Chapter 591: The Resurrection Method

The sky above the Imperial city was obscured by the huge blue lotus.

The cultivators outside the Divine Capital looked at the Imperial city’s Ten Terminal Formation in confusion.

“What happened?”

“A blue lotus?”

“Who cultivates a blue lotus?”

The cultivators looked at the sky above the Imperial city in shock. It seemed like anything was possible in the great and vast world. It was only natural that they would be shocked by things they had not seen before, however, they accepted it very quickly as well. After all, since ancient times, there were countless predecessors who created many new cultivation methods.

The ancestors of the Confucian, Buddhist, and Daoist sects created the Daoist seals, the Buddhist seals, and various script and talisman seals based on various theories. The Fiend zen created the black seals as well.

Since the Evil Sky Pavilion’s Master was the first Nine-leaf cultivator in the world and the person who kicked the door to the Nine-leaf stage open, it was not strange if he had developed some new cultivation method.

The cultivators could only accept this fearfully and respectfully.

...

When the blue lotus bloomed, the glass-like Eight Gates Formation seal that appeared above the Imperial city instantly shattered. It gradually faded away like golden stars in the sky.

Just like that, Lu Zhou easily destroyed the Eight Gates Formation seal. There was no doubting this fact.

Lu Zhou descended slowly, casual and composed.

At this moment, realization dawned on the Nether Sect members, Hua Chongyang and the branch members. This was undoubtedly the reason their sect master would scurry away whenever he encountered his master! How could he not run away when his master was so powerful? Indeed, their sect master was very smart to know when to run.

The sun was setting at this moment...

Lu Zhou could sense that he did not have much extraordinary power left.

Whizz!

The curtain-like barrier in the sky changed colors.

A strong gust of wind began to blow in the air, and the clouds dispersed.

“The Ten Terminal Formation is disappearing again!”

“Everyone, get ready!”

The Evil Sky Pavilion disciples stepped forward.

Primal Qi surged wildly into the city again at this moment, and the air was no longer so stifling that it was difficult to breathe.

Everyone’s cultivation bases were slowly being restored. They inhaled deeply and wasted no time in circulating their Primal Qis.

Similarly, Lu Zhou could feel his cultivation base returning to him as well. Although he had almost exhausted his extraordinary power, he was now a Five-leaf Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm elite. In terms of combat experience, skill, and insights, he was a cut above the rest. ‘I’m still peerless...’

Bam! Bam! Bam!

At this moment, several white-robed cultivators were sent flying out of the Dazheng Palace.

At the same time, black-robed cultivators appeared in the direction of the Eternal Palace. They grabbed two white-robed cultivators as they flew in the air before tossing them to the ground.

The white-robed cultivators dropped to the ground with a loud boom.

It did not take long before the ten elders from the Big Dipper Academy were captured and tossed in front of Lu Zhou. Their faces were ashen.

Then, the black-robed cultivators descended to the ground one after another. There were more than ten of them.

At this moment, Li Yunzhao emerged from Dazheng Palace and greeted Lu Zhou respectfully. “Greetings, Senior Ji.”

Lu Zhou looked at Li Yunzhao and pointed at the individuals who captured the ten elders before he asked, “Are they your people?”

Li Yunzhao said, “I feel embarrassed. One must have some sort of way to protect oneself deep in the palace, after all...”

“Is this the Empress Dowager’s directive?”

“The Empress Dowager has long discovered that this person was an impostor. Unfortunately, the impostor has full control over the Divine Capital. The Empress Dowager prioritized the bigger picture and did not expose him.”

The others nodded upon hearing this.

No wonder the Empress Dowager was so bold as to visit the Evil Sky Pavilion previously. She even went as far as to give the longevity pill she had kept for many years to the Evil Sky Pavilion. Naturally, she did not know Lu Zhou had no need for the longevity pill. It was clear now that she had wanted to seize the opportunity to establish a friendly relation with the Evil Sky Pavilion.

Apart from that, they understood now why the Empress Dowager had defended Zhao Yue so strongly back in the Obedient Villa. At that time, she had vehemently opposed switching the Second Prince, Liu Huan, with the Fourth Prince, Liu Bing.

They understood now why Liu Gu had remained indifferent toward the prince’s death and the Empress Dowager’s illness, completely focused on opposing the Evil Sky Pavilion and unifying the Ten Thousand tribes.

At this moment, Li Yunzhao said in a clear voice. “The Empress Dowager has ordered the Imperial guards to stand down! No one is to resist the Evil Sky Pavilion!” Since his cultivation base had been restored, his voice was loud and energetic, resounding through the Imperial city.

The remaining soldiers and officials sprawled on the ground.

At this moment, the Evil Sky Pavilion’s cloud-splitting chariot slowly lowered its altitude in the sky above the Imperial city.

One of the female cultivators stood near the helm and said, “M-mister First...”

Si Wuya frowned and said, “I’ll go and have a look.” He pushed away from the ground lightly and flew up into the sky.

After Si Wuya boarded the flying chariot and entered the cockpit, he saw Yu Zhenghai lying inside. There were bloodstains on Yu Zhenghai’s neck. Although he had prepared himself for this, he still trembled.

“Eldest Senior Brother?” Si Wuya tried to wake Yu Zhenghai up. Alas, Yu Zhenghai remained unresponsive; his eyes remained close. Yu Zhenghai’s life aura was weak as well.

Then, Si Wuya carried Yu Zhenghai and leaped out of the flying chariot.

The Evil Sky Pavilion disciples cried out when they saw Yu Zhenghai. “Eldest Senior Brother!”

Meanwhile, the 10,000 Nether Sect members fell to their knees in unison.

“Sect master!”

Their invincible sect master had been grievously injured. How could they not be worried?

Hua Chongyang and the 12 branch masters walked up to Yu Zhenghai.

Si Wuya’s expression was grim as he approached Lu Zhou. “Master, Eldest Senior Brother is...”

Lu Zhou raised a hand to stop Si Wuya from speaking any further. It was difficult to tell if Yu Zhenghai could survive this. Nothing was absolute. He looked at the unconscious Yu Zhenghai. He extended his hand toward Yu Zhenghai and did not hesitate to channel all of his extraordinary power out. This was all he could do; he would leave the rest to fate.

“Master...” The grim expression on Lu Zhou’s face did not escape Si Wuya’s notice.

Lu Zhou said, “You’ve saved him once... I’m sure you know about the Wuqi tribe’s characteristics of the Wuqi tribe...”

“Yes.”

“Yu Zhenghai would lose 300 years of his life every time he dies. Even if he survives this injury, he still can’t escape his great limit...”

“...”

Conch looked at Yu Zhenghai contemplatively. Perhaps, she remembered his words to her during their first meeting. She walked up to him and softly said, “Hang in there.”

The others lowered their heads.

Lu Zhou looked at Conch and remembered the Nine-leaf stage and runes. Then, he said, “Si Wuya.”

“Yes, master.”

“Where did you find your Second Senior Brother’s runes?”

Si Wuya was overjoyed! He knew what his master’s question meant. He replied at once, “I found it in an ancient grave. The runes can absorb life. That’s right... Master, I’ll take Eldest Senior Brother to Liang Province immediately!”

Lu Zhou glanced at Yu Zhenghai before he said with a sigh, “The runes can prolong his life, but if they’re going to split it between them, they can’t go about killing people.”

Si Wuya said, “So long as we can guarantee Eldest Senior Brother’s life for 49 days, there’s hope. In truth, there are records in the ancient books about the death of the Wuqians. In fact, there’s no proof that three deaths are the limit. They only came up with three deaths based on humans’ great limits. Nevertheless, even if there’s no way to overcome the great limit, even if Eldest Senior Brother can only live for another ten years, I have to save him!”

Lu Zhou felt something stir in him and asked, “Are you confident?”

“I... I wish to bring Eldest Senior Brother to Lou Lan. Eldest Senior Brother has said that the location of his first death was an ideal spot, which aligns with favorable time, geographical, and chronological conditions. I can’t make any guarantees, but I’m willing to try.”

At this moment, Hua Chongyang bowed. “I’m willing to go with you, Mister Seventh.”

The 12 branch masters said in unison, “We’re willing to follow the sect master to our deaths!”

Then, the Evil Sky Pavilion disciples raised their hands one after another.

“I think I should be the one to escort Eldest Senior Brother!”

“I want to go as well...”

Lu Zhou looked at everyone...