The Dragon Lock Imperial Qi

All that hardship, all those tears of blood, had begun with the Ghost Master. Xu Yi's hatred for him surged like a boundless sea.

Xu Yi forcibly steadied his surging emotions, lifted the Son of Heaven of Great Yue, and shouted, "The chief culprit must be punished; those coerced will not be held accountable. I'll kill only Dong Xuanji, and then my grudge against Great Yue will be settled."

Yet his feet carried him on a winding path, slowly drawing closer to where the Ghost Master stood.

Just then, Dong Xuanji, who had been streaking across the sky with peerless movement techniques, abruptly halted in midair and let out a long howl. "You mongrel! Prepare to die!"

Before the howl had faded, four white-robed elders came flying over the wall.

Dong Xuanji shouted, "Kui Xing!"

The other four white-robed elders followed close behind, each calling out in turn.

"Taiyin!"

"Seven Kills!"

"Tan Lang!"

"Breaking Army!"

As their shouts fell, each of the five held a bagua mirror in his palm. Brilliant light burst from the mirrors, sending out five faint silver-white rays. The rays intertwined in midair, forming a huge five-pointed star of light. Just as the star was taking shape, a crimson glow suddenly erupted from the Son of Heaven of Great Yue's chest, rapidly expanding.

Xu Yi felt no pressure at all from the bizarre five-pointed star, but the extraordinary vigilance granted by his heightened senses made him instantly realize that immense danger was coming. He instinctively released the Son of Heaven of Great Yue.

At that very moment, the crimson light on the Son of Heaven of Great Yue's chest suddenly formed a bagua shape and shot out a strange red beam. At the same time, the five-pointed star in the heavens blazed toward the red bagua