The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror

The arrival of Red-haired Yan Kong clearly tipped the situation in Xu Qing's favor. However, Xu Qing knew deeply that this was merely a key opportunity.

Several experts had their flesh and blood exploding.

A terrifying bone spur, at an incredible speed, thrust towards Xu Qing.

Xu Qing had no room to dodge.

He instinctively blocked the bone spur with his Heavenly Repairing Tribulation Hand.

Bang!

A golden light and the innate protection of the Five Great Demons appeared on Xu Qing's body, yet they couldn't completely neutralize the bone spur's force.

He felt as if his internal organs were about to tear apart, with a metallic taste of blood in his throat.

His entire body was sent flying over ten meters.

At that moment, the Heavenly Master and Xiong Chan seized the massive black shadow from both sides.

Red-haired Yan Kong recited a spell and threw out a red ring, which emitted a deep crimson light, immobilizing the black shadow of the Sky Demon.

Xu Qing suppressed the discomfort in his organs, beginning to form the Dharma Seal of Beidou Sealing God.

The flesh on his body started dissolving at a visible rate.

This was the Red Lotus Annihilation Secret Method he had secretly learned from the monk Shan Zhi using the Heavenly Repairing Tribulation Hand.

Shan Zhi the monk offered his own flesh and blood to summon the deity into his body.

Xu Qing sacrificed his own flesh, transforming it into pure Lifebound Essence Qi.

The power within him expanded several folds all of a sudden, surpassing both Xiong Chan and the Heavenly Master.

This power was far beyond what his current realm could control, and could last only a moment.

The examination paper unleashed its final tremendous masculine force, keeping Xu Qing's thoughts clear, forcibly executing the Beidou Sealing God.

Rays of clear light emerged from Xu Qing, entwining the immobilized black shadow of the Sky Demon.

These rays spun continuously; everyone in the great hall felt their own power being heavily suppressed.

This is the unique trait of the Beidou Sealing God Formation, sealing all laws.

The clear light of the formation enveloped the black shadow of the Sky Demon like an eggshell, continuously condensing.

In the void appeared a sphere of clear light.

Without hesitation, Xiong Chan took out a golden box.

Gold has the property of warding off divine skills and mystical occurrences.

Xiong Chan first wrapped the sphere in a Kasaya inscribed with ancient scriptures from his own body.

This was a vestment worn by the founder of the Great Zen Temple, Bodhidharma, with scriptures from the Diamond Prajnaparamita Sutra on it.

Once covered, mysterious scripture manifestations appeared one by one.

This could be said to be a treasured artifact of the Great Zen Temple, more precious than Qiankun Bags made from Human Immortal Skin.

Even if an ordinary person wore it and recited its scriptures for decades, combined with corresponding cultivation resources, they could naturally attain the rank of Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Therefore, this Kasaya could completely ensure that even if the Great Zen Temple declined, it would not result in a generational gap at the level of Martial Arts Grandmaster.

Though reluctant, Xiong Chan brought out the Kasaya to seal the old demon.

Finally, the golden box landed smoothly on the ground. It was covered with various potent talismans placed by the Heavenly Master.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Qing was now almost just skin and bones, and showed no sign of relief.

Because the small dragon of Qi Fortune and black energy inside him not only hadn't dissipated but had grown denser.

A calamity within a calamity!

This disaster exceeded his expectations.

"Gongming, did we not succeed?" Xiong Chan saw Xu Qing's expression, and an ominous foreboding arose in his heart.

Xu Qing: "We definitely didn't succeed, but I don't know where the problem lies."

He had full confidence in the judgment of the bronze mirror.

Before Xu Qing had finished speaking, a bell rang out from the golden box.

Under the leisurely toll of the bell, the talismans on the golden box started peeling off slowly.

It was as though time was rewinding.

Xu Qing was filled with horror.

What kind of terrifying divine skill was this.

The Heavenly Master hurriedly recited spells, trying to attach more talismans, but no matter what he did, he couldn't get them close to the golden box.

It was as if the space around the golden box, within several meters of radius, had completely detached from their current time and space, forming an independent dimension.

"This is the Taiqing Bell, capable of rewinding its own time." Red-haired Yan Kong looked utterly terrified and fled without a second glance.

"Go!" Xiong Chan, without hesitation, carried Xu Qing and left the great hall.

The Heavenly Master turned into a thunder cloud and flew out.

Just then, the great hall once again echoed with the sound of the bell.

It seemed as if time and space had momentarily frozen.

The Heavenly Master, Xiong Chan, and Red-haired Yan Kong managed to escape just before the bell tolled.

The other experts weren't that fortunate.

"Can't leave." In a split second, Xiong Chan carried the weakened Xu Qing away from the Seven Kills Demon Palace.

But just as they got out, Xu Qing spoke with a weak yet unwavering voice.

"Gongming, do not force it." Xiong Chan took a deep breath.

Even before he assumed the position of Abbott at the Great Zen Temple, having gone through numerous challenges, he had never encountered such a desperate situation.

When the Black Mountain Old Demon swept through Central Earth's various Daoist sects, Xiong Chan thought it was that generation's lack of capability. Now it seemed, that generation was quite capable indeed.

The previous generation's Daoist of the Xuantian Dragon Ascension Path had actually forced the Black Mountain Old Demon to fall from its realm, only able to attempt the creator realm's heavenly tribulation again after a century.

Now, in his eyes, this was almost incomprehensible.

"Creator!" Xiong Chan felt bitter, finally understanding that even a Martial Saint had an insurmountable chasm separating them from the creator realm.

"The Black Mountain Old Demon is at its weakest now; it can't use the Taiqing Bell's time-rewinding capability again. Now is our last chance." Xu Qing spoke calmly.

"Then what do we do?"