Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 481 The End
"What a fine young man! If a true cultivator in dire need of a substitute puppet of this rank were to come across one, it could probably be exchanged for a magical treasure. That brat Songyangzi certainly values ​​this kid highly and is quite willing to spend money on him!"
"That's fine, too. I never intended to kill the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Rift Heaven Sword Sect anyway. After all, even the Emperor has to show some respect to Song Yangzi, and my Fei family can't afford to make a blood feud with this late-stage Nascent Soul Grandmaster. The fact that this brat escaped saves me some trouble putting on this act."

The moment the thought crossed Fei Tianqin's mind, a cruel glint appeared in his sharp eyes, causing all the cultivators opposite him to tremble with fear.

These Golden Core cultivators naturally knew that Jin Fengqing had used a substitution technique, but the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining juniors present were far too ignorant to witness such a scene. They were terrified out of their wits. In an instant, the news of Jin Fengqing's death became a huge uproar. Even though several senior cultivators used secret methods to intimidate him, they could not suppress the overwhelming momentum of these three.

It's no wonder they reacted this way. Jin Fengqing is the most talented person in the history of the Jin family in Ligu. He has become a disciple of a major sect that has cultivated sword essence and is on track to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Such a person is not only the prodigy of the Li Gujin family, but also an honor for many families in Santing Prefecture and even Shanbei Road who are on good terms with the Li Gujin family.

Therefore, no matter how you look at it, Jin Fengqing is far superior to these mediocre people.

Fei Tianqin's defeat of him was indeed a great effort, but he himself was almost unharmed and still possessed fighting power. This made the surrounding cultivators not even dare to entertain the slightest thought of taking advantage of his exhaustion to gang up on him and gain an advantage.

Even the Moon Shadow Master, who was lagging behind and in charge of the overall situation, showed a gleam in his eyes when he saw Fei Tianqin giving his all:
"This old bird truly deserves to have met the founding emperor. No wonder that from the current emperor down to the two princes of the north and south, they have all spoken highly of him, not only bestowing upon him titles and ranks, but also specifically choosing him as the vanguard in many fierce battles!"

However, this alone was not enough to make Yueyin Zhenren feel apprehensive.

A Nascent Soul cultivator who lives for 1,500 years is considered a terrestrial immortal even among the ignorant masses. Even within the vast territory of the Great Wei Immortal Dynasty, including many reclusive individuals, there are still far fewer than a hundred such people, demonstrating their rarity.

While Fei Tianqin was undoubtedly invincible and difficult to control among those at the Golden Core stage, in the eyes of a True Person, he was merely a slightly bigger problem.

Seeing Fei Tianqin's body covered in dense lightning, he effortlessly shattered the most arrogant bronze-armored corpse in the arena, causing the Northern Sunflower Sect cultivator who was in charge of the corpse formation to turn pale and vomit up fragments of his internal organs along with blood.

At this moment, Wen Fengzi, who was in charge of the allied forces of various families in the north of the mountain, finally could no longer sit still.

The long-browed Taoist priest formed a sword with his left hand, slicing it from the end to the tip. The six-sided blood sword in his hand hummed and then shone brightly with red light.

Hundreds of blood sword phantoms shot towards Fei Tianqin's vital points, as numerous as shooting stars and as swift as lightning.

"Ha, Wen Fengzi, you old man, you've really lost face with your actions today!!"

Master Yueyin's voice was clear and melodious. He rode his dragon-shaped jade chariot and landed in front of Fei Tianqin before the sound could be heard. Then, the disc in his hand emitted six-colored mysterious light, and he calmly blocked Wen Fengzi's attacks one by one, showing that it was not very difficult.

Wen Fengzi's face was extremely ugly. If it weren't for the fact that their Blood Sword Sect had been betrayed by Zang Chunzhong, a fellow Nascent Soul sect, in the Two Rivers Road, and hadn't ended up having their sect overthrown by the Kuang family clan, they would have been in dire straits.

Moreover, he was the only Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect who barely escaped with his life. He also needed to offer a large sum of money to gain the protection of his former relatives and friends so that he could barely keep his life.

How could the Moon Shadow True Person, who was known throughout the Immortal Dynasty only for his ability to escape, dare to show off his power in front of me, an elder of the Blood Sword Sect who was known for his cruelty and fighting prowess?!

"That old bird is truly despicable. If I recover fully from my injuries, I will slaughter the entire Fei family of Yingzhou and turn them into provisions for my sword! And Wu Laoshan, those lowly people who willingly serve the Kuang family, have they ever had a good ending throughout history? They are nothing but ignorant fools who die without ever realizing their mistakes."

Wen Fengzi knew in his heart that grief and indignation were useless. He had been too eager to make a contribution and had underestimated the old man, Yueyin Zhenren.

His previous opponents were all figures like the kings of immortal dynasties and the leaders of major sects. He never thought that a Nascent Soul cultivator who could live to be over 1,500 years old must have something to rely on, no matter how weak he was rumored to be.

Previously, he had repeatedly been at a disadvantage against Master Yueyin, but this was only because he was unwilling to engage in a prolonged battle with the latter. In his heart, however, he felt that he had a strong chance of winning. But now it seems that he was not the only one who had been holding back his strength.

"I am far from reaching the time limit for delaying Wu Lao Mountain that I agreed with various parties. The parties are not ready and I am afraid no one will come to my rescue." Wen Fengzi wiped the blade of the Blood Sword again, and the sword light that shot out was dazzling and like stars.

Some Foundation Establishment cultivators, whose minds were clouded by the murderous aura of the battle formation, opened their eyes without using any special techniques. Their eyeballs immediately burst, their skulls shattered by the bloody energy, and they died instantly.

Who among them isn't fighting for their life? Who has the leisure to feel even a trace of sadness for them?
Seeing the sword light reappear, Master Yueyin's gaze suddenly became much more serious. He formed a mysterious hand seal, and gray-white incantations appeared on the tips of his ten fingers, rapidly spreading out from Master Yueyin's area of ​​influence.

The metal objects touched by the gray-white marks around them, regardless of friend or foe, or their grade, were all corroded into powder. As the cries of the cultivators rang out one after another, a ball of Yin Fire leaped from the fingertip of Master Yueyin. With a few explosions, the freshly generated golden essence was immediately refined into grains of Yin Thunder, intercepting the sword light unleashed by Wen Fengzi.

Blood energy and lightning converged, and thick smoke billowed out, containing malevolent energy and lightning fragments, choking many slow-moving Qi Refining cultivators to death.

Wen Fengzi's expression suddenly became much more serious. When he looked at Master Yueyin, the contempt in his eyes faded considerably. He held the six-sided blood sword upside down in his hand and muttered, "The Golden Ruins of the Five Elements Returning to the Ruins Seal, the Tomb of Burial Soldiers. This old man is quite cunning. Prejudice is harmful. I really thought that those who were willing to be lackeys of the Immortal Dynasty had no real ability!"

When the Taoist reached this point, he had already fully activated the Blood Jade Ascension Scripture, which he had cultivated for a thousand years. When the six blood swords shone brightly again, Wen Fengzi had not even moved yet when a bloodstain appeared on the clothes of the Moon Hidden True Man. If it weren't for the disc-shaped spiritual treasure in the latter's hand protecting its master, the Moon Hidden True Man's Dharma body might have been cut in two by Wen Fengzi.

Even so, the surface of this treasure passed down through generations on Mount Wumu was also scratched with cracks, causing Master Yueyin to feel both fear and heartache.

"It's a pity," Wen Fengzi murmured. This "Fleeting Time" technique was something he, as one of the three True Persons of the Blood Sword Sect, had only managed to cultivate to the third level over the past thousand years, exhausting countless resources.

Two of these techniques were used when the Blood Sword Sect was destroyed. In addition to killing a Silver Knife Prince Consort of the Kuang family, they also nearly injured the Northern King Kuang Zefu.

Of course, Wen Fengzi's skills and abilities in the battle with Yueyin Zhenren at this time were far from being at their peak. Otherwise, it would have been very possible that he would have caused the already injured Wen Fengzi to suffer a great loss.

Master Yueyin knew his own situation well and understood that if Wen Fengzi hadn't been seriously injured, he would definitely not have been a match for him.

Seeing the latter approach with a sword, he immediately changed the hand seal, and the gray-white incantation mark on it faded away quickly, followed by a black vortex appearing in his palm.

The water-elemental spiritual energy that had been scattered in the air was immediately absorbed by the Taoist. A flash of mysterious light appeared in his palm, from which countless drops of heavy water condensed into arrows, barely blocking Wen Fengzi who was rushing towards him.

The latter, seeing that his attack had failed, was not discouraged. The six blood swords in the water connected with the twilight and slashed out three thousand bloody sword shadows. Master Yueyin frowned and, in a moment of carelessness, found that his five senses were gradually weakening and he was as if he had fallen into eternal night.

Fortunately, he was a true immortal, and he regained his senses in an instant. When he opened his eyes again, he could see Wen Fengzi's true form approaching him with his sword without even needing to use his divine sense.

Even in this critical moment, Master Yueyin remained calm and composed. He activated his divine eye and observed that the closer Wen Fengzi got, the more solid the image of the crimson sword hanging in the twilight and the blood-red sea reflected in the sky became.

Seeing the mountain streams flow backwards and turn into blood springs wherever the sword passed, and the withered trees sprout sword leaves upon encountering the killing intent, Master Yueyin felt a chill run down his spine.

He has lived a long life, having been a True Person for nearly a thousand years, so it is impossible for him to remain in one place. In his early years, True Person Yueyin had already traveled through all twenty-seven paths of the Great Wei Immortal Dynasty, so he naturally recognized that Wen Fengzi had already grasped the profound truth of the Blood Sword Sect: "Stop calamity with killing, question the heavens with blood."

Regardless of whether they admit it or not, in terms of legitimate lineage, Mount Wumu is indeed a level below contemporary sects like the Blood Sword Sect. Furthermore, the Moon Concealing True Man's Five Elements Returning to Nothingness Seal is no match for the Blood Jade Slaughtering Scripture, the fundamental technique of the Blood Sword Sect.

If given a choice, even with Wen Fengzi already severely injured, Master Yueyin would not want to provoke him. But there was nothing he could do; the two were now practically locked in a struggle for lineage, and neither could avoid it.

Master Yueyin took a deep breath. The round spiritual treasure in his hand was called the Sundial Wheel, which had twelve flowing light teeth on it, each containing the essence of the moonlight from Mount Wumu over sixty years.

The moonlight, sharp as blades, pierced directly through Wen Fengzi's sword light, causing the Taoist to cry out in alarm. He then used his left hand to make a cut between the thumb and forefinger of his right hand, dipped his blood essence in it, and drew a mysterious rune on his palm before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

The moon blade approached, but no blood was seen. It was because Wen Fengzi had used the newly formed Calamity-Transforming Talisman to redirect most of the power elsewhere. The cliff behind him immediately cracked open, causing the two hundred-man teams that were fighting fiercely below to be completely submerged in flying rocks and rubble.

Wen Fengzi then used the blood-stained robe, which was made red by the essence and blood of ten thousand spiritual root disciples, to block the remaining moon blades. He thought he could resolve this calamity, but unexpectedly, he was unharmed but suffered a severe headache.

After gripping the six-sided blood sword tightly and letting out a sharp, piercing cry, Wen Fengzi felt as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets from the pain. He cursed inwardly, "Why didn't I hear before that the treasured artifact of Mount Wumu could sever the soul?!"

The Moon Concealed Immortal, being an old and shrewd man, would not miss the opportunity to completely crush Wen Fengzi. The remaining seals of the Five Elements Returning to Nothingness Seal appeared one after another.

The withering and flourishing seal caused the surrounding spiritual plants to decay rapidly, and the "rotten immortal miasma" it emitted had a strong fragrance, but it was the most evil thing for people to cultivate.
The Burial Seal caused half of the cliff behind Wen Fengzi to collapse, and the "flying stones turned into locusts" made it difficult for Wen Fengzi to summon blood and energy from the surrounding area to form magic.
The Abyss Seal was forged by True Immortal Yueyin by consuming and refining a hundred kinds of spiritual fire. When its magnificent flames attacked, they not only scorched the area like a purgatory, but also covered it with a layer of "Formless Calamity Ashes," which were most effective at corrupting magical treasures and were even difficult for Nascent Soul cultivators to withstand. With various methods being used in succession, Wen Fengzi, who was already seriously injured, was caught off guard and was injured by True Immortal Yueyin's spiritual sense techniques, so he was obviously at a disadvantage.

However, his opponent was also a seasoned master. Even though Master Yueyin was slightly better, it would not be easy to defeat him completely, and he would still have to fight a tough battle.

The outcome of the two masters' battle is still uncertain, but Fei Tianqin, leading the forces of Wu Laoshan, is indeed difficult to stop in the midst of the battle.

An ordinary Golden Core cultivator, if faced with this old bird head-on, would be considered a capable fighter if they could last for the time it takes to brew half a cup of tea. After this, if they were to recount this experience to others, they would likely be the talk of the town.

Left with no other choice, the Jin family head and the leader of the Beikui Sect had to sacrifice themselves to block the attack. However, they could not hold out for long before their prized magic treasures were about to be blasted into mud by Fei Tianqin's magic. So they resorted to threats and inducements, summoning many experienced cultivators to block the attack, which finally managed to slightly curb the latter's ferocity.

Headmaster Kang was standing in front of the Azure Guards, fighting alongside Jiang Qing against two unknown alchemists. Only after he had used a magical artifact to restrain one of them and summoned the Azure Guards to form an array to destroy his physical body did he have time to look up and watch the battle.

Seeing that Fei Tianqin and his bird were surrounded by nearly ten dazzling rays of light, and that they occasionally let out a few sneers. The magical treasures that were of excellent quality could not withstand the old bird's sharp beak and claws, and its feather magic. Although the various factions in the north of the mountain had the advantage in numbers, they failed to gain the upper hand and even more so, they could not win.

Originally, each family north of the mountain had a few more people to help with the repairs, but after this, the number was only about the same as that of the Wu Lao Mountain group.

Shu Zhengde's Imperial Guards were in the midst of their bloodlust. Under the command of this seasoned military expert, the three hundred Thousand Bull Guards first broke through the Thousand Corpse Formation of the Northern Sunflower Sect, turning the main copper-armored corpses into dust; the Shooting Sound Camp then broke through the Golden Core sects of Black Wind Valley, Minglin Huang Family, and Wanghe Village.

A squad of Liangxi Tuqi knights, all Foundation Establishment cultivators, rode second-tier superior spirit steeds, Bloodstained Spirit Rhinoceros, led by the five Pill Masters gathered by Shu Zhengde. Forming a formation as sharp as blades, they charged left and right, tearing the thick formations of various families' armies into pieces.

At this moment, the Ying Shan army, which had always sought stability since entering the northern mountain pass, finally stopped concealing their abilities. Fei Bofeng and Fei Zhongyun then revealed why, despite being born into a wealthy family, they were still considered potential candidates for the Golden Elixir by a prestigious clan like the Fei family of Yingzhou.

With the two working together, no enemy alchemist could stop them. Several other alchemists, along with the Yingshan Army, followed to provide support. Combined, they were a force that even a Golden Core cultivator with years of experience could not withstand.

The leader of the Jiaozi Sect led his army to block them. This sect was particularly skilled at controlling snake-like spirit beasts, and its disciples were known for their fighting prowess. When they first saw the Yingshan Army, they wanted to test their skills against this renowned and powerful army.

However, after the Jiaozi Sect leader was severely injured by the Yingshan Army's well-organized formation at their first encounter, their momentum suddenly plummeted. The Jiaozi Sect disciples were immediately scattered by the Yingshan Army's solemn and orderly formation, the surrounding mountains and forests were completely annihilated into dust, and countless pieces of flesh and blood were dissolved into countless Daoist mystical lights. Kang Dabao, leading the Qingjue Guards, followed closely behind and actually gained a considerable advantage over the Jiaozi Sect, a Golden Core sect.

However, their good fortune was short-lived. Just when their side was clearly in the lead, the Chita faction abandoned their opponent and sent a superior cultivator to help their ally reverse the decline.

Ying Shan Army was entangled by the two senior cultivators who led most of their elite troops, but after the remaining disciples stabilized their fighting spirit, Kang Dabao and the Qingjue Guards found it very difficult to deal with them.

Among the disciples, even Duan, Kang, and Ming were only at the Foundation Establishment stage. Even with the help of Yuan and Zhang, two female relatives, there was still no powerful Foundation Establishment expert in the Qingjue Guard.

If it weren't for Yuan Jin's diligent training and the fact that the Qingjue Guard's formation hadn't broken down, they might have already been utterly defeated by the oncoming twenty or thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators and hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators.

The situation was initially unfavorable, but after Kang Dabao first slaughtered three or five true cultivators with his executioner's blade, and then he and Jiang Qing each confronted a Pill Master, gaining a significant advantage, the Qingjue Guard's formation finally stabilized.

Knowing that Jiang Qing's spiritual power was insufficient, even if he could fight enemies of a higher level, it would be difficult for him to last long. Therefore, he stopped concealing his methods and used all his strength.

The alchemist he was facing was named Fu Bingguan, and he came from the Chita Sect, a sect that was one of the few in the area that practiced body cultivation methods.

Fu Bingguan, as the former Daoist and the current elder of the Battle Hall, although he had not yet formed a true core, was still quite proud of himself for having mastered the low-grade Kui Thunder Bone Technique of the Red Tower Sect. This was because, among the several superior cultivators of the Red Tower Sect, only the current sect leader had surpassed him in his mastery of this technique.

He had barely withstood Kang Dabao's blow with his bare body when he began to tremble, realizing something was wrong: "This junior's halberd skills are truly superb, but he has been too arrogant!"

Therefore, Fu Bingguan did not hold back. The Kui Lei Gang Gu Fa was compiled by the founder of the Chita School, imitating the Kui Niu bloodline descendant's single-leg treading on the sky and suppressing the sea. After generations of unremitting improvements, this method can be called perfect.

After mastering this technique, Fu Bingguan now possesses incredible strength, with thunder patterns growing on his bones.

He crossed his arms into the shape of a Kui ox horn, drawing upon the silver lightning of the void to form a spear. As he threw it, it was accompanied by the roar of dragons and the howl of tigers, with streaks of lightning accompanying the silver lightning spear as it hurtled towards Master Kang.

Fu Bingguan was an old warrior, and more than one alchemist had died at his hands. Although he was never arrogant or conceited, he did not believe that a junior could withstand his ultimate skills.

However, what surprised him was that Kang Dabao did not show any fear on his face.

Faced with the onslaught of lightning, the latter held his breath and used the Eight Desolations Mountain-Suppressing Technique to block it. As this magnificent fist technique met the Silver Lightning Spear, the Silver Lightning Spear shattered instantly. Fu Bingguan let out a soft exclamation, but remained calm.

This seasoned alchemist made a hand seal, and the overflowing lightning transformed into chains to bind Kang Dabao's true form. At the same time, he stepped forward, and with one foot touching the air, lightning lotuses appeared. With each step, the lotuses bloomed, and he instantly moved a hundred feet away, arriving in front of the sect leader Kang in a short while.

Unexpectedly, the latter's methods were far more ruthless than he had anticipated. The lightning chains were ripped away and vanished into thin air. Once Fu Bingguan was close, Kang Dabao did not avoid the lightning emanating from him. He swung his executioner's blade first, and golden light reappeared in his eyes.

Fu Bingguan hesitated for a moment, but was still not afraid of the slaughter. He tapped his chest three times with his fingers and summoned a bone shield with a picture of a Kui Niu on its face to block in front of him.

Unexpectedly, this junior's halberd technique was so powerful that the bone shield was scratched with cracks that resembled a spider web. Blood trickled from the corner of Fu Bingguan's mouth. He only paused for a moment before his usually proud protective measures were instantly shattered by two golden lights.

Before he could even feel fear, the thunder lotuses beneath Fu Bingguan's feet reappeared. But before the lotuses could bloom, two golden lights were already upon him. His Kui Thunder Bone Technique, cultivated for over sixty years, could not protect his life; his entire body's thunder bones were shattered by the golden light.

Even now, with his Dharma body mostly destroyed, Fu Bingguan was still capable of escaping with his life. However, Sect Leader Kang was concerned for his disciples and unwilling to give up the merit he had gained. Tu Jiu slashed a group of cultivators who had risked their lives to save him into mangled flesh, and with golden light flashing in his eyes again, he was about to take Fu Bingguan's life.

Unexpectedly, the latter had cultivated for nearly three hundred years and also possessed many life-saving methods. Fu Bingguan trembled as he tore off a talisman with extraordinary spiritual power, then transformed into a stream of light and vanished from the battlefield.

The sect leader, Kang, couldn't even recognize the methods his opponent had used, so he could only watch helplessly as the battle merits he was about to gain slipped away.

Fortunately, he did not forget his mission. He swung his halberd and easily cleaved the second-tier top-grade Xuanlin snake beside Jiang Qing in two.

Its master was Zhu Xingdan, the leader of the Jiaozi Sect. Before he could be alarmed, he summoned most of the disciples of the two families who were besieging Qingjue Guard to his side for protection. Only by sacrificing a large number of lives was he able to barely stop Kang Dabao's momentum.

No one expected that Sect Leader Kang could defeat a seasoned alchemist so easily. The morale of both sides immediately reversed. With the two elders, Kang and Jiang, as their patrons, the Qingjue Guards, under the command of the cultivators, operated the Qingjue Six-Leaf Lotus Formation with increasing impeccability. The enemy cultivators, who were filled with anxiety, could not find any flaws and could only watch as this unknown army rampaged through the formation, almost unstoppable.

Seeing that the formations of the Jiaozi Sect and the Chita Sect were becoming increasingly thin, Kang Dabao's executioner's staff was already stained purple-black with blood, and no one could stop him. Zhu Xingdan, who had lost his spirit beast, was filled with fear, worried about Fu Bingguan's fate, and even had the idea of ​​abandoning the formation and fleeing.

Meanwhile, the Ying Shan army's offensive came to an abrupt halt, allowing the two superior cultivators to easily dart out of the enemy formation. They then rearranged their formation, adopting a defensive posture.

Remembering Fei Enwen's previous visit and reminder, Sect Leader Kang abandoned the current favorable situation and led his disciples to withdraw from the battle.

At this moment, Fei Tianqin, who was surrounded, also broke free. The expressions of the more than ten cultivators who were beating up this old bird varied, but in an instant, a loud explosion rang out in the arena, almost piercing the sky.

The disciples of Wumu Mountain who charged at the forefront suffered heavy casualties, and many disciples from other families also suffered losses. Before Master Yueyin, who had gained the upper hand in his life-or-death battle with Wen Fengzi, could feel the pain, he saw a phantom image projected from a celestial stone of unknown origin.

The illusory figure was still Wei Dajian, who had previously arrived in Shannan Road. After listening to the inner guard leader's few words, Yueyin Zhenren's expression changed for a moment, and the battle between the two sides immediately calmed down in a very strange way.

— Taiyuan Capital, Xuanqiong Palace
Emperor Wei placed the freshly printed letter back on the table, a flash of displeasure crossing his eyes. Just as he was about to get up, he glanced at the signature "Respectfully presented by Songyangzi" on the letter and felt a surge of resentment.

He turned his gaze to Wei Dajian and said softly, "As requested by the Rifting Heaven Sword Sect, all families in Shanbei Road shall immediately relocate to Guanxi Road and be settled by the Rifting Heaven Sword Sect. In addition, all members of the Hehuan Sect shall be ordered to rush to Santing Prefecture in Shanbei Road as soon as possible to serve the Duke of Qin. Send an edict to the Duke of Qin's mansion to temporarily suspend the affairs of Shannan and Shanbei Roads and allow them to recuperate and cultivate their inner strength."

Before the latter could react, Emperor Wei looked at the rows of golden characters on the screen and murmured to himself, "Reclaim the lost territories and return to the imperial palace."

(End of this chapter)