Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 272 Chaos Erupts (Two chapters, 5,000 words each)

"Shut up! I have someone else in mind to be my god!"

Li Wushou looked at the painter in front of him and spoke softly.

Two beams of red light suddenly flew out, brushing against the priest's robes.

One line slashed towards the ink line pulling at the Heavenly God's Decree, while the other slashed directly towards the painter himself.

The painter's pupils turned cold, and with a flick of his brush, the golden dragon painted in the sky swung its tail and charged towards the red light in the sky.

The Dragon King, who had been groaning incessantly, suddenly stepped forward to block the attack, his dragon scales emerging as he took the hit of another beam of red light.

"Ding ding."

Two metallic clangs rang out from the void and in front of the Dragon King.

Li Wushou glanced at the golden dragon drawn in the void with some surprise. It was only natural that the Dragon King's dragon body could block his Rib Sword, but he did not expect that the golden dragon drawn could also block it.
Li Wushou's gaze swept over the ten ink spots on the golden dragon and the Dragon King, and he understood something.

A large amount of the Dragon King's Yin spirit and flesh were drawn into the Golden Dragon's body, and the two seemed to share the domineering defense of the dragon's body.

This kind of supernatural magic is really quite strange.

He kept maneuvering the magic sword to break through from all directions, but the golden dragon's body directly surrounded the Heavenly God's Decree. The Dragon King also transformed into a golden dragon. Although not as big as the golden dragon, he protected the painter very well.

Upon seeing this, the artist revealed a cold smile.

"Is that all the High Priest is capable of? I thought you were..."

Before the mocking words could be finished, the painter saw the star above Li Wushou's head remain in place and spin on its own, while the other party's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, the artist felt an extremely domineering domain of heaven and earth suddenly break into the Dragon King's protective divine domain.

So it really is a Nascent Soul cultivator?

The artist was shocked. Although he had expected it, he was still greatly surprised when it was confirmed. How old was the other person? He had already reached the Nascent Soul stage?
With a flick of the brush, the five ink dots corresponding to the five internal organs on the dragon's coiled body shone with a faint, ethereal light.

The Dragon King exhaled bloody breath, his golden dragon scales shimmering with a faint bloody light. He swung his tail and slapped it against Li Wushou's six-inch domain.

"Snapped!"

The violent force shattered the void, forcing Li Wushou's figure to emerge from it.

The painter snorted and swung his brush again, sending the Dragon King's tail lashing out once more.

"Snapped!"

Dragon scales flew everywhere, and blood splattered.

At the same time, the six-inch Dharma Domain surrounding Li Wushou was torn open by the violent force!
Faced with Li Wushou's repeated misdeeds, the painter's murderous intent was hard to suppress, so he manipulated the Dragon King to attack without regard for the cost.

Seeing an opening in the law domain, the painter's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The paintbrush propelled the Dragon King's head, directly plunging into Li Wushou's domain through an opening. The dragon's mouth opened wide, ready to swallow Li Wushou whole.

The five elders who were still besieging Liu Qingmei tensed up upon seeing this.

They wanted to withdraw and return to Li Wushou's aid, but Li Wushou ordered them to continue trapping Liu Qingmei.

Surrounded, Liu Qingmei's brow furrowed, and a murderous glint flashed in her eyes.

How dare this artist disobey her orders and kill her outright?
With a thought, the void in front of her suddenly porcelainized. Liu Qingmei threw a punch, and the porcelainized void shattered. With one step, Liu Qingmei was about to walk out of the confinement circle.

Elder Yun was horrified. He thought Liu Qingmei was going to break out of the confinement and join forces with the painter to kill Li Wushou.

Seeing this, he quickly accelerated the erosion of the void to widen the isolation, while shouting at Elder Gongsun.

"Seal her off at all costs!"

Elder Gongsun nodded slightly upon hearing this.

He glanced at the golden core of the guardian spirit behind him, which was also from the Gongsun family. Like Gongsun Huoyao, he cultivated the dual arts of wood and fire, which was also the method that most of the Gongsun family disciples practiced.

Elder Gongsun's expression was cold and stern as he opened his mouth and shouted:

"I'll borrow the fire to purify the golden elixir!"

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, the Dharma Domain directly enveloped the other party, and the Five Elements Flower descended, biting off the fiery red female head from the other party's neck.

"what!"

The Golden Elixir Protector of the Gongsun family let out a shrill scream.

Elder Gongsun's actions were too fast for him to react. The other Golden Core cultivator beside him felt a chill in his heart and hurriedly circulated his fire element magic to infuse the other's body, maintaining the Golden Core and preventing it from collapsing directly.

After swallowing the protector's golden pill, Elder Gongsun ignored the people behind him.

Like Elder Yun, the safety of the High Priest was of utmost importance to him.

The founder of the Kongzi lineage rebelled, and the painter and Liu Chenghuang plotted against Xuankong Mountain and Huazhou. The high priest, who was originally an outsider and could have ignored the fate of Xuankong Mountain, was now risking his life to fight against the painter.

Let alone a mere Golden Core cultivator protecting a Dharma protector, I would gladly sacrifice his life.

With a solemn expression, the Five Elements Flower on Elder Gongsun's head bloomed once more. This time, it was no longer four real and one illusory, but nearly five real. However, the face of the woman in the fiery red petal was different from the faces of the other four women.

Elder Gongsun suddenly shouted at Liu Qingmei, who was trying to leave:
"Five Elements Imprisonment!"

The void that had just shattered and solidified solidified again, and Liu Qingmei's figure was pulled back.

Elder Yun breathed a sigh of relief. She was just a hair's breadth away from crossing the void he had created through corrosion.

Liu Qingmei was furious, but it was too late for her to go back and help Li Wushou.

The Dragon King's enormous mouth was already in front of Li Wushou.

Liu Qingmei looked around, her eyes slightly red, exuding a murderous aura. At this moment, the killing intent in her heart reached its peak.

Does this artist really think he wouldn't dare kill him?
If Li Wushou dies, the painter will surely die after this incident at Suspended Mountain is over!

Meanwhile, the artist was unaware that he had been placed on Liu Qingmei's kill list.

Consumed by murderous intent, he had long forgotten Liu Qingmei's instructions.

Or perhaps he himself never took Liu Qingmei's instruction to heart.

He is now single-mindedly focused on killing Li Wushou.

Being a disciple of a great master is enough for him to gain recognition and merit before the mountain lord.

Die!

Be the foundation upon which I ascend to the true God!
After stopping the five elders, Li Wushou remained calm as he watched the Dragon King charging towards him.

Unlike his ferocious actions, the Dragon King's eyes were filled with pain and resentment, as well as endless humiliation.

Li Wushou understood this quite well. As the Dragon God who had been guarding the Hengyang River for hundreds of years, he probably would rather die than become a puppet and be manipulated in such a humiliating way.

Seeing the dragon's head rushing towards him, Li Wushou stood still in the void, his waist sinking.

He suddenly reached out with both hands and placed them directly on the Dragon King's chin.

"boom!"

A muffled sound rang out in the void, and the Dragon King's enormous dragon body paused slightly. Cracks appeared in the void beneath Li Wushou's feet and continued to spread.

The force of the collision created a storm in mid-air, tearing the suspended cloud chair to shreds and disintegrating.

The family leaders on the periphery, who were panicked by the sudden melee, retreated hastily once again. Such violent force would have torn them to shreds in an instant, just like those cloud chairs, if they were caught in it.

"what?!"

The artist stared at the scene in astonishment and cried out.

"How is this possible? How could your physical body possibly withstand the Dragon God?"

Just as Liu Qingmei was about to unleash a massacre, she raised an eyebrow, somewhat astonished that Li Wushou could stop the Dragon God.

She knew Li Wushou's physical body was strong, but to be this strong was indeed beyond her expectations.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been in such a hurry just now.

With a long sigh of relief, Liu Qingmei regained her composure.

It’s good that you’re not dead!

Looking around, Liu Qingmei focused her gaze on Elder Gongsun.

She had lost patience with these elders and protectors of the suspended mountain.

At the same time, Li Wushou's face was solemn, his whole body was trembling, and the muscles in his arms were tense.

The Dragon King's dragon body was the strongest physical body he had ever encountered, bar none.

Even when he tried to defend himself, he felt a heavy pressure.

Sensing the constantly cracking void beneath his feet, Li Wushou knew that even if he could withstand it, the void itself was beginning to crumble.

Li Wushou abruptly released the Dragon King's jaw and gripped the Dragon King's teeth directly.

Immediately, his blood and qi surged wildly, and the power of heaven and earth gathered in his arms. The violent power of heaven and earth directly tore through the flesh of his arms. Li Wushou's face flushed slightly, and he roared angrily:
"rise!"

The enormous dragon body rose up in response and was held in Li Wushou's arms.

"drink!"

With a twist of his waist, Li Wushou lifted the dragon's body high into the air.

The void trembled continuously, leaving the assembled masters who were watching from afar dumbfounded.

They all felt unsteady on their feet, as if the heavens and earth were shaking.

Ignoring everything else, Li Wushou gripped the dragon's teeth tightly with both hands and swung the dragon's body fiercely at the painter.

The artist's eyes widened in horror. He quickly wielded his brush, riding the golden dragon he had drawn as it roared down to block his path.

"Bang!"

Two colossal dragons collided in mid-air, the immense impact lifting a corner of the roof of the floating palace. Even the numerous inscriptions could not withstand this earth-shattering collision.

Although the golden dragon blocked the way, the Dragon King's dragon body did not directly hit the painter.

But the violent force still forced the opponent to retreat continuously. The artist kept drawing doors behind him, hiding his figure inside them, attempting to dissipate the force.

He wasn't a golden dragon; such violent power would cause him great discomfort even if touched.

"drink!"

Li Wushou's face flushed red as he picked up the Dragon King's body again and slammed it down on the golden dragon.

Although the golden dragon had just blocked the blow, ink mist began to seep out from its body. Li Wushou, who had fought against the painting infant before, naturally knew that this was the painter's power dissipating.

Therefore, he swung the weapon again with renewed vigor.

He realized that to deal with the painter, the Dragon King and the golden dragon had to be dealt with quickly.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

After being swung three times in succession, the roof of the floating palace was completely destroyed by the violent force.

The golden dragon, hovering in the void, let out a mournful cry, and its golden light began to dissipate, turning back into ink. A large amount of Yin spirit power and blood essence floated in mid-air.

This is the power that the Golden Dragon just extracted from the Dragon King.

A vertical line quietly appeared between Li Wushou's brows, and his golden core vanished into nothingness, hiding in the void, constantly devouring the power of the Yin spirit and the essence of flesh and blood.

On the other side, the painter's face turned pale. Seeing that Jinlong was about to collapse, he swept his brush.

Ten beams of dark light suddenly flew out from the golden dragon's body and entered the Dragon King's body in the blink of an eye.

The painted golden dragon completely vanished, but at the same time, the ten ink spots on the Dragon King's body became even darker.

A dark glint began to appear in the dragon's eyes, and his original emotions were beginning to be concealed.

Li Wushou clearly felt the Dragon King's physical body begin to struggle again.

Even the dragon teeth he was holding tightly in his hands began to crack continuously. Was the opponent trying to break the dragon teeth directly and break free from his control?

As expected, you don't feel the pain unless it's your own body.

Li Wushou even wondered if, if he were to be defeated again, the painter might directly manipulate the Dragon King's dragon body to self-destruct.

A glint of light flashed in Li Wushou's eyes, and his mind stirred.

A silver light flashed around his neck, and a Heavenly Star Array, like a necklace, slowly floated up, then gradually grew larger, and suddenly wrapped around the Dragon King's neck.

The Dragon King's neck sank, and although he immediately activated his blood energy to try to lift the dragon's body, he still could not stop the dragon's downward momentum.

The downward momentum only stopped after the artist began to activate the Dragon King's divine power.

The Dragon King opened his mouth wide in anger and roared to the sky.

Li Wushou flashed and stood in front of the dragon's mouth, holding a star core the size of a human head and smashing it directly onto the dragon king's head.

"Hoo-hoo."

The long roar abruptly ceased, and the Dragon King plummeted completely from mid-air.

A large hole suddenly appeared in the white jade ground in front of the floating palace, and the dragon's head was buried deep inside, no longer visible.

The dragon's body then descended, smashing into the ground and creating a trench.

Then the dragon's tail swept across the floating palace, and a corner of the palace collapsed instantly.

The change was too sudden. The people suspended in mid-air stared blankly at the mess on the ground and the Dragon King buried deep in the ravine.

Then, one by one, they stared in horror at the figure in the dark blue robe who was breathing slightly in mid-air.

Because of the repeated battles, the opponent's dark blue robe was still tattered. With a gust of wind, the opponent's upper body clothing turned into powder and scattered in the air.

His body, sculpted like a chisel and a knife, contains immense power.

This moment was unforgettable for everyone present.

The artist was also somewhat lost in thought, gazing at the figure.

"Crack!"

A sharp pain shot through his brow. The painter rallied his spirits and looked to his right, only to find his paintbrush now covered in cracks.

"Crack!"

With another sharp crack, the paintbrush snapped completely.

At the same time, Li Wushou calmed his breathing, and with a flash, rushed towards the painter.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!
Once the painter is killed, the invasion plan of the forces behind Liu Qingmei will be difficult to achieve without the support of incense and faith.

After all, the incense offerings of Huazhou are the best weapon to block the invasion of the strange fog.

As long as the incense of Huazhou continues, the other side will not be able to leave the Mi'e Land and occupy Huazhou for long.

Li Wushou did not want to kill Liu Qingmei, so he made up his mind to kill the painter and cut off the other party's plans and thoughts.

At that point, Liu Qingmei will at most just go on a killing spree.

It would be good to kill some of the corrupt elements in the Suspended Mountain and Wangxian City.

As long as it doesn't affect my own grain production and ecological restoration, it's fine.

With a flash, a six-zhang-long domain of magic sealed off the void.

Li Wushou instantly appeared in front of the painter.

Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and threw a punch.

Blood energy, spiritual power, and the power of heaven and earth swirled around his fist. With this punch, Li Wushou intended to end his opponent and prevent any further complications!

Because he clearly sensed that the moment he set off, Elder Gongsun died!
The mind that had been parasitized by him suddenly went empty and fell into a state of stagnation.

With his gaze fixed high, Li Wushou looked in the direction of Liu Qingmei, whose figure just broke through the porcelainized void and walked out of the sealed circle.

Behind him, Elder Gongsun and three Golden Core protectors remained frozen in place, their bodies turned to porcelain.

The strong wind brought by Liu Qingmei breaking through the void swept over the four people, and their porcelain-like bodies suddenly cracked and then shattered into powder.

Seeing Liu Qingmei rushing towards him, Li Wushou quickened his movements.

At the same time, the painter also saw Liu Qingmei breaking through the seal and rushing towards him.

With her unease lessened, Liu Qingmei knew that the incense offerings in Huazhou had not yet gathered in large numbers, and she would never allow herself to die.

Seeing Li Wushou charging towards him with a punch, he originally intended to use his hand as a brush to draw a door and escape, thus creating distance between himself and Li Wushou, so that the crisis would be resolved once Liu Qingmei arrived.

But the moment his finger touched the void, his index finger instantly shattered.

The surrounding void had been completely sealed off at some point.

How could this domain be so powerful?
This surpasses the typical early stage of the Nascent Soul realm and has even reached the middle stage.

How exactly did the other party cultivate?

How could it be so fast?
The painter's expression changed drastically. It was too late to break through the void seal. With a thought, a palm-sized piece of blue and white porcelain suddenly flew out of the book basket on his back.

A shard of porcelain cut his brow. The painter took the blood and used his hand as a brush to paint on the white porcelain side of the shard.

With just a few strokes, the tortoise shell pattern vividly appears on the white porcelain surface.

The painter looked at the porcelain shards with a pang of heartache, but then shouted:
"Yu!"

With the mountain lord's porcelain body blocking it, the opponent absolutely cannot break through it!
"Buzz!"

The blue and white porcelain shards hummed incessantly, then suddenly flew up and transformed into a shield that stood in front of the painter.

Li Wushou stared at the suddenly appearing blue-and-white porcelain shield, his expression unchanged, and his long-awaited right fist slammed down on it.

"boom!"

The void trembled, and the blue-and-white shield shimmered with light. The violent blood energy and the power of heaven and earth shattered into pieces on the outside of the shield.

But the shield itself remained completely still!

He steadily blocked Li Wushou's punch.

The painter smirked, thinking he could shatter the Venerable One's porcelain body with brute force?
Overestimating yourself, it would be more like the Great Venerable Zhenhai would come!

Li Wushou was also somewhat surprised to see this scene. The shield was not completely sturdy, but was filled with a strange power that directly porcelainized his blood and spiritual energy.

This is somewhat similar to the power Liu Qingmei used earlier, only more domineering.

Seeing that Liu Qingmei was about to arrive, Li Wushou remained calm and threw another punch.

A wisp of mist drifted down from between his brows and covered his fist.

Li Wushou shouted, "Open!"

"boom!"

Another muffled thud, and the artist let out a sneer.

"The High Priest is certainly persistent!"

Seeing this, Li Wushou also smiled slightly. With a thought, the mist on his fist dissipated, and the mysterious blue-and-white patterns on the shield quietly melted away.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound rang out, echoing through the void, and the smile on the painter's face froze instantly.

"boom!"

The blue-and-white armor suddenly shattered, leaving the painter utterly horrified.

How can this be?

Seeing that Liu Qingmei was still some distance away while Li Wushou's fist was already upon her, the painter suddenly shouted:

"Emptiness, save me!"

I've finished writing and updated ahead of schedule. Today's chapters are still 10,000 words, split into two.

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