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

Chapter 837 Ferocious Power Surging
"Make a move to stabilize the Yellow Sand Formation first." Xiao Changce, mature and prudent, waved his hand and released the Crimson Flame Pearl.

Master Hu Lei frowned slightly, feeling helpless. He had only come to lend a hand and repay the favor that Fang Yi had done by saving his disciple Sheng Bo'an.

Unexpectedly, the situation escalated further.

Initially, Yun Hui and Miao Yun, who were in the early stages of Core Formation, were only able to fight against those in the middle stages of Core Formation by relying on the power of their magic treasures.

Afterwards, mid-stage Core Formation cultivators
Ruan Xiang and Chi Mingzi, who had reached the level of a sect leader, were fortunate that Xuan Yang Mountain also had its own strengths. Fang Yi, together with Xu Qingshe, did not fall behind.

In the battle at Jiuquan Mountain, nearly all 1,300 disciples of Xuanyang Mountain were wiped out, blood flowed like a river, and resentment filled the air.

The sky is filled with wronged souls, yet it's all just a game of chess.

Fang Yi, Chi Mingzi, and Ruan Xiang, three True Immortals who had already surpassed the level of Sect Leader, schemed against each other.

Now that Fang Yi has defeated Chi Ming and Ruan Xiang, he thought he could finally have some peace and quiet.
However, unexpected twists and turns occurred.
"How exactly did this old monster from the Abyss Sea break through?"

Master Hu Lei was in excruciating pain. He unleashed two bolts of lightning from his sleeves, which transformed into a massive hammer covered in dark lightning patterns, and slammed down upon him.
"boom!"

Thunder roared and lightning flashed, the hammer fell like a mountain collapsing.

"call out!"

The Jade Bone Arrow swept past the Xuan Yang Pearl, shattering one corner, but its momentum did not diminish.

"Oh!"

A pale, ethereal light flashed and disappeared in an instant; the thickest part of the massive hammerhead, surrounded by lightning, was pierced.

"Has Yuan Hai just broken through to the Great True Person realm?"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Changce sensed the damaged origin of the Profound Flame Pearl and the collapsed protective barrier, and said in disbelief.

"Even when Master broke through to the Great True Person realm, he didn't have such a foundation."

"careful!
Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, Li Heng, you must quickly retrieve your magic weapons. This old monster from the Abyss Sea is no match for us.
Go immediately to invite your master and Sect Leader Yin Yue.

Only by having the two sect leaders join forces can they have a slim chance of victory.

"Heh, you youngster, you think I can't stand what you have to say?"

As Yuan Hai's muffled words echoed across the Nine Springs Abyss, the Jade Bone Arrow split into four.

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

"call out!"

Four pale white arrow shadows flashed by, a corner of the Azure Lotus Banner was torn apart, the Vast Ocean Pearl was knocked away, the golden spiritual flames in the Heaven and Earth Furnace dimmed, and a three-inch dent appeared in the furnace wall.
"puff!"

With their natal magic weapons severely damaged, Qin Yu, Huo Zhao, and Li Heng, having only recently formed their cores, lacked deep foundations. The backlash from their magic weapons caused them to cough up blood, suffering significant injuries.

The three jade bone arrows, still fierce and powerful, shot towards the three men's dantian.

"How can this Abyss Sea be so powerful!"

Xiao Changce's eyes widened like copper bells, his face contorted with rage, but it was too late to intervene.

"My grand-disciple!"

Amidst the churning dark clouds, Yuan Hai's sinister laughter rang out at just the right moment.

"I'll teach you a lesson. These three Core Formation cultivators will be enough to show you the true meaning of hierarchy."

He stretched out his withered left hand and gripped the white bone bow with the white eye embedded in it. The mechanism turned and sounded, and his right hand pulled the bowstring to its full length.

"Buzz!"

Yin energy gathered, ghostly energy was deep, and a jade-bone arrow was condensed with seemingly slow but actually rapid movements.

"kindness?"

His eyes suddenly narrowed.

From the depths of the Nine Springs, a radiant, powdery light rose, transforming into silken ribbons that coiled around three white bone arrowheads.

"Yuanhai, what kind of skill is it to bully the weak with your strength?"

Yin Yue, clad in a flowing, hibiscus-embroidered gilded robe, held the Blissful Mirror in her hand, a peony pattern swirling between her brows, and walked barefoot across the waves.

"You old monster, aren't you afraid that the Heavenly Defect Old Monster of Xuanyang Mountain will come knocking on your door?"

A wisp of azure light flowed, and Fang Yi appeared silently beside Qin Yu and the others. His fingertips emitted magical power, which condensed into the acupoints of the three, including Tian Qing Si.

He frowned slightly, and a wisp of misty blue light rose from his fingertips, splitting into three, transforming into azure clouds that fell to nourish his disciple's meridians and body, and heal old wounds.

"That old monster."

Fang Yi glanced at the figure clad in white bone armor with a sinister expression amidst the dark, cloud-covering clouds, and murmured to himself.

'This old monster from the Abyss Sea, I don't know where this old codger came from, he's come back from the dead. In terms of cultivation, at his peak he was at least at the peak of the Core Formation stage, and could have broken through to the Nascent Soul stage.'
In my past life, at the height of my power, I used every trick in the book, yet it was still difficult to determine a winner.

Even among Great Immortals, there are varying levels of strength and power; Yin Yue cannot be allowed to fight alone.

Blue lotuses appeared beneath his feet, and he took a few steps to stand beside Yin Yue, whose figure was as graceful as a ripe peach.

"Senior Aunt Yin Yue, this Yuan Hai is a Grand True Person. Let's join forces to defeat him."

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Three pale, malevolent beams of light shot out from the dark clouds, encircled by malevolent energy, heading towards the Abyss of the Nine Springs.

"Sister-Master Yin Yue, be careful!"

Yin Yue frowned slightly, her delicate hand brushing across the mark between her brows. A melodious tune echoed as one after another, enchanting peonies bloomed, vying for attention while revealing a touch of dignified elegance.

"Join forces?"
That's for weak people like you; only by joining forces can you protect yourselves.

"Young Fang, if you want to become Yu Ji's Daoist partner, then you'd better open your eyes wide and take a good look at what a Great True Person is."

She extended her bare hand, a thin gauze glove shimmering with silver light covering it, revealing a touch of pale purple.

"Flower Pill Hand"

"Wow!"

A slender, five-fingered hand, glowing with a faint purple light, gracefully and slowly captured the three jade bone arrows.

"Buzz!"

The arrow was held between two fingers, trembling constantly but with no chance of escaping, until it was broken in two.

"Young Fang, you just stay here. After I deal with Yuan Hai, I will return to the Hehuan Sect."
"We have no time to waste delaying you all."

A fragrant breeze wafted by, and the crimson robes of the Dharma Master, adorned with gold and hibiscus, billowed as she rode the waves barefoot towards the heavens.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, knowing that he couldn't persuade them. Anyone who could reach the Great True Person realm in the barren land of Dayun and condense the prototype of their Dao field must be a person with a firm Dao heart and full of confidence.

"Both are late-stage Core Formation Grand True Persons, but Yin Yue comes from a major Nascent Soul sect, so surely her life isn't in danger."
However, some preparations still need to be made.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, reached out and threw out the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner. The verdant vitality gathered and transformed into a gnarled and twisted Azure Spirit Tree.

"This Yin Yue certainly has some nerve."

Amidst the dark clouds, Yuan Hai, clad in armor and with a sinister expression, lowered his white bone bow and gave an order to the meek and obedient cultivators standing behind him:
"Fei Xinyuan, you lead Xuechi, Xuanmei, and Yingui to prepare the Heavenly Net Forbidden Technique."

After I defeat Yin Yue, do not let Fang Yi, Xiao Changce, and the others escape. They dared to kill the True Person of my White Bone Sect, and they will surely pay with their blood.

"Yes!

"As you command, Master!"

Fei Xinyuan bowed deeply and prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to harbor any ulterior motives.

As a disciple of Yuanhai, he had vaguely sensed that the Grand Master of Yuanhai before him was no longer his master.

He was ten or a hundred times more terrifying than his master.

"kindness"

Yuan Hai nodded slightly, paying no attention to Fei Xinyuan, whose body was trembling slightly. Fei Xinyuan was just a Core Formation cultivator, and as a direct descendant of the White Bone Sect, he was considered a junior to Yuan Hai.
"Buzz!"

He clenched his five fingers loosely, and streams of yin, corpse, ferocity, and evil energy converged, transforming into a pale bone bridge.

"Step!" "Step!" "Step!" "Step!"

Under the watchful eyes of more than ten Core Formation cultivators from both sides, some wary and others fearful, Yuan Hai strode forward with great strides, extending the pale bone bridge by a foot with each step.

Until the pale ancient bridge was stopped by the delicate, pinkish spiritual light that transformed into peony patterns. Thinking of the connection between the Joyful Union Sect and the top powers of the Great Yu Dynasty, as well as the Nascent Soul True Monarch in the Plain Maiden Sect, his brows furrowed slightly, and his words softened a bit.

"Fellow Daoist Yin Yue is in charge of the Hehuan Sect and lives a carefree and leisurely life. Why should you get involved in the mess between my White Bone Sect and Xuan Yang Mountain?"

“Yuan Hai has broken through to the Great True Person realm and is now at ease. Why bother getting involved in the feud between Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion?”

Yin Yue raised a slight brow, subtly sensing the sinister aura emanating from Yuan Hai. Her heart tightened, her magical power flowing, and she became subtly wary.
“Fellow Daoist Yuanhai, why don’t we each take a step back and you refrain from interfering in the conflict between Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion?”

"I shall also withdraw."

"Yes," Yuan Hai's lips curled slightly, his eyes filled with a wicked glint.

"If that's not possible... Hmm?" Yin Yue's expression was strange, then she spoke. "Then let's sign the covenant, swear an oath against our inner demons, and each of us shall depart."

"Alright, but you must hand over the culprit behind Chi Mingzi's demise to me."

Yuan Hai pointed at Fang Yi, who was standing in the Nine Springs Abyss beneath the Azure Sky and Green Spirit Tree, a greedy glint in his eyes.

Despite its best efforts to suppress it, a trace still leaked out.

"If I cannot avenge Fang Yi's killing of the White Bone Sect's leader, Junior Brother Chi Ming, how can I, as his senior brother, explain myself to the other cultivators in the sect?"

"Fellow Daoist Yuanhai, you must be joking!" Yin Yue's eyes were strange. When did Chi Mingzi fall at Fang Yi's hands? How come not a single piece of information has been leaked?

A stern look appeared on her face, exuding authority without anger.

The most important reason Tian Quezi invited her here was to protect Fang Yi and prevent the Grand Master from bullying the weak.

What's the point of her coming here if she loses Fang Yi?

"A joke?"
Yin Yue, you're joking first. More than 1,500 disciples of the White Bone Sect have perished in the Nine Springs Abyss.

"Such a blood feud, you expect me to give up without saying a word?"

Yuan Hai's eyes reflected Fang Yi's image. His mind raced. He would not give up on a third-tier superior spiritual healer who had obtained the Qingmu inheritance, even if Wu Gengzi came here.

Moreover, Yin Yue and Tian Quezi are nothing but a few.
"you!"

Yin Yue's face was icy cold, and a seductive melody rose around her. Her long sleeves fluttered, and a luxurious aura flowed. Six three-foot-long swords, all crimson, swam out like fish.

"The Sword of Six Desires Bewitching the Mind!"

"Zheng!"

A crimson three-foot-long sword glides by, and a dreamlike, enchanting scene emerges.

Seeing Yuan Hai's soul momentarily lapse into a daze, he crossed the ancient bridge of white bones and slashed down at his head.

Once hit, unless a nascent soul is formed, an ordinary cultivator will undoubtedly die.

Ten feet!

Eight feet!

Three feet!

One foot!
Seven feet!

Seeing that the Six Desires Bewitching Sword was about to strike Yuan Hai, Yin Yue's lips curled up and a hint of joy appeared in her eyes.

"This abyss is nothing more than..."

His long, slender fingers, encased in white bone armor, easily grasped six small crimson swords. Yuan Hai exerted a slight force with his fingers, and the sound of mechanisms turning rang out.

"Boom!"

The six small swords were crushed into a lump of scrap metal.

"Is this the Great Master of the Hehuan Sect?"

Too weak.

"."

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A fierce wind howled, and the battlefield was completely silent. The cultivators from both the White Bone Sect and Xuan Yang Mountain remained speechless.

It wasn't that the crowd had never seen a Grandmaster make a move before, but Yuan Hai's cultivation level was subtly beyond their comprehension.

Above the Nine Springs Abyss, Master Hu Lei murmured in disbelief.

"If all Great Masters have such cultivation, how can Ruan Xiang, Chi Mingzi, and other Sect Leaders possibly fight against Great Masters? Is it even possible to create a Daoist temple based on the origin of a high-grade magic weapon?" He glanced at Fang Yi out of the corner of his eye, his lips moving slightly.
Ruan Xiang's ability to withstand such a powerful attack demonstrates her profound foundation and solid base.

“Even Great Masters are different,” Xiao Changce said solemnly, transmitting his voice in secret.

If things become unavoidable, Fang Yi should decisively abandon any junior disciples who need to be sacrificed.
You are only two hundred years old, with a full three hundred years of lifespan remaining. Even if a Golden Core disciple perishes, there will be ample time to carefully select and continue training them.

"Master, don't be anxious." A six-pointed plum blossom phantom appeared in Fang Yi's eyes, and a graceful and beautiful figure appeared.

'As the sect leader, Yin Yue has the backing of the Su Nu Sect; she shouldn't be easily defeated, especially since the Blissful Mirror hasn't been activated yet.'

'In that case, I'll observe for a while longer,' Xiao Changce thought bitterly.

He truly hadn't expected Yuan Hai to be so strong, showing no signs of having only recently broken through to the late stage of Core Formation.

It's more like a top-tier old monster who, after breaking through to a higher realm, has spent hundreds of years refining his physical body, soul, and magical power to the point where there's no further advancement, only a sliver of opportunity to reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Yuan Hai reached out and tossed out six flying swords twisted like braids. Supported by pale spiritual clouds, they rolled to Yin Yue's feet.

"The destruction of the six complete sets of mid-grade magic treasures, the Six Desires Bewitching Swords, is enough for you to explain to your allies."
Why fight me to the death like this?

"This is too much!
Old man, you'll regret this!

Yin Yue's eyes burned with rage; Yuan Hai had completely disregarded her.
"Edict!"

The Mirror of Bliss was invoked, and decadent music echoed. Delicate light flowed, and celestial beings danced, their graceful figures swaying.

The dreamlike and enchanting scenery shifts and transforms, enveloping the deep sea in an instant, plunging one into an illusion.

The overflowing, alluring Daoist charm captivated even the Core Formation True Immortals like Fei Xinyuan, Huo Zhao, and Xuan Mei, causing their minds to flutter. A surge of their life essence transformed into a true loach, ready to leap from their physical bodies.

"boom!"

A wisp of white bone energy soared into the sky, transforming into a giant white bone handprint that pressed down on the Blissful Dojo.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The palm strikes grew increasingly weak, and the soaring white bone energy was completely suppressed.

"Meditation!"

Fang Yi's five fingers fell, unleashing the Purification Technique, which transformed into a cooling sensation that flowed through Huo Zhao's soul.

"Master." Huo Zhao saw that of the three fellow disciples, only he had his heart fire stirred and he had fallen into the illusion, his face turning red.

“Body-refining cultivators are inherently less adept at the path of the soul. Zhao’er, your foundation is incomplete, unlike Heng’er and Yu’er.” Fang Yi’s eyes were gentle as he pondered, and he comforted her softly.
"If you encounter cultivators skilled in illusionary arts in the future, try to avoid them and minimize your confrontations."

Amidst the swirling mist, a crimson, bloody aura emerged. Bloodtooth's five fingers grasped lightly, and the blood fragrance transformed into a crimson scimitar, slashing down the bewildering Daoist energy.

Seeing that Xuanmei and Guiyin had woken up with lingering fear, he gave them a reminder.

"Focus your mind on your dantian, and do not let your spirit guide your combat. Although a battle between two Great True Immortals is a great opportunity..."
But they are not ordinary people with strong foundations; they can't just stand by and watch.

Watching the cultivators from both factions bewitched by the lingering effects of the allure, Yin Yue's lips curled into a lazy smile.

"This matter is finally settled. Afterwards, we can live in peace for a while and then I will guide Yu Ji in the secret ways."

Is that all there is to it?

"Tear!"

Two gigantic skeletal hands, shrouded in malevolent energy, tore apart the pink boundary of the Blissful Dojo, and slammed down towards Yin Yue with immense power.

"Oops!"

"not good!"

"Yin Yuezi was greedy for quick success and acted rashly, but was instead outmaneuvered and suffered heavy losses."

"Don't think about it!"

The Azure Spirit Tree, with its canopy as tall as a canopy, accumulated magical power, from which streams of magical energy flowed.

Fang Yi snorted angrily, feeling helpless; he hadn't expected it to happen so quickly.
　There should be another one tomorrow, continuing the daily 10,000-word streak. I won't specify the exact time...

　　Good night, fellow Daoists.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)