The Prince Qinghe nodded blankly with a cold expression, without saying a word.
The Nine-Headed Jiao King smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth, and said heartily, "A true man forgives all wrongs with a smile. Next time you visit the North Sea, I'll treat you to a drink!"
Having said that, without waiting for Prince Qinghe's reaction, he walked straight back. Daoist Xuanshui also remained silent, allowing his grandson to preside over the banquet...
The birthday banquet began, and everyone took turns toasting Daoist Xuanshui, creating a lively scene.
After all, this is the birthday of an unparalleled ancient demon. If this giant of the North Sea could catch his eye, it would be extremely beneficial to both himself and the forces behind him.
" Qingwu wishes King Xuan a long life and a speedy ascent to the Saint Realm!" Yi Qingwu walked gracefully, like a gentle breeze, carrying a faint fragrance, and Daoist Xuanshui.
Upon seeing this Guanghan Fairy, the previously listless Black Dragon of Xuanshui became somewhat invigorated and exchanged a few words with Yi Qingwu with a kind and gentle expression.
As the overlord of the Northern Sea, this Daoist Xuanshui was quite the ladies' man in his youth, having entangled with many goddesses. Now in his old age, he still has hundreds of concubines and specializes in the practice of replenishing yang through yin-yang cultivation.
Seeing the old, disrespectful Black Dragon's eyes flicker, Yi Qingwu remained calm, emanating a faint aura of sainthood that made the former's heart skip a beat, causing him to regain his composure...
After several distinguished guests offered their toasts, the banquet proceeded as normal.
On the jade table, delicacies from land and sea, fine wines and spirits were all available. The Taiyin Divine Son, the Nine-Headed Jiao King, and others poured and drank for themselves, thoroughly enjoying themselves. They treated this banquet as a reunion of old friends and were having a great time.
Subsequently, the Daoist Xuanshui ordered the little demon to present the guests with the unique treasure of this ancient cave— the Mystic Dragon Fruit. Everyone was attracted by this divine fruit.
The fruit is shaped like a Black Dragon, but only the size of a pigeon egg. It has a faint dark sheen, is crystal clear, and has an intensely fragrant aroma that makes one's mouth water.
This is a specialty of this ancient cave dwelling, produced by the Black Dragon Vine rooted in the seabed. It is of great benefit to cultivation, but it is extremely rare, producing only a few fruits a year. Therefore, even distinguished guests receive only one per person.
Afterwards, people were immersed in the joy of the birthday banquet. While enjoying the Mystic Dragon Fruit, the fairies from the Guanghan Palace performed a dance that was absolutely stunning and a feast for the eyes.
This is Yi Qingwu's junior sister, second only to her in status. She is beautiful enough to eclipse the moon and shame the flowers, and her graceful dance moves like the wind, making her seem like Mystic Maiden descended from heaven.
After the dance ended, the Guanghan Fairy sang another song, which was so moving that it brought with it wisps of light and rain, making people feel as if they were in a dream, unwilling to wake up.
Many cultivators looked towards Yi Qingwu, hoping to witness the unparalleled dance of this most beautiful woman in Ziwei. However, the Moon Palace fairy was shrouded in the hazy moonlight, and her face could not be seen, leaving people with only regret.
With her skirt swaying and her black hair flowing, the disciple of the Guanghan Palace sang and danced lightly before Daoist Xuanshui and then slowly retreating.
A misty spray rose towards the cloud platform, and a slightly salty sea breeze swept by, refreshing the mind and spirit, making everyone thoroughly enjoy this feast.
Sensing the Power of Thought within the mist, Daoist Xuanshui's eyes gleamed, and then his lips moved slightly as he unleashed a dragon's roar.
"I wonder which fellow Daoist has arrived? I hope you will come out and greet me!"
The rumbling sounds continued, and the Daoist chants transformed into heavenly thunder, spreading throughout Ancient Dragon Island. This caused many Great Power Immortal Platform Second Heaven Realm to feel apprehensive, and they became even more wary of this Lao Hei who was about to pass away.
Prince Qinghe's heart skipped a beat, but he tried his best to remain calm, not wanting to reveal any flaws.
The lingering mist, carrying a faint glow, carried a cold yet melodious voice.
"I didn't expect the other people to be here too. Looks like we don't need to look any further..."
This telepathic message contained the oppressive power of the Third Heaven of the Immortal Platform, directly unleashing a thunderous roar in the minds of the cultivators. Most of them were terrified, feeling that a great calamity was about to befall them.
The Ninth Golden Crow Prince shuddered, his expression darkening slightly as a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"Could it be that the King Zidu has come to attack? Impossible, this divine voice clearly belongs to a woman, it couldn't possibly be one of the two King of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty..."
The Nine-Headed Jiao King, the Taiyin Divine Son, and others also mustered their strength, trying to shatter the Primordial Spirit Heavenly Thunder. However, apart from the Taiyin Divine Son and Yi Qingwu, the other cultivators appeared powerless under this Severing the Dao might and instantly succumbed to despair.
At this Dragon Island banquet, most of the guests were Demon Clan. Now, with the might of the Heavenly Severing the Dao, some demon cultivators below the Immortal Platform Second Heaven have revealed their true forms.
In an instant, crabs, turtles, lobsters, shellfish, and water snakes lay scattered throughout the jade palace. These sea monsters were terrified, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, huddled together in a sorry state.
Seeing that even his maids had revealed their true forms under the divine might of the Severing the Dao Technique, Daoist Xuanshui showed displeasure and coldly snorted, "Truly rude."
He waved his sleeve, and a surge of profound water energy burst forth, instantly sweeping away the lingering effects of heavenly might within the hall. Then, he rose to his feet, took a step, and in a flash, appeared outside Dragon Island.
Some cultivators from the Immortal Platform Secret Realm also quickly set up their Divine Rainbow and followed behind the King Xuanlong.
"Uncle, we'll act according to the situation later!" After exchanging a telepathic message with the old man, Prince Qinghe also boarded the divine cloud and flew away.
Yi Qingwu's beautiful eyes flickered, her brows furrowed slightly, showing some surprise and uncertainty.
She possessed ancient divine arts, enabling her to transmit and intercept secrets. She heard the divine thought transmission of the Prince Qinghe, but the two ancient ancestors of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty were not women...
"Is it someone from outer space, or...?"
Thinking of this possibility, Yi Qingwu felt a pang of sadness. She took out a piece of white jade slip, and just as she was about to crush it, she hesitated.
The King of the Guanghan Palace is nearing the end of his lifespan and is in extremely poor condition. He previously emerged to fight for Undying...
"Perhaps this unfamiliar King did not come for me; the Guanghan Palace and the Ziwei Divine Dynasty have never had any enmity."
With this possibility in mind, Yi Qingwu retrieved the moon-white jade slip, then led her junior sister and maidservants through the air with extremely elegant steps, intending to observe the unseen Third Heaven of the Immortal Platform.
"Bang!"
Under the blazing sun, the vast Northern Sea surged with towering waves, hundreds of feet high, Shrouding the Heavens the sky and creating a terrifying sight.
Within the Chaos mist, a blurry figure appeared and disappeared, its features indistinct. However, its aura was impossible to conceal; it was undoubtedly Severing the Dao from the Dharma Ending Age!
Daoist Xuanshui used his divine eyes to shoot out two beams of divine light, trying to see through the Chaos, but a beam of blazing golden light shot out, almost blinding him.
Forced back by the divine might of the Saint Weapon, he groaned and staggered back nine steps before regaining his footing, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
The King Xuanlong said coldly, "May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist?"
At this moment, Yi Qingwu, who was watching the battle, also received a telepathic message from Daoist Xuanshui, hoping to borrow Saint Weapon to fight against the enemy.
Her beautiful eyes darted around, recalling some of the rumors surrounding this Ancient Dragon Island. After a moment's hesitation, she still chose to refuse, replying, " King Xuanlong, I possess no Inherited Saint Weapon, only a teleportation jade slip imbued with holy energy."
Upon hearing this answer, Daoist Xuanshui remained silent. His anger at being disrupted had largely dissipated, and he returned to his frail and aged appearance, his aura suddenly weakening.
Since we can't borrow the Saint Weapon, we can only try to minimize the problem and resolve it peacefully.
Through the hazy mist, the woman in green, her face as cold as ice, said in a calm voice, "I'm taking a few people with me!"
"I wonder who has offended you, fellow Daoist?" Daoist Xuanshui asked without making a sound.
Seeing that the other party was trying to evade her, Azure Luan's expression turned cold, and she unleashed a powerful attack with wisps of divine power flowing through her body.
The light of Yin and Yang shone brightly, and countless chains of Order Divine Chains burst forth from the sky, condensing into a verdant divine feather. One of them shot towards the Nine-Headed Jiao King, another flew towards the Guanghan Palace, and the last transformed into a rain of swords that enveloped the entire Ancient Dragon Island.
No one could react to this sudden change; the cultivators were thrown into chaos and filled with fear.
Yi Qingwu looked astonished, while the Nine-Headed Jiao King and the Taiyin Divine Son rushed towards Daoist Xuanshui, hoping to gain the protection of this giant of the North Sea.
"How dare you!"
Daoist Xuanshui shouted, then formed a sword with his fingers, divine power surging from his fingertips, and summoned a piece of black jade divine seal.
The ancient seal floated and shimmered, radiating a crystal-clear and dazzling light. Inlaid on it was a black gold bead with a Black Dragon coiled within it. This was the natal dragon bead of the Daoist Xuanshui.
"Clank..."
The sound of swords clashing was like a tsunami, rising and falling towards Dragon Island.
The ink seal lay horizontally, pressing down, and a Black Dragon roared out, its body covered with various patterns, densely packed and interwoven, shimmering with dark light, looking very sinister.
The Black Dragon roared and flicked its tail, obliterating most of the rain of swords. In an instant, it was as if a meteor shower was falling from the sky, with countless points of light falling into the Northern Sea and creating a tremendous roar.
Some stray sword strikes still managed to fall, carving many large holes in the Ancient Dragon Island, like hideous scars, quite glaring.
However, Daoist Xuanshui only cared about his own lair. He didn't care about the Nine-Headed Flood Dragon, the Taiyin Divine Son, or the Guanghan Palace. They came here to seek their own good fortune, and if they died, it was their fate, and it had nothing to do with me.
The Firmament Divine Feather shone brightly, clanging and gleaming, radiating divine light, and carrying the sound of a phoenix's cry, descending towards the Nine-Headed Jiao King.
Having truly felt the divine power of the Severing the Dao Technique, the Nine-Headed Jiao King nearly lost his soul and cried out, " King Xuan, save me!"
However, Daoist Xuanshui was dragging his hunched body as he moved, busy saving his foundation, and only exhaled a breath of dragon energy towards this place.
With a clang, the divine feathers shattered the black mist in an instant and flew towards the Nine-Headed Jiao King.
"Break the spell!" At this moment, the Nine-Headed Jiao King panicked and directly used a forbidden technique.
A blinding light burst forth beneath his feet, while blood gushed from his mouth, and a terrifying divine power surged forth.
"Buzz!"
The Void trembled violently as the nine-headed dragon unleashed the ancient, lost secret technique— the Reverse Dragon Heaven-Ascending Steps. Each step was stained with blood, and the dragon moved with incredible speed, carrying everyone to the side of Daoist Xuanshui.
On the other side, Yi Qingwu took a divine step and arrived at this place. On the Divine Moon Chariot, Yan Yixi followed, her heart filled with trepidation.
Upon seeing the two crystalline Firmament Divine Feather behind the group, Daoist Xuanshui's forehead shone with a brilliant light, and his aura surged, preparing to make his move.
However, at this moment, a celestial sound emanated from the Chaos mist.
" Black Dragon, think it through. Do you really want Ancient Dragon Island to be destroyed?"
Seeing Daoist Xuanshui hesitate, Yi Qingwu sighed inwardly and summoned the Saint Weapon within her body.
Amidst the surging waves and rising auspicious vapors, a magnificent palace soared forth. This was a Inherited Saint Weapon forged from Nine Heavens Divine Jade, named Guanghan Palace.
This Saint Weapon was incredibly powerful, with a fairy figure appearing and disappearing within it, pressing down and hovering above Daoist Xuanshui's head, showering down countless strands of moonlight, making it appear incomparably holy.
With the aid of the Saint Weapon, Daoist Xuanshui instantly changed his attitude. He let out a long roar, and the Ink Jade Divine Seal swept across the sky, instantly shattering the two Firmament Divine Feather.
"Boom!"
The North Sea surged, with gusts of fierce wind howling. Azure flames soared into the sky on Ancient Dragon Island, turning half of the vast ocean blue. Smoke filled the air, and sea fog swelled, making the atmosphere of the place increasingly chaotic.
Many cultivators scattered and fled, using their Divine Rainbow to fly away into the distance.
Daoist Xuanshui coldly looked at his opponent and said, "You think you're so arrogant just because you have a Saint Weapon? Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
His cultivation level was at the Fourth Heaven of Severing the Dao, and he had been immersed in this realm for over a thousand years. His eyesight was extremely sharp, and he could not conceal the aura of the other party who had just entered the Third Heaven of the Immortal Platform.
Chapter 394 Capturing Yi Qingwu
The woman in green was indifferent. She glanced at the two Prince Qinghe, waved her sleeve, and took them away. Then she made a forceful move without any hesitation.
"Boom!"
The dazzling golden light illuminated the world, and the light rained down like a waterfall. A golden bronze bell appeared, suppressing the sky. This was the flawless Saint Weapon!
Azure Luan activated her Saint Weapon and used the supreme secret technique bestowed upon her by her lord.
She raised her jade finger, a blue flame flowing at its tip, shimmering with light and color, incomparably beautiful, and with a flick of her finger, she unleashed a Combat Divine Form.
The Northern Sea surged, with boundless, dark waves rolling. This region was filled with awe-inspiring divine power, causing the cultivators watching the battle to tremble with fear, their souls nearly exploding.
Chaos chaos, a slender Daoist figure burst forth, carrying an ethereal, otherworldly aura, exuding an unstoppable momentum. In an instant, it traversed a hundred zhang, shattering space, its force unstoppable!
Under the hazy moonlight, a Big Dragon soared through the sky, roaring like Immortal King being born. Above Xuan Shui Daoist Xuanshui's head was the Guanghan Palace. He walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, using the Dragon Clan's killing technique, and threw a punch, wanting to annihilate this Divine Form.
"Boom!"