Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 277 The Heavenly Demon is Coming
As Xu Yunfan's blood energy gradually subsided, Bi Yuan showed no displeasure whatsoever; instead, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

The young man before me did not merely know how to practice martial arts relentlessly; he had experienced countless life-or-death battles, and often fought against opponents of higher levels, winning each time. Only in this way could he cultivate such a sharp aura within himself.

Facing this supreme grandmaster who had reached the ninth level of Qi cultivation, he was able to maintain such composure and even his blood and qi were surging, and his strength was not slowed down in the slightest by his own pressure.

Ordinary martial artists would feel their blood stagnate just by standing in front of him, but the fighting spirit between Xu Yunfan's brows was as sharp as a drawn sword.

"What courage to draw your sword against the strong!"

Bi Yuan suddenly clapped his hands and laughed loudly, his voice resounding through the hall. "This kind of character deserves the title of 'inheriting the past and continuing the legacy of the sages'! Even in the era of the Hundred Schools of Thought two thousand years ago, he would be comparable to those ancient sages who founded their own schools."

But the clarity in Xu Yunfan's eyes never faded.

He noticed that the star pattern embroidered on Bi Yuan's cuffs was slowly flowing. The other party's true energy was as deep and vast as the sea. Even a wisp of true energy flowing by unintentionally made people feel that the other party was as majestic as a mountain, which could not be ignored.

Every word of praise from this sect leader was accompanied by a test of true energy, as if he were assessing the quality of a peerless divine weapon.

When Bi Yuan mentioned "comparable to a great sage," Xu Yunfan even noticed a slight tremor coming from the dragon scale armor, as if it were a warning of some kind of subtle spiritual guidance.

"Senior is so complimentary."

As Xu Yunfan clasped his hands in a salute, the "Lin" technique within his body was already quietly activated. The immovable golden statue of his own spirit deep within his sea of ​​consciousness suddenly burst forth with boundless light, suppressing all the restless blood energy in his meridians.

This was not something Bi Yuan did intentionally. This Daoist master, who had been famous throughout the world for over two decades, had already reached the profound realm of "the unity of the spirit and the Dao" in his spiritual cultivation. Over such a long period of time, Bi Yuan had already transcended the ordinary and reached an incredible level.

Bi Yuan seemed to sense something and apologetically flicked his sleeve to withdraw his aura.

He pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Young friend, are you aware of the current state of affairs in the world?"

Xu Yunfan replied: "The Empress of the Great Zhou, that high and mighty 'wise emperor,' since ascending the throne, has slaughtered 36 million people under the guise of 'suppressing rebellion' to offer a blood sacrifice in order to live another life!"
The Imperial Astronomical Observatory official, Guo Lang, aided the demons in their tyranny, and the military forces across the land were scattered and slaughtered, their bloodshed staining more than twenty prefectures.

At this point, Xu Yunfan couldn't help but recall the Incense Sect and the 100,000 Xuanjia Army that he had been instructed to lead when he was in Cangzhou and Wuzhou.

Even though he was not a person of this world, he still felt a surge of anger.

"The blood river in Qingzhou has not dissipated for three days, and the white bones outside Yujing Road have piled up like a tower, yet this witch sits firmly in the Dragon Court, turning a blind eye to the flames of war in the Six Paths! She deserves to die."

The conversation abruptly shifted to the north, and Xu Yunfan's eyes conjured up the tragic scene of the snowstorm in Yanbei Road: "And speaking of the true blood of the Great Qian Dynasty, those nobles who claim to possess 'true blood' have long since stopped regarding commoners as their own! The intoxicated expressions on the faces of those nobles when they drink the blood of young boys and girls mixed with cinnabar... are exactly the same group of evil spirits as the Empress when she takes the blood of the people for sacrifice!"
In the Great Qian Dynasty, those possessing true blood were considered upper-class nobles, receiving sustenance from the common people. These two groups were essentially two distinct social classes, with the lower classes having no chance of advancement. While the actions of the true-blood nobles didn't involve large-scale killings, their practices during each sacrificial ceremony were no different from those of that sorceress.

At this point, Xu Yunfan couldn't help but speak up: "The Nine Luminaries Sect is indeed one of the six top sects of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It holds the three prefectures of Yanbei Road and has blocked the Great Qian army from making any progress. Some time ago, three Supreme Elders came out of the mountain and slaughtered 100,000 soldiers of the Great Qian Dynasty, shocking the world."

Bi Yuan listened noncommittally, then suddenly said, "Three days ago, an urgent report came from Yanbei Road that the Great Qian Royal Court had unsealed six national treasures and dispatched nine Immaculate Realm True Blood cultivators comparable to Qi Refining Realm cultivators to massacre the Nine Luminaries Sect's mountain gate."

"The Nine Luminaries Burning Heaven Formation, which had just regained some of its power due to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, was broken, Tianquan Peak collapsed, and Zhou Tianyan's master, the supreme grandmaster of the Qi Refining Realm known as the 'Burning Heaven Ancestor,' was nailed to death in front of the Ancestral Hall by a bronze halberd."

Xu Yunfan was startled. His first reaction wasn't shock, but rather inexplicable joy. If this news was true, wouldn't there be no limit to his cultivation of the Nine Luminaries Ten Capitals True Energy?!

"Dynastic changes and sectarian infighting are nothing more than minor ailments." Seeing the change in Xu Yufeng's facial expression, Bi Yuan thought Xu Yunfan was somewhat angry. A roll of old-fashioned silk slipped from his sleeve, on which the four ancient characters "Qingwei Daozang" were written.

"Our Daoist sect has experienced twenty-seven great calamities of heaven and earth, and has long understood the cyclical nature of the Dao, 'what is united must eventually divide.' The true calamity..."

Bi Yuan suddenly raised his hand and pointed to the sky outside the hall.

"It lies in those 'anchors' hanging above our heads."

Bi Yuan continued, "Do you know why my Dao Sect went to such lengths to shatter the Small World Secret Realm?"

Xu Yunfan casually remarked, "Won't some demons escape from the secret realm?"

Bi Yuan smiled slightly: "Yes and no."

He pointed to the sky: "The secret realm is the anchor point of the Heavenly Demon."

"Heavenly Demon?"

Xu Yunfan was somewhat surprised. He instantly recalled the Primordial Secret Technique that Jiang Xu had used, as well as the strange look in Yu Congling's eyes when she mentioned "breaking through the cage."

The two people I encountered in the secret realm, Jiang Xu and Yu Congling, whose remnants were from the ultimate Dao molt, were clearly not from this world.

Bi Yuan's voice seemed to roll down from the abyss, carrying the weight of time: "The sixth, thirty-second, forty-third, and so on, up to the fifty-second patriarch two thousand years ago..."

He tapped his knuckles on the table, each sound like a blow to the bones of fate. "All those who reach the pinnacle of the Nine Realms of Qi Refining are wiped out by the Heavenly Demons..."

At this point, Bi Yuan hesitated, then slowly said, "They might not have erased it. A senior in the Dao Sect's library witnessed it firsthand; it seems they took it away..."

He suddenly stood up, his black robe billowing like clouds hanging from the sky, and strode out of the hall.

Golden clouds surged in the distant sky, while the sea of ​​clouds resembled congealed scabs.

Bi Yuan's pupils reflected the eerie light of the sky, and the words that escaped his throat were colder than a blade: "The calamity that should have occurred three hundred years later has been prematurely torn open by that empress..."

Suddenly a cold wind swept by, and he looked up at the sky as if he were staring at some indescribable gaze.

Each word, spoken slowly and deliberately, was deeply moving.

"...The Heavenly Demon is coming."
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Three days have passed since the conversation with Bi Yuan, the sect leader of the Dao Sect.

Before the morning mist had dissipated, a muffled, thunderous sound echoed across the bluestone plain of Shenxiao Peak.

Xu Yunfan's arms were as strong as old vines twisting steel as he swung the Crimson Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace, creating a dark arc. The Nine Profound Dragon-Slaying Mace's starting stance, Azure Dragon Shaking Scales, was suddenly unleashed.

(End of this chapter)