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Chapter 1578

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The ancient dragon soul was not a physical form of will. It was in the form of energy. When this tyrannical power entered the robe, it began to struggle and resist.

Lu Zhou hovered in the air. His robe fluttered wildly.

The main body of the Frost Ancient Dragon slowly descended. With a loud boom, it smashed into the icy ground of the ancient formation space. Cracks appeared on the ground and spread out in all directions.

Even though it was a powerful ancient dragon soul, in front of the master of Taixuan Mountain, it still felt fear and trembled — the cultivator who had once dominated the entire world and was invincible had left too many legends in this world. Humans, vicious beasts, and the world of cultivators all turned pale at the mention of him. In ancient times, powerful beasts had joined forces to defeat this human expert. Alas, they were utterly defeated.

The ancestors of the Dragon Clan were unlucky enough to be defeated by the Fiend God. One of his dragon tendons was pulled out.

It was hard to look back on the past.

It did not expect this was the master of Taixuan Mountain!

He had actually returned after 100,000 years!



The ancient dragon soul seemed to have entered a closed space. It ran around desperately, trying to find an exit.

"Let me out!"

The dragon soul wailed.

It ran around madly.

Every time the dragon soul ran around in the space of the robe weaved with the Holy Dragon Tendon, the robe would flutter in the wind.

Lu Zhou was unmoved. He joined his palms together and said, "Meaningless struggle."

A buzzing sound rang in the air. The Golden Buddha Body stood in the air. The Golden Buddha Body opened its mouth slightly. Musical notes flew out of Lu Zhou's mouth and fell into the world of the robe.

"Great Meditation Power."

Lu Zhou did not often use Buddhist powers.

However, under these circumstances, Buddhist powers were undoubtedly more suitable and more effective.

The musical notes entered the closed space of the robe. To the ancient dragon soul, this space was boundless. It was like a vast galaxy.

The shining golden talisman seals seemed to have descended from the heavens as they crashed into the dragon soul.

The ancient dragon soul kept dodging in the dark space. It roared and cried.

The dragon soul that was skilled in the laws of space could not leave at all.

Rumble!

A mysterious rumbling sound rang in the starry sky.

A colossus flashed across the sky, causing the primordial dragon soul to tremble and become dumbfounded.

It could not move!

"Sheng Long!"

The Heavenly Scar Robes were woven from the tendons of the Sacred Dragon. Even though the Sacred Dragon was dead, the robes still contained the Sacred Dragon's willpower.

This power might only be a remnant aura, but it was enough to make the Primordial Dragon Soul tremble in fear and submit.

First, the master of Taixuan Mountain had used the great Buddhist magic to suppress it, and then, the Holy Dragon had used its power to intimidate the soul. The power of the ancient dragon soul had been greatly weakened.

In the vast starry sky of the universe, the surging power gradually calmed down.

The Primordial Dragon Soul's powerful will gradually merged with the Sacred Dragon Tendon.

Within the space of the ancient formation.

Lu Zhou's robe shone with a dazzling radiance as it shot out in all directions.

A faint halo appeared beneath his feet and spread throughout the entire space.

The remnant energies of the Ancient Era's organisms in the ancient formation all fell to the ground, not daring to even think of resisting.

The four of them gradually relaxed. They patiently waited for Lu Zhou to finish sealing and intimidating them.

The Heavenly Scar Robe was still fluttering in the air, radiating light everywhere.

Lu Zhou kept chanting the Buddhist power until the ancient dragon soul's voice faded away.

"A crucial moment." Emperor Shang Zhang sensed the change in his aura.

"Isn't it going to end?"

"It's not that simple. He wants to forge a perfect Daoist robe." The dao child said.

"Daoist robe?"

The Daoist child said, "Before this, I had neglected his robe. There were a lot of defensive clothing in the cultivation world, but most of them started from the material and engraved formations on the material. However, there were no traces of arrays or runes on this robe. He just didn't expect it to be a dragon tendon. The Holy Dragon Tendon was a rare material that was comparable to a divine object. It's not weaker than the Primordial Frost Dragon in terms of rank. The two are of the same species, but they repel each other. "

"Once the two are fused, the clothes will be able to block the power of the rules. All of you are Dao Saints, so you should understand why Dao Saints are stronger than Saints and Perfected People. The difference lies in the comprehension of the laws. "

The other three were secretly surprised.

Emperor Xuan Pin said, "Without the restraints of the rules, wouldn't it be a one-sided slaughter?"

"In theory, that should be the case," Emperor Shang Zhang said. "Nothing is absolute. A perfect Daoist robe can greatly increase one's defensive power, but it can't increase one's offensive power. "

"That makes sense."

After he finished speaking.

The radiance of the Heavenly Scar Robe faded away.

Radiance swirled around his body.

Lu Zhou made a series of hand gestures.

He spread his arms, and the robe left his body.

He stirred up a storm.

With a slight wave of his arm, an ancient dragon soul flew out of the robe and shook the heavens and the earth.

However, the power from the robe shrouded it like a canopy of the heavens.

In the skies, an avatar chanted a sutra.

A majestic and awe-inspiring voice resounded in the skies.

It was completely different from before.

After chanting for a while, the avatar shouted,

"Ha!"

As soon as the avatar finished speaking, a huge white script that covered an area of 10,000 miles appeared in the skies and landed on the robe.

Emperor Xuan Pin said, "Six Syllables Great Mantra."

"Ha!"

Another shining golden seal script descended from the sky, covering the entire sky.

The ancient dragon soul fused with the dragon tendon.

The Big Dipper Seven Primes, divine Qi dominating the heavens. The Heavenly Dipper Great Sage radiated boundless might.

"Ma", "Ba", "Mi", "Hum", "Hum", "Ma", "Ba", four big characters landed on Tian Hen's long robe.

The ancient dragon soul completely gave up resisting and became a part of the Heavenly Scar Robe.

The voice faded away.

The radiance vanished.

The Heavenly Scar Robe flew back to Lu Zhou and returned to his body.

The radiance flowed from the top to the bottom. The Golden Lotus bloomed beneath his feet and held the radiance in place. Everything returned to normal.

The most perfect Daoist robe in the world was complete.



The Ancient Formation returned to its usual silence.

Unlike before, the frost ancient dragon had truly fallen into an eternal slumber. It was impossible for it to awaken.

Its servants were still prostrated on the ground, subservient to the will of the robe.

Lu Zhou stood with his hands on his back. He looked around and said softly, "Scram."

The remaining ancient creatures fled in all directions. They flew out of the Ancient Formation and the eight peaks before vanishing from the world.

Lu Zhou retracted his Golden Lotus and descended slowly as though he was a feather.

He looked at the expressions on the four people's faces.

Little Yuan 'er and Conch's mouths were slightly agape. Nobody knew what they were thinking.

Emperor Xuan Pin's eyes were filled with awe.

Apart from being slightly shocked, Great Emperor Shang Zhang was wary as well.

"I should've thought of this," Shang Zhang could not help but say as he shook his head, "I should've thought of this."

"Thought of what?" Lu Zhou was puzzled.

"That's right. It's such an obvious answer … "Shang Zhang sighed. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.

After a long while, Shang Zhang cupped his fists at Lu Zhou and greeted him, "Nice to meet you."

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