Taoist priests in the supernatural world

"What incredible power!"

"Hey, that's amazing!"

When Gongsun Qing's head fell to the ground, the crowd did not immediately panic. Instead, they erupted in cheers and applause.

Blood splattered, a head rolled off, but the body remained standing beside the dew-collecting plate.

This scene is so realistic.

It was so realistic that many people thought it was the most ingenious illusion.

"Tsk tsk, look at this blood, it looks just like the real thing."

"As expected of the most trusted alchemist of His Majesty, this decapitation technique of his is probably a true inheritance from the immortals."

"I've heard that immortals from overseas can survive even after their heads are severed, and seeing it today, I can confirm it's true."

Huo Shan and Crown Prince Liu Ju exchanged a glance, their smiles quite strange, almost unable to suppress their laughter.

The person descending from heaven was clearly the Yellow Heavenly Immortal.

It seems that Gongsun Qing has truly been beheaded.

However, the officials thought it was a performance by a sorcerer and applauded.

The scene was so absurd it was laughable.

Liu Ju's gaze involuntarily turned to his father, Emperor Liu Che.

I wonder what Father Emperor is thinking now?

Liu Che did not see the problem.

At this moment, his gaze never left the yellow and white sky.

He has neither bird wings nor strange shapes; he wears a five-colored fairy robe, his skin is like ice and jade, and his aura is like clouds and mist.

This corresponds exactly to what Gongsun Qing had mentioned earlier as "the immortal guest in feathered robes".

Liu Che's eyes grew increasingly intense.

"Is it the will of Heaven that even the celestial being in feathered robes has personally descended to see me?"

Sure enough, everything he did was right.

The complaints of the crown prince, ministers, and common people are all short-sighted.

Mortals can only see the immediate hunger and cold, but cannot see eternal life.

Without such sincerity, how could one move Heaven and summon a true immortal in feathered robes?

Thinking of this, Liu Che straightened his clothes.

He even prepared to personally go forward to thank the immortals for bestowing upon him the elixir of immortality.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred.

Gongsun Qing's head, which had fallen to the ground, began to decay at a visible rate.

His once youthful face with white hair quickly became gaunt.

In the blink of an eye, the head transformed from that of a refined and otherworldly Taoist into a rotten monster.

At the same time, his skin began to peel off.

Pieces of human skin were peeled off, revealing the bloody demonic body beneath.

Its body was covered in black fur, with thick bones and sharp claws; it had no resemblance to an immortal whatsoever.

His white feathered robe had transformed into a piece of leather covered in white feathers.

The leather was covered with dense cloud-shaped runes.

The white robes that had just appeared as pure and holy as celestial feathers in everyone's eyes now looked like a grotesque skin that had been tainted by sorcery.

"not good!"

Luan Da's expression changed drastically.

That's when he realized something was wrong.

Gongsun Qing has no supernatural power to make people lose their heads.

Judging from this situation, he was clearly dead beyond any doubt.

"Let's do it!"

Luan Da was the first to react.

His skin was covered with winding, tadpole-like patterns.

The pattern spread from the neck, cheeks, and back of the hands, like countless tiny black insects moving under the skin.

call!

Boundless black smoke rose from his body.

The billowing black smoke transformed into all sorts of evil spirits.

There were long-haired female ghosts, headless soldiers, naked vengeful spirits, and strange shadows the size of infants.

The demons let out mournful screams and rushed toward the yellow and white sky.

Some timid palace servants collapsed to the ground on the spot, unable to even hold onto the sacrificial vessels in their hands.

At the same time, Luan Da produced two more human skins.

The two human skins were made of white jade and radiated light.

The moment it flew out, it swelled up rapidly like an inflated balloon, transforming into human form in the blink of an eye.

The two figures looked exactly like Luan Da, with the same blue eyes and square pupils, and held two pale green fire swords.

Two immortals lead the way, and a hundred ghosts roam at night.

This is Luan Da's "Summoning Soul" painted skin and "Blue-eyed Square-pupiled Painted Skin".

Both of these skins belong to the realm of supernatural skins.

In the presence of ordinary sorcerers, these two supernatural skins would be enough to allow them to roam freely in Chang'an.

At the same time, the young man revealed his true form.

The bird crest on his head merged with his skull, and his whole body rapidly grew taller, his bones creaking.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a monster with a bird's head and a human body, covered in colorful feathers.

The monster had scarlet eyes, a long, pointed beak, and five-colored feathers that stood up like swords.

The so-called immortal appearance is nothing more than a painted-on facade.

"die!"

The young man let out a sharp, piercing cry.

Five-colored feathers suddenly flew out from its body.

The five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth coiled around the feather.

Five-colored feathers flew across the sky towards the yellow and white, like a colorful rainstorm.

Its speed was even faster than that of Luan Da, who made the first move.

"Its power is considerable."

Huang Bai thought to himself.

These five-colored feathers move extremely fast, equivalent to sniper bullets in the technological world.

Furthermore, with the enhancement of the five elements' essence, its power far surpasses that of firearms.

This attack was like hundreds of sniper rifles firing simultaneously.

If someone is not fast enough, or if they are not a winged person with indestructible divine powers, they would probably die on the spot.

However, Huang Bai now has colorful fairy robes, so he doesn't need to dodge this move.

Wow!

The hem of the colorful fairy robe suddenly lengthened.

Her fairy robes spread out like clouds, transforming into a five-colored barrier in front of her.

Bang bang bang!

Five-colored feathers collided with the five-colored fairy robe.

The seemingly light and soft fairy robes blocked the attack.

Ripples spread across the colorful barrier, like countless raindrops hitting the surface of a lake.

No matter how hard the five-colored feathers struck, they couldn't tear even half an inch of a gap.

At the same time, the two immortals led a hundred ghosts to attack.

Huang Bai waved his sleeves again.

Wow!

Two dragon shadows, one cold and one hot, flew out from the sleeve.

The cold dragon was eight feet long, its entire body was pure white, and it was covered in frost.

The dragon was fiery red, its scales resembling dark red glass, and flames rose all around it.

The two dragons, one on the left and one on the right, faced the two magical skins that Luan Da had sacrificed.

Leng Long spat out a mouthful of frost, and the ghostly aura on Hua Pi's body instantly froze into ice.

The fiery dragon spiraled upwards, its crimson flames sweeping across the area, twisting and deforming the ghostly fire sword in the painted skin's hand.

The firelight collided with the ghostly flames, producing a strange hissing sound.

A dense swarm of demons attacked Huang Bai from all directions.

A chilling wind howled, and ghostly wails filled the air.

The sky above Jianzhang Palace, which was originally an auspicious golden gate, instantly transformed into a battlefield of demons and monsters rampaging through the area.

"Imperial Edict!"

Five-colored halos rotate behind the head, one yellow and one white.

The mica elixir within the body released its medicinal power, transforming into five bolts of lightning.

Boom!

Thunder appears, startling even ghosts and gods.

Five-colored lightning exploded behind Huang and Bai, like divine punishment descending upon the world.

Lightning engulfed the ghosts; the eerie ghostly aura vanished instantly upon encountering the majestic power of heaven.

Before the evil spirit could even scream, it turned into black smoke amidst the lightning.

The aftershocks of the thunder fell on the dew-collecting plate, making the entire bronze pillar vibrate.

The officials below trembled on the ground, feeling a chill run down their spines.

"puff!"

Luan Da immediately coughed up blood.

The spell backfired, and his face instantly turned pale.

"Thunder Magic!"

His gaze toward Huang Bai was filled with shock.

This is a divine thunder magic that is feared by heaven, earth, humans, gods, and ghosts.

Why would it fall into the hands of a mere human sorcerer?

"Could he really be a celestial being in feathered robes?"

The young man also looked incredulous.

They deceived the emperor, claiming that a celestial being in feathered robes had descended to earth.

Unexpectedly, a celestial being in feathered robes was actually summoned?

Isn't Taiyi God joking with them?

The two were on the verge of tears but had no tears left to shed.

This is like shooting yourself in the foot; the immortals you fabricated out of thin air have actually appeared.

"This person must be a sorcerer in disguise; I don't believe he possesses so many thunder magic techniques!"

Luan Da gathered a burst of demonic energy and charged forward again.

He didn't believe Huang Bai could use such a powerful divine ability as thunder magic indefinitely.

This kind of lightning technique must have its limits.

Otherwise, there would be no justice.

The young man also let out a sharp cry, and the five-colored feathers re-condensed, transforming into a five-colored rainbow that rushed towards Huang Bai.

The two demons met them again.

But what happened next completely exceeded their expectations.

The yellow and white aura was long and deep, and the thunder magic seemed endless.

Just as one bolt of lightning exploded, another bolt was already gathering in his palm.

Despite the two demons' powerful magic, they were still unable to break through the defenses of the five-colored fairy robe.

They were almost being attacked unilaterally.

Luan Da's supernatural skin was cracked by the cold dragon and shattered by lightning.

The moment Shao Weng's five-colored feathers gathered, they were burned to ashes by the hot dragon.

The two demons grew increasingly terrified as they fought.

The Immortal Palace of Jianzhang stands atop towering bronze pillars.

The immortal in feathered robes battled two demons.

The deafening roar continued.

Multicolored magical light almost dyed the entire sky.

Waves surged in Taiye Pool.

The three artificial fairy mountains, Penglai, Fangzhang, and Yingzhou, trembled slightly amidst the thunder.

The sudden change left the people of Chang'an at a loss.

"What happened?"

"Why are the gods fighting?"

"Who is good?"

"The immortal Gongsun has turned into a monster? What about Shao Weng and Luan Da?"

Just moments ago, it was a scene of joy and harmony, as if the immortals had descended. Why has it suddenly turned into a battlefield of life and death?

Liu Che was also somewhat bewildered.

On one hand, there was the sorcerer he had trusted for many years.

On the other hand, there is the legendary immortal in feathered robes.

Why did the two sides start fighting?

Moreover, Gongsun Qing's headless corpse remained motionless for a long time, so he was probably really dead.

Liu Che's expression gradually turned ugly.

If all of this is true, then wouldn't all his years of seeking immortality and medicine have become a huge joke?

At this moment, Crown Prince Liu Ju and Empress Wei Zifu simultaneously realized that their opportunity had arrived.

Wei Zifu stepped forward and shouted loudly:

"The demons Gongsun Qing, Shao Weng, Luan Da, and others wreak havoc on the common people, donning human skin to bewitch the emperor. Now, the immortal has descended to earth to subdue these demons and eliminate their evil; this is in accordance with the will of Heaven! Do not panic!"

These words immediately defined the nature of the battle.

The panicked crowd finally felt a little relieved.

Crown Prince Liu Ju stepped forward and issued orders: "Imperial Guards, listen to my command! Follow me to protect His Majesty, safeguard the officials, seal the palace gates, and forbid any sorcerer from escaping!"

After saying this, Liu Ju stepped forward to help Liu Che up.

"Father, let's take shelter for now."

"I……"

Liu Che subconsciously sensed something was wrong and tried to struggle, but found that he was no match for his son's strength.

He only realized it belatedly.

The frail and delicate eldest son of yesteryear has now grown into a young man.

Thunder roared, but no one could hear what Liu Che was saying.

He was helped down by Liu Ju, away from the sight of the crowd.

In the sky, the battle was nearing its end.

boom!

A bolt of lightning tore through the void and struck Luan Da's head.

The young man screamed in agony as the painted skin on his body exploded on the spot.

The painted skin twisted in the thunder and fire, turning into a charred human face, before vanishing into ashes in an instant.

Black blood flowed from Luan Da's large, blue-eyed, square pupils.

The skin peeled off the face, revealing a grotesque face without any features.

boom!

boom!

Two bodies fell from mid-air and crashed heavily onto Jianzhang Palace Square.

Dark, demonic energy emanated from the corpse and spread throughout the world.

Only then did everyone see the true faces of the three sorcerers.

After Gongsun Qing died, his body transformed into a black bear spirit.

After Luan Da skinned him, his black tiger demon body was revealed.

Shao Weng is a bird-headed demon.

"So it was a monster!"

"No wonder!"

"A true immortal is a true immortal; he broke the monster's illusion the moment he arrived."

"Your Majesty is too foolish to be deceived by a monster."

"I sensed something was wrong before; these sorcerers don't seem like good people at all."

Discussions gradually arose from the crowd.

Those who used to frantically praise the sorcerer immediately changed their tune, as if they had already sensed something was amiss with these three.

Above the nine heavens, the gates of heaven opened wide.

Below the Heavenly Gate, the Five-Colored Taoist Feng Xu rode the wind.

Hot and cold dragons surrounded him.

At that moment, another strange phenomenon occurred.

After the three demons were killed, the formation of Jianzhang Palace immediately became ineffective.

Within the clouds, the long dragon of the Han Dynasty's national destiny, which had been trapped, finally broke free.

"roar!"

A dragon's roar resounded in all directions.

Above Chang'an, a sea of ​​clouds surged.

The nation's destiny is like a dragon breaking through the clouds.

The dragon's body is enormous, and its scales are formed from countless mountains and rivers, the lives of ordinary people, and military flags and soldiers.

It hovered above Jianzhang Palace, and the national fortune that had been trapped by the three demons began to flow back little by little.

The dragon scales regained their golden light, and the dragon's eyes gained a touch of majesty and clarity.

"What a magnificent sight to see a dragon soaring through the sky!"

Upon seeing this, Huang Bai had an idea.

He turned around and transformed into a sixteen-foot-tall white dragon.

The white dragon has a graceful figure, scales like jade, and horns that part the clouds.

He followed the trajectory of the golden dragon of the Han Dynasty's national destiny, comprehending the profound and mysterious Way of the Dragon.

Yellow and white will not absorb the national fortune of the Han Dynasty, as doing so would cause widespread suffering and corpses for thousands of miles, creating an extremely terrible karmic consequence.

He was merely using this to perceive the form of a true dragon.

Gradually, the white dragon's body grew longer and longer.

Wherever it goes, wind and rain follow.

Clouds gather, and sweet rain falls.

Driven by the golden dragon of national fortune, Huang Bai comprehended the supernatural power of summoning wind and rain.

The art of the twelve zodiac animal transformations originally had no other supernatural power besides the characteristics of the zodiac animals themselves.

Now, Huang Bai, with the help of the dragon of national destiny, has completed part of the mystery of the white dragon's transformation.

A long dragon symbolizing the fate of the Han Dynasty and a graceful white dragon, one golden and one white, hovered above Jianzhang Palace.

Officials, soldiers, and common people all looked up in awe.

They witnessed two dragons flying around Chang'an.

The golden dragon of national destiny transformed into a sky full of golden light, falling with the wind and rain into the Weiyang Palace, the Imperial Ancestral Temple, military flags, fields, and the lights of thousands of homes.

The white dragon then disappeared into the clouds.

Along with the white dragon, the golden dew on the dew-collecting plate and the corpses of the three demons also disappeared.

Dragon horns part the clouds, dragon scales reflect the sun, and the dragon transforms to roam the three realms.

The people of Chang'an are truly treated to a feast for the eyes today.

A deity descends to earth, vanquishes demons and monsters, and finally transforms into a dragon and ascends to heaven.

Seeing such an epic scene, I have no regrets in this life.

In front of the Penglai Hall of Jianzhang Palace.

Huo Shan, who was guarding the entrance, witnessed this scene firsthand.

He looked at Crown Prince Liu Ju beside him and smiled:

"From now on, the world will be at peace."

Huo Shan never imagined that he would encounter a destiny of immortality that would change the world at the border.

Perhaps, this is the will of Heaven.

Liu Ju looked at the gradually dissipating clouds in the distance, but he was not as relaxed as Huo Shan.

"Demons are easy to kill, but the human heart is hard to appease. Today we have only slain three demons; what follows will be much more difficult."

Huo Shan was taken aback upon hearing this, and then fell silent.

Inside the main hall.

Liu Che roared incessantly.

"Are you plotting a rebellion? You will ruin my plans!"

He watched helplessly as the yellow and white dragons transformed and soared into the sky.

At that moment, he seemed to see Changsheng leave before his eyes.

It turns out the true immortal didn't come to grant him immortality, but to kill the sorcerer who taught him.

This was almost unacceptable to Liu Che.

He was unwilling to admit that his years of seeking immortality and enlightenment had been nothing but absurdity.

Liu Ju entered the main hall, his expression calm.

"Father, the Immortal Elder was invited by us to subdue demons and monsters."

"Then why don't you ask to grow longer...?"

Before Liu Che could finish speaking, footsteps suddenly came from outside the hall.

The visitor was Huang Bai.

When Liu Che saw Huang Bai, his first reaction was not to admit his mistake or feel guilty, but to ask urgently:

"Since immortals are true immortals, do they possess the method to achieve immortality?"

"I rule the world. Whatever temple the immortal desires, just say so. If the immortal is willing to grant me immortality, I will build a temple for the immortal throughout the world, so that all people may offer incense and worship."

Those inside the hall felt a chill run down their spines upon hearing this.

The three demons had just been killed, exposing the deception of seeking immortality, but Liu Che still asked about immortality.

Huang Bai looked at the old and stubborn emperor before him, a flash of disappointment crossing his eyes.

"Hopeless."

"Human skin is easy to paint, but immortal bones are hard to create. Can immortality be granted by a single elixir? Liu Che, let me give you a piece of advice."

Liu Che stared intently at him.

Everyone inside the hall held their breath in silence.

The yellow and white sounds landed like thunder.

"The vast sky cannot be gazed upon for long; the majestic ground cannot be trodden upon for long. Your path has come to an end."

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