Heavenly Phenomenon Earthly Form

Lan Tinglie was shocked and furious. His Bronze Bell was Divine Platform Treasure altar, refined for hundreds of years. In previous battles, even if he could not defeat the enemy, it had never been suppressed and fallen into enemy hands in the blink of an eye like today.

However, he didn't have time to think much about it. The rope that suddenly flew to his side was clearly a rare treasure. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding space began to solidify, and his own Law Power became sluggish.

His divine Divine Soul descended from the Divine Platform and merged with his body.

In an instant, Demonic Flame surged to the heavens, and its body suddenly grew to a height of several dozen feet, its hands, wreathed in Demonic Flame, reaching out to grab the Hun Tian Rope.

This is in accordance with the Heavenly Phenomenon Earthly Form, where the spirit merges with the body, thus possessing infinite power.

However, Lan Tinglie underestimated the Hun Tian Rope. This was a treasure of the Floating World Realm, crafted by the Celestial Person Cultivator of the Lingxu Sect. Once activated by the Dao Fire Realm cultivator, it could rival the Divine Platform.

Although Gu Yuanqing had only been refining it for a short time and could not unleash its true power, he had borrowed the power of North Spring Mountain, so he could not be regarded as an ordinary Dao Fire Realm.

The combined effect of the two is far more powerful than simply one plus one equals two.

No matter how strong he was, capable of uprooting mountains, he couldn't break the Hun Tian Rope.

He struggled amidst his roars, the Demonic Flame materializing, but for every inch the Hun Tian Rope expanded, it contracted by three inches, and slowly Lan Tinglie's Dharma Form body shrank.

Moreover, Gu Yuanqing did not wait there. He separated a portion of his power from North Spring Mountain and transformed it into a giant palm that pressed down, with the Green Mountain Phantom Empowerment it.

Lan Tinglie felt his true Primordial Spirit become sluggish, Dao Heart pounded, constantly issuing warnings.

Without further hesitation, he chanted True Word and activated the Secret Method. In an instant, his figure changed again, with the shadow of a giant elephant appearing and disappearing. His strength increased by three-tenths, and he managed to hold up the Hun Tian Rope.

Then, the Demonic Flame on his body transformed into a Demonic Dragon, which roared and hurtled towards the Palm Seal above his head.

But the next second, the Demonic Dragon vanished, while Gu Yuanqing's Palm Seal only dissipated by a third and still landed steadily.

Bang!

Lan Tinglie in the air transformed into a meteor and fell to the ground, causing the ground to tremble and dust to rise in a mushroom cloud shape.

However, Lan Tinglie did not die, nor was he seriously injured. His body remained firmly standing, and the strength of his Physical Body was astonishing.

However, this attack momentarily shattered his vital Vital Energy and Divine Soul. Taking advantage of this, the Hun Tian Rope shrank, compressing Lan Tinglie's body to the size of a normal person. He was just one step away from capturing him.

Gu Yuanqing raised an eyebrow; he hadn't used enough force just now!

He still had some questions to ask, hoping to learn about the state of this realm from this person, so he was afraid of killing him with a single palm strike. It seems he underestimated the Divine Platform Realm.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and struck down with his Palm Seal again.

This palm strike was three times more powerful than the one before.

Lan Tinglie's expression changed upon seeing this; he feared that this palm strike would only result in death.

At that moment, he shouted, "Wait! I have something to say."

Gu Yuanqing ignored him indifferently, thinking that he would only speak after beating him half to death and taking him down.

Lan Tinglie couldn't see Gu Yuanqing, but he saw the Palm Seal continue to fall. He shouted again, "You are also Human Race. If you want to kill me, you must do me a favor!"

Gu Yuanqing's Palm Seal solidified half an inch above Lan Tinglie's head, yet the Suppression Intent had already penetrated. As Lan Tinglie's True Essence stagnated, the Hun Tian Rope had already tightened, completely suppressing and binding Lan Tinglie, rendering him unable to move.

Gu Yuanqing changed his palm technique, grabbed it in his hand, and brought it back to Within North Spring Mountain.

With a thought, Lan Tinglie's True Essence was forced back into his Dao Embryo, and his Divine Sense was imprisoned on his Divine Platform. He immediately lost all sensations except for his Physical Body.

"What were you trying to say?" Gu Yuanqing asked calmly.

Lan Tinglie gasped for breath. There was great Divine Platform Cultivator between Life and Death. Even though he had experienced hundreds of battles, he could not take Life and Death in stride.

But in no time, he seemed to have calmed his Dao Heart, as if he knew he couldn't escape death, and regained his composure. "Since you Outmatched, it is only right for you to kill me, and I, Lan Tinglie, have nothing to say. But if you are of Human Race blood, you must promise me one thing."

Gu Yuanqing laughed, "I've never heard of having to agree to the enemy's conditions to kill them. However, since you mentioned Human Race bloodlines, I might as well listen."

Lan Tinglie said in a deep voice, "There are 368,000 people of my Human Race within Three Thousand Li of my cave. Without the protection of the Divine Platform Cultivator, they will all become food for demons within a hundred days. After you kill me, you will have to take on the responsibility of protecting them."

Gu Yuanqing was taken aback by these words, which were unexpected. General Lan Tinglie looked him up and down, recalling how the Demonic Qi was overwhelming and the man was about to kill someone after only a few words. He couldn't believe that this was the same person.

Seeing Gu Yuanqing's questioning gaze, Lan Tinglie felt insulted and angrily said, "Although I, Lan Tinglie, do not consider myself a good person and have countless innocent souls on my hands, as Divine Platform Cultivator, I should carry on the will of our Human Race ancestors and shoulder my due responsibilities. If you still cherish your Human Race bloodline, you should agree to this matter. Otherwise, not only will you gain nothing, but even if my soul is scattered, I will curse you to be beset by three calamities and nine misfortunes, to suffer eternal damnation, and never be reincarnated!"

Gu Yuanqing's smile slowly faded, "You said you have 368,000 people under your rule?"

"That's right. As long as you agree to this, I'll do whatever you want with me! Your mountain is too small and unworthy of Divine Platform Cultivator. If you swear by your Divine Soul, I will give you my cave 'Formation Token. At that time, all the treasures and Demonic Spirit Stone in the cave will be yours."

In the North Spring Mountain, Gu Yuanqing could clearly sense Lan Tinglie's emotions and see that what he said was true. He frowned slightly and slowly said, "I will not accept the responsibility of providing protection."

Lan Tinglie couldn't help but burst into a tirade. "You're unworthy of Human Race Cultivator! Even beasts know what's good for you..."

"But I can let you go back!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Tinglie was stunned. After a long while, he asked with some disbelief, "You're not going to kill me?"

"What, you're so eager to die?"

"Of course not, but since we've already become enemies, if you release me, wouldn't that be like letting a tiger return to the mountains, leaving behind future troubles?"

Gu Yuanqing chuckled, "Are you advising me to nip this in the bud to prevent future troubles?"

"No, of course not, who would want to die?" Lan Tinglie said awkwardly.

"But..."

Lan Tinglie's expression changed slightly. "If you want to plant Soul Seal in my Divine Soul and make me your slave, then you are mistaken. If I, Lan Tinglie, were willing to be enslaved, I would not stay by this Hundred Thousand Great Mountains."

Gu Yuanqing said calmly, "You're overthinking it. What use are you to me? I'm just saying that before I let you leave, you need to inform me of the situation in this Boundary Domain."

"You're not from the Dragon Demon Region? That's true. With your cultivation level, you're certainly not an unknown figure, but I've never heard of the technique you're using."

Where I come from is none of your business. If you want to leave, do as I say.

Lan Tinglie immediately asked, "What do you want to know?"

"What are the power distributions in this region? Who are the experts? What are their cultivation levels? What are the taboos?"

"I have a map of regional power distribution in my Cosmic Bag. As for experts..."

Gu Yuanqing raised his hand and summoned the Storage Bag hanging on Lanting Lie's body. He opened it using his Object Control Method and took out a piece of Beast Skin.

"But this thing?"

Lan Tinglie's pupils contracted upon seeing this. He was still alive, and his Soul Imprint was on the Storage Bag, yet Gu Yuanqing had opened it so easily right before his eyes. To do that, unless it was... a Grand Cultivator of the Heavenly Human Realm?