Chapter 423: Exchange Hong Meng Dao Qi?

True Immortal Battlefield, Send Heaven Palace first layer.

When Mo Wuxin and Jin Tuo Zi also arrived at the scene, they saw a chaotic battlefield, and three peerless heavenly talents who had just stopped fighting, their breaths somewhat disordered.

"Tsk tsk tsk, really lively."

Mo Wuxin shook his white bone fan, smiling with an evil expression,

"Three fairies, what is this… are you putting on a full martial show? Or is it uneven loot distribution, or… jealousy over love?"

"Amitabha."

Jin Tuo Zi's halo behind his head flowed, his dignified appearance solemn,

"Three benefactors, your fire is too strong, it harms heavenly harmony. How about sitting down and listening to this humble monk recite a calming mantra?"

"Get lost!"

Hun Yuan Xue and Lei Qianjue almost shouted in unison.

Feng Lingyun didn't speak, but her clear, cold eyes also revealed a chill that warned strangers to keep away.

Although they had temporarily stopped due to the anomaly in the True Immortal Battlefield, by now they were all fired up, each having suffered minor injuries.

More importantly, while fighting they also probed several nearby treasure spots.

The result? Without exception, they were all empty!

All the seals remained intact, but nothing was left inside—not a trace.

By this point, if they still didn't realize they were being used as pawns, they'd waste the title of peerless heavenly talents.

"It's not you, nor her…"

Lei Qianjue's face darkened to the point of dripping water, he stared fixedly at Feng Lingyun and Hun Yuan Xue,

"Just who is it?!"

"How would I know?!"

Hun Yuan Xue replied angrily, she was full of fury and found everyone displeasing.

"I already said, it's not me."

Feng Lingyun's voice carried an indescribable sense of grievance and suffocation.

She was the most unlucky.

She had secretly taken a pair of boots, but ended up being beaten for no reason by two maniacs, forcing her to use her primordial power to save herself before the boots even warmed up, damaging their spirituality; they'd need at least a century of nurturing to recover.

What the hell is this?!

"Hmph, what's the use of saying this now?"

Lei Qianjue gave a cold snort, his gaze sweeping over everyone,

"The first layer has already been looted clean; it seems we must hurry to the second layer."

He paused, his tone turning grave: "To open the second layer's entrance, we must gather at least a hundred ancient war seals; how many do you have?"

Ancient war seals!

Upon hearing these four words, everyone's gaze tightened.

Every True Immortal who enters automatically receives one.

Besides that, they can only be obtained from the natives of the secret realm.

They are the key to entering deeper regions, and also the sole currency for exchanging the supreme ultimate treasure at the end of Send Heaven Palace.

"Um… may I ask what ancient war seals are?"

Good.

Someone asked the question Gu Yuan had been wanting to ask.

Although he had learned a bit from the Vice Holy Master, what the Vice Holy Master said about ancient war seals was clearly not the same as what they meant.

It's certain there are far more than what the Vice Holy Master mentioned.

This question drew contemptuous glances from Lei Qianjue and the others.

Hun Yuan Xue, however, seemed to have found an outlet to vent—or a chance to show off—she crossed her waist, raised her chin slightly, and spoke in a lecturing tone: "Worth money? Idiot, can this be measured by money?"

"Listen up, ancient war seals are the sole standard for measuring a heaven‑pride's contribution and strength on the battlefield! The stronger the native True Immortal spirits you slay, the more seals you earn!"

She held up two fingers, swinging them proudly: "Like me, on the way here I casually killed two guardian beasts at the peak of True Immortal cultivation, and already have twenty seals in hand!"

She glanced at Lei Qianjue and Feng Lingyun, pouting: "That big guy Lei probably has about the same, at most twenty seals; as for that pretentious white lotus, she likely has fifteen or sixteen."

"That hypocritical bald donkey and that stinking bug likely have just over ten."

Lei Qianjue's face grew ever uglier.

"Then what can these seals be exchanged for?"

This question was posed by Gu Yuan's doppelganger.

"There's plenty you can exchange for!"

Hun Yuan Xue's vanity was greatly satisfied, and she began to chatter on: "Ancient immortal pills, damaged immortal king artifacts, lost supreme divine abilities… as long as you have enough seals, anything can be traded!"

She paused, lowering her voice slightly, carrying a hint of fervor she herself hadn't noticed:

"Rumor has it that on the fifth layer of Send Heaven Palace there is an Ascension Immortal Pool; gather a thousand ancient war seals and you may enter to receive the baptism of the most primal Hong Meng Dao Qi!"

"That Hong Meng Dao Qi is the primal essence from before heaven and earth opened; a single strand is enough to drive immortal kings mad! If one receives its baptism, one can reforge one's Dao foundation, perfect one's immortal meridians, and lay the perfect foundation for future breakthroughs to the immortal king realm!"

Hong Meng Dao Qi!

Gu Yuan fell into thought.

That is not inferior to the innate chaotic purple qi, and may even surpass it as a primal entity!

Know that a single strand of innate chaotic purple qi helped his grandfather break through the bottleneck from peak to titan.

If one could combine this Hong Meng Dao Qi with that Primal Source Dao Disk, both he and the Gu family would likely face a terrifying eruptive surge!

"Looks like, I must seize all these seals."

In Gu Yuan's (avatar) eyes, a wisp of icy killing intent flashed.

"The only way now is for us few sides to join forces, first gather a hundred battle seals, then open the second-layer entrance and talk!" Lei Qianjue said in a deep voice.

His proposal gained everyone's tacit approval.

Thus, in an extremely strange atmosphere, several top talents who had just been fighting to the death temporarily formed a fragile alliance.

They pooled their battle seals together, barely managing to gather a hundred and three.

As the proposer, Lei Qianjue stepped forward without hesitation, forming hand seals with both hands, chanting silently, and unleashed a profound mystic method.

Hum—

The one hundred and three Primordial Battle Seals hovering in midair, as if summoned by some ancient covenant, all burst forth with brilliant golden light.

They spun and merged in the air, ultimately fusing into a palm-sized golden compass inscribed with countless intricate Dao patterns.

The compass needle at its center spun wildly several times, then suddenly stopped, pointing far away at an unremarkable cliff wall ruin that had just been collapsed by the aftermath of their battle.

"So that's how it is."

Watching this marvelous scene, Gu Yuan's (avatar) clicked his tongue in amazement.

"Truly worthy of being a local native, knowing so many methods I don't know."

"Go!"

Lei Qianjue took the lead, bringing everyone, rushing swiftly toward the hidden entrance to the second layer.

Gu Yuan's (avatar) followed behind Hun Yuan Xue, looking at the several figures ahead, each harboring ulterior motives, and curled the corner of his mouth in a barely perceptible cold smile.

A group of walking battle seals.

Once we enter the second layer, it will be time to reap.