Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 268 Return to the South

'According to the records of the sect, if the guardian cannot break away from the influence of civilization and become an independent third-grade cultivator before the civilization decays, he will likely fall from the third-grade status and become a fourth-grade celestial being again, and there is almost no possibility of further advancement.'

'Therefore, there are very few people who are still on this path. The Mingchen Sect recorded that there were less than 30 guardians of the nine continents, but in the records of the Jinhua Sect and the Yinjing Sect, there were more than 20. Obviously, during this process, several people chose to ascend to heaven, or completely gave up their duties as guardians.'

'Now, the guardian of the Northern Wasteland has taken action. Who is influencing the progress of civilization and the changes in the earth veins of the Northern Wasteland?'

Chu Tai thought for a moment, glanced at the disappearing Yang Xing, and decided not to stay here any longer.

He took out the Taiyi Youxian Banner, which was a combination of the Jinxuan Danxia Banner and the Qiyin Huasha Banner, and shook it lightly. A rainbow bridge flew out, carrying him into the void.

With his full strength pushing forward, Hongqiao flew at an extremely fast speed, covering a distance of a thousand miles in the blink of an eye.

However, although Chu Tai's flying speed was not slow, he still had a clear perception of the changes in the surrounding environment.

Able to perceive many subtle changes and sense many disorders of vital energy.

While flying, Chu Tai avoided the forbidden areas of twelve Taoist temples and bypassed eight battlefields where monks were fighting.

Once when he encountered a monk throwing something to him, he turned around immediately and had no intention of touching that thing. He didn't want to be inexplicably burdened with some strange debts without knowing anything and become the target of others' disputes.

However, despite Chu Tai's cautious actions, he still encountered some troubles after approaching southern Xinjiang.

"You bastard, who told you to hang around above my head?"

When Chu Tai was flying over a hill, a roar was heard, and then a six-fingered monster hand the size of an acre of field, made of black smoke, emerged from the air and grabbed him.

That strange hand was also peculiar. Its six fingers contained the magical powers of east, south, west, north, up and down respectively, forming a magical ban that blocked the void around Chu Tai.

Then, another piece of colorful cold light fell from the void, layer upon layer, covering the void. Thousands of spider silks surrounded the ten directions of heaven and earth, and Chu Tai had to stop the rainbow bridge.

He stared at the spider silk in the void, somewhat surprised.

"What kind of alien species is this? How can spider silk seal the void?"

Facing Chu Tai's surprise, the cultivators below laughed loudly: "This is a species that I, the ancestor, spent three hundred years to cultivate. You youngsters are not capable of discovering it. Boy, if you know what's good for you, leave the magic pennant in your hand. I, the ancestor, can still spare your life. Otherwise, don't blame me for bullying the weak."

Hearing this, Chu Tai looked down and saw an old man sitting upright on a bluestone, surrounded by strange visions and with a very strong aura.

After looking him up and down for a few times, Chu Tai discovered that although the old man's aura was at the first level among the five levels he had seen, there were many magical prohibitions on the surface of the bluestone under him, making it difficult for him to leave. It was obvious that the old man was imprisoned here, and Chu Tai could not help but sneer.

"Bullying the weak? If you can defeat me even when you are sealed, I will give you my life, not to mention the Youxian Banner. But if you lose, don't blame me for bullying the weak!"

As he spoke, Chu Tai also released the Scorpion Tail Sword, which rolled up and down, crushing the falling six-fingered monster hand into pieces. The broken fingers exploded in mid-air, emitting black smoke that spread in all directions and merged into the cold light.

The old man clasped his hands together.

The colorful cold light quickly expanded outwards, and many vicious curses emerged from inside. This treasure was condensed by the old man from countless snakes, insects and poisonous herbs collected from the mountains and forests. With the blessing of his magic, it was repeatedly refined and was extremely vicious.

Ordinary people who encounter it, once covered by its cold light, will turn into a pool of pus and blood with just a roll up and down.

Usually, the old man likes to block the void with his strange hands, cover the four directions with spider silk, and then kill people and rob goods with cold light. Chu Tai also saw the old man's method, and raised his hand to perform the Golden Blade Fiery Fire. This method contains the magic of Lihuo, Gengxin Metal Qi, and when it comes into contact with the cold light, it immediately crackles and explodes, countless flames splash, and golden light explodes.

The old man then realized that he had been too arrogant. He had thought that Chu Tai's aura was agitated and his magic power had not yet subsided. He was a newcomer who had just entered the fifth rank. He never thought that his methods were so extraordinary. He could not help but be secretly shocked.

But the old man was, after all, a veteran practitioner who had practiced hard for many years. He stretched out his hand and pointed, and spider silk fell from all around, lightly catching the flames and golden light away.

Afterwards, the old man exhaled, and streams of black air surged up. Poisonous snakes, scorpions, centipedes, spiders, and other highly poisonous insects emerged from it.

"what?"

Chu Tai was slightly surprised. He originally thought that this person was practicing the art of poison, but now it seems that is not the case.

However, this kind of change is nothing in Chu Tai's view.

He took the purple bamboo branch and waved it lightly, and the sound of the tide surged. However, in an instant, the insects turned into a lot of black air and continued to disperse.

At the same time, the Taiyi Two-Phase Ring fell, generating dozens of light circles of various sizes, which enveloped the old man layer by layer.

As he pulled it inwards, he saw black smoke rising and spreading outwards, ignoring the attack.

“Hehe, why do you think the ancestor was imprisoned here? I have already cultivated an immortal body…”

The old man hadn't even finished his words before Chu Tai slapped him in the upper dantian, turning him into black smoke. He condensed into shape again and was about to say something when the Taiyi Two-Phase Ring dropped layers of light circles, slowly rotating and capturing him.

The old man was shocked, but still pretended to be sarcastic: "What's the point of you capturing me? My immortality..."

Before he could finish his words, he saw the Sun and Moon Eternal Lamp appear in Chu Tai's hand. He stared at the two kinds of True Fire, the Moon and the Sun, flowing in it, as well as the Demon Refining True Fire that seemed to appear and disappear in it, and was horrified.

He wanted to say something, but Chu Tai didn't give him a chance. He placed the treasure lamp in front of him and blew gently. Three kinds of true fire fell down and turned into layers of fire clouds that trapped the old man.

Rays of cold light emanated from the old man's body, trying to block some of it, but the light circles around him kept rotating, and the triple true fire burned repeatedly, and the essence of the cold light was quickly wiped out, leaving only a thin layer.

"Damn it, my destiny is clearly not this time, why is it like this! Zhu Ling, are you really going to let me die here? Don't forget that part of your lineage's inheritance and destiny depends on me. If I die at the hands of this brat, your lineage will never be complete!"

The old man's roar echoed all around, as if he was forcing someone to show up.

But he shouted twice in a row and there was no change. He panicked and wanted to beg Chu Tai for mercy. But at this time, the cold light on his body had dissipated. The two true fires of Taiyin and Taiyang burned his so-called immortal body to ashes under the rotation of the aperture, and the demon refining true fire continued to burn the essence of his soul.

Waves of wailing came out of the old man's mouth. At first he was begging, then it turned into cursing, and then begging again.

Three days later, the old man's soul had been refined into an illusory shadow, and only a little black air remained of his so-called immortal body.

Chu Tai looked at the old man who was almost dead, took out a purple bamboo branch, and gently waved it towards the side. The bamboo leaves fluttered, the sound of waves surged, and a figure who was trying to approach the old man was forced out from the void.

Chu Tai looked at the man and sneered, "Picking peaches is not a good habit."

(End of this chapter)