Chapter 319

Under this strange power, his yin spirit was actually immobilized, countless malicious thoughts piercing into the depths of his yin spirit from the void.

"A curse-type technique?"

Jingming Daoist's face was grim, as if he saw in the depths of the void rolling waves of vengeful killing energy forming a great net that enveloped his head.

Amidst wailing, the heavenly demon surrounded him.

The Pure Yang Treasure Mirror at the depths of his brow naturally activated, a thick stream of pure yang golden light flowing out, burning countless vengeful killing energies to ashes.

His yin spirit struggled slightly, the Dongshen Seal on his head flew out, the enshrined techniques embedded within it activating, causing apparitions of thunder gods to appear around his body.

This was a primordial spirit immortal method of divine protection inherent to the Dongshen Treasure Seal.

Streams of startling thunder surged across the vast sky, gradually suppressing the curse demon net in the void.

Jingming Daoist's face was angry; as the State Preceptor of the Great Qian, yet being entangled by curse-type techniques, it was truly a disgrace.

It was a pity that the fortune of the Great Qian had declined, the residual dragon energy backlashing, yet he could not overcome the opponent.

The opponent also seemed to possess a vast dragon energy, thus able to suppress the Great Qian dragon energy backlash surrounding him.

Moreover, the opponent's cultivation far surpassed his.

This was a primordial spirit true person.

Jingming Daoist had encountered a 'high-end game'.

Tiangang Daoist had also encountered a dead end.

Vast sword light fell from the void, rushing straight toward him in the imperial palace.

Before the imperial palace, killing formations were activated, deep in the void faint traces of Dongshen thunder patterns stirred, transforming into streaks of thunder light bombarding toward the Old Ancestor Jinshen.

This was the Three Caverns Great Array laid by the Patriarch of Dongshen Sect deep in the imperial palace, the three caverns' divine thunder interwoven, faintly manifesting a magnificent Thunder Heaven Palace, countless humanoid thunders appearing in the void, these humanoid thunders possessing the power to tear apart the heavens.

Each one seemed to contain earth-shattering might.

Humanoid thunder light shattered streaks of sword energy, in an instant lunging to slaughter the Old Ancestor Jinshen.

Old Ancestor Jinshen gazed upon this scene, his face slightly cold, he sensed a deadly qi mechanism from this killing formation.

This Three Caverns Great Array of Dongshen Guan, he had heard of it before, but today experiencing it firsthand, he felt even more astonished!

Indeed, it was a divine secret transmission!

He simultaneously shouted loudly.

"Junior Brother Houyang, fellow Daoists, please quickly employ your treasures, let us together break this formation, lest unexpected troubles arise!"

By his side, a middle-aged man with a square face wearing yellow robes and holding a small mountain peak nodded slightly, he was Old Ancestor Houyang.

Another He Dao Old Ancestor of the Five Immortals Sect.

At this moment, the mountain peak in his hand flipped over, suddenly bursting forth five-colored radiance.

As he silently recited the secret incantation, the five-colored radiance in his hand suddenly blazed brightly, a magnificent five-colored divine peak, its essence rushing straight to heaven and earth, suddenly appearing above the imperial city, fiercely crashing toward the palace where Tiangang Zhenren stood.

Boom—!

Just a slight impact, countless thunder patterns trembled, in the void seemed to appear countless unpleasant explosive sounds.

In the distance, Zhang Jian's face changed as he gazed upon that five-colored divine peak, the five-colored mountain peak hiding five small peaks, the five colors combining seemed to contain an unparalleled extraordinary ability.

"Master, that treasure's power is truly extraordinary, what treasure is this?"

Zhanmo Zhenjun glanced and said:

"The Five-Colored Peak, it is one of the sect's supreme treasures of the Five Elements Sect, heard to be forged from five ancient divine peaks, its weight unmatched, possessing extremely strong suppressive power, striking kills, grazing wounds!

However, this thing is somewhat inflexible, but used against such immobile formations, it is indeed a sharp weapon!"

After thinking, Zhanmo Zhenjun looked at Zhang Jian and reminded: "If you later encounter such dull fellows, never clash head-on, this thing's power is deep and hard to resist, both offense and defense are quite good!"

Zhang Jian's expression stirred, he couldn't help but ask:

"If encountered, how should one respond?"

Zhanmo Zhenjun shook his head: "Such treasures are extremely hard to deal with, because they fear no consumption, also very resistant to blows, but if you cannot solve this treasure, you can solve the person operating the treasure, this depends on your own eyesight!"

Zhang Jian's gaze fluctuated, he nodded slightly.

Meanwhile, in the void, two other cultivators with different expressions in their cultivation stirred into action, they were obviously well-prepared this time.

One, his aura sharp as if cutting the void, had in his hand a azure ancient sword, the sword containing a profound ancient lofty intent, as if a heavenly dao sword appeared between heaven and earth, cutting flesh, soul, realm…… severing vitality.

Another figure had in his hand a divine seal, seemingly condensed from the essence of Hou Tu, similarly bombarding the downward prohibition law wildly.

Four strong warriors, well-prepared, each holding their sect's heavy treasures.

But seeing only a moment later, amidst streaks of colorful light and shadow, the thunder patterns condensed by the lower Three Caverns Great Array suddenly condensed like glass, moments later suddenly collapsing like heaven tilting and falling.

And at the center of the prohibition, the Tiangang Daoist presiding over the array bore the brunt, his pupils suddenly turned red, blood overflowing from all his orifices.

"Damn, this time we're really done for……"

Gazing upon this scene, his face full of boils showed some bitterness.

Yet his gaze saw a head-top golden sword radiance, brilliant and dazzling, rushing straight toward him.

Seeing this, Tiangang Zhenren's eyes flashed with fear, then instantly transformed into fearlessness and calm.

He grinned.

"Come on!"

His entire body suddenly transformed into a pure yang sword radiance sinking into his Tiangang Divine Sword.

"Sword of Fate!"

Accompanied by him controlling the sword with his primordial spirit, that magnificent Tiangang Divine Sword seemed to enter the dark void, surpassing his Sword of Cutting National Fortune, the sword radiance entering the dark Taivast, slashing toward Old Ancestor Jinshen.

This sword actually transcended heavenly laws, it was soundless and traceless, yet a formless raging torrent, making everyone in the void's hair stand on end, as if they could not avoid it.

Fortunately, this sword was only aimed at one person.

"Actually touching fate in the dark void?"

Seeing this sword, Zhanmo Zhenjun also raised his gaze, his eyes holding some regret.

Zhang Jian couldn't help but say, "Master, does fate exist?"

Zhenmo Zhenjun glanced at Zhang Jian, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but after thinking, he said.

"Fate can be said not to exist, but there indeed exists the Dao of Fate between heaven and earth; those who have not become immortals or gods ultimately cannot free themselves from the connection between themselves and heaven and earth, and this connection, once present, can be harmed by others!"

Zhang Jian's heart stirred, his gaze lifting only to see the face of the Golden Dust Ancestor suddenly flash with a trace of shock and anger, a five-element talisman appearing above his head, five-colored lights intertwining to form a canopy, yet deep between his brows a faint sword mark seemed to emerge; in an instant he slightly waved his hand, and immediately a vast golden light tore through the azure sky.

Yet within the golden light, the Golden Dust Ancestor lightly touched his brow, gritting his teeth as he spat out two words.

"Fool!"

Afterwards Zhang Jian saw in the depths of the void a vast golden light suddenly collapse, as if countless fragments burst forth.

At that moment the Heavenly Gang Divine Sword collapsed together with the fall of the Heavenly Gang True Person, turning into fragments that fell between heaven and earth.

"The Heavenly Gang True Person has fallen!"

Seeing this, Zhang Jian's expression shifted slightly; he was not very familiar with the Heavenly Gang True Person, but he also knew this true person was usually quite upright and humorous.

Witnessing this true person die fighting for the Great Qian, he still felt moved in his heart.

The Great Qian dynasty had lasted over four hundred years, yet still retained a fraction of popular support.

The noble middle-aged man above saw this scene, yet in an instant his true form collapsed; countless pure yang lights flowed in his hand, and in the void appeared an ancient sword inscribed with countless dragon patterns, which suddenly locked onto the Jingtai Hall where the Jingwu Emperor resided.

At this moment the Jingwu Emperor was within the Jingtai Hall, he seemed to sense something and gazed upward, a trace of alarm appearing on his face, and in an instant he saw sword light descend from the void, a waterfall-like sword radiance reducing the entire Jingtai Hall to flat ground.

As if an ancient sword had fallen from the firmament, striking the central hub of Great Qian, the Jingwu Emperor's gaze came upon him, and in an instant he was submerged by countless sword energies.

Seeing this, the face of the Yuanshen True Person called Shun Wang showed a faint smile, but in a flash his expression sank.

He faintly sensed something was wrong.

Not only him, but the other four He Dao Ancestors also sensed a hint of something amiss.