The outline of Xihe Imperial Capital is already in sight.
It's just that it's completely different from the way Zhou Qi remembers it.
Ten years ago, this majestic city stretched for thousands of miles, with crystal-white formations falling like a sky curtain, covering the entire Imperial Capital.
Now, of that once glorious and boundless city, only a lonely main peak in the center still shines with a faint aura, while the rest of the city has been occupied by the dark Heaven-Escaping Pavilion military formation.
The large array of light curtains was crumbling, shrinking to only ten miles around the main peak, and was so thin that it was almost transparent.
Under the gray sky, countless black flags, Floating Battle Stage, giant beasts and armored sergeants surrounded the lonely peak like a colony of ants.
Shouts of death, explosions, and the collision of Primordial Qi light beams came and went, like a never-ending storm.
In addition to City-Protecting Grand Formation, dozens of Primordial Qi auras of varying strengths and weaknesses appeared one after another. The lowest was Origin-Evolving Divine Realm (Spirit Transformation), and there were several more Fusion-Origin Universe Realm (Integration Realm) auras guarding the surroundings.
Zhou Qi glanced at it without stopping.
He fell directly in the direction of the densest battle formation.
There was no announcement, no call for formation.
The body is still in the air, and the Blood-Red Curved Saber at the waist has been unsheathed.
"Ugh--!"
The moment the sword resounded throughout the world, a blue-gray sword light rolled across the sky like the Milky Way.
The light of the sword cuts across hundreds of miles from east to west.
The three Fusion-Origin Universe Realm Overhaul who were stationed at the rear of the military formation didn't even have time to turn around before they were run over by the sword, including their armor.
The body was separated from the waist, and as soon as half of the soul emerged, it was twisted into nothingness by the remaining sword energy.
Three Floating Battle Stage broke at the same time, fell straight from mid-air, and hit the military formation below.
"Who!!"
"Enemy attack!"
"It's an outsider monk! There are outsider monks coming to kill us!"
The Heaven-Escaping Pavilion military formation suddenly went into an uproar.
Zhou Qi ignored these voices.
He stood in the air, raised his right hand, and pressed it towards the densest military formations below.
Boom!
Boom boom boom!
Large pale golden palm prints fell from the sky, one after another, like the sky collapsing four or five pieces in succession.
Every time a palm print landed, nearly ten thousand people were crushed into powder together with the mountain peaks under their feet.
Mountain Collapse and Earth Shatter, the sky is filled with blood mist.
Those indestructible Floating Battle Stage built by Abyssal Rock were shattered into slag like dry mud shells under the palm of Zhou Qi.
The giant beast's screams were suppressed by the wind of the palm before they could reach far.
The phalanx of tens of thousands of people turned into several deep pits that sunk dozens of feet underground in a matter of seconds.
Throughout the battlefield, all Heaven-Escaping Pavilion monks stopped where they were, looking at the man in blue shirt in the sky.
Zhou Qi looked as usual and flew towards the direction of the formation.
"Extraterritorial monk!!!"
Furious shouts exploded from the depths of the battlefield.
A figure wearing a dark red robe soared into the sky, his whole body Primordial Qi rolling like a sea of blood, Extreme Origin Firmament Realm the fifth level of cultivation burst out without any reservation, making the air in the surrounding area buzz.
It was an old man with a skinny face, his long gray hair fluttering in the strong wind, his eyes red, staring at Zhou Qi:
"You are looking for death..."
Zhou Qi was too lazy to listen to what he had to say, so he just slashed it with his sword.
This is a very light knife.
The bloody sword light fell from the sky like a very thin red line.
The old man's pupils shrank suddenly, and the alarm in his heart exploded to the extreme.
He subconsciously wanted to retreat.
But the moment the sword light fell, he realized that all sides of him were blocked.
Up, down, left, right, front and back, in all directions, that red line seemed to have been hanging there since the beginning of the world, waiting for him to hit it.
Can't hide, can't stop!
He opened his mouth to shout, but before his vocal cords could vibrate, the light of the knife had already cut into his eyebrows.
"Tsk--"
A soft sound.
Extreme Origin Firmament Realm's fifth-layer (Mahayana Realm) physical body, together with his protective body Primordial Qi, were separated like a piece of tissue paper.
The soul was still struggling in fear, but was cut into pieces by the sword energy that followed.
A Extreme Origin Firmament Realm great monk on the fifth floor died like this.
Not even a hair on Zhou Qi was touched.
Everyone on the battlefield was stunned.
There was silence in the field, and even breathing was afraid of disturbing the person in the sky.
Zhou Qi took Curved Saber back to his waist and glanced indifferently at the defeated soldiers below.
Then he floated and flew towards the remaining large array of light curtains.
In front of the battle array.
Zhou Qi stood still and shouted loudly, "Profound Spirit Realm, Zhou Qi!"
His voice was like a bell, powerfully penetrating the gray sky and earth, and crashed straight into the crumbling City-Protecting Grand Formation:
"Invite Huang Jiyuan senior to meet you!!!"
The sound waves were rolling, causing the large array of light curtains to ripple.
Inside the formation, in the secret realm of the main peak.
A rickety figure sitting cross-legged under an old tree suddenly opened his eyes.
Huang Jiyuan's face was ashen and defeated, and his breath was so weak that he could hardly feel it, like a lamp that was about to burn out.
But at the moment when the sound reached his ears through the array of light, his whole figure seemed to be pulled back from the abyss by something.
A little bit of light lit up in those cloudy eyes.
"Zhou Qi..."
"He's back!"
He murmured twice, his dry lips trembled, and a trace of long-lost rosiness appeared on his face.
"Okay, okay!"
Huang Jiyuan stood up tremblingly and laughed twice.
"I knew... you would definitely come back!"
He raised his feet and took a step forward, his figure swayed, and then turned into a blurry shadow and swept away from the formation.
The next moment, he appeared within the large light curtain, looking towards the blue-shirted figure on the horizon through the thin layer of light.
Then he lowered his head and glanced outside the formation.
Deep pits are everywhere, blood and mud are everywhere, and even the remaining Daoist charm of the Extreme Origin Firmament Realm is gone.
Huang Jiyuan's pupils shrank slightly and the corners of his mouth trembled.
"This kid..."
Then he raised his hand and formed a Law Seals.
The large light curtain slowly opened a gap that was only accessible to one person.
Huang Jiyuan stood in front of the gap and waved to Zhou Qi.
"Come in."
The large array of light curtains opened a gap, and Zhou Qi stepped in.
Behind him, the crack quickly closed, blocking out the gray skylight.
Zhou Qi followed Huang Jiyuan, and his figure swayed and appeared in that place Spirit Gathering Formation.
Last time, when he first entered this secret realm, the Spiritual Qi here was vast, the spiritual fields were green, and the ancient trees were towering.
But now, Spiritual Qi is so thin that it is almost imperceptible, and there is only a vague layer of warmth in the air.
He raised his eyes and looked at Huang Jiyuan in front of him.
Ten years have passed and he has aged so much that he seems like a different person.
Zhou Qi can clearly feel that Huang Jiyuan's body is probably running out of gas.
It's not longevity. Although he is approaching the end of his life, he still has about a hundred years of longevity. At this time, his condition is more like being injured and unable to recover.
"Senior's body..." Zhou Qi asked with a frown.
Huang Jiyuan looked at him, chuckled, and then waved his hand. "No problem."
"Since you left last time, Mage of the Heaven-Escaping Pavilion began to lead the army to attack. Over the past ten years, Huang Jiye and I have fought hundreds of times, and my body has been worn down bit by bit."
"Come, follow me."
He turned around and walked backwards, as slowly as if he might be knocked down by a gust of wind at any moment.
The two people walked one behind the other, through the withered spiritual fields, through the dry spiritual streams, and finally came to the foot of the old tree.
The old tree was completely dead, and its branches were like dead bones stretching toward the sky.
"Sit."
Huang Jiyuan sat down first, moving slowly, as if he was bending down inch by inch.
Zhou Qi sat down opposite him.
The two faced each other and were silent for a long time.
It was Huang Jiyuan who spoke first.
"Ten years."
He looked at Zhou Qi, with a layer of light floating in his cloudy eyes.
"I thought you would be a little later."
"If nothing else happened, I should have come four years ago." Zhou Qi said with a faint smile.
Huang Jiyuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that Zhou Qi was just showing off and didn't answer this sentence.
He raised a skinny hand and slowly took out a yellowed leather book from his arms.
There are no words on the cover, and the whole body is covered with fine silver-white lines, which are faintly visible under the aura, like veins of life.
"Extreme Origin Firmament Realm Great Vehicle Technique."
Huang Jiyuan placed the leather album between the two of them and slowly pushed it in front of Zhou Qi.
"This is the foundation of Imperial Capital's direct inheritance. We agreed back then to exchange your Great Vehicle Technique."