Great Red Immortal Sect

Chapter 565 Taibai Gujin
Rare mountains.

The towering, steep mountain was cut in half, leaving it extremely smooth. Its surface was covered with a faint golden glow, and the aura of the Geng metal soared into the sky.

Dark clouds gathered at the foot of the mountain, and the divine thunder within the clouds, empowered by the metal element, became even stronger.

The land north of the mountains is a scorched wasteland.

The Taoist priest, dressed in a golden moon-black robe, stood on the clouds. He was middle-aged, with a cold and stern expression, and his aura was like cold snow. The Geng metal energy between heaven and earth changed with his thoughts.

He stood with his hands behind his back, and the place where he stood was the border between Li and Liao. Lei's troops had taken the opportunity to capture Xishan.

To the north were ferocious-looking deities and demons with beast-like faces and demonic bodies, and there was also a Pure Land shining brightly, with Vajra attendants standing there. There were more than one great master here, but none of them dared to take a step forward.

Except for that blood-red figure.

"Stop the cliff!"

A thunderous roar echoed between heaven and earth, and a surging river of blood rose into the sky, transforming into dragons and snakes, and condensing into the sun and moon.

The blood-soaked youth streaked across the sky like a shooting star, unleashing an extremely terrifying divine intent that shattered the void in his path.

"You have lost."

Zhiya's voice was cold, but Feng Yan did not back down. Instead, he became even more frenzied, his fists aimed straight at the Taoist's face, his blood energy condensing into a rainbow, stirring up the golden energy.

Suddenly, strange phenomena appeared between heaven and earth, with white bones filling the fields and blood flowing like rivers. A mound of corpses, layer upon layer, stood there, its murderous aura soaring to the sky, knocking down the enemy.

Geng metal possesses supernatural powers, [and is used to punish disrespect].

Zhiya raised his hand, his tone solemn:
"Respectfully request the gold from Venus."

Golden vortexes appeared between heaven and earth, countless swords, spears, and halberds materialized, unleashing a vast and sharp aura. Thousands of golden streams bombarded the blood-red shadow, pinning it down and slicing it apart, causing it to fall from the sky.

【Tai Bai Wu Lu】 is a powerful killing technique of the Geng Metal element, capable of commanding troops to achieve victory.

This Tai Zhen Sect Master has mobilized 3,600 soldiers, and he alone has made it difficult for the Liao army in the north to get any closer.

Feng Yan's armor had long been shattered, and countless golden swords pierced his body, instantly turning him into a cloud of blood mist. A light rain of blood then began to fall between heaven and earth.

Within the Liao army lines, several demons' throats twitched slightly, clearly showing their craving.

If they weren't afraid that General Feng Yan would blast them into ashes with a single punch, these demonic cultivators would have gone up to receive this rain of blood.

Fu Yixuan's blood was from a great cultivator of Blood Qi, making him comparable to the most top-tier medicine for the Blood Qi Demonic Path.

As the golden light dissipated, the blood energy once again coalesced into a physical body. Despite enduring such devastation, Feng Yan remained vigorous and remarkably healthy.

Despite some resentment, he still rose into the air and looked at the group of Liao Kingdom cultivators behind him:

"retreat!"

The Pure Land radiated light, instantly engulfing the vast number of cultivators within it. It broke through the void, received the guide, and departed, while Zhiya above did not pursue them.

Golden lightning surged, and a divine general descended on the wind, a smile appearing on his aged face. He bowed and thanked him:
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Mei, otherwise I'm afraid I would have had to fight a tough battle today."

Zhiya returned the greeting, showing great respect for this Master Weihua, his expression softening slightly:

“Feng Yan is difficult to deal with. I should have let Fu Chen’s Ding Huo handle him. I only managed to drive him back. With his supernatural abilities, he will recover in a few days.”

What he said was true, and he did not exaggerate.

In recent years, the most troublesome person on the frontier has been Feng Yan. No matter how serious his injuries are, he can recover at an extremely fast speed.

The two headed toward the thunderclouds, and many immortals along the way paid their respects. There were already six or seven immortals from the Purple Mansion alone, plus many Thunder Department soldiers, making it a truly grand formation.

As the golden aura arrived, Mei Ye descended on the wind, and upon seeing the elders of the clan, respectfully greeted them:

"My lord, the Xishan Mountains have been pacified, and Qinghua is almost finished. Only the Dai region remains."

"Now we need to make thorough plans and mobilize manpower before we can take it down."

Upon seeing this junior, Zhiya's expression visibly softened:

"You will be in charge of handling matters in the north. You can have more contact with Lei's troops in the future."

"Yes."

Mei Ye respectfully accepted the order, then, as if remembering something, said only:

"My uncle is still traveling; this matter should be handled by him—"

"Hmph, Jianzhen is always so irresponsible, wandering around aimlessly. Don't bother with him." Zhiya's tone wavered slightly when Wan Jin was mentioned, as if he was somewhat displeased. He waved his hand, indicating that Mei Ye should not say anything more.

He then followed Wei Hua forward to the highest platform.

This place is surrounded by golden thunder and rising dark clouds, seemingly directly connected to the Thunder Department.

After a brief silence, Zhiya spoke:
"What are His Majesty's intentions now within the grotto-heaven? Are there any plans to attack the Dai region?"

Wei Hua's expression faltered slightly, he sighed, and continued:

"Yes, there is. His Majesty Tianchi went to the Hanging Temple and persuaded that Ancient Boat Bodhisattva."

“When the war begins, this Bodhisattva will head north. With his cultivation level, he will be able to influence the course of the war.”

"The Hanging Temple?"

Zhiya's expression softened slightly. As a great master of the Gengjin Dao, he naturally knew the power of such ancient teachings.

That ancient boat had attained the stage of non-retrogression, achieved enlightenment and perfect awakening, possessed unimpeded supernatural powers, and was untouched by karma.

The difficulty of ancient Buddhist cultivation far surpasses that of the current Purple Gold Daoist methods. With that monk's comprehension, if he were to switch to the Immortal Path, he would surely be a figure destined for the Purple Peak.

As the leading Buddhist and Taoist temple in Dali, the Hanging Temple rarely makes any moves and is not well-known, but it has a very profound heritage.

"One more thing."

As the golden light gradually brightened, it illuminated Wei Hua's aged face, and a hint of hesitation crept into his voice:

"Your Majesty wishes to establish a divine capital in Lizhou, proclaim it to the world, and bestow titles upon the divine departments, dividing them into six categories: Mountain, Water, Thunder, Fire, Calamity, and Fortune."

Upon hearing this, Zhiya's eyes gradually sharpened:
"The founding emperor once said that the capital should not be established, and that the court should at most go to the grotto heavens to discuss matters. Now that Your Majesty wants to break this rule, has he consulted the Emperor?"

"The Emperor agrees."

There was a hint of helplessness in Wei Hua's words, suggesting that he did not have much approval for that emperor.

"As you know, he is the incarnation of the Vermilion Bird. After all, it is a debt owed by my Song family that should be repaid, so naturally we granted his request."

Zhiya simply shook his head and sighed:

"The matter of the former ruler is fine for humans, but what I fear most is that it has been overseen by deities or immortal beasts. I believe I am originally of the Geng Metal lineage, and even if I were to reclaim my position, I would still have to bear the label of 'Geng Wu'."

He spoke of these things without any hesitation in front of Wei Hua, and the old master of the Song family did not show any change in expression.

The Song family has close ties with the Black Fiend lineage, but in reality, they are not close to the lineage of the former Gengwu Immortal. Instead, they are closer to an elder who ascended to immortality early on.

Now, only the Imperial Preceptor of the Qi clan is in power. This is only because the Zhao court collapsed tragically, and the higher-ups took pity on them and preserved one branch of the family.

"According to the imperial decree, the capital city will probably be established soon. At that time, the Great Li Immortal Path will have to send people there to truly meet the emperor."

Wei Hua looked sentimental and then said:
“Our clan belongs to the Nanli clan, and we have always been on friendly terms with the Taibai clan. In future battles, we will probably need to rely on the strength of your clan.”

"Metal artifacts are meant to be tempered by the fires of war."

A golden wind howled, and divine thunder shone brightly. Zhiya looked towards the south, his tone growing increasingly somber:
"Muwu Mountain has been closed for so many years. With the decree issued, it is time for them to emerge. Putting aside everything else, at the very least, this mountain will not let that demon Feng Yan go."

"That great man has been sitting in the True Qi position for many years. If he wants to advance further, he must perform the act of subduing demons. At that time, his power will be as great as the Thunder Palace returning."

Wei Hua nodded, seemingly in agreement:
"Currently, the highest-ranking Golden Core cultivator is still Fu Chen's [Bitter Day] True Monarch, who is already in the late stage. Mu Wu's [Northern Saint] is also a master in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. True Qi is the Great Dao of Subduing Demons, so the matter of attacking Liao still requires the help of this mountain."

"Subdue the Demon."

Zhiya's gaze was deep and unfathomable, looking beyond the void to the west, where he seemed to see a silver lightning bolt in the direction of Qinghu Lake, as well as a turbid tear shrouded in dark light.

"[Tears of Sorrow for All] have fallen upon your sect's Tribulation-Slaying Sword Immortal. What should be done with him?"

Wei Hua shook his head slightly and said only:
"What else can we do? This thing is troublesome, but it will be fine as long as we suppress it carefully. Unless he is determined to ask His Majesty Jin to specifically mention him in the cave, which would be a good opportunity for him to come to the capital to meet the Emperor. We'll talk about it then."

"She Lei's pursuit of gold is a dead end. Whether or not he sheds a tear of sorrow is of little significance. Even Deng Zhuoxin was not able to do it back then, and his path was already cut off."

Zhiya remained silent and withdrew his gaze.

As a true inheritor of the immortal path who knew the cause of Deng Zhenren's death, Taizhen had always remained silent about the matter.

Wei Hua was hinting at something, but Zhi Ya refused to say anything more.

This Gengjin Grand Master secretly thought:
'Bei Lei's death was not unjust.'

(End of this chapter)