Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

At the same time, Wan Jianyi, who was sweeping in front of the ancestral hall, suddenly stopped.

A flicker of barely concealed excitement flashed in his eyes.

He never expected that his senior brother, who had just broken through to the Taiqing Realm two years ago, would be able to make another breakthrough in such a short time!

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Wan Jianyi focused his mind and guarded the area around the Illusion Moon Cave.

Two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

Deep within the Illusion Moon Cave, Dao Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

A captivating glint flashed in his eyes, causing the air in front of him to vibrate and hum.

A relieved smile appeared on his face.

His aura was several times stronger than before he went into seclusion.

Dao Xuan stood up and, with a light step, his figure disappeared from the depths of the cave.

The next moment, he appeared in the most secluded part of the cave.

A dark stone sword floated silently on the stone platform, exuding a chilling and ferocious aura—it was the world-renowned Zhuxian Ancient Sword!

A flash of blue light appeared beside the stone platform, and Dao Xuan was already standing in front of the Zhuxian Sword.

His cultivation has greatly improved, and his internal magical power is now perfectly integrated, making him far stronger than he was two years ago.

He quietly sensed the endless ferocity within the sword and gently grasped the hilt.

His internal magical power surged and churned, resisting the malevolent energy within the sword.

After a moment, Dao Xuan released his grip.

Although it can now barely withstand the backlash of the Immortal Execution Sword's malevolent energy, truly mastering this peerless and ferocious sword is still a long way off.

His cultivation level is far from sufficient.

A flash of blue light appeared again, and Dao Xuan had already appeared outside the Illusion Moon Cave.

He lightly lifted his foot and stood in mid-air, seemingly riding the wind. Compared to two years ago, his movement technique was even more superb.

With just one step, Dao Xuan arrived at the entrance of the Ancestral Temple.

Wan Jian looked up and saw Dao Xuan standing in mid-air. He was so overwhelmed by the powerful aura that he froze, unable to speak for a moment.

His expression shifted repeatedly before finally settling into a soft sigh. He picked up the broom again and continued his daily sweeping routine.

Dao Xuan didn't take it to heart and strolled into the ancestral hall, where he respectfully lit three incense sticks as usual.

As he walked out of the ancestral hall, he stopped beside Wan Jianyi and said meaningfully:

"If you can see things clearly, then my Qingyun Sect can truly stand firm and never fall."

Upon hearing this, Wan Jianyi's body stiffened abruptly.

How could he not understand the deeper meaning in Dao Xuan's words?

If I can also break through to the Taiqing Realm, the Qingyun Sect will have two Taiqing Realm experts. At that time, let alone the Demonic Path.

No one in the entire cultivation world can shake the position of Qingyun Sect!

After saying this, Dao Xuan said no more and turned to head towards the Yuqing Hall on Tongtian Peak.

At this moment, he looks even younger than he did two years ago, appearing to be around thirty-four or thirty-five years old.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in the mirror, Dao Xuan was quite satisfied.

After all, he is still a young man in his twenties at heart, and naturally he doesn't want to look old.

Dao Xuan is currently at his peak.

He retained the composure and demeanor of a sect leader, while also exuding an aura of quiet authority.

The other six leaders didn't think much of the change in Dao Xuan's appearance.

They assumed it was due to the sect leader's improved cultivation.

After all, in the world of cultivation, it is quite common for those with high cultivation levels to have the art of preserving their youth.

Even people like Tian Buyi and Cangsong maintain the appearance of being around forty years old;

Master Shuiyue looked to be only in his thirties. It was perfectly normal for the sect leader, with his extraordinary cultivation, to appear several years younger.

……

After finishing his sect affairs, Dao Xuan returned to his residence and began to seriously consider his future path.

The most urgent task at present is, of course, to preserve the Qingyun Sect in the several major battles that may occur in the future.

Besides that, there is the pursuit of the elusive path to immortality and the chance to become an immortal.

After sitting in meditation for a while, Dao Xuan once again circulated the "Taiji Transformation Scripture" and began a new round of cultivation.

After entering the Taiqing Realm, the cultivation realm is no longer divided into ten levels like the Yuqing Realm.

The Yin Spirit Realm is divided into three stages: initial, middle, and final. Dao Xuan has now reached the middle stage.

With the help of the profound mysteries of "The Secrets of Mountains and Seas", his path of cultivation was exceptionally steady.

……

In the world of cultivation, time knows no bounds; three to five years can pass in the blink of an eye.

Today, the three major righteous sects stand in a tripartite balance, jointly suppressing the destiny of the land.

With the demonic forces lying low, it is a rare period of peace and prosperity.

Two years after breaking through to the Taiqing Realm, Dao Xuan finally mastered the Seven Star Sword Technique to the point of being 90% proficient.

The difficulty of this sword technique far exceeded his expectations. Even with the "Secret Manual of Mountains and Seas" which thoroughly analyzed the mysteries of the sword technique, his progress in cultivating it was still slow.

Dao Xuan simply devoted all his attention to cultivating the Seven Star Sword Technique, temporarily setting aside his comprehension of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Technique.

In his view, mastering the Seven Star Sword Technique was the most urgent task.

Seventeen years after breaking through the Taiqing Realm, Dao Xuan finally cultivated the Seven Star Sword Technique to perfection!

At this time, his cultivation level had also reached the peak of the mid-stage of the Yin God Realm.

Even if the abbot of Tianyin Temple and the master of Fenxiang Valley join forces now, he is confident that he can win.

Time continues to flow by.

In that year, Dao Xuan finally began to formally cultivate the world-renowned Zhuxian Sword Technique.

Eighteen years have passed, and a cliff on the back of Tongtian Peak has become a new forbidden area for the Qingyun Sect.

This cliffside platform is not large, and it is shrouded in mist all year round, with a spiritual atmosphere like a fairyland.

But nowadays few dare to approach, simply because a dreadful figure often appears here.

At this moment, on the cliff platform, a dark green figure sat cross-legged.

Six azure Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagrams circled around him, slowly rotating and emanating a profound and unfathomable Daoist aura.

The slowly rotating Tai Chi diagram seems to contain the most profound and mysterious truths of the universe.

Every trajectory of Yin and Yang's flow conforms to the laws of the Great Dao.

If a disciple with insufficient cultivation were to rashly peek, he would likely suffer a shock to his soul in an instant, or even have his soul scattered.

For this reason, the cliff platform behind the mountain has long been a forbidden area that Qingyun Sect disciples fear to mention.

After an unknown amount of time, a tall, slender, and handsome figure quietly appeared at the edge of the platform.

He stopped about five or six zhang away from the rotating Taiji diagram.

He bowed respectfully to the seated figure.

"Master."

This young man had striking features and was handsome and dashing. He exuded an extraordinary air about him, and anyone who saw him would praise him as "a dragon among men."

He was none other than Xiao Yicai, the first disciple of Dao Xuan Zhenren and the one who was designated as the next leader of the Qingyun Sect.

The figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the cliff platform was none other than Dao Xuan, the supreme leader of the Qingyun Sect.

"What is it?"

Dao Xuan remained seated with his eyes closed, not even lifting his eyelids, and simply asked a question in a low voice.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yicai bowed slightly and reported, "Master, Master Puzhi of Tianyin Temple has come to pay a visit."

After reporting, Xiao Yicai straightened up and stood in place, waiting for instructions with neither arrogance nor servility.

His gaze consistently avoided the rotating yin-yang diagrams—not because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.