Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Jiang Han groaned, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. He could feel the lightning power in his body being drained by a mysterious force, and the source of this power was the altar in the Bronze Immortal Palace. His hair began to turn white, and wrinkles of aging appeared on the surface of his skin, but his eyes became more determined.

"Old lunatic, do it!" Jiang Han suddenly shouted.

The old madman who had been waiting for a long time laughed up to the sky, and his body suddenly burst into dazzling golden light. In the golden light, his face became clear. It was the face of a middle-aged man full of majesty, and it was very similar to a legendary figure in memory. Countless golden runes appeared around him, and each rune told an ancient seal story.

"With my blood, I will seal you for ten thousand years!" The old madman spat out a mouthful of blood, which condensed into a golden rune in the air. The rune merged into the thunder domain, and the thunder domain instantly expanded tenfold, covering the entire bronze fairy palace. At this time, the lightning in the thunder domain began to appear golden, and every golden light that fell would leave a complex sealing array in the void.

“No!” The bloody figure shouted in horror, “You actually used your own reincarnation mark to seal me!”

The old madman did not answer. His body began to become transparent and gradually merged into the thunder area. Before disappearing, he looked at Jiang Han, with a hint of relief in his eyes: "Next, I'll leave it to you..."

Jiang Han nodded. He knew that the old madman had burned his own reincarnation mark in order to seal the bloody figure, which meant that he would disappear forever in the reincarnation.

"Now, it's time to end it." Jiang Han whispered, and he formed seals with his hands. The lightning power in his body surged out crazily, forming a huge thunder ball that enveloped the entire bronze fairy palace. Countless golden lines appeared on the surface of the thunder ball, and each line exuded the breath of an ancient seal.

"Use my thunder to break your formation!" Jiang Han shouted, and the thunder ball exploded.

The Bronze Immortal Palace shook violently, and the eyes of the bronze dragon on the top of the palace glowed bloodshot, roaring angrily. A black beam of light shot out from the palace, heading straight for Jiang Han. Wherever the beam passed, a black crack was corroded in the space, and the wails of countless wronged souls could be heard from the crack.

Jiang Han did not dodge or evade, allowing the black beam to hit him. However, when the beam touched his body, it was rebounded by a powerful force and hit the door of the Bronze Immortal Palace. The door collapsed, revealing the bronze altar inside. The bloody figure on the altar was struggling frantically, and his body was being cut into pieces by the golden lines in the thunder domain.

"You are wrong." Jiang Han said in a deep voice, "You are just a sealed loser, a madman who wants to control life and death."

The fragments of the bloody figure reassembled in the void, but each time they reassembled, they were cut again by the golden lines. There was a flash of blood in his eyes, and a suffocating breath of death emanated from his body.

"Impossible!" the bloody figure exclaimed, "How could you possibly possess such a powerful force?"

"Because I am the ancestor Hongjun." Jiang Han said calmly, "The rules of this world are controlled by me."

As soon as his voice fell, the whole world began to tremble. Countless runes appeared in the void, and these runes formed a huge sealing array, pressing towards the bloody figure. Countless ancient totems appeared on the surface of the array, and each totem represented a law of heaven and earth.

The blood-colored figure roared angrily, and waved his hands to shoot out bloody lights, trying to stop the formation diagram from falling. However, when the bloody lights came into contact with the formation diagram, they were absorbed by the formation diagram, and instead enhanced the power of the formation diagram.

"With my blood, I will seal you for ten thousand years!" Jiang Han shouted and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the formation diagram.

The formation diagram instantly became brighter and slowly rotated, trapping the bloody figure in it. The bloody figure's body began to decompose and turned into countless blood drops. A painful human face emerged in each drop of blood.

"No!" the bloody figure roared, "I won't give in!"

The formation diagram flew to the sky with a bloody figure, and finally disappeared into the clouds. The bronze fairy palace slowly sank into the ground, and the fragments of the purple source stone were scattered everywhere. Each fragment emitted a soft light, like stars dotting the earth.

Jiang Han stood there, looking at the empty sky, with mixed feelings in his heart. He knew that this was just the beginning, and the real immortal road was still waiting for him ahead.

"Master, are you okay?" Ye Fan asked hurriedly.

Jiang Han shook his head and smiled: "I'm fine."

"So what should we do next?" Ji Ziyue asked.

Jiang Han looked towards the ancient forbidden land in the distance and said in a deep voice: "We are going there to find the mother energy of all things and unlock the seal of the Bronze Immortal Palace."

"Okay, let's go together." Ye Fan said firmly.

Jiang Han nodded and led everyone towards the ancient forbidden land. Their figures gradually disappeared in the distance, leaving behind a messy battlefield and the exclamations of countless cultivators.

A sudden roar echoed in the sky, and strange friction sounds came from the bronze palace, as if thousands of skeletons were grinding against each other. The green rust on the surface of the palace peeled off like a living thing, revealing dark red blood-like lines underneath. Each line was oozing black mucus, outlining twisted runes in the clouds.

Feeling this awe-inspiring aura, even the powerful warriors holding extreme weapons in the sea of ​​clouds suddenly changed their expressions. Fine cracks appeared on the surface of the dragon-patterned tripod of the Yaoguang Saint Lord, the phoenix blood red gold pattern of the Hengyu Divine Furnace of the Jiang Family Patriarch began to peel off, and the magic pattern of Tu Tian's Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot was like a venomous snake wandering all over his body. Those cultivators whose cultivation was below the Dragon Transformation Realm were even more overwhelmed. Under the pressure, they fell from the air like fallen leaves, their spines smashed into deep pits on the ground, and blood mixed with gravel spurted out.

At this moment, those hideous ancient creatures stopped fighting at the same time. The bronze scales of the descendants of Qiongqi began to peel off, revealing the throbbing tumors underneath; the joints of the skeleton of the corpse immortal oozed black mucus, forming a strange totem on the ground; the strings of the white-clothed woman in the clouds broke, and the blood flowing from her fingertips condensed into blood crystals in the air. They all knelt down in the direction of the bronze fairy palace, making strange low hissing sounds, and were extremely pious.

"Roar!"

Another roar, and an incomparable and terrifying spiritual power wave of the heaven-destroying and earth-annihilating nature surged out from the gate of the Immortal Palace. This wave swept across the battlefield like a substance, and wherever it passed, the clouds evaporated instantly, revealing a bottomless void crack. The wails of countless wronged souls came from the cracks, and each wail was corroding the souls of the monks. The roar was filled with palpitating cruelty and tyranny, full of endless destruction and killing. The source of the roar seemed to represent the most terrifying disaster in the world, as if it came from a wild beast awakening from its slumber. Amid the roar, the door of the bronze immortal palace collapsed, revealing the bronze altar inside. The bloody figure on the altar was struggling frantically, and his body was being cut into pieces by the golden lines in the thunder domain.

Buzz!
Suddenly, a skeleton hand without any flesh and blood appeared in the bronze palace. The hand bone was a thousand feet long, with dark golden lines flowing on the surface, and each line was absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. The skeleton hand swayed gently, and a white light suddenly enlarged, and then suppressed the sea of ​​clouds. Wherever the white light passed, the space was compressed into a straight line, making a sharp whistling sound.

Seeing the falling white light, the pupils of Saint Master Yaoguang, Patriarch Jiang, Tu Tian and other powerful men suddenly shrank. They felt an invisible force cutting off their connection with the extreme weapons. The dragon roar of the Dragon Pattern Cauldron became weaker, the flame of the Hengyu Divine Furnace began to sway, and the devouring power of the Devouring Heaven Demon Pot gradually disappeared.

At this moment, they were forcibly cut off from the extreme weapons by the invisible force that was several times stronger than their own, and could only watch the ten thousand feet of white light slowly fall. The hair of the Holy Lord Yaoguang turned white in an instant, blood flowed from the corner of the mouth of the head of the Jiang family, and Tu Tian's Twelve Dutian Gods and Evils Banner moved without wind, and the magic patterns moved to the surface of his body like a living thing.

Unconsciously, cold sweat began to seep out of the foreheads of the eight powerful men, and fear appeared in their eyes. At their level, the most fearful thing was death. Faintly, even as strong as they were, they began to regret coming here, regretting that they had mistakenly entered this dead end in search of immortal fate.

"Dead, all dead..." The old madman was mad, looking at the skeleton hand in front of the gate of the fairy palace, mumbling in a mysterious way. His body began to glow, and golden runes flowed out from his body, outlining a huge seal array in the void.

"What on earth is that skull? Is it alive?"

"What is its origin? What is the relationship between it and this Bronze Immortal Palace? Even these ferocious ancient creatures are bowing down to it!"

"Those powerful men have no power to resist? Are we really going to die here today, and become wax corpses like those powerful men who entered the Immortal Palace three thousand years ago?"

……

The monks who collapsed in the mountains stared in horror at the half-skeletal hand exposed outside the gate of the Immortal Palace, their faces pale with fear. Their bodies began to rot, and black spots appeared on the surface of their skin, and each spot was absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

Above the purple sea of ​​clouds, as the white light approached, several powerful ancient creatures quickly left the sea of ​​clouds. The descendants of Qiongqi turned into a green shadow and escaped into the clouds. The joints of the corpse-reincarnated immortal's skeleton oozed black mucus, outlining an escape route in the void. The strings of the white-clothed woman in the clouds broke, and the blood flowing from her fingertips condensed into blood crystals in the air, paving a bloody road.

"In the end, it seems that we came from the Northern Territory with extreme weapons to die."

Tu Tian and Jiang Yi smiled at each other, with a hint of self-mockery in their words. Not only them, but also the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the Patriarch of the Jiang Family, the Peacock King and other powerful people shook their heads helplessly. Obviously, they did not expect such a result in the end.

However, just as a chill was rising behind these powerful men, and as they watched the thousand-foot-long white light falling and waited unwillingly for death to come and disappear, the sound of thunder rumbled in their ears.

At the moment when the ten thousand feet of white light bombarded them, a huge fist made of black and purple thunder suddenly appeared from the void and bombarded the ten thousand feet of light from bottom to top. Countless golden lines appeared on the surface of the giant fist, and each line exuded the breath of an ancient seal.

Boom!

With a thunderous bang, the collided void exploded into a gap thousands of feet high, and countless space fragments fell like heavy rain until they disappeared into nothingness. After the loud bang, there was a dead silence between heaven and earth, and everything was silent. The clouds were flattened by the shock wave, revealing a bottomless void crack, and the wails of countless wronged souls could be heard from the crack.

Almost instantly, the Holy Lord Yaoguang, the Patriarch of the Jiang Family, Tu Tian and others in the purple sea of ​​clouds regained control of their bodies. After they came to their senses, they quickly moved away from the surging purple sea of ​​clouds with their weapons in hand without any hesitation.

After the eight people chose a place in the void to stabilize their bodies, they all looked at Jiang Han, who had an indifferent expression and his hands behind his back. They were absolutely sure that the previous thunder fist was made by this old ancestor Hongjun, who pulled them back from the brink of death. Immediately, even the Holy Lord Yaoguang couldn't help but clasp his fists towards Jiang Han to express his gratitude.

Ever since the ancient creatures emerged from the Bronze Immortal Palace, the forces that were originally diametrically opposed to each other have unexpectedly united together, as if they were inexplicably tied to the same boat.

"Your opponent is me."

Suddenly, an extremely calm voice came out of Jiang Han's mouth. The voice was not loud, but it resounded in the minds of everyone present. His robe moved without wind, and a circle of black and purple lightning surrounded his body, forming a thunder area with a diameter of a thousand feet. In the thunder area, each lightning was purifying the black fog, and countless golden lines appeared on the surface of the thunder area, and each line was emitting the breath of an ancient seal.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Han did it deliberately, under this aura, the performance of the human and demon races was still okay, but those ancient creatures were trembling, and emitting terrified beast roars from time to time, as if they were calling for help to the existence in the bronze fairy palace.

slam-la-

The existence in the Bronze Immortal Palace responded. The half of the skeleton hand exposed outside the Immortal Palace door trembled slightly, and layers of white light spread, selectively wrapping around the surface of the ancient creature. Wherever the white light passed, the ancient creature's injuries recovered quickly, their eyes turned red, and they let out crazy roars.

Hoo, ho, ho!

In an instant, these ancient creatures that were previously suppressed by Jiang Han's aura seemed to have regained their lives, roaring and killing the monks again. The bronze scales of the descendants of Qiongqi grew again, and black mucus oozed from the joints of the skeleton of the corpse immortal, outlining an attack route in the void. The strings of the white-clothed woman in the clouds condensed again, and the blood that flowed from her fingertips condensed into blood crystals in the air, paving a bloody road.

"kill!"

Perhaps it was because of Jiang Han's protection that the pressure from the Bronze Immortal Palace that the human cultivators and demon clan masters had originally endured suddenly disappeared. Under the leadership of eight powerful masters, they attacked the ancient creatures with great momentum. The dragon-patterned tripod of the Yaoguang Saint Lord once again roared, the flame of the Hengyu Divine Furnace of the Jiang Family Master was strong again, and the devouring power of Tu Tian's Heaven-Devouring Demon Pot was restored. (End of this chapter)