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Yinshan Yang Family, midnight.
At this moment, the Old Scholar was sitting cross-legged in the Secret Cave of the Yin Mountain Underground Palace, cultivating and contemplating the method to overcome the Nine Thunder Tribulation, feeling restless.
The Old Scholar said, "Xuanzong, I am feeling a bit unsettled tonight. I need to meditate and comprehend the Nine Thunder Tribulation. You stay at the Imperial Hall, and if you notice any changes, inform me immediately."
"Understood, Father," Yang Xuanzong replied respectfully, exiting the Underground Palace and flying above the Yang Family Imperial Hall.
From above the Yang Family Imperial Hall, one could observe the stars and overlook the mountains and rivers below. At this time, Yang Xuanzong's injuries had healed; previously inflicted wounds were merely superficial and did not harm his Dao Body.
Yang Xuanzong recalled the several stabs he received five days ago and felt anger boiling within him. Clenching his fists tightly, he muttered, "That beast! Sooner or later, Old Man will skin him alive and grind his bones to dust!"
After speaking, Yang Xuanzong sat cross-legged above the Imperial Hall to guard it. He remained vigilant for any changes in the celestial phenomena. Having reached the Tribulation Realm, he was always on the brink of enlightenment that could lead to immediate ascension. If he inadvertently attracted the Nine Thunder Tribulation, it would mean certain death. The Old Scholar was currently reflecting on scenes from Sword Elder's Transcending Tribulation phase; a moment's carelessness could bring him perilously close to Transcending Tribulation, so Yang Xuanzong dared not be careless.
In the latter half of the night, Yang Xuanzong was suddenly awakened by a powerful surge of Spirit Energy. He caught a whiff of an extremely rich medicinal fragrance.
"How could there be a scent of Holy Medicine on Yin Mountain? Could it be that after so long, a plant like Millennium Taisui has sprouted from underground?" As he spoke, Yang Xuanzong leaped down from above the Imperial Hall, following the fragrance toward the distance.
The rich aroma filled his senses with Spirit Energy. Soon enough, Yang Xuanzong found the source of the fragrance: at the foot of Yin Mountain near an altar stood a flourishing Holy Medicine plant bearing a golden fruit that looked incredibly tempting.
Yang Xuanzong was overjoyed and hurriedly flew down toward it. However, before he landed, he sensed something was amiss; it was impossible for such Holy Medicine to grow at the foot of Yin Mountain overnight. This sudden blooming made him wary.
Just as Yang Xuanzong was about to retreat, he noticed a beast standing atop the Holy Medicine, beckoning and provoking him. Yang Xuanzong snorted and said, "You beast! Last time I let you escape; this time you’ve come to Yin Mountain willingly!"
Though he spoke boldly, he did not make a move but instead began to back away as he realized the danger.
In that instant when Yang Xuanzong turned around, a figure appeared before him. He shouted, "Father!"
The moment my fingers touched Yang Xuanzong, he couldn't evade in time, and we both vanished from the hillside.
Thousands of miles away, within the ruins of Red Maple Valley, Yang Xuanzong and I suddenly appeared in a pit.
Around us stood Zhou Manman, Yunxi, Douding, Guo Daozhen, Guo Huaiyi, Taihe Zhenren, Huzi, Iron Bull, and Dongfang Yuqing, all gazing down into the pit. Tai Xu Ling circled around us. Linglong Tower loomed above, sealing off the surroundings.
"Do you dare to attack me?" Yang Xuanzong's face was pale, his tone defiant.
I replied, "Now we are both trapped within two artifacts. The Great Void Technique is rendered useless; you cannot escape. You can choose to fight me to the death or face the crowd outside."
Yang Xuanzong scoffed, "You think you can trap me? My body is unrestrained; no one can stop me!"
With that, Yang Xuanzong struck out with a palm towards me. I stood still as his palm aimed at my chest, but suddenly his body became ethereal and passed right through me.
Yang Xuanzong turned back in surprise. I said, "I doubt you dare to make a move against me."
His expression wavered; his face changed slightly as he charged upward. Tai Xu Ling tore through the void, slicing through the fabric of reality. However, Yang Xuanzong's Transformation Technique was truly unpredictable; it was impossible to obstruct him even for a moment.
Controlling the refining power of Linglong Tower, Yang Xuanzong showed no fear. He soared through Linglong Tower and sneered, "A bunch of incompetent fools know that Old Man's Cultivation Method is invincible yet still engage in futile efforts. What a joke."
Wudao remarked, "The Transformation Technique is indeed difficult for demons to withstand."
As we retracted Linglong Tower and Yunxi pulled back Tai Xu Ling, I climbed out of the pit while everyone else stepped back. Yang Xuanzong remained above the pit, confused about our intentions. At that moment, Qiongqi stood beside the pit; it gathered its breath and unleashed an incredible roar into the pit.
Among Ancient Fierce Beasts, the roars of Qilin and Qiongqi were the loudest. A single furious roar could slay a hundred thousand enemies. Thousands of years ago, a figure known as Qilin Sage raised a water spirit beast; that Azure Kirin possessed extraordinary abilities—its roar could subdue evil spirits and cleanse demons. Even those in the Dao Fruit Realm could be struck dead by its roar in its presence.
In the Qiongqi tribe, there once existed a King of Qiongqi, whose roar was thunderous. It was said that he fought against a thousand-year-old flood dragon and ultimately defeated it with his mighty roar. On the day the Qiongqi was discovered in the Dunhuang Desert, a single furious roar from him killed countless treasure-seeking members of the Daoist Sect. Now, the Qiongqi had grown even stronger, regaining the Divine Abilities of an adult Qiongqi, and his roar was more powerful than ever.
A massive shockwave erupted from the mouth of the Qiongqi, and we all sprang into action. We intercepted the sound wave with our formidable Dao Qi, preventing it from spreading outward.
Floating in mid-air, Yang Xuanzong's eyes widened in panic as he attempted to flee, only to find himself trapped in place. Zhou Manman acted swiftly, using her Fury Realm Cultivation Method to bind him, rendering him immobile!
The sound reverberated across the land, and powerful waves of energy surged forth from the pit towards Yang Xuanzong. Even though his body was ethereal at that moment, he could not stop the overwhelming sound wave from crashing into him. His screams were drowned out by the Qiongqi's roar, and his body nearly exploded from the force; blood gushed from his seven orifices as he fell.
We withdrew our Dao Qi, and Douding patted the Qiongqi on the head, saying, "Good job, Big Cat!"
We all descended into the pit, surrounding Yang Xuanzong. His body convulsed violently as he continued to scream in agony.
Dongfang Yuqing remarked, "Now let's see you gloat."
Yang Xuanzong's eardrums had burst; he could no longer hear what Dongfang Yuqing was saying.
"You beasts! Using such methods against an Old Man! I curse you all to die a miserable death!" Yang Xuanzong shouted, laughing and crying at once.
"This old fool's mind has been shattered by the shock," Huzi commented.
Iron Bull added, "People of the Mahayana Realm aren't so easy to kill. Let me give him another blow to completely finish off this old rascal!"
Iron Bull suddenly produced a large Iron Hammer from who knows where and raised it high to strike down when Guo Huaiyi interjected, "Wait!"
Guo Huaiyi dragged over a bronze cauldron from behind and said, "I feared that Yang Hao's method might not work effectively, so I prepared this cauldron for critical moments. I didn't expect this old fellow to be so fragile; he was brought down by just one roar."
"What do you plan to do with that cauldron?" Huzi asked, momentarily confused.
Guo Huaiyi glanced at Iron Bull, then lifted the bronze Cauldron onto his shoulder, aiming its mouth at the fallen Yang Xuanzong on the ground. Iron Bull swung down with a hammer strike against the back of the cauldron, producing a resounding clang that reverberated through the air, causing everyone to cover their ears as their heads buzzed with the impact.
Yang Xuanzong lay on the ground, barely alive, while both the Cauldron and Guo Huaiyi collapsed beside him. Guo Huaiyi got back up, his expression fierce as he looked at Iron Bull and said, "There's no need for you to intervene; why are you using so much strength?"
"What about you?" Iron Bull replied, his ears still ringing. With a single strike, cracks appeared in the Cauldron; the powerful sound waves were enough to kill Yang Xuanzong.
Everything exists in mutual creation and restraint. The Transformation Technique could defend against all Daoist Arts and physical attacks but was ineffective against sound waves.
Dongfang Yuqing drew the Azure Sword and thrust it toward Yang Xuanzong's neck, blood gushing forth as Yang Xuanzong's eyes widened in shock, dying on the spot.
Yang Xuanzong's Dao Body had already been shattered by Qiongqi's roar moments ago. Now, with his physical body dead, a golden light emanated from within him. Guo Huaiyi's face lit up with excitement as he exclaimed, "Don't kill his Dao Body! I'm just one step away from transforming into the Mahayana Realm!"
With that, Guo Huaiyi knelt before Yang Xuanzong. Blood patterns spread across his body as he performed a blood sacrifice ritual. The Ghost Gate Secret Technique extended from his hands, seeping into Yang Xuanzong's body to absorb his Dao Body's power and blood.
Dao Qi surged forth as Guo Huaiyi was enveloped in a crimson glow. The sinister power of the Ghost Gate Secret Technique drained the essence of a Mahayana Realm expert, significantly enhancing Guo Huaiyi's strength while Yang Xuanzong turned into a shriveled corpse, thin as a weasel's skin.
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