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Mount Tai has been known as the Mountain of Emperors since ancient times, the foremost among the Five Great Mountains. Records from the Qin Emperor's era indicate that the First Emperor conducted a grand ceremony there, and throughout history, various dynasties built temples, sculpted deities, and inscribed stone tablets.
The overlapping mountain rocks were covered in ancient pines, yet at this moment, the heat was unbearable, flames rising everywhere.
Yu Youya was reduced to ashes in the raging fire. I looked up at Nangong on the mountain; his brows were furrowed in anger, his skin resembling cracked magma.
I asked, "After all your efforts to bring us here, why do you now make yourself look like a monster?"
Nangong snorted and replied, "Looking like a monster is better than being dead. Since I dared to bring you here, I can ensure you leave with no return. The grudge of exterminating my family must be avenged, and the grudge against the Child will naturally be settled with you!"
I retorted, "Did you not think of this when you exterminated Qingyun and Emei? Don’t talk to me about the survival of the fittest; you are unworthy! And that arrogant Nangong Lin—when I killed him before, I offered you a chance to save him. If you could have done so, I would have spared him. But you failed; ultimately, it’s your own incompetence. You’ve already reached perfection in the Mahayana Realm, just a step away from becoming Supreme. Why not put down the Sun Refining Cauldron and spar with me for a few rounds?"
Nangong glanced at me sideways and said, "You might as well let me capture you easily."
"Fine then. Since you're so confident, hold onto the Sun Refining Cauldron," I said as I walked toward the mountaintop.
"Be careful," Yunxi warned, while others feared for my safety against Immortal Nangong.
Nangong had been famous for many years; decades ago he had already reached great mastery. Among the Five Great Sect Leaders, he was one of the strongest. Now that the Five Major Sects had perished, he was the only surviving leader. With the Sun Refining Cauldron—a Daoist Sacred Artifact—in his hands, and considering I had only recently stepped into the Mahayana Realm, it would be difficult for me to compete with him. Moreover, any misstep could lead to catastrophic consequences for my path.
I signaled that I was fine and stepped onto the Altar of Sacrifice. Nangong Dao remarked, "Back then when I let you escape from Yaowang Mountain, I never expected you'd dare to stand before me like this today."
"Indeed. I never thought I'd survive; each time was a narrow escape. Yet here I am before you for a reckoning," I replied.
Nangong Dao said, "It's a pity you're just a Sickly One—arrogant enough to challenge fate."
As soon as his words fell, I vanished from his sight. The void trembled as I appeared above Nangong's head and struck down with my palm. He raised his hand to meet mine; a thunderous clash ensued as I was sent flying backward.
The void faded away as Nangong furrowed his brow, attempting to sense my location through mental waves, but he found himself unable to capture any trace. Before him, I struck again with a palm, and in the instant Nangong threw a punch, I appeared behind him and landed a blow directly on his heart.
Nangong lunged forward, and I unleashed Rift Path, aiming a punch at his landing spot. He slammed his palm onto the ground, reversing his position, and with a thunderous crash, he was blasted aside by the shockwave of the earth splitting open.
"You’re seeking death!" Nangong roared, unleashing the True Fire of Taiyi in all directions. The crowd below retreated as flames engulfed him, and he charged at me with ferocity.
A radiant starlight appeared in my eyes, my gaze terrifying as it distorted the void. Nangong's form wavered, on the verge of being sucked into the Void Turbulence. Gripping the Shuttle tightly, he suddenly broke free from the Star-Moon Secret Classic's restraints. Now that the Star-Moon Secret Classic had reached a high level of mastery, it could directly shred ordinary beings caught in the Void Turbulence.
Nangong wielded the Shuttle without being controlled by Void Technique. He reached for the Sun Refining Cauldron on the Altar of Sacrifice, surrounded by nine dragons, emanating a powerful aura of Golden Crow Fire that scorched the void.
It was said that the Golden Crow was a divine bird that thrived around the sun, unafraid of sunlight and flames. Among Dao Fire, its flames were the strongest. Of all fires, Great Crimson Fire was the fiercest; it could incinerate anything in an instant. Even gold and iron or magical artifacts would turn to ash within seconds if touched by Great Crimson Fire. The Golden Crow consumed solar flames day and night; although its Golden Crow Fire was not as potent as Great Crimson Fire, it shared the same origin.
I stepped back, feeling as though I faced a blazing furnace.
"Now you have nowhere to run!" Nangong bellowed as he soared into the air and struck at me with a punch.
I dodged swiftly; rocks exploded behind me and cliffs crumbled. Suddenly, my invisible force pierced into Nangong's waist as he swept past me. My right hand formed a seal as I chanted an Incantation; the Invisible Sword erupted instantly, showering Nangong's lower back with blood.
Golden Crow Fire followed closely behind; just a second away from where I was about to land, purple flames ignited suddenly, yet I vanished without a trace.
The void rippled as Nangong listened intently. Clenching the Shuttle tightly, he struck towards one direction with tremendous force. I let out a muffled groan and retreated, my fist turning red.
"All you do is hide like trash!" Nangong spat.
As soon as he finished speaking, I took a deep breath and suddenly raised my right hand. A Talisman inscription lit up beneath us, each Talisman binding Nangong's acupoints.
"Buddhist Formation?" Nangong exclaimed in surprise.
The Buddhist Formation was the most effective against evil spirits. Nangong cultivated the Sun Refining Technique, transforming himself into the Body of the Flame Demon. From the very beginning, I intended to use the Vajra Demon Suppression Formation from the Buddhist Sect, a formation specifically created in ancient times to combat demonic entities, originating from Leiyin Temple. It had not been used for hundreds of years. While engaging with Nangong, I secretly dispersed Dao Qi around him to set up the formation. When the time was right, I activated it, sealing all his acupoints.
Nangong struggled futilely; in terms of raw power, he indeed surpassed me. The True Fire of Taiyi and Golden Crow Fire could not touch him but could destroy magical artifacts. However, being trapped within the Vajra Demon Suppression Formation greatly limited his movements.
The crowd closed in, surrounding Nangong on the Altar of Sacrifice. Taihe Zhenren chuckled and said, "Now you can't escape!"
At that moment, two figures suddenly floated in from afar, gliding through the air without stepping on anything. Their expressions were calm; one was Li Fugui, and the other was Yu Xuanliang.
"Grandfather, Mr. Yu?" Huzi exclaimed in shock. He knew Li Fugui only practiced martial arts and did not cultivate Daoist Arts. If a Daoist master got close to him, no one would stand a chance against him. Moreover, Yu Xuanliang showed no signs of Dao Qi on his body yet they were flying through the air?
Li Fugui held a Black Spear while Yu Xuanliang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, landing before everyone.
"I didn't expect you to arrive just in time," Yu Xuanliang said.
"Mr. Yu?" I also showed a look of confusion. Clearly, neither of them possessed any Dao Qi.
"Long time no see, Yang Shao Xia. Xuanliang pays respects to all Daoist Grandmasters," Yu Xuanliang greeted politely.
"Does Yu Xuanliang carry some high-tech or invisible device?" Five transmitted a message.
"No, but he must be here specifically for Nangong. We shouldn't provoke them. Li Fugui is a martial arts master who follows him not merely out of respect or gratitude," I transmitted back while maintaining a calm demeanor. "We haven't seen Mr. Yu in a long time; these are my friends who came specifically to retrieve the Sun Refining Cauldron to deal with the Yin Soldier Army. May I ask why Mr. Yu is here?"
"Of course, I'm also here for the Sun Refining Cauldron," Yu Xuanliang replied. "However, since our goals align and you all wish to deal with the Yin Soldiers as well, and since I have no Daoist Arts at my disposal, if you can protect the common people and drive away the Yin Soldiers, that would be even better."
Li Fugui in the Vajra Demon Suppression Formation chuckled at our conversation and said, "It seems you all have me at your mercy today?"
Yu Xuanliang responded, "Nangong Master, since you are already trapped and everyone has come looking for you, why not hand over the Sun Refining Cauldron? This way we can avoid conflict. The great enemy is upon us; Song Qianqiu is ready to command the Yin Soldiers against ordinary people at any moment. Why cling to personal grudges?"
"Personal grudges?" Nangong exclaimed, a surge of emotion coursing through him. "You slaughter my entire family and kill my beloved son, and you think a mere personal grudge can be brushed aside? Since you are all here today, I will take you down in one fell swoop. As for Song Qianqiu and that Nameless Soldier, I will naturally eliminate them as well!"
With that, Nangong's fiery red battle robe billowed fiercely. He gazed at the Sun Refining Cauldron on the Altar of Sacrifice, silently reciting an incantation. The cauldron began to spin, and Nine Dragons emerged, soaring from its body to encircle the Vajra Demon Suppression Formation. The array pattern quickly shattered. Nangong's fists struck out, surrounded by the nine dragons.
With a thunderous roar, the Great Crimson Fire surged in all directions, unleashing an overwhelming wave of heat that shattered the Vajra Demon Suppression Formation, forcing everyone to retreat.
Dongfang Yuqing formed a sword gesture with his hands, causing the Five Element Sword to rotate and slash toward Nangong. Nangong snorted disdainfully and caught the Crimson Fire Sword with his bare hands, hurling it violently at Dongfang Yuqing. Dongfang Yuqing caught the sword but was sent spinning back by the immense force, his palm cut open. The other four swords returned to slice at Nangong, who leaped high into the air, stepping on the Sword Formation.
Everyone looked up as Yunxi's Tai Xu Ling coiled around him, attempting to strangle Nangong. The Sun Refining Cauldron hovered in mid-air, and the cry of the Golden Crow echoed like a sound from ancient times. The Great Crimson Fire surged toward Tai Xu Ling, forcing him to withdraw.
Meanwhile, Guo Daozhen and Taihe Zhenren acted simultaneously. Taihe Zhenren flicked his fingers to unleash a sharp gust of wind that pierced through Nangong's Body of the Flame Demon. It seemed as if Nangong was oblivious to it. Guo Daozhen reached out with his large hand to crush Nangong's Body of the Flame Demon, but the Great Crimson Fire surrounding Nangong protected him, causing Guo Daozhen's hand to sizzle as he had to retract his Divine Ability.
At that moment, a black spear shot through the void, aimed directly at Nangong; it was Li Fugui who had launched it.
Nangong sensed the threat of the Black Spear and turned to face it. He quickly gathered his energy to block this lethal attack, but the Black Spear pierced through his defenses effortlessly. In a moment of desperation, he summoned the Sun Refining Cauldron to shield himself.
With a loud clang, the Sun Refining Cauldron shook violently, sending Nangong reeling and spitting blood.
Nangong's eyes widened in fury as he declared, "What does it matter how many of you have come today? I want to see who can stop me!"
His hair flew wildly in the high winds as he soared into the sky alone. He could not possibly be a match for so many of us; even against just me he had no chance of winning. Now he was thousands of feet above ground, appearing merely as a black dot against the vast sky.
"What is he trying to do?" everyone wondered in confusion. There was no need for him to draw so many people if he intended to escape; flying so high made no sense.
The Serpent Cult had long passed down tales of the Shuttle—an artifact that allowed one to ascend or descend into the earth. If pursued by enemies, one could even dive into clouds for concealment. Yet this Nangong not only recklessly transformed himself into a Body of the Flame Demon but also flew high without fleeing—what was his purpose?
"It's almost impossible to see him now; what is going on?" Wu muttered in bewilderment.
"I'll use Tai Xu Ling to take a look," Yunxi said.
"Be careful," I reminded.
Yunxi nodded, and with Tai Xu Ling swirling around her, she leaped high into the air like a flying fairy.
"I'll go take a look too," Zhou Manman chimed in, as a lotus flower appeared beneath her feet, lifting her directly into the sky.
In the South Sea Sect's Mount Meru Divine Art, there is a technique called Step Lotus, where each step produces a lotus. This ability is innate to those who have reached the Mahayana Realm.
In ancient times, a master from the Daoist Sect known as Carefree Master proposed the theory of riding the wind with one's mind. It suggests that when a person's cultivation reaches its peak, with just a single thought, all things can manifest. With one step, one can ascend to the three realms without needing any external aid, relying solely on oneself to soar freely.
The Mount Meru Divine Art is the ultimate technique passed down by the South Sea Sect, embodying the essence of Taoist Arts—natural and formless. It teaches that a mustard seed can contain Mount Meru, and once one comprehends this truth, they can collapse the nine realms. The Mud Buddha established the Mount Meru Divine Art at Guanyin Monastery based on his own learnings. Throughout history, every abbot has been supreme; during the Mahayana Realm period, they could ride golden lotuses and traverse clouds and mist. Thus, Guanyin Monastery has always been regarded as a place of immortals among various sects.
It is not surprising for Daoists to soar through the skies with flying artifacts; however, even with great power, one cannot fly using Dao Qi alone. For those in the Mahayana Realm, leaping a hundred feet in one step is already at their limit. Therefore, in the realm of riding the wind with one's mind, Nanhai Guanyin Monastery stands alone.
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