Yang Qingxuan had a wonderful feeling in his heart, as if every strand of blood could become his incarnation and directly descend into the past.
In fact, his feeling was not wrong. The Blood God Sutra was comprehended by a peerless expert from the blood of the Great Path. It contained the mighty power of the Great Path and was the highest level blood cultivation method in the world. It was just that Yang Qingxuan's own cultivation was not enough to reach the highest level recorded in the Blood God Sutra.
Suddenly, he sensed a terrifying energy roar coming from a sturdy secret chamber in the center of the hall.
Although the blood was connected to the secret room, his Divine Sense was cut off and could not penetrate it.
From time to time, huge vibrations would blast the secret chamber and then penetrate it, forming spatial fluctuations and shattering large amounts of blood.
Yang Qingxuan's consciousness stopped there.
"There seems to be a dragon's roar …"
Yang Qingxuan carefully examined it. Although the vibrations that penetrated the secret chamber were in the form of pure energy, he could distinguish that it was a dragon's roar.
"This sect is called the Blood Dragon Palace. Moreover, this vast blood essence indeed contains countless dragon's blood. Could there really be a blood dragon imprisoned in a secret chamber, or a dragon's soul?"
Yang Qingxuan was pondering. Suddenly, the energy fluctuations in the secret chamber stopped. With a flash of light, countless runes appeared in the air and directly tore open a crack.
A tired-looking old man walked out from inside.
The crack behind him closed again and disappeared.
This secret chamber was a cage without any cracks. One could only enter and exit it by relying on the rules of space. The energy source was the tens of thousands of blood essences in the formation.
Yang Qingxuan was very curious, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous with his consciousness. He quietly flowed among the blood strands so as not to be discovered by the old man.
He had already sensed how terrifying this old man was. He even guessed that this person should be Ting Xiongying, one of the Five Ultimate Peaks.
The old man's face was dejected for a while. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and became scarlet as blood. Two dragon figures hovered in his eyes as he looked up.
A look of shock and anger appeared on his face. Then, he frowned and disappeared in a flash, arriving in a large hall.
As soon as he appeared, a huge energy fluctuation came from the front of the hall. Rumbling sounds constantly bombarded the void. Then, a golden light tore through the rules and forcibly descended. It was a woman.
Yang Qingxuan frowned. This woman was Lady Ruyi, but why did he not see Xiang Wuxing and Di Quan?
"Sister?"
The old man was shocked.
Yang Qingxuan thought, this person is indeed Ting Xiongying.
Ting Ruyi giggled and said, "Big brother, are you surprised?"
Ting Xiongying scanned the entire palace with his Divine Sense and instantly sensed the situation of the Thousand Realms Blood Dragon Grand Formation and the scene of Jun Qian and the others running around in the palace. He was shocked and angry as he shouted, "What's going on?"
Ting Ruyi said, "Brother, Lord Di Yi knows that you colluded with Fan Wu. He ordered me to come here and eliminate the Blood Dragon Palace."
Ting Xiongying's face changed drastically as he shouted in shock and anger, "Nonsense! When did I ever collude with Fan Wu?" His face froze for a moment before he seemed to have thought of something. He pointed at Ting Ruyi and said, "You're the one who framed me?!"
Ting Ruyi laughed coldly and said, "Big Brother, we're siblings. What are you talking about? You have to bear the consequences of your own actions. "
Ting Xiongying was furious, "Alright, I understand! I can bear the consequences, but why must I bring disaster to the entire Blood Dragon Palace?! This is the place where you were born and raised. "
Ting Ruyi said, "Weapons, mountains, rivers, earth, and everything else is just a dream. Brother, you're too stubborn. No wonder you can't advance any further. It's because you can't break your stubbornness. Enough said, let me send you on your way."
Countless streams of light flowed out from his body and formed an exquisite armor. Moreover, the radiance enveloped Ting Ruyi, causing her figure to blur and her face to become indistinct.
Ting Ruyi took a step forward and recited an incantation. Countless streaks of green light appeared in the surroundings of the hall and transformed into glistening silver needles. With a sway, they turned into a silver needle storm.
Ting Xiongying said coldly, "Looks like you've completely submitted to Fan Wu. Since that's the case, as your brother, I'll discipline you on behalf of our parents!"
With a loud shout, he spun on the spot and a golden seal appeared in his hand. He pressed it into the void, and a loud rumbling sound rang out. The silver needle storm was completely blocked, and a large number of them were pushed back.
Ting Ruyi sneered, "You're clearly the one who's submitted to Fan Wu, yet you're talking about me. Brother, you're so bad. You're framing your sister even before you die."
With that, she produced a silver mirror with both hands and waved it in the air. The remaining power of the silver needles and seal that were sent flying back vanished under the mirror's light.
Ting Xiongying's expression darkened. Without another word, he raised the seal and pressed it down again.
Space rumbled and shattered as the light of the seal descended.
Ting Ruyi's figure blurred and flew out of the hall, not daring to take the attack head-on.
"Hmph, fleeing? You probably have some arrangements outside. Otherwise, how would you dare to cause trouble in the Blood Dragon Palace by yourself? I'd like to see who's with you! "
Ting Xiongying raised the seal and chased after him.
Yang Qingxuan frowned. His consciousness had also sensed outside the hall. The entire mirror sacred ground was filled with blood qi. Apart from the intact secret room, he could sense everything else.
As soon as Ting Xiong Ying came out of the palace, he was hit by a blinding golden light. Countless golden mountains appeared in the sky above the palace. There was an endless stream of golden mountains, and each of them had a rune engraved at the bottom. With a rumbling sound, they shot down.
"Ancient treasure — Thousand Mountains of Flying Peaks!"
Ting Xiongying's expression changed greatly. His eyes instantly contracted into a scarlet dot as he shouted, "Which great one of the Emperor clan is it?"
There were a thousand golden mountains, forming a vast expanse. They were unparalleled and ordinary practitioners would be crushed to death by them.
Ting Xiongying did not dare to be careless. He turned and ran back into the hall, hoping to avoid this attack.
But as soon as he turned, an extremely sharp and tyrannical energy slashed at him.
This was a black saber light that cleaved space in half.
"Boom!"
The space within a thousand li, along with the palace, was cleaved apart by this saber.
This was Elephant Formless. At some point, he had circled around the palace and joined forces with Imperial Might.
Within the sea of blood, Yang Qingxuan grimaced.
Let alone a pincer attack, if either of these attacks were to land on him, he would die without a doubt unless he used the Step of the Dao.
The sound emitted from the thousand foot Flying Peak was not stronger than his Imperial Seal or Dragon Sceptre Iron Truncheon, but its power was a hundred times greater.
This was closely related to the weapon's owner's cultivation and understanding of the Great Dao.
"So it really is the Emperor clan that wants to kill me!"
Ting Xiong Ying was infuriated to the extreme. With a loud roar, the space around him started to distort. Suddenly, a strange scene appeared. Ting Xiong Ying disappeared into the distorted space.
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