12dz Chapter 86 The Divine Power of Many Treasures
Chapter 86 The Divine Power of Many Treasures
Chapter 87 The Divine Power of Many Treasures
Meanwhile, a pagoda appeared on a side peak of East Kunlun.
This tower has nine stories and is covered in flowing golden light. Dragons and phoenixes circle around its body, and various divine runes appear and disappear within it. When the light shines, it is as if the stars in the sky are also shining and disappearing.
This was the treasure that would later become the key to Daoist Duobao's enlightenment: the Duobao Pagoda.
It should be known that Daoist Duobao's talent in weapon crafting was extraordinary.
For countless eons, Duobao traveled the primordial wilderness, visited famous mountains, entered ancient marshes, and collected divine materials from heaven and earth, such as Taibai refined gold and innate breathing soil. He spent countless efforts to finally forge this tower.
Although this tower was forged later in life, its grade has reached the level of a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure.
In terms of suppressing the universe and eroding magical power, it is no less powerful than a top-grade innate spiritual treasure.
As soon as the Pagoda of Many Treasures appeared, ancient immortal light descended from its top, like a waterfall of golden clouds, instantly enveloping the green-bearded Taoist and the one-armed old woman.
The magical powers and spells cast by the two from Zifuzhou vanished instantly upon encountering this pure and precious light, like snowflakes meeting the sun.
Within the tower, countless chains of Geng metal emerged, their pure and restrictive power intertwined like a net.
The green-bearded Taoist felt as if his magical power was trapped in a quagmire, and his body and primordial spirit felt heavier than a thousand pounds, making it difficult for him to move for a moment.
The remaining five Golden Immortals from Zifu Continent were even worse off.
They had not yet entered the Taiyi realm, and their Dao fruits were not yet fully realized. When they were pressed down by the aftershocks of the tower's light, they were frozen in place. Even their true spirits seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and each of them showed a look of fear.
Xuan Yao watched coldly from the side.
He had fought and honed his skills for countless millennia in the primordial world, and he knew better than anyone that a single moment of opportunity in battle could not be missed.
Seeing the Pagoda of Many Treasures below, the cold light in his eyes suddenly hardened.
"Lingxiao, Old Dragon, kill!"
As the low shout faded, the golden sword in Xuan Yao's sleeve transformed into a streak of platinum light, piercing through the air.
Now, this Flying Golden Sword has been refined by the Southern Ming Fire, and all its acquired impurities have been removed. It has now entered the ranks of superior acquired spiritual treasures.
The sword light folded three times in the void, fleeting like a gazelle's horns, leaving no trace.
With a clear and melodious sword cry, the sharp golden Dao Law spread out with the sword energy, instantly piercing through the brows of three Purple Mansion Golden Immortals.
The three people's physical bodies shattered in mid-air, and their primordial spirits hidden in their Niwan Palace were also wiped out by the sword energy, leaving them no chance to escape.
At the same time, Lingxiao let out a clear cry, and the black iron wings behind him stirred up wind and thunder, revealing the true form of a thousand-foot-tall gray-black roc.
She swooped down with a raging torrent of energy, exhaling a breath of pure air, and the Crimson Flame Flying Knife bestowed upon her by Xuan Yao transformed into a streak of fire and flew out.
The flying knife, which had been cleansed of its poison by the Southern Ming Fire, now possessed a pure and sharp killing intent in Lingxiao's hands.
With a flash of blazing blade light, it pierced through the chest of the fourth Golden Immortal, and the pure Yang fire essence burned within his body, burning away his life force in a few breaths.
The old dragon of the Xuan River was not to be outdone.
Although he had done some hard work at the Qingheishan Taoist temple over the years, his late-stage Golden Immortal level magical power was undeniable.
The old dragon chuckled and spat out a yellow sand fan, waving it repeatedly.
In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, and the turbid sand and yellow wind swept out, pulling the remaining Golden Immortal Sect member into the sandstorm.
Lingxiao moved with lightning speed, swooping down from the sky.
With a fierce tear, the two massive claws gleaming with the cold light of black iron ripped through the bodies of those Purple Mansion cultivators, instantly reducing them to ashes.
From the moment the two Taiyi Golden Immortals were trapped to the moment when all the Golden Immortal disciples of Zifu Continent were reduced to ashes, it was only a fleeting moment.
Inside the Pagoda of Many Treasures, however, a shocking change occurred.
Seeing that his Golden Immortal disciples had been killed in just a few moves, and that he himself was immobilized by the Divine Tower, he knew that he had encountered a formidable opponent with extraordinary abilities, and that he was likely doomed.
The tranquil and carefree look that had been in his eyes vanished completely, leaving only madness and violence.
"With the Emperor Donghua above, and all the immortals of Zifu Continent paying homage, how dare you humiliate us like this!"
"If you want this old Taoist to die, then let's go together!"
The green-bearded Taoist roared fiercely, and without hesitation ignited the Taiyi essence blood in his body, even igniting the Taiyi primordial spirit origin that he had cultivated for countless years.
This method is vicious and cruel; it is a desperate secret technique passed down in Zifu Continent, called the Poisonous Dragon Reversal of Fate Forbidden Technique.
Once this technique is activated, it means cutting off one's own path to survival, but one must also borrow the power of one's primordial spirit and Dao fruit to exchange for a fatal blow.
At the same time, the one-armed old woman summoned her snake-headed staff, and then the jade whisk in the green-bearded Taoist's hand broke into pieces, and the Taiyi magic power accumulated within it was completely absorbed into the snake-headed staff.
In an instant, the dark green poisonous light surged.
The cane swayed in the wind and transformed into a dark green venomous dragon, ten thousand feet in size and covered with barbs.
The venomous dragon's resentment soared into the sky, enveloping the entire forbidden area in a desolate and deathly aura, and with a suicidal momentum, it crashed fiercely into the dark gold barrier of the Pagoda of Many Treasures.
Daoist Duobao let out a muffled groan, his face suddenly turning pale, and a trickle of purplish-golden blood spilled from the corner of his lips.
Although his cultivation and Taoist practice far surpassed those two, suppressing two senior Taiyi Golden Immortals at the same time had already pushed his Taoist power to its limit.
At this moment, it suffered a near-self-destructive attack from the Green-Bearded Taoist, causing all the restrictions within the Pagoda to tremble and fine cracks to appear on its surface.
Upon seeing this, the one-armed old woman inside the tower was overjoyed. She screamed and, disregarding her injuries to her primordial spirit, once again wielded a broken bronze hammer, frantically blasting it towards the spot where the poisonous dragon had struck.
In the moment of crisis, the void trembled and the tower's light flickered.
The dark green venomous dragon had torn open a sliver of golden light, revealing half of its ferocious dragon head.
At that moment, Xuan Yao took a step forward and arrived in front of Duobao Daoist.
Within his dark golden tiger eyes, murderous aura and auspicious light swirled endlessly. Deep within his dantian, the superior-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Xuan Sha Golden Whip, moved in response to his command, flying into his palm wrapped in countless rays of dark golden divine light.
"How dare you act so recklessly in the Kunlun Mountains with your mere heretical and evil arts!"
Xuan Yao's voice was like thunder, and his golden whip pierced the air with it.
With a flick of his whip, he unleashed a power like a dragon emerging from the sea. The overwhelming spiritual energy contained within this superior-grade innate spiritual treasure instantly subsided.
With the first lash, the ten-thousand-foot-long dragon head that was about to break through the tower only had time to let out a mournful howl before its hard scales on its head shattered inch by inch, and its pale green poisonous blood splattered across the sky.
Xuan Yao continued his advance without stopping, closing in once more.
The black divine demon transformed into a towering flame on the golden whip, and the second whip, carrying the force of a towering mountain, pointed directly at the source of the dragon's head.
This whip, imbued with the immense power of his reconstructed physical body, slammed into the snake-headed staff. A dull crack resounded as the Purple Mansion Continent treasure shattered, turning into countless fragments of jade. The Poisonous Flood Dragon's avatar, having lost its foundation, also disintegrated inch by inch.
The Green-Bearded Daoist's primordial spirit was as if struck by lightning and fire, causing his face to contort in pain. Before his broken body could break free from the cracks in the tower's light, Xuan Yao's golden whip had already fallen like Mount Tai crashing down.
The superior innate evil power erupted completely at this moment.
The Taiyi Dao principles that had escaped were pulverized by the black whip before they could take shape.
The green-bearded Taoist, along with his physical body, primordial spirit, and true soul, was extracted and turned into a handful of dried-up ashes in the world.
Inside the Pagoda of Many Treasures, the one-armed old woman witnessed the Green-Bearded Taoist being utterly destroyed by Xuan Yao, nearly losing her life in fear.
Knowing there was no hope of breaking through, her face contorted with rage as her divine energy surged and her primordial spirit swelled wildly. She even attempted to emulate the Green-Bearded Daoist by self-destructing her Dao Fruit.
But how could Xuan Yao give her another chance?
As soon as the golden whip was retracted, the wisp of Nanming Fire Seal nurtured in the Flying Golden Sword flew out first, transforming into a dazzling white light that streaked across the void.
The rainbow flashed and disappeared in an instant.
The fiery white light pierced through the old woman's white hair, penetrated her skull, and went straight to her Niwan Palace (a point on the back of her head). The Taiyi Dao Fruit she was about to detonate was instantly sealed by the pure Dao Flame, and the look of terror on her face froze.
In the next instant, the flames of Nanming silently swept away, and the one-armed old woman's primordial spirit and physical body turned to ashes.
The battlefield suddenly fell silent.
Daoist Duobao retrieved the Duobao Pagoda, its light scattering. His figure swayed slightly, and his aura became weak. His face was pale, and without saying much, he simply nodded to Xuan Yao before sitting cross-legged on the white jade slab at the summit.
This time, he forcibly activated the Pagoda of Many Treasures to suppress two Taiyi Golden Immortals, and then suffered a desperate counterattack from the Green-Bearded Daoist. The restrictions inside the pagoda were damaged, and his own primordial spirit was also shaken. He needed to immediately regulate his qi to heal his injuries.
Xuan Yao put away the Xuan Sha Golden Whip, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings, his tone calm and steady.
"Lingxiao, take my flying golden sword and go to the vast void to keep watch. If any ominous creatures approach, immediately sound a long alarm."
"Old Dragon, use the Yellow Sand Treasure Fan to sweep away the remaining energy here, and send the blood and dust out of Kunlun territory, leaving no trace. Afterwards, go to the mountain pass, take the array flag, and block the mountain path."
Lingxiao and the Xuan Shui Old Dragon exchanged a glance, both seeing reverence in each other's eyes, and then bowed in unison.
Before long, the blood energy at the summit was swept away by the yellow wind, and the remaining spiritual energy was also obscured by the array flags.
Lingxiao transformed into the true form of a roc, carrying a golden sword as it soared into the vast sky. The old dragon of the Xuanshui River guarded the mountain pass, a yellow sand treasure fan hanging in front of him, its array flags suppressing the spiritual energy of the four directions.
On the side peak, only Daoist Duobao, who was recuperating, and Xuanyao, who stood with his hands behind his back, remained.
Xuan Yao sat down cross-legged a zhang away from Duobao Daoren and slowly summoned the low-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Heart-Soothing Ruyi. The Ruyi emitted a pure and clear white light of blessings, which condensed into a nine-zhang-long water-colored light curtain, protecting Duobao Daoren within it.