Demonic Path Treasure

"Great Sun Tathagata Seal!"

A swastika-shaped Buddhist seal flew from his hand. Golden light blazed as it bore down on Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch's head.

Si Youyou turned her wrist, and the Soul-Devouring Bell rang again.

Ding!

Invisible sound waves spread. The ringing never entered the ears, yet drilled straight into the soul.

Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch faltered almost imperceptibly. Pain stabbed through his soul, and irritation welled up from deep within.

"Hmm?"

His brows drew together. He glanced at Si Youyou, surprise showing in his eyes.

"A wicked demonic treasure?"

As he spoke, the Buddhist seal was already upon him.

Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch struck back with a palm. Earth-yellow light swirled around it, and he shattered the seal with ease.

But that brief obstruction still checked his advance by half a step.

The backlash sent Rujie's blood and qi roiling. He staggered several steps back, his face flushed crimson.

"Good grief, a Heavenly Lord's shell is way too hard!"

Si Youyou bit her lower lip and flicked the bell again.

Ding! Ding!

The urgent ringing hammered relentlessly at Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch's soul.

"You're courting death!"

Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch finally lost his temper. He thrust out a palm, and a massive earth-yellow hand formed in an instant, crashing down toward the two of them.

Chen Changqing did not even look back.

"Clones."

Before the word had faded, three figures identical to him stepped out of his body.

One sat cross-legged, an ancient Immortal Burial Qin resting before him.

Another held the Dragon Pattern Sky-Splitting Spear, its tip resounding with an unending dragon's roar.

The last gripped a Heavenly Thunder Sword in each hand, lightning weaving between them.

The moment the three clones appeared, Taiyin Heavenly Monarch's and Kun Yuan Heavenly Monarch's expressions changed.

Even Bai Wuya stared