Chapter 254

"Whoosh!"

A wisp of brilliance surged from Zuoqiu Hongting's brow, pushing back like a light curtain.

Instantly, the immortal feather burned, and the Luan-Born Qilin-Young had no power to resist, being thrown away, his body turning into a fireball and falling into the sea.

The entire sea area boiled endlessly.

Li Youyi and Ge Xiantong looked at each other, then looked at Zuoqiu Hongting together. This trump card... no wonder she had been holding it back and didn't dare to use it; this thing no longer looked like something from the human world.

The brilliance at Zuoqiu Hongting's brow dissipated, revealing a face as pale as ceramic, her spirit and energy seemingly drained in an instant: "Li Youyi, it's fair now, right? In the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, you go all out to help my Zuoqiu Family; to save you... I also exposed the secret I least wanted to expose... it counts as going all out... it..."

Her body went limp, and she sank toward the bottom of the water.

"Swish!"

Li Youyi flashed over to catch her, checking her breath and neck.

Fortunately, she was just exhausted!

On Peach Plum Mountain, the older generation powerhouses of the major factions were silent for a long time, then let out a long sigh of relief.

The Luan-Born Qilin-Young's strength, state of mind, and wisdom were all outstanding, and the forces he held were incredibly vast. Winning was truly not easy.

Both sides had exhausted everything.

Soon, the older generation powerhouses, whose spirits had relaxed, thought of the Luan-Born Qilin-Young's immortal feather and the broken lamp in Zuoqiu Hongting's Spirit Realm.

"That is definitely the immortal feather left behind by Yu Jia, containing immortal Dao scriptures and part of the ancient immortal power, which can be called a supreme treasure."

"If only we could comprehend the immortal Dao scriptures on it; it would be of great help to cultivation."

Someone asked the old man in the Confucian robe: "Hongting's lamp is not simple, right? Even the immortal feather couldn't block it."

The old man in the Confucian robe looked solemn and sighed: "Since it has been exposed, there is nothing to hide. That is a supreme magic weapon, but it is broken. The Zuoqiu Family has tried many methods, but none could repair it. It can only be handed over to this young Son of Heaven of my Zuoqiu Family to slowly nurture!"

Exclamations of surprise rose one after another.

That was a supreme magic weapon; even if broken, it still had incomparable value and extraordinary power.

One must know that there were less than ten supreme magic weapons in the entire Lingxiao Living Realm, and each one had a name. It was the strongest foundation of a faction; as long as it was unleashed, even the transcendent ones would have to flee for their lives.

Supreme magic weapon refers to the fact that in the realm of magic weapons, it has reached the end.

A dragon and phoenix among people, supreme among weapons.

"The Zuoqiu Family already has one supreme magic weapon, and now they have another; it is truly destiny," someone said, deliberately staring at the carriage of the Second Palace Master.

The old man in the Confucian robe hurriedly explained: "It's just a broken weapon; if it could be repaired, how could it be handed over to a junior to wield?"

Someone else said: "A thousand years from now, people will definitely talk about this Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. It's too extraordinary; a mortal genius with all-gold trace-pulses, a supreme martial artist with immortal pupils, a dragon-phoenix grandson holding an immortal feather, a Zuoqiu Hidden Dragon wielding a supreme magic weapon—any one of them pulled out could fight through an era."

"Long Dian, Lu Cangsheng, Tang Wanqiu, Cang Li, and Zhu Yibai are actually also very strong; given time, they will definitely become the peaks of human Wu Xiu, but it's a pity they were overshadowed by those four."

At this very moment, many people finally understood why the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple had taken a fancy to Zuoqiu Hongting and the Luan-Born Qilin-Young.

As for who the Hidden Dragon would fall to, there were still variables.

After all, Li Youyi's performance was quite outstanding; if the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple still favored the forces behind the Luan-Born Qilin-Young, they might use a strategy of sowing discord.

The juniors fought to the death, like chess pieces, everything clear.

The fighting between the old guys was treacherous, their true inner thoughts and the external situation both like mist, true and false difficult to distinguish.

The seabed turned cyan, radiating brilliant light, transforming into a vortex, releasing a terrifying energy aura.

"Swish! Swish..."

Twelve inspection envoys immediately rushed over.

"Whoosh!"

The Luan-Born Qilin-Young broke through the water, the cyan wings on his back a size larger, floating dozens of zhang above the ground.

The charred skin appeared with a crack, spreading rapidly, the cracks becoming dense. From the cracks, blinding light erupted.

The old shell was gone.

The aura and energy erupted from the new body were as tyrannical as a divine mountain standing there, giving people a kind of aura that could no longer be shaken.

Ge Xiantong's eyes were dark: "What a powerful Luan-Born Qilin-Young; not only is his Qi sea complete, but his Dao has also taken a step forward, instantly entering the Dao-Seed Realm. No wonder he could survive from that power just now; he broke through the realm!"

Li Youyi said: "Could it be that he had already obtained a Dragon Seed?"

"That possibility cannot be ruled out." Ge Xiantong admitted that with his own understanding and cultivation experience of the Dao-Seed Realm, without the help of a Dragon Seed, it would take at least several days to complete the Dao-seeding and initially consolidate the realm.

The Luan-Born Qilin-Young broke through too quickly.

The Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple inspection envoy who had been following Li Youyi spoke: "Breaking through to the Dao-Seed Realm is equivalent to voluntarily giving up the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival. Luan-Born Qilin-Young, take out the three types of tickets you hold and hand them to the opponent who forced you to break through."

Zuoqiu Hongting had awakened but was very weak, kept standing only by the magic power Li Youyi enveloped her in.

The Luan-Born Qilin-Young held the broken immortal feather, only the immortal Dao scriptures still radiating brilliance. His gaze fell on Zuoqiu Hongting: "You hold such a supreme treasure; losing to you is not a grievance!"

From his Ancestral Field, he took out a stack of invitations and scattered them toward the three.

He spread his cyan fire wings and flew toward the Dragon Palace.

The twelve inspection envoys chased after him, worried that the Luan-Born Qilin-Young would break the rules.

That stack of invitations was swept away by Li Youyi's magic power.

Ge Xiantong kept poking his fingers, weighing his current state, finally restraining himself and secretly sighing.

He really wanted to befriend people like Li Youyi and Zuoqiu Hongting, but each served their own master, destined to be enemies.

"Dang!"

On Peach Plum Mountain, the second bell rang.

"Brother Youyi, tonight is the Lantern Festival, and you two have become the biggest winners. Congratulations; even if you are both crowned Hidden Dragons, Ge is convinced. The Luan-Born Qilin-Young actually flew toward the Dragon Palace; shall we go and see?" Ge Xiantong said.

Li Youyi felt uneasy, wanting to secure his gains early, get the Longevity Pill, Dragon Seed, and Dragon Bone as soon as possible, so he nodded, wrapped Zuoqiu Hongting, and headed toward the Dragon Palace.

Ge Xiantong said: "This Dragon Palace is rumored to be the place where the flying dragon lived. When the Fog Son of Heaven fought it, it was likely stolen by the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple. I guess the wealth and treasures collected by the flying dragon must have gone into the pockets of the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple."

Li Youyi looked at the Immortal Turtle, which was as large as an island, and then at the magnificent palace group on the turtle's back, naturally feeling amazed in his heart. He decided to find time to ask Chan Hai Guan Wu about her entanglement with the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple and that past event.

Zuoqiu Hongting said: "Can you see it? The Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple has actually always been more biased toward the Far West Ash Region, thinking that the winner would be the Luan-Born Qilin-Young. Dragon Seeds and Dragon Bones are more valuable to him, who possesses the flying dragon bloodline. Bringing out the Dragon Palace is more like returning it to its original owner, creating momentum for him."

Ge Xiantong nodded: "It's a pity that the winners are us."

"Do you feel an unusual aura?"

Li Youyi's brows furrowed, and he looked up.

He saw black clouds surging from the south above his head, quickly swallowing the clear full moon.

The night wind became even more urgent!

The Luan-Born Qilin-Young, flying outside the Dragon Palace, looked toward the south, toward the city-protecting formation light gauze connecting heaven and earth on the sea surface several miles away. He said: "I lost, I failed your expectations."

Those layers of light gauze represented the strongest defense of Qiuzhou City.

Everyone felt an unusual aura.

Just when everyone was thinking about who the Luan-Born Qilin-Young was talking to.

Opposite the light gauze, two black shadows that were huge to the extreme appeared out of thin air.

One stood on the sea surface on the left, and one flew in mid-air on the right.

The black shadow standing on the sea surface was like a lion or tiger in a shadow play. The black shadow flying in mid-air had wings connecting to the eastern and western horizons.

"Whoosh!"

As the black clouds swallowed the full moon, a lightning bolt tore through heaven and earth. The bright brilliance illuminated the entire Soldier Ancestor Marsh, and the entire Qiuzhou land flashed.

This lightning bolt illuminated the two black shadows opposite the city-protecting formation light gauze.

The Qilin and the Azure Luan were like myths and legends descending; the former stood on the sea surface, so huge it could not be described as a mountain, its body like metal cast in ten thousand different colors, erupting with incomparable brilliance.

The Azure Luan had flames all over its body, its wings like clouds hanging from the sky.

The lightning disappeared, and the Qilin and Azure Luan transformed back into two black shadows, and heaven and earth returned to silence.

The next moment, the deafening thunder and the aura of the Qilin and Azure Luan rushed toward them simultaneously, sweeping toward Qiuzhou City in a vast and mighty manner.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The seawater of the Soldier Ancestor Marsh rose dozens of zhang high, wanting to strike the firmament.

Long Ting and Li Shentong rushed out of the Dragon Palace like lightning.

The Immortal Turtle let out a long roar, and countless exotic scriptures rushed out of its body, wrapping itself and the Dragon Palace. Subsequently, it took flight, like a flying immortal island, rushing toward Peach Plum Mountain to take refuge.

The change came too fast, only the time of a lightning bolt.

There was no time to escape at all before the terrifying aura of the Qilin and Azure Luan spread into the city-protecting formation, impacting the young Wu Xiu who were closest in the first instance.

The young Wu Xiu were almost all heavily injured; just the aura pressing down caused a large area to fall, their spirits and intentions unable to hold up.

Including the heavily injured Zuoqiu Hongting and Ge Xiantong, they all fell backward.

"Whoosh!"

Li Youyi faced the wind and waves, supporting with all his might, magic power continuously injected into the Blood Handprint Demon Armor, barely able to hold on. But in his heart, there was a great terrifying emotion of being in a precarious situation, ready to be torn into pieces at any time.

"Whoosh—"

In the distance, a huge palm pressed the light gauze of the Qiuzhou City city-protecting formation until it distorted and dented, grabbing toward the Immortal Turtle fleeing toward Peach Plum Mountain.

The palm had not yet broken through the light gauze, but it had already locked the Immortal Turtle in mid-air.

It was like space solidifying, time stopping, the power incomparable.

Li Youyi gritted his teeth, his gaze moving with the palm in the sky, only feeling that once the city-protecting light gauze broke, his scalp might explode along with it.

At this moment, Chan Hai Guan Wu's voice came to his ears: "It's back! Fortunately, it hasn't reached the level of a Martial Dao Son of Heaven; I hope they can block this battle..."

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