Asura Mad Emperor

"You little brat, today is your day of death!"

Seeing the pixiu suddenly turn its head to attack Qinchuan, the Netherworld Saintess also cried out sharply and soared into the air. With an immortal's graceful posture, her flawless white jade palm came crashing down like a mountain collapsing, striking towards Qinchuan's chest from both the left and right, in sync with the pixiu.

The pixiu dove down sharply, its lion claws shining sharply with a chilling gleam, reaching towards the top of Qinchuan's head with a piercing screech.

Fourteen prayer beads materialized around Qinchuan, encircling his waist and flashing with a dazzling divine radiance, like the stars in the heavens.

"Imperial!"

Qinchuan opened his mouth wide, using the powerful Imperial Character Spell Decree, a technique for commanding magical treasures from ancient times.

At his command, the fourteen prayer beads whistled forth, transforming into a burst of brilliant stars, and crashed towards the two attackers.

Although these fourteen beads looked identical to the Netherworld Saintess's lifebound weapon, they were merely spiritual artifacts replicated from her weapon's template, lacking both its power and material quality.

However, now that Qinchuan had activated the Imperial Character Spell Decree, the fourteen prayer beads unleashed an overwhelming force, stirring the heavens and earth so much that for a moment, they seemed to possess the might of her lifebound weapon.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In an instant, explosions erupted non-stop, countless bursts of divine light detonating in front of the bronze door, their blinding brightness filling the world with shock.

The fourteen prayer beads, once activated, emitted a terrifying presence, but because the Imperial Character Spell Decree was so heaven-defying, the beads eventually exploded just like Qinchuan's long spear, shattering to pieces.

But his goal had been achieved, he had successfully blocked the terrifying assault from the beast and woman.
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Pixiu, let's strike together and kill this boy first!" ordered the Netherworld Saintess coldly, her hair fluttering as her eyes brimmed with endless murderous intent.

However, the pixiu only had a remnant soul within its body and after awakening, it mostly retained its instinctual bloodlust, paying no heed to human words.

"Roar!" The pixiu let out an angry roar and surprisingly spat out a divine rainbow, attempting to obliterate the Netherworld Saintess.

It was completely in a state of frenzied rage!

"Wretched beast, how dare you attack me," said the Netherworld Saintess, her demeanor icy as her robe fluttered, her gaze filled with boundless intent to kill.

But the pixiu didn't care who she was; its aura was as majestic as a rainbow, releasing soundwaves from its mouth, striking towards the Netherworld Saintess. At the same time, its tail, stiff like a golden cudgel, swept across the Eight Desolates, creating a terrifying whirlwind that pressed down on Qinchuan.

"Suppress!"

The Netherworld Saintess cried out sharply, and at the same time, she called out, "Qinchuan, let us join forces to kill this beast and open the bronze door!"

"Hmph, you witch, always flip-flopping. This young master scorns any alliance with you."

Just a moment ago, the Netherworld Saintess was working with the pixiu to kill Qinchuan, but since the pixiu was too proud to heed her, she then proposed that Qinchuan join her to defeat the pixiu.

With such fickleness, how could Qinchuan possibly believe her words?

As he spoke, radiant light emanated from Qinchuan's body, with Great Dao Rune Patterns surfacing and sinking around him. He raised his palm and struck, a golden palm imprint descending from above, aiming at both the pixiu and the Netherworld Saintess.

In that instant, it was as if deities were warring in this world, where light and shadow, path and dharma dazzled brilliantly, scattering in all directions, resulting in a shocking and tumultuous battle among the three.

This was a battle for life or death, bloodshed aplenty. Both were injured, the pixiu's golden fur now dyed red with blood. No one retreated, as the intense battle among the three became even more fierce.

"Crack!"

Qinchuan was the first to succumb, struck in the chest by the pixiu's claw, he flew backwards, his ribs fractured.

Qinchuan had fought his way here, encountering eight guards after entering the city and battling them, slaughtering several Dao Palace powerhouses in succession, later facing the Devouring Sword Formation, and finally battling to this place with the Netherworld Saintess.

After fighting continuously for several days and nights, his physical body began to show signs of fatigue.

Adding to the fact that one was a person from the Upper Realm suppressing his Realm to descend, and the other was a remnant soul of an Ancient Fierce Beast, his Emperor Soul was currently in a deep slumber.

When he was swept away, a Bronze Fragment flew out from Qinchuan's body, shooting straight toward the bronze door; this was the Bronze Fragment he initially acquired from the Gu Shi.

After the Bronze Fragment was blown away, it flew back precisely to the damaged area of the bronze door, as if something was drawing it there, and securely returned to where it was missing.

Upon closer examination, it fit seamlessly, without any sign of irregularity, as though it had always belonged there and had never fallen off in the first place.

However, the battle between the Netherworld Saintess and the Pixiu was still ongoing. Apart from Qinchuan, no one noticed this small detail.

Just as that piece of Bronze Fragment returned to its original position, an anomaly suddenly arose.

Suddenly, the bronze door burst forth with a brilliant radiance.

Then, this bronze door suddenly emitted a rumbling sound.

This sound seemed to come from the Nine Heavens, profound and intense, almost as if it originated from the end of the time river, carrying a strong sense of loneliness and desolation.

The rumbling phenomenon was clearly audible to everyone.

"What's happening?"

"What just occurred?"

This question surfaced in everyone's minds.

At that moment, everyone stopped in their tracks and looked towards the bronze door. Even the Pixiu halted its assault at that moment, its eyes shooting out intense flames as it looked over.

"The Bronze Door!"

"The Bronze Door has opened!"

The man wearing a Heaven Devouring Beast mask from Netherworld Hall exclaimed in shock.

By then, everyone had noticed that the bronze door had cracked open slightly.

The strange phenomenon they had just witnessed was the sound of the bronze door opening.

"What kind of heaven-defying existence lies behind this door?"

"What treasure that attracts countless talented geniuses is it exactly?"

Netherworld Hall had prepared for decades to open this bronze door, even devising poisonous schemes and massacring the talented to acquire their Essence Blood. Now, the answer was about to be revealed.

"It's about to show its true face."

Everyone held their breath, not daring to even breathe heavily, their gazes intensely fixed on the gap in the center of the bronze door, their eyes shining with divine light, trying to see what lied behind it.

"Hiss—"

As if sensing the divine light from the Cultivators, a blinding halo suddenly flickered within the gap, assaulting everyone's eyes.

The next moment, a piercing scream abruptly filled the air.

"Ah!"

"My eyes!"

"I've been blinded!"

A halo burst out from behind the bronze door, piercing through space and directly impaling the eyes of the Cultivator who attempted to peer through, fortunately not having used his Divine Sense to probe, or he would have been met with an immediate backlash, leading to death and the dissolution of his path.

Seeing this scene, a chill ran through everyone's heart, and they inwardly felt fortunate for not trying to spy on the other side.

Just as the bronze door opened a crack, at the very beginning of this ancient road, the central city in this region suddenly experienced a slight tremor.