Chapter 498: Seizing the Pill

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Time passed bit by bit. Everyone fell silent, their gazes all fixed on the living corpse that had taken the black pill, as if none knew what would happen.

In the end, even after seven breaths, the living corpse still lay supine against the golden throne, without the slightest movement.

"How is it possible... Why isn't it working? How..." The light in the white-haired old woman's eyes dimmed bit by bit as she murmured in disbelief.

Seeing this, the crowd couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking it was a false alarm. Feng Tiandu's attention shifted back to Han Li, and Han Li also withdrew his gaze.

The confrontation between the two sides was about to erupt again at any moment.

But just then, a bizarre scene appeared!

A gray light suddenly lit up from the living corpse, expanding instantly like a spirit domain.

Wherever it passed, the sound of wind and thunder roared, like a storm sweeping through, rumbling loudly.

The white-haired old woman, being closest, bore the brunt. Caught by the hurricane, she was sent flying horizontally, crashing straight into a gray-white puppet with a loud bang.

The jade-green cauldron also trembled violently from the impact, its surrounding green light flowing for a moment before stabilizing again.

The two golden puppets and the gray-white puppets were also knocked askew by the immense force. Even the outermost sea of fire禁制 expanded outward a circle before exploding with a bang.

The pale-faced scholar and the others quickly dodged, retreating backward.

Only Daoist Huyan, with a sharp glint in his eyes, did the opposite. He flipped his hand to produce an ancient oil lamp with a golden flame, and with a flicker, he plunged into the exploding sea of fire禁制, his figure instantly swallowed up.

"Huyan..." Yun Ni seemed not to have known beforehand, crying out in alarm.

Han Li's heart stirred as well. Blue light shone in his eyes as he looked inside, but there the gray qi was so dense that he couldn't see anything clearly.

After a moment, the gray mist that had spread everywhere slowly dissipated. A figure shot out from within like a flash and landed near Yun Ni—it was Daoist Huyan.

His robes were tattered, his beard burned away, and his body was charred black, looking somewhat disheveled.

"Got it... But that golden puppet was too powerful. With the two of them working together, I couldn't break free, so I didn't dare to snatch the other pill." Yet a clear smile hung on his face as he transmitted his voice to Yun Ni.

"Don't take such risks next time..." Yun Ni relaxed and shot him a glare before replying.

After all the dust settled, the living corpse on the golden throne reappeared.

It still maintained its original posture, motionless, seemingly unchanged, but the aura emanating from it was now completely different from before.

With a flash of gold, two golden puppets appeared beside the throne.

One puppet held a silver pill—the Taiyi Pill—and fed it into the living corpse's mouth.

The other golden puppet, half of its body charred black and one arm missing, stood there dully.

After the living corpse took the second Taiyi Pill, a layer of light appeared on its body, and the aura it emitted grew stronger again.

At this moment, these two golden puppets, along with the one that had arrived earlier, surrounded the living corpse.

Seeing this, Han Li raised an eyebrow slightly.

He then glanced briefly at Daoist Huyan and the others, his expression freezing again.

Daoist Huyan flipped his hand to take down the cloth bundle he had been carrying on his back, lifted a corner, and quickly placed the Taiyi Pill inside.

A flicker of surprise passed through Han Li's eyes. His thoughts raced, and with a burst of green light, he suddenly shot backward, no longer entangled with Feng Tiandu.

"Boy, stop!" Feng Tiandu's face changed, and he roared. Just as he was about to give chase, another change occurred!

Boom!

A blue pillar of light appeared behind him, shooting up into the sky.

A vast aura emanated from the blue pillar, causing the entire hall to shake.

In the middle of the blue pillar stood Luo Qinghai.

He was now bathed in dazzling blue light, waves of blue, watery light surging from his body and冲击ing outward.

The chains binding him clanked loudly, noticeably loosening.

Feng Tiandu's expression darkened. Forgetting to chase Han Li, he turned and lunged at Luo Qinghai, waving his hand to send a black light that flashed into the chains around Luo Qinghai.

Although everyone present was formidable, Luo Qinghai still posed the greatest threat to him; he must not be allowed to escape.

The chains immediately brightened, then squirmed and contracted like living things.

"Hmph! Trying to bind me now? Too late!" Luo Qinghai snorted coldly, forming hand seals with both hands.

The blue pillar around him brightened again, becoming almost solid, and remained unmoved no matter how the chains squirmed and contracted.

Luo Qinghai muttered incantations, and his lower body suddenly transformed into a blue serpent's tail, turning him into a bizarre half-human, half-serpent existence, and the aura he emitted greatly increased.

Han Li flickered and appeared beside Daoist Huyan and the others.

"Fellow Daoist Li, I trouble you to restrain that Feng Tiandu." Hu Yan Dao Ren nodded gratefully.

He gave Hu Yan Dao Ren a faint smile, waved his hand, and his gaze lingered briefly on the other's back.

Hu Yan Dao Ren's yellow bundle was once again strapped to his back, wrapped tightly so that nothing inside could be seen.

A flicker of strangeness passed over Han Li's expression, but he did not inquire and turned his gaze toward Luo Qinghai.

Seeing Luo Qinghai's transformation, he was startled.

A layer of crystalline blue light emerged on Luo Qinghai's body surface. He twisted his body vigorously and swiftly drilled upward through the重重 chains.

Feng Tiandu's pupils contracted. He waved his hand.

Black light flickered beside him, and dozens of thick black chains, as thick as a bowl, materialized.

The tips of the chains were extremely sharp, emitting bursts of pitch-black cold light, like black spears. Countless black runes danced on them, exuding a terrifying law fluctuation that inspired awe.

"Go!"

Feng Tiandu formed a hand seal and pointed. All the black chains shot out like arrows from a strong bow, turning into blurred black shadows that stabbed toward Luo Qinghai's body.

Seeing this, Luo Qinghai flipped his hand and took out a deep blue orb.

The orb exuded a powerful and obscure aura, sealing within it a half-human, half-serpent blue figure. Unfortunately, the blue light emitted by the orb was too bright to see clearly.

A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he still quickly opened his mouth and swallowed the orb.

The next moment, the blue light on his body began to flicker wildly. His body became transparent, and deep blue streams of light flashed within him.

At that moment, the black chains shot like lightning, easily piercing the surrounding blue light pillars and then striking Luo Qinghai's body, passing through it.

Luo Qinghai's body was riddled with holes, but not a trace of blood appeared.

Seeing this, Feng Tiandu was slightly stunned.

Luo Qinghai sneered coldly. The blue light on his body flashed, and he suddenly exploded, turning into ripples of water that spread outward.

At the same time, a desolate incantation sounded from somewhere, giving an extremely ancient feeling, as if it were a language that had existed in this world since the dawn of time.

Seeing this, Feng Tiandu's expression darkened slightly. His hand seal suddenly changed.

The black chains brightened with black light, then shot out again, madly darting and stabbing through the blue water ripples, but to no avail.

The incantation from Luo Qinghai's mouth grew louder, like the booming of a great bell or a giant drum.

Accompanying the incantation, blue water pillars shot out from the surrounding void and merged into the blue water ripples.

In an instant, a blue water mass the size of a lake materialized, occupying nearly half the hall.

Light flashed in the center of the lake, and a blue light mass emerged, revealing a giant figure.

This figure was dozens of zhang tall. Its upper body was a middle-aged man, wearing a loose blue robe, revealing a broad chest and sturdy arms. On his chin grew long, curly blue beard that hung down to his chest.

The lower half of the man was a thick blue serpent body coiled in several loops, at least a hundred zhang long.

The middle-aged man's face was extremely majestic, like an ancient water god, exuding a vast aura that pushed back the surrounding black spirit domain, clearly surpassing the Golden Immortal level.

"This aura... it has reached the Taiyi realm!" Han Li and the others in the distance looked at the blue giant in shock.

Feng Tiandu looked at the blue giant phantom before him, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

Luo Qinghai now stood within the blue giant phantom, surrounded by blue light, solemn and inviolable.

He suddenly raised his hand, formed a hand seal, and pointed.

The blue giant suddenly opened its eyes. Blue lightning danced within them, making them impossible to look at directly. One thick arm suddenly lifted.

Buzz!

A blue staff appeared in its hand, emitting a blinding blue light that obscured its shape. It struck out emptily toward Feng Tiandu.

A huge blue staff shadow materialized, wrapped in countless blue electric arcs, exuding a terrifying power as if it could split heaven and earth.

At that moment, it seemed that in this world, there was only this staff shadow.

Han Li and the others outside the spirit domain clearly sensed it as well. Their expressions changed, and they retreated further away.

Rumble!

The huge blue staff shadow appeared slow, but Feng Tiandu, who bore its brunt, knew best how swift this strike was. It was like a huge blue lightning bolt striking the black spirit domain, giving him no time to react.

Feng Tiandu's black spirit domain fluctuated violently, then with a "boom," shattered.

Cracking sounds came one after another!

The black chains within the spirit domain also shattered completely. The chains around the ancient elder of the Nanli tribe, another white-haired Golden Immortal from Zhulong Dao, and Nanke Meng all broke into pieces, restoring their freedom.

The three were overjoyed and immediately flew apart without hesitation.

The blue staff shadow, having broken the spirit domain with one strike, seemed to have consumed much of its power and shrank by nearly half, but it still struck toward Feng Tiandu with overwhelming force, as if determined to erase him from this world.