Chapter 255

The Qilin is back!

Chan Hai Guan Wu once said that about two thousand eight hundred years ago, she beheaded the flying dragon in the East Sea.

But she didn't find the flying dragon's son, the "Qilin," and failed to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

In other words, the Qilin has lived for at least two thousand eight hundred years.

At the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival, the major demon king factions defected one after another, submitting to the Luan-Born Qilin-Young's banner; naturally, it was not because the Luan-Born Qilin-Young had subdued them. Rather, the major demon kings of the Lingxiao Living Realm behind them had already been secretly subdued by the Qilin.

It had already returned long ago.

The older generation powerhouses on Peach Plum Mountain had actually guessed this point. However, no one thought that the Qilin would dare to appear in Qiuzhou City and show such a domineering side, attacking the city-protecting formation.

"Presumptuous! Qilin Zang, do you want to be an enemy of the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple?"

The Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple immortal master's brow erupted with spiritual light, his fingers forming a seal.

Instantly, the "Dissolve" character covering the sky above Qiuzhou City contracted and condensed rapidly, suppressing toward the Qilin and Azure Luan on the Soldier Ancestor Marsh outside the city-protecting formation.

Zang—is the name of the flying dragon's son.

On the Soldier Ancestor Marsh.

Qilin Zang appeared in a human form, standing proudly on the head of the nearly solid Qilin light shadow, wearing dragon armor, his figure tall and outstanding. On the sea surface behind him were several other miraculous and powerful figures.

He looked toward the Ninth Heaven of Peach Plum Mountain, completely ignoring the "Dissolve" character suppressing him: "If I can get the support of the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple, the demon country can be established when the sun rises tomorrow; tonight is enough to kill all the transcendent ones who oppose me, enslave the long-lived ones, and herd the Wu Xiu of the world like livestock."

"If I can't get the support of the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple, the establishment of the demon country is also imperative; it's just a little more troublesome."

"Whoosh!"

The "Dissolve" character tore through the black clouds, crushed the firmament, and descended with the power of vast runes.

Above the heads of the Qilin and Azure Luan, space vibrated violently.

The Phoenix Nest flew over, its brilliance illuminating all directions, colorful clouds filling the Soldier Ancestor Marsh, supporting the "Dissolve" character. Subsequently, red-gold flames erupted from the nest, igniting the void and burning the "Dissolve" character into blue smoke.

The one wielding the Phoenix Nest was the Azure Luan.

Qilin Zang's voice was vast and mighty: "A mere Zuoqiu was a nobody three thousand years ago; not of the Son of Heaven bloodline, what qualification do you have to become the future master of this land?"

"The Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival is just a child's game; you Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple wouldn't take it seriously, would you? Only I can unify the world at the fastest speed, end the war, and build a broader and more prosperous country."

The Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple immortal master said: "If you lose, you lose! No one can change the rules; it's not that we didn't give you a chance. Everything is God's will; following God's will is the teaching of the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple."

"Whoosh!"

The immortal master's figure was shrouded in rune light and clouds, appearing above the sea area near the Bright Moon Seven Stars Pavilion, waving his magic staff and colliding with the giant hand that wanted to break the city-protecting formation light gauze from the air.

The Immortal Turtle floating in mid-air escaped Qilin Zang's lock, recovered its flight ability, and fled wildly.

"The Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple is destined to pay the price for today's wrong choice in the future. Tonight, first level the Zuoqiu Family, then destroy the Lingxiao Palace. When that time comes, you will know how ridiculous the so-called God's will is. My will is God's will!"

The giant hand in the sky erupted with auspicious divine brilliance, shaking the earth and turning the sea upside down.

"Boom!"

The plains around Qiuzhou City were struck by this blow, causing countless cracks to appear.

The city-protecting formation light gauze could not bear it and was pierced by the giant hand.

The sound of tearing was extremely harsh, instantly piercing the eardrums of countless people in the South City.

Fortunately, the "Dissolve" character had already vanished into smoke; all the streets and buildings in the city had formation scripts rising to resist the destructive power.

"Pfft!"

The island-sized Immortal Turtle let out a mournful cry, its physical body exploding and turning into a rain of blood.

The Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple immortal master was furious; from his Spirit Realm, a formation disk flew out, expanding continuously. Ten thousand formation scripts operated within the disk, striking the giant hand and causing it to annihilate.

Qilin Zang and the Azure Luan's human true forms entered the formation light gauze through the pierced crack.

Behind the two were the massive Qilin and Azure Luan light shadows, and further behind were countless demon shadows, flags covering the sky.

Qilin Zang headed toward the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple immortal master, and the Azure Luan wanted to collect the Dragon Palace.

"Qilin Zang, the Zuoqiu Family was able to rise within three thousand years and become one of the four major families of Lingxiao; do you really think only you look down on us and want to suppress us? But the Zuoqiu Family is getting stronger and stronger; the morning sun will surely rise, turning into the scorching sun in the sky, unstoppable."

While the ancestor of the Confucian lineage of the Zuoqiu Family, the old man in the Confucian robe, ordered all formations to be opened. From his Spirit Realm, a page of an ancient book flew out.

This page of the ancient book looked like it had been torn from somewhere, the tear line very irregular.

It was just a page of paper; after flying out, it transformed into a mysterious ocean of words, surging toward the position where the city-protecting formation light gauze was pierced.

"Destroy the Lingxiao Palace, what big words. When the Fog Son of Heaven was here, you didn't even have the courage to return to the Lingxiao Living Realm, right?"

The carriage of the Second Palace Master had long rushed out from Peach Plum Mountain, the wheels rolling, crushing the void, the energy spreading throughout Qiuzhou City, colliding with the Azure Luan with a bang.

The suspended Dragon Palace suffered the impact of two terrifying forces, shaking violently, overturning and flipping.

"Whoosh!"

The Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones placed by the Crossing-the-Tribulation Temple in the Dragon Palace, wrapped in solid substances like ice crystals, shone brightly, all pouring out in mid-air.

Under the impact of the Second Palace Master and the Azure Luan's magic power, they fell toward the entire city like a meteor shower.

Long-lived giants of major factions like Zuoqiu Ling and Yin Jun rushed toward the Soldier Ancestor Marsh in the opposite direction of the meteor shower, rescuing the young geniuses trapped near the battlefield.

In this process, they took the opportunity to make a move, each using their own methods to collect some Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones.

More Longevity Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones fell to various parts of the city, triggering looting.

The moment the Second Palace Master and the Azure Luan fought, Li Youyi could no longer hold on, his eyes going dark, his consciousness becoming blurred.

Vaguely, he saw the Dragon Palace overturn, groups of bright light turning into a meteor shower and scattering. More than a dozen groups of bright light fell obliquely, not far from him.

The Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish was worn around his neck, hidden inside the Blood Handprint Demon Armor.

Inside the Buddha Relic, Chan Hai Guan Wu unleashed a force, injecting it into the Blood Handprint Demon Armor. Instantly, blood mist erupted from the armor, wrapping the dozen or so groups of bright light and pulling them back.

At this moment, Li Youyi had completely lost consciousness, falling toward the seabed.

"Swish!"

Yin Jun arrived in the sea like a light mark, caught him, and returned to Qiuzhou City with the fastest speed.

As for Cang Li, Yin Jiu, Li Ling, and Yin Eleven, other experts went to rescue them.

The time window was very narrow.

Even a long-lived giant could only save one. Otherwise, there was a risk of falling.

Li Youyi gasped suddenly, sitting up from the bed, his head aching as if it were splitting.

His limbs were weak, and his wounds burned with pain.

Having traded blows with the Luan-Born Qilin-Young, he had already suffered not-so-light injuries. Later, he was impacted by the aftermath of the transcendent ones; even though he was more than ten miles away and had the Blood Handprint Demon Armor for defense, he still couldn't block it.

Cang Li and Yin Jiu were both lying not far away.

They were much more miserable, their skin as white as corpses, their aura weak.

Two old men of unknown origin fed them medicine brewed from thousand-year essence herbs and continuously injected magic power into their bodies, treating them with all their might.

Li Youyi heard slight crying and turned his head to look.

Yao Yin was sitting beside the bed, her eyes staring straight, her small face covered in pear blossoms and rain, her hands still tightly gripping his right hand.

"What's wrong?" Li Youyi asked.

Yao Yin laughed through her tears, pouting, and said with a crying voice: "I thought... I thought you were like them, unable to come back to life..."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The two of them aren't dead yet."

Yin Twenty-Four, who was pacing back and forth in the room, coldly scolded Yao Yin; seeing Li Youyi sit up, he was clearly relieved.

Yao Yin whispered: "When the two of them were first sent back, they had no breath at all! I thought you were the same."

The little girl seemed truly frightened; Li Youyi gently patted her palm to soothe her.

The room was spacious, like a vast hall.

Yin Eleven and Li Ling were also in the room, the two of them having suffered lighter injuries.

Yin Eleven had been chasing those Great Thought-Masters at the time and had not entered the Soldier Ancestor Marsh, staying further away. Li Ling had exited the battlefield earlier due to a broken right leg and exhaustion of thought-power.

Outside the window, light flickered endlessly, branches and leaves shook violently, and roaring sounds came from all directions.

"Boom!"

The room shook violently, the beams and pillars creaking.

Li Youyi recalled the previous events, secretly fearful, and then asked: "What place is this? How long have I been asleep?"

"About a quarter of an hour."

Yin Twenty-Four stood by the window, looking into the distance, but the horizon was chaotic, and he couldn't see the figures of those transcendent ones at all. He could only feel terrifying auras, like gods fighting.

"Only a quarter of an hour... I feel like I've been asleep for several days." Li Youyi hammered his forehead hard, and the pain returned.

Yao Yin stood up and helped him massage: "Yin Jun said that Qiuzhou City definitely won't be peaceful tonight, and the Zhu Garden might not be safe, so he brought us all to Peach Plum Mountain."

Li Youyi discovered that his insect bag was destroyed, his face changing: "Oh no, where are the seven little ones? And my sword, have you seen them?"

Yao Yin shook her head: "Yin Jun only brought you back at the time; I didn't see those seven little guys and the Yellow Dragon Sword."

Li Youyi's eyes sank, his palm touching his chest.

Fortunately, the Dao Ancestor Taiji Fish was still there.

Li Ling sat beside Cang Li, her eyes red and swollen: "To be able to survive in that situation is already a blessing. Senior, my brother... is there still hope for him?"

The old man treating Cang Li was as thin as firewood, with a ferocious scar on his face and deep-set eye sockets. If they had met in another place, this appearance would have been enough to scare people.

The scarred old man laughed with a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, he has been saved."

The old man treating Yin Jiu was of the deformed race, possessing the characteristics of various Ancient Immortal Giant Beasts, with a tiger head, monkey-like arms, a tail, and a hunched body. He said: "This one-armed kid has also been saved; his life is truly tough."

Li Ling stood up on one leg, leaning on a crutch, and bowed: "Thank you, two seniors."

Yin Eleven also bowed respectfully: "May I ask if the two seniors are the clan elders of the Zuoqiu Family? How should I address you? I will never forget the grace of saving my life."

It was these two who had rescued Yin Jiu, Cang Li, Yin Eleven, and Li Ling earlier.