The brilliant blood words gave them a strange feeling. They did not rush to fight for it, but calmed down and savored it carefully, trying to find something from it. Their consciousness carefully probed into the source stone, wanting to understand the secrets inside.

Purple mist surged and flowed on the surface of the source stone, and the brilliant "Xian" word had a unique and strange charm. Everyone was immersed in it, as if they had touched an indescribable artistic conception, a kind of perception that transcended the mundane, as if it could lead them to a higher realm.

Buzz buzz buzz - suddenly, the purple source stone trembled, and a wisp of mist came out from the surface. In an instant, the faces of the weaker cultivators in the sky changed horribly, and they were suffocated by the inexplicable power. The mist seemed to contain endless power, and it could crush a mountain with a light touch.

"This... This is the Xuanhuang Qi!" Looking at the heavy and suffocating purple mist that could crush a mountain with just a wisp of mist, Saint Yaoguang was stunned for a moment, and then exclaimed. His voice was full of shock and awe, as if he was looking at a legendary divine object.

Almost at the same time, Peacock King, Green Dragon King and other powerful people also woke up. After confirming the origin of the mist on the surface of the purple source stone, they looked at each other with increasing excitement. Xuanhuang Qi, this is the spiritual energy when the world was first created in legend. It contains endless power. It is the best material for refining magic weapons and the key to becoming an immortal.

The stars are in disorder, yin and yang are out of balance, and Xuanhuang is gushing out. Ordinary people think that Xuanhuang is a more concentrated spiritual energy. But true cultivators know that Xuan is the essence of heaven and Huang is the marrow of earth, which is the essence of heaven and earth, so Xuanhuang represents heaven and earth. Xuanhuang Qi can not only enhance the power of magic weapons, but also help people break through realms and even make people become immortals.

"Oh my god, if the mist outside the source stone is really the mysterious yellow gas, then what is in the stone!" Hearing the exclamation of the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the monks in the field were struck by a bolt from the blue, and their eyes widened. Their eyes were full of shock and expectation, imagining the treasures that might be hidden in the source stone.

"Ancestor, is that really the Xuanhuang Qi? It's the best holy relic that only exists in legends!" Ji Ziyue's face was filled with shock, and her eyes were full of stars. Her voice was full of excitement and curiosity, and she wanted to know more about the Xuanhuang Qi.

Jiang Han nodded slightly in response to Ji Ziyue, but his face became more solemn, and there was a hint of confusion. This mysterious source stone wrapped in the mysterious yellow aura was thrown out by the terrifying existence in the bronze fairy palace. He was puzzled. What exactly did the other party want to do? What was in the source stone!

"Xiao Yueyue, tell me more about this Xuanhuang Qi." Ye Fan looked at Ji Ziyue in confusion. He was still unfamiliar with many things in the cultivation world, especially these legendary divine objects.

"Nameless, the beginning of heaven and earth, is the Tao. Named, the mother of all things, is heaven and earth. Xuanhuang is the essence of heaven and earth, the mother energy of all things, and the sacred object for tempering all tangible substances. This is the rarest essence between heaven and earth, and it is a sacred object for refining instruments. Many powerful cultivators have searched for it for a lifetime and have found it difficult to get even a trace." Ji Ziyue looked at Ye Fan as if he were an idiot: "Use it to refine your own instrument, you can condense the Tao and the principle, and turn it into an ultimate weapon. There is also another saying that if you take the Xuanhuang Qi into your body, you can eventually become an immortal!"

"The ultimate weapon! Immortality!" After listening to Ji Ziyue's words, Ye Fan had a preliminary understanding of the Xuanhuang Qi. He looked up at the mist outside the surface of the purple source stone again, and a little shock appeared between his eyebrows. His eyes were full of yearning, eager to get this legendary divine object and improve his strength.

"Unscrupulous Fatty, aren't you tempted by such a rare Xuanhuang Qi? It's a chance to become an immortal, a treasure for refining weapons!" Ye Fan looked at Duan De who was indifferent beside him and said in surprise. He didn't understand why Duan De, who usually valued money as his life, was so calm at this moment.

"I calculated with my fingers, this is a murder weapon, with my current strength, I can't control it, Amitabha." After saying that, Duan De prayed devoutly. There was a trace of vigilance in his eyes, as if he had sensed the existence of danger.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from the Bronze Immortal Palace, followed by a powerful beam of light shooting up into the sky. This beam of light contained an endless breath of death, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world. Jiang Han's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly took Ye Fan, Ji Ziyue and Duan De to fly away. He knew that the existence in the Bronze Immortal Palace had already begun to act, and a shocking war was about to break out.

The eight great masters also realized the danger and used their magical powers to attack the Bronze Palace. They knew that this was the last chance and they had to stop that existence, otherwise the whole world would fall into disaster.

However, just as they were about to attack the Bronze Immortal Palace, a huge black beam of light shot out from the Bronze Immortal Palace and headed straight for the eight powerful men. This beam of light contained an endless breath of death, as if it was going to devour the eight powerful men.

"Be careful!" Jiang Han warned loudly, his voice full of anxiety and worry.

The eight great warriors dodged in a hurry, however, some of them failed to dodge in time and were hit by the beam, instantly turning into ashes. The sword of the Holy Lord Yaoguang was hit by the beam, and the sword instantly broke, with fragments scattered all over the ground; the colorful wings of the Peacock King were hit by the beam, and the totem on the wings was instantly extinguished. The Peacock King vomited blood and flew backwards.

"This...what kind of power is this?" asked the head of the Jiang family in a trembling voice, his eyes full of fear and despair.

"This is the power of death. It's the existence in the Bronze Immortal Palace that is absorbing our life energy." Jiang Han said in a deep voice, his eyes full of solemnity.

At this moment, the old madman suddenly made a move. His right hand drew a mysterious rune in the air. The rune emitted a dazzling light and went straight to the Bronze Immortal Palace. This rune seemed to contain endless power, and instantly enveloped the Bronze Immortal Palace in light.

"Go!" the old madman shouted, his voice full of anxiety and worry.

Jiang Han and the others hurriedly flew away. They knew that the old madman was buying time for them. They had to leave here as soon as possible, otherwise they would be swallowed by the being in the Bronze Immortal Palace.

However, just as they were about to leave, the being in the Bronze Immortal Palace suddenly roared, and an even larger beam of black light shot out from the Bronze Immortal Palace, heading straight for the old madman.

The old madman did not dodge, but opened his arms to welcome the beam of light. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness, as if he was fulfilling a mission.

"No!" Jiang Han exclaimed loudly, his eyes filled with shock and grief.

The beam hit the old madman and swallowed him instantly. However, just as the beam was about to completely swallow the old madman, a powerful force suddenly burst out from the old madman's body and bounced the beam back.

The Bronze Immortal Palace trembled violently and let out an earth-shattering roar. It knew that this old madman was a powerful opponent and must be eliminated as soon as possible.

The old madman took the opportunity to display his magical powers and sent Jiang Han and others out of the range of the Bronze Immortal Palace. His body had become transparent, as if he would disappear at any time.

"Remember, the existence in the Bronze Immortal Palace is the God of Death. It needs to devour life energy to maintain its existence. You must stop it, otherwise the whole world will fall into disaster." The old madman's voice gradually became weaker, as if it came from the distant sky.

"We will, don't worry." Jiang Han said in a deep voice, his eyes full of determination. The old madman nodded, and his body gradually disappeared into the void. His mission has been completed, and the rest of the way needs to be walked by Jiang Han and others.

Jiang Han and the others stood in the distance, looking at the Bronze Immortal Palace, their eyes filled with solemnity and determination. They knew that a world-shaking war was about to break out, and they would be the protagonists of this war.

"What should we do?" Ye Fan asked, his eyes full of worry and confusion.

"We must find the mother energy of all things, unlock the seal of the Bronze Immortal Palace, and stop the plan of the God of Death." Jiang Han said in a deep voice, his eyes full of determination.

"But the mother energy of all things is sealed in the Bronze Immortal Palace. How can we get in?" Ji Ziyue asked, her eyes full of worry.

"We need to find the clues left by the old madman and unlock the seal of the Bronze Immortal Palace." Jiang Han said, with wisdom flashing in his eyes.

"But the old madman has disappeared. How can we find clues?" Duan De asked, his eyes full of confusion.

"He left this behind." Jiang Han said, taking out a jade bottle from his arms. The jade bottle exuded a mysterious aura, as if it contained endless power.

"What is this?" Ye Fan asked, his eyes full of curiosity.

"This is a wisp of the old madman's soul. He sealed his memory and power in this jade bottle." Jiang Han said, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

"How should we use it?" Ji Ziyue asked, her eyes full of anticipation.

"We need to find a quiet place, unlock the seal of the jade bottle, and obtain the old madman's memory and power." Jiang Han said, with determination flashing in his eyes.

"Okay, let's set off now." Ye Fan said, his eyes full of determination.

Jiang Han and the others turned and left, leaving the Bronze Palace trembling in the void. A world-shaking war is about to break out, and they will be the key to this war. Their fate is closely linked to the Bronze Palace, and they must bravely face all challenges for themselves, their families, and the whole world.

"The essence of mother energy, the essence of Xuanhuang! It is rare to see it in a thousand generations. If you can't get it, you will regret it until you die." Tu Tian glanced at the purple source stone floating above his head. As his excited voice fell, the wheel sea vibrated, and the majestic spiritual power was injected into the gray pottery jar in his hand. Blood-colored lines appeared on the surface of the pottery jar, beating like blood vessels, emitting a palpitating breath.

Instantly, the pottery jar lit up with brilliant light, and a terrifying devouring force instantly tore through the surrounding void. The void was like a broken mirror, with cracks spreading in all directions. Even the air was drawn away by this force, forming a vacuum zone. Directly above the pottery jar, the dark yellow energy on the surface of the purple source stone began to twist, as if being pulled by an invisible giant hand, slowly approaching the pottery jar.

"Brother Tu, let me lend you a helping hand!" Seeing this, Jiang Yi took a step and appeared beside Tu Tian, ​​injecting another powerful force. His hands formed a strange seal, and the bloody energy around him condensed into a three-headed blood demon phantom, which let out a deafening roar and continuously transferred its own power to the pottery jar.

Almost at the same time, the devouring power released by the pottery jar doubled. Under this terrible suction force, the purple source stone trembled slightly, and a little of the mist outside the surface was peeled off and slowly went towards the mouth of the pottery jar. Wherever the Xuanhuang Qi passed, the void seemed to be boiling water, constantly bubbling and twisting, and making a piercing scream.

“Sure enough, these powerful beings were unable to resist the temptation of the Xuanhuang Qi and could not help but take action!”

"There is only one immortal source, but there are eight powerful ones. I wonder who will get this chance to become an immortal."

"It's a pity that we are too weak to even have the chance to participate in the competition."

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The monks watching the battle below were talking about it, with envy and fear in their eyes. They knew that this battle would determine the future of the East Desert, and they could only be spectators and witness this historic moment.

"This kind of fairy treasure cannot be taken away by a big bandit like you!" When he saw a little bit of Xuanhuang Qi about to sink into the pottery jar, the head of the Ji family snorted coldly. His figure appeared above the purple source stone like a ghost, surrounded by a circle of golden runes, each of which exuded mysterious power.

The next moment, he stretched out his five fingers, and his palm print was as big as a hill. It instantly reached the purple source stone, and the void was distorted wherever it passed. A harsh friction sound rang out in the air, as if the space was being torn apart under his palm. In an instant, a prison formed by five fingers pressing down appeared around the purple source stone, locking a piece of space. The surface of the prison flowed with silver light, flashing like liquid metal, emitting a powerful force of confinement.

It was also because of the appearance of this prison that the little bit of Xuanhuang Qi that was originally about to be sucked into the pottery jar was attracted by the purple source stone again and slowly turned back. Obviously, the magical power displayed by the head of the Ji family was a secret technique that could prohibit everything in the prison.

"Xiao Yueyue, your father's method is quite good." Looking at the majestic figure surrounded by light in the sky, Ye Fan glanced at Ji Ziyue and said. His eyes were full of amazement, and he sincerely admired the strength of the head of the Ji family.

"Of course! Although Daddy is not as good as the ancestor, he is also a powerful person, standing at the top of the Eastern Wilderness. Moreover, the Great Void Art is the supreme secret art of my Ji family, the essence recorded in the Void Ancient Scripture." Ji Ziyue raised her head slightly, with a little pride on her delicate and flawless face. Her eyes flashed with pride, as if she was showing off to Ye Fan the strength of her family.

"The Great Void Art is unpredictable and extremely profound. It is said that if you practice it to the extreme, you can cross the star field." Duan De rubbed his palms, staring at Ji Ziyue with his eyes shining, "Little girl, I have some ancient treasures hidden in my hands. I wonder if I can exchange them for your Ji family's Void Ancient Scripture?" His voice was full of greed, as if he had seen an endless treasure. (End of this chapter)

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