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Three or more Feng Shui Masters risk their lives to approach the Dragon Lair, tapping into the dragon and settling the site of Di Zhu, the Phoenix Gallbladder. This Phoenix Gallbladder is a conduit for the True Dragon Cave, channeling the Earth Vein Dragon Qi that gathers to create and shape the world, sufficient to help you break through to the Earth Eye.
Indeed, it has truly achieved a means of transforming heaven and earth, Old Senior; what a splendid technique! Unfortunately, it still cannot escape the keen eyes of Daoist Zuo!
The old man’s expression darkened slightly as he coldly laughed, “Daoist Zuo is indeed astute and knowledgeable. This True Dragon treasure site has already consumed two Feng Shui Masters. If Daoist Zuo were to fill this last spot, it would be truly excellent!”
What a coincidence!
Zuo Ci squinted and smiled, “That’s exactly what I was thinking!”
Is that so?
The old man smiled faintly, his dim yellow pupils flashing with a hint of coldness. He lifted his foot and lightly stepped on the Gu Lou.
Boom!
The mountains roared.
Streams of light spread out from the surface of the Gu Lou like veins within a body. Thousands of streams converged beneath Zuo Ci’s feet. Golden mist rose, mixed with Black Grudge Souls and fresh red Sha Qi.
An illusory Golden Sun hovered above Zuo Ci’s head.
This old guy actually set up a Feng Shui Formation. How cautious indeed!
Zuo Ci remained calm and sidestepped gracefully. A golden stream of light brushed past him, its scorching flames curling his black hair slightly.
Suddenly, beneath the ground, the Crimson Sha Qi coalesced into a Blood-colored Jiao. Its fierce head sprouted two short horns, exuding a menacing aura with a dragon-like tendency.
Above hung the Great Sun, while below, the blood Jiao threatened to engulf him.
This was an inevitable death trap.
Since ancient times, it has been said: Feng Shui nurtures life, but it can also take lives.
Zuo Ci let out a cold snort, his footsteps light as he shifted his form. He executed a footwork technique that resembled the Daoist Sect's method of stepping through the void, yet the ground beneath his feet was entirely different.
With a thud, Zuo Ci's feet heavily stomped on the gaping maw of the blood-colored dragon.
Buzz! The mouth of the Jiao Long instantly snapped shut under the force of his step. Seizing the moment, he extended his palm, brushing against his waist, and sprinkled a handful of black Sha Qi-infused grains onto the Jiao Long below.
The grains were as small as mustard seeds, intricately carved with bizarre symbols. Those tiny grains wriggled like maggots, burrowing into the gaps between the dragon's scales.
The Jiao Long let out a roar, its sinuous body seemingly ensnared by some form of immobilization technique, unable to move forward.
Taishan Dao Thousand Jin Fixation Technique?
The old man's expression changed; no, that wasn't right. The Taishan Dao's method involved golden grains, crafted from the sacred ash of the A Jie Drum. What kind of Evil Arts have you unleashed to bind this bloodthirsty dragon?
All things in the world exist in mutual creation and destruction!
Zuo Ci smiled lightly and said, "It seems you cannot break through to become a Master of Earth. Talent is one part; perception is another."
These words struck deep into the old man's heart like an arrow.
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