Seeking Good Fortune and Avoiding Misfortune: Starting from the Blind Prince

Their eyes met, filled with a thick smell of gunpowder, as if any spark could ignite it.

Without superfluous words, the next moment, violent thunder suddenly collided in the void.

Whether it was Zhou Hao Chen or Liu Qingyang, they both chose to strike first.

Two crimson lightning bolts collided head-on, exploding open.

The power was so great, it seemed as if it could tear the void apart.

The two's confrontation was like a mirror image, both simultaneously using Bing Fire True Lightning.

Bing Fire True Lightning is the most powerful lightning method in the Five Elements Lightning Arts, so it is often the starting move for lightning cultivators who practice the Five Elements Lightning Arts.

Liu Qingyang's expression remained unchanged, as if he had expected Zhou Hao Chen to master Bing Fire True Lightning.

Bing Fire True Lightning, evenly matched.

In the space of a breath, Liu Qingyang's hand seals changed.

Sky-blue lightning spewed out from his palm.

Ren Water True Lightning!

Among the Five Elements, water overcomes fire.

In terms of power alone, Ren Water True Lightning is naturally inferior to Bing Fire True Lightning, but it can restrain Bing Fire True Lightning.

If there were others watching the battle, they would have seen that the blue Ren Water True Lightning tore apart the crimson lightning with overwhelming force in an instant.

The whole process was effortless and easily done.

Just as the Ren Water True Lightning tore apart the Bing Fire True Lightning, a thick yellow color suddenly appeared in the void.

To be precise, it didn't suddenly appear, but rather, it was derived from the Bing Fire True Lightning that had been defeated.

Fire generates earth, and earth overcomes water!

Under Zhou Hao Chen's control, the Bing Fire True Lightning transformed into Wu Earth True Lightning using the Five Elements generating method.

Earth overcomes water, and Wu Earth True Lightning is precisely the nemesis of Ren Water True Lightning.

In an instant, the condensed Ren Water True Lightning was dispersed.

The power of Wu Earth True Lightning did not diminish, and it fiercely bombarded Liu Qingyang, catching him off guard.

Boom—

Watching Liu Qingyang being submerged by the Wu Earth True Lightning, Zhou Hao Chen's face did not show joy, but rather his brow furrowed, revealing a serious expression.

"Five Elements Generation!"

"Thirteenth Prince, you've hidden yourself so deeply!"

An icy voice rang out, followed by a Daoist-robed youth walking out from the void.

Although Liu Qingyang still had a calm and collected appearance, the scorched blackness on the corner of his Daoist robe betrayed the situation just now.

Due to underestimating Zhou Hao Chen, he was caught off guard and grazed by the Wu Earth True Lightning, suffering a hidden loss.

At this moment, Liu Qingyang restrained his contempt and revealed a serious expression on his face.

This unremarkable Thirteenth Prince was hiding himself very deeply, and was probably not much worse than the Sixth Prince.

"Tit for tat!"

"Daoist friend Liu's escape technique just now doesn't seem like the methods of the Divine Firmament Sect!"

Zhou Hao Chen's tone was somewhat solemn as he speculated.

Liu Qingyang's method of dodging the Wu Earth True Lightning seemed to have connections with the Demonic Path.

"Hmph—"

"Five Thunder Fire Wheel!"

Liu Qingyang's ten fingers moved in rapid succession, so fast that it was like a butterfly flitting through flowers, dazzling to the eye.

Immediately afterward, five-colored lightning burst out from his body.

Around Liu Qingyang's body, they formed beast-like shapes.

Tiger, wolf, dragon, roc, ox.

The five fierce beasts composed of lightning appeared in the void, lifelike, and their eyes seemed to possess intelligence.

"Kill!"

Liu Qingyang pointed his index finger, and the five fierce beast lightning spirits rushed towards Zhou Hao Chen with great momentum.

His plan was very simple. Since Zhou Hao Chen was also skilled in the Five Elements Lightning Arts transformation, then relying solely on the Five Elements generation and overcoming methods, it would probably be difficult to defeat Zhou Hao Chen in a short time.

Instead of trying to be clever, it was better to crush him head-on.

His sixth-realm cultivation base crushing a fourth-realm Daoist cultivator was not an easy task?

Liu Qingyang thought secretly in his heart.

Seeing the five thunder beasts pouncing towards him, Zhou Hao Chen took a deep breath and summoned the Thunder Roc Wings.

The Thunder Roc Wings flashed.

Zhou Hao Chen's figure suddenly disappeared, the speed was so fast, it seemed like teleportation.

When Liu Qingyang saw this pair of wings, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.

Thunder Roc Wings!"

Which lightning cultivator would not recognize the famous treasure, Thunder Roc Wings?

The heat and greed in Liu Qingyang's eyes became even more intense.

The Thunder Roc Wings flashed, and Zhou Hao Chen suddenly appeared behind Liu Qingyang.

With lightning speed, he struck out with his palm.

Five Dragons Great Hand Seal!

A clear dragon roar suddenly erupted from Zhou Hao Chen's body.

The sound was so clear, it was as if a real dragon was roaring.

A huge black handprint appeared out of thin air, and there were five five-clawed golden dragons coiled around the handprint.

Boom—

The Five Dragons Great Hand Seal suddenly struck Liu Qingyang's back.

An expression of astonishment that was difficult to describe appeared on Liu Qingyang's face.

The next second, a skeleton armor, passively protecting its master, appeared on Liu Qingyang's body, blocking this thunderous palm.

Boom—

The Five Dragons Great Hand Seal imprinted on the skeleton armor.

The contained baleful aura, like an omnipresent force, wanted to drill into Liu Qingyang's body, but it was all dissolved by the skeleton armor one by one.

Stomp—

Stomp—

Stomp—

The violent power contained in the Five Dragons Great Hand Seal blasted Liu Qingyang dozens of feet away before he barely managed to stabilize his figure.

Although he was not injured, being blasted away by a Thirteenth Prince whose cultivation base was inferior to his own was unacceptable to Liu Qingyang, who had high expectations and considered himself a peerless genius.

What made him even more disturbed was the method Zhou Hao Chen had just used.

It was actually martial arts?

Royal martial arts?

Five Dragons Great Hand Seal?

No, the Five Dragons Great Hand Seal was golden, how did it become black?

Not only was it not upright, but it was also full of killing intent, like a demonic path technique.

More importantly, wasn't the Thirteenth Prince converted to a Daoist cultivator?

How could he still use martial arts techniques?

The shock in Liu Qingyang's heart could not be calmed for a long time.

His eyes, filled with surprise, stared fixedly at Zhou Hao Chen, as if he wanted to see through him.

"Heh heh heh!"

"What a surprise!"

"I didn't expect the dignified Thirteenth Prince to also know demonic path techniques?"

"And even changed the ancestral Five Dragons Great Hand Seal into something that is neither human nor ghost."

Liu Qingyang's sneer echoed in the void, mixed with a faint hint of ridicule.

Zhou Hao Chen raised an eyebrow and was not angry.

Demonic path techniques?

After integrating the baleful aura into the Five Dragons Great Hand Seal, it did look like a demonic path technique.

Only…

Zhou Hao Chen sneered and retorted: "Liu Qingyang, aren't you, the dignified genius of the Divine Firmament Sect, also practicing demonic path techniques?"

"The baleful aura on this skeleton armor of yours is so strong, I'm afraid you have at least sacrificed thousands of people!"

Zhou Hao Chen's gaze lingered on the Skeleton Demonic Armor.

This armor was composed entirely of white bones, and its shape was flamboyant. Even an idiot could see the connection between this armor and demonic cultivators.

"Heh heh, tit for tat!"

Liu Qingyang's voice was gloomy, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face. By now, the contempt he had in his heart for Zhou Hao Chen had completely disappeared, and he regarded him as an opponent of the same Potential Dragon Ranking level.

The next second, the hand seals in Liu Qingyang's hand changed, and the aura on his body also underwent earth-shattering changes.

Countless lightning-attribute spiritual energy surged towards Liu Qingyang, gathering into a sea of lightning centered on him.

The sea of lightning was boundless, and countless lightning bolts rose and fell, crackling in the dark.

The Jade Balance Pagoda was originally a treasure land of lightning attribute.

The power of this large-scale move that Liu Qingyang used was even greater under the blessing of the environment of the Jade Balance Pagoda, and it had an aura of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

Immediately afterward, a roar was emitted from the sea of lightning.

Along with the roar, a lightning giant climbed out of the sea of lightning.

First, it revealed its head, then its chest, and finally its entire body stood up from the sea of lightning.

The thousand-foot-tall lightning giant stood tall and upright, as if it wanted to break through the sky.

Seeing this lightning giant, Zhou Hao Chen's pupils shrank sharply, and he subconsciously said.

"Wrath of Thunder!"

Wrath of Thunder is one of the Divine Firmament Sect's unique skills.

It uses one's own lightning as the foundation, gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and summons a lightning giant.

The more concentrated the lightning-attribute spiritual energy in the surrounding environment, the greater the power of this move, Wrath of Thunder.

In theory, there is no limit to its power.

Only the caster's control limits the power of Wrath of Thunder.

In the environment of the Jade Balance Pagoda, the power of the Wrath of Thunder that Liu Qingyang unleashed had an aura that directly approached the Upper Three Realms.

"Suppress!"

Liu Qingyang shouted sharply.

Immediately, the lightning giant slapped down at Zhou Hao Chen with its palm.

In front of the lightning giant's giant palm, which was like a mountain peak, Zhou Hao Chen was as small as an ant.

Liu Qingyang seemed to have already seen the scene of Zhou Hao Chen being suppressed.

This was already the extent of his restraint. If he didn't need to seize Zhou Hao宸's Five Thunder Spirit Body, this attack would have been enough to crush him into mincemeat.

Rumble—

The Thunder Giant's palm transformed into a sky full of violent lightning, engulfing Zhou Hao宸.

Liu Qingyang's lips curled up slightly, displaying his confidence. Suddenly, the Demon Lord's frantic voice echoed in his mind.

"Run!"

As soon as the Demon Lord spoke, a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from within the Thunder Giant's palm.

Immediately afterward, Liu Qingyang saw a dazzling golden color in his pupils.

It was a kind of gold he had never seen before.

So gorgeous!

So mesmerizing!

So much so that Liu Qingyang was momentarily dazed and lost.

In his mind, he heard the Demon Lord's roar.

"Idiot, what are you still standing there for?"

The Demon Lord's stern shout awakened Liu Qingyang, but he was still a step too slow.

He saw that this golden light was like anPeerless Sword, splitting the Thunder Giant's palm in two.

The whole process was effortless, as if cutting through butter.

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A flash of golden light!

With a tearing sound!

In Liu Qingyang's horrified eyes, the Thunder Giant was split in half and collapsed with a bang.

After shattering the Thunder Giant, the golden light's power did not diminish, and it shot towards Liu Qingyang.

In that instant, Liu Qingyang felt that the thunder-attribute spiritual energy in the void was all agitated, causing him to lose control.

"This is… Thunder Technique!"

Liu Qingyang exclaimed in surprise. Only now did he see clearly that this dazzling golden light was actually lightning.

A kind of lightning he had never seen before.

The Divine Firmament Sect was a sacred ground for thunder cultivators, what thunder techniques hadn't been recorded?

Even if he hadn't seen it, it would be recorded in the sect's classics.

But the golden lightning in front of him was completely beyond his understanding.

Never seen before, unknown lightning.

Could it be that the Divine Thunder was really obtained by the Thirteenth Prince?

Was Elder Zhou using him?

At this moment, Liu Qingyang cursed Elder Zhou's ancestors eighteen generations over in his heart.

He spat out a mouthful of essence blood and used the Blood Shield Technique.

Boom—

The Great Five Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder transformed into a golden pillar of light and blasted out.

The entire void trembled.

It was as if the Jade Balance Tower was about to be shattered.

The golden lightning dissipated.

Zhou Hao宸's focus was not on the place where the Great Five Elements Pure Yang Divine Thunder had struck.

Instead, it fell on a spot a hundred feet away.

A figure in a sorry state staggered and fell from the void.

The figure's right arm was gone, and the wound was charred black.

This person was none other than Liu Qingyang.

At this moment, Liu Qingyang's face was extremely pale, devoid of any color.

His right arm was destroyed, but he felt no pain.

He couldn't help but feel lingering fear when he thought of the golden lightning just now.

That golden lightning was too terrifying.

Even the Sect Leader's Innate Divine Firmament Purple Thunder had not brought him such shock.

It wasn't that the Sect Leader's Innate Divine Firmament Purple Thunder was less powerful than the previous golden lightning.

It was just that… the Sect Leader was suppressing his cultivation to the Fourth Realm, and it was impossible for him to unleash such terrifying power with the Innate Divine Firmament Purple Thunder.

A strong fervor appeared in Liu Qingyang's eyes.

He was even more greedy than an evil dragon seeing jewels.

If he could obtain this divine thunder.

And then seize the Five Thunder Spirit Body to make up for his own foundation.

What Holy Son?

They were all just worthless trash!

The Divine Firmament Sect would become the number one Daoist sect in the world in his hands.

The fervor and greed in Liu Qingyang's heart could no longer be suppressed, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

"Demon Lord, lend me a hand!"

"Hehehe—This尊 has been waiting for you to say that!"

"Even if the Thirteenth Prince has some fortuitous encounter and obtained the golden divine thunder, his realm is still what it is, and he is born with a defective soul. He will definitely be vulnerable to a divine soul attack."

In a flash of thought, Liu Qingyang used the Demon Lord's power to summon a bone sword.

This white bone longsword was covered with countless wronged souls, emitting bursts of ghostly wails and howls.

This was another treasure of the Demon Lord—the Nine Nether White Bone Sword.

It was refined from ten thousand white bones, and ten thousand wronged souls were trapped in the bone sword, unable to be reincarnated.

The ghostly wails and howls from the mouths of these wronged souls directly pierced the divine soul.

Ordinary cultivators would feel dizzy, disoriented, and unable to control their limbs upon hearing the ghostly wails and howls.

During Liu Qingyang's growth, countless powerful enemies had fallen victim to this move.

"Go!"

With a flick of his index finger, the Nine Nether White Bone Sword shot out.

A gloomy wind blew!

Ghostly wails and howls rose and fell, directly entering the sea of consciousness.

In an instant, Zhou Hao宸 felt a stabbing pain in his brow.

"Divine Soul Secret Technique!"

Zhou Hao宸 was shocked and quickly summoned the Great Confucian Bamboo Slip.

The Great Confucian Bamboo Slip emitted a warm and jade-like white light, warmly dispelling the ghostly wails and howls.

Not only that, but the Great Confucian Bamboo Slip contained a vast and righteous aura.

With a tremor of the vast and righteous aura, countless wronged souls in the Nine Nether White Bone Sword were instantly annihilated.

Seeing this, the Demon Lord felt extremely pained and said in a cold voice.

"This is the Great Confucian Bamboo Slip!"

"Unless I personally take action, the Nine Nether White Bone Sword alone will not be able to do anything to the Thirteenth Prince."

Liu Qingyang's expression changed a few times when he heard the Demon Lord's words.

He knew very well that the Demon Lord's purpose in staying by his side was nothing more than to use his essence blood to restore his strength.

He, on the other hand, planned to squeeze out all the Demon Lord's methods and then scatter his soul.

The two were scheming against each other and using each other.

Therefore, Liu Qingyang was very careful with his essence blood.

In the ten years since he met the Demon Lord, he had only fed the Demon Lord essence blood twice.

However, today, facing a powerful enemy…

Huff—

There was no other choice!

It was a last resort!

Liu Qingyang spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

The essence blood transformed into a blood mist in mid-air and then merged into the ancient ring on his right hand.

This strange scene immediately aroused Zhou Hao宸's vigilance.

Essence blood?

Ring?

Could it be…

Just then, the Demon Lord, having gorged on essence blood, suddenly transformed into a faint light and flew out of the ring.

Its speed was so fast that it was like teleportation.

In a flash, it plunged into Zhou Hao宸's brow.

Seeing this, Liu Qingyang, who had just been tensing all his muscles, immediately relaxed and let out a long sigh of relief.

The situation was set!

With the Demon Lord entering his sea of consciousness, the Thirteenth Prince's divine soul would only become the other party's nourishment.

Although this would make the Demon Lord stronger, the thought of inheriting all the Thirteenth Prince's fortuitous encounters made Liu Qingyang couldn't help but reveal a brilliant smile, like a blooming peony.

When the Demon Lord drilled into the sea of consciousness, the scene before him dumbfounded him.

A thunder pool was suspended in the endless darkness.

"This… what the hell is this?"

A thunder pool?

How could there be such a thing in the Thirteenth Prince's sea of consciousness?

A strong sense of unease emerged in the Demon Lord's heart.

He felt that something was wrong with the Thirteenth Prince's sea of consciousness.

Immediately afterward, a deep and secluded aura attracted the Demon Lord's attention.

In this deep and secluded aura, he actually felt a trace of the Nine Nether aura.

"Nine Nether? How is that possible… How could a living person like the Thirteenth Prince have the aura of the Nine Nether!"

"He's not dead…"

Taking a closer look, the Demon Lord was frightened by what he saw.

Two imprints guarded the void, like two door gods.

Hiss—

The Demon Lord couldn't help but gasp.

He was knowledgeable and recognized the origin of these two imprints at a glance.

The imprint of the Reincarnation Seal!

This was the imprint of a celestial artifact. Although it wasn't the Reincarnation Seal itself, it wasn't an ordinary treasure either.

"Damn it!"

"How can there be these things in the Thirteenth Prince's sea of consciousness?"

"Could it be that he has already been possessed by some old monster?"

The Demon Lord found it hard to imagine that a sixteen-year-old boy could have so many strange things in his sea of consciousness, making his scalp tingle.

Before he could calm down, a golden light bloomed in the sky.

The Demon Lord subconsciously looked up and saw a mysterious Eight Trigrams Diagram hanging in the sky.

The Eight Trigrams Diagram was extremely profound. Even the Demon Lord couldn't see its origin.

But just from the aura, he could tell that the grade of this Eight Trigrams Diagram was above the thunder pool and the imprints.

This time, the Demon Lord was completely numb.

What kind of monsters were in the Thirteenth Prince's sea of consciousness?

The Demon Lord trembled in front of these treasures.

It turned out that I was the clown!