Gao Wu: Ten years of sparring experience, one move and the world knows him.

Chapter 172 The Revival of Demonic Thoughts (Transitional, can be skipped)
Song Ziwen was so frightened that his face turned ashen. Holding Cangwuzi's fallen body, he trembled and stammered, "Fool, no, Grandpa, Ancestor, you can't be hurt! You have to protect me!"

"You noisy beast!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest, filled with resentment, struck out with a palm towards Song Ziwen.

Soong Tse-ven was so frightened that his crotch became wet and he fainted.

"Bullying your benefactor, is this how the Qingcheng Sect behaves!"

Just as the Taoist's palm strike was aimed at Song Ziwen, the two palm forces, like a siphon, instantly sucked away Song Ziwen, who was facing imminent disaster, and Cangwuzi, who was limp on the ground and unconscious.

The middle-aged Taoist priest reacted extremely quickly, swinging his long sword to cut off the energy that was attracting true qi.

Unfortunately, a streak of dark light flashed across the sky and struck the longsword precisely.

They blocked the attack.

The middle-aged Taoist priest was highly skilled. The moment his longsword was blocked, he flipped over and used the force to deflect the attack, abandoning his sword and escaping. He then twisted his body, grabbed Cangwuzi's ankle, and pulled him back instantly.

"What a handsome kung fu!"

Two figures appeared not far away, a man and a woman. The man was gripping Song Ziwen's neck as if he were holding a dead fish.

His unconscious body lay slumped on the ground.

"I am Songhe of Qingcheng. Are you two aware that this True Man Cangwu is an elder of my Qingcheng? Do you intend to become enemies of Qingcheng?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest stared coldly at the two of them and shouted.

"What a magnificent display of power! By the decree of the sect leader, we are here to guide the Dharma Protector of Cangwu back to the sect. Anyone who obstructs us shall be killed without mercy."

The young man sneered, showing no regard for the middle-aged Taoist or the Qingcheng Sect.

"How brave!"

With a flick of his longsword, the Pine Crane Daoist unleashed a crescent-shaped beam of true energy that sliced ​​across the ground, heading straight for his opponent.
He then casually handed Cangwuzi to one of the accompanying Taoist priests and attacked the two of them.

The man calmly dodged Song Ziwen, then with a flick of his right hand, sent several streaks of dark light hurtling away.

They struck at the vital acupoints all over Master Songhe's body.

The two exchanged several blows from a distance, and it was difficult to determine who was superior.

"The Song generation is so powerful? It seems you are a core disciple of Qingcheng."

The young man hadn't expected that Song He's martial arts skills were so exceptional, no less than those of the older generation.

As soon as the two clashed, the other Taoist priests also rushed forward.

However, just as they started moving, they were stopped by the young woman.

Both sides engaged in a fierce and unrestrained battle, showing no mercy.

Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack, and fearing a loss, Songhe feinted an attack before withdrawing, saying, "Stop for now!"

He knew from the young man's earlier claims that he was acting on the orders of some sect leader and had received some kind of protector that these two were definitely not from any other sect.

Early in the morning, he sent a telepathic message to the other Taoists who were following him, instructing them to spread the word and quickly request assistance from their sect's seniors.

"Stop? Fine, leave Cangwuzi here and I'll let you go."

The young man spoke with his hands behind his back, looking every bit the master.

"Are you sure you want to go against the Qingcheng Sect?"

"Is the Qingcheng Sect some kind of amazing sect? Sorry, I've never heard of it before."

Seeing his arrogance, Songhe Daoist's eyes were filled with anger, but it was not advisable to cause any more trouble at this time; it was more important to escort Cangwuzi away.

"Set up the Big Dipper Demon-Subduing Formation, and Songshan will take your martial uncle back."

Seeing the other party's attitude, Songhe knew that a battle was inevitable.

He immediately shouted, his body enveloped in true energy, and an inexplicable pressure emanated from him.

Then a gigantic Dharma body, more than ten meters tall, appeared in the scene.

The Dharma body is exactly the same as Songhe himself, which is obviously the Dharma body supernatural power of Qingcheng Sect - Xuanqiong True Self Image!

"The true self, the Dharma body? No wonder!"

The young man was not to be outdone. He clapped his hands together, and a wisp of black energy instantly overflowed from between his palms. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a monster that resembled a mountain demon from mythology.

This monster was twenty meters tall, emaciated, with bulging air sacs on both sides of its chest, like thin membranes. As it breathed, the membranes rose and fell, making a real sound of wind.

"I've long heard that the Qingcheng Sect is arrogant and conceited, having cultivated their own bodies into Dharma forms. Seeing it today, I can see that their reputation is indeed well-deserved, haha!"

The young man laughed loudly, then flew onto the monster's shoulder, his tone mocking.

"Those who follow unorthodox paths and heretical methods cannot know my true divine power."

The true form of the pine and crane Dharma image instantly erupted and struck directly at the youth.

The two enormous monsters clashed instantly, stirring up dust and causing the ground to cave in.

This true form condenses true energy and transforms into reality, indistinguishable from a physical object; its weight and strength are all substantial.

"Since they've started fighting, let's not just stand by and do nothing."

The woman who had come with the young man sharpened her eyes and attacked the group of Qingcheng Taoists.

"Protect the elders!"

"Form a protective array!"

The Taoist priests moved with unorthodox steps, their long swords clashing, and a powerful force surged from their bodies.

This power was actually able to withstand the aftershocks of the battle between the two true forms of Dharma.

The woman moved with incredible speed, lunging towards Cangwuzi, but the Taoists' formation was wondrous, each time unleashing their power to block her advance.

The two sides fought a fierce battle, which darkened the sky and caused deafening noise.

The strange phenomena here can be heard and seen from a great distance.

"They really don't take my Mount Tai Sect seriously. They actually dare to use their Dharma Body to disrupt my territory."

Not far away, a group of Taoist priests from the Taishan Sect who were rushing over saw this and were furious.

The leader had a gloomy expression, but he did not act rashly.

Of the group of Taoist priests from Mount Tai who came, only Master Changfeng had just reached the high level of the Divine Void Realm, and was still far from the Dharma Aspect Realm.

Don't underestimate the difference between them just because they're in the same level; it's like heaven and earth.

"Uncle-Master Danyangzi is nearby and will likely arrive soon. Everyone, please take care to protect yourselves."

"It's Uncle Master!"

The Taoist priests from Mount Tai hurried towards the scene of the fight, but upon reaching it, they only watched from a distance.

"Are you a fellow Daoist from the Mount Tai Sect? I am Songhe from the Qingcheng Sect. With a formidable enemy at my side, I am unable to offer a full greeting. I hope you will forgive me!"

Although they remained silent, Master Songhe was no ordinary person; he had seen them arrive long ago.

"Senior, I am not worthy of such a respectful address as 'Brother Daoist.' My Taishan Sect is a small and insignificant sect; how could I dare to accept such a formal greeting from a True Immortal!"

Changfengzi said in a sarcastic tone.

You Qingcheng people came to our territory without even greeting us, and now you're suddenly thinking about etiquette?

Upon hearing this, Songhe's face darkened, and he was naturally displeased.

Good grief, you're really putting on airs.

"These two are demonic cultists. Does the Mount Tai Sect intend to collude with the demonic cult and plot against our righteous Qingcheng Sect?"

Master Songhe shouted in a cold voice. His Dharma body was enormous and his voice was like rolling thunder, echoing across the surrounding area.

"Damn, he's tall and has a loud voice!"

Changfengzi spat inwardly and said loudly, "It is only right to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path. However, our skills are shallow, and if we rashly join in, it may affect the performance of the True Person."

Listening to the two talking, the young man in the fight couldn't help but chuckle, "You really don't take me seriously. You still have the leisure to talk at a time like this." After saying that, he swayed and jumped into the air. Then, with a wave of his hand, the chest of the mandrill monster beneath him suddenly heaved, and then an invisible gust of wind spewed out from his body and mouth.

The strong wind, like a hurricane, swept forward in an instant.

Wherever it passed, stones and sand flew, as if a terrifying sandstorm had swept through.

Master Songhe's massive body suddenly stiffened, and he staggered, almost being blown over by the wind.

If such a massive body is like this, one can only imagine how other Taoist priests are.

Whether they were from the Qingcheng Sect or later the Taishan Sect, all of them lost their footing, and those with shallow skills were sent flying backwards, crashing into the distance.

Those with deeper skills, such as Changfengzi, directly landed on both feet and used the "Rooted Thousand-Pound Drop" technique to barely withstand the hurricane.

Under such circumstances, the sword formation of the Qingcheng disciples would have long since ceased to exist.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the woman leaped out and flew directly to Cangwuzi in the hurricane. She fought several moves with the Taoist guarding him and snatched Cangwuzi away.

Upon seeing this, the young man laughed heartily. His demon-like appearance waved his hand, and a burst of true energy directly enveloped the woman, intending to send her and Cangwuzi onto his shoulder.

Just then, a figure suddenly darted between the mandrill's legs and headed straight for the woman and Cangwuzi.

This person turned out to be the same senior monk who had previously retreated in front of the Qingcheng Sect.

"You stinking monk, how dare you oppose the Holy Lotus Sect?"

The woman was furious and swung her palm to strike, but the monk dodged it in just a few moves and grabbed one of Cangwuzi's arms at the same time.

The woman refused to let go, and the two of them each grabbed one side.

Although Cangwuzi is a master of the Dharma Aspect Realm, he does not possess an indestructible body.

The immense tearing sensation instantly roused him from his slumber, causing him to let out a deafening wail.

"Damn, you slut."

The monk was taken aback, then quickly released his grip and darted away, running out of the battle area.

It just goes to show how quickly they came and went.

The woman looked stunned. Just as she was about to reach out and pull Cangwuzi over, she felt a sudden pang of fear rise in her heart.

She turned her head and her delicate eyes instantly met a pair of black pupils that gleamed with a deep, dark luster, like the depths of an abyss.

The woman was startled and darted away, but suddenly felt a suction force coming from behind her, causing her to involuntarily fall backward.

"Zhang Kui, save me!"

The woman was terrified and couldn't help but whisper for help.

"Damn it, what good are you anyway!"

The young man on the mandrill's shoulder spat out, his figure blurred, and he was already behind the woman. He swung out a single palm, interrupting Cangwuzi's suction force.

Upon seeing this, the woman immediately leaped up and, as swift as a rabbit, landed on the mandrill's shoulder.

Even now, her pretty face was still deathly pale, and her swollen chest was still rising and falling slightly.

"Such formidable skill!"

The young man below, after exchanging several blows with Cangwuzi, suppressed the feeling of nausea and discomfort in his chest and quickly withdrew from the range of Cangwuzi's palm strikes.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Cangwuzi's eyes turned from black to red, and his body began to grow uncontrollably.

Everyone present was stunned.

"No, retreat quickly!"

Master Songhe was the first to react and shouted loudly at the Qingcheng disciples.

Upon hearing this, the disciples who hadn't been blown away by the wind and were still rooted to the ground hurriedly and haphazardly ran towards the distance.

Although Changfengzi of the Taishan Sect did not know why the Qingcheng Sect was so afraid, he believed that it was better to be cautious than to make a big mistake.

He hurriedly led his disciples to retreat.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar resounded, and a colossal figure, over a hundred meters tall, suddenly appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Damn, your Dharma body is nothing compared to this."

The young man stood on the mandrill's shoulder, looking up at the enormous creature that had suddenly appeared, and instantly gasped in shock.

No wonder the Qingcheng Sect members ran away.

"This is so different from the video. Even the cult leader's avatar might not be this impressive!"

Before he could exhale the chill, Cangwuzi's enormous foot was already kicking towards him.

The mandrill quickly raised its hands to block, but a tremendous force surged forth and kicked him away.

After taking down one person, Cangwuzi didn't stop, but continued to attack the people and objects around him.

The entire flat area was in chaos.

With each step Cangwuzi took, hundreds of meters were covered. Houses several kilometers away were all destroyed in the process.

Cries of terror and calls for help rose and fell.

"At this point, the imperial court may not be able to sit still."

Changfengzi looked at Cangwuzi, who was still wreaking havoc on the field, with lingering fear and deep worry.

The imperial court and the martial arts world even say that there is a balance between the imperial court and the martial artists.

This balance means that the strength of martial artists cannot become so great as to threaten the rule and administration of the imperial court.

Previously, the most powerful martial artists were ordinary Dharma Aspect Realm experts. Although their skills were still unbelievable, they were at least in the imagination of the bigwigs in the imperial court.

But what is this in front of me?
His destructive power cannot be measured by common sense.

If they went to the downtown area, how many people would die?
Let alone ordinary people, how many martial artists could possibly escape with their lives?

This might cause the imperial court to reassess the strength and destructive power of martial artists.

Just then, about twenty Taoist priests dressed in the robes of the Taishan School appeared out of thin air and arrived.

"Changfengzi, what's going on?"

The leading Taoist priest stared at the enormous figure of Cangwuzi in front of him and couldn't help but be astonished.

"Grandmaster Uncle, just now, the people from the Qingcheng Sect were fighting with those two people next to them. The scene, which was originally evenly matched, suddenly turned into this."

Just as the leading Taoist priest was about to ask a question, five or six more Taoist priests from the Qingcheng Sect came rushing up from behind.

The leader had white hair and a youthful face, exuding an ethereal aura, and possessed the air of a Taoist master.

In the blink of an eye, the group of Taoist priests arrived, and the leader immediately greeted the Taoist priests from the Taishan Sect.

"Could it be the Qingyang Master of the Taishan Sect in person? This humble Taoist, Cangzhenzi of the Qingcheng Sect, bows in respect."

"Cang Zhenzi, your Qingcheng Sect has certainly made a name for itself this time. Do you have any good ideas regarding Cang Wuzi's matter, fellow Daoist?"

Master Qingyang of the Taishan Sect frowned as he looked at Cangwuzi, who was wantonly destroying things that were blocking his way.

"It's alright, Qingcheng has its own secret methods for subduing demons!"

After Cang Zhenzi finished speaking, he rushed forward, and suddenly his whole body swelled up.

In no time at all, it transformed into a terrifying giant nearly a hundred meters tall.

Upon seeing Cang Zhenzi's true form, Qingyang Zhenren frowned.

"The Qingcheng Sect's Dharma Body Technique is incredibly powerful. I just wonder if it was passed down from the Dao De Jing."

Master Qingyang frowned slightly and spoke in a soft voice.

(End of this chapter)