Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The sun rises high in the sky, obscuring the four seas; the dragon roars, suppressing the soul, and flames rise.

At this moment, Yuan Yi Zhenjun was already a wrathful deity. The vermilion crown on his head was radiant with three-colored light, the purple aura and celestial light robe on his body was filled with five-colored light, the great sun golden mace in his hand was radiant, and the phantom image of the great sun and nine dragons behind his head was like a Dao wheel reflecting the heavens and the earth.

Lingfeng Zhenjun felt as if the entire Yanzhou world was against him. The spiritual energy avoided him like the plague, and the laws of heaven bound him like chains. In the sky above, all sorts of celestial phenomena seemed to be foreshadowing his doom. How could Lingfeng Zhenjun not be furious?!

Gazing at the majestic and awe-inspiring phantom of the Great Sun and Nine Dragons, the handsome Lingfeng Zhenjun's face was now somewhat distorted: "Zhao Hong cannot kill me, this world cannot kill me!"

"Yuan Yi! You really think you can kill me?!"

Lingfeng Zhenjun reached out with both hands to the left and right, and in an instant, the space on both sides shattered. The chaotic void currents and disordered gales were grasped by Lingfeng Zhenjun in his palms, and then condensed into thousands of wind blades that swept across the scene.

The Great Dao of Wind manifested in heaven and earth, sweeping away thousands of winds and engulfing the mortal world. As the essence of the laws of wind gathered around True Monarch Lingfeng, a wind cone, condensed as if it were nothing, took shape behind the wind blade.

The moment the wind cone condensed, the surrounding area fell silent for millions of miles. Then, all the thunder and fire in the sky were stirred up by the wind cone and drawn into it, making the wind cone more solid and sharper.

Accompanied by a rapid buzzing sound, the wind cone stirred up the chaotic void in all directions. Gradually, even fragmented, colorful pieces were swept up by the wind cone and transformed into multicolored streams of light on both sides of the wind cone.

Those colorful fragments are called remnants, or time itself.

At this moment, True Lord Lingfeng had already unleashed his trump card, using the power of a thousand winds to stir up time. This wind cone strike could instantly stir up the time span of thousands of miles, disrupt the spiritual energy of this world, and then annihilate everything in front of him.

Below the level of a Fifth Tribulation True Monarch, facing this technique, only death is the outcome.

Even a True Monarch of the Fifth Tribulation must avoid its sharp edge; if one is not careful, he will be caught in the wind cone and there will be no way he can get out unharmed.

In this whirlwind that can even tear apart time, even the Five Tribulations True Lord, who has gathered the Three Flowers at the Top and the Five Qi at the Origin, will lose half his life!

The wind cone took shape in the blink of an eye!
As the wind cone shattered time, and as countless miles of spiritual energy transformed into the killing intent of the wind cone, True Lord Lingfeng gazed at the Great Sun Nine Dragons Dao Wheel hanging high in the sky, and at True Lord Yuanyi, who was pressing forward with the Great Sun Golden Mace, and a ferocious smile appeared on his lips: "True Lord Yuanyi, leave your life behind!"

"A thousand winds sweep away, slaying souls and destroying gods!"

As they were talking, the wind cone was sent out by True Monarch Lingfeng.

With a gentle push, Lingfeng Zhenjun sent the wind cone whistling as it shattered everything in sight and hurtled straight towards Yuanyi Zhenjun, locking onto Yuanyi Zhenjun's brow and his life soul. Once the wind cone pierced through, it would shatter Yuanyi Zhenjun's soul as well.

In an instant, the wind cone swept through the years, carrying with it the laws of nature, and in a semi-illusory form, it traversed the realm of reality and struck directly at the brow of True Lord Yuanyi.

Lingfeng Zhenjun seemed to have already seen the illusory image of the Great Sun and Nine Dragons that blotted out the sky shatter, and watched as Yuanyi Zhenjun's head split open like a melon, and his soul and spirit were crushed into dust.

However, the next moment, Lingfeng Zhenjun's smug expression froze on his face.

Nine dragons coiled like fire on the Great Sun Golden Mace in Yuan Yi Zhenjun's hand, and the raging crimson flames shot straight up to the heavens. As the wind cone that shattered all things and annihilated everything approached, Yuan Yi Zhenjun swung the mace down.

In an instant, the roar of nine dragons could be heard, and the golden mace pierced the air. The wind cone, which was powerful enough to annihilate the soul of a Five Tribulation True Monarch and shatter a continent, was shaken by the gale of the Great Sun Golden Mace and began to tremble. Then, as the golden mace crashed down, the wind cone shattered on the spot and scattered into streams of wind.

Immediately afterward, amidst Lingfeng Zhenjun's astonished and incredulous expression, Yuanyi Zhenjun slammed down with another mace!
This mace cleaved through seventeen layers of Lingfeng Zhenjun's magical power barrier, smashed through Lingfeng Zhenjun's protective qi that could withstand the scorching sun, and then slammed solidly into Lingfeng Zhenjun's chest, sending him flying backward and creating a series of cloud explosions.

"As I have already said, this mace was reforged by my Penglai Patriarch and can break all spells. Ling Feng, with your paltry skills, how many of my maces can you withstand?"

As Yuan Yi Zhenjun stroked his beard and spoke, he glanced at Jing Xing Zhenjun to the side, and with a slight tremor of his Great Sun Golden Mace, he turned and headed straight for Jing Xing Zhenjun.

As Yuan Yi Zhenjun arrived, carrying a golden mace, Jing Xing Zhenjun's pupils constricted, as if he saw nine fire dragons roaring and dragging a great sun as they hurtled through the air.

Are you kidding me? !

Without hesitation, Jingxing Zhenjun unleashed more than ten divine powers in a single breath, and then immediately summoned his own true treasure.

A bright moon rose above Jingxing Zhenjun's head. Jingxing Zhenjun reached out and pulled a moon sword from the moon. With a flick of his wrist, the moon sword vibrated and splashed up layers of moonlight ripples.

Yuan Yi Zhenjun looked at Jing Xing Zhenjun, who was making a full-fledged effort, and snorted coldly: "Why aren't you running anymore?"

Jingxing Zhenjun sighed helplessly: "Originally, I planned to kill you together with Ling Feng."

"But since I can't kill you now, I can only keep you occupied."

Try to entangle me?
Yuan Yi Zhenjun frowned slightly, his heart sinking: Jing Xing and Ling Feng's initial goal was to kill him, but no matter what they did, it was still five against two from Ling Wei and the others outside, and both Jing Xing and Ling Feng clearly knew this.

So, is it that they don't care about the deaths of those two juniors from Dao Yi Palace outside, or that they were prepared all along?

For a moment, True Monarch Yuanyi's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, while True Monarch Jingxing, seeing the fleeting frown on True Monarch Yuanyi's face, immediately smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Yuanyi, you've guessed it?"

“That’s right. Ling Feng and I never intended to do anything to those kids outside. Our target has always been you.” “As for them, others will deal with them.”

As they were speaking, Lingfeng Zhenjun appeared behind Yuanyi Zhenjun.

This Taoist priest, who was known for his handsome appearance and dashing demeanor, was now in a terrible state, clutching his chest, clearly having suffered a severe injury.

Even so, True Monarch Lingfeng had no intention of healing himself. He looked at True Monarch Yuanyi with a cold smile: "We may not be able to defeat you, but we can still keep you occupied. And if you are occupied, Lingwei, Lingyu, Lingzhao, Lingxuan, and Lingqiu outside will all be doomed!"

“I’d like to see how you explain this to your fellow disciples when the Yuan, Shi, and Yu generations of your Penglai have all arrived.”

"The Yuan generation of my Qiankun Dao Sect is finished, but the Ling generation of your Penglai Dao Sect won't have an easy time either!"

Before he finished speaking, Lingfeng Zhenjun charged forward fearlessly, gathering thousands of streams of wind into a long spear with a single move. In an instant, the spear moved with the wind, twisting and turning like a dragon, and rushed straight towards Yuanyi Zhenjun.

Jingxing Zhenjun also raised his sword and soared into the air. In an instant, the moonlight scattered and chilled the surroundings. As the breath of the cicada condensed and flowed, a layer of frost sword intent condensed on the moon sword in Jingxing Zhenjun's hand, and he slashed diagonally at Yuanyi Zhenjun.

In an instant, True Lord Lingfeng and True Lord Jingxing attacked from both sides, trapping True Lord Yuanyi in the center.

Faced with the combined attack of Lingfeng Zhenjun and Jingxing Zhenjun, two Fifth Tribulation True Monarchs, Yuanyi Zhenjun showed no panic. After all, Lingfeng had already been severely injured, and Jingxing was no match for him. Even if the two joined forces, they would still be no match for him.

However, when he thought about the situation outside, Yuan Yi Zhenjun couldn't help but feel a little anxious: if Ling Feng and Jing Xing hadn't lied to him, then there must be someone else interfering in the war in the Eastern Region of Yanzhou.

Is it that Hua Yun and Kong Dong have decided to go all the way with Qiankun Daozong, or has the main force of Dao Yi Palace intervened?
Watching Ling Feng's relentless and desperate attacks, Yuan Yi Zhenjun's heart sank. Ling Feng was clearly risking his life to hold him off. What exactly was happening outside?!

Meanwhile, in the eastern region of Yanzhou.

Lingwei, Lingyu, Lin Fan, Sihai Zhenjun, and Shaobai Mingjun were originally besieging Lianri and Caiyue. The five of them joined forces and used their supernatural powers to suppress Lianri and Caiyue so much that they couldn't even lift their heads.

Soon, Lingwei received a message from Lingxuan: "Senior Brother, reinforcements from Dao Yi Palace have appeared here. They call themselves You Shui Zhenjun and are about to collapse."

Immediately following was Lingqiu's message: "Senior Brother, reinforcements from Dao Yi Palace have arrived! It's True Lord Yinfeng from Dao Yi Palace!"

Swimming?!
Drinking the wind?!
Lingwei frowned. Wasn't Yinfeng the true successor of the previous generation of Daoyi Palace?
The true teachings of Dao Yi Palace are exceptionally remarkable in each generation.

This generation is capable of refining the sun and moon, plucking stars and changing constellations, moving mountains and filling seas.

The previous generation lived a simple life, enjoying the fresh air and the sights of nature.

These individuals are different from this generation; most of them have reached the pinnacle of the Void Refining Realm, or even the Integration Realm!

At this moment, Lingqiu and Linghuan encountered Youshui and Yinfeng, which means that the main force of Daoyi Palace has already entered the Nine Provinces Realm!
Thinking of this, Lingwei's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Lianri and Caiyue, who were barely holding on, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Retreat!"

Ling Yu and Lin Fan were both momentarily bewildered: Retreat?
Why retreat when Lian Ri and Cai Yue are about to be killed?
However, Lingyu and Lin Fan were, after all, true disciples of Penglai, and they understood that Lingwei would never have given the order to retreat unless something unexpected happened.

Therefore, the two did not hesitate to use magic to block Lian Ri and Cai Yue's steps, and then turned around and retreated!
Meanwhile, Shao Bai Mingjun and Si Hai Zhenjun took the lead and retreated to the rear.

Lian Ri and Cai Yue were momentarily stunned as they watched Ling Wei and the others turn around and retreat after their initial fierce attack.

But the next moment, Lian Ri and Cai Yue received messages from Zhai Xing and Yi Su: "Senior Brother, Senior Sister, Uncle Zhang Ri and Uncle Wo Yue have arrived!"

Grasp the sun! Hold the moon!
The former chief disciple of Dao Yi Palace, now a True Lord of Integration!
The sect's main force has finally entered the fray!
In an instant, Lian Ri and Cai Yue understood why Ling Wei and the others wanted to retreat. The two exchanged a glance and immediately ordered, "Quickly, you block the people on both sides. We will delay Ling Wei's retreat and get Zhang Ri Zhenjun and Wo Yue Zhenjun to come and support us as soon as possible."

"Today is the day when our Dao Yi Palace will defeat the true disciple of the Penglai Dao Sect and become famous throughout the heavens!"

Without hesitation, Lian Ri and Cai Yue rushed forward, using their methods to delay Ling Wei, Ling Yu, and the others' retreat.

Meanwhile, above the sea of ​​clouds and starry sky of the Nine Provinces Realm, a fleet of magic boats bearing the banners of the Daoist Palace of the Suspended Pot Realm were passing through the world membrane of the Nine Provinces Realm and heading towards Mingzhou.

On the leading Dharma boat stood two figures.

The two were a man and a woman, both middle-aged. Their auras were mysterious and profound, with the Dao Wheel spinning behind their heads and the Three Flowers condensed on their heads. They were clearly True Monarchs of the Second Tribulation with the Integration of Dao!

He was the true successor of the previous generation of Dao Yi Palace, the True Lord Who Holds the Sun and the True Lord Who Grasp the Moon.

Looking down at the vast continent below, Zhang Ri said in a deep voice, "Tell Yin Feng and You Shui to stop playing around."

"Canlu and Guanshan, you two go too, and help Lianri and Caiyue get rid of Lingwei and Lingyu."

"Now that we're here, we should at least give a proper greeting to the Penglai Dao Sect." (End of Chapter)