Chapter 1855 — That Dao Ancestor Breaks the Heaven-Piercing Well
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 5
The might of the Great Prison, the Mirror of Returning Light, and the other exotic treasures was likewise fearsome in the extreme, so that even Hall-Master-level beings of Jingping could not hold out against it, to say nothing of the accomplished Daoists.
The mountains and rivers of the Ancestral Court's Primordial Cauldron were shattered; the foremost weighty treasure forged over three and a half billion years might be destroyed at any moment beneath the assaults of the six exotic treasures!
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!