Chapter 327.1: Not Even A Hair Left (1/2)

The Divine Seaward Iron!

Ancient immortal emperors had once used this peerless treasure to pacify the four seas and subdue the dragon clans. Never in her wildest dreams had Empress Myrtlestar imagined it would be in the hands of the North Sea emperor!

Awooo!

A dragon roar of anguish traveled forth. Hidden in the void, a black dragon carpeted in silver cosmic radiance suddenly fell out of the air and was sent flying. One of its foreclaws and a smaller half of his body were ground into meat paste by the black iron rod.

It was the black dragonguard from the abyss beneath Myriad Formation Summit!

He’d been a peak peerless immortal to begin with, and after being strengthened by one of Qing Han’s starstones, he was as strong as an aether dao immortal. But when facing the monster spirit emperor and the Divine Seaward Iron, even an aether dao immortal had collapsed from a single blow.

However, a sphere of blue light erupted violently from the emperor after this attack, and his figure turned somewhat transparent.

“This replica of his is still flawed. It’s not perfect, so it can’t fight for long. Let’s beat the shit out of him!” Qing Han realized the truth of their opponent when he took stock of the situation.

Hum...

In the next moment, dazzling silver starlight burst around him and his black topknot scattered into a mess of long hair across his shoulders, slowly turning silver.

Two silver stars appeared at his side.

Roar!

Silver starlight once again ensconced the black dragonguard, restoring its broken body and claws at a speed visible to the naked eye. Soon thereafter, its giant frame pounced fearlessly at the monster emperor.

Coming to his senses, Xue Daozi brandished the Arcane Golden Bell, threw all reservations to the wind, and deployed the dao-grade weapon in a ferocious strike at the emperor’s replica.

Caught between the forces, the entire treasury began to shake.

The entire North Sea Palace was now lit up by the activation of countless formations and prohibitions, and various halls had been sealed off. Innumerable soldiers had gathered outside the treasury’s doors, preparing to mount a frenzied charge at the outer vault.

Su Xiaoxiao had crippled one of the great dao immortals and held up the other two, preventing the palace’s greatest firepower from rushing to the treasury.

However, the palace was the heart of the monster court. Its many concealed spaces held close to ten million soldiers, as well as quite a few peerless immortal monster kings who hadn’t left for the skydragon tomb.

Upon receiving their emperor’s commands, the monster kings exited their hidden locales, leading their men in a frantic rush to the treasury to tear apart the presumptuous intruders.

But there was a scourge standing in their way at the entrance: Zombie King Diexi!

She’d shed the body of a zombie king, but had become even more terrifying in the process. A single glance of hers could summon endless mountains of corpses and oceans of blood to trap the monster spirit troops and compel them to kill each other.

Although the illusion didn’t affect the peerless immortal monster kings, they couldn’t simply force their way inside, either.

Celestial Mistfield Banners!

The eighteen zombified banners had been conquered by Diexi and were now deployed into a defensive formation, sealing off the area with a scarlet mist. There were eighteen monster kings present at the scene, but even they couldn’t dent the banners’ defenses.

Hong Xiu and the other five peerless immortals had also arrived near the treasury’s gates and reinforced the banners with their strength so that Diexi could operate the scarlet formation at full strength.

Lu Yun hadn’t deployed the Great Formation of Heavenly Fiends, or called upon the Formation Orb. Since he was here in disguise, he couldn’t let anyone discover that the ruler of Dusk Province was at the heart of all this turmoil.

The current Dusk Province was far too weak to bear the North Sea Monsters’ crazed reprisals after the dust settled on their actions here.

As the soldiers outside attempted to batter their way in, the monster emperor’s replica grew increasingly frantic outside the inner vault. Indeed, his replica wasn’t flawless; because of certain defects, he couldn’t battle for long.

As time went on, his aura waned, in stark contrast to the increasingly formidable power radiating from the Divine Seaward Iron. By now, his figure had become half transparent, so much so that Lu Yun’s current visual sensitivity could discern a bluish-black arcane dao fruit inside the emperor’s figure.