I became an immortal in the mountains

Chapter 853 Immortal Soldiers
Gu Yuanqing remained calm.

The words of the Lord of Jiuli Mountain did not have much effect on him. As an evil lord, the Lord of Jiuli Mountain's magnanimity was indeed admirable, but it was not as he expected. To become such a person, he must have extraordinary abilities.

But since it is a grudge, it should be settled, only then can the obsession in one's heart be resolved.

"Li Cang," the Lord of Jiuli Mountain suddenly called out.

The young man stepped forward and bowed his head in greeting.

"This is Brother Gu. When you see him in the future, you must treat him with the respect due to a disciple." The Nine Li Mountain Master's voice was calm and unwavering. "I brought you here so that you could see for yourself and not harbor any delusions. Today's situation is for me to settle the karmic debts. If you harbor hatred because of this, you will be going against my true intentions and betraying my painstaking efforts."

Li Cang's body trembled slightly, his fists clenched tighter until his knuckles turned white, and he finally bowed his head deeply: "Disciple...will obey Master's orders."

The Lord of Jiuli Mountain then turned to look at Gu Yuanqing and said, "In that case, I have no more worries. Brother Gu, before you leave, could you allow this old man to witness the true appearance of the Path of the Void Immortal?"

Gu Yuanqing looked at him and nodded slightly: "As you wish."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hunched body of the Lord of Jiuli Mountain suddenly straightened up!

The tens of thousands of miles of territory of the Jiuli Mountains seemed to emit a low hum at the same time.

An endless aura of vastness rose from the mountains, rivers, and the depths of the earth, transforming into visible torrents of dark gold that surged wildly into his body.

The dark golden runes on his skin swirled, detached from his body, and intertwined in the void!

A colossal, towering phantom materialized behind him.

The ancient and simple image of the ancestral shaman appeared, wearing a crown of thorns, covered in animal skin, holding a bone staff, with a blurred face, only his eyes like deep pools, reflecting the birth and death of all things.

"Ancestral Approach - Body and Soul in Harmony!"

The Lord of Jiuli Mountain gave a low shout, and the enormous ancestral shamanic image stepped forward, merging with his withered body.

In an instant, his shriveled body filled up as if inflated, his skin took on a rock-like texture, his hair transformed into vines, and his eyes shone with a dark golden light.

His aura rose steadily, causing the surrounding laws of heaven and earth to resonate with him. Under the frenzied infusion of the power of the earth veins of the Jiuli Mountains, he broke through the limit of the Chaotic Undying and stepped into the threshold of the Void Immortal level!

At this moment, he stood firmly on the ground, becoming one with the entire Jiuli Continent, his aura vast and boundless, completely different from before.

"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist!"

The voice of the Lord of Jiuli Mountain was like an ancient bell, resounding through the clouds.

He simply clenched his fist and threw a single punch at Gu Yuanqing.

This punch, seemingly slow but actually fast, left behind cracks and black marks in the space where it passed. This punch, which combined the weight of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers with the ancient will of the witch, seemed to make this world unable to bear it.

Gu Yuanqing remained unmoved. Faced with this attack, which was comparable to that of a celestial being, he simply extended a single finger and pointed it out from mid-air.

The power was condensed to its extreme, as if it were the end point where all things returned to nothingness.

The fist that struck from the Nine Li Mountain Lord disintegrated and vanished silently the moment it touched the fingertip.

The golden light in the eyes of the Lord of Jiuli Mountain intensified. Instead of retreating, he advanced, spreading his arms as if embracing the heavens and the earth.

Behind him, a phantom image of a vast landscape appeared, with vegetation growing wildly, insects and beasts howling, the four seasons turning, and life and death alternating. He manifested the "Dao" and "Li" of Jiuli Mountain Continent with witchcraft, turning them into a surging torrent that suppressed it once again.

Gu Yuanqing finally made a move.

He took a step forward, and his aura suddenly changed, with an all-encompassing yet incomparably sharp sword intent soaring into the sky!

It possesses the majestic and suppressive power of the Four Symbols Suppressing Calamity, the ethereal and unpredictable nature of the void without a trace, and the annihilation and rebirth of the cycle of life and death... All the true meanings of the sword path that he cultivated, comprehended, and developed throughout his life converge at this moment and merge into a single thought.

All swords return to their origin, all laws return to one.

He pointed his fingers like a sword and gently slashed at the surging torrent of mountains, rivers, and witchcraft.

The torrent, seemingly capable of bearing the weight of an entire continent, was parted by this single stroke.

The will of mountains and rivers, the vitality of plants and trees, the wildness of insects and beasts, and the ancient charm of shamanism contained in the torrent were all solidified, and then, like a weathered sandcastle, they dissipated inch by inch.

Gu Yuanqing's figure had somehow passed through the dissipating torrent and appeared before the Lord of Jiuli Mountain, whose aura was beginning to fluctuate violently.

He still only had one finger.

With a fingertip gathering the essence of various sword techniques and the return to simplicity, he gently touched the brow of the Lord of Jiuli Mountain.

The way of space is fast and boundless.

Gu Yuanqing today is completely different from the Gu Yuanqing who first became a Void Immortal.

Although the Lord of Jiuli Mountain is an avatar in Jiuli Mountain, his strength, after using a secret technique, far surpasses that of his original self when he blocked the way.

But when faced with Gu Yuanqing's finger, he found that he had no room to dodge.

He retreated, but couldn't create any distance; instead, it was as if he were offering his head to Gu Yuanqing.

The moment the fingertip touched the center of the brow, the massive form of the ancestral sorcerer's avatar suddenly froze.

His eyes were filled with shock.

"So... this is what a Void Immortal is..."

He murmured softly, turned his head to look at the distant lands and rivers of Jiuli, a hint of lingering affection flashed across his face, and finally everything turned into a relieved smile.

Amidst his smile, his body, starting from the point where his brow was touched, turned into dust and drifted away with the wind.

Li Cang, who had retreated to a distance, knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold rock, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Gu Yuanqing withdrew his finger, stood quietly for a moment, then glanced at Li Cang and said indifferently, "You Jiuli Mountain people should take care of yourselves!"

The words fell, and with one step, a thousand miles were covered.

……

Deep in the Jiuli Mountains, atop a stone platform atop the ancestral hall, a flame within an ancient bronze soul lamp trembled violently.

The golden-red flames that had burned for over 20,000 years seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, suddenly shrinking and dimming, and finally extinguished completely with a soft "poof," leaving only a wisp of extremely faint blue smoke drifting away.

"Clang clang clang—!!!"

A desolate, deep bell rang nine times in a row, resounding throughout the heavens and earth.

In an instant, the mountains and rivers fell silent, the rivers seemed to slow their rush, and the farmers working in the fields stopped what they were doing, slowly straightened up, and looked in the direction from which the bell sounded.

The cultivators and mortals trading in the market stopped at the same time; the patrolling Jiuli cultivators changed their expressions slightly and rode their strange beasts back to the mountain gate; the Jiuli Mountain cultivators who were in seclusion in the deep mountain caves all woke up.

Whether cultivators or mortals, whether in bustling cities or remote villages, countless beings were slightly taken aback at this moment. Then, without prior arrangement, they all knelt, bowed, or performed ancient shamanistic rituals in the direction of the main peak of Jiuli Mountain.

The vast land to which Mount Jiuli belongs is filled with solemnity, and an indescribable sense of sorrow permeates the air.

To outside cultivators, the Lord of Jiuli Mountain was a supreme figure of the evil path, but to them, he was the guardian who had led Jiuli Mountain through many years, and now he had perished.

"Respectfully sending off the Mountain Lord to the heavens!"

Countless people kowtowed to the ground, crying out in grief.

……

Gu Yuanqing stood in the sky, glanced back, remained silent for a moment, sighed softly, and turned to leave.

……

News of the death of the master of Jiuli Mountain spread rapidly.

The fall of a being who once stood at the pinnacle of the spirit realm caused a great uproar among many cultivators.

The closest heretical sect is the Holy Heaven Sect.

Holy Heaven Sect, Ten Thousand Soldiers Mountain. Zhao Shengbing slowly put down the communication jade talisman in his hand, his expression solemn.

"The Lord of Jiuli Mountain... is dead?" His voice was low. He had one of his clones killed by Gu Yuanqing. Outside Qian Yuan Island, his main body was also killed. This clone's power was barely enough to survive the chaos.

Jing Yue, the sect leader of the Holy Heaven Sect, nodded and said in a low voice, "Yes, senior brother. Seven days ago, the nine death knells of Mount Jiuli shook the spirit world. On that day, the Great Dao around Mount Jiuli trembled, and some people even saw the avatar of the Witch Ancestor collapse. It must have been Gu Yuanqing who made the move. However, I did not see the great formation of Mount Jiuli rise."

Zhao Shengbing stood up and said, "It seems that the Old Ghost of Jiuli ended his karma by annihilating himself. Now that he is dead, it will be my turn next."

Jingyue suddenly looked up: "Senior brother! Then we..."

Zhao Shengbing turned to look at Jing Yue and said coldly, "What? Does the Sect Master also intend to exchange my life for the peace of the Holy Heaven Sect?"

Jing Yue quickly said, "Senior brother, please don't misunderstand. You treat me like a father and a brother, how could I do such a thing? Our Holy Heaven Sect has the Ten Thousand Soldiers Formation and the foundation of the 'Soldier Tomb' left by our ancestor. Even if Gu Yuanqing is a Void Immortal, he can't do anything to us!"

Zhao Shengbing withdrew his gaze, walked to the edge of the cave, and looked out at the mountains that stood like swords and halberds. These were the places where the Holy Heaven Sect had trained, raised, and buried its soldiers for countless years.

"Send the order to seal off the mountain. All disciples, return to your positions and activate the Ten Thousand Soldiers Formation. If he arrives in three days, I will go and meet him."

Jingyue opened his mouth, but in the end he only bowed deeply and withdrew.

Three days later, outside the gates of the Holy Heaven Sect.

In mid-air, Gu Yuanqing, still dressed in his blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back.

Ahead lay a massive array of menacing energy, with countless phantom images of weapons floating in the air, and at the core of the array stood a towering mountain of ten thousand weapons, seemingly forged from countless divine weapons.

Zhao Shengbing's figure rose from the mountain peak, stepping through the air until he reached the edge of the formation.

"Gu Yuanqing! Do you really intend to wipe us all out?"

Gu Yuanqing calmly said, "If you commit suicide, the Holy Heaven Sect will be sealed off for ten thousand years, and then I will leave."

"Suicide? Hahaha!" Zhao Shengbing laughed in fury, his voice shaking the surrounding area. "Gu Yuanqing! Do you think that becoming a Void Immortal means you can act recklessly? Since the founding of my Holy Heaven Sect, countless Void Immortals have emerged, and even those who have attained immortality are far more than a handful! Immortal soldiers killing immortals, have you never heard of that? Let alone you being just a Void Immortal, even if a true immortal descended, he wouldn't dare to utter such arrogant words!"

"Is that so?" Gu Yuanqing smiled indifferently, too lazy to say more, and simply raised his hand.

A large seal flew up from his palm, growing larger in the wind, and in an instant transformed into a majestic phantom of a divine mountain spanning tens of thousands of miles.

The massive seal, blotting out the sky and carrying a terrifying Daoist aura that could suppress the eight wastelands and establish the order of the universe, descended upon the gates of the Holy Heaven Sect!

The void groaned, and the space of the tens of thousands of miles of Wanbing Mountain was overwhelmed, with countless black spatial cracks appearing, constantly being created and destroyed.

Below, the Great Array of Ten Thousand Soldiers was activated to its limit, and countless phantom weapons transformed into a torrent of military power that soared into the sky. However, under the suppression of the phantom of the divine mountain, they all froze, trembled, and finally shattered!
Zhao Shengbing's pupils shrank sharply as he sensed the power of this treasure.

However, he was not afraid, nor would he sit idly by and await his death.

"Where are the celestial soldiers! Follow me—to slay the immortals!"

He roared and slammed his fist into his chest. A mouthful of blood essence mixed with the powerful true essence of military strategy spurted out, transforming into a blood-red pillar of light that shot straight into the forbidden area deepest within Ten Thousand Soldiers Mountain.

"Om-!"

A sharp cry, seemingly slumbering for millennia, resounded from the depths of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Wanbing Mountain trembled violently, a crack appeared in the mountain, and a beam of light shot out, instantly landing in Zhao Shengbing's hands.

The light receded and transformed into a bronze spear.

The spear was incredibly powerful; merely holding it without even unleashing its power, the space around Zhao Shengbing began to collapse and shatter.

The Boundary-Breaking Immortal Spear!

This is a vicious weapon obtained by the founder of the Holy Heaven Sect from the depths of an ancient battlefield, and it is suspected to have been stained with the blood of true immortals!
With the Immortal Spear in hand, his aura blended seamlessly with the spear's, causing Zhao Shengbing's power to surge wildly. His already formidable physique shone with a dark golden luster.

He forcibly drew upon and infused the vast power of heaven and earth into himself using the secret techniques of military strategy, pushing his power level across that insurmountable barrier and stepping into the realm of the Void Immortal!

"Open it!"

His arms were bulging with muscles, his veins like dragons and snakes, and he hurled the immortal spear in his hand at the descending Beiquan Zhen Shi Yin with all his might!

The celestial spear transformed into a stream of destructive light that pierced through heaven and earth, heading straight for the great seal. Wherever it passed, everything was destroyed.

The power of the Great Seal was unstoppable, and it was torn open by this extremely sharp immortal spear with the property of destroying all laws!
The spearhead pierced the base of the sacred mountain!

"Boom——!!!"

The World Seal of Beiquan Town trembled violently, and fine cracks appeared in the barrier formed by the runes at its bottom, which even managed to stop its downward pressure.

Gu Yuanqing raised an eyebrow slightly: "Not bad weapon, what a pity..."

Inside the Beiquan Cave Heaven, Gu Yuanqing's true form opened his eyes. The cave heaven hummed, and he used the Heavenly Fishing Technique to break through the void and empower the Beiquan Town Seal.

He never underestimated these top sects, nor did he want any accidents to happen, so he went all out from the start.

Moreover, he had a past grudge against the Holy Heaven Sect. Although it was settled back then, Zhao Sheng came to block his way again last time. With the old grudges compounded, there was no reason for him to hold back!

Before the Holy Heaven Sect, the majestic divine mountain suddenly shone brightly, its weight and suppressive Dao aura increasing several times out of thin air, as if it had received the blessing of a complete world in an instant, and terrifying pressure beyond the level of a Void Immortal crashed down!
"puff--!"

Zhao Shengbing was struck as if by lightning, spitting out blood. The dark golden luster around his body shattered instantly, and the Boundary-Breaking Immortal Spear, which was connected to his aura, also let out a mournful cry and fell down, finally turning into a stream of light and shrinking back into the depths of Ten Thousand Soldiers Mountain.

He himself fell from the sky like a meteorite, embedding himself deeply into the mountain, sending debris flying and causing the entire Wanbing Mountain to tremble violently.

Zhao Shengbing's aura was extremely weak, his chest collapsed, his bones and muscles were shattered, and many of his physical microscopic worlds were broken.

However, due to his immortal body and cultivation of the indestructible body of the martial arts, his immortality had not been erased. With the surrounding spiritual energy gathering, his physical body was rapidly repaired.

As the Immortal Spear of the Broken Realm flew back and the Great Seal continued to fall, a raging inferno suddenly erupted in the valley at the core of the Holy Heaven Sect's territory, a place considered a forbidden zone within a forbidden zone, where the weapon-forging furnace was located!

The flames were neither gold nor red, but a chaotic grayish-white, as if they could melt all things in the world.

Flames erupted, intertwining in the void, transforming into a massive, illusory furnace that enveloped the entire Holy Heaven Sect's territory!
Above the illusory image of the furnace, countless military runes flowed, exuding an ancient and domineering aura.

The seal of Beiquan Town fell and collided with the phantom of the furnace. Amidst the roar, it actually managed to block the furnace, and the power of the falling seal was fiercely refined away by the flames.

Gu Yuanqing felt a stinging pain in his divine sense. He had a feeling that if he insisted on urging the Beiquan Town World Seal to fall, the seal would be completely destroyed in the flames.

This magical artifact clearly surpasses the level of a novice immortal; it is a true immortal artifact. The power it displays before us is merely a natural response to stimulation!

"Haha...cough cough!" Zhao Shengbing climbed out of the mountain and stood on Wanbing Mountain, coughing up blood while laughing wildly.

"Gu Yuanqing! Do you see this? This is the true foundation of my Holy Heaven Sect! The Weapon Refining Furnace contains an indestructible weapon realm! Even if you are a Void Immortal, you can't break through it! Want to kill me? Wishful thinking!"

Outside the furnace, Gu Yuanqing stood in mid-air, looking calmly at the flames and Dao patterns of the military realm that separated the inside from the outside.

While they were somewhat surprised that the Holy Heaven Sect possessed such a treasure, it was not entirely unexpected. If they didn't have the resources to suppress such a treasure, these evil sects would probably have been wiped out long ago.

Looking at the arrogant Zhao Shengbing, he suddenly smiled calmly and said, "Leave the rest to me!"
Inside the North Spring Cave.

Gu Yuanqing extracted a wisp of divine soul essence from Zhao Shengbing's original body, which was still sealed.

The incense smoke gathered, and using this wisp of divine essence as a guide, he raised his hand and swung his sword.

The Annihilation Heavenly Blade!

After Gu Yuanqing achieved the status of a Void Immortal, this supernatural power drew upon the cause and effect of the Great Dao and utilized the power of the grotto heaven, reaching an inconceivable level of power.

Inside the oven, Zhao Shengbing's laughter abruptly stopped.

His maniacal laughter was instantly replaced by boundless fear, as if he had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

He could feel a glint of light coming from nothingness, originating from his soul, and instantly spreading throughout his body, causing the immortal marks on his body to vanish one by one.

The next moment, his physical body, as if weathered over billions of years, began to disintegrate from the smallest particle level, silently turning into a fine cloud of dust that drifted down. His soul also vanished like a bubble...

(End of this chapter)