There is a progress bar in my cultivation of immortality

Dong Can sensed the energy fluctuations in the east, his cold eyes full of murderous intent, and he said to Wen Hai: "We will end the battle within five breaths!"

Wen Hai immediately responded: "Okay!"

After he answered, an ochre-colored crystal appeared on the palm of his left hand, and he crushed it immediately. When the ochre-colored crystal shattered, a rich earth spirit scent spread out.

At the same time, the earth spirit veins in Wen Hai's body connected the heaven and earth, forming dense yellow earth vein runes around his body, resonating with the pervasive earth spirit aura.

The cold wind created by the gray-robed Taoist's saber broke layer by layer under the resonance of the earth spirit's aura, causing the gray-robed Taoist's face to change in shock. On the other side, the Jiuxiao formation under Dong Can's feet unfolded again. When he raised a big spear with both hands, his whole body turned into an elusive blood-red aura that passed through the sky.

"呲~"

A sound similar to metal chiseling ice was heard.

The frozen area in front of the gray-robed Taoist was shattered by the spear, and his physical qi sea was also pierced by the spear. Green bubbles of light kept emerging from the wound and quickly dissipated.

"If that's all you have, you'll never have another chance!"

Dong Can appeared three feet in front of the gray-robed Taoist. As he spoke, he pinched a spell with his left hand. Then a long spear emerged from the Jiuxiao Formation under his feet, carrying countless twisted demon souls and sweeping across, and used the spear tip to directly cut off the gray-robed Taoist's physical head.

"Dang~"

It was the gray-robed Taoist's saber that tried to attack Dong Can's body, but was stopped by the energy swept by the Jiuxiao Formation.

Dong Can stared at the grey-robed Taoist's soul with cold eyes and a mocking smile in his eyes. Then he saw an ochre-colored magic circle emerge on the top of the purple barrier, and then a huge gravitational force descended, completely enveloping the grey-robed Taoist's soul.

"Boom!"

The mountain below collapsed directly because of this gravity. The shaking ground caused the houses in the nearby Siyue Town to sway back and forth, and the waves from the four rivers rolled onto the town’s roads.

The Qi sea and meridians constructed in the gray-robed Taoist's soul collapsed instantly under such a huge earth spirit aura. When the gray-robed Taoist's soul collapsed, Dong Can quickly grabbed the hilt of the saber that was about to go out of control.

The moment a bone-chilling chill penetrated Dong Can's soul, the black lizard on his shoulder opened its mouth and spit out a circle of black mist, which woke Dong Can up. He immediately used the earth spirit sealing formation that he had prepared in advance to put away the saber.

And all this really happened within five breaths!
Ruzheng and Gongyi were still in the state of summoning the sunflower rune. Ruzheng felt a pain in his heart when he saw Dongcan taking the saber, but he did not say anything to stop him.

After Dong Can dealt with the gray-robed Taoist priest, he looked up at the eastern sky. A long sword carrying bursts of coldness crossed the sky, and accompanied by heavy rain, locked onto Dong Can's soul and body.

"when!"

The long sword was blocked by a shiny broadsword. The blade of the broadsword was snow-white, but it had no handle. When the blade came into contact with the long sword, the spirit of a wolf demon surrounded the broadsword, and the surging demonic energy swallowed up most of the coldness of the long sword.

Under the dark clouds to the west of the broadsword, a weapon cultivator with magic weapon formations flashing all around him looked coldly ahead. In front of him was a cultivator wearing the Taoist robes of Linshui Mansion. There was a thick layer of frost on the surface of his robes, and he was surrounded by countless long swords flashing with cold light.

"You started a war!"

His icy words echoed between heaven and earth. The rain fell even harder at this moment, and was accompanied by a biting chill. The cold air brought about by the chill caused a strong wind to blow between heaven and earth. The scattered towns on the land below swayed like dying candles in the strong wind.

"So it's Brother Chunsong, what do you mean by that?"

The sunlight behind Ximian Qixiu penetrated the clouds, making the sky regain its blue glow. Under the glow, Zi Luan stepped on the auspicious clouds and responded with a smile.

The 'Chun Song' he mentioned is the cultivator with long swords around him. He is the second disciple of the Third Prince of Linshui Mansion and an orthodox third-level water cultivator of Xuanmen.

"You killed the third-level disciples of my Linshui Mansion, and you still ask me what my intention is?" Chunsong's tone was cold, as if he was going to attack if there was a disagreement. As he spoke, seven figures emerged in the rain behind him.

Zi Luan took a step forward, and his figure instantly advanced dozens of kilometers. The bright sunlight also advanced dozens of kilometers with him. When he was only a few miles away from Chunsong, he showed a puzzled look and said, "The one we just wiped out was the evil cultivator who committed a bloody act on Yunjiang Road. Daoist friend said he was a disciple of Linshui Mansion?"

As he spoke, several third-level cultivators appeared around him. They were all cultivators from the Zhenyang Sect in the Liangjiang area. Under the clouds farther away, Xuan Ling, Xia Wenyi, Hu Qianqian, Wen Hai, Dong Can, Li Miaolin, Que Cai and other third-level cultivators from Qianmu Temple were looking at this side as if they were watching a show.

At the mountaintop dojo of Qianmu Temple, Wang Ping, Rong Yang and Zhi Gong also gathered together.

The three of them sat on the ground on the sacred grass in front of the old locust tree. Wang Ping and Zhi Gong were playing chess, and it was almost the end of the game. Rong Yang was holding a jar of wine and commenting beside them:
"Now is the best time to slay the dragon, why are you still hesitating?"

His words were a double entendre.

Wang Ping was playing with the white pieces in his hand, staring at the big dragon surrounded by black pieces on the chessboard. When he heard Rong Yang's words, he raised his head and looked at Rong Yang. Then he put down the chess pieces in his hand, picked up the wine jar beside him and took a sip of the wine.

Seeing that Wang Ping had no intention of continuing to play chess, Zhi Gong also put down the chess piece in his hand and responded to Rong Yang's words just now: "There is a price to pay for slaying the dragon. If you are not careful, you will lose everything."

"Ao Bing is just bluffing. If we take over his people, he will have no choice but to swallow them. If he dares to expand the scale of the conflict, we will immediately remove the seal on Fellow Daoist Ao Hong!"

Rong Yang looked at Wang Ping and advised.

Zhi Gong also nodded slightly. She most hoped that the Central Plains would be in chaos, because only then would she have a chance. Otherwise, she would always have to agree with the two people in front of her.

Wang Ping put down the wine jar and looked at Yu Lian who was basking in the sun on the branch of the old locust tree next to him. Yu Lian immediately opened her eyes and met Wang Ping's gaze in confusion. Then Wang Ping said, "It would be nice if we could be quiet for a while."

Rong Yang was startled, then sighed: "I also want peace and quiet, but things in the world are not driven by our will!"

Wang Ping nodded in approval.

Talking about the reason why there are so many conflicts nowadays, it all comes down to their own reasons, while Vajra Temple, Taiyin Sect and Linshui Prefecture are the ones trying to maintain stability.

Looking at them from Wang Ping's perspective, he feels that they are all troublemakers, but looking at Zhenyang Sect and Qianmu Temple from Ke Yun's perspective, they are the real culprits causing unrest in the world, while they are just patching up the mess.

But this matter cannot be changed by Wang Ping's will, because there are several True Lords above him.

Rong Yang picked up a white piece and handed it to Wang Ping, saying, "There is nothing to hesitate about. This is how things are in the world."

Wang Ping took the chess piece, looked at Rong Yang and asked, "Is this the attitude of Master Lieyang?" Rong Yang shook his head and said, "My boss just told me that the Sun Cult cannot be moved. He has been saying this for two thousand years and rarely asks about other things."

His tone was still the same as before. He only showed fear but no respect for Master Lieyang.

Wang Ping nodded and dropped the white piece in his hand. Then a magic circle of luck appeared in front of him, and he began to deduce it in front of Rong Yang and Zhi Gong.

More than ten breaths later, he used the 'Heaven-Covering Talisman' again to shield his purpose this time.

"Then give it a try."

While whispering, he summoned the 'Golden Ball' to mark out all the three-level cultivators who were confronting him in the sky over Yunjiang Road.

Yunjiang Road.

Zi Luan, who was still "reasoning" with the monks from Linshui Mansion, heard Wang Ping's voice in his ears: "Leave the disciples of Linshui Mansion behind on the grounds of obstructing the Dao Palace's investigation. If they resist, they can be killed!"

When Zi Luan heard this, a chill ran up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. His eyes reflected the eight third-level disciples of Linshui Mansion in front of him. Except for Chunsong who was the leader, the others were all side sect cultivators. But if they really wanted to keep them or kill them, Linshui Mansion, Qianmu Temple and Zhenyang Church would completely fall out.

You should know that when the battle between Taiyin Sect and Yuqing Sect was at its most intense, only nine third-level cultivators died.

At the moment when Ziluan was stunned, Quecai appeared beside him and whispered, "Try not to harm Chunsong's life. You fight him, and we will attack the others!"

As she spoke, she offered up two flags engraved with transfer runes, and then clear transfer arrays appeared on the land and sky for thousands of kilometers along Yunjiang Road.

Chunsong and others on the opposite side did not seem to expect that Ziluan and others would actually take action. When he was surprised, the wood spirit aura generated between heaven and earth overwhelmed him. Then, the three-level cultivators who were confronting each other here were teleported to the sky above an empty sea in the east.

This is the advantage of fighting at home. Wherever in the territory of Qianmu Temple, there may be magic arrays of Taiyan monks on every inch of land.

Chunsong reacted in a daze. He stretched out his right hand to fix the magic formula, and his eyes quickly locked onto the attacking enemies. When he saw that the enemies were formed into groups of three and more than ten formations, his fighting spirit immediately dissipated.

"Your opponent is me!"

When Zi Luan's voice sounded, an ancient bronze sword streaked across the sky.

Chunsong suddenly felt that his whole body's energy was locked at this moment. The magic formula in his hands changed, and the countless green swords floating around him suddenly formed a huge water spirit formation. The rich water spirit energy instantly covered a hundred miles. As the sound of raging floods rang out, a huge waterfall over two kilometers long fell above the clouds with a powerful impact.

"retreat!"

Chunsong was much more responsible than his senior brother Chi Lan. He stood behind the short protective barrier formed by the impact of the waterfall and shouted to others. At the same time, he made a gesture with his hand. The water spirit energy that permeated the sea surface gathered because of his soul and the spiritual veins in his body, and gathered in front of the waterfall into countless ice cones and cold wind.

The monks from other sects who followed him used their own methods to find the direction of Linshui Mansion and evacuate.

It was also at this time that the bronze sword that was crossing the sky suddenly grew larger, instantly becoming hundreds of feet long. The surface of the sword was covered with emerald green light and complex rune lines, madly absorbing the wood spirit breath between heaven and earth.

Zi Luan maintained a fixed spell with his left hand, and a green halo was spinning wildly around him, driving seemingly endless wood spirit energy, infusing it into the runes on the surface of the sword, causing the bronze sword, which was already large enough, to continue to grow wildly, and in a blink of an eye it covered the sky and the sun.

This is the 'Art of Giant Things' passed down by Zi Luan's lineage!
Like a huge bronze sword that separated heaven and earth, the powerful impact brought by breaking the sound barrier caused the space to be torn apart. The endless sea water below had a gap of more than a hundred miles due to the powerful inertia. Countless fish and shrimps on the seabed were directly crushed by this force, turning into blood-red dots, and then swept away by the waves.

The giant waterfall falling from the clouds was also torn into two halves. At this time, heavy rain began to fall from the sky, accompanied by a strong wind that made it impossible to open one's eyes. However, this strong wind was nothing more than a drizzle for the cultivators of the third realm. Xuan Ling, Que Cai, Xia Wenyi, Li Miaolin and Hu Qianqian each led a combat team and rushed into the strong wind first.

After the bronze sword tore open the huge waterfall, it returned to its original size. Zi Luan turned into a stream of light and streaked across the sky. He first appeared at the place where Chunsong had just been floating, looking at Chunsong and others who were running fast in the heavy rain.

"Don't worry, they can't escape!"

While Que Cai was speaking, she once again offered up the two command flags she had used before, and then all the Taiyan cultivators present, including Xuan Ling, Xia Wenyi, and Li Miaolin, simultaneously made a spell.

The next moment, the void within a hundred miles began to flicker with the rune halo of the transfer array.

Chunsong and his companions, who were moving quickly, were about to dive into the sea when their vision became dazed and they were out of control for a moment. Then everything in their sight changed drastically. What they saw was Ziluan and his companions staring at them coldly in the heavy rain, and they were only two kilometers away.

"Don't move!"

When Zi Luan's voice echoed in Chunsong's ears, Que Cai and others had already rushed over in groups of three.

How could Chunsong not move? Countless green swords were spinning around him, turning into sword beams that attacked Ziluan. Raindrops that fell wherever they passed were all frozen, and turned into ice needles all over the sky that fell towards the area where Ziluan was.

Zi Luan easily sacrificed an "Armor Talisman" to form a defensive barrier that blocked all attacks. He gently raised an ancient bronze bell in his right hand, looked at Chun Song and reminded him again: "You'd better not move."

Chunsong looked at the monks who were being besieged on his side and sacrificed his dragon spirit, but at this moment, Ziluan threw the bronze bell in his hand.

The bronze bell expanded dozens of times the moment it rose into the air. The magic circle formed inside and outside drove the wood spirit energy to form an energy beam that completely enveloped Chunsong.

Then, the bronze bell completely engulfed Chunsong.

"Don't move!"

As Zi Luan spoke, he flashed and stood on the bronze bell to look around at the battle situation.

Three of the third-level cultivators brought by Chunsong surrendered, and the remaining four had their bodies stripped away and their souls destroyed!
At this time, Que Cai came over with two monks, one of them holding a storage bag in his hand.

"It went so well!"

Que Cai looked at Zi Luan and spoke.

When she said this, Li Miaolin also appeared beside Zi Luan and continued, "It's just that the other side didn't respond to our Lord's move."

Zi Luan looked up at the heavy rain falling from the clouds and whispered, "Let's go back first." (End of this chapter)