650: Chapter 650 Young Master Qin Mian, The Trapped Dragon's Predicament

"Eh? Why hasn't he left?" the Array Emperor wondered aloud.

This was the question on the minds of countless experts—why not leave? Could he be waiting for the next power to arrive?

"It should be because of the holy scripture. I just don't know what kind of treasure it is to have drawn the attention of the Blood River Holy Land!"

Judging by Xue Yiming's previous attitude, it was clearly a peerless sacred object.

"The holy scripture is not that easy to learn. Legend has it that someone once obtained it, but they could see nothing; it was blank and wordless."

"Opening a holy scripture requires a special method, and every volume is different. Zhuge Xuan might be trying to break the seal on the holy scripture!" The Array Emperor pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.

He had seen records concerning the holy scriptures in the Library Pavilion of the Lingxiao Heavenly Court.

"Mister, every volume? Does that mean the holy scripture isn't just one book?" an old man on the opposite side asked in confusion.

The Array Emperor did not explain further.

"What is that?" someone cried out in alarm.

Everyone looked up at the sky. Above the original million miles of dark clouds, countless stars were twinkling in the night sky. Of course, they knew what those stars were.

In the Major Thousand Worlds, these were merely reflections of the Major Thousand Worlds.

However, as the stars of the heavens flickered, the crowd noticed that some stars were brilliant while others were dim.

Some stars would brighten and then fade periodically...

This had to be man-made.

The crowd snapped to their senses; this was Zhuge Xuan's doing, connecting with the power of the stars.

"Is Zhuge Xuan using the unique terrain of the Black Sea to channel the astral power of the Major Thousand Worlds to crack the holy scripture?" Hun Tiandi took a deep breath.

The crowd fell into a dead silence.

This was too exaggerated; even a Dou Sheng expert couldn't achieve this.

"Of the two Great Heavenly Dynasties and two Holy Lands—those massive Underworld powers—the Blood River Holy Land has already arrived. There will surely be even more powerful forces following behind!"

The Array Emperor said.

"Wait a bit longer!" Hun Tiandi spoke. How could he miss such a rare and grand occasion?

Even if he couldn't obtain it, gaining some insight would be worthwhile.

Despite the countless experts around them, Hun Tiandi did not try to recruit anyone; intelligence wasn't always accurate.

"You return to the dynasty first and make preparations!"

"What about you?" the Array Emperor asked.

"I'll stay. There is no one in this world who can stop me," Hun Tiandi said confidently.

Such bold words caused those around him to show looks of astonishment.

The Array Emperor nodded and transformed into a streak of light to head back. They would proceed according to plan, moving some of their foundations from the Overworld into the Underworld.

For instance, the six great Demonic Beasts they had subdued in the early years, all six being Dou Zun level experts.

Venerable Huanglong, the Scarlet Flame Sky Tiger, the Nine-Winged Sky Dragon, the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, the Blood Bat Demon Ape, and the Nether Sky Scorpion.

Hun Tiandi was extremely confident. The Blood God's attacks were uniquely eerie, ignoring Formations and Restrictions, able to travel through the earth or merge into others' bodies.

With such bizarre and terrifying methods, who could possibly harm him?

Swish...

Suddenly, over fifty streaks of light appeared in the distance. Each was dressed in black, radiating a cold aura and soaring arrogance. On their left chest was embroidered a small golden character: 'Qin'.

The fifty-odd people had various expressions. Their leader was very young, clutching a crimson cane. He appeared somewhat refined with a handsome face, and his eyes glowed with the light of wisdom.

A noble air of a high-ranking superior flowed from him.

"The Young Lord of the Qin Family? Why is he here? The peerless talent that appears once in a millennium, Qin Mian!" someone exclaimed.

Qin Mian led a group of Qin Family Disciples and subordinates to wait outside the Black Sea, not initiating a battle immediately.

They flew around the Black Sea to survey the terrain, finally stopping on a mountain peak not far from Hun Tiandi.

Hun Tiandi felt Qin Mian looking at him, and of course, he was also observing Qin Mian.

This state lasted for three days.

In a valley on the outskirts of the Black Sea, there was a large number of people. Inside the central palace stood two individuals.

One was a red-haired man in a crimson robe. In his hand, he slowly rotated two jade spheres made of high-quality fine jade.

A hint of wickedness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Before him was The Lady in White. She was noble and elegant, her expression cold as she looked at the map before her with indifference.

"Miss Xiao Yuer, the Elder has tasked us with managing the positions. When the time comes..." the red-robed man spoke slowly.

"Rest assured, I come from the Overworld and have no interest in vying for power or profit with you. You take full charge; I will not interfere!"

Miss Xiao Yuer said with extreme coldness.

"Very well. After all, there is a great difference between the Yin and Yang realms, and the methods of combat are different as well!" The red-robed man revealed a satisfied look.

The gaze he directed at Miss Xiao Yuer gained a hint of heat.

Miss Xiao Yuer flew directly out of the hall. A peerless beauty, a Nine-Star Dou Zun expert? And the Kundi Body?

Countless experts flew toward the Black Sea. On the way, an Emperor swept across the sky.

At the head was a man wearing a Pingtian Crown and a dragon robe. He possessed the majesty of an emperor, commanding respect without anger, and radiating an air of dominance.

As he stepped lightly through the air, ripples of Dragon Qi circulated. This person was from one of the two Great Heavenly Dynasties of the Underworld.

The Sovereign who had received the news the fastest: the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty of the southern Underworld.

The Sovereign of Great Wu, Wan Zhou.

The newcomer was indeed Wan Zhou, followed by a hundred people dressed in various attire—some in official robes, others in casual dress.

The three Black Robed Men following closest felt like two skeletons inside, though their hands resembled humans.

The three of them each held a staff and remained motionless, like Puppets.

Judging by their positions, aside from Wan Zhou, these three held the highest status.

"Stop!" the leading Black Robed Man spoke, his raspy voice somewhat grating.

"What's the matter?" Wan Zhou asked in confusion.

"This environment is not right!" the Black Robed Man said.

"It is a Dragon-Trapping Formation."

"Someone has set a trap around the Black Sea; there is a way in, but no way out!"

"Oh?" Wan Zhou's eyes turned cold. To become a Sovereign of a Celestial Dynasty, he naturally possessed considerable strength and wisdom. A trap?

Had someone leaked the information about the holy scripture on purpose?

"Sovereign, it seems someone intends to let the mantis stalk the cicada while they play the oriole from behind!" a civil official remarked.

"Someone lead a team and leave half our people behind. Summon the forces of the surrounding Imperial Dynasties to destroy the ones who set this trap. Do not let them disrupt our plans!" Wan Zhou said deeply.

"Yes!" The civil official took the order and left with fifty people.

The remaining people followed Wan Zhou toward the Black Sea, heading straight for it; the temptation of the holy scripture was too great.

The Blood River Holy Land had retreated, the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty had swept in, and with the addition of the Qin Family, the most powerful forces had essentially all arrived at the Black Sea.

At the Black Sea, Qin Mian seemed to be waiting for someone. He remained motionless, casually scanning the surroundings.

A short while later, Qin Mian opened his eyes, a faint smile appearing on his lips as fifty or so people flew in from the distance.

At their head was the domineering man wearing a Pingtian Crown and a nine-dragon robe.

"Wan Zhou?" Qin Mian's gaze was calm.

Wan Zhou arrived, scanned the area, nodded slightly, and finally looked at Qin Mian.

"Wan Zhou, you've finally arrived?" Qin Mian said with a smile.

It turned out the person he was waiting for was the Sovereign of the Great Wu Heavenly Dynasty, Wan Zhou.

"Young Lord of the Qin Family? Qin Mian?" Wan Zhou landed on the mountain peak, looking at Qin Mian with a solemn expression.

"You're too kind!"

"Hahaha, reaching the Dou Sheng level within a hundred years—a peerless Genius indeed. It was a regret that I, Wan, could not witness the Qin Family's great banquet!" Wan Zhou smiled.

"I wonder if you've come for the holy scripture?" Qin Mian got straight to the point.

"Aren't you here for the same?" Wan Zhou countered.

As two Dou Sheng experts conversed, none of their subordinates dared to speak. Both their identities and strengths were at the very peak of the Underworld.

"Yes!"

"Why haven't you made a move?" Wan Zhou asked.

"Waiting for you!" Qin Mian replied.

Hun Tiandi watched the two of them. They were truly the overlords of the Underworld; by comparison, the Dazheng Empire was still far behind.

"Sovereign of Great Wu, I only reached the Dou Sheng level five years ago. How about the two of us have a battle? The winner takes the holy scripture?" Qin Mian said confidently.

"Hahaha, you think you can fight against me?" Wan Zhou said disdainfully. As a Sovereign who had independently founded a Great Heavenly Dynasty, even within the Dou Sheng realm...

...his strength was among the top tier, yet Qin Mian actually wanted to challenge him.

A Breakthrough to the Dou Sheng level only five years ago—and he wanted to challenge him with that kind of strength? He felt a sense of being slighted, but then a sense of gravity grew in his heart.

Geniuses were often arrogant, but could one reach the Dou Sheng level through mere arrogance?

If Qin Mian were truly that conceited, how could he be called a Genius?