Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique-Chapter 699 - 488: The Match against Wuji! Sealing Technique!

Chapter 699: Chapter 488: The Match against Wuji! Sealing Technique!

Daqian Dynasty, Imperial City.

As one of the pivotal lands of the Nine Yang World, this place was vast and ethereal, akin to the fabled Immortal Domain.

Around the four corners of this Immortal Domain, surging mystical energy converged into a boundless azure dragon, encircling the entire Daqian Imperial City, stretching beyond the limits of sight.

One could see the azure dragon breathe in and out, each exhalation transforming into rare and fantastical beasts, roaming freely amidst the heavens and white clouds.

Dragon Transformation!

This was the foundation of an ultimate imperial dynasty, and one of the only two representations of Primordial Chaos Without Limit in the Nine Yang World!

At this very moment, within the Imperial City.

In a small courtyard lined with peach trees, a carefree youth was drinking wine beneath the blossoms.

"Excellent wine! Superb wine!"

Each time he took a sip, he voiced his praises without reservation, causing the peach tree beside him to sway, as if in agreement with the youth.

Before long.

Squeak~

The courtyard door creaked open, and an elderly man with a solemn expression entered.

Yet even as he approached the youth, the latter remained engrossed in his wine, reacting not at all.

The old man’s gaze darkened slightly, and he immediately spoke: "Mr. Qian Feng, you seem to be in high spirits."

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the peach tree ceased its swaying, and the youth opened his somewhat drunken eyes, gazing at the old man who had come before him.

The youth’s eyes gradually cleared. With delight, he said, "So it’s Mr. Sima! Come, sit! Share this delightful peach-blossom wine with me!"

With that, he extended his hand, conjuring a glowing wine cup from the void, and proceeded to pour his peach-blossom wine into it.

"Mr. Sima, please drink!"

The youth pushed the wine cup toward the old man, his face full of anticipation.

The old man sighed lightly, reached out to accept the cup, tilted his head back and downed the drink. Only then did he sit opposite the youth.

"That Celestial Chaos acts with arrogance, seizing eighteen Primordial beings in one day and even killing Lingxu and four other Primordials."

"With such actions, Mr. Qian Feng, should you remain passive, I fear Daqian... is doomed!"

Though the old man’s solemnity was gone, his tone remained grave.

The youth raised an eyebrow in mild surprise and said, "Mr. Sima, you weren’t looted, were you?"

The Nine Yang World had a total of thirty-three Primordials, of which Daqian Dynasty boasted twenty-four—five under the royal family, and nineteen belonging to various clans and sects.

The man now standing before the youth, Sima Shi, was one such Primordial belonging to the Sima Family.

Sima Shi’s chest subtly rose and fell. Even as a Primordial of great cultivation, he struggled to keep his mounting anger in check.

Yet considering the young man before him was the only Primordial Chaos Without Limit in the entire Daqian Dynasty, he forcibly suppressed his inner fire.

With a strained smile, he said, "Mr. Qian Feng, you jest. Since I’ve come to the Imperial City, that troublesome visitor from beyond wouldn’t dare show his face here."

Yu Wen Yue chuckled lightly, emptied his wine jar in one swallow, smacked his lips, and commented with lingering relish, "How can you be sure he wouldn’t dare show up?"

Turning his gaze, the youth met the old man’s eyes, his aura bright and lucid, showing no trace of drunkenness.

Sima Shi furrowed his brows.

The Primordial Chaos Without Limit was the most formidable power in the Nine Yang World. If this otherworldly Celestial Chaos could suppress even that level of might, then their fate could only end in submission and slaughter.

"Mr. Qian Feng, are you suggesting that visitor’s cultivation level might also be Primordial Chaos Without Limit?"

Sima Shi tested with his question.

Yu Wen Yue smiled without responding, stood up, broke off a peach tree branch, and began to gently stroke it, his gaze revealing a contemplative expression.

Even he couldn’t truly discern the realm of that Celestial Chaos.

If it were Primordial Chaos Without Limit, the techniques displayed didn’t seem entirely commensurate with such strength.

However, if it weren’t, then the entity’s uncanny ability to come and go unseen, eluding even Yu Wen Yue, certainly exceeded the capabilities of an ordinary Primordial.

With a motion of his hand, Yu Wen Yue revealed a shard of a mirror, its surface exuding rich Dao Rhythms and seemingly containing a Chaotic Void within.

Could it be connected to the ’Great Sun Fragment’?

He pondered this, then turned to Sima Shi and calmly stated, "Though eighteen Primordials were seized, apart from Lingxu and the others harboring ulterior motives, the rest were unharmed."

"If he does find you, and you cannot withstand him, then surrender your ’Great Sun Fragment’ to save your life."

A flicker of reluctance flashed in Sima Shi’s eyes, but after some internal struggle, his gaze darkened, and he nodded in defeat, saying, "Understood."

The Nine Yang World’s two Primordial Chaos Without Limit had spoken thus. If he continued to resist stubbornly, it would equate to courting death.

He rose, bowed to the youth, and then said, "Mr. Qian Feng, I’ll take my leave now."

With that, he turned to go.

"Wait."

The youth’s voice sounded again.

Sima Shi’s eyes glimmered slightly, assuming the youth had changed his mind and intended to deal with the Celestial Chaos. He immediately turned back.

He then saw the peach tree in the courtyard trembling, the youth intently focused.

"A distinguished guest has arrived. Mr. Sima, remain behind me for now."

The youth spoke once more.

Sima Shi’s heart sank, though outwardly he maintained a composed nod and moved to stand behind the youth.

At that moment.

Knock, knock, knock!

The sound of knocking came from the courtyard gate.

Sima Shi focused his attention.

Yu Wen Yue, seemingly already prepared, gazed toward the gate and calmly said, "Come in."

Squeak~

The courtyard gate slowly opened, and a figure clad in a Gold-Patterned Profound Robe entered their sight.

"Impossible!"

Sima Shi’s eyes narrowed, his expression barely concealing the upheaval of his thoughts.

For the aura emanating from the newcomer was unmistakably that of the Middle Realm Primordial Chaos.