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Chapter 366 I Am the Only One! (4000 words)

One Foundation Establishment cultivator after another died, and Qi Refining cultivators fell like rain.

The once solemn temple, a place where all living beings knelt in worship, was transformed in an instant into a blood-red abyss, devoid of any sanctity.

In less than ten breaths, Zhang Yuanzhu had already fought his way into the depths of the temple, where the dark sea came into view.

The vast expanse was turbulent and surging, with a thick mist and yin energy permeating every corner.

The young man's brows furrowed slightly, his double pupils gleaming as he gazed at the distant sea.

This is an ordinary spiritual water, but such a quantity can make up for all deficiencies.

"The Xuan Shui Temple is quite an opportunity."

A smile played on his lips as he took a step and stepped onto the sea.

His spiritual senses surged, searching the ocean; the secret technique of 'breaking through illusions' erupted, meticulously examining every corner.

In the blink of an eye, it covers an area of ​​a hundred miles.

Ten breaths!

Twenty breaths!!

A cup of tea!!!

found it!
Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were fierce as he gazed at the figure sitting cross-legged within layers of arrays in the center of the dark sea.

The figure was surrounded by a dense aura of yin energy, making it impossible to see its true appearance.

Seeing this, the young man didn't hesitate for a moment and made a sudden move.

Behind him, the Golden Hammer soared into the air, strands of lightning covering its body and transforming into a beam of purple-gold light.

The heavens were majestic and awe-inspiring, their nobility imbued with the explosive power of thunder.

kill!

The young man strode forward, and a beam of light shot out.

In an instant, the sea tore apart, and arrays were pierced and shattered.

A beam of purple-gold light streaked across the figures within the formation, splashing specks of blood.

"Who dares to disrupt my cultivation?"

The furious roar shook the heavens and the earth; the sea surged and rolled towards the sky, as if it were the end of the world.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his double pupils, watching the figure stagger to his feet.

'If he's not dead, then kill him outright.'

The thought flashed through his mind, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the purple-gold beam of light reversed and returned to his palm.

With his five fingers gripping the hammer handle tightly, he strode forward, his energy bursting forth unrestrained.

With the majesty of the heavens and the indifference of a god, it pressed forward with overwhelming force.

In an instant, the churning seawater returned to calm, the shaking heaven and earth fell silent, and the yin energy and water vapor that filled the space melted away like ice and snow.

"You scoundrel, I'll kill you!"

The blurry figure dissipated the moisture, revealing its true form.

She was a woman dressed in a dark Taoist robe, with long, flowing black hair. Her chest was pierced, from which flowed glistening blood, and her beautiful face was unusually cold.

It is none other than the current Xuan Shui Zhenren!

The woman's heart was filled with murderous intent. Her breakthrough in seclusion was abruptly interrupted, and the murderous intent in her heart could not be washed away even by pouring out all the water in the world.

He reached into his robes and took out a dark-colored pearl.

This precious pearl is extraordinary, surrounded by a hazy mist, its energy merging with the boundless sea.

Master Xuan Shui flicked his fingertip, and the precious pearl flew out.

bang~
The sea shattered, space tore apart, and a stream of dark light crashed down on the youth.

"A weapon of destruction?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes remained calm, showing no excessive surprise.

Since the Xuanqing Temple has the Green Wood Seal as its foundation, it is only natural that the Xuanshui Temple would possess a malevolent weapon.

In the blink of an eye, he transformed into lightning, dodging the mysterious light, and arrived in front of the woman.

With a slight tilt of the body, a simple movement, blood and energy flowed through the limbs and bones, causing the internal organs, tendons, bones, and flesh to vibrate simultaneously, unleashing tremendous power.

Within his dantian, the six layers of spiritual platforms trembled slightly, surging forth streams of magical power.

Deep within the soul, the characteristics are: energy storage, karma, moving mountains, and thunderous explosion.

A series of forces are supporting them.

Raise your arm, kill!

Thunderbolts fell from the sky, striking out along the shadow of the hammer as it struck.

At this moment, the murderous intent on Xuan Shui Zhenren's face subsided, replaced by solemnity, but it did not recede.

Streams of water flowed from all directions, protecting it.

Each strand was deep and black, containing pure yin energy and water vapor.

At the same moment, the divine halo bloomed, hovering above and below, protecting itself.

Divine light and dark light intertwined, demonic nature and divine nature merged, like a god and a demon.

The woman's eyes were resolute. As long as she could withstand this attack, the Xuan Yin Pearl would turn around, and her opponent would have nowhere to escape.

Hammer and lightning hurtled toward the woman at breakneck speed.

They were already in contact in less than a breath!
Boom! Click!
Amidst the deafening roar, the space around the two shattered inch by inch, revealing a hundred miles of empty space.

The water flow collapsed, the divine ring shattered, and the golden warhammer smashed down on the woman's head.

boom!
His entire head was pressed into his chest, and wisps of bright red karmic fire burned, covering Xuan Shui Zhenren.

Despite this situation, Zhang Yuanzhu's face became serious.

The other party is not dead!
The woman was physically strong and actually withstood the blow.

Before he could react, a pair of slender arms, like two pythons, tightly embraced the young man.

The Mysterious Yin Pearl was now only a few feet away.

"Die!"

A hoarse voice emanated from the woman's chest, devoid of much emotion, yet filled with the deepest killing intent.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, his expression one of unbridled arrogance.

He never lacked the courage to fight to the death.

If it's a fight to the death, then let's go!
Deep within the mind, the items on the Seven Treasures Tree began to change, and their [characteristics] became: Injury Reduction, Vajra, Vitality, and Hardening.

The Green Wood Seal appeared out of thin air, hovering behind him.

His face began to blur, and the red dragon mask appeared, then melted away.

In the blink of an eye, the youth transformed into a dragon-headed human, with a pair of dragon horns that resembled divine swords. As his head drooped, he slashed towards Xuan Shui Zhenren.

The measuring ruler at his waist flew out, transforming into a beam of shimmering white light that pierced towards his opponent's chest.

Everything was done in an instant.

The two sides' most decisive and ruthless methods of killing collided at this moment.

Boom!

The Green Wood Seal flew backward, and the Profound Yin Pearl instantly crashed into the young man's body.

Click!

The dragon-patterned black shield, rendered with the [Special Feature] of damage substitution, exploded directly in the storage bag.

Then, the golden light attached to the skin vanished, and the flesh, skin, and part of the bones exploded together, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

The measuring rod pierced through the enemy's chest, causing a large amount of blood to be spilled.

A pair of dragon horns severed the woman's arms and pierced her heart.

Blood mingled with blood, and mysterious light clashed with sword light, obscuring the void.

After an unknown amount of time, a low laugh was heard.

"hehe!"

"I won!"

The light gradually faded, revealing the battlefield.

The figure, with only half its body remaining as bones, had dragon horns on its forehead that supported a wrecked body. Glistening blood flowed down the dragon horns, staining the remains red.

Various colors of blood, bits of flesh, and bones were scattered on the ground.

Extremely tragic!

Zhang Yuanzhu felt the weakness emanating from all parts of his body, and his smile deepened. This was true combat.

The outcome was decided in a matter of breaths, life and death were determined, no one retreated, no one was afraid.

"Master Xuan Shui, you are not bad!"

The dragon's horns trembled, and sword light burst forth, tearing the remains apart and turning them into a bloody mist.

The young man lowered his gaze, looking at the blood and bones around him, and a thought struck him.

The purple-gold bone fragments and purple blood scattered in the void floated up and returned to themselves.

A pair of eyes shone with a blue light, and a rich vitality filled every corner of its body, repairing its injuries. [Characteristic] Vitality also began to burst forth at this moment, allowing flesh and blood to reappear and skin to heal.

One by one, spiritual herbs and precious medicines were taken out of the storage bag and quickly swallowed to repair themselves.

His injuries are healing at an extremely rapid pace.

When his condition improved slightly.

Zhang Yuanzhu then looked at the precious pearl floating to the side. It was this evil weapon that had almost shattered his body, but fortunately he survived.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, grabbed the black bead, and sealed it with a light tap of his five fingers.

Then, he collected the green wood seal and the measuring ruler that had fallen to the side.

With a stride, step out of the void, stand on the vast ocean, and depart.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and stopped in his tracks.

"This approach is ultimately more peaceful."

As the words drifted by.

A hand extends, purple blood staining the fingertips.

Sliding through the air, a line of text fell into the sky.

"I am the only one!"

The intent of the sword and the will to fight intertwine, the power of magic and the energy of blood merge, and the crimson color serves as a guide to etch themselves into the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu made no attempt to conceal himself, leaving behind his aura and handwriting to declare victory in this battle and to attract the attention of the Yuyang Temple to the greatest extent possible.

After that, he collected some more spiritual water.

Having finished everything, he strode away from the temple and disappeared.

Once the young man was gone, the cultivators hidden in the temple emerged, gazing at the ruins scattered on the ground and sensing the dissipating aura of the Xuan Shui Zhenren at the center of the temple.

Every monk wore a look of sorrow and shame.

When the orthodox tradition was in peril, they hid in the shadows, not daring to show themselves, and only came out after the enemy had left.

"The real person has perished, what should we do?"

"Immediately send a message to the Jade Sun Temple: whoever it is, will pay the price."

“Recall the true masters who have left the temples and invite them back to continue the lineage of Taoism.”

After discussion, decisions were quickly made and messages were sent to all parts of Wuliang Palace.

"Senior brother, these characters!"

A young Taoist priest stared at the four characters floating in mid-air above the temple, his eyes filled with resentment.

Boom~
The moment the young man revealed his hostility, the four characters shone brightly, stained with bloody ink, bursting forth with a murderous intent that seemed to reach the heavens. Every stroke trembled, transforming into a terrifying blade of energy.

cut!
Stab it!

The young Taoist priest, along with several other cultivators around him, all collapsed, turning into blood and bones.

In an instant, everyone's expression changed, and they all retreated immediately, keeping their distance from the writing.

They stood behind the broken gate of the temple, gazing at the restored inscriptions.

"Ah! That thief deserves to die!"

Someone roared to the sky, their eyes bursting open, blood flowing and staining their cheeks red.

Such humiliation, and the deep-seated contempt, drove all the cultivators mad.

"I will erase these words."

An elderly man wearing a Taoist robe stepped out from the crowd.

The old monk had gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, and an aura of decline.

This is a Foundation Establishment cultivator who is nearing death. He must step forward now to soothe the despair in people's hearts. Even if he dies in the temple, he cannot do nothing.

The old man took out a bronze mirror and walked into the temple.

Ta-ta-ta!
The footsteps stopped ten miles away from the inscription. The old man raised the bronze mirror high and used all his strength to strike.

kill!

A beam of cyan light pierced the sky, carrying all the old man's power as it surged upwards.

Boom~
The writing reappeared, and a blinding flash of light illuminated the ancient temple as the blade crashed down.

The cyan beam of light shattered, the bronze mirror broke, and an old head was thrown high into the air, blood gushing out like a spring.

Snapped!
The fallen wreckage added a touch of blood to the ancient temple.

Outside the temple, the cultivators fell silent, gazing at the four characters inside.

I am the only one!

Thousands of miles away from the Xuanshui Temple, Zhang Yuanzhu leaned against a tree trunk, breathing heavily.

The spiritual energy from dozens of miles around surged in, restoring his magical power and injuries.

At the same time, he took out the sealed black pearl from his bosom.

This is the biggest gain from this trip—a weapon.

The magical power surged in like a tidal wave, cleansing the marks of the immortals of the Xuan Shui Temple throughout the ages.

Time passed second by second, until all the marks were erased.

The young man whispered in his heart:

'Take control!'

In an instant, the black pearl vanished.

Deep within the soul, before the Seven Treasures Tree, the mirror composed of three-colored divine light underwent a slight change.

Control: [Level 3] Mysterious Yin Pearl (Characteristic: None)
'No [features]?'

A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

The weapon itself is the greatest gain, of extraordinary value.

In a flash, he put away the weapon and focused on recovering from his injuries.

This conquest has only just begun; the fighting that follows will only be more brutal.

Two hours later, the young man had largely recovered his fighting strength and disappeared from the spot.

Several streaks of light descended from the sky above the Xuan Shui Temple.

Two men and one woman, each exuding a powerful aura, stared at the shattered temple and the group of cultivators standing dumbfounded at the threshold.

A burly man clad in jade armor, carrying a battle spear, surveyed the assembled cultivators and coldly shouted:
"Xuanshui Temple has encountered an enemy and is requesting reinforcements. What exactly happened? Where is Junior Sister Xuanshui?"

"The Master of Xuanshui Temple is dead!"

A monk, his face etched with sorrow, recounted the events that had occurred not long ago.

"How brave!"

"Insanity!"

"court death!"

The three men roared angrily, "How many years has it been?"

Since Wuliang Palace was located on Guya Mountain and drove away the demons, there has never been such an incident of rushing into the territory of a sect and destroying a temple.

Oh, and the Xuanqing Temple was destroyed not long ago.

The three immortals seemed to have thought of something, and their faces turned gloomy.

A woman, draped in a jade-colored robe, with a graceful figure and a serene face, strode forward and entered the temple.

"Was Senior Sister Xuan Yin's death caused by that person? We'll find out once we enter."

"It doesn't matter anymore. No matter who it is, they can't leave this area."

The burly man's face was cold and hard as he strode forward.

The three immortals, one after the other, entered the temple.

The moment they stepped into the temple, all three of them looked up at the words in the air.

boom!
An astonishing change occurred, and an invincible fighting spirit emanated from the words. Purple blood surged, and the blade light was dazzling, as if a god had awakened, powerful and domineering.

This is a belief in self-importance, a will to fight forever and win, and a determination to cut down all enemies.

At this moment, the space trembled, some temples began to crack, and the three masters all wore serious expressions.

hum~
Amidst the clang of blades, a slender figure slowly emerged.

The crimson figure was imposing and awe-inspiring, accompanied by a majestic momentum, like a towering mountain standing in mid-air, holding a long ruler and looking down.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, what a fine Zhang Yuanzhu!"

The woman in the jade-colored Taoist robe gave a cold shout, her killing intent boiling to the extreme.

It wasn't just because of Senior Sister Xuan Shui, but also because of her terrifying talent and invincible aura.

Such an enemy must not be allowed to grow any stronger; we must do everything in our power to eliminate him.

As he pondered, streaks of divine light burst forth, rushing towards the heavens to obliterate the illusory image.

hum~
The crimson shadow slowly dissipated, leaving only a long ruler that trembled slightly, transforming into a beam of shimmering white light that crashed down.

The divine light tore through and slashed towards the woman.

(End of this chapter)