Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 312 Humans and Demons, A Fair and Honorable Battle (4000)

The Hanhai Garrison and the Zhuoyang Garrison have long been merged into one.

After bidding farewell to the mountain lord, Zhang Yuanzhu soon arrived in front of a sky-blue glazed palace.

The palace remains as luxurious and solemn as ever, with the sound of waves crashing occasionally reaching the ears.

But the young man felt a sense of loneliness and decline.

He walked slowly to the palace gate and gently knocked on the door.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
"This junior disciple, Zhang Yuanzhu, has come to pay his respects!"

A knock on the door, accompanied by a young man's whisper, slowly drifted out.

A series of hurried footsteps then came from inside the palace.

crunch~
The gate opened, revealing a Taoist priest wearing a blue robe and holding a whisk.

The Taoist priest's face was filled with sorrow.

Bow with hands clasped!
"The mountain lord once said that if Senior Brother Zhang comes, we should immediately go to the main hall for a chat."

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Qi."

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded.

Following Qi Heng's steps, we entered the palace and headed towards the main hall.

Ta-ta-ta~
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed in the corridor, carrying a unique charm.

As the young man entered the hall, the thin old man sitting cross-legged at the foot of the steps immediately caught his eye.

Compared to two months ago, he looked much older, exuding an aura of decay, and his eyes were filled with turbidity.

"Yuan Zhu is back. It seems he has gained a lot from his two months of cultivation."

Zhang Yuanzhu remained silent, walked up to the old man, sat cross-legged, and faced him directly.

"Senior, do not worry about what will happen after you, I am here!"

His blood and energy were depleted, his mind was dulled, and he was almost at his limit, only able to keep going with his last bit of willpower.

A smile appeared on the face of the Lord of Hanhai Mountain as he addressed the blue-robed Taoist at the entrance:
"Heng'er, your senior brother and I have something to discuss. You stay outside the hall and prevent anyone from approaching."

"Yes, Mountain Master."

Qi Heng's eyes deepened with sorrow as he slowly retreated and disappeared from the hall.

At this moment, the old man shook his head at the young man:

"I have never doubted your promises. I've been waiting for you to come, just to ask you something."

The cloudiness in the eyes of the Lord of the Vast Sea Mountain cleared, replaced by clarity, as he uttered each word carefully:
"But there are still those who want to kill me. I am about to die and have no scruples. I am willing to use my last bit of strength to clear the obstacles for you."

He was determined to fight to the last drop of blood for the future of the Han Hai Dao lineage.

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his arms flat on his knees, looking directly at the old man with a gentle gaze.

"That's enough. The younger generation can handle the rest themselves."

"Senior, please don't worry, go in peace."

Let a person whose lifespan is coming to an end pass away peacefully. It would be too incompetent to make the elders exert their last bit of strength to handle the affairs of the younger generation.

As the words faded, the clarity in the old man's eyes vanished, turning into turbidity, and an aura of decline began to spread visibly around him.

The Lord of the Vast Sea Mountain no longer paid attention to the young man, leaned against the steps, his face relaxed and filled with reminiscence.

After a moment, he murmured:
"Two hundred years have passed since I knocked on the gate of immortality, and my black hair has turned to snow."

The vast ocean solidifies the bones of the Dao, and immortal soldiers seek the heart of the Dao.

A long wind sweeps across the jade palace, a lone crane disappears into the cloud roots.

Let us cast aside our eternal vows and leave them to future generations.

As the words fell.

The old man's life slowly faded, and he collapsed at the bottom of the steps.

The Lord of the Vast Sea Mountain, after two hundred years of seeking the Dao, has now lost his soul and all his efforts have amounted to nothing.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood up and looked at the old man's corpse.

Bow down!
He turned and walked out of the main hall.

Qi Heng appeared at the threshold, his face filled with sorrow, looking at the old man lying on the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked to the Taoist's side, paused slightly, and patted the Taoist's shoulder.

"The path to immortality is elusive, and life and death are unpredictable. Please accept my condolences."

Then, he walked past the Taoist priest, left the palace, and headed towards his own residence.

Ignoring the rising energy emanating from the palace behind him, he continued forward.

Soon, a spacious mansion came into view.

The formation was removed, the door was opened, and the door was stepped into the courtyard.

He stood by the pool, looking down at the spirit fish, his mind a little confused.

A moment later, all distracting thoughts vanished into one, and she whispered:
"The road ahead is difficult and arduous, but my resolve remains unchanged."

"At the end of the road, one should always take a look."

Zhang Yuanzhu took out a futon, sat cross-legged, and began to ponder the battle situation.

The masters of the three lineages—Refining Corpse, Beginning Cloud, and Vast Ocean—are all dead, in addition to the recent fall of the peak-level True Person of the Paper Doll lineage.

In less than six months, the forces of Xianbing Valley supporting the border suffered heavy losses.

Only the forces of Youming, Cangwu, Zhuoyang, and Jianzong remain relatively intact. However, with the resurgence of war, countless people will perish here.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of stale air, which split the pool water like a divine sword, creating layers of waves.

"In cultivation, only by increasing one's strength can one better protect oneself."

He is currently brimming with magical power, and in just a few months, he will be able to reach the end of the second level of Foundation Establishment and break through.

At that time, their power will inevitably surge again.

There is also a body-refining method that tempers the five internal organs, leaving only the heart, lungs, and kidneys. Once the circulation of Qi in the five internal organs is completed, the physical body will be strengthened again.

Now, let's cultivate ourselves!
A thought came to my mind.

Wisps of lightning rose from his body as he began to absorb spiritual energy to increase his cultivation.

Time flies like water.

After most of the cultivators returned, the ancient city rose from the ground and headed forward.

Wherever it went, mountains and rivers collapsed, and demons turned into bloody mud; its power reached its peak.

In just half a month, they traversed hundreds of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, arriving at the edge of Guyashan.

At this moment, the ninth level ceases to advance.

A bronze pot stood before the ancient city, emitting streaks of blue light, its power astonishing the world, forcing the pass to a standstill.

Beneath the bronze pot, an indescribable, vast battle formation stretched from the ends of the earth.

One by one, extremely powerful demons stood at the nodes of the great formation, leading the demons.

A surging demonic aura, mixed with the aura of war, covered the mountains and rivers, and permeated the heavens and earth.

The demon race uses Qi cultivation as soldiers, Foundation Establishment as generals, and Qi Condensation as commanders, forming terrifying battle formations.

At this moment, the sound of bells echoed throughout the ancient city. One by one, the disciples of the Daoist lineage emerged from their residences, climbed the city walls, and looked down with horror in their eyes.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood beside the mountain lord, his double pupils solemn.

He vaguely saw a majestic city behind the demons, exuding a terrifying demonic aura.

"They don't want to leave!"

"The demon land is hot and lacks spiritual energy, so naturally I don't want to leave."

Chen Zijing looked serious, his gaze fixed on the bronze pot that stood against the ancient city.

"A True Lord's magic weapon! The demon race is going to fight to the death!"

"Yuanzhu, if the fighting begins, form the Blazing Sun Formation and conquer together."

"it is good."

The young man nodded. This battle was dangerous, and there was no room for him to fight alone.

At this moment, not only Zhang Yuanzhu saw the city built behind the demons, but also the Wuliang Palace True Persons saw that demon city.

Each of them had icy eyes, radiating a chilling killing intent.

"Demons, you are courting death."

"Immediately unleash your full power, shatter the Spirit Refining Pot, and slaughter the demon race."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A series of long howls echoed through the heavens.

Since Wuliang Palace moved to Guyashan, it has driven away all the demons and occupied this area for thousands of years, and no demon city has ever been successfully built.

The ancient city shone brightly, unleashing a mighty force that suppressed the bronze pot.

Then, a precious pearl flew out of the city.

The pearl is crystal clear, reflecting the mountains, rivers, land, and all living things, as if a world has been pressed into it.

Almost instantly, it stopped in front of the Spirit Refining Pot. Rumble~ Rumble~
In the midst of the violent collision, billowing shockwaves were generated, interspersed with various colors of light, sweeping across mountains and rivers, tearing the earth apart, and leaving behind cracks that seemed to stretch endlessly.

The ancient city trembled slightly, shattering waves of air that rolled forward and crushed into pieces.

"Using the same old trick again, how laughable."

"Rise the city, kill!"

A hoarse roar came from behind the demons.

The demon city, only slightly smaller than the ninth level, rose from the ground and crashed towards them.

Like a dark green star, it came crashing down.

Boom!

The space itself was shattered, turning into a deep black.

One by one, the demons exploded atop the demon city, turning into blood and bones that merged into the city, making its power even more astonishing.

The ninth level was blocked just like that.

At the same time, demons roared across the land, and waves of attacks surged forth like a torrent, causing the ancient city to tremble and even retreat.

Several Boundless Immortals exchanged grim glances.

The next moment, the ninth level retreated thousands of miles of land.

Crunch!

The city gate opened, revealing the passageway.

"Fellow Daoists, leave the city and slay all the demons."

"This battle must be won!"

"Anyone who kills a demon in this battle will have their merits doubled."

At the shouts, the disciples of Wuliang Palace, led by Ning Sha Zhenren, walked out of the city gate and formed large formations.

Immediately afterwards, the Sword Sect, the Paper Doll Sect, the Golden Light Pavilion, and many other forces all left the city.

Chen Zijing looked solemn as he scanned the disciples around him.

"Leave the city and form ranks!"

We descended the city wall and left the ninth pass.

Zhang Yuanzhu, Elder Huo, the two elders, and the Hanhai lineage followed closely behind.

Standing amidst numerous forces, they formed the Blazing Sun Formation.

Waves of heat rose up, impacting all directions.

Before a cup of tea could be brewed, the ninth level was already engulfed in battle.

Whether it's sword energy soaring into the sky, resentment chilling the air, or radiance holy, its magnificent aura is no weaker than that of the demon race, and may even be stronger.

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

One person roared, ten thousand people howled, and millions of cultivators shouted in unison, shaking the heavens and the earth.

In the struggle between humans and demons, cultivators have always had the upper hand; otherwise, why would the demon race live in such a harsh and cold place?

There will be no surprises in this battle.

The ninth gate's city wall, with its flowing array patterns, emitted beams of light that then ignited, charging once more towards the demon city.

On the ground, the battle formation moved forward, charging ahead.

In the distance, powerful demons led their hordes of demons, moving forward at breakneck speed.

Humans and demons are getting closer and closer.

Boundless light collided with demonic energy, golden light intertwined with blood energy, and the world became increasingly oppressive, like a volcano about to erupt.

"kill!"

On the human side, a True Person from the Boundless Palace, standing firmly on the earth, roared, shaking heaven and earth.

His longsword swept across the heavens and earth, carrying a dazzling divine light as he slashed forward.

This is a powerful expert in the Condensation Realm, who leads from the front, combines battle formations, and unleashes his strongest combat power.

His longsword swept across the sky like a beam of divine light, invincible, and the howling of hordes of demons was all swept away and killed.

You can see waves of blood surging, staining the mountains and rivers red; such brutality and ruthlessness reached its extreme.

"Humans, you're courting death!"

The powerful demon roared, and a nine-headed golden lion stood up, brandishing a divine spear as it charged forward.

clang!
A human and a demon clashed, their weapons collided, the void exploded, and the sound reverberated for hundreds of miles.

As it brandished its spear, the demon race's great formation rose up, and the battle began.

"Kill them!"

The sounds of battle were deafening. As the two sides clashed, countless booming sounds, wails, and even the shattering of magical artifacts echoed in all directions.

puff!
Blood splattered frequently, the battle was incredibly fierce, and with every step taken, someone would fall, and demons lay dead on the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu, his red robes stained with blood, wielded the Measuring Ruler, crushing demons one by one, and led his disciples forward.

His eyes burned with intensity, as if the sun were embedded within them, radiating a fierce fighting spirit.

Boom!

A hoof descended from the sky, stomping down on the blazing sun battle formation, savage and domineering.

The powerful aura had barely been released when cultivators coughed up blood and retreated, and even Zhang Yuanzhu felt his body about to shatter.

"You dare!"

With a bright red pearl on his head, Chen Zijing let out a loud shout.

His body transformed into the great sun, striking horizontally towards the sky.

A duel between cultivators at the Condensation Realm begins in the heavens.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained calm, took a step forward, and took over the position of mountain lord, maintaining the battle formation and fighting against the demons.

The battles grew increasingly fierce, as if the heavens themselves were about to shatter, assaulted by killing intent, demonic energy, and magical power, causing violent tremors in all directions.

puff!
A head, half a corpse, fell from the sky, staining the heavens with blood.

The Wuliang Palace Master, who struck first, perished.

The nine-headed golden lion roared, its nine heads shaking the very soul. Wielding a dazzling divine spear, it shattered the protective technique of the Boundless Palace True Man, severing his head and leaving a trail of blood.

"No!"

A cultivator from the Boundless Palace cried out, his expression sorrowful and filled with resentment.

"Roar~" A real person roared in the distance, wanting to come to this place, but was stopped by the enemy in the end.

This is the battlefield, where life and death are predestined, and it is extremely cruel.

"Nine-Headed Golden Lion, I'm here to kill you!" roared the Ning Sha True Man.

It was a powerful figure dressed in lapis lazuli iron armor, covered with one hundred and eight divine rings, like a god descending to earth. He broke away from the battle formation, charged into the sky, and started another duel.

"Concentrate, follow me and kill!"

Zhang Yuanzhu roared, reminding the many disciples behind him who were lost in thought. The long ruler in his hand was like a fire dragon, waving and moving.

One by one, charred demon corpses fell to the ground.

The disciples then realized what was happening, maintained their battle formation, and launched an attack.

The young man's eyes were cold as he strode forward through the crimson light, wielding the Heaven-Measuring Ruler in his hand to slay the demons.

Dang~
The long, white ruler was blocked.

A golden crocodile, leading a horde of demons, stood in front of the battle formation.

This is a strange beast at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, dangerous and powerful.

The human and the demon locked eyes, their gazes meeting in mid-air, one cold and the other bloodthirsty.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

Without a single wasted word, both sides attacked simultaneously, engaging in the most intense duel.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his arm, his five fingers shifted, and he formed a fist, in which the sun, moon, stars, heaven and earth all transformed into his palm.

With a single move, he unleashed the Qiankun Seal, holding nothing back.

The golden crocodile roared, its scales clanging, and its claws rose, slashing down like celestial blades, creating ripples in the space.

Boom~
The deafening roar continued unabated.

Both the human and the demon were extremely confident, combining hundreds or even thousands of moves into a single strike, determined to decide the victor and their fate in the shortest possible time.

It was as if two great suns, one red and one gold, were crushing and colliding with each other on the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu held the sun and moon in his hands, carried the stars on his back, and had a measuring ruler on his head. He took nine steps and threw nine punches in succession.

Under the incredulous gaze of the golden crocodile, it shattered the scales and smashed the beast's head.

A mutilated corpse lay floating on the ground as the light faded.

The young man collected the demon corpse and continued to fight off the horde of demons.

The old man and several other great cultivators in the battle formation breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the young man was unharmed.

(End of this chapter)