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Zhongzhou Star.

The divine light of the True Lords shone brilliantly in the clouds, creating a dazzling seven-colored glow. Countless believers instinctively stopped what they were doing and prayed softly. Some people without faith looked up at the sky in a daze, then their consciousness went blank, and they fell straight to the ground.

At the summit of Qianmu Temple, Shen Xiaozhu's gaze pierced through the atmosphere, piercing the boundless divine light of outer space. A fleeting thought of competition crossed her mind, followed by a sigh.

Suddenly, a piercing low groan came from the mountain stream. It was the cry of a blue-feathered owl. The sound came from the dojo where Yun Liang was. The sound was filled with anticipation for the future and an indomitable spirit in the face of this pressure.

Most of the disciples in the temple had already succumbed to the oppressive power of this force and could only offer instinctive prayers.

Deep in the mountains, Liu Shuang gazed in a daze at the divine light above the clouds. She could clearly feel her master's aura, and even more so, the immense power of the True Lords. This overwhelming power gave her a sense of powerless defeat.

"It's the aura of our grandmaster!"

Zhao Lei, who was cultivating alongside her, spoke, his tone filled with admiration, yet also carrying a hint of expectation; he too longed to possess such power.

Liu Shuang looked at Zhao Lei with a smile on her face and said, "Yes, it's the aura of your grandmaster."

Zhao Lei said longingly, "Many of the fellow Daoists I know like to describe our Grandmaster as the number one person in the human world. Among the five sects of Xuanmen and Tianmen, although many fellow Daoists are hostile to Taiyan Sect, they have great respect for our Grandmaster."

Liu Shuang said with a smile, "Because your grandmaster brought hope to cultivators of the human path."

"Is our Grandmaster battling with the other True Lords?"

"do not know!"

Liu Shuang did not comment on the matter.

Nowadays, nine out of ten cultivators are human cultivators. Not counting the lower-level Qi cultivators, once they reach the second realm and learn about some of the hidden historical issues, they all admire Wang Ping from the bottom of their hearts. This is one of the main reasons why his incense offerings are so popular.

It can be said that under this starry sky, apart from the core star fields of Xuanmen, Tianmen, and the demon race, most other Taoist temples and sects of human cultivators have tacitly placed Wang Ping's divine position in the core position.

There's no other reason than that Wang Ping is a True Lord of Humanity!
The Taiyan Sect's headquarters in Jupiter's orbit.

Xuanling, Quecai, and Tongyu Daoist all gazed into the void. As cultivators of the fourth realm, they were most able to feel the immense power of the True Monarchs. It was a power that could directly interfere with their spellcasting. Faced with this power, they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.

Faced with the clash of the True Lords under the starry sky, their first thought was to escape. However, after being enveloped by the divine light, they did not even have the courage to move their feet. They could only drift like rootless duckweed, letting the power of the True Lords run rampant in the starry sky.

Other cultivators who had interacted with Wang Ping, such as Zhi Gong of the Underground Cave Sect and Huai Mo Dao Ren of the Jade Purity Sect, were all shocked by the clash between Wang Ping and the True Monarchs. Following the extraterrestrial war a thousand years ago, they once again felt Wang Ping's powerful strength.

An indescribable mix of absurdity and awe spread through their hearts.

At that moment, Tiangong, who had been suppressed, experienced a violent fluctuation of Buddhist and divine light around him after being ignored by Wang Ping. A clear trace of anger at being slighted appeared on his golden face, which was devoid of joy or sorrow.

Ignored by Wang Ping and at a disadvantage in the game, his Buddhist heart, dormant for countless years, was stirred. He changed his hand seals again, and even more powerful divine power began to gather in front of him, attempting to overturn the chessboard and directly confront Wang Ping.

"Fellow Daoist Tiangong, given the current situation, it would be best to stop!"

A cold and clear voice rang out, like a drop of icy spring water, instantly extinguishing the burning fighting spirit that was about to erupt.

A faint purple lightning flashed around Baiyan Zhenjun, but he made no extra movements. However, an invisible barrier naturally condensed in the space in front of him, perfectly blocking the torrent of divine power that Tiangong was about to unleash.

Almost at the same time, Xuanqing Zhenjun, who was beside Wang Ping, also spoke gently, his voice clear and resonant, yet carrying an undeniable weight: "Fellow Daoist Tiangong, the game is already showing signs of fatigue. Forcing the continuation of the momentum may damage the foundation, which is not the act of a wise man."

As he spoke, a clear radiance flowed naturally around him, merging with Wang Ping's emerald divine light to form a gentle yet powerful neutralizing force. This force soothed the restless Buddhist divine power, quietly dissolving its surging impact into nothingness.

The two True Lords acted at just the right time, one forcefully blocking the attack and the other gently defusing it, instantly extinguishing the second wave of Tiangong's impending offensive.

Tiangong's movements faltered, the gathered divine power forcibly suppressed by the two beings of the same level. His anger intensified, and he abruptly turned to look at Bai Yan, his golden pupils burning with Buddhist fire: "Fellow Daoist Bai Yan, what is the meaning of this? Do you intend to help him?" He then looked at Xuan Qing, his tone questioning: "Fellow Daoist Xuan Qing, do you also intend to interfere in my debate with Fellow Daoist Wang Ping?"

Xuanqing's voice remained completely calm: "It's not about helping anyone, but the situation today is no longer a matter for the two of you to discuss the Dao, and there are still rebels to deal with."

Bai Yan then said, "With your current cultivation level, you are no match for Fellow Daoist Changqing. Why invite humiliation upon yourself?"

“Fellow Daoist, if you act arbitrarily, we will truly be powerless to help you.”

Xuanqing's voice was loud and clear.

Tiangong was interrupted before he could speak again. Then he sensed Wang Ping's gaze beside him, a coldness that was indescribable, which made his primordial spirit involuntarily feel fear, an emotion he had not felt for a long time.

The next moment, Tiangong completely calmed down, and there was no longer any anger in his emotions, only the fear that he himself knew. Then he entered a state of 'self-discipline', restraining all his emotions and desires.

Wang Ping had been observing coldly the whole time. When Tiangong regained his composure, a faint sense of boredom surfaced in his emotions. Just now, when Tiangong wanted to continue his attack, he had truly harbored murderous intent. His eyes had also calculated through countless time and space that the success rate was over 70%.

However, after the Heavenly Craftsman concealed his aura, Wang Ping's chances of success in his deductions plummeted to 20%, and when he continued to maintain his killing intent, an aura in the void locked onto him.

An unfamiliar aura, but Wang Ping knew it was the Dragon Lord!
Yu Lian immediately communicated with him in her spiritual sea: "Are you disappointed?"

There was indeed some disappointment. It was disappointing that the Dragon Lord didn't make a move in this state, it was disappointing that Tiangong didn't continue, and it was even more disappointing that Xuanqing was inclined to remain neutral. Although Baiyan seemed to be stopping Tiangong, his obstruction was more like helping Wang Ping deal with Tiangong.

Yu Lian sensed Wang Ping's emotional fluctuations and suggested in her spiritual sea, "With your current cultivation level, you can directly present a visiting card to the Dragon Lord."

Wang Ping immediately rejected the idea. He could not take the initiative to contact the Dragon King, because he knew that the Dragon King would propose conditions that he could not afford, and in doing so, he would lose his 'righteousness'!
While 'righteousness' might seem meaningless to the True Lords, Wang Ping was the first True Lord to formally ascend to the Human Realm. With 'righteousness' in hand, many things would be much easier for him in the future. Wang Ping ignored Tian Gong and focused his gaze on Xuan Qing, his tone becoming somewhat distant as he asked, "When will Lie Yang emerge from seclusion?"

The divine light emanating from Jupiter's orbit vanished instantly as he spoke.

Subsequently, the divine light of the other True Monarchs dissipated one after another, and Xuan Qing clasped his hands in response, saying, "Fellow Daoist Lieyang will be able to emerge from seclusion in at most another sixty years."

Wang Ping then asked, "Rong Yang of the Zhenyang Sect, is he taking this opportunity to advance to the fifth realm?"

Xuan Qing met Wang Ping's gaze without speaking, only nodding slightly.

Wang Ping smiled slightly and looked at Tian Gong, saying, "You guys are really quite amusing. Back when I proposed at the meeting to allow more disciples to advance to the fifth realm, you all disagreed, yet you were all secretly plotting against me. Truly..."

He shook his head, not saying his last words, but Yulian chimed in, "Truly shameless!"

Bai Yan said coldly, "It's like gamblers in the mortal world. When they lose everything in the casino, they will bet everything, including their own life and fortune. Unfortunately, their end is often tragic."

Tiangong was not angered by this. He had already returned the Buddhist Kingdom to his spiritual sea, and the divine palace beside him had also disappeared. Only a faint golden light remained near the lotus platform. After Bai Yan's evaluation, he put his hands together and said, "The saint is merciful. I have just come out of seclusion and have some things to deal with in the temple. I will not chat with you fellow Daoists any longer."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into a golden streak of light and disappeared.

Yu Lian then said in her spiritual sea, "Di Wen, as an ally of Tian Gong, only supported him with his voice. Did you leave him with psychological trauma last time? It's a pity I didn't witness it firsthand."

Wang Ping neither confirmed nor denied this, then glanced in the direction of Mercury and cupped his hands in invitation to Bai Yan, saying, "Fellow Daoist, would you like to come to my Daoist temple for a cup of hot tea?"

Bai Yan replied, "Then I shall respectfully comply!"

When he responded, he glanced at Xuan Qing, who was left standing to the side.

At this moment, Wang Ping had already transformed into a streak of emerald light and streaked across the void. Bai Yan immediately followed closely behind. Xuan Qing watched the two figures leave without any fluctuation in his mind. Then he flew towards the public Ascension Platform in the direction of Venus.

As the teleportation array of the Ascension Platform was activated, Xuan Qing returned to the orbit of Venus, which was scorched by flames, and transformed into a beam of colorful light, flying towards the Sun Base. In the blink of an eye, he entered the Sun Base, which was enveloped in solid flames.

This is not the purgatory that was completely burned down as imagined, but a magnificent world composed of extreme light and heat.

As far as the eye can see, everything is made up of boundless golden-white flames. These flames flow slowly like a liquid golden ocean, and they seem to be alive, constantly changing shape. Sometimes they transform into the outline of a majestic fire palace, and sometimes they condense into various indescribable fire spirits.

The temperature of the space was high enough to instantly vaporize ordinary magical artifacts, and the extremely concentrated true yang energy was almost solidified. Every breath inhaled was the purest and most violent essence of the sun. Light here was so intense that it lost its meaning, because everything in sight was shining on its own.

A golden crow was stretching its body at the core of the flames. Its entire body was composed of the purest and most refined golden flames, and every feather seemed to be forged from the flowing core of the sun, radiating terrifying heat that could burn everything. This was the physical body of the Blazing Sun True Lord who was in seclusion for cultivation.

Above the giant golden crow's head floated a mysterious array composed of countless complex wood spirit runes. This array was out of place with the surrounding raging solar energy. It emitted soft yet resilient emerald rays that fell like ribbons, gently enveloping the golden crow's head, especially the area between its eyebrows and sea of ​​consciousness.

This magic array, personally set up by Wang Ping, is effectively calming the restless consciousness that True Lord Lieyang inevitably experiences due to his frantic absorption of solar energy, ensuring that his true spirit remains clear during such a violent cultivation process, so as not to be devoured by the true fire of the sun.

Xuanqing's figure appeared in this kingdom of light. His body was surrounded by a clear radiance, gently pushing away the extreme heat waves and light radiation that were attacking him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the huge golden crow's body.

"Fellow Daoist Changqing has now completely gained momentum!"

When Lieyang's voice appeared, his primordial spirit coalesced into a real human form. He chuckled as he said this, "If his cultivation level wasn't high enough, he wouldn't have been able to set up such a good formation for me to cultivate with. It's just that this favor made him feel a bit too relaxed. Don't you think I lost a lot in this deal?"

Xuanqing maintained his usual demeanor and replied, "You think too much, which causes your consciousness to be led by desires. The previous thousand years of silence still haven't taught you true wisdom."

Upon hearing this, Lieyang looked at Xuanqing and burst into laughter. His laughter caused the surrounding flames to tremble. After laughing, he said, "Is this how you cultivate? How many years has your Yuqing Sect's consciousness been passed down? What's the point of living so quietly?"

Xuanqing remained calm and said, "You fought with the Dragon Lord, with Yaoxi, and with Huishan before. What did you gain in the end?"

Lieyang seemed to have a lot to say, but when he looked at Xuanqing, he shook his head. He gave up explaining and simply said, "You wouldn't understand. This is my cultivation. Unless you find someone to replace me, Rongyang is a good one. You agreed to his promotion, so you want him to replace me, right?"

Xuan Qing's eyes flashed, and he asked in return, "What do you think?"

Lieyang laughed again, and as the flames trembled violently, he said, "That kid's advancement came from the refinement of my Golden Crow body. Even if he advances, he can only be subordinate to my consciousness. When my consciousness is chaotic, he will be a supplement to my consciousness. You can only hope that he can replace me when I merge my consciousness next time."

Xuan Qing shook his head gently and said softly, "You're overthinking it."

Lieyang said, "Let's just say I'm overthinking it. But in this world, it's always better to think more than not to think at all. Now let's see how the Dragon Lord chooses."

Xuan Qing frowned and said, "You shouldn't have gotten involved in the Dragon Lord's affairs in the first place!"

“You weren’t involved at the time, so you can say that. Just like how you escaped with Changqing’s help, this bound Yuqing Sect to Changqing’s karma. And I escaped with Linshui Prefecture’s help, which also bound me to Linshui Prefecture’s karma. Some things are unavoidable; we can only move forward step by step.”

"Changqing should not stop here."

"You can choose to help him, but I cannot. This starry sky has existed for billions of years, and countless heroes have emerged from it. Changqing is but a tiny, insignificant ray of light in the long river of time. I cannot make concessions, and you..."

Lieyang stared at Xuanqing and said with a smile, "You can't support anyone either, because you've inherited too many memories, and these memories make you unable to trust others."

Xuan Qing ignored Lie Yang's assessment of him and said, "What if the Dragon Lord and Chang Qing form an alliance?" (End of Chapter)