The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 153 Siege of the Taiyin Mountains
The Taiyin Mountains are ancient and desolate, possessing an atmosphere quite different from the present world.

Towering mountains rise majestically, their height unknown, perhaps tens of thousands of feet. Waterfalls, some thousands of feet long, cascade down the mountainside, creating a vast expanse of white, an incredibly magnificent sight. Bathed in sunlight, they shimmer with colorful mist.

As they drew closer, the eagles howled through the sky, and the beasts roared across the land, sounding like thunder, deafening and terrifying.

Clearly, this is a magnificent place, shrouded in auspicious mist, with cranes soaring and various rare beasts hidden among the scenery, displaying a myriad of wonders.

Deep within the mountains, there are rows of palaces, and many people are hurrying along, their faces heavy with sorrow, their very being shrouded in an ominous aura.

A powerful figure comparable to a peerless saint entered a grand hall in haste.

There were many people inside the hall, all with strong auras. The weakest was a second-level expert in the Sendai realm, and the strongest had reached the level of a half-saint.

"Master, yet another backup plan has been destroyed." The powerful figure looked at the old man sitting in the main hall, his voice heavy.

The old man frowned, his aura was extremely intimidating.

"Damn it, how did they find it!" Someone couldn't hold back any longer, his face ashen, his killing intent enough to cleave through a half-step Great Power at the first level of the Immortal Platform.

"This is already the fifth backup plan found in the clan. All the backup plans have been found." Some people even had a gloomy look on their faces.

"Are all the major sects really determined to completely annihilate our sect?! Just for those Taiyin descendants who died countless years ago!" Someone couldn't suppress their fear and anger and shouted, "How hateful! In the past, they devoured just as many as they could!"

"Enough!" The old man in the hall finally couldn't hold back any longer and said coldly, "It's no use saying all this now. Since those guys are using us as sacrifices to become stumbling blocks on the path of that Lingbao Daoist, what we need to do is break their teeth and beat them until they feel the pain!"

Everyone who heard the name Lingbao Daozi was filled with hatred.

It wasn't just because they were approached for no reason. Because of him, the current Divine Son Duanmu Ming, the previous generation Shaoyin Spirit Body, the previous generation Mingwang Body, and many Dao-Slaying Kings all died. This was like breaking the backbone of the Duanmu lineage. Even without these subsequent attacks, the Duanmu lineage would very likely have completely declined due to a lack of successors.

In the past, the descendants of the Empress Taiyin, having passed down their lineage for millions of years, had almost no imperial blood left, resulting in the clan failing to produce any outstanding talents for several generations. In the ensuing period of stagnation, the Duanmu lineage usurped the throne and took their place.

"Now that things have come to this, we should ask the Ancestor to take action as soon as possible!" someone suggested.

“That’s right. If we kill this Lingbao Daozi and then offer benefits to the other major powers, they will eventually back down.” Someone said with a heavy expression and deep regret.

In fact, this was the strategy that the Duanmu lineage had been using before, but they never expected that the opponent would be so strong that they would be able to defeat a Grandmaster. The fish survived but the net was broken!

“One of the elders has already made a move, but it’s uncertain whether he will succeed,” the sect leader said, his eyes filled with barely concealed worry.

Meanwhile, outside the Purple Void Enclosure, in a large mountain.

Ning Qingyi calmly watched a great battle unfold in the distance.

One of them was a saint from the Changsheng Temple, wielding a holy sword. The other was shrouded in the power of Taiyin, his true face obscured by a black robe.

The battle between the two was earth-shattering, with waves as vast as the ocean that spread for thousands of miles. Everyone at the ends of the earth was horrified. What a powerful being this was! It was truly defying the heavens!
Fortunately, both sages were rational and did not launch an attack on the earth; otherwise, this land would have been sunk to the ground.

"The power of a sage is indeed earth-shattering," sighed the Three-Missing Daoist.

"The one who came is just a saint, not even a saint king. Is the ancestor of the Duanmu clan who slaughtered the human emperor already dead?" Ning Qingyi frowned.

After the conference, all the major sects that witnessed Ning Qingyi's terrifying strength made up their minds to stand by Ning Qingyi's side.

As the ancient sage Guan Gu once said, it's not that all the powerful forces have forgotten the Emperor's grace, or that they don't care about the Duanmu lineage's usurpation; they simply lack a reason.

The appearance of Ning Qingyi is the best reason!

Befriending a prodigy with unlimited potential, who, if not proving the Dao, is at least very likely to attain the imperial throne, and also pacifying the Duanmu lineage, and getting a glimpse of the Taiyin True Transmission, this deal is definitely worthwhile!
Therefore, Ning Qingyi obtained intelligence from many powerful forces regarding that great battle of the past. It must be said that the Duanmu lineage has produced many outstanding talents.

At the time of the rebellion, the Duanmu lineage had as many as six sages, while the Taiyin lineage had only two. After a great battle, all the sages of the Taiyin Human Emperor lineage perished, and two members of the Duanmu lineage also died on the spot. Another member was said to have died from his injuries not long after.

Of the remaining three saints, one is a saint king and the other two are saints.

However, that great battle happened a long time ago, and even a saint wouldn't live that long. It's hard to say how many saints from the Duanmu lineage are still alive today.

"Qiang!"

A jet-black divine spear appeared in Duanmu Gusheng's hand, and he thrust it forward. The movement was not fast, but the sacred voice of the Heavenly Dao was emitted.

"This is... the harmonious sound of the Great Dao resonating, the power of magic permeating heaven and earth!"

Sensing the fluctuations, everyone who came to watch felt their hair stand on end. This was the Dao of Slaughtering All Living Beings, a Dao that could only be displayed by forbidden beings, something that had only ever appeared in legends, but now they had actually witnessed it.

The Great Dao resonated, its myriad threads descending, with dragons leaping and phoenixes dancing, its divine sound like a blade, threatening to slay all living beings!

However, all of this was merely the accompanying Heavenly Dao Sacred Sound. The real killing move was still that pitch-black divine spear, which pierced through the sky in an instant and struck the brow of the ancient saint of the Longevity Temple in the blink of an eye.

terrible!

This spear is accompanied by countless black lines, each one a law, each one enough to slay a patriarch!
Thousands of threads converged on the black spearhead, making it hard to imagine how terrifying this attack was!
In response, the sage of the Longevity Temple merely brandished his holy sword, his eyes filled with endless coldness.

"Zheng!"

The two weapons clashed, sparking a burst of sparks that shattered a large area of ​​space, creating numerous void rifts!
"Damn it! Tianhe, are you really going to fight me to the death?!" Duanmu Gusheng roared.

The ancient sage of the Longevity Temple did not answer, but continued to swing his sword and fight him, unleashing all kinds of sacred laws!

"Hey!"

A black Taiyin Divine Talisman appeared, condensed by the ancient saint Duanmu using Taiyin holy power, which stabilized the void. At the same time, the pitch-black divine spear appeared again, slashing towards the head of the saint of Changsheng Temple.

Without a doubt, this is a fierce battle, a battle that could destroy the land of Luzhou.

In the blink of an eye, three thousand moves had passed, and both of them were close to their limits, equivalent to unleashing three thousand Great Dao Laws. The chaotic energy surged, making it extremely terrifying.

"boom!"

After unleashing a beam of white light, Duanmu Gusheng retreated, because he sensed the presence of other people in the void. Clearly, another saint had arrived and was about to attack him.

"Daozi, are you alright?" The ancient sage of Changsheng Temple came to his side and asked.

"It's alright. But I've figured out two more hidden agents from the Duanmu lineage. These should be the last two batches."

Ning Qingyi provided two coordinates, which he calculated using the Lesser Destiny Technique and by burning his divine power. The Duanmu clan members were hiding outside the mountain gate, just in case, but he managed to calculate them all, which greatly surprised the Sage of the Longevity Temple.

Finally, he gave the order, and soon news came that the two hidden veins had been completely destroyed.

At the same time, the various sects finally set off, and within a single day, the Taiyin Mountains were completely blocked.

(End of this chapter)