Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 536 The Starry Sky Immortal, Boundless Magical Power

"You asked me before."

Ren Shaoyang stood silently in the snow with one hand behind his back, a deep and indifferent aura emanating from him, causing the surrounding wind and snow to pause.

"Why not state your name first?"

The Taoist priest gave him a deep look, his pupils contracting slightly, thinking to himself, "What an overbearing character!" He coughed twice, his voice kind and gentle, "This humble Taoist priest, Bao Daoyi, is hereby appointed as the Celestial Master of the Zoroastrian Church."

The leisurely sound echoed throughout the entire mountain range, spreading slowly and gently.

Ren Shaoyang looked up and saw that the Taoist was tall and slender with a face like jade. Five strands of long beard fluttered in the wind. He wore a Taoist robe with cloud patterns, pine and crane designs, and the Eight Trigrams. He stood on the Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword. He had the air of an immortal and had an elegant demeanor.

Bao Daoyi's smile grew even warmer: "This humble Taoist introduces himself. And you, layman?"

Before Ren Shaoyang could speak, Azi interrupted, "Hmph, my young master is the number one swordsman in the world, the number one expert in the world, unparalleled, and a 'Sword God' who has never been before or since!"

"Sword God?"

Bao Daoyi's smile faded, and he looked at him carefully again before saying in a deep voice, "Sir, are you Zhuo Bufan?"

Upon hearing this, Ren Shaoyang's face fell.
"Pah!" Ah Zi spat and cursed, "What kind of bullshit Zhuo Bufan is he! He's not even worthy to carry my young master's shoes?"

"Oh? I've heard that a 'Sword God' named Zhuo Bufan has emerged in the martial arts world of the Southwest. He's quite famous, but he's not you, sir?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "It wasn't me."

Bao Daoyi then asked, "May I ask your honorable name, sir?"

"My name is Ren Shaoyang."

"Surname Ren?" Bao Daoyi frowned. "Is the layman from the Tianshan Dragon Cave? Before becoming a monk, the cave master Xuanhuangzi was named Ren Xiaotian. What is his relationship with the layman?"

Seeing that he was rambling on and on, Ren Shaoyang interrupted, "There's no need to test me. I have no backing and I've only just entered this world."

"Is that so?" Bao Daoyi sighed. "The layman's actions are so ruthless, he is more frightening than many old demons."

Ren Shaoyang said calmly, "I never hold back when I kill people. You'll get used to it."

"Well said!" Bao Daoyi clapped his hands and laughed, then suddenly asked, "I wonder what Layman Ren thinks of Zoroastrianism?"

Ren Shaoyang glanced at him and said casually, "You want to recruit me?"

"Exactly!" Bao Daoyi landed, his sword swung in the air in a circle, and with a snap, it swiftly returned to its sheath.

"Our sect is based in western Zhejiang. Our leader is a master of martial arts, and his subordinates, including Dharma Kings Wang Yin, Deng Yuanjue, Shi Bao, and Si Xingfang, are all peerless experts. Our envoys, such as Li Tianrun, Pang Wanchun, Lü Shinang, and Fang Jie, are also heroes of their time."

"Since the spread of Manichaean teachings, it has hundreds of thousands of followers and possesses the power to control heaven and earth and wield the winds and clouds!"

Bao Daoyi cupped his hands and said, "Master Ren's martial arts are astonishing. He should join my Zoroastrianism. There he can put his skills to good use and live up to his life's expectations."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "You want me to be a traitor?"

“No!” Bao Daoyi said, “This is to restore peace and order to the world.”

"So you joined forces with the Xingxiu Sect to massacre the martial arts world?"

“The martial arts world in the Central Plains is a mixed bag, a disorganized mess,” Bao Daoyi said. “Wouldn’t it be a good thing to use Ding Chunqiu’s help to unite them into a force?” He stretched out his hand and laughed loudly, “As long as Layman Ren joins us, I will recommend you as the leader of the martial arts world in the Central Plains. You’ll rise to the top in one step. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

"Wow!" Azi's eyes lit up. "Doesn't that mean Young Master has become the leader of the martial arts world?"

Bao Daoyi laughed heartily: "Little girl, if you cling to Master Ren's coattails, I can't guarantee anything else, but you!" He pointed at the girl, "In the future, in the martial arts world, you will be second only to one person and above ten thousand others!"

"Me, second only to the emperor?" Azi pointed at her nose, her eyes disappearing with laughter. "Really? Really?"

She asked several times, seemingly unable to believe it.

Bao Daoyi laughed and said, "Don't ask me, ask Layman Ren."

Azi turned her head and looked at the white robe.

Ren Shaoyang remained calm, his sleeves fluttering, as if the "pie" hadn't even hit him on the head.

Azi blinked: "Young Master, what are your thoughts?"

Ren Shaoyang said, "I haven't considered it."

"Huh?" Azi looked completely bewildered.

"They lure you with fame and fortune, and then casually plant a spies along the way," Ren Shaoyang said coldly. "Well done."

Seeing that his words were barbed and his gaze lingered on his flying sword, Bao Daoyi knew perfectly well: "This boy is arrogant and highly skilled in martial arts. If we don't eliminate him today, he will surely become a major threat to our sect in the future!"

His expression grew even more amiable: "Layman, is it really impossible to talk any longer?"

"unnecessary."

"Very well, this humble Taoist priest."

Bao Daoyi was speaking halfway through when he suddenly flicked his sleeve and shouted, "Leave your head behind!" As he flicked his sleeve, a sharp, thin sound came from the void, and a wisp of sword light pierced through the cold wind.

They headed straight for Azi!

Bao Daoyi sneered inwardly: "No matter how skilled you are in martial arts, having a burden is a huge weakness! I'll kill this noisy girl first to distract you, then my flying sword will go straight for your center. Let's see which one you can protect!"

His Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword was thin and its attack was swift, hidden in the wind and snow without any warning.

When Azi noticed, the sword light was already upon her face, and she screamed in terror, "Young Master!"

bass!
A crimson light enveloped her entire body, as the Dragon-Capturing Sword threads wrapped around her limbs and struck with great force. The girl was thrown into the air, like a puppet on strings, her hands and feet tugged, looking strange and awkward.

Ren Shaoyang hooked his five fingers, and A Zi flew toward him involuntarily.

Just then, a "whoosh" was heard, and the sword light followed like a shadow, heading straight for the two men's chests.

Ren Shaoyang frowned, casually catching the sword light. The Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword hummed and trembled incessantly. Ren Shaoyang squeezed hard, his inner energy surging in like a torrent, causing the flying sword to vibrate and groan. Bao Daoyi felt a surge of heat in his chest, his blood rushing wildly. He quickly pointed at the sword and shouted sharply, "Disperse!" In an instant, he revealed his extraordinary abilities.

Seeing this clearly from the side, Azi blurted out, "Young master, be careful!"

Before he could finish speaking, there were a few whooshing sounds, and the Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword suddenly split into dozens of small swords. The swords gleamed with cold light and exuded a chilling aura, casting shadows around the white-robed figure, vivid and lifelike.

Ren Shaoyang smiled slightly: "It's just sword control, what's so difficult about that?" As he spoke, he hooked his five fingers together.

Azi suddenly felt a strange power surge into her body, and involuntarily leaped in front of the white-robed figure. With a wave of her hand and a glance, she actually began to fight against the ever-changing sword light.

"Oh my god, I'm going to die!"

Ah Zi closed her eyes tightly, screamed and cried, tears streaming down her face, looking like a little kitten.

But she kept moving, drawing a semicircle in the air with both hands. When it collided with the flying sword, sparks flew out with a "clang".

It turned out that the Dragon-Capturing Sword's threads were moving around, protecting her.

This move was something Ren Shaoyang had learned from the "Mysterious Yin Sword Armor". Back then, the Demon Lord relied on this move and couldn't break through his defenses at all. If Xiao Feng hadn't been summoned to break the deadlock, Ren Shaoyang would probably have already died.

Now, the "Divine Sword" has been dispersed into countless sword threads, which have attached themselves to A Zi's entire body, instantly giving this little girl the strength to contend with the "Flying Sword".

"Eh~?"

Seeing that she was completely unharmed, and that the flying sword, sometimes near, sometimes far, sometimes close, sometimes close, sometimes close, sometimes close, sometimes close, was unable to harm her, Azi was overjoyed.

"Ha! You old bastard, with the young master here, how can you kill me?"

Azi let out a sharp cry and pointed at him with a finger. Her moves were incredibly exquisite, as if she were a master swordsman who had practiced diligently for decades.

Boom!

Thousands of crimson streaks shot out, like sparks bursting from the sky, breaking through the opponent's flying sword and heading straight for Bao Daoyi's chest.

Bao Daoyi exclaimed, "Excellent swordsmanship!"

With a flick of his wrist, the sword took an unexpected turn, bypassing Ah Zi and just about to pierce Ren Shaoyang's brow!
"Oh dear, young master, be careful!" Ah Zi exclaimed, turning over and waving her hand.

A crimson streak of light drew a large circle, and wherever it passed, trees exploded into wood chips and boulders crumbled into quicksand.

Chi Chi Chi!
Everything quietly dissipated into dust amidst these subtle sounds.
With a clang, the red and white sword lights collided.

The next moment, the Xuan Tian Hun Yuan Sword let out a mournful cry, its blade cracked open, and it flew backward.

"Pfft!" Bao Daoyi spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered a few steps, and almost fell over.

"Yay, die, you old bastard!"

Ah Zi laughed loudly, then her expression suddenly turned cold, and she swung her sword away again.

She is ruthless and usually keeps to herself, as quiet as a maiden in her boudoir. But once she takes action against an enemy, she has a crazy, reckless energy.

"You little vixen, I'm going to skin you alive!"

Seeing the sword damaged, Bao Daoyi was heartbroken. He decided to go all out, tear off his disguise, and unleash his full power.

The flying swords intertwined and circled, slashing and hacking horizontally and vertically, crisscrossing to form a sword net that enveloped A Zi's entire body.

Azi, confident in the white robe as her backer, remained calm in the face of danger. With a flick of her wrist, she unleashed a torrent of sword threads with a series of sharp, clattering sounds.

Swift as a spinning shuttle, dense as billowing clouds and mist, crimson light enveloped the flying sword from all directions.

The sound of clanging and tinkling continued, and sparks flew as the sword threads passed by.

In the blink of an eye, flames filled the sky, making the three people's faces turn red.

Bao Daoyi was increasingly astonished by the fight; he had never seen such a strange sight before—the white-robed imperial guard was fighting against him!

Although the flying sword protects him and he is temporarily safe, he is helpless against the countless sword threads that are impossible to cut or defend against. He feels like he is in an endless sea of ​​suffering.

Azi was extremely excited, her sword strikes becoming even more cunning, and her words even more merciless: "Old bastard, has your flying sword been starving? Try tickling me!"
Bao Daoyi was suffering in silence. Faced with more and more sword threads moving faster and faster, he felt the flying sword was incredibly heavy. Sweat poured down his forehead, his cheeks turned pale, and his eyes glazed over.

Just then, a soft sigh was heard: "Is that all?"

Azi exclaimed in surprise as thousands of sword threads flowed from her body, gathered in the white-robed man's hand, and then condensed into a sword.

A white shadow flashed, Ren Shaoyang's sleeves fluttered, and suddenly a sword light flashed, slightly retracting before suddenly drawing a long arc, wrapping around Bao Daoyi's neck.

Upon witnessing such bizarre and magnificent swordsmanship, the Taoist priest gaped in astonishment, thinking to himself, "My life is over!"
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"The Starry Sky Immortal possesses boundless magical power!"

At the same time, outside the Chunyang Palace of the Quanzhen Sect, countless colorful flags were raised, depicting the five poisonous creatures, exuding an evil aura.

The men under his command were all fierce and monstrous, and their stench was pungent and foul when the cold wind blew.

The ground beneath their feet was blackened and barren, a result of their mastery of poisonous arts.

The gates of Chunyang Palace were wide open, and the old Taoist priest Chunyang led his disciples in a state of high alert, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Just then, a sedan chair suddenly flew out from the Xingxiu Sect crowd and landed with a bang in the middle of the field. It was draped in gauze and had curtains hanging down, making quite a splash.

"Chunyang! Hand over the celestial sphere." A warm laugh rang out from inside the sedan chair, the old man calm and collected. "Also, rename the Quanzhen Sect to the Xingxiu Quanzhen Branch. I want 70% of the incense money, and I won't concern myself with anything else. Are you willing?"

“Amitabha!” The old Taoist priest Chunyang shook his head and sighed, “Benefactor Ding, you are clearly making things difficult for me.”

"Sect Leader, why waste words with him? He's a heretic, a demon! Attack him together!"

A group of Taoist priests drew their long swords and formed a battle formation.

The gauze curtain was lifted, revealing an old man with white hair and beard, dressed in a red robe. He was surrounded by two pretty women, who were serving him and drinking and having fun.

Ding Chunqiu sneered: "Ha, you ignorant brat!"

(End of this chapter)