Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

In the central region of Cangzhou, there stands the Myriad Manifestations Immortal Palace.

Rolling mountains and vast blue waters.

At the bottom of the vast marshland, the once radiant Crystal Dragon Palace is now dilapidated and in ruins.

In this chaotic time, all the great demons of Bibo Pool rushed towards Anlan Mountain, trying to reunite with the fallen Black-Winged Crimson Demon to give their Dragon King a chance to survive.

Therefore, only the Dragon Girl Ao Yu and the chief steward Jin Ao remained in the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the pool.

Unexpectedly, the Eastern Heavenly Daoist sect appeared in this Dragon Palace, which should have been safe and secure, and the visitor was even the ruthless Penglai Lingyuan!

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord immediately pulled Ao Yu back, protecting Ao Yu and the sleeping Azure Wave Dragon King behind him. Then, this fifth-tribulation demon looked at Jiang Sheng: "Ling Yuan, you came for the Dragon King!"

Although it was a question, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's tone was full of certainty, because he sensed a sharp, restrained sword intent emanating from Jiang Sheng: the feeling was like a sharp longsword hidden in its sheath, ready to strike.

Jiang Sheng looked at the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, whose cultivation far surpassed his own, without the slightest fear. Instead, he smiled and said, "Golden Turtle Demon Lord, you are highly respected in the Azure Wave Pool. You are an old minister who helped the Azure Wave Dragon King rise to power."

"Are you really willing to bury the foundation of Bibo Pool here?"

"Today, the purpose of our Eastern Heaven Daoist sect is only the Azure Wave Dragon King, not the demons of the Azure Wave Pool. We would be grateful if the Demon Lord would grant us this favor."

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord snorted coldly, and with a heavy slam of his dragon-headed cane, a layer of dark golden light surged like horizontal waves and rushed straight towards Jiang Sheng.

Jiang Sheng was not annoyed. He heard a clear cry of a crane, and two magic swords, one green and one purple, flashed out from Jiang Sheng's sleeve.

The Zhuxian Sword and the Luxian Sword clashed and slashed, and the Zhuxian Sword Qi and Luxian Sword Light, which contained the sword intent of the Three Calamities and the breath of the final calamity, converged with wind and thunder as if yin and yang were reversed.

In an instant, time and space collapsed, and the dark golden light was shattered by the Zhuxian Sword and the Luxian Sword. The broken light filled the seabed, shimmering with mottled colors, and turned into a protective barrier that blocked Jiang Sheng's way.

Jiang Sheng was immediately impressed by the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's unexpected move. The spell, which had been shattered, was not destroyed by the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Light, but instead dissipated into another form after breaking apart.

This technique is well-suited to the aquatic creatures' use of water-based supernatural abilities.

The nature of water is infinitely varied; the murmuring water can become a raging torrent or a deluge of rain.

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord's use of water magic truly reflects the profound knowledge and skills of a ten-thousand-year-old demon.

The sword light hummed, and the crisscrossing sword energy stirred up wind and thunder, activating the power of time and space, shattering this dragon palace at the bottom of the pool into pieces and disintegrating it.

However, that layer of shattered, shimmering light, seemingly fragile and easily broken, actually blocked the sword energy of the Immortal Execution Sword and the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, keeping these two magical swords outside the shimmering light and protecting Ao Yu and the Azure Wave Dragon King.

However, when the Golden Turtle Demon Lord sensed the still sleeping Azure Wave Dragon King behind him, his heart sank: if the Azure Wave Dragon King hadn't been disturbed by such a commotion, what hope was there for him to be saved?

Although he already had a premonition, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord still looked resolute: "Ling Yuan, you can't get past me."

"Do you know that the Black-Winged Crimson Demon Lord has already rushed to Anlan Mountain? I'm afraid your Eastern Heaven Daoist's stronghold in the Western Regions of Cangzhou is doomed."

Unexpectedly, Jiang Sheng remained unmoved by the information deliberately revealed by the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, instead displaying a slight smile. This made the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's ominous premonition grow heavier: "Demon Lord, the Black-Winged Crimson Demon Lord has already perished, and the main base of my Eastern Heaven Daoist School is safe and sound."

"As for me, I didn't intend to defeat the Demon Lord by myself, so I asked for help."

helper?!
The Golden Turtle Demon Lord was startled. In an instant, a dazzling sword light descended from the sky, like a crimson fire falling from the sky and the great sun burning. The power of the immeasurable fire virtue, along with the crimson fire Dao traces, exploded. It not only destroyed the layer of flowing light barrier set up by the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, but also blasted the Golden Turtle Demon Lord away.

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord, having forcibly stabilized his body in the water, suddenly hurled his dragon-headed staff. In an instant, the staff collided with a streak of crimson fire, producing a metallic clang that stirred up towering waves at the bottom of the pool.

Immediately afterwards, the dragon-headed cane landed, and a dragon's roar was heard. Three illusory dragons emerged from the dragon-headed cane, coiling and circling, transforming into a protective shield of spiritual light to protect Ao Yu and the Azure Wave Dragon King. The crimson flames that crashed into it could only splash out ripples on this layer of dragon-shaped spiritual light, causing the crimson flames to emit a resentful buzzing sound.

Meanwhile, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord looked up and stared intently at the person who had suddenly made the move. The person was dressed in a crimson jade brocade robe, with a belt of auspicious clouds and phoenixes around his waist, a lotus crown on his head, and flowing cloud belts around his shoulders. He had a beautiful face, but was as cold and indifferent as ice.

Upon seeing the newcomer, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord couldn't help but question, "Xiao Yuan?! What are you doing here?!"

True Lord Xiaoyuan, a true disciple of the Xiao generation of the Chixiao Dao Sect, with five kalpas of cultivation!
Faced with the questioning of the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, True Lord Xiaoyuan remained indifferent. With one hand behind his back and the other hand forming a sword incantation, the streak of crimson fire swirled and circled around True Lord Xiaoyuan, revealing its true form: a fiery red flying sword about a foot in size.

The flying sword is a foot long, engraved with the Daoist marks of Crimson Fire, and branded with the golden seal script. Auspicious clouds and mist are printed on the sword body, and the two sword edges shine with a sharp and cold light.

Gazing at the flying sword, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord gritted his teeth and said, "Crimson Fire Auspicious Light Sword!"

The Crimson Flame Auspicious Light Sword was the natal magic weapon of True Lord Xiaoyuan. This Fifth Tribulation True Lord had used this flying sword to slay countless demons and evil spirits, and was regarded as the head of the female sword immortals in the Cangwu Realm. When Jiang Sheng saw True Lord Xiaoyuan, he nodded slightly and performed a Daoist bow: "True Lord Xiaoyuan, I will have to trouble you to take action this time."

Xiao Yuan Zhenjun glanced at Jiang Sheng, a smile appearing on his face, which was as beautiful as a kingdom but as cold as an iceberg: "Don't worry, I'll break through this old turtle's defenses. You just need to stop him."

Jiang Sheng nodded, and with a casual gesture, the Zhuxian Sword and the Luxian Sword flew back. Immediately afterwards, the Xianxian Sword and the Juexian Sword flew out from his sleeve. The four magic swords, Zhuxian, Luxian, Xianxian, and Juexian, danced around Jiang Sheng, stirring up wind, thunder, water, and fire, practicing the final tribulation of the Three Calamities, and spreading the profound and condensed meaning of the calamity to the Dragon Palace at the bottom of the pool.

Even Xiaoyuan Zhenjun couldn't help but glance at Jiang Sheng again, and then at the four magic swords dancing merrily: How fierce and sharp those magic swords were!

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord felt a chill run down his spine: if he wasn't mistaken, the four seemingly harmless magic swords that were dancing gracefully around Jiang Sheng were actually stained with the blood essence of a Fifth Tribulation True Lord!

This means that a Five Tribulation True Monarch once lost his life under these four magic swords!
"I had long heard that Penglai Lingyuan could withstand a cultivator at the fourth level of the Dao, but it seems they underestimated you."

As the Golden Turtle Demon Lord spoke, he slowly drew a slender vine whip from his sleeve: "It seems that I am going to die here today."

Xiao Yuan Zhenjun, however, was too lazy to pay attention to Jin Ao Yaojun. The fact that she was willing to show Jiang Sheng a smile was already because Jiang Sheng was a direct descendant of Penglai, a pure Yang seedling, and had extraordinary swordsmanship.

As for the Golden Turtle Demon Lord?

What right does an old tortoise have to ask her to answer?
As the incantation was made, the Crimson Fire Auspicious Light Sword trembled slightly, splitting into thousands of sword lights. With a flick of Xiaoyuan True Monarch's sword finger, the thousands of Crimson Fire Sword Lights swarmed in from all directions, densely striking the layer of dragon-shaped spiritual light. In no time, they shattered the dragon-shaped spiritual light, causing the dragon-headed cane to let out a mournful cry.

As the spiritual light broke through, True Lord Xiaoyuan raised his hand and unleashed a sweeping sword light. Thousands of crimson sword lights converged into a torrent of sword energy that rushed straight towards the Azure Wave Dragon King. The sharp and scorching sword light seemed to want to scrape the Azure Wave Dragon King's scales, bones, skin, and tendons.

How could the Golden Turtle Demon Lord tolerate the Azure Wave Dragon King dying in front of him? He immediately summoned his golden-patterned tortoise shell to defend himself, but unexpectedly, Jiang Sheng activated his sword technique at this moment: "Slay and Trample, rise!"

In an instant, dazzling sword energy surged forth, and wind, thunder, water, and fire clashed.

Before the Golden Turtle Demon Lord could even make a move, the world had already changed. It stood in the void and chaos, surrounded by wind, thunder, water, and fire. In the four directions, magic swords pinned down the heavens and earth, locking down space.

Time and space have passed, spiritual energy and chaos have been nailed and sealed away. Wind, thunder, water and fire intertwine and draw in the sword light of the four swords, forming this fierce and ruthless Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

As the sword formation descended, Jiang Sheng appeared within it: "Demon Lord, why must you be buried with the Azure Wave Dragon King?"

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord sneered, "With the Dragon King gone, will the Azure Wave Pool still exist?"

"Lingyuan, if one day your Penglai declines and your ancestor faces an attack by a multitude of enemies, and someone stops you and advises you to save your life and not to go to save your ancestor and face certain death, what will you choose?"

Jiang Sheng remained unperturbed by the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's questioning: "I understand what the Demon Lord means."

"Since the Demon Lord is determined to die, then this humble Taoist is willing to accompany the Demon Lord on his journey."

As soon as he finished speaking, the three flowers of essence, energy, and spirit appeared above Jiang Sheng's head, swirling together and condensing into a three-colored lotus platform.

With three flowers gathered at the top, the auspicious energy and fortune are as stable as a pillar.

In an instant, a bright and clear star shone down, casting its pure starlight upon Jiang Sheng's head.

When the ruling star is in the sky, it signifies unleashing full combat power.

At this moment, Jiang Sheng's three flowers gathered at the top of his head, his destiny star shone brightly, and his aura rose steadily. The four-symbol Dao wheel hanging high behind his head emitted a bright halo, radiating boundless heavenly light and rosy clouds.

"Neither copper, nor iron, nor steel, a hidden paradise lies beneath Mount Sumi."

"The Yin and Yang are reversed to forge the Four Symbols Sword, and the spirit of water and fire is combined to temper its sharpness."

"These four magic swords of mine were refined and nurtured from a destroyed world, and are naturally imbued with the power of the end times."

"I have also plated it with the sword marks of the Three Calamities and Destruction, so that it can rotate the four elements of wind, thunder, water and fire, and leverage the power of time and space."

"Demon Lord, your death under this sword formation will not dishonor your name."

As he spoke, Jiang Sheng made a series of hand seals, and a cyan-gold light shone from his eyes. For a moment, the Taoist was aloof and noble, ethereal like a banished immortal.

"Zhu Xian, rise!"

But then, the magic sword hummed, and a streak of azure light danced from the east, traversing time and cleaving across heaven and earth. (End of Chapter)