Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 364 374 Perfected Grandmaster, unaware of the oriole behind.
The big sound is loud, the elephant is invisible.

The clash between two peak grandmasters was so powerful that even ordinary people could not witness it.

The clash between the two, from true essence to primordial spirit, and then to dharma form, dojo, and spiritual treasure, seemed grand, but in reality, it was restrained to the extreme.

If Bai Xiangshan and others were here, they wouldn't be able to see anything at all.

This is not to say that their strength is too weak. On the contrary, it is precisely because the cultivation of Xuan Guan martial artists has reached the primordial spirit that they are able to detect the collision between the two small worlds.

Although such a collision is deliberately created by humans, the changes that emerge from the impact and convergence of the two contain the wonders of nature.

If you can extract the necessary information from such a vast and complex amount of data, that is enlightenment; otherwise, your mind will be filled with information so much that you can't even think.

Fortunately, Li Cunxiao was, after all, a Grandmaster, and not just a Grandmaster who had just entered the eighth realm.

With the Haotian Dharma Image, he could perceive every detail of their confrontation.

This is why the terrifying spectacle created by the stirring of spiritual and demonic energy in the void during their battle left him utterly shocked.

In his eyes, the "qi" in this world is like the raging waves of a tsunami or an erupting volcano.

Silently, the ground subsided, the peaks collapsed, and the rift valleys tore open, gushing out groundwater, which then quickly evaporated and rose, condensing into dark clouds.

Such dramatic natural changes occurred repeatedly within a short half-hour period.

If the battlefield hadn't shifted from its original location, Mount Tai, where emperors of past dynasties performed the Fengshan ceremony, would likely have been razed to the ground by now.

"It feels like a close match."

"If it's just these two, I'm afraid it would take three days and three nights to get a result."

Li Cunxiao's Wang Fo clone frowned, sensing that after the initial outburst, the intensity of their battle was gradually decreasing, but this did not mean it was over; rather, it was brewing for the next outburst.

"Ok?"

Li Cunxiao's heart stirred. In his primordial spirit's perception, there were originally only two orbs of light that looked like the sun, but now another one appeared.

It tries its best to conceal its presence, blending into its surroundings.

An ordinary grandmaster might not be able to detect it, but for the Haotian Dharma Image, any sudden existence will leave a trace, just like a reef in the water.

Li Cunxiao quietly moved to a different position, while simultaneously shifting more of his attention to this uninvited newcomer.

He quickly guessed the other person's identity.

The person who dared to approach the battlefield without being discovered by Li Yisheng and Zhu Quanzhong was undoubtedly a Grandmaster.

Dao Tong Zhenren of Louguandao has always been in contact with me. If he intends to interfere in the affairs of the world, he will definitely contact me in advance.

The remaining ones were the two True Men from the Southern Taoist sect, and Yelü Yi, the leader of the Qida and the Heavenly Emperor of Liao.

Considering the geographical location, only the latter can arrive at the scene as quickly as possible after the battle begins.

"Sitting on the sidelines and watching the tigers fight? Yelü Yi is quite the schemer."

Li Cunxiao pondered for a moment and easily guessed the other party's purpose, because what the Liao Dynasty wanted was no secret to them.

After the establishment of the Liao Dynasty, it was divided into the Southern Court and the Northern Court. The Southern Court followed the system of the Central Plains, while the Northern Court followed the system of the grasslands. It also launched eastward expeditions against the vassal states of Bohai, southwards to take the four towns of Hebei, and further encroached on the heart of Henan.

Yelü Yi proclaimed himself the Heavenly Emperor, and his wife Yue Liduo was called the Earthly Empress. His ambition to dominate the world was obvious, and he was certainly not content to be just a regional ruler.

If one wants to go south to the Central Plains and compete with the Holy Land, Lingbao is an unavoidable topic.

With two tigers fighting, one is bound to be injured, making it the perfect time to take advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Li Cunxiao became even more vigilant and focused, unwilling to miss any change on the battlefield.

And Yelü Yi certainly did not disappoint him.

As time went on, the battle between Li Yisheng and Zhu Quanzhong intensified, but the damage to the outside world became increasingly difficult to detect.

Logically speaking, Zhu Quanzhong, whose realm was higher than Li Yisheng's, should have had the advantage. However, the fact is that the mixed true essence brought by the blood sacrifice increased his "quantity" but polluted his "quality".

Outwardly, this manifests as his powerful ability to manipulate the power of heaven and earth, but his utilization rate is not as high as Li Yisheng's.

At the same time, intense battles also place a significant burden on the primordial spirit.

At times like these, the unrefined impurities begin to interfere with his thoughts.

Although such interference is not enough for a grandmaster to lose his mind, in a battle between masters, even a moment of confusion can be a matter of life and death.

Therefore, Li Yisheng gradually shifted from being at a disadvantage in the early stages to being on par, and eventually began to take the lead in the offensive.

It was upon discovering this subtle change that Yelü Yi, who had been lying in wait for a long time, finally couldn't resist making his move.

The seven royal flags, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper, draw upon the power of the Milky Way in the sky.

The power of celestial bodies is different from ordinary spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is not that there is a distinction between high and low, but that stars are omnipresent and spread throughout the universe.

However, elements such as water, fire, wind, and thunder are always subject to environmental constraints in different terrains and climates.

Only the stars, high in the heavens, are occasionally obscured by clouds and mist, yet their original brilliance remains undiminished.

Qida were originally barbarians from beyond the Great Wall. Their martial arts originated from their own source, but were also greatly influenced by the Central Plains.

Yelü Yi studied both the Snow Mountain Esoteric School of Buddhism and the talisman school of Taoism. Due to the incomplete transmission of his teachings, he forcibly mixed them together to form his own school.

With the intention of the Big Dipper protecting the North Star, this set of royal banners was crafted. Even the one in Sakya's hand was summoned and broke through the void to come.

With a full-force attack, his aura could no longer be concealed, and Li Yisheng and Zhu Quanzhong, who were in the midst of their fierce battle, immediately noticed it:

"Yelü Yi!!!"

In Li Cunxiao's perception, the Big Dipper, shaped like a ladle, hung high in front of the image of Vajrapani, colliding fiercely with Vaishravana and Suryaprabha.

The clash between the three grandmasters gave one the illusion that the world was about to collapse, but fortunately, Li Cunxiao quickly distanced himself from them.

Even though they were separated by a hundred miles, the three of them fought so fiercely that it stirred up the power of heaven and earth. Even if one was fully focused, it was difficult to perceive the specific situation. One could only make a vague judgment.

Yelü Yi's arrival intensified the battle.

Behind each of these three individuals lies a power vying for supremacy.

If Zhu Quanzhong were to die here today, the war between the Qin and Liao dynasties would be imminent.

If Yelü Yi dies here and Zhu Quanzhong is seriously injured, then Li Yisheng can recover the two rivers in one fell swoop and take over most of the country.

The remaining two kings of Wu and Yue, and the king of Shu, were forced by circumstances to submit and become their subjects.

If the two holy lands can reach an agreement on the terms, then the world can return to peace.

Li Yisheng could also use his achievement of "restoring" the Qin Dynasty to wash away the stain of his usurpation, and in the future, he would surely be remembered in history as Emperor Shizong.

Of course, if he were to die, it might mean Zhu Quanzhong would make a comeback, and the iron hooves of the foreign invaders would trample the Central Plains, reigniting wars in various places—it's unpredictable.

As he pondered the various possibilities, Li Cunxiao couldn't help but feel nervous.

The wait was always long; it was unclear whether an hour or two had passed, and even day and night became indistinguishable due to the battle between the three grandmasters.

A change finally occurred on the battlefield.

A crimson light sped toward the East China Sea. Li Cunxiao recognized it as Zhu Quanzhong's aura, and with a thought, he quietly followed behind.

At this moment, the starlight of the Big Dipper was also very bright, and it was about to chase after it, but a towering pagoda that reached the heavens blocked its way.

"What does Li Tianwang mean by this?"

Yelü Yi's voice was tinged with dissatisfaction. Now, he considered himself on equal footing with Li Yisheng, and had even begun to address him by his nickname. "Does the Liao ruler not know? This is already Yizhou territory. Your flag hasn't been planted here yet, has it?"

"Or rather, is the Qin Dynasty and the Liao Dynasty about to go to war today?"

Li Yisheng's voice was cold, half of his attention was on what was in front of him, and the other half was locked onto the fleeing Zhu Quanzhong.

pity.

Yelü Yi's intervention was both unexpected and reasonable.

If we can cooperate sincerely, it won't be difficult to keep Zhu Quanzhong here today.

Unfortunately, the reality is that everyone has their own ulterior motives.

Yelü Yi had always coveted the Houtian Bag, which was a major hidden danger. He himself had suffered serious injuries, and if it really came down to a life-or-death struggle, he might end up doing the work for the other party.

Furthermore, if we fight our way from Yizhou to the East China Sea, this once prosperous commercial region will likely become history and it will take decades to recover.

Despite their lack of unity, most of the attacks in the melee landed on Zhu Quanzhong, who was already seriously injured and unable to cause any trouble in the short term.

What he needed to do was to keep Yelü Yi and the Liao forces at bay north of Mount Tai, quickly take over the entire Henan Province, and then deal with Zhu Quanzhong.

Then, with the two magical treasures in hand, it was truly time to decide who would rule the world.

Thus, in the silent standoff, Zhu Quanzhong disappeared without a trace, while Yelü Yi, under Li Yisheng's intense gaze, retreated again and again, finally returning to both sides of Mount Tai.

The three had been fighting for so long that the grandmasters of both Qin and Liao had already noticed.

Saga and Yueliduo were on high alert, while Li Siyuan and Chang Congjian had also led their troops to the border between Qizhou and Yanzhou. The two armies faced each other, and tensions were high.

Only when the leaders of both sides arrived did they breathe a sigh of relief, and the opposing troops slowly retreated.

"Your Majesty," Yue Liduo and Saga asked, seeing Yelü Yi's smiling face.

"What makes you so happy? Could it be that you've obtained the Day After Tomorrow bag?"

"No, he only seriously injured Zhu Quanzhong."

Yueliduo and Saga were inevitably somewhat disappointed, but Yelü Yi said solemnly:
"Our Qida clan is ultimately too shallow in its foundation and too few outstanding talents."

"It is extremely difficult for a minority of people to govern a nation of millions."

"Therefore, when we fight, we cannot only look at the land and treasures we gain, but also at the changes in our strength."

"The so-called ebb and flow should not be too greedy. As long as we can cause internal strife in the Central Plains, that is enough."

"Whether it's Zhu Quanzhong, the King of Shu, or the two Kings of Wu and Yue, they are not easy opponents."

"As long as they are there, they will continuously deplete the strength of the Great Qin and divert Li Yisheng's attention."

"Only by accumulating little by little can we have a real opportunity to conquer the south in the future."

These words enlightened Yue Liduo and Saga, who secretly marveled that Yelü Yi truly deserved to be called a great ruler who bestowed the title of "Heaven-sent Beggar."

Meanwhile, Li Yisheng breathed a slight sigh of relief as he watched the Liao army retreat.

"Keep it simple. Starting today, strengthen border defenses and don't give Qida any opportunity to take advantage of us."

"Yes," Chang Congjian agreed.

Li Siyuan wanted to ask if Zhu Quanzhong was dead, but after observing Li Yisheng's expression, he didn't ask any further questions.

When Li Yisheng announced that he would be temporarily stationed in Qianfeng Prefecture, he had a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Qianfeng Prefecture is close to Mount Tai, and there are several passes nearby leading to Qizhou.

Li Yisheng did this clearly to guard against the Liao Kingdom.

In other words, even if Zhu Quanzhong didn't die, he would certainly be seriously injured.

At the same time, Li Yisheng also urged the commanders of the three routes to speed up the recovery of the seven states in the East China Sea.

After arranging all these things, Li Yisheng dismissed everyone and moved into the temporary palace.

The sacred space of Vaishravana was set up to ensure that no one could enter.

The divine armor peeled away piece by piece, revealing a magnificent body beneath, but there was a huge wound on its lower abdomen.

Six evil spirits emerged from it continuously, like cracks in hell, clearly the wounds left on him by Zhu Quanzhong.

Li Yisheng remained expressionless, the relic pagoda hovering above his head, transforming pure spiritual energy to slowly and silently heal his wounds.
After spending half a day returning to his base camp, Li Siyuan thought about his adoptive father's various actions and felt a strange sense of urgency.

Li Yisheng's arrangements were also rushed, completely lacking his usual composure.

This is a very subtle point that others might not notice, but he had followed the other party for decades and would not overlook this detail.

"Si Zhao," a voice called out, and the Second Protector Li Si Zhao walked in, seeing Li Si Yuan holding a calligraphy brush and writing with great skill.

"What are your orders, brother?"

"Please deliver this letter to Yang Shihou for me."

"Going right now."

Li Sizhao was taken aback, but seeing Li Yisheng's serious expression, he didn't ask any more questions, took the letter, and turned to leave.

Li Siyuan watched the other person's back as he sat in his chair, remaining silent for a long time.

The lamplight cast elongated shadows in the tents, stretching and twisting like demons lurking in the shadows, ready to devour their prey.
In the following days, the Qin side reported a series of victories.

First, Li Cunxu, the Grand General of the Southern Route Army, together with the forces of Prince Wu Yang Huayuan, killed the remaining Dharma Kings of the Ming Cult and completely occupied the Suzhou area.

On the central route, the Song king's army also won many battles, capturing Haizhou, Mizhou, and Laizhou, leaving Qingzhou an isolated city.

Strangely, things weren't going well for Prince Qin, Li Siyuan, who was still locked in a stalemate with Yang Shihou in Yanzhou. Contrary to his usual practice, he asked Prince Jin to go north and join forces with Yang Shihou to encircle the enemy, hoping for a sure victory.

Li Yisheng agreed and issued an edict ordering Li Cunxiao to capture Dengzhou as soon as possible and return to Qianfeng.

However, there was a secret decree instructing the latter to use local materials to transport a batch of pills over.

Li Cunxiao himself, who was resting in Laizhou, was not surprised to receive the imperial decree.

While instructing the Dragon Armor Army to continue handling prisoners and resettling the people as usual, he also refined his plans based on the messages occasionally transmitted back by his clone.

On the night before the army set off for Dengzhou, Li Cunxiao himself quietly left the camp.

Two hours later, they stopped in front of a wide valley on the only road from Laizhou to Dengzhou.

"Hiding here? Looks like they're planning to kill me to get revenge on Li Yisheng."

"He was a powerful and ruthless man, yet he's fallen to this state."

"What's even more unfortunate is that you chose the wrong opponent!"

In the void, the figure of the Dragon King Buddha appeared, disappearing into Li Cunxiao's body like a swallow returning to its nest.

The complete and powerful force returned without the slightest hesitation. The dojo and the secret realm combined, instantly sealing off the world within a hundred miles.

"Li Yisheng has caught up?!"

Zhu Quanzhong, who was in seclusion, suddenly opened his eyes. His true essence surged wildly and crashed straight into the hundred-zhang-high peak. The next moment, two Dharma images came into view in the sky.

"A Grandmaster at the Perfection level?!"

(End of this chapter)