The Path to Immortality Begins with the Life-Extending Lamp

Chapter 174 The Fierce Battle
In the vast expanse of red sand, the image of a nine-headed dragon rose from the earth.

This ferocious beast had nine heads, its body coiled like cotton, covered in five-colored scales, with forked antlers, scales, and purple lightning. Its eighteen vertical pupils were fixed in the air, and its chilling dragon breath churned red clouds. Its nine enormous heads hung down, and flames blazed and shimmered with golden light...

The nine mountain dragon heads drooped down, exhaling breath like scorching flames. When stretched to their limit, they could hold five mountains, grasp eight seas, pluck stars and embrace the moon, encompassing all directions in one gulp.

The nine-headed celestial dragon's form stirred violently, purple lightning swirling around its horns, and fiery clouds billowing around its ribbons. Its nine enormous heads converged forward, instantly obstructing all directions. The five directions of the Daoist path were caught in the magnetic gravity domain and had no way to avoid it, when they were struck head-on by the dragon.

"hold head high……"

The Nine-Headed Heavenly Dragon's Dharma Form was rampant. In the distance, the nine dragons under the Dragon Lord's throne, stimulated by this dragon energy, instantly transformed into hundred-zhang-long flood dragons and went on a rampage. The wild energy and surging blood and qi stirred up endless red sand and yellow mist.

All the magical power of the Daoist was swept up by this wild dragon energy, and it was as if their spiritual consciousness was covered by dust. Their magical power was restrained, and their circulation was difficult and stagnant. How could they raise their energy?

Such a form, with its malevolent appearance, bows its head and bites, accompanied by thunder and fire that can be clearly heard even a hundred miles away!
Li Qing felt a chill run down his spine upon seeing this. He raised his arm and pointed with one finger, and the Yellow Turban Warriors, with all six arms raised, charged forward to meet the falling dragon head ...

The three Yellow Heaven Warriors clenched their fists, and twelve paper shards transformed into paper wings that circled around them. The three-zhang-long paper wings slapped the ground left and right, and with the force of the impact, Li Qing leaped out of the half-sunken red sand and escaped. In the hazy clouds and rain, he soared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Even though those creatures each had a dragon head with thunder horns and spitting flames, he merely shook the Soul Banner in his hand, and the "Unclothed Soldier Killing Diagram" fell to the ground.

But the banners fluttered wildly, like a black ribbon of chaos, and when they were rolled up over the dragon's head, the murderous aura of a hundred calamities erupted.

Thus, the dark red aura of the Six Deadly Fiends and Hundred Fiends seemed to surge skyward like streaks of blood and evil, clashing with the streaks of lightning and fire.

When you come, flames and clouds roll up crimson energy; when he comes, calamities and thunder roar. In this red sand battlefield, all sorts of colored lights collide at speeds too fast for the naked eye to see. The aftershocks of these collisions finally begin to tear apart this magnetic gravity field.

This side suppresses the calamity, that side reveals the true path; the Milky Way reverses and obliterates the body; the icy soul's cold light extinguishes the seven meridians; it fights fiercely with the nine-headed heavenly dragon, binding its head.

Above the even higher heavens, auspicious clouds churned and rolled, suddenly a thousand-foot-long cloud dragon's giant claw descended, pressing the nine-headed heavenly dragon completely into the red sand of the earth's veins.

The Nine Dragons of the Dragon-Taming Lord stirred again, but Daoist Yi, relying on the True Scriptures of the Great Dao, stopped them all. He subdued the Black Dragon with his hand, rode on a cloud dragon, and used the chains of the Great Dao to restrain the Ghost Dragon and suppress the Crimson Dragon...

Until the battle with the nine dragons reached its most intense point, Daoist Yi stomped his foot on the ground, and the magnetic gravity of the Yuan magnet increased to eighteen thousand times, causing the nine dragons to wail and fall to the ground in despair. Such Yuan magnet power was a terrifying force that could penetrate flesh and bones and directly reach every internal organ and every inch of spinal cord.

The four directions, up and down, are called the universe; the past and present are called the cosmos; and one of the most fundamental principles that transcends the universe is force, which has its own name!

The indiscriminate attack of the magnetic field, which is 18,000 times stronger than the magnetic field, is enough to crush a dragon with an extraordinary physical body, but the attack on the six Dao seeds is even more direct.

Behold, all the Daoist paths, once a stronghold of the Dharma Domain, were now covered in blood. The boundless gravity descended, rendering even the protective auras of the Daoist paths unable to withstand it. Even Daoist Yi himself was bleeding from his mouth, eyes, ears, nose, and seven orifices, let alone others.
As Qingqiu Yajun's golden hair flamboyantly flared, she involuntarily let out a "yo!" and transformed on the spot into a six-tailed fragrant fox the size of a small mountain. Her immortal body and demonic form were combined, but even so, her internal organs still burned with pain.

When Zongzi Yangjue encountered a fatal crisis, he withdrew all his magic and plunged headlong into the Weak Water Heavenly River. The water transformed into a secluded spring, so even though the Yuan magnetic gravity was terrifying, the Weak Water was formless and the river had no constant flow, which could reduce most of the damage.

Li family patriarch Wei Leng clicked his tongue, extinguished a protective talisman, and created a three-dimensional barrier that barely managed to reduce the oppressive force within...

"Tsk! Fellow Daoist, your spellcasting is truly... indiscriminate, friend or foe."

A clear sigh suddenly came from between the gravel.

However, after a paper figure was stained with blood and replaced with a substitute, the torrent of paper pieces ignored the magnetic force of the field and drifted down to the three golden warriors who had been overturned to the ground.

The white paper fluttered and scattered, eventually gathering to form the image of Li Qing, a gentleman with a lotus crown and cloud robe, starry eyes and a handsome face, and a body of vital energy.

Li Qing used the Cloud and Rain Domain and the Yellow Heaven Treasure Light from the three Yellow Turban Warriors to barely repel the gravity field a few feet away from him, gaining a little breathing space.

At this moment, looking down at the ascetic not far away, who was riding a red dragon, carrying a blue dragon in his side, and pressing down on the dragon's horns with his palm, he didn't know whether to sigh or scold him...

This Daoist Yi's domain of power seemed to be able to suppress even himself. At this moment, seeing the dragons collapse, Daoist Yi was also bleeding from his mouth and nose, under great pressure. How could it be that he injured the enemy a thousand, but lost eight hundred of his own?

Although the Law Domain is powerful, using it in this way is really too stupid!

"Humph."

The other Daoists were not going to tolerate this Third Emperor Dao Child. He was a Yuan Magnetic Heavy Domain cultivator, an Outer Realm cultivator. Since he had repeatedly acted recklessly, who could tolerate it?

Suddenly, a precious light appeared in the sky, and in an instant, a Heavenly Thunder Shuttle broke through the air, traversing the sky for tens of thousands of feet in the blink of an eye. It struck Daoist Yi on the back, causing his protective light to crack and the Dao patterns that evolved around his body to be destroyed.

A violent bolt of lightning grazed his back, instantly leaving a bloody mess. Even the crimson dragon beneath his feet had its tail severed by the aftershock of the attack, letting out a ferocious roar.

This treasure shuttle possesses terrifying power, almost surpassing all other magical treasures!
who is it?

The group of people, who were secretly angry, looked over at the cold snort and saw the Li family patriarch wipe the blood from his lips and coldly recall the huge lightning shuttle to protect himself.

"Whether it's a contest of magic or cultivation, you lack understanding of human relationships. Since you only know how to cultivate diligently, you shouldn't have participated in this kind of competition." "Wouldn't it be better to honestly cultivate your forbidden domain in the mountains?"

This member of the Li family clan seemed to know the Third Prince very well, pointing his finger at him and scolding him for his extremely low combat intelligence.

He even took direct action, using a powerful thunder weapon to injure Daoist Yi, thereby weakening the magnetic gravity within the domain.

As soon as she finished speaking, the majestic red sand earth suddenly bulged up again. The six fox spirits appeared, their four feet treading on the void, their six tails transforming. They grabbed the earth with both hands and lifted it up, turning the area within a ten-mile radius into a carpet. Everyone in it was lifted up and torn to pieces!
Then came a series of howling sounds, as if its fur had been pricked up. Terrifying magic orbs condensed from the mouth of the six-tailed Heavenly Fragrance Fox's Dharma form. Each orb was nearly several feet in diameter and exploded whole into the red sand earth with a thunderous roar, instantly engulfing the vast land...

A free-for-all among six, with only one victor; everyone is an opponent.

In the blink of an eye, the balance of power shifted, and the target of suppression changed from Lord Huanlong to Daoist Yi Xuan.

However, the worst news was that, not far behind Li Qing, that wild and terrifying aura from the depths of the earth rose up again in the blink of an eye.
The red sand scattered all over the ground was instantly blown away, and the nine huge dragon heads were raised again, looking down at the nine dragons that were being suppressed by Yi Daoren.

"You're quite capable, cultivating such a magnetic gravity field!"

The dragon-headed celestial being, as imposing as a mountain, resounded and let out a cold laugh.

The next moment, the nine dragon heads were raised high, and the boundless flames and dragon breath transformed into a sea of ​​crimson clouds, repelling the immense gravity and allowing the nine dragons to escape.

The four black dragons, with their sharp teeth, peered out from the clouds and unleashed a burst of precious light. The Yi Wood Vine Dragon, with its life-giving power, gave rise to countless plants and trees... In the blink of an eye, the nine dragons erupted, making it impossible for Daoist Yi to suppress them any longer.

At this moment, none of the cultivators held back any longer, each unleashing their precious light in a fierce battle, reaching the most frenzied point of their lives.

On Longze Island, the guests looked at each other, holding their breath and trying to see every detail clearly.

By this point, no one dared to offer any commentary!
Even Yin Shen Zhenren and Guanzhu-level Grand Masters could not accurately predict the changes involved.

Dragon Control Divine Power - Nine-Headed Heavenly Dragon Transformation; using oneself as an axis to manipulate a gravitational field with a radius of ten thousand feet; the true form of the Qingqiu Fox Demon; the Thunder Dao's powerful treasure shuttle...

Those revealed trump cards are no longer something they can casually comment on!
Several Daoist disciples in green and blue robes from Lin Yuan Mountain gathered together, nervously watching the water curtain. They couldn't believe that Daoist Li Qing could actually last so long, and that he really had the strength to compete for the last seat.

At the same time, he was puzzled. The techniques in Li Qing's hands, such as the Soul Banner of No Clothes, the Yellow Turban Warrior, and the Seven Star Crown, seemed to have nothing to do with the Tiannan Temple. However, the paper wings that the Twelve Rampaging Gods turned into after being crushed seemed to have some roots in the Fog Man Technique of the Mountain Ghost Law.

"Li...Senior Brother, what's wrong with him?"

Suddenly, Lan Qingyu exclaimed in surprise and pointed at the water curtain.

Everyone raised an eyebrow and focused their attention even more on the dome-shaped water curtain.

The six Dao Seeds were locked in fierce combat, displaying their supernatural powers in a dazzling display of colors.

At the height of the fierce battle, the Weak Water Heavenly River suddenly surged up, attempting to sweep Li Qing into the depths of the Nether Spring; and the Abyss Ghost Dragon, smelling the Xuan Yin aura on Li Qing's body, greedily turned its head, grinning and licking its teeth.

Immediately afterwards, an even more terrifying magnetic gravity domain descended from the void. By this moment, the extreme pressure had begun to distort this space, and golden script characters began to appear in the depths of the void, as if to reveal the mysteries of the infinite void to everyone.

However, the paper behind Li Qing suddenly disintegrated, intertwining with the clouds and rain, transforming into a torrential rain of paper that drifted endlessly. Undeterred by the impending arrival of all laws, he somersaulted and disappeared into the illusion.

Only a cold, silvery-gray light flickered in his eyes as he looked up at the high heavens. This glance pierced through the ages of ancient history and broke through the barrier between yin and yang; it was a call to the netherworld!

"So this is what a mid-grade Dharma Domain is..."

The battlefield is now completely out of control.

However, the ghost realm, which contains rules and laws, is not limited to just that one path.

As this deep sigh arose, the entire battlefield suddenly dimmed, as if a veil of shadow had been cast over the land.

The originally oppressive and heavy Yuan Magnetic Domain ignored the protective treasure light and Yuan Qi, suppressed the Yuan Spirit Magic Power of all the Dao, and constantly pressured the Dao Seeds' bodies, making it almost impossible for the Linglong Cloud and Rain Domain to expand, and it could only hover a few feet around Li Qing.

But at that moment, an even more terrifying domain descended from the sky, its boundless, eerie light seemingly eroded by the black waters of the River of the Underworld, instantly engulfing the entire world.

Deep, terrifying, twisted, tyrannical... countless negative emotions climbed up from the depths of the cultivators' hearts until the dark light completely obscured the sun, and the terrifying aura from the Netherworld finally descended as a vortex.

At that moment, the Weak Water Sect disciple's pupils dilated violently, and he abruptly raised his head, staring incredulously at the aura emanating from the Netherworld...

(End of this chapter)