A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 241 Three Battles Conquer the Kingdom, Qingyue Becomes the Supreme and Pays Homage to Liangshan

As the sun rises in the east, its rays paint the sky with vibrant colors. The mountain mists appear much thinner under the sunlight, and as the mist swirls, it creates a dazzling spectacle.

At the Thousand Buddha Caves, their minds were already made up for the martial arts contest.

As everyone's attention was focused on him, Guan Luoyang made the first move, striking at Prince Li from afar with a palm strike.

This Prince Li could be described as having a dignified appearance. He wore a bright yellow robe of brocade and satin, a purple-gold crown on his head, a slight beard on his chin, and a precious sword with nine pearls inlaid on its scabbard at his waist.

Seeing the palm print formed from azure energy, hurtling towards him with the sound of wind and thunder, his eyes hardened, and he laughed loudly, "Fine, let me first experience the superior skills of the Liangshan chieftain!"

Bang! ! !

Prince Li did not draw his sword. Instead, he took the intricately carved ebony scabbard from his waist and swung it horizontally like a ruler. Nine bright pearls lit up simultaneously, forcefully shattering the cyan palm print that flew through the air.

However, a burst of azure energy suddenly spread out, swirling around his body and lingering there.

As Guan Luoyang slowly pressed down with his palm, an immense weight emanated from the azure aura, causing Prince Li's body to sink, the ground beneath his feet to crack, and his bones and joints to make soft creaking sounds.

"What?!"

Prince Li's forehead was bulging with veins, his whole body was tense, and his shoulders and back were still slightly hunched from the pressure.

He never expected that the opponent's casual gesture of raising a hand and flipping a palm would have such power. He could no longer maintain his noble demeanor, gritted his teeth, roared, and angrily drew his sword.

This magnificent sword, with even its hilt wrapped in layers of gold thread, immediately emitted a strong gray-white sword aura when it was drawn. The putrid smell penetrated the green aura and reached the nostrils of the surrounding rebel leaders.

It smelled like rotten wood soaked in water, and also somewhat like the smell of an old person on their deathbed.

The grayish-white sword energy clung to the sword, making it resemble a strange sword three zhang long. With a single slash around the body, it cleaved through the surrounding azure energy, and then the sword energy continued to surge.

The sword hilt was still in Prince Li's hand, but the length of the sword had already exceeded twenty zhang, and it slashed down at Guan Luoyang.

A huge spherical aura appeared three feet away from Guan Luoyang, blocking the sword energy. However, when the sword energy collided with the cyan energy, it emitted an extremely hoarse and piercing strange sword cry.

Between the two combatants, the simulation sand table that Gongsun Sheng had created with his magic instantly turned to ashes. All the small forests, small cities, and even the wooden puppets inside collapsed in an instant, turning into unrecognizable grayish-white mud.

The surrounding green grass turned gray and dull in the blink of an eye and rotted in the soil.

Zhang Wanxian suddenly gripped his wooden staff tightly, his brows furrowing: "The Sword of Life Extinction?"

Gongsun Sheng's expression also changed, and he said urgently, "It's an evil technique that uses the elderly to sacrifice to the sword. With the decaying energy of people in their twilight years, plus the resentment of those who died unjustly by the sword, at least forty-eight elderly people must be killed to forge a ten-foot-long sword energy that can corrode metal and jade artifacts and has endless poisonous effects!"

The sword energy that Prince Li wielded, spanning over twenty feet, was about to harm over a thousand elderly people.

"really."

Guan Luoyang raised his eyebrows, as if he were raising the tip of a black knife, sharp and terrifying.

The immortal and demonic paths of this world both take mineral energy as the foundation of their cultivation. They are pragmatic and realistic, and it is difficult to judge their character directly from their cultivation style.

Take Shi Xiu's fist and sword techniques, for example. They are all explosive, strong, and extremely unstable. When he gets into the swing of things, he exudes a murderous aura that seems to kill everything, whether it be people or objects. He can be described as a definite evil path. However, he himself is a brave, meticulous, and kind-hearted man.

On the other hand, Yun Tianbiao's swordsmanship was grand and majestic, indomitable, and he always left room for maneuver when changing his sword moves, which really had nothing to do with his true character.

However, unorthodox magic is different.

All unorthodox magic is about exploring the seven emotions and six desires, and developing people's thoughts. Whether this power of the mind and emotions is collected from the outside world by spreading deeds, or it comes entirely from oneself, it will be closely related to one's personality and style.

Of the nineteen rebel leaders present, excluding Guan Luoyang, eighteen were practitioners of unorthodox magic. Even Qiong Ying, who was a practitioner of demonic arts, also practiced some unorthodox techniques.

From the moment Guan Luoyang arrived at the Thousand Buddha Caves, he had already fully unleashed the power of "Silently Listening to the Mortal World," silently infiltrating his spiritual current into the mountain's magnetic field.

During the process of strategizing, he carefully observed the unorthodox magical powers emanating from these people, thereby gaining a general understanding of their character and stance.

Many of the rebel leaders possessed a noble and righteous nature. Even if they were not without ambition, greed, violence, and irritability, they were still within Guan Luoyang's tolerance.

The only exception was Prince Li, whose aura was both arrogant and ruthless. Guan Luoyang could even faintly "hear" a mournful cry of old age from his magical power.

This hand tested the waters, and sure enough, it revealed its disgusting true nature.

"Of all things in life, old age brings sorrow; to be old and not die is to be a thief."

Prince Li showed no remorse and declared emphatically, "Those old fogies who are over fifty years old will eventually become a burden on their families, leading to a miserable old age with little to live for. It is righteous for them to sacrifice their remaining lives to overthrow the current court."

choke!!!!

Guan Luoyang, shielded by a cyan aura, took a step forward. The top of the shield rubbed violently against the gray-white sword energy, and noise echoed from the mountaintop, reverberating among the mountains.

The closer the enemy got, the stronger the power of the Life Extinction Sword Qi became, and Prince Li was initially delighted.

But he found that no matter how hard he pressed down on the sword energy, the cyan shield was getting closer and closer to him.

The grayish-white sword energy had already risen to over thirty feet, its poison, death intent, and sharpness fully unleashed, yet it continued to rise higher and higher.

Prince Li gripped the sword hilt with both hands, continuously channeling his magic power downwards, hastily retreating while his face betrayed his panic.

"Brothers Bao and Cui, why don't you come and lend me a hand!"

Without hesitation, Bao Peisong immediately made his move. His sword was a strange sword that was entirely golden with three ridges, and it had a name: "Big Dipper Golden Cone".

When the sword was raised, it suddenly attacked from the side, like the Big Dipper pointing to death. Death was inevitable, and when it hit the green aura shield, it only paused for a moment before piercing through the shield and thrusting towards Guan Luoyang.

The power of this sword strike was indeed extraordinary; it was no accident that he could be ranked alongside Shi Wengong.

Even more dangerously, once the azure protective shield broke, the gray-white sword energy above also slashed down from above.

Cui Daocheng attacked from behind Guan Luoyang, raising both palms simultaneously and pushing them outwards, with the swastika symbol forming in each palm.

The small mark seems to contain the profound meaning of ancient scriptures and the true essence of martial arts, just as an iron Buddha can move its arm to kill a person or move a mountain.

The three men were actually evenly matched in strength, but Prince Li had the best image. He had started making a show of himself and building up his reputation in Xichuan Road earlier, so they decided to make him the leader.

Only when the three of them joined forces could they truly represent the strength of their team, the strength that once allowed them to defeat the troops of Xichuan Prefecture.

Zhang Wanxian, Qiongying, and the others, now showing signs of disgust, were about to attack Prince Li and his group.

However, Guan Luoyang's murderous intent was already set in, his eyes sharp as knives, and he wouldn't wait for anyone else to intervene.

He raised his left arm and grabbed Prince Li's sword blade with his bare hand. With a turn of his head, he bit the tip of the Big Dipper Golden Cone. His two rows of gleaming white teeth, like a golden gate, cracked this treasure, which was comparable to the Nine Yang Divine Bell, with a snap.

"How could this be!"

Just as Bao Peisong was in shock, he saw a bright golden-red flame blazing in Guan Luoyang's eyes.

With a deafening roar, two golden-red beams of light shot out from Guan Luoyang's eyes, piercing through Bao Peisong's eye sockets and piercing his skull.

Cui Daocheng's palms then slammed onto Guan Luoyang's back. The Iron Buddha Arhat's unparalleled strength felt as if it had truly struck a mountain made of bronze and steel. The aftershocks of the palm strike caused the ground to tremble several times for everyone on the summit of the Thousand Buddha Cave.

Guan Luoyang merely shuddered in the back, yet the shock caused Cui Daocheng to cough up blood, his palms to split open, and he staggered back three steps.

Crown Prince Li was utterly horrified. A multitude of chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, and he cried out, "Wait! I wish to..."

Boom! !

Guan Luoyang raised his right hand and slammed Li's head into his chest cavity, making Li's shoulders flat and spurting out blood.

The two corpses of Prince Li and Bao Peisong fell to the ground. Cui Daocheng wanted to escape, but his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, and he could hardly move for a moment.

The tiger and leopard, seeing their master in distress, became ferocious and roared as they pounced.

Guan Luoyang turned around and unleashed two streaks of azure light, instantly killing the two ferocious beasts, each nearly the size of an elephant.

"I am willing to repent and join Liangshan."

Cui Daocheng exclaimed, "Prince Li's troops still need someone to lead them. After I return, I will definitely obey Liangshan's orders without question."

"No need. Liangshan knows where your camp is, and there are more than just your rebels in Xichuan. After the alliance is over, someone will go and select and retrain those troops."

Guan Luoyang swung his palms like knives, killing Cui Daocheng with a single, flat stroke. He then turned to the crowd with a light laugh and said, "I will subdue people with martial arts, but not beasts. Now, this martial arts contest can officially begin."

Those around felt as if the battle had ended in the blink of an eye. Staring at the three corpses, their hearts trembled, and they remained silent for the time being.

"Well said."

Zhang Wanxian stood up and slammed his wooden cane into the ground. "Such beasts are no different from those corrupt officials who treat human life like dirt. They are not worthy of standing in the ranks of our righteous army."

"I admire Liangshan's military strategy and demeanor. If the chieftain is unharmed after three moves from me, I dare to declare that my army will obey Liangshan's orders from now on."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground at the summit began to churn like waves. The gray soil that had been corroded by the poison of the Life-Extinguishing Sword Qi was also stained with a deep green color again during the churning.

The weeds that had been cleared away grew wildly, and in the blink of an eye, they had grown taller than an adult man, obscuring Zhang Wanxian and all the other rebel leaders behind the green grass.

Countless blades of grass weave and dance, forming cyan dragons and pythons. At a glance, there are at least a hundred of them, swaying their bodies, growing taller and taller, and raising their heads.

When the lush greenery here had temporarily reached its limit, dragons and snakes roared in unison, lowered their heads, and pounced on Guan Luoyang to hunt.

Paper Horse and Sword Technique is a type of magic belonging to the lineage of Master Sanshan Jiuhou. People who practice this magic start by being able to cut out only one or two paper figures, but later they constantly pursue quantity and realism in their paper figures and horses. It can be said that they spend their entire lives on this magic, and there is no end in sight.

But Zhang Wanxian had already cultivated this line of magic to its pinnacle, and in addition to using paper figures and paper horses, he could also trace back to the source.

Paper originated from plants.

Zhang Wanxian's truly hidden supernatural abilities had reached the point where he could weave grass into dragons and cut trees into spells, enough to condense the "appearance of the Eastern Azure Dragon Wood Spirit".

The true forms of deities in unorthodox magic correspond to the indestructible golden elixir of immortals and the precious bones of demons in demonic arts, symbolizing that they have reached the highest level of cultivation in the mortal world.

Guan Luoyang once again erected a protective shield of vital energy, and lifelike dragon and snake heads woven from strips of green grass crashed into the shield.

All that could be heard was a series of muffled, loud noises.

These plants and snakes are far from being as delicate as they appear; their impact is so powerful that it causes the azure energy to flicker and sway.

Guan Luoyang planted his left foot firmly, then drew a semi-circle outward with his right foot. The Sky-Piercing Blade Intent rippled outward from beneath his feet, forming a dense, almost black, crescent-shaped blade aura that swept across the ground.

The tails of many plants, trees, dragons, and snakes in front of them were cut off at the root.

Thinner pythons, after their tails are severed, convulse and fall to the ground, gradually disintegrating.

This magical power of plants relies on the earth's energy; once severed, they cannot survive.

Suddenly, the nine dragons and snakes, each as thick as a person's waist, merged into one, transforming into a gigantic five-clawed divine dragon, which lay prostrate on the ground, slithering and swirling, before opening its mouth to pounce.

Guan Luoyang was like a dragon pearl, bitten by this divine dragon, slid back, flew into the air, and flew out of the Thousand Buddha Cave.

The emerald green dragon shadows swirled and danced between the sea of ​​clouds atop the north and south peaks of Camel Mountain.

Plants and trees do not die when their roots are severed, but they can live when they get water.

This is the second supernatural power.

The clouds and mist within a radius of several miles were disturbed, and the water mist stirred up by the dragon's shadow seeped into the body of the green dragon, penetrating layer by layer through the gaps in the grass.

The continuously condensed and refined water elemental power surged endlessly towards the head of the divine dragon and into its mouth.

The pressure Guan Luoyang was under was increasing exponentially, with the incredibly dense, chilling water seeping into his body through every possible opening.

Amidst the oppressive shadow of the dragon's mouth and the hazy, extreme cold, Guan Luoyang's face was joyful, and his eyes revealed delight.

The stronger the truly ambitious members of the rebel army, the happier he is.

He spread his arms wide, extended his knuckles, and slammed them together heavily. The cold air that was desperately trying to penetrate inward suddenly bulged outward, creating a vacuum in the middle.

The eight winds trembled, and a double blow struck the monument!

The turquoise dragon shattered from its head down, section by section. The powerful shockwave gathered together, piercing through the sea of ​​clouds and crashing onto Thousand Buddha Ridge.

The lush, towering grass was also carved out of a huge hollow passage, with a diameter of more than three zhang (approximately 10 meters).

At the end of this vast void, Zhang Wanxian's robes fluttered as if about to fly away, and he raised his wooden staff, slowly thrusting it forward.

Spring brings forth vibrant life, summer brings the peak of prosperity, and then the flowers and plants wither, seemingly signifying the exhaustion of life.

It's really just autumn harvest and winter storage.

The branches of a tree are at their most resilient when the flowers and leaves have all fallen, when it is covered in frost and snow, and when it holds within it the vitality of life.

The green grass on the mountaintop, like layers of waves collapsing, with life hidden within the withered wood, met Guan Luoyang's palm strike.

This strike was originally intended to be the third divine technique aimed at Guan Luoyang.

However, Guan Luoyang's counterattack was too fierce, so much so that the offensive, which had just reached its peak, turned into a defensive maneuver.

The wooden staff pressed against Guan Luoyang's palm, and a spark ignited from the point of contact, quickly spreading throughout the entire staff.

The blue flames leaped with joy; they were actually a strange fire fueled by life force.

The wooden staff contained the vitality generated by the entire peak, but it was ignited by the divine phoenix's fiery power, and all the boundless vitality flowed into Guan Luoyang's body along with the flames.

The wooden staff grew increasingly weak and could no longer maintain its straight shape, bending under the pressure of Guan Luoyang's palm strike.

Zhang Wanxian felt a sudden weakness in his chest and was actually thrown back by the bent wooden staff, staggering backward.

Guan Luoyang did not pursue them. He stood calmly among the fallen, silk-like grass, his black hair slightly swaying.

After three moves, he didn't lose a single hair.

Zhang Wanxian extinguished the flames on the wooden staff, gazed at Guan Luoyang for a moment with emotion, and then bowed deeply to him.

"Wow, what amazing power!"

Shi Sheng, being rather naive, couldn't help but call out.

But this time, the other rebel leaders, whose thoughts were more complex, only felt that he had spoken their minds.

Many people were originally quite arrogant, but after suffering repeated setbacks and witnessing the battles of true masters, they finally realized the gap between themselves and these individuals, and their mentality changed unconsciously.

They could no longer see themselves as competitors with these people, and once this shift in perspective occurred, they unconsciously felt as if they had been relieved of a heavy burden.

One after another, people expressed their admiration for the battle they had just witnessed. Their disappointment vanished, replaced by excitement and anticipation.

Isn't it a great thing to have such a strong person standing in the ranks of the rebels, standing in front of them?

Who will be next to challenge this leader of Liangshan?

Qiongying was eager to try and was about to stand up when Lu Junyi gently pressed her shoulder.

"Let me do it."

Lu Junyi picked up his large spear, stroked his beard, and said, "You've already fought one round, so this time I'll limit myself to one move."

Guan Luoyang laughed: "Come on!"

Lu Junyi couldn't help but smile, exhaled slowly, and then inhaled, his body inexplicably growing three-tenths larger, his martial robe billowing.

That image of a wealthy young master, meticulously maintained and pampered, has finally vanished. The Lu Junyi of the past only evoked images of boating on a lake, drinking and singing, amidst floating waves and falling flowers.

The person carrying a gun now would absolutely not evoke any association with anything else!

Because this person and this gun were so prominently present in everyone's field of vision, they couldn't think of any metaphor that could compare to this figure.

He refined those limbs and bones into the voice of gods and demons, and molded that loose spirit into a majestic and awe-inspiring presence.

A true master strategist does not need the blessing of any dynasty's fortune, nor is he inferior to any Grand Commandant of the current dynasty in his desperate and selfless moves.

Lu Junyi raised the gun; the tip was heavy, and when he flicked his wrist, the barrel wobbled slightly.

The gun controls the man, and the man controls the gun; the gun tip is already in front of Guan Luoyang.

In that instant, everyone on the mountaintop, except for the two who were fighting, and Fang La and Zhang Wanxian, all scattered.

Whether it was Gongsun Sheng, Shi Bao, Gao Tuoshan, Wu Hu, Liu Dagu, Shi Sheng, Lü Shinang, and so on, they had no idea what they were hiding from.

But in that instant, their magic and bodies all clamored to escape, to escape with all their might, abandoning tables, chairs, fruits, and documents, leaping off the mountaintop and fleeing into the sea of ​​clouds.

Only Guan Luoyang could see it clearly.

The moment Lu Junyi drew his gun, his aura surged once again, and the entire mountainside seemed to come alive.

Like an ancient beast lurking in the earth, once awakened, it used Lu Junyi's gun as its horns to break through all obstacles, and stood up with renewed vigor.

Even the terrain at the top of the mountain has indeed tilted slightly, with the area where Guan Luoyang is located rising up.

The best in the world, the one who can penetrate the earth with a gun!

Guan Luoyang shifted into a bow stance, his left hand resting on his waist, while his right hand struck out.

When the Mind-Intent Method is pushed to its limit, the swarm of wind and fire insects transforms into a dragon, and suddenly the five fingers spread open, as if the dragon has turned into some kind of ferocious bird, spreading its wings.

But in the final stretch, with the most powerful and intense acceleration, Guan Luoyang's right hand clenched into a fist again.

Song Kong's fingers tightened at an imperceptible speed. Wind, fire, dragon, and bluebird all vanished, leaving only his fist, which clearly slammed into Lu Junyi's spearhead.

Great sound! ! !

On this day, the south peak of Tuoshan Mountain sank by half a foot.

When Qiongying and the others came to their senses from the muffled roar, they found that the surrounding clouds and mist had also dissipated.

They each used their magic to stand in mid-air and saw Lu Junyi kneeling on the edge of the peak, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood.

Qiongying hurriedly came to his side to check on him.

"I'm fine."

Lu Junyi leaned on his gun and stood up, muttering, "Strange, I haven't made any progress since I turned twenty, how come I suddenly broke through today?"

At the moment he drew his gun, he had no idea that he would reach a higher level.

The Undying Golden Core is divided into nine stages, and the Precious Bone Divine Demon is also divided into nine levels. He actually broke through three levels in a row and rushed to the fourth level.

However, when he saw Qiong Ying, he seemed to understand something.

"Ying'er?"

Qiongying was rummaging through medicine for her wounds when she heard this. She looked up and asked in confusion, "Godfather?"

"You won't regret your rebellion later, will you?"

"Of course not!"

"Alright, I will not change my mind for the rest of my life."

Lu Junyi smiled kindly, bloodstains at the corner of his mouth, yet he had never been so lucid. He said to Guan Luoyang, "No matter what the outcome is today, from now on, the righteous army of Daming Prefecture will follow Brother Guan's lead."

Guan Luoyang responded with a faint smile, a pool of blood already pooling at his feet.

The back of his right hand was almost devoid of flesh, revealing blood-stained bones. While maintaining a smile, he subtly flexed his middle finger, the joint at the base of his middle finger aching the most.

"Tsk! A promotion right before battle, mid-level five-star! Breaking through in the heat of battle is one thing, but suddenly leveling up before fighting me? But this fight... was intense!"

Guan Luoyang laughed painfully, looking at the others: "Who else?"

Gao Tuoshan had already escaped the summit. His eyes flickered several times before he finally sighed and admitted defeat.

Of all the previous military strategy simulations, Fang La was the only one who remained on the field.

Everyone looked at the old man in the white robe.

Shi Bao and the others also looked at their leader with concern.

Lu Junyi's shot just now was truly terrifying, and Guan Luoyang, this man, this man actually managed to suppress that shot.

Even from Shi Bao and the others' perspective, they shouldn't boost the morale of others while diminishing their own, but they were still really unsure of themselves.

But their leader, both then and now, is too stubborn; he'll probably still act recklessly...

"I admit defeat."

Fang La bowed respectfully to Guan Luoyang, his expression unreadable, and said with a smile, "Who else but you can be the supreme commander of all the righteous armies in the land?"

Some people showed expressions of surprise, while many other rebel leaders, having witnessed Guan Luoyang's power, felt that such an ending was to be expected.

They returned to the Thousand Buddha Caves to congratulate Guan Luoyang.

After that, they made an alliance. Liang Shan and his men took out paper and pen and asked the many rebel leaders about the details of each place: who they had defeated and who they had lost to, how many people were left, what the original identities of the rebel members were, and what the special features of their magical skills were.

These tasks kept them busy until dusk. Fang La and the others provided three meals a day and replenished the paper and ink.

So much had happened that day that everyone was exhausted by nightfall. Those things that hadn't been dealt with were left for tomorrow, and everyone went to rest.

Guan Luoyang was reviewing detailed information about the rebel armies in various places when he suddenly had a thought.

Fang La approached and asked, "Has the Alliance Leader's injury healed?"

Guan Luoyang put down the documents, stretched his wrists, and said, "I'm almost recovered. But you can't just admit defeat because of this injury and then reschedule the battle for late at night, can you?"

Fang La shook his head and said, "It sounds like the Alliance Leader knew I was coming to challenge you to a battle."

"I know that your fighting spirit has never faded."

Guan Luoyang handed the documents to Gongsun Sheng and the others, telling them to leave first, and said, "What I don't know is, why did you admit defeat during the day?"

Fang La remained silent for a moment, then said, "The highest peak of Camel Mountain boasts magnificent scenery, especially on a night like this when my heart is troubled. It seems to hold a special charm. Why don't we talk as we walk?"

Guan Luoyang is certainly not out of the question.

The two left the Thousand Buddha Caves without using full speed, but it wasn't long before they crossed the mountain ridge and arrived at the foot of the highest peak, slowly climbing the steep Heavenly Ladder Mountain Path.

Fang La then sighed and said, "I survived a great calamity back then and later became enlightened. I thought I was the number one person in the world. Even Emperor Tianming, Han Shizhong, and Chen Xizhen, if we exclude divine weapons and the like, might not be my match."

"But against you, I only think I have a 40-50% chance of winning?"

Guan Luoyang said, "You won't make a move unless you're absolutely certain of victory?"

"If I'm not absolutely certain of victory, I've already lost."

Fang La said, "You possess the mother body of the divine Gu, and Liangshan is the first to openly defy the imperial court. Your subordinates have already swept across the battlefield in terms of military strategy. If I were Fang La of the rebel army, regardless of whether I was confident of defeating you, I would have already lost."

Guan Luoyang smiled slightly and said, "But if you are just Fang La, you should still give it a try."

"right!"

Fang La stopped in his tracks.

The Heavenly Ladder at the highest peak of Camel Mountain is a stone staircase that winds around the mountain. It was carved out by some ancient person in some unknown era, and it is only about a foot narrow.

They had now reached the mountainside, where the biting wind was just a foot away.

Fang La turned to the side, his gaze intense: "This is also the decision you made for me. Others may not be able to sense it, but I know that your aura has enveloped Thousand Buddha Ridge and has not dissipated. You showed me the progress of your recovery without any fear."

"You've been watching me intently; you want me to sever the resentment in my heart!"

The white-robed old man's beard and hair shimmered with light, swaying gently, his aura growing increasingly intense. "You... are you truly that confident?!"

Guan Luoyang remained calm and said firmly, "I've come here to lead you in changing this world."

Fang La stretched out his neck and let out a long howl, which was irrelevant to the question, so there was no need to ask any further.

On the Thousand Buddha Cave, Gongsun Sheng, Li Kaixian and others were worried about Guan Luoyang's whereabouts. Suddenly, they saw a huge moon shining from the mountainside on the towering mountain peak in the distance, which was shaped like a green pine tree and reached into the clouds.

The enormous full moon slowly rose, breaking through the clouds and ascending to the highest point.

The crescent moon that was originally in the sky was more than a hundred times smaller than this full moon.

Gongsun Sheng, with his keen hearing and sharp eyesight, heard some commotion in the Haotian Palace to the north. Many people emerged from the palace complex, gazing up at the full moon.

Not long after, strange noises also began to come from the dwellings around the Thousand Buddha Caves.

Zhang Wanxian pushed open the thatched hut and looked out from under the Thousand Buddha Cave.

Not far away, Qiong Ying was asking in a low voice, "Father, what do you think will happen in this battle?"

Lu Junyi said, "The full moon is only a few miles above the ground. With your eyesight, you should be able to see it clearly."

Qiong Ying said, "But I can't tell who's in control..."

The full moon in the distance gradually diminished, until only a sliver of moonlight remained, then it gradually became full again, but its color changed from silvery white to bluish-green.

It didn't look like the moon anymore, but more like a bluish, gentle sun that wouldn't hurt if you looked directly at it.

"The moon phase is empty, all things return to stillness."

The azure moon shrouded the summit of the highest peak, and atop the mountain, within the full moon, two figures rose and fell in a struggle.

The deafening roar of wind and thunder, accompanied by a surge of wild lightning, was gently silenced by the Moon Phase Cloud Hand, even the electric current seemed to freeze in the air.

"The sun shines brightly, and all the scenery flows freely."

The offensive momentum reversed, following the ethereal white figure as it swept away.

Facing this offensive was Guan Luoyang, who was simply practicing his Fist of Fuda.

"The mechanism of movement and stillness, the mother of yin and yang, the path of immortality and the path of demons, all return to the cycle of heaven."

An extremely dense burst of azure energy erupted, and the flowing moonlight surged to its peak. This time, even Lu Junyi could hardly see the scene inside.

After waiting for a long time, the figure in the blue moon finally reappeared.

Guan Luoyang's fist stopped in front of Fang La's forehead.

After he withdrew his fist, Fang La's eyes remained vacant for a moment.

"I……"

He didn't know what to say and stood there stunned. Guan Luoyang waited for him. When he realized he was being waited for, Fang La smiled with relief and bowed to Guan Luoyang again.

Fang La had already performed the ritual once during the day, bowing with his hands clasped in front of him.

I prayed again that night, but for some reason, I put my palms together.

From this point on, all the righteous armies in the land revered Liangshan!

(End of this chapter)