Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Lingzhao?!
Penglai Lingzhao?!
Focusing intently, the figure in the dark dungeon became increasingly clear.

A crimson crown adorned with stars and jade adorns his head, while his black robe and crane-feather skirt reflect the brilliance of the sun.

Wearing a belt adorned with lions and dragons, he was a handsome young man with a refined and dashing appearance.

The Taoist priest appeared to be just reaching adulthood, with a resolute and handsome face exuding a heroic spirit. He crossed his arms, his expression a mix of a smile and a knowing one. Though he was a Taoist priest, he seemed more like a wandering swordsman.

In the Eastern Heaven of the Three Realms, Penglai shines with divine light.

Knowing the identity of the person in front of him, Dingxing felt a little relieved: Since it was Ling Zhao here, then Ling Yuan must have already fallen into Wen Yuan's trap. It seems that Ling Zhao deliberately stayed behind to guard Feng Yuan and Mo Yuan.

As he pondered, a ray of starlight suddenly poured down and fell into Dingxing's hand. The starlight condensed and transformed into a three-foot-seven-inch magic sword.

"In that case, there's nothing more to say."

"The sword in my hand is three feet seven inches long; it can sever the three souls, cut off the seven spirits, stabilize heaven, earth, and man, and illuminate the sun, moon, and stars."

"His sword is named Dingguang!"

Before he finished speaking, Dingxing made the first move, thrusting out a sword with shimmering starlight that swirled for ten feet, like a dragon ascending to heaven.

Lin Fan's eyes lit up: Dingxing's swordsmanship is quite remarkable!

The so-called Dongxuan Daoguo and Lianxu Zhenjun may possess supernatural powers that can burn mountains and boil seas, and magic that can move stars and moons, but their supernatural powers can be used to traverse millions of miles of heaven and earth, and can also be confined to a radius of three feet.

The law encompasses heaven and earth, and the eyes can see mountains and seas; it's all just a matter of a single thought.

Now, in this cramped dungeon of Jiutou Mountain, Dingxing has no way of using any large-scale supernatural powers.

After all, Feng Yuan and Mo Yuan were still imprisoned and unable to use their supernatural powers and spells. If they were to use their spells, they would surely perish. Under these circumstances, Ding Xing had no choice but to engage in close combat with Lin Fan if he wanted to save Feng Yuan and Mo Yuan.

In an instant, as the long sword in Dingxing's hand soared like a dragon, the three-foot-seven-inch blade unleashed a three-zhang-long radiance, and within ten zhang, everyone was an enemy.

Lin Fan casually made a move, and a streak of crimson light rushed over and landed in his palm. In an instant, the crimson light became sharp, and a streak of crimson light slashed down, blocking the three-zhang-long clear light.

"The swordsmanship of the Star-Fixing True Lord is quite remarkable, which surprised me greatly."

Lin Fan's smile remained unchanged. He held a knife in his right hand and took out a key from his pocket with his left: "This key can not only open their prison, but also unlock the spirit-locking rings on their bodies."

"Once the Spirit-Locking Rings are removed, the Immortal-Binding Ropes on their bodies will naturally be removed as well."

"Today I am eager to hunt, so I might as well make a bet with the True Lord."

After saying that, Lin Fan raised his hand and threw the key into the air, then slashed his sword at Ding Xing: "It will take ten breaths for this key to fall. Within ten breaths, let's decide the winner!"

Ding Xing snorted coldly and blocked the attack with his sword: "You really think you've got this in the bag?"

In an instant, the two were locked in combat again. Feng Yuan and Mo Yuan saw the two fighting hand to hand, their swords flashing and blades clashing back and forth. The two dignified True Monarchs of the Cave Profound Dao Fruit were actually just like ordinary martial artists clashing with swords. However, every time the two made a move, the sword light and blade light could always trigger a trace of Daoist magic, cutting a void rift in space.

After ten breaths of intense fighting, Lin Fan and Ding Xing were evenly matched. Ding Xing watched helplessly as the key fell back into Lin Fan's hands, but then he heard Lin Fan laugh and say, "Ding Xing, although your swordsmanship is not bad, it is still far inferior to Ling Yuan's."

Upon hearing Lin Fan mention Jiang Sheng, Ding Xing suddenly laughed and said, "Ling Zhao, you think you've got a good plan, stopping me from rescuing people here."

"But do you know that Lingyu and Lingyuan are already trapped? Instead of going to save them, you're getting entangled with me here. Just wait for news of Lingyu and Lingyuan's deaths!"

Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment flashed across Lin Fan's face: Did they really think Jiang Sheng was in the Nine Provinces Realm?
Seeing the momentary shock at Lin Fan's appearance, Ding Xing became even more certain of his thoughts: Wen Yuan's plan was correct. Now he only needed to keep Lin Fan occupied here, and once the battle with Wen Yuan was over, they would have won a great victory!
With this thought in mind, Dingxing rushed towards Lin Fan again. He was determined to keep Lin Fan occupied and prevent him from going to support Ling Yu and Ling Yuan!

boom!
Boom boom boom!
Thunder roared incessantly, accompanied by deafening thunderclaps. Lightning flashed across the sky, and thousands of silver snakes danced and surged wildly.

In an instant, the sky darkened, then burst into blinding white light as dazzling thunder raged.

It was as if a thunder pool was being emptied, with endless thunderbolts pouring down like a celestial waterfall. With each roar of thunder, the outpouring of lightning caused the heavens and earth to tremble incessantly.

Heavenly Thunder, a divine art, a way of divine punishment.

As thunder roared and lightning danced, the world turned desolate, and all things came to an end.

However, amidst this endless thunder, several towering figures rose from the ground, casting spells from all directions, as if to bind the endless thunder within a radius of 100,000 miles, and then trap the awe-inspiring female immortal: Penglai Lingyu of the Eastern Heaven of the Three Realms.

Yun Chen, Yun Yin, Huo Xing, and Wen Yuan each stood on one side, setting up this trapping immortal formation at the four corners of the east, west, south, and north.

With the four of them locking down the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and sealing off the mountain and river veins, they isolated Lingyu from the interaction and resonance between the heavens and the earth and this world. In their eyes, Lingyu was already at the end of her road.

But then, a blazing thunderbolt engulfed the world, and four giants, each ten thousand miles long, bound the lightning and trapped the thunder, laying down a net to seal away spirits and restrict magic.

Wen Yuan's true form manifested, his majestic body standing tall on the earth, his feet planted on mountains and ley lines, his palms radiating energy and vitality: "Ling Yu! You are now in my trap, do not even think about escaping!"

"This formation controls the eight trigrams Zhen, Dui, Kan, and Li, locking in the workings of heaven and earth and sealing the laws of all spirits. Even if you possess extraordinary abilities, you cannot escape!"

Wen Yuan's voice was as loud as a bell, shaking the heavens and earth. Indeed, as he said, this formation contained the power of the heavenly thunder unleashed by Ling Yu within a radius of 100,000 li.

Lingyu, who had summoned the Supreme Heavenly Thunder God, gazed around and saw that Wenyuan, Yunchen, Yunyin, and Huoxing seemed to be within 30,000 to 50,000 miles of her, yet also seemed to be millions of miles away.

Despite her attempts to bombard the heavens and earth with the Radiant Thunder Purgatory and to shatter the void with the Supreme Clarity Profound Thunder, she could not shake this formation. This formation, which connected the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams and drew upon the power of heaven and earth, was like an invisible net that gradually tightened, constantly squeezing Ling Yu's space to maneuver. However, whenever Ling Yu tried to attack any of the four Wen Yuan members, she could never pinpoint their true location.

This is clearly the effect of the formation. Such a close-to-the-world technique must be one of the core formations of the Qiankun Dao Sect to achieve.

Sensing her rapidly depleting magical power, Lingyu couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly: in battle, the worst thing is to be in a desperate situation with no room to maneuver.

The reason Lingyu still has time to think is because she has this vast space to maneuver. Although Wenyuan and the others are pressing her step by step, they are helpless against the sky full of lightning for the time being.

However, if this 100,000-mile-long space is to be prevented from being pushed to the brink by Wen Yuan and his group, the Supreme Heavenly Thunder God's Venerable Form cannot be dispelled. Ling Yu must use the Thunder Venerable Dharma Form to draw upon the heavenly thunder, which would consume a great deal of magical power.

In the previous battle with Long Yuan, the goal was to achieve a swift victory. Ling Yu could use the Thunder Lord's Dharma Image to unleash its full power in an instant, using the fierce, domineering, and swift nature of thunder magic to kill him.

But now that Wen Yuan and the others aren't fighting her head-on, they're using this step-by-step strategy to wear her down. Ling Yu definitely can't outlast Wen Yuan and the other three.

"Damn Ling Zhao! He told me to pretend to be reckless and lure these people into his trap, but now I've fallen into his trap first!" Just as Ling Yu was pondering this, the magic sword in his sleeve trembled slightly.

Sensing the vibration of the magic sword in her sleeve, Lingyu couldn't help but recall what Jiang Sheng had told her before this trip: "This sword is compatible with thunder magic and is most useful to you, Senior Sister. If it is a critical moment, you may as well use it to fight with all your might and perhaps gain a chance to turn the tide."

Lingyu had previously used this sword to kill Longyuan, and now that they had reached this critical juncture, Lingyu could only trust Jiang Sheng. No matter how you looked at it, Jiang Sheng was more reliable than Lin Fan.

Immediately, Lingyu activated the Thunder Lord Dharma Form again, summoning even more violent blue-purple divine lightning. However, she also took this opportunity to summon the magic sword hidden in her sleeve.

In an instant, Lingyu's magical power poured into the magic sword in her sleeve like a floodgate opening, startling Lingyu: Isn't this a projection of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword? How can it extract magical power like this?!

Meanwhile, in the Little Penglai Island in the South Sea of ​​the Three Realms, Jiang Sheng, who was meditating on the Dharma, suddenly opened his eyes, surprising his Dharma Body beside him: "Hmm? Has something happened?"

Jiang Sheng nodded, then shook his head: "The projection of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword that I gave to Senior Sister Lingyu has been activated by her. It seems that she has encountered trouble."

The Dharmakaya laughed and said, "Aren't you worried?"

Jiang Sheng closed his eyes again: "Since Senior Sister Lingyu has fully activated that projection, then ordinary crises will not be able to stop her."

"That is, after all, a projection of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, which can kill people."

At this moment, the four people who were pressing forward step by step had not yet realized the problem. They only felt that Ling Yu seemed to be at the end of her rope. The aura of the 100,000-foot-tall Shangqing Heavenly Thunder God had begun to become unstable. The Thunder God's Dharma form, which was originally majestic and had three heads and six arms, also showed signs of thinning, as if it would shatter in a little while.

Upon seeing this, Yuan was overjoyed: "Lingyu's magic power is about to give way!"

"This kind of Dharma form consumes a great deal of magical power; Lingyu's magical power is about to run out!"

Planet couldn't help but exclaim, "Truly worthy of being called the pride of Penglai, he was able to withstand the siege of the four of us for so long. This True Lord Lingyu is truly extraordinary."

Yun Chen laughed and said, "No matter how extraordinary they are, they will still be defeated and captured. Then, let's see what Ling Yuan does!"

Upon hearing Yun Chen mention Jiang Sheng, Wen Yuan also felt a sense of doubt: Yes, what about Ling Yuan?
There was no news from Dingxing, which meant they hadn't encountered Lingyuan. And since they had trapped Lingyu here for so long without seeing any trace of Lingyuan, where did Lingyuan go?
After some thought, Wen Yuan reminded him, "The three of you still need to be careful. Ling Yuan's complete absence means he must be hiding somewhere, waiting for an opportunity to strike."

Before Yuan could finish speaking, Yun Chen exclaimed in delight, "Look! Ling Yu can't hold on any longer! Capture Ling Yu and make a name for yourselves throughout the heavens!"

Wen Yuan glanced over and, sure enough, the 100,000-foot-tall Shangqing Heavenly Thunder God was almost transparent, and most of the dazzling divine thunder in the world had dissipated. Ling Yu, hidden in the Thunder God's Dharma form, had already locked onto the location of the true body. This female immortal from Penglai was indeed about to give up!
Before he finished speaking, Yun Chen stirred up the clouds and mist around him, summoning countless rays of heavenly light to condense into a massive ribbon that bound the heavens and earth, which then rushed forward.

Meanwhile, amidst the sparse lightning, Lingyu sensed her almost depleted magical power and, watching the purple glint of light fly out from her sleeve, breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally, I'm full."

Just as Yun Chen stepped forward to subdue Ling Yu, a profound and condensed mystery arose, as if a sharp sword had been drawn. Before the cold edge was even revealed, the sword intent already made Wen Yuan feel a chill down his spine.

As for Yun Chen, who was at the forefront, he was instantly like an ordinary person in an ice and snow cave, his supernatural powers seemingly frozen.

"not good!"

"Ling Yuan has made his move!"

"Yun Chen, get out of the way!"

Wen Yuan, Huo Xing, and Yun Yin spoke in succession, but Yun Chen couldn't listen to them at all. In his eyes, there was only a dazzling sword light soaring into the sky, as if splitting the earth and opening the heavens, bursting out with a magnificent sharpness that could destroy all laws and bring everything to an end.

In an instant, the three calamities condensed, and the final tribulation began.

The tribulations of wind and thunder are like the fire of darkness; the final tribulation of the three calamities leads to the cycle of reincarnation.

As the power of the Three Calamities of Refining Void covered the heavens and earth, and as the breath of the final tribulation and the end of fortune lingered around the sky, a streak of purple lightning finally pierced the sky and shone into the eyes of Yun Chen and the other three.

The sky darkened, and the surroundings were vast and boundless. Yun Chen and the others' spiritual senses were compressed to the extreme. Just then, a sword cry, like the cry of a crane or the roar of a dragon, resounded in their sea of ​​consciousness. Immediately afterward, a sword with a chilling wind shattered the void and tore through the air, directly cleaving through the "Close to the Ends of the Earth" formation and the "Four Symbols Locking Spirit" formation set up by Wen Yuan, and slashing straight at Yun Chen.

"Mist conceals the heavens!"

"Stars are hidden in all directions!"

"Spirit Sealing Technique!"

Startled, Yunyin, Huoxing, and Wenyuan all attacked simultaneously, unleashing their respective supernatural powers to shield Yunchen from the fatal blow. Yunchen also hurriedly activated his supernatural powers to meet the soul-shaking sword light.

The purple sword light, carrying the power of the Three Calamities and the End of Calamity, pierced through the heavens and earth in an instant, shattering the divine abilities of Yunyin, Huoxing, and Wenyuan one by one. Even Yunchen's own divine abilities and techniques could not stop it for a moment.

Immediately, the purple sword light, with its unparalleled fierceness and domineering momentum, swept forward and cleaved through Yun Chen's protective aura and profound light barrier, then shattered two of Yun Chen's defensive magic treasures in succession, finally landing on Yun Chen's face.

In the blink of an eye, a mournful wail was heard, and Yun Chen's vast Dharma body disintegrated and vanished. He himself covered his face and plummeted straight down from the sky.

When Wen Yuan and the other two looked again in the direction of the sword strike, they found that Ling Yu had already disappeared, leaving only the void rift torn apart by the sword and the faint, lingering sword intent.

Wen Yuan's expression was gloomy. He had painstakingly planned and schemed, but Ling Yuan had easily broken through his plans with a single sword strike. Moreover, Ling Yuan had not shown his face at all, but had only made one move!
One sword!
As fellow sacred sites of the Xuanmen sect, and fellow practitioners of the Dongxuan Lianxu sect, are they not worthy of Lingyuan's presence?

What arrogance! What contempt for the true teachings of all schools!

Wen Yuan felt his Dao heart was somewhat unstable. Huo Xing looked at Wen Yuan with concern, then at Yun Yin who was rushing to save Yun Chen. Suddenly, he realized that what Senior Brother Yue Xing said was absolutely true. If they encountered Ling Yuan, preserving their lives was indeed the most important thing.

As he was pondering this, Planet suddenly felt a jolt: "Oh no! The Star-Stabilizing Star is still on Mount Jiutou!"

After saying this, Planet hurriedly flew towards Mount Jiutou, while Yunyin brought the severely injured Yunchen back to Wenyuan's side.

Before Wen Yuan could speak, Yun Yin said, "Yun Chen has been seriously injured. Ling Yuan's sword strike was truly domineering. Now that Yun Chen's soul has been damaged, he must urgently return to recuperate."

Wen Yuan could not stop anything, so he could only express his apologies, offer a batch of elixirs and medicines, and then watch Yun Yin lead Yun Chen back to Yanzhou.

In an instant, Lingyu vanished without a trace, the planet departed, and Yunyin and Yunchen also left. In this vast world, only Wenyuan remained.

For no apparent reason, Wen Yuan felt a sense of desolation rise within him. Gazing at the empty world, Wen Yuan clenched his fist tightly, his hand hidden in his sleeve: "Ling Yuan."

"Penglai Spirit Abyss!" (End of Chapter)