Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

"You traitors of the Starry Sky Holy Sect!"

"Instead of hiding in the depths of chaos and barely surviving, they dare to show their faces!"

Before he finished speaking, Dao Lan raised his hand and a banana leaf fan, a full ten feet in size, appeared in his hand.

This banana leaf fan is decorated with the patterns of Xun and Zhen, with gilded edges and inlaid with gold, jade, and thunderstone. It is said that the wind is the branch and thunder and fire are the bones, making it a truly extraordinary divine object.

As Dao Lan Zhenjun held the banana leaf fan in his hand, a fierce aura of wind and thunder swept over him, swirling behind his head and transforming into a clear Xuanmen wind and thunder Dao wheel.

"In the past, our Eastern Heavenly Daoist sect was merciful and spared your lives. Now it seems better to exterminate you all!"

Dao Lan Zhenjun was extremely fierce. With a wave of his Thunderfire Banana Leaf Fan, a violent gale and thunder and fire swept out like a surging tide.

In an instant, endless thunder and fire filled the void like a raging storm. Even the chaotic thunder and fire that raged and disordered in the void were swept back and surged backward under the violent power of this thunder.

For a moment, all that could be seen was boundless thunder and fire roaring through the void, annihilating everything within a radius of millions of miles.

Faced with the overwhelming thunder and fire, Luanxing and his companions remained calm and composed.

They are no ordinary cultivators.

As Dao Lan Zhenjun said, they are the remnants of the Starry Sky Holy Sect. Even though they had been hiding everywhere under the attack and pursuit of the Eastern Heaven Dao Family, the fact that they have managed to survive until today is enough to show that they are strong enough.

"Dao Lan, stop being so arrogant!"

In an instant, a vast expanse of starlight swept in, transforming into a blazing torrent that roared away.

Luanxing looked at Daolan with anger in his eyes: "Back then, you Penglai, Qinghua and Tianhe bullied us and suppressed my Holy Sect for a long time. Even after we left the Mountain and River Realm, you never let us go."

"Do you still dare to talk about compassion now?"

"What kindness or obligation have you Taoists from the mountains and rivers had to us?"

The chaotic stars roared in anger, and with a casual wave of their hands, several more celestial stars, each a million miles in diameter, crashed into them.

As the saying goes, a person's name reflects their character; the Starry Sky Holy Sect is full of experts in controlling stars, and the Chaotic Star True Lord is no exception.

As the starlight streak blocked the raging lightning and fire, several celestial stars were activated by Chaotic Star True Monarch, and for a time, Chaotic Star and Dao Lan were evenly matched.

As a remnant of the Starry Sky Holy Sect, the fact that Luanxing has survived to this day clearly indicates that he possesses considerable skill.

Seeing that Luanxing and Daolan were locked in a stalemate, the two people beside Luanxing attacked simultaneously. In an instant, two streams of stellar power burst forth, like sharp arrows, attacking Daolan Zhenjun from the left and right.

Just as the two beams of starlight were about to fall on Dao Lan Zhenjun, several streams of light surged, and in an instant, the wind stirred and the sky changed. As the wind and clouds enveloped the area, the scorching torrent of starlight immediately dissipated without a trace. At the same time, two Daoists appeared on either side of Dao Lan Zhenjun.

"Daoming! Daoyan!"

Luanxing Zhenjun looked at Penglai Zhenjun, who appeared to the left and right of Daolan Zhenjun, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes: "I knew it. You Xuanmen holy lands are best at manipulating the righteousness and bullying the weak with the many."

"It seems that the news you sent from Penglai this time was intentional, meant to lure us into a trap!"

Daoming Zhenjun said calmly, "What is righteousness, what is right and wrong, is not for you to decide."

"Now the righteous cause is on my side, and the right and wrong are on my side. This time, my Penglai will lure out all of you villains so that we can wipe you out in one fell swoop!"

Looking at the three True Monarchs, Dao Lan, Dao Ming, and Dao Yan, and then at the enormous starship a million miles long behind them, Luan Xing suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, hahahaha!"

"Truly worthy of being called Penglai! The resources accumulated over thousands of years by the three middle worlds are nothing but bait in your eyes. How extravagant!"

"However, you have miscalculated this time!"

"We'll take these resources, but you'll also have to live!"

Before he finished speaking, Luanxing descended in his true form, his majestic form spanning ten thousand miles, and he unleashed the power of the stars towards Daoming Zhenjun.

Meanwhile, the two Refining Void True Monarchs from the Starry Sky Holy Sect beside Chaotic Star True Monarch were also facing Dao Lan True Monarch and Dao Yan True Monarch respectively, and the six Refining Void True Monarchs began to fight in the chaotic void.

In an instant, starlight surged, thunder roared, storms swept across the void, and flames incinerated everything.

Under the unbridled battle of the six Void Refining True Monarchs, the entire void turbulence was shattered, and this void channel almost collapsed.

After realizing this, Dao Lan Zhenjun deliberately restrained his strength to protect the starship behind him, but the Star Saint Sect's Refining Void cultivator seized the opportunity and launched a series of Heavenly Star Bombardments at him.

Dao Lan Zhenjun was forced to retreat step by step by the series of meteor bombardments, and after retreating millions of miles, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the Refining Void cultivator of the Starry Sky Holy Sect: "Do you really think I can't defeat you?"

"You remnants of the Starry Sky Holy Sect, you couldn't defeat my Penglai a thousand years ago, and you can't defeat me now either!"

Before he finished speaking, Dao Lan Zhenjun suddenly swung out his Thunderfire Banana Leaf Fan. With a gale strong enough to blow a star to dust, the Refined Void cultivator of the Starry Sky Holy Sect was immediately blown away. Dao Lan Zhenjun took the opportunity to unleash a spell, and in an instant, three Thunder Seals were blasted out in succession, directly knocking the Refined Void cultivator of the Starry Sky Holy Sect flying backward and spitting blood. Even the Refined Void cultivator's true body was cracked.

As Dao Lan Zhenjun succeeded, Dao Yan Zhenjun also seized the opportunity, using his magic sword to shatter the void and his seal to suppress the opponent, severely injuring the Void Refining cultivator on the spot.

Compared to the true disciples of the sacred Xuanmen sects like Dao Lan Zhenjun and Dao Yan Zhenjun, the difference in cultivation level among these ordinary immortal sects was simply too great. Only Luan Xing Zhenjun possessed some skill, still entangled with Dao Ming Zhenjun.

However, with Dao Lan Zhenjun and Dao Yan Zhenjun freeing up their hands, Luan Xing's fate was already predictable.

However, just as Dao Lan Zhenjun and Dao Yan Zhenjun were about to work together to subdue Luan Xing, a sudden sense of impending doom arose in their hearts.

The three were immediately struck by a sense of impending doom. Only then did they realize that the aura above their heads seemed to be obscured and eroded by something, leaving them with only 50% of their fortune. In the darkness, the intent of calamity had already locked onto their consciousness.

In the next instant, three jet-black blades of light cleaved through the void from the chaos, shattering the turbulent void and also destroying the aura of Dao Ming Zhenjun and the other two.

In an instant, the faces of Dao Ming Zhenjun and the other two turned ashen, their luck almost gone, and their cultivation was suppressed by the dark aura of calamity, leaving them unable to unleash even half of their full potential.

Upon seeing this, Luanxing couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Daoming!"

"You think you're the only ones who have resorted to such tactics?"

"Little did you know, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; you are all prey today!"

At this moment, Luanxing felt extremely happy. He cupped his hands and clasped his fists towards the depths of chaos, saying, "Thank you for your help, Demon Lord of Calamity!"

The Demon Lord of Calamity?!
Upon hearing this name, Dao Ming Zhenjun and the other two couldn't help but tremble. How did this demonic cultivator get here?!
As a tidal wave of utter darkness surged forth, a blurry figure appeared before them.

The figure was shrouded in a black robe, surrounded by chaotic energy and turbulent tides, making it difficult to discern and pinpoint his aura, but his cultivation level was unmistakable.

Fusion Realm!
A demon lord at the Integration Realm!
Dao Ming Zhenjun looked at Dao Lan Zhenjun and Dao Yan Zhenjun. All three of them had extremely ugly expressions, clearly not expecting to encounter such a lawless demon lord here.

Meanwhile, the Calamity Demon Lord looked at Dao Ming Zhenjun and the other two with great interest; "Heh, the Dao generation of Penglai cultivators."

The voice of the Calamity Demon Lord was very strange, making it difficult to distinguish between men, women, and children. This was clearly a way for the Calamity Demon Lord to conceal himself.

"Demon Lord, that starship contains resources accumulated over a thousand years in a middle-thousand world. You cannot miss it."

The chaotic stars were once again stirring up trouble in the ears of the Demon Lord of Calamity.

The Calamity Demon Lord glanced at the starship that was retreating, and casually raised his hand. As the vast power of calamity gathered, a pitch-black hand, millions of miles in size and resembling a continent, slowly descended in the void and grabbed the starship.

"A thousand-year-old resource in a middle-thousand world, the Eastern Heavenly Daoist family is really rich."

"Now that we have the resources, the three of you can die too."

As the Calamity Demon Lord spoke casually, a pitch-black venomous insect crawled out from his sleeve. The insect also possessed the aura of a Void Refining cultivator, and it swayed its hundreds of limbs as it crawled toward Daoming Zhenjun and the other two.

Looking at the tiny, black, venomous insect, barely the size of a palm, Luanxing couldn't help but ask, "Demon Lord, could this little thing kill Daoming and the others?"

The Calamity Demon Lord sneered, "Little thing? This is a calamity insect that I carefully fed with my blood essence and was raised on the calamity energy that destroyed several worlds."

"Their protective aura is no match for its mouthful of venomous fangs."

"These three are, after all, True Monarchs of Refinement Realm from Penglai. It's not a waste to use them to feed this worm of mine."

As Dao Lan listened to the words of the Calamity Demon Lord and watched the tiny, black, poisonous worm, no bigger than a palm, rustling as it crawled over, a chill ran down his spine.

She would rather die in battle than be touched by this insect!

Even though his luck was bad, his face was ashen, and he could not use even half of his cultivation, Dao Lan Zhenjun still did not intend to sit and wait for death.

He forcefully channeled his magical power, struggling to raise the banana leaf fan and swung it at the treacherous poisonous insect: "You think you can make me surrender? Don't even think about it!"

However, no matter how Dao Lan Zhenjun unleashed his fierce winds, thunder, and fire, the calamity-causing poisonous insects neither dodged nor avoided him, and crawled straight towards him despite Dao Lan Zhenjun's magic.

Upon seeing this, Daoming Zhenjun immediately summoned a God-Slaying Nail. As the nail spun rapidly, it wailed and pinned the calamity-causing poisonous insect to the void.

Upon seeing this, Dao Ming Zhenjun immediately shouted, "Dao Lan, Dao Yan, run!"

After saying this, Daoming Zhenjun rushed towards the Calamity Demon Lord, intending to use his own life to stop the Calamity Demon Lord and send his two junior brothers and sisters away.

The Calamity Demon Lord ignored the approaching Dao Ming Zhenjun, staring with a gloomy expression at the calamity worm that was being pinned down by the God-Slaying Nail and constantly struggling and twisting. As its aura continued to distort, streams of deep and condensed calamity energy and calamity aura continued to spread out, finally condensing into a hideous ghost-headed demon blade.

"You dare hurt my insects? None of you three will escape!"

"I will cut off your hands and feet, nail your souls to the ground, and throw you into my insect lair, so that you will never be reincarnated for three thousand years!"

As the Demon Lord of Calamity spoke, the pitch-black demonic blade instantly unleashed a torrent of calamity power spanning thousands of miles, slashing horizontally towards Daoming Zhenjun.

Before this Demon Lord of the Integration Realm, the three Dao Ming True Lords, who were still at the Refinement Void Realm, could only be cut in half at the waist.

In an instant, the pitch-black blade light shattered the entire void passage, turning millions of miles into a dead zone!
"Senior brother!" (End of this chapter)