Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 353 Tu Nan
The void shifted, purple lightning surged, and gray mist swept through.

A lapis lazuli warship sailed in from outside the Heavenly Lake Water Curtain. On either side of the treasure ship were three bronze serpent heads, which spewed out the light of Ren and Gui, stirring up poisonous rain that corroded the magic array of the Great Nan'en Temple.

The Mingguang warship was filled with demon soldiers, mostly of the scaled and feathered races. The Qinglu and Yanyu guards were ready to fight, led by a young man in a green robe and a man in red armor, respectively.

It was Mo Xi and Yang Yanlu, the two commanders of the Qinghui and Huoya tribes respectively. They were ordered to clean up the mess and received the order from Xu Xuan from afar. Their eyes gleamed.

"Offer sacrifices to the monument!"

Mo Xi spoke solemnly, and the group of demons raised several celestial tablets, each engraved with lifelike images of scaled serpents, as if they could come to life at any moment.

The Six-Scale Stele, which records the true nature of the scale species belonging to the Mingze, is currently placed on the warship.

Mingguang had recovered to the Purple Mansion rank. Once activated, the form of scales appeared and fell from the sky, landing on the temple and impacting the formation.

Xu Xuan stood on the cloud, slowly withdrawing his supernatural powers. With a flick of his sword, he revealed a hazy gray severed arm, cleanly severed from the shoulder. It was none other than the arm of the True Man Kongming.

He twisted the sword, and the severed arm exploded instantly, turning into a rain of blood that stained the sea red.

The formation below had already been broken, and most of the monks had fled. He did not stop them and let them go. As long as they did not resist, he did not order his demon soldiers to kill them.

Seeing that the area below had been cleared away, leaving only dilapidated temples and flames soaring between the islands, he picked up the last remaining bit of true spirit of Nanfa and looked at it indifferently.

"Where did Qinghe Palace tell you to hide, and how did you take over?"

Xu Xuan was not interested in the Buddhist monk's possessions. The most valuable items on Nanfa's body were the Water and Fire Kasaya and the Purple Gold Bowl, both of which were precious artifacts. With the power of the Pure Land, they could barely compete with the spiritual artifacts of the Purple Mansion.

However, when faced with a powerful weapon like the [Lieque] Thunder Palace, a spiritual sword that the Northern Dragon King had refined over hundreds of years, this treasure was as fragile as paper.

"You dare to destroy my golden body! Do you know who my master is? He is Elder Wuyuan of the Hanging Temple! You—"

Nanfa was still shouting, which made Xu Xuan frown slightly, sensing that something was wrong. No matter how stupid Nanfa was, he should have given in by now. The Hanging Temple's influence couldn't reach Tianchi.

So what if I offend him? He's not going to leave the country now.

With a surge of power, lightning crackled and blasted the soul enveloped in the light of the Southern Dharma into a charred black. The fat monk was powerless to struggle any longer, his voice sounding as if he were on the verge of death.

"It is hidden beneath the main hall of my temple, within the base of the array."

Xu Xuan lightly raised his right hand, and a patch of dark cloud landed above the main hall of the Great Nan'en Temple. From it emerged a mountain-sized black dragon claw, which slammed down with a thunderous crash.

"you!"

South France roared in anger, watching helplessly as its meager assets were destroyed, the island split open, revealing a dark water palace half-submerged in the sea.

Above the palace plaque was a line of golden characters that read "Qinghe Palace". Xu Xuan used his supernatural powers to instantly transport the water palace to the void, and he also swept away several magnificent temples along with it.

"Tell me, how did you steal my treasures from the Netherworld?"

Xu Xuanyi spoke with righteous indignation, which surprised Nanfa. How long ago was this? Mingze had already retreated before the Xia Dynasty. Now he was here to settle accounts with him?

Nanfa glanced at the spirit sword the other party had summoned. It was clearly an item from the Thunder Palace. What, aren't you afraid of the Thunder Palace coming after you?
He quickly learned his lesson, realizing that the person before him was fearless and that the name of the Hanging Temple couldn't subdue this dragon prodigy. He simply said slowly:

“In the past, Mingze secluded himself from the world and left in a hurry, leaving many things behind. They were sealed in the core of Tianchi. We have been shaken for many years, and occasionally some water palaces and spiritual platforms have leaked out. This is how I obtained the Qinghe Palace.”

"Which family in Tianchi doesn't possess something from Mingze? After all this time, are you really going to go and ask them for it one by one?"

Nanfa gritted his teeth, his soul shrinking to the size of a finger, held tightly by Xu Xuan, unable to move.

"Why not?"

Xu Xuan looked surprised, smiled slightly, and then summoned the Hengyue Seal, using the Gen Earth Profound Light to suppress Nanfa's soul.

“Nanfa Vajra, just wait. There will be a time for me to collect my debts one by one.”

After finishing his business in Nanfa, he descended on the wind. Only then did he begin to feel the wonders of the Heavenly Pool. His dragon blood surged, his mind was at ease, and the Daoist intent in the world flowed in, quite friendly to his dragon body.

The closer he got to the core of the Heavenly Pool, the stronger this feeling became. He had a feeling that if this place was a training ground specifically created for the Southern Sea Dragon Clan, the amount of hard work required to achieve his second supernatural power here would be greatly reduced.

He then ordered the demon soldiers below to renovate the Pure Land and set up camp. Many monks who had not yet escaped were used as slaves by the demons and forced to move the ruins.

Looking at the scene, Xu Xuan was in high spirits. The first battle was a great victory, and his entry into Tianchi was a major step forward.

What he truly desired was to take this blessed land for himself, so that he could support the Mingze and welcome the Ren water again. Once the Mingze welcomed the Dragon King again, the Dragon Kings in Tianhui and Minghua could be born. What a sight that would be!

It is likely that a top-tier Golden Core power will fall into the world immediately. Apart from losing its Golden Core, Mingze's foundation is as profound as that of other sects, and it still has its cave heavens and magic treasures.

Suddenly, colorful clouds rose on the horizon, creating a hazy, dreamlike scene. This startled him, and he sheathed his magic sword, waiting quietly for the person to arrive.

The colorful clouds drifted slowly in, gradually coalescing into a blurry human figure, wearing a black crown and a feathered robe, bowing respectfully from afar, and a voice that was difficult to decipher as male or female could be heard.

"The Dragon King of the Dark Realm's sword intent is indeed powerful. It easily captured the Great Nan'en Temple. Kong Ming, who cultivates the Great Dao of Yuqing, had his arm severed by you." The opponent's supernatural powers changed, becoming colorful clouds and rainbows, mirages and illusions, all sorts of hazy and ever-changing phenomena. Xu Xuan remained calm, circulating his pure energy, and remained clear-headed.

"But what about the Mirage Path Illusionary Face True Person? Are you trying to stop me?"

Xu Xuan's voice was cold and sharp, showing no sign of backing down. His murderous aura was palpable, and his sword light surged. The human figure in the colorful clouds merely shook his head and continued:
“The Mirage Path is nothing to me. I can just let it disperse and give the territory to the Dragon King. I have already prepared the things for the Dragon Palace, just waiting for the Dragon King to come.”

"If that's the case, what else do you want?"

Xu Xuan remained vigilant, his dragon might lurking beneath the surface, the wind and thunder around him shifting and stirring up the colorful clouds, as if trying to reveal the opponent's true form. However, the illusory figure remained hazy, and the two sides were secretly locked in a struggle.

"I am here today to make my stance clear: I have never been an enemy of Mingze."

As she spoke, Huan Yan waved her hand and rolled up a scroll, revealing a variety of colorful clouds. Among them were many old artifacts from the Mingze, such as the Water Palace, the Spirit Platform, and the Imperial Carriage. Most of them had lost their spiritual light and had been eroded by time, while a few were still usable. All of them were carefully preserved.

The delivery of these items clearly showed prior preparation; regardless of their monetary value, the sentiment was evident, which slightly lessened Xu Xuan's hostility. However, Huan Yan continued speaking:

"Once the Dragon King has reached the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, then we can plot something great together—"

The other person's voice suddenly disappeared, leaving only silence, but Xu Xuan understood what the other person meant.

"【Hua Gu】My old wounds have returned, and I wish to slay him. I await the Dragon King's arrival to join me in this grand undertaking."

As the colorful clouds dissipated, Huan Yan's figure vanished in an instant. Xu Xuan's expression shifted slightly. This Huan Yan True Person had grand ambitions, her mind set on that Hua Gu Holy Spirit.

Xu Xuan carefully considered that if he had cultivated to the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm and possessed sword intent, he would have been able to compete with Hua Gu. If Huan Yan were to make a move again, his chances of winning would be quite high.

He was sitting on the cloud at this moment. His mind stirred slightly. He looked at the center of the Heavenly Pool. His spiritual energy surged. The dark Ren water churned and collided with the Gen earth Xuan Peak. They were indistinguishable.

A distant whale cry echoed from the horizon, causing the sea to tremble violently.

'A ghost whale?'

In the core area of ​​Tianchi, only three families have established themselves. Among them, Youjing and Shiren are the most powerful and are currently fighting each other. They don't even have time to pay attention to the dragon family's entry. I don't know why.
He was observing with his supernatural powers, but the light rising from the center of the Heavenly Pool made it difficult to see clearly. However, as the whale's roar sounded, the entire sea area began to resonate.

Within the inner realm, a pure aura suddenly flowed, revealing on its own the blue stone beneath the Taiqing Dao Stele, upon which was engraved an ancient character, brimming with sword intent.

"This is the first manifestation of the primordial energy, which existed even before the creation of the world."

Xu Xuan was extremely familiar with this line of writing, and even had a vague guess that the person who carved the words was Feng Xuan Sword Immortal, and that the ancient Xuan Qi had manifested.

At this moment, more characters appeared beneath the inscription, the sword intent shifting, ethereal and elusive, gradually revealing several ancient characters.

"The Kunpeng soars south, landing at the Heavenly Pool, to see me, Fengxuan? — [Nanhua]"

He came to his senses and looked at the center of the Heavenly Pool. A glint of light flashed in his eyes, and he vaguely saw the shapes of a Kun fish and a Peng bird, rotating in accordance with the positions of the Taiyin and Taiyang.

'This is Kunpeng. It's connected to Tianchi. Why didn't Guangze tell me?'

Xu Xuan's life trembled, and he seemed to understand something. He stared intently at the center of the Heavenly Pool. The pure energy dissipated, and the Kun fish and Peng bird forms were no longer visible.

The Kunpeng is the manifestation of the primordial energy, naturally embodying both yin and yang, possessing extraordinary divine abilities. Born alongside [Fengxuan], it is a true celestial beast, leaving no bloodline among mortals.

The fact that his presence was now being traced at Tianchi gave him some reason to speculate.

'Renze is locked within Taiyin, and Kunpeng represents the extreme of Yin and Yang transformation. Yanghu seeks enlightenment from Tianchi; perhaps this is the connection.'

His mind stirred. Since he was involved with Xuanqi, he wondered if he was connected with the Taiqing Dao Stele. Now, his reason for occupying Tianchi was strengthened.

Using his supernatural powers, Xu Xuan arranged the Qinghe Palace and many other relics left behind by the Mingze. After giving a few instructions, he entered the water palace and felt the spiritual energy spontaneously surging from all directions, the Daoist intent was harmonious, as if it were made by nature.

He slowly took out a Taoist book, which was the "Wujiu Yujing Fa" (The Method of Controlling the Scenery Without Blame). The supernatural power he achieved was "Riding Without Blame," which was also known in ancient times as "Returning to the Pivot of the Dao."

"The sky is my canopy, the earth my carriage, the four seasons my steeds, yin and yang my charioteers, lightning my whip, thunder my chariot driver, and there is nowhere I cannot roam."

This method, from its very inception, aligns perfectly with the boundless way of heaven and earth, allowing one to roam freely in infinite realms. It is also perfectly suited to the physical body, and once mastered, one will reach a state of roaming with the Dao.

“The height is so great that it leaves no trace after frost and no shadow under the sun. It soars straight up and leaps over Kunlun.”

With a firm resolve, Xu Xuan took out the [Faultless Cloud Qi] required for this divine power, incorporated it into his inner vision, and slowly condensed it into mystical images such as the Thunder Chariot and the Lightning Whip, integrating them into his inner vision.

Cultivation in the Heavenly Pool progresses rapidly. Judging by this pace, it will probably take at most a few more years to achieve another supernatural power.

With the blessing of "Riding Without Blame" and the "Subduing Thunder Swamp" technique for taking someone's place, one will have the confidence to walk in the Heavenly Pool and act more conveniently, allowing one to explore the core of the Heavenly Pool.

"Huagu."

Thinking of this person, his mind stirred slightly. The only variable now was this late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator from the Stone Man Path. He wondered what his condition was, whether he was truly injured and unable to move, as Huan Yan had said.

(End of this chapter)