Shushan Earthly Immortal

Chapter 470 Yin Yang and Five Elements, Doing Whatever You Want (Part 2)
Beneath the tranquil sea of ​​clouds in the third heaven lies the raging, roaring gale of the second heaven. One is extremely still, the other extremely dynamic, both being ethereal and fleeting celestial phenomena; logically, they should have swept away the clouds and merged into one. But in reality, bound by the laws of nature, they coexist peacefully, clearly distinct, a marvel of the world.

However, at this moment, under the guidance of the Green-Robed Ancestor's Dragon Curse Divine Power, a gust of wind at the top of the second heaven changed its horizontal blowing trend and went straight up higher, soaring through the third heaven, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds, and transforming into a vast ocean of wind and waves, rushing head-on into the sea of ​​fire surging out from the afterglow of the setting sun.

The opposing forces of wind and fire collided, creating a stalemate, like water poured onto flat ground, immediately forming a horizontal hurricane that spread out in all directions. The sea of ​​clouds was stirred by the hurricane, with surging waves forming around the breach created by the gale. It was as if someone was throwing stones into a lake, or rather, continuously throwing them, causing ripples to spread outwards in concentric circles.

At the same time, the roar of wind and fire clashing was like thunder, forming a sound wave that spread outwards along with the cloud waves, reaching as far as a thousand miles away.

A large number of onlookers were gathered from a distance of a thousand miles away. At this moment, a strong wind rushed towards them and thunder roared in their ears. Those at the fourth level were still able to maintain their figures and remain unmoved, but those at the third level and below were all pushed back by the huge and powerful aftershocks of the battle, which swept them back by hundreds of feet to hundreds of miles.

At this moment, in the center of the battlefield, the spiritual energy was in complete chaos, with wind and fire raging, making it impossible to see what was happening inside. The surrounding cultivators of the four realms all activated their divine eyes and focused their attention to observe. And they saw:
Because the Great Master struck first, summoning sunfire with a water spell, he caught the Green Robe off guard. Even though the Green Robe managed to summon wind and waves to block them, the clash of wind and fire was still closer to his side. The two ferocious Asura demon masks were the first to be hit, struck at close range by the spiritual explosion wave formed by the collision of wind and fire. They were sent flying backward on the spot, then reverted to their original forms, becoming two blood crystal door knockers, which were then absorbed by the giant gate.

The green-robed figure following closely behind was also affected, its rapid forward flight forced to a halt, and it was even pushed back several miles by the spirit explosion. However, the green-robed figure's physical body was truly remarkable; even after being hit by the spirit explosion, it only retreated and showed no signs of injury.

Those at a lower level wouldn't be able to discern anything. The battlefield was chaotic, and even if they activated their divine eyes to the fullest extent, all they could see was a chaotic blur.

However, as the saying goes, experts see the details, while laymen only see the spectacle. These people couldn't see what was going on inside, but they certainly didn't miss the excitement on the outside:
The thick sea of ​​clouds was whipped by the hurricane, forming cloud waves of all shapes and sizes, some reaching hundreds of feet high. As the wind gradually subsided, the cloud waves did not immediately recover, retaining the appearance ravaged by the hurricane. They looked as if an endless snow-covered plain had "grown" into towering, undulating mountains in the blink of an eye, even whiter and more sacred than the snow-covered mountains of the Western Kang and Tubo regions.

Furthermore, the clash between the wind and the sea of ​​fire caused the yang fire to be scattered by the gale, resulting in a sky full of sparks, like stars or lanterns. At the same time, the gale, burned by the sea of ​​fire, lost its strength and became only a barely perceptible current, pushing the sparks to drift.

Thus, above the snow-capped mountains in their myriad forms, fireworks lit up the sky, resembling golden lotuses fluttering in the air, creating an atmosphere reminiscent of a celestial paradise.

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In Bailing City, in the elegant pavilion in the west of the city.

Shiyi Niang set up a giant easel by the window and began to paint with great speed and skill. The snow-capped mountains and golden lotus scenery outside the window quickly took shape under her brush.

"Hey, Eleven, I've been keeping the photo pearl open for you the whole time, why are you still painting?"

Beside her, a wealthy young lady asked, puzzled.

"That's different."

Shiyi Niang answered without looking up.

It's clear from her paintings that they are indeed different. Shiyi Niang's technique combines realism and illusion; she depicts the snow-capped mountains as tall and majestic, removing the softness of the clouds. She also paints the fireworks as golden lotuses, adding a touch of sacredness. Especially in the very center of the painting, where, with her level of understanding, she couldn't possibly see what the core of the battle was like, she still managed to paint Cheng Xinzhan based on her intuition.

In the painting, Cheng Xinzhan is depicted against a backdrop of a red sun, dressed in a flowing, light blue Taoist robe. His hands form a hand seal, and he points a halberd down at the robe from a high vantage point. Cheng Xinzhan appears radiant and relaxed, a smile playing on his lips. The rolling mountains lie prostrate at his feet, surrounded and protected by sacred golden lotuses of flame, making him seem like a celestial being descended to earth.

In his presence, the green-robed figure is depicted as extremely small, with a ferocious expression, surrounded by snow-capped mountains and covered by golden lotuses, making him appear utterly lacking in imposing presence.

"It's different."

Third Sister Mu laughed heartily as she looked at the painting.

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Behind a certain cloud-covered mountain.

Zhou Qingyun hovered in the air on his sword, gazing intently at the battlefield, a slight smile playing on his lips and in his eyes.

Although she was still in the third realm, the "Light-Catching and Shadow-Capturing Sword Eye" she cultivated was no ordinary eye technique. In addition, with the refinement of her primordial spirit and magic power by a top-notch immortal sword, her eyesight far surpassed that of others in the same realm. Therefore, she could see everything that happened in that area of ​​wind and fire very clearly.

The Daoist's methods remain unchanged; the more his enemies desire something, the more he avoids it. His current method of fighting the Green Robe is exactly the same as when he fought the Wooden Dragon Staff in Ailao Mountain—keeping them at bay. And last time in Wumeng Mountain, when the Green Robe tried to escape to Redwood Ridge, the Daoist's avatar again engaged in close-quarters combat, willing to injure himself for time. No matter who he fights, regardless of their level of cultivation, he always thinks carefully before acting, handling situations with ease.

Brother Dao's brilliance lies neither in weaponry nor technique, but in the Dao itself. This may not be apparent at lower realms, and one might even be less powerful than a wielder of a spirit weapon. However, once one reaches a higher realm, the gap widens dramatically, beyond the reach of even immortal artifacts. Now, I am far inferior to Brother Dao.

Nowadays, no matter who in the sect is, from the sect leader down to the sword attendant, when talking about fellow Daoists, they no longer speak to the younger generation in the same tone. They no longer say things like "This child must not be allowed to live," "This brat is arrogant and domineering," or "This child is delusional."

His Uncle-Master Yuanjue was captured, and his Senior Uncle-Master Xuanzhenzi fled in terror. His wife's foul language subsided considerably. Even Yingqiong rarely mentioned revenge anymore.

Brother Dao is now a towering mountain in the hearts of the Emei disciples and even all Xuanmen disciples.

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Amidst the wind and fire, deep within the Golden Lotus Cloud Mountain.

The golden lotus of fireworks had not yet faded, and the snow-covered mountains and clouds had not yet transformed, yet the Taoist priest and the demon had already fought dozens of rounds. At this moment, the green-robed figure still could not get close to Cheng Xinzhan, and Cheng Xinzhan was still dominating the battle, firmly holding the upper hand.

After fighting for some time, Cheng Xinzhan had a more detailed assessment of the abilities of the Green Robe avatar—its overall strength should be similar to that of his dragon body after the Dragon Ball left his body, slightly higher than half of his peak strength, around 60%.

The Asura's body possesses better control over flames and magical artifacts, as well as greater resistance to fire, than the dragon's body, though its blood energy is comparable. However, aside from these aspects, it appears significantly inferior to the dragon's body. If it were the dragon's body, the green-robed man wouldn't have needed to use his flying halberd to break through the fire; he could have easily escaped with his physical strength alone. The same applies to the gale earlier; if it had been summoned by the dragon's body, it would have been faster, more intense, and more numerous.

Furthermore, this avatar of his likely lacks a primordial spirit, being merely manipulated by a wisp of his detached consciousness, thus causing his reactions to be somewhat slower. Otherwise, Zhong Yuanjue's nascent soul wouldn't have escaped the green-robed man so easily, and he wouldn't be so passive in his current battle with him. However, this is understandable, as his main body is overseeing the overall situation at Rotten Peach Mountain, and he has also separated a second primordial spirit in Yuyang, so it's understandable that he would be preoccupied with other matters.

However, this also shows that this Asura incarnation is indeed remarkable, as it can still exert 60% of the original body's strength, which is quite impressive.

How could his avatar be so powerful!

While the Taoist priest was judging the green-robed man, the green-robed man was naturally also trying to figure out the strength of the Taoist priest's avatar.

The green-robed man could sense that the Taoist's avatar reacted extremely quickly, and its access to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was effortless and profound. This most likely meant that a primordial spirit resided within the Taoist avatar. The green-robed man wasn't surprised by this, because years ago, when he had the evil spirit perform the Soul-Hooking Altar Technique on Cheng Xinzhan, he had personally witnessed Cheng Xinzhan's two primordial spirits leave his body, thus concluding that Cheng Xinzhan had already cultivated a second primordial spirit. What truly surprised him was that this avatar showed no weaknesses!
An avatar is not the original body; it is forged from spiritual objects of heaven and earth, and therefore should have weaknesses. Take Green Robe himself, for example. His second primordial spirit, placed in Yuyang, was forged from the "Dingyi Yin Spirit Pearl," which was naturally born deep within the Fiend Cave of Rotten Peach Mountain, and it fears Yang Earth. His Li Pearl avatar was forged from a Dragon Pearl, and it fears metal artifacts. This Asura avatar was forged from the Heart of a Blood Asura, and it fears pure water.

However, after fighting for a long time, the green-robed man still couldn't sense the yin and yang attributes of the Taoist's avatar, and thus couldn't determine where the avatar's weakness lay.

This is truly alarming!
What kind of spiritual object was used to create this incarnation of his?
I had previously shattered two of this Taoist's avatars, but both avatars dissipated into spiritual energy after shattering, returning to the world. Only the core of the avatars, the wisp of spiritual light, remained undetected. It must be some kind of mysterious spiritual pearl, but what kind of spiritual pearl could possess both Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, with no obvious weaknesses?
The man in green robes had never heard of it and was very puzzled.

This time, we must keep his spirit pearl!
That's what he thought.

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Green Robe was once again forced back by Cheng Xinzhan, and with many onlookers, he felt he had lost face.

But at this moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he opened his mouth and said,

"I have long heard that you are an expert in manipulating Yang Fire, having cultivated a pure Yang body and a pure Yang flying sword, and also possessing the Pleiades inner spirit. Now I, Li, have witnessed it firsthand, and you are truly remarkable. However, I wonder if you also have such attainments in the Yin Way?"

Ok?
At this moment, the onlookers were also reminded by the green-robed man's words, and immediately looked westward, only to find themselves all showing surprise.

The sun has set!
It's already dark!
The duel between the real people was so spectacular, and the golden lotus flames that filled the sky had not completely dissipated, that's why no one noticed it.

Yes, just as Green Robe said. The Great Master's Yang Fire Dao is renowned throughout the world. Some of the onlookers, who had long resided in the heavens, immediately recalled that many years ago, when the Great Master first appeared in Baiyujing, in that flying sword competition, he ultimately used the moment of sunrise to unleash the divine power of his Yang Sword, defeating several swords from Emei—and those swords are now all renowned figures.

Looking back, the Great Master used Yang Fire to defeat the Wuling Demonic Sect, the Five Poisons Heavenly King, and burn down Ailao Mountain. And for the members of the Demonic Sect who were fond of raising corpse ghosts and poisonous insects, Yang Fire was indeed invincible.

Thinking about this, everyone realized that the Green-Robed Old Demon was indeed very powerful. When the Great Master was in the third realm, he could kill the Five Poisons and burn down the Ailao with Yang Fire. Now that he has reached the fifth realm, and is using the sun in the sky to perform fire magic, this old demon has actually been able to hold on, only slightly at a disadvantage, and has not suffered any serious injuries. This is quite extraordinary!

What the old demon said is indeed true. His most difficult time has passed. Now that it's dark, can the great master still have the upper hand?

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Upon hearing the green-robed man's question, Cheng Xinzhan simply smiled and replied,

"The Dragon King can give it a try."

The man in green robes snorted coldly and stepped forward again.

Seeing this, Cheng Xinzhan still started with his flying sword "Taodu," even though the Yang sword's power wasn't as good at night as it was during the day, especially since it was nighttime rather than dawn. But who says it can't be used?
Seeing the Yang Sword rushing towards him like a pillar of light, the green-robed man was not afraid and immediately countered with his spear. Now, in the darkness, the sword's movements were exceptionally conspicuous, unlike during the day when its trajectory and light blended into the sunlight, making it indistinguishable and difficult to defend against. In the night, no matter how the sword diversified or changed its course, it was perfectly visible.

"Ding!"

The green-robed man swung his halberd at the immortal sword, sparks flying. The immortal sword was, after all, an immortal sword; the immense force numbed his arms, and the halberd shaft, formed from his magical power, nearly shattered. But strength and blood circulation were the green-robed man's strengths. He adjusted quickly, channeling his inner energy and circulating his blood, soon dissipating the force, and the weapon solidified again. Taking advantage of the sword's momentary thud, he swiftly flew to close the distance.

"The waxing moon, slay it!"

At that moment, a clear, cold incantation, like a night breeze, rang out, alerting the green-robed man.

He looked up and saw that, in the brief moment he had drawn his sword, the Taoist had traversed the void, changed direction, and moved from his west side to his east side. There, a crescent moon was slowly rising. There was no eastern mountain here, no willow branches, and the air was exceptionally clear, with no obstructions, so the moon shone brightly.

But the Taoist priest was just as he had been during the day. At dawn, he had hidden himself within the sun, and now, at night, he stood precisely in the center of the bright moon. Spectators might not have noticed anything amiss, assuming the Taoist hadn't moved at all, but the green-robed man knew that while the Taoist appeared motionless, he was actually constantly gliding through the air, adjusting his position so that he, the Taoist, and the moon were always on the same line—meaning that whenever he looked up at the Taoist, he would inevitably be looking directly at the moon, just as he had done during the day by hiding within the sun.

The man in the green robe certainly didn't think this was the Taoist priest pursuing elegance and good looks; in fact, he was utterly fed up with it.

Because Taoists possess unique escape techniques, when the sun and moon are used as a backdrop, both their figures and auras are concealed by their radiance, making them difficult to discern. Staring at them for too long can even damage one's eyes. This results in weapons or spells often missing their mark by just a tiny bit, making them impossible to touch, much to the amusement of onlookers.

They were unaware of the intricacies of the matter, and the green-robed man naturally didn't bother to explain. Because bystanders are often blinded by their own experience, only by personally confronting the Taoist could one truly understand his terror and formidable nature. And most of these onlookers weren't even qualified to be a match for the Taoist.

Furthermore, besides concealing his form, sunlight can also be used by him, adding three points of power to his spells. If sunlight is like this, can moonlight be too?
Soon, as the incantation ended, the green-robed man had his answer.

In his eyes, the crescent moon seemed to fall from the dome into the third heaven, like a huge silver frost blade slashing towards him, so fast that he could not dodge it.

In the blink of an eye, the silver glint in the green-robed man's eye magnified rapidly, instantly turning his blood-red eyes frost-colored.

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Among the onlookers were both righteous and wicked; some were worried because of the green-robed man's question, while others were delighted. Only a very few remained unmoved, clearly having unconditional trust in the Master's methods.

Zhou Qingyun was one of them.

Upon hearing this, the woman simply smiled and thought to herself: "Brother Daoist spent decades hiding his identity in Mount Shu, never using Yang Fire to conceal his identity. But did that prevent him from eliminating countless demons and becoming famous throughout the southwest?"

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