Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 537 To be able to have Qingyang Marquis wipe out his entire family and the Broken Mountain Sect's inheritance... it was no injustice that it was cut off!
Elder Zheng has been killed!

"Who dares to invade my Broken Mountain Sect—"

"Quickly, block up the front yard—"

Panic shouts and chaotic running filled the previously silent mountains and fields with noise.

Suddenly, a mournful clang of metal came from the southeast corner.

The nine-foot-tall Giant Spirit Guard swung the eight-thousand-pound cast iron stake in the training ground, smashing seven disciples of the Broken Mountain Sect into the cliff face.

This brutal act of breaking bones and tendons terrified the other disciples, causing them to flee in panic.

"Who among the martial arts world dares to antagonize my Broken Mountain Sect!"

The shout, empowered by the true essence of the late-stage Innate Realm, reverberated for miles around in the snowy night.

Several streams of crimson light, surging from the true essence of innate realm qi and blood, converged and headed towards the central courtyard.

The light and shadow clearly guided the scattered disciples throughout the sect, causing them to turn and gather in the central courtyard.

Inside the carriage outside the shattered mountain gate, Zhang Yuan slightly raised his head, looking at the place where the light and shadow converged.

"hold head high--"

A faint dragon's roar resounded, and the Thunder Envoy of the Thunder Immortal Slaughtering Division, dressed in black robes and black armor covering his face, took a step forward, clenched his fist, and slammed it down hard.

Hundreds of twisted lightning bolts appeared in the snowy night sky, illuminating the mountains and fields.

The lightning serpent condensed into a ten-zhang-long lightning dragon, its phantom tearing through the clouds and crashing straight into the central courtyard of the Broken Mountain Sect.

"boom--"

The deafening roar that shook the mountains and fields was reflected in the beams of light from the five fallen cultivators at the Innate Realm.

Before the charred wood chips and gravel had even hit the ground, the cast iron stakes carried by the five giant spirit guards had already embedded themselves into the courtyard wall, creating a three-zhang-wide breach.

One after another, black figures shot in.

The black iron chains whistled and pierced through the bodies of the Broken Mountain Sect disciples like gourds of blood.

A nine-foot-tall figure crashed in, and flying martial arts weapons pierced through the hall pillars, pinning three elders who were trying to escape to their deaths.

The Thunder Master, who walked into the courtyard with his hands behind his back, pressed down with his palm, and the lightning destroyed every inch of the ground in front of him like a wash...

"Bam—"

One of the walls of the Broken Mountain Sect shattered, and a figure rushed straight out.

The disheveled old man charged forward several feet, only to be blocked by seven hidden guards.

"The sect leader of the Broken Mountain Sect is Li Tianxiong, a half-step martial arts master."

The Shadow Guard Commander, Faceless, stood with his hands behind his back in front of the wooden carriage ten feet away and spoke calmly.

Li Tianxiong looked up at the slowly dissipating lightning marks in the courtyard of the Broken Mountain Sect, and clenched his fists.

"Were you sent by Cao Xian to silence you?"

With a low roar, he stomped on the ice and snow beneath his feet, and his true energy steamed the icicles on the eaves, turning them into white mist.

The half-step Grandmaster's gaze swept over the Shadow Guards blocking his path, and the blood energy emanating from his hair and beard condensed into a phantom tiger in the snow—

This is the sign of the completion of the ultimate martial art of the Broken Mountain Sect, "Tiger Demon Suppressing Mountain Skill".

He slowly raised his head, looking at the wooden carriage in front of the mountain gate, and let out a low growl like a trapped beast: "Give me back the lives of my three hundred disciples of the Broken Mountain Sect—"

As Li Tianxiong suddenly attacked, blood mist surged around him, but seven shadow guards appeared like ghosts, blocking his way with black iron chains, preventing him from advancing.

"boom--"

The Giant Spirit Guard crashed through the wall, its nine-foot-tall figure emanating a faint aura of malevolent energy from its heavy armor.

Grandmaster!

Through the cracks in the broken wall, it was clear that the killing had stopped throughout the entire Po Shan Sect's territory.

The three hundred disciples of the Broken Mountain Sect have all been killed!
Li Tianxiong's eyes were bloodshot as he took out a pale red pill from his pocket and put it directly into his mouth.

As the pill entered his stomach, blood mist sprayed from every pore of his body, and the bottleneck of the half-step grandmaster was forcibly broken through amidst the sound of his meridians exploding.

Straight to the Grandmaster level!

"Roar--"

With a roar that sounded inhuman, Li Tianxiong smashed through the black iron chains in front of him, dragging the seven Shadow Guards forward five zhang as the chains pulled him along. Wumian snorted coldly, took a step forward, and blocked Li Tianxiong's path.

A faint, blood-red phantom appeared, revealing the shadow of the underworld in the night.

"Master of the Profound Realm!"

Li Tianxiong's forward momentum was stopped by the pressure of the Dongxuan Grandmaster. The power of the cave slammed down on him, pressing him into the frozen earth.

He smashed the bluestone slabs with his knees, stared intently at the wooden carriage, and roared hoarsely, "I, Li, want to die knowing why!"

Before the gates of the Broken Mountain Sect, figures quietly arrived.

At least nine Grandmasters and five Profound Realm experts loomed overhead.

This sight left the roaring Li Tianxiong stunned.

What merit or ability does Li Tianxiong, a mere member of the Poshan Sect, possess to deserve such a siege by so many experts?
Standing in front of the wooden carriage, Luo Hongxiu, her hand on the hilt of her sword and covered in black iron armor, took a step forward and looked at Li Tianxiong, who was kneeling five zhang away.

"The Great Qin Heavenly Bureau, Marquis Qingyang, has personally arrived."

Head of the Martial Guard, Marquis of Qingyang of the Great Qin Dynasty!
The number one force and the number one person in the martial arts of the Great Qin Dynasty!
"Lord Qingyang, Lord Qingyang..."

Li Tianxiong stared blankly at the silhouette in the shadows of the carriage, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Laughing, tears of blood streamed down his face. He raised his hand and smashed the top of his head: "To have Qingyang Marquis wipe out my entire family and destroy the legacy of the Broken Mountain Sect... it was no injustice!"

"To die and be done with it?" Inside the carriage, Zhang Yuan lightly stroked the scabbard with his fingertips and spoke calmly.

A ghostly figure swirled gently from the side of the carriage and landed in front of Li Tianxiong. With a wave of his hand, the faint blue ghostly shadow was collected into a jade bottle in his palm.

"boom--"

A pillar of light rose up as the grandmaster fell.

"My lord, those are Blood Burning Pills that have recently flowed into the Eastern Territory. Taking them will burn your blood and qi, allowing you to break through to a higher realm."

“It comes from the Qingyu Dan Sect of Yangtianzhou.”

Beside the vehicle, a middle-aged man in a blue robe bowed and spoke.

Inside the carriage, Zhang Yuan waved his hand, and the carriage slowly turned, heading into the distance through the night snow.

Moments later, flames shot into the sky from the Broken Mountain Sect's mountain gate.

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A sea of ​​clouds churns before the towering cliffs.

Buildings stand scattered among the rolling mountains.

The tall jade gate tower, weathered and worn, exudes a sense of antiquity and antiquity.

This is the Mountain Sect.

To be precise, it should be the mountain gate of the Moving Mountain Sect.

The Mountain Sect is a collective name for the four major sects: Moving Mountains, Breaking Mountains, Great Rivers, and Suppressing Seas.

The person who gave Zhang Yuan his identity jade token and taught him the Mountain Fist in Luyang Prefecture, Liang Qiyuan, was the Supreme Elder of the Mountain Moving Sect.

Today is the triennial day for the Mountain Sect to recruit new disciples. The nine-tiered blue stone steps are crowded with young martial artists from all over the Great Qin Dynasty who want to join the sect.

Although the Mountain Sect is divided into four branches, the recruitment of new disciples every three years has been held at the main sect, the Moving Mountain Sect, for many years.

Before the jade gate tower, several figures stood with their hands behind their backs, their figures as deep as an abyss.

The elderly man standing at the front had short, white hair that stood up like steel needles, and a short beard that gleamed with a bronze sheen. He wore a black martial arts uniform, and his shoulder armor was adorned with the totem of a mountain-moving warrior carrying a mountain. He was none other than Yue Cengshan, the sect leader of the Mountain Moving Sect and a peak Vajra Grandmaster.

Back then, the Mountain Sect had two Grandmasters: Elder Liang Qiyuan and Sect Master Yue Cengshan.

The Mountain Sect, relying on its two grandmasters, reigns supreme in the martial world.

However, in the past two years, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth has advanced, the bottlenecks in the cultivation of martial artists have been broken, and elite talents have emerged like carp crossing the river, making the Mountain Sect seem quiet.

Unfortunately, the Mountain Sect's cultivation method emphasizes a solid foundation and the refinement of qi and blood. When the Great Dao is boiling like the sea, it falls behind others.

Especially in the Moving Mountain Sect, there haven't been many outstanding disciples in the past two years, and only a few elders and deacons have made a name for themselves.

Compared to the Duan Yue, Da He, and Zhen Hai sects, which have produced numerous grandmasters and outstanding talents, the Ban Shan sect appears somewhat decadent.

(End of this chapter)