Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 272 New Features, New Path Choices
The purple-robed old Taoist priest stopped wielding the thunder ruler, which detached from his palm and floated in the air.

Crackling!

Azure lightning flashed and gathered in front of the lightning ruler.

The old Taoist priest quickly took out a purple pill from his robes and swallowed it in one gulp.

In an instant, his aura began to surge at a visible speed.

The old Taoist priest's expression grew increasingly stern as he coldly stared at the young man in black robes.

With mysterious footwork, he stretched out his palms and formed various hand seals.

An aged voice, accompanied by thunder, echoed across the heavens and the earth.

"The Qian and Kun trigrams, the Five Elements return to their origin, the Nine Heavens respond to the Yuan Temple, the Thunder City has twelve towers."

boom!
Boom! !
Boom! ! !
The thunder was deafening, and countless bolts of lightning converged and intertwined, transforming into a vast city that blotted out the sky.

The city is majestic, exuding antiquity and awe.

The moment it appeared, large swathes of ice snakes tore into ice crystals, and even the thousand-foot-long ice snakes were crushed into the sea of ​​stars, unable to hiss.

"Whoever you are, the game is over!"

The old man stepped forward and placed his palms on the thunder ruler in a prayer-like mudra.

"Imperial Decree, Nine Heavens Divine Thunder!"

Boom!

The city formed by lightning collapsed!
All the lightning bolts converged in an indescribable way into a deep blue bolt of lightning, which descended from the sky and struck down towards the youth.

The thousand-foot-long ice serpent shattered, countless ice blades were smashed, and dozens of miles of starry sea were extinguished.

In this world, there is nothing but destruction.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu's expression turned serious; his opponent had taken banned drugs, causing a surge in strength.

"Ah!"

The young man chuckled softly, loosened his clasped hands, and stopped making hand seals.

With his palm outstretched forward, a jet-black talisman, radiating wisps of demonic energy, appeared in his hand.

"This boring game should end!"

As the words fell, the talisman obtained from the donkey burned directly.

Layers of dark light appeared out of thin air, carrying the deepest demonic intent.

Laughter, curses, and cries—all sorts of demonic sounds permeated every nook and cranny of the surrounding area.

The young man raised his five fingers and exhaled.
"kill!"

The dark light surged, resembling five demonic swords striking upwards against the sky.

Five demonic swords and deep blue lightning, continuously
near!

near!!
Get closer!!!
Until they touch!

There was no stalemate; the lightning was instantly pulverized by the demonic sword and vanished completely.

Five beams of demonic light crisscrossed and engulfed the old man.

The thunder and lightning that filled the sky vanished at that moment.

The Foundation Establishment Realm is a series of stages, and with the talismans of the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, killing someone at the third level of Foundation Establishment is an easy task.

Even if thunder can suppress evil, it won't work.

Sensing the old Taoist's fading aura, Zhang Yuanzhu extended his hand and gently beckoned.

A pale blue ruler floated down from mid-air.

This was the only thing the old Taoist priest left behind; all the other items were destroyed by the demonic light.

Clench your fists together, fingers gripping the long ruler, feeling the tingling sensation in your palms.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep, hoping that this low-grade spiritual artifact would not disappoint him and would make up for some of his losses.

Whispering in my heart:

'Take control!'

The ruler disappeared.

Deep within the soul, the mirror formed by the flickering red and blue divine light atop the Seven Treasures Tree began to undergo subtle changes.

Control: [Level 2] Azure Ruler (Trait: Thunder Soul)

"Thunder Soul?"

"Add the corresponding attribute qualification."

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke softly, his brows furrowing slightly.

To enhance his attributes, he already possessed the [Characteristics] Fire Soul and Metal Soul, and now he added Thunder Soul. After pondering for a moment, the young man put away the Xuancang Ruler.

He hadn't yet decided on the ice-attribute cultivation method for the Qi Condensation Realm, the fire-attribute cultivation method for the Qi Refining Realm, or the attribute cultivation method for the Foundation Establishment Realm. After all, it concerned his own path of cultivation, so he had to be extremely cautious.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanzhu cleaned up the battlefield traces and retrieved the storage bag that had fallen when he killed the small fry.

Then, they sped away in their flying boat.

On the yellow jade boat, there were eight storage bags, all of which were spoils of war left over from the initial killing of cultivators.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged on a futon, casually picked up a storage item, looked through it, and quickly threw it into a corner.

Aside from spirit stones, they held little value for him.

After that, he picked up each storage bag, looked through them, and then threw them into a corner.

Finally, in the last storage bag, a jade slip appeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu had been casually investigating, but a hint of interest gradually appeared on his face.

The jade slip contained neither cultivation techniques nor magic spells, but a letter.

A letter from the Puppet Sect reveals the discovery of a treasure land, but it has been occupied by ancient demons. The letter invites cultivators from the Star Sea to join forces in defeating the demon race and sharing in the good fortune.

The jade slip also included a map at the end, indicating the target location.

"The demonic path shares destiny, how interesting!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled.

He had already noticed many anomalies from just a few lines of information.

It should be known that the Star Sea was originally the land of the demon race, but it had long been conquered by the demonic path.

Now that a treasure trove has been discovered, even if the demon race occupies it, there's no need to announce it to all cultivators and launch a joint attack. We can simply send our own ancestor there.

There are many unreasonable aspects to this.

Lost in thought, they clasped their hands together.

Bang!
The jade slip exploded and turned into powder.

Dust swirled, and the young man's lips curled into a carefree smile.

He has always craved opportunities and dangers, and he would be even happier if he could cause trouble for the demonic path.

Moreover, the location described by the Puppet Sect was conveniently on the way.

Since it wouldn't be a waste of time, he wouldn't mind going to take a look.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanzhu made his decision, steering the flying boat forward at an even faster speed.

At the same time, he took out the jade slip containing the "Yao Guang Xing Yi" (a book on jade pendants) and continued to read it, while constantly practicing with his outstretched hands.

Time flies like water; half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Yuanzhu, wearing a Xuanwu Nuo mask, sat upright on a yellow jade boat, a layer of star-patterned gauze draped over his body, moving gracefully even without wind.

He looked ahead with his double pupils, his eyes filled with solemnity.

It was a huge island, and he couldn't see the edge even with his eyesight, but judging from its general outline, the coastline must have been at least several thousand miles long.

The island is lush with greenery, ancient trees stand tall, and the sandy beaches are golden, creating a scene straight out of a painting.

Beyond the island, cultivators stood in the sky, some demonic, some evil, and some from unorthodox sects. The powerful ones were like real people, while the weak ones were only at the fourth or fifth level of Qi Refining.

The densely packed cultivators filled the sky, all looking down at the island.

Zhang Yuanzhu piloted his flying boat and slowly approached, merging into the group of cultivators without causing much of a commotion.

Only the nearby cultivators glanced at it briefly before turning their gaze away.

The young man made no unnecessary movements, carefully examining the island, sensing a mysterious aura emanating from it.

This aura was extremely faint, yet undeniably real, much like the aura emanating from the golden elixir talisman he once held in his palm.

Immortal, vast, and frighteningly high in essence.

'Golden Core True Lord!'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself.

"Fellow Daoist, you also came to this island because of the Demonic Cult's decree to jointly fight against the demon race."

A clear, crisp female voice came from the side.

It was an exquisite pavilion shrouded in mysterious light, and the sound came from inside the pavilion.

The young man placed his arms flat on his knees and slowly responded:
"If someone can come here, are there any exceptions? The imperial edict contains too many questions, so naturally I have to go and see it."

"The demonic path is cunning; they deliberately left us in suspense, luring us here."

"I've been fortunate enough to know a little about the island. Would you be willing to come in and chat, fellow Daoist?"

(End of this chapter)