Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"Best of three is the fairest."

As soon as Lin Fan finished speaking, he saw a person on the other side step into the air and land directly on Prison Island.

Looking at the handsome and refined Taoist priest, Lin Fan gave him a few more meaningful glances: "Water and fire harmonize in perfect harmony, containing spiritual treasures that reverse yin and yang."

"The contemporary Shaoyang True Lord of the Yin-Yang lineage is indeed extraordinary from the moment he appears."

Shaoyang Zhenjun, with a gentle smile, like the sun, said, "My little reputation is only due to the support of my fellow practitioners. How can my meager cultivation compare with that of Daoist Lingzhao?"

"I've heard that Daoist Lingzhao possesses a rare 'blazing sun' physique, naturally attuned to the sun's fire. I wonder if Daoist Lingzhao would like to step onto the stage and exchange a few blows with this humble Daoist?"

Lin Fan laughed and said, "I consulted the oracle before leaving today, and the divination indicated that it was not auspicious to engage in combat, so I will only be observing today."

As he spoke, Lin Fan stepped back. Zhen Leizi, Kong Zhen, and Shao Bai Mingjun exchanged glances, and Lei Zhenzi then said, "I will handle this round."

A thunderous roar was heard, and the thunderbolt, accompanied by thunder and lightning, struck a point a thousand feet opposite Shaoyang Zhenjun on Prison Island.

Shaoyang Zhenjun stared at the tall and imposing Taoist. If it weren't for the thunder-shaking crown and the eight-trigram robe he wore, he would look more like a burly general than a Taoist.

But Zhen Leizi's eyes burned like thunderbolts, and his eight-foot-tall figure was surrounded by countless bolts of lightning, making him seem like a high and mighty god. With every move he made, thunder roared, and his imposing presence was terrifying.

In combat tactics, the first priority is the fighting stance.

If one's momentum is even slightly weaker, one's magic will be three parts weaker. When Zhen Leizi is fighting with others, he loves to take the initiative and seize the initiative.

Thunder magic is the most dignified and upright, and the thunder magic he cultivates is a superior thunder scripture of the Xuanmen. Therefore, Zhen Leizi used the magnificent power of thunder magic to suppress the opponent's arrogance. Once the opponent's momentum dissipated, and he faced Zhen Leizi's method of taking the initiative and suppressing him from the start, he had already lost 30% of his chance of winning.

Ordinary people would not be able to remain calm in the face of heavenly thunder, but Shaoyang Zhenjun remained unmoved, letting the thunderous power of Zhen Leizi shake the heavens and earth, yet he wore a smile as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face.

Looking at the surging thunder, Shaoyang Zhenjun raised his hand and used his magic to transform into a spring breeze, annihilating the oncoming thunder: "I have heard that among the Seven Sons of Chixiao, there is one who is proficient in thunder magic and is unparalleled in battle. I suppose it is this Daoist."

Zhen Leizi gazed at the composed Shaoyang Zhenjun for three breaths before bowing respectfully: "Zhen Leizi, of the Chixiao Dao Sect."

Shaoyang Zhenjun immediately returned the greeting: "The true lineage of Yin and Yang, Shaoyang."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two True Lords of the Cave Profound Realm immediately transformed into bolts of lightning and collided with the crimson light, instantly engaging in a fierce battle on Prison Island.

Outside Prison Island, watching Zhen Leizi and Shaoyang Zhenjun exchange greetings, Lin Fan tilted his head slightly and said to Ling Yu, "Senior Sister, in your opinion, between Fellow Daoist Zhen Leizi and that Shaoyang Zhenjun, who is better?"

Lingyu said softly, "It's hard to say."

Lin Fan understood; the three words "it's hard to say" already explained a lot.

In fact, after Zhen Leizi took the initiative but was blocked by Shaoyang Zhenjun, Lin Fan had already made a plan. Taking the initiative is to gain momentum, but if you can't suppress others, your momentum will weaken and eventually be exhausted. In that case, your morale will drop by half.

However, Lin Fan was not a major cultivator of thunder magic, so he naturally had to ask Ling Yu, a true lord of thunder magic, for her opinion. Seeing that Ling Yu also had this judgment, Lin Fan looked at Xu Yuanzi on the side. However, Xu Yuanzi was full of confidence and looked at Zhen Leizi and Shao Yang True Lord fighting with a smile. He obviously had full confidence in Zhen Leizi.

Thinking it over, Lin Fan looked at the battlefield of the battle again. He saw that on Prison Island, Zhen Leizi and Shaoyang Zhenjun were constantly fighting and maneuvering in a small area of ​​no more than three thousand miles. Streams of dazzling lightning fell like waterfalls from the sky, covering the entire Prison Island without leaving any blind spots.

Seeing this, Lin Fan suddenly slapped his forehead: He had misunderstood!
Both sides are clear about the rules of the Xuanmen duel, which are nothing more than limiting the location and disregarding life and death.

The arena for this battle is Prison Island, but how big is Prison Island?

On such a small dueling platform, the two prodigies not only had to suppress each other, but also had to be careful not to leave the three thousand miles radius. Therefore, Zhen Leizi could be said to have the upper hand. He could use his thunder magic at will. Shao Yang Zhenjun had to choose to leave and admit defeat, or brave the thunder that was pouring down for three thousand miles and fight Zhen Leizi to the death. In this sense, Zhen Leizi was the one with the advantage.

Of course, Shaoyang Zhenjun would not admit defeat. A crimson hue suddenly appeared amidst the dazzling thunder, followed by the rising of a blazing sun, with rolling heat waves radiating outwards for three thousand miles, contending with the thunder that filled the sky.

In an instant, accompanied by a torrent of thunder and raging flames, the once continuous mountain range of Qiuluo Island trembled under the power of the two Dongxuan True Monarchs. The entire island began to disintegrate, and in a short while, the entire Qiuluo Island was reduced to ashes in the aftershocks of the battle between the two Dongxuan True Monarchs.

However, although Prison Island was gone, the area within a radius of three thousand miles remained in the minds of the two True Monarchs of the Cave Profound Realm. With the powerful divine sense of True Monarchs of the Cave Profound Realm, even the slightest difference could be clearly perceived. Therefore, neither Zhen Lei Zi nor True Monarch Shao Yang crossed the red line. The two of them were fighting almost at the edge of that non-existent forbidden line.

As the thunder and the sun's fire clashed back and forth, Zhen Leizi finally used his true power. His figure suddenly broke free from the lightning and manifested, one hand forming a hand seal and the other drawing power. In an instant, bolts of lightning pierced through the void, and endless lightning intertwined across three thousand miles of heaven and earth, forming a thorny forest. In a flash, boundless thunder roared and erupted.

boom!
A thunderous roar seemed to shake the heavens and the earth, and the three thousand miles of land were transformed into a pool of thunder.

However, right there in this Thunder Pool, the brilliant sun rose into the air, and strands of yang flames flowed and protected the Young Yang True Lord, forming a yang flame aura. The thunder from Zhen Leizi did not harm him in the slightest.

“Fellow Daoist, while your lightning is indeed extremely powerful and yang, it is still slightly inferior to the fire of the sun.”

Shaoyang Zhenjun chuckled and casually drew the surrounding sun fire into his hand. As the endless sun fire condensed and the scorching fire waves swept across the heavens and earth, a pale red blade appeared in his hand.

Grasping this blade, forged and condensed purely from the fire of the sun, True Monarch Shaoyang transformed into a streak of light and rushed towards Zhen Leizi: "This strike, please, fellow Daoist, take a look!"

Before the words were finished, the pale red blade suddenly expanded, transforming into a thousand-mile-long blade that swept across the heavens and earth, shattering three thousand miles of thunder, carrying endless scorching heat.

In an instant, the crimson color swept across the sky, and the power of the flames shook heaven and earth. Under this blade, heavenly lightning was annihilated and all things turned to ashes. Even those who had reached the Profound Realm or Refined Void Realm had to avoid its sharp edge.

In that instant, Shaoyang Zhenjun's aura suddenly surged to its peak. Like the Great Sun Lord, he held the Heavenly Blade, ready to wipe out everything. The power of this aura was so strong that even Lin Fan, Ling Yu, and the others watching the battle couldn't help but frown.

At this moment, lightning crackled in Zhen Leizi's eyes as he defiantly withstood the intense heat and wind of the sun, which was enough to burn away even a Void Refinement cultivator, and the boundless pressure. He raised his hand and made a grasping motion: "Come!"

Suddenly, thunder surged forth. Zhen Leizi refined streams of bluish-white thunder into his palm, transforming them into a bluish-purple thunder spear, which he then unleashed. As the blade collided with the thunder spear, the world fell silent, the greatest sound was silenced, and the thunder and sun's flames vanished without a trace. Only a dazzling light spread out, blinding people.

When everything had settled, Shaoyang Zhenjun gracefully withdrew, saying, "I was fortunate enough to win by a hair's breadth over you, fellow Daoist."

Lin Fan and Ling Yu looked over and saw that Zhen Leizi's burly body had a deep, bone-revealing knife wound. The wound stretched from his right shoulder to his left abdomen, almost cutting open Zhen Leizi's entire body. Half of his left hand had also been cut off.

Despite suffering such injuries, Zhen Leizi left the scene without uttering a sound. Facing the gazes of Lin Fan, Ling Yu, and Xu Yuanzi, Zhen Leizi simply said, "I'm fine. His blade was just a fraction faster than mine." He then sat down cross-legged to take a pill and regulate his breathing.

Lin Fan looked up thoughtfully and saw that Shao Yang Zhenjun had landed beside Wen Yuan and was chatting and laughing with him. His calm and collected demeanor made it seem as if the battle just now was nothing more than a trivial matter.

As Lin Fan pondered Shao Yang Zhenjun's strike, his eyes grew brighter with each thought. Ling Yu, noticing his expression, asked, "What's wrong? Did you figure something out?"

Lin Fan explained, "Senior Sister, you cultivate thunder magic, but you may not know that in the path of fire magic, the sun fire method is considered superior, but the sun fire method is also divided into higher and lower levels."

"The sun has the concepts of Lesser Yang and Greater Yang, and fire has the colors of yellow, red, white, blue, and purple."

“Pale red fire belongs to the lesser yang of the sun, while blue-red fire is the art of the greater yang.”

"His strike just now was clearly made using the Fire Refining Technique."

"To refine the originally pale red Lesser Yang Fire into the Greater Yang Crimson Fire, one must undergo at least three rounds of tempering and three rounds of transformation. He used less than a breath to temper the fire three times, increasing its intensity by more than 90%. This method reminds me of a technique."

Although Lingyu did not practice fire magic, she was well-versed in the sect's Daoist scriptures and knew the classics of the heavens. Lin Fan's words immediately reminded Lingyu of the book she had seen in the sect's Daoist scripture pavilion: "You mean, the Profound Flame Transformation of fire magic?"

Lin Fan nodded: "The art of fire says that the way of fire is fierce and intense, moving like waves, thus burning everything in its path."

"The Xuan Yan Transformation is to temper and increase the fire's intensity. With his Yin-Yang Orthodox Shao Yang True Lord's methods, refining Shao Yang Fire into Lao Yang Fire is not a problem."

"However, the flaws of the Profound Flame Transformation are also very clear. Today, he used this method to win against Zhen Leizi. Unless he has innovated the Profound Flame Transformation and developed his own unique style, his technique will not simply fail in a future battle."

Lin Fan was most aware of the flaws in the Profound Flame Transformation. Unlike other fire techniques that use layered tempering, this technique forcibly reverses the flames to temper them internally. If one is not careful, the fire in one's hand will explode and burn internally.

Lingyu shook her head: "It was only because Shaoyang Zhenjun caught us off guard that this method worked. If Zhenleizi and Shaoyang Zhenjun were to continue their battle, even if this method were used again, they might not be able to win."

Despite saying this, Lingyu was still secretly alarmed by Shaoyang Zhenjun's ability to adapt to changing circumstances. It is easy to know about spells and learn spells, but it is another matter to be able to use spells effectively and adapt to changing circumstances at critical moments.

Now that Zhen Leizi had made the first move but failed to win, Lingyu could only place her hopes on Kong Zhen and Shaobai Mingjun.

Seemingly sensing Lingyu's thoughts, Kong Zhen said, "I'll go for the second round. No matter who the opponent is, I can at least make sure I don't lose."

Lingyu nodded: "Then I'll leave it to the Demon Lord."

Before he finished speaking, Lingyu saw Kong Zhen step forward. Looking at the sea before him, Kong Zhen raised his hand and formed a spell. As the demonic energy circulated, the five elements were condensed.

"What was once an island has now been reduced to ashes, leaving only seawater. This is quite a commotion."

As he spoke, Kong Zhen threw out demonic energy. With the surge of the five elements, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth manifested in turn, and the Prison Island, which had been destroyed, was gradually rebuilt. In less than three breaths, it was restored before everyone's eyes.

Looking at the reconstructed Prison Island, Kong Zhen nodded in satisfaction and landed on the island, nodding in the direction of Wen Yuan and the others.

"I wonder if anyone would be willing to exchange a few blows with me?"

This scene surprised not only Wen Yuan, but even Shao Yang Zhenjun: "I have often heard that the Peacock Clan is proficient in the Five Elements, but I have never seen them use such methods. Could it be that this person has learned my Taoist teachings on reversing the heavens and the sun?"

Upon hearing this, even Shaoyang Zhenjun himself found it amusing.

"Reversing Heaven and Reversing the Sun" is a great supernatural power among the Thirty-Six Heavenly Divine Arts. It is a supreme esoteric method comparable to manipulating creation and reversing yin and yang. Its ability to reverse time is enough to change the world.

Even Shaoyang Zhenjun himself hasn't mastered this supernatural power yet, so how could Kong Zhen, a demon lord, possibly learn it?

Although Wen Yuan was also surprised, he remained calm on the surface: "It's just a little trick. Anyone can rebuild Prison Island. It must have just been a little opportunistic."

The Shao Yang True Lord and the others nodded. What they said was true. It was just reshaping a Prison Island, which was only a few thousand miles in circumference and made of billions of tons of rocks and sand.

For those who have attained the Dao of Profound Realm, it's truly a simple matter of lifting a finger.

What surprised them was not that Kong Zhen could reshape Prison Island, but that Kong Zhen seemed to have reversed time and space here, which was what made them wary.

Seeing Kong Zhen standing on the reconstructed Prison Island, Dingxing, Huoxing, Yunyin, and Yunchen all frowned. Xuehai Daoren and Wushui Xiejun didn't even look at Wenyuan. They were there to help, not to fight.

Seeing that no one else was going to participate, Planet thought for a moment and said, "I'll go this time."

Seeing that Huoxing was willing to take the stage, Wenyuan quickly said, "Fellow Daoist Huoxing, just do your best. It's okay to admit defeat if things don't look good. We've already won one round. If we lose this round, we can settle it in the next round."

Upon hearing this, Yun Yin and Yun Chen's eyelids twitched: If they were to fall to the planet, they could simply admit defeat, but what would they do when it was their turn next?
But there was no time for them to think further; Planet had already stepped onto Prison Island.

Looking at the incomparably handsome Kong Zhen opposite him, who seemed more like a celestial being than a demon, Huoxing performed a Daoist bow: "Huoxing of Huayun Dao Sect greets the Demon Lord."

"The Demon Lord has some impressive skills. He has rebuilt Prison Island in the blink of an eye. Such supernatural power is truly astonishing."

Kong Zhen smiled and said, "So you are the Planetary True Lord of Huayun Dao Sect. Reconstructing Prison Island is just a minor matter, nothing special. True Lord, please don't flatter me."

"To be honest, compared to this time-consuming and laborious work of reshaping, I am more skilled at destruction."

As he spoke, a five-colored feather fan appeared in Kong Zhen's hand. Immediately, the power of the Five Elements swirled around him, and the five elements glowed brightly, giving rise to many strange phenomena. An aura of nothingness that could be swept away and nothingness that could be destroyed then rose up.

Sensing the condensed aura of the Five Elements' destruction on the feather fan in his hand, Kong Zhen smiled and said, "I don't have many tricks up my sleeve, but this Five Elements Annihilation Light is something I can offer. Please, Planetary True Lord, take a look."

Before he finished speaking, Kong Zhen had already channeled his magical power and swung his fan. In an instant, five-colored divine light—azure, crimson, white, black, and yellow—swirled away like a celestial ribbon. (End of Chapter)