Chapter 62 The Three Qi Return, the Dragon Emperor is Honored!

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Instead of showing fear, Zhou Tian's eyes blazed with fighting spirit.

"but..."

Zhou Tian raised his head and looked into the depths of Tianyin Temple, his eyes flashing with cold light:

"You think you can force me to submit?"

"Are you worthy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tian moved.

"Amitabha Buddha, benefactor, you have too much killing intent in you. Why not take refuge in Buddhism to repay your karmic debts?"

The demonic monk's voice, booming like a great bell, carried an eerie blend of compassion and majesty, echoing before the shattered mountain gate.

He clasped his hands together, his purple robe fluttering without wind, the black tattoos moving across his skin like living things, emanating a chilling and eerie aura.

The oppressive aura of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator enveloped an area of ​​ten miles in a tangible way. The air solidified, the grass and trees bowed low, and even the sunset on the horizon seemed to be terrified by this power, becoming dim and colorless.

Zhou Tian stood at the center of the oppressive aura, his clothes fluttering and his black hair dancing wildly.

He raised his head, looking at the purple-robed demon monk in the air, and slowly curled a cold, extreme smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Convert to Buddhism?"

Zhou Tian chuckled, and the Zhuxian Sword emitted a low hum in his hand. The sword's body swirled with a hazy, gray sword energy, tearing apart the surrounding solidified air inch by inch.

"You're just a bunch of fake Buddhists who kidnap women and practice heretical arts?"

He paused, his eyes flashing with a cold light:

"How dare they even talk about the word 'Buddha'?"

Before the words were even finished, Zhou Tian moved.

This time, he didn't test them again, and he didn't hold back.

"The three energies return, open!"

Zhou Tian let out a low shout, and the power of the fourth stage of the Dragon Essence within his body erupted!

"Buzz!"

Centered on him, the world within a radius of a hundred feet suddenly distorted.

In the sky, clouds gathered wildly, transforming into a white torrent that surged into Zhou Tian's body.

On the earth, the power of the earth's veins was forcibly extracted, and earth-yellow spiritual energy burst forth from the soil, coiling upwards like dragons and snakes.

The most crucial element is "popularity".

Zhou Tian's gaze was fixed on the demonic monk in the air. His Golden Eyes of Truth were activated to the extreme, allowing him to see through the vast and boundless spiritual energy flowing within the other's body.

That is the "natal essence" that a Nascent Soul cultivator has painstakingly cultivated for a thousand years. It is the foundation of cultivation and the origin of life!

"Suck it!"

Zhou Tian held the Zhuxian Sword in his right hand and spread his five fingers on his left hand, making a feinting grab at the demonic monk.

"What?!"

The demonic monk's expression changed drastically.

He could clearly feel that the spiritual power within his body, which was originally as stable as a mountain, was now beginning to leak out uncontrollably!

It was as if an invisible vortex was frantically devouring his cultivation, his vital energy, and his life force!

"Sorcery! What kind of sorcery is this?!"

The demonic monk was both shocked and furious. His purple robe billowed, and he unleashed his full spiritual power at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, attempting to stabilize the restless energy within his body.

But it didn't work.

The devouring power of the Three Qi Returns has essentially touched upon the level of the laws of heaven and earth.

Unless one's cultivation level far surpasses the Zhou Tian realm, or one possesses the same level of ability to resist laws, there is simply no way to resist it!

"Deadly Divine Light!"

The demonic monk's eyes flashed with ferocity, and he no longer cared about any pretense of "compassion".

He formed hand seals, and the black tattoos all over his body seemed to come alive.

They detached from the skin and transformed into beams of jet-black light, shooting towards the heavens!

Wherever the beam of light passed, the space was corroded with fine black cracks, exuding a strong aura of death.

This is an evil supernatural power that specifically steals the lifespan of cultivators. Once hit, one's lifespan will rapidly diminish until death!

"Well done!"

Upon seeing this, Zhou Tian not only did not avoid it, but a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes.

He actually removed the Nine-Dragon Guardian's protection, allowing those deadly beams of light to shoot into his body without any hindrance!

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The moment the black beam entered his body, Zhou Tian's entire body trembled violently.

He could clearly feel his life force being frantically drained!

At the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, one's lifespan is three thousand years.

In that brief moment, he was robbed of five hundred years of his lifespan!

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they would have been terrified and struggling desperately by now.

But Zhou Tian smiled.

It was a smile that was almost insane, filled with extreme pleasure.

"Five hundred years...that's enough!"

Zhou Tian felt the power within his body surging wildly due to the sudden reduction in his lifespan, and his eyes flashed with golden light.

The third stage ability of the Dragon Essence: Dragon's Imperial Guest!

The effect of this ability is simple yet powerful: the lower the host's lifespan, the stronger the increase in combat power!

The moment Zhou Tian was stripped of five hundred years of his lifespan, the increase in Long Yu Shangbin's power reached an unprecedented and terrifying level!

"boom!!!"

Zhou Tian's aura exploded outwards!

That wasn't an improvement in cultivation level, but a pure surge in combat power!

On the Zhuxian Sword, the hazy sword energy surged wildly, transforming into a gray sword aura that stretched for a thousand feet and soared straight into the sky!

Around the sword aura, space shattered inch by inch, revealing the deep and dark void behind it, with countless fine void cracks spreading out like a spider web.

Even more terrifying, the faint sound of a dragon's roar could be heard from within the sword energy.

It is not a phantom, not an illusion, but a real, majestic dragon roar originating from the ancient dragon race!

"This...how is this possible?!"

The demonic monk's pupils shrank sharply, and for the first time, a look of horror appeared on his face.