Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 522 I'm Angry! I Was Pretending
Xu Yunfan wouldn't believe there wasn't a mastermind behind this; it's highly likely that a True Lord intervened in secret.

There are only so many Golden Core positions in the world, totaling one hundred and eight Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends. Apart from the dozen or so True Lords of the three major sects, some positions have either been hidden by the Heavenly Dao or swallowed up by other Golden Core True Lords and merged into their own cave heavens.

How many fruit positions remain unoccupied?

After all, cultivators are like rats in the world, and the Heavenly Dao within the Taihua Lingxu Realm originally intended to drive cultivators to attack other realms to strengthen itself.

But immortals are unwilling to be so subject to the laws of heaven. So they naturally become like rats, trying every means to dig out the source energy of the Taihua Lingxu Realm, to combine the Dao Fruit, and to attain the Golden Elixir.

Even further, one can become a Nascent Soul Dao Master.

Only by taking advantage of the great battle between the three sects can they find a sliver of an opportunity.

Now is the best time.

Xu Yunfan even felt that the Yuanshi Sect had instigated this great war so that Chu Chengnan could become a Golden Core True Monarch.

The roar of the heaven and earth's energy grew clearer and clearer. Above the sky, the invisible Daoist light traces representing "immovability," "bearing," and "weight" were clearly visible, transforming into a complex vortex of runes that slowly rotated and descended towards Chu Chengnan's head.

Once this rune is completely integrated into the illusory mountain behind him, he will achieve his Dao fruition.

Stop him!

"We must never allow the Yuanmo Sect to have another lackey!"

In the distance came even more furious and resentful roars.

An even more intense sword intent was brewing from the direction of the Wancheng Sword Sect.

Within the Pure Land of Bodhi, there seemed to be a powerful Buddha light attempting to unleash a sliver of its power!
At this critical moment.

Boom! ! !

A deafening roar shook the universe, not from an attack, but from Chu Chengnan himself.

He seemed to have become an ancient sacred mountain in the process of taking shape.

The Immovable Profound Mountain Dao Fruit, which had been hanging above his head, suddenly manifested in the world. As if drawn by the strongest force, or as if a mountain had returned to its place, it accelerated instantly, carrying an immense force that could suppress all ages, and suddenly fell towards the illusory mountain behind Chu Chengnan.

The moment the Dao Fruit touched the illusory image of the mountain.

hum!
The moment the Dao Fruit touched the illusory mountain, a strange change occurred.

A beam of dark golden Buddhist light tore through the void without warning, moving faster than the limits of perception.

A power level comparable to a Grand Master who has reached the peak of Foundation Establishment!

Xu Yunfan's pupils shrank sharply. With his mid-Foundation Establishment stage divine sense, he didn't even have time to send a warning, let alone intervene.

His mind raced, but he ultimately suppressed the urge to act.

Heaven have mercy, he was only a minor Foundation Establishment cultivator, how could he possibly withstand this master whom the Pure Land of Bodhi Zen called a Great Arhat?

It's already quite an achievement to be able to obliterate this sword energy, isn't it?

A gaunt old monk, draped in an ochre-yellow robe, appeared out of thin air directly above Daoguo.

His face was like bronze, with a dot of cinnabar between his eyebrows, and his aura was as harmonious and solid as a diamond. He was clearly a great Arhat who had reached the perfect state of the foundation building in the Pure Land of Bodhi.

The old monk's deep-set eyes were completely calm. He swung a gilded vajra pestle in his hand, which was wrapped in the light of annihilation, and smashed it down hard towards the "Immovable Mysterious Mountain" Dao Fruit that was about to merge with Chu Chengnan.

hum!
Boom!

The deafening sound, like metal clashing, was not a physical collision, but rather a fluctuation of the Dao Fruit's energy.

The Vajra Pestle actually broke through the boundaries of reality and law, smashing down on the Immovable Mysterious Mountain Dao Fruit.

The vajra was covered in Buddhist Sanskrit, and the Buddhist power entwined around it was extraordinary, a unique aura of "Silent Red Lotus" belonging to a higher realm and condensing the origin of the Dao fruit.

It is clearly a natal spiritual treasure that was refined by the true meaning of one's own Dao fruition after attaining the Bodhisattva status.

Xu Yunfan gasped in shock.

The Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan is utterly shameless; those Bodhisattvas are incredibly wicked, even using their own refined spiritual treasures. What are spiritual treasures?

Ritual implements, magical treasures, spiritual treasures.

Lingbao can be considered the object upon which the True Lord entrusts his path to enlightenment.

"No!"

Chu Chengnan's furious roar, his eyes blazing with rage, echoed through the sky.

He was at the most vulnerable moment when his body, soul, and Dao fruit were merging, and he watched helplessly as the "Immovable Mysterious Mountain," which carried his hopes for his entire life's Dao path, was forcibly pierced through by the immense power of the spiritual treasure.

The Dao Fruit instantly dimmed and disintegrated, as if slammed down by an invisible giant hand, wailing as it sank into the depths of the turbid earth veins of Han Ya Pass, merging with the violent and chaotic earth energy, and disappearing once again into the rules of heaven and earth.

The once-in-a-millennium opportunity to receive the Dao fruit has now been lost.

The terrifying backlash from the interruption of his pursuit of enlightenment suddenly erupted.

The vast aura that Chu Chengnan was experiencing, rising steadily, seemed to be abruptly severed by an invisible giant hand, causing it to plummet wildly!

The foundation of the cave heaven that was supporting the Dao fruit was directly impacted by the power of the spiritual treasure, producing a "crack" sound like porcelain shattering.

His burly body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood essence mixed with primordial yellow spiritual light gushed out. His face instantly turned ashen, and the heavy aura around him collapsed. He fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string.

The overwhelming pressure of the Foundation Establishment Perfected Great Immortal vanished, leaving only a desolate and lifeless aura.

Xu Yunfan felt a chill in his heart; his request for gold had failed.

The Eight Views of Vitality on hand were also subconsciously given a boost.

The cultivators below Hanya Pass, who had activated the mountain-protecting formation, were also filled with sighs.

Some of the older monks shook their heads and sighed repeatedly.

"For a thousand years, not a single person has achieved the status of a True Monarch and attained the Dao. Now, the hope was the greatest, but alas..."

Unfortunately, the three sects were constantly fighting each other. Whenever someone from the Shuiren sect wanted to become a Dao True Monarch, the other two sects would target them relentlessly.

"puff!"

The great Arhat who threw out the magical pestle was also not having an easy time.

He forcefully used a Bodhisattva-level spiritual treasure far exceeding his own realm to launch a fatal attack. His entire body was filled with Buddhist light that violently fluctuated, and the surface of his crystal-gold body was suddenly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, resembling a clay Buddha statue on the verge of collapse. His aura plummeted to the bottom, clearly suffering a terrifying backlash.

At that moment, Xu Yunfan also reacted instantly.

If we don't act now, when will we?

Otherwise, if they are later purged, they will have no way to defend themselves.

To succeed in a club, ability is one thing, but attitude is another.

Xu Yunfan was indeed genuinely angry!
fake.

Of course, one must put on a good show.

In the instant he completely extinguished the last trace of sword energy, his eyes were already as cold as knives.

"Bald monk! Pay with your life!"

"Eight Scenic Clouds and Thunder Prison!"

Without a single word, the long-brewing killing move erupted. Xu Yunfan formed hand seals, unleashing the thunderous essence of the "Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Profound Sky Undying True Scripture" to its fullest extent.

The eight-colored clouds, forged from the Xuan Du Eight Scenes Refining Heaven Creation Cloud Book, surged and roared around him, instantly transforming into a sea of ​​thunder that covered ten miles.

The eight phases of cloud formations—Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui—did not fight independently, but were unified by Xu Yunfan with the true intent of Shenxiao, evolving into the profound meaning of thunder that destroys evil spirits.

Golden, purple, and blazing white electric pythons and thunder dragons roared and howled, carrying the majestic power to judge all things, ignoring spatial distance, and crashed down on the golden Arhat whose body was about to shatter.

(End of this chapter)