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Chapter 368 The Righteous Path - Guarding the One (4000)

The hand that the jade-armored corpse extended swelled in the wind, growing as large as a mountain and covering an area of ​​over a hundred miles.

Her five fingers were crystal clear, like precious jade, perfect and flawless.

Wisps of corpse energy emerged from between his fingers and palms, giving birth to the Dao and the principles.

At this moment, all divine light and magical artifacts turned into dust and vanished without a sound.

Step forward, press down with your palm!
Rumble!
Mountains and rivers turned to ash, and living beings were reduced to blood and bones. The roars and chanting of scriptures between heaven and earth came to an abrupt end.

The remaining cultivators of the Boundless Palace stared blankly at everything before them.

The movements of the jade-armored corpse were simple and direct.

Raise your arm and extend your palm.

kill!

In less than ten breaths, all the cultivators were dead.

Whether it's a Qi Refining cultivator or a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they are no different from a Jade Armor Corpse in the Condensation Realm.

Such a scene was too tragic.

Fa Yan and Fa Ding's faces twitched, their heads bowed, unable to bear witnessing such a bloody scene.

Such a battle was beyond their previous understanding; they had never seen anything like it before. They simply followed the young man's lead instinctively, moving forward relentlessly.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yuanzhu stepped out of the pit, looked at the cracked earth, and sensed the blood-stained pass behind him.

The young man's lips curled into a smile, a look of satisfaction on his face.

He left the pass and entered new territory.

The two women behind them looked up at that moment, sensed their surroundings, and whispered:
"We've arrived at the Plain of Passing River!"

He paused, his voice becoming more serious.

"There must be righteous forces guarding the area, so be careful."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yuanzhu's smile faded, and his expression became somewhat strange.

As a disciple of an unorthodox sect, I can understand being cautious when facing the righteous path. But you, who are not from a Buddhist family, what is there to be cautious about?
Various thoughts flashed through the young man's mind. He did not ask why, but his eyes gradually became serious.

He sensed his own condition and spoke:
"I need to go into seclusion to recover from my injuries."

As the words fell, his own aura began to recede, and all the array plates and talismans that concealed his aura were activated.

In an instant, the youth's magical power and blood energy fluctuations all disappeared.

The two women nodded and began to restrain their own aura.

Zhang Yuanzhu put away the refining corpse beside him, and his spiritual sense surged out like a tide to explore the surroundings.

Soon, the young man found a suitable place to seclude himself for cultivation.

"Follow!"

With a burst of power from his feet, he shot out and arrived at the edge of a cliff.

A palm extends, and crimson-gold flames burst forth, melting the rock wall and revealing a path for people to pass through.

As they took their steps, the road widened under the blazing flames, and array patterns spread from beneath their feet before disappearing.

The cave dwelling was quickly established thanks to the young man's pioneering efforts.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the compacted ground, his expression solemn, looking at the two women:
"I will recover as soon as possible, and then I will take you away from this place."

This place is too close to the pass, and the main road is guarded not far away. It is too dangerous, and we must leave quickly.

"Your decision on this return journey is yours, and my senior sister and I will obey."

Fayan clasped his hands together, bowed, and knelt down.

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded slightly and walked towards a room on one side.

Crunch!

He pushed open the stone door and sat cross-legged on the ground.

He took out one spiritual herb after another from his bosom and swallowed them, quickly restoring his depleted mana and energy.

A pair of double pupils radiated a blue light, and a rich vitality filled his body, repairing his injuries.

Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

An hour!
Two hours!!
Three hours!!!

The elixir was completely refined, and his magical power and blood energy were restored to their peak; the blue light in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his injuries healed.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not leave, nor did he summarize the gains and losses of the past two months of fighting. Instead, he lay down on the ground with his arms as a pillow.

He emptied his mind, lost all thought, and drifted off to sleep.

This sleep lasted for four days and nights.

He didn't open his eyes until the morning of the fifth day.

"A sweet dream!"

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled, his fatigue dissipating, his essence, energy, and spirit all at their peak.

He sat cross-legged and began to summarize the gains and losses of the past two months.

First, there's cultivation. Through continuous battles and trials, constantly rising through life and death, one takes a giant leap forward.

Secondly, there's body tempering, which has been the biggest achievement over the past two months.

The fighting inside the Xuan Shui Temple directly broke the skin tempering process, and a large portion of the strange stone powder dissipated.

After refining the remaining strange stone powder, he directly took out a small half of the meteorite and refined its outer membrane.

just now……

"It's over!"

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the last wisp of powder on his skin dissipating.

The thunder pattern on his chest became clearer and clearer until it was fully formed.

Crackling!

Thunder crackled around him, and a fierce aura filled the room, like a savage beast awakening from its slumber.

The skin tempering is complete!
Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the changes after his body refinement breakthrough and felt the immense power surging from all parts of his body.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

After the skin tempering is complete, the next step is the seventh level of the Nine Tribulations Thunder Body – tempering the eyes.

Tempering one's eyes with five different types of lightning-attribute precious liquids is a dangerous path of tempering.

Compared to other parts of the body, the eyes are far more delicate; the slightest carelessness can leave irreversible damage.

Zhang Yuanzhu pondered the techniques and methods of tempering, preparing for the next stage of body refining.

However, all of this is predicated on finding a lightning-attribute treasure liquid, which is a more precious treasure than rare stones.

The young man currently doesn't possess a single type of lightning-attribute treasure.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked helpless, shook his head, and cut off the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He stood up and walked towards the stone gate.

Extend your palm and exert force.

Crunch!

Stepping out, Fa Yan and Fa Ding were already waiting in the hall.

Their gazes followed the crimson figure.

tower!
Zhang Yuanzhu stopped in front of the two women:
"We should leave!"

"it is good!"

The two women nodded, and the three of them walked forward side by side.

Just as Zhang Yuanzhu was about to leave the cave, he tilted his head slightly and looked westward, where several extraordinary auras were roaming around him.

'Wuliang Palace, still not giving up?'

The young man murmured to himself, "The other party has actually left the pass and is searching in the territory of the righteous path."

Such an action is undoubtedly a provocation to Qingyangzhai.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes flickered, and various thoughts surged in his mind, finally converging into one.

"kill!"

Boom!

The rock wall exploded, and a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, tearing apart the surrounding cultivators.

One after another, charred corpses fell to the ground.

He grabbed the two women and sped eastward.

The next instant...

Boom boom boom~
Powerful auras surged from the horizon, shattering the clouds and stirring up the space.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you really didn't leave."

“Thief, you destroyed my pass, you must be killed.”

"Fellow Daoists, follow me and kill!"

……

Roars echoed throughout the heavens and earth, each True Person of the Condensing Fiend Realm harboring the most resolute killing intent.

This seventh member of the Immortal Soldier Valley had played everyone for fools; they were manipulated at will like puppets.

Zhang Yuanzhu transformed into lightning, his six spiritual platforms trembling simultaneously, his flesh and bones unleashing surges of power to strengthen himself. His speed increased again and again, accompanied by ear-piercing sonic booms, as he swept across the sky.

A cup of tea has passed!

A stick of incense has burned out!
Half an hour has passed!

The distance between the Wuliang Palace Master and the young man was only a few hundred miles.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep as he gazed at the horizon, where a wisp of blue gradually appeared.

It was a long, blue wall that connected the earth, reached into the clouds, and stretched for thousands of miles without end, like an iron curtain that blocked the way.

The young man grinned as he saw the people moving on the blue wall and sensed the aura emanating from them.

It was much weaker than I had imagined.

A thought came to my mind.

A series of purple halos rose from his body, rising and falling, making him appear as if a god had descended to earth.

His magical power surged, his blood energy surged, and his long roar echoed throughout the heavens and the earth.

"Thousands of years have passed, and my Wuliang Palace is finally going to fight its way back."

Boom!

With a roar, mountains and rivers exploded, the earth shattered, vegetation turned to ash, and even the blue walls trembled.

At this moment, on the green wall, the cultivators looked at the sacred and majestic halo with disgust.

They were extremely familiar with the spells of the unorthodox sects.

"It's the Boundless Palace!"

"How dare a bunch of losers act like this?"

"Do you want to break a promise that has lasted for thousands of years?"

Several figures emerged from the long wall, like rows of blue suns illuminating the mountains and rivers.

Without uttering a single wasted word, Zhang Yuanzhu made his move immediately.

Sixty-two halos condensed and transformed into purple spears.

kill!

The young man let out a long roar, and his spear shot out explosively.

Sixty-two purple beams of light stretched across the sky, like a beam spanning heaven and earth.

In an instant, space tore open, revealing a deep blackness.

At this moment, not only the righteous people facing the attack head-on, but even the Wuliang Palace Master who was chasing after them from behind, trembled with fear.

madman!

Regardless of what everyone was thinking, the righteous experts all stood in front of the spears, trying to stop the attack.

A man in the crowd, wearing a cyan-gold cloak over a silver shirt, had golden eyes. He stared at the spear, his hand outstretched, about to stop it.

His expression suddenly changed as he saw a dark-colored pearl floating on the tip of the spear, its body cracked with fissures.

"retreat!"

The man shouted and retreated rapidly.

Several powerful figures nearby also noticed the anomaly and quickly retreated.

The Xuan Yin Pearl hidden within the light gun suddenly exploded at that moment.

Rumble!
It was as if dozens of suns exploded at the same time, plunging the sky and the earth into blinding brilliance, and causing space to collapse layer by layer.

Zhang Yuanzhu, enveloped in a divine halo, crashed straight into the flames. Before the righteous experts could react, he had already rushed into the green wall.

His body moved like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred miles away.

In just a few breaths, they left the blue wall.

Such a scene left even the pursuing Wuliang Palace Master somewhat taken aback.

They gazed at the righteous powerhouses who had hidden themselves in various places.

It's just a weapon exploding on its own; it's not like it'll kill you all. Why are you all dodging so quickly? Shouldn't you have all gone all out to block the aftershocks of the explosion before ganging up on your enemies?

Furthermore, when you encountered the enemy, why didn't you activate the grand formation beforehand? Why didn't you have many disciples form a battle array to desperately delay the enemy's advance? Why didn't you activate the forbidden artifacts and fight to the death?
Too many questions churned in my heart, leaving me standing in the vast sky, unsure of whether to advance or retreat.

"Wuliang Palace, if you want war, then let's fight!"

"All disciples, listen to my command: activate the great formation and prevent any outsiders from entering."

"Order to search Yushen Plain and find those three bandits."

Many righteous cultivators, having recovered from the explosion, charged forward and fought against the cultivators of the Boundless Palace.

In an instant, a series of booming sounds rang out as various secret techniques annihilated the space.

At the same time, news of the unorthodox cultivators entering the Passing River Plain spread rapidly throughout all the lineages of the Divine Control Plain.

"A treacherous scoundrel has infiltrated; all sects are to search for him, dead or alive!"

……

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu grabbed the two women with both hands and flew across the sky, moving away from the green wall at lightning speed.

Even the young man himself found it hard to believe that he had actually rushed into the Plain of Passing River.

He was already prepared to force his way through even if the weapon was blocked.

The thoughts in my mind did not affect my speed. The parched earth gradually receded into the distance, and spiritual energy began to fill the air. Lush grasslands and ancient forests filled my field of vision.

Zhang Yuanzhu's tense mind began to relax.

They officially entered the Plain of Passing River.

After an unknown amount of time, the lightning around them dissipated, and the three of them slowly landed on the lawn.

“Brother Dao, we have entered the Plain of Passing River. The journey home from here will be much easier. We only need to…”

"Who goes out here!"

A loud shout interrupted Fayan's words.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was icy, and he turned his body slightly to look at an empty space.

As the words fell, an elderly man dressed in a Taoist robe, wearing a crescent-shaped crown, and with a ruddy complexion appeared.

The old man looked on with curiosity, carefully examining the three of them, and first bowed to the two women.

"Elder Feng Zhengxin of the Shouyi Sect greets the two fellow practitioners."

Then, he turned his gaze to the crimson shadow and spoke:
"You are the unorthodox cultivator who infiltrated the Divine Control Plains."

"Yu Shenyuan?"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly; such a place name was full of malice towards Wuliang Palace.

Moreover, the old man in front of them was not strong, but his magical power was extremely pure, which was quite rare.

"Yushen Plain, after many unorthodox sects were driven out, this place became known as such."

The old man explained, his expression gentle.

The young man's lips curled into a smile, his arm draped over the long ruler at his waist:
"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Unorthodox methods don't have a good reputation for you."

The old man's arms hung naturally at his sides, his eyes filled with solemnity.

With like-minded people by your side, your character is unlikely to be too bad.

"But I have no intention of harming anyone, so why should I be afraid?"

The young man lightly gripped the long ruler with his five fingers, and ripples stirred in the depths of his eyes.

The right path? Interesting!
He turned and walked away into the distance, his peaceful voice emanating from his back.

"Guarding one's own path, embracing one's own essence, upholding the Great Dao, being refined and pure—I have witnessed it all!"

Feng Zhengxin watched the three figures leave, his eyes filled with shock.

However, after only one meeting, this junior from another sect was able to deduce the core concepts of the Daoist tradition.

'From the unorthodox path, a remarkable prodigy was born.'

The old man was filled with emotion.

He then prepared to leave, without intending to tell Qingyangzhai about the matter.

Neither the red-robed youth nor the two Buddhist disciples were considered heretical by him; otherwise, he wouldn't have survived.

"Senior brother, were those three people you just saw disciples of an unorthodox sect?"

A rainbow descended behind them, its tone enigmatic.

The rainbow light faded, revealing a middle-aged man with a refined and scholarly appearance.

“Junior brother, now that you have seen them, do not reveal their whereabouts. They are not bad people; there must be some misunderstanding between them and Qingyangzhai.”

The middle-aged man, with a refined and scholarly appearance, lowered his head upon hearing the old man's affirmative words, concealing the emotions in his eyes, and chuckled softly.

“I will naturally listen to what my senior brother says.”

"Okay, we will."

Stab it!

A hand pierced through the old man's chest, instantly extinguishing all his life force.

(End of this chapter)