The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 447 Xuanyuan Hao, do you still recognize me? (6k)

After listening to Xuan Yuanhao's words, Xuan Yuanchong stood with his hands behind his back, his tone chilling: "Then, which Spirit Severing Realm cultivators are still stationed within the capital's territory?"

Xuan Yuanhao pondered for a moment and cautiously replied, "Apart from Mo Tianheng of the Duobao Chamber of Commerce, the other experts at the Spirit Severing Realm are all staying in their hometowns in various prefectures and have not left in the past few years."

After a brief silence, Xuan Yuanchong snorted coldly: "Since the other party released all the pregnant women, it seems that this is not a personal grudge, but rather some meddlesome foreign spirit-slaying fellow who saw injustice."

"Father, what about the Third Imperial Uncle?" Xuan Yuanhao's voice trembled, his eyes filled with both fear and resentment.

Xuan Yuanchong's eyes flashed even colder, and his five fingers slowly closed, causing the surrounding air to freeze.

"check."

A single word caused the clouds and mist within a hundred miles to tremble.

"Your royal uncle cannot die in vain." A cold glint flashed in Xuan Yuan Chong's eyes. "This matter must be thoroughly investigated, but not a single word must leak out—"

"Your subject understands," Xuanyuan Hao replied, bowing his head.

Xuanyuan Chong hesitated for a moment, then spoke again: "Was your second uncle at the border or in Haomiao Prefecture these days?"

“They’re still in the Vast Expanse,” Xuan Yuanhao replied. “The few remaining demon emperors on the border are no longer a threat. Instead, they’ve reached some private deals with Second Imperial Uncle.”

“However,” he lowered his voice, “the Taichu Dojo has been experiencing frequent unusual activity recently. It seems that the Imperial Uncle has made a major discovery and is still investigating.”

Xuan Yuanchong sneered: "After exploring for so many years, you can't even open a forbidden portal. What else could you possibly find? Quickly send him a message and tell him to come back."

"Yes!" Xuan Yuanhao bowed and accepted the order, then quickly left.

Xuanyuan Chong stared intently at the churning gray mist below, his eyes flashing coldly as he said, "Third brother, I will not let you die in such an unclear manner."

Before he finished speaking, he had already moved, taking a single step and disappearing from his spot, heading straight for the location of the cave...

……

Half an incense stick later, in the deepest part of the imperial city.

The altar, forged from black iron, stands majestically, with nine giant dragon pillars piercing the sky, their dragon patterns shimmering with golden light under the sunlight.

At the center of the altar, four-colored spiritual light intertwined to form a pillar of light reaching the sky, and a dragon shadow could be vaguely seen circling and swimming within it—this was none other than the core of the [Hidden Dragon Path].

Thirty thousand golden-armored guards stood silently around like sculptures, their heavy black iron armor reflecting a chilling light.

Around the altar, nine layers of restrictions flowed like water, each layer bearing the unique dragon pattern of the royal family, radiating a suffocating pressure.

Those who are not of royal blood will be burned upon contact.

"Welcome, Your Majesty!"

Space suddenly tore open, and Xuanyuan Hao stepped out from the void.

Thirty thousand soldiers knelt down on one knee in unison to pay their respects.

Xuan Yuanhao's expression was solemn, and a flash of spiritual light appeared at his fingertips. A jade slip wrapped with the seal of the Spirit Severing Realm appeared out of thin air.

Three golden lights suddenly arrived, and three golden-armored guards at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Realm knelt on one knee, respectfully receiving the light with both hands.

"Send this letter to Haomiao Prefecture immediately and personally deliver it to the Prince!" Xuan Yuanhao waved his sleeve, his voice like the clang of metal.

"Yes, sir!" the three replied in unison, and as they stood up, the jade slip had already disappeared into their storage bags.

The teleportation array suddenly lit up, and in the dazzling light, the figures of the three gradually blurred.

Watching the dissipating spiritual light, Xuan Yuanhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but unconsciously looked up at the nine-layered palace.

When the royal treasury was robbed, a large number of top-grade spirit stones and several other treasures were lost.

Although the palace was sealed off immediately, not a single person was captured.

He stared intently at the core pillar of light of the Hidden Dragon Path, having suspected years ago that the thief might have entered through this place.

After all, this teleportation channel, which is reserved for the royal family, costs an astronomical amount of spirit stones every year.

To conserve spiritual energy, the defensive formations on the treasure vault side all borrowed energy from this place.

However, during the thorough investigation back then, no trace of intrusion was found.

Moreover, the treasury has not been robbed again in the many years since.

But now, as he gazes at the flowing array patterns before him once more, he feels a vague unease in his heart.

But just as he turned to leave, a bone-chilling cold suddenly shot up his spine and up to the back of his neck.

"Om-"

The next moment, four towering pillars of light burst forth from the ground, their blue, red, white, and black spiritual lights intertwining into a net that instantly enveloped the entire altar, resembling a prison against the heavens.

The 30,000 Golden Armor Guards were well-trained, their heavy armor gleaming with a cold light. Upon seeing this scene, they instantly formed a wall, heavily protecting Xuan Yuanhao in the center.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

Xuanyuan Hao roared and made a series of hand gestures to ask his father, Emperor Xuanyuan Chong, for help. However, as soon as his spiritual power surged out, it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox entering the sea.

His pupils shrank sharply, and he frantically scanned all directions with his divine sense, but he could not detect the slightest trace of the enemy's aura, as if the person who made the move did not exist in this world at all.

"But you're the one who harmed my royal uncle?!"

Xuanyuan Hao seemed to realize something, his voice trembled slightly, his chest heaved with blood and qi, and an unprecedented sense of crisis spread like a tide.

He suddenly raised his hand, his five fingers forming a claw, attempting to tear through space and escape.

But the moment the fingertips touched the void, it was as if they had hit an invisible iron wall, which could not be shaken in the slightest.

"How dare you offend my Xuanyuan royal family!" Yuan Hao roared hoarsely.

The Third Imperial Uncle advanced to the Spirit Severing Realm even earlier than him. His cultivation was boundless, yet he died so quietly that not even his remains were left behind.

If it were him, the moment the thought crossed his mind, cold sweat would seep from his palms.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Hao was truly afraid.

Especially after witnessing the Yan family so cruelly and inhumanely slaughter the four major sects half a year ago.

The sight of him kneeling in a pool of blood, kowtowing and begging for mercy, was worse than that of the lowest stray dog.

Everything that happened that day had already eroded his former pride and courage.

"boom!!!"

Suddenly, a hideous crack appeared in the sky.

The pitch-black thunderclouds seemed to be forcibly torn in by an invisible hand, and countless purple-gold lightning arcs surged down like dragons, instantly transforming into a world-destroying lightning tribulation!
"what--!!"

The shrill screams resounded through the heaven and earth.

The golden-armored guards in the front row didn't even have time to raise their shields before they were reduced to charred remains in the lightning.

Their prized Xuan Tie heavy armor was like paper under the purple-gold lightning, and the armor and the men were cleaved into pieces.

In just two breaths, 40% of the 30,000 elite troops had been wiped out!
Xuanyuan Hao's eyes were bloodshot as he leaped towards the thunderclouds.

He formed hand seals, and the Imperial True Qi condensed into a golden dragon in his palms, roaring as it pounced towards the clouds.

"Break it for me!"

Just as the golden dragon was about to strike the thundercloud, a streak of purple-gold spear energy shot down from the clouds.

The two forces collided in mid-air, causing a deafening roar.

Xuanyuan Hao grunted and retreated dozens of feet.

Once he regained his footing, there was complete silence below.

Turning around, all 30,000 golden-armored guards had been killed, and the charred corpses on the ground were still emitting smoke.

Amidst the churning clouds, a figure in black robes emerged, stepping on lightning.

The newcomer held a purple-gold spear, its shaft crackling with lightning, reflecting a cold and stern face.

“Zhou Qing?” Xuan Yuanhao’s pupils shrank, his voice trembling with disbelief.

The purple-gold lightning spear drew blinding arcs of electricity in the air, and Zhou Qing said in a chilling tone: "Xuanyuan Hao, it's been a long time."

"No, this is impossible!" Xuan Yuanhao staggered back two steps. "How could it be you..."

Zhou Qing's lips curled into a cold smile: "No wonder they're uncle and nephew; even their dying questions are exactly the same."

"Was it really you who killed the Third Imperial Uncle?" Xuan Yuanhao suddenly roared, his neck veins bulging. "When has my Xuan Yuan clan ever mistreated you! When you advanced to the fourth level of array master, my royal family welcomed you with the courtesy due to a state guest."

"When you broke through to the Spirit Severing Realm, even the Imperial Uncle Shuo personally came to congratulate you with a precious treasure! How dare you repay kindness with enmity!"

"Turning kindness into enmity?" A cold glint flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, and the lightning spear in his hand exploded with blinding lightning. "Who secretly rescued Nangong Xiong Ba, who attacked Taiqing Sect back then?"

"Why did that old dog appear at the border and have a mark planted on it? What is your Xuanyuan family's intention in raising this mad dog? Do you really think I don't know?"

Xuanyuan Hao's expression stiffened, his eyes flashing as he said, "Absurd! I don't understand what you're saying. Besides, Nangong Xiong Ba has been dead for many years."

“Of course I know he’s dead—” Zhou Qing’s spear tip flashed with lightning, “because I killed him!”

"What?!" Xuan Yuanhao's pupils contracted sharply, his voice filled with undisguised shock. "This is absolutely impossible! Back then, you were merely at the Nascent Soul stage, how could you have killed a Spirit Severing expert?!"

Zhou Qing sneered, a cold glint in his eyes: "Nothing is absolute in this world. Your precious Seventh Prince, Xuan Yuan Yichen—"

He paused deliberately, then said, word by word, "I personally ended the life of that strange soul that was parasitizing his body."

Xuanyuan Hao was struck dumb, his face turned deathly pale, his lips trembled but he couldn't utter a word, and he stood frozen in place.

"Azure Feather Immortal Sect, Golden Thunder Sect, Heavenly Pivot Gate, Azure Flame Dao Palace—"

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, his killing intent almost tangible. He suddenly asked, "Was it you who led the Yan family to be wiped out?"

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yuanhao's expression changed drastically. He immediately understood why Zhou Qing had come, and he retreated rapidly, intending to flee.

"Did I say you could leave?" Zhou Qing snorted coldly, and several streaks of purple-gold lightning intertwined like dragons, instantly sealing off the surrounding space.

A golden light flashed from Xuanyuan Hao's sleeve, barely tearing open a gap, and he staggered to his feet in mid-air.

He trembled violently, his voice trembling: "This...this has nothing to do with me! It's all your fault!"

Zhou Qing looked at this once-powerful emperor, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Back when I was just a Nascent Soul cultivator, I both respected and feared you, the legendary Human Emperor of the Spirit Severing Realm, and longed for you."

"Now it seems he was nothing more than a cowardly rat who clung to life."

Upon hearing these words, Xuan Yuanhao's face suddenly changed from fear to a twisted ferocity, and his eyes flashed with a frenzied rage.

"It's all because of you!" he roared hoarsely, his voice filled with long-suppressed resentment. "If you hadn't brought all that trouble upon me, how could my Dao heart have crumbled and I have fallen to this state!"

Zhou Qing coldly stared at the seemingly crazed Xuan Yuanhao, his thunder spear emitting a blinding purple light, its tip pointing directly at him: "I came here only to know, where have all the members of the Taiqing Sect gone?"

"I don't know, I don't know anything!" Xuan Yuanhao roared, his face contorted in pain.

"Fine." A cold glint flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes. "Since you're unwilling to talk, then I'll personally search your soul and extract your memories!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already transformed into a bolt of purple lightning and shot out.

"Arrogant!" Xuan Yuanhao's eyes were bloodshot, and his imperial dragon aura surged wildly around him. "This is the imperial capital. If you hadn't brought such a powerful enemy here, why would I, the dignified Emperor, have to kneel down and beg for mercy just to survive?"

"Today, I will use your blood to reforge my Dao heart!"

boom--

The next moment, nine golden dragon shadows, solid as a substance, soared into the sky behind him, each exhaling a dragon breath powerful enough to incinerate mountains and boil seas.

"Xuanyuan Dragon Emperor Technique - Nine Dragons Suppressing the Heavens!"

Xuanyuan Hao formed hand seals, and nine hundred-zhang-long golden dragons, head to tail, transformed into a golden wheel that blotted out the sky.

As the roulette wheel spun, the space groaned under its own weight, yet it maintained an eerie stability thanks to the four-colored restrictions activated by Zhou Qing and the operating four-colored teleportation array [Hidden Dragon Path].

Zhou Qing looked at the golden dragon roulette wheel crashing down on him, but a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

The thunder spear in his hand, fused with thirty thousand spirit seals, suddenly flew out and split into countless shapes in the air.

Each spear shadow was wrapped in dazzling purple-gold lightning, instantly filling the sky.

From a distance, it looks like a sea of ​​thunder hanging upside down in the sky.

"Thousands of thunders!"

With a soft shout, the countless lightning spears suddenly converged, condensing into a dazzling point of purple light at the center of the golden dragon roulette.

The moment the two forces collided, time seemed to stand still for a second, before bursting forth with unimaginable intensity.

The nine golden dragons let out painful roars, and three of them instantly disintegrated into a shower of golden rain.

Xuanyuan Hao groaned, and streaks of black blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

A flicker of horror flashed in his eyes, but it immediately transformed into a deeper ruthlessness.

His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals, and the remaining six golden dragons suddenly swirled around him, creating an impenetrable barrier of dragon energy around his body.

"Imperial Supreme Body!"

With this roar, Xuanyuan Hao's muscles bulged, his dragon robe ripped apart inch by inch, revealing his bronze skin that shimmered with a metallic sheen.

On the surface of his skin, ancient golden patterns spread like living things, each pattern flowing with imperial dragon energy, pushing his physical strength to the limit!

Right now, all he can do is persevere—and make an even bigger commotion!

As long as his father notices something is wrong, he will definitely be able to come and save him!

Upon seeing this, a flash of lightning appeared in Zhou Qing's eyes, and his figure suddenly blurred.

"Shh-"

The Purple-Gold Thunder Spear tore through the air, and before the lightning gathered at the tip of the spear could reach his body, a bloody gash had already been cut into the skin of Xuan Yuanhao's chest by the sharp spear intent!
Xuan Yuanhao neither dodged nor evaded; his right fist, imbued with boiling imperial dragon energy, slammed fiercely towards the spear tip!

"clang--!!!"

The fist and the spear collided, producing a deafening sound like metal striking metal!
Centered on the point of impact, a visible shockwave swept outwards, causing the core of the [Hidden Dragon Path] below to tremble violently!
Xuanyuan Hao groaned, the golden patterns on his fist shattered inch by inch, and blood dripped down his knuckles.

But a ferocious smile appeared on his lips—the Imperial Body had finally withstood the bullet!
"Zhou Qing!" he roared, his left fist slamming towards the opponent's head with immense force. "Your thunder spear cannot break my..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Qing suddenly twisted his wrist!
"puff!"

The Thunder Spear moved like a poisonous dragon, its blade grazing Xuan Yuanhao's fist and tearing a deep, bone-revealing wound into his arm!

Even more terrifying, the purple-gold lightning patterns wrapped around the gun were frantically surging into the meridians through the wound!

"Ah!" Xuan Yuanhao staggered backward, his entire left arm instantly covered in lightning patterns, his muscles spasming uncontrollably.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto his right palm!

"Imperial Forbidden Technique - Blood Dragon Claw!"

His right palm instantly grew three times larger, his fingernails transforming into sharp blades, and he lunged at Zhou Qing's throat with a stench!

This strike was as fast as lightning. Before the claw wind even arrived, several strands of hair on the side of Zhou Qing's neck had already been severed by the sharp force of the energy!
Zhou Qing slightly shifted his body, and the Thunder Spear suddenly changed from hard to soft, its shaft coiling around the attacking giant claw like a serpent.

"Crack!"

Amidst the sickening cracking of bones, Xuan Yuanhao's five fingers were brutally crushed by the lightning spear!

Before he could scream, Zhou Qing had already closed in and delivered a heavy knee strike to his abdomen.

The golden patterns of the Imperial Body flashed violently under this attack, and then collapsed with a bang!
"Wow--"

Xuanyuan Hao spat out a mouthful of black blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, and flew backward like a broken sack, crashing heavily into the barrier light screen!

He scrambled to his feet, his eyes wide with horror—the gap between him and Zhou Qing was so vast.

It was as if the two sides were not even on the same level, but the other side had only been at the Spirit Severing Realm for a little over a hundred years!

"Back then, Han Yi once killed Spider King Ye Luo with a single finger." Zhou Qing came through the air with his spear in hand, purple lightning blooming into thunder lotuses beneath his feet. "That was a difference in realm, which cannot be overcome by human power."

With a flick of the spear tip, an arc of lightning struck Xuan Yuanhao's knee. "I could easily crush you, but if I did that, how could I face the millions of souls lost by those four sects?"

Xuanyuan Hao staggered to his feet, his blood-stained golden robe tattered and torn.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a bitter laugh: "Zhou Qing! Ask yourself honestly, even without my guidance, could the Yan family not find the Four Great Sects?"

"The Taiqing Sect is one with them; who in the Eastern Region doesn't know that?"

The lightning in Zhou Qing's eyes suddenly solidified: "Of course I know. But you're the one leading the way—that changes things."

"Lies!" Xuan Yuanhao's lips twisted in a grimace. "The Taiqing Sect has vanished, and the four sects have been destroyed. You're just looking for a scapegoat to vent your anger on!"

Zhou Qing snorted coldly: "So what if it is? Are you prepared to bear this wrath?"

"Hahaha!" Xuan Yuanhao suddenly burst into wild laughter, his face contorted and crazed.

He slammed his hand on the storage bag, and a gilded longsword instantly appeared in his grasp.

The dragon patterns wrapped around the sword moved as if they were alive, and the three-inch golden light emitted from the sword's edge left fine black cracks in the space itself.

The Dragon Abyss Sword—the supreme treasure of the Xuanyuan royal family.

Back when Zhou Qing and Sikong Yan escaped from the royal ancestral land, it was this sword that almost seriously injured him.

Fortunately, they narrowly escaped by opening the Hidden Dragon Path.

"I am the Emperor of the Holy Martial Dynasty, ruling over boundless territories! You are but a rising star, do you really think you can do anything to me?"

Xuanyuan Hao's eyes narrowed, and his imperial aura suddenly erupted. A vast and powerful pressure spread like a tide, and in an instant, the world turned upside down and all things changed!
Zhou Qing felt the scene before him suddenly change, as if he had been dragged into a separate world.

Above the sky, nine golden suns hung high, their blazing light descending like imperial might, making it hard for people to breathe.

The earth transformed into a magnificent imperial city paved with golden bricks, each brick engraved with ancient runes, exuding an overbearing aura that suppressed all spirits.

Four pillars stand tall, each adorned with a gilded dragon, its cold eyes gazing down upon all living beings.

In the distance, countless phantoms clad in golden armor stood holding halberds, their murderous aura solidified as if it were a tangible substance. With just a thought from Xuan Yuanhao, they could transform into a massive army and crush them all.

The most terrifying thing was the majestic imperial throne in the center, as imposing as a mountain.

Xuanyuan Hao sat high above, wearing a nine-dragon robe, a purple-gold crown, and holding the Longyuan Sword, like a human emperor ruling over all realms.

Wherever his gaze falls, the laws of heaven and earth move according to his will!

"Zhou Qing, this is my Imperial Heavenly Domain! Here, I am the Heavenly Dao, I am the Law! What do you have to contend with me?!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuan Yuanhao pointed his sword, and the nine golden suns simultaneously erupted with dazzling divine light, transforming into nine world-burning fiery dragons that roared and swooped down.

At the same time, the earth trembled, golden brick runes lit up, and countless chains burst from the ground, wrapping around Zhou Qing's limbs, attempting to completely suppress him!

Seeing this, Zhou Qing seemed to have achieved some kind of goal, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, countless fine golden Dao patterns suddenly appeared around him, silently seeping into the Imperial Heaven Domain.

This caused the golden brick runes that were suppressing the attack to tremble slightly, and even the light of the nine great suns paused for a moment.

Xuan Yuanhao's pupils contracted sharply, and a strong sense of alarm arose in his heart!

"break!"

In less than a breath, Zhou Qing suddenly opened his eyes and let out a clear shout like a thunderclap.

In an instant——

Nine golden suns exploded simultaneously, and the rain of fire dissipated into specks of light before it could fall.

The gilded dragon let out a mournful cry, its body crumbling inch by inch.

The majestic imperial throne collapsed with a crash, and Xuan Yuanhao's figure swayed as he fell directly from the void!
"puff--!"

Xuanyuan Hao coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning ashen.

His proud Imperial Heaven Domain crumbled in the blink of an eye, all because of Zhou Qing's single thought!
Even more terrifying was that the backlash from the intent surged through his consciousness, violently impacting his mind and causing his primordial spirit to tremble and his aura to instantly weaken by more than half.

"Impossible, how could this be?" He stared intently at Zhou Qing, seemingly unable to comprehend what had happened.

"Suppress the demon!"

Zhou Qing's eyes turned cold, but he didn't want to waste any more time. His hands suddenly formed hand seals at lightning speed.

Then, he pressed down with one palm, and a huge golden seal suddenly appeared in the void, with runes flashing intensely.

Ancient and obscure runes were engraved on the seal, each stroke seemingly containing the will of Heaven. As the golden light flowed, space itself seemed to freeze.

"boom--!"

The golden seal pressed down like a mountain, and Xuan Yuanhao's bones immediately burst with unbearable pressure.

He roared and frantically channeled the remaining spiritual power within his body, holding the Dragon Abyss Sword horizontally above his head, its dragon patterns roaring as he tried to resist the terrifying suppressive force.

However, how could human power withstand a divine power of inscription level?
"Crack!"

The golden light on the Dragon Abyss Sword shattered inch by inch, and Xuan Yuanhao's legs suddenly sank, his knees slamming into the ground, and he knelt on one knee!
His temples were bulging with veins, his eyes were bloodshot, and more blood was spilling from his mouth, yet he still gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

"I am the Emperor. How could I possibly kneel before you?!"

He roared, his voice hoarse like that of a trapped beast.

But as the seal deepened, the terrifying pressure crushed his last struggle.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, Xuan Yuanhao knelt heavily on both knees, and the ground cracked open like a spiderweb.

His face was contorted, blood was flowing from his seven orifices, and his skin began to crack under the pressure, with blood gushing from every wound.

"No--!!"

Before his unwilling roar could finish, the golden magic seal crashed down.

"boom!"

Blood mist exploded, bone fragments splattered everywhere, and Xuan Yuanhao's physical body completely shattered at this moment!
(End of this chapter)