Chapter 180 - 123: The Chaos in the Capital City, the Eldest Princess of the Gold Crow Kingdom, The Power of the Nine-turn Golden Core - Part 2

Chapter 180: Chapter 123: The Chaos in the Capital City, the Eldest Princess of the Gold Crow Kingdom, The Power of the Nine-turn Golden Core – Part 2

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“This is... the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones.

Upon seeing this wand, Bai Qiufu’s beautiful eyes showed a hint of cold sweat on her forehead, with a trace of dread flashing in her eyes.

“The Magic Weapon, the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones wand, is actually in

your hands.”

The commander’s face turned solemn as he spoke.

As far as he knew, this Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones was one of the Ten Great Magical Artifacts of the Demon Sect, tracing back to the Middle Ages.

It was constructed from the skulls of ten thousand Nascent Soul cultivators, tempered in the blood of a great demon.

Absurdly malevolent, its power was boundless.

By rights, this precious Magic Weapon should have been kept in the hands of the leader of the Seven Evils Sect.

Se??ch ?ew?o?e? / o?g o? ?oo?l?

It seemed Lin Shihuang was indeed the crown jewel of the Seven Evils Sect’s leader; he was even allowed to carry such Magic Weapons with him.

Seeing the reaction of the two, Lin Shihuang sneered, “You’re more discerning than I expected. True, this is the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones. Even though I can only unleash a mere fraction of this Demon Weapon’s power with my current cultivation, it’s more than sufficient to deal with you.” He obviously understood the principle that delays lead to trouble. He needed to decide quickly and snap to action to dispose of the two before him.

The two of them had taken up a sizable amount of his time with their tag-team approach. He may not have been losing, but to kill them he had to rely on the power of the Magic Weapon.

Just as Lin Shihuang was channeling his magic power into the Purgatory of Ten Thousand Bones wand, a golden rainbow light suddenly flashed across the sky out of nowhere.

“Swoosh!”

A breaking the air sound was heard. Substantial blue electric arcs appeared in the sky. Thunderclouds emerged in the blink of an eye, accompanied by lightning flashes and the rumbling of thunder.

With a “boom”, Heavenly Thunder fell, twisting like dragons or snakes.

A shadow of a Taixu Black Jiao appeared over Lin Shihuang, blocking the

Heavenly Thunder.

“Lin, you have changed.” The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

A young man dressed in white robes appeared in the air, sighing at the sight of

Lin Shihuang’s face.

The moment he saw the other party, Lin Shihuang’s pupils contracted slightly, remembering an old friend from years ago. His expression then quickly turned cold again, saying,

“The way I’m walking on can only be paved with blood. Not until I left the Sect

The more the number of these marks, the stronger the Golden Core.

Once the Golden Core is formed, the role of the Spiritual Root in the path of cultivation will greatly diminish – not because it’s not important, but many of its functions have been replaced by the Golden Core.

The Golden Core is the source, it is the product of the cultivator condensing essence, Qi, and spirit to their limits.

It’s also the fundamental step for reshaping the Nascent Soul and breaking the soul to mold the Primordial Spirit in the future.

“Wow!”

Han Ye stood up, lightly moved his leg, and the millennial bluestone under his feet instantly crushed.

He didn’t fall but stood in mid-air, and a powerful aura of the Golden Core burst forth.

With a flowing white robe, he looked ethereal as an immortal; coupled with the scattering golden radiance from his Golden Core, he gave off an aura of sacredness.

Han Ye clenched his fist, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

The power of his physical body alone, he felt, had become overwhelmingly stronger than before.

In the face of the Nine-Rank Golden Core, all inferior and quality Golden Cores should give way.

Unbeatable in the same realm, all ranks below nine are equal.

“Don’t make one mistake after another.”

Murmuring softly, Han Ye vanished, turning into a golden ray that traversed the sky.

Han Ye had anticipated Lin Shihuang’s remarks and was unphased; evidently, Lin Shihuang had been blinded by hatred and didn’t care about how many people died

“Han Ye, it’s been so many years; let’s see how far you’ve come!.

Lin Shihuang’s voice sounded from afar; a mighty humanoid figure formed and flew towards him like a physical entity.

Han Ye stretched out his other hand; the boundless Molten Magic Power from his Golden Core enveloped his body, congealing into golden runes.

The golden fist struck out, becoming larger and larger, growing to the size of a mountain, launching towards Lin Shihuang’s illusion of a black dragon. This first time Han Ye was going all out in battle since he’d reached the Golden Core Stage; despite this, he was using all his strength.

“Boom!”

The surrounding imperial city walls trembled.

Both of them being outstanding individuals in their era, the power they radiated was terrifying. The overflowing pressure even caused a large number of cultivators on the ground to kneel down; they discovered that the aura of the two was amazing, and for a while, they were so overwhelmed that they could not breathe, their bodies trembling.

“This guy’s strength is really remarkable; can he actually have a face-off with a demon child all by himself?”

Bai Qiufu and Duke Gu, far away watching the battle while gulping down elixirs, were staring at the two combatants in silent shock.

They had exhausted too much Magic Power in the great battle, they had to take a break.

Standing beside Duke Gu, Bai Qiufu, with her red lips shining, her beautiful eyes like a flowing autumn stream, said, “Lin Shihuang has fought with us for a long time, and has not recovered his physical or magical energy; that’s one reason. But even then, beating Lin Shihuang completely still seems a bit far-fetched.”

“The most important thing is that this white-robed young man’s War Sword is just a high-grade magical artifact.”