Chapter 1472 The Ninth Rune, Heavenly Yuan (1/2)

Watching the Heavenly Chessboard fall before his eyes, Yan Xu felt a chill run up from the sole of his feet to the top of his head.

He didn’t think Zhou Yuan would hold such a powerful sealing genesis art that could seal even a double-lotus saint object.

Although he could feel the sealing was only temporary, he would be in serious trouble after losing the Heavenly Chessboard’s protection.

While thoughts were streaming through Yan Xu’s mind, Zhou Yuan didn’t give him more time to think. With one thought, he brought the last few meteorites containing mini domains down at Yan Xu.

Yan Xu’s expression altered abruptly and his body turned illusory as he drew back with lightning speed. His figure seemed to be flickering between an illusory and tangible state.

At the same time, he folded his hands in a seal and a Sacred Pupil opened up between his eye.

Nine stars sparkled within the Sacred Pupil.

Rays of mysterious light sped out from the Sacred Pupil, forming nine giant whiskers. Swaying and fluttering gently, they surrounded the Sacred Pupil.

“Dragon Whisker Fire!”

As the whiskers took shape, Yan Xu suddenly roared out loud. Golden flames gushed forth from the Sacred Pupil and they, slender and long, resembled fluttering dragon whiskers. They emitted terrifying heat, and even one could melt everything inside a tiny domain. Its overbearing power was evident.

Pu!

The dragon whisker flames whizzed out, colliding with the tiny domain meteorites. The collision produced an ear-piercing boom before the domain meteorites melted one after another into fiery-red magma and sputtered across the air.

Boom!

But before Yan Xu breathed a sigh of relief, the sky suddenly crumbled apart and a giant fist, surrounded in mighty Saint power, slammed down.

Rumble!

The fist easily blasted away the dozens of slender dragon whisker flames and slammed into Yan Xu’s illusory yet substantial body in a domineering and tyrannical manner.

Blasting across thousands of miles, Yan Xu vomited a mouthful of blood. Although he looked tragic, his illusory body had dispelled the majority of the attack.

“He’s so durable.”

Zhou Yuan peered at Yan Xu, who had been completely suppressed but was still leaping about wildly, and he couldn’t help but shake his head. The vitality of a Saint was so strong that as long as one’s Saint lotus remained, one could still rapidly be reborn from a drop of Saint blood.

Yan Xu’s face was filthy with dirt and dust but he still roared ferociously, “Zhou Yuan, you’re dreaming if you think you can kill me!

“Time is on my side. As long as I can hold you back for a while, when prime saint Zhang Lei comes, he will make your life worse than death!”

Zhou Yuan ignored Yan Xu, even if he might be correct. It really wasn’t easy to kill a double-lotus prime saint in such a short period of time.

However, that didn’t mean Zhou Yuan had no way to deal with Yan Xu.

Zhou Yuan indifferently stared at Yan Xu, who was roaring ferociously, and his chilling gaze made Yan Xu feel somewhat uneasy.

While he was feeling uneasy, Zhou Yuan clenched his hand and a wisp of black light swirled around his fingertips and eventually quietly appeared in his grip.

The mottled brush body was naturally the Heavenly Yuan Brush.

As Zhou Yuan flicked his finger, the Heavenly Yuan Brush swiftly shot out, expanding as it met the wind until it grew to ten feet in length.

Zhou Yuan’s face became much gentler as he gazed at the Heavenly Yuan Brush floating in font of him. Even his eyes seemed to be smiling.

“Old man, you have followed me for many years, right?”

He lightly stroked the brush’s mottled body. Then, as though reminiscing, his eyes grew vacant and he whispered, “Now, only you are still by my side after we came out from that domain back then.”

When Zhao Yuan left the domain where master Cang Yuan was, he brought Yaoyao, Tuntun and the Heavenly Brush with him.

And now, Yaoyao and Tuntun were both in a sealed state and only the Heavenly Yuan Brush remained with him.

Possessing Spiritual intelligence, the Heavenly Yuan Brush slightly vibrated as though comforting Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan cheered up and said with a smile. “When master Cang Yuan entrusted you to me, you were severely damaged and became an ordinary object. At the time, I said to myself that I will restore you to your pinnacle state.

“Now...it is time that the name Heavenly Yuan Brush again resound throughout the all-heaven.”

As he stroked the brush’s body, an ancient Genesis Rune would lit up on his palm.

The first rune, Culture and Martial.

The second rune, Erode.

The third rune, Myriad Transformations.

The fourth rune, Million Whale.

The fifth rune, Genesis Breaker.

The sixth rune, Spirit Devour.

The seventh rune, Promotion.

The eighth rune, Genesis Spirit.

The eight Genesis Runes bloomed with mysterious light and their terrifying power accumulated to form several halos of light. Zhou Yuan gazed at the eight Genesis Runes that witnessed his cultivation path, from the day he unblocked the eight meridians to him becoming a Heaven Master.

He stroked the ninth Genesis Rune with his palm.