Journey to the head

"Hello, Fellow Daoist Xinghan?"

The two sea creature primordial spirits were taken aback. Ji Yunrou actually raised her folding fan and waved to Xinghan Xuanjun.

The moment Xinghan Xuanjun saw Ji Yunrou clearly, a sea of ​​stars appeared around him, with stars floating and swirling, and the Big Dipper pointing directly at the North Star, hanging at the top of the sea of ​​stars, so dazzling and eye-catching.

In an instant, he dispersed into a scattering of starlight, and in a flash arrived in front of Ji Yunrou and the primordial spirits of the Hundred Races and the Sea Race!

A whistling sound!
The dimly lit, top-grade spiritual treasure, the Rahu Thorn, was aimed at Ji Yunrou's graceful neck, but it was gently blocked by a small, exquisite purple folding fan.

The moment the two clashed, a loud explosion resounded, and the powerful shockwave pushed several unsuspecting primordial spirits several steps back.

Xinghan Xuanjun, seemingly ignoring everyone else, unleashed a chilling killing intent as he went straight for Ji Yunrou!
Ji Yunrou chuckled lightly, "Star River Mystic Lord, you're too impatient."

Before she could finish speaking, Xinghan Xuanjun shone brightly, activating all three characteristics of the Law Domain·Tian Shu Star Enclosure.

Star orbit deflection, oblique attack; celestial radiance suppression, hindering enemy spiritual power; constellation resonance, amplifying one's own power.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, the seven-foot-long Star-Measuring Ruler, which radiated a clear light and shimmered with countless stars, slashed heavily down at Ji Yunrou, distorting even space in its path.

Ji Yunrou's figure suddenly blurred, and a large area of ​​thick black mist surged and spread, instantly engulfing a radius of thousands of feet.

It is the Dharma Realm, the Eternal Shadow River.

With a loud hiss, the Star Measuring Ruler pierced Ji Yunrou's head, but Xinghan Xuanjun frowned. With a twist of the ruler, Ji Yunrou's body flickered and disappeared, leaving only a snow-white snakeskin hanging from the top of the ruler.

Domain of Divine Power - Shedding Scales!
The Eternal Shadow River expanded completely, its black mist churning like ink, its divine sense sinking into a quagmire, rapidly eroded and suppressed. Ji Yunrou's true form was already hidden within it, unable to see anything.

At this moment, her primordial spirit companions were filled with shock and anger, and finally made their move. One after another, spiritual treasures stirred up the water elemental energy in the sky, and the domain of law unfolded like several giant mouths of abyss, swallowing Star River Mystic Lord.

But Xinghan Xuanjun merely snorted dismissively. Above his head, the spirit artifact, the Star-Patrolling Sundial, floated out, its surface shimmering with stars. The pointer, shaped like the Big Dipper, rotated on the sundial's surface, drawing streaks of starlight.

These formidable attacks wove a dense, intricate web, but Xinghan Xuanjun had already transformed into a beam of starlight. Under the guidance of the star-monitoring sundial, he used a mysterious trajectory to evade all the attacks and retreated with the slightest chance.

His gaze remained fixed on the Eternal Shadow River, his magical powers activated but not unleashed, guarding against Ji Yunrou's attack.

Even he couldn't see through the black mist that devoured divine consciousness, nor could he see Ji Yunrou's cold gaze deep within the black mist.

Humans are indeed Yuan Chen's favorites, blessed with extraordinary talent!
The five sense organs, the seven orifices, the four limbs and the bones, the meridians and bones, the five internal organs and the six bowels, and even joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, all correspond to the celestial phenomena and the earth's energy and state of being.

Born with a Daoist physique, they are in harmony with the heavens and humans, and their speed of comprehending the Great Dao far surpasses that of other races. As a result, their methods are mysterious and their average combat strength is also much higher than that of other races.

Take, for example, the Starry Sky Mystic Lord before us. He is only at the Nascent Soul stage, but after just two exchanges, we can sense that his understanding of the Way of the Stars has already reached the Refining Void realm!
Of course, he is the representative of the entire Immortal Fall Islands, the unparalleled genius of the human race. Yet, none of the nine seeds carefully selected by the hundred races of the underworld can compare to him.

He certainly has the right to be proud!
The myriad races of Yuan Chen not only need to transform into human form to imitate the human body and sense the heavens and earth in order to quickly advance in the Great Dao, but they are also completely imitators who are several generations behind in the various arts of cultivating immortality.

Most races tend to rely on their own talents for cultivation and combat, and few are skilled in crafting weapons, alchemy, talisman making, or formations. Compared to humans, they are almost in a state of ignorance when it comes to the development of various arts of cultivation.

This is an absolute crushing defeat of civilization!
Therefore, since the birth of the Yuan Chen Realm, the glory of the myriad races standing side by side was only a flash in the pan. The rise of the human race swept away all other races and stepped on the corpses of all other races to reach the pinnacle of Yuan Chen, which became the mainstream of history.

How hateful! If this world was destined to give birth to humankind, why create countless other races?

Now, the only ones left with the power to resist are the dragons, the sea creatures, and the hundred races of the underworld.

If we cannot truly unite the hundred races of the underworld into one, accelerate our pursuit of human civilization, and strive to complete the transformation from imitation to transcendence, then even in the deepest depths of the earth, there will be no place for our demon race to stand!
Fortunately, after ten thousand years of biding our time and integrating our resources, our hundred races finally took a step forward in the previous battle at Yuheng.

There are gains and losses, and things will inevitably turn around when they reach their extremes. Nothing in the world is permanent, and the glory of humankind cannot last forever!

Having been sealed away for over 20,000 years, the Lord has decided to break away from them and abandon that mad goal, which is good.

As long as our hundred races become strong, unite with the dragon and sea races, defeat the human race and achieve balance, we can continue to exist.

Therefore, I am determined to obtain the Dragon Palace this time.

Well then, let this Star River Mystic Lord run wild for a while longer; I still need his power.
The expected attack from Ji Yunrou never came. A ray of starlight returned to the Immortal Fallen cultivator and transformed back into the Star River Mystic Lord.

The immortal souls have also unleashed their magical domains and raised their spiritual treasures. The two sides are on the verge of another fierce battle.

In the past, humans, dragons, and sea creatures maintained a fragile peace. When they entered the Dragon Palace to explore, they tried their best to keep to themselves.

However, now, although the situation outside is unknown, the Immortal Fall cultivators have taken the initiative to wage war against the Dragon Clan and the Sea Clan!
Inside the Dragon Palace, when the two sides meet, there will only be bloody battles, a fight to the death!
The surging river of shadows suddenly receded, and the graceful and alluring Ji Yunrou emerged.

"Star River Mystic Lord, do you really intend to fight to the death here?"

She chuckled and waved her folding fan, releasing an alluring fragrance.

"General Fukami is about to escape from the inheritance space."

"Fellow Daoist Ao Ti will also be returning soon."

As if in response to her words, a dragon's roar came from afar.

Xinghan Xuanjun frowned, and the expressions of his human companions around him all changed.

Currently, there are four Immortal Fallen Primordial Spirits beside Xinghan Xuanjun: one fellow disciple from Tianshi Palace, one from Xuanhai Sect, one from Mi Family, and one from Beiyue Sect.

Those who possess the Ascension Tokens are naturally the pride of their sects and clans. Moreover, their ability to break into the Dragon Palace despite being blocked by the Dragon Clan and the Sea Clan, and then escape the calamity of the passage collapsing, demonstrates that they are individuals who possess both strength and luck.

But at this moment, they had little confidence that they could remain unscathed under the siege of the dragon, sea, and underground tribes.

The two sea creature primordial spirits became excited and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Ji, please keep this Xinghan occupied. In just the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Lord Jinghai will return. Then we can wipe out all the human primordial spirits!"

The "Lord Jinghai" they were referring to was Ao Ti.

Ji Yunrou chuckled and said, "Fellow Daoist Xinghan has extraordinary abilities. If he wants to leave, I can't stop him."

"Besides, everyone is here to inherit the Dragon Lord's legacy and improve their strength, so why fight to the death?"

"It's not worth risking your life at the very gate; in the end, your dream of the Dragon Palace will just be in vain."

Ji Yunrou gently closed her folding fan and touched it to her jade-like chin.

"Let's call a truce for now. You go your way and I'll go mine. The Dragon Palace only has thirty-three days, and the first day is almost over. Let's not waste it."

"Let's each search for opportunities and treasures first. If we really have to fight to the death, we can talk about that later."

Upon hearing this, all the human primordial spirits were moved, and the primordial spirits of all races naturally followed Ji Yunrou's lead. Although the two sea race primordial spirits were dissatisfied, they were powerless to object and could only glare angrily.

Those underground races are indeed unreliable; they only want to preserve their own strength and interests, and they've even turned our Dragon Palace into a treasure trove for them.

What were our ancestors thinking? Why did they choose them as allies?

Xinghan Xuanjun gave Ji Yunrou a cold look.

"Alright."

He retrieved all the magical treasures and, with his four companions, passed by the alien primordial spirits.

"Let's wait until the very last moment to see who comes out on top. The winner will take all the treasures!" Xinghan Xuanjun turned around and glanced at Ji Yunrou one last time.

"You're quite sensible. If you voluntarily hand over what you've gained, I'll spare your life."

The three underground demons immediately turned ashen-faced and their eyes turned red as they were about to shout and curse, but Ji Yunrou stopped them with a smile.

She simply made a gesture of invitation, watching Xinghan Xuanjun and the others quickly disappear into another rainbow bridge.

A few breaths later, a bolt of lightning returned, and with the might of a dragon, Lord Jinghai, Ao Ti, appeared on the plaza with his fully assembled dragon sons.

There were twelve people in total, including Ao Ti. Among them, eight were at the Nascent Soul stage, three at the Core Formation stage, and one at the Golden Core stage.

Ji Yunrou bowed gracefully: "Fellow Daoist Ao is back? The Dragon Clan is strong and well-equipped, with eight Nascent Soul cultivators. With you as our support, we have nothing to worry about."

What she didn't know was that nine primordial spirits of the dragon clan had entered, and one reckless fellow had already been moved to an unknown location by the Dragon Palace's mechanisms.

Ao Ti didn't say much. He just nodded slightly, his mind focused on the performance of Lu Qian and the others.

How did they know about the secret passage?

I vaguely remember that petite female cultivator being from the Hai family, one of the Six Pillars of Immortal Demise. Could it be something discovered by the Immortal Demise cultivators over ten thousand years of exploration?
Thinking of this, he scanned the area with his divine sense, but found no trace of Xinghan Xuanjun and the others.

"Where are the fallen immortal cultivators?"

The two sea creature primordial spirits hurriedly stepped forward, about to complain to Ao Ti about Ji Yunrou releasing Xinghan Xuanjun, when a thunderous explosion was heard, followed by a gust of wind, and the giant Shenjian reappeared on the Suanni battle platform.

Ao Ti's expression changed.

An incomparably violent and domineering battle intent surged from Shen Jian's body, and all the sea creature totem tattoos on his body turned into the color of blood. He opened his eyes and two golden beams shot straight to the dome. Countless illusory figures of people in battle flashed and disappeared in the golden light.

"what!"

Fukami laughed triumphantly, his body trembled, and immense power erupted from the tiny movement, causing the surrounding space to vibrate violently.

This is an extremely skillful fighting technique!
Looking at the bronze spear again, it had completely lost its ferocious aura, and the lion statue had also lost its luster, looking like an ordinary stone carving.

Fukami passed the test of the Suanni and received its combat experience!

At this moment, Shenjian, who was still savoring the moment, finally saw Ao Ti standing below the stage and quickly jumped down to pay his respects.

"Jinghaijun!"

Several of Ao Ti's primordial dragon sons immediately began to curse.

"Shenjian, how dare you preemptively accept the inheritance of the Suanni Dragon Ancestor!"

"Did we say we were giving you this opportunity? How dare you!"

"You ordinary sea creatures should know your place. How dare you overstep your bounds!"

"Alright!" Ao Ti said in a low voice, "Stop talking."

Fukami chuckled sheepishly and said in a muffled voice, "Lord Jinghai, I was wrong. Just now, seeing that none of you were there, I was immediately drawn to the spears and couldn't resist."

One of the dragon princes, filled with jealousy and anger, couldn't hold back any longer: "You're talking nonsense! Seeing the inheritance, you've already forgotten about our superior clan? Before you covet it, you should think about who you are—"

"Shut up!" Ao Ti slammed his halberd into the ground with a loud bang. "How long are you going to embarrass yourselves in front of your allies?!"

The dragon princes then remembered that the Hundred Clans Squad was also present, but although they stopped talking at Ao Ti's command, they still didn't take it seriously.

What does it matter if we dragons rebuke the sea creatures?
Who in the world doesn't know that we are the leaders of the sea people!
Even if these sea creatures possess the cultivation of a primordial spirit, they are still our subordinates. This Shenjian, isn't his true form just a giant abyssal whale?

How dare they be so presumptuous in front of us, the superior dragon race!

Ji Yunrou raised her hands, her expression exaggerated: "Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing, I didn't hear anything!"

The three powerful demons beside her wore cold smiles.

Upper tribe, lower tribe. How familiar these terms are, they are also a reflection of the lives of the various tribes that once lived underground.

The superior tribes could arbitrarily oppress the inferior tribes without any consequences. The so-called Hundred Tribes were nothing more than a disorganized mess.

Fortunately, the Demon Master appeared out of nowhere, ruling the underground with absolute power, reshaping civilization, promulgating laws, promoting demon script, changing customs and habits, and reversing most of the underground ecology.

Although the underground races are still divided into upper, middle, and lower races, this is merely a standard of combat strength and does not represent the official status of the races.

If the dragon race continues like this, I think one day our hundred races can also take its place.

Shenjian's two sea creature companions lowered their heads and dared not utter a sound. Ao Ti stopped Shenjian from arguing any further.

"Never mind, the fact that you were able to obtain the inheritance of the Suanni Dragon Ancestor is also due to your strength and good fortune."

"But there must not be any more such opportunities and treasures. I will arrange them fairly and impartially. Do not act on your own again."

Fukami nodded repeatedly, then chuckled sheepishly.

Ao Ti turned to face Ji Yunrou.

"Fellow Daoist Ji, there are many traps and trials within the Dragon Palace. You may even encounter them while walking on the road. You must be careful."

His words clearly meant that he wanted to part ways with the Hundred Clans Squad.

After all, in Ao Ti's mind, the underground tribes were just allies. Letting them enter the Dragon Palace and share the spoils was already a great favor. How could he let her continue to follow him and enjoy the benefits brought by two-fifths of the Dragon Palace map?

Ji Yunrou unfolded her folding fan with a swish, covering the smile on her face, revealing only her curved eyebrows and eyes.

"Alright, then I wish Lord Jinghai and his entourage good fortune and smooth sailing."

At this very moment, Xinghan Xuanjun was leading his companions from the Six Immortal Pillars on a magnificent golden path.

After ten thousand years of exploration by the six immortal pillars, they have indeed figured out the basic situation of the Dragon Palace.

This vast palace complex, spanning thousands of miles, can be roughly divided into five areas: east, south, west, north, and center.

We are currently heading towards the eastern palace.

The group carefully observed their surroundings, afraid of accidentally triggering a mechanism or missing an opportunity.

Just then, the jade pendant at Xinghan Xuanjun's waist trembled slightly, and a female voice came out.

"Hello, is Xinghan there? Is Xinghan there?"

"Hello everyone, I am Hai Shuangyao from the Hai family."

"I've specially arranged an opportunity for you, and I'm telling you about it now that there are no dragons around." (End of Chapter)