The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 220 First-rate in this era

The Dragon Slayer and the others looked at the towering figure behind the young Taoist priest, which resembled a mountain, and their expressions changed. The Golden Heavenly King, however, snorted coldly, seemingly unsurprised, and calmly said:

"Fourth-grade realm, Dharma Avatar True Body, you were indeed hiding your cultivation level."

Everyone assumed that Zhou Yan was hiding.

Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible to go from the sixth rank to the fourth rank in such a short time!

Jin Tianwang brandished his spear without hesitation and charged forward. His spear moved like a dragon, its golden light vast and boundless, channeling the Geng metal evil energy to a state of perfect harmony. Zhou Yan brandished his three-pointed double-edged sword, the blade reflecting the sunlight and drawing a clear arc of light.

"clang--!"

The two weapons collided with a loud crash, sending sparks flying as high as half a person.

The shockwave, like a wild beast out of control, swept outwards, carrying broken grass and pebbles. The ground beneath the feet of the Xuan Guan and the mountain gods trembled, and they hurriedly retreated, their sleeves fluttering in the wind, making it difficult to breathe.

When the aftershocks subsided, everyone looked again and saw that the ground where the fight had just taken place was cracked with spiderweb-like patterns, and the ancient tree next to it was broken in half, with the broken ends still emitting a charred and malevolent aura.

The two figures were locked in combat, their weapons clashing repeatedly.

The Dragon Slayer murmured, "It's actually... on par with the True Lord's martial arts."

"even……"

Jin Tianwang is a fourth-rank expert, known as the best in offensive combat. His spear fighting style is unmatched in the world. When he attacks, he combines it with Gengjin evil energy, making it impossible to defend against. Zhou Yan's weapon skills are far from being a match for Jin Tianwang.

However, the inheritance of "The Heaven-Devouring Technique of War and Myriad Industries" contains scenes of ancient battlefields, which made Zhou Yan extremely proficient in the use of various weapons. Combined with his enlightened Dharma Eye and the Womb Realm barrier, his moves were precise and domineering, in no way inferior to the Golden Heavenly King.

The two clashed in their true forms, and their respective dharma forms also engaged in a fierce battle.

The Golden Heavenly King's Geng Metal Dharma Image swept across with a spear, the spear wind carrying golden thunder; Zhou Yan's Dharma Image met it with a sword, the blade light cleaving through the clouds. Each time the Dharma Images clashed, a deafening roar rolled into the distance, and the people of Chang'an could faintly hear the thunder in the sky.

The vendors thought it was going to rain and hurried home to collect their laundry, but when they looked up, there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

The incense ash in Louguandao was swept up by the strong wind and flew everywhere.

Zhou Yan and Jin Tianwang fought for twenty or thirty rounds without a clear winner.

Everyone else was already stunned.

After experiencing countless battles, Jin Tianwang vaguely sensed that Zhou Yan, who appeared to be at the fourth rank, was actually at a very superficial level. He had only reached this level because of the support of the thousand-mile-long earth vein of Zhongnan Mountain.

Zhou Yan secretly admired him.

His methods relied entirely on supernatural powers, while the Golden Heavenly King relied on his own honed martial arts skills to fight the "Bingxian Wanye Tuntian Jue" to a standstill. The two clashed weapons and their vital energy exploded in a standoff.

The two extremely tall Dharma images collided violently, causing the earth to tremble.

The Golden King said, "It's time to end this."

"Hand over the item to me."

With a tremor of his spear, he knocked Zhou Yan away and retreated instantly. His own Dharma form erupted with light, and countless golden Gengjin evil energy transformed into spears, like stars in the sky, locking onto Zhou Yan's Dharma form.

Zhou Yan pointed his three-pointed, double-edged sword at the ground and made a hand seal with one hand.

A jade talisman depicting the eight-armed, seven-fold Buddha appeared between the fingers.

It emits boundless flowing light.

"open."

Amidst the rumbling sound, everyone saw the enormous divine general's image suddenly transform into a three-headed, eight-armed being, wielding a three-pointed, double-edged sword. The Dragon Slayer, the Yin-Suppressing True King, the Azure Bag True Official, and the Nine Old Cave Master were all watching when they suddenly felt their palms tremble violently.

The precious artifact that he had nurtured for hundreds of years suddenly began to struggle uncontrollably.

Then, I felt a sharp pain in my palm.

Their own weapons sacrificed themselves, transforming into light and flying to the three-headed, eight-armed Dharma image. Zhou Yan, with three heads and eight arms, held the three-pointed double-edged sword in both hands, the dragon-patterned spear of the Dragon Slayer Envoy in both hands, and the giant hammer of the Yin-Suppressing True King in both hands.

He grabbed the green bag with one hand and the gourd with the other.

Military power is supreme!

In an instant, these treasures all emitted light. Si Chen's beard trembled, and the old man's face turned pale. He felt as if his treasures had been taken away, like his wife had run off with someone else.

He tried to grab it, but only managed to grab nothing, and he was so anxious he jumped up and down:

"Mine, mine!"

"My gourd!"

"Master, Master, please be careful when using it!"

boom! ! !
The gourd instantly grew larger, rose into the air, and spat out torrents of sword energy.

The green pouch then burst forth with a burst of spiritual energy from plants and trees.

The trees grew and spread like writhing dragons, while sword energy swirled and attacked. Zhou Yan's three-headed, eight-armed avatar instantly approached, wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword, a dragon-patterned spear, and a black wind hammer. He swung them around and attacked the Golden Heavenly King's avatar.

The spectacle was so grand that Duanlong Shi and the others were mesmerized, while Sichen of Jiulao Cave was stunned. He had never even seen his precious gourd used with such intensity before.

Looking to the side, he asked, "Dragon Slayer, you are also at the fourth rank. Can you create this kind of momentum when you open your Dharma Form?"

The Dragon Slayer smiled bitterly, "I am a dragon, how could I possibly have any Dharma form?"

"It's just about transforming into a dragon form to engage in prolonged combat, but if one were to intervene in a battle of this level..."

The Dragon Slayer remained silent.

The dragon race is incredibly powerful, far surpassing ordinary creatures, but on this battlefield, they probably won't last long. They remain silent, merely watching the battlefield, and in their daze, they vaguely perceive four or five fourth-rank True Monarchs surrounding and killing the Golden Heavenly King.

The moves were exquisite and well-coordinated.

With three heads and eight arms, the methods of combat, and the Sevenfold Prajna, one can simultaneously operate different supernatural powers without interfering with each other; on the contrary, they will even cooperate.

The True Official of the Green Bag looked on with envy and said, "This, such great supernatural power, I'm afraid no one in the mortal world can withstand it."

Zhenyin Zhenwang said, "What powerful magic!"

To unleash such great supernatural power and then wield different treasures to attack is almost equivalent to ten times the magical power consumption of an ordinary fourth-grade True Monarch. Such magical power can truly be described as unfathomable.

But Jin Tianwang is, after all, a strong fourth-rank official.

Fa Xiang wielded a long spear brimming with malevolent energy, combining spear techniques and supernatural powers to an unparalleled degree, forcefully holding off Zhou Yan's three heads and eight arms. However, even so, he could not hold on for long; after only seven or eight rounds, he began to falter.

Trapped by the dragon-shaped grass and trees, with the sword energy blinding, the Gengjin evil spear was blocked by the dragon-patterned spear. A heavy hammer slammed down on his back, and as he staggered, the three-pointed double-edged sword was raised high and slashed down fiercely. The dharma image that emitted golden evil energy stiffened, and then shattered inch by inch.

The physical form and the soul are closely connected; when the physical form is broken, the Golden Heavenly King turns pale.

Zhou Yan brought down his three-pointed, double-edged sword with a heavy slash.

Despite the circumstances, Jin Tianwang managed to block several attacks with his spear, but on the third attack, he was knocked down by Zhou Yan. Zhou Yan was about to kill him, but suddenly a thought struck him. After a few more attacks, he created an opening. Jin Tianwang shook his spear and, without hesitation, turned and fled, transforming into a streak of light and flying away.

He acted without hesitation when he made his move, and he will act without hesitation when he flees.

He only has himself in his eyes. His steadfastness on this path is unbreakable.

"Oh dear, what a pity, what a pity."

Si Chen of Jiu Lao Cave said, "The True Man is so powerful, it's just a pity that he was able to escape by the Golden Heavenly King. However, the Golden Heavenly King was once the True Lord of the Western Mountain. His spear technique was invincible. He left this time with a belly full of anger, and he will definitely find a mountain range to settle down in."

"But we don't know whose family is in trouble."

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the old man's tone.

Zhou Yan looked up in the direction of the Golden Heavenly King.

This time, he didn't kill him outright, but instead chose to guide him. Jin Tianwang had already offended Dongyue, so Dongfang wouldn't go there. He had also been defeated by Zhou Yan, so he definitely wouldn't approach Zhongnan Mountain again. Therefore, although the world was vast, the direction Jin Tianwang fled in was very clear.

Sichuan Province, Mount Emei.

An Lushan.

Chi You's blood.

Based on Zhou Yan's previous experience of transforming into Xi Yue and fighting with An Lushan, An Lushan would definitely send people to secretly search for him. After encountering Xi Yue, he would not be able to resist letting these two strong fourth-rank soldiers fight each other again, thus confusing the situation.

Fishing in troubled waters.

Only then can we rescue Consort Shen.

There was an extra hair in the sleeve of the Golden Heavenly King's robe that was barely visible unless you looked closely.

The Nine Old Cave Master, thinking that the place where the raging Golden Heavenly King went must be very unlucky, gloated for a while, wondering where the Golden Heavenly King would find a place to stay since he couldn't go to the east and was in the west.
Oh dear, I wonder whose family is in trouble.

The old man suddenly realized what was happening, his body stiffened, his face turned from white to green, then from green to red, and he jumped up and down, saying, "No! He—he's going to my house! My Mount Emei!"

The Earth God of Mount Hua couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He turned his head away, trying very hard to suppress his laughter, his shoulders shaking violently.

What was meant to be amusement has become amusement itself; this is truly hilarious.

Even the Earth God of Mount Hua, whose family's incense offerings were about to be cut off, couldn't help but laugh out loud.

It's so much fun.

While Si Chen of Jiu Lao Dong was anxious and wished he could return to Mount Emei immediately, he stopped in his tracks, staring at Zhou Yan's Dharma image, wanting to speak but not daring to.

Zhou Yan understood. He raised the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, and with a flick of his wrist, the three-pointed double-edged sword transformed back into the Earth Soul Sky Collision, which he wore at his waist. The armor and battle robe formed from the earth veins of Zhongnan Mountain disappeared from his body.

He transformed back into a refined, dark blue Taoist robe.

Behind him, the enormous true form of the Dharma slowly dissipated.

The treasures emitted a flowing light, and each one shrank, floating around Zhou Yan. The Nine Elders Cave Master and the Azure Bag True Official both had awkward expressions on their faces, wanting to ask for them but also feeling embarrassed.

The young Taoist priest smiled nonchalantly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the treasures were suspended there.

"Gentlemen, take it."

The Nine Elders Cave Master was overjoyed, jumped up, and hugged the gourd tightly, saying:
"Thank you, Master!"

Qingnang Zhenguan carefully held his green pouch and said, "Thank you, Master."

Zhou Yan nodded and said, "However, these magical treasures are returned to you all."

"What exactly do you all want to do in this secluded place of cultivation?"

"I also need you all to give this poor Taoist an explanation."

The voice was gentle and calm, but it instantly froze the relaxed atmosphere, making it deathly silent. The young Taoist priest kept his hands inside his Taoist robe, which fluttered slightly in the wind, just as before.

However, having defeated the Golden Heavenly King head-on, the young Taoist was different in everyone's eyes. In a daze, it seemed that they could still see ripples in the void behind Zhou Yan, and that the three-headed, eight-armed, invincible Dharma body was still there, looking down at them.

This gentle and handsome young Taoist priest was like a heavy, blunt sword, subtly exuding a compelling aura.

Defeated the former number one in the Five Sacred Mountains in terms of killing power.

It can already be considered as top-notch in the world!
The mountain gods didn't say anything, but the other Xuanguan cultivators and ordinary spirits panicked and said in unison, "Please forgive us, Master. We only wanted to find an opportunity for cultivation. We didn't know this was your Daoist temple."

"I apologize for disturbing you, Master."

In their extreme panic, they were about to kneel down. Among them was a minor Taoist priest in a gray robe. As he begged for mercy, he was clutching a spiritual herb he had dug up from Zhongnan Mountain. He gripped it tighter and tighter until his fingernails turned white.

Ordinary cultivation is difficult; he came to the mountains to collect herbs, and he finally obtained them with great difficulty.

Seeing everyone kneeling down, he also bowed down, but in his panic, he dropped the medicine on the ground, and his face turned pale.

A gust of wind lifted everyone up, preventing them from kneeling.

Zhou Yan raised his hand to help, and the [Wind Control] technique was activated, simultaneously supporting all the living beings present. After the mana bar problem was resolved, he was able to fight to his heart's content this time, using all sorts of methods and supernatural abilities without any worries.

He said, "There's no need for that, everyone."

Zhou Yan was currently connected to the ley lines of Zhongnan Mountain, and faintly possessed the status of the Mountain Lord. As the Mountain Lord of Zhongnan Mountain, he would naturally have certain responsibilities and powers, one of which was guiding the cultivators here. He thought for a moment, then spoke in a gentle voice:

“After returning home, everyone can simply continue their own cultivation.”

"Yes Yes……"

Before they could understand, Zhou Yan raised his palm, spiritual light flowed, and the thousand-mile earth vein of Zhongnan Mountain was activated. He mobilized the power of the earth vein and used a teleportation-like technique. In a flash, the scenery before their eyes changed.

It's no longer that indistinct little wooden house.

He was no longer the young Taoist priest with graying temples.

Instead, the place where I had just been was filled with medicinal herb gardens and wooden houses.

The young Xuan Guan plopped down on the ground, ignoring the fact that he had reached out and found the herb was indeed gone. His face paled, and then he saw a gust of wind carry the herb to the ground right before his eyes. He quickly went to pick it up.
"Mother, Mother is saved."

He breathed a sigh of relief, holding the medicine with trembling hands.

Sitting on the ground, feeling the mountain breeze and dew, I felt as if what I had just seen and heard was like a dream, only the medicinal herbs in my hand were real.

They respectfully paid homage towards the direction of Zhongnan Mountain.

The Dragon Slayer and the others were left behind. They watched as the young Taoist priest simply raised his hand and sent away so many Xuanguan monsters. For a moment, their expressions were calm.

What method is this? !

Zhou Yan withdrew his hand.

"Then—" He raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles in his Taoist robe, his gaze slowly sweeping over the Dragon Slayer Envoy, the True King of Suppressing Yin, and the others. His voice was still gentle, yet it was like a stone thrown into still water:

"Next, I have some matters I would like to ask you all for your guidance on."

(End of this chapter)