Chapter 539 - 324: The Activated Ascension Platform, Mr. Qi’s Resurrection Ritual, Saint Qi Xingyan

The entire Feisheng Ancient City, though shattered, was not small. On the contrary, it was quite vast, with rocky mountain peaks of all sizes rising from the ground.

Many Human Race Cultivators and members of the Demon Race proceeded with extreme caution, not daring to advance recklessly. If they startled the powerful undead of the ancient city, they would die without a burial place.

"Dragon Halberd is still too green. Why waste so much effort on a mere old man? Watch me use my Ancestral Artifact to destroy this entire place and find the Ascension Platform."

A woman’s seductive voice echoed from the void.

The Snake Consort opened her mouth and spat out an exquisite Jade Mirror.

At first, the Jade Mirror was only the size of a fingernail, but as it rose into the air, it grew larger and larger. In the end, it hung a hundred zhang high in the sky, like a bright, full moon.

The Snake Consort was the Lord of Xiqi from the Wilderness’s West Qi Snake Mountain, queen of the Snake Race. Three thousand years ago, she had already ascended to the Ninth Throne. Her Cultivation was immensely profound, and the Holy Authority she exuded secretly terrified the many cultivators below who had set foot on the island.

"The Snake Consort is here."

Yun Qinghe grew worried. If the Snake Consort joined the battle, it would undoubtedly be the last straw.

Even the Chess Saint would likely be no match for her.

"That’s why we have to hurry."

Lu Mingyuan donned the Great Unbinding Martial Saint Armor and walked forward. With his back to the others, he sent them a voice transmission:

"Channel your Magical Essence Qi into my body. Lend me your strength."

A Great Cultivator from the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy, who had already broken through to the Twelfth Realm True Monarch level, possessed incomparably dense Mana. His Taoist Qi surged forth like a great river, rushing into Lu Mingyuan’s meridians.

At the same time, upon hearing his words, Yun Qinghe extended a fair hand and pressed it against the Celestial Heart Meridian on Lu Mingyuan’s back, sending her Mana into him.

Sui Yuqing also took action, summoning his Magical Treasure, the Duster, which transformed into a stream of light and entered Lu Mingyuan’s body.

The surrounding cultivators all channeled their Magical Essence Qi, injecting it into Lu Mingyuan.

"Zhu Xie, go!"

Lu Mingyuan threw out the Divine Saber Zhu Xie and began to execute the Dragon Slaying Nineteen Forms.

Ancient characters swam across the dark green blade of Zhu Xie, like stars emitting a terrifying power.

A sky full of saber shadows swirled around Lu Mingyuan’s body. His eyes blazed with spirit, fixed directly on the Ascension Platform.

"The Sixteenth Form."

"The Seventeenth Form."

With his current strength, he could already execute the Sixteenth Form with ease, but the Seventeenth was a slight strain.

The Eighteenth Form would require him to risk his life.

The Eighteenth Form was a great chasm, a qualitative leap in power.

After the Eighteenth Form, no Earth Immortal could stand before him, and even the Immortals in heaven would have to show some fear.

He unleashed his Yama’s Indestructible Golden Body, which had reached the Perfection Realm.

Lu Mingyuan hovered at the center of the mountaintop. A Golden Yama Emperor Divine Shadow, ten times larger than the Taotie Dharma Aspect’s illusion, materialized and, with a great RUMBLE, shattered the mountain wall.

The several clones left behind by Dragon Halberd were all sent flying by the shockwave.

"PFFT!"

"That’s... such incredible power..."

All four clones spat mouthfuls of blood as they were thrown backward, each of them heavily injured.

Without another word, Lu Mingyuan leaped up, transforming into a streak of light and charging toward the cave entrance.

"Insolence!"

This scene was clearly noticed by Dragon Halberd. He flew into a rage and flicked a finger in Lu Mingyuan’s direction.

A crimson divine light shot out from the Treasure Pearl, rocketing toward him.

How dare a mere Twelfth Realm Martial Artist act so presumptuously before a Fourteenth Realm expert?

"You dare get distracted while fighting me?"

The Chess Saint quickly found an opening. With a clench of his large hand, he condensed a white chess piece in the void. It transformed into a Celestial Palace War God wielding the Heaven-Burning Sword, which then slashed at Dragon Halberd’s neck.

Dragon Halberd could no longer spare Lu Mingyuan a thought and had to respond hastily. In his panic, a single strand of his hair was severed.

When the Upper Three Grades clashed, life and death were decided by a hair’s breadth.

This crimson divine light seemed to possess supreme might, like a sun ten thousand meters wide crashing down upon him.

Lu Mingyuan felt an immense, mountain-like pressure. He realized that any defensive measure would be utterly powerless before this attack.

The domain formed by his Sword Intent was torn apart in an instant, as if it were made of paper.

The Divine Saber Zhu Xie emitted an endless light, resisting with all its might.

It was joined by the heaven-soaring Saber Qi that erupted from the Seventeenth Dragon Slaying Form.

Together, they resisted most of the divine light’s aura.

"CLANG!"

The remaining power still managed to knock the Divine Saber Zhu Xie aside.

The remnant of the crimson divine light slammed directly into his Flesh Body.

The Great Unbinding Martial Saint Armor also unleashed an extremely powerful aura to resist the heaven-shaking might.

But even with the Great Unbinding Martial Saint Armor, Lu Mingyuan was still sent flying.

His entire body plunged into the bottomless chasm at the center of the mountaintop, and below it flowed the ceaseless currents of the Returning Ruins Silent Sea.

Even with his many boons, Lu Mingyuan was still heavily injured as he tumbled into the sea.

"No, don’t..."

Yun Qinghe’s eyes were completely bloodshot. She clenched her teeth, and a monstrous wave of Sword Qi suddenly erupted from her body.

A storm of Sword Qi swept out, forcing every cultivator present to squeeze their eyes shut.

"Hahaha! In the end, this Ascension Platform belongs to the Demon Race."

At that moment, however, the Snake Consort arrived. With a gentle sway of her serpentine tail, she shattered the storm formed by tens of thousands of streams of Sword Qi. The tail then lashed out at Yun Qinghe, striking her as easily as knocking over a scarecrow and sending her flying sideways. With a THUD, she slammed into the iron-hard stone wall.

Yun Qinghe felt as if every bone in her body had been broken. She collapsed to the ground, unable to stand, and could only watch helplessly as the Snake Consort charged toward where Lu Mingyuan had fallen.

’It was a familiar scene, as if from more than twenty years ago.’

’Back then, her parents had also died at the hands of the Demon Race, and she could only watch helplessly!’