The face of the Heavenly Emperor instantly changed, he did not care about Yang Junshan behind him and the overturned throne, and extended his hand out, attempting to grab the Primordial Purple Qi that was flying out from the entrance.

Strictly speaking, although the Heavenly Emperor was unable to absorb and refine the primordial purple energy anymore as a Master of the Nine Heavens, to a certain extent, he could still influence and interfere with the primordial purple energy.

Without waiting for the Heavenly Emperor to catch the trajectory of the Primordial Purple Qi, Yang Junshan’s Mountain Monarch Seal had already flown from the sky and landed above the Heavenly Emperor’s head.

With a muffled roar, a huge Black Tortoise Dharma Idol appeared out of nowhere and carried the Mountain Monarch Seal onto its back, preventing it from falling.

However, the Heavenly Emperor wrinkled his brows at this moment. His originally advancing figure suddenly retreated, and the space he originally stood in instantly collapsed, auddle of Purple Clouds Lightning Essence flowed out from the shattered space.

The Heavenly Emperor was about to take a detour when the lightning essence suddenly exploded. The dense purple lightning had practically turned the surroundings of the Heavenly Emperor into a lightning prison.

In the time it took to block them, Yang Junshan had already caught up. As he extended his hand to grab at the air, a large hand made out of Essence grabbed towards the two primordial purple clouds.

“Still not making a move?”

The angry roar of the Heavenly Emperor caused Yang Junshan’s heart to tremble.

The Primal Chaos Qi in front of Yang Junshan suddenly stirred, waves after waves of condensed Qi formed in front of him, unexpectedly forming the words: Seal!

In the instant that this secret letter was formed, the space in front of Yang Junshan had been completely sealed, forming an invisible and solidified spatial barrier, blocking Yang Junshan’s way.

Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head, and saw that Liu Zizheng, who was holding onto a seal brush, was actually nodding and smiling at him.

The moment he was blocked, the other Immortal Celestial Lord s had already caught up to him, attempting to snatch the two primordial purple clouds that were circling around the Chaos Entrance.

However, at this time, not only did Master of the Nine Heavens break free from the lightning prison formed by the Purple Clouds Divine Thunder, Liu Zizheng and Yan Xinyuan also made their moves, blocking Wei Qi and the other Immortal Celestial Lord outside.

However, in this short period of time, another two Immortal Celestial Lord s had charged into the Nine Heavens Palace one after another, into the void above the Chaos entrance.

The seven and eight Immortal Celestial Lord s instantly clashed together. The divine might instigated by the great battle was enough to cause the sky to darken, and the earth to darken.

Seeing that, Yang Junshan did not continue any further. Instead, he retreated and caught the throne that was just blown over by the Essence of Primal Chaos.

This throne was used to suppress the Heavenly Emperor in the Chaos Entrance, receiving the chaos spirit energy there would last for thousands of years, how could it be an ordinary object?

Naturally, Yang Junshan’s actions could not be hidden from the other Immortal Celestial Lord. All of them were upset, they had all been attracted by the appearance of the Primordial Purple Qi just now, how could they have forgotten about the throne?

When the Heavenly Emperor saw this, he became even more furious. Even though he was surrounded and attacked by the two Immortal Cultivator and the power of the will of heaven and earth was decreasing, he still managed to throw a golden light at Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan did not dare to be careless, the origin energy above his head rushed forth and a long spear that seemed to be completely formed from lightning shot out. Lightning flashed in the air, and the golden light that was only a hundred meters away from Yang Junshan suddenly exploded, interweaving into the scattered electric snakes with specks of golden light.

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and a streak of lightning fell into the center of his palm before transforming back into a spear of lightning. Although the artifact did not sustain any damage, he could feel that a large amount of the artifact’s energy had been consumed.

“Practitioner Weapon?”

Yang Junshan was a little surprised.

To put it bluntly, a Practitioner Weapon was a kind of one-time use Dharma treasure, similar to a secret weapon.

However, because this kind of item could not be reused, even if it was relatively easy to create, the cost of using it would be very high.

He did not often use it in normal fights, and usually used it as a secret method bestowed to the younger generation by the Great Divine Cultivator, to protect his life or to reverse the tide in times of danger.

Although the golden light that the Heavenly Emperor had released was powerful, it was not enough to threaten a Immortal Celestial Lord like Yang Junshan.

However, just as this thought flashed through his mind, the scattered rays of golden light suddenly sped up and enveloped her likain of arrows.

“Just say it’s not that simple!”

Yang Junshan sneered, green and gold light formed around him, spiraling and transforming into protective gale that blocked in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the rays of golden light were like needles, piercing through the obstruction of the Pure Gold Qi, and just as she was about to pierce into Yang Junshan’s body, Yang Junshan was already powerless to dodge.

Once a needle was pierced, the needles, which were thinner than a cow’s hair, could even ignore the cultivator’s cultivation base and directly bore into the cultivator’s blood vessels through his pores. Afterwards, the blood would flow straight to the heart.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Yang Junshan suddenly clenched both his fists and roared loudly, as though he had been pierced by the golden thorns.

At this moment, if one could observe Yang Junshan from the distance, they would be able to see that in the instant Yang Junshan shouted, countless tiny formless energy streams sprayed out from the pores on the surface of his body, and at the same time, countless hairs were being shot out!

Under the strengthening of Yang Junshan’s powerful Body Tempering Cultivation, those hairs seemed to have a mind of their own, as they collided with the slender golden needles that were facing them three to five feet in front of Yang Junshan, causing a slight sound accompanied by the occasional flickering of light. Countless golden needles fell down, none of them piercing Yang Junshan’s body.

Yang Junshan now had a clearer understanding of the fourth level of the Imperishable Realm, which was the so-called “Blood Drop Rebirth”.

It was not that cultivators could be revived even if they were crushed by others — of course, this was not impossible — but it should be more accurate to say that within this realm, every single hair on the cultivator’s body and every single drop of his blood possessed the mysterious power of Creation.

Legend has it that pulling off a single hair would allow one to evolve into an incarnation, which also possessed extraordinary powers. For Body Tempering cultivators who had reached the fourth level of the Imperishable Realm, this was only the most basic of methods.

Once he obtained the throne, Yang Junshan knew that he had struck the jackpot!

This throne that looked like half a bed was actually made from a precious treasure of the five elements.

For example, the back of this throne was made from a Heavenly Passage Vine.

This vine was ranked 7th among the Wood Elemental Treasures. It was said that this vine could open up a void, move mountains, fill up the sea, and connect the heavens and earth together.

If it was refined from a Heavenly Passing Vine, it could easily tear through the void and whip the stars, possessing incredible might.

The Artifact mountain whip in Yang Qinyu’s hands, had fused with a few strands of the Sky Opening Vine’s tendons and fibers, and easily became a low-ranked daoyin apparatus. After being refined and nurtured for many years, the mountain whip had reached the mid-grade daoyin apparatus.

In the middle of the back of the Skypiercing Vine, there was a fist-sized yellowish-green gem embedded. The spiritual aura that it emitted allowed Yang Junshan to immediately recognize that this gem was the ninth ranked Earth Elemental Treasure, Consonance Stone.

The surface of the throne was inlaid with a few square crystals. These were the fire crystals that were ranked eleventh among the Fire Elemental Treasures.

Between the two pieces of crystal were two balls of jade green liquid the size of a longan. If Yang Junshan was not mistaken, it should be the Void Dew, which was ranked tenth among the water attribute treasures.

On the four legs of the pillar below the throne, there were four gold-silver beads embedded. Yang Junshan was even more familiar with them;

However, in Yang Junshan’s opinion, the rankings of the five Origin treasure on the throne were all below average and were not considered too high. Any one of the high quality Origin treasure he had previously acquired or controlled could be worth as much as any of the five treasures he had.

This thought lingered in Yang Junshan’s mind, and others had no way of knowing.

After all, not everyone could refine their body like Yang Junshan, who used resting soil s and Three Light Divine Water, while the magic treasures in his hands were mainly refined from Heaven Mending Rocks and Dividing Rocks, hiding in his house were gathered treasured lotuses and mutated Nine Heaven Illuminating Stones, and the magic treasures used to merge with the body of the Wooden Heart were all Seven Treasures Tree that were cultivated from the Flowing Tree. Fusang Mu could even split them among his brothers, while his sworn sister held onto the Ruyi Iron in her hands. At that time, all thirty-six pieces of Thousand Gold Sand were given to his wife, but now all the Heavenly Wind Pillars were being used by him to blow up the sail, being only inferior to the Holy River Diagram and Luo Shu.

To be fair, this throne was considered luxurious in the eyes of anyone other than Yang Junshan, if any Celestial Sovereign saw it, they would drool over it, even Great Divine Cultivator would become jealous.

This was also because the purple Qi was the primordial energy, which was why the Great Divine Cultivator s did not pay attention to the overturned throne. Otherwise, just this throne alone would be enough to causuge war between the Immortal Celestial Lord s.

Without mentioning anything else, just seeing Yang Junshan taking advantage of the chaos to keep the throne, the other Immortal Celestial Lord beating their chest and stomping their feet on the ground showed that it was true.

If these Immortal Celestial Lord in front of him were to know the thoughts of Yang Junshan that were being looked down upon, they might even throw away the primordial purple energy and gang up on Yang Junshan first to vent their anger.

Seeing Yang Junshan taking back the throne and the primordial purple Qi in front of him, the thought of seizing the throne flashed through their minds.

However, Liu Zizheng and Liu Zizheng could not hold on much longer at this time, because as time passed, Great Divine Cultivator had already charged into the Nine Heavens Palace along with the purple clouds that filled the sky above the Heavenly Court Continent.

Yan Xinyuan said in a deep voice, “Lord Sector lord, the Primordial Purple Qi will disappear on its own accord after a long time. It’s time for you to fulfill your promise!”

If there was no external interference, the primordial purple energy produced by the origin of the Nine Heavens would choose the cultivators who belong to the Nine Heavens.

How could the Celestial Emperor let these two free thugs leave so easily? He smiled and said, “Don’t worry, I have my ways of preserving two purple clouds!”

After he finished speaking, he saw the Celestial Emperor wave his sleeve. A mysterious spatial ripple suddenly came from that sleeve, as if the space within had formed by itself.

“Sleeve Dimension, I never thought that Sector lord would actually be able to cultivate this ability!”

After Liu Zizheng became slightly surprised, he said, “Although the Sleeve Dimension is known for being able to form its own world, it is still unable to contain the primordial purple energy within!”

But just as Liu Zizheng’s words fell, the primordial purple energy that was rushing left and right from the Heavenly Emperor’s imprisonment seemed to have sensed something at this moment, and rushed straight towards the Heavenly Emperor’s sleeve.

Under Yan Xinyuan and Liu Zizheng’s astonished gazes, the Heavenly Emperor laughed and released the restrictions on the Primordial Purple Qi.

But unexpectedly, at this moment, one of the two primordial purple clouds suddenly paused for a moment, and before the Celestial Emperor could react, it suddenly changed directions and disappeared into the air, while the other smoothly entered the Sky Emperor’s sleeve.

“Master of the Nine Heavens, you actually dared to trick us!”