Chapter 1441
Resistance
Chapter 1441 Resistance
At this moment, not only Canlu Fu was shocked, but also the great masters on his left and right, and even the masters watching the battle from the horizon, all felt a sense of apprehension rising in their hearts.
'This is too domineering…'
The Li family had witnessed the power of the sun. Li Quewan, holding the Sun-Evolving Light Treasure Bag, took the opportunity to injure Shangguan Mi, temporarily damaging his supernatural abilities... However, he was only inconvenienced in his use of the powers; at least he could clearly sense what the problem was and why it was happening.
Not only did Shenzang Mountain easily capture people from hundreds of miles away, but a beam of light descended upon them, and just like that, a supernatural power vanished without a trace. The mighty demon Shenlu Fu, who possessed all five powers, couldn't even find his own origins!
But the surprise was only temporary. How could the four of them let go of such a precious opportunity?
In an instant, dense light from the combined water filled the heavens and the earth, transforming into a boundless ocean. Canlu Fu, no longer possessing the "Cleansing Dew," finally fell into this ocean.
The old demon raised his head and, not seeing Fu Xuan, knew that the treasure was truly extraordinary. This Taiyin Zhenren, in order to suppress the supernatural power, could no longer personally intervene.
But there was no smile on his face—without the 'Cleansing Dew', he would not be able to break through the encirclement of the three Great Immortals, step out of this Sea of Convergence, and would not even be able to see the face of that Great Immortal Taiyin!
This makes it even more impossible to retrieve the "Looting Dew"...
'A death calamity… truly a death calamity. The 'Cleansing Dew' can save one from the three tribulations of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and cleanse the three evils of Water, Wind, and Fire, but it cannot cleanse Yin and Yang. Today, I will perish here!'
A sliver of despair finally rose in his heart, but he still did not give up.
Even... even without the 'Dew of Looting,' I still have the 'Fountain of Rebirth,' which cannot be controlled by water or burned by fire. I can hold on... hold on until there's a chance for a turnaround... I still have a few trump cards... They can't all just sit and watch me perish...
A bright halberd flew out of the darkness, knocking his head high into the air, his blood-red dragon eyes filled with malice:
'As long as I can escape with my life... even just a little bit... I will call for you all...'
'There will never be peace!'
……
"lunar…"
The distant light shot straight into the sky, raindrops tumbled in the air, and on the vast ocean, a woman in a dark blue robe stood with a gloomy face and a cold expression.
To her left stood a real person, and to her right stood a burly monk with his hands clasped together, both silently watching. In front of the three of them, however, was a smiling figure.
"Greetings, fairy."
Facing the three menacing figures, the figure remained calm, twirling the string of ink beads in his hand, standing with a smile, and said:
"Many years have passed since we last met. I never imagined that you would have become the sect leader!"
The woman frowned at him and whispered:
"Bu Zi... are you going to stop me?"
The man in blue smiled slightly and said:
"Back then, you and I met in the Southern Frontier with our respective elders and had a few exchanges. I was fortunate enough to win a round against you. Now that we have both attained supernatural powers, why don't you give us another try, Sect Master?"
The female cultivator before me is none other than the sect leader of the Wusheng Jiu Sect in the South Sea, True Person Huaiji!
This old dragon has been refining pills in the Southern Frontier for many years and has naturally made many connections. The Wusheng Jiu Sect even entrusted him with a miraculous pill. Even though the calamity today came so suddenly, this True Man immediately rushed to his aid!
Blocked by this old friend, Huaiyi was initially annoyed, but now that Chi Buzhi was all alone, she couldn't afford to offend him. For a moment, she stood frozen in place, then said coldly:
Give me a reason…
Chi Buzi stepped forward and smiled:
"Is seeking the Way enough?"
Seeing Huaiyi slightly narrow his eyes, the man in blue stepped forward and said in a low voice:
"Do you know that this old man has the 'Looting Dew' on him, which violated that person's taboo? How has he survived to this day?"
His eyes were eerily bright, and his words were icy and chilling.
"Because he and I, Chi Buzhi, were originally two pawns in the same grand scheme. Before I had the opportunity to seek enlightenment overseas, the adults certainly couldn't gamble that I had worked my way up to where I am today and was qualified to pursue the Dao..."
"And he, Canlu Fu, is a descendant of the Eighth Prince..."
Huaiqi gradually became wary, and as the young man turned his head, he sneered:
"It's impossible for someone from the Dragon faction to attain enlightenment, so even if he possesses the 'Cleansing Dew,' that person can rest easy. This makes him the most suitable choice for the two masters to jointly make their move..."
"Of course, without me."
His smile softened, and he said:
"After all, that thing was an opportunity from the ancient Yuan Dynasty, and humans are always more suitable than demons. The reason he stayed here is to prevent me from being harmed by some powerful figure. They still have something to use in the end..."
"Actually, you could say that my appearance gave this old guy the opportunity to save his life and seek the Dao at the same time."
The three people in front of them remained silent, watching the young man stand with his hands behind his back, and said:
"Otherwise, why would this old man suddenly change his mind today and become so excited and eager to prepare? As long as I, Chi Buzhi, handle the matter for the adults, he will be free. And since I, Chi Buzhi, have never sought the Dao, he will have a life-saving talisman."
Huaiqi raised his eyebrows, revealing a pair of sharp eyes, and said:
"So you want to kill him too."
"Hahahaha!"
The man in blue was very arrogant and laughed:
"That's right! I've been hoping for that old man to die! Once he's gone, that matter will be impossible without me. If anyone else tries to touch me, they'll be ruining the two lords' grand plan!"
"Boom!"
The distant roar was deafening. Chi Buzi praised:
"Not many people are willing to kill this old man, and even fewer are capable of doing so. What a pity! He actually offended Qilin. In the face of the greater good of Mingyang, even the two lords have to back down."
The tremors in the heavens and earth became more and more frequent, and Huaiqi had no choice but to clench the spiritual treasure in her hand. Knowing that she would offend the Qilin and Chi Buzhi, she was already more inclined to back down. However, she had already handed over her spiritual treasure to the old dragon. If the old man were killed now, wouldn't it be all for nothing?
In that moment of hesitation, the monk beside him suddenly turned his head, revealing a hint of hatred and jealousy. He saw a shimmering, colorful light, and a person was riding the wind across the sea.
This man was dressed in hemp clothing, his head was bald except for a long, white beard, and he wore a long, thin string of prayer beads around his neck. He moved like the wind, smiled, picked a flower, and placed it before him. He then clasped his hands together in prayer and said with a smile:
"This old monk greets fellow Daoists!"
The newcomer was an enemy, not a friend. A hint of apprehension flashed in Chi Buzhi's eyes as he realized:
"So it's Senior Jinghai!"
It was none other than Jinghai, the master of Konghai Jindi and the owner of Qinghan Wanli Temple!
This person is no ordinary person. He was born into the wrathful path and sensed the golden land through his own enlightenment. Without fully grasping it, he did not hesitate to abandon the olive branch of the Six Aspects and came to the South Sea to establish a temple. As a result, he encountered all kinds of difficulties. He has come all the way to where he is today. Although his subordinates have been captured and killed many times and wavered several times, he has long since mastered the Maha of the Seven Incarnations!
Mahayana has only been incarnated nine times, and has already stepped into the threshold of the seventh incarnation. In Mahayana's words, this means that he has attained a high level of cultivation, and the Golden Land has probably already been completely controlled by him.
Just by standing here, all sorts of colorful lights and blessed lands appear above our heads. It is truly an extraordinary and magnificent sight!
'This person is not bound by the Seven Aspects, indicating he possesses considerable skill. Furthermore, he is protected by the Golden Earth. Who knows what power resides within that forbidden area? Or perhaps some relic left behind by an ancient sage…'
Even Chi Buzhi had to be somewhat wary of such a person. He looked at the white-haired old man with a slightly gloomy expression and said in a low voice:
"I've heard that... Maha is upright and honest, and the people under the jurisdiction of Wanli Temple live in peace and prosperity. I thought you were a righteous cultivator. Are you going to become an accomplice to this evil dragon today?"
He spoke so naturally, yet Huaiyi scoffed mockingly. The old monk raised his head, his gaze seemingly kind, yet devoid of emotion, it appeared cold. He said indifferently:
"So it's young friend Chi..."
He paused, then said in a hoarse voice:
"The Qilin acted for the greater good, but it doesn't understand the teachings of the Holy Sect. Its death is of no great importance. That evil dragon has committed countless atrocities; how can it simply die? It should be spared to repay its evil deeds for countless lifetimes..."
Even someone as shameless as Chi Buzhi was taken aback by these words, but being an exceptionally intelligent person, he immediately understood. He chuckled in anger and said:
"Oh? The senior has come to enlighten me?"
The old monk, with a cold face, said:
"Exactly."
Chi Buzi's expression immediately changed, and he laughed and scolded:
"It turns out the old monk was planning to reap the benefits without lifting a finger! But he never expected the Qilin to be so powerful that it has now put his life in danger, which is why he rushed over here."
He said:
"You dare to take in such a powerful demon with perfect supernatural abilities? Your cultivation level might not even be as high as his, right? You should remember the lesson of the past!"
These men were all top-notch figures, so they naturally understood what he meant.
Which celestial being has taken in a powerful demon whose cultivation is higher than their own?
Naturally, he was the master of the Great Desire Path who was tempted by the peacock to betray the Great Desire Realm!
It simply means that the Peacock has seized power from the Great Desire Path, while the Path's master remains silent. This is hardly a compliment. Jinghai's aged brows twitched, but he showed no sign of humiliation. He said:
"No need for you to trouble yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly expanded, the earth trembled, and a thousand-foot-tall golden body appeared between heaven and earth, with a ferocious face, holding a demon-subduing pestle in one hand, and descended from the sky!
"Boom!"
The man in blue had a grim expression as he stared intently at the approaching Vajra pestle. His entire body was smashed to pieces, turning into blue raindrops that suddenly burst open!
A dark glint flashed in Master Huaiji's eyes. Now that he had the opportunity, how could he continue to hesitate?
'He can't kill Chi Buzhi, but he can at least stall him!'
Her figure swayed and rose up, and the two on her left and right leaped up together, crossing over mountains and heading towards the land where rain and dew filled the sky. In just a few dozen breaths, they had arrived in the Kingdom of Pyu!
But at that moment, the sect leader stopped in his tracks again.
She raised her head, her pupils trembling slightly, and stared ahead.
The snow was falling heavily on the summit of the treacherous mountain, a pure white expanse, yet it shimmered with a misty, ethereal light. Amidst the snow, a person sat.
This was a young man, tall and imposing, handsome and dashing, wearing a thin white robe with a long golden belt around his waist. He raised his head slightly, his dark golden pupils staring at him.
The master of Qu Si Mountain, the master of the water town.
Di Yan.
A great cultivator whose supernatural powers are perfected.
He didn't say a word, he just sat there. In an instant, the world seemed to lose its color, and Huaiyi's face turned pale. She dared not move forward or move around, and just stood there blankly.
Huai-Cai certainly knew him; in fact, she knew him better than anyone else present.
Di Yan is a great cultivator with perfected supernatural powers, and can be said to be the number one genius in the entire South China Sea in hundreds of years. The speed at which he cultivated supernatural powers is now only surpassed by that Qilin...
What made him famous was not only his cultivation level, but also his Taoist skills. His famous battle was when he suppressed the previous sect leader of his own Wushengjiu Sect with his cultivation level of just over the first level of the Purple Realm. From beginning to end, he only used supernatural powers and spells.
His master, the True Man Qi, was not only two hundred years older than him, but also used three magical treasures!
'He's still here after all. He's reached the pinnacle of his supernatural powers. How terrifying is he now...'
As someone who witnessed this firsthand, she was the pillar of her sect and her own master. It was before these merciless eyes that Di Yan suppressed him. There was no triumph, no arrogance, only disappointment…
Now, seeing those dark golden eyes again, how could she not be terrified? She was momentarily speechless, murmuring:
"grown ups…"
The young man raised his hand, a lifelike bronze sparrow resting on his fingertip. As he raised his hand, the sparrow flapped its wings and took flight. Only then did he stand up and slowly descend.
"What are you here for?"
His question was casual, as if he were ordering around an unknown disciple. No one dared to speak, and Huaiqi could only whisper:
"Having witnessed the upheaval of heaven and earth, our sect, having made a pact with this old demon, has come to mediate..."
"You've misunderstood, sir!"
Huaiqi raised his head and gritted his teeth, saying:
"It concerns the elixir; it has already been placed in the furnace, and we have no choice but to... I implore you, sir, to discern the truth!"
Despite being the head of a powerful force, she had to be humble and submissive, yet she didn't appear overly aggrieved. Ironically, none of her subordinates showed any resentment; instead, they were all covered in cold sweat and dared not utter a sound.
It seemed perfectly natural.
Di Yan sighed and said:
"Back then, the old senior was defeated by me, and he fulfilled his promise to me. You, Wushengjiumen, locked your mountain gate, went to the Three Evil Paths, stopped sacrificing Xuan Guang with blood, and restrained the Buddhist cultivators..."
Huaiqi broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly said:
"My lord... all these years I..."
"They've done a good job over the years, better than I expected."
Di Yan's gaze was no longer so cold; he looked at her calmly and said:
"Of course you hate me, but I have indeed kept a low profile all these years, and I have kept my promise from back then, not to offend your Wusheng Dao lineage for three hundred years... But now it seems..."
The young man looked down at her. The sun seemed even more intense, making the surrounding snow radiate a blinding white light. He said softly:
"They even dare to aid and abet evildoers."
This seemingly ordinary sound was like a thunderclap, shaking the heavens and earth. A bluish-white light rained down, and the snow on the entire mountain vanished, revealing the bare earth, which was then enveloped by an extremely dense bluish-white light, as if it had entered another boundless sea of clouds!
Huaiqi simply couldn't understand it. Xiqi's lineage was clearly not particularly powerful, yet he possessed a terrifying aura, as if a god had descended upon him. His life force constantly warned her. She looked around, then suddenly lowered her head, horrified:
"I wouldn't dare..."