From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 587 The Divine Emperor Blocks the Way to Lure the Enemy at Fengmo Ridge (Continuing to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, another three updates)

The news that Li Chengqian defeated Hua Tiandu with a single punch and became the number one true disciple of the Feathered Ascension Sect swept through the entire Xuanhuang Great World like a hurricane, causing an unprecedented sensation.

Lanyue Peak became the center of attention for the Feathered Immortal Sect and even the entire Immortal Path. Every day, people came in droves to visit, offer congratulations, spy on the sect, and make friends, almost wearing down the threshold of the peak. Xu Wenyuan and his two companions were overwhelmed with dealing with them, but they were also experiencing a bittersweet joy.

However, to everyone's surprise, Li Chengqian, who was the absolute core of this storm, left the Feathered Immortal Sect with Fang Qingxue on the third day after defeating Hua Tiandu, and disappeared without a trace, leaving countless people who wanted to see his demeanor or had ulterior motives empty-handed.

Above the vast and boundless sea of ​​clouds, the Five Prison King Cauldron transformed into an inconspicuous streak of black light, traversing steadily and swiftly.

The interior of the cauldron was spacious and elegant, with Li Chengqian and Fang Qingxue sitting opposite each other.

Fang Qingxue looked at Li Chengqian, whose aura had become increasingly profound and restrained, as if he had merged with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth. Her clear, cold eyes gleamed with surprise, and she finally asked the question that had been weighing on her mind: "Cousin, that punch you used to defeat Hua Tiandu in the end... and you really just survived the tribulation of wind and fire..."

Li Chengqian smiled slightly, knowing he couldn't hide it from her, and didn't intend to conceal it. With a thought, a golden core phantom, its chaotic color seemingly containing the mysteries of the birth and death of all realms, flashed past above his head. Although it was only for a moment, the thirty-three distinct yet perfectly integrated auras of the Great Dao emanating from that golden core made Fang Qingxue hold her breath instantly.

"Thirty-three gates...three thousand great paths?!" Fang Qingxue exclaimed in shock. Even with her knowledge as the reincarnation of the Heavenly Mother of Lightning, she found it unbelievable. "How is this possible? How did you do it? Could it be..."

“That’s right, it is within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion.” Li Chengqian nodded and briefly recounted his twenty years of experience within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, his encounter with the Xuanpin Daoist, his instruction in thirteen Daos, and his eventual condensation of the unprecedented Thirty-Three Heavens Dao Golden Core.

Fang Qingxue was deeply moved and shocked. A Golden Core condensed from the Three Thousand Great Daos of the Thirty-Three Sects—she had never heard of such a thing! She finally understood why Li Chengqian, at the level of the Great Tribulation of Wind and Fire, could defeat Hua Tiandu, who possessed a Dao artifact and a Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth, with a single punch. This was not a difference in realm, but a fundamental crushing defeat!
"My cousin's abilities are beyond Qingxue's reach," she sighed sincerely, her eyes filled with even deeper admiration.

Li Chengqian smiled and said, "The Great Dao is boundless, and everyone has their own destiny. Cousin, you possess the essence of the Goddess of Lightning, and the Great Chaos Technique is among the top ten Great Daos. Your future achievements are limitless." He paused and changed the subject, "This time, I had a good harvest in the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, especially this supreme divine power of the Exquisite Great Luo Heaven, which is enough to rank among the top ten of the three thousand Great Daos. I will now teach it to you. However, since this was created by the Exquisite Immortal Venerable, you should not use it casually in the outside world, lest you offend the Immortal Venerable."

“I understand, and I also deeply admire the Immortal Venerable Linglong.” Fang Qingxue accepted the divine power seed passed down by Li Chengqian, and her face showed envy. “To rebel against the Taiyi Sect as a woman and create the Linglong Blessed Land, such a person is truly unprecedented!”

Li Chengqian smiled. He had to admit that the growth trajectory of the Linglong Immortal Venerable was indeed exactly what excited all female cultivators. If her growth process were in another world, she would definitely be the only choice for Empress.

"By the way, cousin, where are we going this time?"

“In the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, I obtained an ancient secret about the Xuanhuang Great World from that senior,” Li Chengqian said. “The place we are going to is related to the God Clan.”

"Oh? Where?" Fang Qingxue's interest was piqued.

“Fengmo Ridge.” Li Chengqian slowly uttered three words, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

“Fengmo Ridge?” Fang Qingxue frowned slightly, recalling relevant information. “I remember that it seems to be an ancient battlefield ruin, said to seal a powerful demon, but it is ancient and has long been abandoned, and there is nothing strange about it.”

"That's just the surface," Li Chengqian shook his head. "Fengmo Ridge is not a simple ancient battlefield. Deep within it lies the trace of the Human Emperor's Brush, a treasure of one of the Three Sovereigns of antiquity!"

"The Emperor's Brush?!" Fang Qingxue's pupils shrank. As the inheritor of the ancient Daoist lineage, she naturally knew the legend of the Emperor's Brush. It was an existence comparable to a celestial artifact, containing the orthodox principles of humanity and possessing boundless power.

“That’s not all.” Li Chengqian’s tone grew even more profound. “More importantly, there may also be an extremely terrifying being sealed there, an avatar of the most ancient, cunning, and wise of the gods, the Heavenly Consort Umo!”

"Tianfei Wumo!" Fang Qingxue's expression changed slightly. Although she didn't know who this Tianfei Wumo was, she knew from the name that she was not someone to be trifled with.

Li Chengqian's gaze pierced through the King's Cauldron, looking towards the distant horizon, as if he could see that perilous land sealed by the dust of time: "The Human Emperor's Brush has suppressed the Heavenly Consort Umo's avatar for countless years, the two restraining each other. Now, the calamity of heaven and earth is about to begin, and the gods are stirring. The seal on this Demon Sealing Ridge has probably reached a critical point. We must go and investigate. If we can gain the Human Emperor's Brush's approval, we may be able to obtain its three hundred Great Dao inheritances, which will further strengthen the seal and delay the calamity of the gods. Even if we cannot, we must find out the truth and make preparations as soon as possible."

He looked at Fang Qingxue, his eyes filled with trust and inquiry: "This matter is extremely dangerous. Although Tianfei Wumo is sealed, her methods are unpredictable and mysterious. We also don't know the attitude of the Human Emperor's Brush." ​​A sharp look appeared on Fang Qingxue's cold face, and chaotic lightning flowed around her: "The God Race is the great enemy of heaven and earth, and it concerns the survival of the Xuanhuang Great World. The Human Emperor's Brush is an unparalleled treasure of the Three Ancient Sovereigns. Cousin, I believe that with your foundation and strength, you will definitely be able to gain the approval of the Human Emperor's Brush."

"Good!" Li Chengqian clapped his hands and laughed. "Then let us go to this Demon Sealing Ridge and meet that ancient treasure and the Heavenly Consort of the Divine Race!"

The Five Prisons King Cauldron suddenly accelerated, tearing through layers of clouds and speeding towards the Sealed Demon Ridge.

Suddenly, a suffocating pressure, like an invisible giant wall, appeared without warning and stretched across the void in front of them!

Boom!

The entire Five Prisons King Cauldron trembled violently, as if it had crashed into an invisible divine mountain. The cauldron groaned under the weight, and the light emanating from it dimmed instantly. It was abruptly forced to a stop from its extreme speed and hovered in mid-air.

"Who are you, blocking my way?" Li Chengqian's voice came through the cauldron wall, calm yet carrying a hint of coldness.

The void ahead distorted, and a towering figure slowly emerged. This person possessed an ancient and simple face, clad in a Daoist robe embroidered with star trails and depictions of mountains and rivers. His gaze was disdainful, carrying a cold and imposing air that viewed all living beings as mere ants. The aura emanating from him was as vast as a sea of ​​stars and as heavy as an ancient divine mountain, far surpassing the realm of supernatural powers—clearly an ancient giant of the Longevity Realm!

What's even more chilling is that deep within this vast immortal power lies a trace of the cold, orderly, and aloof essence of the divine race, completely out of place in the Xuanhuang Great World!

"I am Hentian Daoren," the newcomer said, his voice like the imperial decree of heaven, causing the void to hum. "Li Chengqian, you have repeatedly ruined my great plans and even dared to kill the gods. Your crimes are unforgivable. Today is your death day."

The God-Emperor of Hatred! A ruler among the gods, a giant in the Realm of Immortality!
He didn't want to say anything more, convinced that Li Chengqian was already trapped, and directly raised his right hand, pressing down with a palm. In an instant, the wind and clouds changed color, and a gigantic palm covering a radius of a hundred miles appeared out of thin air. Within the palm, it seemed that the sun, moon, and stars were being born and dying, and the cycle of the universe was being played out. It carried a terrifying power that could crush everything and destroy all laws, and fiercely grabbed towards the Five Prisons King Cauldron! This was a furious strike from a master of the Longevity Secret Realm, enough to wipe an entire mountain range off the earth.

"The God Emperor of Hatred... has come after all."

After Fan Qingying escaped, Li Chengqian knew that the Hentian God Emperor would cause him trouble. However, he returned to the Yuhua Immortal Sect from Guixu too quickly, and the Hentian God Emperor had no chance. This time, Li Chengqian left the Yuhua Immortal Sect again, and the Hentian God Emperor would definitely not let him go.

However, he did not want to get entangled with the God Emperor of Hatred here.

Just as the giant hand was about to touch the King Cauldron, his mind raced, and the Great Dao Golden Core within his body suddenly vibrated, unleashing a profound spatial fluctuation centered on him!
"Great Teleportation Technique!"

hum!
Space seemed to be folded and distorted by an invisible force. The Five Prison King Cauldrons, along with Li Chengqian and Fang Qingxue inside, blurred instantly like ghosts right under the nose of the Hateful God Emperor. The next moment, they had already appeared more than 30,000 miles away! Only the terrifying energy ripples left behind by the giant palm striking the empty space caused that void to collapse.

"What?! The Great Teleportation Technique?!" The indifference on the face of the God Emperor of Hatred was instantly replaced by astonishment. "How can this child know the Great Teleportation Technique? And his mastery of it is so profound!"

After the initial shock came overwhelming killing intent.

The potential and methods displayed by Li Chengqian made him feel threatened like never before.

This child must not be allowed to live!
The God Emperor of Hatred roared, his body flashing with divine light. He also used the Great Teleportation Technique to lock onto Li Chengqian's remaining aura, tearing through the void and relentlessly pursuing him.

In a chase, both sides used teleportation techniques to traverse the void, their speed exceeding the imagination of ordinary people. Vast landscapes receded beneath their feet like fleeting shadows; in mere moments, the outline of a desolate, lifeless mountain range shrouded in a gray mist appeared on the land ahead—

Demon Sealing Ridge!
(End of this chapter)