“Yuanshi Tianzun…” Yu Mian Feilong’s pupils shrank, his stance balanced and poised, his aura ethereal and distant, like an overarching sky covering the earth.
This world also had myths and legends of Yuanshi Tianzun and Daode Tianzun, but their evolved images were somewhat different, so he momentarily failed to recognize the figure.
Someone mysterious appearing, knocking on the door the very moment he sensed their presence, wearing the mask of the Celestial opener of Heaven and the foremost figure of the Daoist sect—such a person beside the door was definitely not to be underestimated. Yu Mian Feilong, Yu Zishou, did not recklessly attack but remained fully alert, intending to hear their intentions first, because the figure seemed closely related to Xiao Qing. If he attacked directly without inquiry, he might miss crucial information and sever a channel of communication.
If he was going to resolve this, he would do so thoroughly and once for all, avoiding lingering unease.
Of course, if things turned sour, he could create a commotion to summon the elders from half a step away.
The number of experts at the level of “External Scenery” across the land was limited, all well-known individuals; it was impossible for another to appear out of nowhere.
“Esteemed friend, sneaking into Tianzhi Xiang at night, what is your true purpose?” Yu Mian Feilong instinctively stepped in front of Qin Qing, separating the two and assuming a protective posture.
Meng Qi concealed his aura, circulating the “Bajiu Xuangong” to simulate the “Yuxu Kaitian Gong.” Internally, his world transformed into chaos, manifesting the infinite, making him seem hollow and transparent. At first glance, he appeared penetrable, but closer inspection revealed that even one’s gaze was infected by the void, mysteriously dissipating, unable to sense the flow of true energy or muscle reactions.
In the heart of a half-step “External Scenery” expert like Yu Zishou, this was an unfathomable enemy!
“You imprison our members and dare ask why I am here?” Meng Qi controlled his throat, his voice resonating like a bell or chime within the room, awakening those lost in the sea of suffering.
Yu Zishou’s mind stirred: “Your members?”
In his mental reflection, Qin Qing’s expression subtly changed, her lips quivering, emotions indiscernible.
“Didn’t she tell you?” Meng Qi’s voice remained steady. “Stealing the Qilin Pendant was a test task I assigned them; upon success, they would officially become members of our organization.”
“You lied to me?” Yu Zhi Shou’s gaze darkened, tinged with both sorrow and anger.
Qin Qing bit her lower lip slightly, leaving a faint mark, and coldly replied, “You captured us; naturally, we had to seek a way to escape.”
That wasn’t the main point—shouldn’t he be questioning the mysterious organization instead? Meng Qi glanced at them and spoke again: “In ancient times, the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were not mere legends; however, the worlds have since become separated and inaccessible. Our organization spans all the Heavens, its strength indescribable—ask Qin Qing if you doubt me.”
“Xiao Qing…” Yu Zhi Shou furrowed his brows, sensing the other was weaving an extremely clumsy lie.
Qin Qing spoke indifferently: “Even strong figures like Master Xi Yue are merely ordinary members in our organization, with countless others surpassing them—true celestial beings.”
“Hmph, lies too exaggerated will not deceive anyone.” Yu Mian Feilong sneered.
Meng Qi’s tone remained unchanged: “The Nine Heavens also have legends of treasures and the Daoist Tianzun, but have you ever wondered why only the legacy of Dangmo Tianzun remains?”
“Dangmo Tianzun’s legacy? Hmph, these are merely myths passed down by ancient, ignorant people; how could they possibly be true?” Yu Mian Feilong increasingly felt the other was attempting a clumsy deception.
“Is that so? If you were to ask a core disciple of Jushen Zhuang, you would understand that all the Nine Heavens’ inheritances originate from Dangmo Tianzun.” Meng Qi intentionally raised the previous question, gradually leading into further details to enhance credibility, subtly influencing Yu Mian Feilong’s mind.
From the perspective of the tomb chamber where the coffin was placed, only Huangfu Tao had the audacity to venture deep inside, observing the lightning scars. The ancestors of the Nine Heavens seemed to sense the presence of evil spirits and refrained from entering deeply, leaving after obtaining the martial arts inheritances and related items, without seeing the words “Zhenwu’s Tomb.”
“That tomb belongs to Dangmo Tianzun?” Yu Zishou was greatly shocked.
The mystery of the tomb had lingered in the minds of the Nine Heavens’ people for many years.
Qin Qing also showed shock; she had long heard rumors about the tomb in the thousand-mile mountain range, never expecting it to belong to Dangmo Tianzun.
“I only heard this through indirect sources, supposedly from Jushen Zhuang. Since the Nine Heavens possess Dangmo Tianzun’s legacy, where then lie the inheritances of other Tianzuns?” Meng Qi asked again.
He was unafraid of the truth about Zhenwu’s false tomb being spread by Qin Qing. Firstly, Zhenwu certainly would not return to this place, and the chances of completing a linked task in the future were low. Secondly, the evil spirit was but a malevolent thought of Zhenwu, not easily dealt with; unless suppressed, at least a “Dharma Body” expert would dare to enter. Therefore, it could not be easily eliminated.
If the Fairy Ruins organization explored Zhenwu’s false tomb, he could join in, attempting to awaken Huangfu Tao opportunistically.
Yu Mian Feilong fell silent, still doubtful but beginning to believe faintly.
“In our organization, someone of my strength is merely average. Even if you block me today, you will face an even stronger enemy next time—opponents that even four External Scenery experts together could not handle,” Meng Qi stated plainly.
You’re wearing the Yuanshi Tianzun mask and still claim to be an average member? Qin Qing found it hard to believe.
Yu Mian Feilong exhaled deeply, gazed affectionately at Qin Qing, and resolutely declared, “Though I still find it hard to believe such an organization exists, I shall pretend to believe it for now.”
“Even if it is true, I will not retreat one step. Some things are more important than life itself!”
“Xiao Qing’s strength is ordinary. If your organization is as powerful as you claim, why go to such lengths to recruit her? Surely, what would it take for me to secure her freedom? The Qilin Pendant?”
Regardless, the “Yuanshi Tianzun” before him was indeed powerful, possibly even superior to himself!
Qin Qing’s expression subtly changed, her eyes complex, ultimately remaining silent.
“It’s too late.” Yu Zishou heard the “Yuanshi Tianzun” speak tonelessly.
It was true; the mission had changed. Even with the Qilin Pendant, it could no longer be completed.
“Too late…” Yu Mian Feilong’s face darkened, deciding to settle it with force.
At that moment, he saw Yuanshi Tianzun take a step forward, his aura like the sky and a towering mountain, vast and ethereal, appearing indifferent due to his impartiality toward all things:
“I did not expect you to be a sentimental fool. Have you considered Tianzhi Xiang? If your actions destroy the legacy of generations, how could you face your ancestors?”
Yu Mian Feilong was momentarily stunned, a surge of grief and sorrow rising in his heart. Though he had resolved to keep Xiao Qing at any cost, if the other party truly possessed such power and came to destroy Tianzhi Xiang…
He owed Tianzhi Xiang a great debt, yet for his own selfishness, he might doom his sect. Even if he succeeded in keeping Xiao Qing, he would be haunted by guilt, never smiling again, perhaps even wishing to die.
But if he let Xiao Qing go…
Memories flooded his mind: a woman neither proud nor humble; one undisturbed by wealth and glory; a witty conversationalist who always made him smile; a woman who, under the moonlight, removed her disguise, leaving him awestruck…
What if he never saw her again?
What if she fell into another man’s arms?
The thoughts brought unbearable sorrow, jealousy, anger, and grief, emotions too thick to dissipate.
No, he hadn’t confirmed whether it was a lie—how could he imagine so much?
Bad, his mind was being influenced!
Yu Mian Feilong suddenly awakened, circulating his true energy to nourish his Yuan Shen, forcibly breaking free from those visions and escaping the ocean of his mind.
His vision cleared, seeing “Yuanshi Tianzun” take another step forward, raising his right hand. His aura suddenly became ancient and majestic, grand and solemn, compelling reverence and making one reluctant to face him directly.
Meng Qi had spoken so much nonsense earlier precisely to gradually influence Yu Mian Feilong’s mind, making his hidden anxieties and worries more vivid, so that the “Sky-Transforming and Earth-Shaking Method” could succeed in one move!
Otherwise, with the Yuan Shen and mind cultivation of a half-step “External Scenery” expert, he certainly could not have stirred the other’s memories!
Before reaching the “Where Is There Any Dust?” level, mind cultivation was not a one-time achievement; it changed with experiences and states of mind.
The mind is like a bright mirror, requiring constant polishing!
Meng Qi’s right palm descended, and the heavens and earth suddenly became dim, the air collapsing before his palm, dark and shadowy.
Yu Mian Feilong held his breath, seeing the “Yuanshi Tianzun’s” five fingers as white as jade, long and powerful, seemingly encompassing the heavens and earth, including all positions, making evasion or resistance impossible, the pressure bearing down on his mind and forehead!
Under such pressure, he forcefully drove his true energy, raising both palms as if transforming into the sky, embracing all things, concealing various dangers—gales, lightning, thunderfire…
The surrounding chairs and tables shattered simultaneously, as if clouds were rising.
Caught off guard and influenced by the “Sky-Transforming and Earth-Shaking Method,” Yu Mian Feilong could not immediately unleash an “External Scenery” killing move, only fully mobilizing his true energy and spirit.
Crack! That all-encompassing palm was extraordinarily heavy, like a mountain from beyond the universe, crushing the “sky,” causing it to rupture and the heavens and earth to tilt. The air surged, dark and lightless, like the end of the world!
Bang!
The single palm struck the dual palms. The howling gales vanished, the flashing lightning stopped, the dancing thunderfire extinguished. Yu Mian Feilong’s lips bled, his feet seemingly embedded into the floor up to the ankles.
Meng Qi swiftly passed by, his left hand reaching out, fingers wriggling, as if containing countless changes, instantly seizing Qin Qing and sealing her acupoints.
Her intentions were still unclear; he had to be cautious. After all, if she truly couldn’t bear to leave, he could return later at a cost. He couldn’t endanger his companions because of that!
Yu Mian Feilong forcefully pulled himself up, about to launch a counterattack, when he saw the “Yuanshi Tianzun” carrying Qin Qing, directly smashing through the wall and rushing toward the valley’s exit.
Killing a half-step “External Scenery” expert was the hardest, defeating them second, while rescuing someone from their side was relatively the easiest—just create an opportunity to grab the person and escape!
Yu Mian Feilong flew into a rage, chasing furiously, while several elders, alerted by the commotion, also rushed over.
Meng Qi stepped forward using the innate footwork of the “Yuxu Palm,” subtly embodying certain principles of the universe, almost rivaling the extensively practiced Illusory Demon Body Techniques. He swiftly maneuvered, using buildings, trees, and mountain paths to continuously alter his form and obscure his trail, gradually increasing the distance.
Yu Mian Feilong could draw upon the power of heaven and earth, and in terms of pure speed, he certainly surpassed Meng Qi. However, the obstacles ahead and the other’s unpredictable transformations left him momentarily helpless, forcing him to persistently trail behind, as did the elders.
Once the distance grew sufficiently large, Lao Pan, Wang Dongyuan, and Yingzi suddenly heard the cold yet now strangely comforting voice of the Master of the Six Dao Reincarnation and immediately chose to return.
“‘Yuanshi Tianzun’ is truly formidable; how soon after leaving did he accomplish this?” they all shared similar thoughts.
Feeling a certain wondrous transformation, Meng Qi suddenly threw Qin Qing forward, dispersing his true energy into her to unseal her acupoints.
Qin Qing, mid-air, turned her head for one last glance before swiftly vanishing without a trace.
Yu Mian Feilong circled around the trees, seeing the distant “Yuanshi Tianzun” standing proudly.
He clasped his hands in a salute, his body emitting a green glow, as if divine, instantly disappearing.
This… Yu Mian Feilong instinctively halted his steps.
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