The clear-featured Taoist priest approached the procession with a smiling face, but was stopped by servants guarding the outer perimeter, who asked him to detour or wait until the procession had passed before crossing.
He seemed to be a good-tempered person, still smiling as he gently nodded in agreement.
Just as everyone’s attention was withdrawing, the clear-featured Taoist priest suddenly took large steps, rushing straight toward the carriage where the head of the Yu family was located!
Deng, Deng, Deng! Each of his steps sounded like drumming on the earth, powerful and forceful, shaking the many servants so violently that they bled from all seven orifices and fainted directly.
Deng, Deng, Deng! Although no unusual phenomena appeared, his speed was extremely fast, and within a breath, he had broken through numerous obstacles.
“There’s an assassin!” Fortunately, someone finally realized what was happening, though from a distance.
Zheng! Swords and blades were drawn together, palms slapped outward, and air currents surged.
Dang! Dang! Dang! The clear-featured Taoist priest never stopped advancing. Blades and palms struck his body without effect, but those who hit him were sent flying backward and collapsed, unable to rise.
In the blink of an eye, he charged forward like a wild bull, clearing a broad path and approaching the carriage.
A trident with three sharp edges appeared in his hand. He gripped it with both hands and slashed diagonally downward.
The tip of the trident rotated and changed, seemingly creating a spiral that drew into the void, dazzlingly bright as if it could block out the sky and sun.
This slash did not invoke the power of heaven and earth, but was extremely intricate. Meng Qi watched in astonishment, as if someone were demonstrating the Yuxu Qingyuan Sword Technique for him!
From the moment the clear-featured Taoist priest began his charge to when he reached the carriage, everything happened extremely quickly. The head of the Yu family was still observing the situation and had not yet made a decision.
Seeing this, his expression slightly changed. He raised both hands, their color resembling bronze, blocking the incoming blade with a posture like trying to set the sky ablaze.
His technique was mysterious and profound, seemingly embodying the principles of the universe, yet similarly not invoking the natural forces.
This surprised Meng Qi greatly.
Bang!
The blade struck the bronze hands, producing a dull sound as air currents surged outward, terrifyingly powerful.
The four horses did not even have time to neigh before their bones shattered, collapsing lifelessly to the ground. The carriage lowered several feet, with its wheels completely sinking into the earth!
Suddenly, the lower half of the clear-featured Taoist priest transformed into a python, a mix of golden and snow-white, roaring and coiling to wrap around the Yu family head and the carriage in one motion.
His upper body remained unchanged as he wielded the trident like a staff, striking downward with the momentum of overturning the sea.
The Yu family head’s surrounding qi blades struck the snake body, attempting to cut it apart, but could only produce metallic clashing sounds.
At the same time, his hands changed continuously, like weaving a net, meeting the trident with a blend of emptiness and solidity.
Bang! The carriage completely exploded.
The battle was extremely fast, with the two collisions almost happening simultaneously. Watching this, Meng Qi’s eyes twitched slightly: “How terrifying this power is… but why didn’t the Yu family head invoke the power of heaven and earth, creating a big commotion that would trigger the array formations…”
Just then, a figure swiftly darted from the right side of the carriage. When Meng Qi sensed it, he could only see thick, jet-black long hair tightly pressed against the back, a tall figure with long, powerful legs.
Doumu Yuanjun… feeling its aura, Meng Qi was suddenly startled.
She had come too?
A terrifying expert who once chased Xuan Yuanzi, the chief steward of the Zhenwu Sect and a master of worldly affairs, into a humiliating retreat. She had already reached the peak of the Outer Scenery realm over a decade ago!
The “Fairyland Trace” operation was truly grand-scale this time!
Taking advantage of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun’s chaos and entanglement with the strongest Yu family head, Doumu Yuanjun charged through the outer defenses like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, without the slightest hesitation.
Her aura was mighty and vast, as if accompanied by numerous heavy presences. A Yu family expert reacted, raising his sword to strike.
“The Yu family’s foundation is indeed impressive; they casually have an expert nearing the Heaven-Man Unity…” Just as this thought surfaced in Meng Qi’s mind, Doumu Yuanjun struck the sword with no flourish.
Peng!
The Yu family expert, along with his sword, exploded, flesh flying everywhere, directly obliterated!
“I thought that without invoking the power of heaven and earth, I could ‘directly confront’ an Outer Scenery expert, but now it seems that might only apply to those who haven’t crossed the celestial threshold or are not particularly fast… Doumu Yuanjun is too terrifying…” Meng Qi stared in shock as Doumu Yuanjun’s palms flew, one body after another exploding, until two opponents merely spat blood and flew backward.
“Outer Scenery… There are actually two Outer Scenery experts just casually present…” Meng Qi suddenly felt a deep suspicion towards the Yu family. They weren’t a top-tier family, yet they already had three Outer Scenery experts traveling outside. Were they not concerned about their foundation in Southern Province anymore?
Doumu Yuanjun charged past two Outer Scene experts and reached the front of the Jade Dragon Purple Carriage. Suddenly, the carriage driver, Yulong Zi, and the two guards beside the carriage all attacked simultaneously—some with blades, others with swords, whips, or fists—each strike carrying the momentum to shake heaven and earth, yet none of them invoked the natural forces.
Another four external scenes… Meng Qi instinctively stepped forward, shielding Su Ziyue and Su Zihua behind him.
This is already the seventh outer scene, while many top forces only have thirty or forty!
What exactly is the origin of the Yu family?
Bang! The clash of two palms against eight hands produced a dull, muffled sound. The guards staggered backward, leaving deep footprints in their retreat. The coachman swiftly coiled his whip and struck the horses. A trickle of blood seeped from Yulong Zi’s lips, and she seemed on the verge of collapsing. However, the maid behind her pressed a finger against her back, channeling energy to help dissipate the lingering force.
After pointing out, this maid in green clothes and plain skirt underwent a tremendous transformation. Her brows and eyes relaxed, becoming exquisitely flawless—like an orchid in a secluded valley, yet also resembling the most dangerous and alluring datura flower.
Gu Xiaosang!
Meng Qi’s pupils contracted as he suddenly grasped the whole situation. “Yulongzi” was the origin of Xiao Zi’s nickname, and the Yu family served as the Luo Sect’s public aristocratic identity. For some unknown reason, their traces had been exposed and discovered by the Immortal Trace faction. Taking advantage of their attendance at the banquet, the Immortal Trace launched a surprise attack to seize the Demon Order of the Sacred Emperor!
No wonder the Yu family dared not harness the power of heaven and earth—otherwise, with so many external manifestations, suspicion would surely have been aroused!
Gu Xiaosang lowered her eyes with a solemn and sacred demeanor, accompanied by five external scenes that formed an array, finally holding off Doumu Yuanjun.
As Meng Qi’s thoughts raced, the coachman who hadn’t joined the formation had already lunged forward. His whip whistled through the air, creating a sonic boom, its movements too fast to discern.
After the saintess was exposed, he would never allow the three members of the Su family to have any chance of causing a major disturbance!
The coachman’s aura was terrifying, his spiritual pressure overwhelming. Meng Qi’s vision was filled with hallucinations, as if enemies were attacking from all directions.
The grass and trees were lush, not yet withered or yellow. A cool breeze blew gently, and the night was refreshing. At this perilous moment, Meng Qi actually closed his eyes and took a light breath.
The fluctuations of the primordial qi between heaven and earth, stirred by the surrounding conditions, naturally reflected everything in Meng Qi’s mind with perfect clarity.
In the sensation of blending with heaven and earth, the “Heaven’s Wound” was slowly and heavily swung, as if entangled in illusions.
Snap!
The long whip clashed with the blade, attempting to entangle it, but Meng Qi wielded both the back and the hilt of his saber as weapons, executing continuous variations in his attacks.
Bang, bang, bang—the sounds of collision continued endlessly. Meng Qi’s blade techniques were fully displayed, yet he didn’t retreat even half a step.
Although his hands ached from the tiger’s bite and his energy surged chaotically, relying on his extraordinary strength and physical prowess, as well as the force-dissipating technique of the Undying Seal, he managed to avoid being instantly overwhelmed.
The long whip unfurled, transforming into streaks of lightning with each strike—mysterious and unfathomable, yet perfectly aligned with the rhythm of heaven and earth, reaching the pinnacle of perfection.
Meng Qi’s blade moved laboriously, as if weighed down by countless restraints, yet each strike precisely severed the pivotal points where his opponent’s attacks merged with the rhythm of heaven and earth, shattering the layers of whip shadows.
At this moment, Dugu Tiandao could no longer be distinguished from one another!
For the first time in his life, Meng Qi felt that his swordsmanship and blade techniques had ascended to the level of a master, already carrying the aura of an external scene!
In the heat of battle, Meng Qi flicked his long blade, breaking free from constraints as he unleashed eight consecutive strikes. Some blended hardness with softness, others blurred the line between yin and yang, while certain cuts embodied the unity of life and death—each stroke resonated with a fundamental truth of heaven and earth.
Eight blades struck in rapid succession, forcing the coachman to rely on the speed of the external scenery to dodge. Meanwhile, Meng Qi, appearing to advance while actually retreating, suddenly stepped back. With a swift strike of his saber hilt, Su Ziyue was sent flying dozens of feet, landing beside a tree. She felt no pain but lost consciousness immediately.
Su Zihua was entangled by a master of the Luo Sect’s Enlightenment technique. With his palms and sword working in perfect harmony, he fought against four opponents without losing ground.
“My cheap elder brother seems to have achieved communion between heaven and man, and he hasn’t even exerted his full strength yet. Truly, appearances can be deceiving…” Meng Qi’s thoughts flashed through his mind as the carriage driver lunged at him again.
This time, although Meng Qi was at a disadvantage, the exchanges were mutual, and both sides tacitly refrained from using techniques that could stir the power of heaven and earth. Even their external scene ultimate moves merely showcased the subtleties of transformation.
On the other side, the head of the Yu family broke free from the serpent’s tail entanglement, while the True Lord of Purity and Source also reverted to human form. Yet, he fought with increasing ferocity—his Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Blade swung with either overwhelming force or exquisite finesse. Moreover, he wielded his head, arms, chest, back, dantian, legs, and even hair as weapons. Any enemy who touched him perished instantly, and soon, he had cleared out all the minions.
Suddenly, he let out a low growl as another head sprouted from his neck, and two additional arms emerged from his shoulders. Though not the divine manifestation of the Dharmakāya, he now possessed two heads and four arms.
Originally wielding a triple-pointed, double-edged blade with both hands to suppress the head of the Yu family, his newly manifested arms—one gripping a sword, the other a saber—suddenly launched an attack as they passed the spot where Meng Qi and the coachman were engaged, drawing the coachman into the battle as well.
This is truly the Eight-Nine Arcane Art… Meng Qi silently praised in his heart. Without coordinating with the True Lord of Clear Origin and Wondrous Path, he took several strides forward. His long blade embodied five profound essences as it descended from above, slashing toward the formation connecting Gu Xiaosang and the five external scene experts—like a thunderbolt striking from the heavens!
This stroke was crooked and slanted, yet it sliced through the gaps in the air currents stirred by the formation, like a master butcher carving an ox.
Given any opportunity, Meng Qi would never let Gu Xiaosang off!
Inside stood the Doumu Yuanjun, while outside, the long blade directed the pivotal mechanism of the formation. Yet, Gu Xiaosang’s expression remained unchanged. She merely cast a glance at Meng Qi, her beautiful eyes bright and clear, filled with a mix of sorrow and resentment, capable of both joy and reproach. Deep within them lay a pool of water, mesmerizing and soul-drowning.
A ethereal voice seemed to echo in Meng Qi’s heart, like self-mockery or a sigh:
“Must I save you a hundred, a thousand times before you believe in my sincerity?”
His spirit trembled slightly, but Meng Qi’s heart instantly turned to iron, and his longsword did not hesitate in the slightest.
Around Gu Xiaosang, it was as if an abyssal sea had formed, with invisible ribbons drifting and connecting to other external scenes. Yet now, one by one, these ribbons were severed beneath the long blade, causing cracks to appear in the formation.
At the critical moment, she formed a hand seal before her chest, her entire being growing increasingly ethereal, exuding a solemn and sacred aura. The Luo Sect members present all directed beams of illusory light toward her, converging between her hands to form a small divine statue—one that bore an uncanny resemblance to Gu Xiaosang’s breathtaking beauty.
Without harnessing the power of heaven and earth, the divine statue merged into Gu Xiaosang’s body. Her aura surged abruptly, as if she had transcended this world. Then, with a single finger pointed forward, tranquility and serenity enveloped the void, accompanied by a divine resonance.
Eternal Venerable Mother, the True Void Homeland!
Palms and fingers clashed, radiating a pure white brilliance. Gu Xiaosang took a step back, unharmed!
Meng Qi was about to launch a pincer attack when suddenly his hair stood on end—he sensed a streak of light shooting toward his back from the forest behind him.
It moved so fast it seemed unreal—barely perceptible before it struck the protective aura.
“Hey, all of you must die!” A hoarse voice echoed as a streak of purple lightning shot into the sky and vanished in an instant, yet the divine capital’s grand formation had already been triggered.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!
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