Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 571 Is he really the Primordial Sect Master?
The opponent who was fighting him was surrounded by dazzling starlight, his divine will was as profound as the infinite universe, and he was evolving the pure energy of heaven and earth and the wondrous true law. Every move he made triggered the abundant laws of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm. He was none other than the Pure Source True Lord of the Primordial Sect.

The clash between the two supreme experts, who held nothing back, sent shockwaves that made the entire space groan.

"You fiends have offended my Heavenly Palace, you deserve to be punished!"

The Heavenly Emperor's voice was majestic and resounding throughout the universe, invoking the laws of the entire world to suppress True Monarch Qingyuan.

Qingyuan Zhenjun let out a cold snort, his voice like a thunderclap from the beginning of time, showing no weakness: "You mere frog in a well dare to presume to discuss the Immortal Slaughtering Ceremony? You are ignorant of the will of Heaven and deserve to be reduced to dust!"

With a light tap of his sword finger, countless strands of pure energy, condensed to their ultimate perfection, materialized into a sword that appeared out of thin air. In the next instant, they merged into one, transforming into a sword of judgment that cleaved through the pure energy of heaven and earth.

The two sides exchanged blows, their laws intertwining and colliding, causing chaos and making the battle so intense that it was difficult to determine a winner.

At the moment of stalemate, a sudden change occurred.

"Amitabha Buddha... The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore!"

A compassionate and majestic Buddhist chant suddenly rolled in from the western horizon!

A towering Buddha hand, obscuring half the sky, was formed from endless Buddhist runes. The lines on its palm depicted the six realms of reincarnation, the cycle of birth and death, radiating a terrifying will to save all things and suppress all evil and heretics. It bypassed Qingyuan Zhenjun and fiercely grabbed at the faintly visible floating platform of the Yuanshi Sect.

Its target was clearly the void passage connecting the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm behind the platform.

This move is a radical solution, aimed at cutting off the Yuanshi Sect's escape route.

"The Eastern Demon of the Ten Thousand Chariots Sword Sect!"

Qingyuan Zhenjun was filled with rage, and his divine thoughts exploded like thunder, soaring straight to the turbulent sea of ​​clouds and sword domain in the eastern sky.

"Dongxu, if you continue to stand idly by, believe me, I will immediately summon three fellow Daoists from my sect and tear down your Wancheng Sword Sect's mountain gate! Let's see if your Myriad Calamities Annihilation Sword Formation can withstand the combined might of the four True Monarchs!"

This threat was blatant, and it even used the secrets of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm to make its voice heard.

"Hmph! Qingyuan, your Yuanshi Sect's reputation is not worth my time to protect!"

A cold, indifferent sound, as if generated by the friction of billions of sword energies, came from the depths of the sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, Qingyuan Zhenjun's expression was slightly gloomy. There was actually a Zhenjun-level figure in this celestial realm who had attained the Dao.

The information provided is incorrect.

This realm seems to be quite powerful.

But if it was just two Golden Core True Monarch level figures, True Monarch Qingyuan's expression was inscrutable, and he had already made up his mind.

But the next moment.

"call out!"

An indescribable sword light suddenly shone from the depths of the Qixia Cloud Sea in the celestial realm.

This sword light is neither gold nor jade, colorless and formless; it is only pure, the ultimate "emptiness" that annihilates all matter.

Its trajectory completely defied common sense, as if ignoring the distance of space and time. It lit up as soon as it pierced through the center of the descending Buddha's palm.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a silence as if a piece of heaven and earth had been forcibly erased.

The most central character seal in the center of the Buddha's palm instantly collapsed, along with the surrounding solid Buddhist space, which silently crumbled and vanished.

The towering Buddha's palm, like a punctured bubble, transformed into a shower of golden light that vanished into the sky, accompanied by a mournful Buddhist wail.

good chance!
In the valley below, Xu Yunfan's eyes gleamed brightly.

The True Monarch-level powerhouses were locked in a stalemate, and the aftershocks swept across the six directions and eight wastelands, even disrupting the Heavenly Dao's lock in this realm amidst the violent fluctuations.

It's time to slack off...

No, this is the perfect opportunity to infiltrate the core area of ​​the Heavenly Court in search of a great opportunity.

At the South Heavenly Gate, the disciples of the Primordial Sect were engaged in fierce fighting, creating utter chaos. He possessed a method to conceal his aura, making this an opportune moment to strike directly at the core. The Heavenly Root Qi still had time, but with the enemy's Heavenly Court headquarters in complete disarray, the opportunity was now extremely rare.

Previously, if there was only one Heavenly Emperor, and he had been completely plundered by the True Lord, then they could only drink the scraps. Now, however, there is an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

His true essence surged, and with a slight movement of his body, he was about to transform into an invisible and intangible bolt of lightning and disappear into the void.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Three incredibly refined beams of magical energy, each a different color—black, silver, and crimson—like venomous snakes poised to strike, pierced the air with pinpoint accuracy from three extremely cunning directions.

The convergence of spiritual light instantly condensed into a three-colored interwoven cage-like light screen, which not only blocked all his escape routes, but also made the surrounding space sticky like glue, almost imprisoning his divine sense.

Xu Yunfan forcibly stopped his movement, lightning crackling beneath his feet, shattering a rock beneath his feet to stabilize himself.

His face was expressionless, and his cold gaze swept in the direction from which the light had come.

Above the broken cliff not far away, three figures appeared silently in a triangular formation.

The person in the lead, dressed in a dark gold robe, had a gloomy face and narrow eyes that pulsated with greed and burning killing intent. He was clearly a powerful True Person in the late Foundation Establishment stage.

His powerful spiritual pressure pressed down relentlessly, like an abyss or a prison.

To his left was a female cultivator dressed in a silver-threaded cloud-patterned dress, her brows and eyes cold as ice, and a small sword shaped like a green bamboo leaf swirling around her.

Her aura was restrained, yet she appeared more profound and dangerous than the late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator beside her. She was at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment and was clearly skilled in assassination and insidious supernatural abilities. Her eyes were devoid of any emotion, like frozen, stagnant water.

To his right was an exceptionally burly, bald man with skin that faintly gleamed with a metallic sheen.

This person wore only a crimson animal skin vest, his muscles were bulging like the roots of an old tree, and he carried a huge black axe the size of a door panel on his back. His whole body was wrapped in a thick bloody aura and violent demonic energy. He was also in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

Xu Yunfan recognized the three people.

These were three of the seven Foundation Establishment True Persons who descended to the Heavenly Realm with him.

Zhao Moyang, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator and a capable assistant under the Heavenly Evolution True Man, specializing in the "Mysterious Yin Soul-Slaying True Scripture".

Leng Yuehua, whose poisonous "Bone-Melting and Soul-Destroying Needle" is widely known.

And Sun Qishan, who guards the Blood Demon Cave on Hundred Tribulations Peak year-round, possesses the "Hundred Forged Heavenly Demon Battle Body" and is known for his tyrannical and bloodthirsty nature.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Leng, Senior Brother Sun."

Xu Yunfan spoke in a flat tone, revealing neither joy nor anger, his gaze sweeping over the undisguised greed and malice on the faces of the three men.

"What is your purpose in surrounding me? The Heavenly Court has not yet fallen, and the generals are fighting amongst themselves. If this delays the sect's grand plan, can the three of you bear the wrath of the True Lord?"

He secretly gathered his magical power, and the Fighting Technique quietly circulated within his body. His surging blood and spirit began to rise slowly, and the speed increased faster and faster.

The series of fierce battles and the control of the grand formation had taken a toll on him, and now, facing three formidable enemies at their peak who were well-prepared, the pressure was mounting.

In particular, one of them was in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

Xu Yunfan sighed inwardly, realizing he would have to resort to some of his most trump cards.

"Hey hey hey..."

Zhao Moyang let out a dry, unpleasant laugh, his greedy eyes fixed on Xu Yunfan as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

“Junior Brother Xu, why ask a question you already know the answer to? We are fellow disciples, so I won’t beat around the bush.”

(End of this chapter)