Chapter 1 As Expected

Amidst Zhang Yuanqing's loud cry, a terrifyingly strong and frigid aura of yin energy surged from the Tianji Building, like a breath from the depths of hell, rapidly contaminating the magnificent tower.

Being on the eighth floor, he was the first to be hit, directly impacted by the rampaging yin energy. In an instant, he felt the Taiyin power within his body become chaotic and uncontrollable, just like when he was stared at by the Demon Eye Heavenly King's forehead eye.

His complexion began to turn pale, blood vessels surged in his eyes, his rational gaze faded, and bloodthirsty cruelty emerged. Like the disciples in the building, he was transforming into a Yin corpse due to the Taiyin power going berserk.

The next moment, the fiercely domineering power of the Sun God burst forth, suppressing the yin energy and curbing the mutation of his body.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly flew out of the Tianji Building, escaping into the air. He saw the entire Tianji Building shaking violently, like a building on the verge of collapse in an earthquake. All the candles inside flickered, turning into ghostly green flames.

The originally brightly lit tower turned into a ghost building in the night, emitting a ghastly green light. The disciples in the building, whether awake or asleep, whether extraordinary or saint, were all transformed into Yin creatures under the erosion of the frigid aura.

Their consciousness vanished instantly, and they uttered beast-like "hoarse" sounds from their throats. The rationality in their eyes faded, leaving only pure brutality and bloodlust.

"Fuck!" Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but curse.

His prediction was correct. The National Preceptor was indeed refining Yin corpses, not trying to refine himself into a level nine Yin creature. Based on his experience just now, the National Preceptor was in a weakened level nine state, surpassing the peak of level eight, but not truly promoted to level nine. This was because he failed to seize the Dragon Qi, and had no choice but to break through prematurely.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

The noise of helicopter propellers came, and Bee Woman Xiao Yuan, known for her speed, was the first to arrive. Although she had already advanced to "Filthy Spirit," she was still used to traveling with her Gu body.

The advantage of the Gu body would not disappear because of advancing to the Ruler level. Immediately afterwards, a streak of fire came rapidly, exploding outside the Tianji Building, revealing the burly figure of Gang Leader Duan with dark red hair.

He was covered in bloodstains, his injuries were neither light nor heavy. The Ruler-level Yin corpse that fought with him had already turned into coke in the scorching flames.

Finally, the Palace Master in a red dress came, gliding like a fairy on a strip of silk.

The three Rulers stood side by side with Zhang Yuanqing, floating in the air, looking at the Tianji Building from afar. The entire tower seemed to have added terrifying special effects, emitting a ghostly green light, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura, like a building from the underworld appearing in the human world.

Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "As I expected, the National Preceptor has refined himself into a Yin creature, wanting to break through to the Grandmaster realm. Although the plan has been disrupted by me, he still has half a foot into the Grandmaster realm."

This was mainly said to Gang Leader Duan. This Jianghu commoner might not understand the concept of a weakened level nine, but he would immediately understand half-step Grandmaster.

Gang Leader Duan was shocked, but what shocked him even more was the emperor beside him. He looked him up and down in disbelief and said, "What Wang Beiwang said is all true?"

Wang Beiwang had told him that His Majesty the Emperor had a talent comparable to a monster, and therefore was envied by the heavens, fearing that his shocking cultivation would be sealed, so he was disheartened, indulged in wine and women, and lived a decadent life.

Gang Leader Duan and Elder Xu did not believe it at all, thinking that this was Zhao Shunzhou's bewitching words.

There were many similar things in history. Many heroes would fabricate some sensational legends for themselves before rising up, in order to shock people's hearts, such as beheading the white snake, and self-proclaimed Celestial Master, and so on.

Unexpectedly, what Zhao Shun said was true. The fact that he was about to enter the Grandmaster realm was in front of him, so he couldn't help but believe it.

"A ruler does not joke." Zhang Yuanqing stood with his hands behind his back, "Since ancient times, emperors have been the sons of heaven, but only Zheng is a human king, envied by heaven."

The gang leader was greatly shocked, and then looked at Xiao Yuan and the Palace Master, and asked suspiciously, "Are you two also human kings?"

Xiao Yuan and the Palace Master still had a sense of shame and did not answer.

At this time, the four of them felt a chill in their hearts, a feeling of being watched by a terrifying creature, their hairs stood on end, and a chill ran down their spines.

In the Tianji Building, where ghost fires flickered, a deep darkness suddenly surged out, and in an instant, Zhang Yuanqing and others were in complete darkness and silence.

They couldn't hear any sound, and even the stars in the sky disappeared. Zhang Yuanqing had encountered a similar situation before, that was during the trip to the capital, when he was pulled into a hidden realm by Ling Tuo.

He did not hesitate to use the "Sun Rise" skill, condensing the power of the Sun God on the top of his head, forming a condensed miniature sun.

Golden light burst through the darkness, dispelling the hidden realm, and returning to the real world.

At the same time, he heard the Palace Master's urgent cry, "Your Majesty, be careful behind you!"

A tall and burly black shadow appeared behind him, and a乌光闪闪 (wū guāng shǎn shǎn) sharp claw stabbed towards his heart.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly opened the item bar and took out the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and the Violet Thunder Shield.

Because there was no time to wear the "Artisan Ring," the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon transformed into a dragon shape, and then crashed down on the street below, making a deafening snore.

The Violet Thunder Shield faced the ghostly claw strike alone.

"Squeak!"

Amidst the teeth-aching sound of metal twisting, the乌光闪闪 (wū guāng shǎn shǎn) sharp claw pierced through the Violet Thunder Shield and inserted into Zhang Yuanqing's chest and abdomen. Taking advantage of the breathing opportunity brought by the props, Zhang Yuanqing condensed a golden spear in his right hand and stabbed it into the chest of the tall black shadow with a backhand.

At this time, he could see the true face of the tall black shadow.

This was a Yin creature wearing a Taoist robe, with dry grass-like white hair draped over its head, and a Mo Yu (墨玉) Pi Xiu趴 (pā - lying prone) on top.

Its skin was dark black and keratinized, its two eyeballs were emerald green, its 森白 (sēn bái) fangs protruded from its lips, and a viscous, fog-like Yin Qi permeated its body.

The spear pierced into the opponent's chest like a red-hot iron immersed in molten iron, making a "hissing" sound, and bursts of illusory black smoke rose.

And Zhang Yuanqing's chest was frozen by ice and frost, and Yin Qi invaded his body, freezing his vitality.

"Zhao Shun, you ruined my great event, forcing me to leave seclusion early, and there is no hope of advancing to the Grandmaster realm. Today, I will use your life and the lives of the creatures in the city to atone for your sins." The National Preceptor spoke human words, his voice no longer ethereal and majestic, but with a hoarse sound of phlegm stuck in his throat.

"Aowu!"

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was finally awakened by its master. It rushed into the sky, its neck bulged, and it喷 (pēn - spewed) out pure Yang flames towards the two of them. The Mo Yu (墨玉) Pi Xiu on top of its head opened its mouth.

The air currents rolled, and the fierce and domineering Yang flames were instantly sucked into the Pi Xiu's mouth. A dark golden light lit up in the Pi Xiu's abdomen, as if it was about to expand, and the next moment it was refined into nothingness.

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon's big eyes bulged out, as if it was shocked.

"Bang!"

Zhang Yuanqing kicked the National Preceptor's chest, kicking away the sharp claws that were stuck in his chest.

Then he switched to the mount mode, rode the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and fled out of the city, and said loudly, "Follow me."