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Chapter 572 Heavenly Strike Slays the Venerable

"Both of you are disciples of the Tai Shen Palace, why bother with this?"

Just as Lü Shiming and Jue Jianzi were locked in a fierce confrontation and on the verge of attacking each other, Jiang Wen watched the spectacle from the sidelines. Although whether the two fought or not wouldn't affect him much, he still needed Lü Shiming to take him to Black Mountain. So, seeing that the two were about to clash, he stepped in to mediate.

"We're all family, let it go, let it go," Jiang Wen said, feigning concern. "This is the Emperor's palace; fighting won't benefit anyone."

"Hmph, what a brat! Merely at the Life Fire Realm, yet you dare to spout such arrogant words." Jue Jianzi glared coldly at Jiang Wen and said disdainfully. "The affairs of my Tai Shen Palace are none of your business."

Having said that, he flicked his sleeve towards Jiang Wen. A sharp sword intent flew towards Jiang Wen, as if to cut him into pieces.

Upon seeing this, Lü Shiming's expression changed, and he hurriedly waved his hand over the cauldron, trying to use it to block the sword intent. However, the sword intent was extremely swift, and in an instant it had already reached Jiang Wen.

"Uncle-Master!" Lü Shiming roared. "How could you lay a hand on my friend!"

"He brought this on himself," Jue Jianzi said nonchalantly.

The sword intent slashed through the air, approaching Jiang Wen's body. Just when both of them thought Jiang Wen would be injured by the sword intent, they saw the sword intent dissipate instantly.

The boy, who was only at the Life Fire Realm, stood there with a smile on his face, staring intently at Jue Jianzi.

"What?" Jue Jianzi was stunned. He hadn't expected that this cultivator at the Life Fire Realm could block his sword intent. Since entering the Dao Palace, he had few rivals in the past hundred years. He had killed countless cultivators at the Life Fire Realm, and those who could withstand a single sword strike from him were all the pride of the major immortal sects.

The person before him not only blocked his sword strike, but also caused his sword intent to dissipate into nothingness, something that someone at the Life Fire Realm could not do.

"Who are you?!" Jue Jianzi asked again after calming down.

"This humble Taoist priest, Jingxu Guan Taixu, is named Jiang Wen," Jiang Wen said with a smile.

"Why have I never heard of your name before?" Juejianzi asked again.

“It’s normal that you don’t know my name, fellow Daoist. Do you think you know everything in this world?” Jiang Wen retorted.

"..." Jue Jianzi was speechless, realizing that what the other party said made a lot of sense. If he didn't know everything in the world, how could he know everything about everyone in the world?
“You are definitely not at the Life Fire Realm,” Jue Jianzi said, staring at Jiang Wen.

"I never said what level of cultivation I possessed; it was merely a question and answer by you, fellow Daoist," Jiang Wen said with a smile.

“You’re right, it was all just me asking and answering my own questions.” Jue Jianzi shook his head to calm his magic power, then said to Lü Shiming, “Fine, I won’t stop you.”

After saying that, Jue Jianzi flew away. But as he left, he glanced at the smiling Jiang Wen out of the corner of his eye and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew he had been given a second chance at life.

Just moments before, as the sword intent shattered, Jue Jianzi felt a life-or-death crisis. It was as if a sword was pressed against his neck, ready to take his life at any moment. He was powerless to resist, completely at the mercy of his opponent, his life and death in their hands.

But the man didn't kill him immediately; instead, he gave him a chance to live.

"If I were to test him again, I'm afraid I would really die here. Where did this person come from? He's so terrifying." Jue Jianzi touched his neck with lingering fear, suddenly realizing that he couldn't stay in the Imperial Palace any longer.

"As expected, what my junior brother sent was not good. I'd better leave quickly." Jue Jianzi thought to himself, deciding to get away from the capital.

He sensed an impending storm emanating from the young man at Jingxu Temple.

He sent a message to the Emperor, and then Juejianzi flew away on his sword. He quickly disappeared from the skies above the capital, heading into the distance.

At Chengtian Palace, Lü Shiming breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Jue Jianzi leave. He landed in the pavilion and forced a smile at Jiang Wen.

"I apologize, my uncle was wrong today."

"Fortunately, he is your martial uncle," Jiang Wen said meaningfully.

"Well, luckily my martial uncle still gave me some face," Lü Shiming said with a wry smile. "If my martial uncle hadn't shown mercy, I thought we would both be dead here." "Don't worry, your martial uncle won't hurt us," Jiang Wen patted Lü Shiming's shoulder reassuringly.

Lu Shiming felt a warm current flowing through his body, instantly filling his weak body. This surprised him, and he thanked Jiang Wen.

"We should hurry to Black Mountain. There must be quite a few people in the Imperial Palace who have noticed us. It would be best if we entered Black Mountain as soon as possible, lest things get complicated." Jiang Wen scanned the Imperial Palace with his divine sense and sensed that many people were paying attention to the two of them. Clearly, what had just happened had attracted the attention of many people, including a sage and two familiar figures.

However, Jiang Wen's cultivation is extraordinary, and even a sage cannot discern his true nature. As long as he doesn't want others to know, they will only think of him as an ordinary cultivator of life fire.

Lü Shiming agreed wholeheartedly, and the two quickly left Chengtian Palace. Using the token of the Northern Ming King, they arrived at the location of Black Mountain.

Jiang Wen reached out and took out the Imperial Palace Scroll, looking at where he was.

The scroll depicts the entire Imperial Palace, from top to bottom. It's hard to imagine how the cultivators of the Taiping Dao managed to create this scroll, capturing the entire palace within its image.

“Black Mountain should be here.” Jiang Wen pointed to the scroll and looked at the large tree in the distance. “It’s under that big tree.”

"Black Mountain is under the big tree?" Lu Shiming asked in confusion.

“Hmm.” Jiang Wen nodded. “That tree is no ordinary tree; it is an ancient tree from the Sumeru Realm, dating back ten thousand years. To seal off Black Mountain and White Water, the saint of Tai Shen Palace moved it from the Sumeru Realm to this place as the sealing eye. We only need to pass under this tree to enter Black Mountain.”

Having said that, Jiang Wen looked around the ancient tree. He saw that the area was heavily guarded, filled with cultivators from the Worshiping God Society. They were holding a banquet and setting up seats in this palace courtyard, some for enjoyment, others for cultivation. Under the tree, a burly man sat quietly, with two horns on his forehead, his face honest yet shrewd.

"A brute," Jiang Wen thought to himself, staring at the man.

Of the thirteen Venerables of the Worshiping Gods Society, three have already passed away, except for the Longevity Turtle and Everlasting Spring Immortal. The lives and deaths of the Enchanting Serpent, the Filthy Pig, and the Yin Sheep are all related to him. Among those who resemble him, there is no one else but the Wild Bull.

"The Emperor is indeed cautious, even sending a Venerable One to guard Black Mountain." Jiang Wen chuckled inwardly, not paying much attention to the barbarian bull.

He explained the situation to Lü Shiming, who couldn't help but frown.

"It's actually the guard from the God Worship Association," Lu Shiming said in a deep voice. "I also recognize that person. He's a True Person at the Dao Palace Realm. Even my master couldn't gain the upper hand when he fought him. This person is quite powerful; we should be careful."

"Time waits for no one. I'll hold off the worshippers for a while, and you can take the opportunity to enter Black Mountain, Brother Jiang. I know you're a capable person, and I'm sure you can bring A'Meng and Princess Shenyun back."

"The God Worship Society has a large and powerful force. What would you do if they caught you?" Jiang Wen asked.

“I am the son of the Northern Ming King, and the people of the God Worship Society certainly wouldn’t dare to do anything to me. Brother Jiang, please rest assured, I will wait for your return.” Lü Shiming took a deep breath, summoned the Mountain and River Cauldron, and prepared to drag the members of the God Worship Society away.

But before he could move, Jiang Wen grabbed him.

"Don't worry, I have a plan," Jiang Wen said with a smile.

Amidst Lü Shiming's puzzled expression, Jiang Wen pointed at Gu Cang. Instantly, the entire palace courtyard became lush with branches and leaves, and countless vines danced in the air.

"Ziyun, thank you for your help," Jiang Wen said through his voice.

"Mm." Zi Yun responded, and countless strands of green wood power surged forth.

The bull, which had been sitting cross-legged under the tree, opened its eyes, stood up, and glared angrily at its surroundings.

Jiang Wen stood on the palace, a short sword flying out of his sleeve.

"Heavenly Sword, let me see what you're capable of."

Having said that, Tianji transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew out. A thin streak of lightning ripped through the twilight, piercing the bull's head in the blink of an eye.

"The Venerable Ones of the God Worship Society, will they all die at my hands in the end?" Jiang Wen chuckled as he looked at the figure of the raging bull.

(End of this chapter)