Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The chaotic battles in Lanyuan continue unabated, while flames of war rage in Tianhe and Tianyuan.

As the Tianhe Daozong Long generation and the Tianyuan Shengzong Heng generation fought fiercely, the Tianhe Daozong Cang generation also made their move.

With a single move, True Monarch Canglan stirred up a thousand winds and raging waves. As countless currents swirled around him, True Monarch Canglan raised his hand and lightly pointed: "The wind rises, the sand moves, and the stones fly!"

"The Thirty-Six Heavenly Techniques: Flying Sand and Rolling Stones!"

While both were using the Thirty-Six Heavenly Techniques, the Second Tribulation True Lord Canglan's attack swept across the entire battlefield, creating a sandstorm covering tens of millions of miles.

Countless grains of sand and gravel were swept up by the gale and roared across the land. Wherever the sand and gravel passed, mountains were riddled with holes and rivers were filled into flat land. The numerous magical boats of the Tianyuan Holy Sect were tossed about in the storm, and the spiritual energy barrier they had erected was pierced through and destroyed by the dense sand and gravel in just a few breaths.

The combined forces of Tianyuan Holy Sect and Qiankun Dao Sect suffered heavy losses in the sandstorm. Their formations were wiped out, leaving only bloodstains, and even severed limbs and remains were buried in the sand.

Han Yuan and Wen Yuan gazed at the sand and stones flying everywhere outside Lan Yuan Dao Palace, which blotted out the sky. Even the protective array of Lan Yuan Dao Palace was dim and teetering under the power of the Heavenly Gang Divine Power. One could imagine how great the losses were to the magic boats, magical artifacts and Dao soldiers outside the city.

Wen Yuan couldn't help but say, "If we let the Tianhe Dao Sect continue like this, I'm afraid we'll suffer heavy losses."

Zheng Qing remained calm: "It's alright, my grandmaster uncle will take action."

As they were talking, a sudden gust of wind arose behind the Lanyuan Dao Palace.

The wind rises, the clouds surge, and the waters of the sky are summoned.

As the wind stirred the clouds and raindrops fell, a slender figure stood above the Lanyuan Dao Palace.

He held a whisk in one hand and made a hand seal with the other: "Summoning wind and rain!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a violent storm poured down, the rain as if the Milky Way had been poured out, soaking and pelting down the flying sand and stones. The two gales clashed, the wind of yellow sand and the wind of torrential rain constantly battering each other, creating two distinct colors on the battlefield.

Wen Yuan looked up, his eyes filled with excitement, while Zheng Qing remained calm. It was their Tianyuan Holy Sect's Zhaoxu True Monarch who had made the move.

Zhaoxu Zhenjun calmly watched the raging wind and rain pour down. As the rainwater gathered more and more, it gradually formed a torrent that began to surge into the Tianhe Dao Sect's army formation.

A massive, turbid wave crashed against the Heavenly River Dao Sect's grand formation.

Despite the murderous aura and bloodlust of twenty million Dao soldiers soaring into the sky, they still appeared extremely weak in the face of the might of heaven and earth. As the towering waves crashed down, the Dao soldier formation of the Tianhe Dao Sect finally could not withstand it and allowed the flood to pour in.

However, before the Dao soldiers could form a defensive formation, True Lord Zhaoxu once again waved his whisk: "Overturning Rivers and Seas."

In an instant, the raging flood was stirred up by an invisible force, and the turbulent rivers and seas turned into a disaster on land and water. The surging waves swallowed up the formations of the Heavenly River Dao Sect's soldiers.

Just as Canglan Zhenjun's flying sand and stones easily wiped out the Tianyuan Shengzong's military formation, Zhaoxu Zhenjun's ability to summon wind and rain and overturn rivers and seas also easily swallowed up a large number of Dao soldiers of Tianhe Daozong.

However, neither Canglan Zhenjun nor Zhaoxu Zhenjun took these losses seriously.

A burst of mysterious light appeared in Canglan Zhenjun's hand. He gently slashed at the surging flood below, and the invisible mysterious energy, as smooth as a sword, parted the turbulent torrent below. Then, under the repulsion of the magical power, the flood poured to both sides, revealing the muddy ground.

The Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang: Transforming Rivers into Land.

The attitude of the Azure Wave True Lord was very clear: you can summon wind and rain to flood mountains and rivers, and I can also use the method of dividing water to drive you away.

As the floodwaters receded, Lanyuan was now a muddy mess.

First came flying sand and stones, then raging winds and torrential rain, followed by devastating floods. Now, Lanyuan is in ruins everywhere. The losses of Dao soldiers and various war artifacts of both Tianhe Dao Sect and Tianyuan Dao Sect are incalculable.

Then, True Monarch Canglan raised his hand again and pointed, and the mysterious light entered the ground, instantly turning the muddy Lanyuan into a hard and flat ground.

The Thirty-Six Methods of Tiangang: Turning Earth into Steel.

As the ground cleared of mud, True Lord Cangxu nodded slightly. War drums sounded, horns blared, and the smoke of battle filled the air. The Daoist soldiers of the Tianhe Dao Sect formed ranks once more and began to advance towards the Tianyuan Holy Sect.

Seeing this, True Monarch Zhaoxu snorted coldly, flicked his whisk, which transformed into a jade-cold longsword, and casually tore open the void in front of him, taking a step to arrive in front of True Monarch Canglan.

"Canglan, let's settle this once and for all!"

"Zhaoxu, who do you think you are!"

Canglan Zhenjun remained calm and composed. With a flick of his hand, countless starlight condensed into a galaxy that swirled and devoured the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, annihilating all living beings: "Star Swirl!"

Immediately afterward, True Monarch Cangxu rushed forward and struck with his palm: "Desolation!"

Stars are desolate!

As True Monarch Canglan and True Monarch Cangxu joined forces, the vast starry river transformed into a vortex that devoured heaven and earth, and the aura of withering and annihilation of all things slowly descended.

Just as True Monarch Canglan and True Monarch Cangxu joined hands, a figure suddenly leaped out from behind True Monarch Zhaoxu: "Wanji Guixu!"

The Immortal Lord Zhaoji has made his move!
For a time, the four Second Tribulation True Monarchs were locked in a fierce battle, while Cangyuan True Monarch and Zhaoyou True Monarch had disappeared without a trace.

The chaos of the battle in Lanyuan was earth-shattering.

Dozens of True Monarchs of the Upper Three Realms from the Tianhe Dao Sect and the Tianyuan Holy Sect were engaged in a battle in Lanyuan. One after another, the life stars appeared in broad daylight, their brilliance obscuring the sun and moon. The bright starlight could be clearly seen throughout Yanzhou.

In the southern region of Yanzhou, within the grand formation of the Qinghua Dao Sect.

Xuan Yi gazed at the soaring starlight in the direction of Lanyuan in the Western Regions, and then looked at what was in front of him.

Opposite them, banners of the Yin-Yang school fluttered in the breeze.

The Shao Yang and Shao Yin sects of Yin-Yang orthodoxy were leading their Daoist soldiers to block their way.

Although Shao Yang and Shao Yin seemed to be working very hard, having already led their Dao soldiers in five battles against Xuan Yi and Xuan Xin in just a few days, Xuan Yi still felt that something was amiss.

This feeling of unease is hard to describe in words.

It's not accurate to say that Shao Yang and Shao Yin are all bark and no bite, nor is it correct to say that they are just dealing with war.

The two seemed to be...
"Tangled?"

Xuanxin looked at his senior brother with some confusion.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Sang, Xuan Xing, Xuan Ji, and Xuan Jing all looked at Xuan Yi, waiting for his explanation.

Xuan Yi said in a deep voice, "Didn't you see? It's true that Shao Yang and Shao Yin are fighting desperately, but while they are fighting desperately, they are also hesitant. Several times, they could have repelled us and pushed the battle line back, but they hesitated."

Where does this hesitation come from?

"Is it the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect that doesn't support them? Or is it the Qiankun Dao Sect that doesn't support them?"

Xuanxin smiled and said, "Senior Brother, Shaoyang and Shaoyin are the chief disciples of the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect in this generation. Moreover, there are not only the two of them in the Southern Region of Yanzhou, but also all the disciples of the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect in this generation, as well as the Dao soldiers of the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect." "If the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect abandons them, then they will not be able to compete for anything in the next three thousand years."

Xuanxin's words made everyone nod in agreement.

Just as Xuanxin said, the one who is now in this Nine Provinces Realm, in this Yan Province, is the true successor of the Yin-Yang Orthodox School.

If these people are abandoned, it would be tantamount to breaking the backbone of the Yin-Yang Orthodox School and severing its three-thousand-year-old lineage. Only a fool would abandon them.

As for the Qiankun Dao Sect, it's even less likely they wouldn't support it.

Now, what is confronting Qinghua Dao Sect here is not only the Dao soldiers of Shaoyang, Shaoyin, and Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect, but also the sixty True Lords of the fifty-two Dao Palaces in the entire southern region of Yanzhou. Behind the two are not only the tens of millions of Dao soldiers sent by Kongdong Dao Sect, but also the millions of Dao soldiers in the southern region of Yanzhou.

The sheer power of this force forced Xuan Yi to mobilize the Dao soldiers from the Three Star Immortal Sect of the Luo Realm and the Spirit Sea Immortal Sect of the Linghe Realm to provide support.

At present, True Lord Jingbai of the Three Star Sect and True Lord Haiyu of the Spirit Sea Sect are leading 14 million Dao soldiers to provide support on both sides.

Given the current situation, it's clear that a bloody battle is about to begin. Why would Xuan Yi think that Shao Yang and Shao Yin are having some kind of internal conflict?
Seeing the puzzled expressions on the faces of his fellow disciples, Xuan Yi said quietly, "I can't explain why either, but I could sense from my fight with them that they were indeed struggling."

"It seems that something has happened somewhere that we are unaware of."

Meanwhile, within the Yin-Yang Orthodox military formation, both Shao Yang and Shao Yin looked rather grim.

Behind the two were tens of millions of Dao soldiers from the Yin-Yang Orthodox Sect, tens of millions of Dao soldiers from the Huayun Dao Sect, and millions of Dao soldiers of various kinds mobilized by the Qiankun Dao Sect of the Southern Region of Yanzhou.

With nearly 30 million Dao soldiers arrayed together, plus dozens of True Monarchs from the Qiankun Dao Sect providing support, such a force would have no problem overwhelming the Qinghua Dao Sect.

Even so, Shao Yang and Shao Yin still dared not make any rash moves.

Shao Yang frowned as he looked at the communication jade pendant in his hand: "What do you mean by saying that True Lord Deyou might not be able to support us?"

"Xuan Yi on the other side has mobilized 30 million Dao soldiers. All the true disciples of the Xuan generation of Qinghua Dao Sect are on the other side. I'm just waiting to destroy Qinghua Dao Sect in one battle."

"If True Lord Deyou cannot come to our aid, and Xuanyi invites True Lord Zhaoye or True Lord Zhaohong, wouldn't we be at their mercy?"

Deyou Zhenjun, the Fifth Tribulation Zhenjun of Tianyuan Shengzong.

Now, Shaoyang and Shaoyin are waiting for this Five Tribulations True Lord to arrive so that they can launch a great battle, but the True Lord Deyou has yet to appear.

The reason the two were waiting for True Lord Deyou was because True Lord Jingkan, who guarded the southern region of Yanzhou, had disappeared!
A Five Tribulation True Monarch of the Qiankun Dao Sect, a key figure guarding the destiny of the southern region of Yanzhou, has disappeared!

They even disappeared after the Battle of Maple Valley!
If Han Yuan and the others hadn't told him this personally, Shao Yang would have almost thought it was a joke!
Who could believe that a Fifth Tribulation True Monarch had disappeared without a trace on the Qiankun Dao Sect's own territory?
Without the Five Tribulations True Monarch in charge, how could Shaoyang dare to easily launch a counterattack?
Currently, the Eastern Heavenly Daoist family in Yanzhou has four Fifth Tribulation True Monarchs on the surface!

Looking at the imposing army of the Qinghua Dao Sect opposite him, Shao Yang couldn't help but frown: "True Lord Jingkan is nowhere to be found, and True Lord Deyou may not come to our aid."

"Are we, the true lineage of Yin and Yang, born of a stepmother?"

Shao Yin frowned in confusion: "How could True Lord Jingkan have disappeared?"

The borders of the Nine Provinces are unknown.

A vast, chaotic aura enveloped all directions, and the meaning of nothingness sank and flowed.

As Jingkan Zhenjun traversed the chaos, his expression grew increasingly grim: how long had he been walking through this chaos?
ten years?

century?

Or a thousand years?

It was too long, so long that even Jingkan True Lord, a Fifth Tribulation True Lord who was said to be as old as heaven and earth, could feel the erosion of time.

Time is the most terrifying force. Silently and without warning, it can reduce an emperor's empire to ashes. Even immortals in the upper three realms, who have lifespans as long as heaven and earth and the power to pluck stars and seize the moon to turn the tide, will still be worn away by the passage of time.

If you don't believe me, look back at the past years. Leaving aside the first Yuanhui, how many of those Five Tribulation True Lords and Mahayana Immortal Lords from the beginning of this Yuanhui are still alive in the present world?

As time went by, Jingkan Zhenjun gradually forgot who he was.

The further he walked, the more confused he became. Jingkan Zhenjun murmured to himself, and then he saw the light and shadow ahead, and the Taoist standing in the light and shadow.

"who are you?"

"Jingkan Zhenjun asked curiously."

The figure in the light and shadow laughed and said, "I am you."

"You are me too."

After a long pause, Jingkan Zhenjun's dormant divine sense finally came to its senses: "You are me, I am you, then I am..."

The figure in the light and shadow laughed and said, "You are naturally you, and you are also me."

Jingkan Zhenjun was stunned, then murmured, "I am me, I am you, you are me, I am you."

As he spoke, Jingkan Zhenjun suddenly burst into a silly laugh: "Yes, yes, yes, I am you, and you are me."

"I'm."

"I'm."

"I'm."

As he continued to recall, True Lord Jingkan solemnly and respectfully performed the Daoist bow: "I am the Free and Unfettered Mysterious Lord!"

After bowing once, when True Lord Jingkan raised his head, his expression had become calm and elegant, and his eyes seemed to hold the swirling of ink lotuses:
"Neither light nor darkness, neither turbidity nor defilement"

"Free and at ease, all wonders are without origination."

Beyond that vast chaos, a hand encompassing the sun and moon gently cradled this high-walled labyrinth hidden in nothingness, filled with the energy of chaos.

On the palm of his hand, after traversing countless years and spanning countless worlds, a pair of smiling eyes looked at the Jingkan True Lord, who was worshipping in the maze of chaos.

Invisibly, threads rose from the top of Jingkan Zhenjun's head and limbs, disappeared into the chaotic void, and gently landed in his other palm.

Immediately, Jingkan Zhenjun in the chaotic maze transformed into a puppet, manipulated by the threads, making various movements.

Compared to Binmiao's puppet technique, this is undoubtedly the true Free and Easy Ink Lotus Puppet Technique.

A gentle laugh echoed from the void and chaos:
"Another excellent fish." (End of Chapter)