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Chapter 217: Visiting Yin Yang Sect (Two in One)

The Yin-Yang Sect is one of the ancient sects in Zhongzhou, with a history of tens of thousands of years. It is home to numerous masters and strong men, looking down on Zhongzhou. There is also an ancient Yin-Yang mirror to suppress its background, and no one dares to offend it.

In the original novel, Ye Fan needed half a month to set up the Yuantian Divine Array, relying on the power of the terrain and dragon veins to gain the strength to counter the Yin Yang Sect.

Qin Tian can also imitate such operations.

But Qin Tian felt it was troublesome and couldn't wait that long. He was burning with anger in his heart and couldn't stay for a moment.

When he arrived, it would be the moment when the Yin-Yang Sect would be destroyed.

The void was torn apart, revealing a dark crack. Above Qin Tian's head was a fairy tower, with wisps of fairy light hanging down and flowing with eternal and immortal aura.

There was a faint sound of praise coming from heaven and earth. It was a blessing from heaven and a tribute to the deserted tower.

In this world, only the quasi-emperor can tear the void, cross a domain, and resist the erosion of the power of the void.

But Qin Tian, ​​who owns the Immortal Tower, can do this in advance.

After all, there is nothing in the world more durable than immortal weapons.

Protecting Qin Tian from crossing the void was just like sprinkling some water.

It doesn't take much strength to tear the void with the power of the Immortal Tower.

However, Qin Tian can only cross within the Beidou planet.

After all, his spiritual power is not as strong as that of a real quasi-emperor creature.

Creatures at the quasi-emperor level can not only tear the universe apart with their physical bodies, but their souls can also travel across multiple galaxies to locate a target.

With its terrifying mobility, it can cross most of the universe in a very short time.

Therefore, only when a quasi-emperor is in power can a large force spanning the galaxy be established.

After all, if a rebellion breaks out in a certain place, the royal court that rules over a region will have to wait several years before the army can arrive to quell the rebellion.

Then this force’s control over various places is destined to be weak.

In the original novel, Ye Fan achieved the body of a quasi-emperor ahead of time, and could also tear the void and cross galaxies.

That’s because Ye Fan had experienced the dark turmoil and had a decisive battle with supreme-level creatures.

Another three hundred years of life and death passed.

His spiritual power is no weaker than that of a quasi-emperor, but he is bound by the shackles formed by the fragments of the ultimate rules and it is difficult to break through.

Qin Tian looked ahead and saw an endless land with an ancient city standing in front of him. From afar, it was filled with auspicious air and colorful lights, and it was extremely sacred and peaceful.

This place is the pure land of Yin Yang Sect. Many major sects in Zhongzhou are like this. They built cities to cultivate dragon energy. After more than 200,000 years, it has become a sacred land.

The magnificent city wall, like an endless black Great Wall of steel, stretches across the front, full of power. The ancient city is majestic, as if it can break through the clouds.

There are many dragon veins in Zhongzhou, and the Yin-Yang Sect is no exception.

The Yin-Yang Divine City is guarded by a giant dragon. Strands of dragon energy condense into shapes in the city, as if it contains the ultimate principles of heaven and earth for people to practice.

Qin Tian's eyes were filled with immortal light, and he shouted loudly, resounding throughout the Yin-Yang Divine City: "Yin-Yang Cult... here I come!"

This is a vast city, stretching for hundreds of miles, with tall and majestic city walls, like a mountain range stretching across the front, flashing a cold and faint metallic luster.

It is full of a solid sense of power, like an ancient sacred city made of black gold, majestic and magnificent, suffocating people, and full of marks of ancient times.

In front of such a huge city, there is only one figure, which seems very small compared to such a magnificent city, forming a sharp contrast.

One man challenged an entire divine city, and faced off against a great sect that had been passed down for more than 200,000 years!

Qin Tian doesn't need to make any arrangements, he himself is the biggest liquidator.

He had been to the Ji family, let alone a holy force.

Qin Tian's open stepping into the sky above the Yin-Yang Divine City naturally attracted the attention of the Yin-Yang Cult.

Rays of divine light rose up and landed on the city wall. One of them said, "Isn't this the little miner from the East Wilderness? What's the purpose of coming to my Yin Yang Divine City? Are you looking for death? Or are you tired of living and want to bring us the source?!"

Qin Tian was stunned and a little dazed!
He has been in the industry for so many years, but this is the first time he has met such a crazy person.

The people I met before would either call me "Little Heavenly Venerable" respectfully or "fellow Taoist" as well.

It was the first time he heard such discriminatory words.

"There are all kinds of people in the world!" Qin Tian sighed. There are trillions of living beings in the world, most of them are normal people, but there are also many abnormal people.

However, Qin Tian couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "Is this Yin Yang Sect so arrogant?"

"Or... you don't know that I have the immortal weapon?"

A gloomy old man with white hair on the Yin Yang Divine City said, "Yin Yang Divine City is not a place for you to run wild. Get down quickly and kowtow three times and nine times to atone for your sins!"

"Okay, okay, it turns out that this is not an isolated case!" Qin Tian laughed in anger, "No wonder he is so arrogant, it turns out that everyone from top to bottom is like this."

The Yin Yang Cult members shouted in unison, "You are not allowed to step into the airspace of Yin Yang Divine City. Get down!"

Qin Tian said word by word: "I have practiced for more than ten years, experienced hundreds of battles, and am still alive in this world. Is there any place I dare not go!"

"Do you really think you are the Supreme God?" Someone in the city of gods laughed.

"You are still alive today because the secrets of the heavens are hard to find, and the masters of the major sects can't find your trace." A great elder of the Yin-Yang Sect pointed proudly and said, "That's why you are lucky enough to live for two more days."

"Now you have the audacity to come to my Yin Yang Divine City openly. You are simply courting your own death!"

A genius from the Yin-Yang Sect sneered, "It seems that all these years of flattery have blinded you to the facts."

"You are just a casual cultivator. What can you use to fight against my Yin-Yang Sect which has been passed down for 100,000 years!" His tone was full of jealousy.

"Without entering the divine forbidden zone, you are nothing!"

Qin Tian understood. No wonder they were so arrogant. It turned out that this was the impression they had of him.

In the Yin-Yang Sect's impression, Qin Tian is just a casual cultivator who is good at hiding.

Relying on unknown means, he avoided the search of the Tianji Master, which made many holy places helpless.

But once found, death is inevitable.

They were very confident that as long as they found Qin Tian's trace, they would be able to kill him.

So what if I can kill the powerful!
There is not only fighting and killing in the martial arts world, there are also holy and imperial soldiers.

When the Holy Way strikes, any powerful person will die.

Therefore, the Yin-Yang Sect was not afraid of Qin Tian, ​​thinking that he was just a casual cultivator and had no power to compete with the Yin-Yang Mirror.

"If you want to kill me, just try!" Qin Tian had his hands behind his back, his temples slightly gray, his face calm, and his green robe dancing in the wind.

"Set up the formation, don't let him escape, I'm going to kill him!" A man in his thirties took the lead, jumped directly off the city, and swooped down like a roc.

"Zheng", "Zheng", "Zheng"...

The iron feathers were pitch black and terrifying, shooting out like a rain of light, making metallic vibrations and clanging sounds, filling the sky!
"Nine-step fatal strike, iron-feathered divine feathers, indestructible, made from the divine wings of the black phoenix, able to penetrate even the powerful." An old man at the back nodded secretly.

There was light flowing in Qin Tian's eyes, and finally a sword light shot out.

The sword light seemed real, a sword that cuts through the world!
Wherever the sword light passed, cracks appeared in the void, and the divine feathers broke into pieces inch by inch, along with the big man's body. The whole person was cut in half, his soul was wiped out, and not a trace of life remained.

Qin Tian had a strong murderous intention, and the matter concerning the Ji family was somewhat anticlimactic.

But there was no other way. After all, the Ji family had a solid foundation, and he also wanted to raze the Ji family to the ground with a single shot of his Sendo railgun.

But everything has to be logical. With his current strength, it is impossible for him to destroy the Ji family.

If one really wants to destroy an ancient family like the Ji family, one must at least get a quasi-emperor, and a high-level quasi-emperor of at least the sixth level.

At first, he attacked the Ji family with the intention of destroying all his enemies.

If possible, I'd like to fire some light cannons at the Ji family's base to satisfy my craving.

But unfortunately, his last shot was intercepted by someone.

The Great Sage's spiritual perception was much stronger than he had imagined.

But Qin Tian still accumulated a lot of anger, especially when little Nannan was almost abducted by the Yin-Yang Cult, which aroused his anger to the extreme.

"It's just right for you to fill in the gap...!" Qin Tian's eyes were filled with murderous intent. For a moment, it seemed as if the cold winter had arrived. The sky and the earth changed color, and ice, snow and frost appeared in the city.

"It's so cold?"

"What's going on?" The Yin Yang Sect's disciples asked in confusion.

"The sky and the earth changed color in an instant. As expected, he has set foot in the realm of the Holy Lord!" said a powerful person from the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Several years ago, he was already able to kill powerful people single-handedly. With his cultivation speed, it is not surprising that he has reached his current level."

"But this is no reason for him to provoke my Yin Yang Sect!"

"Please ask the old leader to come and kill this villain!" The elders of the Divine City crushed the jade pendant without any hesitation. Although they were arrogant, they were not blind.

A single glance could kill a half-step powerful being. Such an opponent was not something they could contend with.

"boom"

The next moment, a terrifying wave came and a bright light rose.

A blazing light shone down, and an ancient mirror hung in the air, emitting waves that would make even the most powerful king tremble.

The Yin-Yang Master arrived, and vast fluctuations of divine power emanated from his body. This was not a sign of strength, but rather a symbol of weakness.

The death energy in his sea of ​​suffering had accumulated to a terrifying level. The wheel of life was about to decay, and it was almost unable to suppress the divine power in his body.

There was a red and black ancient mirror hanging above his head, and the terrifying aura was overwhelming. For a moment, the whole city of gods fell silent.

"Very good, very good, you came at the right time. If you had come a few years later, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the strength to fight!" The Yin-Yang Sect Leader is already old and frail.

He has lived for more than three thousand years and is nearing the end of his life. Even if Qin Tian did not come, he would not live for a few more days. At most, in ten years, he would pass away.

"It's really great to be able to eliminate a threat to the Holy Church before I die." The leader of the Yin-Yang Cult poured all of his uncontrollable divine power into the Yin-Yang Mirror.

The next moment, red and black air filled the air, as if a piece of blue sky had descended from the sky, trying to suppress everyone. Every powerful figure felt as if they were suffocating.

"It can't be wrong!"

"This is the holy weapon handed down from my Yin Yang Sect. Oh my god, I am worthy of seeing this artifact."

After a brief period of calm, an intense sound broke out. Everyone in the Yin Yang Divine City was trembling. Although their bodies were shaking like sieves, they were extremely excited.

That is the sacred weapon passed down by the Yin-Yang Sect.

That kind of power is almost beyond human power to resist. In an era when it is difficult to produce saints, someone holding this kind of weapon can be invincible.

This is a holy weapon handed down from generation to generation. It has been passed down in the world for more than 200,000 years. It has always been immortal and is one of the most terrifying ancient holy weapons.

Not every saint can refine weapons that match his or her own realm, because such materials are too difficult to find.

Just like the Great Emperor's search for the red gold of phoenix blood, the mother energy of all things, and the green gold of fairy tears, they are something that can only be encountered by chance.

Weapons forged by ancient saints with ordinary materials can survive for tens of thousands of years at least, and up to a hundred thousand years at most, before they are worn away by the passage of time.

Only the super saint weapons refined by peerless divine objects can be immortal. They are called handed down holy weapons and are hard to find in the world.

The mighty Yin Yang Sect raised his head and shouted to the sky: "The Holy Mirror has appeared, and we are in command!" "Once the Yin Yang Mirror appears, no one in the world can compete with it!"

"Oh, is it so powerful?" Qin Tian weighed the small tower in his hand with a smile.

"I'd like to give it a try!"

"I want to see how you die!" The Yin-Yang Sect Leader grinned and activated the legendary holy weapon above his head.

A trace of holy energy burst out, flattening the clouds. The breath of destruction filled the heaven and earth, and traces of cracks in the void appeared between the red and black energies.

"What a terrifying holy soldier!" Qin Tian is now certain of one thing, that is, the Yin-Yang Sect's intelligence work is really poor.

The news that Qin Tian was holding the magic weapon broke out yesterday, but the Yin-Yang Sect still knows nothing about it today.

“How dare you take out a holy weapon and embarrass yourself like this!!” Qin Tian looked at him with disdain. The small tower in his hand instantly enlarged and turned into a nine-story ancient tower, smashing towards the Yin-Yang Mirror.

"Crack!"

There was no obstruction at all. With a click, the Yin-Yang Mirror, a sacred weapon handed down from generation to generation, was shattered into countless pieces and flew everywhere.

At this time, the leader of the Yin Yang Sect still had a smug smile on his face and hadn't reacted to what was happening.

His own holy soldiers were smashed to pieces by Qin Tian's tower.

"How...how is this possible!" Smiling and astonished, he stood there in a daze, staring at the flying red and black fragments in disbelief.

Although the holy weapons are powerful, they are far, far inferior to the immortal weapons.

Just a light touch, no need to inject divine power,
Thanks to the immortal nature of the fairy tower, one strike is enough to shatter it.

"Is that a replica of the Huangta?"

The Yin Yang Cult leader's eyes widened in disbelief, muttering to himself, "Impossible, even the replica from Huangta can't be better than this genuine Yin Yang Mirror."

"Who told you this is a replica!" Qin Tian held up the Nine-Layered Fairy Tower. The tower was simple and ancient, flowing with the glory of time, just like ancient history.

"This... that fluctuation yesterday was you!"

After defeating the Ji family, Qin Tian coaxed little Nannan to sleep before tearing through the void and arriving at the Yin-Yang Sect.

After a day, all major forces had already received the news that Qin Tian possessed the magic weapon.

Only the disciples of the Zhongzhou Yin-Yang Sect are looking for disciples with outstanding talents.

As a result, the Yin-Yang Sect received the news a little late.

Until Qin Tian came knocking.

The Yin Yang Cult leader was not frightened at all. Instead, he smiled and laughed loudly: "Good, good, that's great!"

Qin Tian was puzzled and couldn't understand his train of thought at all: "Are you scared silly?"

"Huangta came to join our Yin Yang Sect on his own initiative."

The leader of the Yin Yang Sect roared to the sky: "My Yin Yang Sect will become the supreme immortal sect that surpasses the extreme forces."

Qin Tian rolled his eyes in annoyance: "You guys are thinking things are too simple and too beautiful!"

"What do you think of the imperial weapons and immortal weapons?"

"Do you really think you can get the magic weapon by killing the one in charge?" Qin Tian said unhappily.

Even if he is killed, the magic weapon will not fall into the hands of the Yin-Yang Sect.

Qin Tian was able to wield the magic weapon entirely because of Emperor Huang Tian’s favor.

He didn't find it strange that the Yin-Yang Sect wanted to seize the immortal weapon.

In this era, people know too little about the imperial way and the immortal way.

The second great immortal dreamed of becoming an immortal. With this in mind, it is not difficult to understand why the Yin-Yang Sect tried to seize the immortal weapon.

After all, the Ji family has made a good start.

He directly carried the Void Mirror to kill Yan Ruyu, trying to kill the last bit of Qinglian's bloodline and seize the Qing Emperor's imperial weapon.

Qin Tian was very confused about this. Did they really think that the Chaos Blue Lotus was just a weapon? Wouldn't it get angry?

You must know that the Chaos Green Lotus was refined by the Green Emperor in his lifetime. Now that it has been stained with the blood of the Green Emperor's descendants, no one knows what will happen.

Qin Tian really couldn't understand. How could a force that clearly possessed the Supreme Emperor's weapons come up with such a naive idea of ​​snatching the Supreme Emperor's weapons?

Don’t you know that the imperial soldiers have gods?
The Yin-Yang Cult leader was immersed in his own world: "As long as we kill you, the Desolate Tower will be ours!"

"A Yin-Yang Mirror in exchange for the Supreme Immortal Tower, this deal is worth it."

"boom!"

The body of the Yin-Yang leader was shattered, and he sat in the world, evaporating into a ray of blazing light, and then turned into a silver figure the size of a fist.

Its left eye is as black as ink and its right eye is as red as blood, which is very strange. Although it is less than the height of a palm, it is creepy.

"Hahahaha, the leader cast the Yin-Yang Death Curse with his own body, no one can break it!"

The Yin Yang disciples on the city wall bowed in unison and said, "Make way for our Yin Yang Immortal Sect!"

"Disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect, respectfully send off the Taoist Master!"

"I will use my body to pave the way for the Yin Yang Immortal Sect!" the Yin Yang Sect leader roared.

"You're so passionate, as if I'm a villain." Qin Tian touched his nose and chuckled: "To the Yin-Yang Sect, maybe I am the villain, a boy who sends immortal weapons and wealth."

"But if you want my magic weapon, you have to be alive to get it!" Qin Tian's eyes were deep.

Faced with the temptation of a magic weapon, the Yin-Yang Sect Leader decisively gave up his only lifespan and used forbidden means to drag Qin Tian to death with him.

The silver little man seemed to be neither crying nor laughing. One eye was as black as ink, and the other was as red as blood. He crossed time and space and could not be avoided or shaken off. He pounced on Qin Tian.

"Yin Yang Death Curse?"

"Little Doyle!" Qin Tian said coldly. He took a step forward and took the initiative to contact the Yin-Yang Death Curse to break their fantasy.

The strange energy continued to infect the five-colored canopy, trying to pierce the five-colored canopy and dye the five colors into blood.

The blood light was corroding the five-colored canopy and was about to invade Qin Tian's soul, destroying his body and soul bit by bit.

Seeing the five-colored canopy being dyed blood-red, the Yin-Yang Sect disciples were extremely excited: "Success!"

"The Immortal Weapon is ours!"

"My Yin Yang Sect, no, my Yin Yang Immortal Sect is destined to become immortals in this life!" The aura of a powerful being released unscrupulously.

A supreme elder of the Yin-Yang Sect said: "I have decided to propose that the Sect Master be the second ancestor of the Yin-Yang Sect. He is the master of the revival of the Yin-Yang Sect and the one who laid the foundation of the Yin-Yang Immortal Sect!"

As soon as these words came out, all the elders nodded in agreement. They were extremely excited: "Controlling the Immortal Tower, teaching the Immortals, the Emperor's Path is nothing!"

"The immortal way is the true nature!"

"This life belongs to me, the Yin Yang Sect!"

"If you want to wipe out my life, you need at least a Slashing Dao King to cast this Yin-Yang Death Curse!"

There was a five-colored canopy above Qin Tian’s head, and complex five-colored symbols were shining brightly, accompanied by falling golden lotuses, and the sound of Buddhist chants echoed in the world.

The vast power of faith turns into energy, driving the five-colored symbols to constantly change, evolve, sublimate, and become immune to the blood curse.

Yin and Yang can also be included in the five elements.

Qin Tian looked coldly at the Yin-Yang Sect members who were dancing and clapping excitedly, looking at them as if they were monkeys.

Qin Tian said quietly: "If God wants to destroy someone, he must first make him crazy."

The five elements runes flowed in the five-colored canopy, like clusters of divine flames, blooming with dazzling brilliance, illuminating the world. The blood-colored runes gradually disappeared, and a painful wail emanated from them. It was the voice of the leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Qin Tian said, "I say...are you too confident?"

"Do you really think an old and frail Saint can kill me?"

Qin Tian's figure appeared, and the excitement on the faces of the Yin Yang Sect members froze immediately, and they all looked extremely funny:
"No, it's impossible, how could it fail!"

The Yin Yang Sect's Grand Elder said in disbelief: "That is the Yin Yang Sect's method of self-sacrifice. I don't know how many strong men have perished because of this move, which has established a great reputation for our Yin Yang Sect."

"How could you not die!"

Qin Tian shook his head and said, "You guys look down on me too much!"

"I am not even afraid of the great killing techniques of the Emperor Dao, so why would I be afraid of your mere Yin-Yang Death Curse?"

"This is a barbaric trick, it's useless!" Qin Tian raised his hand, and the five-colored canopy adapted to the power of the Yin-Yang Death Curse, analyzed its composition, differentiated its power, absorbed its runes, and finally became immune to this curse.

The blood-red halo completely disappeared.

At this moment, the five-colored canopy is exceptionally luxurious. There is boundless power of faith surrounding the five-colored canopy, transforming into golden lotus flowers, which enhance the defensive power of the five-colored canopy.

The golden lotus seemed to have evolved from the power of faith. At least hundreds of millions of people prayed day and night to form a golden lotus of such a scale.

Qin Tian understood that this power of faith mostly came from the Amitabha star field.

The edict of Amitabha the Great was transmitted to the Amitabha star field.

The title of the Holy Buddha was raised in every temple, and devout believers worshipped day and night. Countless forces of faith condensed and transmitted to Qin Tian, ​​and finally formed golden lotuses.

"I still have to sit on the lotus platform." Qin Tian said thoughtfully. When the Yunmeng Realm opens in the future, a huge amount of faith power will be needed as capital to consolidate the Yunmeng Realm and expand its sphere of influence.

"Perhaps the Bodhisattva Realm can also make a plan or two."

"Use a forbidden weapon!"

The roar of the Yin-Yang Sect elder showed Qin Tian's train of thought.

"Kill him quickly before he uses his magic weapon." The Yin Yang Sect elder roared crazily, saliva flying, and he was already going crazy: "For the Yin Yang Sect, for the sake of the sect's immortality!"

"Kill him!" roared the Yin Yang Sect elder.

"This life belongs to my Yin-Yang Sect, you can't take it away!" The Yin-Yang Sect's supreme leader also had a crazy look in his eyes, and decisively sacrificed a replica of the Yin-Yang Mirror.

But... before the replica of the Yin-Yang Mirror could shine, it was shattered by Qin Tian's slap. Just like the authentic Yin-Yang Mirror, red and black fragments scattered everywhere.

"I've already played with the Yin-Yang Mirror. I don't want to play with this thing again." Qin Tian tilted his head and said.

"Are there any other moves, any other means?"

"Just use it and let me see it." Qin Tian waited for the reaction of the Yin-Yang Sect members with interest.

This is the true meaning of having the whole world as your enemy. Witness the laws of all races in the heavens, comprehend the ways of all religions in heaven and earth, and thus melt them into one. With the help of all ways and all laws, quench them in the furnace of wisdom, and finally quench a supreme way.

In the end, one way suppresses all others!

"as you wish!"

At this time, a gloomy voice was heard, along with the sound of the divine source cracking. The vast divine power burst out, causing the sky and the earth to change color.

It turned out to be a great king.

(End of this chapter)