The Path to Immortality Begins with the Life-Extending Lamp

Chapter 170 Night of the Flame

At dusk, in the depths of night, ten thousand lights hang above the various sacred islands of Wuxi Longze, adorning the surging blue waves.

As the guests drank and joked, pointing at their crowns in celebration and laughing heartily, while the five dragon-tooth boats enjoyed themselves immensely, in the distant battlefield of the continent, ten Daoist masters awaited them with leisure.

At the hour of Hai (9-11 PM), the golden bell resounded for hundreds of miles, and ripples appeared on the water mirror of Dragon Island. The image of the ten mountains, battlefields, and continents finally reappeared on the water curtain of the sky.

In the deep night, the entire battlefield continent was shrouded in darkness, with only the faint glow of the barrier illuminating its outline.

“Mou…”

A dragon's roar resounded, and flames and clouds surrounded the hundred-foot-long purple-blue dragon's body. Within the crimson clouds, purple lightning filled the air, ushering in the next chapter in the night.

"The hour of Hai has arrived. The Ten Directions Battlefield Continent will be completely sealed off. Each Dao Seed will receive one Spirit Dragon Purple Coin."

"Starting immediately, with no time or method restrictions, the player who collects the most Dragon Coins wins, as does the last remaining player; those whose Dragon Coins are taken are defeated, and those who voluntarily surrender have their Dragon Coins confiscated..."

The Dragon Prince in the clouds read out the rules of the final decision. At the same time, ten Spirit Dragon Purple Coins fell from the barrier. They were made entirely of Xiangshan Purple Gold, about half the size of a palm, and engraved with the Water Dragon Ring. Only the scales and claws were faintly visible. There was also the water-based magic power lingering within them. They could already be called water-based talismans and were extremely precious.

The moment those ten dragon coins pierced through the clouds and landed in the palms of the various Daoist sects, the entire continent's barrier suddenly arose, the wind and clouds shifted, and precious light shone forth, imprisoning the void above and below, and isolating it from all other worlds.

Li Qing raised his hand to take the purple coin, looked up and saw that the continent was completely different from before. Chaotic spiritual light illuminated the battlefield, making the world dim and yellow. The ten iron mountains stood on the earth, and the continent's boundary could no longer be seen at a glance.

Immediately afterwards, the battlefield shifted and changed in the void, and a sudden feeling of weightlessness struck, causing all the Daoist cultivators to be dazed. When they looked up again, the ten Daoists had each been moved tens of millions of feet away, and there was no longer any interaction between them.

Amidst the flickering void and the reversal of yin and yang, Li Qing picked up the Qionghua Spirit Lamp and slowly stepped out from the top of an unfamiliar Iron Mountain.

Behind them stood a dragon flag several dozen feet tall. This iron mountain seemed to have never experienced a battle, unlike the one that Li Qing originally occupied.

"Just a moment ago I was traveling with Qing Lingzi and Ya Jun along the coast of the continent, and in the blink of an eye I was teleported here?"

"Ten Directions Iron Mountains, could it be that the order of each iron mountain has been disrupted, and a Dao seed has been sent up?"

Gazing at the dim and gloomy sky, Li Qing raised her finger to her brow and used a sword technique to gather her divine thoughts. However, these thoughts reached their limit after extending three hundred feet, and would be obliterated by the dim yellow mist if they went any further.

This dim, yellowish mist can actually block out divine sense?
If it is as they think, then the order of these ten Dao Seeds will be disrupted, and they will be randomly teleported to the Ten Directions Iron Mountain, where the ten-mile-long battlefield continent will be covered by a dim yellow mist that isolates divine sense.

The alliance and agreement that everyone had made were now at a standstill.

At this moment, everyone only had two choices.

First, one could travel down the mountain to gather allies to ensure they wouldn't be alone. But who knows what kind of people they'll encounter after leaving Iron Mountain—acquaintances or adversaries? If they do, can they still protect the Spirit Dragon Purple Coin in their possession?
Another option is to stay put and wait for the right time to act, but this means that if a person stays in the mountains, they will be isolated and helpless if a powerful person comes looking for them!
Regardless of the choice made, the final battle on the battlefield has finally gained some suspense in terms of strategy and combat.

It made people secretly think that this was more like a competition!
Beside Longze Island, Taoist priests looked up, hoping to see the movement of the ten Taoist species.

"Among the ten Dao Seeds, the one with the highest cultivation is the Dragon Lord of the East Sea, who is already able to briefly exchange blows with the Yin God True Man."

"The one with the lowest cultivation level is undoubtedly Youhuangzi of Tiannan Temple. He has been a Daoist for less than ten years, and his Foundation Establishment in the Purple Mansion stage has only been achieved in two or three years!"

"Those with profound Taoist cultivation are naturally fearless and undaunted. They stroll down the Iron Mountain, roam the battlefield, and seek out opponents to challenge."

"But others need to think it over carefully."

In Longyu, a master-level figure smiled and said.

Most of these Dao Seeds are beneath the notice of beings like them, but such a suspenseful battle is certainly worth watching...

Then look at the reflection in the water curtain.

Li Qing stood silently in a corner of Tieshan for a long time. If he wanted to seize the seat of the final victor and take the great divine power of commanding the Five Thunders into his possession, he would have to work together with everyone to eliminate the most uncontrollable opponent - the Dragon Lord.

Otherwise, once the chaos of war breaks out and the Netherworld descends, the Ghost Mother, who is blessed by the six heavenly laws of the Qishan Domain, will inevitably become the target of everyone's attacks. Even if she has three heads and six arms, it is impossible for her to deal with so many powerful people at the same time.

First, elect the strongest, then eliminate the weakest, so that all evil spirits will swirl around and the table will be overturned!
After pondering for a moment, a ruthless glint flashed in Li Qing's eyes. A three-zhang-long dark cloud appeared above his head, with the Cloud Rain Ghost Realm protecting him and the Heavenly Talisman Profound Origin Qi transforming into a cloud dragon guarding him. Only then did he hold the Qionghua Spirit Lamp in his hand and descend the Iron Mountain step by step.

After the barrier was activated, the vast battlefield was shrouded in yellow mist, covered in red sand, and stood amidst ten towering black iron mountains. A chilling aura emanated from the landscape, giving it an air of impending doom.

The cold white halo illuminated an area of ​​more than ten feet, becoming the only radiance in this desolate battlefield.

Ten iron mountains stand in a staggered pattern, traversing this vast battlefield.

Li Qing walked from the foot of Tieshan Mountain with a lantern in his hand. His eyes were instantly covered with a silvery-gray color. In his dark pupils, the entire battlefield appeared as a bright red. The runes and Daoist rhymes in the void swept across the heavens and earth, completely solidifying this oppressive space.

Only such a barrier could allow ten Dao Seeds at the Purple Mansion Realm to fight each other without affecting the vast Dragon Marshland...

By observing the Qi with the Yin Eyes, one can see the red lines of cause and effect constantly pulsating in the void, as if there is a powerful flow of blood Qi, like a thunderous drum, [bang bang bang!] trembling incessantly.

Li Qing suddenly stopped, raised her eyebrows, turned around abruptly, and stared coldly at a certain spot behind her.

Boom!dong dong!

A figure enveloped in spiritual light stepped out from the boundless darkness, raising its hand to strike the cold white Southern Dipper Life-Extending Lamp.

Holding a candle and wandering around at night allows one to observe all directions, but it also exposes Li Qing to the sight of everyone.

This is a high-stakes gamble, the fastest way for Li Qing to make contact with the various Dao species within the dim fog, but it also brings him unpredictable dangers.

A sharp edge suddenly appeared in the distance; it was a tiger-headed, gleaming silver spear that slashed down with rolling thunder. Water and thunder spread out, lightning pulsed, and thunderclaps resounded like the sharp cries of a thousand birds, flashing incessantly.

This is the Dragon Thunder of the Five Thunders!
Li Qing raised an eyebrow, spread his five fingers, and immediately a dark light spread out, transforming into a Wuwei giant handprint several tens of feet in size, which slammed down. The dark giant hand transformed from a palm into a claw, using the Wuwei Nail Head Technique, and collided with the thunder spear, fiercely blocking the attack.

"You are... the dragon prince of the Dragon Palace?"

Seeing that the man clad in full-body azure scale armor had failed in his attack and stood still with his spear, Li Qing's pupils flickered, and finally her gaze settled on the two horns on the man's forehead.

It has two three-inch-long red dragon horns on its head, and its aura belongs to the water dragon. It also has the ability to transform dragon thunder. Where else could it come from besides the Five Streams Dragon Palace?
Li Qing has already met three dragon princes.

One of them was the arrogant dragon prince from the Wuxi Pavilion banquet years ago, who had once escorted Li Qing. He was not very old, but was extremely favored.

One is the Dragon Prince who presided over the grand ceremony on the battlefield. Even when the Dragon King was not present, he had already gained control of a certain amount of power in the Five Streams Dragon Palace and had already established his power.
The third place went to Uncle Cai Shui, who was sent to guard the waters outside Wuxi.

Every dragon prince has an extraordinary performance in the Purple Palace, and this person is no exception.

Dragons are known for their promiscuity, and their offspring are numerous and powerful. No wonder the Five Streams Dragon Palace has developed so rapidly!

"It's you?" The dragon prince stopped firing his gun with one hand, his vertical pupils between his helmet scrutinizing Li Qing from head to toe, as if assessing the strength of both sides.

Chu Li was not a direct descendant of the Dragon Palace, but rather a dragon-dragon. He attained the essence of a water dragon in the Five Streams and ascended to the Purple Mansion before being qualified to return to the Dragon Marsh.

Since the Dragon Palace Prince was unable to participate in this battle, he was chosen to represent the Dragon Palace in confronting the southwestern regions.

He dared not dream of winning the final battle, but defeating one or two Dao Seeds and obtaining some famous artifacts and authority in the Dragon Palace would not be bad.

"Ghost Prince? I've heard he's protected by something extraordinary!"

"But, why not give it a try?"

Chu Li's eyes flickered, showing some interest. He had heard of the name of that Ghostly Gentleman, Li Qing. Unfortunately, now that they had met on a narrow path, it would be a loss of face to retreat for no reason.

It's not impossible to fight with all our might!

In the blink of an eye, Li Qing understood what this person meant.

In that case, Li Qing slightly raised his right hand from his sleeve and immediately unleashed a Five Peaks Handprint, causing the Netherworld Runes to fall. The Netherworld Light covered more than ten feet and came from the shape of the handprint. As soon as it approached Chu Lilongzi, it transformed into the Five Sacred Mountains of Yinshan and fell down together.

When two people meet on a narrow path, the one who strikes first wins!
Beneath the illusory image of Yinshan Mountain, the Dragon Son Spear pierced the lightning, its purple and blue hues intertwined, resembling a vast net of thunder crashing upwards towards Yinshan. At the same time, the gleaming silver spear was wreathed in secret power to break through the Zhenwei seal with a single strike.

The moment the two collided, Li Qing's sleeves billowed in the wind, and a precious banner rose into the sky, adorned with the tassels of a soul banner, inscribed with bells and tripods, ascending ninety-six feet, its swirling presence awe-inspiring.

As Li Qing threw it, the enormous Soul Banner fell from the sky, surrounded by overwhelming spiritual pressure, and struck the dragon prince.

Regardless of the dense thunder and the dazzling divine light that shattered the magic, the moment this precious banner fell, it was as heavy as Mount Tai, forcing the man to immediately draw his spear and retreat to temporarily avoid its sharp edge.

A terrifying force crashed onto the red sand, and the aftershocks of the shockwave, along with the soul pressure, swept over Chu Li, knocking him over. It took him quite a while to regain his balance.

But after the Soul Banner, the rain came again, and in the boundless cloud and rain domain, a chilling aura rose, as if to hunt him down here.

There's absolutely no room for leniency!

Li Qingxing knew that he had to finish the battle quickly. If the opponent was too strong to fight, Li Qingxing would definitely take Yunyu Domain and flee far away.

But the other party was merely a dragon prince, and this dragon prince's aura seemed to be hovering only at the threshold of the Purple Mansion Foundation...

when!
The booming sound of metal clashing rang out, and Li Qing pointed his right finger, and the Four Gods and Eight Demons appeared on the paper, manifesting their forms from the clouds and rain.

The silver-armored general, clad in armor, swung his arm to strike the gleaming silver lightning spear. The immense force caused Chu Li's tiger's mouth to go numb upon contact. The flying general spread his wings in the sky, stirring up a whirlwind of yin winds. A deluge of funeral paper rained down from the sky, and his wings slashed down like ghostly blades, delivering another terrifying blow.

The faceless madman treads on red sand, and two talismans on his body manifest with the Earth Script Ding Book, hooking into the void above and connecting to the earth below, transforming into six mountains facing the sea, and the image of slaying giant rats and killing the king.

The demons stretched out their hands, the ghostly talismans flickered, and a sinister aura spread as they attacked all at once.

One point and a swarm comes rushing in, encircling and annihilating them from all sides.

This is a method to exorcise spirits—it refers to utterly destroying them!
Chu Lilongzi's vertical pupils trembled, and the veins on his forehead bulged. He was about to lose control of his blood and qi, and he could no longer suppress it.
With a resounding roar, the long dragon's cry echoed across the battlefield, and amidst the swirling thunderclouds, a crimson and azure dragon, nearly a hundred feet long, materialized from the clouds.

The great dragon twisted and turned, first soaring high into the air, and before it even entered the low sky, it flipped over and swooped down towards the red sandy land. This up-and-down movement was only about a hundred feet long, stirring up a misty fog. The entire red sandy land was transformed into a vast, undulating swamp.

With a single undulation by Chu Lilongzi, the earth within a radius of ten miles was overturned, and soil and rocks were swept up, as if the soil had turned into water and the ground into a river. The vast land was transformed into hundreds of acres of waves. The earth dragon turned over for more than ten miles and buried all the ravenous beasts underground!

What a clever little trick to mediate between water and soil!

Seeing that half of the Dharma Domain had been destroyed by the earth dragon, Linglong Changzhu lightly lifted her skirt, lightly touched her toes and gracefully jumped away, retreating to a distance. Linglong Changzhu chuckled and raised her hand to grab the Soul Banner of No Clothes.

He wielded a 96-foot-long banner without clothes and threw it towards the center of the ghost realm. The yin spirit and soul pressure merged together, like Mount Tai pressing down. The immense soul pressure subdued the turbulent earth veins in an instant.

Top-tier soul-path magical artifacts possess immense power, even those with Purple Mansion Divine Power find them difficult to withstand.

Moreover, it also has the blessing of the ghost realm.

Before the horde could retreat, Chu Li's crimson dragon body struck the high heavens and vanished in an instant. However, the vast sky was an illusion, while the ghostly realm of clouds and rain was the real reality.

He thought he had created a distance of tens of thousands of feet and reached a safe zone, but under the distortion of the clouds and rain in the sky, he had only escaped by a little over two thousand feet.

With his five senses clouded, the Southern Bright Fire Star suddenly rose behind him. The scorching crimson flames suddenly blazed up from behind Chu Lilongzi, and as his dragon eyes widened in horror, a series of violent explosions followed.

A scorching wave of heat swept across the heavens and earth, and the hordes of monsters swarmed up. But before they could get close, a powerful surge of Heavenly Profound Qi shot into the sky and instantly transformed into a hundred-foot-long blade that cleaved through the clouds.

The Five Ghosts' Great Handprint descended, imprinting the dragon's body, which had fallen from the clouds, into the red sand.

These techniques were used in quick succession, within a few breaths; after three to five rounds, the battle was decided.

But the dragon was truly tenacious. The Xuan Yuan Qi Blade tore through the dragon's scales, staining the earth with its precious blood. Yet the dragon son grew increasingly violent, his vertical pupils filled with blood vessels. His earth-shattering dragon roar was accompanied by a raging thunder, making him even more troublesome than before.

Li Qing walked slowly from a distance, his right hand beckoning to summon the Myriad Souls Banner. He then raised the banner's talisman and threw it at the dragon that was writhing on the ground. In an instant, the banner rose up, covering the sky like a shroud for the dragon, trapping it inside and rendering it unable to move.

At this moment, the young Taoist walked lightly, taking three or five steps to reach Chu Lilongzi in front of him before raising his hand to take the spirit dragon purple coin into his palm.

Second Spirit Dragon Purple Coin, obtained!

At this point, Li Qing no longer needed to hide her strength.

How long and enduring is the primordial Qi of his Qi Channel, which is generated by the symbiotic Ghost Spine?

His yin acupoints, which had been expanded by the long-term invasion of the Ghost Mother's profound yin energy, made his primordial qi several times that of ordinary people, and its quality was also extremely high. Li Qing's whole body was like a small sea of ​​qi and wind acupoints, and he never lacked primordial qi in battles with people of the same level.

This swift and decisive action caused those watching from the sidelines of Dragon Island to instantly stand up and all turn to look at the Dragon Lord.

It was both an incredulity at this person's sudden radicalism and a test of the Dragon King's attitude towards the Dragon Prince's downfall.

This Youhuangzi is too decisive and resolute; he's completely different from the person he was before.

"This guy... he definitely hid his strength before."

"In the battle a few days ago, I never saw him with such abundant primordial energy. The swarm of madmen hunting and the ghost master killing were quite a clever combination."

"The scholars and soldiers of the Southern Academy are most adept at this kind of coordination, this one..."

(End of this chapter)