Chapter 705
A boundless green rain of light sprinkled down, piercing through everything that came in contact with it . The dark clouds in the sky, the thunderbolts within the dark clouds, the hailstones beneath the thunderbolts, and the mountain rocks that sparked when hit by the hailstones…everything was pierced by the green drizzle . Just like them, the armors worn by Wu Qi and the others were pierced, and so were their bodies . Stabbing pain washed through them, and it was so painful that they roared and twitched while tumbling down to the ground .
"Pagoda, rise!" Wu Qi gave a thunderous roar . Immediately, the three-colored pagoda shot out from the top of his head, emanating a massive sheet of colorful light that engulfed their surroundings . After fighting the immortals for countless years, the Directorate of Celestials had figured out numerous strange mystic arts, which allowed them to temporarily wield the immortal artifacts crafted by the immortals with natural energies .
Unlike the immortals, who controlled their immortal artifacts by fusing their immortal souls with them, the Oracles used a completely different method . Using hand incantation gestures and spells, they compressed the natural energy and converted it into something similar to the immortal's divine sense, then used it to activate the various arrays found in the immortal artifact and unleash a part of its power . As all immortal artifacts were sentient beings, and usually the item spirits in them were all very strong, these mystic arts had to first suppress or wipe out the item spirit before the immortal artifact could be used . However, that also meant that the power of the immortal item would be reduced significantly .
But, the reason the Oracles activated the immortal artifacts was not to fully unleash their power . What they after was exactly what Wu Qi was doing now —after unleashing the pagoda which he seized from Li Qinghua, he performed a hand incantation gesture and pointed it at it . An invisible fluctuation of energy rumbled out of his fingertips, and in the next instant, a miserable howl could be heard coming out of the pagoda . In the next instant, the pagoda shockingly exploded with a deafening boom!
The sky was blotted with tumbling strong tricolored light, which spread out in a flash, transforming into a tricolored sea of clouds that measured a hundred miles in thickness and tens of thousands of miles in width . Gradually, the drizzle of green light dissolved in the tricolored light, and its terrible aura capable of destroying everything could no longer be sensed .
Yangqiu Fengbo, whose body was riddled with countless tiny holes and skin was covered with countless tiny beads of blood, threw his head back and let out a furious roar, then reached out his hand and grabbed toward the void in front of him . Plumes of purple gas sprayed out of his fingertips, ripping apart the void as they grabbed the two struggling dragon pythons by their necks and pulled them back to him .
Wu Qi gave the two pythons a quick glance . The chaotic energy in his body surged as it wrapped around the bloodline of dragon python which he obtained from Gold Horn and Silver Horn . In the next moment, a faint aura of dragon pythons spread out of him, but then disappeared in just a flash . As it was so subtle, Yangqiu Fengbo and the other military officers, whose soul was no stronger than an average human's, did not notice anything unusual .
However, the two pythons, who were still shooting out beams of strong light, cleverly shut their mouths and obediently shrunk their bodies to about a foot in length . Then, they flew up into the air from Yangqiu Fengbo's hand and landed atop Wu Qi's shoulders, coiling their tails around his neck and hanging themselves on his chest like two necklaces . With a faint smile on his face, Wu Qi gave them an approving look and nodded . While laughing, he gestured at the military officers around him, then spun and left without hesitation .
Each of these valiant military officers possessed the cultivation base above the realm of the Second Pangu Heaven . In other words, they were as strong as Gold Immortals . Although they were unable to use magic, their fleshly bodies were strong enough to make them fly, and their speed was no slower than an immortal flying with an escape art . In addition, as all of them were shrouded in a faint layer of purple mist, and had a long tail of purple light trailing behind them when flying, they looked like a cluster of purple meteors streaking across the sky . Violent coughing was heard coming from across the distance . Behind the mountain where the green shower of light was coming from, a middle-aged Daoist walked out slowly . He wore a moon-white Daoist robe, and his hair hung loosely about his shoulders . He had a two inches wide, white headband bound around his forehead with a purple gemstone socketed in the center . In his hand, the Daoist held a whisk glinting with a green gleam . Apparently, the green shower of light capable of destroying everything was unleashed from this whisk .
With just a casual attack, the sturdy bodies of Wu Qi and the others were riddled with holes . Fortunately, they were protected by the Pangu Sacred Energy, and although it was true that the green rays came with an incredibly strong force of penetration, they lacked explosive power . There was no doubt that they were wounded, but the cuts on their bodies were too tiny . By just making the purple gas swirl around them for a brief while, these openings were completely healed . To them, it was not a serious injury, and at the most, they had only lost a bit of their energy .
The middle-aged Daoist was none other than the Sovereign of the Myriad Immortal Alliance, who was identified as Immortal Ding Jun, a prominent minister in charge of half of the alchemical workshops in the Heaven . He had a fair and rounded face; however, it now had a faint gray undertone, and the corners of his eyes and his brows were stained with sweat and filth . The immortal body of a mighty Primordial Immortal could never be soiled by mortal filth . The fact that his face was stained with sweat and dirt showed that his immortal body was aging and decaying at a shocking speed . To Primordial Immortals, it was the sign that his immortal body and immortal soul were about to disintegrate .
After a few violent coughs, the Sovereign looked up at the dissipating tricolored light and said indifferently, "So, you've captured Qinghua? Are you trying to lure me to something by purposely detonating this pagoda? Or, is this a warning? Hah, why should I be afraid of you?"
He paused as a sly smile crept upon his face, then he suddenly bellowed at the top of his lungs, "Release my son now, you despicable human! Also, the two dragon pythons are the spirit herbs I've ordered in advance, so you better hand them over to me right now!" As he burst into laughter, a plume of purple smoke suddenly erupted from the top of his head, spreading at an incredible speed to form a hundred miles wide purple cloud . On top of the cloud, three jade lotus thrones shrouded in purple rings of light rose up slowly .
Of the three lotus thrones, the first held a ball of pale green flame; the second held a hazy pill cauldron emanating clouds shaped like tigers and dragons; the last one had a three-feet tall, fully naked boy sitting cross-legged on it . Oddly enough, blood could be seen slowly seeping out of the boy's skin; the dragon and tiger-shaped clouds around the pill cauldron shattered as soon as they appeared, and the ball of pale green flame was fluttering, barely maintaining its shape as tiny wisps of flame kept departing from it .
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