Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

"It seems that in order to obtain the mother energy of all things, we must unlock this seal." Jiang Han said in a deep voice. There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he had already thought of a solution.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the depths of the Bronze Immortal Palace, and then a huge figure slowly walked out. The figure was a hundred feet tall, exuding a powerful aura, and it was the mysterious existence that Jiang Han had sensed before.

"You ants, you dare to trespass into my territory, you are really courting death!" The mysterious voice was like a thunderclap, causing pain in everyone's eardrums. His eyes flashed with anger, as if he wanted to devour everyone.

"Who are you?" Saint Yaoguang asked in a deep voice. His eyes were full of vigilance and a hint of curiosity.

"I am the master of the Bronze Immortal Palace, and I protect everything here." The mysterious being said coldly: "You people, for your own selfish desires, broke into my territory. Today, I will make you all stay here!"

As soon as the words fell, the mysterious being waved his hand and sent out a powerful beam of light, which came straight towards everyone. Everyone dodged, but some monks failed to dodge in time and were hit by the beam, turning into ashes in an instant.

"Everyone be careful, he's very strong!" Jiang Han warned loudly. His eyes flashed with determination, as if he was ready for battle.

"Let's go together and kill him!" Saint Yaoguang shouted and took the lead. A divine sword appeared in his hand, emitting a dazzling light, and he rushed straight towards the mysterious being. Other powerful beings also took action, each displaying their magical powers and attacking the mysterious being.

For a moment, the entire palace was filled with light, and the lights of various magical powers intertwined together, forming a gorgeous yet dangerous picture. The mysterious being was not in a hurry, and with a wave of his hand, he dissolved the attacks of everyone, and at the same time, the power of the counterattack made everyone feel palpitations.

Jiang Han stood quietly by the side, observing the development of the battle. He knew that it would be difficult to defeat this mysterious existence with the strength of everyone alone. He had to find an opportunity to unlock the seal of the Mother Qi of All Things and obtain its power in order to have a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, he noticed that the Mother Qi of All Things on the stone platform was constantly absorbing the surrounding energy during the battle, and the light was getting brighter and brighter. He was moved and realized that this might be an opportunity.

"Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue, you cover me, I am going to unlock the seal of the mother energy of all things." Jiang Han said in a deep voice.

Ye Fan and Ji Ziyue nodded, and then each used their magical powers to attack the mysterious being to attract his attention. Duan De looked for opportunities to steal other treasures.

Jiang Han took the opportunity to come to the stone platform, formed seals with his hands, and began to break the seal of the mother energy of all things. His eyes flashed with wisdom, and his fingers danced quickly. Runes flew out from his fingertips and landed on the mother energy of all things.

As the runes fell, the light of the Mother Qi of All Things became brighter and brighter, and the seal began to gradually loosen. However, just when the seal was about to be completely loosened, the mysterious being suddenly noticed Jiang Han's intention, waved his hand and sent out a beam of light, heading straight for Jiang Han.

"Be careful!" Ye Fan warned loudly. He hurriedly used his magical powers to try to intercept the beam, but the beam was too fast and he failed to arrive in time.

Just as the beam was about to hit Jiang Han, Ji Ziyue stepped forward and blocked the beam with her body. Her body was instantly hit by the beam, and blood splattered everywhere.
Boom!

Just as the eight powerful men flew into Zixia and were about to enter the bronze palace, a low muffled sound floated from the void. This muffled sound seemed to come from the abyss of the underworld, carrying endless vicissitudes and oppression, making people tremble. The next moment, the bronze palace trembled slightly, and layers of ripples spread out from it, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, but it aroused turbulent waves.

In an instant, the eight great warriors were knocked back by an invisible force. Their figures drew strange arcs in the air, their robes rustled, and their eyes were full of shock and unwillingness. The Holy Lord Yaoguang steadied his body, formed seals with his hands, and layers of golden runes appeared around his body, trying to resist the mysterious force; the Peacock King spread out the colorful wings behind him, and the wings flashed with mysterious totems, shrouding him in auspiciousness.

"Let's do it together!"

Amid the buzzing sound, the eight powerful men burst out with vigor at the same time, their bodies emitting brilliant light. A magic sword appeared in the hands of the Holy Lord Yaoguang, with runes flowing on it, emitting a sharp sword energy; nine golden dragons appeared around the head of the Jiang family, and the dragons roared to the sky, shaking the sky; the head of the Ji family offered up an ancient bronze mirror, on which a yin-yang fish pattern appeared, emitting a mysterious atmosphere.

The eight masters gathered their energy at the same time, turning it into beams of light, and worked together to hit the purple clouds above their heads. In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, and the purple clouds were dyed blood red. Countless beams of light intertwined into a net and blasted towards the bronze fairy palace.

boom!
With a loud bang, the boundless purple clouds just rolled twice and then there was no more fluctuation. The eight strong men looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and unwillingness. Their attacks were like a drop in the ocean, without causing any ripples.

"Brother Tu, how about trying your pottery jar to see if it can swallow up the purple clouds?" Jiang Yi looked at Tu Tian beside him, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. Tu Tian hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised the pottery jar in his hand. The pottery jar was gray and looked inconspicuous, but at this moment it exuded a mysterious atmosphere.

Just as Tu Tian was about to use the power of the pottery jar, an extremely powerful and terrifying wave suddenly surged out of the void, like an ocean, rolling in all directions. This wave contained an endless breath of death, which made people feel palpitations.

"Dead, dead, everyone is dead..."

"It's coming, it's coming. If you don't leave now, you will all die. You will all die..."

A dark gap appeared out of nowhere, and a white-haired old madman with empty eyes walked out of it, mumbling, crying and laughing, repeating the same words. His clothes were tattered, as if they had been eroded by countless years; his hair was messy, like a pile of dead grass; his eyes were empty, as if he had lost his soul.

"This, the old madman in the forbidden land! He is still alive!" Looking at the old madman who suddenly appeared, the expressions of the eight strong men suddenly changed, and they looked a little dazed. Obviously, no matter which of them knew about the deeds of this old madman. Legend has it that he once tried to conquer the ancient forbidden land, but lost his mind there and became a madman.

"Everyone is dead, no one can survive..." The ragged old madman glanced at Saint Master Yaoguang and others, and in one step he had penetrated the void and came in front of the patriarch of the Jiang family. He grabbed the latter's arm and cried and laughed crazily: "I have seen the scene of rivers of blood and mountains of corpses..."

The head of the Jiang family was suddenly caught by the old madman, and a little panic flashed across his brows. However, what terrified him was that the moment he was caught by the old madman, the spiritual power in his body was suppressed. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get rid of the old madman's hands. He felt a cold breath spreading along his arm to his whole body, as if to freeze his soul.

The Holy Lord Yaoguang, Peacock King and others seemed to have noticed the situation of the head of the Jiang family. They all looked solemn and vigilantly at the old madman. This madman, who had been recorded in ancient books, left no trace when he took a step. The runes under his feet seemed to contain the mystery of a great way. Every step he took seemed to be in the gap of time and space, making it impossible to grasp.

"There are endless dead bones, mountains of corpses and seas of blood. It... comes again..." Fortunately, the white-haired old madman quickly let go of the head of the Jiang family and continued to cry and laugh. His voice was full of fear and despair, as if he was telling a terrible prophecy.

The old madman's repeated words echoed in their ears, and even Peacock King, Yaoguang Saint Lord and other powerful people suddenly felt a headache and shuddered. They felt the truth in the old madman's words, as if they saw the future.

"Does anyone know who this madman is? Judging from the expressions of those powerful men, they all seem to be afraid of him!"

"He is a man from six thousand years ago! The only person who survived the attempt to conquer the ancient forbidden land!"

"Six thousand years ago! What realm would this old madman be in now? Has he already touched the fairyland?"

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In the chaotic sky battlefield, some monks who had left the battle changed their expressions when they saw the old madman. Their eyes were full of fear and awe, as if they were looking at a god from ancient times.

"Master, this poor old man has appeared again, why don't you help him?" Ye Fan looked at the crazy old man who appeared again in the distant sky, and felt pity. His eyes were full of sympathy, and he wanted to help this poor old man.

"Ancestor, you are extremely powerful. Even the Saint Tianxuan couldn't last a single round in your hands. With your magical powers, you can definitely help him." Ji Ziyue also said from the side, her eyes full of anticipation.

However, Jiang Han didn't have the heart to deal with these two guys at the moment. Just now, the being in the Bronze Immortal Palace actually sent a divine sense towards him, as if the other party had discovered Jiang Han's perception. This divine sense contained endless malice and blood, as if it wanted to devour Jiang Han.

Perhaps because the divine consciousness had gone there but never returned, the original bloodthirsty excitement of the being in the Bronze Immortal Palace actually slowed down, as if it had become a little more wary of Jiang Han. It felt the powerful aura of Jiang Han and knew that this was a tough opponent.

"That year, the sunset was bloody, and Tianxuan was bleeding. That day, all things withered, and Tianxuan fell..." The old madman suddenly became quiet, sitting cross-legged in the void, crying continuously, his old eyes were cloudy. His voice was full of sadness and nostalgia, as if he was recalling a painful past.

As he was talking, two rays of light suddenly shot out from the old madman's eyes, piercing through the void. The sadness disappeared, and he stood up. In an instant, he seemed to have become a different person, like a peerless sword, with its edge exposed, making the world silent, and everyone in the noisy battlefield tremble with fear.

At this moment, whether it was the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the Patriarch of the Jiang Family, or the Peacock King, they all felt a huge pressure from the aura emanating from the old madman. This aura was like a towering mountain, pressing them so hard that they couldn't breathe. They felt their souls trembling, as if they would be crushed by this aura at any time.

The old madman started to mutter in a mystical way, wandering between everyone in the field. He was like a mountain, exerting a huge pressure that made anyone within five meters of him unable to move. His steps were light, yet steady as a mountain; his eyes were empty, yet contained endless wisdom.

"This old guy, what realm is he at!" Tu Tian tightly grasped the pottery jar in his hand and shuddered. This crazy old man was too scary, far stronger than any cultivator he had ever seen. He felt the pottery jar trembling, as if it was afraid of this old madman.

slam-la-

Suddenly, the old madman stopped and raised his right hand. A picture appeared in the sky. In the picture, endless white bones, densely packed, appeared on the mountain. There were nine holy mountains, and each of them was covered with bones. Some of these bones were complete, some were incomplete, and some were even turned into powder and scattered on the holy mountains.

"What kind of magical power is this!" Everyone in the field was dumbfounded. It was unheard of and unseen to be able to confine a living shadow with just a flick of the brush. Their eyes were filled with shock and awe, as if they were watching a god perform a miracle.

"Ancient Forbidden Land, this is the Ancient Forbidden Land!" Soon, someone recognized the nine holy mountains in the picture. The Ancient Forbidden Land, a place full of mystery and danger, is a forbidden place for countless monks. No one knows what is hidden inside, but everyone knows that few people who enter can come out alive.

However, what really shocked the faces of Saint Master Yaoguang, Peacock King and others was the huge object floating above the holy mountain in the picture. The Bronze Immortal Palace! It was the Bronze Immortal Palace in front of them! It was floating above the holy mountain, exuding a mysterious atmosphere, as if looking down at the skeletons below.

Looking at the white bones in the picture, and then looking at the bronze palace in the sky above their heads, everyone was horrified. They seemed to see the future, and saw themselves becoming white bones.

Could it be that the demise of Tianxuan Holy Land was not only related to the ancient forbidden land, but also to this bronze fairy palace? This question arose in everyone's mind, making them feel a chill.

Just as everyone was suspicious, the old madman flicked his right hand again, and the picture flipped. A woman in white was hovering on a mountaintop, with bright eyes and white teeth, a graceful figure, and a graceful demeanor like jade. She was extremely beautiful, vivid, and beautiful beyond description. Her eyes were full of sadness and helplessness, as if she was looking at a world that was about to be destroyed. (End of this chapter)