Chapter 461 - 461 The Powerful Yuan Emperor
461 The Powerful Yuan Emperor
Ten thousand feet, five thousand feet, one hundred feet…
As the distance got closer and closer, He Chuan could clearly feel the stinging sensation on his skin.
“Just right, I can test the power of the Body Transformation Pill.” He Chuan thought to himself that the pill he had spent a long time refining had yet to show its effect.
The ground where he was standing suddenly exploded!
Heavenly Law Phenomenon!!
His entire body turned into a double-horned flood dragon with yellow scales, golden horns, and the claws of an eagle!
The golden dragon was ten thousand feet long.
Even from thousands of miles away, they could see this huge thing clearly.
“Imperial order!” The golden dragon shouted softly, and a dazzling golden light flashed in its eyes.
It opened its mouth and spat out a scarlet flame.
The flames engulfed the three people in front of him, and his tail swept across the person behind him.
The impact of the weight and speed of the 30,000-meter-tall body was not something that ordinary people could withstand.
That person turned into a bloody mist on the spot.
His second son, Qinghu’s, Vajra Spirit Connection Sword was sent flying!
In front of him was a huge black and white sword, which was still stabbing toward Qinghu’s head.
He knew that this was the magic treasure that killed his brother, so he didn’t dare to take it head-on.
His body formed a strange arc in the air and dodged it.
The blade brushed past him, leaving a faint bloody mark on his face.
Qinghu turned pale with fright. Half of his face was like dried tree bark. It was lusterless and full of wrinkles.
“What sorcery is this?” Qinghu still had a lingering fear. He felt as if his life force had been sucked away.
The right side of his face had become the appearance of an old man and could no longer return to its original state.
This was the loss of lifespan, or rather, it was a few thousand years faster.
Fortunately, it didn’t pierce his body, or else he would have turned into ashes on the spot.
Boundless Void.
Yuan Emperor also noticed the scene below.
Seeing He Chuan’s huge body, Yuan Emperor’s pupils constricted.
“Where did this kid get his secret technique from?” They were both Celestial Cultivators, but his bodies were similar to his. It would be dangerous if he advanced to the Immortal Venerable realm.
However, despite its large size, there were still two peaks Celestial Cultivators below.
He Chuan might not be able to hold on for long.
At this moment, when Yuan Emperor wasn’t paying attention, the horsetail whisk wrapped around a ten-mile-wide meteorite and smashed down.
“Humph? Still dared to resist? I’ll kill you in three moves!” Yuan Emperor dodged the attack at the last moment and spoke arrogantly.
With that, he raised his right hand!
The golden palace rose from the ground!
They flew into the void that was far away.
In the boundless void, a beautiful palace appeared in Yuan Emperor’s palm.
“Rise!” Yuan Emperor then tossed the golden palace to Qingmu.
With the support of the immortal monarch domain, the golden palace ignored the vacuum and moved extremely fast.
Qingmu wasn’t slow either. He waved the horsetail whisk in his hand.
Dharmic powers filled a radius of thousands of miles. His Immortal Venerable Domain was called the Absolute Origin Cold Silk Domain.
This was a domain that lingered between heaven and earth like a thread.
Everything entering the domain could be cut open.
Qingmu controlled the fragments in a radius of several thousand miles to form a ball that was a hundred miles in length and width.
The ball collided with the golden palace.
There was no sound in the vacuum, but everyone within a thousand miles could feel the void trembling.
The huge stone ball exploded, and thousands of broken stones flew in all directions, shattering all the surrounding meteorites into pieces.
Countless rocks collided under the guidance of their domains.
The sky was filled with debris, and most of the meteorites contained metal.
The metal reflected the starlight in the boundless void, presenting a colorful light. The scene was gorgeous.
However, it was filled with danger. Any fragment was enough to turn an Immortal Venerable into ashes.
The meteorite successfully blocked the golden palace’s steps.
Qingmu hadn’t had the chance to heave a sigh of relief.
“Ten-sided Hell!” The boundless void disappeared, and in its place was a dark green and eerie hellish world.
Ghost fog filled the entire space, and the shadows of ghosts and gods could be seen faintly in the fog.
There were ten halls in all four directions.
Pulling out the tongue, digging out the heart, digging out the meat, frying…
Every hall was guarded by ghosts and gods, and countless evil spirits and demons lined up to be tortured.
At the center was a golden palace. Yuan Emperor sat in the middle of the golden palace, his eyes shining as he surveyed the surroundings.
The wails of the ghosts resounded through the sky, making people shudder.
“This is not a real paradise! You don’t even have enough spiritual energy, so where did you get this paradise?” Qingmu was shocked and subconsciously turned to flee.
Regardless of whether it was a real paradise or not, the domain had evolved to such an extent that he could not resist it.
The domain of an Immortal Venerable was incomparably powerful. Only a domain could resist a domain.
Qingmu hadn’t run far when a large hand grabbed his body.
It directly threw him into the pot of oil.
“Ah!”
Qingmu cried out in pain as soon as he entered.
His soul, physical body, and magic power were all in intense pain.
The pain was unbearable and spread to the depths of his heart.
“Misunderstanding! It was all a misunderstanding! When I return, I will definitely punish the mastermind.” Qingmu finally knew fear.
If he had the chance to do it all over again, he would not dare to provoke the Reincarnation Palace.
“It’s too late now! What I want are your foundation and your head.” It was too late for Qingmu to regret it.
Following Yuan Emperor’s final attack, Qingmu’s body, and soul were destroyed.
Below!
Nine of the 12 Celestial Cultivators had instantly died under He Chuan’s attack.
He Chuan returned to his human form and nimbly traversed the sky and earth.
“Die!” The Vajra Spirit Child Sword drew a long line in the air.
He Chuan was pincered from both front and back, so he would definitely die.
The moment it pierced his forehead, He Chuan turned into smoke and disappeared.
“What a sinister transformation technique. Continue to chase him! Split up.” Qinghu was anxious and angry.
They didn’t know where the other party’s transformation technique came from, but he was simply playing them like monkeys.
Qinghu had just left when the gravel on the ground turned into He Chuan’s appearance.
“Idiots, you’ve searched the wrong place!!” He Chuan shouted.
When Qinghu came over to attack, he became a strand of hair again.
“This way!” The fish in the lake spoke in human language.
Another fake body.
Qinghu’s hair stood on end and he was completely driven mad.
He grabbed the Vajra Sword and slashed at anything he saw.
This move was really useful. This time, He Chuan’s true body was cut out.
“Haha, let’s see where you can run to.” The person in front of him was bleeding and seemed to be on the verge of death. He must have very little magic power left.
Thinking of this, Qinghu grabbed his sword and flew over.
The sword slashed at He Chuan’s back.
The Annihilation Sword Intent shattered this person’s body, but he didn’t expect it to be a fake body.
At this moment, the old Daoist flew over.
“Uncle Zhang? Have you found him?” Qinghu suppressed his anger.
“Found it.”
“Where?”
“Here!”
Uncle Zhang instantly transformed into He Chuan and stabbed his sword over.
The sword in his hand chopped off Qinghu’s right arm.
“What a pity.” Before Qinghu could fight back, He Chuan ran away again.
The two of them, one chased and one fled.
In front of him was Uncle Zhang. This was the real Uncle Zhang.
“Uncle Zhang! Stop him!” He Chuan turned into smoke and disappeared.
Uncle Zhang transformed into He Chuan with a faint smile on his face.
The sword had cut Qinghu’s thigh.
His entire thigh instantly aged.
He Chuan fled again.
Qinghu swallowed a blood-red pill.
Qinghu’s eyes and hair turned red.
The blood energy was like smoke, and the Immortal Venerable was attached to the smoke. The smoke changed and formed a three-headed and six-armed red devil.
Its body grew larger, and its speed increased by several times.
In the blink of an eye, he was near He Chuan.