1654: C1654 The Basic Means of the Blood Drop Realm

C1654 The Basic Means of the Blood Drop Realm

"Grandmist purple qi!"

The expression on the face of the Heavenly Emperor immediately changed. He didn't care about Yang Junshan and the overturned throne, and stretched out his hand towards the entrance, trying to grab the primordial purple qi that flew out from the entrance.

Strictly speaking, although the Heavenly Emperor as the lord of the Nine Heavens World could no longer gather and refine the primordial purple energy, to a certain extent, she could still influence and interfere with the primordial purple energy.

Before the Heavenly Emperor could catch the trajectory of the Primordial Purple Clouds, Yang Junshan's Mountain Lord Seal had already flown in from midair and landed right above the Heavenly Emperor's head.

A muffled roar could be heard as a huge Black Tortoise Dharma Idol appeared out of nowhere and carried the Mountain Lord's Seal onto its back, preventing it from falling.

However, the Heavenly Emperor wrinkled his brows at this moment. His originally advancing figure suddenly retreated, and the space he originally stood in instantly collapsed, as a puddle of Purple Clouds Lightning Essence flowed out from the shattered space.

The Heavenly Emperor was about to take a detour when the lightning essence suddenly exploded. The dense purple lightning had practically turned the surroundings of the Heavenly Emperor into a lightning prison.

In just a moment, Yang Junshan had caught up to him and grabbed at the air. A big hand made out of Essence reached out towards one of the two Primordial Purple Clouds.

"Still not making a move?"

The angry roar of the Celestial Emperor sent a shiver down Yang Junshan's spine.

The Essence of Primal Chaos in front of Yang Junshan was suddenly activated. Streams of condensed Essence formed in front of him, forming the word 'Seal'!

The moment this secret letter was formed, the space in front of Yang Junshan was completely sealed, forming an invisible and frozen space barrier, blocking Yang Junshan's way.

Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head, only to see Liu Zi holding a seal pen and nodding towards him with a smile.

Yang Junshan was the first to make the first move. He immediately attracted the other cultivators to follow him. The moment he was stopped, the other celestial masters also caught up to him in an attempt to snatch the two primordial purple clouds hovering around the entrance of the primal chaos.

However, it was not only the Nine Heaven Realm Lord who had broken free from the Purple Clouds Divine Thunder, but also Liu Zi and Yan Xinyuan who made their moves, intercepting Wei Qi and the other Great Rudra Immortal.

However, in this short period of time, another two Great Rudra immortal masters charged into the Nine Heavens Palace and entered the void above the entrance of the primal chaos.

Seven or eight Great Rudra Gods instantly clashed against each other. The power unleashed by the great battle was enough to make the sky darken, the earth darken, the sun darken, and even the moon lose its radiance.

Seeing this, Yang Junshan didn't continue to attack, but drew back instead. He held the throne that was just blown away by the Essence of Chaos in his hand.

The throne was placed at the entrance to the Primal Chaos and had been suppressed for thousands of years. How could it be an ordinary item?

Of course, Yang Junshan's actions couldn't be hidden from the other deities of the Great Rudra. They were all upset, because they were attracted by the appearance of the grandmist purple qi just now. How could they ignore the throne?

The Emperor was even angrier. Even though he was being attacked by two cultivators from the Great Luo, and the power of the will of Heaven and Earth was decreasing, he still managed to throw a beam of golden light at Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan didn't dare to be careless. The air above his head rose up, and a long spear that seemed to be entirely made of lightning shot out from it. The electric light flashed in the void, and the golden light that was only 300 feet away from Yang Junshan suddenly exploded, leaving specks of golden light in the scattered electric snakes.

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and a bolt of lightning fell into his palm and turned back into a spear of lightning. Although the magical equipment did not suffer any damage, he could feel that a large amount of the magical equipment's power had been consumed.

"Practitioner Weapon?"

Yang Junshan was surprised.

To put it bluntly, a Practitioner Weapon was a kind of one-time use Dharma treasure, similar to a secret weapon.

However, because this kind of item could not be reused, even if it was relatively easy to create, the cost of using it would be very high.

He didn't often use it in normal fights, and usually used it as a trump card that was given to his juniors to use in times of crisis to preserve his life or to turn the tide against defeat.

The golden glyph that the Celestial Emperor shot out just now was powerful, but it was not enough to threaten Yang Junshan.

However, just as this thought flashed through his mind, the scattered rays of golden light suddenly sped up and enveloped her like a rain of arrows.

"Just say it's not that simple!"

Yang Junshan sneered. Suddenly, two green and gold lights formed around him, coiling around each other to form a defensive qi barrier in front of him.

Unexpectedly, these golden rays were like golden needles, piercing through the defense of the qi. Yang Junshan was about to be nailed to the ground, but he had no strength to dodge.

Once a needle was pierced, the needles, which were thinner than a cow's hair, could even ignore the cultivator's cultivation base and directly bore into the cultivator's blood vessels through his pores. Afterwards, the blood would flow straight to the heart.

Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan clenched his fists and shouted loudly, as if he had been hit by those golden thorns.

If one could observe Yang Junshan in front of him now, he could see that at the moment of his shout, countless invisible streams of air spewed out from his pores, and at the same time, countless hairs were shot out from his body!

With the help of Yang Junshan's powerful body forging cultivation, those hairs seemed to have a mind of their own. They collided with the incoming slender golden needles three to five feet in front of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan had a clearer understanding of the fourth stage of the Eternal Realm, which was called "Blood rebirth".

It was not that cultivators could be revived even if they were crushed by others — of course, this was not impossible — but it should be more accurate to say that within this realm, every single hair on the cultivator's body and every single drop of his blood possessed the mysterious power of Creation.

Legend has it that pulling off a single hair would allow one to evolve into an incarnation, which also possessed extraordinary powers. For Body Tempering cultivators who had reached the fourth level of the Imperishable Realm, this was only the most basic of methods.

The moment he got the throne, Yang Junshan knew that he had made a huge profit!

This throne that looked like half a bed was actually made from a precious treasure of the five elements.

For example, the back of this throne was made from a Heavenly Passage Vine.

This vine was ranked 7th among the Wood Elemental Treasures. It was said that this vine could open up a void, move mountains, fill up the sea, and connect the heavens and earth together.

If it was refined from a Heavenly Passing Vine, it could easily tear through the void and whip the stars, possessing incredible might.

The magical treasure in Yang Xinyu's hand, the Mountain Rush Whip, had a few strands of the Heavenly Passage Vine's tendons and fibers within it, so it easily became a low-grade dao tool. After many years of refinement and nurturing, the Mountain Rush Whip had reached the mid-grade dao tool.

In the middle of the back, there was a fist-sized yellow-green gem. Yang Junshan could tell at a glance that this gem was the ninth ranked gem of the Earth Elemental Treasure, the Consonance Stone.

The surface of the throne was inlaid with a few square crystals. These were the fire crystals that were ranked eleventh among the Fire Elemental Treasures.

On the armrest on both sides of the throne, there were two palm-sized transparent crystals. In the middle of the two crystals, there were two clumps of green liquid the size of longan. If Yang Junshan was not mistaken, it should be the Void Dew ranked tenth in the Water Elemental Treasure.

As for the four pillars beneath the throne, they were inlaid with four golden-silver pearls. Yang Junshan was familiar with them; they were the thirteenth of the gold-ranked treasures, the Gold Spot Silver Pearls.

However, in Yang Junshan's eyes, the five treasures on this throne were ranked lower than the average, and could not be considered to be too high ranked. The high quality Source Treasures that he had previously obtained and had control over, any one of them would be worth as much as any of these treasures.

This thought lingered in Yang Junshan's mind, and no one else knew about it.

After all, not just anyone could be like Yang Junshan, his body refinement was made of Swelling Earth and Three-Light Divine Water, and the main magical equipment he used was refined from Heaven Mending Rocks and Divide Rocks. At home, there were also treasured lotuses and mutated Nine Heaven Illuminating stones, and the magical equipment used to merge with the Heart of the World's external incarnation was the Seven Treasures Tree. Fusang Mu could give it all to his brothers, while his sworn sister gave thirty-six thousand pieces of golden sand to her wife.

Honestly speaking, this throne was considered luxurious in the eyes of anyone other than Yang Junshan. If any immortal sovereign were to see it, he would definitely drool over it. Even a supreme expert like the Great Rudra Immortal would become jealous.

This was because what had just appeared was the primordial purple gas, causing all the experts to not pay attention to the overturned throne. Otherwise, this throne alone would have been enough to incite a great battle between the Great Firmament Deity and the Great Firmament Deity.

When Yang Junshan took advantage of the chaos to put the throne back, the other Great Rudra Immortals were able to beat their chests and stomp their feet, to say nothing of others.

If these Great Rudra Immortals knew about Yang Junshan's contemptuous thoughts, they might throw away their Primordial Purple Qi and gang up on Yang Junshan to vent their anger.

Seeing Yang Junshan retract his throne, and seeing the primordial purple gas in front of him, the thought of seizing the throne flashed through their minds.

However, at this time, Liu Zizheng and Yan Xinyuan were almost at their limits, because as time passed, more and more powerful cultivators had already charged into the Nine Heavenly Star Realm, heading towards the Nine Heavenly Palace along with the purple clouds in the sky above the Heavenly Court. One could even predict that even more would arrive in the future.

Yan Xinyuan said in a deep voice, "Lord, if we drag this out long enough, the grandmist purple energy will disappear. It's time for you to fulfill your promise!"

If there was no external interference, the primordial purple gas that was nurtured by the world's origin would eventually choose the cultivators that came from the Nine Heavens.2

How could the Celestial Emperor let these two free thugs leave so easily? He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have my ways of preserving two purple clouds!"

After he finished speaking, he saw the Celestial Emperor wave his sleeve. A mysterious spatial ripple suddenly came from that sleeve, as if the space within had formed by itself.

"The Sleeve Dimension. I didn't expect Sector Lord to actually master this sacred art!"

After a moment of surprise, Liu Zi said, "Although the Sleeve Dimension is known for being a world within itself, it cannot contain the grandmist purple energy!"

However, just as Liu Zi finished his sentence, the primordial purple gas that was rushing left and right from the Heavenly Emperor's imprisonment seemed to have sensed something and rushed towards the Heavenly Emperor's sleeve.

Under Yan Xinyuan and Liu Zi's astonished gazes, the Heavenly Emperor laughed and released the restrictions on the Primordial Purple Qi.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, one of the two primordial purple clouds suddenly paused for a moment, and before the Celestial Emperor could react, it suddenly changed directions and disappeared into the air, while the other smoothly entered the Sky Emperor's sleeve.

"Realm Lord of the Ninth Heaven, you actually dare to scheme!"

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