Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 517 The Golden Blood of the Underworld
The Central Mountain is majestic.

Brownish-yellow sunlight rose and changed along the mountainside, and hundreds of dark peaks rose from the ground, standing majestically.

Imperial palaces and magnificent buildings, all built in accordance with the majestic mountain range, are scattered amidst the precipitous terrain, with babbling golden streams flowing from them, as if flowing with gilded blood and tears from the mountains.

The celestial phenomena of the four directions respond and rotate accordingly.

The rising sun in the east, the surging yang essence in the south, the appearance of yin evil in the west, and the falling frost in the north—the four sacred mountains change according to the order of the four seasons, and strange phenomena gradually arise and spread in all directions.

Xu Xuan stood alone on the cliff edge, his black robe fluttering in the wind, his eyes like deep pools, watching the fading light of the earth.

The energy between the mountains is complex and magnificent. Most of the immortals from the foreign lands, many overseas celestial palaces, and even many transformed demons and Vajra Bodhisattvas are all here, waiting for the mountains to open.

In total, within Xu Xuan's spiritual sense alone, there were dozens of powerful auras at the Purple Mansion level rising and falling.

Hundreds more mysterious peaks appeared, their light flowing and revealing treasure platforms of different natures.

The numerous treasures and magical artifacts displayed above were mostly collected from various places during the ancient Shu conquests. They were covered by a thick, misty earth energy, signifying the glorious military achievements of the past.

What is most striking is the vast expanse of deep darkness that lingers between the peaks, with fierce and malevolent light solidified into a tangible form. There are even fluctuations of spiritual treasure level within it, which are none other than the relics of Zhao Ting from the past!

In the past, the Great Zhao unified the north and cultivated evil energy, but it was destroyed by Shu. Even many of its core items were placed here as decorations.

However, no one dared to touch these relics of Zhao Ting. Suddenly, a figure appeared on the peak where the evil light was most intense.

The newcomer wore a gray-brown Taoist robe with demonic patterns. He was young, with a cold and stern expression. His thin eyebrows were like swords, and his dark eyes swept over, his sharp gaze making one's skin sting.

The aura of a mid-stage Purple Mansion cultivator was faintly emanating, along with extremely powerful and terrifying magical abilities that transformed into a ferocious beast, a ringed serpent, a great abyss, and a black sun, echoing the artifacts below and causing this sea of ​​evil energy to churn like boiling water.

Most of the Purple Mansions had already guessed the newcomer's identity and naturally dared not provoke him.

After the Qi family was defeated and killed by Shu, they entered the Netherworld and could no longer cultivate evil. Even the Grand Preceptor could not take these things away. The one who came here in their place was the true successor of the Black Evil Daoist lineage.

Ask about evil.

No one dared to underestimate this Purple Mansion. The mere name of Black Fiend was enough to command the respect of many Purple Mansions, not to mention his connection with the Imperial Preceptor.

However, the surrounding treasures and magical artifacts were unclaimed and scattered on the mountaintop, causing many Purple Mansions to become restless.

hum!
It is unclear who made the first move, but a streak of rainbow light swept towards the nearest jade pendant, instantly prompting many Purple Mansions to act, unleashing their supernatural powers and causing the mountains to tremble.

Xu Xuan drew her sword and silently sensed the Ji Shu within her body. As she swept her gaze across the Xuan Peak, she felt a surge of imposing demonic energy rise up, which resonated within her.

“Things that are almost imbued with vital energy.”

He ignored the surrounding Purple Mansions vying for various treasures and magical artifacts, and instead headed straight for a steep stone peak on the edge.

This peak is covered with barren rocks, devoid of any spiritual energy or precious jewels. When it falls into the realm of spiritual perception, it is merely an empty space. No divine wonders are observed on the mountain, hence few people from the Purple Mansion come here.

However, according to Ji Shu's perception, there was an extremely deep and terrifying demonic aura on this peak, with astonishing power.

The silver talisman appeared out of thin air, drawing out something intangible and ferocious, and then a torrent of demonic light shot into the sky, transforming into a monstrous beast.

This beast is red with black stripes, its body is like a black ox, its tail is like a dragon, and it has nine long necks. Its head is like a dragon and a bird, covered with scales like red gold, making it ferocious and majestic.

"It's a suit of armor."

Tian Tuo saw through the deception and his tone was slightly pleased. As the number one demonic path, Dai Qi's ancient glory far surpassed that of Xue Sha, and its spiritual artifacts were also top-notch.

This path is the source of ancient demonic trials and can also be regarded as a calamity sent down by heaven. It does not conflict with the path of the Thunder Palace and can be controlled by the local thunder.

This armor seemed to possess a spirit, and it kept rioting.

The nine heads formed from almost pure light slashed down, their crimson scales, like black iron, gleaming brightly. Their mouths contained thousands of demonic teeth, their demonic nature ferocious, constantly spewing out Kan water and Li fire, almost pure light and Yin evil.

Xu Xuan summoned his Heart Sword, and the Black Law drifted down. The nine-headed demon hesitated for a moment, then suddenly decided to cause trouble again, revealing a hideous armor brimming with demonic energy.

“A very ominous thing.”

When I subdued the [Great Wind Shakes the Wind Fan] in the past, the trace of spirituality within it subdued the Black Law. But this demonic armor before me is fierce, untamed, and constantly struggling!
The dark blue-black demonic energy finally receded like a tide, revealing its true form: a suit of armor in red and black, with black demonic patterns winding and coiling, bearing many sharp horns and spikes, displaying extreme majesty and ferocity.

The azure breastplate was carved with the image of a nine-headed ferocious beast, full of spirituality, eager to devour people, stirring up water and fire, and controlling the light, its power was quite astonishing.

Beside the armor, a dark blue ancient stele silently appeared. Its surface was mottled, entwined with wisps of demonic energy, and several twisted, ancient demonic runes were inscribed on it.
"[Water and Fire Evil Armor], inheriting the past karma of Wusheng, and descending to become the god Jiuying,"

Xu Xuan's gaze was calm as he stepped forward.

Without any apparent effort, a divine power was activated to seize the armor, binding it with lightning chains and suppressing it with a black law, finally stopping the [Water and Fire Evil Armor] from struggling.

"The Water and Fire Evil Armor was passed down by the ancient Demon Lord Wusheng. It's a pity it's damaged; otherwise, it would be a top-tier spiritual treasure."

There was a hint of regret in Tian Tuo's tone, but he then said:

"It is indeed a creature of vital energy, and it has been refined with the Nine-Headed Serpent, a beast of water and fire. Its power is not lacking."

Xu Xuan nodded, and was about to put away the fierce armor when he suddenly saw the blazing fire falling straight down from the sky, as if the scorching heavens were descending.

The scorching fire, with the power to burn mountains and boil seas, caused the eerie demonic energy permeating the peak to hiss and evaporate and dissipate in an instant, as if it had met its nemesis.

Amidst the blazing flames and flowing light, a figure descended on fire, dressed in an apricot-yellow robe embroidered with mountain and river patterns in gold thread, quite extraordinary, echoing the light.

He was a man of imposing appearance, with eyes like large stars, naturally exuding an aura of majesty and mystery. His gaze was deep and focused as he looked at Xu Xuan.

The newcomer was none other than Song Shiyi, whose fiery supernatural powers surged and transformed, melting the rocks on the sacred peak and turning them into lava.

"So it was the Sword Immortal who warded off tribulations."

He smiled knowingly, his tone carrying a touch of aristocratic reserve.

"Has that [Great Wind Shakes the Sun Fan] fallen into the hands of the Sword Immortal? This fan has a deep connection with me. If the Sword Immortal is willing to part with it, I am willing to give him another spiritual treasure as a token of exchange. What do you think?"

The other party was not as aggressive as expected; on the contrary, they were quite polite.

'After all, he comes from an imperial family; he still has some dignity, unlike that Daoist Fuchen.'

Xu Xuan's heart stirred. He first suppressed the [Water and Fire Evil Armor] beneath the Thunder Pool, then took out the blue and white feather fan:

"But I wonder, what do you wish to exchange for it, fellow Daoist?"

Song Shiyi's gaze shifted, a golden flame seemingly flashing in his eyes before finally settling on the blue and white feather fan.

With a flick of his wrist, he produced a spirit sword that shimmered with the light of the vast ocean. The sword was dazzlingly bright, azure in color, and surrounded by an aura of immense power.

“I know that the Sword Immortal is missing a sword. This is an item passed down from the ancient [Buyang Palace], [Yangshui], a first-class spiritual treasure, with a [Disaster of Overthrow and Destruction] on it.”

"In terms of power alone, this sword is by no means inferior to the [Great Wind Shakes the Sun Fan]. Would the Sword Immortal be willing to exchange it?"

Xu Xuan hesitated slightly. He was currently in need of a sword. Although he already had the spiritual material to forge the sword, he still felt a slight urge upon seeing this spiritual treasure-level sword.

He asked Tian Tuo in his heart at this moment, only saying:
"Would you like to exchange it?"

The wonder of the 【Great Wind Shakes the Xun Fan】 lies in its correspondence with the Three Calamities. If one can find weapons of the Earth Thunder and Ding Fire, its power will increase further. However, this sword is a direct killing weapon.

"No change."

Tian Tuo's tone grew colder, and he sneered:

"【Buyang Palace】was destroyed by the Dragon Clan. There were many conflicts and conspiracies involved. Why are you getting involved in this karma for no reason? You might get caught up in the Dragon Clan's mess one day."

"The Great Wind Shakes the Sun Fan was created by Chang Han, a great alchemist from the ancient Xishan. It belongs to the Five Animal Mysterious Fans and has few connections, so you can use it with peace of mind."

Xu Xuan's gaze darkened slightly. He put away his feather fan and simply said:

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist, but this spirit sword is too precious for me to handle. I'd better not."

After speaking, Song Shiyi's expression remained unchanged, and he simply said:

"Since that's the case, then we won't force it."

Xu Xuan bid farewell and rode away on lightning. After he left, the fire on the peak suddenly intensified, completely burning the peak down and turning it into streams of lava.

"pity."

Song Shiyi's expression turned slightly solemn. He was extremely proud and naturally did not want to use his status as a descendant of the emperor to intimidate others. However, the other party's disrespectful attitude was somewhat infuriating.

The fire reignited, and this imperial descendant rode the wind upwards, disappearing without a trace.
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The peaks are lofty and steep, and the true qi permeates the air.

At the summit stands a mysterious platform, within which the light of true qi changes, resembling a pure white stone bead. The qi of the Dao permeates the area, causing cultivators to rise up on the wind and vie for this object.

"【The Divine Pearl of the Plain Dao】!"

As thunderclouds rolled in, a man in light armor with purple thundercloud patterns appeared. He looked like a young man, but his eyes showed signs of vicissitude. He drove a thunder chariot and rushed to the front of the peak.

It was none other than Gong Ming Zhenren of Yin Leishan. He had cultivated the "Riding Without Blame" technique, and in this chaotic situation, he could come and go freely, rarely being detained.

Moreover, he held a Mountain and River Thunder Cauldron in his hand, within which several purple thunderbolts changed, their power terrifying. With a casual strike, he could force others to retreat.

True Qi is a substance that can distinguish the genuine from the fake and is used in martial arts and Taoist cultivation. It has wonderful uses for all Taoist traditions, not to mention that True Qi is now the manifest path of the world, and that great man of Muwu Mountain is at the height of his power.

True Qi is close to the Dao, and its nature is perfect and complete, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, it often transforms into spiritual pearls. This [Plain Dao Divine Pearl] is one of the nine pearls of the True Qi [Cultivating the Spirit] path, and it is extremely rare in the world.

Xu Gongxiang rode his thunder chariot, brandishing his electric whip, and instantly rushed to the summit, where he joined forces with the three supernatural beings to seize the pearl.

The [Mountain and River Thunder Cauldron] in his hand unleashed its power. This object was the number one spiritual artifact of Thunder Mountain, containing three Purple Mansion Thunderbolts, corresponding to lightning, thunder, and swamp respectively. It had been refined over a long period of time and was in harmony with his life.

The power of this cauldron in his hands even surpassed that of the spiritual treasures of other sects. Three thunderbolts struck down, causing Xuanfeng to shake and his true qi to fluctuate.

He was overjoyed as he was about to acquire the pearl. With the wondrous power of [Riding Without Blame], he could easily escape unscathed from this chaotic situation, and with this precious pearl, his journey would be complete.

Suddenly, the apricot-yellow flames rose up, the fire lines congealing into a net, and abruptly descended, forcefully intercepting the [Plain Dao Martial Pearl].

A graceful figure emerged from the flames, a long, rosy-red dress swaying in the breeze, and a smile graced Xingyou's beautiful face. "Fellow Daoist Gongming, please give my regards to your old master."

Instead of summoning the Xin Jin Yu sword, Xing You unleashed a blinding blue light, causing the evil and desolate energy within the earth to transform into hundreds of monsters that devoured and attacked.

Xu Gongxiang immediately activated the Thunder Cauldron to sweep away all the monsters in the area. However, in that instant, the Xuan Pearl was already enveloped by the Li Fire and was about to fall into Xing You's hands.

"You damned bird!"

He naturally recognized the other party's origins. The Dan Bird clan had always served the Song family and was considered the leader of the demons in Dali. This Dan Bird was particularly skilled and had gained countless benefits in the cave.

Just as Xingyou was about to put the pearl away, she suddenly saw a burst of light rise up, and a torrent of demonic energy came, transforming into a nine-headed ferocious beast that opened its mouth to bite and instantly swallowed her Fire Net.

"【Nine Infants】!"

The red bird was slightly startled, for this beast was born between Kan and Li, an ominous sign of water and fire.

But in an instant, she realized that this thing was something like a spirit, not a true manifestation.

The red bird immediately dispersed, transforming into apricot blossoms formed from condensed fire, which drifted down gracefully.

The rain of apricot blossoms instantly burned away the light, causing the Nine-Headed Serpent to curl up again. And after this demonic energy, a silvery, shimmering sword light, as fleeting as the wind, slashed down.

The apricot blossoms in the sky were cleared, and Xingyou's figure was forced out. Her face was slightly pale. Looking ahead, she saw a man in a black robe with red clouds walking out, and the thunder sword in his hand was slightly illusory.

The [Plain Dao Divine Pearl] fell into Xu Xuan's hands. He smiled slightly and simply said:

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

“Xu Jianxian is unethical; he has repeatedly tried to steal spiritual items from me, a woman.”

Xingyou chuckled, but there was a hint of coldness in her eyes. She condensed her Fire Divine Power, and an extremely dangerous aura arose, faintly confronting Xu Xuan.

"Unfortunately, I need this spirit pearl to forge a sword, so I cannot give it up."

Xu Xuan's words were true. He planned to reforge Dan Ting according to the form of the [Jie Fa], and he needed a spirit pearl to place on the hilt of the sword as the pivot of thunder.

The red bird, however, focused its gaze on Xu Xuan's Heart Sword, its tone growing increasingly somber as it said:
"Does the Sword Immortal think I'm easy to bully? Time and again, he's used this nasty spell on me."

Xu Xuan understood the other party's meaning; this secret technique had offended Dan Bird somewhat. Just as he was pondering how to respond, the surrounding mountains began to shake.

The four symbols flowed in time, endlessly cycling, while the four corpses on the mountaintop all transformed into a strange phenomenon, and finally, the yin and yang energies all returned to that patch of azure yang light.

The 【Eastern Pole Yang Order】hangs high in the sky, its light of pale blue-white yang leaping and scattering down. It contains Daoist essence, which can be extracted by those in the Purple Palace. It can be refined in an instant and has the wonder of increasing one's Dao cultivation.

For a moment, all the cultivators disregarded the sunken peaks and forests, and soared into the sky to seize the light of the Lesser Sun.

Xingyou was too lazy to argue with Xu Xuan anymore and went to retrieve the Lesser Yang Light. This item could increase one's cultivation level and was more precious than any other spiritual object.

Among them, five beams of mysterious light were the most vast, stretching across the sky like rainbows and the sun, changing between blue and gold, with mysterious energy spreading in all directions, and scriptures manifesting within them.

These five beams of mysterious light each possessed unique wonders. Gradually, they condensed and transformed into Dao seeds: three green and two gold.

It is a legacy.

Tian Tuo's voice trembled.

The strange phenomena formed from the corpses of the four great supernatural beings eventually condensed into the Lesser Yang position, giving birth to these five Dao Seeds. These seeds not only contain inheritances but also possess a kind of life-force condensation wonder.

Auspicious clouds rose, a precious lotus bloomed, and the light of blessing descended from above the grotto, instantly snatching away a green seed. At that time, when the national teacher made his move, no one dared to stop him.

The light of the azure water rose, and the extremely powerful water magic transformed. A woman in a sky-blue dress walked out. Her appearance was serene and beautiful, and her aura was profound. She was just at the early stage of the Purple Mansion realm.

She had been hiding until now, and finally made her move. She was also carrying a faint dragon aura, which made the cultivators dare not stop her, and she easily took away a golden seed.

"She is of the human genus, but she should be a celestial being from the East Sea, serving the dragon race."

Tian Tuo spoke in a deep and serious tone, staring intently at the remaining Dao Seeds, his heart stirred. This item would be of great benefit to his cultivation in this life; if he obtained it, his path to enlightenment would become much clearer.

The light of the azure sky and thunder suddenly erupted, causing a communion between heaven and man, and a change in the seasons.

The white-robed Master Zhouyou had already taken off on the wind, shaking the ancient wind and thunder bell in his hand, preventing the cultivators from getting close, and instantly taking away a green seed.

"He might still be of some use in the heavens."

Tian Tuo laughed strangely, quite pleased with himself.

This green seed must be what he desires. If he obtains it, his cultivation speed will be greatly accelerated, and the inheritance within it is even more precious.

There were two remaining Xuan Seeds, one of which was blue and the other of gold. The blue one suddenly fell to the ground and melted into the soil, only to be taken away by a burst of Yin energy.

"The underworld."

Xu Xuan's gaze was deep and focused. He could sense this aura; it was the person who had broken his Nether Talisman upon entering the Cave Heaven—a cultivator of the Earth Subduing Dao!

The last Dao Seed hangs high in the sky, as large as a finger, the color of precious gold, surrounded by layers of Shaoyang Xuan light, possessing the wonder of the sun and moon in harmony, without the merit of the two polarities.

The Dao Stele within his body sensed something and saw the Dao Seed falling from the sky, heading straight towards his location.

The overwhelming light of Shaoyang surged into his body, subtly advancing his cultivation. He instantly grasped the many mysteries of [Dwelling in the Big Dipper] and could operate it with even greater ease.

Many Purple Mansions around him were itching to act, all looking at this Dao Seed.

This item alone has many wonderful uses for cultivating the Tao, not to mention that the inheritance within it can create a Lesser Yang Divine Power!
Xu Xuan's gaze was deep and unfathomable. He activated his supernatural powers and drew his sword.

Black and white lightning began to surge and crisscross above, while the Po Jun star, carrying boundless killing intent, hung high above, making this lightning tribulation even more terrifying.

The cultivators, terrified by the dazzling sword intent and lightning strikes, dared not look directly at it.

No one made a rash move. There were no fools in the Purple Mansion present, so why would they try to fight against the sword intent?

Even though the opponent had just broken through to the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm and his supernatural powers were not yet perfect, his imposing aura was undeniable. This sword immortal was already a first-rate figure below the Great True Person of this era.

Even the prodigy of the Changsun family suffered a loss at the hands of Huo Chan, let alone others.
A glimmer of hidden Yin light suddenly appeared, and the aura of the netherworld shifted, causing a strange feeling in the hearts of all the cultivators present.
A murky yellow rain fell from the sky, shaking the mountains and cracking the earth, where evil spirits lurked, spying on the human world, carrying an eerie and sinister aura.

From this strange phenomenon emerged a young man in a black and gold robe, his face pale and bloodless, his figure ethereal, as if a ghost had descended.

The loess crumbled and transformed into his body, the golden stream flowed and condensed into his blood, gradually solidifying his physical form and giving him an imperial aura.

A pair of wooden and stone-like eyes suddenly shone, turning left and right to look at Xu Xuan, bringing with them a chilling, ghostly aura that made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, their life hanging in the balance.

"A ghostly body from the underworld!"

Tian Tuo's voice suddenly became low and solemn, as if he had touched on some taboo, and he asked in a hesitant voice:
"The mid-stage Purple Mansion realm cultivator of the Futu lineage seems to be of Shu imperial blood?"

A strange smile appeared on the face of the person before him, revealing an arrogance that came from the depths of his blood.

His gaze was deep and unfathomable as he swept it over the golden Dao Seed in Xu Xuan's hand, his voice carrying an imposing and authoritative tone:

"The Great Red Lineage, having witnessed the Emperor's blood, why not kneel and pay homage?"

Xu Xuan remained motionless, as still as a deep pool and a towering mountain, but a strange guess arose in his heart, and he gripped the heart sword formed from lightning in his hand even more firmly.

"Oh?" The young man raised an eyebrow, a half-smile on his face. His gaze suddenly sharpened like a needle, piercing Xu Xuan. "Does your bloodline no longer recognize the blood of the Shu emperor? So you're a traitor too."

"You are of imperial blood?"

Xu Xuan finally spoke, his voice as cold as the wind, devoid of any emotion. Yet, the thunder in the sky grew even more intense, with black and white lightning intertwining and shifting.

The young man smiled calmly, stood with his hands behind his back, raised his hand, and golden blood dripped from his fingertips, turning into a radiant light.

“My lineage is that of Emperor Jing, and my ancestors inherited the position of Futu [burial order]. Before Emperor Wang ascended the throne, he had to respectfully address my elder brother as ‘elder brother’.”

The young man said calmly:

"The throne of Shu should rightfully belong to my ancestors."

At this moment, Tian Tuo spoke, seemingly recognizing the other party's origins, his tone solemn:
"Emperor Wang was not the eldest son of the legitimate wife. Above him was another imperial bloodline named Chen Yunxiang, who was originally the Crown Prince of the Great Shu and later became the [King Chengxiang]."

The person before him smiled slightly, and with a flick of his hand, summoned a large, dark gold spear. The aura of the Earth element spread out, suppressing all directions.

The power of this artifact is so great that it is almost second only to [Tian Shuai Yin Zhu] and [Jin Lin], and is on the same level as [Lie Que].

On the spearhead forged from black gold, a crimson flame burned continuously, causing the [Void Heavenly Flame] and [Six Harmonies Radiant Light] within Xu Xuan's body to subtly sense it, and a surge of grief and indignation rose up.

"It was this spear that killed the [Jiangxiao] Master of my temple."

Xu Xuan sensed something and focused his gaze, only to find that his opponent had already turned his spear around and sneered:

Do not repeat the mistakes of the past.

Golden lightning streaked across the sky, and divine lightning suddenly appeared. A divine general clad in golden armor descended, exuding a terrifying aura and divine power. The lightning surrounding his face gradually dissipated, revealing his true appearance.

This man had an aged face, white hair and beard, and a ramrod-like posture. He had arrived here from outside the cave in an instant, using a secret technique, and solemnly said:
"Since this seed has chosen my Thunder Judge, there is nothing more to say. [Du Li], now that you have obtained a [True Yang Seed], do not cause any more trouble."

The newcomer was none other than General Weihua, the master of the Thunder Department of Dali, and a highly respected and powerful figure in the Song family.

Now, thanks to the power of the divine path, this Purple Mansion cultivator's aura has reached the late stage, his supernatural powers have greatly improved, and with the blessing of the [Dou Shu Shang Fa Seal], ordinary late-stage Purple Mansion cultivators are no match for him.

"What if I say no?"

Du Li's gaze sharpened slightly, his tone low and menacing, carrying a chilling killing intent that stirred the many ghostly spirits in the crevice.

"You should definitely give it a try."

Wei Hua's tone grew colder, showing no sign of yielding. He stood in front of her, the divine aura within the golden lightning pressing down, confronting the area of ​​hidden Yin light.

"The underworld is not what it used to be; it's best to be cautious in your actions."

(End of this chapter)