Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 772 Yun Hui is framed, the battle of Baiyang begins

As the Nether Spring Pearl fell, Fang Yi chuckled and clapped his withered fingers.

The magical power in his dantian transformed from withered to flourishing, a dim yellow glow flowed, and his figure split into three.

"Oh!"

One figure was blasted apart. Yun Huizi frowned slightly and released a magic seal.

"A mere early-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to snatch something from a tiger's mouth?!"

The pearl of the secluded spring spun rapidly, echoing with the sound of the tide, before crashing down once more upon the twilight figure.

"Oh!"

"Not the left side?"

Yun Hui's expression froze, and a magic seal appeared with her fingertips.

"Oh!"

"Not the right side?"
Where?!"

"Behind you, fellow Daoist."

Just a few feet behind Yun Huizi, a hunched figure appeared, and Fang Yi's five fingers glowed with a withered yellow spiritual light.

"Withered Spirit Palm!"

"laugh!"

Yun Huizi felt a chill run down her spine. Ignoring the injury to her essence and blood, she exerted all her magical power.

Water-patterned tattoos appeared on her tan skin, and vast clouds surged from her sleeves, condensing into a dark shield.

"Oh!"

The withered palm print vanished, and the withered aura seeped in along with the clouds and mist, silently tainting the body of True Man Yunhui.

"laugh!"

Fang Yi chuckled.

The second level of Core Formation activates a superior-grade magic weapon like a child wielding a giant hammer.

Moreover, the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing" is most adept at probing the mechanisms of Qi, and it had already discovered that Yun Huizi's vitality was damaged and her essence and blood were depleted.

"Edict!"

The scent of decaying wood emerges, and the withering and flourishing of the ruins within the sleeves awakens the power of the grotto-heaven.

"Soul-scattering wind!"

"call!"

The air was filled with the scent of gray wood, and a chilling wind blew down like a steel knife scraping against bones.

"Wow!"

As the scattering wind fell, the Cloud Water Shield was mostly blown away, and wisps of yin energy spilled out.

After swallowing a Jade Water Treasure Spirit Pill, Yun Huizi silently channeled her magic power, and the chaotic energy stabilized once again.

"If you old monster don't retreat, don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Given the nature of the Jade Water Pavilion, if True Person Yun Hui still has the energy, would she have a proper conversation with me?"

Fang Yi's white hair was dry and brittle, but his eyes shone with a sharp light, and the magical power in his eight extraordinary meridians was like a surging river.

“Jie Jie Jie!

"It's been a long time since I've used my full strength. Let me test your skills, fellow Daoist."

"Buzz!"

Puppet Technique: Wood Bone Technique!
The phantom of the withered locust tree appeared and transformed into a ten-zhang-long wooden whip.

Puppet Technique: Leaf Scale Technique!
A hazy, gray light appeared, condensing into scales that emerged.

Puppet Dao: Dead stem and tendrils!
The dark roots spread, transforming into a network of veins.

Fang Yi's cloudy eyes suddenly flashed with a sharp light, his robes billowing, like a great demon who had been around for many years.

"Threefold Method: Rotting Dragon Method!"

"Roar!"

A deep, piercing roar echoed as a black dragon, its scales and armor shrouded in gray, surrounded by a decaying aura, with two twisted, long whiskers on its head.

'It's not Fang Yi, not Zhang Hengyi, and not Yan Youtai.'

Yun Huizi dismissed the last trace of doubt in her heart. This great demon was definitely not disguised by the three Wood Dao True Persons of Xuanyang Mountain.

'It's just a common third-tier spell; a quick victory is assured!'

"Fellow Daoist Yun Hui, you wish to end this quickly? I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."

Fang Yi's eyes were cold, devoid of joy or sorrow. Three runes, representing withered and flourishing golden pills, emerged in his dantian, evolving into an ancient and simple Dharma wheel.

"fall!"

The withered yellow magic power surged down.

The black dragon's grayish-brown armor gleamed with a jade-like hue, and its decaying aura surged once more. The dragon's head raised to the sky and roared, exuding majesty and grandeur.

"Roar!"

In an instant, Yun Huizi became wary, her face extremely solemn.

"Xiao Cheng's secret techniques and supernatural abilities."
"With such powerful secret techniques and supernatural abilities, it's no wonder this old monster didn't use any magical treasures."

"Yan!"

Fang Yi showed no joy or sorrow, manipulating the black dragon to open its mouth and spew out corrosive gray breath, while its claws extended simultaneously.

Master Yunhui sighed softly and pointed with her slender index finger.

A stream of blood essence fell into his dantian, and the Hanging Star Refining Talisman was activated again, with specks of starlight flowing around it.

"Certainly!"

"Buzz!"

The Pearl of the Hidden Spring shone brightly, the sound of a clear spring echoing, its ethereal light suppressing all directions, and its spiritual light as refreshing as a spring.

Do you really think I can't do anything to you?

Looking at Fang Yi, who was fixed in the void and locked in all directions by the Nether Spring Pearl, Master Yun Hui exhaled a breath of resentment, her face fierce.

"Old man, why do you seek your own death and force me to deplete my life essence?"

"You're actually courting death?"
Then go die!

She slapped down with her five fingers, and the Nether Spring Pearl, seemingly slow but actually fast, crashed down towards the dragon's head.

"Oh!"

The dragon's head shattered, its scales crumbled, and it dissipated into a hazy, gray mist.

"Get on your way, you old fool who's courting death!"

Master Yunhui unleashed even greater magical power, causing the energy of the Nether Spring Pearl to surge by another three percent, before it fell towards Fang Yi's head.

Fang Yi snorted coldly, a crimson color flashing across his face as he struggled desperately, exclaiming in astonishment:

"How could you still have such spare power to fully activate the Nether Spring Pearl?"

There's something wrong with my dantian!
Is it a magical artifact?
Is it a wondrous method or supernatural power?
Or is it a special bloodline?

His heart was calm as he sensed Yun Huizi's magic power being depleted once again.

'That's enough. With such a depletion of life force and essence, Yun Hui won't be able to exert her full strength for the next three to five years.'

Moreover, a true elixir is not a golden elixir; its magical power foundation is not yet strong enough, and the time it takes to recover to its full strength will be delayed.

"Edict!"

Fang Yi's robes fluttered as his fingertips fell to the ground.

The fragmented, hazy energy converged, and the long-dormant, decaying energy emerged.

"Soul-scattering wind!"

"Wow!"

A hazy, yin energy erupted within the body, corroding life force and causing Yun Huizi's energy to become chaotic for a moment.

Fang Yi's eyes gleamed, and the six treasures of the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner swirled within his sleeves. Yellow, black, and cyan spiritual lights flashed by, dispelling the aura that had been sealed off from all directions.

"laugh!"

It seemed as if he had forcibly activated his Blood Escape technique, transforming into a scarlet beam of light that shot out and vanished into the horizon in an instant.

"when!"

Watching Fang Yi's aura drop by 30% and he disappear in a streak of blood, Yun Huizi's face turned extremely gloomy. She swallowed a fragrant pill and closed her eyes to regulate her breathing.

Having depleted his essence and blood twice, his foundation has been shaken, and any further action would compromise the quality of his elixir.

A quarter of an hour later.

"Damn it!"

Yun Hui's body was enveloped in azure magical power, which forced out the yin wind deep within her body, causing her black hair at her temples to turn three-tenths white again.

She dared not linger and transformed into a streak of light, departing.

If another accident occurs, the foundation of the pill's quality will be completely shaken, and without fighting desperately, it will be difficult to save one's life.

Half an hour later.

Eight hundred miles away from Qingkong Cliff.

On the massive rhinoceros horn-adorned warship, lies Huanquan Residence.

A beam of azure light instantly entered and transformed into the figure of True Person Yun Hui.

"Buzz!"

A cloud-like protective barrier rose, concealing her figure and aura, and her hoarse voice rang out.

"Junior Sister Canhong, I was injured by an old monster and need to go into seclusion to heal. I need you to take care of the affairs of the sect."

"Senior Sister Yunhui, what exactly happened?"

The ginseng jewel holds a precious pearl, its ethereal Daoist aura flowing, faintly facing the Azure Sky Cliff.

Looking at her trusted confidante, Yun Huizi sighed softly, feeling helpless.

To guard against Fang Yi, the third-tier spiritual healer from Qingkong Cliff, risking his life, she left the Rhinoceros Horn Treasure Ship. How could a third-tier medical master possess a secret technique for rapid recovery without expending any resources?

Never thought about it.
Fang Yi had not encountered it, Xiao Changce had not made a move, and the cultivators of Xuanyang Mountain were firmly guarding Qingkong Cliff.
But they encountered an old monster.

An exceptionally troublesome and cunning old monster.

"He is an old monster in the early stage of Core Formation."

His aura was sinister and ruthless; such a cultivator had never been heard of among the rogue cultivators.

I deliberately intercepted that energy.

Yun Huizi extended her slender fingers and held a gray bead the size of a grain of rice in her palm.

"This old monster possesses formidable magical power, and he is not one of the three True Immortals of Xuan Yang Mountain."

Now it seems that they are either cultivators who fled to Dayun from the outside world, or remnants of the Qingmu Palace.

Judging from his minor mastery of the Wood Dao techniques and supernatural powers, he is most likely a descendant of the Green Wood Palace.

"Remnants of the Green Wood Palace?"

Shen Hongzi's eyes were solemn, and his face showed a look of fear.

As a major sect of Nascent Soul cultivators, Qingmu Palace, although the sect was scattered and destroyed a thousand years ago due to the death of its patriarch, was not entirely wiped out.

Those branches that have survived to this day are all extraordinary.

"Could it be that the Jianyang Secret Realm is about to open, thus drawing out these remnants of the old regime?"

"It's most likely the Jianyang Secret Realm."

Yun Huizi affirmed, "That old monster's vitality is weak, and he has also depleted his essence and blood, so he is three times more seriously injured than me."

In the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, only the orthodox lineage of the [Green Wood Palace] or the Jianyang Secret Realm can lure these old fogies.

Sister Canhong, please keep an eye on Qingkong Cliff.

"To avoid Fang Yi and Xiao Changce going to assist Bai Yangze, and then facing questioning from Master Yu Yuan, I would have a hard time explaining myself."

"Senior sister, don't worry!"

Shen Hongzi felt a little relieved; this matter was not difficult.

The old monster who could fight against a Golden Core cultivator was severely injured, and Fang Yi of Qingkong Cliff was also seriously injured.

The news of Yun Huizi's injury was kept secret. With a Golden Core cultivator wielding a top-grade magic weapon overseeing things, as long as Qingkong Cliff remained intact...
Fang Yi and Xiao Changce certainly wouldn't dare to leave.

"bluff?"

Above the rhinoceros horn-shaped warship amidst the clouds, Fang Yi, wearing a jade crown and a robe that seemed to transform mountains and rivers into the moon, exuded a powerful and enduring aura.

Yes.

He had just exchanged blows with Master Yunhui without sustaining the slightest injury. His depleted magical power had already been recovered during the fight.

"It's good to just bluff, otherwise it would be too troublesome to fully activate the Nether Spring Pearl."

With Yun Huizi trapped, it was just the right time for Yin Gu to make his move.

Accompanied by the cracking of all 206 bones in his body, his slender figure shortened, his energy transformed, and he was surrounded by yin energy.

In an instant, Fang Yi transformed into a young man with a youthful face.

The young man chuckled softly, his eyes icy cold.

He immediately sent out a transmission talisman, and a blue lotus appeared beneath his feet. He took a step forward, and transformed into a scarlet escape light, fleeing towards Baiyangze.

The next day.

Baiyangze Lake shimmers with light, and spirit fish leap from its surface.

Qingquan Island.

Miao Yun's dark hair cascaded down her shoulders, adorned with a jade hairpin, and she held a communication talisman in her hand.

She gave a cold smile, her eyes gleaming as she said:
"He was injured by Fang Yi and needs to go into seclusion to heal, so he is unable to help."

Call me Haihan?

"Isn't Yun Hui just afraid that I'll take down Bai Yangze, gain Master Yu Yuan's favor, and inherit the Dao lineage?"

"A Golden Core cultivator is being so cautious?"

"Whoo~"

Exhaling a breath of stale air, a ruthless glint appeared in Miao Yun's eyes.

"Given Yunhui's personality, she wouldn't speak without a purpose."

She also possesses the superior-grade magic treasure, the Nether Spring Pearl, to suppress her hidden strength. If she can take Qingkong Cliff, she will definitely not hold back.
It seems that Fang Yi possesses some cultivation; he is indeed a formidable opponent.

This is an opportunity!
"If we can defeat Bai Yangze, we can gain the upper hand in the competition for the sect's lineage."

"."

On Qingquan Island, in the southeast corner, the cultivators who came and went were subtly retreating.

The area was shrouded in gray magic, surrounded by eerie energy, and faint cries of ghosts echoed through the air.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

A white bone skull pierced through layers of magical restrictions and landed in the tall man's hand.

"Junior Brother Qing Sui, the time has come!"

Upon hearing the childish words, Qing Sui's expression turned solemn, but a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

"The Yin Bone has finally sent a letter."

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and a murderous aura surrounded him. He said in a low voice, "The Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, I absolutely cannot miss it!"

If I miss this opportunity again, without this [Wood Life] Dao treasure, I fear I will never reach the mid-stage of Core Formation in this lifetime.

An opportunity has presented itself, and a little risk is worth taking.

A quarter of an hour later.

Outside Qingquan Island, the two cultivators behaved politely.

With a smile playing on her lips and her figure graceful, Master Miaoyun tentatively spoke:

"Fellow Daoist Qing Sui, why are you in such a hurry to leave? Is there anything wrong with the hospitality at Biyue Pavilion?"

"Master Miaoyun has misunderstood." Qing Sui shook his head slightly and said sincerely, "Senior Brother Yin Gu's message is extremely urgent, I must take my leave first."

The words fell.

Before Miaoyun could speak again, he didn't hesitate for a moment, transforming into a pale white streak of light and disappearing.

A surge of azure demonic energy rose, and Yu Fengzi's short figure descended, speaking:

"Senior Sister Miaoyun, Qing Sui and Yin Gu have joined forces to exchange for a high-grade third-tier fire-elemental spiritual item."

"A top-grade fire-elemental spiritual item?" Miao Yun sneered repeatedly, her face showing disdain.

"Hehe, those two old fogies from the White Bone Sect, they really have big appetites."
"Are these fire-elemental spiritual objects of such high quality something that two early-stage Core Formation cultivators could even glimpse?"

Two days later.

Baiyangze, outside Yunhe Island.

A three-tiered altar radiates azure spiritual light, surrounded by a clear spring that transforms into a babbling river.

Mid-grade magic weapon: Blackwater Platform
On the altar, the Venerable Miaoyun stood tall and elegant with her eyes slightly closed, her eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

She ran her fingers across her brow, and a jade eye appeared, peering through layers of magical restrictions at the scenery of Yunhe Island.

"After that, I stopped Yan Youtai."

Junior Sister Xuanzhi blocked Xiao Yan, while Junior Sister Yu Fengzi and Junior Sister Yanli attacked the great formation.

"Yes!"

"As Sister Miaoyun commands!"

The three men led the fake alchemist to bow down, their demeanor arrogant and imposing.

Bai Yangze, a two Core Formation cultivator, was suppressing the enemy, as long as he could stop Yan Youtai and Xiao Yan, who were in the mid-Core Formation stage.

The Biyue Pavilion also has two Core Formation cultivators, giving them a very high chance of defeating Bai Yangze.

The atmosphere on Yunhe Island was somber.

In the Tianlu Mingxiao Tower, carved from white jade, with sandalwood beams and agarwood rafters, the magnificent jade platform and golden music flow.

Yan Youtai wore a square-shaped pure crown and a Yin-Yang Bagua robe, with the Heavenly Secrets Bagua disc spinning behind him.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and silver light shot out three feet high, with runes of Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li flowing around.

"Are they here?"

"I've been waiting for a long time. Let me see what a Golden Core True Person is like."

Ten miles away from Yunhe Island, above the Gangfeng layer.

Fang Yi stood on a gray lotus, with a photographic mirror hanging high above him, reflecting the tense atmosphere between the two sides.

"Junior Brother Qing Sui is here?"

His gaze shifted, and he unleashed a hazy, gray light, completely concealing his aura.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Yin Gu!"

A gray light descended, and Qing Sui, adorned with a hundred ghost artifacts, held a white bone relic pagoda in his hand.

He looked at Xiao Yan in the photographic lens and said worriedly:
"Senior brother, can Yan Youtai really defeat the Biyue Pavilion?"

Miao Yun, a Golden Core cultivator, stopped a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator.

"Can Bai Yangze stop the remaining three Core Formation cultivators?"

"Don't underestimate Yan Youtai."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and said meaningfully:
"An ordinary person could not possibly take this step to become a successor of the Daoist lineage of Tianji Peak in Xuanyang Mountain."

"here we go!"

"Junior Brother Qing Sui, just wait and see."

"boom!"

In the middle of Baiyangze, Yan Youtai took a step forward, and a silver sun rose.

"Edict!"

(End of this chapter)