In front of Daoist Temple.
On the Cyan Stone board, Immortal King Tianlan collapsed on the ground, like a snake with its backbone removed.
The Nine-Dragon Imperial Robe on his body that once symbolized Three Hundred Domains Supreme Authority was now covered with dust and dried golden blood, looking extremely ironic.
He wanted to look up.
He wanted to see clearly the appearance of the being behind the door.
But he can't do it.
An invisible will, like a Tai Ancient God mountain, pressed firmly on his Divine Soul. It was not a deliberate pressure, but more like the dragon's power unintentionally exuded by a real dragon passing by, which was enough to make the ants crawl on the ground and unable to move.
fear.
A fear that was purer and more derived from the instinct of life than when he faced Nezha, Eternal Demon Venerable, gripped his heart tightly.
He finally understood that he was not even qualified to be looked at by that person.
In the courtyard, under the old locust tree.
Gu Changqing was still lying on the rocking chair, his eyes never moving from the book in his hand.
There is no difference between the Immortal King and the Buddhist School that stirred up the storm not long ago, and the speck of dust in the corner of the Courtyard.
He just felt that it was a little noisy.
Qingjing who disturbed his reading.
"Noisy."
A calm word escaped from his lips.
The sound was not loud, and did not even contain any Magic Power fluctuations, but it was like a Nine Heavens divine thunder, exploding directly in the deepest part of Immortal King Tianlan's Divine Soul!
Immortal King trembled suddenly, and wisps of golden Origin Qi flowed out uncontrollably from the seven orifices.
His Divine Soul, under this word, showed signs of cracking!
"Master."
Yang Jian stepped forward, faced the direction of Daoist Temple, and bowed respectfully.
"This animal carries the Firmament Royal Clan Immortal Vein, which may add some depth to my Primordial World Humanity."
His calm voice pointed out the last and only value of Immortal King Tianlan.
The Firmament Royal Clan Immortal Vein!
These five words made the already dilated pupils of Immortal King Tianlan on the ground suddenly shrink!
Those are his roots!
It is the biggest support for him to reach the Immortal King realm and overlook all living beings! It is the most noble proof among their clan and bloodline Inheritance!
He can die and be humiliated, but his immortal veins... can never be taken away!
"No... you can't..."
He exhausted all his strength and squeezed out a hoarse voice, like a broken bellows, from his throat.
He wants to struggle and resist, even if he self-destructs Immortal Body, he must never let his foundation fall into the hands of these creatures from the lower world!
However.
In the courtyard, the figure in green clothes finally made a move.
He didn't even get up.
He just slowly closed the book in his hand, and then casually raised his right hand toward the door.
Separated by a wooden door is a void.
He flicked it in the direction of Immortal King Tianlan.
It's like brushing off a speck of dust on your sleeve.
This movement is gentle and freehand, without the slightest hint of fireworks.
But just this action made the entire Space-Time in front of the Daoist Temple door freeze instantly!
The wind has stopped.
The light has stopped.
Even the dancing flames of Wind-Fire Wheels under Nezha's feet turned into static amber at this moment.
Immortal King Tianlan, I feel like I am being grasped completely by an invisible big hand from the inside out!
The Immortal King Law in his body whined and disintegrated instantly!
Deep in his Divine Soul, the royal celestial vein that was closely connected to his life, flowing with the golden divine light and entwining countless ancient Runes, was forcibly... captured by an irresistible force!
"Ah--!!!"
A scream that was not like a human voice finally broke through the shackles of the throat!
Immortal King Tianlan's body arched violently, like a fish thrown ashore, twitching and bouncing crazily on the Cyan Stone board.
Under his skin, golden divine chains emerged visibly to the naked eye!
Those divine chains are the embodiment of the combination of his immortal veins and Physical Body and Divine Soul.
At this moment, these divine chains are being forcibly torn out of his flesh and soul inch by inch by a force that is so arrogant and irrational!
Click!
Click!
The crisp cracking sound resounded continuously in his body!
Every time one of them breaks, his breath will permanently weaken, and the look in his eyes will completely dim.
His black hair turned yellow and pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His originally handsome and majestic face quickly lost moisture and showed deep wrinkles, as if it had experienced millions of years of weathering.
Life is passing.
The foundation is crumbling.
He watched helplessly as the golden, dazzling immortal vein, which carried all his glory and power, was completely withdrawn from his body and suspended in mid-air.
What a magnificent fairy vein that is!
Like a mini divine dragon made of pure gold and Law, it exudes a noble aura that makes all the Dao surrender to it.
But now, it belongs to someone else.
Gu Changqing still didn't look at Immortal King Tianlan.
His eyes fell on the suspended immortal vein, as if he was inspecting a decent work of art.
He flicked his finger.
A wisp of Chaos-colored airflow fell on the immortal veins.
Buzz--!
The entire immortal vein trembled violently in an instant, making a deafening dragon roar!
It began to collapse inwards, compressing to the extreme!
All the Law, all the divine energy, all the bloodline Origin, under the guidance of that wisp of Primordial Chaos Currents, are gathering crazily towards a singularity!
The light is brilliant to the extreme!
It was as if a real royal Stars was born in front of everyone, and then Destruction appeared in an instant!
When all the light dissipates.
A bead the size of a dragon's eye, round in body and emitting glazed golden light, was quietly suspended in mid-air.
Royal Blood Pearl!
Within the orb, it seems to be a world of its own, with countless golden dragons swimming and roaring in it, and hundreds of millions of creatures worshiping and praying in it.
An extremely pure aura of the royal way Origin emanates from it.
Its value is even a hundred times higher than Immortal King Tianlan itself!
"Take it."
Gu Changqing's calm voice sounded.
Royal Blood Pearl turned into a stream of light and automatically flew in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian took it with both hands, looking solemn.
He knows that if this orb can refine the genius among Primordial World Humanity, it will be enough to create a top powerhouse in the shortest possible time who is not inferior to the Firmament royal family!
This is Master, another big opportunity given to Primordial World!
And on the ground.
Immortal King Tianlan, has stopped twitching.
He was like a puddle of mud, lying there motionless.
His immortal veins were taken away, and his whole body Immortal King Cultivation was completely useless.
Now he is not even as good as an ordinary mortal.
His cloudy eyeballs turned with great effort, and finally landed on the orb in Yang Jian's hand, which was condensed from his own Origin.
That place was everything to him.
Now, it has become someone else's... trophy.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
In the end, he only made an inaudible, self-deprecating sound...
Then, he tilted his head and completely lost consciousness.
From the beginning to the end, the figure behind the Daoist Temple door never glanced at him.
Ignore.
This is the ultimate... judgment.