Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Dao Xing Tian Zun, as one of the twelve renowned Golden Immortals under the tutelage of Yuan Shi Tian Zun, is a name that is enough to intimidate villains.

He had cultivated for many years and possessed profound magical power, reaching the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, only one step away from the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Among the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, he was considered to be of average level.

At this moment, Dao Xing Tianzun held the Demon-Subduing Pestle, his body radiating magical power, and his eyes flashed with a sharp killing intent. This Yang Jian dared to kill his disciple right in front of him; he deserved to be on the list.

Dao Xing Tianzun unleashed an attack fueled by rage, using eighty percent of his power, making it incredibly powerful.

The Vajra Pestle, with its immense power capable of splitting mountains and cleaving seas, and its overwhelming aura, slammed down fiercely towards Yang Jian before him.

In an instant, the surrounding void seemed unable to withstand the pressure of this force, emitting a chilling tremor and bursting with explosions, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

However, facing this earth-shattering attack, Yang Jian was not afraid at all. Instead of retreating, he advanced and met the Demon-Subduing Pestle head-on with a fearless and valiant attitude.

"Boom~"

With a deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart, blinding light and violent energy swept out like ripples, causing rocks to crumble and vegetation to turn to dust wherever they passed.

Fortunately, Sishui Pass was protected by an array; otherwise, the aftershocks of their collision alone would have been enough to cause the city to collapse.

Back at the Xiqi camp, Jiang Ziya was also startled and quickly used the Heavenly Auspicious Clouds to isolate the aftershocks of the collision.

At this moment, on the battlefield, the Vajra Pestle and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword collided head-on. It was not a clash of magical forces, but a pure clash of power against power and weapon against weapon.

Immediately following, under the astonishing force of the recoil, Dao Xing Tianzun and Yang Jian almost simultaneously let out a muffled groan, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, gliding for hundreds of meters before finally regaining their footing.

Dao Xing Tianzun steadied himself first. At this moment, his hand holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle trembled slightly, and his tiger's mouth felt numb.

Dao Xing Tianzun looked up at Yang Jian, who was a thousand meters away, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

The magical power emanating from Yang Jian before him was clearly only at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, a whole major realm and three minor realms lower than his own late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal realm.

In the path of cultivation, the gap between the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal and the early stage of Daluo Golden Immortal is like an insurmountable chasm, its chasm being even greater than the gap between a mortal and the peak of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Moreover, his cultivation level was only at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm! This Yang Jian was actually able to withstand his angry attack with his peak Taiyi Golden Immortal realm and only fly back a few hundred meters. This completely overturned Dao Xing Tian Zun's understanding since he started cultivating. It was truly unheard of and terrifying.

Just as Dao Xing Tianzun was shaken and struggling to understand, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, who was also one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, saw through some of the trick.

As the saying goes, those involved are often confused while bystanders see things clearly. Qingxu Daode Zhenjun had been observing this incomprehensible confrontation with a cold eye. At this moment, Yang Jian was exuding a powerful aura of blood and qi. Such strong physical strength must have come from cultivating some kind of protective divine skill.

Then Qingxu Daode Zhenjun transmitted his voice to remind him: "Senior brother, Yang Jian is not relying on magic power to fight against you. Look at his aura. Although his magic power is not strong, his blood and qi are overwhelming, and his physical body exudes an indescribable powerful pressure."

This young man must have cultivated some extremely profound body-refining divine skill, which is similar to, or even surpasses, our Chan Sect's "Eight-Nine Arcane Skill"! Therefore, his physical strength is already powerful enough to rival that of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, or even stronger.

Your attack just now was actually a clash of physical strength, not a crushing defeat of cultivation levels. Don't try to fight him head-on again! You and I are orthodox practitioners of immortal arts, and our magical power far surpasses his. We should suppress him with our magical abilities!

After listening to the insightful analysis of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, Daoxing Tianzun suddenly understood.

So that's how it is! No wonder a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal could withstand my full-force attack; his physical body had reached such a terrifying level.

Dao Xing Tianzun took a deep breath to suppress his shock. With a thought, he distanced himself even further from Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was startled when he saw this. He could see that the Daoist Celestial Venerable was no longer trying to fight with physical attacks, but was preparing to suppress him with his magic power.

The next second, under Yang Jian's solemn gaze, the vast and boundless late-stage Grand Luo Golden Immortal power within Qingxu Moral True Lord surged forth like a flood breaking its banks, rapidly condensing in the air.

The magical power of the Yuqing lineage is the most upright and majestic among the three major sects of Xuanmen. The Yuqing magical power of Daoxing Tianzun condensed into a giant palm that blots out the sky.

The giant hand hovered above Sishui Pass, exuding an aura of suppressing all ages and carrying an unparalleled power, as it slowly reached out to grab Yang Jian below.

For a moment, not only Yang Jian, but also the soldiers and civilians in Sishui Pass protected by the formation below, trembled with fear.

Even Huang Feihu, who was used to seeing big scenes, couldn't help but swallow hard. Just the fact that the giant hand was hovering there made Huang Feihu feel like he was about to be crushed.

In fact, this was not Huang Feihu's misconception. Dao Xing Tianzun was a cultivator in the late stage of the Great Luo realm. The walls of Sishui Pass could withstand the attacks of a Great Luo Golden Immortal for a day and a night, but that was only for the early stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm.

Normally, a late-stage Great Luo cultivator can easily suppress several or even a dozen early-stage Great Luo cultivators.

Even if the giant hand condensed by Dao Xing Tian Zun couldn't break through Sishui Pass in one move, it would be enough to cripple the formation of Sishui Pass, and its residual power could even kill a large number of soldiers and civilians in the city.

Faced with Dao Xing Tianzun's change of strategy and the giant hand formed by his magical powers, Yang Jian's expression also became serious.

He knew that the only thing he could be considered evenly matched with Dao Xing Tianzun was his physical body. The difference in their cultivation levels was an objective fact. If he were to go head-to-head with a late-stage Daluo Jinxian in terms of magical power, even he would find it difficult to withstand it.

This giant hand, formed from the magical power of a Great Luo Golden Immortal, contained powerful laws and a sense of oppression, posing a substantial threat to him.

However, with Sishui Pass right below, Yang Jian did not back down. He chose the most direct and most in line with his path of cultivation to confront the giant magical hand with his ultimate physical strength!
Yang Jian looked up at the giant hand that was pressing down on him, a sharp glint in his eyes.

He leaped up suddenly, his movements agile, gripping the three-pointed double-edged sword tightly in his hand. There was no dazzling magical light, nor any complicated spell enhancement; he simply concentrated all the surging physical power in his body into a single point.

Then, with the purest and most primal physical strength, Yang Jian wielded his three-pointed double-edged sword, and with an indomitable momentum, fiercely slashed at the huge magical palm!

Yang Jian's figure appeared incredibly small beneath that enormous magical hand, like an ant attempting to shake a mountain. Yet, this seemingly insignificant figure unleashed unimaginable terrifying power; his blade slashed through the sky, colliding violently with the giant hand.

Then a shocking scene unfolded: the massive magical hand, powerful enough to shatter the barrier, was abruptly blocked in mid-air by Yang Jian's blade, unable to press down any further. It was as if it were being held up by an invisible giant hand, creating a terrifying stalemate between the two.

Dao Xing Tianzun snorted coldly and said, "This junior will make you perish here today and be listed on the Investiture of the Gods!"

After saying that, Dao Xing Tianzun increased his magical power output, and Yang Jian immediately felt the power of the giant hand increase dramatically. He was forcefully slammed down.

At this critical moment, a pink aura enveloped Yang Jian.

The pink aura appeared extremely quickly; if it hadn't enveloped Yang Jian, he certainly wouldn't have noticed it.

Neither the Pure Void Moral True Lord nor the Daoist Celestial Venerable were able to detect it.

With the help of this pink aura, Yang Jian felt as if he had developed a certain resonance with the soldiers and civilians in Sishui Pass.

The next second, Yang Jian clearly felt the power of the will of the soldiers and civilians in Sishui Pass gather into his body. Yang Jian's eyes lit up and his aura surged: "Break for me!"

Yang Jian roared, his voice shaking the surrounding area. He poured all his strength, all his beliefs, and the will of all the soldiers and civilians in Sishui Pass into this one strike.

This power converged without reservation at the tip of the three-pointed double-edged sword, and the tip instantly burst forth with a dazzling light, an indescribable cutting force condensing on the blade.

With a deafening "rip!" sound, like cloth being torn apart, the giant hand formed from the late-stage magic power of a Great Luo Golden Immortal instantly disintegrated and shattered from the point of contact between the blades, dissipating into a shower of golden magical light!
Even more terrifying was that the power of this strike was so great that even space itself could not withstand it. Where the giant hand shattered, a pitch-black spatial rift suddenly appeared and spread rapidly. Although it was quickly repaired by the laws of heaven and earth, the scene at that moment was enough to show that the power of this strike had reached the level of tearing space!

As we all know, after the heavens and earth ascended to a higher dimension, only quasi-saints in the primordial world could tear through space, which means that Yang Jian's move actually possessed the power of a quasi-saint.

The Pure Void Moral True Lord, who was watching from the sidelines, witnessed this scene. His pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes revealed extreme shock. The power of that strike, the pure physical strength that erupted, instantly reminded him of an ancient and powerful race.

Now, the Pure Void Moral True Lord finally confirmed that the overwhelming aura emanating from Yang Jian's body and his incomparably powerful physical body were all due to Yang Jian's cultivation of the Wu Clan's inherited technique—the "Nine Revolutions Profound Technique"!
"No wonder Yang Jian, with his peak Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, possesses physical strength that reaches the Daluo level, and can even withstand the giant hand of magic power and tear through space! It turns out that he cultivates the Witch Clan's body-refining divine art, which is even more exquisite and domineering than the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts!" Thinking of this, Qingxu Moral True Monarch's expression became extremely solemn.

He originally thought that Yang Jian had only cultivated a protective divine skill similar to the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts," and that although his physical body was strong, it was still limited. Now it seems that this Yang Jian is far more troublesome than they imagined.

Thinking of this, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun hurriedly transmitted his voice to Daoxing Tianzun: "Senior brother, Yang Jian is cultivating the Wu Clan's Nine Revolutions Profound Technique. Moreover, judging from the fact that he just broke through your giant hand's physical strength, I guess his Nine Revolutions Profound Technique is at least at the mid-stage of the fifth revolution."

"What? The Nine Revolutions Profound Technique! And he's even cultivated it to the mid-stage of the fifth revolution! How old is Yang Jian? How could he possibly do something like this?"

"Senior brother, don't forget that Saint Bai Jing of the Holy Lotus Sect achieved sainthood through physical cultivation using the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique."

Dao Xing Tianzun remained silent.

"Senior brother, in my opinion, we should just take out the treasure gourd bestowed by our master and put Yang Jian into it to refine him into pus."

Dao Xing Tianzun sighed and summoned his treasure gourd. This gourd was made by Yuanshi Tianzun in imitation of the Taiqing Saint's purple-gold gourd. Although it was an acquired spiritual treasure, it had 48 restrictions, comparable to a top-grade innate spiritual treasure with 45 restrictions. It was Dao Xing Tianzun's greatest trump card.

To deal with the third-generation disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect, he had to use his own treasure gourd, which made Dao Xing Tianzun somewhat embarrassed.

But the current situation left him no choice. If he couldn't defeat Yang Jian today, he would truly lose face and dignity.

Thinking of this, Dao Xing Tianzun opened the gourd and pointed it at Yang Jian.

Alarm bells rang in Yang Jian's mind; he was certain that this gourd brought him a life-or-death crisis.

"Don't be afraid, nephew. With me here, his gourd can't hurt you." A gentle, soothing female voice rang in Yang Jian's ears.

Yang Jian was taken aback at first, then his eyes lit up. He recognized the voice as that of his Uncle Qin.

"Uncle Youqin, was that pink smoke just now also your doing?"

“Indeed, I happened to be near Sishui Pass when I saw the Chan Sect bullying the weak, so I came to help. Nephew, I have already placed my Corpse-Slaying Magic Treasure, the Red Dust Golden Lotus, into your sea of ​​consciousness. In a moment, nephew, just pretend to be absorbed by that Dao Xing Tianzun's gourd. When you fly over, take the opportunity to kill that Dao Xing Tianzun.”

"Huh? Are you going to kill Dao Xing Tianzun? He's a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun!"

"It's alright. If the Primordial Celestial Venerable takes action, my teacher will not stand idly by."

Yang Jian's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He was not a cowardly person; on the contrary, he was somewhat rebellious. With Qin Yueyue saying so, what was there for him to be afraid of?
At this moment, Dao Xing Tianzun pointed the gourd's mouth at Yang Jian, and Yang Jian felt a huge suction force burst forth, trying to pull him into the gourd.

However, a pinkish-gold twelve-petaled lotus platform floated in Yang Jian's sea of ​​consciousness, blocking this suction force.

Following Qin Yueyue's instructions, Yang Jian put on a show of putting up a stubborn resistance.

Seeing this, Dao Xing Tianzun increased his magical power output. Yang Jian then pretended to be sucked away by the gourd. Dao Xing Tianzun was completely unprepared when Yang Jian flew over.

His gourd could suck in even a peak Taiyi Golden Immortal like Yang Jian, let alone a peak Daluo Golden Immortal, or even an early Quasi-Saint.

To Dao Xing Tianzun's surprise, just as Yang Jian was about to be sucked into the gourd, his figure suddenly stopped, and then he thrust out the three-pointed double-edged sword with all his might, piercing through Dao Xing Tianzun's sea of ​​consciousness and shattering his soul.

Dao Xing Tianzun has thus perished!

(End of this chapter)