Chapter 259: Chapter 256: Crisis_1
"This is the Immortal-Imprisoning Formation; only an Immortal Realm can break it! Prepare to meet your end!"
At the edge of the Formation, the Kylin Great Emperor spoke coldly, his killing intent surging like a tide. He formed hand seals, releasing a profound light that materialized into an ancient, massive gate in the Nine Heavens. It exuded an aura of age, vastness, and antiquity.
The pupils of Qin Wudao, Xiang Yu, and the others constricted, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end. Within this vast gate, they all sensed a terrifying aura.
Zhao Yun, standing at the forefront, also had a solemn expression.
"This is bad! It seems the Kylin Sacred Land has activated its foundation!" Shu Qingyun’s expression turned extremely grim. Normally, the Kylin Sacred Land would maintain two Emperor Realm Martial Artists in residence. When faced with a critical situation, they would activate their foundation.
Activating the foundation meant fighting to the death!
"Descendants, we pay our respects to Old Ancestor Tianqilin!" the Kylin Great Emperor said respectfully, bowing towards the massive gate.
An old man in a grey robe, feeble and shaky, walked out from the gate. He exuded a decaying aura that made people worry he might collapse at any moment.
The Ancient Great Emperor Realm! Zhao Yun murmured to himself, extremely wary.
The Great Emperor Realm was the strongest realm beneath the Immortal Realm, divided into several levels, including the regular Emperor Realm, Ancient Great Emperor, Thousand-year Great Emperor, and Ten-thousand-year Great Emperor.
"What’s happened?" Old Ancestor Tianqilin asked in a deep voice after looking around.
"Reporting to Old Ancestor, we’ve been invaded! We implore Old Ancestor to slay the powerful enemy and capture Qin Wudao. He carries the supreme inheritance of Kunlun..." The Kylin Great Emperor quickly bowed and meticulously explained everything that had transpired.
"Worthless!" Old Ancestor Tianqilin scolded, expressing severe dissatisfaction. After all the effort to summon the Kunlun Supreme Mystic Realm, not only did outsiders benefit from it, but they also nearly lost their own stronghold.
The Kylin Great Emperor bowed his head, not daring to speak.
It wasn’t just him; even the Fire Kylin Ancestor wouldn’t dare to defy Old Ancestor Tianqilin.
This was because Old Ancestor Tianqilin was a formidable entity from the Sixth Era, possessing not only great seniority but also terrifying strength.
After scolding them, Old Ancestor Tianqilin looked at Zhao Yun and asked coldly, "The General’s avatar managed to defeat a peak Emperor Realm Martial Artist. Presumably, the General’s true cultivation is no weaker than this old man’s. I’m willing to concede this much: as long as Qin Wudao shares the supreme inheritance with my Sacred Land’s Saint Heir, I won’t make things difficult for you all!"
He shared the same thinking as the Kylin Great Emperor: both wanted to trick them out of the supreme inheritance and then eliminate Qin Wudao’s group!
Zhao Yun’s strength was indeed formidable, but the Sacred Land’s foundation was not weak either! There were even old monsters from the Fifth Era present, though they were in deep slumber. Unless the sect faced an existential crisis, they would not emerge from their seclusion!
"In your dreams!" Qin Wudao rejected him coldly without a moment’s hesitation.
How could he not see it? The supreme inheritance of Kunlun was his protective talisman. It could make the Kylin Sacred Land hesitate to take drastic action. Once he lost it, it would be incredibly difficult for him to ever leave the Kylin Sacred Land.
"HUMPH!" Old Ancestor Tianqilin’s countenance darkened slightly. He clenched his right hand into a fist and swung brutally forward. Horrific Evil Qi surged, and in a split second, it formed into a fierce tiger, wreathed in blood-light, its eyes emitting a scarlet glow that terrified all who saw it.
"ROAR!"
The ferocious tiger roared, spitting out a beam of blood-light that fused with the fist energy, striking towards Zhao Yun.
An aura far surpassing that of a Great Emperor Realm Martial Artist rippled out, shaking the Void!
"Dragon Battles in the Wild!" Zhao Yun dared not be careless. His spear tore through the air, dragons battling in all directions as terrifying might shook heaven and earth. The Void couldn’t withstand such force, and continuous explosive sounds echoed.
BOOM!
The blood-red fist intent and the silver spear qi clashed!
The massive impact forced Zhao Yun several steps back. He clenched his teeth, continuously infusing Spiritual Energy from his body into his attack, stabilizing his spear qi and matching the fist intent, evenly dividing the sky.
"Interesting!" Old Ancestor Tianqilin muttered, his qi and blood surging like a boundless sea. He threw another punch, completely shattering the spear qi.
Zhao Yun’s soul avatar shuddered; his normally solid ethereal form became much thinner, and even the aura he emitted began to weaken.
Theoretically, a soul avatar could fight for an hour, but as it was formed of energy, it would naturally disappear once that energy was depleted.
"Your Majesty, we must break through the Immortal Array!" Zhao Yun transmitted solemnly.
Xiang Yu, Li Yuanba, Xu Chu, and Dian Wei all felt their hearts sink. Destroying an Immortal Array with mortal strength alone is practically impossible. But if we don’t break it, we can’t escape. What should we do?
Qin Wudao frowned slightly, a hint of worry in his eyes. Though he had countermeasures prepared, there was no guarantee an accident wouldn’t occur.
Old Ancestor Tianqilin remained silent, his pale hair dancing wildly. He threw another punch, shattering the Void completely. Time itself seemed to slow as the fist qi reached an incredible speed.
Like an arrow, like a shuttle, this punch transcended space and time, obliterating everything!
"Your Majesty, this general must go!" Zhao Yun’s pupils contracted sharply, his expression extremely grave. His war spear, like a divine mountain, pulsed with incredible power, as if it could overturn heaven and earth.
This spear strike is powerful, but I know I’m no match for Old Ancestor Tianqilin! Each minor realm within the Great Emperor Realm represents a world of difference. An Ancient Great Emperor killing a regular Great Emperor Realm Martial Artist is far too easy, like an adult bullying a newborn.
BOOM!
A thunderous blast erupted. Countless dazzling Rhymes in Dao spread in all directions, so vast they eclipsed the sky and sun.
Zhao Yun’s soul avatar became even more ethereal!
Old Ancestor Tianqilin looked indifferent, fists clenched, pressing forward indomitably. He delivered punch after punch, each heavier than the last, striking Zhao Yun.
In a short while, Zhao Yun’s soul avatar turned transparent, on the brink of disintegration.
"Shatter!" Suddenly, Old Ancestor Tianqilin roared, his right fist radiating a brilliant glow. Countless blasts of astral fist qi surged in all directions, carrying world-destroying power to utterly shatter Zhao Yun’s soul avatar.
It’s over! The same thought surfaced in the minds of the many watching Martial Artists.
"Now, it’s your turn!" Old Ancestor Tianqilin retracted his fist. His hands continuously formed seals, and clumps of black qi appeared, condensing into a skull—the sinister art of the Soul-searching Seal.
He was very interested in the Kunlun Supreme’s inheritance. Perhaps this was an opportunity to break through to the Thousand-year Great Emperor Realm!
Seeing Old Ancestor Tianqilin approach, Qin Wudao took out a space transmission talisman and tried to activate it, but found it wouldn’t work. His heart sank slightly.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Outside the Immortal-Imprisoning Formation, Huo Qubing and the others attacked frantically, but their efforts had little effect. The strongest among them were merely Semi-Emperor Martial Artists; destroying an Immortal Array was extremely difficult for them.
Even though this Immortal Array was a reverse-acting formation!
"Huang Tian’s Art, break!"
Behind them, Zhang Jiao’s hands moved rapidly, his entire body radiating a yellow glow. His eyes flickered with sharp light, revealing countless profound patterns as he stared directly at the Immortal-Imprisoning Formation!
As a successor of the Taiping Teachings, he was proficient not only in runes but also in formations and Daoist magical arts!
What he was trying to do now was find the flaw in the Immortal-Imprisoning Formation!
"Generals, attack the formation pattern on the southeastern side, three thousand zhang from the ground!" Zhang Jiao suddenly shouted.
Huo Qubing and the others did not hesitate. All their attacks converged, striking the location Zhang Jiao had indicated.
HUMMM! HUMMM! HUMMM!
Instantly, the Immortal-Imprisoning Formation, previously as steady as Mount Tai, began to tremble violently!