Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique-Chapter 747 - 512: Final Preparations! Immortal Master Erlang!
Chapter 747: Chapter 512: Final Preparations! Immortal Master Erlang!
Buzz!!
Above the True Realm Divine Mountain, the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation slowly rotated, emanating a mighty Qi Mechanism beyond the Mythical Level, the sharp sword light pressing down on the Pollution Qi within the mountain.
"What do I need to do?"
Within a cavernous abode, a figure as emaciated as a "skeleton" stared at Qin Zheng before them and spoke slowly, a hint of anticipation flickering in their hazy eyes.
Qin Zheng took a step forward, and three Divine Artifacts—the Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang Linglong Treasure Tower, Zhu Xian Sword, and Haotian Mirror—manifested around him, enveloping him in mystery as their Dao Rhythms spread and permeated the air.
"Senior, I ask you to guard your mind closely, avoid being swayed by the pollution’s deceit. I will swiftly cleanse the Pollution Qi within you."
Qin Zheng placed his hand gently on the figure’s body and spoke in calm tone. As his words fell, the Haotian Mirror burst forth with radiant light, fully enshrouding the figure.
"Alright!"
The "skeleton" nodded in response.
Qin Zheng’s gaze sharpened slightly, then he commanded the power of the Haotian Mirror, beginning to extract threads of Pollution Qi from the person before him.
Since his ascension to Primordial Chaos Without Limit, the revival degree of the Three Pure Ones Divine Artifacts and Haotian Mirror had risen further, making the purification of Pollution Qi markedly easier than before.
Under the illumination of the Haotian Mirror’s light, twisted strands of Pollution Qi were continuously drawn out and condensed into a pitch-black pearl.
After nearly half a day, when the last strand of Pollution Qi had been removed, the Merit Scroll trembled faintly, and immediately, words surfaced upon its parchment.
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[Pollution Worm: Undetectable, corrupts neither the mind nor spirit but devours vitality. Slaying yields ten thousand Merit Treasure Crystals!]
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It has come!
Qin Zheng’s eyes fixed unwaveringly as he grasped the Zhu Xian Sword; the force of the Sword Array surged forth like a tidal wave before stabbing into the heart of the "skeleton" figure before him.
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"Junior brother, you’ve worked hard!"
Daoxing Heavenly Venerate looked at Qin Zheng, whose complexion was slightly pale, and spoke with guilt in his tone. At his sides, Emperor Zhenwu and others were similarly moved.
In just a single day, Qin Zheng had extracted Pollution Qi from three polluted Great Powers. The toll of this, even for someone at Primordial Chaos Without Limit, was hard to bear.
Qin Zheng shook his head; he needed to purify Pollution Qi to extract Tao Heavenly Dew, which could accelerate his cultivation progress. Thus, it was his own initiative to perform the extractions.
However, Daoxing Heavenly Venerate and others were unaware of this, believing instead that he was preparing some foundational strength for their impending journey to the Eight Scenic Palace. Qin Zheng chose not to explain further.
Seeing the slightly moved expressions on the faces before him, Qin Zheng promptly diverted the topic, asking, "Have you seniors settled on the timing for heading to the Eight Scenic Palace?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Zhenwu’s expression grew solemn, and he replied, "After the previous battle, while the Heavenly Court has grown wary, they should not initiate further actions. Yet that day, Golden Spirit injured several of their Mythical Level figures."
"From a calculated perspective, our chances of success in making another move would be significantly higher. Even if we’re discovered by then, with four of the Heavenly Court’s Mythical Level figures wounded, we hold a stronger position in our game with them."
"Thus, Qin Zheng, you may retreat to recover for the time being. Once you’ve regained perfection in your state and returned to your peak, we can proceed with the plan to head to the Eight Scenic Palace!"
Qin Zheng nodded at these words.
Though his efforts in guiding the Haotian Mirror had taxed his mind, he was not truly injured. Securing the Pollution Qi gave him an opportune moment to refine it into Tao Heavenly Dew, further enhancing his cultivation.
Thus, after a brief contemplation, he spoke, "For this period of recovery, I may need several years."
Emperor Zhenwu and others responded swiftly, "Fear not, Qin Zheng. To us, a few years are no different from the blink of an eye."
For Tao Realm Great Powers, whose lifetime spanned tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of years, several years indeed felt akin to a fleeting moment.
This sentiment applied equally to the battle-tested Great Powers present and to the Heavenly Court’s Tao Realm Great Powers.
Qin Zheng nodded and refrained from further conversation before turning and stepping back into the Primordial Cave Heaven, where he opened an independent domain once more.
The three polluted Great Powers, while once Mythical Level figures, had suffered extensive corruption for far too long. Only one among them managed to barely maintain their Realm, while the other two had fallen from their former ranks.
Their current states were grim; restoration to their full prowess would be exponentially harder than the recovery of Taiyi True Man.
However, the Pollution Qi extracted from these three was much denser and richer than that obtained from Taiyi True Man.
From the trio, Qin Zheng gained enough Pollution Qi to refine fifty drops of Tao Heavenly Dew, and the elimination of three Pollution Worms earned him thirty thousand Merit Treasure Crystals—a substantial reward.
These thoughts passed through his mind as swiftly as lightning.
Qin Zheng extended his hand again, causing a pearl emanating intense and twisted energies to materialize in his grasp.
Earlier,
With a single thought, the Merit Scroll radiated light, and the Pollution Pearl rapidly shrank and melted, disappearing utterly from sight.
Tao Heavenly Dew descended like rain once again!
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In the unbounded heights of the cosmos lay a dim and vast starry expanse, dotted with countless colossal meteors drifting across the heavenly domain.
Cold, silent, devoid of vitality.
At the very center of this void stood a majestic and solemn hall. On the door above its main gate hung a plaque inscribed with bold characters—Immortal Master Erlang Hall!
Crash!
A streak of firelight suddenly broke the silence, darting straight toward the True Monarch Hall. Yet as it approached, the letters on the plaque flashed with Silver Light, unleashing an edge of sharp killing intent that burst forth instantly.
