Chapter 170 Nine Dragons Palace Talisman
Chapter 170 Nine Dragons Palace Talisman
"This junior...accepts!" Chen Xu looked at the mysterious cultivator, his voice low.
As soon as the words were spoken, the deep blue star-like figure standing in front of them vanished silently, like grains of sand scattered by the wind.
Only the nine beams of light that shot into the sky from the depths of the main hall remained, growing ever brighter and more dazzling, like nine ancient beasts awakening and opening their eyes.
Immediately afterwards, the nine beams of light exploded, and boundless light burst forth.
Within the light, nine enormous phantoms simultaneously coalesced into form.
If the energy of the "Mysterious Water Dragon-Opening Technique" hadn't firmly stabilized his soul, this blow would have been enough to turn him into an idiot.
"Damn, attacking nine phantoms at the same time!?"
Chen Xu's heart felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
This isn't a trial, this is murder...
With nine Nascent Soul level phantoms joining forces, let alone his late Foundation Establishment stage clone, it would be overwhelming.
Even those in the late stage of Core Formation, or even ordinary early stage Nascent Soul cultivators, would likely find it difficult to escape unscathed.
"We must find a way out. This secret realm is a trial, and its purpose is to select guardians rather than simply to kill them."
It is absolutely impossible to set up an unsolvable, doomed situation...
The nine illusory dragons each possess different attributes and vastly different powers.
Their forces are independent of each other, yet they seem to subtly echo each other.
If we can break this resonance, or find their weaknesses…
Just as Chen Xu's thoughts were racing, nine illusory figures attacked.
Faced with the combined attack of nine Nascent Soul level dragon shadows, Chen Xu was as insignificant as a speck of dust in the center of a storm vortex.
Nine distinct yet unified terrifying pressures acted like tangible shackles, pinning him to the spot, making even breathing a painful experience that tore at his soul.
The pale black spiritual light barrier formed by the "Mysterious Water Dragon-Opening Technique" groaned under the strain of the energy tides interwoven with nine dragon breaths, and was on the verge of being completely annihilated.
Despite the excruciating pain, Chen Xu used his divine sense to search for a way out of the predicament.
In the instant the nine forces merged perfectly, he keenly detected a tiny rune hidden in the core of the energy tide.
It is not a physical entity, but rather the core of the formation that holds the nine dragon phantoms together.
"Now!" Chen Xu's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he poured all his remaining spiritual power into his fingertips.
Under the influence of the "Mysterious Water Dragon-Opening Technique," the remaining spiritual power transformed into a condensed stream of dark black water, piercing towards the illusory rune.
A sound like space shattering echoed through the hall, and the rune binding the nine dragons broke in response.
The nine world-destroying phantoms instantly disintegrated.
"That...is it resolved?" Chen Xu watched the nine dragon phantoms disappear, a sense of unreality welling up in his heart.
At the same time, the last bit of pure golden light emanating from the broken runes seemed to have found its home and entered Chen Xu's body.
The golden light and the spiritual light merged, emitting a strange fluctuation.
"finally……"
A cold voice suddenly rang out in the empty hall.
The figure in the deep blue star-studded robe appeared like a ghost about ten feet in front of Chen Xu.
Beneath the hood's shadow, two eerie lights were fixed intently on Chen Xu's chest.
To be precise, it was locking onto the golden runes that were raging wildly within Chen Xu's body.
"After thousands of years of arduous waiting and countless sacrifices, we have finally found a vessel large enough to contain the Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman!"
The mysterious monk's voice was no longer calm, but instead revealed a frenzied greed.
This so-called trial, this Dragon Palace Secret Realm, is nothing but a huge trap.
The mysterious cultivator used the Star Moon Vortex to devour cultivators and sea beasts, nourishing this land with blood sacrifices.
The real purpose is to wait for a container that can withstand the Nine Dragons Palace Talisman to appear.
Then refine it, and finally steal the core power of this Dragon Palace ruin.
However, at that moment, something unexpected happened.
Chen Xu's clone was ultimately unable to bear the rune.
However, once a rune is created, it will inevitably choose a host.
Their target, naturally, was that mysterious cultivator.
Then a sharp shriek exploded from Chen Xu's chest.
The golden rune was forcibly repelled, carrying boundless rage as it hurtled towards the deep blue figure so close at hand.
"What?!" The eerie light beneath the mysterious cultivator's hood suddenly froze, and greed instantly turned into shock and bewilderment.
With success seemingly within reach, why is this perfect Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman carrier experiencing rejection?
"Pfft!"
The golden runes entered the mysterious monk's chest without any hindrance.
"Ugh!"
A mournful, inhuman scream rang out.
The mysterious cultivator's deep blue robes ripped apart, revealing a bizarre body covered in suction cups.
"No...impossible!" The mysterious cultivator twisted and rolled, and several thick tentacles covered with suckers burst out of his body uncontrollably, lashing wildly at the surroundings.
Each time these tentacles slammed into the black crystal floor or the palace pillars, a dull thud resounded, sending fragments of stone flying.
The terrifying pressure of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator was mixed with a filthy, nauseating, and evil aura, sweeping across the entire hall like a storm.
Seeing this scene, Chen Xu was filled with surprise and doubt.
Unexpectedly, this mysterious cultivator was actually an evil spirit.
What's worse, this evil spirit bears a striking resemblance to the Fish Emperor...
However, those mysterious runes seemed to have a natural restraint on evil spirits.
"Hiss hiss hiss..."
The scalding burning sound continued.
The mysterious cultivator's flesh and blood, like ice and snow meeting the sun, quickly turned black and melted.
Each expansion and contraction of the rune's light was accompanied by its heart-wrenching screams.
It tried to cover the rune with its tentacles covered in suckers, but as soon as the tentacles touched the golden light, they also emitted billowing black smoke and quickly withered and broke off.
"The Holy Race... will not... let you go..." The monster's roar was intermittent, filled with boundless resentment.
The compound eyes were fixed on Chen Xu, as if trying to drag his soul into the abyss.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xu was speechless.
"The Holy Race? What's that? I didn't do anything, so why am I being blamed?"
At this moment, the golden runes shone even brighter.
The mysterious cultivator's body rapidly dissolved under the power of the runes, evaporating completely in the blink of an eye.
In its place, only a small clump of black ashes remained, along with the Nine Dragons Palace-Suppressing Talisman, which floated in the air with a slightly dim light.
Chen Xu didn't know what the talisman was for the time being, so he put it back into his storage space.
After a long while, the void twisted, a crack appeared in the space, and Nan Longyue's figure staggered out.
Her face was deathly pale, her spiritual energy was violently chaotic, and her robe was torn in many places, revealing skin covered in bloodstains.
Upon seeing this, Chen Xu's gaze sharpened, and he was already beside him, his spiritual power transforming into an invisible hand to steadily support him.
"Senior... Senior..." Nan Longyue looked up, and a faint golden light flashed in the depths of her pupils, disappearing in an instant.
"I...I think...I got something..." Her voice was hoarse and broken, and her body trembled slightly.
However, just as she was about to speak again, her weakened body could no longer hold on, and she fainted.
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