I proved immortality through the imperial examination.

Chapter 237 Appearance
Throughout the entire scene, only the cloaks on the three people remained completely still.

The rain of swords that had just been fired automatically deflected an inch around them, as if they had bypassed three nails.

It is worth mentioning that, in mid-air, the white-robed cloaked figure was pierced by the sword light, and his whole body was like a paper lantern, shattered and scattered.

A few breaths later, the light and shadow reunited, and the figure of the white-robed cloaked figure solidified again.

"What a magnificent Ascension Technique!"

The last cloaked figure remaining in the Qingyang Spirit Clan camp shouted.

"The Ascension to Three Thousand Realms Technique? This, this is the legendary Ascension to Three Thousand Realms Technique, a wondrous technique that was lost a thousand years ago."

Wei Xiang shouted loudly, extremely excited. He knew that this time a real big shot had come, and there was hope of saving his life.

The people in the Crown Prince's residence also joined in the shouts, bowing and greeting the old madman.

The Crown Prince stepped forward and bowed deeply to the ground: "Thank you for saving me, senior. My family and I will remember this forever. May I ask your honorable title?"

The old madman in the blue robe tilted his head back and took a big gulp of wine, squinting at the Crown Prince. "I don't have an honorific title, just call me Madman, adding 'old' won't hurt."

Enough with the small talk, let's finish the fight first.

Having said that, the old madman turned his head, raised his hand and pointed at Chi Jiuyin: "Kid, how are we going to fight? This old man will give you a hundred moves?"

Chi Jiuyin's shoulder trembled slightly. Yin fire coiled around his body, swelled up, and then slowly receded back into his cloak.

He cupped his hands to the old madman and said, "Senior's cultivation is extraordinary; this junior is no match for you."

The old madman was clearly of the same generation as his ancestor, the Grand Priest. No matter how crazy Chi Jiuyin was, he wouldn't rush up to cause trouble for the old madman.

"Which one of you is coming?"

The old madman pointed to the void.

The five factions were deathly silent; no one responded.

The white-robed cloaked figure bowed to the three cloaked figures, saying, "Of all the people here, only the three patriarchs have the strength to fight against Senior Madman."

Gentlemen, if we do not fight now, when will we?

"Rest assured, gentlemen, I have my own plans and will not allow you to be left in a difficult situation."

"Since we're already here, a fight is inevitable."

A cloaked figure from the Northern Moon Spirit Clan stepped forward, saying, "I can die in battle, but I cannot die of fright."

"Me too, Brother Blood Moon, I'll join you."

The cloaked figure from the Qingyang Spirit Clan also strode out.

Blood Moon laughed loudly, "Brother Dongyu, it's been three hundred years. The last time we fought side by side was when we eliminated the Corpse Fire Evil Dragon."

"It seems I have no choice but to get involved."

A demon also stepped forward, cupping his hands to the old madman and saying, "Fellow Daoist, your ability to use the Feather Transformation Technique shows that you are an earlier figure."

We shouldn't be at a disadvantage if we call him "senior".

"Our senior is invincible; we, as juniors, fought three against one. Though it lacked dignity, we believe our senior will forgive us."

The old madman, carrying his gourd, grinned from ear to ear: "It's alright, lots of people, it'll be lively."

As soon as he said that, many people in the audience gasped in surprise.

"Senior, take this sword!"

Blood Moon shouted, rubbed his palms together, and the void trembled. Five colors swirled in the air, and he actually drew the power of the five elements into a long sword.

The Five Elements Sword was completed without wind, sound, or light.

The Five Elements Sword was thrust out smoothly, without the slightest glint of light or fluctuation of spiritual energy.

But everyone in the room felt a sudden tightness in their chests, as if thousands of needles were pressing against their skin, and their breath caught in their throats.

"field."

Someone whispered.

Without him saying a word, everyone felt it.

This is a battle at the Nascent Soul level; only when the domain is unleashed can such power be displayed.

The Five Elements Sword leaped through the void and landed about ten feet in front of the old madman, its speed suddenly slowing down.

The sword tip was about to reach the old madman's face, but when it was still half a foot away, the old madman raised his eyelids and slowly said, "Good swordsmanship, better than the old madman's drunken sword."

"However, even the strongest sword will eventually become covered in dust."

The bluestone beneath his feet suddenly darkened.

Silently, a small, square patch of black soil bulged up from the stone surface, its color glossy black.

With a whoosh, the Five Elements Sword changed direction and pierced into the black soil.

The sword intent, the domain, the killing intent—it all seemed to have been swallowed whole by something heavy and greedy, leaving not a sound.

Blood Moon cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Having said that, he turned his head and said to Dong Yu and the powerful demon, "The power of Senior Madman has exceeded our imagination. You two need not hold back."

They both moved at the same time.

Dong Yu did not draw his sword, but starlight seeped out from his sleeve and disappeared into the void, as if turning a celestial river over.
The powerful demon clan member gently twirled a bronze ring between his fingers, and the intricately engraved runes on the ring slowly lit up.

The three people's auras intertwined in mid-air, forming gray-green ripples that expanded outwards, enveloping the entire area.

In an instant, everyone's aura, except for those from the Crown Prince's residence who were guarding the formation, was locked by the gray-green ripples.

The old madman looked on, shook the wine in his gourd, and lazily said, "Come on."

He raised his hand, and a spark rose from his palm, a tiny candle flame hovering in the air.

"The evil spirits and monsters have been running rampant for too long. They should be burned to the ground to restore the purity of this place."

As the candlelight flickered, a layer of clouds quietly collapsed above the Crown Prince's residence.

The wind died down first.

Then came the cold; everyone felt their body temperature plummeting, as if all their warmth was being poured into the candle flame.

The candlelight flickered, easily penetrating the gray-green ripples, which instantly began to contract.

The space formed by the gray ripples began to vibrate, and the flickering candlelight began to shrink.

Everyone was baffled, wondering what these experts at this level were fighting, and it didn't seem as exciting as the battle between Jiang Xingyun and Chi Jiuyin.

Indeed, once you enter the Nascent Soul Realm, you enter the Domain Realm.

In the realm of domains, the competition is about mastering the domain, and the clash and crushing of domains.

The gray field space was formed by the combined efforts of Blood Moon, Dong Yu, and the Demon Clan Cloaked Guest, with their fields overlapping.

The three originally thought that this field would be enough to fight against the old madman, but they never expected that a wisp of candlelight released by the old madman would easily penetrate their domain space.

The three cloaked figures spoke almost simultaneously: "Fire will provide light, and will not burn."

The words had barely left his mouth when the flames brightened, but the intensity of the fire began to wane rapidly.

"interesting."

The old madman laughed loudly, "Awesome!"

With a gentle flick of his finger, the candle flame suddenly burst into a fireball.

The gray space created by the three of them together began to ripple violently.

The three began casting spells, trying their best to stabilize the space within their domain.

The forces of the three domains overlapped in one place: the Milky Way, the mountain range, and the life lock. They interlocked with each other, forcibly pinning the fireball in the center and squeezing it inch by inch.

High in the sky, surging waves of air grew larger and larger, spreading in all directions.

The ancient magic array that enveloped the Crown Prince's residence also began to tremble, and the talisman array that Ning Shu had created began to hum.

Inside the Crown Prince's residence, the protective array guarding the buildings and furniture began to collapse.

Tiles fell, dust rose, and the palace walls shook.

"I can't hold it anymore!"

Someone cried out, "If the fighting continues, the power of the domain will destroy half of Chang'an City."

The white-robed, cloaked figure snorted coldly and a talisman flew out from his sleeve.

The talisman exploded, transforming into a thin line that pierced the light barrier formed by the ancient magic array. The light barrier responded, and ancient patterns appeared on it, eventually coalescing into a hanging pillar of light.

The beam of light fell straight down, enveloping the old madman.

"Second teleportation."

Wei Xiang exclaimed in alarm, "Senior, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the old madman had already disappeared, along with three Nascent Soul Realm experts.

"This, this is..."

A gasp rippled through the crowd. "He activated the ancient magic array for a second teleportation; this is cheating!"

Wei Xiang was furious. "The old madman was about to sweep across the entire field, but this scoundrel teleported him away?"

The white-robed man in the cloak said coldly, "I am saving the people of the entire city. If we let that old madman do as he pleases, Chang'an will be destroyed."

The four of them were all teleported out due to their combined domains, so it's three against one, you're not at a disadvantage.

Upon hearing this, a torrent of curses erupted from the Crown Prince's residence.

The savior finally arrived, only to be killed by the white-robed, cloaked figure using this method.

In the Demon Alliance camp, Langri Giant Kun coldly stared at the white-robed cloaked man, "Since you can control this great formation and take away those old monsters, why don't you act sooner and send the Crown Prince of Great Zhou out of the protective formation? Wouldn't that have solved everything?"

"Yes, what are they doing? They're clearly just making fun of us."

"I will never accept such ambiguous missions again, not even those from the Path of Annihilation."

"........."

The five factions were abuzz with discussion.

The white-robed, cloaked figure said coldly, "Didn't you see the Crown Prince's palace's protective array? Ning Boqian is hiding inside the array, how can I teleport?"
Do you think teleportation is that easy?

He pointed to the ancient array light screen above his head, which was still slowly rotating. "This array could have lasted for two hours."

We can only hold out for an hour. If we don't take advantage of the old madman being entangled, do you think you can send him away?

Langri Giant Kun snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Wei Xiangwei tilted his head back, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at the blank space in mid-air. His finger trembled, and he suddenly turned around, pointing at the white-robed cloaked man: "Those that can teleport twice are all ancient formations that protect the country. Each activation requires millions of spirit stones."

You, you, who exactly are you...?

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.

His face turned deathly pale in an instant, and he spat out a mouthful of blood onto the bluestone ground before collapsing.

Several attendants rushed to help him up, but before they could even get a firm grip, Wei Xiang's vision went black and he fainted.

The Crown Prince's camp was thrown into chaos once again.

The white-robed cloaked figure ignored all of this, flicked his sleeves, and shouted, "Continue the battle! Ning Boqian, send more men!"

A commotion broke out in the Crown Prince's camp.

With the old madman gone, everyone felt as if their spines had been removed, and their last shred of fighting spirit was extinguished.

Chi Jiuyin slowly stepped forward.

He didn't say much, just stood there, his gaze sweeping across the direction of the Crown Prince's residence, as if looking at a group of prey waiting to be slaughtered.

The Crown Prince's camp was not without courageous and brave warriors.

The first to step forward was a heavily armored general, his entire body radiating golden light, with the aura of a battle formation subtly taking shape behind him.

Chi Jiuyin didn't even lift his cloak. He simply raised his hand and made a sweeping motion. A wisp of Yin Flame hooked onto the foundation of the metal energy. The general's feet sank, and his heavy armor seemed to be filled with lead. He knelt down, armor and all, unable to get up.

The second person was a sword-wielding cultivator, with a slender and imposing figure. His sword light was as cold as frost, striking Chi Jiuyin.

Chi Jiuyin merely glanced at him coldly, and the man's hand holding the sword suddenly trembled. The sword's sound abruptly stopped, and the sword tip veered off course, shattering his own protective amulet light. He was forced back several feet by the Yin Flame, his face ashen.

Two or three more people took turns fighting, some using ritual formations, some using beasts, and some using literary energy to form protective barriers, but all of them were easily broken by Chi Jiuyin.

Some were blasted back dozens of steps, spitting out blood; some magical artifacts cracked on the spot, their spiritual light extinguished.

Chi Jiuyin defeated everyone one by one without ever using his full strength.

The morale of the Crown Prince's camp was extremely low.

The crown prince suddenly took a step forward, and the protective array of light patterns naturally separated beneath his feet, failing to stop him.

Everyone tried to stop them, but it was too late.

"Father."

Ning Shu chased after him outside the formation.

The prince flicked his wide sleeves, sending her flying back into the formation.

The prince, his robes fluttering, said in a loud voice, "You have all done your best, and I am deeply grateful."

"It's my turn to make my appearance. Perfect timing! I've never fought anyone since I was born. Today, I'll have my fill."

Outside the Crown Prince's residence, the leader of the Dragon Guard took a step forward, holding a blood-red spear, and roared like thunder: "Listen up, Cangqiu Spirit Clan! If you dare to harm a single hair on His Highness's head, the Great Zhou will surely mobilize the entire nation's army to flatten Cangqiu."

Upon hearing this, Chi Jiuyin sneered, "What nonsense! So what if you have several Central Empires plus one place?"
How my Eldar act is none of anyone else's business.

The crown prince said calmly, "Stop being so arrogant, come and fight!"

"Wait a minute."

Suddenly, someone spoke from the direction of the side hall.

The sound was not loud, but it was like a boulder crashing into still water.

All eyes were drawn to a figure striding out from the shadows of the side hall.

When the ancient formation was open to the public, many people took the opportunity to sneak in, but no one expected that someone was hiding in the side hall. Everyone stared at the roof.

Dust fell in clumps from the roof tiles, and a huge object brushed against the beams and pillars.

A tall shadow emerged from the shadows.

The man was over two zhang tall, with a waist ten spans wide. His large cloak covered him completely, revealing only a section of dark golden skin on his chin.

His every step caused the ground to tremble slightly, as if a mountain had moved from the darkness into the light.

The entire room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in uproar.

The giant Kun stared at him, its eyes narrowing, and it asked in a deep voice, "Are you a demon?"

Even without his prompting, everyone could see it.

No matter how much a human cultivates, they will never grow into this shape.

The giant cloaked figure nodded.

The giant Kun of the Raging Sun was furious. "If you are a demon, how can you act as an accomplice to the wicked and serve the human race!"

The giant cloaked man asked, "I wonder if your employer is a human or a demon?"

Langri Giant Kun choked for a moment, "That, that's different."

“Indeed, they are different,” said the giant cloaked figure. “I act for righteousness, you for wealth, that’s all.”

Langri Jukun's face changed from pale to flushed, unable to respond.

The white-robed, cloaked figure said loudly, "Fellow Daoist of the Demon Clan, I wonder what kind of relationship you have with Ning Boqian?"

The giant demon tilted its head and thought for a moment, "I am heartless and ruthless towards the Crown Prince of the Great Zhou. But my senior brother gave me instructions, and I cannot disobey. He asked me to come and help, so I came."

At this point, he turned to face Ning Shu, clasped his hands in a gesture of unusual solemnity, and said, “Princess Jiabao, my senior brother said that your money was well spent.”

Needless to say, the giant demon is Xue Xiang's demonized form, the Bear King Kong.

Xue Xiang did not enter the moment the array light was activated, but went directly through the Wenxu Blessed Land to the refining room, and then crawled from the refining room to the side hall.

At that time, he practiced his skills in the alchemy room and traveled to and from the Wenxu Blessed Land, thus establishing an anchor point.

As long as the anchor point is established in advance, no large formation can block his entry and exit.

Therefore, Xue Xiang's downfall was witnessed by everyone involved in the grand drama unfolding here.

He made his appearance at the most opportune moment.

Ning Shu froze on the spot, tears welling up in her eyes. She had already given up hope, but she never expected him to keep his promise.

The chief eunuch, Li Fang, suddenly slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "It's him! It's Bei Qiu Ke! It's the man Bei Qiu Ke summoned! He didn't lie, he really didn't lie..."

The sound exploded like thunder, and the words "Lamenting Autumn Guest" startled many people.

Suddenly someone shouted, "He is Youxiong Jingang! Youxiong Jingang is the junior brother of Beiqiu Ke!"

Everyone in the room turned their heads to look.

"In the Battle of Wenyuan, he was the one who decisively defeated the human alliance and the Prince of Duan."

"He is a genius of the demon race, the second disciple of the Lord of Mingde Dongxuan, the Marquis of Crimson Moon appointed by the Demon Court, and the one who single-handedly governs a region."

"Unlimited strength, able to shatter mountains with a single punch..."

One by one, Xiong Jingang's deeds were brought up, like heavy hammer blows striking everyone's hearts.

Langri Jukun cupped his hands and said, "Greetings, Marquis Chiyue. Please forgive my previous rudeness."

All the demons bowed in respect.

Marquis Chiyue has the great name of Xiong Jingang, which is extremely well-known among the demons. This is not only because the demon is very powerful, but also because of his famous reputation.

What's even more remarkable is that this person possesses exceptional literary talent, carving out a niche for himself in the realm of poetry and prose, a domain originally belonging to the human race, making all the demon races in the world feel honored.

Such a powerful demon naturally commands great respect.

(End of this chapter)