I Have A Qi Fortune Altar.
Chapter 716: 454: Daoist, Chen Yuan!

Chapter 716: Chapter 454: Daoist, Chen Yuan!

After entering the dried well, Chen Yuan realized just how vast it was inside.

It was like a cave system, as if the entire harem had been dug through, filled with intertwined caves, which made him marvel.

It truly lived up to the reputation of the Capital, it was indeed all about underground passages!

If it weren’t for the guidance of the Heavenly Book, it would have been extremely difficult for Chen Yuan to navigate inside, and it would have taken a lot of time, which he was in desperate need of.

He knew well that Taoist Divine Palace causing a commotion in the Capital was like throwing an egg against a rock—no matter how much they prepared, they were simply no match for real strength.

Without several True Monarch level experts joining hands, the idea of truly turning the Capital upside down was nothing but a pipe dream.

At most, they could only delay for a bit of time.

This time they had bought for him, he couldn’t afford to waste any of it deliberately.

His life’s creed was to exact revenge on his enemies, exterminate their clans, and return favors with profound gratitude.

These Daoists of the Taoist Divine Palace had saved his life, especially Jiang He who had helped him repeatedly. Without Jiang He’s protection, he could never have acted so recklessly in Qingzhou.

Nor could he have freely slain those children blessed with Qi Fortune.

Even less likely could he have reached the Grandmaster Realm in just a year and a half, commanding awe and respect.

He… didn’t want them to die.

But these were not things he could stop, the only thing Chen Yuan could do was shorten the time needed to rescue Moluo as much as possible, to buy them time to evacuate.

Following the intertwined caves below, Chen Yuan kept a vigilant watch as he moved swiftly along.

To his observant eyes, these caves were no ordinary ones. They bore Formation lines all over them and were filled with exceptionally rich Primordial Energy, no less than a Secret Realm.

The deeper he went, the more he could feel an imposing aura building around him.

The caves in the harem area did not move in a straight line but extended downwards.

All the caves slanted downward.

In just a short moment, Chen Yuan felt he had covered a distance of thousands of meters, instinctively heightening his vigilance to its peak.

Although Su Ziyue and the others had not mentioned anyone guarding below earlier, it was always better to be cautious.

This place was under the Imperial Palace; what if there was some mysterious expert guarding Moluo?

Luckily, Chen Yuan didn’t possess the cursed ‘crow’s mouth,’ and his worries did not materialize. After walking for roughly a hundred breaths, he finally neared his destination.

In front of him, a Stone Gate appeared.

This was his last barrier to seeing Elder Moluo.

Pondering with a halted step, Chen Yuan’s expression gradually became solemn.

Engraved with dense and intricate Sanskrit, it was nearly similar to what he had seen on the dried well earlier, but he could feel that the Prohibition on this Stone Gate was even stronger!

If it were just by his own power, even if he brought the cave down, he wouldn’t be able to break through this Stone Gate.

Fortunately, he had already learned about this Stone Gate from sources like Li Su and others. They knew of this gate because Elder Moluo had brought it up during his lucid periods.

Named the Demon Suppression Pass,

it was established by a Bodhisattva-level expert from Spirit Mountain.

The reason why Li Su, Chu Changfeng, and other Daoists of the Taoist Divine Palace had not taken action earlier was firstly because they wanted to wait for the Imperial Ancestral Worship Ceremony, secondly, they lacked a suitable person to carry out the deed, thirdly, due to the Ascending Immortal Fruit,

and fourthly, they were figuring out how to break the seal on the Demon Suppression Pass.

The time was ripe today, with all the advantageous conditions in alignment.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Yuan’s hand once again flashed with light, and a pitch-black Talisman appeared in his hand, difficult to break through Demon Suppression Pass.

Especially without alerting Pu Xian Bodhisattva.

The only reason he said this was because Moluo had once mentioned that Pu Xian came from Spirit Mountain to the Central Plains not just to spread the Buddhist teachings,

but also to guard him.

He might possess an Exotic Treasure that could sense any disturbances at the Demon Suppression Pass.

And this pitch-black Talisman, named the Nine Profound Talisman, was specifically designed to counteract the Demon Suppression Pass, as revealed by Elder Moluo previously.

Chen Yuan bit the tip of his finger, forcing a drop of pale golden Essence Blood to fall onto the Talisman, merging into it as if water into the sea, and then,

the entire cave suddenly lit up with a dim glow.

Bracing against this massive pressure, Chen Yuan directly affixed the Nine Profound Talisman to the Demon Suppression Pass.

“Boom boom boom….”

Upon contact, the Demon Suppression Pass immediately emitted rumbling noises, with beams of light intertwining in front of him to form a magnificent spectacle.

Inside the Imperial City.

Currently battling Jiang He, Pu Xian Bodhisattva suddenly frowned, sensing a vague tremor that flickered and vanished. But upon calculating, he could discern nothing.

It was indeed strange….

But at that moment, he couldn’t afford to dwell on other thoughts, as the so-called Sword Daoist of the Taoist Divine Palace before him was causing him a great deal of trouble.

That soaring Sword Intent even hindered his movements.

Initially thinking to resolve the battle within ten breaths, yet a hundred breaths later, they were still at a stalemate.

Of course, though Pu Xian Bodhisattva was restrained, Jiang He couldn’t defeat him either and could hardly maintain his offensive.

Pu Xian Bodhisattva stood unmovable like a mountain, with his body enveloped by a virtual Golden Bell.

It was a Spirit Mountain Divine Skill, the Immovable Ming King Bell, impervious to all evils.