253: Five dragon scales, dragon-slaying technique

In Forbidden Purple Immortal City, the few surviving officials walked out of the main hall.

Qin Jiang looked at these people with some surprise; he had thought they would all be dead, not expecting a few to survive.

"Yan Jibai, High Minister of Zixuan, welcomes the Immortal Lord's arrival. Now that our Zixuan is without a Master, we request the Immortal Lord to take charge!"

The white-haired old man at the lead prostrated himself directly on the ground, tears streaming down his Face as he pleaded.

Behind him, two high-ranking officials at the Saint Lord Level also prostrated themselves, and the several people behind them hurriedly followed suit upon seeing this.

Qin Jiang looked over and couldn't help but feel somewhat moved.

Where would figures of the Saint Lord Level not be pillars of existence? When had they ever knelt so humbly?

Yet this scene had occurred in Zixuan Holy Land.

Qin Jiang stepped into the immortal city and walked straight toward the hall. Without the dome's obstruction, the view was much better.

Walking up to the dragon throne, he glanced at it, casually pulled it up, refined it back into Immortal Gold Mother Root, and then sat down directly.

Looking outside the hall, those few people were still prostrate on the ground. He spoke with some helplessness, "Alright, stop acting. If you have something to say, say it quickly; if not, I'm leaving."

As his voice fell, the leading old man used his sleeves to lift himself up and quickly walked into the hall.

"Immortal Lord, please do not be in a hurry, do not be in a hurry. You see, Zixuan is currently without a Master. Why not temporarily take the position of Emperor?"

"Rest assured, although this old man is aged, I still have some influence. I only need to personally announce it to the world, and you can naturally become the Zi Xuan Emperor."

Yan Jibai smiled, his expression carrying a hint of fawning.

This was not to be blamed on him; he was an old ghost who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Matters of Face were just superficialities he had long since ceased to care about.

Of course, this was also because of Qin Jiang's identity.

Although Zixuan Holy Land had been messed up beyond recognition by the Zi Xuan Emperor, they still knew some news from the outside world.

Therefore, he naturally paid more attention to this Immortal Lord who had no factional identity.

He had even thought about secretly finding this Immortal Lord and asking him to eliminate the Zi Xuan Emperor.

But the Zi Xuan Emperor's methods were too bizarre; his seemingly unintentional nonsense always managed to disrupt Yan Jibai's plans.

"Oh? Since Your Excellency has such powerful influence, why didn't you call upon experts to surround and kill the Zi Xuan Emperor back then?" Qin Jiang smiled.

Hearing this, Yan Jibai turned his head slightly, showing a bit of regret and melancholy. "That fellow's behavior was truly difficult to understand or predict. I feared he would slaughter everyone in Zixuan."

He was truly afraid; that guy's behavior was absurd and bizarre, impossible to comprehend, as if he didn't care at all about the feelings of others.

Even slaughtering an entire city at will was like a joke to that guy.

He was now nearing his limit. Even though he was hanging onto life using the Law of Time, his blood and Qi had declined, and his strength was no longer at its Peak.

Besides him, although Ji Ming and Bai Qi had not yet fallen from their Peak, they were by no means a match for the Zi Xuan Emperor.

When the time came and the three of them died, Zixuan would have no power to resist at all.

Qin Jiang perceived his thoughts and nodded slightly.

Indeed, in a world where great power belonged to the individual, success or failure was often just a matter of a strong person's whim.

"I don't have time. However, I suggest you go take a look at Qingyun Holy Land," he said.

Yan Jibai looked toward the direction of Qingyun Holy Land upon hearing this. "This old man understands."

Qin Jiang nodded, rose from the high platform, and with a casual wave, a streak of profound light flew into Yan Jibai's brow.

In an instant, Yan Jibai fell into a stiff state as countless streams of information flashed through his mind.

"Zixuan can temporarily use my name, but I do not hope for any more 'Emperors' or such things to appear in Zixuan in the future."

After saying this, Qin Jiang's figure vanished.

Ji Ming and Bai Qi stepped forward, looking at Yan Jibai nervously, but they didn't dare do much.

A moment later, Yan Jibai regained his senses, his eyes already overflowing with tears.

The Great Dragon-Slaying Art he had bitterly sought for his entire life had now appeared before his eyes so casually in this manner.

It was truly... truly... satisfying! Evaporating the tears in his eyes, his vision cleared. He looked at the two wrinkled old Faces. "Get lost, get lost! What kind of look is that? I'm not dead yet!"

Ji Ming and Bai Qi retreated slightly with sheepish expressions.

"Old man, are you alright?" Ji Ming looked at him and asked.

"What could possibly be wrong with me? Are you old things hoping for me to die so you can seize the throne and become Emperor?" Yan Jibai shouted with a laugh.

Ji Ming lowered his head and didn't dare say anything, while Bai Qi, on the side, scratched his nose somewhat indifferently.

"Master, if we're talking about old things, you're the real old thing...!"

At this point, Bai Qi's expression changed drastically. He raised his hand and made a reversing motion, causing time to flow back to the previous second. "You are much older than me and Senior Brother."

"Me, old? I have longevity without bounds; even if you two die, I won't! Wait..."

Yan Jibai looked at Bai Qi. "Did you just call me an old thing? Why did the Law of Time fluctuate?"

Bai Qi's expression changed slightly upon hearing this, and he squeezed out a pale, weak smile. "Ah? Hahaha, did I? I don't know? I'm an old thing now, I'm useless."

Yan Jibai waved his hand in disgust. "Fine, stop being glib. Take a look at this."

With a wave of his hand, five dragon scales flew out, inscribed with tiny characters.

Bai Qi and Ji Ming looked at the small characters on the dragon scales, and the more they looked, the more shocked they became.

"This... this was written by which great expert? Could it be a remnant record of an Immortal King?" Ji Ming looked at the five dragon scales in shock.

The simple words carried power that transcended the era. This was going to completely subvert the Zhongyuan Continent!

Bai Qi was equally shocked. Although he was the Grand Marshal and didn't see things as clearly as Ji Ming and his Master, his general understanding couldn't be wrong.

If they truly did this, they would essentially be making enemies of every immortal sect on the entire continent!

"Master, be cautious! This is no joke! If outsiders learn of our intentions, even our true spirit might be completely obliterated! We—"

Yan Jibai directly raised his hand to interrupt. "Say no more, my mind is made up. If you lack the courage, then leave. But for three thousand years, you must not show yourself! Otherwise, do not blame your Master for being heartless and asking Immortal Lord Qin to clean out the sect!"

While Bai Qi was thinking of defending himself against the first half of the sentence, he immediately went silent upon hearing the part about asking Immortal Lord Qin to clean out the sect.

"Master, I thought you were going to take action yourself."

"Nonsense! As if I could beat you! Stop being glib. You and Ji Ming start preparing. This matter is of great importance; we must not act with undue haste!"

"We might only have one chance! Also, absolutely do not involve Immortal Lord Qin!"

"If one day we fail, Immortal Lord Qin will eventually pass down this great art again!"

"Understood, Master. Rest assured, even if I die, I will never expose it. I will completely obliterate my memory of this period right now."

"Good, then I will go to Qingyun Holy Land to take a look."

"Qingyun Holy Land? Why go there? What's there to see?"

"Old Ji, the Immortal Lord suggested Master go take a look, so there must be a deep meaning! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand!"

"Hmm? Old Bai, didn't you obliterate this memory? How do you still remember?"

"In a moment, in a moment. Same for you!"

"I'm not a big mouth like you, I don't need to."

"You—"

"Enough! Both of you shut up! If you dare say another word, you can both go kneel before the Ancestral Master!"

At the end of the Southern Border in the Southern Region, near the Endless Ice Sea, a purple light flashed and vanished.

The Zi Xuan Emperor's figure emerged, gasping for breath, his eyes still filled with terror.

"Phew—!"

"Fortunately, this Emperor reserved a revival card, otherwise, I would have really met my end this time!"