Yellow Court Daoist
Chapter 513 - 485: Blood Sea Clone, Emergence of the Spiritual Treasure!

"Fellow Daoist Brothers, do not be misled!"

The One Yuan Ancestor Master eyed the Combat Great Saint, Bai Changqing, and Situ Zhan—all blocked—and cast a harsh gaze upon the two ancestors of Shang River and East Sea.

"One Yuan Fellow Daoist cultivates the 'Jiuzhen Sword Dao.' Thirteen thousand years ago in that battle, this old dragon was only able to experience seven of your restraints."

"Today, a rare opportunity presents itself, and I wish to experience the remaining two restraints."

"Please, do not withhold your teachings."

The voice of the West Sea Ancestor boomed, his hand gripping a Golden Light Sword, devoid of even a wisp of smoke or dust. He approached the One Yuan Ancestor Master and thrust the sword forward, blocking his path.

"Utterly oblivious to the weight of the situation!"

The One Yuan Ancestor Master's face darkened to its limit, watching as the West Sea Ancestor advanced with his sword. In his hand, he immediately revealed a treasure sword inscribed with various characters.

Clang!

With the drawing of the treasure sword, he was ready to battle it out with the West Sea Ancestor.

However,

just as the sword was drawn, beneath the Karmic Fire, transitory flashes of five-colored light sparkled.

"How dare you, young upstart?!"

The One Yuan Ancestor Master roared furiously, his hand tightly gripping the Magic Sword, and as he opened his mouth to reprimand—

"Spare the three, to mercifully save all living beings."

"Shun the four indulgences, to purely engage with the world."

Countless sword flowers coalesced into a long river of sword light, aiming to dissipate the Five-Colored Divine Light.

But alas—

"Forgive me, Ancestor Master."

Above the Blood Sea, Lu Qingfeng grasped the treasure sword with characters inscribed on it, like the Combat Great Saint's 'Eight Treasures Turtle Back Dragon Spear' before him, and casually tossed it into the Blood Sea where it sank, out of sight.

The Magic Sword was seized.

In an instant, the One Yuan Ancestor Master lost thirty percent of his strength.

"What a marvelous Five-Colored Divine Light."

The West Sea Ancestor saw this, but, surprisingly, he revealed a rare smile. He did not mind at all that he was wielding an Immortal Sword, taking advantage of the now sword-less One Yuan Ancestor Master. The flickering sword flower pulled the One Yuan Ancestor Master into a distant battle.

The One Yuan Ancestor Master's 'Jiuzhen Sword Dao' was peerless, but for a moment, he was firmly suppressed, unable to resist.

"Excellent!"

Ao Jun stimulated the Wind and Fire Bracelet, and upon seeing this scene, he couldn't help but cheer inside. The intervention of the Three Dragon Ancestors took away eighty percent of the pressure from his uncle. Now only the Golden Light Ancestor Master attack remained, and the Karma Fire Red Lotus gradually stabilized, seemingly safe from immediate shattering.

But his thought was unsettled.

He saw a streak of Xuan Light speedily arrive from beyond the heavens, a single palm descending towards the Shang River Ancestor.

"Combat Heavenly King!"

The Shang River Ancestor was startled, feeling an immense oppressive force from all directions. His body ached faintly with pain. He dared not underestimate the threat and quickly transformed into a Divine Dragon—

"Roar!"

The dragon's roar thundered, circling through the void.

He called out urgently to Ao Jun, "Return the old ancestor's Supreme Treasure this instant!"

Ao Jun dared not delay, shrinking the Wind and Fire Bracelet and sending it towards the Shang River Ancestor. Catching the bracelet with his dragon's claw, the Shang River Ancestor swirled his Mana to Refine it and hurled it with all his might.

A Wind and Fire far more formidable than what Ao Jun had wielded engulfed the area.

Colliding with the abrupt arrival of the towering giant.

Boom!

The giant, brandishing the Combat Seal Technique, hurled three punches in a row, scattering the wind and fire across the sky, rolling it back into the hands of the Shang River Ancestor, now returned to human form.

The Shang River Ancestor looked at the giant, his face grave, "In merely three hundred thousand years, could it be that you've entered the final realm?!"

The thirty-foot giant's visage was like dark Xuan Light, his gaze pure.

Indeed, it was the Ancestor Master from Combat Heavenly Gate—

The Combat Heavenly King!

Also from the era of the West Sea, East Sea, and Shang River Dragon Ancestors, he was the oldest amongst Earth Immortals. His combat techniques were renowned as the finest in the Ancient Shang. He was even the founder of the Ancient Shang Heavenly Court that reigned over the Star Sky.

His fame was immense.

Even the Shang River Ancestor felt some trepidation upon seeing him.

The Combat Heavenly King paid no heed.

With one move, he forced the Shang River Ancestor back, then glanced towards Lu Qingfeng amidst the Karmic Fire, his eyes projecting two beams of Golden Light. The beams blasted upon the Karma Fire Red Lotus.

Crack!

The Karmic Fire, which could have lasted a little longer, crumbled instantly.

"Capture Guang Yuan, suppress him under Five Yang Mountain for thirty thousand years."

The Combat Heavenly King's booming voice echoed like thunder.

"Yes!"

The Golden Light Ancestor Master, listening from afar, responded respectfully. Immediately, the Thunder God Generals transformed their weapons into thunderous chains.

Whoosh!

Chains rattled as they bound together, ensnaring Lu Qingfeng from all sides, leaving no room to escape.

Meanwhile, the Golden Light Ancestor Master himself headed towards the merging of the Three Sects' Immortal Artifacts, waving his wide sleeves in an attempt to separate the Immortal Artifacts and prevent the Spiritual Treasure from manifesting.

Seeing this, Lu Qingfeng displayed a smile and calmly said, "Once, the Blood Spring Demon Sect sought to overturn the Blood Sea. Fortunately, I intervened, thwarting their schemes, thus earning boundless Merit."

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Hearing this, the Golden Light Ancestor Master felt a sense of unease. Without any hesitation, his feet sparked with Thunder, and in the next moment, he was poised to separate the three Immortal Artifacts, interrupting the Spiritual Treasure's Fusion.

However, Lu Qingfeng's laughter grew louder, "The Great Method of the Blood Sea, undying and indestructible!"

At that thought,

Whoosh!

The Blood Sea overturned, the waves reaching for the heavens. From amidst the endless waves, they converged to form a Daoist donned in a blood-red robe. Upon his emergence, with a wave of his hand, the waves cast forth turned into twelve thirty-foot-tall Blood God Sons. Each wielding a Blood Banner, their shaking stirred the waves, engulfing the Golden Light Ancestor Master within.

Long concealed.

Always reluctant to employ the Blood Sea Incarnation, Lu Qingfeng finally stopped holding back at the critical moment. Without hesitation, he intercepted the Golden Light Ancestor.

The Blood Banner transformed into the Twelve Heavenly Blood Sea Formation.

Evil Qi soared to the skies, and Karma tumbled wildly.

In the face of such a vile and immense array, the Golden Light Ancestor dared not provoke it in the slightest. He hastily formed seals with his hands to call upon thunder to resist. For a moment, he could no longer prevent the Spiritual Treasure from coming to fruition.

"Cultivation of such vile sorcery."

"Must be punished!"

Angry shouts echoed across the heavens. Lu Qingfeng looked up and saw a giant, thirty feet tall, leap down and throw a punch towards the three Immortal Artifacts. If this punch landed, not only would the momentum of the Fusion of the Artifacts be disrupted, but Ao Le, who was cultivating within, would likely not remain whole.

"Combat Heavenly King."

"After today, it will be a fight to the death between us!"

Lu Qingfeng's heart swelled with a killing intent that was billions of times more intense, and his eyes turned frosty as if freezing over with ice. Unmoving himself, the Blood Sea Incarnation beside him reached out with a hand, revealing a Blood Pattern Bamboo Stick.

With a gentle wave of the cane,

twelve Blood Centipedes flew out.

At first tiny, in an instant they swelled to a size of a hundred and twenty li, like Ancient Divine Dragons, only a bit smaller than the True Body manifested by the Shang River Ancestor just before, but still a fearsome sight not to be underestimated.

[Magic Artifact: Blood Centipede Bamboo Stick]

[Grade: Eighth Rank]

[Description: Refined by Guang Yuan, the top Artifact Refining Master of the Immortal Qin Realm, from twelve Iron-Backed Centipedes merged with Blood Sea Blood Bamboo, after dwelling in the Blood Sea for fifty-four thousand years, feeding on sin, culminating in extreme ferocity.]

Twelve Iron-Backed Centipedes spanning the Void, charged forward, grappling with the Combat Heavenly King.

"Out of my way!"

The Combat Heavenly King bellowed furiously, his fist and palm landing on the obstructing centipedes' backs, sending the Iron-Backed Centipedes flying tens of miles away and crashing into the Blood Sea. Such an attack, even ordinary Earth Immortals wouldn't dare to face directly. Struck by a single punch, one would immediately sustain grave injuries and bleed profusely.

But as soon as the fist landed, the Iron-Backed Centipedes returned unscathed and more violent than before.

Unaffected.

"Dutian Formation!"

With the Blood Centipede Bamboo Stick in hand, the Blood Sea Incarnation used the twelve Iron-Backed Centipedes to lay out the Dutian Formation, trapping the Combat Heavenly King. Stepping into the formation, he struck the Combat Heavenly King with the staff.

Bang!

A solid hit made the Combat Heavenly King nearly stumble and fall, unprepared for the attack - no injuries, but utterly embarrassed.

"You're quite formidable, Guang Yuan!"

When had the Combat Heavenly King ever been in such a wretched state? Truly infuriated, he roared and steadied himself with a staggering movement. His already thirty feet tall figure suddenly grew dozens of times larger, reaching an impressive four hundred and eighty feet.

Without any pretense, he threw a punch.

The Blood Sea Incarnation, who was beating him with the Blood Centipede Bamboo Stick, was immediately smashed into a spray of blood. The Iron-Backed Centipedes had set up the Dutian Formation, which was now shattered, as they were flung hundreds of miles away, stirring up countless waves of blood.

But in the next instant,

the Blood Sea Incarnation reformed from the Blood Sea, still wielding the Blood Centipede Bamboo Stick.

The twelve Iron-Backed Centipedes flew back, just as unscathed as before.

One was the body of the Blood Sea; as long as the Blood Sea was not drained, it would not die. The other was the Iron-Backed Centipede, fierce and particularly good at defense. With fifty-four thousand years in the Blood Sea, they forged invincible bodies.

Even Earth Immortals would find them hard to damage.

Upon witnessing this, the Combat Heavenly King became truly frenzied. Engaging in battle from all sides, he repeatedly shattered the Blood Sea Incarnation, and even the Iron-Backed Centipedes were beaten until they bled profusely, nearly breaking in several places.

The scene was quite ghastly.

Nevertheless,

this brief delay was all that was needed for the Spiritual Treasure to finally fully integrate.

Buzz!

Buzz! Buzz!

Above the Blood Sea, a humming sound arose. Whether it was the group of Earth Immortals engaged in battle, or the various True Immortals watching with startled expressions from all sides, everyone turned to look in the direction of Lu Qingfeng.

Immortal Light flickered intensely, dazzling to behold.

But it all converged in an instant, revealing a bronze pool shaped like a cup or cauldron, intricately carved with various patterns and designs, emitting an aura that was profoundly mysterious.

It didn't appear to be an Immortal Artifact, yet it surpassed one.

It seemed to contain an infinite number of great worlds, and even Earth Immortals felt their spirits stirred and drawn to it upon seeing it.

True Immortals like Ao Jun from the Dragon Clan shone with even greater eagerness in their eyes, their spirits almost moving on their own towards it.

However, the chaotic battle of the Earth Immortals and the oppressive energy kept the surrounding True Dragons in check.

Even the three top Earth Immortal-level Dragon Ancestors grew extremely ardent upon seeing the appearance of the bronze pool, with an intense flame of desire obvious in their eyes – no need for words, it was all written on their faces.

True Immortals didn't recognize it,

but Golden Light Ancestor and other Earth Immortals were taken aback—

"Spiritual Treasure!"

The Dragon Clan's three great supreme treasures fused, the separate Second Rank Immortal Artifacts combined into one; they ultimately became a Spiritual Treasure.

This treasure.

Called 'Dragon Transformation Pool'.

"After one hundred and twenty-six million years, a Spiritual Treasure is finally born!"

The three Dragon Ancestors saw it.

"Dragon Transformation Pool!"

The West Sea Ancestor was the first to abandon One Yuan Ancestor and, wielding the Golden Light Sword, sped toward the Blood Sea. He had already been intentionally approaching the Blood Sea, and now he was even swifter.

With a swift turn, he arrived amidst the Blood Sea.

With one hand holding the sword, and the other reaching out, he attempted to seize the Spiritual Treasure, the 'Dragon Transformation Pool'.

"West Sea old vermin, how can you get your hands on this treasure?!"

A mocking voice rang out. Without shifting his gaze or altering his expression, the West Sea Ancestor continued to reach out. But then a ghostly light appeared beside him, with Five Horses Stepping in the Air, revealing the figure of the Tongling Great Saint. As soon as he appeared, he shouted towards the West Sea Ancestor, "Stop!"

This was the 'Soul Drinking Technique'.

Filled with the six desires, it immediately threw the West Sea Ancestor's mind into chaos, causing him to stand frozen. The Tongling Great Saint let out a strange cackle and reached out to snatch the Dragon Transformation Pool.