Chapter 253: Qilin Zang
The Qilin has returned!
Zen Sea Observing Mist once said that about two thousand eight hundred years ago, she slew the Flying Dragon in the East Sea.
But she did not find the Son of the Flying Dragon “Qilin” and failed to eradicate the root.
In other words, the Qilin has lived at least two thousand eight hundred years.
At the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, the major Demon King forces all turned sides and submitted to Luan Sheng Lin You, naturally not because Luan Sheng Lin You had subdued them. Rather, the major Demon Kings of Lingxiao Life Realm behind them had already been secretly subdued by the Qilin.
It had already returned.
The previous generation strong practitioners on Taoli Mountain had actually already guessed this point. It was just that no one expected the Qilin to dare appear in Qiu Zhou Prefecture City and show its domineering side, attacking the City Protection Formation.
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“Outrageous! Qilin Zhuang, do you want to be enemies with Du’e Temple?”
The Immortal Master of Du’e Temple had spiritual light exploding from their brow, fingers forming seals.
Immediately, the “解” talisman covering the sky above Qiu Zhou Prefecture City rapidly contracted and condensed, heading toward the Qilin and Green Luan over Bing Zu Marsh outside the City Protection Great Formation to suppress them.
Zhuang—was the name of the Son of the Flying Dragon.
Over Bing Zu Marsh.
Qilin Zhuang appeared in human form, standing proudly atop the nearly solidified Qilin Light Shadow, wearing Dragon Armor, with a tall and outstanding figure. Behind him, on the sea surface, there were several other divine and powerful figures.
He looked toward the Ninth Heaven on Taoli Mountain, completely ignoring the suppressing “解” talisman: “If I can obtain Du’e Temple’s support, the Demon Country can be established tomorrow at sunrise. Tonight is enough to slay all opposition against me, enslave the Longevity Seekers, and herd the martial cultivators of Under Heaven as livestock.”
“Without Du’e Temple’s support, establishing the Demon Country is still inevitable, just a bit more troublesome.”
“Swish!”
The talisman tore through the black clouds, crushed the Sky Dome, and descended with vast rune power.
Above the heads of the Qilin and Green Luan, space shook violently.
Phoenix Nest flew in with light shining in all directions, colorful clouds filling Bing Zu Marsh, propping up the talisman. Then, crimson golden flames erupted from the nest, igniting the void and burning the talisman into green smoke.
The one wielding the Phoenix Nest was the Green Luan.
Qilin Zhuang’s voice boomed: “The Zuo Qiu of three thousand years ago was still a nobody, not of Son of Heaven bloodline—what qualification do they have to become the future master of this land?”
“Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, just a children’s game—you Du’e Temple wouldn’t take it seriously, would you? Only I can unify Under Heaven at the fastest speed, end the warfare, and establish a broader and more prosperous nation.”
The Immortal Master of Du’e Temple said: “Lost is lost! Rules cannot be changed by anyone; the opportunity was given to you. Everything is heaven’s will—complying with heaven’s will is Du’e Temple’s founding doctrine.”
“Swish!”
The Immortal Master’s figure was shrouded in talisman light clouds and mist, appearing above the sea area near Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, swinging out the staff to clash mid-air with the giant hand trying to break the City Protection Formation light gauze.
The immortal turtle floating in mid-air escaped Qilin Zhuang’s lock, recovered its flight ability, and fled madly.
“Du’e Temple will surely pay the price for tonight’s wrong choice. First, I’ll flatten Zuo Qiu Gatehouse, then extinguish Lingxiao Palace. Then you’ll know how laughable so-called heaven’s will is. My will is heaven’s will!”
The giant hand in the Sky Dome suddenly erupted with auspicious divine light, shaking the earth and overturning the sea surface.
“Boom!”
The plains around Qiu Zhou Prefecture City were struck with countless rifts from this blow.
The City Protection Formation light gauze could not withstand it and was pierced by the giant hand.
The tearing sound was ear-piercing, instantly penetrating the eardrums of countless people in Southern City.
Fortunately, the talisman had already annihilated, and array scripts rose on all streets and buildings in the city, resisting that destructive force.
“Puff!”
The island-sized immortal turtle wailed miserably, its physical body exploding into a shower of blood.
The Immortal Master of Du’e Temple was furious; from the Forehead Spirit Realm in their brow, a formation disk flew out, constantly expanding. Countless array scripts operated within the disk, striking the giant hand and annihilating it.
Qilin Zhuang and Green Luan’s human true bodies entered the formation light gauze through the pierced rift.
Behind them were massive Qilin and Green Luan light shadows, followed by countless demon shadows and banners blotting the sky.
Qilin Zhuang headed toward the Immortal Master of Du’e Temple, while Green Luan sought to seize the Dragon Palace.
“Qilin Zhuang, for Zuo Qiu Gatehouse to rise in three thousand years to become one of Lingxiao’s four great gatehouses—do you really think only you looks down on us and wants to suppress us? But Zuo Qiu Gatehouse is growing stronger; the rising sun will surely become a blazing sun overhead, unstoppable.”
The old ancestor of Zuo Qiu Gatehouse’s Confucian lineage, that old man in robe, ordered all formations activated while from his Forehead Spirit Realm, a page of ancient book flew out.
This page of ancient book seemed torn from somewhere, with irregular tear lines.
Just a single page, but after flying out, it turned into a mysterious ocean of text, surging toward the spot where the City Protection Formation light gauze was pierced.
“Extinguish Lingxiao Palace—what big words. When Mist Heavenly Child was around, you didn’t even have the courage to return to Lingxiao Life Realm, did you?”
The Second Palace Master’s imperial carriage had already charged out from Taoli Mountain, wheels rolling and crushing the void, qi spreading across Qiu Zhou Prefecture City, suddenly clashing with the Green Luan.
The suspended Dragon Palace suffered the collision of two terrifying forces, shaking violently and capsizing.
“Swish!”
The Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones placed in the Dragon Palace by Du’e Temple, wrapped in crystalline solid substances, gleaming, all spilled out into mid-air.
Under the magic energy impact of Second Palace Master and Green Luan, they fell like a meteor shower toward the whole city.
Zuo Qiu Ling, Hidden Lord, and other Longevity Realm tycoons from major powers rushed toward Bing Zu Marsh opposite the meteor shower’s direction to rescue the young generation heavenly prodigies trapped near the battlefield.
In this process, they conveniently struck out with various methods, collecting some Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones.
More Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones fell into various parts of the city, sparking a scramble.
In the instant Second Palace Master and Green Luan clashed, Li Weiyi could no longer hold on; his vision went black, and his consciousness blurred.
He vaguely saw the Dragon Palace capsizing, clusters of bright light scattering like a meteor shower. Over a dozen clusters fell straight down, not far from him.
The Dao Ancestor Tai Chi Fish hung around his neck, hidden inside the Blood Handprint Demonic Armor.
From the Buddha’s Sarira, Zen Sea Observing Mist struck out a power into the Blood Handprint Demonic Armor. Immediately, blood mist erupted from the armor, enveloping and pulling back those dozen clusters of bright light.
At this moment, Li Weiyi had completely lost consciousness and was falling toward the seabed.
“Swish!”
Hidden Lord arrived in the sea like a light mark, caught him, and shot back to Qiu Zhou Prefecture City at top speed.
As for Cang Li, Yin Nine, Li Ling, and Yin Eleven, other masters went to rescue them.
The time window was very narrow.
Even Longevity Realm tycoons could only save one. Otherwise, there was the risk of falling.
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Li Weiyi suddenly gasped for breath, sitting up from the bed, head splitting with pain.
His limbs were sore and weak, wounds burning.
He had already sustained serious injuries from clashing with Luan Sheng Lin You. Later, hit by the aftershocks of the transcendents—even separated by over ten li, with Blood Handprint Demonic Armor defense, he still couldn’t block it.
Cang Li and Yin Nine were both lying nearby.
They were in worse shape, skin pale as corpses, auras faint.
Two old men of unknown origin fed them potions brewed from thousand-year medicinal herbs and continuously infused magic energy into their bodies, doing their utmost to treat them.
Li Weiyi heard a faint sob and turned to look.
Yao Yin sat beside the bed, staring wide-eyed, little face tear-streaked, hands still clutching his right hand tightly.
“What’s wrong?” Li Weiyi asked.
Yao Yin broke into a smile through tears, pouting with a crying tone: “I thought… I thought you wouldn’t make it like them…”
“What nonsense are you saying? Those two aren’t dead yet.”
Yin Twenty-Four, pacing back and forth in the room, coldly rebuked Yao Yin, then visibly relaxed seeing Li Weiyi sit up.
Yao Yin said softly: “When those two were first brought back, they had no breath! I thought you were the same.”
The little girl was truly frightened; Li Weiyi gently patted her hand to comfort her.
The room was spacious, like an empty Great Hall.
Yin Eleven and Li Ling were also in the room; their injuries were lighter.
Yin Eleven had been pursuing those Great Mind Masters at the time and hadn’t entered Bing Zu Marsh, staying farther away. Li Ling had withdrawn from the battlefield even earlier due to a fractured right leg and depleted mind power.
Outside the window, lights flickered nonstop, branches shook violently, and rumbling came from all directions.
“Boom!”
The room shook violently, beams creaking.
Li Weiyi recalled the earlier events, secretly fearful, then asked: “Where is this place? How long was I unconscious?”
“Just about a quarter hour.”
Yin Twenty-Four stood by the window, gazing into the distance, but the horizon was a chaotic blur, unable to see the transcendent figures. He could only sense one terrifying aura after another, like gods fighting.
“Only a quarter hour… It felt like days.” Li Weiyi hammered his forehead; the pain surged again.
Yao Yin stood up to rub it for him: “Hidden Lord said tonight Qiu Zhou Prefecture City definitely won’t be peaceful; Zhuo Garden might not be safe, so he brought us all to Taoli Mountain.”
Li Weiyi noticed his insect bag destroyed, his expression changing: “Oh no, where are the Seven Little Ones? And my sword—did you see it?”
Yao Yin shook her head: “Hidden Lord only brought you back then; didn’t see those seven little ones or Yellow Dragon Sword.”
Li Weiyi’s eyes darkened suddenly, hand touching his chest.
Fortunately, the Dao Ancestor Tai Chi Fish was still there.
Li Ling sat beside Cang Li, eyes red and swollen: “In that situation, surviving is already fortunate. Senior, my brother… can he still be saved?”
The old man treating Cang Li was skinny as firewood, face with a ferocious knife scar, eye socket deep-set. If met elsewhere, that face alone would be terrifying.
The scarred old man rasped a laugh: “Don’t worry, already saved.”
The old man treating Yin Nine was of the Deformed Humanoid Race, with features of various ancient immortal giant beasts: tiger head, monkey-like arms, a tail, hunched body. He said: “This one-armed kid is also saved—tough life.”
Li Ling stood on one leg, leaning on a crutch, bowing deeply: “Thank you, two seniors.”
Yin Eleven also bowed respectfully: “May I ask if you two seniors are clan elders of Zuo Qiu Gatehouse? How should we address you? Your life-saving grace is unforgettable.”
It was these two who had rescued Yin Nine, Cang Li, Yin Eleven, and Li Ling earlier.
