Bone Taoist

Chapter 671: Heavenly Sun
The lonely north wind blows across the ancient battlefield like the howling of ghosts and wolves, making people shudder.

Late at night, in Tianbei City, inside the cave.

Ye Zang closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on the cushion in meditation. His Nascent Soul power had now been cultivated to perfection.

The three realms of Shenzang have also undergone a radical reconstruction, which is in line with the tradition of killing. Now, if one wants to make further progress in Taoism, one has to condense the primordial spirit and seek the door to the illusory world of Taixu.

Silently reciting the method of leaving the body, Ye Zang's soul left his body in an instant.

With his powerful spiritual consciousness now able to be sent and received freely, Ye Zang escaped into the clouds in the sky, overlooking the ancient battlefield in the middle of the night.

The wind howled, and the deep darkness was like the mouth of a wild beast that wanted to devour everything. The ancient battlefield was blocked by broken mountains, countless swamps and miasma, and the evil spirits of the earth were running like dragons and tigers, day and night.

Ye Zang only flew a thousand miles when he felt a sharp pain in his soul.

The spatial boundary here is also extremely unstable. It is simply a kind of torment and torture for the soul to leave the body here, not to mention that Ye Zang has not yet truly entered the realm of Hedao.

"The divine consciousness cannot be radiated too far. There must be ancient restrictions left behind under this ancient battlefield..."

Ye Zang's eyes trembled slightly as he looked down at the distant earth.

If you want to find out what's going on, you must go there in your physical body. The space here is too chaotic. If your soul runs too far, it will easily lose its way and be unable to return.

Just like the Dharma King Qingyan who was trapped in the Prison of Samsara for nearly 100,000 years under the Red Ghost Ridge, he was unable to return to his body. If the Dharma King's body was not immortal, his soul would have evolved into a wandering ghost.

Thinking of this, Ye Zang silently recited the method of returning to his body, and his soul returned to his body.

The night passed in silence. When the sun set and rose in the east, the sound of drums broke the silence.

Outside, the sun was pouring down, slightly dispelling some of the coldness of the ancient battlefield, but the blood and violence accumulated here over endless years would not dissipate in a moment.

The disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect who were guarding the pass immediately went into a tense state. With their Taoist robes fluttering, they rose into the air holding their magic weapons, arrived at the city gate of the pass and looked into the distance.

Ye Zang also stood up and walked out of the cave, and together with the tomb master, climbed up to the top of the city wall that was nearly a thousand feet high.

"Brother, how do you know that those Beixuan Taoists will come again today?" Ye Zang asked at this moment.

"Of course that bitch told me that herself." The head of the tomb was focused and said in a gloomy tone: "Yesterday I fought with her until dusk. She said she would come again today to take off my head."

As the two were talking, they saw smoke rising in the distance.

From the clouds, a Golden Throne Ancient Battleship broke through the air, and on it were a dozen monks wearing gilded Taoist robes. They had slightly frowned brows, with a look of righteousness on their faces.

"The demon of the sky and the dark!"

There, an angry curse was heard, like a loud thunder breaking through the sky, deafening. Some of the less experienced disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect felt dizzy and were about to fall off the pass.

"It's a cultivator from the Hall of Righteousness." The tomb's chief said with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes.

There are tens of thousands of Taoist sects in Beixuanzhou, but they are all headed by Haoran Palace and Zhengqi Hall.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Zang saw groups of Beixuan monks breaking through the air from the depths, and their number was more than ten times that of yesterday.

Today, more than a thousand people came.

"Don't come out, open the Tianxuan formation first!" the head of the tomb shouted sternly.

Suddenly, there were bursts of noises like millstones coming from the city gates. Brilliant lights burst out from the large formations in various city gates. Dense restrictions stretched to the sky, like a curtain, blocking the road.

Taoist Beixuan has arrived. Even though he is thousands of feet away, his eyes are extremely sharp and his body is filled with a righteous spirit.

Wherever they passed, even the murderous blood and evil spirits in the ancient battlefield were wiped out, and for a moment the sky was clear and bright everywhere.

Ye Zang looked at him, seemingly thinking about something.

The righteous spirit of these Beixuan Taoists can so restrain their evil spirit and bloodiness, no wonder they can penetrate deep into the ancient battlefield and kill their way to the pass.

On the other hand, the disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect can only guard the various checkpoints. Once they go deep into the ancient battlefield, they will not only face the pursuit of these Beixuan Taoists, but also have to be on guard against the restrictions and murderous intentions within the ancient battlefield at all times.

"Master of the Great Tomb, do you dare to come out of the city and fight me?"

A young man's roar was heard from the golden chariot.

Then the man rose into the air. He was nine feet tall, with muscles all over his body like a coiled dragon, and his sharp features were extremely resolute. He stepped into the air with a spear in his hand, looking domineering and arrogant.

This person is at the third level of Nascent Soul and has extremely powerful magical powers.

Ye Zang frowned slightly, and the spiritual orifice on his forehead opened up and pierced through. His Nascent Soul had reached perfection, but the method practiced by Taoist Bei Xuan seemed different from theirs. Ye Zang did not find the existence of a lotus seat in his purple palace.

"These Northern Xuan Taoists, are they practicing ancient methods..."

Ye Zangsi hesitated, because in the ancient methods of the Nine Saints era, ancient Qigong practitioners did not need to cultivate a lotus seat to nurture their Nascent Soul.

"Who are you and where is Lu Zhiwei?" The head of the tomb sneered, his eyes flashing with golden light like lightning. An extremely cold corpse aura emanated from the coffin behind him, and the whole person flew into the air on the gray-brown magic power.

The man in the golden robe looked at the tomb's head seriously and said sternly, "To take your head, there is no need for Senior Sister Lu to do it. I, Yuwen Tai, am enough!"

"It is really ridiculous that an unknown person dares to speak so nonsense here." The tomb master was not afraid and replied firmly.

The two men were on edge and a war was about to break out.

However, Yuwen Tai had never appeared on the ancient battlefield before, and it was obviously his first time to come to the border.

"Senior brother, kill him!" a disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect raised his arms and shouted.

"Ants dare to compete with the sun and the moon. My senior brother can kill you with just a flick of his finger."

The scene in front of the city gate suddenly became lively, and a group of disciples from the Corpse Demon Sect shouted.

On the Beixuan side, the situation was quite calm. Those people just looked at the disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect seriously.

"Demon of the Heavenly Darkness, come and accept your death!"

Yuwen Tai shouted loudly, veins on his arms bulged, and his gilded Taoist robe rustled.

He came charging through the air with a spear in hand. His terrifying might shook the whole area, and the surrounding space was cracked. The spear contained an extremely domineering righteous energy, and for a moment the sky was clear and bright, as if a bright sun was pressing down.

The head of the tomb rose up suddenly, and the coffin behind it opened wide.

The seal in his palm condensed, and he stepped on the gray-brown wave of magic power and raised his huge hand in the air to confront the opponent.

boom!
Two domineering auras confronted each other, and the terrifying noise spread for thousands of miles.

The ground veins under that space collapsed, and countless pieces of gravel and dust were stirred up, spreading out like ripples and waves in the sea.

Above the sky, two figures crisscrossed.

Everyone was watching the fight, and the Corpse Demon Sect disciples were tense, and couldn't help but sweat for the Tomb Master. This Yuwen Tai was unknown, and had never appeared in the border area before. Unexpectedly, his magical powers were so sharp, and he was evenly matched with the Tomb Master in a short period of time. This was really surprising.

The head of the tomb is the most talented and accomplished eldest brother of the younger generation of the Corpse Demon Sect. And besides Lu Zhiwei, how many rare geniuses are hidden in Beixuan?

Boom boom boom!
Loud noises continued to be heard, and Yuwen Tai had already manifested his Dharma body, a Dharma body made of golden energy, reaching more than nine thousand feet into the sky. He held a long spear and continued to crush the sky and kill, like a god taking action.

“The Dharma body is not as strong as the first seat of the tomb, but the power of this magical power is extremely strong.” Ye Zang squinted his eyes and thought.

On the battlefield, the tomb master snorted coldly and attacked with all his strength.

He soared into the sky, and half a breath later, he pressed down with two huge and pale fingers. The horrifying corpse energy crushed the mountains, causing the ground veins to collapse directly and the space to become chaotic.

boom!
Yuwen Tai gritted his teeth, his eyes were as sharp as the sun, his Dharma body raised his spear and charged forward fearlessly.

The confrontation lasted only half an incense stick before Yuwen Tai felt a little overwhelmed.

After all, the head of the tomb is about to reach the ultimate level of Yuanying, and he has also refined the Yuanyin body of the Corpse Evil Saint. His magic power is so strong that it is really incomparable to that of ordinary Yuanying Taoists.

"Please ask your Senior Sister Lu to come. It's impossible for you to kill me with your magical powers!"

The tomb master sneered, and violent gusts of cold wind blew past.

The black wind was dancing wildly, and his five-fingered giant palm was like a mountain pressing down on him. The Yin energy and magic power were like huge waves that suppressed him from head to toe. From beginning to end, he had not yet sacrificed his Dharma body, leaving only the remaining strength to him.

Blood flowed from the corner of Yuwen Tai's mouth, his eyes were extremely sharp, and he held a golden spear across the sky.

"The heaven and earth have righteousness, and the greatness exists in the world!"

He pointed his spear toward the sky, as if he was communicating with the Heaven. Every word he spoke was sonorous and echoed throughout the nine heavens.

In an instant, a bright sun appeared from the ninth heaven, dispersing the clouds and pouring down with dazzling light.

Behind him, the group of Beixuan Taoists also sat cross-legged in the air, chanting Taoist texts in a serious manner, as if they were making the bright sun stronger.

woohoo-

Countless sharp and righteous energies rolled in, as if Yuwen Tai was wearing a suit of golden armor.

The power of his Dharma body was rising at a very fast speed. After just a few breaths, it had reached a height of ten thousand feet into the sky. He was like a golden god standing tall, with golden eyes staring straight down at the main seat of the tomb.

A ray of golden righteous energy emanated from the Dharma body, which was extremely powerful. The evil spirit in the ancient battlefield was immediately forced to retreat back into the earth veins.

The disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect stared at the scene with wide eyes.

"He was clearly on the verge of defeat just now, how come his level of cultivation improved so much in an instant!"

"Brother, please retreat first."

A group of disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect shouted angrily, no wonder they were not afraid of the Tomb Master today, it turned out they came prepared.

This set of Taoist magic from the Hall of Righteousness is different from the one Lu Zhiwei performed yesterday.

They did not bestow their own righteous energy on Yuwen Tai, but instead, as if with the help of the bright sun of heaven, Yuwen Tai became one with the ten continents.

Ye Zang's Dharma Eye was surprised to find that the magic power in his purple palace was endless.

"No wonder they claim to be the orthodox of the Ten Continents. The inheritance method they practice can communicate with the Heavenly Dao, which is really rare."

In the distance, the tomb master frowned slightly and looked up at the sky.

The bright sun filled the sky and fell from the ninth heaven. Its dazzling light seemed to be able to cleanse everything.

"The demon has been slain!"

Yuwen Tai shouted loudly, his eyes shining brightly, and he thrust his spear directly, his domineering and arrogant aura lifted the earth.

The tomb master felt like he was facing a formidable enemy and sacrificed the Dharma body of the drought demon.

He soared into the air, and his Taoist body returned to the spiritual orifice of Hanba's Dharma body, while the seals in his hands kept changing.

Waves of thick yin energy rippled out, and the area within a radius of ten thousand feet turned into ice and frost. Criss-crossing restriction array patterns appeared on Hanbafa's body. At this moment, he used all his strength to display his magical powers, and the sky and the earth changed color, and the wind rolled and the clouds moved.

There seemed to be horrible sounds of ghosts howling and wolves howling inside the seal, which was creepy.

As if it was a gloomy wind blowing from hell, the tomb master pushed the giant seal forward and confronted Yuwen Tai's divine spear. The two completely contradictory magical powers crisscrossed.

Bang bang bang!
The space is constantly collapsing, and boundless chaotic energy is rippling.

A huge rift was instantly blasted out in front of the pass. Yuwen Tai's whole body was surrounded by gilded aura, and he kept attacking with a spear. The head of the tomb was not afraid to fight back. He controlled the body of Hanba to confront him with every move. The two fought for half an hour.

As a muffled groan came from the mouth of the tomb master, his face turned pale and he looked at Yuwen Tai with gloomy eyes.

The latter's magic power is inexhaustible. After fighting for such a long time, he is not tired at all, but becomes more and more courageous.

"If this goes on, the head of the tomb will surely be defeated." Ye Zang watched. He was looking at Yuwen Tai with his magic eyes, trying to find out his flaws.

This kind of combined Taoist magic draws on the power of the bright sun of heaven. If Ye Zang fights against him, he will have to fight for a long time.

"Brother, these Beixuan Taoists have joined forces to outnumber us. There is no need to fight them head-on!" A disciple said with a tense expression.

Yuwen Tai looked at the tomb's head with disdainful eyes and said sternly, "The demon of the Heavenly Underworld is nothing more than this."

After these words were spoken, the head of the tomb became a little angry.

He carried the coffin on his back, stomped the ground hard, shattered the earth veins, and attacked again.

boom!
The collision between the spear and the coffin stirred up magical power that directly flattened a mountain. The terrifying power was shocking.

The head of the tomb was breathing heavily. The black coffin was wrapped with magic power, which pressed down heavily. His magical power was like a heavy rain. Yuwen Tai squinted his eyes with a smile on his face. He easily responded with a gun.

The tomb master's behavior was exactly what he wanted.

By consuming his magic power in this way, he can easily kill the tomb master when he is exhausted.

“Brother Daoist, why don’t you give it a try by using the Shenzang vision to break the Tiandao Haori first? Otherwise, this person’s magic power will never be exhausted and it will be difficult to defeat him.” Ye Zang seemed to be thinking about something and said to the abbot of the tomb with his spiritual sense.

The tomb master's eyes trembled slightly, and he looked up at the bright sun in the sky.

He had just tried to use his Nascent Soul body to kill the bright sun in the Ninth Heaven, but it didn't work. Could he break the impasse by using the Shenzang vision?

However, there was no time for the tomb master to think.

As soon as Ye Zang transmitted the message, the head of the tomb retreated a hundred feet away, then formed seals with his hands, and the terrifying Shenzang vision appeared.

(End of this chapter)