A Great Opportunity: Ninth Floor Defies Eleventh Floor

Chen Lingxi his Divine Sense over the Great Banner!

This Great Banner was the very same strange Great Banner he had seized from the Xuan Tong Temple in the Baosu Marquis Residence's Mysterious Unity Temple!

When this eerie Great Banner was in the Mysterious Unity Temple of the Baosu Marquis Residence, it was used to nourish Baosu Marquis Lin Zhongming with his blood and flesh, allowing him to defy fate and prolong his life for several decades when he was critically injured and on the verge of death.

After Chen Lingxi the banner, he tried countless times to refine it, but he could never find the right approach.

But then it miraculously came back to life.

The eerie Great Banner, which had been lifeless and gloomy, began to unfurl on its own, like a ferocious beast that had been asleep for countless years finally smelling the scent of its prey and opening its blood-red maw.

"What's going on? This Great Banner seems to be yearning for something?"

He thought for a moment, then tentatively opened the Hongdong Bag!

Right at this moment!

As soon as Chen Lingxi opened the Hongdong Bag, the thick, bloody aura that permeated the Void began to flow wildly Hongdong Bag it!

This is the Blood Qi of the many warriors who died on the battlefield just now!

At this moment, they were drawn by this eerie Great Banner, surging into the bag like rivers flowing into the sea!

"Hmm? Such a strange movement?"

Chen Lingxi used his Divine Sense to investigate, and the surging Blood Qi was completely devoured the moment it touched the banner, while the dark red patterns on the banner lit up.

It's getting brighter and brighter!

The eerie Great Banner, which had been lifeless and gloomy, was now awakened by the extremely thick bloody aura and was devouring it!

And this bloody aura was emanating from the Silver Bones cultivators who had already died.

Once the two sides clashed, over a thousand Silver Bones cultivators died.

The thousands of cultivators exuded an extremely heavy, surging aura of bloodlust!

"This Great Banner... it really is an evil object; it takes such a heavy stench of blood to awaken it."

Chen Lingxi was secretly astonished.

Right at this moment...

He suddenly sensed that an extremely powerful force was calling to his Divine Sense from within the Great Banner.

That power was like an invisible hand reaching out from the depths of the banner, carrying an irresistible will, drawing his Divine Sense slowly into the depths of the Great Banner.

Chen Lingxi separated a wisp of her Divine Sense and did not resist.

"Let's see what secrets are hidden within that Great Banner."

Chen Lingxi a wisp of her Divine Sense into it!

There sat a middle-aged man with an air of otherworldly wisdom.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a plain white Daoist robe, spotless, like an immortal who had just descended from the clouds, completely out of place in the eerie space around him, which was filled with blood and killing intent.

He was exceptionally handsome, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like bright stars, a high nose bridge, and well-defined lips.

His eyes seemed to hold the flow of a celestial spring, clear and deep, like two springs leading to another world!

The middle-aged man's gaze fell upon Chen Lingxi's Divine Sense as if he were looking at a guest who had been waiting for a long time.

His aura was mysterious and unpredictable, completely opposite to the eerie and bloody appearance of the Great Banner, yet there was an extremely strange sense of harmony, like a white lotus growing in a pool of blood, seemingly incongruous yet perfectly natural.

Who is this person?

Chen Lingxi was astonished!

At that moment, the mysterious man finally spoke.

He stared at Chen Lingxi, his voice seemingly containing a mysterious and awe-inspiring rhythm.

"I have a great opportunity here."

The man paused slightly, his gaze falling on Chen Lingxi. A faint smile flickered in his eyes, which seemed to flow like a celestial spring. "Junior! Are you willing to accept?"

What a stroke of luck...

Chen Lingxi became suspicious.

Just as he was about to speak...

But then the middle-aged man suddenly snapped his fingers.

A terrifying aura burst forth from the middle-aged man's fingertips, transforming into an extremely thin and faint golden stream of light that flew out of the Great Banner and shot straight into Chen Lingxi's brow!

Before Chen Lingxi could even react, the golden light had already entered his body!

In an instant!

The terrifying aura descended upon Chen Lingxi's brow the instant it touched her forehead!

Chen Lingxi felt her spiritual energy surge throughout her body.

Just like when Lin Suri was empowered by his red-robed senior uncle!

At this moment, Chen Lingxi's cultivation level had not improved, but the quality of his spiritual energy had temporarily increased.

His spiritual energy seemed to contain an indescribable and unimaginable, terrifying Daoist mystery, making his spiritual energy incredibly powerful.

"Just who is this person... to have made me so powerful in the blink of an eye?"

Chen Lingxi sensed the terrifying power within herself.

He could clearly sense that this power was slowly dissipating, as if it could not last.

Even so, Chen Lingxi was already powerful enough at this moment.

With a flick of his finger, a bolt of lightning shot out from his fingertip!

A bolt of lightning exploded and shot straight into the clouds!

The clouds and mist were pierced by the lightning, as if cleaved in two by an invisible sword, leaving a bottomless rift in the Void!

A casual strike was just as powerful as Chen Lingxi's previous all-out attack, the Twelve Heavenly Drum Peals!

At the same time, Chen Lingxi's mind seemed to become incredibly clear, and his understanding of many Divine Ability powers and techniques became even more profound, as if his aptitude had been elevated once again!

"Such immense power..." Chen Lingxi looked down at her finger, which was still crackling with pale golden electricity, her eyes flashing. "It's simply unbelievable!"

Within the Great Banner, the mysterious figure with an air of otherworldly grace remained seated, his gaze fixed upon Chen Lingxi's Divine Sense. A message, as if from heaven, entered Chen Lingxi's mind!

"Hold fast to my Mystery Mechanism and go forth to wreak havoc!"

"Having killed three thousand people today, I bestow upon you a killing technique, allowing you to use your Ninth Floor of Qi Circulation cultivation to defeat Eleventh Floor cultivator."

The voice, as loud as a bell, echoed endlessly in Chen Lingxi's mind.

"Ninth Floor of Qi Circulation, then reversing it to the Eleventh Floor?"

Suddenly, a bright light shone in Chen Lingxi's eyes.

He developed a strong desire for those so-called killing techniques!

"The brief boost of power gained in the blink of an eye has increased my combat strength to this extent. If I could truly obtain that killing technique, what a magnificent sight it would be?"

Chen Lingxi a deep breath, ready to charge back.

But at that very moment...

Suddenly I remembered the Divine Chamber!

"I am entrusted with Divine Chamber; I do not need to completely trust this person to obtain fortuitous opportunity."

Chen Lingxi thought about the Divine Chamber, the greed in his mind seemed to lessen slightly.

He quickly Dragon Roar Technique, which exploded within his own Consciousness Sea, completely sweeping away the greed and fanaticism born from the surge in power.

Chen Lingxi woke up and looked down at the eerie Great Banner in her hand, which was still devouring Blood Qi. A deep sense of apprehension flashed in her eyes. "This thing is strange. I'm afraid that if it kills three thousand people, it will cause further trouble."

He made up his mind and was about to leave.

Just then, he suddenly heard a terrifying explosion coming from afar.

Chen Lingxi looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the white-haired, Purple-Robed Marquis had already made his move.

The two-zhang-long spear at the feet of the Purple-Robed Marquis had somehow been pulled out from the shattered cliff and was now in his hand.

The spear in his hand was like a light bamboo pole. He casually twirled the spear, and a torrent of Qi and Blood burst forth from the shaft!

With a burst of Qi and Blood, he struck down a Qi Circulation Eighth Floor- cultivating cultivator at the eighth level who was rushing towards them.

Without stopping, he used the momentum of the spear to leap into the air, like a roc spreading its wings, and crashed headlong into the direction where Lin Suri was!

Lin Suri raised his head to meet the spear aura that carried the power to destroy the world, but there was not a trace of fear in his eyes that were burning with golden flames.

Chen Lingxi shook his head slightly. "This Purple-Robed Marquis is extremely powerful. Fellow Daoist Lin's formation is not yet complete, and although his avatar is strong, I'm afraid he can't defeat him..."

Chen Lingxi squinted her eyes.

A thought raced through his mind.

"That white-haired, Purple-Robed Marquis is already extremely powerful... If he takes Lin Suri away, Lin Suri will likely become a corpse and dismemberment on that sandalwood table..."

When the projection from the Dao-Below Academy arrives, I will be unable to obtain much information..."

"The outsiders from the Dao-Below Academy are, to me, a glimmer of hope."

Immediately, Chen Lingxi was reminded of many things from the past.

"In any case, many of my past fortuitous opportunity were taken advantage of by Lin Suri... If I look closer, this person can be considered to have a connection with me, and..."

A gleam of excitement flashed in Chen Lingxi's eyes as her gaze returned to the eerie Great Banner in her hand, still absorbing the Blood Qi aura. "I also want to see just how powerful the temporary strength this middle-aged man granted me truly is."

"As long as I don't kill three thousand people... if I can obtain the Slaying-Force Cauldron as a result, that would be best."

Chen Lingxi immediately turned back, and his spiritual energy surged once more.

With the Longevity Bridge spanning the sky beneath his feet, he stepped onto the bridge and flew towards the battlefield where Lin Suri and the Purple-Robed Marquis were, like a streak of pale golden light.

At the very moment Chen Lingxi back, Yuan Yuan, dressed in black, suddenly frowned in the clouds above.

His face, shrouded in a black robe, showed no expression, except for a pair of dark, jade-like eyes that flickered slightly behind the mask.

He was ordered by Emperor Daye to stay here and oversee things, and originally thought that Chen Lingxi would retreat.

Unexpectedly, this person returned. "The sage let this person go, and only then did he dare to return. Does he want to die?"

A hint of doubt flashed in Yuan Yuan's eyes beneath his mask.

He turned his gaze back to the Zhuozhao River, pondered for a moment, but did not make a move.

"We still need to be wary of Xi Yu Bright Jade's hidden strength..."

now...

The Purple-Robed Marquis was engaged in a fierce battle with Lin Suri.

Lin Suri's combat power was incredibly strong due to the red robes. Six sword energies around his body surged like dragons, and each sword strike was accompanied by three-colored light. The sword energy was like three different colored ribbons intertwining and colliding in the Void.

But the handsome and alluring Purple-Robed Marquis seemed even more powerful.

He held a spear two zhang long, and his Qi and Blood roared like a storm, which was extremely terrifying.

His physical body is extremely powerful!

Each of his spear strikes possessed immense power; when the spear pierced the air, it was as if a mountain had descended from the sky.

Compared to Shi Hong and other Tenth Floor body cultivators, this Purple-Robed Marquis's physical body is far superior.

Lin Suri, empowered by the red-clad figure, was already invincible here...

But the Purple-Robed Marquis.

The Purple-Robed Marquis remained expressionless, wielding his spear with terrifying, booming Qi and Blood.

He swept his spear horizontally, and the dark golden spear energy, like a crescent moon slashing across the sky, cut Lin Suri in half.

The spear strike was so fast that Lin Suri only had time to raise his jade sword to block it. In that instant of blocking, the Purple-Robed Marquis's other fist was already in front of him.

In his haste, Lin Suri conjured a spiritual energy barrier with his left hand. The barrier was several feet thick and strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from an ordinary Twelfth Floor cultivator.

But when the Purple-Robed Marquis unleashed a punch, the barrier shattered into countless fragments.

Lin Suri let out a muffled groan, his body flying backward and crashing into an entire cliff behind him.

Right there, not far away, another extremely powerful surge of Qi and Blood was rapidly approaching.

That was a flag.

Beneath the banner, the Qi and Blood of a thousand Silver Bones warriors surged like a torrent, carrying a Nine Revolutions warrior who had been promoted to the Mystic Entry Realm towards his back.

The Nine Revolutions martial artist clenched his fists, his Qi and Blood on his fists condensed to the extreme, and launched a sneak attack from behind him while he was entangled in fighting the Purple-Robed Marquis.

The net has been woven!

With the Purple-Robed Marquis in front and his thousand-strong army behind, they attacked from both sides, completely blocking Lin Suri's retreat.

Lin Suri had been forced to retreat steadily by the Purple-Robed Marquis in Japan, and now, with an attack coming from both sides, he was in a precarious situation.

At this critical moment!

A dazzling sword Sword Qi lightning slashed down from the far distance.

The lightning sword energy was incredibly fast, striking almost the instant the ninth-level Xuanwu cultivator sensed the danger.

The sword energy was a pale gold color, with extremely fine arcs of lightning wrapped around it.

With a whoosh, the lightning Sword Qi cleaved the thousand-man army formation in two.

The Qi and Blood connecting the bodies of those Silver Bones warriors suddenly collapsed.

The ninth-level Xuanwu cultivator was caught in the residual force of the sword energy and was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a cliff hundreds of feet away. Blood gushed from his mouth; he had been seriously injured by this single sword strike.

The lightning Sword Qi, undiminished in its momentum, slashed into the mountain again, stirring up dust and smoke.

Sensing such a terrifying aura, everyone looked up in surprise.

But then Chen Lingxi and carrying a long sword.

The long sword's scabbard still hung at his waist, the pale golden lightning on the blade still crackling.

His black robes fluttered, and his eyes held a hint of Evil Qi.

The spiritual energy emanating from him was so thick it resembled a real waterfall; he stood tall and upright, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Three streams of Treasure Qi shone simultaneously around him, intertwining to form a magnificent tri-colored radiance that illuminated the Zhuozhao River as if it were daytime.

He licked his lips on the cloud and whispered, "Fellow Daoist Lin, I'm here to help you."

He added in his mind, "I've come here sincerely to help you."