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Before long, Taihe Zhenren and Dongfang Yuqing, two sword masters, followed the direction indicated by Guo Daozhen to search for Song Qianqiu's whereabouts.
Song Qianqiu had audaciously set a one-month deadline. Given his abilities, it was likely that he would fail against everyone else, so Guo Daozhen speculated that Song Qianqiu must be using some method to significantly enhance his power in a short time, possibly even breaking into the Tribulation Realm and becoming a Supreme.
Among the Five Great Supremes, only the severely injured Old Scholar remained alive, barely clinging to life. Without any Supremes to support him, the White-Robed Old Scholar and Miao Guanyin beside Song Qianqiu were unmatched. Song Qianqiu had risen from being a Nameless Soldier to a Mahayana Realm powerhouse in less than two years. Now, having only been in the Mahayana Realm for half a year, it was hard to imagine how he could achieve the Tribulation Realm in such a short time.
Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from turbulent times; wars are the fastest way to hone one's skills. Whether it was Huzi or Iron Bull, they had all grown from new talents in the Daoist Sect to become its last pillars.
However, it was indeed unrealistic to expect someone to step into the Supreme Realm so quickly.
Wu Dao Sovereign from the Dark Turmoil Period was known as the fastest person to become a Supreme, breaking records that had stood for a millennium. He challenged older masters on Wudang Mountain before he turned forty and seized the Daoist Command Token to become a Dao Sovereign. Later on, the fastest recognized entry into the Mahayana Realm was Yang Sanqian, who became a Mahayana expert at just twenty years old. Yet now, in his forties, he still had not reached Supreme status. This illustrates that regardless of talent, becoming a Supreme in the Tribulation Realm requires time for refinement and experience.
In the past, it would have been impossible for Song Qianqiu to aspire to become a Supreme. But now that Guo Daozhen believed Song Qianqiu aimed to break into the Supreme Realm, everyone grew anxious.
With a perfect inner core, Song Qianqiu's Nascent Soul would also be flawless. His cultivation speed was already much faster than ordinary practitioners. Furthermore, he possessed two forbidden techniques: Demon King's Scripture and Great Wilderness Scripture. His Dao Qi and Meridians took an unconventional path, differing from ordinary practitioners. Historically, all evil techniques have been known to cultivate at speeds many times faster than righteous methods.
What worried everyone most was that Song Qianqiu could command many experts throughout history, including the knowledgeable White-Robed Old Scholar and Miao Guanyin from the mysterious Nanhai Guanyin Monastery. With such powerful allies aiding his cultivation, even if he wasn't the greatest of all time, he would certainly be unparalleled.
Thus, everyone became tense; they needed to work together to kill Song Qianqiu before he became a Supreme.
With White-Robed Old Scholar and Miao Guanyin constantly by Song Qianqiu's side, Guo Daozhen found it nearly impossible to pinpoint Song Qianqiu's exact location. After searching for over twenty days without success, they finally had some leads.
Not far from Mountain Valley, Taihe Zhenren and Dongfang Yuqing spotted the Ghost King standing at the edge of Mountain Valley, chanting ghostly incantations. Above Mountain Valley, Ghost Seal spun as spells swirled around it.
Dongfang Yuqing said, "Ahead is deep within Mountain Valley; it seems like the Ghost King is casting some spell. Miao Guanyin and White-Robed Old Scholar are nearby."
Taihe Zhenren replied, "If my guess is correct, it’s very likely that just like Old Guo said, Song Qianqiu is training!"
"The situation in Mountain Valley is unclear. We cannot approach these three as Guardians, and we have no idea what Song Qianqiu is up to beneath Mountain Valley," Dongfang Yuqing said.
Taihe Zhenren thought for a moment and replied, "The Demon King's Scripture can bring the dead back to life, but the resurrected are merely Corpse Puppets without souls. Although their previous Cultivation Method and abilities remain, their power is significantly diminished. Without Song Qianqiu's conscious control, their actions would be greatly restricted, relying solely on instinct. When my Dao Body exits to enter the White-Robed Old Scholar's body, he is a mere avatar of the Old Scholar, whose soul is already weaker than Miao Guanyin's. After death, his physical form is even more limited. As long as I am not discovered by Song Qianqiu, I can retreat safely."
Dongfang Yuqing nodded and said, "Then please be cautious, senior. If you are discovered, retreat immediately. I will bring your physical body back to Qingliang Mountain; otherwise, with Miao Guanyin and the White-Robed Old Scholar present, if we are even a moment too late, we won't be able to escape."
Taihe Zhenren nodded and patted Dongfang Yuqing on the shoulder. A golden light radiated from him as his Dao Body exited. He suppressed the Soul Power on the surface of his Dao Body. Gathering the light, he stepped forward and merged into the White-Robed Old Scholar's body like a long rainbow piercing through the sun.
In the center of Mountain Valley, under the Ghost Seal Sutra's shroud, Song Qianqiu sat cross-legged. Surrounding him were two Holy Monks from Leiyin Temple and many renowned experts from their past lives, including Meng Xuanjian. Additionally, there were thousands of Ancient Daoist Capable Persons and Miaojiang Grand Shamans that had been unearthed. Their gestures were synchronized; with ruptured tops of their heads, all their power was channeled into the Ghost Seal and then filtered through to Song Qianqiu's side, purifying their Ghostly Energy before entering his body.
This process was extremely complex and monumental; without the Demon King's Scripture controlling so many people, such a feat would have been impossible.
It was rumored that the Yinshan Yang Family began using their own kin as offerings long ago. Once these offerings matured, they would reclaim their power one by one to pass it on to their direct descendants. In reality, if all the offerings' powers were concentrated and poured into a direct descendant at once, it would significantly enhance that descendant's potential, forming a perfect Dao Body. However, people are not controllable; no one wants to sacrifice their life for another without coercion. If there was no forceful control and any offering harbored ill intentions, the direct descendant could also face life-threatening dangers.
Currently, although these ancient experts were all Corpse Puppets with heavy death energy within them, Song Qianqiu had still learned from the White-Robed Old Scholar how to absorb offerings through dark methods. After years of patience and planning, he found himself unexpectedly eager to realize his ambitions.
The fastest way to enter the Supreme Realm was certainly through someone passing on their power.
When a person's cultivation reaches a certain level where they cannot advance further, they may encounter a bottleneck. Overcoming this bottleneck typically requires enlightenment or time for accumulation or some opportunity. However, this applies to ordinary individuals; in extreme cases where someone or many willingly sacrifice their lives and abandon their power to channel it into another person using secret methods, that person's power will naturally accumulate until it breaks through like a flood breaching a dam.
Though these individuals in Mountain Valley were dead and lacked vital energy, they still retained some of their previous powers. Over the past year, Song Qianqiu had unearthed countless ancient tombs and entered numerous perilous Secret Caves just to find these corpses. After reviving them with the Demon King's Scripture, he taught them how to use its resurrection method for Corpse Puppets so they could scatter across various places to hunt innocent civilians and absorb their Yang Qi to strengthen himself.
Everyone believed he aimed to cultivate powerful experts to eliminate those from Daoist Sect and military ranks; even the Old Scholar and Guo Daozhen thought so.
Yet no one anticipated that Song Qianqiu had such ulterior motives—to gather all this power into himself.
Such an unprecedented act would have been impossible without the presence of the Demon King's Scripture!
Taihe Zhenren immediately noticed the situation in Mountain Valley and gasped. At this rate, it wouldn't take long before Song Qianqiu would become Supreme.
If it were anyone else using this method, the outcome would only be one: a catastrophic explosion of their body. But Song Qianqiu was different; he was too unique, and his ability to use this method indicated he had the confidence to do so.
"Hmm?" Song Qianqiu suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the White-Robed Old Scholar.
The White-Robed Old Scholar's eyes were glazed over, and his hand paused slightly as Taihe Zhenren's Dao Body remained within him. He dared not move, fearing that any slight motion would alert Song Qianqiu.
Furrowing his brows, Song Qianqiu stood up from the center of the crowd and glanced lightly at the White-Robed Old Scholar. Then, he struck down on Dry Wood Zen Master's head with a palm, his fingertips penetrating the skull. All the power that Dry Wood Zen Master had absorbed was drawn into Song Qianqiu's Qi Sea. He let out a long howl, expelling a mouthful of turbid air. The corpse of Dry Wood Zen Master shriveled up, becoming a Dried Corpse devoid of moisture.
"Senior, what exactly happened? Have you been discovered?" Dongfang Yuqing, hiding not far behind Taihe Zhenren, transmitted a message.
Taihe Zhenren replied through thought: "Song Qianqiu is on high alert; I don't know if he has noticed. He is currently consuming a vast amount of power from the many experts he has resurrected. His strength has already reached the peak of Mahayana Realm, and it won't be long before he enters Tribulation Realm. I must stop him."
"Senior, please don't act impulsively. Neither of us can match him. It will take about three hours to reach Qingliang Mountain at sword speed. There are bottlenecks in Supreme Realm; becoming Supreme will likely take some time. Let's return and discuss this with everyone first," Dongfang Yuqing advised.
Taihe Zhenren hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "Alright."
The two continued their secret conversation through thought as an overwhelming amount of death energy floated through Mountain Valley. The resurrected Corpse Puppets fell in droves, quickly turning into Dried Corpses, their flesh desiccated to nothing but skin over bones.
After transforming Dry Wood Zen Master into a pile of bones, Song Qianqiu struck again at Withered Heart Zen Master's head. A hole broke open at the top of Kuxin Zen Master's head, golden light shining through as his flesh visibly deteriorated. Despite being at the perfected Mahayana Realm, Song Qianqiu's strength surged even further; yet after consuming so much power, he still showed no signs of improvement.
Blood vessels split open across Song Qianqiu's body as blood gushed forth, enveloping him in a crimson glow that healed the aftereffects caused by absorbing too much power at once.
Once Withered Heart Zen Master collapsed, Song Qianqiu directed his palm towards Meng Xuanjian's head.
Through the White-Robed Old Scholar, Taihe Zhenren witnessed everything happening within the valley but could not intervene. The lengths to which Song Qianqiu was willing to go—sacrificing his hard-earned Mahayana Realm Perfect Puppet General to enhance his own power—was utterly insane.
It should be known that Dead Tree and Withered Heart were the Holy Monks of Leiyin Temple. In their lifetime, their combat power was second only to the Supreme. Meng Xuanjian was also among them; having followed Nangong Yun for a lifetime, his abilities were unfathomable. Even though they were already dead, their strength could still rival that of the Daoist Sect masters in the Mahayana Realm without defeat. However, Song Qianqiu had only left Miao Guanyin and the White-Robed Old Scholar behind, using the rest as offerings for his ascent to the Supreme.
Taihe Zhenren sighed as he looked at all the corpses in Mountain Valley, shrouded in black smoke, lying at Song Qianqiu's feet. He quietly retreated, his Dao Body slipping back into his physical form.
"We should go," Taihe Zhenren said.
Dongfang Yuqing nodded, and together with Taihe Zhenren, they flew into the sky on their swords.
Suddenly, a massive hand of Corpse Qi descended from the clouds, its size covering an area of ten thousand feet.
Dongfang Yuqing and Taihe Zhenren were immediately struck down by the hand, their Flying Swords retracting as they landed on the ground.
Song Qianqiu and the White-Robed Old Scholar appeared in midair, slowly descending. With a smile on his face, Song Qianqiu looked at them and said, "The moment you arrived at Qixia Valley, I already knew someone was coming; I just didn't expect it to be you two."
"Song Qianqiu, you have committed many evils and used wicked methods to increase your power. Are you not afraid of retribution?" Taihe Zhenren retorted.
Song Qianqiu chuckled and replied, "Retribution? I haven't wasted my time seeking enlightenment for nothing. All I want is to enjoy this life. You old man dared to come before me after I killed you once; do you think I wouldn't notice your Dao Body sneaking into the Old Scholar?"
Taihe Zhenren responded, "What if I noticed? Without the Great Wilderness Scripture, you're nothing."
Song Qianqiu countered, "To kill someone like you, I couldn't even be bothered to use the Great Wilderness Scripture. My Yin Soldier Army was slaughtered by your Righteousness Song—tens of thousands wasted my efforts. I had been wanting to settle accounts with you, yet here you are delivering yourself right to my doorstep."
As Song Qianqiu stepped forward, Taihe Zhenren and Dongfang Yuqing took a step back, not intending to confront him head-on. However, Miao Guanyin and the Ghost King blocked them from behind, encircling them.
Song Qianqiu turned to the Ghost King and said, "I gave you a month’s time to bring me Yang Hao's head. If you fail to deliver it now, I'll destroy the ten major cities surrounding the imperial capital first. But now I've changed my mind; take all your Yin Soldiers and Corpse Demons and annihilate the imperial capital along with its surrounding cities within one night. Spare no effort—even if it means total annihilation of your forces."
"Yes!" The Demon King accepted the command, wielding the Demon King's Great Halberd, and turned to fly towards the imperial capital.
After the Demon King left, Song Qianqiu looked at Taihe Zhenren and Dongfang Yuqing, coldly uttering a single word: "Kill."
"Go!" Taihe Zhenren soared into the air on his sword, with Dongfang Yuqing closely following, both ascending higher.
The Void Array Pattern lit up as the Void Technique was cast by the White-Robed Old Scholar to seal off their surroundings. "Do you think you can escape in front of me?" Song Qianqiu declared.
"Die!" Taihe Zhenren, suspended in mid-air, turned back and slashed his sword towards Song Qianqiu.
Song Qianqiu snorted, grasping the power of the void, and suddenly clamped down on Taihe Zhenren's sword light. The sword light was abruptly shattered, and Song Qianqiu punched out, causing Taihe Zhenren's Righteous Qi to tremble slightly as he landed on the ground.
"Oh, I almost forgot you are from Wudang. This Righteous Qi is the first line of defense in Daoist Arts, known as absolute defense," Song Qianqiu remarked, glancing at Miao Guanyin.
Miao Guanyin's dark eyes held no glimmer of light. She gathered her palms together, and an illusion appeared, reflecting the shadows of Taihe Zhenren and Dongfang Yuqing within it. Taihe Zhenren struck Dongfang Yuqing away with a palm, pushing him far from his side. The surrounding air suddenly compressed, causing plants to explode with a crackling sound as they were shattered into fine dust. Taihe Zhenren immediately expanded his defenses and cast the Righteous Qi Formula.
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