I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 279 Fu Tingjun Enters the World

This dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, carrying an unimaginable and intense pressure.

He Chongjing's expression changed.

The sea of ​​clouds in the distance, which had been dyed red by the Fire Sect Master's divine power, suddenly dimmed.

Lin Hu and his White Tiger Army, who were on their way to this snow mountain, suddenly stopped breathing.

The oppressive force of this dragon's roar swept across an area of ​​dozens of miles.

"A real dragon?"

He Chongjing's aura circulated, and Tianque suddenly leaped out from behind him. Immediately afterwards, another divine figure holding a bow appeared and together with him drew his bow and nocked an arrow!
At this moment, the person closest to Chen Zhian was none other than Liu Wuqi!

In an instant, Liu Wuqi's divine essence flowed, and a scroll of books appeared behind him, brimming with vitality and circulating true energy.

This is none other than Liu Wuqi's most famous treasure—the Scroll of Righteousness of Tianshan!

This scroll of extraordinary treasure was drawn by his own hand and then blessed by the holy words of the Li family patriarch, thus transforming into a true first-grade profound treasure.

This is also Liu Wuqi's greatest asset.

At this moment, as the Scroll of Righteousness of Tianshan hangs in the air, each character shines brightly, as if carrying the true words of Confucianism!

The leader of the Fire Sect has finally revealed his presence!

In an instant, the sea of ​​clouds in the distance was burned away, and in the very center of that sea of ​​clouds, a powerful figure dressed in a bright red robe, wearing a tall red crown and a mask on his face, spread his arms wide, his sleeves fluttering, and heavenly fire suddenly appeared!

When the true dragon roared, even the three powerful Heavenly Realm experts had no choice but to take action.

This was because the roar contained an incomparably powerful primordial spirit, with waves of dragon might.

An unimaginable, profound and magnificent aura emanated from it.

He Chongjing, Liu Wuqi, and the Fire Sect Master had no choice but to take action, fearing that there might truly be a peerless dragon lurking nearby!

Chen Zhian watched coldly, while not far away, the righteous energy of Tianshan swept out and shone brightly. Several characters seemed to take real form and actually pressed straight down on Chen Zhian.

Chen Zhian remained unmoved, the Jade-like Chariot still hovering high in the sky, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

Liu Wuqi snorted coldly, put his hands behind his back, and stepped forward!

"Chen Zhian, what kind of rare and precious treasure have you obtained that makes you so confident?"

"Your talent is exceptional, but unfortunately your cultivation is still weak. Even if you possess some supreme treasure, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill us!"

The righteous energy of Tianshan above Liu Wuqi's head moved without wind, and the two characters, carrying a chilling killing intent, pressed down, seemingly testing Chen Zhian and probing the source of the true dragon's roar.

Chen Zhian's smile remained unchanged.

In his mind, the Jade Capital map in the heavens had already unfolded.

Qiu Yuanzi's primordial spirit had already flown out of Guanghan Tower and landed in Wuju Tower.

The Wuju Tower had already begun to radiate a mysterious light, its towering structure and the bridge on its roof that stretched into the void becoming increasingly solid!

The spirit of Fu Tingjun in Baiyujing has already disappeared without a trace!

The next moment.

The sea of ​​clouds atop the snow-capped mountain seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, and layers upon layers of dragon energy seeped out from the void.

A dragon-shaped phantom that stretched across the sky and earth leaped out from the sea of ​​clouds, its scales reflecting light!
Roar!
Roar! ...
The dragon's roar resounded once more, echoing through the heavens.

The illusory figures that were originally in the sea of ​​clouds also became completely solid at this moment.

"Real dragon!"

He Chongjing muttered to himself.

The two characters that Liu Wuqi's "Song of Righteousness of Tianshan" sent out were completely shattered by the majesty emanating from that terrifying dragon roar!
The surrounding world was completely enveloped by a ghostly blue light!
He Chongjing suddenly looked up.

But all that could be seen was a real dragon, hundreds of feet long, coiled in the sky!

This dragon has a long and majestic body, and its scales shimmer with purple light, like layers of gemstones stacked on top of each other. Against the backdrop of the sea, it appears even more mysterious and profound!

His body was coiled up, his dragon whiskers fluttering in the clouds, carrying wisps of dragon energy and also faint flashes of lightning and fire.

Liu Wuqi's mouth was open, his breath trembling.

He was startled to realize that the righteous energy scroll of Tianshan above his head seemed to be locked by some mysterious force and was also trembling constantly.

Then he looked up at the real dragon that suddenly appeared in the sky.

The enormous dragon eyes opened slightly, the light within them flickering like dancing flames…

This is not scary.

What's truly terrifying is that... at this moment, a pair of eyes are staring right at him.

The dragon's eyes were utterly indifferent... as if he were looking at a reptile.

"What kind of dragon is this? How can it be so powerful?"

Such thoughts flashed through Liu Wuqi's mind.

But before he could finish his thought, Fu Tingjun's long, slender neck suddenly rose up!
A wisp of blue light condensed in his throat, which he then exhaled.

It's the dragon's roar again!

This time, however, the already terrifying dragon roar almost materialized into tangible blue-green ripples.

Liu Wuqi suddenly opened his eyes, but the Heavenly Mountain Righteous Qi Scroll above his head had not yet emitted any light.

The treasure containing the true words of Confucianism in this volume trembled even more violently!

The true essence flowing from Liu Wuqi's body, as well as the divine image behind him that had not yet been formed, shattered inch by inch amidst the dragon's roar.

The azure dragon energy was like a storm, sweeping across the sea of ​​clouds, across the void, and across the void where Liu Wuqi was.

Liu Wuqi was suddenly startled. His primordial spirit opened up, and it seemed that several treasures were about to fly out from within!

But it all seemed too late!

The azure dragon energy was like a series of long swords and spears, easily piercing through Liu Wuqi's true essence, piercing through his body, causing his celestial palace to collapse, and leaving his primordial spirit riddled with holes!

"My primordial spirit..." Liu Wuqi bled from all seven orifices and staggered backward!

He looked dazed and raised his eyes to gaze into the distance!

But Chen Zhian remained seated atop the magnificent carriage, looking down at him from above...

He remained calm, seemingly without the slightest surprise at his death.

At this moment, a great fire finally broke out in the distance.

Another sound of a bow being drawn could be heard!

As Liu Wuqi's divine energy dissipated, he finally saw He Chongjing drawing his bow like a crescent moon, already aimed at Chen Zhian!

He Chongjing's expression was solemn, his eyes showing a hint of emotion, and his bow was held as straight as a full moon!

At this moment, the prefect of Cangding Prefecture and a powerful member of the He family finally realized that what Chen Zhian had just said was not just wishful thinking.

He actually... was hiding a real dragon!
"What exactly is the cultivation level of this true dragon? There was no spiritual energy flowing through its body, yet it was able to kill Liu Wuqi with ease!"

The Heavenly Realm roars and annihilates!

He Chongjing, who was always confident that he could remain calm even if mountains collapsed in front of him, felt his heart pounding like a drum!

The celestial phenomena behind him were incredibly solid.

The surging true energy flowed like a tide, wave after wave!
An unimaginable first-class divine power condensed within his longbow, and a divine figure holding the bow radiated golden light.

He has used all his strength and revealed all his hidden abilities!

The Hidden Cauldron Bow exuded a powerful aura, and the arrow formed from its true essence shone brightly!

The light on the Hidden Cauldron Bow resonated with He Chongjing's primordial spirit and divine form, and then converged in one place!
An ancient cauldron phantom appeared on the body of the Hidden Cauldron Bow. "Suppress!"

He Chongjing shouted!
The He family has guarded Cangdingzhou for generations, and this archery technique is based on the spirit of suppressing mountains and rivers.

As He Chongjing fired his arrow, it instantly transformed into a giant bronze cauldron that shot through the air.

Chen Zhian's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but look more closely.

"This is a truly great divine power!"

Great supernatural power! Even surpassing the first-grade supernatural power.

When the arrow was shot, the earth's veins resonated, and the mountains trembled.

As the ancient cauldron pressed down, a strange change occurred in the area shrouded in its phantom image!

Everything around him seemed to become a hundred times heavier, and Chen Zhian keenly sensed that his own body also seemed a hundred times heavier, with his internal organs and even blood flow slowing down considerably.

Then... when the ancient cauldron arrow touched the true dragon in the void, the cauldron shattered and the mountains and rivers collapsed!
An unimaginable tremor tore the heavens and earth apart!
The Fire-Clearing Sect Master, dressed in a red robe, entered and exited from a distance, displaying similar prowess.

With his wide sleeves fluttering, he summoned the sect's treasure, the [Eight Desolate Fire Mirror], and soared out.

Suddenly, it was as if fire flowed from the heavens, covering an area of ​​ten miles.

This treasure is too mysterious. The true essence of the ten-mile fire domain surged and burned, and ten fire puppets were born within it!
Ten fiery puppets formed an array and charged forward. Wherever they passed, the snow melted, the rocks turned red, the rivers steamed, and they surged toward the true dragon in the sky!

The two Heavenly Palaces seemed to be making a desperate gamble, unleashing their full power!

"Before reaching the pinnacle of creation, one is not invincible!"

Congratulations, Chongjing! The imperial palace resounds!
"kill!"

The Fire Sect Master observed this with indifference.

The ancient cauldron arrows and the ten fire domain puppets simultaneously bombarded the true dragon body transformed from Fu Tingjun's primordial spirit, causing a deafening roar to erupt between heaven and earth.

However, as the dragon swayed its body, the purple light flowing on its scales suddenly solidified, transforming into a barrier of lightning.

The moment the arrows and flames struck the barrier, the lightning barrier shattered instantly, and the true dragon also collapsed, sending countless lightning snakes soaring wildly.

"it is good!"

He Chongjing and the Fire Sect Master's eyes flickered slightly, and their true essence surged forth.

Just as the two were about to press on, the lightning snakes merged into one again, transforming into a true dragon once more!
"How could this be?!" He Chongjing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he almost dropped the Hidden Cauldron Bow.

His great supernatural powers, cultivated for a hundred years, were easily neutralized by this true dragon.

The expression on the face beneath the Fire Sect Master's mask also changed drastically.

He gritted his teeth and made a hand seal, causing the Eight Desolate Fire Mirror to spin wildly, attempting to recall the Fire Domain Puppet.

But the true dragon glanced at it, and with a swift movement of its claws, pressed down in mid-air—

"Crack!"

The ten puppets shattered simultaneously, turning into countless sparks that dissipated into nothingness. The Fire Mirror itself let out a mournful cry and plummeted from the sky!
"Pfft!" The Fire Sect Master coughed up blood from the backlash and staggered backward. He looked up at the true dragon, fear finally appearing in his eyes: "This...this is no ordinary dragon! It has touched the threshold of creation!"

Chen Zhian stood on the carriage, a slight smile playing on his lips, but he was equally surprised.

This Prince Fu Ting seems to be far stronger than he imagined.

But then he thought about it again and realized it wasn't surprising.

Fu Tingjun was nearly killed by Wu Leijun, and his dragon energy was depleted, but in essence he was still the Fu Feng True Dragon who once competed with the Crown Prince of Da Qian!

Even though he was severely injured at this moment, leaving only his primordial spirit...

Even this primordial spirit is not comparable to that of ordinary celestial palaces.

"Prefect He," Chen Zhian suddenly spoke, "you just asked me why I didn't give the aristocratic families a way out? I don't want to lecture you with grand principles, so I'll tell you now—"

He raised his hand and pointed at the White Tiger Army rushing towards him in the distance, "Those who kill me, I will repay with slaughter!"

Before he finished speaking, a thought flashed through his mind, and Fu Tingjun suddenly swooped down!
The enormous dragon body swept across the clouds, stirring up a hurricane-like surge of true energy.

In a short time, he had already flown dozens of miles!

It unleashed an incomparably terrifying aura, brought forth rolling thunder, and surged with immense true energy!

【Fufeng Dragon's Breath】!
A powerful divine ability erupted.

Fu Tingjun unleashed a thunderous dragon breath, and in an instant, the world was enveloped in a blue thunderous storm.

Lin Hu's White Tiger Army battle formation erupted with brilliance, battle flags fluttered, and the White Tiger Army formation was fierce and unparalleled!

An unimaginable aura burst forth from these five thousand Xuan soldiers.

Lin Hu sat upright on his horse, leading five thousand Xuan soldiers to wield their swords and spears in unison!
The battle formation suddenly erupted with blinding blood light!
The white tiger battle flag above the army fluttered in the wind, and a white tiger phantom materialized, with fangs like halberds and claws treading on blood-red clouds, pouncing towards Fu Tingjun.

Lin Hu stood on the chariot, and as he waved the command flag in his hand, the blood energy and true essence of five thousand Xuan soldiers merged into one, actually weaving a blood-red net in the void—this was the White Tiger Devouring Heaven Formation, which had once killed two Heavenly Demon Kings!
The power of this battle formation is evident!
A thousand earth soldiers and four thousand black soldiers gathered in battle formation, their power was immense!
Despite witnessing Fu Tingjun's power, Lin Hu still charged ahead, and the morale of the White Tiger Army remained high!

"Lock!"

Until another roar exploded from the clouds.

Fu Tingjun's true dragon body is united in the air!
As the wind blew, nine chains of true essence emerged from the dragon's body in the void, each chain head carved with a dragon's head, fiercely biting the limbs of the white tiger's phantom.

The white tiger phantom roared and struggled, while the five thousand Xuan soldiers showed signs of difficulty.

But then Fu Tingjun's body shone brightly, and the chains tightened suddenly, tearing spiderweb-like cracks into the battle formation's blood energy and true essence!
Lin Hu's expression changed drastically, and the command flag in his hand snapped with a "crack".

Just as he was about to beat the drum, a warning suddenly arose in his mind—

He looked up and gazed intently at the distant snow-capped mountain peak.

But see...

Chen Zhian had already stood on the carriage shaft at some point, the Chu Emperor's bow drawn to its fullest extent, the bowstring wrapped with true energy of purple, yellow and cyan, and the arrowhead crackling with the azure lightning of the Thunderfire Sword Scripture.

"die!"

With a light shout, the arrow left the bowstring and transformed into lightning in mid-air!

Thunder spewed forth the Azure Goat Profound Qi, unleashed the Yellow Mansion Divine Light, wrapped in Purple Clarity Radiance, and revealed billowing smoke and flames!
Lin Hu looked closely and was surprised to find...

This arrow was not formed from Chen Zhian's true essence, but from the Jade Token Sword!
Lin Hu hastily summoned the White Tiger Military Talisman, intending to reorganize his five thousand Xuan soldiers.

But at that very moment, Fu Tingjun's terrifying dragon body unleashed lightning once more. The lightning swept across like a tornado or vortex, causing the aura of the five thousand Xuan soldiers to falter and collapse like waves of wheat!

Chen Zhian's jade token sword was shot out by the Chu Emperor's bow, and with a soft "hiss," the White Tiger military token was enveloped and crushed by lightning.

The arrow continued its momentum, instantly piercing Lin Hu's forehead and the top of his head. The aftershock blasted the two hundred Xuan soldiers behind him into a bloody mist!
The White Tiger Battle Formation collapsed with a deafening roar!

He Chongjing's eyes widened in fury, and he drew his bowstring taut once more. But before the bowstring could even vibrate, Chen Zhian had already drawn his sword, the Tiger Soul Blade carrying the light of nine patrolling blades, piercing through his chest!
He Chongjing was already injured, and now, faced with such a surge of sword light, he had no choice but to circulate his true energy and retreat hastily, landing on the ground.

He turned his head with difficulty, only to find Chen Zhian standing behind him at some point, the Tiger Soul Blade flashing its cold light once more—

"laugh!"

His head flew off, and his primordial spirit was shredded by the sword intent!
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Fire Sect Master transformed into flames and tried to escape.

However, the injuries that Fu Tingjun had just inflicted on him were too severe, and he had lost almost all of his strength!

When Chen Zhian returned to the Bi Ning chariot and rode the chariot, he hovered in the air.

The Fire Sect Master looked up in astonishment.

But on the chariot, Chen Zhian had already drawn his bow and nocked an arrow once more.

This time, true essence was condensed into an arrow, and the Chu Emperor's Bow was silently fired. A bolt of lightning flashed and pierced his brow!

The first day of the twenty-fourth year of the Dazhi era.

Prince Fu Ting has entered the world!
In a short time, all three Heavenly Emperors perished, and a general died!

(End of this chapter)