The ancestor is incompetent!

Chapter 192 Battle Situation
Fang Shangxing, who was far away in the strong wind layer, could not sense the breath of the Lord of Jinhua Mountain. He was suddenly shocked. He looked at Li Yuan and asked, "No matter what, he is still a high-level cultivator. How could a spiritual weapon without an owner suppress him so easily?

What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Could it be the Xuanming Personage?"

Li Yuan sneered, "There's no need to ask more questions. Why would a dying person need to know so much?"

Fang Shangxing did not show any anger when he heard this. He nodded and smiled, "That's true. When a man is about to die, his words are good. I advise you to leave Qi Ling as soon as possible if you can survive.

I, an old Taoist priest, have been practicing for thousands of years, and have kept my supernatural powers hidden for many years. I have been careful in my words and actions throughout my life, working hard for my superiors, and have never made any choices of my own.

Today, I would like to ask for your advice!"

Li Yuan, who was surrounded by ghosts, raised the bone rope again, his eyes frightening, and replied coldly: "Want to drag me to death? You are too confident.

You and I belong to the same sect and are sworn enemies. How can I be worthy of our ancestors in the underworld if I do good deeds in front of my enemies?

I will take your soul and put it into my soul flag as a sacrifice. Even after death, you will not be free and will be at my service!"

Fang Shangxing sighed, "Then the winner will be determined by my magical powers. I will finally have the opportunity to display my thousand-year-old magical powers."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his sleeves and the sky was filled with the brilliance of Ji Tu. There was a faint aura connecting the nine heavens. True Lord Ji Tu had been in power for many years, and although he had always been low-key, the Ji Tu Taoist tradition in the world was naturally blessed by him.

In addition, this old cultivator is willing to burn his life as a sacrifice. Even though he is old and weak and cannot be as powerful as Xiang Yunhuan in the past, he is still better than an ordinary cultivator of the ninth level.

But Li Yuan is not an ordinary high-level cultivator. As long as he is not seeking the Golden Elixir, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Layer upon layer of earth turned into prison cells, one after another, just like countless prison cells suppressing a hundred thousand ghosts. Even the most ferocious evil ghosts, after tearing open layer upon layer of cloud prisons, would still see a prison cell.

Li Yuan's expression also became solemn. He moved his body and transformed into countless dark crows that covered the sky and mixed among the evil spirits. The crows broke through the prison faster than the evil spirits and got into the thousand-meter prison.

Obviously, the current situation is no longer one in which the two can crush each other, but has become a situation of competition between the depth of foundation and true energy.

This is a common situation in the battle of Martial Arts among true cultivators, but one of them has burned his own life, while the other has accumulated profound Qi for many years, so they can be evenly matched with each other. As long as there are no variables, the outcome of the battle is actually predictable.

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In the new territory of Xuanyuan, a figure was tied to one of the nine sacrificial pillars on the ancient altar that had been empty for a long time, and his soul had fallen into a coma.

Li Yuan walked out of the depths of the Immortal Palace and sat upright on the high platform of the huge Puppet Square. His long snow-white hair was draped over his shoulders, and he was wearing a plain robe. His brows and eyes were solemn. From his perspective, looking down from a high place, he saw a vast army of puppets that seemed to have no end, all lined up in neat rows and bowing their heads beneath him.

He glanced at the Lord of Jinhua Mountain on the altar. After Li Yuan's original spirit merged with his, he could once again use his original spirit to control all of Li Yuan's spiritual weapons.

Since the Lord of Jinhua Mountain dared to break into the Thousand Souls Banner without permission and attempted to destroy this spiritual weapon, he had the opportunity to use his magical powers to forcibly confuse the other party's mind and absorb him into the Xuanyuan World.

As long as he enters the Xuanyuan world, life and death will be in the hands of Li Yuan.

[Qin Chunyu] The strength of the supernatural power is not only related to the realm, but also depends on the strength of the soul.

With Li Yuan's current terrifying spiritual power comparable to that of an empty golden elixir in the Xuanyuan world, it would be no problem for him to pull the other party into the illusion in an instant.

Since the Linglong Sect used Qi Ling's ancestors as medicine and elixir, it is now the turn of the Qi Ling Sect to use Ling Long's descendants as sacrifices and offerings. Although the world is unpredictable, the karma will eventually pay off.

Li Yuan looked at the entire Qi Ling territory. Even though they had the advantage of guarding the mountain and the power of the Yuan Array, there were still many casualties among the Qi Ling disciples.

His attention did not linger too much on these insignificant figures, but that did not mean Li Yuan did not care about them. The sect scrolls of Qi Ling Sect's disciples would record their deeds, their remains would be collected by their fellow disciples and taken back to their hometowns, and their descendants would receive honor and protection, as well as generous rewards and prospects from the sect.

Stepping out of the small chess game of Qi Ling’s territory, there is a big chess game in the entire Nan Jue Continent. The players in the game are real people, either openly or secretly, and behind these real people are the True Lords who use the heaven and earth as the game.

If Li Yuan wants to lead the Qi Ling sect to break out of the chess game of heaven and earth that is full of danger and murderous intent, his vision and strength cannot be focused only on the Linglong Sect, which is a spy in front of him, and cannot be focused only on Jiang Yunzhi, who is a puppet chess piece.

He couldn't let a spy in front of him gamble his entire fortune and lead nearly 10,000 disciples of Qi Ling Sect into an irretrievable situation.

In the outside world, above the Qi Ling Sect, more than sixty true practitioners stood in the air. One after another, exquisite jade carvings were connected and transformed into a dark yellow glow that reappeared in the sky. The solid Wu Earth, as heavy as a mountain, pressed down and wanted to crush the formation constructed by the Qi Ling Sect.

However, dozens of small nodes and five main nodes in Qi Ling's territory were shining brightly, forming the forbidden element of the Yuan Array to resist the solid weight of Wu Earth.

In Fuso Square, the disciples of Zhenfeng were busy presiding over the various small formations, and Lu Fei, one of the main formation leaders, pushed his soul to the extreme. He kept stuffing various elixirs for repairing and restoring his soul into his stomach, and insisted on controlling the Yang Formation.

The Yin Formation is presided over by the Formation Spirit. Due to his special spiritual existence, he can control such a large formation, which is actually quite beneficial to him.

On the Shuwu Peak, countless decrees and sound transmission talismans were like sparks in the sky, spreading everywhere and flying over the sky above the Qiling Sect, while thousands of disciples were guarding the Qiling Mountain Gate.

Outside the mountain gate, there are hundreds of immortal boats standing in a row. The Linglong School's immortal boats are magnificent, with tall buildings standing on top of the boats. The front of the boats all have the Wu Earth Cloud Flag hung on them, and the backs are embroidered with the flags of the Six Mountains and Four Halls. The boat bodies are mostly golden in color.

Qi Ling's immortal boats were mostly array formations, plain and simple, with the same Weiyang spiritual flag hanging on the bows, and the hulls were a dark yellowish color, like loess flying peaks. Immortal boat restrictions shot out various colored spiritual beams, sweeping across the opponent's immortal boats on the battlefield.

In the center of the battlefield, at the forefront of the two camps, were thousands of puppet armies, engaged in a fierce battle with the Linglong Sect's Wu Tu Taoist soldiers.

There are only a hundred Wu Earth Taoist soldiers, but each one is like a giant earth mountain, with the potential to defeat a hundred with one.

But the Qi Ling Sect's foundation was not weaker than the Linglong Sect. All kinds of complicated puppets rushed forward fearlessly. Even if hundreds of puppets were destroyed, there were still a large number of puppets in the rear to replace them.

Moreover, all the treasured psychic puppets were used without reservation, and more than a hundred Five Puppets Ring Xuan Formation swept forward, suppressing the Wu Earth Taoist soldiers on the battlefield and preventing them from making any progress.

The Linglong Sect has been closed for a long time, and it suffered heavy casualties before Wu Earth fell from the sky. Now that it has lost its foundation, it naturally cannot have the vast amount of natural treasures to support it like before.

The Qi Ling Sect, on the other hand, has accumulated puppet battle formations over generations, and has grown and developed over the past few hundred years. Half of the spiritual creatures in the entire south have flowed through Qi Ling, and its foundation has therefore grown rapidly.

Several crises in the sect were caused by the lack of high-end combat power. These puppets in the Qi training stage could not play any role, so they had no chance to display their abilities.

But now, the two sides seem to be in a balance of power, and the accumulation of four thousand years is now evident at this moment.

Therefore, the current situation is that the disciples of Linglong Sect have to rely on their lives to fill the gap, while the disciples of Qiling Sect only need to control the puppet army in the rear. Even if a large number of puppets are damaged in this way, the number of casualties in Qiling Sect is greatly reduced.

Among the crowd of Qi training disciples, Wang Zhaoxin looked at the battle line ahead which was advancing slowly but gradually. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in her heart. The former overlord of Nanjue had to retreat under the momentum of their Qiling Sect.

Seeing more and more Linglong sect disciples dying at the hands of puppets, the ground covered with blood and flesh stained with white frost, and wailing screams resounding through the snowy plain, only made Qi Ling's disciple more murderous.

Many of Qi Ling's disciples of this generation have learned the clan history and family records since they entered the mountains at the age of six. Even after they started practicing Qi, they are required by the sect rules to memorize the clan history. The humiliation and unwillingness, misery and desolation of their ancestors who died tragically at the hands of Linglong and were sent to the Linglong Sect to be used as medicine and materials, and as slaves for making elixirs, all turned into anger and murderous intent towards the enemy at this moment.

There were many tiny bird-shaped puppets on all sides of the battlefield, circling back and forth in all directions, transmitting the situation of the battle to the main hall of the head of Shuwu Peak.

Various scenes of the war appeared on the water mirrors. Chen Guan looked at the damaged puppets solemnly. He did not have any regrets in his heart. These puppets were made from generation to generation. There were old puppets left by their ancestors and new puppets made by their generation. As long as they could hold on to this battle and kill the enemy, it would be enough.

The mountain gate of Qilingmen must never be broken. This is the gathering place of all the fortunes of Qiling. Once it is broken, it will affect all the plans, affect Jindan's ascension to the throne, and even burn all the efforts made by previous generations.

He looked up and watched the battle between the Wu Earth Yuan Formation and the Liang Yi Yuan Formation in the sky. The Tai Chi pattern of the Liang Yi colors and the Wu Earth glow appeared in the sky across the vast expanse of Qi Ling territory.

Wang Chaochen, who was in charge of handing over the order, asked with some concern: "Master, can the Yuan Array hold up this Wu Earth Yuan Array?"

Chen Guan unconsciously clenched his palms and said calmly: "Of course I can!
Even though the Wu Earth is much stronger than the incomplete Yuan Array obtained from the ancient books of the sect, due to the death of Master Jiang, the Wu Earth is without a master, which has weakened its power.

In addition, this formation is at least related to the Taiji Liangyi Daoism. With Junior Brother Zuo here, it can increase its power a bit. With this kind of increase and decrease, it will be difficult to make a breakthrough without the help of a Jindan Zhenren."

At this point, Chen Guan couldn't help but make the connection in his mind. The spiritual weapon he got from the secret hall was a rare ancient Tai Chi artifact. Coupled with Zuo Qiuyu's sudden achievement of supernatural powers and the Liang Yi Huan Yang Ming Yue Yuan Array obtained from the secret hall, everything seemed to reveal a coincidence.

But after experiencing the incident of the Qingming Zhaoyun Golden Lantern, he couldn't help but think more about these things. It seemed that there was an invisible hand behind these things that pushed the Qi Ling Sect forward.

Above the sky, above the Wu Earth Yuan Formation, below the Gangfeng layer, only Jiang Yun was sitting cross-legged in the water of the river. Water Qi from all directions was constantly being gathered. Yuan Shui was good at accumulating great power, and it was not empty talk. At this moment, she looked at the Wu Earth light under her body, and her heart trembled slightly, "Master, you established your sect with Linglong, and left sixty-four jades in the world as the foundation.

I'm betting all this on you. If you are still alive in heaven or still alive on earth, please bless me and I will succeed in this journey!"

After she finished muttering to herself, she focused her mind again and mobilized the water Qi of the entire south bit by bit. Countless water Qi came with cloud Qi and wind, and even the water Qi of the southern sea was slowly drawn here.

But when these water Qi passed over the Dugu tribe's land, gusts of wind rose up above the Dugu family, blowing the water Qi back and turning it into wind waves on the seashore, causing waves.

On the altar of the Dugu family, dozens of true practitioners used formations. Dugu Jin, who had already ascended to the throne, held a magic flag and rang a copper bell, summoning gusts of wind to stop the water from flowing north.

Decades ago, when Nanjue Island was connected to the north and the south, Dugu Jin sent a true cultivator to personally apologize to Qilingmen.

His ancestor had done something foolish, but as a Jindan Zhenren, he was naturally not afraid. Even though he was now suppressed under the ancient city, he would not worry about his life.

But the safety of the lives of ordinary members of her Dugu clan is uncertain.

After Dugu Jin took power, he thought about it many times and finally decided to surrender to his old master. If he betrayed Qi Ling, it was his own ancestor who betrayed Qi Ling, and they, the ordinary people of the clan, were unaware of it.

The ancestor did countless extraordinary things to prolong his life. He was even willing to give up the dignity of the golden elixir, mate with the dragon clan, and sacrifice evil spirits to his body. It is unknown whether this ancestor of our family still has the Dugu family in his heart.

Facing the great situation in Nanjuezhou, Dugu Jin was willing to take a gamble. At a time when Qi Lingmen did not yet have the golden elixir, providing timely assistance was better than icing on the cake.

The three true practitioners of Qi Ling Sect whom she personally met that year were all extraordinary people, and each of them was far superior to ordinary true practitioners, so Dugu Jin had a sense of steadfastness and peace of mind about the former master of Qi Ling Sect.

At Qi Ling Gate, above the sky, Jiang Yunzhi realized that the water energy of the southern sea could not be mobilized. Although he was surprised, he did not lose his composure.

Her uncle told her that none of the Jindan forces from the ten sects and nine continents would try to stop her on this trip. Even if she couldn't attract the water Qi from the south, she could spend some time attracting the water Qi from all over the Nanjue Continent, and that should be enough!
She wants to use the might of Yuan Shui to break through Qi Ling's Yuan Formation, submerge the earth with water, consolidate the Yuan with Wu Earth, occupy Qi Ling's mountain gate, seize Qi Ling's fortune, and make it her destiny to ascend to the throne!
She, Jiang Yunzhi, must ascend the throne here and let Qi Ling, this ancient sect, be destroyed!
(End of this chapter)