Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

「Half an incense stick later.」

Wen Qingye slowly walked over to Luo Shicheng’s side and looked up at the battle raging in the sky.

"Where’s the Heart-Seeking Seed?" Wen Qingye asked, frowning.

Luo Shicheng gave Wen Qingye a wry smile. "It’s in the hands of those three."

Wen Qingye nodded, his gaze shifting to the six combatants in the distance. The battle had reached a fever pitch, its intensity growing by the second. Anyone with a cultivation below the Yin-Yang Realm had long since retreated more than a li away, fearing they might be accidentally injured.

Nangong Xin shot Wen Qingye a look and scoffed. "Wen Qingye, you just stay here and watch. With your cultivation, having just entered the Eighth Heaven of the Yin-Yang Realm, the best you can do is not get in the way."

A few other Core Disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect from the surrounding peaks nodded in agreement. In their hearts, they really didn’t think much of their fellow disciple, who was merely at the Eighth Heaven of the Yin-Yang Realm.

Surprisingly, Luo Shicheng nodded in agreement. He too was at the Eighth Heaven of the Yin-Yang Realm, and having just clashed with one of them, he knew just how formidable their opponents were.

Wen Qingye remained expressionless, seemingly ignoring Nangong Xin’s words entirely. As he watched the battle in the sky, he knew the Celestial Profound Sect members were no match for these three.

Nangong Xin was taken aback by Wen Qingye’s complete disregard for her. She let out a cold snort and fell silent.

As time ticked by, just as expected, Yanm Chongwen was the first to show signs of faltering.

"Senior Brother Yanm, I’m coming to help!"

Wangg Xin let out a great shout and dashed forward.

With Wangg Xin’s help, Yanm Chongwen could finally catch his breath.

"Hahaha, if you can’t handle it, feel free to come at me together!" Bai Chen of the Asura Sect roared with laughter. He then unleashed a colossal Palm Seal, sending it slamming toward the charging Wangg Xin.

’I can’t believe they’re this strong. Even Senior Brother Wul Hua is in a tough fight. Looks like I have to step in.’ Nangong Xin’s brow furrowed. She drew her sword and charged toward Xu Houcai, who was locked in combat with Wul Hua.

The rest of the Celestial Profound Sect disciples sprang into action, charging at the three opponents. They now recognized the danger and wanted to end the battle as quickly as possible.

Suddenly, the three opponents found themselves under immense pressure, the situation becoming unbearable.

Suddenly, Wen Qingye’s gaze shifted to a pavilion ahead, silhouetted against the dark, moonlit sky. ’Have they arrived?’

"The Jiangshan Guest has come to lend you a hand! Animals of the Celestial Profound Sect, prepare to die!" The shout came from a man in black, a terrifyingly deep and long scar marring his face.

Luo Shicheng’s face fell. "The famous expert from the Jiangshan Ancient Country, the Jiangshan Guest, is here to get involved too?" he cried out in alarm.

The Jiangshan Guest was no longer young, but his strength had reached the Ninth Heaven of the Yin-Yang Realm. As a long-famous expert with rich combat experience, he was a seasoned veteran, which made him an even more troublesome opponent.

"Don’t worry, there are still others," Wen Qingye said, shaking his head.

Luo Shicheng’s breathing quickened. "More?"

The surrounding crowd gasped in shock, their faces turning ashen with despair.

"Yangg Yi of the Asura Sect is here to lend Senior Brother a hand!"

The stench of blood filled the air. From within a cloud of rolling black smoke, a sinister, cold voice echoed in everyone’s ears.

"Pfft!"

Struck by the bloody mist, Yanm Chongwen’s body shuddered, and he violently spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Wangg Xin’s cultivation was far inferior to Yanm Chongwen’s. With Yanm Chongwen injured and thrown aside, what chance did he stand against Bai Chen? In less than ten breaths, he was struck in the chest by Bai Chen’s palm and sent flying as well.

"Bai Chen of the Asura Sect, you’d be wise to hand over that Heart-Seeking Seed."

"A Spiritual Object like the Heart-Seeking Seed belongs to the worthy."

"What a lively gathering. I never thought that even before the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele opens, ten percent of the top experts would already be here."

Before Bai Chen could even celebrate, several masters emerged from the surroundings. They were a mix of young prodigies and long-renowned experts; the weakest among them was at the Peak of Seven Heavens of Yin Yang Realm.

Everyone present was vying for the Heart-Seeking Seed, hoping to strengthen their cultivation even by a sliver before the appearance of the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele.

......

High in the sky, Tao Liuu and several other Celestial Profound Sect disciples were surrounding Zhou Wei of the Flowing Cloud Sect. The battle was raging, fierce and intense.

Watching the remarkably calm Zhou Wei, a thought crossed Wen Qingye’s mind. ’This man is no ordinary cultivator.’

Just as he thought, after only a few breaths, the azure ruler in Zhou Wei’s hand shed its faint glow, erupting with a brilliant light that seemed poised to pierce the very night sky.

"This... is this the Flowing Clouds Impermanence Technique?"

"Heavens! It’s the technique rumored to be comparable to Emperor-level Peak Martial Arts! But wasn’t it lost to time?"

"Zhou Wei... he’s so powerful!"

The azure ruler grew, shining with an immense brilliance as it pressed down on Tao Liuu and the others like a toppling mountain. The very air shook violently, and the surrounding Primordial Qi was compressed and distorted by the colossal azure ruler.

RUMBLE!

As the great rumble echoed, Tao Liuu and the others hastily unleashed their strongest techniques, attempting to meet the attack head-on.

But perhaps they had underestimated Zhou Wei’s technique, or perhaps they had overestimated themselves.

PFFT! PFFT! PFFT! PFFT...

Bodies tumbled down one after another, spraying blood across the night sky.

"Hmph. A bunch of useless rabble." Zhou Wei snorted, looking down at the fallen figures before his cold gaze swept over the surrounding crowd.

Everyone stiffened under his gaze, their eyes darting away, daring not to meet his.

Meanwhile, Nangong Xin and Wul Hua were being forced back by the Jiangshan Guest and Xu Houcai. Nangong Xin now bore three fresh wounds from a blade.

"Well now, little lady, you’re quite the looker, hehe." A lecherous gleam appeared in the Jiangshan Guest’s eyes. The blade in his hand moved like lightning, mercilessly slashing toward Nangong Xin’s legs.

Gritting her teeth against the searing pain, Nangong Xin dodged the slash and snorted coldly. "You? You think you’re worthy of my attention?"

A red gleam flashed in the Jiangshan Guest’s eyes. "Feisty, little lady. I like it. A female disciple from the Celestial Profound Sect... I’ve yet to sample that flavor."

With that, the Jiangshan Guest twirled the blade in his hand.

"Jiangshan Blade Skill, First Form!"

In that same instant, his blade unleashed three streaks of Sword Aura. They shot out like three bolts of light, carrying an endless chill and killing intent as they flew toward Nangong Xin to shred her.

Nangong Xin grit her teeth, her sword a blur of motion. In an instant, she unleashed a torrent of Sword Qi to meet the three streaks of Sword Aura.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

A series of explosions rang out like shattering ice. The Jiangshan Guest’s Sword Aura tore through the hundreds of streams of Sword Qi with unstoppable force.

Nangong Xin’s body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string.

BOOM!

At that moment, Wul Hua and Xu Houcai clashed with a palm strike. Both were thrown backward, staggering on their feet, clearly having sustained internal injuries.

In the short time it takes for an incense stick to burn, all the disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect were either defeated or gravely injured at the hands of the experts from the other countries and sects.

"It looks like we won’t be able to hold on to these three Heart-Seeking Seeds," Luo Shicheng sighed.

Qiann Rong coughed violently. "COUGH... COUGH... There’s nothing to be done," he said helplessly. "Who would have thought the appearance of the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele would attract so many masters?"

"These disciples of the Celestial Profound Sect are utterly useless. What a disappointment," Zou Lin said, shaking his head.

"Indeed. They’re just a bunch of good-for-nothings."

"That’s right, Brother Li is spot on. I mean, they’re supposed to be the second-ranked Sect in our Eastern Profound Domain! Ganging up on their opponents and still losing? How pathetic."

The Patriarchs of several other small, surrounding families couldn’t help but nod in agreement. They had long been displeased with the arrogance of the Celestial Profound Sect’s disciples, and now it seemed they had found an outlet to vent their frustrations.

Wen Qingye’s brow was furrowed in thought. He had been waiting all this time, waiting for the masters from the Chaotic Heaven Ancient Country and Nebula Hall—the ones who had hired Sima Feng and Tu Bai.

’They probably didn’t expect so many masters to show up either,’ he thought. ’There was no need to lure out the Celestial Profound Sect’s experts. The combatants fighting over the Heart-Seeking Seed were more than enough to crush the Sect’s young prodigies.’

’Whether they show up or not, those three Heart-Seeking Seeds are mine.’ With this thought, Wen Qingye began to slowly walk forward.

’Once I get the Heart-Seeking Seeds, I’m certainly not handing all of them over to the Celestial Profound Sect. The Life Essence Qi inside them is a precious treasure for breaking through cultivation realms. Handing over one will be sufficient. Besides, I really need the Sanxi Water to practice the Five Elements Body Refining Technique.’

Everyone on the battlefield turned their greedy gazes toward Bai Chen and Xu Houcai. As for Zhou Wei, everyone knew he was the toughest nut to crack, so no one dared to bother him.

"Hand over the Heart-Seeking Seed, and I’ll let you live."

Xu Houcai’s eyes were locked on Wul Hua. He was just about to strike again when he heard a calm voice speak up nearby, and he couldn’t help but turn to look.

Under the moonlight, a white-robed disciple of the Celestial Profound Sect was walking toward him, one step at a time.

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