658: Chapter 658 Senichi (23)

After the Old Madman landed, he did not speak first.

He did not look at anyone else, only staring at the complete Heavenly Dragon Token suspended in mid-air, a rare ripple appearing in his turbid eyes.

"Dragon child..."

This sound was very soft, like he was talking to himself, yet it was clear enough for Qin Yun, Ling Chan, and those few men in black to hear distinctly.

The atmosphere in the scene suddenly became even stranger.

The group of Loose Cultivators turned pale; when they saw the Old Madman, their expressions were even more terrified than when they saw the men in black.

The men in black also stopped, their eyes filled with wariness.

They all assumed that this Old Madman had indeed come for the Heavenly Dragon Token.

Qin Yun did not relax; instead, he became even more vigilant.

He knew very well that this Old Madman acted in a crazy manner, and saving the day did not mean he was harmless.

Just at this moment, Ling Chan, forcing herself to endure her injuries, suddenly spoke.

Her voice trembled, yet it carried a sense of determination.

"Senior, this is not an ordinary Dragon Burial Secret Token."

"This is a Heavenly Dragon Master Token."

Master Token.

As soon as these two words were spoken, the Loose Cultivators present were completely bewildered, not understanding the difference at all.

But the expressions of those few men in black changed at the same time.

Ling Chan gritted her teeth.

The situation was dire, and she could tell that this Old Madman was not simple, so she attempted to muddy the waters, continuing:

"An ordinary secret token can only allow one to enter the Ancient Dragon Burial Land; if one is lucky, they might stumble upon the traces of a 'Dragon'."

"But the Master Token is different."

"It is not about relying on luck."

"It will definitely be able to find a real 'Dragon'!"

As these words fell, the greed and killing intent in the eyes of those few men in black could no longer be suppressed.

From the very beginning, they were not aiming for ordinary Opportunities.

They were here specifically for that "Dragon."

Everyone subconsciously assumed that after hearing this, the Old Madman would immediately strike to seize the Master Token.

But the Old Madman only shook his head, answering irrelevantly.

"The token is not important."

He raised those turbid eyes and swept them across the entire scene.

"What is important is who has gained its recognition."

As soon as the words fell, everyone's gaze shifted in unison toward Qin Yun.

The Heavenly Dragon Token had completely formed in his hands.

The leader of the men in black finally could not suppress the shock in his heart; he stared at the Old Madman and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Who exactly are you, Your Excellency?"

"The faction behind us is determined to obtain this Heavenly Dragon Master Token; we hope Your Excellency will not interfere."

He attempted to bring up his background to pressure this crazy old man.

For a moment, Qin Yun was pushed to the very center of the storm.

The Old Madman, however, seemed to have heard enough and impatiently waved his hand.

"You want the Heavenly Dragon Token, isn't it just to find that Dragon?"

The expressions of the men in black changed again.

This was supposed to be their greatest secret.

A trace of shock also flashed in Ling Chan's eyes; although she knew the Master Token was precious, she did not know that the truth behind the "Dragon" ran so deep.

The Old Madman grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and spoke a sentence that made everyone uneasy.

"What a pity."

"That Dragon is not something you are worthy of seeing."

A flash of killing intent appeared in the eyes of the leader of the men in black, and he hesitated no longer.

"Kill!"

The five men in black struck simultaneously, their killing intent condensing into substance, transforming into five streams of black light that pounced straight at the Old Madman and Qin Yun.

They actually intended to silence both of them.

The Old Madman did not even look at them.

He only raised his hand and waved it lightly toward the front.

It was as if he were shooing away a few annoying flies.

The next moment, space solidified.

Those five streams of black light, capable of tearing apart a True Immortal, disintegrated inch by inch in mid-air.

The five men in black, as if grabbed by an invisible giant hand, all let out a muffled groan, plummeted from mid-air, and knelt on the ground, unable to move.

The leading man in black stared fixedly at the Old Madman, his face full of shock and disbelief; as if he had recognized something, he cried out involuntarily.

"Dongming... That person..."

Before he could finish his words, he was completely obliterated by that invisible force.

The entire scene was silent.

Five Spirit Immortals had been obliterated just like that, and among them was a half-step Profound Immortal.

The Old Madman, having dealt with the trouble, then walked leisurely in front of Qin Yun and glanced at Ling Chan beside him.

His gaze paused on Ling Chan for a moment, appearing somewhat surprised.

"Eh, you have also gained a bit of its recognition."

"Strange."

Ling Chan felt her hair stand on end from his gaze and subconsciously took half a step back.

Qin Yun finally spoke.

"Senior, what exactly is going on with this Heavenly Dragon Token and the 'Dragon'?"

The Old Madman, however, seemed to have had another episode, shaking his head and answering irrelevantly.

"When the time comes, you will know."

After saying this, he gave Qin Yun and Ling Chan no further Opportunity; with a wave of his large sleeve, a gentle force swept them both up, directly tore open space, and vanished from the spot.

...

When they appeared again, they were already at that familiar abandoned peak of the Yaochi Immortal Sect, Zangdao Peak.

The Old Madman tossed Qin Yun and Ling Chan onto the ground, then stood with his hands on his hips and announced with a serious expression.

"Before the Dragon Burial Forbidden Ground opens, you two are not allowed to go anywhere."

"There are plenty of people outside who want to rob you."

Qin Yun and Ling Chan exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness in each other's eyes.

In the following days, the two were effectively placed under house arrest on this abandoned peak.

Qin Yun was actually happy for the quiet; he immersed all his focus into that newly acquired secret technique, "Heavenly Dragon World Suppression."

The more he studied it, the more he felt that there was some profound connection between this technique and the Heavenly Dragon Token.

Several hundred years passed in a flash.

On this day, that ancient Forbidden Ground, which had been sealed by who knows what kind of existence, suddenly emitted an earth-shattering dragon roar.

A blurry pillar of Dragon Qi shot into the sky, stirring up the winds and clouds for a million miles.

The Dragon Burial Forbidden Ground officially opened.

Almost at the same time, on Zangdao Peak, the Heavenly Dragon Token in Qin Yun's embrace erupted with unprecedented radiance.

Hum— A majestic Dragon power spread out from the token, instantly enveloping the entire Yaochi Immortal Sect.

Across the one hundred and eight peaks, no matter where they were located, the Dragon Burial Secret Tokens all began to vibrate.

Ten thousand tokens came to pay homage.

"It is the Heavenly Dragon Token."

"The Heavenly Dragon Master Token has actually appeared on Zangdao Peak!"

Countless figures shot into the sky from various immortal peaks, turning into streams of light, frantically rushing toward Zangdao Peak.

There were Elders, Deacons, and also the most core True Disciples of each peak.

Zangdao Peak, which was usually deserted, became noisy in an instant.

Just as everyone was discussing heatedly, guessing whose hands the Master Token was in, a powerful aura descended from the most core First Immortal Peak.

The person who arrived was a young man in white; he was handsome and refined, with an extraordinary bearing, stepping on immortal light as he came, with dao rhyme faintly following behind him.

As soon as he appeared, the originally noisy Zangdao Peak instantly quieted down.

"It is Senior Brother Duan!"

"The number one Prodigy of Yaochi, Duan Changfeng!"

Duan Changfeng did not pay attention to the exclamations of the crowd; his gaze swept across the entire abandoned peak and finally landed in front of that dilapidated Immortal Cave, landing on Qin Yun.

His eyes were aloof, carrying a sense of natural condescension and contempt.

"A useless person of Zangdao Peak is not worthy of holding the Heavenly Dragon Master Token."

Duan Changfeng's voice was not loud, yet it clearly spread throughout the entire scene.

"Hand it over."

Facing the gaze of the Yaochi number one Prodigy and all the Disciples of the sect, Qin Yun slowly walked out of the Immortal Cave.

He did not explain, nor did he get angry.

He only raised his eyes and looked calmly at Duan Changfeng.

"I will not hand it over."

"If you want it, come and take it with your strength."