Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 332 Taking Action, Annihilating a Lineage (4000 words)

Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the woman before him, his double pupils gentle, and reached out to brush away the stray strands of hair from her pretty face.

"My heart has already pledged itself to the Great Way; if I do not reach the end, how dare I be tempted by the scenery along the way?"

The young man, composed, looked directly into Pinkie Pie's gradually dimming eyes and whispered:
“I will attain enlightenment, I will reach the summit, and when I look back, I will have restored everything.”

The woman looked up at those double pupils.

The next moment, he hugged the young man tightly, pressing his cheek against his chest, feeling his heartbeat.

Her red lips parted slightly:
"You are a true dragon in this world, destined to soar to the heavens. I am a clear spring on earth, silently praying that you will be invincible among men and attain the Great Dao."

"That's enough, I'm satisfied."

As the words fell, the woman left his embrace and gracefully disappeared into the mountains.

Zhang Yuanzhu smelled the faint fragrance clinging to his robes, his expression inscrutable, and gazed at the distant mountains.

A moment later, magical power surged, and the warship sped away.

He stood at the bow of the ship, his eyes deep, planning the way forward.

Since the Azure Sky Cult refused, the only option for Immortal Soldier Valley is to join forces with Vast Ocean and Azure Thunder.

The three lineages, when united, wield considerable influence within the sect.

Next, it will be...

The young man raised his head, looking towards the direction of the corpse refining and the Chu Yun lineage, a grin spreading across his face:
"Gentlemen, I am here to settle the matter of cause and effect."

Four days later, Zhang Yuanzhu put away the warship and returned Dahuang to the pet bag.

Immediately, the young man concealed his aura and strode towards a mountain range shrouded in a pale yellow aura of corpses.

As he stepped forward, wisps of corpse energy emerged from his body, churning and swirling, exuding an eerie aura.

He trod through withered branches and fallen leaves, crossed mounds of graves, and traversed the mountains, constantly searching and sensing the presence of powerful individuals.

I have come here for only one purpose: to eliminate future troubles and eradicate them completely.

He moved extremely fast, and in less than four hours, he stopped at the foot of a great mountain.

The young man's eyes were sharp as he carefully observed the mountains and sensed the energy within them.

Above the great mountain, the air was thick with the aura of death, and remnant souls and corpses swayed about, occasionally emitting sharp whistles.

There were also several extraordinary auras hidden deep within, yet not revealed.

"This is the main lineage of corpse refining, not bad at all."

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes gleaming with a dark light, carrying a demonic nature that could destroy everything.

At this moment, the youth was like a great demon walking among men, silently watching the mountain.

With one step, all the formations and corpse energy automatically dissipated.

With the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger, he charged straight towards the point where the energy was strongest.

Boom~
With a deafening roar, the pitch-black coffin rose into the air and exploded.

A tall figure appeared, looking down and roaring:
"Who dares to infiltrate the Corpse Refining lineage?"

There was no response, only a hand covered in corpse energy, which crossed the sky and pressed against his chest.

bang~
The upper body exploded, blood and bone splattered, and half of the remains fell to the ground.

"First!"

Zhang Yuanzhu flicked the blood from his fingertips and walked towards another aura.

Wherever it passed, the corpse energy boiled, dark light burst forth, and disciples turned into blood foam.

Wailing and screams became the only sounds in the world, and blood covered the mountains and rivers.

Struggling and resisting, kneeling and begging for mercy, fleeing in panic—all walks of life unfold in the mountains.

The result was exactly the same.

There was no escape, no way to avoid it; only death remained.

"Those scoundrels from the Demonic Sect, are they determined to fight Immortal Soldier Valley to the death?"

The old man, draped in a yellow robe, stared at the demonic figure before him and roared with all his might.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained indifferent, uttering not a single wasted word. Dark light shone from his eyes, intertwining and transforming into two demonic swords.

kill!

boom! boom!
A piercing sonic boom, accompanied by a bone-chilling sharpness, instantly engulfed the old man, turning him into dust.

He's just a Foundation Establishment Level 4 cultivator; he doesn't even have the qualifications to stand in front of him.

"the second!"

He has already killed two Foundation Establishment cultivators.

As expected of a lineage, I thought that all the Foundation Establishment cultivators had died out in the border war.

I didn't expect them to be able to unleash such power before their destruction; that's quite interesting.

Zhang Yuanzhu used his spiritual sense to search, unleashing his 'Insight' eye technique to examine every mountain and river, finding no corpse-refining cultivator capable of hiding there.

The vast mountain range, stretching for thousands of miles, from east to west and from south to north, was swept clean by him again and again.

He stopped in front of the dark attic when all hope was lost.

The attic was surrounded by dense patterns, rising light curtains, and hateful gazes.

“Demon, we have already notified the sect. With such genocidal acts, even the Puppet Sect cannot protect you.”

A gaunt old man sat behind the formation, uttering each word slowly and deliberately.

The old man's expression was ferocious, filled with chilling murderous intent.

The hatred in my heart cannot be washed away even if all the water in the world is poured out.

The Corpse Refining Technique is finished!

The middle and upper-level cultivators are almost all dead, and with the mountain lord and two elders having perished at the border, he is now the only dying old man left in the entire lineage.

Even if they survive this calamity, they will no longer be able to be one of the thirty-six lineages.

"Major overhaul of the seventh level of Foundation Establishment!"

Zhang Yuanzhu let his arms hang naturally, coldly staring at the old man.

All that's needed is to break through the formation, kill the enemy, and leave in the shortest possible time.

With a slight tilt of his body, a simple movement, the young man's figure seemed to rise infinitely, pushing aside the air for dozens of miles around, emitting a series of whistling sounds.

With arms raised and fingers shifting, in less than a moment, the movements have already occurred hundreds or thousands of times.

Each transformation represents the pinnacle of a skill or a spell.

The stench of death was boiling, reflecting various scenes.

Snowflakes fall, red lotuses sway, the sun and moon soar in the sky, and the sea of ​​stars shines brilliantly...

These images, as they shift with the fingertips, become increasingly realistic, propelling the fist forward.
forward!

Keep going forward!!

Boom!

The heavens and earth trembled, and unparalleled fist light burst forth, filling the vision of all living beings and engulfing everything.

Click! Clang!

The sounds of shattering and colliding metal echoed amidst the flash of fists, then fell silent.

In a fleeting moment or an eternity, the light of the fist dissipated, and all the formations and pavilions vanished.

Only the old man with a gaping hole in his chest knelt on the ground, struggling to raise his head.

"You're not from the Demonic Sect, you...you are..."

Snapped!
A hand landed on the old man's head.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his face, revealing a pair of deep and eerie eyes.

"The road to the underworld is long, go."

Bang!
The head and body turned into a blood mist, which was then swept away by the dark light and disappeared completely.

He reached out and scooped up the fallen storage bag.

His mind trembled, and his magical power erupted.

Boom!

The vast, dark light transformed into a boundless ocean, washing away all traces until nothing remained.

He turned around and walked down the mountain.

With a few steps, the figure vanished and disappeared.

Less than an hour after the young man left, several streaks of light shot out and hovered above the mountain.

“This…this is…” a cultivator murmured, staring at the mountain in disbelief.

"The Corpse Refining Technique is ruined; it seems to be the work of a demonic cultivator."

The man, clad in a star-patterned robe, extended his hand, and wisps of corpse energy and black mist rose from the ruins, gathering in his palm.

The man manipulated his five fingers, relying on the energy within his palms to perform a full-scale deduction.

puff~
The corpse's aura exploded, and the dark light vanished.

The man in the star-patterned robe shook his head at the people beside him.

"The opponent has a treasure that conceals their aura, making it impossible to calculate."

For a moment, the cultivators who had arrived at the scene looked at each other in bewilderment.

The Corpse Refining lineage was destroyed, and the group of them couldn't find the culprit, or even gain anything at all.

Big trouble!

...On the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu has left the Corpse Refining lineage and entered the common area of ​​Immortal Soldier Valley.

At this moment, he had already dispelled the corpse aura around him and was sitting cross-legged inside the cave.

The surrounding area was filled with array formations, dense patterns engraved on the mountains and rivers, concealing and spying.

He needed to dispose of this gain as quickly as possible to avoid being tracked down to his true identity.

A thought came to my mind.

Four storage bags flew out of his bosom and hovered in mid-air.

Three of the storage bags emitted a faint glow of blood, and a pungent, fishy smell wafted from them.

This is the essence blood he collected after killing the group of cultivators, which he used as material for cultivating corpses.

He slapped the storage bag at his waist.

A coffin flew out and landed on the ground.

Click!

The coffin lid opened automatically, revealing a golden-skinned, refined corpse.

This refined corpse naturally exuded a fierce aura.

A golden-armored corpse at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.

These were spoils of war he seized when he killed several powerful members of the Corpse Refining Cultivation lineage at the border. After a period of nurturing, they have become much stronger.

Zhang Yuanzhu carefully observed the corpse refining process.

The next moment, his sleeves fluttered.

Three storage bags emitting a blood-red glow floated above the coffin, their openings facing downwards.

Wow~Wow~
Blood poured down, and the golden-armored corpse sat up abruptly, its body trembling as it frantically absorbed the blood like a sponge.

The corpse's skin became increasingly radiant, as if cast from gold, and even its aura continued to grow stronger, approaching the limit of its realm.

The young man raised his arms and cast a series of hand seals, continuously accelerating the refining of the essence blood by the corpse.

It is unknown how much time passed, but all three bags of essence blood were drained.

Click~
The invisible shackles broke, and on the seventh spiritual platform of the corpse-refining dantian, the illusory eighth spiritual platform suddenly appeared.

The golden-armored corpse suddenly stood up and roared to the sky.

Layers of golden light burst forth, like a golden sun blooming, sacred and extraordinary.

"Eight levels of foundation building can be considered a significant boost."

"Moreover, there is still some essence blood that has not been refined, so its strength can be further improved."

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up as he gazed at the refining corpse before him.

In the blink of an eye, the golden-armored corpse lay back in the coffin and closed the lid itself.

Then, the young man focused his attention on the last storage bag.

This was what he gained from killing the old man with the Corpse Refining Technique.

He reached out and grabbed the storage bag, tapping it lightly with his five fingers.

In an instant, the restriction was broken, and spiritual sense probed in and swept over it one by one.

Spirit stones, refining corpses, white bones, remains, and various other miscellaneous items flashed through his mind.

Upon seeing the jade slips and ancient books, Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled softly:
"It's really here!"

He searched the main lineage of corpse refiners but found no trace of their lineage.

I thought it was in the last attic, but even after breaking through the protective array, I still couldn't detect it.

It now seems that the old man must have taken it beforehand and put it into his storage bag.

With a thought, a jade slip appeared in his palm.

As his spiritual sense swept over the area, various techniques related to corpse refining came into his mind.

Zhang Yuanzhu glanced through it briefly, then put the jade slip away and continued examining it.

One jade slip after another was examined, and one ancient book after another was read.

After a stick of incense.

Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the ancient jade slip in his palm, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

He found what he needed: the most fundamental inheritance of the Corpse Refining lineage.

The Classic of Lapis Lazuli and Jade Bones!
A corpse-refining technique that leads directly to the Condensation of Evil Realm.

Based on the warm, lustrous, and immortal qualities of jade, as well as its clear and ethereal nature, it reverses death and embraces life, thus creating the Jade Armor Corpse.

This is a corpse-refining technique that no one has mastered in hundreds of years.
"That's why you chose Lie Lin'er."

The youth whispered.

He had understood everything, knowing why the Corpse Refining Technique was used, why that princess was chosen, and even why the Yuan Kingdom's royal family had been infiltrated.

Unfortunately, all the plans came to nothing, but...

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled into a wide grin, exuding an air of unbridled arrogance.

"I'm interested in trying out your corpse refining technique, which you haven't been able to master for hundreds of years."

As the words fell, the young man stood up and quickly put away the jade slips and cultivation manuals he had stored in his storage bag.

They took a step forward and walked out of the cave.

In an instant, lightning erupted, erasing all traces.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were sharp as he scanned the surroundings, trying to discern the direction.

Power comes from the balls of your feet.

Boom!

The earth cracked and split open, and the figure shot out and disappeared into the mountains.

He sped along, rushing forward.

Two days and two nights later, the young man stopped in front of a mountain range shrouded in mist.

Zhang Yuanzhu concealed himself and carefully observed the Chu Yun lineage.

'Danger! '

'Very dangerous!'

Deep inside, warnings kept coming from within.

"Did you notice it?"

The young man murmured to himself, with a hint of regret.

The Chu Yun lineage clearly sensed something was wrong and took measures within its own lineage.

Zhang Yuanzhu took a deep look at the mountain range.

He turned and left.

……

The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, lush and green, shrouded in mist, like a fairyland on earth.

Figures, hidden in the shadows, watched the outer perimeter of the mountain range.

Time ticked by, but there was still no movement.

"Liehen, are you so sure that the great demon who attacked the Corpse Refining Clan will come here?" The man in the star-patterned robe frowned slightly.

A middle-aged man clad in armor, his eyes cold, his heart churning with murderous intent.

The middle-aged man gripped the spear tightly with all five fingers and growled:
"To wipe out an entire lineage, such a brutal massacre, who else could it be but that person?"

"The deaths of the Lord of Chuyun Mountain and the Lord of Lianshi Mountain in the border war must have been caused by this person."

"The death of the paper doll, a peak-level Daoist cultivator, is also inextricably linked to that person."

A cultivator, draped in a golden Taoist robe and wearing a jade crown, with a cold and stern face, slowly spoke:
“Fellow Daoist Lie is right. That person is vindictive and audacious. There is nothing he wouldn’t dare to do.”

However, such an explanation was clearly not convincing to all the monks present.

The entire Immortal Soldier Valley knows that Tai Ri, Chu Yun, and the seventh person in the Immortal Soldier Valley are sworn enemies, so it's normal for them to use this as a pretext to slander them.

"Alright, let's wait a few more days. If there's still no movement, we'll have to leave."

The man, clad in a star-patterned robe, stretched out his hand and tried to calculate, but still couldn't deduce anything.

The man with the Yi Xing Dao lineage surveyed the surroundings and whispered:

"No need to worry, many real people already know about this and are investigating. The demon won't be able to hide for long."

The Scorching Sun Dharma Lineage.

Warships stand tall in the sky before towering mountains.

A crimson figure stood at the bow of the ship, his robes fluttering and his black hair dancing wildly, exuding a captivating aura.

'After this journey, we've accomplished most of our goals.'

Zhang Yuanzhu summarized the gains of this trip: together with Cang Lei, they destroyed the Corpse Refining Sect and seized the Ning Sha Inheritance.

The situation of the Zhuoyang Daoist lineage in the Immortal Soldier Valley is slowly improving.

However, he always knew that these were all illusions, and that they could be easily torn apart by the Dao lineage.

Only strength and cultivation are the real and authentic foundations upon which one can stand.

All his actions and schemes over the past month were for one thing.

— Delaying time!
(End of this chapter)