Chapter 1855 — That Dao Ancestor Breaks the Heaven-Piercing Well

Lan Yutian held up the oil lamp and flew toward the nearest exotic treasure.

That treasure had been refined by the sixth Young Master Zhanji; once raised by the Hall Masters and accomplished Daoists of Miluo Palace, it became as chain upon chain of locks, and the chains swelled until they seemed black dragons grown all over with bone spurs, threading through the earth, mountains, and rivers of the Ancestral Court and breaking open the Ancestral Court's Primordial Cauldron.

Those black dragons shook their bodies, and countless bone-spur lances shot out in every direction, destroying dao trees, piercing dao fruits, shattering the Daluo Heaven of the Ancestral Court, meeting almost no resistance at all.

What was more, Hall Masters and accomplished Daoists of Miluo Palace stood upon the black dragons' backs, dealing deadly blows to the Jingping powers one after another.

Lan Yutian urged the oil lamp on, his heart pounding. "Can this oil lamp stand against the sixth Young Master Zhanji's exotic treasure? Whether Jingping wins or loses turns upon this one throw!"

The light of the oil lamp's flame suddenly blazed out, becoming unbearably dazzling; purple radiance shot out on all sides, and the flame itself seemed to grow immeasurably vast, like a torch magnified a hundred millionfold.

Lan Yutian looked past the flame, and saw that the purple-pupiled evil eye seemed to have grown immeasurably vast as well; within the forty layers of purple pupils the chaotic evil eye turned slowly, shining forth upon the black dragon chains one after another!

In the sky and upon the earth, black dragon chains crisscrossed, ceaselessly wrecking the Ancestral Court's Primordial Cauldron, and then of a sudden the black dragons broke apart one after another in the lamplight, turning into wisps of green smoke!

The Miluo Palace Hall Masters and accomplished Daoists standing upon the dragons' backs found the ground gone from beneath their feet and fell tumbling down, only to be caught in the gaze of the purple-pupiled evil eye and likewise evaporate in an instant, turning into wisps of green smoke!

"A waste of lamp oil!"

Lan Yutian was both startled and delighted, and grieved for the oil as well; he hastily withdrew his mana, and saw that the oil in the bowl had lessened considerably.

There had not been much oil to begin with. Now he no longer worried over the lamp's power, but he did worry whether there would be oil enough to deal with the other five exotic treasures.

To use this lamp to slay Hall Masters and accomplished Daoists of Miluo Palace was effortless enough, but the oil was not enough to wipe out all the Hall Masters and accomplished Daoists; it could only be spent against the exotic treasures of the Young Masters of Miluo Palace.

To squander the oil upon Miluo Palace's Hall Masters and accomplished Daoists was, to him, a true pity.

He at once lifted the lamp and set off after the next exotic treasure; and just then Hall Master Huadu suddenly came charging in at the head of many accomplished Daoists, blocking his way.

Plainly Hall Master Huadu had observed the marvel of the oil lamp and thought through what lay at the crux of it: he might fear dying beneath the lamp's uncanny power, but if he could exhaust the oil within the lamp, Jingping would have no hope of victory at all!

Lan Yutian was thrown into a great panic; he fought to the death to protect the lamp, but more and more accomplished Daoists came surging in, pinning him fast, and still more came pouring in, plainly meaning to stake their lives on this throw.

Just then, lotuses bloomed in the void; Xu Shenghua advanced a lotus with every step, a lotus a whole Ancestral Court, and cut his way into the battle, saying in a low voice: "I will hold them off. Break the other exotic treasures, and quickly!"

Xu Shenghua blocked Huadu and the rest, and Lan Yutian won a moment's breath; then he broke free and sped away.

Before long, the Great Prison, the Drifting Smoke, the Mirror of Returning Light, and the other exotic treasures dissolved one by one beneath the lamp's shining, and the pressure upon Jingping's accomplished Daoists eased greatly; yet after that one battle, their dead and wounded were grievous indeed.

The mountains and rivers of the Ancestral Court's Primordial Cauldron lay shattered; wherever one looked, there was ruin and desolation, a scene of utter wreckage.

In the oil lamp in Lan Yutian's hands, the oil had reached the bottom. Lan Yutian's heart sank, and he flew swiftly toward the last exotic treasure, to the place where the Heaven-Piercing Well stood.

That Heaven-Piercing Well grew larger and larger, so large that it made the Ancestral Court's Primordial Cauldron collapse without cease; beneath the Primordial Cauldron lay the vast Kalpa of Destruction, and the mountains and rivers of the Ancestral Court fell ceaselessly into the well.

The eldest Young Master Taishang's exotic treasure was truly terrifying beyond measure.

Lan Yutian urged forth the last of the lamp oil, and the lamplight shone out upon the ever-growing Heaven-Piercing Well.

The lamplight fell upon the Heaven-Piercing Well; wherever the purple-pupiled evil eye looked, the Heaven-Piercing Well was ceaselessly annihilated, scattering away as green smoke — and yet that great well kept growing and growing, and Lan Yutian's heart sank.

As much of the Heaven-Piercing Well as the purple-pupiled evil eye erased, so much the well grew back; he had truly not foreseen such a sight.

At last the lamp oil was spent; the lamplight gradually dimmed, and the wick, burning slowly away, grew shorter and shorter.

Lan Yutian's heart was thrown into confusion. Without the wick, what use was this lamp?

"That's it — this lamp can reveal the marvels of all things and all people. While the light has not yet gone out, I can observe every secret of the Heaven-Piercing Well!"

He at once opened his eyes wide and looked upon the Heaven-Piercing Well through the lamplight; within that light, the Heaven-Piercing Well was countless Hongmeng runes in ceaseless change, possessed of infinite transformations, endlessly self-generating!

Lan Yutian memorized madly, but the wick burned out, and the lamplight gradually died.

"I can remember it. I can comprehend every secret of the Heaven-Piercing Well. I will never forget those transformations — I can find the flaw in the Heaven-Piercing Well!"

Lan Yutian gave a great shout, shut his eyes tight, and branded the process of the Heaven-Piercing Well's hundred million Hongmeng runes' transformations deep into his mind.

"That's it — the Heaven-Piercing Well can be plugged!"

Of a sudden he opened his eyes, cheering inwardly; in that instant he had seen a flaw in the Heaven-Piercing Well, and with a whoosh he flung out the little bowl of the oil lamp!

The little bowl went shrieking into the well, and in that same instant Lan Yutian flew into the well himself, following close behind the bowl.

Just as the little bowl was about to plummet into the Kalpa of Destruction, Lan Yutian shook his body, and countless arms darted out in every direction, pressing points upon the four walls of the Heaven-Piercing Well, fixing Hongmeng rune after Hongmeng rune in place!

The turning of the Heaven-Piercing Well's runes paused for a moment, and at the same time the little bowl swelled and clamped down over the bottom of the well!

The Heaven-Piercing Well stopped turning at once.

Lan Yutian's legs gave way, and he collapsed sitting at the bottom of the bowl, weeping for joy.