A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 630: Chapter 493: True Immortal Relics

The pitch-black True Dragon’s Blood trembled violently, with a resounding dragon’s roar echoing through the heavens and earth.

Even Lu Qian and other Foundation Establishment Cultivators could feel the space trembling, with invisible ripples turning tangible. Above the True Dragon’s Blood, a large distortion in the space was manifesting.

A rift in this heaven and earth was opening.

Miaomiao Profound Monarch’s face changed dramatically, and he immediately retreated with two Nascent Souls in the opposite direction.

His physical body had just been sent by the two Nascent Souls of the Xuanwei Sect, and upon returning his Primordial Spirit, he couldn’t afford to catch his breath and headed straight here, only to find he was still a step too late!

The True Dragon Celestial Monarch is about to descend. It might not be too late to run now, but staying certainly is!

The Qinglian Sect’s Nascent Soul, who had been flying while trying to contact the deceased Guan Tuo, immediately turned to flee upon seeing the situation.

In the Hidden Dragon Stream, everyone was also fleeing out in a swarm. Yuan Xu Spirit Monarch retracted the Profound Turtle Hidden Six into his arms, and the Deep Blue Water Element enveloped several Golden Cores as they dashed out.

Xi Chan Daoist also let out a strange cry, leaving behind a shout: ”Retreat quickly!” The Golden Toad beneath him shot backwards with a boom, then chased after their Spirit Monarch.

Lu Qian naturally didn’t need to be told; he had already led the Yunshan Sect’s members in a full retreat.

Meanwhile, Meng Chi True Monarch let out a maddened laugh, standing beneath the Blood Pearl, staring obsessively at the expanding spatial ripples.

A thousand-zhang space passage was forming, and the descent of the master was inevitable. Why pay attention to these insects fleeing everywhere?

The master only needs to blow, and they will turn to dust!

After turning over a mountain, looking at the already appearing huge black blotch in the sky, Lu Qian suddenly halted.

”Everyone retreat from here, wait for my news at Meihua Square!”

”Junior Brother!” Jiang Qingfeng exclaimed, but Lu Qian sternly commanded, ”Retreat, Wu Yan, take everyone and retreat!”

”I have my own plans here.”

”If I don’t return, go to Minglong Mountain to find Senior Brother Wang Yu!”

Things were changing in an instant, and I still underestimated Meng Chi True Monarch’s power. Even if I called upon the four sects to gather, it ultimately could not stop the Celestial Monarch from descending.

Although I gathered the Yunshan Sect’s strongest forces, it was to assist the four sects against Meng Chi True Monarch, only able to contend with a Nascent Soul level Meng Chi True Monarch.

With Meng Chi borrowing the True Dragon’s Blood to enhance to Primordial Spirit, we couldn’t handle it, not to mention now that the True Dragon Celestial Monarch is about to descend!

The only course of action now is to retreat everyone, possibly retaining the Yunshan Sect’s vitality to the greatest extent.

I am already on Meng Chi True Monarch’s list, escaping is not an option, only executing the final plan remains.

That is to directly meet the Celestial Monarch, report the details of how I once eradicated a remnant soul of the Miao Fa Celestial Monarch and was branded by Miao Fa Celestial Monarch. Perhaps with this stance, the Celestial Monarch might spare me.

This is the last hope.

Lu Qian no longer looked back, soared into the sky, and re-entered the Hidden Dragon Stream!

Wu Yan almost bit down on her silver teeth, pulling Jiang Qingfeng, who was shouting loudly and struggling desperately, with Yang Jiye, retreating northward.

The Yunshan Sect members were all hating their own powerlessness, while the heads and patriarchs of subordinate sects felt both heavy-hearted and full of emotion, wondering how they would choose if they were in the same position.

The Jade Flood Dragon frequently looked back at the increasingly distant Lu Qian, silently thinking this person wasn’t too bad, not forcing me to die together.

But then it thought, if Lu Qian dies, it also has to follow and die, instantly grumbling and sobbing again.

Oh, why is my fate so bitter...

Actually not bringing the Jade Flood Dragon was Lu Qian’s deliberate decision, considering that the Jade Flood Dragon had the Reversed Scale Blood Seal on its body. Since the Celestial Monarch is of dragon lineage, once detected, they would be inexorably furious, facing death either way.

The space abruptly shook again, a loud boom reverberated through heaven and earth.

The sky broke.

A pitch-black vortex appeared at the dome of the sky, like a massive hole emerged beneath the waters, and the Spiritual Qi within this realm poured into it like water, producing a rumbling sound.

Even Miaomiao Profound Monarch, Yuan Xu Spirit Monarch, and other cultivators in retreat, despite being both shocked and terrified, couldn’t help but look up, desiring to witness the Celestial Monarch’s demeanor.

”Return, my master!” Meng Chi True Monarch soared into the air, his face flushed as he shouted, ”They betrayed you, ignored your disappearance! Only I, only I have been patiently waiting, even barely surviving—”

A resonant dragon’s roar echoed through the universe, interrupting Meng Chi True Monarch’s soliloquy, the excitement on his face reaching its peak.

Violent winds began to stir, with Spiritual Qi continually flowing in, the previously pitch-black outer space lit up slightly.

With the emergence of a mountain-like gigantic dragon head from the spatial passage, such shock left everyone trembling and speechless.

The ruler of the Star Sea, Overturning Ocean Real Dragon Celestial Monarch, descended at this moment in his true body.

Head like a camel, horns like a deer, eyes like a rabbit, ears like a bull, neck like a snake, belly like a clam, scales like a carp, claws like an eagle, palms like a tiger, with eighty-one scales on its back, constituting the complete number of nine times nine, five claws spread open, impressive and majestic, whiskers beside its mouth, a bright pearl under its chin, and a towering boshan on its head, a phenomenal scepter rising.

An indescribable pressure dominated above all else, even Miaomiao Profound Monarch felt all his Spiritual Power stagnate, blood freeze, immobilized.

However, the ecstatic expression of Meng Chi True Monarch slowly turned stagnant.

The giant dragon soared outward, faster and faster, yet its seemingly endless body grew more fuzzy, more transparent, more, illusory?

Even Lu Qian sensed something amiss.

”Master, master!” Meng Chi True Monarch shouted, ”What’s going on, what’s happening?!”