Daojun, start from Penglai foundation building

Beyond the Linhai Dao Palace lies the vast Zhu Yan Sea.

As a fierce wind suddenly arose, thunder roared and surged across the sky, reflecting the endless dragons and snakes swimming about.

The majestic and imposing Shangqing Xuanlei God appeared between heaven and earth, with three heads, six arms, and nine golden eyes. Thunderbolts roared around it, creating a vast and desolate thunder prison.

Accompanied by a deafening dragon roar, a million-mile-long thunder dragon surged and raged, encircling the Xuanlei Venerable, while in the Xuanlei Venerable's arms, a figure less than seven feet tall was embraced.

Inside the Linhai Dao Palace, Han Yuan gazed at the female immortal surrounded by a million-mile-long thunder dragon and the Dharma image of the Thunder Lord.

Wearing a bluish-purple crown and a cloud-patterned jade robe,
He wore a black gold thunder dragon belt around his waist and crystal-clear boots on his feet.
His eyes were like a starry sky and a sea of ​​thunder, and his forehead reflected a purple light like lightning.
Wearing a red gold and bright jade pendant, her black hair is tied with a hairpin with the hexagram of thunder.

Truly: The divine form of the Dharma Emperor roars like a thunder dragon, the immortal Taiyi Jiangying is amidst the thunder.

Penglai Dao Sect, Taiyi Dongxuan Jiangying Lingyu True Lord, Peak Master of Tianxuan Peak, Senior Sister of the Ling generation.

Han Yuan knew that, in terms of cultivation, his supernatural powers were even superior to those of Lingwei, the senior disciple of Penglai. This was the formidable power of thunder magic.

At this moment, being blocked at the door by this Penglai Thunder Goddess, Han Yuan's expression was not particularly unpleasant; on the contrary, he even seemed somewhat relieved.

Wen Yuan was somewhat anxious at this moment: "Ling Yu, Kong Zhen, Xu Yuanzi, Sihai Zhenjun, Shao Bai Mingjun."

"Senior Brother Han Yuan, how can we get out of here?"

Han Yuan asked in surprise, "Why do you want to go out?"

Wen Yuan was taken aback.

Han Yuan looked at Lian Ri and Cai Yue of Dao Yi Palace, Shao Yang and Shao Yin of Yin Yang Orthodox Sect, as well as Xue Hai Dao Ren, Wu Shui Xie Jun and other allies, and spoke calmly: "Previously, Ling Yuan broke through the Mo Wan Dao Palace and destroyed five Dao Palaces in succession, injuring six True Monarchs."

"This time, after breaking through the Yan Hai Dao Palace, he successively destroyed four Dao Palaces and injured four True Monarchs."

"Look at Tianhe Mingxian again. From Mowan Dao Palace to Baibo Dao Palace, he only injured a mere four True Monarchs."

"Gentlemen, can you see anything?"

Shao Yin Zhenjun pondered, "Those injured Zhenjuns, did they all actively engage in battle?"

Han Yuan smiled and said, "That's right. My Qiankun Dao Sect has fifty-three Dao Palaces in the Northern Region of Yanzhou. Each Dao Palace has a complete mountain-protecting formation, defensive formations, and many other defensive measures within its jurisdiction."

"It can be said that as long as they do not leave the Dao Palace, it will not be so easy for Lingyuan or Mingxian to forcibly break through the barrier and injure people. At least they can delay for a while."

With that, Han Yuan said coldly, "The Mountain and River Sect has only sent a few people in, what's the rush?!"

"Our Qiankun Dao Sect boasts hundreds of thousands of Dao Palaces in Yanzhou, with countless Immortals of the Upper Three Realms. Yet, the Mountain and River Dao Sect, which has broken in, number less than fifty and is already trembling with fear. What's the point of fighting them? We might as well just admit defeat!"

Hearing Han Yuan's words, Wen Yuan was speechless, choked up and unsure of what to say.

Han Yuan continued, "If Uncle Yanfeng hadn't acted rashly when Lingyuan first attacked, Lingyuan would have at most swept through various Dao Palaces, only to be met by the full-strength True Monarchs of all walks of life."

“If Xiang Yuan hadn’t rushed to provide support, he wouldn’t have been blocked by Xuan Yi. Our Linhai Dao Palace would have had sufficient combat power to deal with any crisis.”

"Does the Heavenly River's Bright Immortal really cause chaos in Yan Province?"

"Everyone, do not forget that my Qiankun Dao Sect has at least five Five Tribulation True Monarchs stationed in Yanzhou, and even more so, the Purple Response Longevity Immortal Monarch personally overseeing the region!"

"What can a mere few dozen Void Refinement cultivators do, even if they are all at the Profound Dao Fruit stage?"

Han Yuan's words struck Wen Yuan like a thunderbolt, instantly bringing him to his senses: Yes, with so many powerful senior uncles and elders in Yanzhou, what can a mere few dozen cultivators at the Void Refinement stage do? Even if they are all true disciples of their respective families, what difference does it make?
Seeing that Wen Yuan had calmed down, Han Yuan looked at the fellow Daoists from Dao Yi Palace and Yin Yang Orthodox Sect and said, "Fellow Daoists, please take your seats for now. You do not need to interfere in this battle. Just watch as my Qiankun Dao Sect defeats the enemy."

"As for Lingyu, she wants to fight, but I will not allow it and will let her stay outside."

With that, Han Yuan turned and walked towards his bedchamber.

Lian Ri, Cai Yue, Shao Yang, and Shao Yin exchanged glances. Shao Yang Zhenjun smiled and said, "Gentlemen, why don't you come and sit with me for a while?"

Lian Ri and Cai Yue did not refuse and left with Shao Yang and Shao Yin.

In just a few breaths, only Wen Yuan remained in the main hall. Wen Yuan glanced at Ling Yu and the others outside the Lin Hai Dao Palace, snorted, and turned to leave.

Outside the Linhai Dao Palace, Kong Zhen looked at the motionless palace and said, "Lingyu, they've learned their lesson and are no longer willing to come out easily."

Lingyu remained remarkably calm: "This isn't necessarily a bad thing for us."

"Our mission is to stop Han Yuan and the others from Linhai Dao Palace. Whether they fight us or stay in the palace, as long as they don't leave this place, our mission will be accomplished."

"Today's battle mainly depends on Mingxian and the others."

Just as Lingyu said, the key to today's battle lies with the Tianhe Dao Sect.

When Jiang Sheng fought his way from Yan Hai Dao Palace to Shu Hai Dao Palace, when Xuan Yi stopped Xiang Yuan and the others in Lan Yuan, and when Ling Yu blocked Han Yuan in Lin Hai Dao Palace, attention from all directions involuntarily converged on the inland of Yan Zhou, in the Maple Valley.

Ever since Mingxian disappeared from Baibo Dao Palace with a group of Ming-generation disciples from Tianhe Dao Palace, True Lord Fufeng has been searching for their whereabouts.

Having learned from his previous failure, True Lord Fufeng decided to seek the help of a master this time, just as a lion uses its full strength to hunt a rabbit.

The North Heavenly Pass of Yanzhou is nestled among towering mountains and steep ridges. Its city walls stretch across hundreds of mountain ranges, crisscrossing like a long dragon coiled atop the peaks. And between these layers of city walls, numerous inverted peaks float.

The mountains were uprooted from the earth by the divine power of the three realms, yet the earth's veins remained intact. These upside-down mountains hung in the sky, covered with palaces and pavilions.

Looking from afar, it resembles a continuous celestial palace in the clouds, its auspicious mists and rosy rays shining for thousands of miles, radiating in all directions.

Fu Feng Zhenjun hurried through the peaks and palaces, arriving at a hanging peak behind the North Heavenly Pass.

Unlike other large, upside-down peaks, this one stands upright above the clouds, and it is extremely small, appearing to be just a small hill about a hundred feet high.

But within this seemingly towering mountain lies the greatest secret of the entire Beitian Pass.

Fu Feng Zhenjun landed atop the mountain and found a cave entrance about the height of a person in a narrow mountain path. After walking about fifty steps into the cave, he could see the light shining from afar. After walking another hundred and fifty steps, the view suddenly opened up. Everywhere he looked, there were green mountains and clear waters, flocks of cranes, the howling of white apes, dragons hiding in the mountain pools, and golden scales splashing in the streams. As far as the eye could see, there was only the beauty of mountains and clear waters, a scene of natural beauty.

Amidst the verdant mountains and clear waters, a middle-aged man dressed in hemp clothing was tending a field of rice, where the stalks of rice drooped low, revealing their plump ears of grain.

As True Lord Fufeng entered, the middle-aged man in hemp clothing sighed with slight dissatisfaction: "Fufeng, can't you let me farm in peace for a while?"

While True Lord Fufeng was known for his uncompromising and forceful style in public, he was extremely respectful in front of this middle-aged man in hemp clothing.

Fu Feng Zhenjun bowed and said, "Uncle Jinghua, it's not that I don't want you to farm in peace, but the Shanhe Dao Sect's movements this time are too great, and I have no choice but to trouble you to take action."

This middle-aged man in hemp clothing was none other than the master of Beitian Pass, and one of the most powerful and accomplished True Lords of the Qiankun Dao Sect in Yanzhou: Taiyi Dongxuan Shangyu Jinghua True Lord.

This place is the grotto-heaven created by True Lord Jinghua, the Jinghua Grotto-heaven of Shangyu.

Compared to this Fifth Tribulation True Monarch, Fufeng True Monarch was truly a junior.

Upon hearing Fu Feng Zhenjun's words, Jinghua Zhenjun frowned and immediately began to calculate and deduce. After a series of calculations, Jinghua Zhenjun sneered: "Heh, those little brats from the Mountain and River Daoist School, one group is in Lanyuan and the other is in Linhai, but none of that matters. Maple Valley is the most dangerous place, so go and deal with it."

Lanyuan, Linhai, Fenggu!
As soon as True Monarch Jinghua revealed the three locations, True Monarch Fufeng immediately knew who those people were. Although he was curious as to why True Monarch Jinghua hadn't deduced Jiang Sheng's location, True Monarch Fufeng didn't have time to think about it. After leaving in a hurry, he led his men straight to Maple Valley Palace.

After True Monarch Fufeng left, True Monarch Jinghua's calm expression changed, and he frowned and began to deduce: "Something's not right. I feel like I've overlooked something. Is there a problem somewhere, or is someone deliberately covering it up?"

"Since this calamity swept through the chaotic heavens, the calamity aura in the Nine Provinces Realm has become increasingly intense day by day, and now even simple divination of heavenly secrets is becoming blurred."

"If this continues, my Qiankun Dao Sect will probably become blind and deaf in our own territory within the Nine Provinces Realm."

With that, True Monarch Jinghua lost interest in continuing to care for the spirit field and transformed into a beam of light as he left the cave.

Maple Valley.

In this vast maple forest, Mingxian was watching his junior brothers and sisters set up various rituals.

This is not as simple as just bringing over one or two senior uncles or elder brothers.

If one or two people at the Upper Three Realms enter the Nine Provinces Realm, they don't need any formations or rituals at all; they can just enter on their own.

The world barrier is a very mysterious thing. For beings in the lower and middle realms, the world barrier is practically useless, allowing them to enter and exit at will; but when facing beings in the upper three realms, the world barrier is like a thin film, which they must force their way in.

As the number of beings in the Upper Three Realms increases, the world barrier becomes increasingly tough and difficult to break through. For a Xuanmen Great Thousand World like the Nine Provinces Realm, if there is no one inside to guide them, even if all the Five Tribulation True Monarchs of the Heavenly River Dao Sect come, it will be difficult to forcibly break through its world barrier.

This time, the True Lords of the Tianhe Dao Sect, including those of the Long, Cang, and even Zhao generations, have entered the realm. Therefore, a sufficiently large-scale ritual is necessary to guide them, and other people may even be needed to coordinate and assist them. Otherwise, the chaotic void currents will be enough to give the Tianhe Dao Sect a headache.

Looking at the large-scale formation set up by Mingdong and Mingzhen, Mingxian nodded in satisfaction: Although this ritual could not be used to guide the Pure Yang Ancestors into the venue, it was sufficient to guide the senior uncles at the fifth tribulation level.

However, just as Mingxian was about to say something, he frowned, sensing something, and immediately took to the air: "You continue setting up the rituals, leave the rest to me."

Myeongdong and Myeongjin dared not slack off and immediately sped up, taking out all sorts of precious natural materials to refine into materials for the array ritual.

Meanwhile, at the top of Maple Valley Palace, True Lord Fufeng had also arrived.

Looking down at the large array and ritual system inside the Maple Valley Palace, True Lord Fufeng's eyelids twitched immediately: How could he not see it?

That's a ritual formation used only to guide those at the upper three realms. Judging by the scale of this ritual formation, how many people does the Heavenly River Dao Sect intend to bring in?!

A vague sense of unease enveloped True Monarch Fufeng.

Before he could think any further, a clear voice rang out from ahead: "Fellow Daoists, you have come from afar. I am so sorry for not welcoming you properly. Please forgive my rudeness."

Fu Feng Zhenjun looked up and saw the handsome Taoist figure in a jade crown and brocade robe. He said coldly, "Don't waste words with him. He's stalling for time. Dismantle that ritual formation!"

In an instant, several disciples of the Yuan generation behind True Lord Fufeng swept away from the left and right, heading straight for Mingdong, Mingzhen and the others.

In less than a breath, the Ming generation disciples of the Tianhe Dao Sect were already engaged in fierce combat with several Yuan generation disciples of the Qiankun Dao Sect.

Both Fu Feng Zhenjun and Ming Xian ignored these statements.

Fu Feng Zhenjun looked at Ming Xian, the chief of the Ming generation of the Tianhe Dao Sect. He had heard of him. In the Tianyuan Realm, Ming Xian had made quite a name for himself and had not disgraced the Tianhe Dao Sect.

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True Monarch Fufeng raised his hand, and streams of wind gathered in his palm, then condensed into a three-foot-long cold blade: "Mingxian, where do you get the audacity to stand before me, a mere Void Refinement cultivator?"

Before he finished speaking, True Lord Fufeng, relying on his combined cultivation, instantly tore through the void and pressed down, his three-foot-long cold sword slashing down, its dazzling cold light shattering the sky for millions of miles!
With a single move, True Lord Fufeng unleashed a deadly attack.

From the moment he saw Mingxian and witnessed their actions, True Lord Fufeng lost all interest in arguing with him. As a veteran True Lord of the Feng generation in the Qiankun Dao sect, True Lord Fufeng knew all too well the consequences of talking too much.

Over the years, True Lord Fufeng has seen many people who boast of their extraordinary destiny and great supernatural powers die because of their arrogance and reckless words. Therefore, True Lord Fufeng will not give Mingxian any chance to delay, nor will he give Mingxian the opportunity to strike first just because of his high cultivation level.

As the blinding cold light burst forth for thousands of miles, stirring the nine heavens, Ming Xian, startled, quickly retreated: "True Lord Fufeng, you are a member of the Feng generation of the Qiankun Dao Sect, and you are also a cultivator at the Integration Stage. How dare you attack a junior like me upon our first meeting? Where is your dignity?"

True Monarch Fufeng sneered: "You geniuses, don't you love fighting beyond your level? I'll give you this opportunity to make a name for yourself by stepping on me!"

As he spoke, True Lord Fufeng's hands moved without slowing down. With his right hand, he swung his sword down, shattering the clouds around him, while with his left hand, he formed a hand seal and unleashed a magic seal that shattered the void.

In an instant, the vast Dharma seal shattered the void and broke through the void, then gathered boundless primordial energy and spiritual power to solidify, transforming into a vast seal spanning thousands of miles that crashed down on Ming Xian.

At the same time, the sword energy unleashed by True Lord Fufeng transformed into streaks of sword light, sealing off Mingxian's space to move left and right.

In an instant, the sword's brilliance tore through the heavens and earth, drawing forth the cold light of the Great Dao. Then, the vast seal, carrying boundless sealing and suppressing power, descended upon him. True Lord Fufeng's attacks were decisive and ruthless, one move after another, almost making Mingxian breathless!
boom!
Sword light tore through space, and the great seal pressed down. Accompanied by a deafening roar, boundless spiritual energy was swept up by the aftershocks, creating a towering wave that swept in all directions.

But True Lord Fufeng did not stop. He raised his sword with his right hand and ran his fingers along the blade inch by inch. As rays of light burst forth, a dazzling and soul-captivating light leaped from the three-foot-long sword.

"Mingxian, don't say I won't give you a chance. If you take this move, you'll at least have a chance to catch your breath."

"Meteor Shower - Sword Subdued Across the Vast Sky!" (End of Chapter)