Upon arriving directly in front of this Crystal Palace, the myriad-colored, divine light made the entire Crystal Palace blindingly resplendent. The Daoist of the Taiyin and Cheng Junie subconsciously narrowed their eyes as they approached. This light only allowed the outermost layer of the Crystal Palace to be seen, making it impossible to see clearly what was inside. Mists rose from the palace, with faint blue light bursting forth. At the grand entrance hung a plaque, inscribed with four characters gleaming in golden brilliance: [Nu River Palace].

"We've finally arrived."

With eyes reflecting amazement at the majestic Crystal Palace, the Daoist of the Taiyin stepped forward, brushing his sleeve as he gently placed his hand on the grand gates of the Dragon Palace.

HUMMM—

In an instant, the entire Crystal Palace trembled thunderously. The originally flawless gates gradually took on a layer of magnificent and splendid golden color.

RUMBLE—

Accompanied by a series of loud rumbles, the grand gates of the Crystal Palace slowly opened. The light from within shone upon the faces of the Daoist of the Taiyin and Cheng Junie. The aura of countless Exotic Treasures, rich to the extreme, surged out, manifesting innumerable magical phenomena and instantly coating the surrounding thousands of miles with a layer of beautiful colors.

The gates of the Dragon Palace were opened.

The Flood Dragon King, leading hundreds of thousands of greedy dragons, had a dark expression and murderous intent in his eyes.

You two beasts! How dare you enter my Dragon Palace!

Though he had not yet arrived, he already considered this Crystal Palace his private preserve. The Flood Dragon King's gaze was cold and frosty as he watched the Daoist of the Taiyin and Cheng Junie enter the Dragon Palace. He had already decided he must kill them.

"And who might this old turtle be?"

Standing before the old turtle, the Flood Dragon King looked down from high above, his crushed-gold pupils gazing down.

"I don't talk to mixed-bloods of the Jiao species." Without even glancing at the Flood Dragon King, the old turtle turned his head away and spoke slowly.

"What did you say?!" With his eyes wide, the Flood Dragon King furiously questioned. The terrifying ferocity he unleashed caused the surrounding waters to suddenly transform into a vast vortex. Overwhelming murderous intent surged, aiming to crush the old turtle.

"Devour him!" With an angry snort, the Flood Dragon King raised his hand towards the old turtle. The hundreds of thousands of greedy dragons by his side reacted immediately, transforming into a bronze-colored torrent that furiously lunged at the old turtle.

"A bunch of watchdogs, back off!" Swiveling his murky eyes, the old turtle let out a light shout.

THUMP—

An invisible pressure was suddenly released. There were no loud noises, no divine lights. The entire space, however, suddenly became heavy and oppressive. The hundreds of thousands of rushing greedy dragons stiffened as if struck by lightning, then exploded violently, completely disregarding the Flood Dragon King's command. Scattering in all directions, they disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feeling this pressure that directly affected the depths of his soul—powerful and awe-inspiring—the Flood Dragon King's crushed-gold pupils trembled with disbelief.

Dragon Power?! This is incredibly pure Dragon Power! Not savage, not vicious. Only an inherent submission and fear from the depths of one's heart.

An old turtle, how can it possess such pure Dragon Power? On what grounds!

His gaze thick with envy, the Flood Dragon King stepped forward, his dragon robe rippling. Behind him, a Daoist Spirit faintly emerged. It was a thousand zhang in length, its body covered in mottled scales. It looked extremely similar to the legendary True Dragon but had no horns on its head—only two bulging round lumps and a row of spikes between its brows.

Glancing at the round lumps on the Flood Dragon King's head and the mottled scales on his body, the old turtle's eyes moved. "Do you wish to shed your scales and transform into a dragon?"

Pausing for a moment, the old turtle chuckled. His next words caused the Flood Dragon King to instantly fly into a rage.

"But you won't succeed."

"You're courting death!" The old turtle's words had touched the Flood Dragon King's sore spot. With a sweep of his hand, the thousand-zhang Jiao Dragon Daoist Spirit behind him opened its giant maw, and a burst of terrifyingly explosive light roared out. In an instant, the waters within thousands of miles boiled. Massive destructive forces surged, threatening to obliterate All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

Die? A mongrel cannot kill this old turtle. In the face of the Flood Dragon King's furious strike, the old turtle was utterly calm. As he saw the mighty column of terrifying light barreling towards him, as if it truly intended to obliterate everything, he suddenly retracted his head, tucking all four limbs into his shell.

BOOM—

The formidable column of light fiercely struck the turtle shell. The waters churned violently, with countless scattered beams of light resembling a galaxy. After the colorful shockwave swept through, the entire water domain was dyed with brilliance. It was a strike powerful enough to destroy thousands of miles of land. The Flood Dragon King looked coldly at where the old turtle had been. A perfectly round turtle shell spun through the currents, its surface unscathed.

「Inside the Crystal Palace.」

A divine and mysterious water-repelling formation enveloped the entire palace. Upon entering the Crystal Palace, the Daoist of the Taiyin and Cheng Junie finally felt a welcome dryness, a sensation they hadn't experienced in a long time.

Is that...

Along the straight corridor, countless pieces of divine metals and true essences were casually displayed as decorations. All sorts of divine lights vied for splendor, filling the entire corridor with various mysterious and marvelous auras.

"This is… thousand-year Seven Evils Red Immortal Iron," Cheng Junie murmured, shocked. He bent down to pick up a piece of the treasure iron, wreathed in seven layers of halos, bright red, and crystal clear. The Seven Evils Red Immortal Iron was extremely rare. Just a bean-sized piece was sufficient to become the main material for a Blood-Stained Realm Magic Artifact. But here, there was an entire large basinful.

Cheng Junie's gaze swept around. "West Sea Black Cold Iron, Flower Plume Purple True Gold, Ruyi Tree Core, Seven-Colored Bee Royal Jelly…" Each of the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures displayed along the Crystal Palace corridor was valuable enough to incite conflict among Blood-Stained Realm cultivators. And a few were even precious enough to attract the attention of Dao Experts.

"The Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures here, any one of them could sustain us for a good eight to ten years," the Daoist of the Taiyin said, picking up a palm-sized Ruyi Tree Core, a glint in his eyes.

"Absolutely! With these materials, we could forge not just one Nanming Li Fire Sword, but ten."

"Then what are we still fighting for?"

"Right, there's no need to fight anymore."

"Hahaha! No more fighting."

"Hahahaha, to each their own, to each their own."

Exchanging a glance, the Daoist of the Taiyin and Cheng Junie laughed heartily, contented. They turned to take the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures they needed.

But just as their gazes shifted and they turned to leave—

"Southern Bright Separation Fire Sword Light!"

"Taiyin Limitless—Obliterate!"

At the exact same moment, as they turned, they both unleashed their most formidable attacks!

The terrifying Sword Light spewing azure Southern Bright Separation Fire was horrifying to the extreme, scorching the surrounding space to tatters. Before it reached the Daoist of the Taiyin, it had already set his Taoist Robe ablaze.

The Daoist of the Taiyin's eyes suddenly turned into an abyss of pitch black as he summoned the power of Taiyin Limitless. A slowly twisting vortex forcibly shattered Cheng Junie's body, seeking to erase him directly from this world.

BANG!

A loud boom! Both figures were sent flying backward simultaneously.

Half his body charred black, the Daoist of the Taiyin revealed a sinister look and summoned the Myriad Soul White Bone Banner with one hand. An endless tide of White Bone Skull Demons surged forth, lifting him.

Compared to the Daoist of the Taiyin, Cheng Junie was more severely wounded; everything below his chest was wiped away. Only the upper half of his torso and his head remained.

"To think that someone at the Dao-Entering Realm could possess such a terrifying Dharma Gate! You heretical Daoist, you have some skill," Cheng Junie praised the Daoist of the Taiyin unreservedly. A light shone from the center of Cheng Junie's forehead, and the majority of his vanished body rapidly regenerated at a visible rate. "If I were at the same realm as you, I would definitely not be your match. Unfortunately..."

In the span of a breath, Cheng Junie had fully restored his damaged body, his gaze becoming solemn. So terrifying already at the Dao-Entering Realm. If I truly let you reach the Blood-Stained Realm, you will become a great enemy to my Dao. Today, I must bury you here.

"Nanming Li Fire Sword Formation! Arise!" Cheng Junie formed sword techniques with his hands, his body glowing brightly. With a wave of his hand, countless Sword Lights surged forth. In an instant, seas of fire roiled and exploded fiercely! An endless stream of Sword Dao sharpness filled every corner of the corridor, forming a terrifying Sword Array that sought to strangle and obliterate everything!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!—

Enveloped by the Nanming Li Fire Sword Formation, the Daoist of the Taiyin raised the Myriad Soul White Bone Banner with his left hand while flipping his right palm to reveal an ancient, quaint bronze bell. Shaking the banner with his left and ringing the Supreme Pure Bell with his right!

Mountainous tsunamis of White Bone Skull Demons roared forth. Heaven cried and earth trembled, chilling winds gusted, and an endless sea of bones surged with tremendous force, violently shaking and striking against the Nanming Li Fire Sword Formation.

"Send a tough one, send a thick-skinned one!" Tai Yin muttered, shaking the Supreme Pure Bell.

In the void, an ancient and mysterious portal gradually materialized.

BANG!

The gateway burst open, and out stepped an Iron Rakshasa almost ten meters tall, resembling the colossal guardian Divine Statues found in Buddha Sect temples, its thunderous steps resounding as it walked.

"Iron Rakshasa? Good timing!" Seeing the enormous form of the Iron Rakshasa, a look of pleasure crossed the Daoist of the Taiyin's face.

The third-stage Supreme Pure Bell not only elevated the strength of summoned creatures to one realm lower than the spellcaster but also allowed for some control over the abilities of the summoned creatures. This Iron Rakshasa's strength is average, merely at the True Intent Realm level. But its physique is innately formidable, with thick skin and strong flesh. Even a Cultivator of Dao might not be able to kill it quickly.

Continuously shaking the Supreme Pure Bell in his hand, one Iron Rakshasa after another stepped out from the portal, forming a formidable, solid wall that firmly protected the Daoist of the Taiyin.

"Let's see how many you can summon." With a wave of his large sleeve, Cheng Junie continuously amplified the power of the Nanming Li Fire Sword Formation, annihilating the White Bone Skull Demons in large swaths. As the number of White Bone Skull Demons flying out of the Myriad Soul White Bone Banner dwindled, Cheng Junie pressed closer and closer to the Daoist of the Taiyin.

"You shouldn't have entered this Crystal Palace." Through layers of Iron Rakshasas, having slain the last White Bone Skull Demon, Cheng Junie held one hand behind his back, his gaze indifferent as he looked at the Daoist of the Taiyin. If he hadn't entered this Crystal Palace, relying on the territorial advantage of the waters outside, I truly wouldn't have been able to kill this Daoist.

"Enter or not, the result is much the same. But... haven't you noticed yet?" Facing the advancing Cheng Junie, the Daoist of the Taiyin remained calm and composed, even revealing a sly and cunning smile.

"Noticed what?" Seeing the smile on the Daoist of the Taiyin's face, Cheng Junie instantly felt a surge of unease and quickly examined his surroundings. However, in the next moment, his complexion subtly changed.

"Finally noticed, eh? Your Sword Formation is indeed powerful, nearly grinding my Myriad Soul White Bone Banner to dust. But you were far too engrossed. Your desire to kill me overshadowed your caution, preventing you from noticing that this Crystal Palace not only isolates the waters but also the spiritual energy of the heavens. In this Crystal Palace, once True Gang and True Yuan are consumed, they cannot be recovered. Judging by your expression, you probably don't have much True Yuan left, do you?" With a chuckle, the Daoist of the Taiyin propped his hands behind his head, his eyebrows arching.

"So what? It's still enough to kill you." Summoning the golden-red Longsword with a wave of his hand, Cheng Junie's eyes became fierce, and in an instant, he transformed into a terrifying afterimage as he lunged at the Daoist of the Taiyin.

Gazing directly at the attacking Cheng Junie, the Daoist of the Taiyin's mouth curled into a malevolent smile, revealing a look that said 'you've been duped'. He flipped his hand to reveal an ancient and mysterious bronze mirror and activated it with a spell.

A swirling black hole vortex rippling with endless waves appeared out of nowhere!

A figure with a tall and upright posture, wearing a broad-sleeved Taoist Robe, was stepping out from it.

"Replacement!"

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