Huangxiu

Chapter 1234 Scepter
Under the super-sensory illumination, Ji Qingyun was shrouded in a layer of mist.

As the spirit and soul continue to grow stronger, extrasensory perception also increases accordingly.

Unbeknownst to many, its illumination range had expanded to 150 li, its illumination depth and detail had increased, and its intensity far surpassed that of the past.

What was previously impossible to see through, can now be seen through.

Between heaven and earth, there are fewer and fewer things that can block the light of extrasensory perception.

If he were the leader of an ordinary heretical sect, he wouldn't be able to block his own insight now.

Ji Qingyun can stop him.

The thick fog surrounding him wasn't generated by any magical artifact, so where was it from?
Could it be that his cultivation level is extraordinary, allowing him to withstand supernatural sensations?

A moment later, Zheng Pingzhang's voice rang out: "Divine Lord, the Sect Master has arrived."

"come in."

"Yes."

Zheng Pingzhang and Ji Qingyun entered the main hall one after the other, approached Zhu Lingyun, clasped their hands in greeting, and said, "Greetings, Divine Lord."

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him indifferently: "Finally decided to leave seclusion?"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. That was indeed the most crucial moment. If I had been distracted, all my previous efforts would have been in vain." Ji Qingyun said magnanimously, clasping his hands in a fist salute. "I could only endure and continue my seclusion."

Zhu Lingyun asked, "What did you practice in your seclusion? What skills did you achieve?"

"This disciple has advanced to the next level and entered the realm of perfection."

"Oh—? It's perfect?" Zhu Lingyun flipped his hands, formed a hand seal, and pressed it towards him.

A soft light suddenly appeared, transforming into a stream of light that shot towards Ji Qingyun.

Ji Qingyun quickly stretched out his palm and pressed it down, his palm force condensing into a white light to block the stream of light.

"boom!"

Ji Qingyun was sent flying backwards.

It flew more than 30 meters from the entrance of the main hall, and landed smoothly for 10 meters.

Two black marks were left on the ground, and the soles of his boots were almost worn through.

His body was sore and weak that he was unable to use his internal energy to protect his feet, and he was forced to rub against the ground.

"God!" Zheng Pingzhang exclaimed in disbelief.

Zhu Lingyun formed a hand seal again and turned it towards him.

"boom!"

A flash of light sent him flying, hurtling towards Ji Qingyun, who had just staggered and regained his footing.

"Bang!...Bang!"

Ji Qingyun was knocked away by him and landed heavily on the ground.

Both men wore expressions of distress, and blood gushed from the corners of their mouths.

The Wanxiang Sect disciples in the valley stared wide-eyed, at a loss for what to do.

I don't know what to do.

He could only stare blankly at the two of them.

The two men had contrasting expressions, one good and one bad.

Ji Qingyun's face was grim.

He never expected that this deity would show such disrespect to him, the sect leader.

Zheng Pingzhang looked relaxed.

He was actually relieved.

He felt that if he were in that situation, he would also be furious if the sect leader avoided him after his arrival.

If you feel angry, you should vent it as soon as possible to prevent it from accumulating.

Now that I've finally vented my anger, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Zhu Lingyun's cold voice rang out: "What are you doing lingering outside? Get inside now!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The two wiped the blood from their mouths and returned to the main hall.

Zhu Lingyun scoffed, "Is this the perfect realm?"

Ji Qingyun looked ashamed.

He originally thought that after completing the Nine Revolutions, he would be able to escape unscathed even when facing a god.

After all, even if a god descends with his power, he cannot break through the limits of this realm.

The Nine Revolutions Perfection is the limit of this world, there is no higher level to reach.

Even if someone is stronger than you, they are still at the same level of strength, not to the point of overwhelming you.

Now I realize I was overthinking things; a god is a god after all.

Zhu Lingyun sneered: "You think you can turn the world upside down, don't you?"

Ji Qingyun clasped his hands and said, "Your cultivation is astonishing, I admire you!"

Zhu Lingyun said calmly, "You should use the treasures you carry with you."

"What treasure?"

"You brought several treasures with you?" Zhu Lingyun snorted. "That little scepter!"

Ji Qingyun was taken aback, and quickly shook his head, saying, "This disciple dares not use this treasure on the Divine Venerable."

"Afraid of hurting me?" Zhu Lingyun scoffed.

"This one……"

"Show it to me, so I can broaden my horizons," Zhu Lingyun said.

"Yes." Ji Qingyun said helplessly.

He pulled a small scepter from his pocket. It was only the length of a palm and the thickness of a little finger. It was entirely golden, as if it had been cast in gold.

Zheng Pingzhang stared at it curiously: "Sect Master, what is this?"

“I obtained it from a historical site,” Ji Qingyun said. “I don’t know its name.”

"What power does it have?"

"It can directly knock the opponent unconscious, and no matter how strong their cultivation is, they cannot stop it."

"So powerful?" Zheng Pingzhang exclaimed in surprise, "Could it possibly knock out a deity?"

He immediately shrank back and chuckled, "My lord, please don't be offended, I didn't mean that!"

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him sideways and accepted the golden scepter.

My vision blurred for a moment.

A pool of autumn water in my mind rippled for a moment, then surged violently. Since entering my mind, this pool of autumn water had always been light and calm, like the water of an ancient pool.

This was the first time he had ever experienced such intense shaking, which piqued his curiosity.

Is this scepter also a strange object?
He looked up at Ji Qingyun.

Could it be that he obtained some extraordinary item from the ruins? Is Ji Qingyun really that lucky?
The rare item that the evil lords had been searching for so desperately was obtained by Ji Qingyun so easily?

Ji Qingyun asked, "Divine Lord, what do you think of this golden scepter?"

Do you know the name of this object?

"I don't know." Ji Qingyun shook his head: "After I got it in the ruins, it didn't react at all, just like an ordinary little toy. I often took it out to play with it. It only started to have power in the last year."

Zhu Lingyun tossed it to Ji Qingyun: "Attack me."

“This…” Ji Qingyun caught the golden scepter, his face showing hesitation.

Zheng Pingzhang laughed and said, "Sect Master, could it really be that the Divine Venerable will be injured?"

Ji Qingyun nodded with a chuckle: "Then, Divine Lord, I will make my move!"

As he spoke, the golden scepter in his right hand suddenly emitted light.

It was like the sun setting.

"boom!"

Zheng Pingzhang flew straight up and crashed into a vermilion pillar in the main hall, embedding himself in it and unable to fall.

Zhu Lingyun's entire body and brow shone brightly, as if a luminous pearl was beneath his skin.

It then blocked this soul-shaking attack.

The golden scepter dimmed.

Ji Qingyun's face was pale: "Divine Lord, I can only activate it once."

He spoke weakly and listlessly, as if he wanted to.

"puff!"

A jet of blood shot out of Zheng Pingzhang's mouth, spraying a full zhang into the air.

He slid softly down the vermilion pillar and landed with a "thud".

He smiled wryly and said, "This thing is far too powerful! I was prepared, but it was completely useless!"

With his true essence surging and his protective aura shielding his body, he was ready for battle.

It felt like a blow to the head, and his body flew out of his body.

Ji Qingyun smiled weakly, "Its power is undeniable, but it's too mentally taxing."

"Is this all it takes? What if someone like the God Venerable could withstand it? Wouldn't they be in trouble? ... But only the God Venerable could withstand this."

"The God-Emperor truly lives up to his name." Ji Qingyun smiled wryly.

Zhu Lingyun waved.

Ji Qingyun handed over the golden scepter.

Zhu Lingyun once again focused his mind and gazed into the depths.

At the same time, the wondrous pure water surged and rippled again, as if about to boil.

Zhu Lingyun was very curious about what had happened.

Why is the wondrously pure spiritual water so special?

"Your Majesty, this power is of little use to me..."

Ji Qingyun gritted his teeth and said slowly.

Zhu Lingyun glanced at him sideways: "Really willing to part with it?"

Ji Qingyun said, "It is my good fortune that the Divine Lord has taken a liking to it!"

Zhu Lingyun put the golden scepter into his sleeve: "Alright, then I'll take a look at it. I really don't know what this thing is."

"It could not be better."

Ji Qingyun forced a smile.

Zhu Lingyun's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Then let's make our move and head to the Heartless Sect!"

He strode out of the hall, glanced at the disciples outside the valley, and then transformed into a beam of white light and shot out.

Ji Qingyun and Zheng Pingzhang hurriedly chased after them, and several experts followed suit.

Zhu Lingyun was extremely fast. In the end, only Ji Qingyun and Zheng Pingzhang could keep up with him, while the other Wanxiang Sect experts were left far behind.

The three traveled a thousand miles at high speed and suddenly stopped on a mountain peak.

They looked at a golden statue atop a distant mountain, the golden statue still gleaming in the twilight.

Zhu Lingyun stood with his hands behind his back on a blue stone, gazing at the golden statue with a gloomy expression.

Ji Qingyun and Zheng Pingzhang also looked extremely grim.

“Your Majesty, this is…” Ji Qingyun hesitated.

Zheng Pingzhang said in a deep voice, "The Undying God!"

Zhu Lingyun turned to look at the two of them: "You two retreat ten miles away!"

Ji Qingyun hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, why don't we discuss this further?"

Zheng Pingzhang quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, let's look for other sects first. There's no need to go against the Undying God!"

They already knew that there was a difference between the Undying God and the God.

The God-Emperor has absolutely no chance of winning against the Undying God-Emperor; in fact, there is a high probability that he will suffer a crushing defeat.

Zhu Lingyun snorted: "Step back!"

“…Yes.” The two exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and could only agree.

They turned and drifted away.

His gaze was fixed on Zhu Lingyun atop the mountain.

But Zhu Lingyun actually sat down, cross-legged on the bluestone, his hands forming a mudra, and remained motionless.

Ten miles away on a mountaintop, their eyes gleamed with a sharp light, piercing through the twilight and shooting into the distance.

They gazed at Zhu Lingyun from afar.

After a long while, Zhu Lingyun still did not move, but they were getting impatient.

"What is this, Your Majesty...?"

"Are they waiting? Waiting for the Undying God to appear?"

"Huh?" Zheng Pingzhang exclaimed hurriedly, "Look, look!"

Golden light slowly rose from Zhu Lingyun's body.

(End of this chapter)