Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Each of the nine continents of the Nine Provinces far surpasses a single Middle Thousand World.

Its territory is far more than just vast and boundless.
The western region of Cangzhou alone is boundless, encompassing hundreds of millions of miles.

In such a vast landscape, only a magical vessel capable of traversing the heavens and surveying the world can govern all regions.

As the foundation of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School in Cangzhou, the Yaochi flagship can explore the mountains and rivers within an area of ​​80 million li. Within this range, the Yaochi flagship can contact any of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School's magical ships.

Therefore, as long as the Yaochi main ship is stationed in one place, it can remotely control all the magic ships within an area of ​​80 million miles, using them as tentacles to patrol all directions. The same applies to the magic ship 100 miles away, which is 13 million miles away.

At this moment, Yun Hao was standing on this Longqu-class magic ship, which was no more than a hundred miles in size, gazing at the movements ahead.

The magic boats of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist school are divided into several levels according to their size. The magic boats that are a hundred miles in size are collectively called the Long Curved Level, while those that are a thousand miles in size are called the Heavenly Star Level. There are also the Flying Void Level, which is ten thousand miles in size, and the Cave God Level, which is one hundred thousand miles in size, and so on.

In fact, magic boats that can travel more than 100,000 li can be considered to be of the Void Transmission level because they can traverse the void. However, they are also divided into different sizes, so even within the Eastern Heaven Daoist school, they are further subdivided into many categories.

However, this is only the classification of the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School. Even the Crimson Cloud Daoist Sect and the Jade Pool Holy Land have different distinctions and names for various types of magic boats.

The Long-Bound Class Dharma Ship that Yun Hao is on was produced by Penglai, or more precisely, it was built by a Middle Thousand World under Penglai. Currently, it is one of the thousands of patrol Dharma Ships of the Eastern Heaven Daoist in Cangzhou.

Yun Hao's original mission was to patrol the mountains and rivers within a 2 million-mile radius between 13 million and 15 million miles, and to monitor the movements of the Qiankun Dao Sect and the demon race of the Great Wilderness Realm.

This task is no easy or leisurely job; in fact, it can be described as a tough chore, potentially involving various dangers, and could easily be considered cannon fodder.

In any case, this job will not fall to Yun Hao, Ling Yu's personal disciple. After all, according to common sense, this cannon fodder job should be done by those immortal sects, aristocratic families and other affiliated forces of the Eastern Heaven Daoist School.

In reality, it was precisely this dangerous job that was led by direct disciples of the Dongtian Dao family.

Whether it was the disciples of Lingyu, Linfan, and Lingyan, or the promising talents from Penglai, they were all on this front line of the battlefield, fighting and killing against the great demons of Qiankun Dao Sect, Yuanyang Dao Sect, and the Great Wilderness Realm.

On the battlefield of the five states of Yan, Zhao, Qi, Zhuang, and Zheng, it was Ye Qian, Huang Wensheng, Yun Hao, Zhang Zhen, Li Jianchun, Huang Ping'an, and other newcomers from Penglai who were at the forefront, vying for luck and opportunity.

The main ship of Yaochi sent a message saying that something unusual had happened ahead and that Yun Hao was to go and investigate. Yun Hao naturally would not refuse such a mission.

Danger, to some extent, also represents opportunity and future prospects.

Moreover, as Lingyu's personal disciple, Yunhao could accept dying in battle because she was less skilled than others, but she would not accept being cowardly and running away in the face of battle.

Neither the Eastern Heavenly Daoist School nor the Penglai Daoist Sect can afford to lose face like this.

Inside the Dharma Boat, many Penglai disciples who followed Yun Hao looked at Yun Hao, waiting for her to give an order.

These Penglai disciples are all from respectable families. They either come from small families established by Penglai disciples or have been promoted from various Penglai villas in the myriad realms. They have clean family backgrounds and reliable identities.

If their own cultivation level is insufficient, they will choose to find a senior brother or sister with a bright future to rely on, and form a small force or group within the sect with this senior brother or sister.

Such small groups are everywhere. Even Ye Qian and Huang Wensheng have a large group of good men from Penglai following them around. As Ling Yu's personal disciple, Yun Hao naturally has many who want to rely on her to make a future for their families.

Ignoring everyone's expressions, Yun Hao first used the Nine Palaces Coins to cast three divinations for herself. After confirming that the trip would be safe but not dangerous, Yun Hao said, "Everyone should be careful. Although the trip seems to be safe but not dangerous, I cannot guarantee that everyone will be safe."

"Those people from the Qiankun Dao Sect are known for their ruthlessness. If you encounter them, don't bring shame to your sect."

The disciples nodded repeatedly, indicating that they would never bring shame to Penglai.

Upon seeing this, Yun Hao immediately ordered the Dharma Boat to move forward. The Dharma Boat, which was over a hundred miles long, sped eastward through the layers of fierce winds, thunder, and fire, searching for the situation in all directions.

What Yun Hao didn't know was that at the same time, not only Yun Hao received orders, but others also received orders. At this moment, there were as many as five or six Long-Bend Class Dharma Ships scouting this line alone, each led by a Dharma Aspect True Person, truly the elite of the new generation.

Meanwhile, in the valley, Jiang Sheng also received a message from the Yaochi flagship.

“True Lord Lingyuan, we detected a trace of aura. This trace of aura appeared and then disappeared without a trace. It is extremely strange. Please be careful, True Lord Lingyuan.”

Looking at the message in the jade pendant, Jiang Sheng thought for a moment, then raised his hand and a golden dragon emerged from his sleeve. As soon as the golden dragon landed, it transformed into human form, wearing a black feather purple-gold crown and chainmail armor. It was dignified and handsome.

However, upon appearing, this person showed some fear and obsequiousness towards Jiang Sheng: "What are your orders, True Lord?"

Jiang Sheng looked at the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Lord with a calm expression, as if he were chatting casually: "I received a message that someone from the east has apparently sneaked in."

"I believe it is most appropriate for you to handle this matter, fellow Daoist. What do you think?"

The Golden Flood Dragon Demon Lord felt a chill run down his spine, realizing that Jiang Sheng wanted him to prove his loyalty.

After a moment's thought, the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Lord immediately said, "Please rest assured, True Lord, I will definitely capture that sneak-in fellow and hand him over to you for punishment!"

Jiang Sheng nodded, his expression remaining calm and expressionless: "That's very good."

"Fellow Daoist, please be careful. I am here watching you."

Jiang Sheng's words startled the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Lord, instantly extinguishing any lingering thought of taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.

The divine sense of Penglai Lingyuan is comparable to that of a Fifth Tribulation True Monarch. With such a ruthless person watching, unless one can escape hundreds of millions of miles in an instant, one will be caught up and killed by this person in less than three breaths.

Upon realizing this, the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Lord understood that he had no choice but to obediently serve Jiang Sheng, and his initial excitement immediately subsided.

In the western region of Cangzhou, above the heavens.

The Winged Tiger Demon Lord transformed into a wisp of wind, mingling with the turbulent winds above the clouds, moving westward with the wind.

As the saying goes, tigers follow the wind. The Winged Tiger Demon Lord is not only a tiger demon, but also a great beast demon with wings on its back. It is naturally compatible with the Great Dao of Wind. After transforming into a flowing wind, it can hide its aura and roam the sky. Unless there are Mahayana Immortal Lords and Five Tribulations True Lords constantly checking all directions, even the monitoring array can be bypassed by the Winged Tiger Demon Lord.

"Hmph, the Eastern Heavenly Daoists are nothing special."

Sensing that he had dodged five layers of surveillance arrays in a row, the Winged Tiger Demon Lord was quite pleased with himself. Especially when he recalled Ao Yu's pitiful appearance, as if he could only rely on him, the Winged Tiger Demon Lord felt his soul was soothed as if he were about to ascend to heaven.

"In this vast Azure Pool, the only one His Highness Ao Yu can rely on is me, Winged Tiger."

"If this matter succeeds, then I, Yihu, will become the Prince Consort of Bibo Pool in the future. Hahahaha!"

The Winged Tiger Demon Lord was smug, as if he could already see the thousands of great demons in the Azure Wave Pool calling him "Prince Consort" in the future. He could even imagine the Azure Wave Dragon King entrusting the vast Azure Wave Pool to him, since the Azure Wave Dragon King would have no son after the Nine-Headed Insect died.

The more he thought about it, the more itching the Winged Tiger Demon Lord became. If he didn't need to be careful at the moment, he probably would have let out a few exhilarating roars.

Just as the Winged Tiger Demon Lord was about to approach the rear of the Qi Kingdom, a wave of array fluctuations swept over, causing the Winged Tiger Demon Lord's expression to change: "Hmm?!" Within the layer of gale-force winds, thunder, and fire, Yun Hao looked at the fluctuations of the monitoring array on the magic boat, and his expression suddenly changed: "Sure enough, someone has broken in!"

"Quickly notify fellow cultivators nearby and contact the Yaochi flagship! We have located our target!"

Upon sensing the fluctuations in the formation below, the Winged Tiger Demon Lord immediately pounced downwards, stirring up thousands of layers of clouds.

In an instant, the already raging thunder and lightning layer seemed to have been stirred up into a raging storm. The thunder and lightning and the gale swept and surged, causing the magic boat, which was only a hundred miles long, to rock up and down, making the Penglai disciples on the boat dizzy and disoriented.

"Steady! Steady!"

While calming everyone down, Yun Hao forced herself to go up to the deck.

As Yun Hao looked up, he saw a powerful and fierce wind descending from the sky, with thousands of clouds surging and the starlight of the nine heavens surging. The wind rushed down from the nine heavens, and the wind and thunder power it stirred up twisted like a giant star, about to smash into the Dharma Boat with overwhelming force.

The moment Yun Hao sensed this aura, his face turned pale: Upper Three Realms!

This is an aura that no one in the lower six realms could possibly possess; it must belong to someone in the upper three realms!
Moreover, the wind seemed to carry the roar of a tiger through the mountains, clearly indicating that a powerful demon from the upper three realms had made its move!
"Senior Sister Yunhao, run!"

A disciple of Penglai shouted at Yun Hao.

"Senior Sister Yun, we can't escape! You still have a glimmer of hope! Run!"

Someone else shouted at Yunhao.

These Penglai disciples knew very well that with their level of cultivation, it would be difficult for them to escape this calamity; only Yun Hao had a sliver of hope of survival.

As long as Yunhao can escape, their deaths will not have been in vain.

Looking at these sect disciples who had followed him through thick and thin, Yun Hao smiled bitterly and said, "Facing the Upper Three Realms, do you think I can just run away as I please?"

"Let our fellow disciples leave quickly. It's enough that we're dead. Let's not drag more innocent people into this."

However, before Yun Hao could finish speaking, a thunderclap exploded overhead: "Run?"

"None of you can escape!"

In an instant, thunder roared and wind howled. Yun Hao could barely make out the sky and saw a winged tiger roaring across the heavens, its ferocity awe-inspiring.

As expected, it is a powerful demon from the upper three realms of the Great Wilderness Realm!

Despairing, Yun Hao gripped her magic sword: even if she died, she couldn't do nothing and let this great demon capture and kill her. As Ling Yu's personal disciple, she had to die with dignity and honor, without disgracing the majesty of Penglai.

With this thought in mind, Yun Hao manifested his own Dharma form and unleashed a sword strike at the lightning and gale descending from the sky.

In an instant, accompanied by an angry tiger's roar, this great demon of the Upper Three Realms was actually knocked out!
For a moment, not only were the Penglai disciples who were prepared to die bewildered, but even Yun Hao was somewhat at a loss: he had actually managed to defeat a powerful demon of the Upper Three Realms?!
However, the next moment, along with the angry roar of the tiger, a loud dragon's roar also resounded throughout the heavens and earth, contending with the tiger's roar that tore through the clouds and stirred up the sea of ​​clouds.

"Golden Dragon! You actually helped the Eastern Heavenly Daoist Clan?!"

The Winged Tiger Demon Lord stared in disbelief at the golden dragon blocking his way.

Yun Hao and the others looked up and saw a majestic demon standing in the midst of the fierce winds, thunder, and fire, wearing a black feather and purple-gold crown and chainmail, holding a halberd.

"Winged Tiger, I have come to capture you on the orders of True Lord Lingyuan of Penglai. Do not blame me!"

As he spoke, the golden dragon, wielding a halberd, soared through the air. The halberd's swing drew forth streaks of golden lightning, and the thunder in the sky was drawn by the halberd, transforming into a golden dragon of lightning that rushed toward the Winged Tiger Demon Lord.

Meanwhile, the Winged Tiger Demon Lord opened his mouth and spewed out a fierce gust of wind, then drew a broadsword and shattered the dragon-shaped lightning. He then roared at the golden dragon, "Demons, have some backbone!"

"Why don't you be a proper celestial demon and instead become a mount for that Penglai Spirit Abyss?!"

Looking at the furious Winged Tiger Demon Lord, Jin Jiao sighed inwardly. If possible, he really didn't want to attack the Winged Tiger Demon Lord, but he could feel a gaze fixed on him.

Under Jiang Sheng's watchful eye, Jin Jiao dared not hold back at all; otherwise, if he had hesitated even for a moment, Yun Hao and the others would have died here.

But Jin Jiao dared not; he dared not gamble that what awaited him would be Jiang Sheng's Immortal-Slaying Sword.

"I have come here to capture this demon on the orders of True Lord Lingyuan. You all must retreat quickly and not distract me."

As Jin Jiao spoke, his halberd cleaved through the void in front of him, and his palm transformed into a dragon claw, shattering the void and tearing through the sky.

The Winged Tiger Demon Lord spread his wings behind him, summoning violent lightning that transformed into countless thunderbolts that swept across the sky, attempting to bury the Golden Dragon along with Yun Hao and the others.

Seeing this, Yunhao dared not delay any longer and immediately steered the magic boat to retreat. At the same time, magic boats in all directions also received the order to retreat.

Without the restrictions imposed by Yun Hao and the others, the Golden Dragon was able to unleash its full power. A loud dragon roar was heard from within the layer of gale, thunder, and fire, and the Golden Dragon transformed into a golden-horned dragon that was 200,000 miles long, rushing towards the Winged Tiger Demon Lord.

Meanwhile, the Winged Tiger Demon Lord also revealed his true form, a winged ferocious tiger ten thousand miles in size, riding on the wind and with his wings crackling with thunder, tearing at the dragon.

Between heaven and earth, the roars of tigers and the cries of dragons never cease.

The dragon and the winged tiger engaged in a fierce battle amidst the layers of gale-force winds, thunder, and fire. A blue sea of ​​thunder surged in all directions, and golden pillars of thunder pierced through the heavens and earth. The intense commotion of this battle not only alarmed the heavens and earth but also made the Lone Earth Demon Lord, who was hiding in the earth, somewhat uneasy.

Silently emerging from the soil, the Earthworm Demon Lord gazed at the Golden Flood Dragon Demon Lord, whose body was wreathed in golden lightning, and the Winged Tiger Demon Lord, whose wings billowed and stirred up wind and thunder, and felt as if he were dreaming: "How come the Golden Flood Dragon of the Flood Dragon Sea is fighting with our Winged Tiger of the Azure Wave Pool here?!"

The next moment, the Winged Tiger Demon Lord roared like muffled thunder: "Golden Dragon, you're willing to be Ling Yuan's dog, but I'm not!"

However, right after the Winged Tiger Demon Lord roared, the Lone Earth Demon Lord suddenly felt a chill rise up, making him shiver involuntarily.

In the sky, the golden dragon seemed to vaguely hear Jiang Sheng's voice: "Get out of the way."

In an instant, a streak of azure light danced across the sky.

With a startled glimpse of the sky and agile as a dragon, the sword intent of the Three Calamities and Destruction, carrying the breath of the final calamity and destiny, sped through the air as the green wind swept by, brushing past the golden dragon.

Jin Jiao felt a sharp and fierce sword light grazed past him. When he looked up, the head of the winged tiger demon lord who had just roared had been sliced ​​off by a sword!
Gazing at the cyan immortal sword that exuded an overwhelming and ferocious aura and was unparalleled in its sharpness, the golden dragon realized that he had inadvertently broken out in a cold sweat: What a fast sword, what a ferocious sword!
Just as Jin Jiao was stunned, Jiang Sheng's voice rang in Jin Jiao's ears again:

"Fellow Daoist Golden Flood Dragon, please bring me his head back." (End of Chapter)