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

Chapter 785: Victory or defeat, life or death.

"To prove your Great Dao?"

Fang Yi chuckled lightly, the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner in his hand swayed, and wisps of wood spirit power gathered into a ball, rolling like mist.

"It has been a long time since I have used my full strength, and I need a fellow Daoist to test my skills."

His sharp gaze swept over the Heavenly Law Bright Cloud Tower and the nine golden jade pillars, and he said calmly:
"However, this formation alone is not enough. Since we are going to fight to the death, we should not leave any room for maneuver."

"Xiaoqi, let's get started."

"Oh!"

The Earth-Earth Treasure Gourd fell like a meteorite, knocking the Gray Tiger to the ground.

The silver-white beast blinked its dark eyes, muttered something, and spat out an array diagram depicting a virtual image of mountains and rivers.
"Roar!"

She roared to the sky, unleashing a savage demonic power that spread, gathering brown spiritual light, and weaving numerous array patterns that merged into the evolving array of the Heavenly Law Bright Cloud Tower.

【戊土】, 【封行】, 【困神】.
An array pattern evolved, yellow sand flew around, constantly adding bricks and tiles to the array, and the golden array barrier was stained with the spiritual power of the Earth element.

"The Nine-Bend Old Ghost's [Stacked Array] from Wind Spirit Immortal City?"

The spiritual energy flowing within the formation became increasingly obscure, yet its sealing power more than doubled.

Yan Youtai's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze icy. Having abandoned a third-order array diagram, he knew that dispelling this array would not be a quick task.

"Junior Brother Fang Yi, you've completely sealed off your escape route; you certainly have a lot of confidence."

"Ha, if we're going to fight to the death, then we should cut off all escape routes."

Senior Brother Yan, if you're going to do something, do it thoroughly.

Fang Yi's robes fluttered, and a phantom of a blue lotus appeared beneath his feet, transforming into a withered ancient tree, allowing him to break free from Yan Youtai's aura lock.

"Wow!"

He reappeared, already within ten feet of Xiao Yan.

"Um?!"

Yan Youtai's eyes narrowed slightly, his aura turned icy, and his figure vanished in an instant.

He reappeared, also beside Changsun Jie.

"Edict!"

Three spirit seeds, gleaming with jade-like light, flew out from the withered and flourishing banner.

Under Fang Yi's magical nourishment, it quickly took root and sprouted, transforming into a bewitching purple datura.

"Mandala Finger!"

The alluring datura withered instantly, its essence evaporating and transforming into three slender purple finger shadows that pointed downwards.

"Oh!"

"not good!"

Xiao Yan's expression changed drastically, his soul trembled, and he instantly summoned a bronze shield magic weapon.

"clang!"

A finger strikes the shield, and cracks appear, spreading like a spider web.

The second finger shadow followed immediately.

"clang!"

"Oh!"

The shield shattered, and a third, slender finger shadow crushed down.

"puff!"

His robes ripped open, and blood gushed out!

Looking at Changsun Jie, who was attacked by Yan Youtai and still tightly locked up with the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, Xiao Yan's face was ferocious.

"madman!
If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!

He continuously expelled his natal essence, causing the true elixir in his dantian to dim, and a jade talisman was activated.

"Buzz!"

The celestial bodies swirled and transformed into a phantom of a black tortoise, blocking ninety percent of the power of the Mandala Finger. Xiao Yan's chest caved in as he struggled to escape.

On the other side, the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff was surrounded by vitality, and struck down with the roar of a dragon.

Within Changsun Jie's true elixir, a Dharma seal resembling a large cedar tree manifested.

The precious light is bright, and the magic bag of the natal magic weapon that can ward off disasters and accumulate blessings is offered up.

On the gray brocade pouch, large silk threads embroidered vivid purple auspicious cloud patterns, with rolling purple clouds and thousands of auspicious wisps.

Five runes, representing 'fortune,' 'prosperity,' 'longevity,' 'happiness,' and 'wealth,' flowed across the brocade pouch.

"Transferring disasters and summoning gods, turning blessings into troubles, is called removing disasters and accumulating blessings."

"boom!"

A gloomy, unlucky energy seeped in, obstructing the flow of magical power within the Nine Wood Azure Staff, causing the dragon-headed wooden staff to tilt slightly.

"puff!"

Changsun Jie coughed up blood and his life force plummeted, but a stroke of good fortune allowed him to transform into a purple shadow and escape the calamity.

"die!"

Yan Youtai glanced at the heavily injured Xiao Yan but did not offer any assistance. Instead, he cast a magic seal with his left hand.

The Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff emitted spiritual light and crashed down once more.

"Wow!"

A blue lotus-colored banner descended from the sky, fluttering and moving without wind, with blue lotus blossoms hanging down to support the precious staff.

Yan Youtai frowned slightly, seemingly lost in thought.

"As expected, your cultivation level is still hidden; what you see on the surface is just the tip of the iceberg."

Is there some connection between Changsun Jie and Junior Brother Fang?

"Changsun Jie is, after all, the chief steward of my Five Extremes Peak. He cannot die at the hands of others."

Fang Yi stepped down from the air, with blue lotuses blooming and withering beneath his boots. With each step, lotuses bloomed, and his aura was ethereal, evolving into a cycle of life.

“Brother Yan, with no one else to stop us, we will decide the winner and the loser, and also decide our life or death.”

Seeing Xiao Yan on the verge of death, Changsun Jie, who was also severely injured, was unable to intervene in the battle.

Yan Youtai nodded slightly, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice:
"Although the sect has abundant resources, it is not enough to support three great masters."

As my junior brother wishes, let us not only determine the victor, but also decide our fate!

His robes fluttered in the wind, and two ancient runes rose from his dantian, connecting with the spiritual energy from all directions.

"Boom!"

Dark clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a vast expanse of black clouds stretched for miles.

"A wondrous method: Summoning wind and rain!"

"A wondrous technique: Wielding thunder and lightning!"

"Imperial Decree: Azure Dragon Fighting Dragon Technique!"
The Nine-Wood Azure Dragon Staff stretched out continuously, revealing a fierce dragon head, a thick back, chilling claws, and a long dragon tail.
Jade-like scales sprouted from its body, and a ferocious azure dragon pounced forth, lightning following its attack and merging into its sharp claws. Wind and rain formed its armor, and the dragon's body radiated a precious light.

"Yan Youtai's cultivation has improved again?!"
He only recently broke through to the next realm, less than ten years ago reaching the mid-stage of Core Formation. How could he have made such rapid progress?

In one corner of the formation, Xiao Yan held the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch, his face grim. The near-top-grade magic weapon in his hand could not bring him any sense of security.

Yan Youtai seemed not to hear, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he pointed with his fingertip.

"Yan!"

The azure dragon was surrounded by a fierce aura, its scales trembling, and its chilling claws gleamed as it reached down.

"kill!"

"disease!"

Fang Yi showed no joy or sorrow. He slapped his hand back, and the Azure Lotus Banner shone brightly, transforming into a giant azure lotus.

"Bang! Bang! Bang"

One by one, jade-colored lotus seeds flew out of the lotus pods, took root and sprouted, transforming into clusters of green lotuses, evolving into a hundred-mile-long sea of ​​lotuses.

"boom!"

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the clouds, and a dragon swam about, its claws tearing the blue lotus apart.

But the lotus never ceases to thrive; as one lotus withers, another blooms, its leaves stretching to the sky, an endless expanse of green, rivaling the thunderclouds and the evil dragon in beauty.

Fang Yi's eyes saw the phantom of a six-pointed plum blossom in the cold, as he gazed at the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate, which was slowly rotating, gathering silver light, and whose energy was gradually rising.

He patted the storage bag, and two beams of spiritual light, one blue and one purple, fell down.

As the azure light dissipated, the burly Bi Lianwei, clad in rattan armor, stepped forward and sat down on his horse.

"boom!"

The fist, covered in wood grain, slammed out, clashing with the dragon's claw. The Azure Lotus Guard staggered back several steps, and cracks appeared on its rattan armor.

"With a single strike, this Azure Dragon defeated a low-grade third-tier puppet; it is nearly equivalent to a mid-grade third-tier dragon beast."
It seems that although Tian Quezi extracted his Daoist essence, he left behind a hidden trick, and Yan Youtai has actually benefited from the misfortune.

Fang Yi murmured softly, and with a flick of his fingertip, a wisp of life fell, with a faint blue light flowing around it.

In an instant, the cracks closed, the rattan armor regenerated, and the Azure Lotus Guards continued their attack, capturing the dragon's tail.

"Wow!"

A purple mist swirled, a distant cry rang out, and a crane with blue feathers and white plumage flapped its wings, its blue light faintly visible.

"go!

Puppet Master: Soul-Piercing Needle!

A ghostly light flickered, and the power of the divine soul gathered, from which a cluster of fine, black-glowing needles spurted from the mouth of the blue-feathered white-feathered crane.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Fine needles shot out continuously, striking the azure dragon's scales, producing a constant clattering sound.

"Ok?"

Yan Youtai's expression darkened slightly, and he murmured:
"Such profound and mature combat experience! Previously, Miao Yun of Biyue Pavilion never saw through the secret that Qingjiao Bolong was not good at the way of the soul."

Fang Yi, you truly are my greatest enemy on the road!

He felt a faint stinging pain in his soul, and his control over the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff was constantly weakening.

With a flick of his finger, the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate rotated, Heaven and Earth intertwined, and Kan and Li combined.

"Minor Spirit Pointing Technique!"

As the two hexagrams descended, a hint of spirituality appeared in the Azure Dragon's eyes, and its entire body was enveloped in silver light.

The silvery light swirled like flames, evaporating the Divine Needle completely.

Fang Yi's robes fluttered in the wind, and the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade in his sleeve emitted a cold light. The faint blade energy gathered and fell into the blue-feathered white crane.

"Puppet Path: Soul-Slaying Technique Using Borrowed Objects!"

"唳"

A melodious crane cry soared into the sky, and streams of soul power gathered from the crane puppet's mouth, greatly increasing the power of the Soul-Piercing Needle.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The silver sheen on the azure dragon's scales had dimmed.

Fang Yi brought his five fingers together and made a half-slashing motion, a dark blue blade aura emanating from his sleeve.

"Mysterious Yin Soul Severing!"

"Zheng!"

The clanging of blades echoed, and the blue-feathered crane with its wings closed, transforming into a ghostly light that merged into the dark blue blade energy before slashing down.

Yan Youtai's eyes shimmered with silver light, the Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate behind him spun, and he made a grasping motion with his five fingers.

"Blue Thunder Claw."

"Yan!"

Lightning flashed and thunder roared as the dragon's claws slid down, surrounded by purple lightning.

"boom!"

With a swirling blue blade of energy and a thunderous roar, the dragon's claw was severed, and its divine soul power dissipated completely.

The tattered blue-feathered white-feathered crane landed back beside him, and Fang Yi patted his storage bag to put the crane puppet away.

"Senior Brother Yan has done his testing; let's not waste any more time."

"Proficient in the Way of the Soul, the Puppet Way has reached the third rank, and the Spiritual Healing Way has even reached the middle grade of the third rank."
Fang Yi, you've been hiding your true intentions very well!

The azure dragon roared and transformed into the Nine Wood Azure Dragon Staff, which fell back into his hand. Yan Youtai stared at the knife marks on the staff with a solemn expression.

He said quietly:

"I had hoped to save my life, but now it seems that if I don't fight with all my might, my life is in danger."

"disease!"

"boom!"

Yan Youtai's fair complexion was visibly withered and sallow, with wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

A silvery radiance soared into the sky, and streams of Daoist energy flowed within the Dharma Domain.

"Tian Yuan Evolution!"

The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Plate burned its original essence, and the Six Paths Treasure Restriction broke free and merged into the Dharma Domain.

The Daoist principles, including [Heavenly Secrets], [Astrology], [Eight Trigrams], and [Circulation], are constantly increasing.

Yan Youtai stretched out his arms, his energy merging into the Dharma Domain and connecting with heaven and earth.

"The Heavenly Secrets Eight Trigrams Daoist Altar, appear!"

"really!"

Fang Yi's eyes were icy cold, like ancient ice, as he watched the prototype of the Daoist temple, which was almost exclusively for a Grand Master, evolve.

"disease!

I also have a wonderful method; please, senior brother, consider it!

"Wow!"

The banner of decay and prosperity in the ruins fluttered gently, and within the small grotto-heaven, spiritual light of four colors—blue, red, yellow, and black—rotated in rotation.

A sharp white light appeared, evolving into the power of metal, and the seventh treasure restriction was manifested.

"Wow!"

The power of life force is strong, and the illusory image of the withering and flourishing cave is constantly changing, also evolving into the prototype of a Taoist temple with vigorous life force.

"Oh!"

The collision of the two nascent temples seemed to cause the heavens and earth to collapse, with howling winds and ancient trees crumbling.

The hundred-foot-high barren mountain was completely pulverized in the aftershocks of their battle.

"The two training grounds are taking shape!"

Xiao Yan almost groaned, his heart filled with inexplicable bitterness, and he murmured softly:
"So those two never took me seriously at all!"

He was looking forward to Yan Youtai.

"Fang Yi and I are mortal enemies, and there is no room for reconciliation."

Yan Youtai is in the mid-stage of Core Formation, and his magical power has undergone another transformation; he should be able to defeat Fang Yi.”

"A treasure from a celestial cave!"

A fierce glint appeared in Yan Youtai's eyes, and a rune that had been gathering power for a long time materialized and fell into the banner.

"I have been waiting for this matter for a long time!"

"Buzz!"

Starlight and Daoist principles converged on the silver runes, the treasure's restrictions rotated, the runes tore apart, and the golden light became blurred.

In the blink of an eye, the seventh protective barrier seemed about to shatter.

"Oh!"

The invisible spiritual light dissipated, the illusory image of the cave became blurred, and the nascent form of the Daoist temple vanished in an instant.

Yan Youtai wore a star-studded crown, and his black and white robes fluttered in the strong wind.

"Is the foundation of this grotto-heaven unstable?"

As the illusory image of the cave completely dissipated, his eyes widened in astonishment, and then he looked up at the sky and let out a long roar.

"Junior Brother Fang, external things can be used but are unreliable!"

You lost!

His figure merged into the domain of magic, and the ancient black light of the ancient witch script on the altar beneath his feet transformed into dozens of chains that shot out.

Let's get going!

I will inherit everything from you, reclaim the Tianji Peak lineage, and take over as the head of Xuanyang Mountain.

"Destroy the Azure Water Pavilion again, until you attain the Nascent Soul stage!"

"Crash!"

Using shamanistic talismans as chains, they shattered the blooming blue lotuses; though the Dharma Domain and the Daoist Temple differed by only one realm...
But they are worlds apart!

Three breaths!

In less than three breaths, the Azure Lotus Domain shattered, and the Azure Lotus Banner was bound by the witch chains.

Yan Youtai stared greedily at Fang Yi.

"Such abundant vitality, with you as a sacrifice, is enough to restore my vitality to four hundred years!"

"Haha, the path to enlightenment is in sight!"
This great road holds promise!

"call!

The path of the spiritual healer is not adept at combat; with the magic domain broken, the outcome is already decided!

Fang Yi has lost.

Xiao Yan exhaled a breath of stale air; his conflict with Yan Youtai was merely a matter of minor interests.

Listen to what I just said; there is still a battle to be fought for the inheritance of the Tianji Peak lineage.

If he were willing to submit wholeheartedly, he could save his life and even use Yan Youtai's power to make the Xiao family even more prosperous.

"Is this all of Senior Brother Yan's trump cards?"

"The essence of my natal treasure is steaming, and with the cultivation of a third-tier low-grade Celestial Mystery Master, the rudimentary form of a Celestial Mystery Daoist Temple is evolving."

Ignoring the restrained Azure Lotus Banner, Fang Yi shook his head slightly, a hint of disappointment appearing in his eyes.

He sighed softly and said quietly:
"In the end, he never condensed the Golden Core, and his Heavenly Secrets were not even at the third-tier high-grade level."

This is already the limit.

"I thought I could use my full strength to test what I had learned and evolve the Dao of Life and Death."
That's enough, let's not waste any more time.

Fang Yi, dressed in a blue robe and wearing a blue lotus crown, held an ancient and simple precious banner in his five fingers, standing tall and imposing like an ancient giant tree soaring into the sky.

The golden elixir in his dantian began to rotate, and surging magical power coursed through his eight extraordinary meridians.

"Wow!"

The power of withering and flourishing surged into the banner, instantly suppressing the five elements, evolving the cycle of the four seasons, and solidifying the seventh precious restriction.

An ancient tree rises to the sky, supporting the overwhelming celestial realm and sweeping away the celestial hexagrams.

"The cycle of rise and fall, it is you!"

Yan Youtai's expression changed drastically.

"The opportunity I've been searching for for nearly two hundred years has turned out to be you, Fang Yi!"

"Senior Brother Yan, it's time to get going."

Fang Yi's eyes were cold, and his body was surrounded by a blue-yellow spiritual light. The Daoist charms of withering, decay, vitality, and prosperity intertwined, evolving into the Dao of life, death, decay, and prosperity.

(End of this chapter)