Chapter 253 Five Dragon Scales, Dragon Slaying Technique

In the Forbidden City, several officials who were still alive in the hall walked out.

Qin Jiang looked at these people in surprise. He thought they would all die, but he didn’t expect that there would still be a few alive.

“Zixuan Shangqing Yan Jibai, I respectfully welcome the Immortal Lord to come. Now my Zixuan has no master, please let the Immortal Lord take charge!”

The white-haired old man in the lead bowed to the ground, tears streaming down his face and pleading.

Behind him, two first-rank Saint Lord-level officials also bowed down together, and the others behind them hurriedly followed suit.

Qin Jiang looked over and couldn’t help but feel a little emotional.

Where are the saint-level figures not pillars? Why have they ever knelt so humbly?
But this scene happened in the Zixuan Holy Land.

Qin Jiang stepped onto the fairy city and walked straight into the palace. Without the obstruction of the dome, the view was much better.

He walked to the dragon throne, took a look at it, pulled it out casually, refined it back into the Immortal Gold Mother Root, and then sat down directly.

Looking outside the hall, the men were still kneeling on the ground. He said helplessly, “Alright, stop pretending. If you have something to say, tell me now. If not, I’m leaving.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man in the lead pulled up his sleeves, got up, and walked quickly into the hall.

“Don’t worry, Immortal Lord. Don’t worry, Immortal Lord. You see, now Zixuan has no master, how about you temporarily take over the throne of the Emperor?
Don’t worry, although I am old, I still have some appeal. I only need to announce it to the world personally, and you can become the Emperor of Zixuan.”

Yan Jibai smiled, with a hint of flattery.

It’s not his fault. He’s an old ghost who has lived for tens of thousands of years. He doesn’t care about face or not. It’s all just a matter of saving face.

Of course, this is also because of Qin Jiang’s identity.

Although the Zixuan Holy Land was devastated by the destruction caused by Emperor Zixuan, it still knew some news from the outside world.

Therefore, he naturally paid more attention to this immortal king who had no power or status.

He even thought about secretly finding this immortal king and asking him to get rid of Emperor Zixuan.

But Emperor Zixuan’s methods were too strange. His seemingly unintentional pranks always interrupted his plans.

“Oh? Since you have such a strong appeal, why didn’t you call on the strong to surround and kill Emperor Zixuan?” Qin Jiang said with a smile.

Yan Jibai turned his head slightly when he heard this, with a hint of regret and melancholy, “That guy’s behavior is really hard to understand and predict. I’m afraid he will massacre everyone in Zixuan.”

He was really scared. The guy’s behavior was so bizarre and incomprehensible. It seemed like he didn’t care about other people’s feelings at all.

Even randomly slaughtering everyone in a city would be a joke to that guy.

He is now approaching his deathbed. Even if he is kept alive by the law of time, his energy and blood have declined, and his strength is no longer as strong as it once was.

Apart from him, although Ji Ming and Bai Qi have not yet fallen from their peak, they are by no means opponents of Emperor Zixuan.

By then, once the three of them die, Zixuan will have no power to resist at all.

Qin Jiang sensed his thoughts and nodded slightly.

Indeed, in a world where great power belongs to oneself, success or failure is often just a matter of thought for the strong.

“I don’t have time. However, I suggest you go to the Qingyun Holy Land to take a look,” he said.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jibai looked towards the direction of Qingyun Holy Land and said, “I understand.”

Qin Jiang nodded, stood up from the platform, waved his hand, and a ray of mysterious light flew into Yan Jibai’s eyebrows.

In an instant, Yan Jibai became rigid, with countless streams of information flashing through his mind.

“Zixuan can borrow my name temporarily, but I don’t want Zixuan to have any emperor or something like that in the future.”

After saying that, Qin Jiang disappeared.

Ji Ming and Bai Qi stepped forward and looked at Yan Jibai nervously, but did not dare to do anything more.

After a moment, Yan Jibai came back to his senses, tears already streaming down his eyes.

He had been searching for the dragon-slaying technique all his life, and now, it appeared before him so casually in this way.

It’s really. Really. So cool! After the tears in my eyes evaporated, my vision became clear again. I looked at the two old faces covered with wrinkles and said, “Get lost, what are you looking at? I’m not dead yet!”

Ji Ming and Bai Qi stepped back awkwardly.

“Old man, are you okay?” Ji Ming looked at him and asked.

“What can happen to me? You old thing, do you want to take advantage of my death and seize the throne to become the emperor?” Yan Jibai asked with a smile.

Ji Ming lowered his head and didn’t dare to say anything. Bai Qi, who was standing beside him, scratched his nose indifferently.

“Master, if you want to talk about old things, you old thing!”

At this point, Bai Qi’s expression changed drastically. He raised his hand and made a reverse motion, and time went back to the previous second. “You are older than me and my brother.”

“I’m old? I will live forever. Even if you two die, I won’t die! That’s not right.”

Yan Jibai looked at Bai Qi, “Did you just say that I’m an old man? Why is the law of time fluctuating?”

Bai Qi’s face changed slightly when he heard that, and he forced out a pale and weak smile, “Ah? Hahaha, is that so? You don’t know? I’m an old thing, useless.”

Yan Jibai waved his hands in disdain, “Alright, stop being so funny, look at this.”

He waved his hand and five dragon scales flew out, with tiny words engraved on them.

Bai Qi and Ji Ming looked at the small words on the dragon scales, and the more they read, the more frightened they felt.

“Who is the master who made this? Could it be the Immortal King’s legacy?” Ji Ming looked at the five dragon scales in shock.

These simple words carry a power that transcends time. They are going to completely subvert the Zhongyuan Continent!

Bai Qi was equally shocked. Although he was the Grand Marshal and did not see things as clearly as Ji Ming and his master, his general understanding could not be wrong.

If we really do this, we will be making enemies with all the immortal sects in the entire continent!
“Master, be careful! This is not a joke! If outsiders knew our intentions, I’m afraid even our true spirits would be completely wiped out! We…”

Yan Jibai raised his hand to interrupt, “No need to say more, I have made up my mind. If you don’t dare, just go. But you are not allowed to come out in the next three thousand years! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Please ask Qin Xianjun to clean up the mess!”

When Bai Qi heard the first half of the sentence, he was still thinking about explaining that he didn’t mean that. But when he heard about asking Qin Xianjun to clean up the mess, he simply didn’t want to talk anymore.

“Master, I thought you were going to do it yourself.”

“Nonsense! I can beat you! Stop kidding, you and Ji Ming should prepare first, this matter is of great importance, don’t rush it!
We may only have one chance! Also, don’t involve Qin Xianjun!

If we fail one day, Immortal Qin will pass this technique down sooner or later!”

“I understand, Master. Don’t worry, I will never be exposed even if I die. I will completely erase my memory of this period of time.”

“Okay, then I will go to Qingyun Holy Land to take a look.”

“Qingyun Holy Land? Why go there? What’s there to see?”

“Old Ji, the Immortal Lord suggested that Master go and take a look. That must have a deep meaning! Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t understand!”

“Huh? Lao Bai, didn’t you erase this memory? How come you still remember it?”

“Right away, right away, you too!”

“I’m not as loudmouthed as you, so I don’t need to.”

“you”

“Alright! Shut up! If you dare to talk nonsense again, go and kneel before me!”

At the southern end of the Southern Territory, near the endless ice sea, a purple light flashed.

The figure of Emperor Zixuan appeared, gasping for breath, with fear in his eyes.

“call–!”

“Fortunately, I have reserved a resurrection card, otherwise, I would have been in trouble this time!”

(End of this chapter)