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Tai Chu and Qing Xiao are both indispensable; if the royal family finds out—”
However, before he could finish speaking, a figure appeared like a ghost, it was Sikong Yan.
He threw out seven copper coins, which transformed into the Big Dipper sword formation in the air, trapping Wei Changxuan firmly.
"Seven Eight Three" had a greedy look in his eyes, a glint of shrewdness in them. He had clearly seen through the connection between the jade slip and the Primordial Scripture, and spoke:
"Young Master Wei, the royal family is willing to exchange the Emperor's Seal for the jade slip in your possession. What do you say?"
The tone seemed to be a question, but it was actually full of threat.
Instead of retreating, Wei Changxuan took a step forward.
The golden wheel pattern shone brightly, and he suddenly reached out and grasped the copper coin in mid-air.
At the same time, he shouted, "Young Master Lu, the sword manual!"
Lu Shaoyou understood immediately, channeling all his inner strength, and used the momentum to unleash a powerful strike with the Azure Sky Sword.
The nine sword shadows were incredibly powerful, perfectly merging with Wei Changxuan's Primordial True Qi.
To everyone's astonishment, a miraculous scene unfolded.
The surface of the jade slip shone brightly, gradually revealing a complete map of the Azure Sky Secret Realm.
"Look! The jade slip has materialized!" someone shouted, and everyone looked closely.
A phantom image of layered mountains appeared on the jade slip, shrouded in swirling clouds and mist.
The three large characters "Qingxiao Palace" were faintly visible, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
It seemed to be telling a shocking secret that no one knew.
An uproar erupted in the hall; the eyes of the crowd were filled with greed, shock, and desire.
A conflict surrounding the Azure Sky Secret Realm seems to have only just begun.
The tremors emanating from the ground were like the awakening of a colossal beast that had lain dormant for millennia; Lei Qianjue's expression suddenly changed.
A strong, powerful hand pressed down on the lightning-patterned floor tiles: Oh no! The underground palace is shaking!
Before the words were finished, a deep rumble came from the bottom of the well, like the sound of ancient war drums.
The ground suddenly cracked open with spiderweb-like patterns, and the lightning embedded in the floor tiles seemed to writhe as if they were alive.
They frantically converged towards the jade slip in Wei Changxuan's hand.
It was the star map of the Thunder Punishment Palace echoing the jade slip! Wei Changxuan's pupils contracted slightly.
The primordial true energy circulated wildly in his meridians, and his whole body shimmered with a shimmering white light.
He suddenly grabbed Lei Qianjue's sleeve: "Sect Master Lei, this place is about to collapse, quickly lead the people to evacuate!"
Just then, a sharp blade of light pierced the air, and Meng Lang seized the opportunity to cleave the fire chains.
The madman's sword technique whipped up a storm of blood, the blade aimed straight at Wei Changxuan's back: Trying to run? Leave the jade slip behind!
Jing Ni reacted extremely quickly, her Qingfeng sword blocking Wei Changxuan's path.
The moment the two swords clashed, a piercing metallic clang erupted.
The immense impact made Jingni's tiger's mouth go numb, and she staggered back three steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
"Yan Ling Ji, cover the rear!" Wei Changxuan roared, and three primordial energy energies, shimmering with golden light, shot out from his hand.
Wherever the energy passed, the air emitted a sharp explosion, sending the pursuing Dark River assassin flying backwards by 4.8.
The group rushed towards the secret passage of the underground palace, stepping on the constantly collapsing floor tiles.
The moment they stepped through the stone gate, the Treasure Pavilion behind them collapsed with a deafening roar.
Lightning and flames intertwined to form a destructive storm, turning the entire underground palace into ruins.
However, the jade slip in Wei Changxuan's hand became increasingly clear during this catastrophe.
The light on the Azure Sky Secret Realm Map seemed to come alive and flow.
Chapter 406 Factions Clash! A Battle of Titans!
Three days later, the Lei family mansion was reduced to ashes. Wei Changxuan stood alone in the center of the ruins.
The jade slip in his hand suddenly emitted a strange light.
Suddenly, a mountain peak on the map of the secret realm shone brightly with golden light, which was in the direction of Qingcheng Mountain.
As expected, Young Master Wei was in this group. An aged voice came from behind.
An elderly man dressed in a coarse cloth Taoist robe walked slowly by, leaning on a wooden cane.
The half-jade pendant hanging from his waist was engraved with the two characters "Tianji" and gleamed with a warm luster in the sunlight.
Lei Qianjue and Lu Shaoyou both straightened up and stepped forward to bow with clasped hands.
7. I have met you, senior! The old city lord once said that if one sees the Heavenly Secret Jade Tablet, one will know the matter of the Immortal's Book.
Qingxuzi's gaze, sharp as a hawk's, fell upon Wei Changxuan's chest, where the aura of the Primordial Scripture faintly emanated:
The appearance of the Primordial Sutra and the opening of the Azure Sky Secret Realm have indeed fulfilled the prophecy of our late master.
As he spoke, he took out a tattered ancient book from his sleeve. Although the two characters "Tai Chu" on the cover were mottled, they still exuded a Taoist charm.
This is the second volume of the *Taichu Jing*. Qingxuzi's tone was solemn.
Before Qingxiaozi shattered the void, he poured all his life's insights into it.
The moment Wei Changxuan received the ancient book, the golden wheel pattern within his body suddenly vibrated violently.
The jade slip and the ancient book simultaneously emitted a dazzling light, and two obscure and difficult-to-understand passages of text appeared in his mind:
In the beginning, the heavens were joined, and the earth was the furnace, with creation as the craftsman;
Nine palaces rise, thunderous punishment falls, shattering the void, only qi remains.
These sixteen words seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, constantly echoing in his mind, causing his internal energy to boil and surge.
In an instant, the situation changed drastically.
A series of booming sounds came from the direction of Qingcheng Mountain, as if responding to this ancient prophecy and foreshadowing the opening of an earth-shattering event.
The moonlight, as white as frost, poured down on the ruins of the Lei family's villa.
Wei Changxuan stared at the jade slip and ancient book in his hand, when suddenly a flash of lightning seemed to explode in his mind:
He suddenly looked up, his eyes gleaming brightly.
The Tai Chu Scripture I cultivate is actually a complementary technique created by Qing Xiao Zi to shatter the void.
Qingxuzi stroked his long, snow-white beard and nodded solemnly:
That is indeed the case. Back then, Qingxiaozi comprehended the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, leaving behind the Immortal Book and the Primordial Scripture.
It is about waiting for a chosen one—someone who must control both simultaneously.
Only then can the ancient secrets be unlocked, helping future martial artists to glimpse the Dao of Heaven.
Having said that, he raised his hand and pointed into the distance, where faint purple mist was rising from the direction of Mount Qingcheng.
Three days later, on the night of the lunar eclipse, the Azure Cloud Secret Realm will reveal itself on Mount Qingcheng. Young Master Wei...
I understand. Wei Changxuan gripped the jade slip and the ancient book tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
This journey will undoubtedly be fraught with peril, but no matter what, I must go through it myself.
On the eve of departure, candlelight flickered in Tingyuxuan. 783 Mu Nanzhi tiptoed...
As she carefully adjusted Wei Changxuan's collar, her fingertips suddenly paused—in the flickering candlelight,
The golden wheel pattern on his chest perfectly overlapped with the pattern on the jade slip, as if they were a perfectly natural whole.
Young master, does this mean...?
This means we are finally about to uncover the secrets of the Immortal's Book.
Wei Changxuan gazed at the vast starry sky outside the window, his voice trembling slightly.
The forces of the Dark River, the Outer Heaven, and the Northern Li royal family will certainly not sit idly by. This trip to Qingcheng Mountain is destined to be a fierce battle.
Chapter 407 A Storm in the Martial World!
The sound of the bronze door knocker striking the door panel shattered the deathly silence. Jing Ni drew her long sword with a clang, the cold gleam making the cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye appear eerily blood-red.
The dragon pattern on the sword sheath emitted a cold light, echoing the Mo family's mechanical lock hanging at her waist.
Rest assured, Young Master Wei, if anyone dares to obstruct us, this Jingni Sword will teach them a lesson.
The sword formation of the Mo Family's Heavenly Craftsmanship Palace is not just for show.
Before she could finish speaking, Yan Lingji's fingertips, which were playing with fire, suddenly trembled violently.
The crimson snake coiled around her wrist hissed and raised its fangs, while three dark blue flames flickered uneasily in her palm, reflecting an eerie purple light in her pupils.
"Young master!" She turned around abruptly, the golden bells in her hair jingling erratically.
Something is devouring spiritual energy from the direction of Qingcheng Mountain—my flames are being suppressed and turned dark purple!
The moment the words left his mouth, the candlelight in the entire pavilion suddenly and eerily shifted to one side.
The Xuan paper on the table moved on its own without any wind, piling up in a strange Bagua (Eight Trigrams) pattern.
The sound of hurried footsteps grew louder as the carved wooden door was suddenly pushed open.
Lu Shaoyou burst into the room with a crisp sound as the jade pendant at his waist jingled and his hair ornament askew.
Behind him, Sikong Yan's shoulder still had a few bamboo leaves clinging to it, the night dew still clinging to them.
Something terrible has happened! Sikong Yan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
The edges of the secret letter hidden in his sleeve were wrinkled from cold sweat.
The forces of Wushuang City and the Northern Li royal family set up camp a hundred miles away.
Young Master Liu Yue personally led the team, accompanied by thirty-six mysterious swordsmen carrying gilded sword cases.
Lu Shaoyou pulled out half of a broken Xuan Iron Token from his pocket; dark purple lightning still lingered at the broken edge.
The royal family was clearly aware of the connection between the Primordial Scripture and the Book of the Immortals.
This black iron token is the troop deployment token of the Zhenguo Division.