Gou cultivates martial arts and seeks immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chapter 134 Yu Divine Palace

The two figures retreated more than ten miles before barely managing to regain their footing.

Om-!
The magical flying sword in Tian Xuan's hand, as well as the eight top-grade magical flying swords surrounding him, were all trembling violently, emitting mournful cries of unbearable strain.

His face turned pale, and he felt his blood and qi churning inside his body, and his spiritual energy circulation was sluggish.

In contrast, although Murong Long was also forced back ten miles, the golden light around him only rippled slightly, and his aura remained powerful and majestic, indicating that he was in a significantly better state.

"The surge of martial arts energy has actually suppressed my Golden Core cultivation..."

Tian Xuan's face was so gloomy it was almost dripping with water.

Under the influence of the ebb and flow of fortune, this veteran Golden Core sword cultivator was slightly at a disadvantage when he clashed head-on with a martial artist who had just achieved the Golden Body!
How could this Sword Sect Master, who had been hailed as a genius since childhood, made rapid progress in his cultivation, and regarded martial artists as ants, possibly tolerate this?
In a battle between equals, he was actually suppressed by a mere martial artist?
What a shame!
boom!
Tian Xuan suddenly activated his sword technique, and an incredibly dazzling golden light burst forth from his dantian!

However, this golden light was completely different from Murong Long's martial arts golden light. It contained a mysterious and unpredictable Dao rhythm, connecting the pure and spiritual energy of the Nine Heavens above and drawing in the heavy power of the Nine Netherworlds below, thus permeating heaven and earth.

In an instant, the energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles seemed to be summoned by a king, frantically converging towards him and pouring into the nine flying swords.

Nine massive, dazzling sword beams, seemingly capable of piercing through heaven and earth, shot into the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, their power terrifying beyond measure!
"The Golden Core Path draws upon the power of heaven and earth..."

Murong Long murmured something, his eyes serious.

Then, he made an unexpected decision.

Turn around and leave!

He had just broken through and his golden body was newly formed. How could he be foolish enough to fight to the death with a veteran Golden Core cultivator who had a profound foundation and was willing to draw upon the power of the Golden Core's origin?

The Flaming Phoenix and Murong Long were in perfect harmony. Upon seeing this, it immediately abandoned Lingxie Zhenren, spread its wings, and transformed into a streak of crimson light, instantly merging with Murong Long.

The two, one human and one demon, showed no interest in fighting and sped straight towards Yanzhou.

"Traitor! Don't run!"

Tian Xuan was not about to give up. He roared and his sword light rose again as he relentlessly pursued the enemy.

Lingxie Zhenren, his face grim, transformed into a gray streak of light and gave chase.

"Under the whole heaven, all land belongs to the king! On the shores of the earth, all people are subjects of the king! I am the emperor of the Great Yan, ruling over all people. You cultivation sects are the traitors who have carved out your own territories and disrespect the king!"

Murong Long's icy voice echoed through the air, but his speed did not decrease in the slightest.

The two pursued and fled, traversing thousands of mountains and rivers at breakneck speed.

Soon after, they entered the territory of Yanzhou.

Murong Long and the Flaming Phoenix had a clear objective: they headed straight for Yanling!
Meanwhile, the battle situation high above Yanling had already undergone tremendous changes.

The six demon kings of the demon race, with their overwhelming momentum, began to gain the upper hand and firmly suppressed the ten Golden Core cultivators from the five major sects!

"Damn it! My cultivation has been suppressed even more severely! Could it be that Murong Long has completely stabilized his realm?!" The hot-tempered True Person of Qingping Sword Sect roared in resentment.

The other real people also looked extremely unpleasant.

The answer is beyond doubt, given the continuous decline of the immortal's fortune and the rise of the martial arts' fortune.

Murong Long has successfully broken through!
With the balance of power shifting, the six demon kings' fighting spirit soared, causing the ten Golden Core cultivators to be overwhelmed and forced to retreat in defeat.

In the end, the ten masters had no choice but to set aside their sectarian differences, gather together, and jointly set up a defense to barely stabilize the situation.

Swish!Swish!
Just then, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air grew louder as it approached.

The next moment, a fiery phoenix with wingspan that blotted out the sky burst into everyone's view, followed closely by a figure shrouded in dazzling golden light.

Murong Long!
They finally reunited with the six demon kings, including the Xuanming Old Dragon!
Lingxie Zhenren and Tian Xuan, who were following closely behind, had no choice but to stop and join the ten Zhenren who had come earlier, seeing that the Xuanming Old Dragon and other demon kings were ready for battle.

High in the sky, the two sides temporarily ceased fighting, resulting in a tense standoff.

"It really is Murong Long... He actually achieved a complete Golden Body of Martial Arts!"

Below, Lu Lin gazed into the distance and clearly saw Murong Long, who resembled a golden deity. His feelings were complex and indescribable.

He heard everything clearly when the True Immortals and the Demon King were talking in the sky.

Combining this information with the clues he had gathered, the overall picture had become clear in his mind.

What a grand scheme, meticulously planned and executed over hundreds of years!

"Mu Yetong, Mu? Perhaps his real surname is Murong?" Lu Lin pondered to himself.

If that's true, then Mu Yetong's heroic sacrifice on that day, leaving alone to cover the retreat, was probably part of this whole scheme. He was willing to sacrifice himself for Murong Long's successful breakthrough, for the future of the Murong clan and martial arts.

"But why did he specifically choose to give me the 'Mysterious Netherworld Cold Dragon Blood Qi Technique,' the method to break through to the Innate Realm, and the map of the Martial Saint's inheritance?" Lu Lin still had doubts in his heart. "Perhaps... he really saw my martial arts talent and wanted to pave another path for the future of martial arts and leave another spark?"

"Murong Long! What a deep scheme! What a grand scheme! We have all been manipulated by you!"

High in the sky, Master Youxuan's gaze was icy cold as he locked onto Murong Long, his voice filled with barely suppressed rage.

"You flatter me, Master." Murong Long said calmly with a slight sigh. "I simply do not wish to die in despair. I only wish to fight for a way to live and a life of freedom for my Murong clan and for the millions of warriors of Yan!"

"Well said, 'Fine, fight for a way to survive!' You've succeeded." Master Youxuan's tone was chilling. "Speak, what do you intend to do?"

Murong Long turned his gaze to the enormous Xuanming Old Dragon beside him, which was as large as a mountain. The old dragon nodded its huge head slightly, indicating that he would take the lead.

Murong Long understood, his gaze sweeping over the twelve Golden Core cultivators opposite him, whose faces were grim. His voice, deep and clear, resounded throughout the heavens and earth:
"The conditions are simple. From now on, the mortal territory of the Yan Kingdom will be under the jurisdiction of my Murong clan, while the cultivation world will remain under the jurisdiction of the five major sects. However, the Immortal Mansion must be abolished and no longer be allowed to interfere in mortal affairs!"

"Furthermore, the Yanling Mountains, both the inner and outer ridges, are inhabited by demons. Cultivators from the five major sects are not allowed to set foot there without permission!"

Upon hearing this, the room fell into a deathly silence.

The twelve Golden Core cultivators fell silent, their expressions shifting unpredictably.

The mortal realm was completely handed over to the Murong clan for rule, and the five major sects were not allowed to interfere.

How could they easily agree to this?! If they did agree, where would the sect get the "consumables" it would need in the future?

Who will undertake those dangerous missions of exploring hidden realms and traversing treacherous terrain?

Who should take on those tedious and laborious tasks, such as mining?

Are we to expect these esteemed immortal masters, who are devoted to the Great Dao, to do these menial tasks themselves?
This is simply ridiculous!
It is a complete and utter perverse reaction!

If this matter gets out and is known to fellow cultivators in other countries, the five major sects will surely become a laughing stock!
But what can you do if you disagree?
At all costs, surround and kill Murong Long and the six demon kings on the spot?

Indeed, the five major sects still have several Golden Core cultivators who have not yet been mobilized, and they also have some unknown secrets hidden within them.

But if they were to truly break off relations and launch a full-scale war, even if they were to ultimately kill Murong Long, they themselves would likely pay a heavy price, with countless Golden Core cultivators dying.

Once you cultivate to the Golden Core stage, who wouldn't cherish their life?
Who would willingly sacrifice themselves for someone else's benefit and perish here?
For a moment, the atmosphere in the sky became extremely heavy, like the deathly stillness before a storm.

"Hehe, the cultivators of your Yan Kingdom are truly becoming more and more useless. A mere newly formed martial arts golden body has left you so helpless."

At this stalemate, a cold, disdainful voice suddenly rang out from the void.

The sound was ethereal and uncertain, as if it came from the endless distance of the sky, yet it seemed to be right next to everyone's ears, making it impossible to determine its source.

This caused not only the twelve Golden Core cultivators to change their expressions drastically, but also the six demon kings, Murong Long, and even the Xuanming Old Dragon, all of whom were horrified!

None of them noticed that someone had silently crept up to such close range!
"Who?!"

A fiery phoenix, filled with shock and rage, frantically scanned the surrounding void with its sharp, lightning-like gaze.

"Little bird, no need to look anymore, I am here."

High in the sky, the voice rang out again.

Immediately, a dense blue light spread out, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

This is a Taoist priest who looks to be about fifty years old and is tall and thin.

He was dressed in a magnificent black and gold Taoist robe, on which was embroidered a simple and majestic three-legged, two-eared cauldron.

Upon seeing the Taoist's attire, the expressions of all the Golden Core cultivators and demon kings present changed drastically!
The Great Xia Dynasty, Yu Divine Palace!

Unlike the five major sects that coexist in the Yan Kingdom, in the Great Xia Dynasty, there is only one supreme cultivation force, and that is the Yu Divine Palace!

There, the Yu Divine Palace is the heaven, the sole ruler, and all other cultivation forces are its vassals.

The Yu Divine Palace is a colossal entity with a Nascent Soul True Monarch presiding over it!

Compared to them, the five major sects of Yan Kingdom are like ants looking up at a mountain!
The twelve Golden Core cultivators from the five major sects dared not be negligent in the slightest. They immediately abandoned all pretense of decorum, bowed in unison, and paid their respects with utmost reverence.

"So it is the arrival of the senior cultivator from the Yu Divine Palace! We juniors pay our respects to the senior!"

"I was unaware of the presence of the Venerable Master Yu Shen Gong. I apologize for not being able to welcome you properly!"

The Taoist priest from Yu Shen Palace casually waved his hand, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the crowd before finally settling on Murong Long. His tone was calm yet carried an undeniable air of authority:
"I have come here on the orders of the True Lord. The True Lord, with his divine wisdom, deduced that a warrior in the Yan Kingdom would soon condense a golden body, and specially ordered me to come and deal with it. Now it seems that the True Lord was indeed right in his predictions."

He sized Murong Long up and down, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, before his tone turned cold: "To be able to fight for a chance to survive in such adversity, you are indeed a talent. True Lord cherishes talent and will give you a chance to live. Open your mind and let me plant a restriction in your soul. Then come back to Yu Divine Palace with me. At that time, please ask True Lord to take action and cut off your martial arts luck, and I will spare your life."

Upon hearing this, Murong Long's face turned deathly pale.

He had heard these rumors!

Within the five major sects, there were also martial artists who secretly cultivated pseudo-golden body level martial artists, but those martial artists all eventually lost their minds, became like puppets, and became tools of the sects.

If you follow this person to the Yu Divine Palace, and your soul is sealed and your martial arts destiny is cut off, your fate will probably be even more miserable than those puppets. You will be alive but dead!

He had gone through countless hardships and had just broken through the shackles to reach the realm he had always dreamed of. How could he be willing to be controlled by others and end up like this?

He couldn't help but look at his greatest reliance, the Xuanming Old Dragon.

But now, the enormous dragon eyes of the Xuanming Old Dragon were filled with unprecedented solemnity, and its deep voice reached Murong Long's ears: "This person... is unfathomable! I... cannot see through him!"

Even the Xuanming Old Dragon said so!

A hint of despair flashed in Murong Long's eyes, but the next moment, that despair was replaced by determination!

He suddenly pushed his Martial Arts Golden Body to its limit, transforming himself into a golden rainbow that tore through the sky, and fled into the distance without regard for anything else!

He's going to escape! Escape the Yan Kingdom, escape Cangnan!

As long as you live, there is hope!
"Stubborn."

The Taoist priest from Yu Shen Palace snorted coldly, a hint of murderous intent flashing across his face. "Since you've chosen to die, then I'll kill you and bring your body back to report. It's the same thing."

Before he finished speaking, he casually flicked his sleeve, and a large, black, simple, three-legged cauldron shot out.

The giant cauldron grew larger as it faced the wind, and in an instant it caught up with Murong Long, appearing above his head. It transformed into the size of a mountain, carrying a terrifying power that could suppress heaven and earth, and pressed down on Murong Long!

An immense and boundless pressure poured down, completely sealing off the space around Murong Long, causing his escape light to falter.

Knowing there was no way out, Murong Long let out a furious roar of resentment, pushing the power of his Martial Golden Body to an unprecedented peak!
He transformed into a blazing golden sun, his fists like two golden meteors, imbued with his life's cultivation and indomitable will. Magnificent and domineering fist energies rose against the heavens, fiercely slamming into the dark cauldron that was pressing down!
Ta-da!
The deafening clang of metal against metal resounded continuously for hundreds of miles, as if a god were forging iron, causing the mountains and valleys below to tremble.

"A mayfly trying to shake a tree is utterly futile!"

The Taoist priest of Yu Shen Palace had a cold expression and casually pressed his right hand down in mid-air.

The pitch-black cauldron suddenly shone with a brilliant dark light, and its suppressive power increased several times over!
Under this irresistible force, the golden light around Murong Long's body swayed violently, he trembled suddenly, and then opened his mouth to spit out a sky full of blood, and the golden light of his body dimmed a few points.

call out!
Immediately afterwards, the Taoist from Yu Shen Palace casually flicked his left hand, and a highly refined, seemingly insignificant cyan finger force shot out from the air. Its speed surpassed thought, instantly traversing the void and striking Murong Long's brow with unparalleled precision.

puff!

With a soft sound, Murong Long's seemingly indestructible golden bone on his forehead was easily pierced as if it were made of paper, leaving a bloody hole that was both visible from the front and back.

(End of this chapter)