Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1279 Fallen but Not Fallen

Lingyin Pavilion.

A clear, crisp sound echoed through the pavilion. The middle-aged Taoist priest, with one hand behind his back and the other holding a jade staff, gently tapped the small bell in front of him. The sound was clear and bright, emanating a pure and refreshing energy. This gradually calmed the mind of the young man below.

The boy's round, bright eyes stared thoughtfully at the ground. After what seemed like an eternity, he finally shook his head and said:

"Uncle-Master... I still don't understand."

Xuanwei stroked his beard, but did not turn around. Instead, he said:
"Don't focus on one place, look at the world."

Tao Jiexing pondered deeply, then shook his head and said:

“This junior doesn’t understand these things—I’d rather organize the Taoist scriptures and read ancient books than ponder these matters…”

Xuanwei sighed softly and said:
"Indeed... Sending Shi Tao back to Yinling and having you join the sect back then already set the future."

The middle-aged man stepped forward and sighed:
"But you must have some discernment. If you have none at all, how can you achieve 'seeing far and wide'? Over the years, you are the only one who has mastered this supernatural power. You can't even see the situation clearly, let alone grasp the essence of this supernatural power."

Tao Jiexing could only lower her head, but before she could say anything more, a cultivator hurriedly came up from below the jade steps and said:

"Reporting to the Master, the King of Wei has lifted the siege of Ruzhou, executed the two Lianmin, mobilized his generals, and returned alone."

Tao Jiexing was speechless:
'So fast! '

"besides……"

The man fell silent for a moment, then, seeing Xuanwei glance at him, quickly said:
"A large number of people and horses traveled by flying boat, crossing Xiangxiang and arriving at Yinling. The leader, surnamed Ding, claimed to be from Tingzhou and a general under the King of Wei. They wanted to enter Yinling."

Xuanwei raised an eyebrow and said:

"It's alright, let them arrange it."

These cultivators came simply to take over the major prefecture of Yinling in order to deal with the matters of the secret realm. As far as the Purple Mansion is concerned, apart from the interior of the Purple Mansion Grand Array and the secret realm, everything else is really worthless - Li Zhouwei has no reputation for massacring cities and taking blood, so there is no need to worry about him.

Xuanwei, however, was more concerned with another matter and asked:
"Did you take my words to Liangchuan?"

This person bowed and said:

"Reporting to the Master, they left early this morning and there has been no news since."

Xuanwei nodded.

The man immediately withdrew, and saw a dark mass of people rushing in from outside the jade pavilion like the wind. The sky was bright, and the King of Wei walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger. His clothes still had some smoke on them, and the royal axe at his waist had a dim light, but it was full of killing intent.

It turned out that he had been executed but released.

Xuan Wei didn't say much, but placed the small bell in his hand into Tao Jiexing's hand and said:

"please!"

The two rose up using their supernatural powers, following the light of the Xuan Pavilion upwards, and entered the Great Void. Sure enough, they sensed a fluctuation, with two shadows lurking in the Great Void, appearing to rise and fall erratically.

Golden light flickered in Li Zhouwei's eyes, and he indeed sensed wisps of Yin energy, which gradually became more apparent under the colorful light, as steady as Mount Tai yet as gentle as a flowing stream, continuous and unbroken.

In this yin-heavy atmosphere, only one or two rays of bright sunlight could be seen, faint as wisps of light, flickering on and off, as if about to fall at any moment, only held back by the trickling stream.

He praised:
"What a hidden gem."

Xuanwei stroked his beard and said:

"The essence of creating the Great Void lies in profound strategy. Strategy refers to the ability to conceal oneself from the world and the capacity for hidden power. The highest choice is naturally the position of a True Lord, the supreme ruler of the Golden Throne..."

“It is not difficult for a True Lord to create his own realm, but there are differences between grotto heavens. I have heard that the most wonderful one is to cultivate the Azure Nether Immortal Technique, which can establish an immortal realm. This is already a legend and a mystery. For us minor cultivators, it is very difficult to hang on the Great Void now. We can only maintain it by borrowing power.”

"This realm of my cultivation was established by the immortal Jie Lin of the Unyielding Temple at the request of my predecessors. A wisp of my aura was placed in the Land of Regret, so it is naturally as stable as Mount Tai!"

Li Zhouwei frowned:
"【Unwavering Observation】? 【Regrettable Ground】?"

Xuanwei said:
"The Guan Hua Zhen Jun Dao Shan is called the 'Bu Yi Guan' (Unwavering Guan), and the 'You Hui Di' (Regretful Place) is a place he set up outside the heavens for Zhen Juns who went to the heavens to change their minds and return... However, most of them had thought it through carefully and not many returned. As far as I know, there were only three in total."

He laughed and said:

"One returned due to some business, and the other stayed because he was injured by someone. Both were long ago. The last one is very recent. It is said to be a figure from recent ancient times... There are many different opinions. Some say he is from Beijia, some say he is from Zhidu, and some even say he is the [True Lord of Wonderful Dao Transformation]."

Li Zhouwei's expression shifted:
"The Mysterious Female Goddess..."

Xuanwei laughed and said:

"These are just rumors, don't take them to heart. If they were true, things wouldn't be like this now."

He didn't specify the situation, but Li Zhouwei glanced at him as if he understood something, his gaze fixed on the bright sunlight. Before he could speak, he vaguely heard a shout from beyond the colorful light:

"King Wei! King Wei, wait!"

The sound seemed to come from near and far, sometimes loud and sometimes soft, and it sounded urgent.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanwei! Fellow Daoist Xuanwei!"

Xuan Wei breathed a slight sigh of relief, and with a gentle wave of his sleeve, a gap appeared in the colorful light that had been blocking the void. A figure riding on true fire rushed in, immediately bowed, and said in a terrified voice:

"King Wei, wait!"

It turned out to be Jia Zan, who was guarding Liangchuan in the north!
Li Zhouwei was not surprised and smiled:

"Why is Master Jia here instead of waiting in the north?"

Jia Zan was both surprised and flustered, but didn't know how to answer. He secretly glanced at Xuan Wei, lowered his voice, and said:

"I've heard...I've heard that the King of Wei intends to activate the secret realm..."

What else could Jia Zan possibly worry about?
It was naturally his junior, Wei Dangshan, who was currently in seclusion seeking enlightenment for his future immortality!

Upon seeing this scene, Li Zhouwei realized that Xuanwei had secretly informed him, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Coincidentally, since he had already promised and Jia Zan had secured Liangchuan for him, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word. That's why he sent Kuang Hong to Liangchuan, secretly instructing him to remind Jia Zan. Unexpectedly, Xuan Wei had also thought of this and arrived even faster, allowing him to get there first. He didn't dare to say that it was Xuan Wei who reminded him, so he could only laugh it off.

'He did me a favor first.'

Seeing that Li Zhouwei did not press the matter, Jia Zan quickly lowered his head and said mournfully:
"King Wei! King Wei... my junior... is still in seclusion... If the Mountain Mang Hall falls and crashes into the great formation, affecting the Void, he will surely perish! I implore King Wei to reconsider..."

He had no intention of protecting Shanmang Hall, and had even known for a long time that his family's foundation was in danger, but he had not expected such a devastating event as the fall of the secret realm. He wept and said:

"Jia Zan is willing to offer up the resources of his entire clan, only asking that the King of Wei spare his life!"

Wei Dangshan broke through in the Purple Mansion Formation, and the influence of the outside world has been weakened to a very low level. The fall of Gongsun Bei and even the fall of Qiao Clan's Secret Realm had some impact. Jia Zan gritted his teeth and accepted it, but he really couldn't stand that Shanmang Hall was right above Wei's formation!
If this secret realm were to fall upon him, this junior would surely die on the spot!

When Jia Zan received Xuan Wei's secret letter, he broke out in a cold sweat. He had been advising Yu Xi earlier, but now it was his turn. Without saying a word, he secretly rushed back. Fortunately, his supernatural powers were weak and he was injured, so one more or one less would not make a difference.

Li Zhouwei was aware of the situation, and although he felt a little regretful, he had already sent Li Quewan to wait in Xiangxiang. Even if the secret realm was protected, he wanted his own people to go in. But before he could speak, Xuanwei stroked his beard and smiled, saying:

“Master Jia, you are overthinking it. King Wei has already prepared an escape route for your junior. He has brought a ‘Pure Qi’ treasure, the ‘Suspended Void Treasure Bell,’ and sent Jie Xing with you. This matter is not difficult!”

Li Zhouwei's heart skipped a beat, while Jia Zan was both surprised and delighted. Xuan Wei then continued:
"Hurry up!"

Jia Zan was immediately startled, thanking him profusely. Without lingering a moment longer, he transformed into a streak of light and vanished without a trace. Xuan Wei then turned around, a half-smile on his face, and said:

"Since the Jia family is going to the State of Song, the Tao family doesn't need to do them this favor. It would be better to grant the King of Wei's request."

Li Zhouwei exhaled softly, a look of approval appearing on his face for the first time, and said:
"I am deeply grateful for your kindness, senior."

This is not as simple as a favor. Li Zhouwei wants more than just spiritual resources; he also wants all the secret realms in Luoxia to fall together. With the addition of Shanmang Hall, the difference in the weather will be significant!
Xuanwei only wanted the "White Curtain Old Dream Tower" and the "Yin Run Yi Qi". The two knew this in their hearts, but neither said it out loud. They just watched as the King of Wei slowly took off his long axe and stared quietly at the bright sunlight in the void, slowly becoming focused.

In an instant, intense darkness spread out, compressed within the colorful light, like ink that could not be dissolved. The enormous setting sun, like a reflection in water, distorted and swayed.

Li Zhouwei's full armor had already appeared, his long battle-axe was raised high, the patterns of the leaping Qilin shimmered, and in an instant, golden light became intense. The Huayang King's Battle-axe instantly expanded, piercing through the void, and became as big as a small mountain. It was raised high and then suddenly fell down!

Spectroscopy!
"Boom!"

As a secret realm, the Duyang Cave is extremely difficult to harm the main body, which is why most cultivators in the world prefer to attack it with spiritual energy. However, it was already on the verge of collapse, and Xuanwei removed the protection, which immediately caused a change!

A tremor ran through the void, a gale swept across the sky, and a speck of white shimmered in the bright sky. All the cultivators in Yinling raised their heads and looked on in alarm, as if they had noticed something.

That speck of white, like a drop of ink falling into clear water, rapidly expanded, its pale white color spreading across the sky and illuminating the wilderness. Finally, countless golden pavilions and towers appeared, shining brightly in everyone's sight.

It crashed down!

This secret realm's grand formation was originally intact, but due to the shattering of the Xuan Tao, it collapsed everywhere. Countless magnificent pavilions and towers pressed against each other and crashed down, leaving behind a ground covered in glazed gold, purple sand, and white stones. Together with the broken formation, countless forbidden zones appeared!
In an instant, the earth shook and the veins of the earth trembled. The Purple Mansion Array continuously lit up, suppressing the fluctuating spiritual energy in all directions. The pavilion collapsed, and the cultivators in the sky had already formed an array to stabilize the fluctuations, but they still fell like raindrops.

Immediately, the sky shimmered with the light of the Lesser Yang, and the middle-aged master stepped forward, his hands radiating light, faintly intertwined with the energy of the Three Yangs:
"Feng Dongjun!"

The radiant light poured down, suppressing the rampant colors of the bright sun. All the light surged upwards, soaring straight into the sky. The celestial phenomena changed several times. Wisps of flame leaped up from the east and west, and in an instant, endless purple flames burned in the sky, illuminating the entire Yinling area with a purple glow.

Everyone in the world knows it.

Before such awe-inspiring celestial phenomenon, the entire Yinling was silent, but the earth trembled violently. The main hall in the ruins was filled with light, and a white pillar of light rose straight up to the sky!

Xuanwei focused all his efforts on stabilizing the earth's veins, but a look of surprise appeared in his eyes:
"Ok?"

Almost the instant he looked up, a dense darkness spread out, the setting sun cast its golden rays, and the black and gold light surged forth, blocking the leaping white light!
"boom!"

The white light was suddenly struck and teetered on the brink of collapse, yet it still tried to escape. But a large hand came from nowhere and pressed down hard on the white light.

The white light shimmered with color, seemingly a technique left by our predecessors, as if it were about to burn through the newcomer. However, no matter how the light flickered, the hand remained unharmed. Instead, the white halo, struck by this attack, shattered like a bubble in an instant, revealing its true form: a gourd with a pale purple base and covered in golden patterns!

This object, no bigger than two fingers, was shrouded in a pale white light and was full of spirituality. It tried to escape, but was held tightly by this large hand and could not escape. A strong white light was gathering at the mouth of the gourd, which had aroused its ferocity and was about to sense and harm people!
The young man in black didn't care at all. He appeared, his eyes swirling with excitement.

"Good baby!"

His golden eyes swept over it, and the golden Qilin pattern on his face gradually deepened. The little purple gourd finally noticed and trembled slightly. The white light at the mouth of the gourd flickered for a moment and then disappeared like an illusion. It suddenly stopped struggling.

Then, a pale golden, thread-like color leaped out from the gourd's waist, coiling around his knuckles like a golden serpent, transforming into fine threads that locked him in place, obediently resting in his palm.

This treasure has already lost all the magical power left by its original owner and has been refined on its own!

Li Zhouwei's eyes gleamed with a strange light. With a flick of his hand, he had already taken the gourd off and casually hung it on his waist. White smoke billowed from the many forbidden areas, and the main hall in the deepest part of the palace also rose from the ground and soared into the sky!
This hall has black tiles and gold paint, red steps, and high-reaching eaves. The black and flamboyant patterns of the Qilin are extremely domineering. There are six steps in front of the hall, and two Qilin statues stand on both sides. They are made of white stone and purple clay, with their chins slightly raised, which is not without dignity, and they stare at people calmly.

Even though the palace had already left the secret realm, the light in front of it was still extremely intense, refusing to touch the ground. It faintly emitted the color of the "Heavenly Gate" and carried a strong divine light. Its power was no less than that of an ordinary Purple Mansion Array!

In an instant, all the cultivators in Yinling raised their eyebrows and looked up at the Mingyang Xuan Palace, as if the palace still held the divine might of the Great Wei Dynasty and refused to let anyone look down!
Xuanwei was a step behind and arrived at this place just then, praising:
"As the saying goes: 'The Wei palace ascends to the heavens, yet falls without crashing; the Liang palace rides on the primordial energy, yet remains obscure and unobstructed.' Indeed, this is true!"

Amidst the surging purple flames, one could vaguely see the main hall's doors tightly shut. Two indistinct golden-white figures stood silently before the hall, and upon seeing someone land, a cold voice rang out:
“Those who come will be stopped, and Zhaoguang will spare their lives.”

Then the eyes of the two Qilin statues lit up, their sharp claws flashed, and they exuded a strong golden killing intent!
The young man didn't say much, but stepped forward naturally onto the vermilion first step as Xuanwei hesitated to speak.

"Crack!"

In that instant, the raging purple flames subsided, no longer daring to burn his clothes. As he took another step forward, the two Qilins crouching on either side trembled, their bright eyes dimmed, and they lowered their heads.

Li Zhouwei stepped forward again, and divine light gathered, causing the palace doors, which had been tightly closed for a thousand years, to burst open. Two figures knelt down before the palace with a thud, their voices ringing out like metal:
"Welcome Your Highness!"

The young man turned his head slightly, and a bright light was rising from the west, brightening the sky and illuminating his face in the sunlight and purple flames.

The hidden realm of Boye has also fallen into the mortal world!