Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Dao Lan Zhenjun and Dao Yan Zhenjun watched helplessly as the demonic light swept in and annihilated millions of miles of void. At this moment, the two were filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Compared to the evil cultivator, the Calamity Demon Lord, who was at the Integration Realm, Dao Lan Zhenjun and the others were undoubtedly too weak. The difference between a single minor realm and the three realms was like heaven and earth, not to mention that the two sides were separated by an entire major realm.

However, just as the demonic blade was about to tear through the void and cleave Daoming Zhenjun in two, a streak of light rushed in, and the calamity demonic blade light that swept up boundless calamity demonic energy was instantly intercepted.

clang!
The metal clanged against the metal, and lightning flashed.

Only the startled swan shattered the void, stabilizing the wind and thunder. Calamity, demonic energy, and Taoist mystical light clashed endlessly, eventually transforming into a vast aftershock that spread in all directions.

Sensing the sharpness of that sword intent, the Calamity Demon Lord suddenly turned his head and exclaimed, "Who?!"

A ray of celestial light shone down, a rainbow spanned the void, and amidst auspicious light and mist, a figure approached from afar.

"I originally thought that the true disciples of some holy land were lying in ambush here to ambush my Eastern Heaven Daoist family."

"I never expected to run into someone as arrogant and ignorant as you."

"Calamity Demon Lord? Who do you think you are, daring to provoke my Penglai?!"

As the last sentence fell, the swan that had blocked the demonic blade suddenly turned back, stirring up a tidal wave. As the swan turned, a dazzling sword light swept across thousands of miles of void in an instant, advancing relentlessly until it reached the face of the Calamity Demon Lord.

In an instant, the expressions of the three members of Luanxing changed drastically, and they immediately retreated.

At this moment, the Demon Lord of Calamity had no time to pay attention to the three of them, Luanxing. When that sword light pierced straight towards him, the Demon Lord of Calamity knew that the person who came was no ordinary person!
A True Monarch of the Integration Realm!

In an instant, the sword light surged, and a magnificent streak of light swept across the chaos like a reversed Milky Way. This sword light shattered the Demon Lord of Calamity's Ghost Head Demon Blade and swept him away in an instant.

Only then did the Taoist figure in the distance finally approach.

Amidst auspicious light and mist, countless rays of light shone brightly, and profound mysteries flowed. A Daoist wheel emanated a mysterious and righteous energy, and the surrounding area radiated a pure and profound aura. A Daoist, wearing a jade crown, a green robe, and holding a precious sword, strode forward.

Wearing a white jade crown made of agate and dressed in a blue-and-white robe,
Wearing a bright jade lion belt around his waist and auspicious cloud-patterned shoes on his feet.

Yunyang wears the Azure Sky Sword, and the White Pagoda hangs on his shoulder, illuminating the profound light.
Pure air soars to the heavens, revealing Taiyi; bright light condenses and illuminates, transforming into celestial stars.

As the newcomer's face was revealed, Daoming, Daolan, and Daoyan were all overjoyed, while Luanxing and the other two looked terrified. Even the Calamity Demon Lord, who was at the Integration Realm, looked solemn.

As the saying goes: "Penetrating the subtle and understanding the profound realm, one's wisdom shines brightly like jade in the sky."

The Taoist priest who appeared there was none other than the Taiyi Dongxuan Qingxiao Yuming True Lord!

No one expected that this renowned Taoist master from Penglai would appear here!
“Lingyuan told me that this time, Penglai intends to lure out the hyenas in the shadows, and it is inevitable that there will be people with ulterior motives who are also plotting in the dark.”

"Therefore, he asked me to step forward and see if there really was anyone who was so foolish as to provoke my Penglai."

"Unexpectedly, Lingyuan's words came true."

Lingyuan?!
Daoming, Daolan, and Daoyan exchanged glances; none of them had expected that it was Jiang Sheng who had asked Yuming Zhenjun to come to their rescue.

Luanxing and the others had no idea that the Penglai junior who had ruined their Holy Sect's plans back then had grown to such an extent.

The Demon Lord of Calamity frowned: "Ling Yuan?"

"Penglai Lingyuan, a mere junior of the Ling generation, dares to ask you to intervene?"

With a half-smile, True Lord Yuming raised the Yunyang Sword in his hand: "Don't even think about my affairs of Penglai, or your troubles."

"What kind of skill is it to bully the younger generation? Today, let's have a fight and see just how good you, the Demon Lord who is known throughout the heavens, really are!"

After he finished speaking, a bright blue star shone in the sky, and then the Yunyang Sword in the hand of True Lord Yuming burst forth with a thousand layers of mysterious light, with boundless brilliance and crimson light all gathering on the sword's edge.

Upon seeing this, Luanxing couldn't help but speak up to remind him, "Demon Lord, Yuming is formidable; let's avoid his sharp edge!"

If Luanxing hadn't spoken, things would have been fine, but the words only made the already erratic Demon Lord of Calamity even angrier: "You want me to avoid his sharp edge?!"

"Calamity is overwhelming, and calamity will destroy even immortals!"

The Demon Lord of Calamity roared, wielding a demonic blade in each hand, drawing upon the power of disaster and calamity, which transformed into two ferocious beasts that lunged forward to devour him.

Looking at the aura of calamity spreading through the chaotic void, True Monarch Yuming simply chuckled and casually slashed out with the Yunyang Sword in his hand.

"Qingyang·Dongxiao!"

In an instant, a dazzling light burst forth from the void, and a sword light pierced through the chaos, illuminating the surrounding millions of miles as if it were daytime.

Watching Yu Ming Zhenjun and Huo Nan Mojun engage in battle, Dao Lan still frowned deeply.

Seeing this, Dao Yan asked, "Dao Lan, is there anything else that's wrong?"

Dao Lan shook his head: "That brat Ling Yuan sent True Monarch Yu Ming to rescue us, so where did he go?"

When Dao Lan raised this question, Dao Yan and Dao Ming were also taken aback: Yes, since Ling Yuan was able to ask True Monarch Yu Ming to come forward, it means that he has already come out of seclusion.

Where did Lingyuan go?
Deep in chaos.

In the vast chaos beyond the Heavenly Origin Realm, a million-mile-long starship, several figures were rapidly crisscrossing each other.

Streaks of light moved constantly within an area of ​​only a few million miles, the hum of clashing swords echoed continuously, and dazzling sparks flew.

With another burst of flashing blades and splattering blood, the two figures retreated rapidly, panting as they looked at the three Taoist priests opposite them. Opposite them, three figures stood serenely.

"Daokong, Dao Ye, Dao Jing!"

"You Penglai really think highly of us rogue cultivators, sending three Dao-generation disciples with just one move!"

Seeing the unwilling expressions on the faces of the two people opposite him, Dao Kong Zhenjun snorted coldly: "You mere petty thieves dare to provoke my Penglai."

"Did I ignore you before to make you think that Penglai was distracted and powerless?"

"It's just that you are too weak to be worth my attention, Penglai."

"Now, it's time for you to repay your karmic debts."

As he spoke, Dao Kong Zhenjun glanced at the two people opposite him again.

They knew these two people; they were both well-known rogue cultivators in the myriad realms, and their cultivation to this point was no easy feat. Unfortunately, they were blinded by greed and even dared to steal things from Penglai.

Those who dare to steal will have to pay the price.

The Eastern Heavenly Daoist family ignored it before simply to see how many people would dare to step forward.

Now that things are almost over, it's time to close the net and capture them all.

"Yue He, Zhou Ping, you two have cultivated diligently, but unfortunately, you are facing a calamity and do not know how to protect yourselves wisely. If you have a next life, do not forget to avoid Penglai!"

After Dao Kong Zhenjun finished speaking, he signaled Dao Ye Zhenjun and Dao Jing Zhenjun, and the three Zhenjuns unleashed their supernatural powers together, attacking the two rogue cultivators.

Seeing the overwhelming magical powers of Penglai from the Eastern Heaven descending upon them, the two were unwilling to give up and couldn't help but shout, "Where are the reinforcements?!"

"Why hasn't Dong San shown himself yet?!"

Dao Kong Zhenjun coldly looked at the two rogue cultivators: "Your reinforcements? They're still hundreds of millions of miles away!"

"He can't come to save you; he's in dire straits himself!"

At this moment, in the pitch-black chaos hundreds of millions of miles away, a short Taoist priest, no more than five feet tall, was staring intently at a desolate star tens of millions of miles away.

The short Taoist was the reinforcement for the two rogue cultivators, a rogue cultivator from the unorthodox sect at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm: Dongsan Taoist.

Those who reach this level are no different from unorthodox cultivators or demonic cultivators; their own resources and efforts alone are certainly insufficient to sustain their cultivation.

Dongsan Daoren operated in the gray area, killing and robbing while also working for various immortal sects, which is how he gradually accumulated cultivation resources to reach where he is today.

Now that the Qiankun Dao Sect has issued a bounty, no rogue cultivator or unorthodox sect in the myriad realms can resist its temptation.

The Eastern Heaven Daoist School was determined to win and looked down on these rogue cultivators and unorthodox sects. However, the Qiankun Daoist Sect and the other nine holy lands continuously bestowed rewards and spared no expense in providing various resources.

Rare elixirs and precious medicines, various cultivation techniques, and even secret methods and rare treasures from sacred lands are now open to them. In this era of great strife, who can truly remain calm and composed?
Dongsan Daoren was acquainted with Yue He and Zhou Ping. He agreed to help them because they were willing to give him 60% of the profits.

But now, Daoist Dongsan is about to break his promise. Although he is in the dark and deep chaos, it does not prevent Daoist Dongsan from seeing every blade of grass and every tree thousands of miles away.

At this moment, in this desolate and chaotic void, on a barren star no more than 100,000 miles in size, a young Taoist priest was kneeling and wiping a black longsword.

The Taoist priest looked to be no more than thirty years old. He wore a bamboo hat and a blue robe, appearing extremely simple. His aura was also restrained and concealed. The Taoist priest was carefully wiping the long sword on his lap, as if he was doing something extremely important.

That young Taoist was also at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm, or even higher.

The reason for this statement is that, in the perception of Dongsan Daoist, the young Daoist's aura was exceptionally different, seemingly having surpassed the Refinement of Emptiness, yet not yet having entered the Integration stage.

This strange situation left even the well-informed Dongsan Daoist somewhat puzzled.

"The bright sun shines, and the light and shadows dart across the surface."

As the cold voice rang out, the young Taoist who was wiping the edge of his sword on the desolate star slowly raised his head. With just one glance, he locked onto the Dongsan Taoist who was tens of millions of miles away: "Fellow Daoist, you are truly audacious, daring to collude with Yue He and Zhou Ping to plot against my Penglai Starship."

"Fellow Daoist, are you perhaps courting death?"

Before he finished speaking, the young Taoist straightened up. In an instant, wind and thunder surged in the chaotic void. The vast green wind and the roaring thunder collided and transformed into two sharp beams that rushed towards him from the left and right!

In an instant, Daoist Dongsan was horrified. In his eyes, the chaotic void suddenly lost its color. In this vast chaos, spiritual energy was gone, time passed, and everything seemed to be about to return to nothingness.

Just as he was feeling lost, a dazzling sword light leaped out of the void. As the azure rainbow sped along, the previously stagnant chaos suddenly came to life, and at that moment, the azure rainbow also leaped in front of him!
At this moment, Dongsan Daoist sensed that unparalleled sharpness and bone-chilling cold. He saw the brilliant green sword surging with soaring sword intent, the wind swirling around the heavens, and the dense intent of the Three Calamities and the breath of the final tribulation descending with a roar.

As the azure rainbow streaked through the air, Daoist Dongsan felt a chill in his chest, realizing that the azure blade had pierced his heart.

Before Dongsan Daoist could react, a deafening thunderclap rang out again, and purple lightning swept in, shattering the void and destroying the chaos. It arrived with a lightning chain stretching for thousands of miles and smashed his head to pieces on the spot.

In a single breath, with two sword strikes, a rogue cultivator at the pinnacle of the Void Refinement Realm reached the end of his life.

Daoist Dongsan stared in astonishment at his shattered and dissipated true spirit, and couldn't help but ask, "Who exactly are you?"

The young Taoist priest turned and left leisurely, leaving only a clear and cold Taoist voice.

"Penglai, Lingyuan." (End of Chapter)