Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 559 The Demon Gate
The vast desert stretches endlessly.

The golden light, like rosy clouds, scattered across the sky, only to be swept away by thunder in an instant. A lion's skeleton, as large as a small mountain, crashed down, reducing many ancient Qiang stone carvings to dust.

The star Po Jun shone brightly, exuding a murderous aura. Its profound and indescribable energy merged into Xu Xuan's divine powers, and the mystical phenomena were reenacted.

A ray of crimson light fell beside him, followed by a muffled sound.

"grown ups."

Xi Wuyai transformed into a half-dragon, half-human form, with golden-red wings billowing in the wind and a ferocious crimson dragon head.

His armor was torn, and there was a lot of water-like demonic light swirling around him, like white fish burrowing into his flesh.

The halberd in his hand, crackling with crimson lightning, hummed and trembled, enveloped in a viscous, watery white substance. The crimson lightning remained still, and the heat gradually subsided.

"This demon's water-based substance is effective against my spiritual lightning, otherwise..."

Xi Wuyai's tone was somber, revealing a hint of resentment.

In terms of cultivation, he and Jingxing belonged to the same level, both possessing a single divine power. He received divine blessing, while the other side had the assistance of a celestial demon; both relied on external forces, and both barely managed to touch the edge of a second-level divine power.

But Xi Wuyai is a true dragon, a descendant of the Great Sage, yet his physical body has been shattered by the opponent's demonic weapon.

Jing Xing looked calmly at him, a white jade divine wheel in his hand turning leisurely, radiating a demonic light.

This wheel is as large as a human head, made of jade, and carved with patterns of white fish, streams, and springs. Jade branches sprout from a golden pillar in the center, and it is encircled by silver bands to form a divine ring.

The Great Desire Wheel, a mid-grade spiritual artifact of the Water Transformation Path, has undergone refinement using demonic methods and has been further enhanced by his Purple Qi Divine Power, the Rejuvenating Splendor, resulting in a surge in its power.

Tian Tuo saw through the clue and said leisurely:

“The spiritual thunder is an unusual thunder, and the water is a naturally flowing water. The two are mutually restraining, but Xi Wuyai does not possess the orthodox spiritual thunder and cannot defeat the methods of the Delightful Demon Land.”

Xu Xuan's gaze sharpened slightly, then he turned to look at Xi Wuyai:

"Go and assist Senior Ru Su first."

Xi Wuyai immediately accepted the order and rushed off into the distance.

The turbid energy above the desert all shifted to the place where Tie Sui and Ru Su were fighting, obscuring the view and making it difficult for outsiders to see. At present, Xi Wuyai only transformed into a line of red lightning and rushed into it.

"Thunder Judgement".

Qinglang rode the wind forward and saw the sword wound on the body of the True Immortal of the Tribulation Removal, and was surprised and suspicious.

"To keep me in check."

Xu Xuan spoke solemnly, looking at the former Louguan cultivator before him. Under the perception of the [Primordial Order], the other party seemed to be a celestial demon descending to earth, hiding in a human body.

Even with the blessing of the Heavenly Demon and the protection of a spiritual artifact, Jing Xing, despite activating his supernatural powers, would still face certain death against a Thunder Sword Immortal.

Instead of retreating, he activated the Water Demon Wheel in his hand and laughed:
"Please draw your sword."

Xu Xuan stood on the clouds, his silver robes fluttering, lightning swirling around him, a pure silver light emanating from his hand, and golden energy and thunder raging on his Dan Ting.

The green jade stirred the celestial phenomena, gathering wind and thunder to trap Jingxing's figure.

Xiao Lei is not good at direct combat. Qing Lang was promoted not long ago and is not yet familiar with the Dharma body, which is why he was held back by the Vajra. Now that he is standing by and supporting the battle, he can do his best.

'The direct descendants of Louguan have actually turned into this.'

This young man from Shangxiao felt a pang of emotion. His secular name was Lin Yunlang, and he had met this direct descendant of the Louguan Yin family once in the imperial palace.

Lin Yunlang cultivated the Shangxiao Secret Technique, "Jingxiao Leilang Book," and was in charge of celestial phenomena for the Xiaolei Division. By using his magic to observe from afar, he saw that the life of the person in front of him had already been replaced by a celestial demon and could not be saved.

The so-called Heavenly Demon is someone who, once caught in a trap, has their mind invaded, and there is no way to save them.

The ancient immortal Nan Hua, who followed the Xuanyi Dao, nearly wiped out these external demons. Furthermore, the True Lords joined forces to seal them off, and the largest Heavenly Demon Crossing in the world was suppressed beneath Mount Sumeru.

Even so, there are still signs that these external demons are making a comeback.

Ultimately, the so-called Heavenly Demons are simply the evil thoughts and inner demons of cultivators reflected in the vast void, thus giving rise to something that is two sides of the same coin as the Immortal Path.

The more cultivators there are in the world, the stronger the Heavenly Demons become, making it almost impossible to solve. At present, we can only isolate them, not eradicate them.

A thunderous outburst interrupted his thoughts.

A sword light drifted down from the high sky, slashing towards Jingxing, while the Water Demon Light dissipated upon touching the lightning, proving utterly unstoppable.

Jingxing is not one of the six demonic manifestations, and his life has never been entrusted to the demonic land, so his ability to protect himself is naturally not as strong as that of the demonic manifestations.

Besides, so what if the Demon Image comes?

The essence of the Delightful Demon Land is still the Pure Land Dharma of Buddhism, and even the orthodox past-life Dharma practitioners have difficulty surviving under the thunder of the gods, let alone this Demon Land.
The gleaming silver sword blade slashed down, piercing the purple-robed youth's body, unleashing a burst of lightning that engulfed the area.

Xu Xuan's expression turned serious.

Dan Ting sliced ​​through the opponent's physical body without any resistance and thrust straight into the inner world, but a strange feeling came from the sword, as if it had cut into the ethereal clouds.

A strange smile appeared on Jingxing's face, and streams of white fat oozed from the gaps in his muscles and flesh, eventually condensing into his inner vision, where a slender, jade-like hand extended out.

This jade hand, which had been hidden for a long time, reached out and firmly gripped the sword's edge. The light of the demon rose up, endlessly, repeatedly turning into green smoke amidst the thunder.

"Today I will help the sword immortal overcome his inner demons."

Jing Xing's laughter was unrestrained, and his gentle and elegant eyebrows and eyes revealed a kind of bewitching power that made people afraid. Meanwhile, the jade hand that emerged from his inner vision stretched out inch by inch.

The water element prefers to be hidden and nurtured, and then bursts forth from the body.

The [Great Bliss Seed] he nurtured in his inner realm was left behind by the [External Law Freedom Desire Lord], or rather, the [Great Bliss True Demon Bodhisattva], and is an item corresponding to the Purple Palace in the [Desire Overflowing] Golden Position.

The way of transforming water belongs to the primordial order, and is further connected to the Heavenly Demon.

This seed of desire is nourished with the purest vital energy, and its only effect is to resonate with heaven and earth and bring down demonic trials.

Jingxing's physical body withered instantly, and his true spirit vanished in the ghostly wind in an instant, captured by skeletal ghostly hands, returned to the underworld, and disappeared without a trace.

"The Art of Walking Through the Darkness"

Xu Xuan frowned slightly, already having made a guess.

This must be a means of saving a life, and only this great master of the Dao of Hearing the Dark could protect Jingxing and ensure his safe departure.

Xu Xuan was about to draw his sword again, but the jade hand stopped Dan Ting.

Thunder erupted, and sword intent surged forth.

The delicate hand formed from the melted jade fat immediately fell down and then repaired itself at an extremely fast speed.

Then, she saw her fair, white hands forming a hand seal to cast a spell. The world was filled with colorful demonic light, and layers of dark blue-green energy appeared. Something seemed to fall from a great height.

Xu Xuan looked up and could vaguely see a stele standing above the light of the Demon Realm.

This stele is entirely black, carved from stone, and bears several indistinct ancient characters:
“Holding onto the dead, one is trapped in the demonic barrier of no thought.”

The first two characters on the stele were shrouded in a thick cloud, making them difficult to see clearly, and then the light of the demon immediately pressed down upon them.

His body was submerged in this intertwined and swirling demonic light. The surrounding scenery vanished in an instant, and the world felt cramped, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Tian Tuo?"

He called out in his heart, but there was only silence and no response.

Before him was only a section of fair white arm. Using this as a base, white fluid surged and quickly materialized into a woman with a cold and aloof face, dressed in a plain dress. She was someone Xu Xuan knew all too well.

Wen Si'an.

The surrounding scenery transformed into the Ming Si Hall atop Caiyun Peak, where Wen Si'an sat beside him, brewing tea.

Xu Xuan felt a kind of ignorance enveloping his true spirit. He should have lost his memory and been trapped here, but with the protection of pure energy, he was still conscious.

'Is this an illusion, or...'

Looking at Wen Si'an before him, he asked softly:
"Senior brother, what is it?"

"It's nothing. But I have to go."

Xu Xuan's expression darkened, and ignoring the woman's doubts, he unleashed a sword strike.

The sky and earth split open, as if a tattered cloth had been torn in two. The surrounding scenery quickly vanished, and a gust of wind and snow came rushing in.

His body transformed into the appearance of a young man, as if he had returned to Baigang.

Snowflakes were falling heavily in the sky, and people carrying corpses could be seen everywhere in the village. His hands were numb from the cold and had turned blackish-purple.

Amidst the bustling crowd, a long-browed Taoist priest draped in a dark robe approached, his presence accompanied by rising flames that dispelled the chill. His voice was deep and resonant as he spoke:

"Come with me up the mountain?"

Xu Xuan did not answer, but bowed and said only:

"Thank you, Master. I'm leaving now."

The surrounding scenery shattered once again like a mirror, with endless silver lightning rising and surging. He seemed to be sitting high in the sky, his appearance majestic.

Countless celestial soldiers and generals stood guard in all directions, the various phenomena of the Thunder Palace reappeared, the spirits of the land surged, and the laws of heaven hung high.

A celestial general in green robes emerged from the clouds. It was Liu Xingfang. His aura had changed, and he had reached the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. However, compared to Xu Xuan in the high heavens, he was as insignificant as dust.

He received the divine decree and read aloud: "The Big Dipper shines again, and the Earthly Thunder returns to its place. By the decree of the True Lord, the two offices of [Si Jie] and [Dong Xuan], and the two academies of [Dou Shu] and [Qu Xie] are hereby ordered to descend to the mortal realm immediately to redefine morality."

High in the sky, Xu Xuan gently raised his hand, and the thunderous and furious image that pierced through heaven and earth immediately moved. The large hand formed by silver lightning lifted up Liu Xingfang.

The disciple immediately knelt down and respectfully asked:
"My lord, with Fu Chen executed and Ding Huo under control, what should we do now?"

"I'm leaving."

A solemn sound echoed between heaven and earth, and silver lightning, as deep and impenetrable as a prison, rose up once more. Heaven and earth shattered, returning to the shroud of countless layers of demonic light.

Xu Xuan opened his eyes and stood amidst the dazzling light.

The stone tablet in the sky still stands, fully manifested, with the inscription: "Northern Yin Zhi Dai, Wu Nian Mo Guan".

The stele began to circulate with primordial yellow energy, exuding the meaning of origin and extinction. At times it seemed to be the root of the Great Dao, and at other times it seemed to be the source of the destruction of the law. It was extremely peculiar, causing the Taiqing Immortal Stele in Xu Xuan's body to vibrate.

A figure fell from this primordial yellow energy, struggled to stand up, and broke through the light to reveal a man.

This man was young, with a cold and stern expression. There seemed to be lightning hidden in his eyes. He was dressed in a well-fitting black robe with red clouds on it, and stood with his hands behind his back.

This is exactly what Xu Xuan looked like in his youth.

"Who are you?"

The young man who emerged from the mirror spoke with a stern tone, as if he were questioning someone.

"Xu Xuan."

Xu Xuan looked at the figure and spoke calmly.

"wrong."

The young man began to shake his head, a slight smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.

He began pacing around Xu Xuan's true form, and said leisurely:
“Your bloodline has absolutely no relation to the Xu family. Haven’t you thought of asking about it or investigating it all these years?”

Xu Xuan's pupils narrowed slightly, and the pure energy within his body subsided and became still. This was the first time he had ever encountered such a situation in his life.

The rising energy around him shook his mind, giving rise to all sorts of thoughts. He could only watch his younger self slowly pacing around.

“You seem to have a clear mind. Companions, teachers, power, and the path of cultivation—none of these can stop you or make you linger for even a moment.”

The other person leaned closer, a hint of mockery in their voice, and laughed:
“But you are a person without origin, without blood relatives, and without a place of origin.”

Xu Xuan suddenly raised his head, a feeling of standing on the edge of an abyss rising in his heart. Since he began cultivating the Dao, he had almost never suffered a loss in matters of the soul illusion by using the pure energy of the Dao stele.

But things are different now. What he is experiencing is actually a test of evil, originating from his own heart, not from external forces.

"So you want to attain a high position? Throughout history, anyone who seeks wealth must first understand the underlying causes. Otherwise, even if they attain a high position through spiritual connection, they are merely providing others with a reborn body for reincarnation."

"I am not the reincarnation of anyone."

Xu Xuan's tone grew increasingly somber as he looked at the churning, ever-shifting light around him.

"Whether you are or not is not important. If Jinwei believes you are a reincarnation, a former ruler returning, or an ancient person re-proving, then there is no room for falsehood."

The young man in the black Taoist robe stopped, his tone mocking, and continued:
"Besides, what proof do you have that you aren't? You can't be found in the cycle of reincarnation."

A sharp pain shot through Xu Xuan's head, and countless beams of light seemed to dance before his eyes, shaking his mind.

The young man burst into laughter, stirring up the surrounding light. He made a light cut across his abdomen, revealing an empty space with only a jade-like hand inside.

The hand transformed into a white fish, rippled through the light, and swam away into the distance.

The young-looking Xu Xuan laughed loudly, then quickly turned into ashes, returning to the primordial yellow energy.

As the light faded, heaven and earth reappeared.

It seemed like only a moment had passed when Qinglang stepped forward, looking rather anxious, and exclaimed:
"Judge Lei! Judge Lei!"

"nothing."

When Xu Xuan came to his senses, Jing Xing was already gone.

On another battlefield, the turbid evil had completely dissipated. Tie Sui was severely injured and fought his way back. Protected by the evil energy treasure palace, he fled northward.

The white mist inside Rusu's armor swayed as if shaken, his aura greatly diminished, and heavy black ash fire barriers covered his armor.

As for Xi Wuyai on the other side, he was more seriously injured, with one wing destroyed by the black fire, and he was bleeding profusely.

Ru Su rode the wind forward and said solemnly:
"I am seriously injured and unable to use my supernatural powers. I will first lead my men to completely occupy Yunxiang Prefecture. I request Fellow Daoist Xu to come to the aid of the south to prevent that Pure Land from continuing to spread."

"I only hope that you can take better care of my Tifeng Mountain."

His injuries are quite severe. Fortunately, his physical form is armored; otherwise, fighting a high-level cultivator of the highest level of fire would have resulted in serious injuries, at best, bone and muscle damage. One wrong move and his physical body would have been reduced to ashes.

Now, the fire barrier within Rusu's body is spreading, making it difficult to use his supernatural powers, so he asks outsiders for help.

Xu Xuan nodded slightly, then rode the wind and headed towards the radiant, pristine land to the south.

A vague sense of unease rose in his heart.

The Demon Lord of Desire clearly suspected something was amiss with him, and this time his methods were even more formidable, even involving the remnants between Bei Yin and Dai Qi.

'Does the Demon Realm now know my origins?'

His mind grew increasingly heavy, and this doubt permeated his heart, almost impossible to dispel.

If his memory is accurate, he should not be a person of this world, but rather someone who came from outside and whose soul landed here, yet he has almost no memory of his previous life.

Within the inner realm, golden and white mystical light fluctuated. Tian Tuo seemed to sense something amiss and solemnly said:
"Just now, Jing Xing triggered the [Demon Barrier of No Thoughts]."

"The barrier of no thought?"

"The object established by the Immortal Lord of the Northern Yin in the past, together with the Myriad Tribulations Artifact of the Thunder Palace, determined the cultivation path of cultivators to overcome the tribulation of thunder and subdue their inner demons. In this life, it should have manifested only when the cultivators have all five methods."

Tian Tuo spoke in a somber tone, as if he were filled with emotion.

Xu Xuan's mind gradually calmed down, and he told Tian Tuo everything that had happened to him.

Upon hearing this, the old demon fell into a daze and only spoke after a long while.

"Yes, I'm still missing this step to understand the cause of my past."

He muttered to himself, completely absorbed, not even responding to Xu Xuan's calls. The wondrous and radiant light emanating from the statue in front of the mansion swayed incessantly.

Xu Xuan sighed and looked ahead.

The Pure Land had already covered the six prefectures and was spreading towards Tianshui. Without further hesitation, he went straight there to kill.
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Something unusual is happening on Qinghu Lake.

Iron then harnessed the evil energy and fell from the sky.

The golden energy and crimson lightning on his body intertwined and tangled, constantly deepening the wounds on his body. He screamed in agony, and the black flames surged, causing towering waves to rise in the lake.

The Liao king's expression darkened, and he roared:
"Yin Yeqing!"

Ghostly energy rose, the lake water broke apart, and a skull-shaped platform appeared. On the platform was a fleeting soul, none other than Jing Xing.

He seemed to have been prepared, and with the activation of his magic power, a torrent of blood energy burst forth from the skull-shaped platform. Combined with demonic light, it reshaped his physical body in a very short time. However, there was still lightning entanglement in the inner realm, which was difficult to dispel.

The lake water turned crimson, and the stench of blood filled the air.

"What does Your Majesty need me for?"

Jing Xing smiled and rode the wind forward, while Tie Sui was furious and shouted:
"I have gone to great lengths to cooperate with you, but Ru Su is not someone to be trifled with. You keep saying you have ways to deal with that Jie-Breaking True Man, and I even went to great lengths to ask Xiao Wu Kui to help, but you just ran away!"

"That was a favor from the Sword Immortal. I was saving it for when she had mastered the Five Arts, but I regret believing your nonsense."

Jingxing maintained a gentle smile on his face, unhurried and composed.

He respectfully offered several healing pills before replying:

"The master is very satisfied with this operation."

Upon hearing this, Tie Sui, who was still furious, calmed down. His eyes instantly became clear, and his ugly, beast-like face twitched slightly, as if he were afraid.

"So it was the master's instruction. That makes sense."

He seemed extremely wary of this matter and dared not say more.

Jingxing, however, had a burning gaze and gently raised his hand.

The void cracked open, and a white fish surging with vital energy landed in his hand. Its face was human-like, and it even resembled the True Man of the Tribulation Repelling Realm somewhat.

The white fish opened its mouth, and a series of mysterious and unpredictable sounds rang out, which only reached Jingxing's ears and were difficult for outsiders to perceive.

His gaze darkened as he looked at Tie Sui:

"I urge Your Majesty to mobilize manpower to investigate Xu Xuan's background. Ideally, we should ask Senior [Lingji] to use the [Return to One Bloodline Disc] to test him."

"As agreed, the sword immortal's blood should have been left on the Sorrowful Tide Sword."

Purple energy swirled around Jing Xing, his supernatural powers radiating, and he smiled slightly:
"Once the Great Master Mingying has finished reaping his fortune, what harm is there in giving this Qinghu Lake to them?"

(End of this chapter)