Currently, Immortal Venerables were at least on the seventh floor. Currently, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was about to reach the eighth floor while Ning Fan was still on the fifth floor. Both of them were too far away from each other. Even with Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's Immortal Venerables cultivation base, it would take him a lot of time to descend from the seventh floor to the fifth floor.
"In order to complete the clan leader's order, I have no choice but to go to the lower floor."
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon shook his head and turned towards the direction of the lower floor.
Currently, there were a total of eight Immortal Venerables in the Nine Heavens Imperial Court: four Barbaric Ancestors, two Immortal Venerables of the demon race and two human Immortal Venerables. Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was originally at the sixth place, just below the four Barbaric Ancestors and Ao Xuan.
When Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon turned around and returned, he concealed his qi, making it almost silent. However, he was still noticed by Liu He and Miao Yan who were behind him.
"Strange. Why didn't this Old Man Poisonous Dragon go up but down instead? Doesn't he want to go to the top floor to fight for the ancient passage …? "
Liu He and Miao Yan were puzzled but they could not figure it out. Thus, they stopped thinking about it and continued to move upwards.
When Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon turned around, Ning Fan continued to climb upwards, trying to catch up to the Seventh Barbaric Ancestor and take back the souls of the one million barbarians.
With the power of the Joss Flame Arrows, Ning Fan moved forward at full speed. Each palace could only trap him for less than half a breath. When he reached the 52nd palace on the fifth floor, his eyes narrowed slightly as he felt the vast aura force coming from the palace.
"The 52nd palace is the 496th palace that I have passed through along the way. After 396, it is indeed 496 … "
The aura force in the 52nd palace was a few times stronger than the previous palaces. Even if Ning Fan had the protection of the Joss Flame Arrows, he still felt his breathing become heavy when he entered the palace.
He did not say much. He endured the aura force and walked out of the 52nd palace. It took him ten breaths in total.
After passing through the 52nd palace, his body produced a lot of barbarian blood which was devoured by the jie blood. The improvement of the jie blood was negligible but Ning Fan did not mind it.
From the 52nd palace onwards, the aura force of each palace became heavier and heavier. Ning Fan needed ten breaths to pass through each palace.
This speed was under the protection of the Joss Flame Arrow. Without the protection of the Joss Flame Arrow, with his current cultivation base, he would definitely be sent flying by the pressure.
With his cultivation, it was too difficult for him to ascend to a higher level in the Nine Heavens Imperial Court. However, since he had decided to fight against the Seventh Berserker Ancestor and take back the Berserker's soul, he would not turn back no matter how difficult the journey was.
The 53rd palace, the 54th palace, the 55th palace … Ning Fan walked all the way to the 56th palace. The corresponding number of this palace was 500. In this palace, Ning Fan also did not face the fifth damage tribulation. However, he did not mind it at all.
The further he went, the harder it was to move forward. After an unknown period of time, he finally walked out of the 111th palace and reached the highest point of the fifth floor of the Heavenly Imperial Court.
This time, not only was the voice of the stone statue not heard, even the teleportation formation that should have appeared did not appear.
"I can only rely on my own abilities to tear apart the sky and ascend to the sixth floor."
Ning Fan suddenly flipped his hand. The Memory Severing Dao Sword that was glowing with purple qi directly appeared in his hand. He slashed the sword at the sky, creating a gap at the peak of the sea of clouds. Then, he leaped into it.
After going through a series of turbulent void currents, Ning Fan appeared in the sixth floor of the Heavenly Imperial Court. The environment of this floor was completely different from the previous five floors. The clouds and mist in the sky were all red. Scarlet lightning bolts kept striking down from the sky. The rumbling sounds were so deafening that it hurt one's eardrums.
However, Ning Fan did not have the mood to enjoy the scenery here because as soon as he entered the sixth floor, he was immediately locked on by a vast killing intent.
On the platform where he was standing, a purple-haired old man with dragon horns was standing proudly one hundred zhang * (3.33m per zhang) away. It seemed like he had been waiting here for a long time. It was actually Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon!
"You've finally arrived at the sixth floor. I've been waiting for a long time …"
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was originally closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep. As if he wanted to say something to Ning Fan, he slowly opened his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ning Fan's ghost-faced silver-haired appearance. Instantly, his eyes widened and his face was filled with disbelief. He cried out involuntarily. "How could it be you?! Could it be that you've seized the Primordial Qi of the clan leader?! Impossible! "
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon received the clan leader's order to go to the lower floor to find a mysterious Immortal Venerable and take back his Primordial Qi. Along the way, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had imagined various scenarios where he would encounter that mysterious Immortal Venerable. However, he did not expect that the 'mysterious Immortal Venerable' that the clan leader mentioned was actually Ning Fan.
The clan leader could only blame the fact that the projection of Ning Fan was too vague. Thus, the clan leader of the True Dragon Clan could not see Ning Fan's ghost-faced silver-haired appearance clearly. Since Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon received the clan leader's order to rush to the lower floor, it was even more impossible for him to know that the person he was looking for was Ning Fan.
Ghost-Faced silver-haired! Ghost-Faced silver-haired! How could Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon forget Ning Fan's appearance? How could he forget it?!
After the initial shock, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's eyes immediately surged with killing intent. Without saying a word, he directly took out a ruler type magic treasure that shone with silver light and swung it at Ning Fan's head!
As soon as the silver ruler soared into the sky, it immediately multiplied into ten thousand. All of a sudden, countless silhouettes of the silver ruler changed into raindrops and fell on Ning Fan's head.
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon could not understand how Ning Fan was able to ascend to the sixth floor with his current cultivation base. He also could not understand how Ning Fan became the 'mysterious Immortal Venerable' that the clan leader mentioned and seized his primordial qi. However, it did not matter to him. After he kills Ning Fan and searches his soul and memories, he would naturally find out everything!
That silver ruler was a Twelve Nirvana Postcelestial Nirvana magic treasure. Its name was' Demon Essence Ruler '. With Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's Immortal Venerable cultivation base at full force, only Immortal Venerables could withstand the attack of this treasure head-on.
Not only did this Demon Essence Ruler possess great destructive power, but it also possessed a special ability called [Bloodline Suppression]! Any kind of ability that requires the activation of bloodline power could be forcefully interrupted by the Demon Essence Ruler! In order to capture Ning Fan, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had purposely borrowed this treasure from an Immortal Venerable of the True Dragon Clan.
In Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's eyes, Ning Fan was just a junior whose cultivation base was around the Void Rending Realm. In the past, if it wasn't for the two Immortal Venerables, Liu He and Miao Yan, who had repeatedly intervened, he would have already captured and killed Ning Fan. Even though Ning Fan's cultivation base was not high, there was still something about him that made him wary.
"What this kid needs to fear the most is the ancestral bloodline of the Fu Li Race! Back then, he ignited his ancestral blood and took me by surprise, snatching the ancestral bow from my hands. That was the greatest shame of my life! I remember that this child burned a drop of ancestral blood in the past and still had three drops of ancestral blood in his body. If that kid goes crazy again today and burns the remaining three drops of ancestral blood, I'm afraid that I won't be able to kill him even if I use my full strength. Fortunately, this old man borrowed the Demon Essence Ruler. With this ruler, this child can forget about burning his blood! "
Old Ancestor Du Long's eyes became more and more ruthless. The way he looked at Ning Fan was like a dead man.
From Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's point of view, this Demon Essence Ruler had a great ability that could suppress one's bloodline. If Ning Fan ignites his blood, he would be suppressed in an instant and the process of igniting his blood would be interrupted. If Ning Fan didn't ignite his blood, he wouldn't be able to withstand an attack from a twelve nirvana magical treasure with his weak cultivation!
"Twelve Nirvana Postcelestial Treasures huh …"
As soon as Ning Fan entered the sixth floor, he was sneakily attacked by Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon. Although he was slightly surprised, he did not panic at all. Along the way, it was not Ning Fan's first time fighting against an Immortal Venerate. Without saying a word, he patted his sword pouch. Immediately, five rays of sword light flew out from the sword pouch and went against the rain of innumerable feet in the sky!
* Bang * * Bang * * Bang *
The five rays of sword light were none other than the five rain immortal swords that Ning Fan had refined for many years. Among them, the Four Minute Swords were only at the fifth nirvana grade of the Postcelestial Treasures. Besides, they were already severely damaged in the previous battle. At this moment, when they collided with the rain of innumerable feet, the four swords let out a whimper at the same time and were crushed into powder.
To cultivators of the Du Zhen Realm, Fifth Nirvana Postcelestial Treasures were considered as top-notch equipment. However, in front of a Twelfth Nirvana Nirvana Magic Treasure like the Demon Essence Ruler, a Fifth Nirvana Magic Treasure was obviously not powerful enough.
Seeing that the Four Minute Swords were all destroyed, Ning Fan sighed inwardly. However, he did not say anything and continued to control the last immortal sword with all his might to resist the rain of innumerable feet.
The last immortal sword was naturally the Separation and Reunion Sword of the Twelfth Nirvana grade. With this sword in hand, Ning Fan actually managed to withstand the rain of innumerable feet in just a short period of time!
"Twelfth Nirvana Immortal Sword!" Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon narrowed his eyes and sneered. "I didn't expect a junior like you to actually have a magic treasure of the Twelfth Nirvana grade! Even Immortal Venerates like me don't have many magic treasures of this grade. Unfortunately, the grade of this treasure is too high for you. With your current cultivation base, I'm afraid you can only exert a portion of the sword's power. I, on the other hand, am different. I can exert 120% of the Demon Essence Ruler's power. Your sword is no match for my treasured ruler! "
As Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon spoke, he suddenly changed his hand seals. The rain of innumerable feet immediately dispersed, revealing the true form of the Demon Essence Ruler. That Demon Essence Ruler suddenly shook its body and turned into a one thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) large silver demonic dragon. It swallowed the Separation and Reunion Sword in one gulp.
"From today onwards, this sword belongs to me! Humph! If you still have other magic treasures of the Twelfth Nirvana grade, just use them all and give them to me! " Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon smiled coldly with an extremely disdainful expression. Even though he said so, he did not think that Ning Fan still had other magic treasures of the Twelfth Nirvana grade.
It was already rare for an ordinary Immortal Venerable to have a Twelfth Nirvana grade immortal treasure. From Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's point of view, Ning Fan was not an ancient Immortal Venerable. Having a Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasure was already very rare. The probability of him having a second one was really not high.
As a matter of fact, Ning Fan still had one more Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasure. In the past, Ning Fan obtained the three treasures of Immortal King Six Desires. Among them, the Desire Liberation Pearl was already destroyed. The Separation and Reunion Sword was refined by Ning Fan into one of the Five Rain Swords. There was another treasure which was also at the Twelfth Nirvana grade. It was the [Sky-Burning Fan] which could activate corpse fire to hurt others.
Only those who possessed the bloodline of corpse devils could use the Sky-Burning Fan. In the past, Ning Fan did not have enough magic power. Thus, he had never used this fan. However, now that his cultivation base had broken through to the Mid True Crossing Realm and his Tribulation Blood had also reached the Minor Accomplishment Realm, he could still exert a portion of the Sky-Burning Fan's power.
Ning Fan naturally understood that the difference between his cultivation base and Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's was just too huge. Even if they both used Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasures, the power he could exert would definitely not be as strong as Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's.
Theoretically, he would probably not be able to hurt Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon at all if he used the Sky-Burning Fan to attack him.
However, as a matter of fact, the Sky-Burning Fan was one of the three treasures which made Immortal King Six Desires famous. Its most powerful aspect was not to hurt others but to trick others.
"You want to take my magic treasure? Let's see if you have the ability to do so!"
Ning Fan snorted coldly. He flipped his hand and a red light flashed. Then, a huge palm-leaf fan which was entirely red appeared in his hand.
As soon as the fan appeared, the temperature of heaven and earth immediately rose by a few degrees. Indistinctly, the Dao of Fire was flowing on the surface of the fan.
"Another Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasure!" Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's eyes immediately burned with passion. He even felt a little jealous of Ning Fan who was a junior.
He himself only had one Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasure. Including the Demon Essence Ruler that he borrowed, he only had two Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasures in total. Ning Fan was just a junior who was not even at the Thought Fragmentation Realm. Yet, he actually had two Twelfth Nirvana grade magic treasures. It really made Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon feel a little unbalanced.
The fiery-red palm-leaf fan in front of him was obviously not an ordinary item. Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's heart throbbed. As long as he kills Ning Fan, this treasured fan would naturally belong to him.
"This treasure will also belong to me!" Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon sneered and pointed at the sky. The Demon Essence Ruler that transformed into a gigantic silver dragon immediately swooped down in Ning Fan's direction. It actually wanted to swallow him along with the fan.
Ning Fan's expression was emotionless. He held the candle bow in his left hand and the Sky-Burning Fan in his right. All of his magic power and tribulation sense power flowed into the fan. Suddenly, he raised his hand and waved it at the gigantic silver dragon.
As he waved the fan, scarlet flames and smoke immediately engulfed heaven and earth. There were also countless threads of the Dao of Fire that tore the vast sky apart!
Before the gigantic silver dragon could get close to it, it was suddenly entangled by those threads of the Dao of Fire. Its body immediately began to burn and it let out miserable cries. Even though it was shrieking, its body did not suffer much damage. The killing intent in its eyes became more and more ferocious. Obviously, Ning Fan's action had enraged the gigantic silver dragon.
"Humph. Insignificant tricks. With your cultivation base, you won't be able to unleash the full power of this fan. You won't be able to hurt this dragon!" Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon said disdainfully.
Just as his voice fell, his old eyes suddenly widened, revealing a look of disbelief.
He did not know what happened to the gigantic silver dragon. Even though it was not burned by the flames, its body began to rot bit by bit. First, it was the dragon's tail. Then, half of the dragon's body began to rot, emitting a foul stench that soared into the sky. Filthy blood flowed uncontrollably. Under the rotten flesh, even the white bones were exposed!
This was the sinister part of the Sky-Burning Fan. The flames that the Sky-Burning Fan shot out were not ordinary immortal flames but corpse flames. To deal with the weak, the Sky-Burning Fan could turn them into ashes with just a single blow. Even if the Sky-Burning Fan could not burn the enemy, it could still trick them a little.
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon did not know the background of the Sky-Burning Fan. For a moment, he naturally could not figure out why the gigantic silver dragon was injured.
Ning Fan, however, did not plan to give Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon the chance to think carefully. He raised his hand again and waved at the gigantic silver dragon. This time, the heavily injured dragon was directly turned into ashes, returning to the original form of the Demon Essence Ruler. The Separation and Reunion Sword that was swallowed by the gigantic dragon just now was also seized by Ning Fan.
This was the first time Ning Fan managed to gain an advantage from an Immortal Venerate by relying on his own strength and a little scheming!
"There's definitely something strange about this fan. Otherwise, with this young man's cultivation base, he certainly won't be able to break the attack of the Demon Essence Ruler!" Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was secretly shocked. The way he looked at the Sky-Burning Fan became even more greedy, almost as if he was determined to get it.
Just as he was about to activate the Demon Essence Ruler to attack Ning Fan again, Ning Fan took the initiative to activate the Sky-Burning Fan and swung it at Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon!
Knowing that there was something strange about the Sky-Burning Fan, how could Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon be willing to take the fan's attack head-on? He raised his hand and kept the Demon Essence Ruler back into his sleeve. Then, he suddenly patted the top of his head. The top of his head immediately opened and seven purple demon lamps flew out, protecting his body.
As soon as the fiery smoke from the Sky-Burning Fan approached Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon, the seven demon lamps immediately emitted purple light at the same time, sweeping away all the fiery smoke. With the protection of these seven demon lamps, the Sky-Burning Fan could not hurt Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon at all even with its sneaky abilities.
"Junior, this Seven Star Lamp is my only Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasure. It can be used for both offense and defense. With this lamp in hand, your sneaky methods won't be able to hurt me! If you don't have any other methods, you can die now! "
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon pointed at the seven demon lamps. Each of the seven demon lamps immediately shot out a ball of purple flames, turning into a sea of flames that covered the sky and engulfed Ning Fan.
At the same time, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was cautiously watching Ning Fan burn his blood. From his point of view, Ning Fan had used two types of Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasures consecutively without gaining the upper hand. He had already exhausted all his tricks and there was an eighty percent chance that he was going to burn his blood and risk his life.
"As long as this young man burns his blood, I will immediately take out the Demon Essence Ruler and suppress his demon blood! No matter what, I will never give him the chance to burn his blood. Otherwise, once he burns all three drops of ancestral blood and has two Twelfth Nirvana Magic Treasures in his hands, I may not be his match! "
Ning Fan looked at the sea of purple flames that covered the sky and took a deep breath. Under Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's puzzled gaze, he kept the Separation and Reunion Sword and the Sky-Burning Fan.
The Separation and Reunion Sword could not hurt Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon and the Sky-Burning Fan could not harm him either. Since that was the case, it was meaningless for him to keep them.
His greatest reliance was not these two Twelfth Nirvana Immortal Treasures at all. It was not from the beginning.
Ning Fan tightened his grip on the candle bow in his hand. His eyes suddenly turned sharp. The numerous Joss Flame Arrows that were hovering around him suddenly shone brightly.
Ning Fan was reluctant to use these Joss Flame Arrows as he wanted to save them for the battle with the Seventh Generation Barbaric Ancestor. However, since Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon was blocking his way, he had no choice but to use these arrows!
"Old Man Poisonous Dragon, do you remember what I said in the past?"
Ning Fan's eyes still flickered with cold light. He suddenly raised the candle bow and waved his right hand. Five Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrows appeared and he pulled the bowstring!
At the moment when Ning Fan pulled the bowstring, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon who had been calm all along suddenly had a drastic change in his expression. He actually felt a sense of impending death from the candle bow!
"Hiss! What kind of arrow is this? It actually has such a terrifying murderous qi! "Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's heart was in turmoil!
The Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrow was a legendary divine ability of the True Dragon Clan. Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had never seen it before. That was why he did not know that the arrow Ning Fan was going to shoot out was the item that made Ancestor Dragon Zhu Li famous!
Ancestor Dragon Zhu Li had killed countless ancient experts with his bow alone. He founded the True Dragon Clan with his own strength. What people respected the most was the usage of the Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrow.
The Candle Bow had the body of a bow spirit. It could condense the joss flames of slaughter into arrows. However, this bow did not submit to any member of the True Dragon Clan. No one had ever subdued it before. Therefore, no one had ever used this bow before and no one had ever condensed a Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrow.
All along, the Candle Bow's spirit had been enshrined in the Ancestral Soul Pond by the members of the True Dragon Clan. They worshipped them like their old ancestor until Ning Fan took the bow away. All along, the Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrow had been a legend of the True Dragon Clan. Until one day, the Candle Bow willingly condensed a Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrow for Ning Fan in order to save its own life …
Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon did not know that the arrows circling Ning Fan's body were the famous Six-coloured and Seven-coloured Joss Flame Arrows in the history of the True Dragon Clan. Even though he did not know about it, he could sense a sense of impending death from the five Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrows that were about to leave the bow.
Without any hesitation, Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon directly withdrew the sea of purple flames that covered the entire sky. He did not plan to use the power of the seven demon lamps to attack Ning Fan anymore. He randomly chose an ancient bluestone path, turned around and ran towards the direction of the seventh floor.
At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind and that was to leave this place as soon as possible. No matter what kind of arrow Ning Fan shot at him, he must not take it head-on!
In the Nine Heavens Imperial Court, there was an extremely strong restrictive power that forbade the space. Even Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon could not fly. He could only run on his feet.
While he was running, he activated the power of the Seven Star Demon Lamps and the Demon Essence Ruler to protect his body. With a single thought, his entire body was immediately covered with purple dragon scales. He had actually summoned all of the natal dragon scales that he had cultivated for countless years just to defend himself against the attack of the Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrows!
"You can't escape!"
At this moment, Ning Fan released the bowstring. Five Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrows emitted ear-piercing whistling sounds and flew towards Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon's back.
Even though Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had been running for his life, he could not fly right now. How could he outrun the Joss Flame Arrows?
Even though Old Ancestor Poisonous Dragon had already used three layers of defense to protect himself, his entire body was still drenched in cold sweat in an instant.
This arrow was too fast. It was so fast that he did not have much time to react at all!
He tried to turn around. However, when he had just turned halfway, his body was already engulfed by the Six-coloured Joss Flame Arrows. His eyes immediately flashed with a hint of ruthlessness.
"Junior, how dare you! You want to kill me with this arrow? Don't even think about it! "
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