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The Old Witch was lost in thought when suddenly, a large hand reached out from the void, grasping at her neck. In an instant, she transformed into black smoke and vanished, reappearing five zhang away in front of the Old Taoist.
"Brother Dao, you truly have remarkable skills. May I ask your name?" the Old Witch inquired.
The Old Taoist opened his eyes, golden light shining briefly before fading away. He asked, "Do you know what era it is now? What year is it in the Demon Moon Calendar?"
The Old Witch gasped in shock. Everyone knew that it was now the tenth millennium of the Zhonghuang Calendar. How could he be asking about the Demon Moon Calendar? Could he be from ancient times?
"Brother Dao, you're joking too much. From your tone, could it be that you are still from Ancient Times? Don't tell me you're an Immortal," the Old Witch said, unafraid of the Old Taoist. Anyone who could survive in the cultivation world was certainly not an immortal. Moreover, she did not believe that anyone could truly achieve immortality. The Central Sovereign had ruled Zhongzhou for ten thousand years, with dozens of emperors succeeding one another; it was absurd for someone to mention legends from ten millennia ago.
The brutal and unprincipled Demon Moon Temple had been jointly destroyed by the Five Elements Continent's five domains. That battle had been extremely fierce, even drawing out top experts from the powerful dragon clan.
"Seeing that your cultivation is not easy, if you tell me everything I want to know, I can spare you. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" The Old Witch laughed heartily. "I, the Old Witch, have been invincible my entire life. Aside from the unfortunate defeat at the hands of the Eastern Wasteland Invincible Sage who was crushed by the Divine Monkey, there truly isn't anyone I fear. I previously lost to the Number One in the World and Consort of Rain; if I can't kill you today, then I will take my own life here!"
"The Number One in the World? Ignorant!" The Old Taoist shouted and immediately struck out. With a wave of his sleeve, countless sword energies spread out like a storm towards the Old Witch.
The Old Witch was taken aback and knelt down, her fingers digging into the earth as boundless ghostly energy surged up from below to block the torrent of sword energy. However, a massive sword shot straight towards her chest. The Old Witch grasped it but was still forced back a hundred zhang, crashing into a rock.
Suddenly, a black sun appeared behind her as she summoned a wisp of ghostly essence that flickered in her hand. With a gentle squeeze, three ghostly figures emerged around the Old Taoist, their terrifying and eerie presence opening wide their blood-red mouths to devour him.
Without lifting his head, the Old Taoist slightly parted his lips and calmly said, "Little Daoluer."
With just a single gesture, three streams of pure energy spiraled around the ghostly figures. They struggled for a moment before dissipating.
However, a smile crept onto the Old Witch's lips as a colossal staff shot towards the Old Taoist from behind like lightning!
Boom!
By the time the Old Taoist noticed it was too late; he could only activate his powerful protective aura to defend himself. But the Old Witch's staff was known as the Skybreaker Staff—it could pierce through heaven itself, let alone a mere human!
The old Taoist had a large hole pierced through his chest, his face twisted in agony, nearly driven to madness. He opened his eyes, which shone like golden lanterns, and shouted at the Old Witch, "You seek death!"
With a single palm strike, he sent the Skybreaker Staff flying, piercing through the towering mountains behind him and startling countless birds and beasts.
The Old Witch formed seals with her hands, preparing to unleash her most powerful Demon King technique to deal with the old Taoist.
As dusk fell, ghostly shadows loomed ominously!
The old Taoist dismissed her entirely, coughing up blood as he said, "So it’s a treasure from the Refining Sect. No wonder it can harm me. Your mere Demon King Technique is utterly foolish before me!"
Suddenly, an ancient Bagua Copper Plate expanded infinitely, hovering above the Old Witch's head and covering the entire mountain range. Countless shimmering characters poured down from the Bagua Copper Plate; each character was a spell of Exorcism. The flow of Dao energy and Spirit Energy in this area was significantly affected!
The Old Witch's Demon King aura was greatly restricted. She realized she had encountered her nemesis; this old Taoist was clearly from a lineage specializing in Exorcism techniques. They were both in the Tribulation Period, but she found herself at a disadvantage. If she didn’t find another way out, with her current power, she would likely lose more than win. Most importantly, this body severely limited her True Qi circulation. Without even a trace of True Qi flowing through her veins, her meridians felt like they were about to burst. This body had never been refined by True Qi; suddenly bearing such immense True Qi pressure could easily lead to blood collapse and death. She could barely exert even six layers of her cultivation!
The Old Witch soared into the sky but was directly struck to pieces by the runes on the Bagua Copper Plate! The old Taoist knew that this was merely an illusion of her avatar and thus remained calm, casually producing several array flags from his sleeve to seal off the area, intending to catch her like a fish in a barrel!
The Old Witch's true form appeared beside the old Taoist, striking towards him with a palm. He raised his hand to meet hers, their True Qi clashing violently. The shockwaves radiated outward for miles around them.
The Old Witch's long hair was whipped into disarray by the powerful airflow, while the old Taoist's purple-gold crown was blown off his head, and his robe billowed straight back.
The two engaged in a fierce battle of True Qi—neither side willing to back down; whoever faltered first would be doomed!
"You are far from my match in True Qi!" The old Taoist's cultivation was astonishing; he had been nearly invincible in his prime. It was only that transcending tribulation seemed hopeless for him. There were rumors that he sought greater ambitions and intended to influence future generations; thus, he deliberately buried himself away until great times returned so he could emerge from ancient lands and seize opportunities from later generations!
In those days when the Celestial Path flourished, transcending tribulation attracted many covetous eyes since every expert in the Tribulation Period possessed Dao artifacts and various rare cultivation methods. However, cultivators only had a lifespan of about a thousand years; as they aged and their bodies decayed, even if their cultivation improved, their physical forms would inevitably deteriorate and become unfit for prolonged battles. Some speculated that the old Taoist’s sudden disappearance was to evade dozens of enemies from the Tribulation Period who sought his life. The truth remained unknown, but ultimately he survived and reappeared in this era!
"You are overestimating yourself!" With a sharp shout, the old Taoist prepared to use all his strength to crush the Old Witch before him. However, he suddenly felt his True Qi falter; frowning deeply, he realized he was a resurrected being whose greatest weakness was his lifespan—sustained by True Qi. He should have sought out abundant life essence but unexpectedly encountered a formidable opponent here and engaged in battle. After ten thousand years of slumber had dulled his mind, he hadn’t thought of this crucial point until now—regret flooded him too late!
"Just a decaying person," the Old Witch said as she looked at the increasingly waning aura of the old Taoist. She had already discovered his secret when they first clashed; his life force flickered like a candle in the wind, on the verge of extinguishing!
"Never did I expect that the experts of later generations would be so incompetent. I, of all people, have fallen to someone as dull-witted as you. It's unacceptable, utterly unacceptable! Alas, my Celestial Path plan has come to naught..." The old Daoist's breath faded away, and after he finished speaking, he was struck dead by the Old Witch with a single palm. His decaying flesh and life essence quickly dissipated, soon turning into a pile of dry bones. Moments later, the bones turned to ash; he was ultimately dead.
"You are the one who is dull-witted. Otherwise, how could you die at my hands? It takes no more than fifty percent of my strength to kill someone like you," the Old Witch said begrudgingly as she picked up the Bagua Copper Plate that had fallen to the ground and turned to leave.
After the Old Witch departed, a shadow appeared in the spot where she had just fought. He pondered her words but ultimately chose not to pursue her.
"The Zhou Tian Da Luo Pan? It must be a counterfeit; otherwise, if it were genuine, the Daoist from the Demon Moon Period wouldn't have died. I should find a talented young man to possess; otherwise, this reincarnated body won't last even ten days. I must quickly locate the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King."
Meanwhile, over a hundred miles away, after confirming that no one was pursuing her, the Old Witch crashed to the ground, spitting out blood. Her complexion was extremely grim as she struggled to conceal her injuries; she had already sensed that someone was watching her from the shadows—and it wasn't just one person!
"How can they be so strong? Out of nowhere, figures from Ancient Times have resurfaced. What on earth is happening?" The Old Witch gritted her teeth and endured the pain in her body as she entered seclusion to heal.
At this moment, within the army of demons that had retreated to the edge of the Five Elements Continent, countless ten-foot-tall Flame Demons were bowing before a middle-aged man radiating black and red light. This man bore numerous silver demonic patterns on his body, each pulsating with flowing blood. From a distance, these patterns appeared vivid and sinister, exuding an aura that sent chills down one's spine. His face was also covered in demonic patterns, his pupils deep and terrifying; each step he took echoed with the sound of clanking armor.
This high-ranking middle-aged man approached a tent emanating overwhelming demonic energy and knelt on one knee with utmost respect. "Demon Lord, your foresight is indeed remarkable. Figures from Ancient Times are appearing across the Five Elements Continent; each one is a master from the Tribulation Period and quite formidable. The great chaos has already begun; if we seize Zhongzhou now, we will surely achieve great success!"
"No, let them weaken each other first. If it weren't for my earlier sensing of the Ten Thousand Year Ginseng King's emergence, why would our demon army have retreated?" A distant and ancient voice echoed from within the tent.
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