I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

The sound of arrows piercing flesh was followed by screams of agony.

Before the soldiers could react, they were pierced by the arrows they had shot and fell to the ground.

The junior leader was the first to be hit, pierced through the heart by several arrows. His eyes widened, filled with endless fear and disbelief, before he collapsed with a thud.

In the blink of an eye, all the hundreds of rebel soldiers who had stormed into the embroidery workshop were dead, their blood flowing everywhere.

Inside and outside the embroidery workshop, there was a deathly silence, broken only by the crackling of torches burning on the ground and the faint commotion coming from afar.

Sun Rongrong gripped Ning Chen's sleeve tightly, her almond-shaped eyes wide open, her small mouth slightly agape, almost unable to believe what she was seeing.

She was a traveler who entered the Journey to the West Divine Realm with Ning Chen, and they both cultivated for a year and a half.

But look at Ning Chen's unpredictable methods, such as fixing arrows and shooting them backwards, annihilating enemies invisibly with every move he makes.

Thinking back to ourselves, we are still struggling for three meals a day and a few taels of silver. Now, we only have a year's worth of internal energy left. Yesterday, we almost lost our lives to the chaotic soldiers.

"Brother Ning..."

She murmured, her voice hoarse.

"We've both spent a year and a half in the Journey to the West Divine Realm, so why do I feel like we've both wasted our lives...?"

Ning Chen withdrew his divine sense, and the invisible force field around him dissipated.

He turned to look at Sun Rongrong, who was still in shock, and comforted her in a calm tone.

"Don't underestimate yourselves. Opportunities differ, and paths naturally diverge. If you can successfully enter Zhongnan Mountain this time and learn the true teachings of Taoism, given time, you may well possess similar abilities."

Upon hearing this, a glimmer of hope rekindled in Sun Rongrong's eyes.

This place is not safe to stay for long; the large Yellow Turban army in the distance has likely already been alerted.

Ning Chen remembered the teachings of Patriarch Bodhi: Daoist arts can save a hundred lives, but cannot save the world from calamity...

This means that it is acceptable to use Taoist magic to kill or save a hundred people, but if one participates in a large-scale war, one will incur karmic consequences and become entangled in worldly karma.

Ning Chen did not want to get too involved in the changes of the human dynasty, otherwise he would be entangled in that karma and it would be extremely difficult to find peace again.

As you can see, which emperor throughout history has ever lived forever?

He originally intended to use earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that allows one to escape with Sun Rongrong).

But when he used his magic to wrap around Sun Rongrong and tried to activate the Earth Escape Technique, he found it extremely difficult, as if he were wrapped around two Taihang Mountains, which remained unmoved.

He suddenly remembered that even though Sun Wukong had the cultivation of a Golden Immortal and could travel 108,000 li in a single somersault on his cloud, he still couldn't carry Tang Sanzang with him.

As the Taoist scriptures say, "Sending Mount Tai is as light as a mustard seed, but carrying ordinary people makes it difficult to escape the mortal world!"

That's the point. Mortals are still within the Three Realms and the Five Elements, their bodies are all the impure bones of their parents, so they cannot ascend to heaven or escape.

Ning Chen's current strength was indeed insufficient to enable mortals to use earth-遁术 (earth-遁术 is a type of magic that allows one to escape through earth).

If this is forced upon her, given her physical condition, something unexpected might happen.

Earth magic can't take her!

Ning Chen quickly assessed the situation.

"Let's ride horses!"

Ning Chen's gaze swept across the area, locking onto the two strongest horses among those ridden by the soldiers who had arrived outside the courtyard.

In a flash, he reached the horse, untied the reins, and casually brushed away the loose change that the Yellow Turban soldiers had looted from the horse's back.

"Mount up!"

Ning Chen handed a horse's reins to Sun Rongrong, who had just run out.

He then swiftly and decisively mounted another horse.

Sun Rongrong was also a clever person. She knew that life and death were at stake at this moment. Although her martial arts skills had not improved much over the years, she had become quite good at escaping.

She gritted her teeth, stepped into the stirrups, and mounted her horse. Although her movements were a little clumsy, she managed to steady herself.

"Hold on tight, come with me out of the city! Don't worry about the arrows, I'll handle it!"

Ning Chen gave a low shout, flicked the reins, and the two steeds galloped off towards Luoyang. Many Yellow Turban soldiers drew their bows and shot arrows, but the arrows fell to the ground just meters away from the two men.

Among the Yellow Turban army, there were those with insight who stopped their subordinates from pursuing the enemy.

"Let them be. This man and woman are probably as capable as a great teacher! There's no need to cause any more trouble for them."

The sound of hooves continued, and the two men and two horses quickly disappeared into the vast night.

.......

The night was as dark as ink. Two fine horses, carrying Ning Chen and Sun Rongrong, galloped along the official road towards Luoyang.

The flames and the clamor of the chaotic soldiers at Tongguan Pass have been left far behind.

Only the cold moonlight and the biting night wind accompanied me.

Sun Rongrong gripped the reins tightly, her body rising and falling with the galloping horse. Her heart was still pounding from the thrill of the previous encounter.

She secretly glanced at Ning Chen's calm profile beside her, her relief at surviving the ordeal intertwined with her shock at Ning Chen's unbelievable methods.

She finally couldn't resist and started sharing information with her fellow members of the Divine Realm Walker group.

Sun Rongrong.

"Thank you, Brother Ning! We escaped! Brother Ning came to Tongguan and saved me!"

Tang Hao.

"Ah, Rongrong, are you saved? Did Brother Ning get here so quickly?"

Sun Rongrong couldn't help but share what she had just witnessed.

"That was terrifying! Those Yellow Turban rebels suddenly stormed back into the embroidery workshop, trapping us inside and surrounding us completely. There were at least a hundred of them! They were all pointing their arrows at us!"

"Then, Brother Ning made his move! You'd never guess what happened! The leader ordered the arrows to be fired, and hundreds of arrows rained down! But! All the arrows were suspended in mid-air, less than a meter away from us! Completely motionless!"

"Brother Ning just said, 'Remember to be a good person in your next life,' and then those arrows turned around and flew back on their own! Faster than when they were shot! In the blink of an eye, all the soldiers who rushed in were lying on the ground! Not a single one was still standing!"

"Seriously, hundreds of arrows, stopped just like that, gone just like that, it's like a dream! My hands are still shaking!"

After Sun Rongrong posted this long message, the group chat instantly erupted in excitement.

Qian Quan: "Hiss! You froze the rain of arrows? And sent them flying back?! Brother Ning! What kind of magical magic is this? Teach us!"

Wu Dajin: "My God! Brother Ning is awesome! This is even more amazing than what storytellers tell! Rongrong, I'm so glad you're alright! Brother Ning's methods are incredible! Godfather, teach me, I'll even call you dad."

Zhou Tao: "The arrow hovered in the air, killing a hundred people in return. Brother Ning, please tell us how you did it? Could it be the legendary protective true qi of a Grandmaster of the Innate Realm?"

Tang Hao: "Brother Ning! That's awesome, bro! Tell me, what spell did you use? Was it the Golden Light Spell or something? That's incredible!"

On the galloping horse, Ning Chen glanced at the rapidly scrolling messages in the chat group.

He glanced at Sun Rongrong, whose little face was flushed and who was still excited, and shook his head with a smile.

Ning Chen: "This is neither magic nor a profound technique; it's just the simplest way of controlling objects with one's divine sense. Once you reach a certain level of cultivation, this kind of thing will naturally come naturally."

Everyone in the group typed a question mark.

"????"

Tang Hao: "What do you mean? I don't quite understand..."

Ning Chen could only give a simple summary:

"In short, whatever I think in my mind will likely change the reality."

These words were like a silent thunderclap, exploding in the minds of everyone in the group.

Hundreds of powerful crossbows fired simultaneously, hovering in mid-air, shooting back and killing the enemy as if controlled by an arm. I can change reality as I wish, and that is the realm behind it.

This completely shattered the imagination of those who were still struggling in the Acquired Realm and could at most cultivate internal strength for a few years.

silence.......

A deathly silence instantly enveloped the entire Divine Realm.

With a single thought, I can do whatever I want.

Is this still a level that humans can reach?

This is practically a deity whose words become law!

Tang Hao, who was on his way to Luoyang and taking a short rest, looked at the text in the chat box with an incredulous expression.

He turned to look at the old man beside him, whose hair was white and who was resting with his eyes closed. He claimed to be the seventh generation leader of the Zhengyi Sect in Zhongnan Mountain.

This was the enlightened master who had once wielded the Palm Thunder Melting Iron Sword before him, leaving him in awe.

"Master Daoist!"

Tang Hao cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his voice filled with a desire for confirmation.

"Have you ever heard of divine protection? It means that whatever you think in your mind will actually happen in reality? Like making hundreds of arrows that are shot at you freeze in mid-air and then fly back to kill the enemy? Do you know what level of cultivation that would require?"