187: The Qilin Treasure Technique has a fatal flaw!

"You and Huan Meng are responsible for leading those two old geezers away. Don't let them interfere with me."

"Alright!"

Qin Shouzhuo was a decisive person.

He flipped his palm.

"Buzz!"

A tower of azure jade and glazed glass materialized out of thin air, hovering above his head.

Transcendent Spiritual Treasure—taiyi yanfa pagoda!

"Old friend, we are fighting side-by-side again."

Qin Shouzhuo murmured, and then the pressure of the Great Ascension Stage erupted violently.

"Wang Yusheng! Supreme Taixu! Get out here for this old man!"

A roar, like a clap of thunder, shook the entire basin.

"Who?!"

The expressions of the two people originally hidden in the dark changed drastically.

They hadn't expected someone to discover their whereabouts, let alone dare to challenge them so brazenly.

"Qin Shouzhuo?!"

Wang Yusheng appeared. Seeing the newcomer, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, which immediately turned into a sinister smile: "Old ghost, you're not dead yet? And your injuries have healed?"

"Hmph! Thanks to you, not only am I not dead, but I'm living quite well!"

Qin Shouzhuo sneered: "Today, I've come to settle the score with you!"

"Just you?"

Supreme Taixu also stepped out, his gaze indifferent: "A defeated opponent dares to speak of courage?"

"What about adding this?"

Lu Yuan waved his large sleeve.

"Buzz!"

Nine-colored Divine Light burst forth.

A massive Cloud Silkworm Immortal Butterfly appeared out of thin air. Its wings flapped, and the terrifying pressure of the Mahayana Middle Stage swept across the entire area.

"Primordial Royal Race?!"

The pupils of the two men suddenly contracted.

"Attack!"

Qin Shouzhuo gave them no time to think, directly activating the taiyi yanfa pagoda and suppressing it toward the two of them.

Huan Meng also let out a clear, sharp cry. Its wings fluttered, scattering illusory pollen everywhere, enveloping the two opponents.

"Damn it! We must deal with this old ghost first!"

Wang Yusheng and Supreme Taixu exchanged glances and had no choice but to engage in battle.

The three people and one butterfly instantly became locked in combat, fighting and retreating, quickly moving away from the center of the basin.

This was also Lu Yuan's plan.

Luring the tiger away from the mountain.

After Qin Shouzhuo and Huan Meng led Wang Yusheng and Supreme Taixu away, only Lu Yuan and the awakened Primeval Qilin remained in the basin.

"Roar—"

The Primeval Qilin slowly stood up, its eyes, larger than millstones, staring intently at the tiny human who had suddenly appeared.

It was furious.

Someone dared to disturb its sweet dream!

"Human... do you wish to die?"

The Primeval Qilin spoke human language, its voice like thunder, carrying deep contempt.

"Die?"

Lu Yuan walked slowly toward the Qilin with his hands behind his back, a faint smile on his face: "I'm here to send you off."

"Arrogant!"

The Primeval Qilin roared in anger, and the dark green scales covering its body suddenly lit up with dazzling light.

It did not pounce immediately but slowly paced in the Void Realm on its four limbs.

"Qilin Treasure Technique—Qilin Step!"

"Dong!"

As it took the first step, the Void Realm beneath its foot rippled like a water surface, creating a visible wave.

This was not ordinary spatial fluctuation, but the power of the Great Dao of Space, which only Great Ascension Stage Cultivators could touch!

"Dong!"

The second step was taken.

The Void Realm trembled, and the Great Dao roared.

A terrifying suppressive force instantly descended.

Lu Yuan's Seventh Transformation Space Law, which was still operating, let out a moan of distress in the face of this higher-level Dao, and was forcibly suppressed back into his body.

"The Great Dao of Space?"

Lu Yuan's expression slightly changed. He felt as if the space around his body had solidified into divine iron, firmly embedding him in place, making it extremely difficult even to move a finger.

This was the might of a Great Ascension Stage Divine Beast!

A Law must bow before a Dao!

"Hmph, a mere Body Integration Cultivator dares to flaunt space before this seat?"

A hint of mockery flashed in the Primeval Qilin's eyes: "Under this seat's Qilin Step, even Mahayana Cultivators of the same stage must be suppressed, let alone you?"

"Kneel before this seat!"

"Qilin Treasure Technique—Qilin Hoof!"

"Boom!"

The Primeval Qilin's massive body suddenly reared up, and then its right forehoof, covered in thick scales and wreathed in spatial Dao runes, heavily stomped down on Lu Yuan, who was fixed in place.

This stomp was wrapped in supreme Divine Power and spatial suppressive force.

As the hoof fell, the locked space around it did not shatter; instead, it collapsed inward intensely, forming an inescapable singularity intended to crush Lu Yuan completely into dust!

Seeing the massive hoof about to land, Lu Yuan was startled but not flustered; instead, brilliant light burst forth from his eyes.

"The Great Dao of Space is indeed formidable. My current Law power truly cannot contend against it."

"However..."

"I have the myriad things mother qi cauldron!"

"Cauldron, come!"

With a thought, the ancient, heavy, dark-yellow cauldron in Lu Yuan's Dantian instantly rushed out, hovering three feet above his head.

"Buzz!"

The body of the cauldron trembled slightly, and its mouth faced downward. Millions of strands of dark-yellow mother qi cascaded like a waterfall, shielding Lu Yuan completely.

The myriad things mother qi is the root of heaven and earth. A single strand can collapse mountains, and a single cauldron can suppress the myriad worlds of the heavens!

"Open up for me!"

Lu Yuan roared, injecting all his magic power into the great cauldron.

"Rumble!"

The myriad things mother qi cauldron erupted with an extremely heavy fluctuation.

This fluctuation was without frills, containing only one word—Heavy!

So heavy that even the Great Dao of Space could not bear it!

"Crack! Crack!"

The Void Realm, which had been tightly locked and solidified like iron by the Qilin Step, shattered inch by inch like fragile glass under the scouring of the myriad things mother qi!

The spatial suppression that the Primeval Qilin prided itself on was instantly broken!

"What?! myriad things mother qi?!"

A trace of horror flashed in the Primeval Qilin's eyes. It felt as if the space beneath its hooves was no longer solid ground but had turned into a bottomless swamp, and the momentum of its stomp instantly dissipated by more than half.

"Now!"

Lu Yuan regained his freedom. Not only did he not retreat, but he seized the moment the Qilin Hoof descended and its old injury was exposed, rushing forward.

He flipped his wrist, and a long sword radiating silver-white light appeared in his hand.

Transcendent Spiritual Treasure—Panhuang Void Sword!

Lu Yuan transformed into an extremely fine silver line, soaring up to meet the descending massive hoof.

This sword strike was incredibly fast and incredibly sharp!

It avoided the strongest edge of the Qilin Hoof's front and struck with unparalleled precision at the sole flaw—that slightly dull-colored scale!

"Pfft!"

A faint but fatal sound of a sharp blade entering flesh rang out.

The irresistible sharpness of the Panhuang Void Sword, driven by Lu Yuan's full power, easily pierced through the weakly defended scale and plunged fiercely into the wound of the Primeval Qilin's old injury!

Immediately after.

Sword Qi erupted!

Countless tiny spatial fissures exploded inside the wound, wildly tearing apart the Qilin's flesh and Meridians.

"Awoo—!!!"

A shrill, distorted scream, even carrying a hint of a whimper, instantly echoed throughout the entire Immortal Ancient Ruins.