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Chapter 367 Emerging from Seclusion! Emerging from Seclusion!! (4000)

"Junior sister, be careful!"

The armored giant roared, his long spear cleaving through the air, tearing through space, and crashing into the long ruler.

bang~
Space shattered, the shadow vanished, and the words that had been suspended in the sky faded and turned into dust.

The woman withdrew her outstretched hand:
"Senior brother, I can take this blow."

The woman looked helpless. Although the strike was stunning, it couldn't kill Ning Sha Zhenren.

When the senior brother intervened, he directly shattered the blood, reducing the amount of damage they could inflict on that person's methods.

“Junior sister, you can handle it, but those disciples may not be able to bear it.”

The burly man, clad in jade-colored armor, turned to the side and gazed at the group of cultivators collapsed on the ground outside the temple; many of them had already lost their lives.

The woman in jade robes remained silent, then sighed softly.

"The seventh person from Immortal Soldier Valley, his talent is beyond our reach. He has the potential to become a Golden Core cultivator, and we must kill him as soon as possible."

"We will rely on our remaining strength to deduce the enemy's location and then surround and kill them."

The burly man and the old man beside him both nodded.

We absolutely cannot let them live; the threat is simply too great.

The next moment, the three masters absorbed a wisp of scattered energy and worked together to deduce it.

Boom!

Thunder roared from the sky, shattering the temple and striking the three people.

The three men frowned slightly, dispelling their hand gestures. The armored giant whispered:

"The other party has a way of concealing their presence, making it impossible to deduce their location."

"Swallows leave traces as they fly by, and people leave footprints as they pass by. So let's mobilize the cultivators to search and surround them bit by bit."

The woman in jade robes, resolute in her killing intent, offered her advice.

The burly man and the old man exchanged a glance and spoke:
"That's all."

"However, we still need to make more preparations. I will contact an old friend and use his connections to see if we can pinpoint the other party's location."

The years do not live, the seasons flow.

Two months passed in a flash.

Since the fall of the Xuanshui Temple, peace on this land has become a thing of the past.

Blood and slaughter, fragments of magical artifacts and bones, are scattered throughout the land.

The two sides fought in a frenzy, with cultivators dying like rain and immortal cities being destroyed one after another.

Even the temples where the True Man of Condensing Evil resided had two destroyed.

The Heavenly Fire Temple was destroyed, and the Green Wood Temple was ruined. The two great temples became the past one after another. One after another, the True Immortals emerged from the Jade Sun Temple and the pass, searching the heavens and the earth to find the location of their enemies.

On the outskirts of the Jade Sun Temple's territory, in a secluded valley, a tall, slender figure leaned against a rock, regulating his breathing.

His robes were tattered, and it was impossible to tell whether they were blood-red or crimson.

For two months, he traversed millions of miles of mountains and rivers, advancing amidst bloodshed, suffering severe injuries and facing death, but ultimately he pulled through.

Fortunately
"It's over!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

Boom boom boom~
A series of booming sounds came from the sky.

Blurry figures appeared in the sky, like gods and immortals, terrifying to the extreme.

Seven figures stood in different directions, blocking all escape routes.

Instead of being afraid, the young man smiled at the sight.

It should be noted that the Immortal Soldier Valley lineage only has four or five True Persons.

Even for a powerful force like the Temple, the Condensing Fiend Realm is a high-level realm, representing the true pillar and foundation of the Daoist tradition.

The power of seven Ning Sha True Persons must have already drained the power of the Jade Sun Temple.

"You have quite the ability to travel across a vast land of mountains and rivers."

The man in the jade armor laughed loudly, his eyes cold and devoid of any genuine smile.

"Your blood possesses extraordinary spiritual energy and is an excellent ingredient for refining precious elixirs. I want it."

“I am very curious about how such a genius is different from us. I will take his head and examine it carefully.”

Seven immortals stood in the sky, some with cold smiles, some indifferent, and some with murderous intent.

Everyone believed that youth was destined to die, and that the exceptions would become a thing of the past.

Zhang Yuanzhu's deep, double pupils scanned the heavens, memorizing the faces of the seven immortals.

Many of these seven True Immortals had taken several steps into the Condensing Evil Realm, making them beyond his ability to contend with, and causing him to bleed multiple times.

"I look forward to seeing you again?"

Zhang Yuanzhu raised both palms and suddenly clasped them together.

Boom!

Square arrays soared into the air, array flags fluttered in the wind, and patterns shimmered incessantly.

The next moment, beams of light shot into the sky, stirring up the solidified space. Then the entire valley began to be extinguished, and endless flames spread out in all directions.

"It's a teleportation array! Stop him!"

"Make a move and destroy this world."

"kill!"

The seven Ning Sha True Persons roared in anger, no longer as calm as before, and attacked at the same time.

Rumble!
The seven divine lights shook the heavens and earth, and the resulting torrent instantly extinguished the flames, turning the surrounding thousand miles into emptiness.

At this moment, not a single person smiled; all of them wore grim expressions.

Zhang Yuanzhu escaped!
At the moment the grand formation in the valley was activated, outside the pass, in the ancient forest, in a hidden space.

Patterns appeared on the ground, interlocking and crisscrossing, and spirit stones shone brightly, dazzling and sparkling, causing ripples in the space.

The next moment.

Click~
Like a shattered mirror, a large area of ​​space was torn apart, and a tall figure stepped out from the void and stood on the ground.

His robes were stained with blood, his black hair was draped over his shoulders, and his eyes were unusually bright, as if the sun was embedded in them, burning with the most intense fighting spirit.

"Brother Dao, you're back."

A woman draped in a black robe, with a slender figure and a beautiful face, stood not far away, watching the figure emerge from the void.

Fayan seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

She knew that during these two months, the young man would be constantly engaged in battles, walking on the edge of life and death.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked back at the nun indifferently and whispered:
"Follow me, let's begin the process!"

As the words drifted by, the surrounding array was already removed, revealing the hidden area.

He carried the Golden Hammer on his back and the Measuring Ruler at his waist, striding towards the pass without any attempt to conceal himself, his aura bursting forth unrestrained.

Like a majestic mountain range, it stretches forward, imposing and powerful.

Behind him, two graceful figures gazed at the fearless crimson figure, each with complex emotions.

Doesn't this unorthodox disciple know fear?

Their actions were so violent and unrestrained.

With his own body, he faced the group of cultivators within the pass. It should be known that even though many powerful figures had left the pass, which spanned thousands of miles, there were still countless cultivators.

Since they embarked on their spiritual practice, they had never encountered such an outstanding person.

Call ~
My emotions were churning, but in the end I could only follow in the footsteps of the youth and head towards the pass.

"Do not approach the pass, retreat immediately!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

"This aura belongs to Zhang Yuanzhu. If he wasn't surrounded by several True Immortals, how could he be here?"

The commotion spread out, and the cultivators at the pass all looked horrified.

Unlike the hidden Fayan and Fading, they were well aware of the turmoil that the young man who had stepped forward had caused in Wuliang Palace in just two months.

Tower! Tower! Tower!
The crisp sound of footsteps echoed between heaven and earth, like the beating of war drums, shaking the mind and soul.

Zhang Yuanzhu's face remained calm as he slowly raised his arms.

Snapped!
With fingers clasped together, magical power surged forth like a tidal wave.

In an instant, array plates rose from below the pass, array flags stood upright and fluttered in the wind, and array patterns appeared, crisscrossing and intertwining.

A vast array stood between heaven and earth, dazzling and brilliant, like a blazing sun suddenly appearing. The young man's palms moved in various hand seals, rapidly unleashing a series of magical hand gestures.

Snap! Sizzle!
The array plate shattered, the array flags tore apart, and even the array patterns began to dissolve. The entire array was burning, turning into rolling flames.

As Zhang Yuanzhu strode forward, the light and brilliance grew increasingly explosive and dazzling, until...
We crashed into the pass!
boom! Boom! !
Amidst the deafening roar, the pass trembled violently, sending rocks flying and turning groups of cultivators into blood and gore.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his double pupils, staring coldly at the pass that was still holding out. Without hesitation, he detonated the buried spiritual object.

For an instant.

The world fell silent, except for a ball of crimson flame that rose from beneath the pass, more dazzling than the sun, its vast light and heat sweeping in all directions, destroying everything in its path.

The already struggling pass collapsed with a deafening roar and was engulfed in flames.

At this moment, the earth-shaking roar slowly began to emanate.

Rumble!
The earth surged like waves, mountains collapsed layer by layer, and vegetation turned to ash.

Zhang Yuanzhu's steps remained unchanged, and purple halos appeared around his body, floating up and down to protect him.

He walked against the firelight and entered the pass, passing by charred bones.

Fa Jing and Fa Yan stared blankly at the flames sweeping across the vast wilderness, instinctively following the young man's steps.

They followed closely, bewildered, unsure of what to do or think.

tower!
Only when the figure stopped did the two women come to their senses and turn their gaze forward.

An elderly man in a gray Taoist robe stood in front of them.

The old man had gray hair and a simple, ancient face, bearing the marks of time, and his eyes held a mixture of Tao and reason.

"Is this your real goal: to leave Guyashan?"

Although the old man's words were questioning, they carried an air of certainty.

"The breaching of the Xuan Shui Temple, the destruction of the Tian Huo and Qing Mu Temples, and the mobilization of the strongmen at the passes were all for this purpose."

"What a resolute will!"

The old man exclaimed with admiration.

Regardless of age or stance, anyone who practices spiritual cultivation should be moved by the will and beliefs of young people.

You should know that doing such a thing could easily lead to death and the annihilation of one's soul.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu had no intention of wasting words. He turned his palm backward and gripped the hammer handle tightly.

Step forward, raise the hammer.

kill!

A deafening sonic boom, accompanied by dazzling thunder, crashed down.

It was as if a sacred mountain had collapsed, with an extremely violent explosion.

The old man's eyes were solemn as he strode forward, raising his withered hand to meet the warhammer.

In less than a breath, the two had already crossed space and collided violently.

Boom!

His palm shattered the lightning and pressed against the warhammer.

An invisible shockwave was generated at the point of impact, stirring up dust for miles around and even scattering the flames.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his double pupils and whispered:

"Body Refinement!"

Before the words had even finished, the Golden Hammer was lifted up with the force of the impact, and then slammed down with an even more violent force.

The free hand is extended, the five fingers spread out, and the fingertips change six times in succession, transforming into an ancient fist seal.

It seemed to be both a praise and a prayer.

kill!

The fist points forward, reflecting the blooming red lotus and the falling snow.

This is both fist and magic.

The old man took a deep breath, his thin body bulged, and a stream of blood and qi shot out from his forehead, shattering the clouds.

He raised both arms and went straight to meet the attack.

In an instant, the two exchanged blows more than ten times, the intensity reaching its peak.

The fist imprints shone brightly, the golden hammer exploded, and the surging purple blood pressed forward. The two fought with all their might, holding nothing back.

The roaring sounds and the sound of space shattering echoed endlessly between heaven and earth.

Two figures shrouded in divine halos clashed fiercely, combining hundreds and thousands of moves into a single punch or hammer strike, determined to decide the victor and their fate in the shortest possible time.

Blood splattered intermittently, divine halos shattered, and the fighting reached a frenzied madness.

kill!

Zhang Yuanzhu roared to the sky, and the long ruler at his waist transformed into a beam of immortal light, piercing through the divine ring.

The golden warhammer, as large as a mountain, struck the old man's head with tremendous force.

The fist imprint, containing the essence of the sun, moon, heaven, and earth, swung out with both arms and pressed against the old man's chest.

Bang! Sizzle!

His skull was shattered, and his chest was ripped open.

The old man knelt on the ground, lifeless.

Zhang Yuanzhu leaned on a long ruler with one hand, panting heavily, blood flowing from his mouth and nose, staining his cheeks red.

He is so tired!

The Wuliang Palace fought across millions of miles of mountains and rivers, and then activated a great formation at the pass to kill the old man.

The old Taoist priest was a notch above the Xuan Shui Zhenren.

He shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, put away the cracked Golden Hammer, and staggered forward.

His body swayed, but his steps remained firm. He had a long way to go, and he would continue on his journey until the very end.

At this moment, the flames subsided, the smoke settled, and the scene after the explosion was revealed.

The pass, which stretched for thousands of miles, was abruptly cut off at its end, revealing hundreds of miles of craters. The city walls, array patterns, and cultivators all disappeared, leaving only charred remains and ruins.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked at the bottom of the pit, heading towards the Shichuan Plain.

Outside the pit, a group of cultivators gathered, their eyes filled with fear and trepidation.

They gazed at the old man lying dead on the ground, their eyes filled with sorrow, but no one dared to stop the young man.

The strongest warriors in the pass have died. They were only at the Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining stages. Could they really stop their enemies?

The sight was terrifying; the cultivators were as numerous as the sea, densely covering the area around the pit, and their numbers were increasing over time.

At the bottom of the pit, the two goddesses looked somber. This scene was like a bonfire, where a single spark could ignite a fierce and brutal battle.

They followed closely behind Chi Ying, their minds tense.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you killed so many people, slaughtered millions of lives, you are a demon!"

"A great demon unlike anything ever seen in Guyashan."

A roar filled with fury echoed through the mountains and rivers, and among the cultivators.

"My family, my teachers, everything I cherish, have all been buried by you. At this moment, what is death to me!"

Someone stepped out from the group of cultivators, his voice hoarse, his eyes filled with hatred.

“The magnificent Wuliang Palace, which once dominated the ancient cliff mountain, has never suffered such humiliation.”

"Our elders were beaten to death in the pass, in front of all the disciples, temples were destroyed one after another, and the immortal city was reduced to ashes. Should we still retreat?"

An old Taoist priest stepped out. He was not powerful; he was merely a Qi Refining cultivator. Yet, he attracted a lot of attention.

Because the old Taoist priest was chanting scriptures! He was launching an attack!!
"Boundless heavens, boundless earth, boundless light, my way is boundless."

The sound, from soft to roaring, reached the ears of every cultivator.

At this moment, one by one, the cultivators of Wuliang Palace stepped forward, chanting sutras and unleashing spells.

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu stopped in his tracks, his expression indifferent, gazing at the group of cultivators.

He was tired, he suffered a severe blow, not dead.

A tall figure with skin as smooth as jade appeared behind the young man.

Zhang Yuanzhu took another step forward.

A cold and resolute whisper drifted through the air.

"Slaughter them all!"

(End of this chapter)