Chapter 725 - 527: Where Is Lu Qian? (3)

At this moment, the Dragon-Slaying Sword and the Starlight Sword thrust out again with a loud clash, pushing Qiming Spirit Monarch away. The Jade Flood Dragon gathered strength once more and spat out a White Dragon Divine Thunder, roaring across the sky, engulfing Qiming Spirit Monarch and smashing him directly into the mountain.

However, in the next moment, there was a loud explosion, and platinum-colored flames broke through the mountain rock and soil, rising once again. Qiming Spirit Monarch remained unscathed.

By now, Yunshan Sect had already exhausted all their tactics, but Qiming Spirit Monarch relied on his incredibly sturdy, indestructible innate divine technique, the Unbreakable Golden Body, to withstand several divine techniques without harm, only expending some spiritual power.

How can we fight this?!

The hidden Master Cangfeng and Ye Xiao exchanged a glance. Earlier, with Lu Qian present, they were prepared to assist, but now Lu Qian's life or death is unknown... Without Lu Qian, is Yunshan Sect still worth the enormous risk of stepping forward to help?

Moreover, Qiming Spirit Monarch's divine technique is truly difficult to counter. Even with the addition of the two of them, can they drive him back? If they're not careful, even if their lives remain unharmed, being crippled would be the end of them.

On Minglong Mountain, Jiang Qingfeng imbued the Dao Pattern Deep Cold onto the Battle Array Starlight, but unfortunately, it had almost no effect. Seeing everyone's morale dampened, he quickly shouted, "Hold on! The Sect Leader will be back soon! Reinforcements are on the way!"

Yushan Battle Array, Immortal Dragon Slayer Painting, Ming Snake Daoist Soldiers, along with Wu Yan and the Jade Flood Dragon, who had a significant spiritual power depletion, once again put forth all their strength to charge at Qiming Spirit Monarch, desperately trying to stop him.

With a flash of silver light and a loud crash, the Jade Flood Dragon's scale armor shattered, flinging it into the air, crashing onto the mountaintop, and who knows how many structures it smashed.

"Pathetic weaklings, those who block me shall die!"

Qiming Spirit Monarch roared loudly, pushing inward.

At this moment, everyone in Yunshan was fervently crying out in their hearts.

Sect Leader, where are you?

...

In a pure white space, Lu Qian suddenly woke up.

He spun around into a defensive posture, five-colored light rising and firmly protecting him, allowing him to relax a bit.

His Consciousness Collection operated like lightning, and with a turn of thought in his mind, Lu Qian was instantly alert.

Am I... dead?

As soon as the thought moved slightly, spiritual power surged like a tidal wave through his meridians. Inside his dantian, the long-awaited, hard-earned Golden Core shone brightly, perfectly round and brilliant.

Golden Core, Golden Core!

Within it contained the perfect divine technique he had developed over more than thirty years!

Though he didn't know what a ghost looks like, or where the Nine Netherworld is, there was no doubt that the dead don't have Golden Cores!

So I'm not dead...

Not only that, but my condition can only be described as perfect. The Pure Glazed Body seemed as if it had gone through cleansing, becoming more transparent and clear, all hidden injuries healed. Inside his dantian, spiritual power surged like a tide, and the Golden Core concealed five colors, with the amount of spiritual power even increasing by twenty to thirty percent more than expected.

How is this possible? Not only did I not die, but I also gained immense benefits.

The terrifying thunder strike still lingered before his eyes, and the world-destroying black lotus remained in his mind. Lu Qian couldn't help but pat himself all over, ensuring he hadn't lost any parts.

Was it the last words I shouted that worked?

Is the person who saved me him?

Just as the thought arose, a gentle breeze blew, and the rustling sound of leaves came from the distance.

Lu Qian looked up; this was a pure white space, indistinguishable in direction, up, or down, just standing in the white space.

In the far distance stood a colossal, golden-glowing tree, towering and engulfing everything around it, with its crown and roots deeply embedded in the void, its leaves rustling in the wind.

At this point, Lu Qian's senses fully recovered. He tentatively interrupted his fetal respiration, gently taking in the air of this place.

In an instant, Lu Qian's eyes widened.

He was overwhelmed by the indescribably rich atmosphere here!

No, this isn't spiritual qi, but—

Immortal Qi?!