Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

The sword light flows like water, and the green breeze carries the duckweed for thousands of years.

The moment Jiang Sheng finished speaking and appeared before the black-robed figure was less than a second, the Qingping Sword and the black blade collided.

In an instant, thunder roared and a gentle breeze swept through the air. Only then did everyone hear the thunder piercing the sky and see the flashes of swords and blades that had burst forth in that instant.

A gust of wind blew, lifting the hood to reveal a face hidden in the shadows. Jiang Sheng looked at that face without the slightest surprise: "Jin Yang, it really is you."

Jin Yang, oblivious to his guilty conscience, laughed and said, "You recognized me a long time ago?"

With a graceful figure, Jiang Sheng took a step back and flicked his right hand: "When I made that move just now, the aura was somewhat familiar, as if it were an old acquaintance I had fought before."

"Those who have fought me are either my fellow Daoists or old friends, or they have already been reincarnated and passed away."

"Upon careful consideration, there are very few who have survived by sheer luck, and among them, you are the only one who is skilled in fire magic and can use such a grand and majestic technique despite your sinister fire magic."

"The dark flames danced across the heavens and earth, giving the impression of the sun falling into the underworld and the abyss encroaching on the blazing sun. Now that I see you, I understand that strange and awkward feeling."

As he spoke, a hint of regret and a touch of coldness appeared in Jiang Sheng's eyes, which were bursting with azure-gold divine light: "Tell me, what made you, the current chief of the Yuan Yang Dao Sect, willingly fall into the demonic path?"

Jin Yang shook his head: "You see my Netherworld Black Flame encroaching on the Li Fire, so you regard me as a demon."

“But my own energy is mysterious and righteous, which is why you are prejudiced and have your own demonic obstacles.”

"Whether it is a blazing sun or a gloomy sun, the sun remains unchanged, and the sun is always the same. Everything is just a matter of how people perceive it, and it is their hearts that are biased or distant."

"Lingyuan, you see me as a demon, but little do you know that I see you as a monster?"

As he spoke, Jin Yang slowly extended the black blade in his hand: "My Great Sun Golden Wheel has been reforged by me and become this black blade, which is called Falling Sun."

"In our previous contest, you were slightly better than me. Now that we are evenly matched, I wonder who will win today."

Before the words were finished, the Black Blade Falling Sun had already cleaved down, and in an instant, black flames burst forth like surging waves, eroding the mysteries of the sun and moon and seizing the creation of heaven and earth.

Jiang Sheng remained expressionless, pointing his Qingping Sword into the air, and the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique was already unleashed.

"Break through all laws."

With a soft murmur, the Three Calamities and Four Symbols flowed across the black sword. As the blue lotuses bloomed on the black sword, a layer of mottled sword energy took shape and was then unleashed.

In an instant, the sword aura collided with the black flames. The sword aura, which could destroy all laws, and the black flames, which invaded creation, collided continuously, annihilating inch by inch. Finally, the sword aura dispersed the black flames, but it was also at its last gasp and disappeared into the world.

After this collision, Jin Yang was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Ling Yuan, Ling Yuan."

"Your previous move, 'Breaking Ten Thousand Laws,' was able to stop the combined divine power of seven or eight of us. It seems that no matter how many people there are, they cannot stop your sword."

"But now, your sword light, which can shatter all laws, can hardly even stop a single strike from me."

"Tell me, is it that your sword intent is weaker, or that my cultivation is stronger?"

Before Jin Yang finished speaking, a towering black flame surged up behind him. The dark flames danced in the sky like wings, accompanied by streams of mysterious light and dark energy. A celestial star hung high in the sky, emitting a pure and bright light.

In an instant, endless ghostly flames flew out from the towering black flames, and in a moment, the flying fire rained down on Jiang Sheng.

Ghostly flames rained down, obscuring the heavens and earth; black flames, like demons, invaded the mysteries of the universe.

As countless ghostly flames poured forth, hundreds of thousands of avatars flew out from Jin Yang's body. Each avatar possessed the same aura as Jin Yang. Hundreds of thousands of Jin Yangs simultaneously drew their swords and rushed up from all directions. Each black sword was wrapped in black flames that eroded the sun, moon, heaven, and earth. When they danced, the heavens and earth trembled and space itself became illusory.

Everything seemed to have vanished into the underworld and been eroded by the abyss, becoming fragmented, illusory, and dreamlike.

"Ten Thousand Ren - Slaying the Void!"

Hundreds of incarnations enveloped the heavens and earth, and countless black blades cut through the illusion and reality. In the void and chaos, endless black flames surged and shone as brightly as lotus flowers.

At this moment, Jin Yang was in high spirits, using all sorts of supernatural powers and techniques at will. The dark flames were like shooting stars, thousands of bolts of lightning streaked across the sky, and the dense blade light rushed towards him like a storm, directly engulfing Jiang Sheng.

The True Monarchs of Qiankun Dao Sect were staring intently at the battlefield. This was the first time Jiang Sheng had been at a disadvantage since entering the Nine Provinces Realm. It seemed that Jiang Sheng was being completely overwhelmed by Jin Yang. When had the True Monarchs of Qiankun Dao Sect ever seen such a situation?

Previously, Jiang Sheng had made three incursions into the northern region of Yanzhou, acting recklessly and disregarding the forty-eight Dao Palaces and fifty-three True Monarchs of the Qiankun Dao Sect in Yanzhou. Later, even when True Monarch Fufeng and other Second Tribulation True Monarchs descended, they still perished at Jiang Sheng's hands.

Following this, Jiang Sheng made a series of moves in the eastern and southern regions of Yanzhou, and finally won three consecutive victories in front of Beitian Pass, killing four Xuan-generation True Monarchs who had reached the Integration Realm.

But right now, Jiang Sheng is actually being suppressed by Jin Yang!
The True Monarchs of the Qiankun Dao Sect could hardly believe their eyes, and then they were overjoyed: this was enough to prove that even the most monstrous genius was not without restraint!

Jiang Sheng has met his match!
"True Lord Jingkan" looked at Jin Yang's performance with even greater satisfaction: the Mysterious Flower Wedding Sutra had finally come into play.

Jiang Sheng repeatedly thwarted his actions and disrupted his plans, yet Jiang Sheng was not easy to kill; facing someone with a powerful sect as a backer, ample resources, and overwhelming luck, schemes and tricks were ineffective, and simple magic was useless; what was needed was to use Tao to govern Tao, and Buddhism to counter Buddhism.

Therefore, the best option to deal with Jiang Sheng is not evil forces, but rather the true disciples of the Xuanmen Daoist sect.

If we nurture it into a talent, give it sufficient supernatural abilities, supplement it with the orthodox methods of Taoism, and apply the methods of the Heavenly Demon, then even a prodigy like Penglai Lingyuan would suffer a great loss.

This was the plan of the Immortal Lord of Longevity and him:
Using a true disciple of the Xuanmen as a starting point, relying on their own cultivation and merit, and leveraging the powerful fortune of their sect, they are led to half-fall into the abyss, neither Xuanmen nor demon, thus becoming both immortal and demon; only those who come from Xuanmen and Daoist sects and are well-versed in the orthodox methods of Taoism and the supernatural powers of Xuanmen are most suitable to deal with these proud disciples of Xuanmen and Daoism!
And this is the great gift that "Jingkan Zhenjun" or Zizai Xuanjun prepared for the Eastern Heaven Daoists.

Jiang Sheng was merely conducting an experiment to verify this method, while Jin Yang was simply a test subject. For the sake of this test subject, Zizai Xuanjun and Wanshou Xianjun had put in a lot of effort to train him; otherwise, how could Jin Yang have caught up with Jiang Sheng's combat strength in such a short period of time?
Watching Jin Yang's outstanding performance, "True Lord Jingkan" was already pondering whether it would be just as effective against Yuan Yi, Zhao Zhen, and other Five Tribulation True Lords of the Eastern Heaven Daoist School if this body were also trained in the Mysterious Flower Wedding Sutra.
Among the Eastern Heaven Daoist army, Xuan Yi, Ming Xian, Kong Zhen, Ling Wei and others all had somewhat solemn expressions. It wasn't that they didn't trust Jiang Sheng, but Jin Yang clearly didn't have an ordinary Integration Realm cultivation level.

Their supernatural powers and techniques are either imbued with demonic intent or possess corrosive abilities, or at the very least, they are methods of confusion. Furthermore, their black flames can burn the heavens and the earth. These kinds of supernatural powers are not what one would expect from a normal orthodox Xuanmen sect.

Lingyu bluntly stated, "Something's not right. That Jin Yang's every move seems like demonic rather than the orthodox methods of our Xuanmen."

Everyone nodded in agreement, while Lingwei frowned slightly: "Right now, we can only trust Lingyuan. There are some things we can't handle, but Lingyuan can."

Lingqiu, standing to the side, nodded repeatedly: "That's right, Senior Brother Lingyuan is the best of our time. There's nothing that Senior Brother Lingyuan can't handle."

Despite saying this, everyone's expressions were still somewhat tense: Jin Yang had obviously obtained some special fortune, or had entered the demonic path, and this was clearly aimed at Jiang Sheng. If they were not careful, Jiang Sheng would definitely suffer a loss! On the main ship of Penglai Dao Sect, Tian Ming'an, Qiu Buyu, Huang Wensheng, Ye Qian, Li Jianchun, Huang Ping'an and other juniors looked at the battle in the distance with different expressions.

Ye Qian murmured, "That's Uncle Lingyuan. Even Uncle Lingyuan has encountered an opponent?"

Qiu Buyu said coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about? Master will not lose. Even a Second Tribulation True Monarch is no match for Master, let alone that person!"

As she spoke, Qiu Buyu looked at Tian Ming'an and asked, "Senior Brother Ming'an, what do you think?"

As the others looked on, Tian Ming'an remained calm and composed: "My master once told me that his swordsmanship emphasizes momentum."

“When fighting against others, the person who comes to the fight will often feel a little scared just by hearing the name of the master.”

"Those who have fought against Master will be even more timid before the battle even begins, and their supernatural powers and spells will be weakened by 30% for no reason."

"These are all the aura that Master cultivated through countless victories and unwavering determination. How many beings in the myriad realms can suppress this aura?"

"Let's see, Master will surely win this battle."

"Because the person opposite him was someone who was defeated by Master in the past. This time he has the opportunity to prove himself in front of Master. Just based on this idea, he has already lost."

Tian Ming'an spoke with righteous indignation and unwavering conviction, clearly demonstrating his immense confidence in Jiang Sheng.

Ghostly flames blotted out the sky, black flames like wind and rain.

Amidst a sky full of flashing swords, Jin Yang unleashed a variety of supernatural powers and techniques.

At this moment, Jin Yang fought with increasing ferocity. Looking at Jiang Sheng, who was constantly resisting, the fear that Jin Yang once had of Jiang Sheng seemed to have been completely dispelled.

"Lingyuan, it seems you're not as strong as you think!"

Jin Yang waved his sleeves, and hundreds of streams of light shot out from his arms, which were various magical artifacts that were being launched at Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng remained silent, focusing solely on resisting Jin Yang's attacks. The Four Symbols Sword Qi flickered around Jiang Sheng, slaying the blades and black flames that approached him.

As Jin Yang unleashed hundreds of magical artifacts to bombard him, Jiang Sheng slightly turned his Qingping Sword to deflect Jin Yang's blade light and then gracefully retreated. His cloud-bamboo crane robe fluttered in the wind like a crane spreading its wings. As Jiang Sheng lightly touched the ground with his toes, a blue lotus bloomed beneath his feet.

The wide sleeves of the black lotus-patterned robe fluttered in the air, and in an instant, the sleeves transformed into a heaven-swallowing pocket that encompassed the heavens and earth. As Jiang Sheng unleashed the Taoist magic of "Universe in the Sleeve," the hundreds and thousands of magical artifacts that Jin Yang had raised were all swallowed up by Jiang Sheng's sleeve.

Jin Yang looked up and saw that Jiang Sheng's expression was as calm as ever, and there was not a trace of joy or sorrow in his lotus-like eyes.

For no apparent reason, Jin Yang's heart trembled. Memories of how, in the past, eight, nine, or even more than ten geniuses from various great worlds in the Buzhou Realm could not defeat Jiang Sheng and were instead suppressed by him, resurfaced, causing Jin Yang's body to tremble.

He thought he had long forgotten the past, but now Jin Yang realized that the impression Jiang Sheng left on him was too deep, so much so that the terrifying image was engraved in his bones, and he could not forget it no matter what!

At this moment, as Jiang Sheng once again revealed that indifferent expression, a fear from the depths of his bones rose up, causing Jin Yang's originally unstoppable momentum to momentarily halt.

"Jin Yang, your skills are not enough to defeat me."

Hearing Jiang Sheng's extremely calm words, Jin Yang's original fear was suddenly dispelled by anger. The dark star in the sky seemed to sense its master's anger, and its mysterious light shone brightly in all directions. Jin Yang's true form once again manifested hundreds and thousands of clones to rush forward.

In an instant, accompanied by the raging, dark flames that blotted out the sky, amidst the countless sword lights, a jet-black stream of light pierced through the void and rushed straight in. Upon closer inspection, it was none other than a Soul-Shattering Cone with a chilling light that could steal one's soul!
The Soul-Shattering Cone pierced through layers of void barriers and came hurtling towards him. Jiang Sheng raised his hand and flicked his sleeve, and a streak of crimson light surged up with layers of raging flames to meet it in an instant.

The Blazing Sun Golden Cudgel!
In an instant, dark light shattered the void and pierced the sky, while crimson fire, like a rainbow, pierced the sun and sped across the universe.

As metal clashed, dark light and crimson flames surged, and a deafening thunderclap shook the heavens and earth, sending shockwaves that reverberated in all directions.

The Blazing Sun Golden Cudgel blocked the Dark Light Soul-Shattering Cone in mid-air, then unleashed the majestic power of the Blazing Sun, forcefully knocking the Dark Light Soul-Shattering Cone away.

Just as the two magical treasures clashed, Jiang Sheng was already engaged in close combat with Jin Yang again. The Qingping Sword was as easy for Jiang Sheng to wield as an extension of his own arm. The three-foot-six-and-a-half-inch black immortal sword used its points, blocks, parries, and slashes to suppress Jin Yang so much that he couldn't lift his head.

Just moments ago, Jin Yang was in the lead, pressing Jiang Sheng's attacks. But in the blink of an eye, Jiang Sheng's skills seemed to have improved again, becoming as continuous as a river, one attack after another, almost making Jin Yang breathless.

Jin Yang was now unsure whether his earlier actions were due to his own fearlessness and determination, or whether Jiang Sheng had deliberately given him hope.

Enraged, Jin Yang suddenly swung his sword in a circular slash to block Jiang Sheng. At this moment, the robe covering Jin Yang's body was torn to shreds amidst the flashing swords. As Jin Yang ripped off the robe, it was revealed that he was wearing a black gold nine-flower crown and a five-phoenix robe. His handsome and sinister appearance made him seem like a completely different person from the dignified and upright Yuan Yang Dao Sect disciple he once was.

As his robe was torn off, Jin Yang drew his sword and retreated. Black flames, like wings, made Jin Yang appear as noble and eerie as a phoenix. As he retreated, two streams of light flew out from his waist and swept towards Jiang Sheng.

In an instant, accompanied by the whistling sound of wind breaking, two streams of light, carrying thousands of strands of silk, suddenly disappeared into the void and reappeared in the present world in an instant, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing, exuding a chilling killing intent.

Jiang Sheng's eyes flashed with azure-gold light, but he didn't even look at Jin Yang before rushing straight at him. Jin Yang had made a series of attacks earlier with an indomitable spirit, but now it was time for Jin Yang to fully understand the gap between them.

But upon hearing the sword's hum, Jiang Sheng transformed into a rainbow, the azure rainbow hurtling straight ahead, instantly piercing through three million miles of sky to reach Jin Yang's front, completely ignoring the approaching streaks of light from the left and right.

Upon seeing this, Jin Yang's eyes flashed with a sharp light. The black blade in his hand, wreathed in black flames, slashed down at Jiang Sheng, attempting to join forces with the flowing lights on the left and right to attack Jiang Sheng.

However, before Jin Yang's blade could strike, a sword's edge already whistled towards them.

"Severing the Heavens, Cutting Off Time!"

No matter how fast time flies, it can't outrun the sword of time.
In an instant, the space around Jin Yang seemed to freeze. The black blade, Falling Sun, wrapped in black flames that eroded and corrupted everything, was raised high but could not fall.

In the vast chaos, everything seemed to stand still until a sliver of mottled light suddenly leaped out, cleaving the heavens and earth, allowing the sun, moon, and stars to resume their flow.

As the world returned to its natural state and time continued to flow, the sound of a long sword being sheathed rang out.

Jiang Sheng severed Jin Yang's arms, which were holding the black knife high, along with his head, with a single sword stroke.

A mysterious glint flashed through the air like a dance of light, a startled swan darting about like a shooting star. (End of Chapter)