This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

Just as the Earth Immortal of the Silent Divine Dynasty was questioning Qingfeng, a sword light suddenly flew out from the cave behind them.

It was just a flash of sword light; there were no other unusual phenomena.

But it was so fast that almost no one present could react in time.

The Earth Immortal of the Silent Divine Dynasty instinctively sensed the approaching danger and, relying on the powerful intuition of a martial arts Earth Immortal, subconsciously slashed forward with his sword.

"clang..."

Then everyone saw the sword light flash by and fly back into the cave.

"Since you don't want to leave, then stay..."

Wang Jingshu's cold and sharp voice came from the cave behind her, and an even stronger sword intent surged forth.

It was only then that the Earth Immortals who had gathered around realized that the Earth Immortal from the Silent Divine Dynasty had been pierced through the head by a sword, his body devoid of any life force, and even his skin and flesh had turned deathly gray.

One sword strike annihilates all life.

Another one has died.

Seeing that the sword light was about to fly out again, these Earth Immortals finally dared not linger any longer and transformed into streaks of light, flying away into the distance.

"who are they?"

The departing immortals, filled with apprehension, inquired of each other.

"It is said to come from a sect called Daomen."

"Taoist sect? I think I've heard of it..."

"Of course. Back then, in front of the Heavenly Gate of Celestial Elephant City, both the Heavenly Court and the Hongyu Imperial Clan coveted a girl who had awakened the bloodline of a Great Emperor. After arguing to no avail, they entrusted the girl to a powerful expert for care. That person came from the Daoist sect and was said to be the ancestor of the Daoist sect, with the title Dao Xuan Tianzun..."

"Celestial Venerable? Ha... How arrogant..."

"Regardless, the strength of this Daoist disciple is truly not to be underestimated. Upon returning, I must report this to the higher-ups of my Primordial God Clan..."

"I, from the Boundless Immortal Mountain, have also recorded this..."

......

After those people left, the surging sword intent inside the cave gradually subsided.

However, Wang Jingshu did not emerge from seclusion, clearly indicating that she had not yet fully refined the Yin Lotus.

Qingfeng and the others had no choice but to continue guarding outside the cave, remaining fully alert.

Mingyue couldn't help but frown as she recalled the scene of Wang Jingshu killing the disciple of the Silent Divine Dynasty with her sword.

"Senior brother, Jing Shu...is something wrong with her?"

Qingfeng also seemed somewhat solemn at this moment, and nodded slightly, saying:

"The Yin Lotus is different from the Yang Lotus. The Yin Lotus is associated with killing and destruction. Once one's will becomes unstable, it is very likely to affect one's state of mind, making one cruel and bloodthirsty..."

"Then why did you give it to Jing Shu?"

Mingyue was somewhat puzzled. Even if such a dangerous thing could bring great power, one should be more cautious.

For example, after returning to the Xuanhuang Great World, he can refine it for Wang Jingshu.

Qingfeng smiled and shook his head, saying:

"There are risks, of course, but I trust Jing Shu. She pioneered the path of sword immortals and cultivated the purest sword-based killing techniques. This Yin Lotus is most suitable for her."

Mingyue was about to speak when Qingfeng waved his hand and said:

"Don't rush, wait a little longer..."

Zhu Jiu, standing to the side, sighed and rested his chin on his hands, saying:

"Sigh, if only Master were here. I wonder when he'll be back..."

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"There's no going back..."

"We can't go back, at least not until this war is over..."

Within the dimensional void, on the deck of a massive airship, several powerful figures sat together, seemingly resting.

The speaker was Li Daoxuan.

Just now, the Divine Lord Ziying couldn't help but sigh, wondering when he could return.

That's why Li Daoxuan replied with a wry smile.

Besides the two of them, the others are Xihe, the Heavenly Emperor of the Heavenly Court; Chang Geng, the son of the Hongyu Emperor; and Sikong Shuo, the ancestor of the Silent Divine Dynasty.

Besides them, there were also quasi-emperors from the Primordial God Clan and the Boundless Immortal Mountain who had come.

Unfortunately, both of these quasi-emperors had already perished in the previous battle.

It's unclear whether they returned to the Xuanhuang Great World or truly vanished.

"Master Li is right. I have tried many methods since I arrived here, but I still cannot return."

After Li Daoxuan finished speaking, the Heavenly Emperor continued.

Although they all knew they couldn't go back now, none of the people present felt discouraged.

Because they could all see that the Xuanhuang Ancient Path's sudden teleportation of them here was definitely not just an illusion.

There will be a huge difference between going back dead and going back alive.

They had considered the possibility of being trapped here forever.

But given their mindset, they are unlikely to experience any anxiety about this in the short term.

As they were talking, an old man sitting not far away, dressed in extremely simple cloth clothes, glanced at Li Daoxuan with a somewhat complicated expression.

This old man was none other than Chang Geng, the imperial son of the Hongyu Imperial Clan.

Originally, in his eyes, Li Daoxuan was just an interesting junior disciple who was only slightly interested in his cultivation methods.

Unexpectedly, the young man he had regarded as a junior was actually an exceptional being on the same level as them.

In fact, Li Daoxuan had even helped him in a recent battle, saving him from serious injury.

"Master Li, I've always heard you say that you cultivate Taoist magic. Lately, I've also discovered that your so-called Taoist magic is indeed very different from our martial arts."

"I'm very curious, is this method the same immortal path passed down from the ancient times?"

The one speaking was Sikong Shuo, the patriarch of the Silent Divine Dynasty.

This old monster has always been straightforward and outspoken, saying whatever comes to mind, even when facing the Heavenly Emperor.

Generally, cultivation methods like these are top secrets, and even if someone is interested, they wouldn't ask about them so directly.

But he didn't care.

Hearing his question, the Heavenly Emperor and the other two did not speak, but they waited quietly for Li Daoxuan's answer.

Clearly, they were all interested in Li Daoxuan's cultivation methods.

Li Daoxuan glanced around and smiled, saying:

"The so-called Daoist method is a way of explaining the great Dao of Heaven and Earth and understanding the laws governing the operation of Heaven and Earth."

"Although I don't know exactly what the cultivation methods of the Immortal Ancient Era were like, based on my observations of the masters of that era, they are fundamentally different from my own methods."

"The stars revolve, the sun and moon shine in turn, the four seasons govern, yin and yang transform, wind and rain bestow their blessings... all things in nature operate, yin and yang alternate, and all have their own laws and principles."

"And the Dao is a summary of these laws and principles; it is..."

"boom..."

Before Li Daoxuan could finish speaking, the flying boat beneath him suddenly shuddered.

The expressions of the crowd changed slightly, and they all looked towards the depths of the dimensional void.

There seemed to be a force that could tear apart the powerful physiques of these martial arts quasi-emperors.

Upon seeing this, the group simultaneously understood each other.

It is highly likely that the power struggle between the highest levels that determined the course of this war has come to a conclusion.

Li Daoxuan smiled helplessly and said:

"Gentlemen, it seems that we will not be able to sit down and discuss matters today."