Chapter 785: Yuan Qi Shen, Delivering a Gift

Ancient Dragon Tomb.

This is a land of ice plains.

A powerful wave of force erupted from the wind and snow filling the sky.

Even the thoughts of a master who has passed the first Thunder Tribulation could be frozen by the cold.

Yu Liancheng, the Dragon Girl, and Xing Yuxian braved the wind and snow as they advanced, soon discovering a towering palace.

This ice palace was even more magnificent and majestic than the Imperial Palace of Great Gan. Surrounding this palace were thick, massive pillars of ice.

These ice pillars pierced the sky like mountain peaks; they were crystal clear, displaying the wonders of creation.

The Dragon Girl and Xing Yuxian were both stunned, their beautiful eyes filled with astonishment, their entire beings caught in a state of epic shock.

Naturally, it was not because of the majesty and grandeur of the palace, but because frozen within those ice pillars were giant primordial dragons.

Correct, it was those dragons with bodies like giant pythons, five claws, horns on their heads, and whiskers and scales.

Real dragons.

The dragon race that once ran rampant in the primordial era and dominated the primordial Great Thousand World.

Each dragon was sealed within an ice pillar, lifelike and in a thousand different postures; although they were already frozen, they still carried endless majesty.

"This is the dragon of legend."

Xing Yuxian was very excited; this was a mythical existence from the primordial era.

That majesty, that bearing... it was truly impossible to describe in words. Just by visualizing their postures and pondering their expressions as they appeared in one's mind, one could suppress demons and expel evil from the heart.

Ao Luan, the Dragon Girl who possessed the bloodline of the dragon race, was even more excited; her beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the center of the ice palace, her delicate body almost trembling.

In the central ice palace, a massive dragon was sealed.

This dragon was a hundred feet long and as thick as an ornamental column; its entire body shimmered with a noble reddish-gold light. Each scale was the size of a washbasin, and various Talismans and characters seemed to have naturally formed upon them. Even though it no longer had any aura of life, its momentum remained heaven-shaking, like the firmament or a Divine Mountain, and the rest of the dragons seemed to be faintly worshipping it.

This is the leader of the dragons.

It is a true Ancestral Dragon.

In its lifetime, it was likely a Creator-level existence, or perhaps even stronger.

If she could obtain the body of this Ancestral Dragon, she would certainly be able to step into the level of a Creator in the future, traversing the world with no rivals to be found.

"A single dragon body could be used to craft dozens of sets of powerful armor. And a thousand dragons could craft tens of thousands of sets of armor. If there were an elite force of ten thousand warriors wearing dragon armor, wouldn't everyone be like a dragon? Then, dominating the Great Thousand World would not be impossible. With ten thousand people roaring in unison, only the rebirth of an ancient Yang God would be a match."

Xing Yuxian muttered to herself, her entire being still unable to recover from the shock.

"Regardless, let's collect them all first."

Yu Liancheng beckoned, and the Universe Bag appeared.

Accompanied by the surging of his thoughts, the entire Universe Bag emitted a powerful suction force, and one ice pillar after another rose from the ground, falling into the Universe Bag.

Because he knew the situation of the Dragon Tomb, Yu Liancheng had further refined the Universe Bag before going to Yunmeng Guo, increasing its space so that it could completely contain the dragon corpses.

"You..." The Dragon Girl's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she bit her lip with her pearly teeth.

But when Yu Liancheng turned his head with a smile, the Dragon Girl immediately closed her mouth.

After seeing the four great family heads dealt with, Ao Luan could better understand the arrogance and tyranny of the Champion Marquis, as well as his formidable cultivation that could almost rival a Creator.

"Rest assured, I am not a guy who eats alone."

Yu Liancheng smiled and continued to collect the ice pillars into the Universe Bag one by one.

Five hundred, eight hundred, one thousand and one.

There were no accidents; all the dragon corpses were collected by Yu Liancheng into the Universe Bag.

His cultivation focused more on returning all great power to himself. He did not have much need for these dragon corpses; apart from crafting a small amount of armor and contemplating the true intent of the dragons, most of the rest would likely be thrown to Ao Luan. Of course, the premise was that this Ao Luan would submit to his command, gaining both the master and the disciple; otherwise, he might end up raising an enemy for nothing.

As each ice pillar was collected, beneath the base of the pillars, layer after layer, things that appeared to be a treasury were revealed.

Inside the treasury, much grain was frozen; it should have been the storehouse where the primordial Heavenly Dragon race kept their food.

Yu Liancheng saw the dragons' food; it was a type of rice, but every grain of rice was a full three feet, three inches, and three centimeters long. Looking at it from afar, it was like a sword, even carrying a sharp quality.

"This is actually the Dragon Tooth Rice of the primordial Heavenly Dragon race. Heavens, this is truly a thing of legend. In the primordial era, this was what dragons ate. Mythical epics record that a major reason for the Pan Emperor's campaign against the dragon race was to seize the seeds of the Dragon Tooth Rice to make the human race flourish and prosper once again."

Xing Yuxian's eyes revealed astonishment as she recognized what this was.

Primordial Dragon Tooth Rice, the main food of the Heavenly Dragons.

For powerful and noble creatures like the primordial Heavenly Dragons, ordinary food was worse than chaff to them, and would even pollute their bodies and souls.

Therefore, the primordial Heavenly Dragon race basically ate only Dragon Tooth Rice. Only when things like Dragon Tooth Rice entered the stomach could they avoid producing impurities and be refined into the purest Qi, even fusing with the blood and bone marrow to further enhance their strength.

This type of Dragon Tooth Rice was incomparably precious and had immense benefits for those practicing martial arts.

The Great Qian Dynasty did not lack Martial Saint experts, but Human Immortals could be counted on one hand. Ultimately, it was because becoming a Human Immortal was too difficult, and as long as a Martial Saint could consume Dragon Tooth Rice for a long time, they could be forcibly piled up into a Human Immortal expert.

The preciousness of Dragon Tooth Rice can be seen from this.

Of course, things like Dragon Tooth Rice were not so easy to grow; they required careful cultivation and planting before they could possibly mature.

Just as Yu Liancheng was collecting the Dragon Tooth Rice seeds, his heart suddenly stirred, and as his sleeves fluttered, he tossed Ao Luan and Xing Yuxian several hundred feet away.

At the same time, the void trembled, and silently, something ten inches tall, the color of chaos, and resembling a banner gate appeared, floating before Yu Liancheng. On that banner gate were ten beast heads, each only the size of a thumb, yet they were exceptionally ferocious and faintly emitted the aura of the ancient Manghuang.

At the same time, Yu Liancheng even faintly felt that countless lines had appeared within this banner gate, reaching deep into the void, leading to who knows where; they were shadowless and formless, and even Yu Liancheng could not detect them.

"This is the number one spatial divine artifact, capable of crossing space and even transcending the void—the Ancient Roshomon Gate!!" The Master of the Heavenly Dragon Path, who had been tossed away by Yu Liancheng, was knowledgeable and her expression changed immediately upon seeing that portal. Because she knew that this gate was the divine artifact of the Jingyuan Temple, one of the six great sacred grounds: the Ancient Roshomon Gate.

And the true master of this Roshomon Gate was none other than the supreme God of the Western Regions, the Yuan Qi Shen, who could be called a Creator-level existence.

Boom!!

That ten-inch-tall banner gate suddenly grew to the size of a mountain.

The aura emanating from the Roshomon Gate was majestic to the extreme, worthy of being called a sacred existence, supreme and peerless, making one unable to help but want to worship, prostrate oneself, and offer everything to this existence.

"Ancient Dragon Tomb, a fine Ancient Dragon Tomb, it belongs to me."

From the Roshomon Gate came a cold, god-like voice.

Two spheres resembling blue Moons appeared within the Roshomon Gate, incomparably deep. But looking closely, they were two eyeballs.

Yuan Qi Shen.

It has descended.

"You want to snatch everything you see, why don't I see you snatching shit to eat?" Yu Liancheng sneered: "Heh, and you call yourself Yuan Qi Shen, more like a mad dog."

"Champion Marquis, you dare to insult a God, you will pay the price for your arrogance."

In an instant, tens of thousands of thoughts flew out from the Luo Sheng Gate, and each thought was a full acre in size, spanning the high sky, dense and numerous, obscuring the light of the heavens; it was truly terrifying!

"Die!"

Following a roar, those tens of thousands of thoughts exploded.

First, thousands of sounds of Broken things rang out, then came the boundless, desperate wails of living beings, followed by a sense of great destruction emerging. These Broken thoughts intertwined and entangled, transforming into tens of thousands of vast white lights, merging into one incomparably huge beam of light, which bombarded toward Yu Liancheng amidst a thunderous Boom.

As soon as this beam of light appeared, all the radiance between heaven and earth was covered by it, leaving only a vast expanse of white.

Boom!!

And at the moment the beam of light pushed and bombarded, a cannon sound so huge it was hard to imagine rang out, actually containing a sound like an ancient star exploding, enough to shatter a person's soul.

Looking across the Great Thousand World, there is only one such Dao technique, and that is the trump card skill of Yuan Qi Shen—the Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon.

Let alone Yu Liancheng, who was facing this strike head-on, even Ao Luan and Xing Yuxian felt their heads buzzing, both of them filled with immense fear, as if the star beneath their feet had reached the end of the world, crumbling inch by inch, the earth collapsing, the very core of the star contracting intensely, and then exploding with a bang.

Under this strike, everything was destroyed and reduced to nothingness.

"Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon!"

Yu Liancheng muttered to himself.

In the Great Thousand World, there are countless universes within the cosmos.

And all things have an end; some stars, after experiencing hundreds of millions of years, will also reach their end, the entire star will face its doomsday, and at that time the entire star will explode, emitting such a terrifying roar.

And this "Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon" is Yuan Qi Shen using boundless power to simulate the scene of a star exploding. It can destroy everything; even a Creator expert hit by it would be annihilated.

"Stars shatter, the sky collapses and the earth sinks, yet there are still people—to mend the gaps in the sky!"

Yu Liancheng had a moment of distraction; he had seen too many ultimate techniques and divine abilities regarding destruction and death, and he could even draw inferences about other things from them.

Having seen the Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon blasted out by Yuan Qi Shen just once, he could comprehend thirty percent of its essence.

Do not underestimate this thirty percent; even a Human Immortal expert might not be able to take thirty percent of the Yuan Qi Cannon and would be blasted into slag.

Besides this, Yu Liancheng developed another realization, an opposite realization.

He threw a punch.

He fused all his realizations into this punch.

Within the intent of the punch, there was actually a feeling that "man can conquer heaven."

Xing Yuxian and the other woman seemed to see disasters descending from the sky, with floods, earthquakes, droughts, fires, and other calamities appearing, even the destruction of the world, where all vitality would cease to exist.

But in this doomsday, there was still a group of people fighting against the natural disasters with great passion; some of them died in battle, some were disabled, but not a single one retreated, even knowing that the ending awaiting them would be death.

Everyone still carried out the spirit of changing the world, to mend the gaps in the sky, to go against the heavens, and to win that sliver of possibility in the dark.

This was inherently a punch that went against the heavens.

The two forces collided together.

There was actually a brief moment of silence.

All sound disappeared without a trace in this instant, and everything fell into a deathly stillness.

Boom!

Boom-boom!!

Only then did the true sound of the collision ring out, earth-shattering, as if it were about to push this Ancient Dragon Tomb back into chaos.

Ripples rolled like a monstrous sea, exploding where the two fought, sweeping out in all directions and destroying everything.

The space for hundreds of miles around was clearly divided into two halves; one side was the scorching white light of the Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon, a vast expanse of white. The other side was chaotic and murky, filled with vast fist intent.

Those palaces cast from cold ice were originally incomparably sturdy, the crystallization of the wisdom and wealth of the Dragon race; even a strike from a Human Immortal could only leave a faint fist mark. But in the battle between Yu Liancheng and Yuan Qi Shen, they cracked with countless fissures, then began to collapse, and were even blasted into powder.

"Very good, you can actually withstand this seat's Three Realms Yuan Qi Cannon; you are barely qualified to be my opponent!" A majestic figure walked out from the Luo Sheng Gate.

This figure's upper body was human, dressed in the attire of the Middle Ancient Sages, with pitch-black hair and a pair of slender, fair palms, as if grasping the most terrifying power in the world. As for his lower body, it was hazy, as if covered in clouds and mist, making it hard to see clearly; it seemed to be a body like a dragon, or perhaps the body of an elephant...

But without a doubt, this was an ancient and powerful God.

Boundless and thick Yuan Qi sprayed out from his magnificent body, and with a casual gesture, he could make the void tremble.

This was one of the top existences of the current age—Yuan Qi Shen.

"Eh, Meng Shenji is here!" Yu Liancheng suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had seen some incredible existence, and pointed to the other side.

"Hmph, you want to trick me with a small trick." Although he said this, under the shaking of Yu Liancheng's "God-Startling Dao," Yuan Qi Shen could not help but turn his gaze slightly. He received the faith of all living beings, and his soul was quite mixed and easily shaken.

Sure enough, the other party was tricking him.

Where would Meng Shenji come from?

But this turn of his eyes was only a thousandth of an instant, and the other party could not possibly decide the outcome in this instant or cause him irreversible, heavy injury.

However, when Yuan Qi Shen turned his head back, his expression changed, and he roared: "Scoundrel!! How bold!!"

Only to see a crystalline giant hand already grabbed onto the Ancient Luo Sheng Gate, intending to drag the Ancient Luo Sheng Gate away.

It turned out that Yu Liancheng's target from the beginning was this divine artifact, this divine artifact that could traverse the void at will.

Fortunately, Yuan Qi Shen reacted in time and grabbed the other end of the Luo Sheng Gate.

"This is our first meeting, and you are also a senior in the cultivation world; why are you so stingy about giving this junior a gift!!" Yu Liancheng grabbed the Luo Sheng Gate with one hand, and the power of a Human Immortal erupted.

Boom-boom!