Fantasy: I, the Great Celestial Venerable of the Dao

"Thank you for your hospitality, Master!" Xiaobai nodded in thanks.

Then, led by a young Taoist disciple, she gracefully left the Jade Purity Hall.

Now, only the core members and high-ranking officials of the Qingyun Sect remain in the Yuqing Hall.

"Senior brother, that beast god is incredibly ferocious. This challenge is probably not just a simple contest of victory or defeat."

Behind this, there must be a conspiracy that will sweep the world!

Wan Jianyi frowned and spoke first, his voice filled with worry.

"Sect Leader, Senior Brother Wan is absolutely right!"

The Beast God is formed from the malevolent energy of heaven and earth; it is immortal and indestructible, and its heart must be treacherous!

Tian Buyi echoed in a deep voice, his chubby face full of solemnity.

Master Shuiyue coldly replied, "We must be on guard."

The other elders and elite disciples also showed expressions of deep agreement, and the atmosphere became heavy again.

Dao Xuan smiled calmly, a smile that contained unparalleled confidence and composure.

Like a stabilizing force, it instantly calmed everyone's emotions.

His gaze shifted to Zeng Shuchang, the head monk of Feng Hui Peak:

"Junior Brother Zeng, there is something I need to ask you."

Effective immediately, we will mobilize all available resources to closely monitor all developments in southern Xinjiang. We will leave no stone unturned, regardless of the magnitude of the event!

Especially...the actions of the Incense Valley!

Upon hearing the words "Fenxiang Valley," everyone's expression changed.

Daoist Cangsong's eyes sharpened: "Sect Leader, are you suspecting... that Burning Incense Valley is involved with the Beast God?"

Dao Xuan's gaze was profound: "Yun Yilan is ambitious and cannot be ignored. It's always better to be on guard."

……

Meanwhile, deep within the Hundred Thousand Mountains of Southern Xinjiang, outside the dark and eerie Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave.

A figure clad in black robes, exuding a chilling aura, bowed respectfully towards the depths of the ancient cave, where a chilling and malevolent energy emanated. His voice was hoarse.

"Reporting to the Divine Lord. The Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox, Xiaobai, has conveyed your challenge to Daoxuan to Qingyun."

Just then, a slight spatial fluctuation occurred.

A figure wearing a strange mask walked in from the shadows outside the cave like a ghost.

From the depths of the ancient cave came a calm voice that contained an endless will to destroy.

The voice seemed to resonate directly in the depths of one's soul: "Valley Master Yun, you have arrived."

Upon hearing the voice, the masked person slowly removed their mask, revealing their true form.

It was none other than Yun Yilan, the master of the Incense Valley, with his slightly gloomy face!

"Beast God!"

Yun Yilan looked into the darkness deep within the ancient cave, her brows furrowed, her tone carrying a hint of suppressed dissatisfaction.

"I have kept my promise and will help you break part of the seal."

"You promised me the complete diagram of the Eight Desolate Profound Fire Formation, shouldn't you deliver on that promise?"

"Isn't the secret of the Eight Desolate Profound Fire Formation already contained within the legacy of your Burning Incense Valley?"

The voices from inside the cave carried a hint of mockery.

"But the Mystic Fire Mirror is not in my possession!"

Yun Yilan's tone carried a hint of anger, "The Xuanhuo Mirror was stolen by that Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox! And that Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox is now under your command!"

He stared intently into the depths of the cave, as if trying to see the monster's true form.

A soft laugh echoed from within the cave, carrying a chilling undercurrent.

"Who said... the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox is mine?"

Before the words were finished, a terrifying pressure, as immense as the collapse of heaven and earth, filled with violence and death, arose.

Like an invisible giant mountain, it crashed down on Yun Yilan!

"you……?!"

Caught off guard, Yun Yilan felt her spiritual energy stagnate and her blood surge.

They were actually suppressed by this overwhelming pressure composed purely of malevolent energy.

With a "thump," he collapsed to the ground in a disheveled state, a look of horror and humiliation flashing across his face.

Deep within his eyes, madness, greed, and profound fear intertwined.

Faced with such an absolute disparity in power, he gritted his teeth but dared not utter another word of rebuttal.

He roared inwardly: "You damned monster!"

"If it weren't for using you to eliminate Dao Xuan, seize control of the Eight Desolate Profound Fire Formation, and dominate the righteous path, do you think I would have released you?!"

In the end, Yun Yilan could only suppress all her emotions, get up in a disheveled state, and remain silent.

They left the Demon-Suppressing Cave hastily, like stray dogs, and returned to Incense Burning Valley.

Two days later.

Yun Yilan received an urgent message from a disciple who was hiding on the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains, transmitted using a secret method.

The Beast God is summoning all the beast demons from the Hundred Thousand Mountains on a massive scale!

Countless terrifying monsters, who usually fight each other and rule their own kingdoms, are coming from all directions.

Like a pilgrim, they converged towards the Demon-Suppressing Cave!

The message also included a fragment of a record made on a photographic jade talisman:

Flying monstrous birds blot out the sky, and all sorts of ferocious beasts surge across the land like a tidal wave...

A destructive torrent is forming!

Yun Yilan looked at the blood-red color formed by the surging malevolent energy in the sky above the southern border, as shown by the jade talisman in her hand.

The unease and regret in my heart grew wildly like poisonous weeds.

This directly shattered his initial ambitions. He realized he might...

It unleashed a world-destroying demon that was completely out of control!

Meanwhile, the descendants of the Wu tribe, who have lived for generations on the edge of the Ten Thousand Mountains.

They were also horrified to discover the strange changes in the world.

The five sacred artifacts they had guarded for generations have all mysteriously disappeared!

The prophecy is coming true, and the shadow of destruction looms over the entire southern border region.

Yun Yilan's unease reached its peak; he could no longer hesitate.

He immediately took out the communication bead used for emergency communication between the top forces in the cultivation world.

With the infusion of magical power, the Spirit Pearl shone brightly.

A moment later, five more imposing phantom figures appeared in the air above the secret chamber where Yun Yilan was.

It was none other than Dao Xuan of Qingyun Sect, the Sword Saint of Shu Mountain, Pu Hong of Tianyin Temple, Han Su of Tianyong City, and Fa Hai of Shaolin Temple!

The six righteous leaders reunited once again through the illusion of divine thoughts!

Fellow Daoists!

Yun Yilan's face was filled with heartache, and her voice was heavy with sorrow.

"That Beast God... truly has more than just a challenge to Dao Xuan Zhenren!"

According to our disciples' desperate investigation, he is frantically gathering all the beasts and demons in the Hundred Thousand Mountains. The number of beasts under his command has exceeded 100,000 and is still increasing!

Judging from their posture, it seems... they intend to destroy the world.

"A repeat of the ancient calamity!"

"Amitabha!"

Master Puhong, his face filled with compassion, chanted the Buddha's name, "I never imagined that after only ten years of peace in China, such a demon would emerge. This is truly a catastrophe for the world, and all living beings are suffering!"

The Sword Saint's phantom gaze was like a sword, piercing directly at Yun Yilan:

"Master Yun, this demon has been born and has summoned all the demons. What is his intention?"

"You are stationed at Fenxiang Valley, guarding the southern border passage. Do you know their specific movements?"

His tone carried a subtle hint of accusation.

Yun Yilan was intimidated by the Sword Saint's gaze, and felt uneasy, but she forced herself to remain calm.

They quickly shifted the blame to Dao Xuan and Qing Yun:

"Fellow Daoist Sword Saint, this matter... this matter may still require the guidance of True Immortal Xuan!"

The beast god's demand for a duel with the real person was obvious!

He must be planning to take this torrent of demons northward during the Mid-Autumn Festival next year, sweep across the land, and head straight for Qingyun Mountain!

He wants to shatter all the barriers of the world in front of everyone!