Xuanjian Xianzu

Chapter 1316 Lord Wang (1+12) (Bonus Chapter 30113 for "Hidden Dragon in Action")

'Cheng Xunzhi…'

The raging flames in the sky, having uttered only those cold words, continued to crisscross the heavens, blocking the path of the sword immortal. The faint light revealed the sword immortal's icy face.

The pear blossom-like rain of swords had already crossed the sky and arrived. The 'Healing God' was radiant and stripped away the vast golden energy, finally landing between the huge cracks that spanned the heavens and the earth.

These myriad rays of light encountered the raging flames of the inferno, and like melting paint, they dripped down, gradually shrinking within the inferno, never reaching the true master.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng."

Tianque's voice was calm.

"The one who exchanges gold is the true gold, which does not yield to ordinary lead. It intends to entice and seduce the different, and thus it can advance, becoming much better than before. The only fear is that it will be damaged by fire—when it sees fire, it changes like water."

This True Man Tianque is indeed a great master of the True Fire Dao, but he is also a direct descendant of Jin Yi, a great cultivator of the Zhang family, and the successor of that 'True Man Jin Yi Taiyuan Shangqing'!

His understanding of the Golden Virtue was far superior to that of ordinary True Immortals, and his knowledge of the supernatural transformations between Dui and Geng was beyond the reach of others. His words already pointed to Cheng Xun's fourth path of supernatural powers that were different from his own.

The flames on Tian Que's body did not yield an inch, flowing between heaven and earth, his gaze calm:
“Your gold is not genuine, pure, even, or upright; it cannot surpass my innate life-giving fire.”

The sword immortal outside of the True Fire was not surprised; he said calmly:
"I will defeat you with my sword of intent."

The intertwining of true fire and golden sword attracted everyone's attention. The world was filled with dazzling light, and then a pure white iridescent light surged straight up to the heavens and earth, drawing the attention of all the supernatural beings!
A mysterious picture was suddenly enveloped in the white light, with thousands of peaks and ravines, densely packed with rocks, and a Taoist temple could be vaguely seen. The brackets were grand, the eaves were deep, and the colors were blue and white!
'【The Mysterious Diagram of Changci Temple】!'

In that instant, the several beams of light from the battle in the sky shattered with a bang, and the bronze sword, spanning several miles, abandoned the woman on the ground without hesitation and soared straight into the sky.

Han Ling seized the opportunity, but did not chase after them. With perfect understanding, she took a step forward, traversing the sky, flipped her hand to raise her sword, her figure as elusive as water, her beautiful eyes devoid of any superfluous color, her long sword pointing directly at the blue-clad youth!
This direct descendant of the Han family surprised everyone with his ruthless and sudden actions.

But how could Su Yan sit idly by and wait for his death? The dark blue light on his body grew even stronger. He reversed his longsword and held it in front of him, its brilliance flowing. He actually met the attack head-on with his own longsword!
In an instant, countless streams of water flowed with light, and a vast, divine radiance burst forth, as if a deep sea had fallen from the sky, like mountains and rain, echoing the divine power emanating from him:
The vast ocean!
The combination of the two actually neutralized the great master's sword strike in an instant.

The color in Han Ling's eyes changed.

The shimmering "Vast Sea" was like a heavy hammer, shattering the last trace of probing in the eyes of this direct descendant of the Han family, who had cultivated the Three Yin for generations and was known as the "Heavenly Enclosure Moon Lin Profound Body." Only icy killing intent remained in her eyes.

Kan Shui possesses six supernatural powers. Jin Yi is nominally still a subordinate, so it's impossible for him to find someone to seek a proper position and contradict Luo Xia. Since Su Yan has cultivated the "Vast Sea," combined with Jin Yi's adeptness at maneuvering, the answer is obvious.

'This person... will surely be the one to prove my worth in the future! The 'Vast Ocean' proving me is truly a way to assist me!'

In the instant he unleashed his supernatural power, Su Yan became Han Ling's rival in the Dao struggle!
Then the stunningly beautiful woman raised her head and looked directly at the young man. The osmanthus mark reflected in his brow suddenly lit up. She brought her slender hand to her chest and parted her lips slightly:

"Please..."

"The Light of the Lunar Spirit!"

The osmanthus mark shone brightly for a moment, pure white as snow, its gentle light as soft as the moon. It was only a wisp, yet it carried an extreme chill. Many supernatural beings in the sky turned their heads, their gazes filled with shock.

To Su Yan's somewhat incredulous gaze, the white figure suddenly magnified before her eyes!
Han Ling, a dignified Grand Master of the Han Clan and a descendant of Yuanxia, ​​who always presented herself as gentle and amiable, actually used the Taiyin Technique, one of the Three Yin Techniques, in the second move of her exchange with a mere early-stage Purple Mansion cultivator!
Amidst the vast radiance in the sky, Su Yan only had time to move his pupils and make a very slight nod.

In an instant, thousands of bells and drums resounded, and officials issued long proclamations. The black motors whistled, and the feudal lords lined up and rushed to various places, suddenly entangled with the light of the moon.

All of this power seemed to have been transferred in an instant, landing on the sea surface not far away. The young man in blue took the opportunity to step back, still shaken, and held his sword upside down.

Han Ling's gaze flickered, and her lips parted slightly.

"To Jixi".

"The Upper Ritual!"
The sea surface shimmered, and a middle-aged man approached with his hands behind his back.

He had a high nose bridge, a wide face, and a refined and elegant demeanor. He wore a yellow and white feathered robe with a bright white inner layer. He carried a sword on his back, had fair skin, and held a twelve-sided glass palace lantern with a copper base in his hand, emitting a soft, pale yellow light.

The energy of heaven and earth seemed to suddenly tense up. The sword immortal's gaze slowly swept across the water, his sharp eyes causing ripples on the surface like sword marks.

"Yan Jianxiao..."

Changxiao Zhenren, Yan Jianxiao!

After many years, he reappeared, just like Chi Buzhi, in this bustling place where supernatural powers coexisted!
His expression remained calm, and the jade plate beside him kept spinning, seemingly gathering the ray of Yin light. It appeared somewhat too full and kept swaying, preventing the ray of Yin light from escaping.

Back then, Changxiao casually sent Li Ximing out to sea, effortlessly and without using a single supernatural power, yet he still managed to kill Li Ximing half to death. It wasn't until he entered this cave that he revealed his "Shangyi" supernatural power!
Only Yan Jianxiao's supernatural powers and spiritual treasures working together could allow him to silently accept the Taiyin Light of the Three Yin lineage!

His true form, with a smile on his face, traversed millions of water surfaces in a single step, already standing beside the man in blue, a hint of amusement in his willow-leaf eyes:

"Fellow Daoist Su... there's no need to panic."

This rare individual, who had inherited the legacy of Douxuan, appeared extremely confident, his voice carrying a reassuring gentleness:

"Within a radius of three zhang around my body, unless you use your full supernatural powers, no one can harm you in the slightest."

Su Yan's gaze remained calm as he silently took a step closer, holding the Azure Sword horizontally in front of him.

The Grand Master of Ceremonies then shifted his gaze, bowed deeply, and smiled:

"I have met the fairy, and it is a rare opportunity to meet fellow Daoist Douxuan."

Han Ling's gaze was slightly complicated, lingering on his face for a moment before she uttered only a few words.

"I wonder which path you share."

The last word resounded through the sky, the wind blew, and the long sword had already pierced through, rapidly magnifying in the man's eyes!
She still chose to take action!

The light of the Fu River spread in an instant, and Changxiao's approving voice suddenly rang out:
"Great!"

"Fellow Daoist, you have actually cultivated the mere water element to such a level!"

The sky shimmered with light, and Han Ling's long hair suddenly fell loose. Chang Xiao's gaze reflected the colors of the Fu Shui and Tai Yin intertwined. Tai Yin touched the water, and Fu Shu protected Yin. The water and light intertwined, and the woman's face lost a little color, but she did not hesitate at all!
She never intended to delay—Xiao Chuting couldn't wait any longer; once he made his move, there was only one path left to take!
After all, they were from the Yuanxia Immortal Clan. A solemn look finally flashed in Changxiao's eyes. He suddenly raised the lamp in his hand, and his divine power shone through, spreading out along the pale yellow light.

"The Feast for Enlightenment"!
The distance between the two seemed to stretch infinitely in that instant. The light collided to its extreme, but the woman suddenly let go, letting the long sword in her hand fly up like a venomous snake, disappearing into thin air, only to leap up again in front of this great master!

'The Art of Yin!'

Faced with such a wonderful method, Changxiao showed no fear. In terms of lineage, he was the direct descendant of Douxuan. In terms of temperament, he had fought his way out of the crowd of thousands of people. How could he be without any defense? Since Han Ling had done her best, he would not be negligent!

He gently flipped his free hand, revealing a precious bottle.

The bottle was only the size of a palm, pure white, and extremely iridescent. Yet, the moment it appeared, it became completely connected with the surrounding aura, spinning in mid-air and swallowing the longsword inside.

【Six Harmonies Treasure Bottle】!
The sword, which was connected to her mind, was swallowed. The woman's face paled, but her eyes brightened for a moment, and her voice was low:

"Fellow Daoist Yang!"

But the person lurking in the shadows acted even faster. The instant the treasure bottle appeared, a bronze cauldron materialized out of nowhere and crashed down, covering the jade bottle squarely!

The man in the sky was dressed in black, with a solemn expression and complex emotions in his eyes, hinting at hesitation and struggle.

Yang Ruiyi!
Perhaps it was because the Song emperor's ambition was so strong that he had to take action, or perhaps it was because Li Zhouwei's promise to the emperor to seek immortality that moved him. The Yang family was extremely conflicted and ultimately chose the emperor's command over the indifference of the underworld behind them!
He finally broke this fragile balance, and the man in blue was exposed without any hindrance. The general silently put his hand on the sword at his waist and simply stood in front of the refined middle-aged man.

But this moment was enough!

Something had already lit up between Han Ling's slender hands. It was as bright as the moon, yet it also resembled a talisman, shimmering with bright silver osmanthus patterns.

'[Imperial Mysterious Glazed Talisman]!'

'Han's [Bestowal of the Mysterious Glazed Talisman]!'

Although she was not a Taiyin cultivator, the Taiyin bloodline that cultivated the Three Yin brought her the [Tianyuan Yuelin Profound Body], which ultimately granted her the wondrous power of this spiritual treasure. Her figure was like a gust of wind, passing through the long sky, her slender hands shimmering with light as she covered Su Yan.

But Changxiao also moved.

Despite the suppression of the treasure bottle, he showed no sign of frustration, his eyes filled with calmness. It seemed he had already considered Yang Ruiyi's possible move. Suddenly, his sleeves opened, revealing a bright and clear magical power, like another world, as if he wanted to temporarily trap Han Ling!
His "Shangyi" method is not a method of killing, but when it comes to fighting enemies and protecting oneself, it is far superior to the weak Fushui and the wavering Yang Ruiyi!
Before a smile could even appear on his face, a look of surprise appeared in Changxiao's eyes.

The sleeve, which should have been open, suddenly tightened, as if bound by something invisible. The sleeve was locked tightly around his wrist, and no matter how much the sleeve swelled and struggled, it did not budge in the slightest.

"Old Man by the Stream"!
His gloomy gaze lifted instantly, looking at the person in the distance.

This is a middle-aged man.

His cultivation level was at the mid-stage of the Purple Mansion realm, yet he waited here for a long time with a calm expression, one hand placed in front of his chest and the other clenched forward as if holding an invisible fishing rod.

Changxiao recognized him.

'【Bei Huan Zong】...The Xie family…'

If Li Que were here, he would recognize the person before him as the same True Man who had seized the Xuanwu Edict back then!

'He didn't make any contact with me, and there's absolutely no way he could have used any moves. 'Old Man by the Stream' could never have stopped my supernatural powers so quickly…'

Xiao Chuting!
'It's Xiao Chuting! He's amplified this person's supernatural powers!'

'He went to the Northern Huan Sect to cast a hexagram!'

He had no time to think further. Due to the interruption of his spell, Han Ling in front of him only paused for a moment before her slender hand fell.

But even with that slight pause, the person in front of him had already raised his longsword, and the vast sea once again echoed the divine power left within it—after these few dozen breaths of enhancement, Su Yan's supernatural abilities were even stronger than before, and he actually managed to block her hand in time.

Han Ling was not surprised, but the osmanthus glow between her brows brightened once more. Her gaze turned icy for a moment, and she said in a low voice:
"Edict!"

But then the silver disc that had been silently absorbing the [Taiyin Linglin Light] floating behind Yan Jianxiao suddenly exploded with a bang. The light burst forth and shot out, vaguely aimed at Su Yan!

Concealment is a ritual of the Taiyin, and Changxiao is not connected to the Three Yin Ways, yet he was outmaneuvered in this way!
Yan Jianxiao was greatly surprised, and finally sighed slightly, his long-dormant supernatural power shining once again.

"The King of Shooting".

A pale golden light rippled outwards, and as the supernatural power subsided, his face transformed into Su Yan. This young man was slightly shorter than him, wearing a loose-fitting feather robe, and still holding the twelve-pointed lantern in his hand.

Under the vast and mighty light of the moon, it was no longer the blue-clad youth, but Yan Jianxiao, who stood with his hands clasped together, holding a dark blue sword, his expression enigmatic.

'Your Majesty opens a net on three sides, inviting the King to hunt in the Dark Palace.'

That's why Yan Jianxiao made him stand within three zhang!
At the same time, a person with a burly build and a solemn expression was already standing on the nearby water, rising and falling in the ripples.

Take!

Wu Gan and Shan Yin were stopped by Chi Guang. When the treasures appeared, the three of them scattered and stopped fighting to grab them!
Shan Yin and Chi Guang were naturally preoccupied with their own business, fighting fiercely, but Wu Gan was different.

This great master ultimately possessed a pure heart. Out of gratitude for Changhuai Mountain, he kept the order in mind. Even with countless treasures passing by and even though the Qingji who gave the order was extremely displeasing to him, at this crucial moment, he ultimately followed his heart and stepped forward.

At the same time, a gray shadow emerged from the water's surface in perfect unison, heading towards Su Yan.

The long rope was dark in color, like a venomous snake, covered with dense golden patterns like mountains and rivers. It leaped up, as if it had just swum out of the clouds and mist.

【Mountain Darkness Shakes the Roof】!
Until the magical artifact that had swept through the Li family in Jianghuai and left them helpless in the Foundation Establishment stage reappeared, full of spirituality, it wrapped around the young man's waist, its mysterious light brightening instantly, trying to pull him away from danger and bring him to Wu Gan's side.

'pity…'

The light in Han Ling's eyes dimmed for a moment, while Chang Xiao stood quietly, his eyes showing neither sorrow nor joy, only calm.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

The next instant, Han Ling's expression suddenly changed.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Before Su Yan could recover from the numerous dangers, everything before him sank into darkness, and everything drifted away from him—the grotto-heaven, the supernatural powers—leaving only a thick, incomparably dangerous pitch black.

A long rope, intricately patterned like mountains and rivers, was suddenly grabbed by a hand. The rope, which resembled a mountain snake, trembled violently, trying to break free, but it had no chance at all. All its mysteries seemed to be crushed by this palm!
'Too fast!'

This battle, though seemingly intense, was over in the blink of an eye. Everyone present possessed top-tier supernatural abilities, and the entire battle lasted no more than a hundred breaths! Even if Su Yan could borrow a fraction of their strength, the difference between his cultivation level and supernatural abilities meant he couldn't keep up with the changes at all!

Until golden pupils gleamed in Su Yan's eyes.

'Li Zhouwei!'

Su Yan knew him too well; there was no one in Jiangnan who didn't know him. This Prince Wei was not a Grand Master, but he was even better than a Grand Master!
The same three words rang out as darkness descended, murmured from another person's lips.

Changxiao.

He wasn't surprised; his refined face showed understanding, and even a hint of calm.

"Back then, regarding Li Ximing's matter, I knew your Li family possessed extraordinary perception—Li Zhouwei! You knew I was here all along! You were waiting, waiting for everything to be finalized before making your move!"

'You were destined to appear at this moment!'

A light suddenly appeared between his brows, and the special supernatural power he had prepared was activated.

"The King of Shooting".

'The palace is empty; I am fortunate that you await my arrival.'

The twelve-sided palace lantern that Su Yan was carrying, which had been shining brightly for a long time, suddenly burst forth. Chang Xiao once again emerged from between the two people, his figure stepping out and breaking free from between the two Great Masters, entering this dim and dark world.

That's truly a remarkable skill—both the feather robe and the Dharma lamp returned to him!
But when he raised his head, a sense of shock and disbelief finally appeared in the eyes of this great master.

In the vast sunset, the man in his black robe billowed in the wind, standing silently on the horizon, gazing at the setting sun. Behind him, the Bright Sun Divine Power was like a pillar of light reaching the heavens and the earth, radiating an aura of ultimate prosperity.

'Great Master…'

'He...stepped over the purple thorns.'

'What a... natural beauty...'

This fourth divine power completely disrupted his plans. All of Changxiao's calculations and arrangements collapsed like a tower with its base removed. He was frozen in place by the intense shock, and the King of Wei in front of him slowly took a step back.

In an instant, the towering Xuanmen gate resounded, and the heavy palace unfolded before the two. The golden-armored generals passed through their field of vision like light and shadow, as if they had fallen into a bottomless abyss. Their vision swirled before their eyes, and the black and gold palace doors opened again and again, as if this imperial palace had countless layers!
It seemed endlessly long, yet it all condensed into a single moment. The final palace gate opened, and the emperor sat high above, the long hall magnificent, the black pillars reaching the sky, seemingly endless, with the sounds of worship echoing like mountains and seas.

Su Yan's supernatural power was too low. He was stunned and unable to move for a moment. He was about to be absorbed into this supernatural power. However, Yan Jianxiao stood quietly in front of Su Yan from beginning to end, looking up at the infinitely magnificent hall and the towering heavenly gate.

He showed no fear.

As fellow members of the Douxuan Daoist lineage, he had also heard of "Di Guanyuan," a supernatural power that was extremely peculiar and renowned throughout the world. Li Zhouwei must have been greatly empowered by it.

But Li Zhouwei cannot be defeated in this hall.

'To recruit Su Yan, you inevitably have to face me, but what makes you, Li Zhouwei, capable of defeating me? Your newly mastered supernatural abilities?'

In this short period of time, even someone with perfect supernatural powers wouldn't dare say they could quickly defeat Yan Jianxiao!

But when the smiling gaze of the True Man Changxiao swept across the towering imperial throne and landed on the vast, ever-expanding hall before him, his gaze stopped, and another figure was reflected in his pupils.

Dressed in a striking blue robe, he stood abruptly on the third step of the imperial throne, hands clasped behind his back. He had just emerged from behind the open hall and had been waiting for an unknown amount of time. Now, he turned around gently, revealing his handsome face.

His eyes were bright and clear, and he wore a wicked smile. He held a black bead in his hand, which rolled like a water droplet in his palm. His narrow eyes were filled with a carefree air.

This was someone Changxiao had never expected.

Chi Buzi.

'Blue-eyed demon…'

'How could it be him... Wasn't he... busy holding off Murong Weidian?'

Yan Jianxiao didn't care about anything else; he only clearly understood one thing.

'Now Chi Buzhi and Li Zhouwei are making their moves simultaneously…'

'There's at least a 70% chance I'll die on the spot!'

In that instant, the Great Master finally had the intention to back down. His experience of growing up amidst life and death in the East Sea made his mind too decisive, and his cultivation and supernatural powers were too profound. Even when faced with such supernatural powers, he still had the ability to break free!
'Walk! '

Unexpectedly, with just a flick of his wrist, the supernatural power that had been pulling him along suddenly loosened, as if a light cotton thread had snapped in the blink of an eye.

'not good! '

'Too easy! That's the 'Emperor's Viewpoint'!'

Although Yan Jianxiao did not believe that Li Zhouwei could defeat him at this moment, he never underestimated this King of Wei!

He suddenly looked up, but everything happened in that instant. As Yan Jianxiao's figure tightened and his foot left the main hall, the man in blue smiled and uttered three words.

Chou Gui is hidden.

A mesmerizing blue light spreads.

The Green Water Divine Power didn't affect Yan Jianxiao at all; instead, it landed on Su Yan.

He concealed the distance between Emperor Guanyuan and Su Yan by 31 feet.

The Master Su, who had always been protected by Changxiao, suddenly stepped into the main hall. Changxiao watched the main hall rapidly recede into the darkness, and vaguely saw that 'Chibuzi' had exhausted its supernatural powers and shattered like water, turning into a pool of green water. Then the main hall suddenly closed, isolating everything inside.

In an instant, these things transformed into a golden dot of light on the dark horizon.

'Green water...green water...'

Changxiao's willow-leaf eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of understanding flashing across his face. Endless darkness flowed backward from his side, and the dense Fu Shui and heavy Zhu Qi had already surrounded him.

'That's right, Mo Tang has been taken in by Murong Weidian, so he can't possibly be in his hands.'

That's a reflection.

'Chi Buzhi had previously concealed the reflection within using the "Chou Gui Zang" technique.'

Yan Jianxiao's eyes gradually brightened. He seemed unconcerned about the two supernatural powers that were closing in, nor about his previous mistakes. Even if the 'Hunting King' could respond, he would never gamble his life for someone else's enlightenment when the plan was completely disrupted!
Given his cautious nature, even if he tried a thousand or ten thousand times, he would still stop making progress.

He couldn't help but praise it:
'Brilliant! Brilliant! I was just one move behind!'