These Dragon Vein Resentments merged with the depths of the Imperial Mausoleum, becoming indistinguishable from the Daqian Dragon Vein. Inside, a red-black dragon shadow was rapidly forming.
"Sinful Dragon?"
Seeing this, Yuan Geng’s expression worsened.
Daqian is not afraid of external enemies, but if a Sinful Dragon forms within the Daqian Dragon Vein, a Rebel Dragon’s emergence would be a significant hidden threat.
A concentrated Sword Qi gathered in the depths of his eyes, ready to seize the opportunity to slay the unformed Sinful Dragon. However, the Sinful Dragon wagged its tail and instantly dove into the depths of the Daqian Dragon Vein, hiding away.
This caused Yuan Geng to feel a slight headache instantly.
He knew the Daqian Court would face great trouble in the future.
Although it was long known that extracting the Dragon Qi of previous dynasties would eventually lead to backlash, he hadn’t expected that in just four hundred and fifty years, the Daqian Dynasty would encounter such peril.
Yuan Geng now looked ahead, and it was clear that the Heaven-Praying Bureau was also affected. The candle flames on the numerous candles seemed to be influenced by an invisible Anomalous Power, flickering like candle flames in the wind, their light weak.
"Who exactly destroyed the Feng Shui Formation within the Three-Eyed Exorcism Well?"
At this moment, Yuan Geng’s expression was cold and stern as he angrily urged another figure in the void.
"Brother Chao, if you don’t hurry, our homeland will be stolen!"
In the depths of the sky, around Chao Mu, the Spiritual Mechanism was astonishing, and his immense Magical Power manifested like a flowing belt of ethereal light. Hearing this, his expression changed slightly, and he glanced in the direction of the East Mausoleum, snorting lightly.
In an instant, the void vibrated violently, like a beating heart.
This sound immediately caused the expression of the Primordial Spirit Master across from him to change. It was a figure enveloped in Demon Qi, who, upon hearing the strange noise, let out a painful howl, feeling his own flesh body’s heart pounding.
"Outer Realm Demon Drum, you are..."
At this time, the Primordial Spirit Master’s complexion changed dramatically, vaguely guessing Chao Mu’s origins. A trace of heaviness flashed in his eyes, while boundless Demon Qi surged forth, instantly transforming his figure into a dragon body several dozen feet long.
It was a Demon Dragon, resembling a True Dragon, but with three dragon horns on its head. As the Demon Dragon appeared, slightly wagging its tail, a magnificent Anomalous Power emerged from the void, interweaving wind and thunder, and attacked Chao Mu.
The immense strength within seemed capable of piercing through mountains and seas.
Yet, witnessing this, a cold smile emerged on Chao Mu’s face. The Power of the Primordial Spirit surged around him, manifesting the Primordial Spirit True Body. Around him flowed Profound Yin Qi, transforming into a grand and ominous image draped in deathly omens.
He wore a special Emperor’s Robe.
This figure merely flickered slightly, and the surrounding void resonated like a death symphony, while a terrifying Divine Light instantly enveloped the dragon body, sweeping it into the embrace of divinity.
Simultaneously, a grand celestial tone transmitted from the Profound Void, akin to the Netherworld Death God’s judgment.
"Min Longzi, your lifespan has ended, today you shall return to heaven and earth!"
Upon hearing this, a massive roar emanated from the darkness within the dragon.
"Bah, nonsense, I have assumed the body of an Earth Demon Dragon, immortal and unending, how could my lifespan be at its end?"
Yet even as the words were spoken, the darkness contracted fiercely, as if countless cold winds and poisonous fires swept out, corroding bones and splitting souls. From deep within the divine light, the dragon body let out a hideous and heart-rending wail, unleashing numerous dark thunders attempting to escape, but they could never shake that layer of shadowy Divine Light.
Watching as the dragon’s body was wrapped in layers of dark light, its vitality was forcibly extracted.
Ultimately, its dragon body grew sluggish, struck by a unique finger bone causing its entire body to tremble, utterly losing the ability to resist. Moments later, it was taken by the dark light.
On the Observatory Platform
Zhang Jian watched this scene with a slight change in his expression, his Spiritual Gaze sensing that the Demon Dragon should be transformed from Min Longzi, the Sect Master of the Black Dragon Sect.
Its Demon Dragon True Body is robust, possessing a portion of the True Dragon essence, seemingly hard to kill, yet in front of that terrifying Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique, it had no resistance.
"It seems the mind was suppressed, thus losing the ability to resist, forcefully drained of its vitality?"
Zhang Jian pondered silently.
He hadn’t expected the unassuming Chief Eunuch, Chao Mu, to be so powerful?
In just a move, he made a Primordial Spirit Master meet his end.
That was an immortal being who had achieved the Primordial Spirit, not just any ordinary person.
Zhang Jian opened his eyes, looking at the grand and ominous divine image, feeling a peculiar sentiment within his heart.
"I wonder what Primordial Spirit outer manifestation this Chief Minister Chao cultivated, it’s so formidable. It seems like the rumored Yama external manifestation, but not quite, could it be the Ghost Emperor’s external manifestation?"
Waves of emotion stirred in Zhang Jian’s eyes.
The Dharma Aspect condensed by the Primordial Spirit Master is evidently different from the Magic Dharma Aspect condensed by the Yin Spirit Venerable, but truly integrated into the Primordial Spirit, with the Primordial Spirit stirring the authority of the heavens and earth within the Profound Void, transforming oneself into a deity.
This is the foundation, and also the reliance for future immortality and enlightenment.
"Though these Dharma Aspects are strong, they are ultimately used by predecessors; it’s better to forge one’s own path early, starting difficult but ending easy!"
Zhang Jian’s eyes rippled.
Actually, according to the cultivation from the "Treasure Record," he could have early chosen a Lifebound Technique from it as the foundation of his Primordial Spirit—it could be the "King’s Cauldron Demon-Vibrating Skill," ultimately achieving a Saint King Primordial Spirit, which is an extremely powerful external aspect of the Primordial Spirit.
Once successful, it is wondrous beyond compare.
But Zhang Jian chose the "Map of Mountains and Rivers" as the foundation of his Primordial Spirit, integrating it into the Primordial Spirit. Once successfully cultivated, Zhang Jian did not know what majestic external aspect of the Primordial Spirit would be formed.
His eyes flickered with light, observing Chao Mu carrying the corpse of the Demon Dragon returning. He remained expressionless, raising his hand to look at the Corpse King Treasure Pill in his hand.
At this moment, there was not a trace of evil spirit in the Corpse King Treasure Pill, but instead filled with a regal and profound charm, containing rich Dragon Vein Essence within and a special pure Ziwei Emperor Qi.
Refining this object could also establish his Primordial Spirit Foundation.
It could allow at least one of the three Hidden Dragon Fates to break boundaries and transform into a King’s Mandate.
With the King’s Mandate Fate as the foundation, it is sufficient to support the birth of a Primordial Spirit Level Technique.
...
Before East Mausoleum, accompanied by a strong gust of wind, a massive black Dragon Body over ten feet long fell from the void.
After the appearance of this massive Dragon Body, a figure emerged from the depths of the mist in East Mausoleum, Yuan Geng scanned with a gloomy face and snorted coldly.
"Brother Chao, you’re too slow!"
His eyes flashed with intense discontent.
Chao Mu slowly walked out from the black mist, frowning at the discontented Yuan Geng as he too noticed the anomalies in East Mausoleum.
"Brother Yuan, did you swallow explosives, such a fiery temper?"
Yuan Geng snorted coldly, sneering, "You go in and see for yourself!"
Seeing this, Chao Mu stepped forward into the East Mausoleum, soon transforming his figure into a streak of light towards the direction of the Three-Eyed Exorcism Well.
Moments later, he entered the bottom of the Three-Eyed Exorcism Well, immediately seeing the chaotic scene with the Golden Solar Magic Forbidden Cave opened.
The Pure Yang Mirror in the well was still there, but the Golden Coffin suppressed at the bottom was completely opened, the Emperor Corpse inside vanished, and besides that, the Nine Dragon Arch continued to absorb the Dragon Vein Resentful Fiend underground, backfilling the Daqian Dragon Vein.
This situation caused Chao Mu’s brow to furrow deeply, flames of rage tangled within the depths of his brow.
He still found it inconceivable; although the Three-Eyed Exorcism Well was not a Dragon Vein, it was a Court’s stronghold, with many experts dispatched, and the interior was sealed with a thousand layers of Dharma Ban. Any slight change couldn’t be hidden from Yuan Geng stationed in East Mausoleum.
What kind of existence not only entered the Exorcism Well silently but also eradicated the Emperor Corpse inside the Golden Coffin, creating such trouble for Daqian?
Chao Mu checked briefly at the well’s bottom, finding it impossible to repair, then flew back out, stepping into the nearby Daoist Temple.
At this moment, he saw many Daoists sealed by Dharma Bans, and lastly, saw Dongxiao Daoist fainted at the temple’s entrance.
With a wave of his hand, a powerful Magical Power forcibly broke the starlight soul-binding technique at Dongxiao Daoist’s brow.
"Chief Minister Chao?"
Dongxiao Daoist also saw Chao Mu before him, his expression shifted, immediately regaining clarity.
Chao Mu’s face was gloomy at this time. "Dongxiao, can you clearly see who hurt you?"
Upon hearing, Dongxiao Daoist’s face turned somewhat unpleasant, but he still recounted his experience truthfully!
Just a slight description made Chao Mu’s complexion turn gloomy.
"Demon God Dance??"
Anger flashed in Chao Mu’s eyes.
In his impression, only the Nine-tailed Demon God in Celestial Fox Palace could cultivate the Demon God Dance to such a degree.
But he was a bit puzzled.
The Daqian Court and the distant Celestial Fox Palace in the Barbaric Region had no grievances?
And if it really was that Fox God coming, with such a ruthless character, it’s unlikely they would spare Dongxiao Daoist’s life?