Simultaneous travel: The group is about to be wiped out

Chapter 262 Releasing the Clouds (Please Subscribe)
Upon hearing this, the Holy Mother of Wudang immediately fell silent, opening her mouth but not knowing what to say.

Duobao was originally the chief disciple of the Jie Sect, but he was captured by a sage. As the situation deteriorated, his resolve wavered, and he eventually joined the Buddhist sect.

This senior disciple sacrificed a lot for the Jie Sect and had a good relationship with his fellow disciples, but in the end he defected to the West.

This complex emotional conflict leaves me speechless.

Buddha looked down at Chen Feng, a hint of emotion flickering in his eyes.

"It's good that the Jie Sect has produced a disciple like you. However, you need to be aware of the situation and know when to advance and retreat, lest you repeat the calamity of the Investiture of the Gods."

After saying this, he immediately turned around and disappeared with the Buddhist monks without lingering.

Chen Feng stood still, his expression unmoved by Tathagata's words, quietly watching the scene unfold.

After this battle, he seemed to sense something unusual: an invisible resource of the Heavenly Dao descended into his own Dao Fruit.

That Heavenly Dao resource was invisible and colorless; only a few Great Emperors vaguely sensed it.

"Did you notice it? That resource descended by the Heavenly Dao—this is the benefit of this great calamity."

Suddenly, the Purple Star Emperor appeared beside Chen Feng, his sleeves adorned with shimmering star patterns, radiating imperial might.

The stars in the sky echoed it.

Legend has it that this emperor was a primordial deity born from the Ziwei Star, possessing immense power and profound spiritual foundation.

After the deaths of Donghuang Taiyi and Dijun, Ziwei Star rose to become the leader of many stars.

The Ziwei Emperor also successfully took control of all the stars in the heavens.

Upon meeting this emperor who had a fairly good relationship with the Jie Sect, Chen Feng did not fail to show proper courtesy and bowed respectfully.

"Thank you very much for your help, Your Majesty."

After saying this, he couldn't help but have some questions, which he didn't keep to himself but asked aloud.

Ziwei didn't hide anything and organized her thoughts.

“Every era has its own protagonist, who shoulders a special mission. Just like this monkey demon, the theme of this era has been set: Buddhism should flourish.”

"This demon monkey is bound to be a future holy Buddha of the West. When our auras intersect, a causal and spiritual connection will inevitably arise. If we fight against it and are defeated, calamity will descend, clouding our senses. We may unknowingly die in this great world, and all our resources will later benefit this demon monkey."

“You will naturally benefit from defeating him. However, there are many restrictions on doing this. If you are not careful, you may lose your cultivation. Therefore, even if there are benefits afterward, those above the Golden Immortal level will not personally participate. At most, they will send some disciples.”

Before the Investiture of the Gods, highly accomplished immortals above the Golden Immortal level were completely indifferent to matters like great calamities.

Highly skilled, exceptionally powerful, and with a long lifespan.

As long as one is determined to survive, it is not difficult to live through a great calamity.

However, the Great War of the Gods completely shocked all the powerful figures. When the great calamity began, it confused their minds. No matter whether you were a Golden Immortal or a Great Luo Golden Immortal, you would be caught in the calamity.

In the end, all the forces fought to the death, and countless demons and monsters entered the fray.

Those disciples of the sages were like weeds, some dead, some crippled.

Even the Great Luo True Immortal who wielded the power of time was helpless...

From then on, all parties reached a tacit understanding and would not easily get involved.

Then, as if remembering something, Emperor Ziwei gave a few more instructions.

"The spiritual energy that descends from heaven and earth has great uses. It can increase one's cultivation foundation and can also be used to refine magical artifacts. It depends on your own ideas."

"And I must remind you, the Qilin Cliff has the effect of weakening the soul. After the power of the saints on it disappears, you should release the person as soon as possible."

This Ziwei Emperor had a good relationship with Tongtian; they were friends for many years, and the people of the Jie Sect in the Heavenly Court also received his care.

After saying these words, he didn't linger. Under the starlight, he disappeared completely.

With this thought in mind, Chen Feng immediately stopped hesitating, turned to look at the Holy Mother of Wudang beside him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Let's go, senior sister, it's time to release senior sister Yunxiao."

Even the Holy Mother of Wudang was momentarily stunned, and it took her a long time to recover.

She never imagined things would develop this way; it all felt like a dream.

Not only are the disciples of the Jie Sect returning, but even Junior Sister Yunxiao can be released...

All of this was because of the new junior brother who had just joined the Jie Sect. Only now did she realize how wise her master Tongtian's choice had been.

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The cliffs of Qilin stand thousands of feet high, like the spine of a giant beast stretching across the sky. The gale at the top of the cliffs swirls and churns the clouds and mist, cutting the sky and earth into half azure and half desolate. Every fold of the rock seems to hold the lingering power of ancient thunder.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, the sea of ​​clouds spreads out like an endless golden wave at your feet. The morning sun crashes against the rugged cliff corners, splashing up a whole cliff of rosy light. Even the wind carries the sound of metal and stone, as if the entire cliff is suppressing the chaos under the heavens with its majestic power.

It must be said that this is truly a dangerous place. Back then, Taiqing used his methods to capture Yunxiao, and then used the power of a sage to create a cliff to suppress him.

You can feel how terrifying the power of a saint is just by looking at this cliff.

At this moment, the power of the saint on this cliff has silently dissipated.

Back then, Taiqing and Yuanshi asked Zhunti of the Western Sect to guide them in breaking the Heaven-Reaching Immortal-Slaying Formation, which resulted in them incurring karmic debts.

This is also the main reason why Chen Feng ensured that the West could get the Qing Dynasty to do this.

On this day, two beams of celestial light descended upon Qilin Cliff from the horizon, revealing their forms—none other than Chen Feng and the Holy Mother of Wudang.

Looking down at the Qilin Cliff, a trace of sorrow and reluctance appeared on the usually gentle face of the Holy Mother Wudang.

"After the Investiture of the Gods, the remaining disciples of the Jie Sect tried to find a way to save Junior Sister Yunxiao, but unfortunately, they couldn't. Even with the power of a saint, they couldn't do anything despite their best efforts."

"At first, my junior sister was able to use her magic to transmit her voice, but decades have passed and she has become increasingly weak. There has been no news of her for a long time."

Chen Feng reached out and gently wiped his eyes, instantly activating the Myriad Manifestations Eye.

The entire structure and principles of Qilin Cliff are clearly understood.

It must be mentioned that this method was ruthless. As expected of a saint, under the suppression of Qilin Cliff, his soul was eroded day and night, and in addition, half of his soul was restrained by the Investiture of the Gods.

It's safe to say that even if Yunxiao is rescued later, his path of cultivation will likely be cut off.

Whether they can preserve their cultivation as Great Luo Golden Immortals is still uncertain.

With a sigh, Chen Feng reached out and summoned his mid-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Ice Soul Radiant Star Spear.

The ghostly village, seemingly a fairyland, reappeared behind him, and then the power of the ghostly rules attached itself to the spear, beginning to whisper once more.

"With my next strike, the spear in my hand will surely cleave through the entire cliff and rescue those trapped below."

After saying this, he immediately stopped hesitating, exerted his strength, and swung his spear fiercely at the Qilin Cliff in front of him.

A powerful force of rules erupted, and the spear roared. A golden light emanated from the spear, resembling a sharp blade. This blade, hundreds of meters long, was formed from the power of the vengeful ghost's rules, tearing through space and creating ripples.

A powerful force stirred up wind and waves, sweeping outwards, causing vegetation to sway and birds to take flight in fright.

In the blink of an eye, the spear, imbued with golden light, made contact with Qilin Cliff.

boom! ! !
With a deafening roar, the entire cliff, from its peak to its base, crumbled, sending debris and dust billowing into the sky, causing ripples to spread throughout the surrounding space.

Two inexplicable forces are currently intertwined and constantly clashing.

The most troublesome thing about Qilin Cliff is not the suppression of the mountain peaks, but the array formed by the interconnected earth's energy within.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost village appeared, completely covering the area, and the power of time began to flow.

The powerful ghost's time manipulation abilities were revealed at this moment.

The Holy Mother of Wudang reached out to feel this scene, a hint of curiosity showing in her beautiful eyes.

"Junior brother, your methods are truly extraordinary. The flow of time power is almost on par with the methods of a Grand Luo Golden Immortal."

Since his battle with Sun Wukong, the Son of the Era, everyone has witnessed Chen Feng's immense strength.

In just a few moves, he pinned Ji Yuanzi to the ground like a dead dog, and even neutralized the attack of the veteran Grand Luo Golden Immortal Guanyin.

Therefore, most people now believe that Chen Feng is the strongest among the Golden Immortals.

Many people even believe that this newly promoted True Lord can be considered a true Great Luo Golden Immortal.

Chen Feng shook his head and explained, "Although my method is similar to the power of time, it is still somewhat inferior. It can only be used in this world around me. It's fine for engaging in combat and defense, but it's probably impossible to defeat a true Grand Luo Golden Immortal."

That's true, but he's not in a hurry. He's already overcome the biggest hurdle to becoming a Great Luo Golden Immortal; all that's left is to accumulate experience.

Fortunately, the Westerners also sent over spiritual resources, which solved a problem that required their time and effort.

With those three magical Bodhi seeds and Tongtian's personal guidance, breaking through to the Great Luo realm shouldn't be too difficult after a period of seclusion.

Just as the two were talking, the confrontation had come to a complete end.

Faced with the endless power of the vengeful spirits, the formation within Qilin Cliff finally gave way.

With a deafening roar, the formation was completely broken.

The last stone collapsed, Qilin Cliff completely disintegrated, smoke and dust rose, and rubble flew everywhere.

Chen Feng's All-Seeing Eye swept across the area and instantly sensed the aura at the very bottom of the cliff.

Very weak, but thankfully, still alive.

The next moment, a dazzling celestial light emerged from the deepest part, radiant and eye-catching.

Immediately afterwards, a woman in white appeared, her face like a finely carved piece of jade, her skin as white as snow and as delicate as mutton fat, gleaming softly in the rosy light.

Her eyebrows were like crescent moons, and her eyes were like cold stars, clear and deep enough to see through everything, yet she also carried a cold and aloof air that kept people at a distance. Only when the corners of her lips slightly turned up did she reveal a hint of warmth.

She was tall and graceful, her clothes fluttering as if she were walking on clouds, and she was surrounded by a faint spiritual light.

The Hunyuan Golden Cauldron in her hand hovered in front of her, its contents shimmering with radiant light that blended with her ethereal aura, making her appear both as peerless and independent as a snow lotus on a high mountain, and as serene and dignified as someone who could see through the universe.

Even so, his expression couldn't hide the hint of defeat and gloom in his eyes, and his breathing was very unstable.

The prolonged torment of the soul is something no one could bear...

She was Yunxiao, the eldest of the Three Immortals, and the most outstanding disciple of the Jie Sect, as well as the disciple most valued by Tongtian.

If it weren't for the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, she would probably have already become a quasi-saint.

Both his strength and character are excellent, but his only flaw is that he is too kind. If he were not kind, the situation of the Jie Sect would probably not have become so dire.

At this moment, looking at her junior sister whom she hadn't seen for a long time, the Holy Mother of Wudang was unusually somewhat out of control. Even though she had a thousand words she wanted to say, in the end, she could only utter two words.

"Junior sister..."

Looking at his senior sister in front of him, Yunxiao naturally understood what was going on with his wisdom. He smiled slightly to conceal his weakness.

"Thank you for your trouble this time, senior sister."

After saying this, she couldn't help but look at Chen Feng, her beautiful eyes flickering slightly.

"Senior Sister, who is this?"

The Holy Mother of Wudang regained her senses, a smile appeared on her face, and she quickly introduced herself.

"Junior sister, this is Master's newly accepted disciple, he's our junior brother. You were able to escape this time thanks to him."

Then he told Yunxiao everything that had happened.

After he finished speaking, Chen Feng stepped forward, a gentle smile on his face, and extended his hand in a gesture of respect.

"Greetings, Senior Sister Yunxiao."

Looking at the young man in white before her, Yunxiao smiled gently and reached out her fair hand to help him up.

"Oh, junior brother, there's no need to be so polite with your senior sister. I should thank you more this time. It is a blessing for us senior brothers and sisters, and also a blessing for the entire Jie Sect, that Master accepted you as his disciple."

This is the only good thing that has made her happy since the Investiture of the Gods war.

She was intelligent and, based solely on the description of the Holy Mother of Wudang, she discerned Chen Feng's character: decisive, resourceful, and powerful...

After the Investiture of the Gods war, Yunxiao realized that being kind to people wouldn't work, and that Chen Feng's personality was more suitable for the current Jie Sect.

At this moment, the close proximity allowed Chen Feng to clearly see the expression in Yunxiao's eyes.

Even though he had been suppressed by Qilin Cliff for hundreds of years and his soul was severely damaged, his eyes still remained so pure and kind.

Beautiful, powerful, and with a strong background, coupled with a kind and gentle nature, it's no wonder that this Fairy Yunxiao was set as the female protagonist in many ancient fantasy novels in my previous life.

"Junior brother, if you encounter any difficulties or problems in your cultivation in the future, just come to me."

After giving a few careful instructions, Yunxiao seemed to sense something and looked towards the sky.

At the same time, both the Holy Mother of Wudang and Chen Feng felt a resonance.

It was none other than Master Tongtian Jiaozhu.

As expected, upon seeing his favorite disciple freed from his predicament, the leader of the Jie Sect could not contain himself and immediately issued an audience.

Without delay, the three of them immediately headed to the border of Chaos.

Upon arriving at this place, a streak of cyan sword light burst forth from the chaos, moving at incredible speed, and instantly arrived in front of Yunxiao.

Then, this sentient Qingping Sword, like a child, happily circled around the clouds...

(End of this chapter)