Two Realms: Don't call me evil!

In the quiet night, dotted with stars, the cold moonlight shines on the earth. A huge shadow like a dark cloud passes through the sky, blocking the moonlight above and revealing the cold scaly dragon body.

It was a giant flying dragon boat that was a kilometer long. The interior was made by hollowing out the body of a real dragon, retaining the dragon's skeleton and scales as the frame. Inside, there were jade pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, and it was extremely luxurious.

Every dragon scale on the surface of the dragon boat was engraved with runes, emitting green light. The dragon's might was like mercury pouring down on the ground. The ripples caused by the rune array at the bottom of the boat dyed the clouds within a hundred miles into red-gold. Wherever it passed, countless animals trembled with fear, and huddled in caves, shivering in fear.

At the top of the dragon boat, there is a flag that reaches the sky. It flutters in the strong wind, revealing two large characters written in iron and silver: Jiuxiao!

This is the vehicle of a big shot from the Jiuxiao Holy Land. It can also be used for war purposes. It is similar to the Flying Magic Boat in Guanchao Pavilion, but it is countless times more powerful than the Flying Magic Boat.

Just to build such a flying dragon boat, one needs to hunt down an adult real dragon.

The strength of an adult true dragon starts from the Purple Mansion Realm, and there are only a handful of forces that can accomplish such a thing.

Only an existence like the Jiuxiao Holy Land, which stands at the pinnacle of the Tianyuan world, can be so wealthy and powerful as to build such war weapons.

At this time, in a large hall on Dragon Boat, a group of dancers wearing light gauze clothes, with their snow-white skin faintly visible, were twisting their waists as flexible as water snakes to the sound of music.

In front of the dancer are two men sitting opposite each other.

One of them was Li Daozhong, the head of the most powerful family in the Dali Dynasty. However, he no longer had a high profile at this time. Instead, he was humble and served tea and water, and was extremely attentive.

Sitting opposite him was a young man.

Her long frosty hair fell to her waist. She leaned on the back of a bronze chair carved with cloud patterns. Her eyes were dark and deep, and her thick black eyebrows covered her sleepy eyes.

"Sir Saint, we will be able to reach Mengxi Mountain tonight. It is the mountain gate where the Yin Yang Palace is stationed. The sect is very powerful. According to the information I have learned, in addition to its leader Xu Jinling who is a Purple Mansion, there may also be Purple Mansion ancestors who survived with the secret technique of living graves, as well as many Daotai realm elders."

Li Dao Zhong spoke respectfully, but there was no other way, the person in front of him was Meng Lei Ze, the Holy Son from Jiuxiao Holy Land.

The Jiuxiao Holy Land is such a huge behemoth that anyone who can become its contemporary Holy Son is a truly great figure. Not to mention him, the entire Li family is nothing more than a country rich man in front of it.

"They are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. Just run them over."

Meng Lei Ze yawned, looking lazy and sleepy, and didn't care about the so-called Yin-Yang Palace at all.

Li Daozhong responded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, Yin Yang Palace is ungrateful. From the moment he refused the call, he was doomed to be destroyed."

He was secretly delighted. As long as he could eliminate the troublemaker Yin Yang Palace and make an example of them, other sects would cooperate with him wholeheartedly and work to destroy the dragon vein of the Dali Dynasty.

"Don't bother me with such trivial matters in the future. How are you doing with the serious things I asked you to do?"

Meng Lei Ze picked up the teacup and took a sip of the spiritual tea to boost his spirits a little.

"Sir Saint, we have already arranged our manpower. The location of the Dali Dragon Vein is just east of Dali City, but it is hidden by a formation. The Dali royal family has arranged heavy troops to guard it, and the forces of the Sky Patrol are also involved."

Li Daozhong did not dare to hide anything and told the results of his investigation in detail: "Is there a Taoist treasure called the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl stored in the dragon vein? Please forgive us, Master Saint, we really have no way of knowing."

"You're useless. You can't even do this properly."

Meng Lei Ze lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Li Dao Zhong. The majestic aura like a prison crushed him, and immediately frightened him. Every cell in his body was trembling, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Please calm down, Lord Saint. Please give us some time. We will definitely..."

"Within a week, I want to see the dragon vein of the Dali Dynasty cut off!"

Meng Lei Ze didn't listen to Li Daozhong's explanation at all. He interrupted him forcefully and domineeringly and set a deadline directly.

The Dali Dragon Vein is crucial, and the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls are even more crucial.

This Taoist treasure left by Emperor Tianwu was like a thorn. He had to make sure that the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl had truly lost its ability to attack autonomously. If he didn't remove it, people like him wouldn't dare to get close to Dali City, let alone make any move in Canggu Continent.

Just because other powerful people from other foreign continents have no problem coming into the Cang Gu Continent doesn’t mean it’s okay for him.

After all, he was born in the Jiuxiao Holy Land, and Emperor Tianwu was also born in the Jiuxiao Holy Land, but they later became enemies.

Considering the bloody battle and huge conflicts that broke out between the two sides a thousand years ago, when it comes to Emperor Tianwu’s must-kill list, Jiuxiao Holy Land is definitely at the top of the list.

If he acted rashly or was sensed by the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls, he would be blasted into pieces, even if he had treasures given by the Holy Land.

The peerless Taoist treasure, the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl, was created by Emperor Tianwu by collecting the essence of tens of thousands of dragon veins in the Canggu Continent. He spent his entire life on it and it is the pinnacle of Taoist treasures.

Although Taoist treasures are no longer divided into specific grades like magical instruments and magic treasures, they are also divided into strong and weak ones. For example, Emperor Dongxu and Emperor Tianwu had a record of 1v3, and the record can be checked.

There is no specific level division in the Dongxu Realm either. It depends more on the accumulation of refining the blessed land. The stronger the blessed land you refine, the stronger your combat effectiveness will be.

Emperor Tianwu created the "Tianluo Zhenlong Shendian" and used dragon veins as the foundation. He wanted to refine the thousands of dragon veins in the entire Canggu Continent and use the entire continent as his own paradise. This crazy idea ultimately failed due to lack of heavenly luck. Fortunately, he was not able to accomplish it, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

By then, let alone Dongxu, even the incompetent Master Dudao would be terrified when facing him.

This is also the reason why Emperor Tianwu has such powerful combat power. Strictly speaking, the dragon vein is not a paradise, but it has opened up a new road.

Seeing Meng Lei Ze lost in thought, Li Daozhong's lips trembled a few times, and finally he could only respond with a sad face: "Yes, Master Shengzi, don't worry, we will definitely cut off the Dali Dragon Vein and find the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls."

He had a premonition that if he failed to do this well, he might be expelled from the Li family.

"There is another thing I'll assign you to do. Search this item secretly. If you find any clues, report to me immediately."

Meng Lei Ze glanced at him sideways and took out a piece of white paper with a picture of an ancient bronze mirror on it.

Li Daozhong looked down and saw the ancient mirror on the paper engraved with Taiyi Xuanwen. The mirror surface seemed to have countless time and space textures flowing. Just one glance at it made him feel dizzy and vaguely felt the absurdity of the disorder of time and space.

It was clearly just a mirror drawn on paper, but it had a strong sense of reality and could even affect his thinking. It was simply unheard of. He wondered what kind of treasure this was.

"Sir, what is this?"

Li Daozhong asked cautiously, not daring to look at the paper any longer.

"Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask. Do this well and you will get the benefits."

Meng Lei Ze had no intention of answering at all, and just asked Li Dao Zhong, a local tyrant, to look for it.

"Yes."

Li Daozhong nodded in agreement, and his eyebrows moved, with a look of joy in his eyes.

"Sir Saint, we have arrived at Yin Yang Palace."

"Go."

Meng Lei Ze waved his hand casually, and Li Dao Zhong quickly retreated to make preparations for the war.

"I don't know where the Kunlun Mirror is. If it weren't for the thief Wei Yu, my Nine Heavens treasure wouldn't have been lost."

Meng Lei Ze had a gloomy expression. There were five immortal treasures in the Tianyuan World, namely the Chaos Banner, the Heaven-Slaying Cauldron, the Kunlun Mirror, the Immortal-Slaying Sword, and the Samsara Spear.

Legend has it that these five treasures were truly left behind by immortals, and each one has great power that can reach heaven and earth.

This is also the origin of the word "Xianbao". Legend has it that in the ancient times, there were immortals in the Tianyuan world. Those who crossed the Dao and went against the Dao became immortals. However, the immortals disappeared for who knows how many years, so long ago that even the holy land has lost the records. The pinnacle that the Tianyuan world can reach is the Dao Crossing Realm.

The original intention of establishing the Thousand Immortals Society was to become immortals, and they worked tirelessly and strived to move forward for this purpose, because the existence of immortal treasures is evidence of the existence of immortals.

Even a Taoist monk cannot obtain such a treasure, let alone refine it.

What the Dao-Du monks can refine and use are only Dao treasures, which are great weapons, but they differ in strength.

The five immortal treasures are controlled by five holy places respectively. However, the immortal treasure Kunlun Mirror of Jiuxiao Holy Land was stolen by the thief Wei Yu, also known as Emperor Tianwu, a thousand years ago and its whereabouts are still unknown.

Their Jiuxiao Holy Land can't wait to return to the Canggu Continent. In addition to regaining control of the nursery, they also want to retrieve the fairy treasures lost in their own holy land.

Dali Dynasty, Jiazhou, Mengxi Mountain!
This is the mountain gate of the Yin Yang Palace, which is also the largest paradise in Jiazhou. The number of disciples in the entire sect, including servants, exceeds 100,000.

With the reputation of being one of the three sects, the Yin Yang Palace has been passed down in Mengxi Mountain for tens of thousands of years. It is the real dominant force in the area and has great influence.

But today, a war against Yin Yang Palace to destroy mountains and temples began.

As the flying dragon boat of the Jiuxiao Holy Land crushed the sea of ​​clouds and flew over the Yin-Yang Palace, nine bronze chains wrapped in chaotic energy dropped from the stern of the boat, forcibly pulling the Baili Mountain Range where Mengxi Mountain was located out of the earth veins.

As the earth shook and the mountains shook, the huge dragon head spewed out lightning and fire, and let out a deafening dragon roar. The dragon claws tore through the sky, and the red-gold flames burned the clouds within a hundred miles into molten gold. It forcefully attacked the Yin-Yang Palace's mountain protection formation, stirring up an endless tsunami of spiritual power.

"The Yin Yang Palace disobeyed the Holy Order. Today, I will follow the Holy Son and slaughter everyone in the Yin Yang Palace. Kill!"

Li Daozhong had a ferocious expression. He was followed by two Purple Mansion powerhouses and dozens of Daotai realm masters. There were also a large number of Secret Treasure realm cultivators, all of whom were from the five major families.

As soon as the words fell, the twelve bronze thunder drums on the flying dragon boat vibrated together, and the dragon boat stepped on the thunder and crashed into the green light shield of the mountain protection formation flowing below.

Under continuous impact, lines of divine seal characters appeared on the surface of the mountain protection formation, but it still could not withstand it. Along with the sound of gold and jade cracking, the light shield was covered with spider-web-like cracks.

The eighty-one altars that made up the mountain protection formation cracked at the same time. The mountain protection formation flickered a few times, lasted for just a few tens of seconds, and finally was completely destroyed.

"Li Daozhong, you are looking for death."

Xu Jinling, the leader of Yin Yang Palace, had been awakened long ago. Looking at the huge flying dragon boat that was charging overhead, and also seeing Li Daozhong and his group of powerful men from aristocratic families standing on it, he could not help but feel a mixture of shock and anger.

He didn't expect that he had just rejected Li Daozon, and the other party immediately led people to attack the mountain gate.

Moreover, looking at the huge flying dragon boat, he had a fierce look in his eyes, knowing that the other party had the support of the Jiuxiao Holy Land behind him, otherwise how could he dare to do so?
"Xu Jinling, I should be the one saying this to you. Today is the day you die."

Li Daozhong sneered and waved his hand. Countless young men from aristocratic families rushed out from behind him and rushed towards the Yin-Yang Palace. Li Daozhong himself went straight to Xu Jinling.

The war began. With Mengxi Mountain as the center, the shouts of killing shook the earth and the war instantly became white-hot.

In addition to Xu Jinling, the Yin-Yang Palace also has a lifeless Purple Mansion ancestor who was awakened from his slumber. He had reached the late Purple Mansion stage during his lifetime, but was hopeless for the Cave Void Realm, so he buried himself with the secret technique of the Living Tomb, hoping to gain the luck of heaven in the future and be promoted to the Cave Void Realm.

But while he was still sleeping, his house was ransacked and he had to come out into the world.

The ancestor of the Yin-Yang Palace has amazing fighting power. Although he has been buried in the ground for who knows how many years, his fighting power is extremely terrifying.

The Secret Art of the Living Tomb can only be practiced by a cultivator in the late Purple Mansion stage. Even if this kind of cultivator is not as powerful as he was in his lifetime and lacks the Heavenly Palace and the incomplete Yang God, he still has terrifying strength. He can fight against two Purple Mansion cultivators from aristocratic families alone, and his combat power is extremely strong.

The war scene came to a standstill for a moment, and no one could quickly defeat the opponent.

On the dragon boat, Meng Lei Ze put his hands behind his back and looked down at the battle below.

"A bunch of trash."

Meng Lei Ze's eyes were indifferent. Because he was worried about the possible response of the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearl, he chose not to take direct action. Instead, he activated the pre-arranged formation to conceal the secrets on the dragon boat, trying to block all his energy as much as possible.

At the same time, the dragon boat burst out with a powerful suction force, and Xu Jinling's body flew towards the dragon boat uncontrollably.

This made his face change drastically, and he was sucked onto the deck of the dragon boat in an instant. Standing in front of him was a man with a majestic look.

"How dare a mere untouchable like you disobey the holy land?"

Meng Lei Ze didn't even bother to look up and slapped out with his palm.

The palm strike did not emit brilliant divine light, but rather silent darkness compressed to the extreme, forming a black handprint that swallowed up the light.

Just the aftermath of the momentum caused several main peaks of Mengxi Mountain to collapse at the same time, and a heart-pounding and desperate atmosphere spread.

There is a formation on the dragon boat to block the energy, so he can attack without hesitation so as not to be detected by the Ten Thousand Dragon Pearls.

Xu Jinling felt dazed for a moment, and then he saw a black handprint pressing down in front of him. His face was terrified. This force was countless times stronger than his own, and he could not resist it at all.

"Ancestor, save me."

Xu Jinling yelled, but it was too late.

As the palm print fell, his entire body and yang spirit were all blown up. Even a cultivator in the middle stage of Purple Mansion could not withstand Meng Lei Ze's palm.

Even though Meng Lei Ze was also only in the late Purple Mansion stage, he was born in the Jiuxiao Holy Land. Whether it was his skills, talents or various resources, they were unimaginable for the cultivators in the Cang Gu Continent.

Being able to become the Son of God means that he is the most outstanding disciple of this generation of Jiuxiao Holy Land. The Purple Mansion cultivators of the seven continents of Tianyuan World are completely different from him.

When the Purple Mansion Patriarch of Yin Yang Palace saw Xu Jinling's tragic death, his eyes widened and a magical jade pendant on his chest shattered. The blood that spurted out of his mouth condensed into a three-meter-long blood sword, and the sky was split into gold and silver, stabbing towards Meng Leize.

"A half-buried crippled old corpse, you want to die, I'll help you."

Meng Lei Ze's eyes were cold, and a Purple Mansion Palace was faintly visible between his eyebrows, making him look as majestic as an emperor. He led him to the dragon boat and casually reached out his hand to grab it. The blood sword that the ancestor of the Yin-Yang Palace had stabbed with the force of shattering mountains was crushed.

"No!"

The ancestor of Yin Yang Palace was horrified that his full-strength attack had actually collapsed. Before he could react, an invisible force swept over.

The whole person was crushed to pieces, and red blood rain fell from the sky.

"The battle will end in an hour. I don't have time to play house games with you guys here."

After glancing coldly at Li Daozhong, Meng Lei Ze turned and left.

Li Daozhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but his eyes were extremely excited. Without high-end combat power, the outcome of the war had been decided.

"Kill, kill all the members of Yin Yang Palace. The Holy Son is watching us. Let Yin Yang Palace be removed from Tianyuan."

Li Daozhong raised his sword and roared. He was surrounded by countless excited children from aristocratic families. They pounced on the Yin-Yang Palace disciples whose morale had collapsed like wolves and tigers.

A massacre began. The outcome of sect wars has always been decided between the top fighters. Once the top fighters are defeated, the entire sect will be at the mercy of others.

The shouting and screaming went from intense to low, and finally to complete silence.

Just one hour later, the flying dragon boat disappeared at the end of the sky.

The night in Mengxi Mountain was stained with blood, and the air was filled with blood. The entire Mengxi Mountain was already a river of blood, and countless corpses of Yinyang Palace disciples were scattered all over the place. This sect, which had been passed down for ten thousand years, was destroyed and its inheritance was cut off. (End of this chapter)