Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 157, pp. 172-173: The Joint Slaughter of Zhong Kui, the Bloody Battle of Dragon Pool, and the Emperor's Last Echo (Two Chapters Combined, Please Subscribe)

Linlang Peak.

Under the continuous empowerment and transmission of skills from the two peak masters, Zhao Wuji's spiritual energy surged, and his meridians bulged like a rushing river.

The elixir within his dantian shone brightly, almost unable to withstand the violent power.

"Ugh!"

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze flashing with a mixture of ice and fire.

A long howl reverberated throughout the room.

"boom!"

The red and white ribbons binding his body shattered instantly, turning into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

Yan Lan and Hua Qingshuang simultaneously withdrew their hands, sat down on the Yan Yang Terrace and the warm jade couch, and retreated. Their spiritual pressure had not yet completely subsided when they saw Zhao Wuji's aura surging.

His cultivation level, which was at the ninth level of Qi Induction, actually surged to the middle level after the initiation ceremony.

"Good lad, he actually absorbed all the spiritual energy we combined to infuse into him! At least it wasn't wasted."

Yan Lan raised her red lips slightly, brushed her fingertips through the hair that had been shaken loose, and a hint of appreciation flashed in her eyes as she slowly put on her robe.

Hua Qingshuang nodded slightly, put on her robe, and her usually cold voice carried a rare hint of emotion: "Wuji, you now truly possess the qualities of a peak master."

Unfortunately, all the resources were used up this time as well.

In this degenerate age, even in the secret realm of Tiannan, it's unknown when another Yin-Yang Twin Lotus will be able to flourish.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, suppressing the surging spiritual power within his body. He sensed that the immortal cultivation level displayed in the Yin-Yang Pearl of his consciousness had reached the ninth level of Qi Induction (321/600).

He immediately raised his hand in a bow and said, "Thank you, Senior Uncle and Peak Master, for your kindness!"

He quickly straightened his disheveled robes, and the bursts of icy and fiery spiritual energy gradually subsided.

Outside the door, the steward who came to report was listening intently to the faint sounds of panting and rustling clothes inside the hall.

Suddenly, a chilling pressure emanated from the crack in the door.

The palace doors burst open with a roar, and the spiritual pressure of intertwined ice and fire swept out like a tidal wave. The elders outside the doors were caught off guard and cried out in surprise, being thrown back three steps.

Yan Lan's fiery red robes fluttered in the wind, a gold hairpin dangling from her hair, and her eyes still held a lingering intense aura.

Hua Qingshuang, dressed in snow-white robes, was surrounded by a chilling mist and spiritual aura. Her gaze, sharp as a blade, swept over the steward: "Explain clearly, what unusual activity has occurred in the secret chamber of the imperial city?"

The steward hurriedly bowed his head: "Reporting to the Cave Master! The disciples of the Array Hall forcibly blasted open the stone door of that secret chamber with the array-breaking talisman, only to find that dragon energy was surging inside, and bloodstains at the bottom of the pool were still wet. Zhong Kui of Zhong Cave is that traitor."
It seems they used dragon marrow to heal their injuries before hastily fleeing, and their whereabouts are now unknown!

Zhao Wuji stepped out of the house at this moment, his spiritual power surging beneath his purple robe. He asked in a doubtful voice, "Old Ghost Zhong isn't a member of the royal family, so how could he recover from his injuries by borrowing dragon energy and dragon marrow?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and he suddenly remembered that when Zhong Kui's true form transformed into a blood dragon and fled in the battlefield outside the secret realm, there seemed to be a faint dragon aura emanating from his body.

Yan Lan's eyes flashed sharply, "This old ghost has been the cave master for a hundred years. He has many tricks up his sleeve, but his aptitude is lacking. He hasn't broken through to the late stage of the Condensation Realm in the past hundred years."

She clenched her fist suddenly. "Damn it, he got away again."

Zhao Wuji pondered, "If he needs dragon energy to recover, I'm afraid he will go to another place, and there is someone who may be in danger."

"You mean?" Yan Lan stood barefoot on the ground, her fiery red robes fluttering even without wind: "The Emperor of Xuan Kingdom, the Dragon Spirit Cave?"

"Go to the Hall of Spirit Monitoring, and you'll know immediately!" Hua Qingshuang coldly flicked her sleeve.

Yan Lan immediately understood, and her eyes turned cold.

The three of them quickly flew away.

Inside the Spirit Monitoring Hall, the dragon patterns on the Spirit Monitoring Compass trembled violently.

Eighteen strands of crimson-gold dragon energy twisted and struggled like living things at one location on the compass.

The disciples on duty stared at the gradually dimming dragon aura on the plate, cold sweat beading on their foreheads, but dared not move an inch.

Elder Qian, the head of the Spirit Monitoring Hall, stood guard behind him, not allowing any disciple to make any rash moves or communicate with the outside world.

"You all keep an eye on Zhong Dongzhu's condition and do not make any rash moves."

Elder Qian's sinister voice came from the shadows, "Our Spirit Monitoring Hall has always been Zhong Dongzhu's direct confidants. Now that those two audacious individuals have plotted to usurp the throne, the others can surrender."

"Our Spirit Monitoring Hall cannot surrender, otherwise the spiritual veins of the grotto-heaven will fall into the hands of others, and the grotto-heaven will be finished! Our lives will also be miserable; we will be purged!"

"Yes Yes"

Several disciples responded with bobbing Adam's apples.

"Once Master Zhong recovers from his injuries and returns to the sect, we can reclaim our position."

Before Elder Qian could finish speaking, the array patterns outside the hall suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, and the array shattered abruptly.

Three figures broke through the restrictions and rushed in, their intense pressure sweeping across the entire area like a landslide or tsunami.

"Elder Qian! Why is there such a tight protective array at the entrance!?"

Yan Lan shattered the jade floor tiles with her bare feet, and the fiery patterns on her soles instantly spread to the palace pillars.

Hua Qingshuang glanced at the spirit-monitoring compasses in front of the several terrified disciples.

His gaze immediately fell on the eighteen dragon shadows that were gradually dimming, and his phoenix eyes hardened: "The dragon vein is depleted, and strange things are happening in the Dragon Spirit Cave. How dare you conceal this and not report it?"

"Master of the Flower Cave!"

Elder Qian, pale under the oppressive aura of a Concentrated Spirit Realm cultivator, gritted his teeth and said in a trembling voice, "This is an internal matter of my Spirit Monitoring Hall. The loss of dragon energy is normal and will not last long."

"You bastard!" Yan Lan laughed in fury, her gold hairpin exploding into a shower of sparks. "You old fool, you're asking for death!"

She suddenly raised her hand and made a hand seal, and a crimson-gold fire ring instantly wrapped around Elder Qian's neck.

The moment the five fingers closed, Elder Qian's protective aura tore apart like thin paper, and his eighth-level Qi Refining cultivation was like an infant in front of the enraged Yan Lan.

All that could be seen was a flash of fire, followed by intense heat filling the room.

A foul odor wafted through the air, and Elder Qian's body had already turned into wisps of smoke within the blazing sun wheel; not even a trace of his remains remained.

"And you guys?"

Yan Lan glanced at the disciples who were silent as cicadas in winter.

"Master Yan, please understand! We were forced into this situation; we are innocent!"

Suddenly, a disciple noticed a wet patch seeping from his crotch, the foul-smelling liquid trickling down his leg, causing him to lose control of his bladder in fright.

"Senior Sister." Hua Qingshuang shook her head slightly at the furious Yan Lan.

Zhao Wuji suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the Spirit Monitoring Compass to examine it, and his pupils shrank sharply: "Something's not right! Zhong Kui doesn't seem to be extracting dragon marrow and dragon energy."

But the compass readings showed that deep within the golden dragon mist, there were wisps of black energy mixed in, and at the point where the dragon vein's reverse scales had been extracted, specks of eerie green ghost fire seemed to be awakening.

"Could it be that stone dragon that should have already died?" Zhao Wuji and Yan Lan exchanged a glance, both seeing the solemnity in each other's eyes.

I thought of the scene I had seen inside the Dragon Spirit Grotto.

At that time, Zhao Wuji had secretly buried the prototype of the sword formation on that dragon-locking pillar.

Yan Lan's eyes changed slightly, and she turned to look at Hua Qingshuang, "Junior sister, this old ghost Zhong might have a backup plan. We shouldn't delay, let's go and kill this old ghost right now!"

Hua Qingshuang unfurled a white silk ribbon from her sleeve, her icy eyes sharp as blades: "Go."

Without hesitation, Zhao Wuji sent the Frost Flying Sword flying out of his sleeve and hovering in front of him, but Hua Qingshuang stopped him.

"Wuji, the cave must not be empty and without a master. You should stay in the cave and take charge of the mountain-protecting formation. Only then will your master and I feel at ease!"

Zhao Wuji was taken aback upon hearing this, and before he could say anything, he was stunned.

Hua Qingshuang's Frost Flying Sword in her sleeve had suddenly transformed into an ice rainbow, enveloping her figure as she flew out of the Spirit Control Hall and soared into the sky, her attitude leaving no room for doubt.

"Junior nephew, let's leave battles between cultivators at the Condensation Realm to them."

Yan Lan chuckled lightly, and as she stepped barefoot into the air, fiery lotuses bloomed beneath her feet. She turned back and raised an eyebrow at Zhao Wuji, transmitting her thoughts: "Stay in the cave. If your master or your peak master is injured, you can heal us when you return."

After saying that, she quickly vanished into thin air.

Zhao Wuji sighed inwardly, thinking that both peak masters were now at the mid-stage of the Condensation Realm.

That old ghost Zhong was already seriously injured. If his follow-up moves weren't strong, the two peak masters should have been able to take him down.

He grabbed the Spirit Monitoring Compass and said in a deep voice to the disciples around him, "From now on, the Spirit Monitoring Hall will obey my orders! I will take control of the Spirit Monitoring Compass, so get out!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples felt as if they had been granted a pardon and immediately fled from the Hall of Spirit Control.

Just then, Zhao Wuji's spiritual senses stirred, and he felt as if his aura was being locked onto.

"Ok?"

His expression changed slightly, but he remained calm and composed, forming hand seals and using a guiding technique to find the vital energy.

Immediately, a familiar, subtle aura was drawn out from outside the mountain gate, amidst a multitude of other auras.

"Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang!?" Zhao Wuji's heart tightened.

"Junior Nephew Zhao, how have you been?"

A soft, feminine voice, like a venomous snake, burrowed into my ear.

"This old ghost actually came at this time. He's probably here to kill Zhong Kui, but he's here to gather information from me?"

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, his fingertips silently forming a hand seal in his sleeve, using the Dream Marriage Technique to construct a barrier in his sea of ​​consciousness without making a sound.

However, he was still considered a hidden agent of the Supreme Cave Heaven in secret.

He immediately showed a respectful expression, turned around and bowed in the direction of the mountain gate.

"So it's Master Bai who has graced us with his presence. Are you here for that traitor Zhong Kui?"

The other party was a Nascent Soul expert, and by communicating with him through divine sense, he could naturally discern the attitude of this hidden spy.

"Hehehe"

Bai Chengshang's laughter carried a hint of satisfaction, "As expected of the number one spy I've chosen. I've already learned about the current situation of Linlang Cave Heaven through the other spies."

It is truly a cause for celebration that you have been promoted to the position of Xuanji Peak Master and taken charge of Linlang Cave Heaven so quickly. I will certainly give you an important position in the future.

"Now that there are many people and eyes in your mountain gate, come to the cold pool outside the cave and I will bestow upon you a treasure."

After a moment's thought and weighing the pros and cons, Zhao Wuji replied via telepathy, "Master Bai, please wait a moment, this disciple will be there immediately."

After saying that, he quickly sealed the Spirit Monitoring Hall, then with a flick of his sleeve, he transformed into a gentle breeze and swept out of the cave, arriving at a cold pool outside.

Mist swirled around the cold pool.

Bai Chengshang, the master of Wushang Cave, stood on a boulder by the pool in a black Daoist robe. When he saw Zhao Wuji coming on the wind, his eyes flashed with a sharp light: "Good! You've broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining again. It seems that Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan value you highly."

Zhao Wuji clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, his expression showing just the right amount of deference: "It is thanks to the cave master's expending resources to cultivate me that I have achieved what I have today."

"Hahaha!"

Bai Chengshang felt gratified, even though the resources he provided weren't actually that much.

I had planned to invest in this company gradually, but the unexpected turn of events came much faster than I expected.

He was very proud of his move, having accomplished a great deal with a small investment.

"Your sword strike at the exit of the secret realm, which annihilated Old Ghost Zhong's clone, was absolutely brilliant!"

He clapped his hands and chuckled, and a scroll of incomplete map shimmering with an earthy yellow spiritual light suddenly flew out from his sleeve. “The old thief Zhong Kui has escaped with serious injuries, and Hua Qingshuang and the other two have gone to pursue him. Now is the perfect opportunity for you to take control of the Linglang Cave Heaven spiritual vein.”

The fragment of the map floated in front of Zhao Wuji, and it had already been activated. The winding spiritual vein patterns on it were actually faintly in harmony with the natural power of the Linlang Cave.

Bai Chengshang explained, "This diagram is a fragment of the Earth Vein Spirit Pivot Diagram. With this diagram, you can completely control the spiritual veins within the cave."

Now that you are the master of Xuanji Peak, you can take advantage of the mountain-protecting formation to completely control the main spiritual vein.

Zhao Wuji took the incomplete map, pondered for a moment, and nodded. "Don't worry."

Bai Chengshang sneered, "Your safety is absolutely guaranteed. I can't bear to see someone as talented as you get into trouble."

"When Hua Qingshuang, Yan Lan, and Zhong Kui are all severely injured, that will be the time for us to close the net. At that time, everything in this magnificent cave will belong to my supreme cave! Hahahaha!"

He laughed heartily, his eyes fierce, "I have been waiting for this day for many years."

Zhao Wuji feigned congratulations, saying, "This disciple wishes the Cave Master early congratulations on your great achievements and unification of the southern lands."

"very good."

Bai Chengshang nodded in satisfaction. As he turned around, his figure vanished into black mist. His last words echoed by the pool: "I will now pursue Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan and make sure to kill Zhong Kui completely."

If you can achieve new merits at that time, you might be able to take charge of this magnificent grotto-heaven.

Once the other party's aura had completely disappeared, a golden light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. He stroked the incomplete map of the earth veins in his hand, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips: "This old fox actually wanted to take advantage of the situation to control the spiritual veins, clearly fearing a repeat of the fate of Yunfeng Cave Heaven."

In the Dharma-ending Age, spiritual veins are the lifeblood of grotto-heavens, like oases in the desert.

Unfortunately, he wasn't a true mole; while the other party wanted to use him, he also wanted to use them.

He had even secretly discussed the operation of the Supreme Grotto Heaven with Hua Qingshuang, revealing his experience of pretending to take the Bewitching Heart Pill given to him by the Supreme Saintess during the social gathering that day.

However, Nan Zhixia's true identity was not revealed.

This was mainly to give Hua Qingshuang some warning and preparation, and also to give himself a layer of armor so that he wouldn't be caught off guard by a sudden reminder.

"Since you're going to use me as a hidden agent, I'll also use you, the supreme cave master, for a while."

Zhao Wuji put away the fragmented map, quickly took out a communication talisman, and sent a message to Hua Qingshuang.

“Peak Master, the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang just appeared, attempting to steal my Linlang Spiritual Vein. I have already feigned submission and accepted the incomplete scroll of the ‘Earth Vein Spiritual Pivot Diagram’ that he bestowed upon me.”

His eyes flashed as he surveyed the surroundings. "Bai Chengshang has already gone to the Dragon Spirit Cave. We should ask the Peak Master and my senior uncle to feign defeat to lure him into attacking, and then use his strength to fight Zhong Kui. That would kill two birds with one stone."

Before the words were finished, a burst of dragon energy suddenly shot into the sky from the distant mountain peak.

Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted, and he gripped the communication jade talisman tightly.

After a moment's hesitation, he pressed his left hand against the opening of the bag and sensed the many Xuanji Peak array flags and array commands inside.

"I may not be able to intervene in the battle of the Condensation Realm," he smiled slightly, deciding in his heart, "but if I use these many array flags to set up a grand array as a foundation, I might be able to slay the dragon!"

With his purple robes billowing, he finally rose into the air and flew towards the Dragon Spirit Grotto.

He hadn't planned to go yet, and was wavering in his mind, when the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang came to disrupt things.

Unable to contain himself any longer, he quietly went to investigate the situation.

Dragon Spirit Grotto, inside a dark and gloomy passageway.

The runes on the eighteen dragon-locking pillars at the bottom of the Dragon Qi Pool were rapidly dimming, and even the water in the Dragon Qi Pool was drying up quickly.

Deep underground, heavy, animalistic breathing, accompanied by intense killing intent, filled the entire cave.

Zhong Kui gripped the reverse scale of the central stone dragon with his withered hand, half of his body already merging into the dragon pool.

Another withered, claw-like hand gripped the throat of Emperor Zhang Zhaoming of Xuan Kingdom.

The emperor's dragon robe was already soaked in blood, and the gold thread embroidery gleamed dark red in the dim light at the bottom of the pool.

"Old devil Zhong!! You've used me and then discarded me, you'll die a horrible death! Hua Qingshuang and Yan Lan will be here to get rid of you soon!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and he roared. With each struggle, more blood gushed from his wounds, dripping into the Dragon Pool with a hissing sound.

Every drop of blood that falls into the Dragon Pool causes the dragon energy within to surge, and the surrounding dragon-locking pillars sway and tremble.

At the bottom of the pool, there was a woman's corpse, which turned out to be none other than Empress Yu Lanxi.

But the empress was now like a dried-up corpse, her blood drained and her lifeless.

Zhang Zhaoming was unwilling and regretful.

He had meticulously planned and prepared a lot, but before he could implement any of it, Zhong Kui seized the opportunity to discard him after he had served his purpose.

Now, he has only one last resort: mutual destruction.

However, this move would not save Zhong Kui's life at all, but would instead endanger the Xuan Kingdom's territory.

He was even more unwilling to accept that he would die without any resistance.

I'm unwilling to be a puppet until the very end!
"I have not yet given birth to a child with the strongest spiritual talent with Consort Li. I am unwilling! Am I to die here with the Empress whom I hate the most?"

Zhang Zhaoming felt as if his life was slipping away with the blood flowing through his body, and he roared in anger.

Zhong Kui looked at the roaring Zhang Zhaoming, a complex emotion emerging from the vicissitudes and coldness in his eyes, and then he sneered.

"Zhaoming, do you think I've been completely unaware of all those little tricks you've been up to all these years? Am I as stupid as you think?"

Zhang Zhaoming's pupils constricted upon hearing this, "You!"

Zhong Kui gave a cold laugh, "I'm not touching you because the time isn't right yet. Do you think you can get out of my control by making these little tricks? You're just delusional."

Just as he was about to tell Zhang Zhaoming the whole truth, he suddenly heard a whooshing sound approaching, and his cloudy pupils shrank sharply: "Two small snakes. They came so fast!"

The ghostly fire in Shi Long's eye sockets surged!
"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!"

The Dragon-Locking Pillar trembled violently, and the dragon energy at the bottom of the pool surged like a raging torrent!

At the entrance to the Dragon Spirit Grottoes, the Frost Sword hovered.

The ice crystals that formed on the sword reflected the surging crimson dragon energy deep within the tunnel.

Her fingers lightly touched the cold jade pendant on her earlobe, and Zhao Wuji's telepathic message flowed in like a clear spring: "The Supreme Cave Master has arrived. Let's use this as a pretext. Peak Master and Senior Uncle, feign defeat to lure him into attacking, killing two birds with one stone."

"Sister."

Hua Qingshuang's eyes flashed, and the white silk in her sleeve moved without wind, sending a divine sense to Yan Lan beside her, informing him of the general situation, "Just proceed according to Wuji's plan."

"Interesting. I didn't expect my good nephew to outsmart Old Ghost Bai. Hehehe, let's see who's the mantis and who's the oriole."

Yan Lan stood barefoot on the blazing sun wheel, and upon hearing this, a dangerous smile curved her red lips.

Suddenly, the crimson ribbon around her waist grew three zhang (approximately 10 meters) and pierced into the dark passageway like a venomous snake's tongue, her figure charging in afterward: "Old Ghost Zhong! Die!!"

"Yan Lan! You used to be so servile to me, but now you're all high and mighty. Today I'll send you to your death!"

Deep within the grotto, Zhong Kui's hoarse, maniacal laughter echoed, causing the eighteen dragon-locking pillars to tremble. Blood-red dragon energy coiled into nine dragons as if they were alive, each dragon's eye flickering with eerie green flames.

Before she finished speaking, Hua Qingshuang rushed into the cave.

The three spiritual pressures of the Condensation Realm collided violently within the cave.

The torrent of spiritual energy, a mixture of ice and fire, along with the crimson dragon aura, tore spiderweb-like cracks and ravines through the passageway.

The three experts at the Concentration Realm quickly engaged in a fierce battle within the cave.

But a moment
"Senior sister, feign weakness to lure out the hidden Supreme Cave Master!"

Hua Qingshuang stepped back, deliberately slowing down her sword strike by half a second.

A gunshot immediately pierced through her protective cold mist, tearing a bloody gash on her shoulder.

Bloodstains oozed out droplets of blood like ice crystals, and cold mist condensed at the wound, but deliberately did not completely seal the injury, and the body staggered backward.

She made a hand seal with her fingertips, and the Frost Flying Sword trembled and cried out, as if the Frost Flying Sword she was so proud of had also been damaged.

Seeing this, Yan Lan feigned even greater anger, stomping her bare feet on the Fiery Sun Wheel, her fiery red robes fluttering wildly, and bursting with blazing golden flames: "Old ghost! You're courting death!"

She clasped her hands together and made a hand seal. The crimson silk ribbon surged like a red dragon, transforming into a rain of fire that bombarded Zhong Kui. However, as it approached, her "spiritual power waned," and the fire's intensity decreased by thirty percent.

"Hahaha! These two juniors are nothing special!"

As Zhong Kui fought, he gradually relaxed from being on high alert and began to laugh wildly.

The Nine Revolutions Primordial Spear soared through the air, its gray light surging, and the spear tip stirred up blood-red dragon energy, transforming into a ferocious dragon head that lunged at the two.

Hua Qingshuang "barely" managed to use her flying sword to block, but the Frost Flying Sword was knocked away by the dragon's head and flew backward, embedding itself deeply in the rock wall.

She let out a muffled groan, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her lips, her figure flying backward as she landed on one knee.

Yan Lan was also thrown back by the aftershocks. The flames of the Flaming Sun Wheel dimmed, and she clutched her chest, her breathing disordered. She gritted her teeth and said, "Junior Sister... let's go!"

Bai Chengshang, the Supreme Cave Master who had secretly arrived and observed this scene, couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Damn it, how can these two be so weak in combat?"

At this very moment, outside the Dragon Spirit Grotto, a gentle breeze drifted by, conjuring up the figure of Zhao Wuji.

Sensing the collision of the three concentrated spiritual powers within the grotto, his expression changed slightly.

He immediately made a hand seal, used an invisibility spell, and quietly sneaked into the cave. He patted his storage bag, took out many array flags, and began to set up the array.

"You two have wasted all the painstaking efforts I put into cultivating you!"

Inside the grotto, Zhong Kui approached the two women with a cold smile, his withered hand forming a hand seal.

At this moment, the Hunyuan Sword also flew out, transforming into countless sword shadows that, together with the Nine Revolutions Hunyuan Spear, attacked the two: "Today, I will use your essence and blood to sacrifice for this Dragon Pool of mine! The blood of the Condensed Spirit can barely be compared to the blood of the royal family."

But right now!
A dark sword shadow suddenly appeared between the passageways.

The figure of the Supreme Cave Master Bai Chengshang appeared like a ghost. As his black Daoist robe billowed, a sharp flying sword, as swift as a shadow, aimed straight at Zhong Kui's back. "Old ghost Zhong, your life is mine! Two peak masters, join forces immediately!!"

"Bai Chengshang!?"

Zhong Kui's pupils contracted sharply, and his withered body suddenly spun around as he hastily used the Nine Revolutions Primordial Spear to block!
The gun's gray light surged, transforming into nine ferocious blood dragons that met the sword shadow.

"boom!!"

The moment the spear and sword clashed, the entire Dragon Spirit Grotto seemed to collapse as if the sky were falling, with rubble pouring down like a torrential rain!

A surge of black and red spiritual energy exploded at the center of the collision, tearing the dragon energy at the bottom of the pool in two!
Bai Chengshang, his black robes fluttering, stepped out from the smoke and dust of the explosion, as streaks of black sword shadows once again launched a sinister attack.

Zhong Kui coughed up blood and flew backward.

"Senior sister, kill that old devil!"

Hua Qingshuang, who was originally "seriously injured," shouted, and her Frost Flying Sword suddenly transformed into a hundred-foot-long cold rainbow!

Wherever the sword passed, even the air condensed into chains of ice crystals, freezing the crimson dragon aura surrounding Zhong Kui.

Yan Lan flew over, the Fiery Sun Wheel spinning wildly in her palm, bursting with dazzling golden flames: "Old ghost, it's time to settle old scores!"

She clenched her five fingers, and countless fiery lotuses fell like meteors, each lotus heart bursting forth with a blazing intensity that could burn mountains and boil rivers!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Ice Lock Slaughter! Fiery Lotus Burst! Shadow Sword Strike!

With the combined killing moves of the three Condensation Realm experts, Zhong Kui screamed as the Hunyuan Sword and the Nine Revolutions Hunyuan Spear were both sent flying, and his protective dragon aura shattered like glass!

His emaciated body was blasted backward and crashed into the depths of the stone wall. The entire cave groaned under the pressure of the spiritual pressure from the Concentration Realm cultivators!

"Cough! You all teamed up to frame me?!"

Zhong Kui struggled to his feet; half of his body was charred, while the other half was covered in frost.

He suddenly made a hand seal, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, and the stone dragon's reverse scale at the bottom of the pool suddenly burst forth with a blinding blood-red light: "Then we'll die together!!"

"Hoar!"

The eerie green flames in the stone dragon's eye sockets surged, and the entire Dragon Pool boiled like a sea of ​​blood!
"not good!"

Zhao Wuji, who was hiding in the shadows, suddenly sensed something was wrong. The sword formation he had once implanted into the Dragon-Locking Pillar was now trembling violently.

Just then, Emperor Zhang Zhaoming of Xuan Kingdom saw Zhong Kui's severely injured figure and suddenly let out a bitter laugh like an owl: "Old ghost Zhong! You think you've got it all figured out? I'll make sure you lose!!"

His bloodied fingers suddenly plunged into his dantian, forcefully grasping the yang marrow and a dragon-shaped jade seal within his dantian, and he let out a fierce shout.

"No matter what tricks you have up your sleeve, I will offer you the entire Xuan Kingdom today!!"
(End of this chapter)