Two Fellow Daoists Are Fated with My West

Baleful qi restrained the primordial spirit, and Innate baleful qi was a hundred, even ten thousand times more powerful than ordinary baleful qi. Even though Zhunti was now in the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, he did not dare to underestimate it.

His withered hand paused slightly. The golden hand that had been reaching directly for the Dragon-Binding Rope instantly shifted its power, and a layer of gentle yet incomparably sturdy glazed Buddhist light welled up in his palm.

Radiant golden brilliance flowed around his body, forming a Buddhist domain barrier. Pure and majestic Buddhist intent surged outward, clashing in absolute opposition against the violent, sinister Innate baleful qi.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle—!

The baleful shadows filling the sky crashed against the Buddhist light barrier, and piercing corrosion sounds echoed through the void for ten thousand miles.

Black and crimson baleful qi frantically gnawed at the golden Buddhist light. The originally clear and immaculate light was instantly stained blotchy and black, ripples violently churning across its surface, displaying the terrifying might of Innate baleful qi.

"Beast, stop this at once."

Zhunti's gaze was indifferent, and his gaunt face showed not the slightest ripple. Only a trace of impatience flickered in his eyes.

He had never intended to entangle himself with the Innate Yin-Yang Baleful Qi Flood Dragon. All he wanted was to take the Innate spirit treasure, the Dragon-Binding Rope, yet this beast had repeatedly obstructed him without knowing its place.

"Die—"

Perhaps provoked by the Buddhist light, the Innate Yin-Yang Baleful Qi Flood Dragon's eyes turned scarlet. The calamity baleful qi between heaven and earth seemed drawn to it, rushing madly toward it.

An incomparably shrill roar, as though it would tear apart heaven and earth, erupted from the flood dragon's mouth.

Its enormous body convulsed violently, while black and crimson baleful qi rolled furiously around it like boiling magma, forming a massive vortex in the void.

Then, a horrifying scene unfolded.

The flesh atop its originally savage, massive head wriggled and proliferated strangely.

Amid the grating screech of bones grinding together, an identical head burst from the side of its neck!

The newborn head's two scarlet vertical pupils fixed relentlessly on Daoist Zhunti. Thick black blood and drool hung from the corners of its mouth, and it radiated a destructive aura a hundred times more violent than before.

Two heads emerged, Yin and Yang reversed!

With the birth of the second head, the Innate Yin-Yang Baleful Qi Flood Dragon's aura began to surge wildly at a horrifying speed.

The bottleneck of the early Great Luo Golden Immortal realm was violently shattered. Its cultivation actually broke through its shackles at that moment and forcefully entered the middle Great Luo Golden Immortal realm!

"Damn it, it actually has another trick."

Zhunti's expression darkened. With a wave of his right hand, the supreme-grade Innate spirit treasure, the Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree, appeared in his grasp.

The moment the Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree appeared, countless rays of rosy light and a thousand streams of auspicious radiance burst forth.

Seven different treasures hung from its crystalline branches—gold, silver, lapis lazuli, crystal, giant clam, red pearl, and agate. Each emanated an Innate spiritual radiance that made one's heart tremble.

This treasure had been refined by Zhunti from an item accompanying his true body. Linked to his mind and spirit, it was a supreme-grade Innate spirit treasure he had completely refined.

"Roar—!"

Sensing that vast Innate spiritual pressure, the six scarlet vertical pupils of the two-headed flood dragon contracted at once, only to be replaced by even greater killing intent.

"I did not wish to kill you, but you insisted on courting death."

Holding the Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree, Zhunti gave the void a light sweep. In an instant, a terrifying suction force beyond description erupted.

Having just broken through to the middle Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, the Innate Yin-Yang Baleful Qi Flood Dragon was about to throw back its heads and roar, venting the surging power within it, when it suddenly sensed a deadly crisis from the depths of its soul.

To its horror, it discovered that the incomparably violent Innate Yin-Yang Baleful Qi it had taken such pride in had completely slipped out of its control beneath that sweep!

"Roar?!"

The two-headed flood dragon let out an incredulous howl and desperately tried to mobilize its mana to resist, but the seven-colored divine light was tyrannical beyond reason.

With a muffled buzz, the black and crimson baleful qi filling the sky was forcibly stripped and drawn from its body by the Seven-Treasure Wondrous Tree like rivers returning to the sea. It became a thick black-and-crimson pillar of light and was swept directly into the trunk.

Not only that, even the vortex of heavenly calamity baleful qi that had just formed above its head was thoroughly shattered by that sweep and vanished into nothing.

"How can this be... my origin..."

The two-headed flood dragon, which had been imposing and whose cultivation had surged only a moment ago, now resembled a loach that had been drained of all strength in an instant. Its enormous body fell weakly from the air.

The scarlet savagery in its eyes rapidly faded, replaced by utter terror and confusion.

Zhunti's strike had directly knocked its cultivation back to the early Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Even its early Great Luo Golden Immortal cultivation had become somewhat unstable.

Just as Zhunti fought the Innate Yin-Yang Baleful Qi Flood Dragon, the Dragon-Binding Rope seemed to heed a summons, transforming into a streak of light as it chased after Yun Xiao and Qiong Xiao.

Another escaping streak followed closely behind the Dragon-Binding Rope. It was the old man at the perfected Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.

Before long, Yun Xiao and Qiong Xiao had already fled a million miles away.

"Elder Sister, we have already escaped. Stop burning your essence blood. Continuing to burn it will damage your origin and cause irreversible harm," Qiong Xiao urged.

At her words, Yun Xiao's figure faltered slightly.

At that moment, her blood and qi churned and burned throughout her body, while a faint blood-colored mist continually evaporated from her skin. This was the aftereffect of continuously burning her origin essence blood to flee.

Just as she was about to speak, a streak of light suddenly appeared and shot straight toward Qiong Xiao.

"Second Sister, watch out!"

Qiong Xiao's pupils shrank sharply. Her hand instinctively formed a seal, but the streak of light was not an attack. Instead, it wrapped directly around her right arm.

"Elder Sister... th-this is the Dragon-Binding Rope?"

Yun Xiao was equally stunned. Looking down at the spirit treasure on her arm, which emitted a warm golden glow, her face was filled with disbelief.

When she had thrown out the Dragon-Binding Rope earlier, her heart had ached. She had never expected it to return.

Before the two sisters could recover from their shock, the old man at the perfected Taiyi Golden Immortal realm had already caught up.

"Hand over the Innate spirit treasure, and I will spare your lives."

As he spoke, the old man waved the whisk in his hand. Thousands upon thousands of white threads descended upon the sisters like a heavenly net.

Yun Xiao's expression changed drastically. Even at her peak, she could not possibly have been a match for someone at the perfected Taiyi Golden Immortal realm. Now that she had severely depleted her essence blood and retained less than one-tenth of her mana, she had no power to withstand a full-force strike from a perfected Taiyi Golden Immortal.

"Elder Sister!"

Qiong Xiao gritted her teeth and was about to activate the Dragon-Binding Rope in a desperate fight when the rope around her arm suddenly shone brilliantly with golden light.

"Buzz—!"

A golden curtain of light unfolded out of thin air, blocking all the countless threads.

"Truly a fine treasure. What a pity its owner's cultivation is too weak." The greed in the old man's eyes was undisguised.

"Indeed, it is a fine treasure."

Zhunti stepped out of the void. His gaze swept over the Dragon-Binding Rope before falling upon Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao, and his eyes lit up once more.

"They have good foundations and bear great fortune."

"Two Fellow Daoists are fated with my West."