I Have A Qi Fortune Altar-Chapter 717 - 454 Daoist, Chen Yuan!_2

Jiang He’s gaze grew increasingly solemn, and beneath his mask, his face had already begun to pale, for to conjure such a great commotion came with a price.

Especially when dealing with a bona fide expert from the Supreme List, an even greater sacrifice was demanded.

He estimated that at most, he could hold out for a quarter of an hour before his endurance would collapse...

He had no idea how things were faring on Chen Yuan’s side, or whether Senior Moluo had escaped from his predicament...

Jiang He wasn’t in good condition, and neither were the Daoists like Chu Changfeng, Li Suqing, and Yang Huatian. They were barely holding on, even though the Innate Five Elements Array Flag was powerful.

It was capable of staunchly resisting an undefeated True Monarch.

But they faced only one True Monarch.

At the moment, encircling and attacking them, apart from that powerful individual from the Royal Family, were another eight Yang Transformation Immortals taking turns to strike, causing the entire void to tremble ceaselessly.

Sword Qi and Sword Light filled the skies, and the long halberds and Divine Axes demonstrated their might.

Beyond them, the Heavenly Demon Hall’s prisoners, Demon Lords like Song Zhilun and Chi Lian, were also reluctantly holding off the attacks of five Immortals with some difficulty through various means.

As for those peripheral members of the Taoist Divine Palace below, they had basically perished completely.

Jingtai, who was firmly protected by the Imperial Guard and the Heavenly Patrol Guard, maintained a tranquil expression, though he no longer bore his earlier composure. It had been nearly a quarter of an hour since the fight had started.

Yet the battle did not end.

One could imagine how many martial artists from Jianghu were paying attention to this battle. If they could not achieve a swift victory, the face of the imperial court would be lost.

And indeed, it would mark the beginning of the imperial court’s decline from today onward, just as previously mentioned...

"Quick resolution!"

Jingtai spoke.

Golden light intertwined with profound dark light clashed, fused, and contested each other. Chen Yuan stood at a distance, watching the changes with a weighty gaze, praying in his heart for success.

Otherwise...

The years of planning by the Taoist Divine Palace would turn into nothing but a dream.

Finally, nearly eighty-one breaths had passed, and the activity on the Demon Suppression Stone Gate began to fade away. The Nine Profound Talisman disappeared, and the densely packed sacred scripts also vanished.

Chen Yuan took a deep breath, placed his hands on the Stone Gate, and gently lifted it.

It moved!

With his formidable strength, Chen Yuan lifted the Stone Gate, finally revealing the scene inside; his pupils instantly constricted.

Before him was a series of noble golden lights enveloping the area, akin to a myriad of dragons spiraling, and at the very center, an illusory figure sat cross-legged atop a lotus.

An ageless monk in his early twenties sat there, exuding an overpowering sense of antiquity as if time itself was flowing before him.

Lines of golden dragons continually swirled around the young monk, polishing his aura.

And the identity of this young monk became apparent.

The founder of the Taoist Divine Palace, suspected to be an Earth Immortal at the level of Refining Void and Entering Dao from the Sixth Realm, the Demon Monk Moluo!!!

"Senior Moluo?"

Chen Yuan tentatively called out, his voice slightly hesitant for he didn’t know what to do next. The Daoists of the Taoist Divine Palace had only instructed him on how to break through the Demon Suppression Pass and did not inform him on how to awaken the seemingly slumbering Senior Moluo. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Seeing that the cross-legged Senior Moluo offered no response, Chen Yuan inhaled deeply and drew the Emperor Slaughter Saber, cautiously approaching what was believed to be the Dragon Vein Energy.

He held his breath in anticipation.

It was not his first encounter with Dragon Vein Energy; in fact, during his breakthrough to Reach Profound, the opportunity that guided him was the Dragon Vein Energy from the Dragon Tiger Sect, forcibly extracted with a Dragon Scale.

But this energy was somehow different from the one before him.

He did not feel an affinity with this Dragon Vein Energy, uncertain whether it was due to the lack of guided opportunity or the absence of something to assist in its extraction.

It was also possible that the energies from Dragon Tiger Mountain were remnants of a fractured Dragon Vein, while the energy before him was that of a complete, intact Dragon Vein.

In that moment, Chen Yuan pondered many things.

Refocusing his spirit, Chen Yuan turned his gaze back to Moluo. His eyes flashed with resolve as he slowly reached out to touch the Dragon Vein Energy. Surprisingly,

the Dragon Vein did not reject him; he easily merged with it.

As Chen Yuan made contact with the Dragon Vein, the illusory figure of Moluo slightly moved his eyelids, but Chen Yuan did not notice, as he was drawing closer.

But then his body stiffened, and he remained in place.

An ethereal and ancient voice echoed in his ear:

"You... have come?"

Chen Yuan was startled and immediately looked up at Senior Moluo seated on the lotus above. Moluo was now watching him with a faint smile, radiating immense antiquity.

It was as if he had truly seen through everything in the world, comprehending the myriad sufferings of all beings.

The emotions contained in that gaze were very... complex.

Chen Yuan felt as though he was seeing himself, and yet also a stranger.

Instinctively, he asked:

"Senior Moluo, do you recognize me?"

However, as soon as the words left his mouth, he realized the answer; it had been mentioned by Su Ziyue that she initially went to Nanling Prefecture due to Senior Moluo’s guidance.

Of course, he was recognized.

"No, but the poor monk recognizes it," Moluo said, raising a finger. The Heavenly Book Fragment in Chen Yuan’s hand immediately flew out, landing in Moluo’s hand.

"Chen Yuan, is it?"

"Yes."

"Was it the Daoist of the Seven Emotions or the Daoist Qing who gave you this item?"

"Daoist Qing."

Chen Yuan answered truthfully.

Moluo looked at the Heavenly Book Fragment in his hand and smiled, passing it gently back to Chen Yuan, and whispered:

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