Huangxiu

Chapter 1263 Binding the Dragon
Relying on intuition, he barely avoided the attack of the seven-colored beam of light.

But they barely managed to avoid it.

Next time, we might not be able to avoid it.

Therefore, it is not advisable for this to happen again.

What exactly are these seven-colored beams of light?
Is it the power emanating from the Undying Evil Lord himself in the Dreamland?

He flashed into the courtyard and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back.

Zhu Lingyun, Chu Liezhao, and Leng Tieya all began to think about this issue.

How exactly can we stop the power of Youmengtian from descending?
Numerous flashes of inspiration rushed through my mind, only to be quickly dismissed one by one.

All the martial arts techniques in my memory flashed by one by one, only to be discarded one by one.

Place the Dragon Bell over the head of the Undying Evil Lord to block the seven-colored beam of light.

Can the Dragon Bell withstand the power of this seven-colored beam of light?

If I could truly stop it, my intuition wouldn't be giving me such a strong warning.

His intuition told him that the Dragon Soaring Bell was not very effective; it was a unique secret technique and power that the Dragon Soaring Bell could not withstand.

……

Countless thoughts arose and then vanished, until finally, he caught a glimpse of inspiration: the Dragon Binding Rope.

The Dragon-Binding Rope is a miraculous skill of the ancient Dragon-Subduing Sect, which also has a lineage in the Outer Heavens.

The Dragon-Binding Rope has always been used internally, but it can also be used externally.

However, the Dragon Binding Rope is somewhat useless if it is not used internally.

To subdue or trap someone, there's no need for such trouble; simply sealing their acupoints is sufficient.

Ordinary dragon-binding ropes would have little effect on this seven-colored light.

But what about meritorious deeds?

He smiled.

In the past, he was willing but powerless, only able to vaguely see the golden light of merit and could only carry it away in simple ways.

Not so now.

In our current view, merit is like water, which can be easily circulated and transported, just like manipulating true essence.

With a thought, the light of merit from the Demon-Subduing Divine Palace entered his body and circulated along the route of the Dragon-Binding Rope within his meridians.

After entering the meridians, the golden light rapidly changed.

Its exterior is golden, but in his eyes it is like a pool of autumn water.

Under the light of the inner mirror, this pool of autumn water underwent a strange change, and a peculiar pattern vaguely appeared.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Is this the core of the Dragon Binding Rope?
These strange patterns are not divine script; otherwise, I would have discovered their mystery long ago.

In that case...

As soon as he had another thought, the golden light within the Demon-Subduing Palace began to change.

It slowly formed a strange pattern.

He carefully compared the two and found almost no difference, which meant that their effects were essentially the same.

Immediately, several clusters of golden light of merit condensed into the Dragon-Binding Rope.

The twelve Merit Dragon-Binding Ropes that formed within his body, plus those formed in the Demon-Subduing Divine Palace, totaled one.

The next moment, he disappeared from the courtyard again and appeared in a cave.

The cave a mile away from the statue of the Immortal Evil Lord felt like it was right next to him.

Goosebumps rose, and a chill shot up my spine, threatening to freeze me solid.

He vanished without a trace the next moment.

At the same time, the twelve dragon-binding ropes formed from the power of merit had already landed on the seven-colored pillar of light.

The twelve dragon-binding ropes landed at different locations on the seven-colored pillar of light almost simultaneously.

From low to high, the mounds are approximately three meters apart, reaching heights of over thirty meters.

The next moment, the seven-colored light condensed into a small sword, instantly appearing where Chu Zhiyuan had been.

"Pop!" Numerous small pits had appeared where Chu Zhiyuan was standing.

Seven-colored light flowed within these small pits, condensing and not dissipating.

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this situation through the Zhu Lingyun Cave.

Fortunately, although the seven-colored light was powerful, it could not directly reach Zhu Lingyun through itself.

The ability to create clones is indeed wondrous; outsiders cannot sense the original entity.

In the perception of the outside world, Zhu Lingyun is an independent and complete soul, not like a puppet without the strings behind it.

At the same time, Zhu Lingyun noticed that the seven-colored pillar of light was bound by twelve rings and instantly dimmed.

The seven-colored beam of light began to flicker, as if struggling, but the twelve rings also brightened up, as if they had turned into twelve golden rings.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately perked up.

As the light shone into the cave, the golden light emanating from the statue of the Undying Evil Lord beneath the seven-colored pillar of light intensified.

It has clearly been affected.

This shows that the method is effective.

The twelve golden halos did not fade with the flickering of the seven-colored pillar of light; they remained firmly encircling it, causing it to dim.

Inside the Demon-Subduing Divine Palace, twelve more Dragon-Binding Ropes, formed from accumulated merit, appeared. The next moment, he vanished from his spot again and reappeared in another cave.

It then disappeared, flashed, and flashed again, changing its position several times.

The seven-colored light no longer condensed into small swords to attack, but the sense of danger was even stronger.

He kept changing positions.

Meanwhile, the other twelve dragon-binding ropes once again encircled the seven-colored pillar of light.

Its position is the same as the previous twelve dragon-binding ropes, which means that two ropes have been added to each place.

Try not to break it.

He changed his form several times before appearing in a small courtyard inside the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

"Boom!"

An explosion resounded in the void.

Suddenly, a fierce wind howled above the Imperial Ancestral Temple, blowing large swaths of dark clouds into the void above it.

Almost instantly, thick, dark clouds formed, with cumulus clouds reaching hundreds of meters in height.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

……

Streaks of purple lightning flashed among the dark clouds, tearing the sky open with gaps.

The skilled monks and priests in the Imperial Ancestral Temple all came out of their rooms and looked up.

Chu Zhiyuan huddled in a small courtyard, looking up at the sky.

The hair on my body had stopped standing on end, and the chill had subsided.

Unexpectedly, the Imperial Ancestral Temple became his best place of refuge.

If the ancestral temple still doesn't work, he plans to go to Zhenxieyuan.

If Zhenxie Abyss doesn't work, then go to Tianjian Peak. If Tianjian Peak still doesn't work, then go to Phoenix Secret Land.

The Phoenix Secret Realm has profound resources and should be able to withstand this danger.

If the Phoenix Secret Realm doesn't work, then we can only go to the Outer Heavens, to the Xuan Yin Palace, or to the Demon Realm of the Outer Heavens.

The demon realm excels at mental magic and possesses special treasures that might be able to withstand it.

"Rumble..."

Thunder roared and lightning flashed.

The wind howled, making the banners at the Imperial Ancestral Temple flutter wildly.

Several highly skilled worshippers floated onto the altar and took their positions.

Several other experts gracefully landed on the stone beasts on the roof ridge and took up special positions.

A soft, radiant light slowly emerged from within a grand hall, spreading into the void, growing thinner and thinner, drifting upwards like a veil.

Where the soft light passed, the gale vanished and the dark clouds quickly dispersed.

The purple lightning and thunder also disappeared.

Almost in the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.

The scene that had just unfolded seemed like an illusion, leaving the city's inhabitants in awe.

It's impossible for so many of them to be hallucinating; what just happened wasn't a hallucination.

"Is it at the Imperial Ancestral Temple?"

"Yes, it's the Imperial Ancestral Temple."

"As expected of the Imperial Ancestral Temple, it's truly miraculous!"

"This can dispel dark clouds and control thunder; it's truly powerful!"

"It's a pity we can't go inside the Imperial Ancestral Temple to see it."

"How dare ordinary people like us set foot in the Imperial Ancestral Temple? The further away it is, the better!"

"Such a strange phenomenon, has something unusual happened?"

"It's hard to say."

……

Chu Zhiyuan, huddled in the small courtyard, could also see the discussions of the people around him.

Judging from their expressions, they didn't seem to find anything unusual and readily accepted the strange phenomenon that appeared in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

However, the experts inside the Imperial Ancestral Temple began to move around, exploring the anomaly they had witnessed earlier.

He vanished in a flash, and the next moment he appeared on a mountaintop.

A gentle breeze caressed his clothes and face, bringing a cool and refreshing feeling.

He smiled.

The threat has been eliminated.

Judging from Zhu Lingyun's situation, the seven-colored pillar of light had dimmed considerably.

The golden light between the eyebrows of the Undying Evil Lord statue also dimmed.

The feeling he had for it was no longer as dangerous.

(End of this chapter)