Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Guo Huaiyi's forehead was pierced, and blood splattered everywhere, causing the people behind him to scream in shock.
Guo Huaiyi laughed heartily and stepped back, saying, "Everyone knows I've been practicing the Ghost Gate Secret Technique, yet you still dare to try and kill me."
The wound on Guo Huaiyi's forehead and the one at the back of his head healed at a visible speed. Seeing the Old Scholar's puzzled expression, Guo Huaiyi continued, "I've only practiced one secret technique in my life; it's certainly much more powerful than you can imagine."
The Old Scholar replied, "Once I kill this old hag and get out, I'll chop you up. Then you'll know just how powerful you really are!"
With that, the Old Scholar formed an incantation with his right hand. The eight-sided flag unfolded, emitting a ghostly glow as black infernal flames burned. Miao Guanyin's sleeves billowed as she enveloped herself in a misty light, dispersing the eight-sided flag and extinguishing the infernal flames. The flags quickly went out.
Miao Guanyin soared into the air and struck towards the Old Scholar. The Old Scholar swung the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen at Miao Guanyin. She moved like a phoenix, flying in an incredible arc to appear behind him, aiming for his neck. The Old Scholar swiftly turned his iron pen to repel her.
The two engaged in fierce combat once more, shaking the ground with their blows.
Outside the barrier, Guo Daozhen asked, "What's going on?"
Guo Huaiyi couldn't help but spit out blood, his expression grim as he replied, "The barrier is too tight; unless someone surpasses the Old Scholar's cultivation level, it can't be broken. However, the ghostly techniques connect to the void; with my power, I can only send one person inside at most."
Jiyao said, "I possess the Water Moon Mirror, which can defend against all Daoist Arts. Let me go in and assist Senior Miao Guanyin."
Yang Sanqian replied, "Your cultivation is too low; if he targets you, you won't be able to defend yourself at all. Let me go instead, Jiyao."
Guo Daozhen said firmly, "How can we not take revenge for such deep-seated hatred? Yi'er, send your father in."
Guo Huaiyi nodded as blood patterns spread across his body and gathered in his palm. He pressed it against the barrier.
"Wait!" At that moment, I arrived with Yunxi and Douding from a distance.
"Hao!" Jiyao and Yang Sanqian relaxed upon seeing me safe.
"Mom and Dad, I'm fine." As Yunxi and I dismounted from Qiongqi, we looked at Miao Guanyin and the Old Scholar fighting within the barrier and asked, "Why is Senior Miao Guanyin fighting with the Old Scholar?"
Jiyao explained, "Yang Kaishan is willing to trap himself and Senior Miao Guanyin within this barrier for a life-and-death battle just to obtain the Book of Life and Death. He caused our family to be unable to reunite all those years ago; this grudge must be avenged!"
I stepped forward and reached out to touch the barrier. A golden light shot out, brushing past my ear. I frowned and said, "A barrier formed by the Great Void Technique and the Ghost Gate Secret Technique?"
Yang Sanqian asked, "Hao, do you have a way to break the formation?"
I shook my head and replied, "My Boundary Breaking Technique hasn't reached the Mahayana Realm yet, but if there are bubbles present, I can enter."
Inside the barrier, the two were fighting more fiercely. The range of the Void Formation was vast, and soon their figures disappeared from sight.
Miao Guanyin's voice came through, "I'm just testing what capabilities the Supreme Yang Kaishan has. He brought this upon himself; there's no need for you to come in."
With a loud bang, the Old Scholar's frail body was blasted into view amidst the dust, rolling on the ground.
Miao Guanyin emerged from the haze, stepping gracefully as if walking on lotus flowers. Her expression was serious; it was clear she intended to take the Old Scholar's life.
Among the Five Supreme Sects, the Southern Sea Lineage was unique in that it had produced a Supreme in every generation since its founding. Moreover, there was only one successor per generation. For a thousand years, anyone who encountered someone from Nanhai Guanyin Monastery would end up regretting it. Thus, even though Nanhai Guanyin Monastery had only one disciple at a time, it still instilled fear in everyone from the Daoist Sect.
The Old Scholar retreated and said, "The Daoist Arts of Guanyin Monastery are indeed extraordinary. It is said that a predecessor from a Daoist Sect achieved humanhood a thousand years ago, perfected their cultivation, and transcended the Nine Thunder Tribulation to become Immortal. After passing away naturally, they left behind an Ascension Elixir within their body, which has been passed down through generations. Each generation of Ascension Elixir gathers essential power to pass on to the next generation. Therefore, over the years, disciples of Guanyin Monastery are judged by their character rather than their talent because they will inevitably become Supreme."
Miao Guanyin coldly replied, "You know quite a bit, Old Scholar. Considering your difficult path in cultivation, I don't want to kill you in front of your descendants. However, you have disappointed me greatly. My Guanyin Monastery stands against evil and protects the weak. Today will be your last!"
The Old Scholar laughed heartily and said, "I wonder how you plan to take my life? After all this fuss, I'm quite tired."
Suddenly, he spread his arms wide open, and darkness enveloped the area. Clouds gathered ominously as thunder roared; countless divine lightning bolts descended upon Mountain Valley!
"You've invoked the Nine Thunder Tribulation?!" Miao Guanyin's face showed shock.
Since ancient times, those from Daoist Sect feared thunder more as their cultivation increased because reaching the Tribulation Realm could inadvertently attract the Nine Divine Thunder for purification. It is said that those who endure the Nine Divine Thunder can ascend to immortality and roam freely in this world without being bound by natural laws.
However, throughout thousands of years of Daoist Sect history, there has never been reliable documentation of anyone successfully ascending; instead, countless talented Supreme Daoists have met their demise at this threshold—leaving nothing but bones behind.
The Nine Divine Thunder serves as punishment for human cultivators. Humans experience birth, aging, illness, death, joy, sorrow, reunion, and parting; attempting to transcend these natural rules invites severe punishment. The Nine Divine Thunder can flatten mountains or instantly evaporate lakes and seas; even Divine Weapons would be reduced to ashes beneath its might—let alone flesh-and-blood beings.
As the lightning struck, it contained a hint of the power of the Nine Thunder Tribulation. The Nine Thunder Tribulation could sense the presence of experts in the Tribulation Realm, concentrating its thunderous force to strike at those in the Tribulation Realm, as a demonstration of the consequences of opposing the Dao.
At this moment, the thunder rained down. Could it be that the Old Scholar intended to kill Miao Guanyin and the others to invoke the thunder tribulation, leading to mutual destruction?
"Why aren't you all leaving yet?" Miao Guanyin looked at us and said.
"Let's go," Yang Sanqian replied.
Just as we were about to tear through the void to escape, a beast suddenly leaped from my arms and soared into the sky.
"Bubble, what are you doing?" I shouted at the beast.
"Hurry up and leave, there's no time!" Jiyao urged anxiously as he watched the lightning descend.
I said, "No need, Bubble can handle it. This isn't the Nine Divine Thunder; it's a type of thunder technique called Five Thunder Formula. I thought it had been lost to time, but it seems the Old Scholar has truly dabbled in everything for the sake of immortality."
The chaotic lightning danced and slashed downwards. The beast's eyes sparkled with an eerie light as its body suddenly grew enormous. It opened its massive mouth and swallowed the lightning, including the empty Thundercloud.
"Hmm?" The Old Scholar looked up in surprise at the suddenly dissipating Thundercloud. After swallowing it, the beast's body gradually shrank, and thunderous light erupted around it. It yawned as if satisfied and then flew back into my arms to show off.
"This creature can actually devour lightning; what ancient beast is this?" Guo Daozhen remarked in confusion.
Within the formation barrier, Miao Guanyin looked at the Old Scholar and said, "It seems you have no more tricks up your sleeve. Your plan for mutual destruction has been thwarted; let's see what else you can do!"
The Old Scholar sighed and said, "I didn't want to resort to this technique so soon, but it seems I have no choice now. Miao Guanyin, I admit you are a worthy opponent; dying under my first divine technique should make you feel honored!"
"Then I'll let you die beneath the Great Yan Zhou Jing. It's a pity my disciple couldn't witness this technique here!" Miao Guanyin replied.
"You should be grateful she didn't come. Otherwise..."
As the Old Scholar spoke, he suddenly felt the air around him begin to shift and grow heavy. Frowning, he sensed that the air was being compressed to its limits.
The wind howled through the mountains, the surrounding air swirling as if a powerful typhoon had struck. Miao Guanyin's expression was solemn as a spherical mirror image appeared between her hands, within which stood a figure that looked exactly like the Old Scholar before her.
"When the Fury Realm is unleashed, gods will be killed by gods, and Buddhas will be slain by Buddhas. I want to see what you can do to break my technique!" Miao Guanyin's face hardened as she suddenly pushed her hands inward. The mirror image shrank, compressing the air inside, turning rocks and vegetation into powder in an instant, shattering the figure within.
The Old Scholar's scream echoed as rocks and plants exploded around him. His skin tore open, blood splattering everywhere. If this technique were cast upon anyone outside, no one would be able to withstand it; even someone as strong as the Old Scholar was on the brink of death. His blood vessels throbbed, his body nearly ready to explode, with only a thin membrane of protective Dao Qi remaining around him. He spat blood and traced an incredibly strange symbol in front of his chest with his fingers, chanting, "Dao is limitless, all laws return to one. Dao Ancestor Divine Technique, Three Pure Descents!"
Suddenly, the Old Scholar's figure flickered, and two Iron Faced Men appeared beside him—one clad in a White Robe and the other in a black cloak. They were both drawn into the Fury Realm, surrounded by its overwhelming killing intent. They exchanged knowing glances with the Old Scholar before their eyes ignited with red light simultaneously, unleashing an immense wave of mental energy that struck Miao Guanyin's mind.
Miao Guanyin let out a sudden scream, clutching her head as blood flowed from her ears. The three of them attacked at once, their fists wrapped in void-killing intent crashing toward her.
Miao Guanyin turned to face the Old Scholar and struck out at him with one palm. He was sent flying backward, staggering several steps, but the fists of the Black Robed Man and the White Robed Man landed simultaneously on Miao Guanyin's body. The void energy penetrated her form, sending her hurtling hundreds of meters away and carving a deep trench in the ground.
Struggling to rise, Miao Guanyin was bleeding from all seven orifices, her face contorted in pain and confusion.
"Why is this happening?" Yang Sanqian murmured from outside the formation.
"Why does the clone possess greater power than the original?" Not only Yang Sanqian but even Guo Daozhen, who had also learned the Divination Technique, and I—who had read countless Daoist texts—were equally baffled.
Comment 0 Comment Count