Relying on intuition, he narrowly avoided the attack of the seven-colored beam.
But it was only narrowly avoided.
Next ti, he might not be able to evade it.
So there should not be a next ti.
What exactly is this seven-colored beam?
Is it the power emanating from the Undying Evil Venerable himself in the You ng Heaven?
He flashed into the courtyard, walking with his hands behind his back.
Zhu Lingyun, Chu Liezhao, and Leng Tieya began to ponder this question.
How exactly could they intercept the descending power of You ng Heaven?
Nurous spirit lights flashed through their minds rapidly, only to be discarded one by one.
All the martial arts they rembered flashed through and were abandoned one by one.
Covering the Undying Evil Venerable with the Dragon Soaring Bell to block the seven-colored beam?
Could the Dragon Soaring Bell withstand the power of this seven-colored beam?
If it really could, intuition wouldn’t have given him such a strong warning.
Intuition told him that the Dragon Soaring Bell wouldn’t be effective; it’s a unique secret technique and power the Dragon Soaring Bell cannot block.
...
Thousands of thoughts erged and vanished, eventually capturing a spirit light: Binding Dragon Rope.
The Binding Dragon Rope is an ancient miracle technique of the Dragon Subduing Sect, which also has a legacy in the Outer Heaven.
The Binding Dragon Rope is always used internally, but in fact, it can also be used externally.
However, if not used internally, the Binding Dragon Rope is sowhat worthless.
To subdue or trap soone, there’s no need for such trouble; sealing the acupuncture points directly would suffice.
If it was an ordinary Binding Dragon Rope, it would be ineffective against the seven-colored light.
But what about rit?
He smiled.
If it were before, he had the intention but not the strength to barely see the rit Golden Light and could only perform simple maneuvers.
Now it’s different.
Now he can see rit as water, easily maneuver and manipulate it, just like controlling True Yuan.
With a thought, the light of rit in the Demon Suppression Divine Palace entered his body, circulating in the ridians along the path of the Binding Dragon Rope.
After entering the ridians, this cluster of golden light rapidly transford.
Externally it was golden light, but in his eyes, it existed like a pool of autumn water.
Under insight, this pool of autumn water underwent bizarre changes, a strange pattern vaguely appeared.
Chu Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows.
Is this the core of the Binding Dragon Rope?
This strange pattern isn’t divine language, or he would have discovered its mystery long ago.
If that’s the case...
He thought again, a cluster of golden light in the Demon Suppression Divine Palace began to change.
Gradually forming a strange pattern.
He carefully compared the two, hardly any difference, aning their effects are almost identical.
Soon, dozens of clusters of rit Golden Light condensed into Binding Dragon Rope.
He condensed it within his body, plus those condensed in the Demon Suppression Divine Palace, totaling twelve Binding Dragon Ropes by rit.
The next mont, he disappeared from the courtyard, appearing in a mountain cave.
The cave a mile away from the Undying Evil Venerable Statue felt so close to him.
His hair stood on end, chills rushed up his spine, threatening to freeze him.
He vanished in an instant.
Simultaneously, the twelve Binding Dragon Ropes by rit fell onto the seven-colored light beam.
Twelve Binding Dragon Ropes almost simultaneously hit different positions of the seven-colored beam.
From low to high, almost every three ters, up to more than thirty ters high.
The next mont, the seven-colored light condensed into a small sword, instantly appearing where Chu Zhiyuan had been.
"Pop!" Countless small pits appeared where Chu Zhiyuan once stood.
Seven-colored light swirled in these pits, but did not dissipate.
Chu Zhiyuan saw this scene through Zhu Lingyun’s Insight and secretly sighed in relief.
Thank goodness the seven-colored light, though formidable, couldn’t find Zhu Lingyun directly through him.
The clone divine skills were truly wondrous, outsiders couldn’t sense the main body.
Zhu Lingyun appeared as an independent, complete soul in external perception, not like a puppet with strings.
Zhu Lingyun also saw through insight that the seven-colored beam was encircled by twelve rings, instantly dimming.
The seven-colored beam began to flicker, as if struggling, but the twelve rings brightened, seemingly forming twelve golden rings.
Chu Zhiyuan’s spirit was imdiately lifted.
Zhu Lingyun saw the golden light beneath the Undying Evil Venerable Statue beco rapid, clearly affected.
This indicated the thod was effective.
The twelve golden light rings didn’t dim with the flickering of the seven-colored beam but steadily encircled it, causing it to dim.
The Demon Suppression Divine Palace erged with another twelve Binding Dragon Ropes by rit.
The next mont, he disappeared again, appearing in another mountain cave.
Then vanished, flickered again, and changed positions several tis.
The seven-colored light didn’t form a small sword to attack, yet the feeling of danger grew more intense.
He kept changing positions.
anwhile, another twelve Binding Dragon Ropes encircled the seven-colored beam again.
Their positions were the sa as the previous twelve Binding Dragon Ropes, as if each added two ropes.
Aiming to avoid being snapped.
He shifted his figure and appeared in the small courtyard within the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
"Boom!"
A crack in the void erupted.
Above the Imperial Ancestral Temple, a sudden wild wind howled, blowing large swaths of clouds over the void above the temple.
Almost instantly, a thick covering of clouds ford, a hundred ters high.
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
...
Bolt after bolt of purple lightning flashed between the clouds, splitting the sky with countless gaps.
Court Honored Experts in the temple erged from their residences and looked up.
Chu Zhiyuan huddled in a small courtyard, looking up at the sky.
His hair no longer stood up, the chill had subsided.
Unexpectedly, the Imperial Ancestral Temple beca his best refuge.
If the temple wasn’t useful, he had planned to go to the Evil Suppressing Abyss.
If the Evil Suppressing Abyss wasn’t beneficial, he would head to the Heavenly Sword Peak, and if that wasn’t helpful, to the Phoenix Secret Land.
The Phoenix Secret Land had deep roots, likely able to withstand this danger.
If even the Phoenix Secret Land failed, he could only go to the Outer Heaven, to the Profound Yin Palace, or the Demon World of the Outer Heaven.
The Demon World specialized in spirit secret techniques, possessing unique treasures, possibly able to resist.
"Booming..."
Thunder roared, purple lightning flashed.
Gale force winds howled, fiercely flapping the flags atop the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
Several Court Honored Experts floated to the altar, securing their positions.
Others floated to the rooftop stone beasts, securing special positions.
A gentle brilliance unfolded, rising from a major temple, spreading to the void, thinner and thinner, floating upwards like a light veil.
Where the light veil went, the wind disappeared, and the clouds quickly dispersed.
The purple lightning and thunder faded away too.
In the blink of an eye, everything returned to normal.
The previous scene seed like an illusion, prompting the townspeople to marvel.
So many people couldn’t all hallucinate; the previous scene wasn’t an illusion.
"It was from the temple, right?"
"Mm, it was the temple."
"Indeed, it’s the temple, godly and extraordinary!"
"Able to scatter clouds and control thunder, truly formidable!"
"It’s a pity we can’t enter the temple and witness it."
"The temple isn’t for ordinary folk to tread upon; being further away is better!"
"Such an unusual phenonon, perhaps sothing strange occurred?"
"It’s hard to say."
...
Chu Zhiyuan, secluded in the courtyard, also saw the people’s discussions.
Judging by their expressions, they didn’t find it unusual, accepting the temple’s manifestation easily.
However, experts within the temple began to explore the earlier anomaly actively.
He flickered and disappeared, the next mont appearing atop a mountain peak.
A fresh breeze blew on his clothing and face, cool and pleasant.
He smiled.
The threat was removed.
Through Zhu Lingyun’s perspective, the seven-colored beam dimd considerably.
The golden light at the brow of the Undying Evil Venerable Statue faded too.
The feeling was not as ominous as before.
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