At the Sword Refinement Meet.
Chung Shen-soo suddenly sighed.
Accompanied by that sigh, the entire Hundred Refinement Peak collapsed …
If it was a mortal, that would have resulted in a huge casualty.
Even for cultivators, many servants and disciples were buried within. Countless streaks of light flew up and were extremely shocked. "What happened?"
Chung Shen-soo summoned Child Feather and sat on its back, watching the Sword Refinement Meet stop halfway.
Ouyang Zi, who was about to ask a question, was instantly depressed …
However, no one cared about him anymore.
After the original concealment formation shattered, a terrifying aura spread out from the black hole where Hundred Refinement Peak was originally located.
Majestic, vast …
It was clearly beyond the limits of Golden Core cultivators!
"Essence Spirit?"
"No … it's the aura of a numinous treasure!"
Dao Being Mysterious Poison's expression changed as he shrieked.
"Xuanji, Hundred Refinement Sect actually hid a numinous treasure?"
All the cultivators looked towards the sect master.
However, the sect master was filled with unease.
According to the plan, the birth of a numinous treasure should not have been in such a hurry.
Under everyone's gaze, a beautiful white jade palace flew out from the black hole. There were murals of nine dragons fighting for a pearl on the palace walls.
Right in front of the palace, there were three ancient words' Myriad Elephant Palace 'on a gigantic horizontal board.
However, at that moment, the three ancient words were crooked, as though they were scribbled by a child.
The outline seemed to be … someone's distorted face with two streams of blood tears flowing down.
Dark clouds suddenly covered the sky for thousands of miles. A great terror was descending.
It was as though an existence was about to undergo a tribulation.
However, just as the tribulation was about to descend …
A voice filled with shock, fear and even despair sounded faintly. "This world … is poisonous! It's poisonous!"
Accompanied by a tragic cry, the horizontal board of Myriad Elephant Palace shattered.
Roar!
In Myriad Elephant Palace, the nine primordial Earth Lungs Fire Dragons smashed through the walls and howled. They were about to turn into nine fire dragons and wreak havoc on the ground, causing the entire Great Jing City to fall into a drought that lasted for decades.
The countless Dharma treasures that made up Myriad Elephant Palace lost the possibility of fusion and half of the building exploded.
"What a pity …"
Chung Shen-soo's expression did not change as he watched this scene.
After three months of seclusion, he had already secretly found out the truth.
However, why should he stop Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect from attempting to break through to the Essence Spirit realm and refine numinous treasures?
On the contrary, he was happy to see it happen.
Alas, he still failed.
"This person …"
The Sect Master of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect was filled with despair but he did not lose his mind. Looking at Chung Shen-soo's calm expression, he felt that this Creation Realm Patriarch was extremely unfathomable, as though he knew everything long ago.
"There should be a major flaw in the Spirit Seizing Technique … Possession by the True Spirit is one thing, but the most important thing is that I didn't expect this world to be poisonous. A true spirit that has already lost the protection of the divine soul, and when it advances to the Primordial Spirit along with the Dharma treasure, it will face the poison of heaven and earth without any protection? "
'Depositing spirit treasures does seem to be a shortcut to the Primordial Spirit Realm … Among the Five Uniques of the World, are there any cultivators who can't help but make a move on an ancient spirit treasure? Of course there is … but there's an 80% chance that we won't be able to beat him. '
Although the True Spirit of the Ancient Spiritual Treasure was ignorant, it was not a vegetable.
When in danger of life and death, it would definitely resist instinctively.
As for the divine soul of an ordinary cultivator, how could it win against a True Spirit that could mobilize the power of a spirit treasure?
Needless to say, it was to possess a body and fight in an away game. There was no chance of survival.
Only someone like Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect, who first possessed a spirit treasure that had yet to be refined and then advanced as a whole, had a chance of success.
Poof!
From the black hole, another five Huandan Old Monsters came out with their faces covered in dirt. Looking at the scene, they cried, "We failed …"
"Quick, fellow Daoists, follow me to suppress the nine Primordial Earth Lung Poison Fire Dragons. If we let them go, at least half of the sin will be on us!"
Yang Baixuan could not be bothered to be sad. Seeing that the Wanxiang Palace was collapsing, he hurriedly shouted.
Unfortunately, even though the five Huandan Old Monsters had amazing Dharmic powers and divine powers, they were already at the end of their rope.
Furthermore …
They were still missing Zhuge Wufeng!
As for the cultivators present, they were useless.
A single pounce from the Poison Fire Dragon was enough to refine even a first-grade cultivator to death!
"Sect Master seems to be in trouble,"
Chung Shen-soo approached the Sect Master of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect with a smile. "If you're willing to give me the refinement method of this ancient spirit treasure, I can capture a Poison Fire Dragon for you guys. How about that?"
"Please help, fellow Daoist."
The Sect Master of Hundred Refinement Sect had no choice but to cup his fists.
"Alright!"
Chung Shen-soo laughed and floated up, stopping a Poison Fire Dragon.
The Poison Fire Dragon was formed from the Primordial Earth Lung Fire Vein and had been suppressed by Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect for millions of years.
When it saw someone blocking its way, it spat out a mouthful of Earth Lung Poison Fire.
This fire was one of the seven great True Fires in the world. Even Child Feather would turn into ashes if he was touched by it.
However, Chung Shen-soo was not bothered at all as the phantom of a gigantic stone Buddha appeared behind him.
At that moment, the gigantic Buddha extended its palm and grabbed the Poison Fire Dragon single-handedly as though it was catching a venomous snake.
The Poison Fire Dragon struggled continuously and coiled around the stone Buddha, turning into a Stone Buddha Capturing Dragon Painting.
"This …"
The sect master of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect was stunned when he saw that. 'The Creation Patriarch's Dharmic powers … are probably even stronger than Patriarch Yang's. He's probably at the top of this world … Unless the old monsters of the Five Ultimates attack with their numinous treasures, they'll be able to dominate the world and no one can stop him …'
"Sect master …"
Chung Shen-soo returned to his side with a smile. "I've done what I asked for. Where's the reward?"
"Of course …"
The sect master hurriedly took out a jade slip and handed it to Chung Shen-soo respectfully with both hands. "Please continue to suppress those Poison Fire Dragons, Creation Patriarch. Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect will remember your kindness!"
However, Chung Shen-soo was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, he watched the battle between the five Reincarnation Patriarchs and the eight Poison Fire Dragons.
At the same time, a trace of his spirit consciousness seeped into the jade slip.
'This Spirit Snatching Technique is already half a success. I just didn't expect that there would be contamination when advancing to the Primordial Spirit … This technique actually contains the concept and wisdom of the six orthodox sects to break through to the Primordial Spirit …'
'Every single Poison Fire Dragon is roughly equivalent to a Fourth or Fifth Transformation Huandan expert … However, once the five old monsters recover, they can completely suppress them …'
He looked around.
Following the explosion of the Wanxiang Palace, countless itinerant cultivators were frantically fighting for the scattered building fragments.
Even if it was just a tile or a bronze nail on the door … it was still a Dharma treasure!
A bronze-colored stream of light smashed onto the ground like a meteor, creating a huge pit with an ancient bell in it.
A cultivator wearing a bamboo hat and shrouded in black casually waved his hand and the ancient bell Dharma treasure was sucked into his hands.
"It's a Perfected Dharma treasure! Put it down!"
A few itinerant cultivators rushed over with bloodshot eyes. However, a terrifying aura burst forth from this person – he was a Golden Core Patriarch!
"Senior, spare us! Spare us! "
As they ran, they knelt down and were crushed into meat paste by a gigantic hand made of Essence Qi.
Yi Tianchou reached out and caressed the ancient bell, his eyes filled with reminiscence. "Uncle Han …"
He put away the Dharma treasure and looked at the sect master of Xuanji Hundred Refinement Sect who was the center of attention. His eyes were filled with unconcealable hatred. "It's indeed you guys … and Creation Patriarch, why are you helping them? Are you trying to be my enemy? "
Yi Tianchou's expression was deranged, as though he had lost his mind. Suddenly, he crushed the 10,000 Miles Voice Transmission Talisman and left without looking back …
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