Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Inside the Pingye Dao Palace, Jiang Sheng sat cross-legged on a cloud bed, observing the battle on the Lanyuan Plain through a projection.

Lin Fan strolled over leisurely and casually picked up a peach from Jiang Sheng's table: "Can you tell who will win and who will lose this battle?"

Jiang Sheng shook his head slightly: "The two are evenly matched and know each other well, so how can it be so easy to determine a winner?"

"In my opinion, this battle should end in a draw between the two. Then they will fight each other in terms of soldiers, generals, and formations. It will depend on who can outlast whom."

Lin Fan nodded, always trusting Jiang Sheng's judgment: "If it were you in charge, what would happen?"

Jiang Sheng laughed and said, "If I were to go, Zheng Qing should be able to withstand three of my sword strikes, but after that, it's hard to say."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan laughed and said, "Yuan Chen, your skills have reached such a level now, why haven't you broken through yet? Logically speaking, with your accumulation, you should have enough Immortal Source by now, right?"

Jiang Sheng remained silent for a long time before saying, "If I don't break through to the next realm, neither the people from the Qiankun Dao Sect, nor the people from the Dao Yi Palace, Yin Yang Zheng Zong, nor the Yuan Yang Dao Sect will dare to break through to the next realm easily."

“If they dare to try to break through to the next realm, I will go alone with my sword and I will be able to protect them. If they dare to send out Nascent Soul Realm cultivators to protect them, our Eastern Heaven Daoist School can also take advantage of the situation to make a move, since they are the ones who bullied the weak first.”

"On the contrary, if I break through to the next level, they will have no worries. After all, if I want to attack them after breaking through, it will give them a reason to criticize me and make me look like the one who is bullying others."

"Therefore, I can wear them down little by little by just dragging things out. If I wanted, I could even wipe out the Qiankun Dao Sect altogether."

Unparalleled!

The loss of a generation of true disciples is not as simple as losing a few dozen or a hundred disciples. It means that three thousand years of accumulation of a Xuanmen Dao Sect has been lost. Losing a generation is enough to make a Pure Yang Holy Land, which has dominated the Great Thousand World, unable to breathe for at least seven or eight thousand years.

Lin Fan stared at Jiang Sheng, whose expression remained calm, his smile froze, and the peach in his mouth lost its sweetness: "Yuan Chen, you're not really planning to do this, are you?"

Jiang Sheng has the ability to sever the three-thousand-year-old lineage of the Qiankun Dao Sect, but if he actually does it, the consequences will be truly enormous.

Jiang Sheng glanced at Lin Fan: "Now that so many of you, from the Qiankun Dao Sect, the Tianhe Dao Sect, and the Chixiao Dao Sect, are in the Nine Provinces Realm, if I sever their lineage, they can also sever ours."

"I understand the principle that those who start such practices will have no descendants."

"Besides, if I were to kill them all, wouldn't that be taking away your karma and destiny?"

"Now, I have done everything that I can do in the Refinement of Void realm, and I have also done many things that I should not have done. Right now, I am forcibly delaying my breakthrough to deter them for a while longer."

"Once the battle of Lanyuan is over, the karma of our generation will be settled by you, while I will go to catch up with my senior uncles and elders of the Feng generation in the Qiankun Dao Sect."

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng stretched and slowly leaned back: "To be honest, whether it's the Qiankun Dao Sect, the Dao Yi Palace, the Yin Yang Orthodox Sect, or even the Yuan Yang Dao Sect and the Zhen Xiao Dao Sect..."

"I really can't find any interesting people in my generation."

Lin Fan looked at Jiang Sheng's appearance, his lips twitched, and then he got up and walked outside: "I'm going to Lanyuan too."

"You should stay here in Pingye for now."

As they approached the palace gate, Lin Fan suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "By the way, Senior Brother Lingwei said that Lingqiu and the others will be arriving in the Nine Provinces Realm soon. Perhaps they will arrive before the Battle of Lanyuan is even over."

"Don't forget to pick them up when the time comes."

After saying that, Lin Fan hurriedly left.

Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, then chuckled, "Alright, alright, now I've become that idle person."

boom!
Thunder and fire surged, the violent and turbulent power of thunder and fire roaring incessantly like a flood, carrying the might of countless laws.

The roar of dragons and the cry of phoenixes resounded through the heavens and earth. Thunder dragons and fire phoenixes roamed the world, stirring up layers of thunder and fire that roared and swept through the sky, burning the void and shattering everything in their path.

Zhengqing is the current chief of the Zheng generation of the Tianyuan Shengzong sect.

As his Taoist name suggests, he was upright and honest, with a clear mind and great supernatural powers. He practiced the righteous path and walked the noble way. He cultivated the way of the Eight Trigrams, drawing upon the elements of heaven, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, mountains, and marshes for his own use, thus transforming the laws of heaven.

In Zhengqing's eyes, the art of thunder and fire is the most basic method of Taoism. He can control heavenly thunder and earthly fire with ease, and his operation is so smooth and flawless that no flaw can be found.

As the Thunder Dragon and Fire Phoenix soared through the sky, the Star River Kunpeng slammed its massive body, weighing billions of tons and seemingly containing the entire starry sea, down upon the Thunder Dragon and Fire Phoenix.

In an instant, the earth and sky collapsed, and the power of the boundless starry river surged and roared. The Star River Kunpeng used its power to break through all laws, and forcefully suppressed the Thunder Dragon and Fire Phoenix so that they could not raise their heads.

Zheng Qing is indeed formidable, but how could Ming Xian be weaker than him?
They are both leading figures of their time, and they are old rivals who have fought for thousands of years. Who doesn't know who the other is?
This battle lasted for three hours, with Mingxian and Zhengqing fighting fiercely until the sky darkened and the outcome remained uncertain.

Although both sides still have many trump cards they haven't used, it doesn't mean they haven't given it their all.

Without using any of their trump cards, this battle already demonstrated the strength of Mingxian and Zhengqing.

With neither side gaining the upper hand, they finally clashed in a final exchange of powerful attacks and then temporarily ceased hostilities.

However, the truce was only between Mingxian and Zhengqing, and it did not mean that this great war had ended.

After the two generals finished their battle, it was time for the Dao soldiers to fight. In the Tianhe Dao Sect's army formation, Mingzhen and Mingyou brought back Mingxian. Before the two could speak, Mingxian said directly, "Order the army to advance and give them no time to react."

Upon hearing this, Mingzhen and Mingyou exchanged a glance and immediately waved their command flags. Although it was only four million low-grade Dao soldiers, how could the low-grade Dao soldiers of the Tianhe Dao Sect be ordinary?

These four million low-grade Dao soldiers are equivalent to four million low-grade Golden Core cultivators, and each ten-thousand-person army formation is commanded by a Nascent Soul and Deity Transformation cultivator as a deputy general.

All the Dao soldiers combined amounted to four million low-grade Golden Core cultivators and four hundred Nascent Soul cultivators.

As the army advanced, waves of silver light surged forth, and countless scales reflected the sunlight, transforming into dazzling brilliance. The entire formation was pushed forward, seemingly reaching the heavens, like waves crashing against the shore, its murderous aura soaring into the sky.

At the same time, Zheng Qing, who had returned to the deck of the Dharma Boat, said to Zheng Hong, "Junior Sister, order the Dao soldiers to form a battle formation. Since Ming Xian has made his move, we have no reason not to accept it!"

Zheng Hong immediately waved the command flag, and as the command flags responded, one after another, the Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation Realm cultivators led densely packed Dao soldiers to leap out of the deck and form formations in mid-air from the war ships.

Just as the Daoist soldiers of the Tianhe Dao Sect formed formations of ten thousand men, the Tianyuan Holy Sect also formed formations of ten thousand men. One formation leaped out of the Dharma Boat and took its place in mid-air, and the other formations followed in succession. In a short while, they formed a giant formation that stretched across the heavens and the earth.

Just a quarter of an hour after Mingxian and Zhengqing retreated, the silver light wall formed by four million low-grade Dao soldiers of the Tianhe Dao Sect began to advance. At the same time, the Dao soldier formation of the Tianyuan Holy Sect also took shape and charged over with the momentum of a vast mountain and sea.

Mingxian and Zhengqing brought so many Dao soldiers here not just to watch. These Dao soldiers are supported by the sect, trained day and night, provided with magical artifacts and equipment, elixirs and blood food, and taught supernatural powers and techniques, all for the purpose of fighting for the sect at this time.

Mingzhen looked at the Daoist army formation of the Tianyuan Holy Sect and immediately recognized their intention: "Mingdong, the Tianyuan traitor has set up the Mountain and Sea Heavenly Profound Formation. Order the army to turn around and change to the Star River Nine Heavens Formation."

With a wave of the command flag in Mingdong's hand, which commanded the entire army, four hundred Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation Realm cultivators immediately moved their military formation. What was originally a completely continuous silver and iron wall instantly swirled and rose into the air, transforming into a nine-curved star river that blotted out the sky.

At the same time, Mingzhen gave another order: "Order all formations to use the Silver Star Heavenly Splendor Technique."

For a time, commands were constantly being relayed from each of the various formations.

"Silver Star!"

"Silver Star!"

"Silver Star!"

A deafening roar of "Silver Star" erupted.

In an instant, dazzling silver light shone from the arrays that occupied the sky. Each array of ten thousand people activated its spells, gathering the power of ten thousand people into the array and condensing it into an even more powerful divine ability. Streams of silver light rose from the arrays of ten thousand people, and as the soaring evil aura disappeared into the sky, it drew down stars.

As Mingdong waved his command flag, the four hundred square formations formed by the four million Dao soldiers of the Tianhe Dao Sect guided the stars to bombard them down. In an instant, stars fell from the sky, and the earth cracked and the sky collapsed.

Hundreds of stars bombarded the Daoist army formation of the Tianyuan Holy Sect in succession, seemingly aiming to annihilate the entire army in one strike.

Zheng Hong snorted coldly: "After fighting for so many years, who doesn't know who?!"

"Issue the order to mobilize the mountains and rivers, transforming them into a surging torrent, and to urge the mountains and rivers to move."

With the command flags waved, the Tianyuan Sacred Sect's Daoist army formation, commanded by Zheng Hong, also changed. As each formation mobilized its spiritual power and activated its magic, the air between heaven and earth was filled with the energy of mountains and rivers.

Immediately afterwards, a loud shout rang out: "Mountains!"

In an instant, the formations of the Tianyuan Holy Sect also roared with earth-shattering cries: "Mountains!"

"Mountains!"

"Mountains!"

In an instant, the energy of countless mountains and rivers condensed on the formation, gathering the power of ten thousand people to form a continuous mountain range.

Hundreds of formations, hundreds of mountain ranges stretching together, form a great dragon of mountains and rivers that spans the heavens and the earth.

With a roar that seemed to reach the heavens, the mountain dragon dragged its massive body into the air and crashed into the dense array of stars.

As stars crashed down, even when they struck the mountain dragon, they only created a dent and sent soil and rocks flying. However, as the Dao soldiers of the Tianyuan Holy Sect below continuously injected spiritual power, the injuries sustained in the previous moment were instantly healed in the next.

The mountain dragon seemed to possess inexhaustible power, soaring into the sky and sweeping its tail, destroying stars one by one while continuously spewing out countless mountain mists at the Tianhe Dao Sect's grand formation.

In an instant, streaks of mountain mist rushed across the sky. Most of them were smashed by meteors falling from the sky before they even touched the military formation. A small portion of the murderous aura tore through the military formation and entered the formation, splashing up countless severed limbs and remains.

A mere wisp of mountain mist was enough to destroy more than half of a 10,000-person formation. Whether it was a low-grade Dao soldier or a Nascent Soul or Divine Transformation Realm cultivator presiding over the formation, anyone grazed by this mountain mist would have their flesh melted and their soul scattered.

The Heavenly River Dao Sect was unable to completely stop the breath of the Mountain and River Dragon, and the Heavenly Origin Holy Sect was also unable to completely stop the meteor showers from the Heavenly River Dao Sect.

A meteorite crashed into the formation, accompanied by wailing and groans, and one of the formations was instantly smashed into a bloody pulp and vanished.

These Golden Core cultivators who had enjoyed eight hundred years of life in the mortal realm, these Nascent Soul and Divine Transformation realm cultivators who could roam the heavens and earth and watch the seas dry up and the rocks crumble, these beings who were enough to support the fortunes of sects and even suppress the fate of dynasties, these elites painstakingly trained by the Daoist sects and the Xuanmen sects, these cultivators who were of great importance in the Middle and Lesser Thousand Worlds, all turned into blood mist in large numbers at this moment.

And they finally fulfilled the requirements that the Xuanmen Daozong (Taoist sects) had for them:
To wear down the enemy's strength. (End of Chapter)