The black dragon before his eyes seemed like a great tonic.
And with just a thought, it could be summoned.
This was the innate scope of authority wielded by the Sheji Emperor.
The core of the Dragon Vein Qi was the Power of Sheji.
But at this moment, Zhang Jian’s gaze flickered. A sudden flow of light appeared on the surface of the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror in his hand. Through the void, he vaguely saw a dozen strands of evil qi manifesting on the surface of the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror. He immediately used his Divine Sense to notify Chao Mu on the magic altar.
On the magic altar, Chao Mu’s gaze turned, and several figures by the edge of Dongling Square silently disappeared from where they stood.
Illuminated by the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror, Zhang Jian could see on its surface, several figures in the depths of the subspace gathering a massive law net to restrain a group of people.
It was a magical treasure refined from the court’s Dragon Qi.
Zhang Jian had seen this magic treasure before; it was a secret magic treasure refined by Dong Shen Temple, named the Celestial Net Array.
This magic treasure was imbued with the Dragon Vein Dragon Qi, possessing the power to seal the void.
"Celestial Net Array!"
Zhang Jian’s gaze flickered as he followed the giant net that enveloped the skies over Haojing City; such a magic treasure was indeed mysterious.
Yet at this moment, his gaze shifted, as he saw light blazing from the surface of the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror, where a magnificent Primordial Spirit Radiance emerged.
"Someone has broken through!"
Almost simultaneously, a terrifying pitch-black mask appeared in the depths of the void. As the pitch-black mask emerged, a blood-red battle banner appeared forthwith.
"Descendants of Wei Yuanyang, it’s time to settle your debts!"
This blood-red battle banner rotated, and a blazing ’Liu’ character was emblazoned on it. His five fingers slightly waved, seemingly evoking a dragon’s roar from within.
This dragon’s roar immediately attracted the black dragon’s attention.
The black dragon felt provoked, and with an angry dragon’s roar, it fiercely charged at the ’Liu’ character royal banner.
"Impudent!"
Chao Mu raised his head, coldly shouting, yet he saw a killing array intertwined with Profound Yin Runes suddenly appear in the depths of the void. A finger bone emerged from it, and instantly a vast space of brilliance collapsed inward, where the area cloaked in the void seemed as if time was passing, and everything withered away.
At this moment, Chao Mu’s Primordial Spirit Radiance surged around him, with the true form of the Yinsi Ghost Emperor manifesting. Ghostly blue light circled his figure, and an invisible power of Heaven and Earth Law revealed itself in the depths of the void.
Chao Mu furrowed his brows at this moment. Although he was running the Yin Erosion Immortal Technique to cover the area with Death Finger Force, he felt a creeping dread in his heart: the cultivator’s Dao Practice was exceedingly formidable.
His Shadow Erosion Ghost Finger might not be efficacious!
A lamp appeared in his hand; within the dim lamp light, countless marks of death flickered.
It was his lifebound treasure.
Also a Spirit Treasure of Golden Body Level rank.
Just as Chao Mu was about to activate a magic, there was a booming crack like thunder in the depths of the void, as a streak of thunder light, freezing the heavens and earth, fell with icy stars from the firmament.
Its long tail pierced through the Celestial Net Array and instantly broke through the siege, hurtling directly toward Emperor Jingwu.
"Another Primordial Spirit Master!"
In the palace, Zhang Jian looked on unfazed. In the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror, he saw the true form of the Primordial Spirit Master — a mesmerizing, charm-filled maiden dressed in black, with a Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique of Taiyin Attribute coalescing around her, poised to strike down like a sharp spike.
He didn’t act, as his role was to use the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror to perceive hidden enemies and inform Chao Mu of their actions in advance.
"A Primordial Spirit of the Taiyin Demon Palace, Silver Moon Old Demon?"
Chao Mu’s expression changed when he saw this scene; he raised the Spirit Treasure in his hand, but a cackling laughter echoed from within the region of death.
Within the laughter seemed to lurk a terror capable of disrupting the seven emotions and six desires.
The sound was laced with mockery!
"That’s right, it is indeed the Silver Moon Old Demon!"
Meanwhile, Chao Mu’s gaze turned, seeming to see thousands of deep crimson threads extending from the region of death, covering the sky like a massive web.
Chao Mu sensed a profound danger from those deep crimson threads.
He furrowed his brow, the blazing ghostly blue Nine Nether Fire in his hand swirling, ringing the depths of the void with countless chants of death, akin to the six dirges by the banks of the River Styx.
"Shadow Erosion Divine Flame, World-Burning and Grotto-Exploring Technique!"
Quickly forming seals with his hands, layer after layer of ghostly blue Nine Nether Fire erupted, forming a vast, dark barrier, incinerating the countless deep crimson Sinful Demon Silk Threads clean. In the darkness, one could even see Sinful Infants crawling along the deep crimson Sinful Demon Silk Threads.
These were the most famed Sinful Demon Divine Puppets of the Sinful Demon Sect.
After incinerating these Sinful Infants, the Yinsi master paid no more attention, already vigilant for hidden dangers in the darkness.
The Primordial Spirit Master lurking in the shadows from the Sinful Demon Sect, having cultivated such terrifying foreign Sinful Infants, could very well have created Sinful God Puppets.
Every Sinful God Puppet was equivalent to the realm of a Primordial Spirit Master. Concealed in the shadows, they were unseen and intangible, and if one managed to land a sneak attack, it would be hard for a Primordial Spirit Master to muster further resistance.
This was the Sinful Demon Sect’s most adept tactic.
To first disrupt, then ambush.
Elsewhere, seeing the sharp spike aiming for Emperor Jingwu, Tiangang Master’s expression changed dramatically. He angrily shouted, his Celestial Spirit Divine Sword unsheathing beside him, a golden beam tearing through the night, as if a desolate dragon’s roar resounded through heaven and earth.
The Sword Gang melded into the Black Dragon Soul, transforming into the Sword of National Fate, slashing fiercely towards the royal banner.
This was the National Fate Cutting Sword.
Zhang Jian had previously clashed with Tiangang Master and knew well the might of this sword.
The sword light cut straight through a Taiyin Immortal Technique above, the golden brilliance rushing towards the Primordial Spirit Master of the Taiyin Demon Sect.
The Primordial Spirit Master smiled coldly, her icy gaze glancing first at Chao Mu.
It was evident that Chao Mu’s shout of Silver Moon Old Demon had deeply offended her.
The silver moon shimmered around her body; suddenly, intense dark light radiated from her being, turning the void into solid ice wherever it touched.
It was another Taiyin, freezing-attribute Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique, that turned the ten directions of void to solid ice wherever her gaze reached.
"Ten Directions Frozen World Immortal Light!"
Gazing at the misty white light, Zhang Jian’s eyes gleamed with interest.
This Primordial Spirit Immortal Technique was renowned in the cultivation realm; he had heard the Preaching Elders mention it before.
Not only the Taiyin Demon Palace, but Guanghan Palace also excelled in this immortal technique.
This magic was a signature of the Taiyin Lineage.
It was balanced in offense and defense, forming the foundation of several great power Harmonization-level Immortal Techniques.
Simultaneously, Zhang Jian suddenly sensed a strong intuition. His gaze turned to the depths of the void, where a majestic, commanding power seemed to pierce through subspace, appearing abruptly above Emperor Jingwu’s head.
Zhang Jian swiftly glanced at the East Emperor’s Treasure Mirror in his hand. On it now appeared a spot of darkness.
This spot of darkness emerged, a harbinger of all the world’s unfortunates, curses, and death, poised to explode in the depths of Emperor Jingwu’s brow.
"Has a Great True Master made a move?"
Seeing this scene, Zhang Jian’s expression changed.
The Four Realms of Primordial Spirit were Pure Yang, Golden Body, Creation, and Harmonization.
Only Primordial Spirit Cultivators at the Golden Body and Creation stages could be called Great True Masters.
The Harmonization level was then known as a True Monarch.