Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

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The sword gleamed, and the azure rainbow danced.

In an instant, a gentle breeze swept across the land, carrying the traces of the wind's way. Sharp sword light leaped from the light and time, traversing east and west, thus annihilating the primordial spirit.

As the Golden Turtle Demon Lord gazed at the azure rainbow sword light that cleaved the heavens and earth, sensing the extremely sharp azure wind sword, he made a hand seal, and the dragon-patterned tortoise shell that had not yet been thrown immediately fell down, transforming into a vast golden dragon-patterned shell to protect the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's true form.

As the Zhuxian Sword swept in, a metallic clang resounded. The dragon-patterned golden shell remained motionless, while the Zhuxian Sword reversed direction, emitting a series of trembling sounds.

Seeing this, Jiang Sheng was not annoyed at all. He had already anticipated this scene when he knew he was going to face the Golden Turtle Demon Lord.

The Golden Turtle Demon Lord is a dragon-turtle that has attained enlightenment, possessing its own dragon aura. The golden dragon-patterned turtle shell on its back is a famous defensive magic treasure in all the heavens and myriad realms, capable of blocking swords, spears, halberds, and controlling water, fire, wind, and thunder.

All sorts of supernatural powers and spells could hardly shake this tortoise shell. The dragon patterns on the tortoise shell naturally weakened the power of the spells and spells. Often, if ten percent of the power was thrown, it would be considered good if only two or three percent remained on the tortoise shell.

As for combat techniques, simply using brute force is unlikely to break the tortoise shell. This golden tortoise shell is practically indestructible; no matter how hard you hammer and beat it, the force of the recoil will ultimately injure your own body.

With this tortoise shell protecting him, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord is practically impervious to swords and spears, and water and fire. This dragon-patterned tortoise shell is like a Mahayana immortal treasure, and even a Mahayana immortal lord would be helpless against the Golden Turtle Demon Lord for a time.

Having learned of the Golden Turtle Demon Lord's formidable strength, Jiang Sheng had no intention of being able to subdue this tough-skinned, fifth-tribulation demon in a short time.

Jiang Sheng doesn't need to kill the Golden Turtle Demon Lord; he only needs to trap him.

After all, their mission was not to kill the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, but to kill the Azure Wave Dragon King.

Xiaoyuan Zhenjun possesses the means to slay the Azure Wave Dragon King.

Without the protection of the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, how could Ao Yu, who was at the peak of the Void Refining Realm, and the Azure Wave Dragon King, who was sleeping like a dead pig, possibly withstand the methods of True Lord Xiaoyuan?
Therefore, Jiang Sheng was not in a hurry at all. He said he would kill the Golden Turtle Demon Lord on the spot, but he still held back some strength in order to prevent the Golden Turtle Demon Lord from fighting him to the death.

However, Jiang Sheng was not in a hurry, but the Golden Turtle Demon Lord was extremely anxious. How could he not know Jiang Sheng and Xiaoyuan True Lord's plans?

However, now trapped in this sword formation, not only is their perception of the outside world blocked, but even the secrets of heaven and destiny are isolated from them. What they can sense is not the surging wind, thunder, water and fire in this space, but the vast and profound aura of calamity!

That was the aura of the Xuanmen calamity that had been brewing for forty thousand years; it was a calamity that enveloped all realms of the Xuanmen and contained countless desires and evil thoughts.

The aura of calamity and misfortune lingered and intertwined, the hazy aura of calamity and the pitch-black aura of misfortune surrounding the Golden Turtle Demon Lord like a spider web, just as a hunting spider is tightly binding and trapping its struggling prey, and then watching it perish.

Right now, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord has a feeling of being trapped and about to die.

"No! I absolutely cannot sit here and wait to die!"

While pondering, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord used his tortoise shell to resist the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi, and at the same time tried to find an opening in the sword formation to break through this fierce formation full of killing intent.

During this investigation, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord keenly noticed that although the surging calamity energy from all directions seemed like an impregnable fortress, the area above, surrounded by wind, thunder, water, and fire, was clearly a weak point.

It's as if this sword formation is incomplete, causing the shielding of heavenly secrets and destiny to be incomplete, and making it difficult to completely isolate the outside world, so that wisps of calamity and misfortune leak out from above.

Realizing this, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord felt he had seized the opportunity, but at that moment, accompanied by a buzzing sound that seemed to break through the air, streaks of lightning swept across the heavens and earth, and a purple lightning chain that roared across ten thousand miles came crashing into the tortoise shell with the power to shatter space and time and destroy the universe.

In an instant, the violent and surging Immortal Slaying Sword Qi surged and roared, like ten thousand thunderbolts, which shocked the Golden Turtle Demon Lord for a moment.

As the Immortal Slaughtering Sword unleashed a torrent of lightning, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, hiding within its shell, calmly analyzed the situation: "Slaying, trapping, and annihilating; wind, thunder, water, and fire."

"First the magic sword in the east moved, and now it's the magic sword in the west moving."

"So next up are the south and the north."

"The wind and thunder have already been activated, and water and fire will follow immediately."

"Unleashing such powerful magic swords must consume a great deal of magical energy and mental strength. After all four swords have been unleashed, Lingyuan should have a short break to recover his energy. That will be my chance to soar into the air and break through the sword formation!"

With this thought in mind, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord simply focused all his efforts on contracting and resisting, allowing Jiang Sheng to attack, in order to preserve his strength and wait for an opportunity to break the deadlock.

Just as the Golden Turtle Demon Lord had predicted, as the Immortal Slaying Sword slashed across the sky, flames surged from the south, and boundless raging fire came rushing in. A crimson magic sword sped through the air, carrying raging flames as it came to kill.

Seeing that everything was going as he had expected, the Golden Turtle Demon Lord couldn't help but smile: "This sword formation is indeed fierce, but it's still a bit lacking when it comes to stopping cultivators at the Fifth Tribulation stage."

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the pool, in the ruins of the Dragon Palace.

The Crimson Flame Auspicious Light Sword pierced through Ao Yu's chest, severely injuring this dragon girl at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm.

The reason why Ao Yu was able to survive was because Xiao Yuan Zhenjun had no intention of taking his life and deliberately spared him.

Ignoring the severely injured Ao Yu, Xiao Yuan Zhenjun swept to the front of the Azure Wave Dragon King. This dragon king, who was seven zhang tall when standing, was now curled up in bed and fast asleep, but his overflowing dragon might still carried a ferocious power that could intimidate all things.

Bibo Tu Jiaolong King, the master of Bibo Pool in the Great Wilderness Realm, and a Mahayana Demon Venerable.

Looking at the Dragon King, Xiao Yuan Zhenjun was perfectly clear about his condition.

Although the Seven Arrows of Nailhead Book only had four arrows embedded in it, the Azure Dragon King had no chance of waking up unless there was a sufficiently strong external interference.

This was enough for her to unleash the divine power that could kill Mahayana beings without any interference.

In an instant, crimson flames rose around True Lord Xiaoyuan, and brilliant vermilion light spread out, transforming into wisps of flowing flames and rosy light that danced around True Lord Xiaoyuan.

A blazing and profound law surged, and as fire-elemental seals and flame spirit marks manifested at the bottom of the pool, this vast, deep swamp began to boil as if a volcano were erupting.

The surging water continuously rose with scorching steam. Xiaoyuan Zhenjun hovered in front of Bibo Longwang, his hands forming hand seals to draw out the magic, causing billions of fire essences and flowing flames to converge and condense into a streak of crimson gold.

"The heavens blaze with ten thousand flames like the sun, and the flowing fire shines brilliantly." "Auspicious energy condenses into a rainbow, its brilliance dazzling the essence."

"The three caves flow with the rosy clouds, and the bright stars shine in the sky."

"Therefore, we practice the virtue of fire, and rely on the primordial source."

"Disciple Xiaoyuan, having received the mandate of Heaven, has eradicated the evil dragon Tu Jiao in Cangzhou. I hereby humbly request the Ancestral Master's favor and blessing!"

As True Lord Xiaoyuan continued to chant, the crimson-gold radiance, gathered from billions of fire essences, transformed into a magnificent fire virtue talisman, unleashing supreme power.

In an instant, it seemed as if some supreme being cast its gaze upon them, and even the Great Ascension Demon Venerables such as the Long-Armed Golden Ape and the Overturning Sea Dragon King, who were engaged in a battle in the starry sea, felt a chill run down their spines.

Immortal Lord Dongri and Immortal Lord Wanxian's expressions changed drastically. They stared at Immortal Lord Chiyun opposite them in horror: "You dare to ask the Ancestral Master to descend and invoke your will?!"

"At this point, you dare to ask the patriarch to descend and invoke his teachings?!"

Who doesn't know that at this moment, a group of Pure Yang Ancestors are engaged in a fierce battle in the River of Time within the Chaotic Star Sea? At this time, how dare you ask the Ancestors to send down their thoughts? Aren't you afraid that your own Ancestors will be distracted and be surrounded and killed?!
However, Immortal Lord Chiyun laughed and said, "Why wouldn't we dare?"

"It's merely asking the patriarch to send down his prayers. How could you possibly know that the one sending down the prayers is none other than the patriarch himself, right now?"

Upon hearing this, both Dongri Immortal Lord and Wanxian Immortal Lord were taken aback.

Those who are pure Yang transcend the Three Realms and are not bound by the Five Elements. They endure countless eons without being diminished and are called Dao Lords.

With such profound understanding, manipulating creation and reversing the course of fate is merely a matter of a single thought. And upon reaching the realm of upholding the Dao, manipulating the passage of time is not a difficult task.

But why did that glance cast by Daoist Chixiao fall so precisely at this moment?!
Immortal Lord Dongri and Immortal Lord Wanxian did not understand!

Meanwhile, outside the Nine Provinces, in the boundless chaos, within the vast expanse of time.

The old man in the bamboo hat and hemp robe looked down at the Nine Provinces Realm with a smile and said to the middle-aged Taoist beside him, "Fellow Daoist Mingyang, isn't it about time?"

The middle-aged Taoist nodded slightly, casually cut open the passage of time, plucked out a thought from it, and tossed it into the Nine Provinces Realm.

That single thought traversed billions of miles of void space and time, ignoring the celestial membrane and world barriers of the Nine Provinces Realm, ignoring the layers of illusion and reality, and fell into the central region of Cangzhou, into that deep pool.

In an instant, the thought landed on True Monarch Xiaoyuan, and the flames flowing around True Monarch Xiaoyuan changed from crimson to wisps of purple heavenly fire.

This purple heavenly fire seemed to possess the great power to burn away time and pierce through space and time. The wisps of purple heavenly fire swirled around the Crimson Fire Auspicious Cloud Sword, coating it with a layer of purple heavenly fire sword aura.

It is the Eight Views of the Heavenly Night Fire.

It is the fire of enlightenment of the Crimson Sky Dao Lord, one of the Eight Scenes of the Taiyi Cave Mystery Upper Yuan.

Ao Yu stared in horror at the wisps of purple Eight Scenery Flames, her eyes filled with despair. She couldn't understand why her father, who was only a Mahayana cultivator, had attracted the attention of the Pure Yang Dao Lord!
Why is that?!

But no one answered her question.

Xiao Yuan Zhenjun activated his flying sword, aimed at the Azure Wave Dragon King's brow, and shouted: "Slay the Dragon!"

In an instant, the magic sword hummed and rushed away with the Heavenly Fire Sword Qi. Under this life-or-death crisis, the Azure Wave Dragon King actually broke through the suppression of the Seven Arrows of Nailhead and opened his eyes. But the moment he opened his eyes, he saw a purple Heavenly Fire fall down.

"Ouch! Ouch!!!!"

The earth-shattering wails and dragon roars were truly heart-wrenching.

In an instant, the magic sword pierced through the head of the Azure Wave Dragon King, and the Eight Scenery Heavenly Fire transformed into a line of fire that burned the Azure Wave Dragon King's consciousness and true spirit, along with his internal organs, to ashes, leaving only a heavy Mahayana body.

Seeing his father die, Ao Yu was so shocked that he fainted.

At the same time, the thought that had landed on Xiaoyuan Zhenjun's head dissipated. In the instant it disappeared, a streak of crimson light disappeared into the vast chaos beside him and landed within the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

At this moment, a deafening, mournful dragon roar came clearly, causing the Golden Turtle Demon Lord to disregard everything else. His entire demonic power burst forth, transforming into a golden rainbow that soared into the sky, determined to pierce through Jiang Sheng's Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.

Looking at the reckless Golden Turtle Demon Lord, Jiang Sheng smiled. This was the moment he had been waiting for: the Azure Lotus Formation Diagram was ready long ago, just waiting for the Golden Turtle Demon Lord to discover the flaw he had deliberately left and try to break the formation, so that he could completely seal the sword formation and then deliver a fatal final blow to the Golden Turtle Demon Lord.

Jiang Sheng used the same method when dealing with Jingxing Zhenjun of the Qiankun Dao Sect.

Just as Jiang Sheng was about to activate the Azure Lotus Array Diagram to complete the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Array, a streak of crimson fire streaked over and attached itself to the Immortal Trapping Sword, causing Jiang Sheng to be startled.

Sensing the majestic power of the Crimson Fire Virtue emanating from the Immortal-Slaying Sword, Jiang Sheng understood and silently said, "Thank you, Ancestor Crimson Fire, for bestowing this power."

Just as the Golden Turtle Demon Lord was about to break through the wind, thunder, water, and fire swirling above his head and overcome the final tribulations to break through the sword formation, he heard Jiang Sheng softly chant: "Fire virtue gives birth to the crimson sky, cutting off karma and reversing fate!"

"Trap Immortal, go!"

In an instant, the crimson Immortal-Trapping Sword transformed into a streak of fire and sped through the sky. The Golden Turtle Demon Lord turned his head and looked, as if he saw a crimson magic sword born from boundless heavenly fire, splitting the heavens and earth, cutting through karma and saving people.

But the fiery line soared into the air, ignoring the indestructible dragon-patterned tortoise shell of the Golden Turtle Demon Lord, traversing the void and directly slashing at his physical body and soul!

Before the Golden Turtle Demon Lord could even let out a wail, he was reduced to ashes by the sword light.

Amidst the humming of sword light, only a golden dragon-patterned tortoise shell remained suspended within the sword formation. (End of Chapter)