Chapter 521: The Immortal Master, the Imperial Seal

Under the combined efforts of the Jade Tripod elders, a fairy tripod flew out from the depths of the Jade Tripod Palace. It seemed to be made of bronze, with three legs and two ears, about ten feet high, and nine faces with divine patterns, each forming a picture.

As soon as the fairy tripod appeared, it automatically gathered all the spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles like a spring, and bloomed with brilliant light.

"It's the Nine Fairy Tripod, great!"

"Once the Nine Fairy Tripod is out, any monster will be wiped out!"

"I just don't know why the mountain protection formation is not activated, otherwise there is no need to use the Nine Fairy Tripod. I heard that the Nine Fairy Tripod is used to suppress the fortune of the sect. Every time it is used, it will affect the fortune of our Jade Tripod Palace."

"Look, that monster is really no good!"

...

As soon as the fairy tripod appeared, the effect was immediate. All the thunder that fell from the sky was sucked into the tripod, and even the thunderclouds in the sky were sinking rapidly.

The zombie who knew thunder magic was obviously solemn. He took a deep breath, formed thunder seals with his hands, stepped on the Gang Step, and seemed to be muttering something.

This look made many Yuding disciples stunned.

A zombie, not only knew thunder magic, but also... stepped on the Gang Step?

Boom!

As the zombie stepped on the Gang Step, the thunder power between heaven and earth suddenly became countless times stronger. Many trees caught fire automatically. The disciples were also full of static electricity, and a slight touch would make a crackling sound.

Then, a thunder like a dragon fell from the sky, and the dazzling purple lightning seemed to cover the entire Taixuan Mountain with a layer of rosy clouds.

This purple thunder was as gorgeous and beautiful as crystal, but it also concealed the most terrible destructive power in the world.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuyang's eyes lit up instantly, and he finally confirmed the identity of the zombie.

One of the direct disciples of Guigu Immortal Master, the founder of Feixian Cave, the highest achiever of thunder magic in the Taoist lineage of this world, and the creator of "Purple Thunder Book"!

His doubts finally dissipated. It turned out that this ancient Purple Thunder Master became a zombie. No wonder he could control the thunder with his evil body.

But why did the dignified Purple Thunder Master, the founder of Feixian Cave, become a zombie, and was controlled by Tianzun?

Boom!

The purple thunder was mighty and struck the Nine Immortal Cauldron.

The flowing immortal light, which seemed to be an eternal treasure tripod, actually trembled violently, and some fragments fell off. A clear burnt mark appeared on the tripod.

This made many disciples look unbelievable.

However, although the immortal tripod was damaged, it was still trying to take the zombie into the tripod, and it had achieved certain results.

The zombie had fallen from the clouds and was sinking continuously.

He seemed to feel the threat of death, and he did not hesitate to consume a lot of mana to summon a series of innate purple thunders.

The immortal cauldron trembled more and more, and pieces of bronze fragments fell like raindrops.

Puff!

An elder vomited blood and died suddenly, and fell down.

"Quick, disciples, listen to the order, we will sacrifice our bodies to the cauldron to help it defeat the devil, and we must not let this devil cause chaos in the world!"

After saying this, the most prestigious elder directly sacrificed his flesh and blood essence, turned into a stream of light and flew into the cauldron.

The other elders followed closely.

The disciples in the Jade Cauldron Palace had different reactions, some hesitated, some were resolute, but in the end they all chose to sacrifice their lives for justice, sacrificing their lives to help the immortal cauldron defeat the devil.

For a time, countless streams of light gathered, making the Nine Immortal Cauldron shine brightly, and even blocked the innate purple thunder outside.

Just as the zombie was about to be sucked into the cauldron, the Nine Immortals Cauldron suddenly made a cracking sound, and cracks appeared one after another, and then it completely collapsed under the desperate eyes of everyone.

Some of the surviving Yuding disciples were struck by lightning, as if in a dream.

The Nine Immortals Cauldron... broke?

How is this possible?

At this moment, a deep sigh sounded.

"It turns out that the so-called Nine Immortals Cauldron is a fake."

A figure slowly emerged. He was wearing a bronze mask and a black robe. He stepped on the head of a huge black turtle, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his deep eyes.

It seemed a little disappointed and a little uninterested.

The Yuding Palace raised a group to offer sacrifices, which was a feat that could stimulate the full power of the Nine Immortals Cauldron, but the treasure cauldron could not withstand the power and exploded.

This can only mean that the cauldron is fake, a counterfeit.

"The tripod is a fake tripod, the map is a fake map, and the Jade Tripod Palace... turns out to be just a cover."

Tianzun shook his head, and then the Sky-moving Black Turtle under his feet seemed to have received an order and crashed into Taixuan Mountain.

Boom!!!

The earth shook, as if the world collapsed.

That night, the giant turtle crashed into the mountain, and the entire Taixuan Mountain was shorter, as if it had experienced a tragic earthquake. Countless palaces collapsed, and there were broken walls and ruins everywhere.

Many disciples were crushed into meat paste.

But even so, there were still many people who swore to defend the Jade Tripod Palace to the death. They rushed towards the invincible black turtle without hesitation, like an ant shaking a tree, a mantis arm trying to stop a chariot.

But Zhang Jiuyang was touched by their beliefs.

Because these people were sending themselves to die on the surface, but in fact they were covering their retreat, the uncles, uncles, brothers, and sisters spontaneously gathered together to form a human wall, desperately holding up the giant turtle that crashed into the mountain, just to let the brothers and sisters escape down the mountain.

Intellectually speaking, for a sect, people with high cultivation are more valuable, but at this moment, children are the most valuable.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuyang finally understood why Taoist Qingxuan's obsession had not dissipated after six hundred years, why Senior Brother Miao Shenke could never forget the former Yuding Palace, and why the name of Yuding Palace was still often mentioned and missed six hundred years after its destruction.

Just like the Imperial Observatory, this is a sect with its own beliefs and convictions.

According to the records left by Zhuge Qixing, some young Yuding disciples did escape, but they all lost their memories of that night without exception, as if they were erased from their memory.

These disciples were later taken in by Zhuge Qixing and became the backbone of the Imperial Observatory.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Jiuyang saw that among the people who escaped down the mountain, one of them actually looked somewhat similar to Shao Yun.

Perhaps that person was Shao Yun's ancestor. He later settled down in Baimei City at the foot of the mountain and watched over the Yuding Palace on the mountain for generations, until Shao Ming couldn't help but go up the mountain and inherited the Great Freedom Zhoutian Jiyi Gong.

"Danyang, a disciple of Jingyun Peak of Yuding Palace, did not bring shame to the master!"

A handsome middle-aged Taoist priest shouted, and then exploded his golden elixir. He had clearly reached the critical stage of nurturing spirituality, and he could have nurtured a holy fetus with one more step, but he did not hesitate and destroyed his future.

With a loud bang, the sky seemed to light up with fireworks.

Then, a series of voices rang out.

"Yunqing, a disciple of the Tianmen lineage of Yuding Palace!"

"Dan Luo, a disciple of the Jinguang lineage!"

"Yunshui, a disciple of the Ruyi lineage!"

"Xuanyue, a disciple of the Zhoutian lineage!"

A series of roars rang out, and the night sky of Yuding seemed to usher in a fireworks festival, and the bright light illuminated the night.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiuyang was touched and couldn't help but want to help them, but he found that he was just a spectator and was completely powerless.

He did not travel through time and space, but by chance, he got a glimpse of the disaster of Yuding six hundred years ago.

Tianzun just watched all this quietly. He seemed reluctant to take action, just like he was in the underworld, always standing high above and watching from the sidelines.

This made Zhang Jiuyang feel a little bit wrong.

In the end, with the combined efforts of the Sky-moving Black Turtle and the zombie, this thousands-year-old Taoist ancestral temple was completely turned into ruins, and the grand fireworks were no longer lit.

Everything returned to silence.

Tianzun shook his head and took out something.

Seeing that thing, the zombie transformed by Master Zilei actually showed a look of fear, turned around and was about to turn into lightning and escape.

And Zhang Jiuyang was shocked.

Under the moonlight, the thing held high in Tianzun's hand was a small seal, surrounded by nine dragons, swallowing dragon power, and inlaid with gold edges. It seemed to be engraved with some ancient seal characters, implying the heavenly constitution and resonating the avenue.

In an instant, the luck of the nine heavens and ten earths, the four seas and eight wastelands seemed to gather and approach this seal to express submission.

Four words flashed through Zhang Jiuyang's mind instantly.

The imperial seal!