Chapter 470 The Lord of the Temple, the Three Imperial Stars!

Ninety-nine stomata, also known as the general outline of stomata.

This secret technique was created by Bai Xiao to complement his most powerful, forbidden secret martial art, the Dragon Elephant Sutra, enhancing sustained combat effectiveness. During his peak master stage, it played a crucial role numerous times, with remarkable results. However, at that time, Bai Xiao's Dragon Elephant Sutra had not yet reached its peak power, and the number of Sky Glaze Holy Dragons and Earth Glaze Elephant Gods was around ten, so the ninety-nine pores could naturally be replenished in one go. However, now that the power of the Dragon Elephant Sutra has more than doubled, the effectiveness of the ninety-nine pores has diminished.

However, within the nightmare-like Beidou Temple, there were still more pore diagrams. With the Ninety-Nine Pore Secret Technique, absorbing and integrating the pore diagrams one after another, one could gradually catch up with the White Owl's soaring strength.

And it will be more effective!

Because, after Bai Xiao entered the Grandmaster realm, every attack he made would be accompanied by a large amount of heaven and earth power, which in turn reduced consumption. When he attacked the Myriad Beasts Dragon God this morning, he threw out the Dragon Elephant Glazed Beads several times in succession.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

On the back of Bai Xiao's right hand, the skull mark kept flashing, emitting wisps of fear, as if black fog was covering the surroundings.

However, it couldn't force White Owl into a deep sleep, dragging him into a horrifying nightmare like before. At this moment, the Grandmaster's immense foundation, rooted in the deep world, was firmly locked, interconnected with the entire universe. As long as White Owl didn't want to, even the power of the imprint left by the Origin-level existence would be unable to do anything to him across the vast void.

Unless, that Root Level being is rapidly approaching this world.

…

At dusk, the sunset glow stained the clouds, transforming them into a scene resembling a fiery sunset. As time passed, the fiery red clouds gradually dimmed, their light fading. With astonishing speed, a shimmer of dusk enveloped the entire world.

The sun had just set and the moon was just rising.

Bai Xiao sat cross-legged, his palms facing upward, clasped together. He calmed down, his breathing even, and the powerful aura of a master gradually subsided.

"call……"

A hazy black air enveloped his entire body.

The black skull mark flickered slightly, emitting a mysterious power.

The White Owl offered no resistance.

Suddenly, the sky spun and the stars moved.

“Swish!”

Fearful nightmare, conquering the city, Beidou Temple, the top eighth floor.

By the window.

A tall black figure suddenly appeared.

“Ka-ka-ka-ka…”

Suddenly, from all directions, there was a feeling that the space seemed to be unable to bear it. The air flow shattered, and black cracks appeared. This lasted for four or five seconds before the feeling of repulsion and compression disappeared.

Bai Xiao's eyes flickered as he glanced around.

"The upper limit of the horror nightmare that can be carried is the Grandmaster level?"

"After all, it's just a fragment of the world..."

He muttered to himself, his gaze once again fixed on the eighth floor. The walls here were covered in murals depicting the demon bird Intaro. Previously, what had caught White Owl's attention most was the presence of several Dread Knights beneath the demon bird.

The fourth one was none other than Wu Binghe, the eldest senior brother of the former Fierce Bird Clan!

Even after Wu Binghe, a fifth fleeting Dread Knight appeared, bearing the face of Bai Xiao. It seemed to foreshadow the future...

He will eventually become the fifth Dread Knight under the Demon Bird.

However, at this moment.

Bai Xiao gazed at the scroll, his face free of any panic, remaining icy and indifferent. He was now known as the Dragon Sect within the Tianxia Federation's secret martial arts community, a Grandmaster-level being. He had even recently slain a Grandmaster-level biological armor, stained with the blood of other Grandmasters. In any world, he was considered a top-tier being.

The Demon Bird, Intarot, was indeed mysterious and unfathomable, and must be the mysterious root of the void. However, the Dread Knights below the Demon Bird couldn't possibly be at the root level either; they were most likely Grandmaster-level beings. Since they were at the same level as White Owl, he had nothing to fear.

Besides, the nightmare of fear can only accommodate the Grandmaster level at most.

Bai Xiao's thoughts raced as he glanced quietly out the window.

Outside the Beidou Temple, a surging black-gray fog surged like a tidal wave, thick and vast. Everywhere he looked, the sky was covered in this fog, obscuring the sun and seeming to engulf the entire Zhengzhan City. Only the Beidou Temple, emitting a faint golden glow, barely managed to resist the onslaught.

Compared with the last time, the situation is more serious.

Bai Xiao gazed into the distance. Within the mist, countless gigantic, terrifying creatures stood like countless hills. Even the weakest of them seemed to be comparable to the top-tier martial artists.

His eyes flickered.

This time, there was no sign of senior brother Wu Binghe.

"It seems that these terrifying creatures want to destroy the last remaining fire power in the nightmare of fear and bring down the Beidou Temple in one fell swoop."

Bai Xiao slowly turned his head and looked at the upward white stone stairs behind him.

"Looks like I need to speed up."

He tapped his toes lightly.

"call out!"

Bai Xiao seemed to teleport from the eighth floor of the Beidou Temple to the seventh floor. He appeared like a ghost and arrived at the Seven Stars Secretariat, one of the most important seven-story buildings in the Beidou Temple!

“Ka-ka-ka-ka…”

Center of the venue.

A domineering figure, clad in golden armor, trembled slightly. Standing five meters tall, it resembled a towering iron tower, its body draped in a massive suit of armor weighing over ten tons. Its outline was ferocious and menacing. Especially on its chest, a massive, golden lion king's head roared.

It's lifelike, with its fangs and claws bared.

The lion king's head and pupils suddenly lit up, like an eternal flame.

"roar……"

It just rose and roared.

"Bang!!!"

The so-called eternal flame was extinguished in an instant.

A supreme and invincible terrifying aura came suppressing him like an enormous mountain, hitting the shoulders of the seventh-level guardian.

He knelt heavily on the ground, and was forced to crawl forward.

With his hands and feet, he pressed four deep pits in the ground, rubbing them to produce golden-red flames, but he was still unable to make his huge body stand up.

This figure, with two brilliant sun symbols on his shoulders, was once known as the Lion King, revered by the world and commanding the Lion Legion. At this moment, the Lion King bowed his head in submission to a greater king. A figure in a black-gold dragon-elephant combat uniform calmly walked past him, strolling leisurely.

"Bang!"

The lion king's head sank into the ground, and the red light that had been lit went out again.

"His aura is probably comparable to that of a peak sect master."

"That is to say, the seven guardians of the top seven Beidou Halls of the Beidou Holy Temple are probably all at the peak level of the master of the school. This Zhengzhan City is indeed not weak, but the world has long since fallen, and they have all become monsters that are neither alive nor dead. Only the remaining obsession is trying to defend the last holy place..."

Bai Xiao put his hands behind his back and quickly floated into the Seven Star Secret Arts Museum.

This place is basically the same as the ordinary secret arts hall at the beginning, with the overall layout being similar, except that the Seven Star Secret Arts Hall is more spacious and larger.

He was alone, wandering among them.

Bai Xiao shuttled between the various obsidian bookshelves, searching for secret arts similar to the pore diagram he had found before. His movements were incredibly swift, and in a short time, he had gleaned a wealth of secret arts related to pores. Suddenly, he pulled out one secret art after another.

The Seven Star Secretariat is indeed an upgraded version of the ordinary secret arts museum.

The quality of the secret techniques here is much stronger.

Previously, in ordinary mystical arts halls, the most pore diagrams contained only 77. But now, pore diagrams with 70 or 80 are everywhere.

Bai Xiao even found a secret technique with more than 200 air holes.

Springs of Heaven and Earth

There should be a lot of overlap in the pores here, but there are probably quite a few remaining new pore positions, which can provide him with hundreds of new pores.

As he watched, Bai Xiao discovered an unexpected surprise.

"Once a practitioner is able to illuminate 365 pores in the body, the number of celestial bodies will be formed, and the pore diagram will spontaneously operate and break through. Every once in a while, more pores will be illuminated."

He slowly scanned the contents of the secret technique of "Spring of Heaven and Earth".

"I wonder if the Ninety-Nine Air Holes Secret Technique, obtained after the balanced transformation and strengthening, also has this characteristic? If so, then I only need to activate more than 365 air hole positions and don't need to worry about the follow-up. The Ninety-Nine Air Holes Secret Technique can spontaneously operate and break through..."

Bai Xiao's mind moved, and he instantly put away all the pore maps.

He turned slightly.

“Swish!”

Beidou Temple, the top sixth floor.

"Bang!"

A powerful guardian, without warning, slammed heavily into the wall, leaving a massive dent and cracks. With a thud, his body fell powerlessly, soundlessly. A dark figure slowly drifted towards him.

Two minutes later, White Owl left.

The sixth floor of the Seven Big Dipper Halls should have stored some kind of cultivation resources, but as time passed and fear eroded them, those minerals and mercury-like substances had lost their power and become ordinary.

The fifth floor, the Holy Light Hall.

He broke in, took a quick look, and left quickly.

The Holy Light Hall, as the name suggests, is the energy core of the entire Beidou Holy Temple. In the center is a vast pool of holy light, within which lies a crystal of holy light, dimmed and cracked, almost on the verge of shattering.

Time is running out.

The fourth level is still about cultivation resources.

Bai Xiao simply came to the third floor of the Big Dipper Palace.

According to the inscription on the stone tablet in the Museum of Secret Arts, this is the source of disaster.

As always, rush in and suppress the guardian.

He suddenly saw, in the center of the hall, a black stone brimming with ominous aura. Its surface was stained with blood and flickered with red light. A mysterious and eerie feeling lingered, as if touching the stone would bring unimaginable disaster and misfortune. Even Bai Xiao frowned slightly, sensing its extremely sinister nature, and did not attempt to touch it.

"The Stone of Disaster..."

"It should be used in conjunction with the Compass of the Stars at the Well of the Void."

Next to the stone, a line of characters is engraved, arranged closely together.

White Owl paused for a moment.

Afterwards, he went directly to the second floor of the Big Dipper Palace.

As expected, in the central hall, there is a huge compass five meters high, densely dotted with stars, which echo and twinkle with each other.

It exudes an extremely mysterious and strange aura.

It was vaguely similar to the Stone of Disaster that Bai Xiao had just seen.

Similarly, a line of small words expresses the same meaning as before.

"What does this mean?"

He muttered to himself, thinking in his mind.

"Perhaps this world, before being completely shattered and completely invaded by fear, did some self-rescue? Is it related to these things?"

Bai Xiao had a flash of thought and slowly turned around.

On the staircase, an armored figure with the aura of a half-step Grandmaster knelt on one knee, motionless as a statue. The obsession within him had vanished, easily obliterated by White Owl, yet it still proved unable to stop his invasion. After all, the gap between Grandmaster and those below Grandmaster was a vast chasm.

"Up there is the top floor of the Beidou Temple..."

Bai Xiao looked up without any hesitation.

His master-level strength is his greatest reliance on this trip!

"call out!"

Beidou Temple, the top floor.

White Owl floated in and took a look at the dome. It was inlaid with a variety of colorful crystals, magnificent and extraordinary, giving people a dreamlike feeling. It was conceivable that when this world still had sunlight, this place must have been magnificent. But now, only a dim golden light filled the surrounding space.

He floated all the way and flew across the long corridor.

Finally, an extremely vast golden hall appeared before his eyes.

In the center of the hall.

An ancient and wild black well is embedded on it, standing tall.

However, in Bai Xiao's perception, this black well did not seem to be embedded in the floor, but was embedded and locked in space, making it difficult to move.

"This is... the Well of the Void?"

He muttered the strange syllables of the Well of Void, which was called in this world.

The whole person gradually approached.

"good."

Suddenly, a hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded next to the wellhead.

Bai Xiao turned his head and looked.

There, only half of the old man's body remained. He looked withered and emaciated, like a mummy. He seemed to have stayed here for a long time, until someone appeared here and revived him.

“This aura…”

Bai Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although the opponent's strength was extremely weak, Bai Xiao could still feel the willpower comparable to that of a master and his extraordinary nature.

"Friends, we are the same kind of people."

The skinny old man suddenly raised his right hand, and on the back of his hand, which was as old as tree bark, a skull mark with an aura of fear suddenly appeared.

"Um?"

Bai Xiao's pupils shrank.

"This is how the demonic bird, Intaro, invades world after world. The Insignia, summoned by terrifying nightmares, are transported to fragmented worlds once destroyed by the invasion of fear. Finally, they return to their original world, bringing with them the fear factor and becoming the coordinates of fear..."

"Hahaha, I used to be the same."

The old man's voice was hoarse, full of bitterness and boundless regret.

"The demon bird, Intaro, wanted me to become its third Dread Knight. But I chose to resist, and in the end, everything was destroyed..."

Bai Xiao stopped and slowly landed on the ground.

He looked at the skinny old man and asked in the language of this world.

"Who are you?"

The old man looked at the seven-colored dome with emotion and said slowly.

"Master of Beidou Temple."

"He is also one of the three emperor stars of the largest empire in this world."

(End of this chapter)