Covering the Sky: I, a mortal, ascended to the throne step by step.

Chapter 80: Shattering the Five Elements Dream in Four Moves (Please Subscribe)

After obtaining the Enlightenment Tea.

Li Xian then thought of the two rare treasures that were specialties of Yaochi.

His gaze swept across the entire area, passing through the ancient vines of the stone garden, and walked towards the ancient dragon-scale tree.

Yunxi stood amidst the shadows of the trees, her pure white fairy dress fluttering without wind, surrounded by ethereal mist, exuding a cool and otherworldly aura.

"Saintly Fairy Yunxi."

Li Xian stopped five steps away, his tone businesslike: "When can the peaches and the dragon loach be handed over?"

Yunxi did not answer immediately.

She turned her head to the side, her gaze fixed on the eaves of the stone archway in the distance. Her face was veiled by a thin veil, making it impossible to see her expression.

After a few breaths, he finally spoke in a muffled voice: "Just come with me to the Jade Pool Stone Pavilion."

His voice was a few decibels lower than usual.

The last syllable was slightly heavy, carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible emotion.

Li Xian raised an eyebrow.

Still angry.

This holy maiden of Yaochi.

Upright and courteous, with a pure heart.

Precisely because they are not good at hiding their emotions, they wear all their feelings on their voices.

"Please forgive me, Holy Maiden. I am a rogue cultivator and cannot bear to see good things slip away."

Li Xian's tone relaxed slightly: "I trust Yaochi's reputation. After all, among all the holy lands in the Eastern Wilderness, Yaochi is one of the few that still has some sense of reason."

The teasing compliment startled Yunxi slightly.

She looked up.

He gave Li Xian a deep look.

This cold and calculating guy actually has such a vivid side.

"Brother Li, you jest. Yaochi keeps its promises and will not break them."

Yunxi's tone softened slightly.

"Yunxi————"

Li Xian suddenly took half a step closer and lowered his voice.

Yunxi instinctively stepped back, her cool eyes filled with vigilance.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, I didn't activate my divine eye." Li Xian said calmly. "There are too many people around today, and I'm afraid others might misunderstand. I'll activate it another day when we're alone."

Yunxi was stunned for a moment.

Then I realized what he was saying.

"----you!"

A faint blush rose on her face beneath the thin veil.

She immediately suppressed it with the composure of a successor of a holy land.

"Utterly shameless."

Four words.

It squeezed out from between his teeth.

Li Xian smiled and didn't press the matter further.

That's enough for now, stop while you're ahead.

Yaochi is a pure female cultivation holy land, a breath of fresh air in Beidou.

Maintaining good relationships is always beneficial.

Besides, what about Yunxi?

She is definitely not annoying.

"Holy Maiden, please~"

The jade gambling war has come to an end.

The two walked side by side to the Jade Pool for their gathering.

Passing through the eighteen courtyards of the Ji Family Stone Archway, we stepped onto the path leading outside the archway.

The sunlight fell.

At the end of the long staircase, a crowd surged, the news of the stone gambling had already spread, and countless cultivators stood guard outside the gate, eagerly awaiting the outcome.

Just as Li Xian stepped out of the stone archway gate with his right foot.

The world changed drastically.

"boom!"

Forty-five battle flags.

It shot out from the void.

It was precisely driven into the ground, instantly cleaving the space within a radius of half a mile.

A five-colored light curtain shot into the sky.

In the east, a blue dragon coils, its whiskers fluttering.

In the west, a white tiger raises its head, its roar deafening.

In the south, the Vermilion Bird spreads its wings, and crimson flames fill the sky.

In the north, the Black Tortoise carries a stele, with a tortoise and snake intertwined.

In the center, the Qilin reigns supreme, and the earth roars.

The Five Sacred Beasts.

It suppresses and locks down all directions.

The formation operates, with the five elements interacting and restraining each other.

This created a deadly zone, trapping Li Xian firmly in the very center.

Just before the formation closed, Yunxi was pushed out by a gentle force.

She turned to look at the formation, her eyes suddenly turning cold.

"Who is it—"

"Gong Wuheng, upholding the Way and questioning the heart!"

The void cracked open.

An old man dressed in a five-colored feather robe stood in mid-air.

Surrounded by divine light and exuding an aura as deep as the abyss, he was clearly a half-step great power at the pinnacle of the first level of the Sendai realm!

The Holy Lord of the Five Elements Palace, whose palace is without end.

"Hiss—The Holy Master of the Five Elements Palace has actually made a move himself!"

"To deploy such a massive formation in the Holy City to assassinate a junior—has he gone mad?"

The surrounding cultivators were shocked and retreated in panic.

Inside the Ji Family Stone Archway.

The Imperial Uncle of Great Xia frowned.

With one step, the imperial dragon energy transformed into a golden dragon coiled around its body, soaring straight towards the sky.

"Gong Wuheng, what do you mean by this?"

The Great Xia Imperial Uncle roared, his voice like rolling thunder: "To openly kill a junior in the Holy City, aren't you afraid of breaking the rules and provoking a united attack from all the major sects and holy lands of the Eastern Wilderness?!"

Gong Wuheng's expression changed slightly.

He then took a deep breath and completely suppressed his aura.

He turned to the crowd, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said in a sorrowful voice, "Fellow Daoists."

"Today, I, Gong, am here—"

"Not for robbery, not for profit, but solely for—the right to avenge six lives!"

He waved his hand.

Outside the formation.

The remains of Zhao Rui and the others were taken out.

The attendants of the Five Elements Palace who carried the coffin all shed tears, their expressions filled with grief.

Behind him, a group of disciples knelt on the ground, weeping and wailing, their acting skills superb.

"This man's name is Li Xian! Half a month ago, outside Mining Rock City, he killed four disciples and two elders of my Five Elements Palace! Six lives! Elder Song stood up for us, but he wasn't even given a complete corpse; he was burned to ashes!"

This statement came out.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

"What?! He, a rogue cultivator at the Dao Palace Realm, killed two elders at the fifth level of the Dao Palace Realm?"

"No wonder the Holy Master of the Five Elements Palace was so angry that he personally intervened."

The disciples shouted themselves hoarse.

Pointing at Li Xian's retreating figure in the formation, he continued to shout: "A life for a life! It's only right!"

Gong Wuheng took over the conversation, his tone somber: "Today, I will not act as the Holy Lord, but only as an elder, to seek justice for the disciples of our sect who died unjustly."

He paused, then raised his voice.

"Within the formation, only disciples of the same cultivation level will be sent to fight him."

"The victor lives, the loser dies. If my Five Elements Palace disciples are inferior in skill, I, Gong, will have no objections!"

This statement came out.

The onlookers looked at each other in bewilderment.

When fighting at the same level, one bears the responsibility for life and death.

This statement—

That sounds fair.

"Support! A life for a life is a matter of course! The Five Elements Palace Master's actions are perfectly reasonable."

A soft, feminine voice rang out.

He is an elder of the Palace of Illusion.

"That's how it should be."

An elder from the Yao Guang Holy Land spoke up, his tone indifferent: "This boy has been too arrogant in the Holy City; he needs to be tempered."

Seven or eight factions nodded in agreement.

The Great Xia Imperial Uncle's face turned ashen.

He unleashed his imperial dragon energy, blasting it towards the formation—"Clang!"

The dragon's energy collided with the light screen.

Most of it was removed by the power of the Five Elements' rotation.

The light screen only trembled a few times before returning to normal.

Forty-five array flags, guarded by the phantoms of the Five Elements Sacred Beasts, were personally set up by a half-step Great Power.

It cannot be broken in a short time.

"Gong Wuheng!"

The Great Xia Imperial Uncle gritted his teeth.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger." Gong Wuheng cupped his hands in greeting. "When people of the same level fight, they are responsible for their own lives. How can this be considered bullying?"

The Great Xia Imperial Uncle remained silent.

He looked at Li Xian's figure in the formation.

The formation is complete and cannot be broken by external forces.

In this situation, Li Xian can only rely on himself.

Inside the formation.

A five-colored light curtain covered the sky.

The phantom images of the Five Sacred Beasts roamed about.

Li Xian watched the clumsy performance outside quietly.

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What revenge, what fair duel, it's all for the divine source, immortal gold, and divine medicine he possesses.

This whole charade is nothing more than a fig leaf used by the Five Elements Palace to cover up their greed.

If we're going to fight, then let's fight.

"Buzz".

Ripples appeared on the light screen.

A figure walked in from outside the formation.

A young man.

White robe and silver crown.

His face was cold and stern, and his demeanor was sharp.

He was surrounded by a pale golden light, and his killing intent was as sharp as a knife.

Wu Ziming.

The current head disciple of the Five Elements Palace, whose status is equivalent to that of a holy son of a sacred land.

He stopped thirty feet away, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his usual arrogant demeanor gone.

Wu Ziming came to avenge his junior brother Zhao Rui.

"7

He looked directly into Li Xian's eyes and said calmly, "You killed six people from my Five Elements Palace. I only want justice. After the battle, regardless of life or death, I will hold no grudges."

Li Xian looked at him and said calmly, "Let's begin."

Wu Ziming stopped talking nonsense, made hand seals, and golden light surged forth.

From the divine treasure of the lungs, a phantom of a golden-armored god emerged, and a gigantic weapon solidified into form, carrying all the divine power of the four heavens, and slashed down from above.

Metal's killing power is as sharp as a heavenly blade.

This strike was enough to kill an ordinary cultivator at the first level of the fourth realm.

Three prohibitions.

This is Wu Ziming's limit.

Li Xian raised his hand.

A crimson light shone from his palm.

A blazing sun, about ten feet in size, took shape.

The imperial power of crystal and crimson gold is infused into it.

The light was a hundred times more dazzling than the golden-armored divine weapons.

Great Sun Seal.

"Buzz!"

The blazing sun patrols the area.

They collided head-on with the golden weapons.

The killing intent of the metal element melted instantly in the imperial sunlight, like snowflakes meeting a raging fire.

The weapons shattered.

The golden-armored god's phantom image cracked open, turning into countless golden fragments.

The shockwave struck Wu Ziming in the chest.

"puff!"

The Five Elements Palace's eldest disciple staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his expression changing drastically.

The divine power has been suppressed!

"impossible"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Li Xian flipped his left hand over.

A crescent moon, cold and still, seemed to freeze.

Silver and purple intertwine, their clear light as water.

A waning moon's reflection.

"go."

The waning moon wanders.

Its trajectory is unpredictable.

Without making a sound, they circled around to Wu Ziming's side.

"It's too late—"

"The Five Elements Golden Body!"

Wu Ziming was terrified.

He frantically activated the divine treasures of the Dao Palace.

His skin turned a dark gold color, as hard as divine iron.

"Snap!"

The sound of crisp cracking echoed.

The crescent moon imprint struck the protective golden light.

The moonlight explodes, stalemates, dissolves, and is suppressed.

"Too weak!"

Li Xian remained calm.

He followed up with a powerful strike with the Great Sun Seal.

The blazing sun was firmly imprinted on Wu Ziming's chest.

"!"

He was sent flying horizontally.

He rolled on the ground seven or eight times, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, and a muffled cracking sound came from his broken ribs.

He used his hands to push himself up, struggling to his feet—

"boom!"

Li Xian unleashed the Mountain Embracing Seal and smashed it down.

Wu Ziming coughed up blood, which flew around like a tattered sack.

It slammed heavily onto the array's light barrier, then slowly slid down, its fate unknown.

Four moves.

Only four moves.

Outside the formation, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

The Holy Master of the Five Elements Palace's face twitched, and shock flashed in his eyes.

"How...how is this possible?"

An elder from the Yao Guang Holy Land exclaimed in shock, "Wu Ziming is at the fourth level of the Dao Palace! Even among the true disciples of the major holy lands, he is a top expert. In a contest between equals, he was actually defeated in just four moves?"

"Four Forbidden Forces—" The Great Xia Imperial Uncle's pupils contracted slightly as he murmured, "This Li Xian possesses at least the combat strength of a Four Forbidden Force."

Four prohibitions.

It allows you to fight across four minor realms.

This is already the standard for ordinary holy children in holy places.

Gong Wuheng suddenly realized.

Fighting against each other at the same level.

He was referring to the same level of understanding.

But his Five Elements Palace—

Who else is in the fourth level of the Dao Palace?

Wu Ziming was at the fourth level of cultivation, and he was knocked away in four moves.

If a disciple of a lower cultivation level goes up, wouldn't that be sending them to their death?

Gong Wuheng's lips moved slightly.

dilemma.

In the midst of the formation, Li Xian looked up.

His purple-gold eyes flashed, his gaze piercing through the light barrier, looking at Gong Wuheng outside the formation.

Then, he smiled.

"Old Ghost Gong".

The sound wasn't loud, but it carried clearly beyond the formation.

"Who else?"

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