Sword from the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 163 Golden Cicada Wukong
North of Chengdu, the desolate mortuary resembles a giant, decaying beast, curled up in the dark night.

The wind whistles from the eaves, and the broken windows and tattered paper rustle in the breeze.

After a strange noise, coffins stood in rows, and above them, four dark figures gazed into the distance south of Shu County.

Emperor Ding abruptly stopped wiping the scissors with a white cloth in his hand.

The old zombie's usually emotionless, cold face was now filled with astonishment and surprise between every muscle.

"This is how the same thing?"

The Emperor looked at the three people around him. The expressions of Zhou Laotan, You Niaojuan, and Jin Huanzhen were similar to his own.

Upon first noticing the Holy Emperor's Relic, a startling discovery was made.

Since the Holy Ultimate Sect inherited the relics, successive Evil Emperors have created a secret method to sense the relics of the Evil Emperor. No matter where this treasure of the sect is located, as long as the members of the Holy Ultimate Sect use this method, they can find the relics.

This ensures that the treasure will never be lost.

However, Master Xiang had figured out the secret of the relics, and his methods were too advanced. It was unknown what method he used to hide the relics.

For so many years, they have remained completely oblivious.

The fact that all four disciples were awakened during their practice can only mean that the relic has appeared in the world.

However.
Upon further investigation, Emperor Ding suddenly realized that he had not used any sensing techniques.

"Did you use any secret techniques?"

You Niao, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, said, "No, I'm refining my true essence. How could I be doing two things at once? Strange, strange, we can sense it even without using any secret techniques. Could the relic be very close to us?"

The wrinkles around Jin Huanzhen's eyes disappeared completely, and the seductive techniques passed down from the Demonic Sect were revealed in her slightest movements.

She pondered deeply, a look of reminiscence in her eyes:

“Back when Master was alive, I sensed the relic up close, and it was very different from now. At that time, my true energy surged, and I felt the imprint of the same cultivation method, like seeing a bright light in the dark. But that was just what Master called the fluctuation of primordial energy.”

"Just now, the three treasures leaped up together, as if the essence, energy and spirit were in harmony. My master never mentioned such a strange phenomenon when he taught me the secret method."

“If it weren’t for your confirmation, I would have thought it was the work of inner demons.”

Jin Huanzhen saw a glimmer of wisdom suddenly appear in Old Zhou's deep thought:

"This must be related to our cultivation of the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique. Although it is different from our master's path, the source is the same. Think about it, the demonic sect's off-lineage technique we practiced back then was a partial one of our sect, and it was too far from the original source of the relic."

"At this time, our power is closer and more intimate with the relics, so our perception is clearer."

Emperor Ding and You Niaojuan Jin Huanzhen nodded in agreement, agreeing with the old man's words.

Then Old Tan frowned, his eyes flashing with ghostly fire: "Jie Hui has quite the nerve, daring to deceive us with just a few old bald men."

Yu Niaojuan also sneered:
"As soon as Jiaxiang arrived in Chengdu, we sensed it immediately. This shows that Jiehui felt he could rest easy once the old bald man was there, so he took out the relic to present it as a treasure. He was able to hide the relic mostly because his master left a method in the imperial temple, but he did not expect to reveal a flaw."

After discussing it, the four of them were almost certain that this was the truth.

Emperor Ding looked towards Chengdu: "There are quite a few people watching Jie Hui. Let's wait until they make a big move first."

"besides."

The Emperor turned to look at Old Zhou and sighed, "The Sichuan Gang and the Ba Alliance have already cooperated with the Taoist sect, which is perfect for dealing with the Buddhist sect. Wouldn't it be better to let them fight amongst themselves? Why do you have to join in the fun?"

Old Zhou sighed, a solemn expression on his face:

"I'm going to settle things with that guy again. He's busy fighting for supremacy and indulging in pleasures everywhere. How can he compare to my focused cultivation?! This time, I'm going to avenge my humiliation and make him fall at my feet."

Emperor Ding, recalling the past, offered a reminder:
“This guy is strange and difficult to deal with. I can never figure out his background. His Taoist skills are full of strange things. I'm afraid you won't be able to gain the upper hand.”

When this topic came up, not only Mr. Zhou sighed.

Jin Huanzhen and You Niaojuan also showed solemn and suspicious expressions.
The four evil masters then took the opportunity to discuss this old demon from the Daoist sect, but they never expected that...

Shortly after they sensed the relic, people in various parts of Chengdu began to wake up from their practice.

These people had never practiced the secret techniques of the Holy Extreme Sect, yet they felt a similar sensation.

At this moment, inside the Duzun Fortress, the most powerful force in Bashu.

While Jie Hui was meeting a very special guest in the main hall of the fortress, the guest suddenly showed a strange expression.

"Master, what's going on?"

The Emperor's Heart Venerable reacted with keen insight.

Everyone looked at the young nun whose black hair had all turned white. Judging from her appearance alone, she was twenty or thirty years younger than the martial arts judge standing next to her. Her face was as beautiful as mountains and rivers, and she had a kind of temperament that made people forget the mundane world.

Jie Hui glanced at her once, and couldn't help but recall old stories.

The past cannot be retrieved, but she remains the same as before.

This feeling of wanting but not being able to have made him obsessed and increasingly stubborn.

Fan Qinghui glanced at everyone, considered for a moment, and then spoke:
"I had a strange feeling. The fluctuations in my energy were very similar to those I experienced when I was comprehending the sword manual. It was something that could only happen when I was in deep meditation. At that moment, it felt like it was pointing me in the right direction. I vaguely felt that I was somewhere in Sichuan, but I didn't know what it was."

"But the sensation only lasted for a moment before it disappeared again."

"I just examined myself and found it wasn't a delusion caused by inner demons. Have any of you masters noticed this?"

Both Venerable Dixin and Master Daoxin shook their heads, while Master Jiaxiang seemed to be deep in thought:
"Lord of the Fortress, do those people from the Evil Extreme Sect still refuse to retreat?"

Jie Hui raised his eyebrows and glared, then said in a stern voice, “These people are just being unreasonable. I have already made it clear that I did not obtain the relic they mentioned from the Evil Emperor’s Temple, but they keep insisting on it.”

Master Jiaxiang's Buddhist teachings were profound, and his breath was extremely long, connecting a great deal of information in a single breath.

"If the Evil Emperor's Relic happens to be in Bashu, it's not surprising that the Evil Extreme Sect believes the Fortress Master obtained it. After all, in Bashu, everyone knows that the Sovereign Fortress can accomplish things that other forces cannot."

Jie Hui did not understand why the holy monk said that.

The Venerable Emperor Heart, Master Daoxin, and Fan Qinghui all realized what was happening.

The Cihang Sword Manual is closely related to the "Records of Demonic Thoughts," and the Cihang Jingzhai is inextricably linked to the two sects and the Six Paths.

The fact that the Evil Emperor's relic can be sensed is not a secret to major sects.

Therefore.
Fan Qinghui's description just now seemed to be a response to the Evil Emperor's relic.

The origins of the Cihang Sword Manual, coupled with the fact that the Evil Emperor Temple is located near Chengdu, all points to this speculation.

The group was well aware of the Demonic Sect's desire for the relic, and they gave up any illusions.

The Venerable Emperor Heart chanted a Buddhist prayer: "Lord of the Fortress, prepare early; this battle may be unavoidable."

Jie Hui nodded in response.

With a large number of people, including several top experts, Duzun Fortress is not afraid of a large-scale invasion by the Demonic Sect.

Jie Hui put away his usual imposing and domineering demeanor. After discussing strategies to deal with the Demonic Sect, he chatted with Fan Qinghui about old stories.

In a secluded courtyard on the east side of Duzun Fort.

A fairy-like figure opened the window and gazed quietly at the night sky, recalling the feeling she had just experienced.

In fact, her feelings were similar to Fan Qinghui's—vague and fleeting.

However, Shi Feixuan had her own subjective judgment.
"Brother Dao, is that you?"

……

"Judging from its appearance alone, it looks very similar to the legendary Evil Emperor's Relic."

Shi Qingxuan calmly took the yellow crystal that Zhou Yi suddenly placed in her hand, and examined its patterns closely under the light: "But this relic from the ancient Shu Kingdom does not have the primordial essence gathered by the evil emperors of all generations. Can it fool those people from the Evil Extreme Sect just by its appearance?"

Yuan Tiangang looked at Zhou Yi, who was staring blankly at the lamp.

After a long pause, he finally replied:
"As long as it exists, whether it's true or false doesn't matter."

Yuan Tiangang stroked his long beard and glanced at the relic again: "Does the Celestial Master think about what the evil emperors of the past were doing?"

"Hmm, maybe they're looking for the Temple of War."

Zhou Yi didn't hide anything:

"The relic most likely came from the Temple of War. They want to use the relic to find the source of this shattered void, such as the Ruma Plain. I have read ancient books and learned that there are traces of the Temple of War there. However, the ancient books record that this mysterious place can move underground and is not fixed."

"Chang'an, also known as Haojing, is the capital of the Zhou Dynasty. Its connection with the Temple of the God of War may be even closer than that with the Temple of the Evil Emperor. Ancient Qi and Shu have relics. If we find Zhou Dynasty relics in Chang'an, we may be able to learn more secrets left behind by Guangchengzi and the Yellow Emperor."

For the first time, a look of surprise appeared in Yuan Tiangang's eyes, which could see through both clarity and turbidity.

He was well-versed in astronomy and calendar systems, skilled in divination and fortune telling, and also an expert in Taoist secret texts. Few in the world knew as many secrets as he did.

Fellow Daoist Song is right. The Celestial Master's profound knowledge is unfathomable, giving people the feeling that he has been bestowed with divine teachings.

With a sigh, Master Yuan pressed further, inquiring about the secret:

"Why do you make this judgment? Since the Temple of War is a mysterious and ethereal place, how can the evil emperors of the Evil Extreme Sect believe that they can find the entrance?"

"This is all Guang Chengzi's fault."

Suppressing his unease, Zhou Yi offered his conjecture: "Guang Chengzi first entered the Temple of the God of War to comprehend the mysteries of the universe, then returned to the surface to impart the secrets of immortality to the Yellow Emperor and left behind the Longevity Formula. After that, he entered the Temple of the God of War again to shatter the Vajra. Since there is such a record, it means that one can enter and exit the Temple of the God of War at will."

“Those evil emperors are arrogant and self-assured, believing that the Heavenly Demon Strategy is no less powerful than the Longevity Formula. Guang Chengzi was able to return, so how could they be willing to not find the entrance?”

Yuan Tiangang immediately laughed: "That makes sense. Those talented evil emperors might just be the kind of people you're describing."

Shi Qingxuan listened intently from the side:
"Do you know what else His Highness the God of War possesses?"

"I've heard there's a demonic dragon."

"A demonic dragon?!"

"Correct."

Seeing her stare at him with wide eyes, Zhou Yi casually replied, "It is said that collecting seven relics can summon a demon dragon. This demon dragon can speak human language and grant you one wish."

"For example, you might want to become younger, or gain the power of sixty years of cultivation."

Upon hearing this, Shi Qingxuan knew he was joking.

Yuan Tiangang smiled and suddenly stood up: "Let's talk again tomorrow. You guys rest first."

Without waiting for a reply, he walked out of the room decisively.

Old Master Yuan's house was not large, and he usually lived alone. However, anticipating Zhou Yi's arrival, he pawned an extra room.

After he left, he didn't even go to the room he hadn't stayed in for several days.

He left them behind without a word, and climbed the mountain under the cover of night to reach the place of meditation.

As Shi Qingxuan listened to Yuan Tiangang's footsteps fading into the distance, a bird's chirping woke her up.

The candlelight burned dimly in the darkness, and the girl's bright eyes, filled with curiosity, were quietly lifted from the boundless indigo by this faint light.

Shi Qingxuan looked at Zhou Yi and presented the relic to him:
"You just handed me the relic in such a hurry. Does your Hongbao have some connection with this relic? Or do you know the secret method of the Evil Extreme Sect to infuse primordial energy into the relic?"

"Also, why avoid Master Yuan?"

As Zhou Yi trimmed the lamp, he said, "It's not that I'm hiding it from Fellow Daoist Yuan, but rather that I don't want to put him in a difficult position."

"So, the Grand Commander is related to the relic?"

Her gaze was lowered, passing through the flickering flames, as she waited for Zhou Yi's reply.

Are you sure you want to pry into my secrets?

"If you're willing to tell me, I'll listen to it as an interesting story. Qingxuan will keep it a secret for you."

Her gaze was focused, and suddenly she noticed that the young man in front of her exuded a completely different aura.

In an instant, his expression changed from ethereal and otherworldly to three-tenths sinister.

“Miss Shi, I am actually the current Evil Emperor. My trip to Sichuan is for this relic.”

"Can you keep this secret?"

His eyes scrutinized, and a domineering, wicked smile appeared on his face.

A look of surprise flashed across Shi Qingxuan's face, but she quickly understood. This explained why he was able to restrain the demonic energy of the coffin palace.

Thinking this through, she frowned, revealing a wary expression for the first time.

"what happened?"

"I'd rather you were just lying."

"Why?"

"Whether it's a holy emperor or an evil emperor, it doesn't matter. Using some means to fight for supremacy is understandable. But the chaos in Bashu started because of this. You keep saying that you want to quell the chaos and bring peace back to Bashu. Such hypocrisy is the behavior of a petty person."

The girl's voice was still clear and melodious, but it carried a hint of loss and estrangement: "In Qingxuan's heart, the Grand Commander should be a magnanimous and unrestrained extraordinary person. I never expected that his so-called interests would be like this."

She had a gut feeling that what Zhou Yi had just said was true.

Then many of the things he said to himself before were lies.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi realized he had been abrupt and said gently, "Don't be angry. Actually, I didn't understand my relationship with the relic either, so I misspoke."

As he spoke, he picked up the teapot next to the lamp and poured her a cup of water.

Shi Qingxuan stared at him intently for a few moments, carefully judging whether his words were true or false, and then recalled the bits and pieces of their time together.

After a short while, she opened her mouth slightly and let out a soft sigh.

Upon closer reflection, I realized I had been overthinking things.

But given her temperament, she should have been indifferent to any truth, and she never imagined that she would care so much and be so excited.

So instead of drinking tea, he picked up the teapot and poured a cup of water for Zhou Yi as well.

Seeing the slightly depressed look on the person sitting opposite him, he couldn't help but speak his mind:

"Qingxuan lives in a small valley and has almost no friends. You suddenly appeared at Qingzhu Xiaozhu and are such an interesting person. I suddenly felt that I had lost a friend and felt a sense of loss, so I thought about it a bit more."

After a brief silence, the two looked at each other, raised their cups to drink tea, and resolved the small misunderstanding.

"Miss Shi, could you let your friend see your true face?"

"No, she's not good-looking."

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her lips pursed as if she were biting a smile: "Qingxuan will not pry into your secrets."

"Grand Commander, quickly put away your precious relic."

Zhou Yi looked at the yellow crystal ball again, his eyes showing suspicion and wariness.

The instant they made contact, he was caught off guard, and a wisp of Taoist true energy was absorbed into him.

This true energy did not come from the Longevity Formula, but from the Xuanzhen Temple.

His mysterious aura, cultivated through a magical sculpture in his mind, is the most enigmatic.

Could it really be related to the War God's Manual?
Zhou Yi glanced at Shi Qingxuan, then stretched out his right hand and covered the yellow crystal ball.

next moment.
The true qi in the twelve meridians of the body stirred and surged continuously at the Yongquan point.

He was on guard, so his true energy did not rush into the relic.

But if he so desires, this profound energy can flow into the relic without any special method.

After a moment's thought, he tried it out with the longevity energy from his eight extraordinary meridians.

The pure true energy from the Taoist treasure records adhered to the area around the relic. One could feel that the relic had the ability to absorb true energy, but it could not inject true energy into it.

The evil emperor Xie Bo also experienced this process back then.

After a long period of experimentation, a method was finally found to allow relics to store vital energy.

Next, Zhou Yi replaced the Longevity True Qi with the demonic energy from the Demon Seed in his Dao Heart, but the effect was similar. Without the secret technique, this relic was just an ordinary yellow crystal.

Out of curiosity, Zhou Yi infused it with a trace of mystical energy.

In an instant, the relic seemed like parched sand that had absorbed the sweet rain.
Meanwhile, in various parts of Shu Commandery.

Those masters who had not shielded their own senses and possessed extraordinary skills were once again excited.

The lid of the coffin in the Chengdu North City Yizhuang (mortuary) that had not been closed for long was lifted once again.

Old Zhou, Emperor Ding, and others each used their powers to sense it, but the feeling disappeared again.

Ultimately, they were unable to establish a connection with the relics.

After a while of fussing around, the group, their faces grim, closed the coffin and began practicing their martial arts.

But not long after, the familiar feeling returned.

This went on for seven or eight times, until the sound of several people roaring angrily came from inside the mortuary!

"Too deceiving!"

"This is a deliberate provocation by the Buddhist sect and Duzun Fortress!"

Old Zhou sighed and roared, smashing down a wall with his violent demonic palm strike.

That night, more than ten true demons left the mortuary and headed straight for Duzun Fortress.

Before these true demons could even act, they discovered an astonishing noise coming from inside the Sovereign Fortress.

Several skilled individuals who broke in at night caused a huge commotion.

The holy monk made a move, but he was unable to stop the person.

Those secretly watching also noticed the disturbance, which further convinced them that what they were looking for was in Duzun Fortress.

Many people didn't sleep that night.

At the foot of Mount Emei, in Yuan Tiangang's thatched hut, after several attempts at research, Zhou Yi put the yellow crystal aside.

This relic was defenseless against his true energy, but without the proper method, it could not be stored.

Back then, Xie Bo was erudite and insightful, and he spent a great deal of effort to research the absorption and storage method. Several generations later, no one could find an extraction method until Xiang Yutian appeared.

This method was told to Yin Hou by Yu Tian.

Zhou Yi thought of Lu Miaozi; perhaps Old Lu knew about him too.

As for the absorption and storage method, the Holy Extreme Sect passes it down from generation to generation, which is how they gather the vital energy of many evil emperors.

When vital energy enters a relic, it transforms into primordial essence.

Old Zhou sighed that they should know this method.

Zhou Yi felt he could also do some research, but didn't want to spend too much time on it for the time being.

He made another discovery.

It seemed that he couldn't retain his true energy, but strangely, he was able to sense the relic.

Close your eyes, and you can know its direction just by thinking about it.

Its ingenuity captivated him for quite some time.

Shi Qingxuan had been watching from the side the whole time, so she knew exactly what Zhou Yi was doing. Although Zhou Yi didn't mention his secret to her, he didn't hide it from her.

He was about to light another candle when Zhou Yi stopped him again.

"Miss Shi, you should rest."

After he finished speaking, he turned and went out, lying down on a bamboo recliner in the courtyard.

Through the window, Shi Qingxuan could only vaguely see his outline in the darkness of the night.

Then she lay back on the bed, lost in thought, just like Zhou Yi.

The next day at daybreak, Yuan Tiangang returned from the back mountain.

Zhou Yi and he discussed scriptures and doctrines, and at the same time, they also talked about the three-party council of Duzunbao.

Yuan Tiangang planned to go at the exact time, and Zhou Yi knew he couldn't go with him.

I stayed in Minxi Village for five days.

Considering that Zhou Laotan would be going to the Sichuan Gang, Zhou Yi bid farewell to Yuan Tiangang and returned to Chengdu with Shi Qingxuan ahead of him.

Whenever he touched that yellow crystal ball, it would always stir up his true energy, so he had Shi Qingxuan disguise it and carry it with her.

The path they took down the mountain on their way up was the wrong one, and they were only able to get down thanks to their light-footed skills. The return journey was even more difficult.

After leaving Hongdu Market, the two asked a passerby for a shortcut back the way they came.

After asking six people, he finally got guidance from a porter.

About seven or eight miles northeast of Hongduji, there is a landmark thatched pavilion on that road. It leads directly to Chengdu via the mountain path and is three days faster than taking the main road.

A master of light-footed skills is not afraid of steep mountains and dangerous cliffs, so he can travel even faster.

Zhou Yi bought some dry food and headed straight for the shortcut with Shi Qingxuan. They had already seen the thatched pavilion.

But did not expect
Inside the thatched pavilion, surrounded by calf-high weeds, a person was pouring himself a drink.

Upon seeing this person, both of them stopped in their tracks, their expressions complicated.

The refined middle-aged scholar was dressed in a white scholar's robe, with his hair tied up and a headscarf on, looking clean, tidy, and meticulous.

Even when he was sitting on a stone bench, you could see his tall and upright figure. Every time he raised his glass to drink, his hand and body movements were just right, and his movements were indescribably elegant and graceful.

She possesses a more natural and captivating charm than any romantic young man.

As the late spring wind blew, the scholar's slightly graying temples swayed in the breeze.

His gaze, along with his temples, shifted to the blue-clad girl beside Zhou Yi with a gentle and refined smile.

The moment Shi Qingxuan saw him, she instinctively took a step closer to Zhou Yi.

With just this one step, the middle-aged scholar shifted his gaze to Zhou Yi's face.

Her gentle smile faded.

"Jin Chanzi, why haven't you returned to Kucha yet?"

"Has the Evil King ever comprehended everything?"

Shi Zhixuan's eyes were deep: "Alright, come here, I'll buy you a drink."

Before Zhou Yi could take a step, Shi Qingxuan stretched out one arm to block him: "Don't drink his wine."

Shi Zhixuan smiled at her: "Little Qingxuan, you don't even greet your father when you see him. Why are you being so distant?"

"I only have a mother, not a father."

Shi Qingxuan's words were brief, revealing a hint of disgust, and she was unwilling to talk to him any further.

Shi Zhixuan was not happy: "Little Qingxuan, if you call me father, I will let this brat go today."

"Let it go?"

Zhou Yi rested his hand on the hilt of his sword: "No one in the world can say such a thing to me."

"Oh?" Shi Zhixuan revealed a wicked glint in his eyes: "You want to fight me?"

"Why not?"

Shi Zhixuan smiled coldly: "Fine, if you try to escape using your lightness skill today, Xiao Qingxuan will die because of you."

Zhou Yi frowned slightly.

Upon hearing this, Shi Qingxuan didn't have time to use her lightness skill to leave before she heard Shi Zhixuan say:
"Little Qingxuan, if you leave, I will keep chasing this kid. No matter how fast his lightness skill is, he can't get rid of me. Let's see who runs out of internal energy first."

Shi Qingxuan bit her lower lip, her breathing becoming heavy, and took two steps forward: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"What does our feud have to do with him?"

"If you want to kill me, then kill me. You also killed my mother."

Upon hearing this, Shi Zhixuan's deep eyes flashed with an unusual anger. He glanced at Zhou Yi and said, "Fine, I'll take you to see your mother right now."

Before he finished speaking, a lingering shadow of someone sitting upright remained beneath the thatched pavilion.

With each step taken, the shadow behind catches up with the shadow in front.

The speed at which the phantom shifted and moved was far greater than when he was at Longxing Temple. A strange and mysterious current of energy swirled around him, so much so that even when he moved rapidly, his clothes and hair did not move at all, and the air seemed to freeze.

Zhou Yi, as if facing a formidable enemy, reached out and pulled Shi Qingxuan back.

"Miss Shi, move aside—!"

In that brief moment, Shi Zhixuan was already in front of him.

He formed a hand seal and struck out at Zhou Yi's face.

Shi Zhixuan's hand seals became increasingly strange. As his hand seals approached, the eerie true energy directly stagnated the air around Zhou Yi, attempting to suppress all his movements.

Zhou Yi countered with speed, unleashing a powerful Cloud-Dispelling Palm strike.

This palm technique can break through the protective aura of the body and, with overwhelming force, it can engulf the surrounding air and strike into Shi Zhixuan's hand seal.

With Zhou Yi's current skill level, few in the martial arts world could withstand just one direct palm strike.

Shi Zhixuan chuckled wickedly, his seal-like momentum undiminished.

I saw that he straightened his index and little fingers, bent the rest of his fingers, and pressed them down.

"Boom~!"

A muffled sound erupted in the air. Although Zhou Yi's Cloud-Dispelling Palm strike was vast, it seemed to be frozen when it came into contact with Shi Zhixuan's strange move, unable to advance any further. There was an invisible blockage in the air.

This is somewhat similar to the Great Master's Root Wisdom Sutra, yet there are fundamental differences.

It was the Undying Golden Body Seal he created by combining the essence of the martial arts of the Great Ming Sect with the Undying Seal Technique after he glimpsed the unity of Buddha and demon.

It can stabilize all the surrounding true energy during the transition between life and death.

Zhou Yi continued to unleash his palm strikes, but was unable to break the seal.

The evil king handled the situation with ease.

"Jin Chanzi, you're going to lose."

"I don't think so, Wukong."

At this stalemate, Zhou Yi integrated his spiritual power into his true energy, combining his vital energy with his primordial spirit, allowing his palm strikes to penetrate every crevice and permeate Shi Zhixuan's hand seals.

Shi Zhixuan instantly realized his intention and immediately suppressed it with even more terrifying mental power.

This skill of harmonizing Qi and spirit is as easy for him as eating and drinking.

Shi Zhixuan's spiritual power was even greater than Yin Hou's. As soon as he circulated his energy, a violent gust of wind rose up around him, pressing all the weeds around the thatched pavilion down to the ground.

Those trees that couldn't bend down snapped and broke.

"Who taught you combat skills? Your inner spirit has only been cultivated for a few years, how dare you fight me?"

Shi Zhixuan continued to manipulate the hand seals, and even managed to speak when he had a moment: "In that case, aren't you doomed?"

"is it?"

Zhou Yi snorted coldly, observing this completely different Undying Seal Technique.

"Evil King, do you really intend to fight me to the bitter end?"

Shi Zhixuan struck out with his backhand the Seal of Life and Death, and said with a wicked smile, "Try it."

"Shi Zhixuan, stop right now!"

The Evil King glanced to the side and saw the blue-clad girl's brows furrowed in anger, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword.

This is an act of utter treason.

Staring into her eyes, a fleeting, beautiful image involuntarily surfaced in my mind.

Looking at Zhou Yi again, the Evil King's malice grew even stronger, and he became increasingly ruthless, unleashing three more hand seals in succession.

Just as the third seal was cast.

Suddenly, I felt a weight lift from my shoulders, and my internal energy and spirit momentarily faltered, as if my spiritual power had dropped for a moment.

Given his mental state at that moment, this was almost impossible.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar feeling of spatial compression washed over me.

In the instant Zhou Yi used the Heaven-Shattering Strike, he used the Star-Shifting Technique to create a gap, allowing his palm force to penetrate Shi Zhixuan's hand seal.

The method of freezing the air and then subtly freezing space has finally been exposed as flawed.

In that instant, their fists and palms clashed.

Their movements were extremely fast, and they completed more than ten moves in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Yi had fought his way through the battles, and his fist, foot and palm techniques were quite remarkable. In addition, his fist and palm techniques had the shadow of the Wind God Shadowless Sword, which was dazzling. However, in front of Shi Zhixuan, he became more and more passive as the battle progressed.

Shi Zhixuan unleashed a series of Heavenly Frost Fist strikes, but neither dodged nor evaded.

He needs no weapons; a mere punch from his hand is enough to shatter them, and no amount of true energy can touch him.

If Zhou Yi hadn't been even faster in terms of lightness skill, anyone else would have been killed several times over by Shi Zhixuan's Illusionary Demon Body Technique combined with his finger seals.

After another move, Zhou Yi suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

I don't know where this feeling comes from.

Without regard for the immediate consequences, he stepped back and, in a flash, channeled the true energy he had been secretly cultivating during the fight into his sword.

Qi and spirit separate, the essence of spirit merges into the fire, separating and uniting!
He let out a low shout, and a sword cry was heard from the foot of Mount Emei. The fiery sword light became a dazzling stream of blades that enveloped Shi Zhixuan. The scorching sword energy finally stirred his clothes and hair, forcing Shi Zhixuan to unleash even more violent true energy to resist the sword energy.

Boom!
The thatched pavilion exploded in all directions, kicking up a cloud of dust. The dry thatch on it was ignited by the wind from the Li Huo sword and then fixed in the air by Shi Zhixuan's Undying Seal.

The entire scene was filled with a sense of mystery and unpredictability.

"Come on!"

Zhou Yi swiftly sheathed his sword and pulled the blue-clad girl beside him.

Shi Qingxuan didn't struggle at all, and went into his arms, hugging him back so that Zhou Yi could exert more force.

The two raced up the mountain path, kicking up clouds of dust and wind.

The Evil King watched the figure disappear into the void, but did not chase after it. He waved his sleeve, clearing away all the dust and smoke around him.

At this moment
Then another light footstep slowly approached.

"Shi Zhixuan, what happened to you? You look so disheveled."

The woman said with a disdainful tone, "You're really getting old; you can't even handle a junior these days."

Shi Zhixuan smiled gently: "Xiao Yan, so many years have passed, but you are the only one who hasn't changed. You still care about me the same way."

"Since Xiaoyan is here, the relic must have ended up with you."

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(End of this chapter)