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Chapter 882: Chapter 275: Contest of Foundations – The Princess Consort Wishes to Leave Dao City, Has the Underworld Let You Off in the Book of Life and Death? [Vote for Monthly Ticket]_4

This was none other than Ji Moli’s renowned Martial Saint martial arts—Ten Thousand Dragons Subduing Gods!

Li Che had a strong feeling that Ji Moli must have already elevated this martial art to the level of Divine Seed Martial Arts.

Just like his Myriad Transformations Dragon Elephant, it had long since undergone transformation.

Boom——!!!

In the courtyard, Martial Dao Wills clashed, terrifying currents raged, and turbulent streams howled wildly.

After an unknown amount of time, the chaos gradually subsided and returned to unity.

“Who are you?”

“This King… will find you.”

Ji Moli’s Martial Saint Will flickered uncertainly, leaving behind this one sentence before finally bursting apart and dissipating.

Li Che gripped the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword. Just activating the sharpness of this blade was already extraordinary.

With a flick of his finger, the sword’s body emitted a brilliant hum.

The ink-colored sword matched harmoniously with Li Che’s dark robe.

Holding the Sword Artifact, Li Che’s aura shifted completely. Within the Inner Scene of his Energy Center, the Sword Qi resounded sharply…

The Six Desires Evil Extermination Pure Yang Sword Technique!

Li Che began cultivating this supreme Divine Seed Martial Art!

To realize the planting of Divine Seed Martial Arts in all Eight Extraordinary Meridians, Li Che could not afford to slack.

Buzzing—

Suddenly.

Li Che’s sword practice movements slowly came to a halt, Sword Qi wreaking havoc, shredding the air in the courtyard.

Before him, a mass of shadows crept forth, slowly emerging from the ground.

“Greetings, my lord.”

It was none other than the Shadow Guard Master Jushen, who had devoured Martial Saint Su Wenxi, elevating his aura to the Supreme Grandmaster realm of Three Flowers Atop.

This Shadow Guard Master Jushen had been tasked by Li Che to surveil the Dragon Queen Consort Ao Yuxin.

For this Dragon Queen Consort, Li Che harbored an unwavering intent to kill.

No matter her ambiguous relationship with You Liqing, Li Che was unfazed.

If You Liqing’s Jushen were to plead for mercy, at most… he could grant the Dragon Queen Consort one opportunity for Jushen. Whether she could grasp it or not would be up to her.

“What is it?”

Li Che loosely held the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword and asked indifferently.

The Shadow Guard Master Jushen bowed deeply in reverence, “My lord… the Chaos King’s Princess Consort plans to leave Qianyuan Dao City with the Little Dragon Girl, Ao Qingqing, on the day of the Qianyuan Divine Sect Master’s Direct Disciple Examination’s third stage, Temple Guardian Trial.”

Li Che’s fingers brushed the blade of the Prison Lotus Yin God Sword.

The long sword let out a piercing wail.

The Sword Qi radiated a murderous aura!

“They wish to use the Temple Guardian Trial as cover to secretly escape…”

“However…”

“Their names are already on the Book of Life and Death.”

“Has the Underworld permitted their departure?”

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After long rains, the skies cleared, revealing a new and invigorating world. The wind, mist, grass, and trees now brimmed with vitality.

Starting from the Qingming Festival, there had been three days of continuous rain, which finally ceased. The azure sky was pristine, and white clouds drifted lazily.

Radiant sunlight poured down from above, illuminating the freshly washed willows, their tips sparkling clean.

Qianyuan Dao City, southern district.

An area that had been sealed off was now opened to the public.

One of the two Four Royal Mysterious Temples of Qianyuan Dao City, the [Nine-Foot Slay Evil and Subdue Demons Tianpeng Mysterious Temple], was located here.

The Daoist Master Mansion, the Temple Control Bureau, the Qintian Observatory, as well as the four great thousand-year-old noble families—Su, Yun, Zhou, and Zhong—each sent powerful figures to guard this place.

On most days, this area within a ten-mile radius of the Mysterious Temple was restricted, strictly off-limits to ordinary individuals.

However, today, because the third stage of the Temple Guardian Trial was being held here, the area was temporarily opened, drawing much of Qianyuan Dao City’s martial world toward the southern district in a frenzy.

The main roads of Qianyuan Dao City were immediately congested with carriages, leaving no space for movement.

The Four Royal Mysterious Temples—there were those who might never even catch a glimpse of one in their lifetime.

Thus, many rushed here, not for the Temple Guardian Trial, but simply for a chance to glimpse the Four Royal Mysterious Temples.

Three miles away from the Tianpeng Mysterious Temple, Divine Envoys from the Temple Control Bureau were stationed to cordon off the area. Three miles inwards was the closest anyone from the martial world or noble families could approach.

Two generals from the four great camps of the Divine Guard Army were present: East Camp General Yuan Wuji and South Camp General She Longdao.

The two commanded roughly a thousand men from the Divine Guard Army, tasked with maintaining order and security.

Yun Family Mansion.

The Yun Family Patriarch, Yun Sanxiao, an elderly matriarch, held Yun E’s hand as they slowly stepped out and boarded the luxurious carriage the Family Head, Yun He, had prepared early before the mansion.

Yun He did not share the same carriage with them but instead followed in a Flood Dragon Horse-drawn carriage behind, moving with the procession.

They headed toward the Tianpeng Temple in the southern part of the city.

Inside the carriage, the Yun Family Patriarch, Divine Fetus Practitioner Yun Sanxiao, gently rubbed Yun E’s head and smiled: “Do not put too much pressure on yourself. Reaching this point and joining the third stage of the Taibai God’s Direct Disciple Examination already proves your excellence…”

“Even if you fail, the Inner Sect Elders of the Divine Sect will compete to take you as their disciple…”

“You have already seized control of your own destiny…”

Yun E, upon hearing these words, stared blankly upward.

“But grandmother still hopes you can give it your all. After all, this is about the Yun Family’s fate. Since you’ve come this far, take the chance and gamble on it. Have you thoroughly practiced everything I’ve taught you over the past three days?”

Yun E nodded, her lips pressed tightly together.

Learning that she had now gained control over her destiny, her heart couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

Mother…

Yun E… has not let you down.

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Spring Pavilion.

Outside the inn, a cultivator from Wushen Mountain, shrouded entirely in a black robe, slowly stood up.

The door creaked open.

Jin Taixui had changed into an extremely loose ceremonial robe, the Junior Witch robe of Wushen Mountain, adorned with a variety of patterns.

Another aged cultivator from Wushen Mountain took a bowl filled with white paint. Dipping two fingers into the paint, this Divine Fetus Practitioner began chanting under his breath.

As he chanted, he painted patterns upon Jin Taixui’s face.