Destined

There's no mistake, this commotion definitely means he's come out of seclusion.

Jiang Xuanli smiled, and the gloom in her eyes vanished.

Deep down, she naturally hoped he could lend her a hand.

But at this moment, another emotion quietly rose up, overshadowing that selfishness and the anxiety of the past few days.

I'll be able to see him again.

This single thought alone stirred a surge of joy within me.

Jiang Xuanli didn't hesitate; she turned around and gave orders to prepare gifts and a carriage.

Before long, a magnificent carriage sped out of the palace, heading towards the Qin Clan's residence.

But when she got closer, the scene before her eyes was far beyond Jiang Xuanli's expectations.

A giant golden ring hung horizontally above the Qin Clan.

The ring was extremely large, its entire body flowing with a warm yet powerful golden light. A circle of ancient patterns was densely wrapped from the inside out, layer upon layer, twisting into an incomprehensible array.

The lines were so deep they seemed endless; just one glance at them felt like your soul was being sucked in.

It hung there quietly, but the surrounding world was anything but still.

Those who came to offer their congratulations were the first to notice something amiss.

As soon as they stepped into the Qin Clan's territory, they felt an invisible force pushing them backward from a distance.

The force was invisible and intangible, yet it pressed firmly against my chest.

The closer one gets to the Golden Ring, the stronger the thrust becomes.

Even those local lords had to suppress their True Qi and hold on tightly just to barely maintain their footing.

"What's going on? Wasn't it said that the Divine Son had emerged from seclusion?"

"Alas, it seems that's not the case. The celestial treasure is the root cause of today's commotion."

"Such a powerful repulsive force... Even with all my cultivation, I can't get close!"

The repulsive force was astonishing, but when the Thunder Tribulation struck, everyone realized that this repulsive force was just the least noticeable aspect.

Above the Golden Ring, dark clouds surged up from nowhere, condensing into a sheet of ink.

A celestial Heavenly Tribulation descended from the clouds, slamming into Huan Shen and exploding into a shower of sparks.

Then came the second and the third strikes, each faster and more ruthless than the last, hammering the Golden Ring until it hummed and rang.

No matter how the Heavenly Tribulation struck, the Golden Ring not only remained undamaged, but instead shone even brighter.

"What kind of Law Treasure is this...?" someone exclaimed, "It can withstand the Heavenly Tribulation without being damaged, and even temper itself with the tribulation lightning?"

Before the gasp had even subsided, someone else pointed upwards, their voice trembling.

"Look! What's that!"

Looking in the direction he pointed, everyone's breath caught in their throats.

Directly above the Golden Ring, a rift was torn open in the void.

A pitch-black hole hung there, silent and still, yet greedily devouring everything around it.

The light was swallowed, the air was swallowed, and even the Lightning Light that struck down was torn and distorted, plunging headlong into the bottomless darkness.

The Golden Ring seemed to be pushed by some invisible hand, inching its way toward the black hole.

At that very moment, the Cultivator had previously been unable to get close suddenly shuddered and blurted out.

"I see..."

"That repulsive force doesn't come from this Law Treasure at all!"

"This world simply cannot contain it!"

These words struck everyone like a thunderbolt.

Looking back at that scene, it was exactly as described.

A Heavenly Tribulation descended from above, while a black hole devoured it from the side. This world itself was exerting all its strength to forcefully push away this thing that could not be tolerated by the world.

The three scenes, each terrifying on its own, are brought together to reveal what is truly chilling.

What exactly is this Golden Ring?

There was already a great deal of discussion all around.

Some are convinced that this extraordinary treasure must have been an Emperor Artifact forged by one of the Great Power figures in the Qin Clan.

Only Jiang Xuanli, gazing at the golden Golden Ring, had a thought inexplicably arise in her mind.

This matter.

It's definitely related to him.

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On the other end, Qin Qingzheng looked up, his face filled with shock.

She knew better than anyone what had just happened.

The moment the Law Treasure took shape, the ring around him suddenly lit up, and a wisp of spiritual consciousness was born out of thin air.

But the moment the spirit opened its eyes, the entire Law Treasure shattered with a crash, turning into a sky full of flowing light.

I almost thought it was a wasted effort.

The next moment, the streams of light spontaneously regrouped and reformed in mid-air, returning to the shape of the Golden Ring, even more brilliant and radiant than before.

It shattered, then reborn itself.

The problem is this repulsive force.

Qin Qingzheng couldn't say for sure where it came from. He only knew that if the stalemate continued, it wouldn't be long before he had to watch helplessly as this treasure plunged into the black hole.

"Ninth Brother, I'm afraid we won't be able to take this Law Treasure by ourselves."

Before she finished speaking, she turned around and summoned the servant behind her.

The clan elders must be ordered to take action and find a way to subdue the Golden Ring before it is swallowed.

But Qin Wangchuan remained unmoved.

He stood there, his gaze fixed intently on the Golden Ring in the sky, a look of realization slowly spreading across his eyes.

"I see."

The Wheel of Fate was forged using countless rare materials from other worlds, originating from different times and spaces.

For this reason, once it took shape, it was regarded as an alien entity that could not be tolerated in this world, and it was to be driven out.

But its root lies in that Nine-Layer Profound Heaven Ring.

The Old Ancestor personally reforged this ring, and it was imbued with a wisp of Immortal Bone Dao Rhyme.

That Dao Rhyme was exactly the same as the Immortal Bone within Qin Wangchuan's body.

In other words, he is the only one in the world capable of subduing this ring.

Everything was predetermined the moment the ring was thrown into the furnace.

"Destiny..."

After whispering something, Qin Wangchuan strode towards the golden Golden Ring.

With his toes off the ground, he took a step into the air and his body was already soaring into the sky.

The crowd below looked up and saw a figure climbing the steps, steadily walking towards the Golden Ring hanging high in the sky.

Things went relatively smoothly at first.

But the higher you go, the closer you get to the Golden Ring, the thinner the surrounding Spiritual Qi becomes.

One Heavenly Tribulation after another struck down, scattering the surrounding Spiritual Qi into chaos. The remaining energy was suppressed by the repulsive force of the Golden Ring, making it almost impossible to draw in.

If this continues, the momentum of their ascent won't last long.

Qin Wangchuan's brow twitched slightly.

Should we use the Dragon Form?

True Dragon are born with the ability to fly, so they are naturally not subject to the constraints of Spiritual Power.

The thought had barely formed in my mind.

The black and gold robe he was wearing suddenly shone brightly.

The next moment, a warmth spread through my palm.

A delicate hand had quietly grasped Qin Wangchuan's hand.

Following that glimmer of warmth, I noticed a small figure had appeared beside me.

Black hair fell down, from which a pair of exquisite dragon horns peeked out, and a red scale between his brows shone like cinnabar.

It is Dragon Scale.

She intertwined her fingers with Qin Wangchuan's, her small body standing firm against the Heavenly Gang, her face expressionless, but her eyes shining.

The immense dragon power flowed through their interlocked fingers.

The slight stagnation caused by the thin Spiritual Power had completely dissipated.

Qin Wangchuan turned his head and looked at the girl beside him, a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

"Do you remember that time Heaven Ascending Ladder?"

"It was the same back then, holding my hand, accompanying me as I climbed each step."

"This time, the scene is exactly the same as that time."

Dragon Scale shook her head.

"No the same."

The words had barely left his mouth.

The hem of her white Heavenly Qilin Dress suddenly unfurled.

Scale-like patterns surged from the skirt, spreading wider and larger, until in the blink of an eye they transformed into a winding True Dragon, spiraling up from above Qin Wangchuan's head.

The dragon's body grew longer and longer, its scales and claws unfurled, and its head held high, eventually obscuring half the sky.

It blocked the sunlight, casting a large shadow on the earth.

The crowd looking up below all froze.

The terrifying Heavenly Tribulation that had just struck the colossal dragon's body, which Covering the Sky and Sun the sky, mysteriously vanished into thin air, leaving not even a trace.

"It's different now."

Back then, on the Heavenly Ladder, he was at the forefront, his blood staining the ground.

Before he knew it, this girl was already able to protect him.

Qin Wangchuan looked at the girl beside him, his gaze softening.

"Good boy/girl."

The Heavenly Tribulation had been completely dispelled by the Heavenly Qilin Dress, but that repulsive force still loomed ahead.

Qin Wangchuan, holding Dragon Scale's hand, braved the repulsive force that could crush everything, and took a step.

Another step.

This scene left the Qin Clan Disciple below dumbfounded.

The repulsive force seemed alive; the closer someone got, the stronger it grew, layer upon layer.

The disciples with lower cultivation levels were pushed backward by that invisible force.

Some people even lost their balance and were thrown out, crashing heavily to the ground. They struggled to get up and see clearly, but couldn't even lift their heads.

But the figure going against the flow seemed completely unaffected.

Only a few elders stood with their hands behind their backs on the high place, squinting at the increasingly tall figure, nodding slowly, their eyes full of approval.

He truly deserves to be called the Qin Clan Divine Son.