Mysterious mirror hanging high

The pseudo-God-transforming cultivator's self-destruction of his Nascent Soul Dharma Image is his last resort. Even a cultivator in the early stage of God-transforming will be injured if he is not careful.

The main hall of Weiyang Palace is extremely spacious, but it is not enough to withstand the aftermath of the pseudo-god-transforming cultivator's self-explosion. None of the Nascent Soul cultivators in the hall could survive, but the aftermath of the explosion was directly borne by Lu Yingzhao alone with his huge and pure magic power.

In an instant, tiny beads of blood oozed out of her pores, and turned into scarlet mist in the steaming high temperature.

The originally smooth skin shriveled and cracked at a speed visible to the naked eye, the back was hunched like a dead pine tree, but the eyes were still fixed on the center of the explosion.

The aftermath of the explosion gradually subsided, and the place where Ying Shigui was originally located was already empty, leaving only a huge pit.

Just as the aftermath was dissipating, a ray of dim golden light quietly moved out from the smoke and dust, and drilled into the long-silent Jiuzhou Mountain and River Cauldron in the hall like a snake.

"Heh... I finally found my chance!"

The residual soul of Ying Shigui let out a sinister smile, and the ancient patterns on the tripod suddenly lit up.

This bronze tripod, which had been silent for who knows how long, emitted a low humming sound...

boom--!

The body of the cauldron trembled, and nine dragon-shaped shadows rose into the sky from the mouth of the cauldron, interweaving into a bright beam of light in mid-air.

At the end of the light column, the void shattered like a mirror, vaguely revealing the vast starry sky of another world.

"Oh no! He wants to use the tripod to ascend!"

Yuwen Baoge was the first to notice the change. The golden spear turned into a stream of light and slashed towards the light column, but was repelled the moment it touched the light column.

Jing Yu's expression suddenly changed, and a bitter light burst out from his fingertips. He shouted, "Quickly cut off the light column!"

"Master Lu!" the monks shouted urgently.

But at this moment, Lu Yingzhao's blood and energy were exhausted, and his sea of ​​consciousness was dry. He felt dizzy and even had difficulty standing.

She reluctantly raised her head, only to see Ying Shigui's remnant soul merge into the pillar of light. Laughing wildly, he rushed towards the end of the void. "When I reach the immortal realm, I will lead my immortal dynasty's heavenly soldiers to slaughter all of you ants..."

Before he finished speaking, the beam of light suddenly shrank.

The Jiuzhou Mountain and River Cauldron let out a mournful wail, and its body was covered with cracks, while the remnant soul had completely disappeared into the void cracks.

The strong wind suddenly stopped, leaving only a mess on the ground.

Lu Yingzhao stared at the smoke curling away from the cauldron, his blood-stained fingertips digging deep into his palms. He sighed secretly and whispered to Yun Xuance:

"I've tried my best..."

Yun Xuance's face was a mixture of joy and worry. He quickly stepped forward to support Lu Yingzhao and asked with concern, "Let's not talk about that...how are you?"

Lu Yingzhao took a deep breath, his pale face flushed a little, and he shook his head: "It's just a minor injury, nothing serious."

"What should I do?"

A Yuanying Zhenjun murmured, "If Ying Shigui really manages to contact the cultivators of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty in the upper realm, wouldn't our Taoist lineage be..."

Yang Dingfeng gritted his teeth and said, "This news must be reported to the several Heavenly Lords in the present world as soon as possible..."

Jing Yu shook his head: "The Weiyang Palace trial has not yet ended. It is estimated that it will take a few years. During this period, no one will be able to leave this cave. We can only wait here patiently."

Lu Yingzhao, supported by Yun Xuance, said coldly, "Don't worry... Ying Shigui's Yuanying self-detonation just now was a tactic that would destroy both sides. He was the first to be hit."

"Logically, his soul should have been completely destroyed. Perhaps the secret soul technique he practiced was indeed unique, allowing him to leave behind a remnant of his soul, allowing him to escape."

"But even if he truly ascends to the Immortal Realm... the Immortal Realm is vast, and his remaining soul might not be able to quickly find the Divine Cauldron cultivators of the upper realms... I'm afraid it would take hundreds of years just to heal his wounds."

"Even if we find it, the price required for a cultivator from the immortal realm to descend to the mortal realm is an astronomical figure... The Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty may not be able to afford it."

“Even if they can afford it, they may not be willing to pay.”

"In short, the arrival of Divine Cauldron cultivators in the lower realms will definitely not happen in the next few years, so you can rest assured."

After all, Lu Yingzhao had received the immortal arts from [Shenmeng Daozun] himself, and was well-versed in many anecdotes and stories of the immortal world. In terms of vision, he was even better than Jing Yu, so he told this story to reassure people.

"Alas... For now, the only solution is to get out of this cave."

Yang Dingfeng sighed and suddenly bowed deeply to Lu Yingzhao, "Thank you so much for today, Lord Lu... Without your help, I'm afraid not a single Nascent Soul here would have survived. By then, Ying Shi would have returned and ascended, and our current Daoist lineage would be completely unprepared and would surely be the target of a one-sided massacre."

"If there really were immortals from the upper realm descending to the mortal world..."

Lu Yingzhao said calmly, "Don't worry. The cave heaven and the small world within the bodies of cultivators above the cave heaven realm naturally repel each other, making them unable to descend to the mortal world. Even if the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty sends cultivators to the mortal world, they will at most be at the level of Perfect Divine Transformation. If the power of the entire Immortal Continent is gathered, there is still room for a fight."

"Is there really any chance of a fight?" Yang Dingfeng murmured.

"Of course not now." Lu Yingzhao changed the subject: "But what if the number of gods in the Xianzhou Realm doubled?"

"what do you mean……"

Yang Dingfeng suddenly understood and bowed, "Please rest assured, Lord Lu... After Dingfeng leaves the cave, he will advise the Supreme Lord to take the lead in breaking the old rules and allowing independent cultivators to achieve Divine Transformation in the present world!"

After everyone dispersed, Jing Yu came forward and said, "Now that the matter in Weiyang Heaven is over, all we have to do is continue to enter the trial hall and wait for the cave to open... But Xiao Guanying is said to be blocking the door, so this level won't be easy."

Yun Xuance said, "It's okay. I've just discussed this with Qi Zhenjun of Songfeng Pavilion and Xiao Zhiwei of Penglai Holy Land. When the cave opens, Qi Tianhua and Penglai Mountain, two gods, will come forward to mediate..."

Jing Yu nodded. "After all, we have to rely on others... It's not always safe. Let's see what treasures we can get in this cave. The initiative must be in our own hands."

The immortal candidates discussed for a while before dispersing. Now, there were still several years before the cave opened. Jing Yu naturally would not miss this opportunity for rapid improvement. He found a new trial hall and entered it.

As soon as Jing Yu stepped into this side hall, he felt his heart tighten, as if an extremely sharp aura suddenly burst out from deep within.

Suddenly, the sound of metal clashing echoed among the deep pillars of the trial side hall.

But there was a man sitting upright on the ninth level of the black jade steps, with his head bowed and eyes closed. He was wearing a dragon-scale sky-swallowing armor, and the layers of armor were like surging waves, shining coldly under the light of the sky.

On the shoulders are a pair of gilded beast heads with wide-open eyes and crimson necklaces in their mouths. There is a faint sound of wind and thunder when they breathe in and out.

The man held a [Phoenix Wing Gilded Drill] horizontally. The entire body of the drill was as if quenched with black ice, and seven-inch purple lightning flowed on the edge of the blade. The phoenix wings on both sides spread out as if ready to fly, and a slight dance brought up a brilliant light across the sky.

The man seemed to have sensed someone entering the hall and slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of pale golden eyes like those of a ferocious beast.

Then he said:

"Who are you, Your Highness? This side hall is one of the most difficult in the Weiyang Palace. If you are in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, don't seek hardship on yourself. Get out of here as soon as possible..."

Jing Yu looked solemn and bowed, "May I know your name, Senior?"

The armored young man smiled softly and said, "This Marquis..."

"Yuwen Tianfu."