Chapter 223 Terrifying Evil Objects

"The legend may be true, because the ancient and exceptionally powerful aura emanating from the palace is undeniable," said Tai Bai Venus in a deep voice, startling Qin Jun. Even Tai Bai Venus acknowledged its strength, how powerful could it be?

Sha Wujing and the Red Boy also looked serious, indicating that the enemy they were facing was no ordinary foe.

The only one excited was Li Yuanba, this foolish kid who wished for a stronger enemy. Qin Jun couldn't even be bothered to look at him.

What frustrated Qin Jun the most was how even the Canglan Kingdom harbored such a deadly weapon. If the Qianyue Kingdom didn't have one, he would refuse to accept it.

Why!

Why is that!

Qin Jun ranted in his mind, but on the surface, he remained calm. He glanced at the others and decided, "Wujing, you go and check it out first. We'll follow shortly."

Although the Red Boy was the strongest, his playful nature made Qin Jun uneasy.

Sha Wujing nodded and immediately flew towards the palace. Watching his departing figure, Qin Jun found it hard to calm his heart.

Dusk had already descended, and a deep red cloud had gathered over the sky of the Canglan capital, constantly changing, as if there were evil spirits shouting within it, making Qin Jun even more uneasy.

Damn it, just after offending the Abyss Gate, now this, the heavens are truly envious of talent!

Qin Jun cursed in his mind, unaware that there were two major forces holding a grudge against him: the mysterious Black Night Pavilion and the superpowerful ruler of the Unclaimed Territory, the Black Flame Cult.

The death of An Xiao made it impossible for the elder of the Black Night Pavilion to let it go. And the fact that Gu Deng coveted the Southern Zhuo Dynasty and helped the Northern Gong ancestors, only to be burned to ashes by the Red Boy, made this grudge irreconcilable. His underlings in the Black Flame Cult would naturally keep an eye on Qin Jun's movements.

In the world of Jianghu, who could avoid the blade?

It would be abnormal not to have enemies.

"The Holy Court... will never perish..."

At this moment, a voice that seemed to come from ancient times echoed from deep within the capital, making Qin Jun's scalp tingle even more, increasing his nervousness.

"No! Yuanba! Red Boy! Xiong Tianquan! Let's go ahead, the rest follow the army to avoid being ambushed by the enemy!"

Qin Jun couldn't sit still any longer. He immediately leaped into the air, conjuring a cloud of mist under his feet, and flew at full speed towards the Canglan Imperial Palace, with Li Yuanba, the Red Boy, and Xiong Tianquan following closely behind.

Although Daji, Xiaoli, and Zhu Yanqing were worried, they didn't rashly follow. Even Daji had to admit that she, too, had gradually fallen behind in the rhythm of the battle, as the enemies they encountered became increasingly formidable.

In recent times, Daji had been feeling quite frustrated, but there was nothing she could do about it.

"Man proposes, God disposes..." Zhang Jiao muttered to himself, gazing at the capital with profound eyes, lost in thought.

This phrase was something he had heard from Qin Jun and had become almost a mantra for him.

At the same time, Qin Jun and his group flew over the city walls, where soldiers were attacking them with arrows and spells, all of which were deflected by Li Yuanba's hammer.

"A bunch of ants!"

The Red Boy, feeling irritated, breathed out a mouthful of Samadhi True Fire, engulfing several blocks in raging flames. The screams of the soldiers and cultivators were heard one after another, but soon fell silent.

Ordinary people were powerless against the Samadhi True Fire.

Qin Jun's eyelids twitched. In the eyes of someone like the Red Boy, the lives of ordinary people were indeed insignificant, but he had been an ordinary person in his previous life, so he felt a twinge of compassion. However, this compassion quickly disappeared.

Compassion would only hinder his progress in the war.

Soon, Qin Jun saw the figures of Li Bai and Sha Wujing, who were besieging a mass of black smoke that resembled a human face, sending chills down one's spine. At the bottom of the black smoke, a bronze mirror floated in the air, emitting a strange white light.

Because the black smoke was so attention-grabbing, Qin Jun didn't notice the bronze mirror.

"What is that?" Qin Jun asked in astonishment, but no one could answer him because no one knew.

Li Yuanba directly took out the Golden Peng Divine Hammer and charged forward, while the Red Boy and Xiong Tianquan were not in a hurry, as they were more agile in their thinking.

Although both Sha Wujing and Li Bai could attack the black smoke, they were both repelled by it. The edge of the black smoke was constantly changing, but its size and outline remained the same.

"The Holy Court... will never perish..."

"Will never perish..."

These words kept coming from the black smoke, leaving people puzzled.

What exactly was the Holy Court?

Qin Jun was full of question marks, and subconsciously asked the system in his mind. The system's response almost made him spit blood: "How would I know? I'm not a god!"

Damn it!

This guy is becoming more and more human, even learning to retort!

"Haha! Qin Jun, you're finished! How can mere mortals like you resist the ancient soul!" Zhu Yishi, who looked like a skeleton, stood in the ruins and taunted, making Qin Jun look at him in surprise. What happened to this kid?

After not seeing him for several months, how did he end up like this? How many shots did it take for him to end up like this?

"What is the ancient soul?" Qin Jun curiously asked Xiong Tianquan, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

At that moment, the so-called ancient soul, the black smoke, suddenly erupted with a terrifying force, knocking Li Bai and the others down. Below, Zhu Yishi and the others were also sent flying along with the ruins.

The entire palace was razed to the ground, and the surrounding buildings were shattered, forming a gradually expanding huge crater. In the blink of an eye, its diameter exceeded two thousand meters, and even Qin Jun, who had reached the Fourth Layer of the Transcendence Realm, almost couldn't stabilize his figure.

"It's really big trouble..."

Qin Jun thought with a dark expression. As for running away, he never even considered it. If he could escape, what about his Dragon Rising Legion?

Unless it is absolutely necessary, the King of Qin would not be able to bring himself to abandon his soldiers.

Li Yuanba, Li Bai, and Sha Wujing also showed expressions of shock. Even Sha Wujing, who had reached the ninth level of the heavenly realm, revealed such a look, indicating the immense power of the ancient soul.

"The ancient soul! Kill them quickly!" Zhu Yishi exclaimed excitedly. Even though he fell flat on his face, he still wanted to see the King of Qin die as soon as possible.

As soon as he spoke, the ancient soul suddenly extended a tentacle formed of black smoke, swiftly reaching for Zhu Yishi. Without time to react, Zhu Yishi was pierced through the chest by it, blood splattering on the ground. His expression froze instantly, his eyes showing an incredulous look.

The next moment, an even more terrifying thing happened. Zhu Yishi's entire body withered and shriveled like a plant, and within five breaths, he was sucked away by the black smoke tentacle, disappearing without a trace.

Even Qin Jun, who was used to horror movies, couldn't help but shiver down his spine at the sight.

Not to mention the ordinary people like the Emperor Canglan, who were almost scared out of their wits.

"This evil thing is named after the ancient, and it is probably as Jia Xun said, from the ancient Magic Dynasty..." the Roaring Heaven Hound said in a deep voice, his eyes full of dread.

The most terrifying thing is the mysterious and unpredictable existence, not knowing what the other party is, or how strong they really are.