Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 969: Heroes make changes
Wei Cangdong was forced back by Chen Mu's magic, his face so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Seeing his expression, Yang Hong and the other younger generation knew something was wrong, so they all held their breath and dared not step forward to provoke him.

Since he mastered the supreme supernatural power of "All Laws Return to Nothingness", he believed that there was no magic in the world that could easily threaten him, so he rarely used other means of self-protection.

Seeing the dragon sparrow carrying a fierce sword intent, and slashing from a hundred miles away, I couldn't help but feel a little careless, and subconsciously used my most proud "All Laws Return to Nothingness" to deal with it.

Unexpectedly, caught off guard, they suffered a huge loss!
Although his body was not actually injured, having his hair cut off in public, leaving him disheveled and humiliated, meant he had completely lost face.

Luo Feng walked over slowly, his gaze sweeping over him for a moment before he asked in a deep voice, "Junior Brother, are you injured?"

Wei Cangdong looked ashamed, hastily gathered his disheveled hair, and cupped his hands, saying, "Reporting to Senior Brother, I am fine. I was just a little too arrogant and almost fell into this person's trap."

Luo Feng nodded slightly, showing no anger at the loss of his two fallen comrades. He simply reminded him in a solemn tone, "Chen Mu is unfathomable. Junior Brother, you must not be so careless and underestimate him again."

For him, the only people worth caring about were Wei Cangdong and Song Qin; he was not particularly concerned about the lives of his other comrades.

Wei Cangdong responded softly, his eyes flashing like lightning as he refocused on the figure in front of him.

His easy victory over Zhong Chiyan had made him somewhat complacent, which led him to relax at the crucial moment.

Having suffered this setback, he now regards Chen Mu as a formidable enemy unlike any he has ever faced, and he will no longer act rashly...

High in the sky, Chen Mu's mind stirred slightly, and the twelve golden dragon-birds suddenly flew back, circling around him with extreme agility, soaring and swimming back and forth.

As the dragon soars through the air, it is sometimes as swift as lightning, sometimes as slow as flowing clouds, its speed and slowness changing at will.

Its trajectory is nimble and leaping, containing a kind of indescribable and mysterious rhythm, leaving no trace, making it impossible for people to predict its next move.

His gaze swept calmly over Cui Dongbai and the others who had stopped in the distance, and his clear voice flowed like a cold spring: "If you fellow Daoists are willing to leave here and clear the way, I will not go too far and will give you a break."

"However, if you dare to take another step forward..." He paused slightly, a chilling and murderous intent silently spreading, "then don't blame me for being ruthless."

Chen Mu's voice contained immense magical power, rumbling out and instantly echoing throughout the mountains and valleys!
This is his warning. Today's events concern the causal power necessary for his spiritual path, therefore he must assist Fusheng Temple.

If Liangyi Temple is willing to open the road now, he will have no further say in the future fate of Fusheng Temple, nor will he interfere.

But if Liangyi Temple is determined to destroy Fusheng Temple here, then there is no other way but to fight to the death...

After these words were spoken, several people in the room did indeed begin to consider leaving.

These cultivators were mostly at the initial stage of the Profound Gate realm. They knew they were no match for Chen Mu's ruthless methods and that rushing forward would be suicide.

In fact, they were no different from the Green-Robed True Monarch and others who left yesterday; if the situation turned slightly wrong, they would have to re-evaluate the pros and cons.

At this moment, Cui Dongbai keenly sensed the change in atmosphere and immediately shouted loudly, "Fellow Daoists, do not forget that you have all signed a legal contract. If you retreat in the face of battle, are you not afraid of the backlash that comes with fulfilling your oath?!"

Having already won a round yesterday, he was naturally unwilling to return empty-handed.

This reminder sent a chill down everyone's spine, making them wary and apprehensive, yet their feet remained firmly planted on the ground, and no one dared to step forward.

After all, they had clearly witnessed the instantaneous deaths of those two Dao Inquiry True Monarchs.

Seeing this, Cui Dongbai raised his voice again: "Everyone, don't panic. No matter how powerful he is, he is still just one person. Let's surround him together and then use our magic weapons to attack from a distance."

As he spoke, he drew his broad ancient sword from his back with a clang, and turned his gaze to a disheveled, barefoot, gray-robed Taoist: "Fellow Daoist Nanlai, what do you think?"

This person was none other than the Nanlai Hermit mentioned by Tao Fengbian earlier. Among the several Dao Inquiry True Monarchs present, he had the highest realm and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should also be the strongest.

Upon hearing this, the Hermit of Nanlai smiled slightly: "What Fellow Daoist Cui said is quite right. This humble Daoist has also thought so."

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable weight.

Seeing that even the most powerful cultivator from Nanlai had made such a statement, the remaining people immediately realized that this was not a one-on-one fight, so why should they confront his sharp edge head-on?
Without further hesitation, the group scattered and stopped rushing forward. Instead, they spread out and slowly closed in from the left, right, and rear, forming an encirclement.

Two more figures soared into the sky, hovering high above the firmament, looking down from above, poised to strike, clearly intending to launch an aerial attack at the opportune moment.

Chen Mu stood motionless with his hands behind his back, his gaze deep and unfathomable, as if a cold, sharp glint was brewing within.

Sensing the murderous intent emanating from him, the dragon sparrow swooshed out, transforming into golden light, with streaks of sharp brilliance bursting forth.

On the Fusheng Dharma Altar below, Fu Danian was deeply moved and his blood boiled. He couldn't help but shout, "How can we let Fellow Daoist Chen fight alone in the affairs of Fusheng Temple!"

After saying this, his magical power surged within him, and he was about to leap up and rush to the aid of the heavens.

However, as soon as he moved, he felt a sudden weight on his shoulder.

Looking back, he saw Yan Rongmu's five fingers pressing firmly against his Jianjing acupoint like iron hoops, and he said in a deep voice, "Junior brother, don't be anxious. Fellow Daoist Chen's Daoist techniques are profound and divine, and he possesses supreme Daoist fruits. He has never been afraid of group battles or being surrounded. Besides..."

His sharp gaze swept over Qi Yunsu, who sat calmly on the high platform in the distance. "Qi Yunsu has not made a move yet, so the three of us must not act rashly. Otherwise, not only will we not be able to help, but we will also disrupt the formation and make things worse!"

"This……"

Fu Danian paused, for he understood this principle all too well.

Watching helplessly as his own Fusheng Temple faced a life-or-death crisis, only to be saved thanks to an outsider fighting a bloody battle on the front lines, filled him with a sense of guilt and resentment that gnawed at him like poisonous insects, leaving him with a bitter taste in his mouth...

At this moment, in the midst of the battle in the high heavens, Cui Dongbai and the other six Dao Inquiry True Monarchs had completely surrounded Chen Mu in the center. Seeing that the time was ripe, a fierce glint flashed in Cui Dongbai's eyes, and he immediately shouted: "Attack—!"

"boom!"

Before the shout had even finished, six streaks of light rushed toward Chen Mu from different directions like shooting stars, the magical artifacts' spiritual light instantly tearing through the sky.

Cui Dongbai's broadsword "Broken Mountain" hummed as it unleashed a powerful sword aura capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

The gourd at Nanlai Sanren's waist flashed red light, spewing out blazing flames that transformed into a ferocious fire dragon, roaring and lunging forward.

The other four also used their own methods, weaving a net of death with flying needles, precious seals, poison banners, and chains, covering the lone figure from above and below.

Chen Mu remained expressionless, while the illusory image of Ze Ding behind him shone brightly.

"rise!"

With a soft shout, a torrent of water poured out of the cauldron, instantly transforming into a colossal wave that exploded outwards from him.

This water is no ordinary water; it is entirely transformed from "Ling Shu Qing Yuan Zhen Shui" (Spiritual Pivot Pure Source True Water), which is extremely pure and clean, containing the power to cleanse all laws and dissolve spiritual energy.

The surging waves, with their overwhelming force, instantly shattered the encirclement.

The Fiery Dragon crashed into the true water, hissing and crackling. The flames dimmed and shrank at a visible speed, seemingly about to be extinguished. The poisonous banner's toxic fumes dissipated upon contact with the water, and the Flying Needle Seal was also battered by the giant waves, its spiritual light trembling wildly and its trajectory deviating. The chains were entangled in the undercurrents and whirlpools, making it impossible to move an inch.

Just as everyone's formation was shaken by the water magic and their magical power sluggish—

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

The twelve golden rays of the dragon sparrow suddenly erupted. They no longer swirled around nimbly, but transformed into twelve golden lines of death that tore through the void. They were faster than divine sense could capture and were fiercely slashed out with unparalleled ferocity!
"Ah—!" Screams rang out almost simultaneously!

As the golden light passed, a Xuan Guan Zhen Jun who had unleashed flying needles had his protective magic treasure shatter like paper, and a point of golden light shone through his brow as he was annihilated, his soul and spirit destroyed.

Another cultivator who was controlling the poison banner was about to activate the poison mist when a golden line swept across his neck, and his head flew into the air. The spiritual light of the poison banner dimmed instantly.

The third cultivator, who was holding the precious seal, had just had his seal deflected by the waves when a golden light from a dragon-phoenix pierced through his ribs and emerged from his back, bringing with it a spray of blood...

In the blink of an eye, three people perished!
The remaining three were horrified, and their attack vanished instantly.

The cultivator who had unleashed the chain magic weapon was terrified and desperately tried to retrieve it, but was instead entangled by a golden dragon-phoenix light that twisted around the chain. With a crisp "crack," the magic weapon was severed.

Although Cui Dongbai and Nanlai Sanren were not injured, they were still shocked by the thunderous slaughter.

In less than a moment, the encirclement completely collapsed, three of the six were gone, and the rest were terrified.

Seeing that Chen Mu not only did not stop, but instead used his escape light to press back, the cultivator whose chain magic weapon was destroyed could no longer hold on. He let out a terrified scream and fled for his life without looking back.

As if infected by this collapse of emotions, Nanlai Sanren and Cui Dongbai no longer cared about the legal constraints and fled in different directions in a panic.

Chen Mu remained indifferent and did not pursue the fleeing enemies. Instead, he turned and sped straight towards the outer edge of the Three Immortals Valley, where two solitary peaks, one to the north and one to the south, connected to the three islands, stood.

But the twists and turns of life are beyond compare.

Cui Dongbai's frantic escape route happened to coincide with Chen Mu's target path.

Seeing Chen Mu following closely behind, his speed increasing rather than decreasing, he assumed that Chen Mu had come specifically to kill him. He was terrified and cried out repeatedly, "Fellow Daoist Chen! True Lord Chen! We have no personal grudges against each other, why are you chasing after me?!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mu pursed his lips almost imperceptibly, feeling speechless. He figured the matter couldn't be explained, so he simply ignored it. The light beneath his feet surged, and his speed suddenly increased by another third.

Upon seeing this, Cui Dongbai was terrified. He screamed and poured all his magical power into his escape light, desperately trying to flee.

However, the difference in their speed was too great, and in the blink of an eye, the distance between them had been reduced by more than half.

In that critical moment, his gaze suddenly fell upon the solitary peak that Wei Cangdong had won after his victory the previous day.

At the summit, the mysterious barrier set up by the Liangyi Temple was faintly visible. This barrier was originally set up to show the ownership of this peak and to settle the results of the Dao discussion, but in Cui Dongbai's eyes at this moment, it was the only possible lifeline.

How could he dare to hesitate even for a moment? His figure plummeted down like a meteor, while frantically channeling his magic power to connect with the restrictions at the summit.

"Om-!"

In an instant, streams of light, flowing endlessly and containing the mysteries of Yin and Yang, rose from all parts of the mountain peaks, quickly intertwining and merging to form a huge two-colored light shield that tightly enveloped the entire mountain.

"True Lord Chen! According to the rules of Daoist discourse, this place is already a realm of Yin and Yang, and you are not allowed to enter!"

Cui Dongbai shouted at the top of his lungs, hoping to use this rule to drive away the deadly star.

Seeing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

If Cui Dongbai knew that his true intention was this mountain shrouded in the restrictions of the Liangyi Temple, one can only imagine the interesting expression on his face.

He hovered in mid-air, his gaze piercing through the flowing Yin-Yang light barrier, landing on Cui Dongbai's panicked face, and he sneered coldly: "Just now you didn't care about the rules of the Dao, what are you talking about now?"

He said no more, calmed his mind, summoned the spiritual tide, and with another wave of his hand, the white smoke in the sky immediately swirled and rolled in.

In an instant, the smoke and clouds condensed into a giant hand that reached the sky, pressing down from above and covering the sun. Before the giant hand even reached its peak, the violent airflow had already blasted through the clouds. Its overwhelming power seemed to want to smash this world into dust with a single blow.

"Master Luo—!"

Cui Dongbai was terrified. In his haste, he could only shout hoarsely before gritting his teeth and desperately trying to raise the protective barrier.

boom--!
A deafening roar shook the entire world! Mountains trembled violently, and the earth shuddered.

With just this one strike, the mountain-protecting formation was on the verge of collapse, its spiritual light trembling wildly, almost dissipating.

Upon seeing this, Luo Feng was filled with shock and anger.

Just as they were about to crush Fusheng Temple and achieve the great cause of unifying the two temples, Chen Mu suddenly appeared halfway through and single-handedly routed their forces.

Such a record is something even he could not replicate.

"Without eliminating this son, our great cause will be difficult to achieve!"

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he shouted to Wei Cangdong beside him, "Junior brother, let's join forces and take down this fiend as soon as possible!"

Wei Cangdong was slightly taken aback, but upon catching a glimpse of the undeniable sternness in his senior brother's eyes, he instantly understood: "Yes!"

Chen Muzhi's strength far exceeded their expectations. If they were to go forward one by one, there was no guarantee that unforeseen complications would arise. To avoid any accidents, the two of them would have to work together.

However, just as the two moved, about to break through the air, they saw their Martial Uncle Qi Yunsu raise his hand to signal:
"Stop."

Luo and Wei paused, staring in astonishment.

"This person will be dealt with by Qi."

Qi Yunsu slowly rose to his feet, his cold, sharp eyes, like a deep pool, fixed firmly on the figure in green robes high in the sky. His sleeves moved without wind, and a deep, abyss-like aura quietly spread out.

"Uncle Master..."

Luo Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. Did his martial uncle mean that even if he and his junior brother Wei joined forces, they would not be able to defeat this person?

Qi Yunsu did not explain, but the solemn and murderous look between her brows said it all.

He waved his hand, signaling Luo and Wei to take good care of Tao Fengbian and his fellow disciples. Then, his figure flickered and transformed into a sharp beam of light, soaring into the sky.

At the same moment, high in the sky, Chen Mu felt a sudden chill, a strong sense of crisis, like thorns pricking his back and piercing his bones, abruptly emerging...

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(End of this chapter)