - once they made the wrong choice, they would be doomed. They didn't expect Qing Jian to act so straightforwardly. He directly found a reason to fight with the Zhang family, saving the trouble of trying to win them over.

Now we just need to wait and see, and support the winner after the outcome is clear. This has always been the case with family successions.

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall immediately took Shang Jin, Song Bai, and Zhang Heng away.

The rest of the people followed Shang Qiu and Song Baiyu to fly to the altar.

In the darkness, Xie Huan sat cross-legged, with a blue and silver light flashing in his eyes.

He pushed the Eye of Insight to its limit and activated the "Immortal's Return to the Origin" at the same time. The shocking battle on the sea in the distance and the scene of everyone in the altar frantically repairing the seal were all reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness.

But thousands of miles away from home, Zhang Wuhen and Qing Jian were facing each other in mid-air:

Zhang Wuhen was surrounded by golden light like the rising sun, and nine dragon-shaped shadows were faintly visible behind him, and every movement of their shadows caused the sea and sky to tremble; Qing Jian's light was as eerie as the Nine Netherworld's cold spring, and wherever it passed, the sea water froze into ice, and heavy snow floated in the sky.

Every time the two fought, a thousand-foot-deep pit would be blasted on the sea surface, a huge crack would be torn in the sky, and blinding white light would be everywhere.

Those monks who followed were unable to get close at all. They were all watching the battle from a hundred miles away, but they were still shaken by the aftermath and their blood was boiling. In a panic, they formed large formations to resist the impact.

Inside the altar, there was already chaos:
The Nine Nether Demon Sealing Platform trembled violently, and the dark red blood veins on it twisted and even broke apart. The black gas inside gushed out like boiling water, and inside were twisted ghost faces that made shrill screams. It was the Black Abyss creatures that rushed out.

"Form a formation! Quickly form a formation!"

Shang Qiu shouted loudly, and the jade ruler in his hand drew seven golden rays of light and hit the black air.

More than thirty monks hurriedly took their positions and formed a formation hastily to suppress the gushing black air.

"Xuan Yin Thunder Fire!"

Song Baiyu roared, and twelve purple thunder talismans flew out from his sleeves, transforming into purple lightning dragons, suppressing the black air.

Xie Huan's pupils shrank slightly, like cold stars suddenly gathering, penetrating through layers of black fog. Among the interweaving of thousands of rules, he saw a crystal stone suspended in the air, being buffeted by black gas and a frenzy of psychic energy, with tadpole-shaped words constantly appearing all around.

The silver light in his eyes suddenly faded, and his figure flashed, and he entered the altar like a ghost.

(End of this chapter)