章節 379: AZI Volume 7 Chapter 18
*Aoooooooooouuuuu!!!* the divine art that Lin Yu Heng had chosen is naturally the Cloud Piercing Dragon Thrust, as he sends a 200-meter dragon towards the black and white hand!
As for Qing Ming Yang—
"…"
Pouring all his spirit Qi into the jade sword, Qing Ming Yang releases a pillar of fire and water elemental energy that won't lose to the 200-meter dragon in stature!
...…
On the ground—
"Use up all your spirit Qi!"
"Now isn't the time to be stingy with them!"
"It's do or die!"
Numerous spatial tearing talismans are stacked together, and anxiously pouring their spirit Qi onto these items—
*Boom! Boom! Boom!* a series of explosions go off, as the dimensional walls are gradually chipped away at.
*Boom!* just as the final talisman goes off, Long Hua releases his reinforcements on the realm, causing a rift—that is large enough to fit a single person through, to be ripped open.
Immediately, the Ling Yuan family's practitioners shout—
"Move it!"
"We must report this matter back to the elders!"
"We can't let Qing-xiong and Lin-xiong's sacrifice be in vain!"
...…
Opposite of the Ling Yuan family's practitioners—
"After them!"
"Kill them all!"
"Our deity is on our side!"
The weapon spirits gave chase with a vengeance, while in the same instance—
*Boom!!!!! Boom!!!!!* simultaneously, Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng's attacks landed onto the Immortal Suppression Palm!
Looking at the two sides' clash, Bai Wen downs a mouthful of wine, and remarks—
"Hahaha! Heroes—those two."
...…
Raising a desperate roar, Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng rotated their cultivation bases fiercely, and even went as far as to take out every single spirit stone on their person.
As the spirit stones were turned into dust, neither Qing Ming Yang nor Lin Yu Heng had felt any sense of heartache because they knew that so long as they performed their current roles well—they'll definitely be rewarded greatly by their elders!
"Kuh!"
"Uh!"
With their faces beet red, Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng are gradually pushed downwards by the Immortal Suppression Palm!
"Faster!"
"They won't be able to hold that hand up for long!"
Watching the two hold up the skies with their brittle bodies, the Ling Yuan family's practitioners hasten their footsteps, as they make a mad dash towards the rift—while being chased after by a group of weapon spirits with bloodshot eyes!
"Un… How much longer?"
"Hell if I know?"
The longer this act drags out for, the more fearful Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng becomes—for if any mistakes are made in Long Hua's control over this Immortal Suppression Palm, they'll die without a shadow of a doubt.
And as Yin and Yang energy brushes pass them—
"Uh!"
"…!"
The skin on Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng's arms split apart, and with each passing breathing, the worse these wounds become, as their blood drips to the ground beneath them.
...…
Emerging on the opposite side of the rift—
"Call an elder over quickly!"
Su Xuan shouts this as loudly as possible, and from behind him—
"Call an elder over quickly!"
"Call an elder over quickly!"
Those who emerge from the same rift would shout the same line repeatedly.
The location that these practitioners are in, is the oldest building on the Ling Yuan family's estate—a temple built out of precious wood, and is decorated with Immortal jades on the outside.
The temple's interior walls are red, while the grounds are made up of white stones.
Maintaining the temple's structure are a total of four pillars—each of which are decorated with the figures of one of the Four Auspicious Beasts.
Positioned in the center of this temple is a giant three-legged cauldron.
The round body of this pure white cauldron that is over 400 meters in height is decorated with the imagery of mythological creatures, and its lid is designed to look like a patch of flames.
Beneath the cauldron is a giant hole, and from within this hole, golden flames spew upwards to lick the cauldron's base.
This cauldron is the Ling Yuan family's greatest asset—for it serves as none other than the Leng Bing Realm's vessel.
"What happened?"
Hearing the commotion, and walking into the building is Xia Chen Hai, who was just out on a stroll.
"Elder Xia!"
Rushing over to Xia Chen Hai, and grabbing onto the former's purple robes, Su Xuan falls onto his knees, and pleads—
"Elder Xia, you have to save Qing-xiong and Lin-xiong! Th-They…!"
Unable to speak coherently, Su Xuan points to the rift that the wounded Ling Yuan family's practitioners are leaping out of, to which, Xia Chen Hai remarks—
"I'm… Utterly confused."
"Just come with me!"
Dragging Xia Chen Hai over to the rift, Su Xuan isn't able to find a good time to rush in, as more people emerge from it in panic, and towards the helplessness on the latter's face, the former shakes his head, and—
*Siiiii!!!* waving his hand, Xia Chen Hai forcefully widens the rift, and heads inside.
"…"
Entering the Leng Bing Realm, Xia Chen Hai arrives just in time to see the bloodied figures of Qing Ming Yang and Lin Yu Heng falling from the air.
"Another Immortal?"
"So what?"
"…?"
Surrounding Xia Chen Hai from the front are weapon spirits, but the former's attention is mostly drawn to the Immortal Suppression Palm.
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