Asura Mad Emperor

At this moment, Qinchuan was lost in thought. He had just collided with the city walls, where he abruptly sensed a deja vu in the power of the prohibitions laid upon them.

After careful contemplation, he suddenly realized that these prohibitions seemed intricately linked to the Innate Body he had been cultivating.

His Divine Sense brushed against the power of the prohibitions, and instead of being torn apart by them, he felt an indescribable sense of kinship.

He shared an unexplainable connection with the power of the prohibitions, and as he entered a state of sudden enlightenment, his Innate Body showed signs of another breakthrough.

Just then, a series of explosive shouts rang out. The Earth Dragon and seven others, together with Xia Yuanman and You Canghai, nine in total, took their positions and sealed off this realm. The power of Dao Palace filled the air, solidifying the entire city.

Both the Winged Demon Tiger and the Azure-eyed Demon Tiger struck at the same time on the other end of the road, clashing fiercely. Each flap of the Winged Demon Tiger's wings brought forth a wild gust of wind, while the Azure-eyed Demon Tiger's eyes emitted a green glow as the Dao became submerged within them.

Transformed to the size of a human, he mounted the Winged Demon Tiger, seeking to subdue it, but the Winged Demon Tiger was not one to surrender easily. Its body swelled massively, resembling a hill, leaping around the city incessantly, causing the ground to split and the heavens and earth to resound.

Ling Xian'er and two others were also locked in combat with Xia Yuanba and his companions. Having received Qinchuan's guidance, their strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. As Xia Yuanba and his fellows were greatly inferior to Xia Yuanman and You Canghai, they quickly fell into a disadvantage against the three chasers and were beaten back.

The three fled, the three pursued, and their figures receded into the distance, gradually disappearing at the end of the ancient path.

At this moment, the Earth Dragon and the other eight marshalled two Prayer Beads and evolved a Killing Formation, pressing down towards the top of Qinchuan's head.

In the midst of the city, Dao Magic soared to the skies, divine radiance flared, and light splashed in all directions, sending the remains of broken eaves and walls flying.

The ground caved in, as if signaling the end of the world; the blue stone slabs on the city's floor were upturned, and terrifying magma surged from the fissures, shrouding the area in a heavy smoke, an appalling sight to behold.

Only the broken walls and ramparts remained stationary, absorbing all the incoming Dao Magic around them, stable as ever, with an occasional overflow of the power of the prohibitions.

Nine Dao Palace powerhouses attacked simultaneously, their pressure terrifying, altering the color of heaven and earth as if the heavens themselves were collapsing. The Heavenly Metamorphosis Inkstone protected Qinchuan's head, with Thunder Pool churning and surging beneath it, sending numerous bolts of Lei Mang shooting out.

However, most of the Thunder Pool was activated by the Heavenly Metamorphosis Inkstone itself without Qinchuan's Mana to bolster it, making it feel somewhat underpowered against the combined assault of the nine.

The Earth Dragon and seven others were no ordinary Dao Palace powerhouses, and now joined by the Saint Heir of the Yang Flare Holy Land and the Tianshui Sect, this luxurious lineup was enough to walk sideways through this world, and yet they all focused on dealing with a single individual—Qinchuan.

The nine exuded a thunderous aura, torrents of Great Dao Principles surged, and fourteen white Prayer Beads transformed into mounds, whirling and dancing, creating a colossal vortex of Dao Magic in the city, an astonishing spectacle.

Countless Great Dao Rune Patterns whizzed past Qinchuan, brilliantly dazzling, attempting to suppress him on the spot.

His blood boiled, Innate True Qi operating to its utmost as he resisted the suppression of the fourteen Prayer Beads.

Meanwhile, his spine creaked as if it were being filled with tens of thousands of pounds of molten iron, his entire being heavy as if weighed down by mountains. His Innate Pupils opened, spreading golden divine light, a fearsome aura of slaughter from Asura filled the skies.

The Innate Pupils saw through illusion, gazed directly at the origin, and with the power of cause and effect ebbing and flowing within them, it was as if a golden lake emerged within his golden eyes, profound and unending. In an instant, he discerned the weak points of the nine and how to unravel their Dao Magic.

"Hmph, mere child's play!"

Qinchuan snorted coldly as the divine light of the golden lake in his eyes spread out. With the Spring and Autumn Brush in one hand and the Blood-Colored Spear in the other, he stood in the midst of the swirling vortex of Dao Magic, boldly making his move.

"Imperial!" Qinchuan roared, activating the Imperial Decree Technique.

This was a powerful spell used by martial artists in ancient times to control magical treasures. As he shouted, Innate True Qi surged from his body, converging towards the blood-colored spear in his hand.

At the same time, ten white prayer beads that he had obtained after killing disciples of Netherworld Hall, floated around him.

The ten prayer beads spun rapidly, churning within the Thunder Pool, bringing up traces of Lei Mang to attack everyone around.

Countless streams of Innate True Qi surged like a torrential downpour, vast as the ocean, constantly refining the blood-colored spear. In an instant, the spear turned a translucent red and its tip trembled incessantly.

The next moment, the jade-like spear, tempered by the Innate True Qi, shot out instantly, tearing open a crack in the void. It was like a streak of radiance descending from the Divine Court, extremely fast, as it soared towards the Earth Dragon. Discover hidden stories at My Virtual Library Empire

"Second Brother, be careful!" The oppressive force of the spear was so terrifying that everyone was pale with shock, shouting out warnings.

But it was too late for anyone to come to the Earth Dragon's aid. With their Divine Skills blasting away the prayer beads controlled by Qinchuan, they recklessly hurled themselves towards him.

With a "bang," the blood-colored spear streaked through the void and pierced into the body of the Earth Dragon.

The Earth Dragon's body exploded instantly, turning into flesh and blood and falling dead on the spot, while the explosion shattered the spear into two parts, leaving only half of the spearhead intact.

The broken halves of the spear continued their unrelenting path and finally, with a "ding," pierced into the black city wall, remaining there permanently alongside the broken swords and spears embedded in that invincible wall.

The spear was just an ordinary mysterious treasure. Such low-level treasures ordinarily could not engage in battles among Dao Palace Realm powerhouses because the Dao Magic was too terrifying, exceeding the limits of what a magical treasure could withstand, and ultimately resulting in the treasure breaking.

Now, Qinchuan, using the Imperial Decree Technique, not only did he assassinate a Dao Palace Realm powerhouse, but he also permanently nailed it into this solid wall that even Dao Palace Realm powerhouses could not destroy, which was terrifying indeed.

"Hiss—"

"What a fearsome martial artist, what formidable strength!"

Seeing Qinchuan, alone with only Nine Layers of Spirit Martial prowess, being besieged by nine Dao Palace Realm powerhouses and still managing to kill one of them in retaliation, the crowd gasped in shock and amazement.

Those many martial artists who had previously scoffed at Qinchuan now lost all their contempt, looking towards the center of the arena, holding their breath, watching the continuing battle from afar.

Everyone was entangled by the Thunder Pool and the ten prayer beads, with most of their Divine Skills being absorbed by the Thunder Pool. The rest were met with Qinchuan's Mysterious Technique, which he bore head-on.

"Second Brother!" Watching the True Spirit of the Earth Dragon fall into the cycle of reincarnation, the remaining few were deeply grieved.

"Boy, today you will undoubtedly die, even if it goes against the Holy Maiden's wishes, I will have your blood pay for this blood debt!" The man wearing the Netherworld Fierce Bull mask stared at Qinchuan, his voice eerily cold; he had the best relationship with Earth Dragon, and with Earth Dragon now dead, he was the most enraged.

"Qinchuan, you will not leave this place alive today!" The voice of a woman wearing the Red Demon Sparrow mask was cold as ice, and she gasped for breath as she spoke indifferently.

Because the Holy Maiden had always wanted them to capture Qinchuan alive and bring him before her for punishment, although everyone exerted their full strength, they had all aimed to apprehend him without using their true killing moves.

Now that Qinchuan had slain the Earth Dragon, they had lost all reason.

"Kill!"