Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 467 Let's settle the score of cause and effect (4000)

The gray-haired old man slightly raised his head, his cloudy eyes filled with emotion:

"The Fifth Patriarch was exceptionally talented. Even before reaching the Golden Core stage, he was able to escape from the hands of the Arhat at Shengjue Temple and later helped him pass away peacefully."

"He interrupted an Arhat who was about to enter the realm of Bodhisattva. How many people throughout history can match such combat power and talent?"

"If our descendants possess even a fraction of the talent of our ancestor, it would be a great blessing from Heaven."

His voice was deep, full of respect and admiration.

Zhang Yuanzhu's face was calm as his gaze passed over the pale doorway, pierced through the mist, and saw one tomb after another.

The cemetery was desolate and tinged with sadness.

No matter how outstanding you are, how heroic and valiant you are, traversing the world, at this moment you are nothing more than a pile of yellow earth, buried in the passage of time.

"Even heroes as great as the Fifth Patriarch never reached the next level?"

The old man in the gray robe placed his arms flat on his knees and shook his head.

"According to clan records, after the Fifth Ancestor secluded himself for two hundred years, a wisp of energy escaped from his seclusion, shattering three hundred thousand miles of void, shaking down stars, and reversing the seasons."

"Sudden death!"

The old man's voice was mournful as he slowly recounted:

"Eight thousand years ago, our ancestors went to collect the remains, carrying flesh and blood with them, and buried them in the cemetery."

'Failed!'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself.

Even a great figure like the Fifth Patriarch couldn't break through that barrier. What exactly is the difference between a Daoist Lord and a True Lord?
Or is the Golden Core realm the end of their cultivation system, and they must forge their own path afterward?

Since he began his cultivation, he has seen many powerful figures, including True Men, True Lords, and Arhats, but he has never truly seen a Dao Lord or Bodhisattva who has achieved enlightenment in this era.

The only time was in that evil space, where a Dao Lord, seemingly a remnant of the previous era, was awakened. It remains to be seen whether the one who awakens will be the Dao Lord himself.

A variety of emotions surged in the young man's chest, before finally settling into silence.

In any case, the Nascent Soul realm is still far from him, so it's understandable that he's thinking too much.

Moreover, a single burst of energy shattered 300,000 miles of void and shook down stars, likely surpassing the Golden Core realm. That Fifth Ancestor must have gained something.

Afterwards, Zhang Yuanzhu nodded to the old man, turned and left, without any intention of entering the cemetery.

The burial of the Du family ancestors must have involved various ruthless methods, and
“How could it be possible to bury the corpses of those who have attained the Golden Core stage in the cemetery, only to waste them here?”

Zhang Yuanzhu's face was solemn as he stood away from the pale doorway.

He felt extremely dangerous just standing in front of the door, let alone going in.

Afterwards, the young man continued to use the old Taoist's identity to explore the terrain, during which he encountered several places that he felt were dangerous.

They all left silently, without investigating.

Then, Zhang Yuanzhu began to approach the sacred tree standing in the center of the clan's territory.

The closer one gets, the denser the spiritual energy becomes, the more vibrant the life force becomes, and even the laws begin to manifest, making them easier to comprehend.

Finally, the young man stopped five thousand miles away from the divine tree to observe it carefully.

After walking through the Du family's territory, he roughly understood the origin of this sacred tree.

Legend has it that by chance, the Du family ancestor once glanced at the Jianmu tree and comprehended a wisp of Daoist essence.

This Daoist essence is integrated into one's bloodline, and all descendants are exceptionally talented.

Then, they sought out a rare and precious tree and integrated it with the Daoist principles of Jianmu.

Since then, the Du family has persisted for tens of thousands of years and nurtured it with countless rare treasures, resulting in this divine tree.

This is the true foundation of the Du family!
Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the divine tree, plotting how to obtain it.

A moment later, the young man turned and headed toward the edge of the Du family's territory.

In his mind, images began to emerge of the terrain, formations, and spatial nodes of the Du family's various locations.

Subsequently, various deployment methods began to emerge in my mind, and I quickly determined whether they were feasible.

Time passed by second by second, and before they knew it, they had arrived at the edge of the Du family's residence.

He had also made a decision about how to arrange the formation.

Without further hesitation, hidden patterns began to form beneath their feet, merging with the existing formation.

One square array plate fell into the soil like an ordinary stone.

He strode forward, circling the Du family's territory, deliberately avoiding several dangerous and perilous places.

As the formation moved deeper and deeper from the outside in, the existing grand formation of the Du family began to change.

This change was extremely secretive, and only those who were extremely proficient in formations and searched thoroughly could possibly discover the anomaly.

the other side.

Deep within the Du family compound, an unknown secret chamber.

Various precious medicines and spiritual liquids were piled up like mountains and placed haphazardly in various places. A being shrouded in mist opened its eyes.

In an instant, the fog dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man.

He was tall and imposing, clad in a blue iron suit, with a strong physique and explosive power. His eyes shone brightly like stars, and his long blue hair cascaded down his shoulders.
The middle-aged man, with a hint of doubt, extended his spiritual sense and surveyed the clan's territory.

"Everything seems normal, so why do I feel uneasy?"

The Golden Core True Monarch received a warning instinctively, but he did not ignore it. Instead, he continued to investigate, leaving no corner unchecked.

At the same time, various inference methods were employed to search for the source of the unease.

the other side.

Zhang Yuanzhu quickly set up the formation and strode towards the depths of the Du family's territory, where the changes in the world's forces became increasingly drastic.

Time ticked by, and the atmosphere in the space grew increasingly oppressive.

A cup of tea!

One stick of incense!
Half an hour!!!

Tower~
Zhang Yuanzhu suddenly stopped in his tracks, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes. He had ultimately underestimated the True Lord's vigilance.

No more delay!
At that moment, the young man did not hesitate and looked up.

The aged cardboard peeled away, revealing a handsome and resolute face. A magnificent and ethereal aura burst forth, stirring up the clouds in the sky.

"Zhang Yuanzhu!!!"

A roar shook the vast sky, causing boundless spiritual energy and all tangible and intangible things to tremble and surge like boiling water.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, raised his arms, and suddenly clasped them together!

Snapped!
At this moment, the wind was still, the water was still, and even the air seemed to freeze.

Strands of runes emerged from the Du family's territory, then began to burn, transforming into clusters of flames that soared into the sky.

One hundred thousand!

million!!
Tens of millions!!!

Millions of beams of light shot straight into the sky, burning fiercely with patterns that could incinerate everything, covering most of the tribe's territory.

In an instant, vegetation, birds and beasts turned to ash, palaces were burned down in endless rows, and groups of Du family cultivators turned to dust before they could even utter a wail.

Everything in sight is withering away.

Whether ordinary people or real people, there is no difference at this moment.

"Looking for death!"

A burly figure clad in cyan iron armor smashed through the sky full of flames and appeared above the Du family's territory.

With a single palm raised, a surging wave of energy swept across the vast wilderness, overwhelming countless pillars of light.

Boom~
The vast mountains and rivers pressed down, shattering countless beams of light, and violently erasing all the array patterns.

With just a breath, the middle-aged man in blue armor could extinguish the flames, then activate the clan's backup plan to kill the traitor.

At this moment, the Golden Core True Monarch's killing intent was more intense than ever before.

In the blink of an eye, too many clansmen perished, and most of the entire clan territory was destroyed.

Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the imposing figure, his smile deepening. There was only one True Monarch. With a thought, patterns rose from beneath his feet, enveloping the crimson shadow before vanishing.

In the next instant, they appeared five thousand miles away from the divine tree.

The young man was tall and slender. He raised his hand and grasped it in mid-air, and a scarlet battle flag appeared.

Flags flutter and dance like flames, intertwining principles and reason.

In an instant, all the surviving beings in the space above and below looked up, gazing at the god-like being.

Sensing the magnificent aura that was no weaker than that of a Golden Core True Monarch.

Whether it's resentment or anger, one cannot deny that his demeanor was unparalleled and his spirit captivating.

"The unorthodox school—Zhang Yuanzhu!"

A single gaze, a thousand gazes, even the gaze of hundreds of thousands or millions of living beings, did not stir the slightest ripple in the young man's heart.

He looked ahead with his double pupils, and all he could see was the ancient divine tree that stretched from the sky to the earth.

As his body stretched, the nine-story green pagoda within his dantian trembled, and streams of magical power and malevolent energy surged like a raging tide.

Within the body, qi and blood circulate through the limbs and bones, causing the skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs to tremble slightly, unleashing tremendous power.

In his mind, a sixteen-story glazed pagoda rotated, and layers of glazed light scattered down, while his spiritual consciousness flowed out like water.

Deep within the soul, the Seven Treasures Tree sways, and four-colored divine light blooms. [Characteristics]: Moving Mountains, Controlling Ridges, Supporting the Sky, and Shaking the Earth burst forth, empowering oneself.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanzhu was at an unprecedented peak.

He stood in the sky, the space around him tearing open with cracks, and with a sway of his body, layers of spatial fragments rippled outwards.

He marched, he waved the flag!
The flag flies like a knife!

The surviving beings felt their vision explode, and then they saw a crimson banner waved, causing the sky to crack open for thousands of miles!
The brilliance of that strike is indescribable!
"You madman, I'm going to kill you!"

The burly middle-aged man roared.

How dare they do this?

Severing the sacred tree that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years is a declaration of an irreconcilable conflict with the Du family, leaving no room for reconciliation.

He had just extinguished the flames that enveloped the clan's territory, and had no time to resist. He could only watch helplessly as the blood flag fell.

The entire time, they were outmaneuvered by that unorthodox cultivator!

At the same time, the ancient tree that stretched from the sky to the earth instinctively sensed danger. The divine tree trembled, its branches swayed, and the surrounding star began to dim.

Strands of starlight fell, and massive formations appeared out of thin air, blocking the banner.

puff puff~
Like bubbles bursting one by one, without any obstruction.

In the next instant, a thousand miles of sword light slashed fiercely at the tree trunk.

hum~
The sound is loud, but the elephant is invisible!
In that instant, the sound and sight of the collision between the two exceeded the limits that ordinary cultivators could capture.

As a result, time and space seem to freeze at this moment.

Kakakka~
With a series of shattering sounds, the frozen space was broken, and hideous cracks appeared at the point of attack, spreading towards both sides of the tree trunk.

The divine tree trembled violently, its branches and leaves falling like rain, and the surrounding stars fell one after another.

On the ground, cultivators collapsed, staring blankly at the crack that had broken off one-tenth of the way through, and the life essence flowing out of it like a vast ocean.

Since the establishment of the Du family, even during the most intense competition with Qingyangzhai, such a scene has never occurred.

The sacred tree, nurtured for tens of thousands of years, is almost about to be cut down.

The object upon which countless hopes and endless plans were placed has been mostly destroyed!

Zhang Yuanzhu gazed at the divine tree that still stood between heaven and earth, and sighed in his heart.

Lacking sufficient strength, they were unable to cut down the ancient tree and thus could not obtain the maximum benefit; they can only wait for the next time.

The blood-red flag fluttered, swirling up fallen leaves, broken branches, wood chips, and the essence of life before returning.

Zhang Yuanzhu held the blood-red flag in one hand, not yet putting it away.

A deafening roar that shook time and space, shattering the sky, had already reached us.

"Taoist Technique: Jianmu Heaven-Suppressing Seal, Kill!"

Illusory tree shadows appeared, and profound and mysterious energy emerged. Countless dazzling blue lights leaped out from them, seemingly endless.

These rays of light intertwined and gathered together, transforming into a large blue-gold seal.

The seal is flawless, surrounded by lifelike depictions of grass, flowers, birds, beasts, insects, and fish.

Time and space froze, and the great seal appeared behind the crimson shadow in an instant, crashing down.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained calm and composed as he leisurely put away the Blood Demon Banner.

At the same time, a lapis lazuli talisman floated out from behind and blocked the seal.

The Golden Elixir Talisman, obtained by slaying the Du family's Ning Sha True Person, has now been transformed into an object to resist the True Monarch's attack.

Boom~
With a deafening roar, the talisman tore apart, and the lapis lazuli seal fell.

Space crumbled inch by inch, countless spatial fragments scattered and fell, stirring up layers of dust, and the vast land was plunged into a dark void.

The middle-aged man, clad in blue armor, stood in the void, his face cold and devoid of any smile.

The enemy used the time bought by the talisman to escape!
The middle-aged man dispersed his handprints and looked towards the ruined clan territory.

Even as a Golden Core True Monarch, he could not suppress his anger. More than half of his clansmen were killed or injured, and the loss of buildings, spiritual objects, and treasures was incalculable.

Most importantly, the sacred tree that has been nurtured since ancient times has been damaged.

How could he explain this situation to the other True Lords of the various factions?

North of Cyanwood Mountain.

A woman dressed in black walked forward with a yellow dog and a silver wolf.

Suddenly, Xie Beiling stopped in her tracks, and the array plate engraved with intricate patterns in her bosom floated out.

At the same time, a similar array plate floated out from the storage bag on Big Yellow's neck.

The moment the two array plates appeared, rays of light burst forth, intertwining and transforming into a spell.

Then, invisible ripples were generated, space dissolved, revealing a pitch-black void.

In the next instant, a crimson figure stepped out and stood on the ground.

"Brother!"

Xie Beiling gasped, gazing at the blood-stained youth in his crimson robe.

His chest was pierced, and cracks appeared on the blue-gold armor on his right arm, from which blood flowed and dripped to the ground.

Despite such a severe blow, the young man was laughing heartily.

"nothing!"

After a cup of tea, the laughter gradually subsided.

Zhang Yuanzhu's double pupils scanned the surroundings.

With a flick of his right arm, the Wanmu Armor disappeared, revealing an arm covered in scars.

In the blink of an eye, streaks of red light emanated from his flesh and blood, beginning to heal his injuries.

Flesh and blood wriggle, skin reappears, and broken bones heal.

Within a few breaths, his appearance had returned to normal, but his magical power and vital energy were still lacking.

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his right arm on the long, white ruler, recalling the last scene before his departure, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

It wasn't that his Taoist magic was so powerful that he tore apart the talisman and injured himself.

Instead, it was a burst of energy that emerged from somewhere after the Du family's territory was destroyed, which even he found terrifying.

This is also why he chose to leave immediately and no longer fight with the True Lord of the Du family.

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly tapped the measuring ruler with his five fingers, his eyes filled with thought:

"What methods did the Du family employ within the cemetery?"

(End of this chapter)