Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 352 The Destruction of Tai Ri (4000)

The sun sets, the full moon rotates, and layers of moonlight fall and intertwine with the sun.

Such power was so great that even the True Immortals fighting atop the Divine Mountain would turn their attention to it.

The man in golden armor was shaken; he sensed danger.

Roar!
The man roared, and the golden flames on his one arm burned even brighter.
The space around his arm began to distort and then gradually crumbled.

He raised his arm to the sky, his gesture both domineering and resolute.

A blazing sun, a golden flame, rising and falling, traversing the vast sky continuously.
near!

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

Blinding golden flames shot out, tranquil moonlight fell in all directions, and deafening roars echoed throughout the sky and the earth.

In less than a breath, the golden flames collided with the sun a hundred or a thousand times.

Each collision produced a deafening roar, with billowing air currents kicking up millions of tons of dust, while golden flames and brilliance left behind a series of glass-like ravines on the earth.

I don't know how much time has passed, whether it was a moment or eternity.

Click!Click!
The great sun has shattered.
A figure covered in scorch marks tore through the sun and charged towards the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his double pupils and looked down at the real person.

The dazzling golden armor was badly damaged, with some of the armor plates melted and fused with the flesh, making it look extremely wretched.

However, the violent killing intent did not diminish; on the contrary, it became even more intense.

"not bad!"

A hint of admiration flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes.

As expected of a True Person of the Condensing Fiend Realm, even without the suppression of an array or the assistance of a Dao artifact, he is indeed exceptionally powerful.

The young man extended his hand, his five fingers shifting as he formed a hand seal.

"The bright moon turns nine times!"

Boom~
The bright moon overhead trembled slightly and began to spin rapidly.

Streaks of moonlight were generated, filling the sky and solidifying space.

The next moment, silver light fell, like divine swords, crashing down.

Boom! Boom! Snap!

The figures charging towards the sky began to slow down as they fought against the descending silver divine swords.

As the moon moved, this silvery light grew increasingly cold, carrying a pure blackness.

At the same time, the young man raised his other hand and made a hand seal.

Fire serpents, ice blades, and thunder dragons—a series of spells were generated, transforming into a torrent that rushed towards the golden-armored man.

Blood splattered.

The man in golden armor is injured!

Ah!
The man roared, shattering beams of moonlight and exploding ice crystals, but his injuries worsened, and his upward charge slowed.

Three thousand meters!
km!!
100 meters!!!

Up to ten meters away, the figure shrouded in the divine halo was right in front of him.

kill!

The golden-armored man mustered his remaining strength, transforming his blood, magic, and spiritual awareness into a golden spear.

He took a step forward and thrust quickly.

bang bang bang~
Fifty-two halos exploded simultaneously.

Before the Golden Armored Immortal could even smile, the sight behind the halo made his expression solemn.

She was draped in a starry veil, her body bathed in golden light, her skin glowing with a dazzling gold. Her eyes were downcast, calm and indifferent.

The real man roared, and the golden spear continued its thrust forward.

It pierced through the starry veil and struggled to penetrate the flowing golden light, but could not advance even a fraction further.

'One more shot will surely break through the protective measures.'

hum~
Before he could even draw his golden spear, a shimmering white light flashed, like an evening breeze brushing against his neck.

In an instant, the world spun around, everything began to turn upside down, and consciousness became blurred.

"Such a gentle knife!"

His lips trembled slightly as he murmured to himself.

bang~
His head rolled to the ground, and he lost consciousness completely.

Zhang Yuanzhu held the measuring ruler in one hand, looked down at the earth, and smiled slightly.

"My knife is naturally of the highest quality."

With a thought, he gathered the remains of the corpse in front of him, landed on the ground, and collected the real person's head.

In this battle, the One-Armed Immortal died, but he survived.

Through this battle, Zhang Yuanzhu roughly understood his own combat strength. He could contend with a True Person who had just entered the Condensation Realm, but he was probably no match for him.

Without searching for human remains, they continued climbing.

The conquest of the Tai Ri Dao Vein is not yet over; there are still more resources and treasures for him to seize.

With a burst of speed from his feet, he shot out, traversing the ruins and searching for the treasure vault and scripture pavilion.

He was extremely fast, but compared to the vast and divine mountain, his search speed was still too slow.

Everything in its path was destroyed, leaving only blood and rubble.

what!
Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly stopped and looked at the flattened mountain peak in front of him.

His double pupils were deep and unfathomable, and the secret technique 'Dispelling Illusion' erupted.

"A very ingenious formation, combined with the special terrain, no wonder it could evade the search by real people."

The young man extended his palm and flicked his fingertips lightly.

Crackling!

A flash of lightning streaked across half of the mountain peak.

In an instant, the space seemed to surge like water, and a pagoda appeared in front of the mountain peak.

The pagoda has four stories and is entirely golden in color, with mysterious patterns engraved on it.

The door was wide open, and an old man with gray hair and a hunched back sat on the threshold, looking at the young man with a panicked expression.

Behind the old man, teenagers were faintly visible, all looking fearful and uneasy.

"Foundation Building Level 1!"

Zhang Yuanzhu walked forward with an indifferent expression.

"Senior, some of the Daoist scriptures are placed here. You may take them at will, but please spare the disciples behind me."

“They ascended the sacred mountain when they were young, and have never descended from it or left the lineage.”

The elderly man, his body hunched over, knelt down and kowtowed, his head bowed to the ground in a pleading manner.

There was no response, only the sound of approaching footsteps.

tower!
He paused slightly in front of the old man.

In the next instant, lightning flashed, the head rolled off, and the charred remains fell to the ground.

Before his consciousness faded away, only a whisper entered the old man's mind.

"I am innocent too, so why do you keep attacking me again and again!"

塔!
Zhang Yuanzhu stepped over the mangled body and entered the pagoda.

A barrage of spells attacked from all directions, yet they did not alter his movements in the slightest.

They were just a group of Qi Refining Realm cultivators.

With a single thought, thunder roared in the void, crisscrossing and filling the space.

A series of wails rang out.

"I'm not satisfied. Give me time, and I'll definitely surpass you."

"If a sect is immoral and seeks profit through treachery, it will eventually reap what it sows."

"We'll be waiting for you in the underworld."

Whether it's resentment or lamentation, it doesn't matter.

One by one, these promising young talents fell, turning into charred remains.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped over the wreckage and walked into the pagoda.

Bookshelves came into view, filled with jade slips and ancient books.

Without hesitation, he stepped to the nearest bookshelf, reached out and broke through the light barrier covering the jade slip, and began to read it.

"Qi Gathering Realm Technique"

The young man chuckled and put the jade slip away.

He then picked up a few jade slips and looked them over; they were all cultivation techniques for the Qi Condensation Realm.

The old man was right; it seems this place is indeed where the scriptures are kept. However, he needs a more advanced method of cultivation.

His spiritual senses surged forth, sweeping across the pagoda. He quickly located the array leading to the second floor.

He took a step forward and entered the formation. His magic power surged in, the formation patterns flickered, and the crimson shadow disappeared.

The second floor of the pagoda also has quite a few bookshelves.

Unfortunately, they were all Qi Refining stage techniques, which were useless to him.

We climbed again and entered the third level of the pagoda.

It was empty and quiet, except for a jade platform in the center, upon which five jade slips floated.

Each jade slip was enveloped in a layer of radiance, upon which flowed lines of writing.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze.

"The Wheel of Flame Spirit Scroll" is a fire-attribute foundation-building cultivation technique that can be cultivated up to the ninth level of foundation building.
An introduction to a foundation-building technique came into view.

His gaze swept over them, and all five jade slips contained cultivation techniques that could be practiced up to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.

The young man smiled slightly, flicked his sleeve, shattered the light, and put away all the jade slips.

These foundational cultivation techniques can not only be used as a reference, but also serve as the foundation of the Zhuoyang Daoist tradition.

Moreover, the third level is the foundation building and attack, so what is the fourth level of the pagoda?
With a guess in his mind, Zhang Yuanzhu took a step forward and climbed to the fourth floor.

At a glance, you can see the ball of light floating in mid-air.

The ball of light was dazzling, with countless runes flowing within it, like a small sun. Through the radiance, one could vaguely see the jade book floating within it.

The young man stood on the floor, looked up, and carefully observed the runes in the radiance.

Gradually, his brows furrowed. These runes were a powerful protective measure; if he was not careful, the jade book inside would be destroyed.

It's not that it can't be cracked, but rather that it requires enough time.

Zhang Yuanzhu took out a stone box from his bosom.

A light flick of the fingertips.

Crunch!

The stone box opened, and a suction force burst forth, swallowing the entire ball of light.

His hand fell and closed the stone box.

With a gentle stroke of his five fingers across the box, lines were etched onto it, sealing off its aura.

Only then did he put the stone box into his bosom.

After that, he explored all four levels of the pagoda again.

After confirming that nothing was missing, they left the pagoda and headed towards the summit of the sacred mountain.

The roar that was coming from the other end was getting quieter and quieter.

The energy that had been bursting forth from the mountaintop began to subside.

The conquest is about to end!
Zhang Yuanzhu remained expressionless, his heart unmoved.

Ten Nascent Soul Realm True Persons, including five at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, and the foundation of each Great Dao Meridian being activated—with such power, unless a Golden Core True Monarch suddenly appears from Tai Ri, they are doomed.

Tower! Tower! Tower!
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed between heaven and earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped over flesh and blood to reach the mountain peak, where he saw eight figures standing around a great sun.

That great sun shone upon the mountains and rivers, living beings, plants and trees, and all things, just like a world.

"Secret realm?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered as he scanned his surroundings. There was no flesh or blood, no fragments of tools, just a completely bare landscape.

The young man's lips twitched. He was still planning to collect some fragments of the evil weapon to see if he could control it and gain new [traits].

In retrospect, even though these items are fragments, they are extremely valuable and were collected by several real people, who will not leave them behind.

As the young man arrived, the eight immortals also turned their gazes toward him, not looking down, but with solemn expressions.

They witnessed firsthand how the enemy killed a severely wounded True Immortal, not through formations, but through a fair and square fight.

“Young friend, apart from one True Person who escaped using a teleportation array, the entire Tai Ri Dao lineage has been wiped out.”

"Unfortunately, two fellow Daoists have also perished."

The elder from the Yi Xing Dao lineage spoke.

The old man was weak and listless. The star crown he wore on his head had disappeared, and his white hair was disheveled, indicating that he had been injured.

The woman in the blood-red dress turned her gaze away from the secret realm and began to explain the next steps.

"After we take the secret realm, we will strike again to cleanse the sacred mountain, slaughtering everyone without leaving a single one alive."

"At the same time, we will allocate resources to hunt down and kill Jin Deyi."

Zhang Yuanzhu raised an eyebrow slightly.

Jin Deyi, it turned out he was the one who escaped.

This Tai Ri Dao Maiden was originally intended to have his head presented to the Wu Liang Palace envoy.

"Is there any blood or armor of Kim Deok-yi?"

The young man rested his arm on the long ruler and slowly began to speak.

Upon hearing this, the eight True Immortals had different expressions. The white-haired youth of the Refining Weapon Dao Meridian stretched out his palm, and a drop of blood fell out.

“I wounded him; this is his blood.”

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his hand, took the blood, and then put it away without making any further moves.

For a moment, all eight immortals were stunned.

You want blood, but you're not going to do any deduction?

Ignoring all the gazes, Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the elder of the Yi Xing Dao lineage:
"Please hand over the Golden Elixir Scripture that you promised."

Simple and straightforward!
In an instant, the several masters frowned slightly. The person before them was too arrogant and showed them no respect whatsoever.

The old man, clad in a star-patterned robe, narrowed his eyes, reached into his robes, and took out a piece of golden paper, handing it over.

“Young friend, your current cultivation level is too low. There is no benefit in prematurely reaching the Golden Core stage.”

"There's no need for you to trouble yourself with that."

Zhang Yuanzhu took the golden paper, his gaze falling as he scanned the densely packed characters on it, sensing the mysterious energy emanating from it.

He flipped his hand and took the golden paper.

He raised his head and scanned the many real people, especially the secret realm surrounded by eight people.

"When will the secret realm open? I wish to go there to cultivate myself."

The old man in the star-patterned robe remained silent, instead turning his gaze to the woman in the blood-red dress.

The woman's expression was cold and hard as she uttered each word clearly:
"If you wish to enter the Tai Ri Secret Realm three months from now, you may come to the Blood Sea Dao Vein."

"Can!"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded.

He turned and walked towards the foot of Mount Shen, without engaging in further conversation.

The eight immortals watched the figure gradually disappear into the distance until it was completely gone from their perception, before one of them slowly spoke:
"He lacks identification with the sect."

"It was a matter of course. In the past, for the sake of the greater good, we wanted to sacrifice the Zhuoyang Dharma lineage, but in the end, it was Tai Ri that was destroyed. Every sip and every bite has its own destiny."

"The Paper Doll Dao Lineage, how should it be arranged? Their connection with Paper Doll Peak is becoming increasingly close."

Whispers echoed across the summit of the sacred mountain.

As high-ranking members of the Dao lineage, and even the masters of the Dao lineage, they are quite familiar with many of the sect's decisions.

Outside of the Tai Ri Dao lineage.

Zhang Yuanzhu steered the Blazing Sun Warship toward the outside of the mountain gate.

He sat cross-legged at the bow of the ship, recalling the process of besieging and suppressing the Tai Ri Dao lineage.

The campaign was swift; in less than half a day, everything was settled, and all but one True Immortal were annihilated.

And he also gained a lot.

A thought came to my mind.

Streams of light burst forth from his chest and hovered in front of him.

Two bloodstained storage bags, a stone box, and a piece of gold paper.

The four items in front of me are the biggest gains of this trip.

Zhang Yuanzhu's gaze swept across the flowing light, finally settling on the golden paper, his eyes filled with curiosity.

What is the Golden Elixir? How is it achieved?
He might find out.

He stretched out his hand and grasped the paper.

Bring it close to your face and examine it closely.

"These words?"

Zhang Yuanzhu felt that the unknown words on the paper were like twinkling stars, containing a thousand principles and various meanings.

In his mind, the nine-story pagoda trembled violently, clanging and ringing, sorting out the principles and truths.

(End of this chapter)