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Chapter 321 Immortals Fall Like Rain! (4k)

Seeing their arrogance vanish, their seemingly invincible spirit also dissipated.

Overjoyed by this unexpected windfall, Du Yuan quickly seized the opportunity and vigorously shook her two fingers, which were still numb.

His Confucian cultivation is now on par with this old man's, although he just switched places with the help of his friend's mountain seal.

However, when faced with a full-force sword strike from his opponent, he still found it difficult to parry.

However, in order to make good use of this group and fully utilize his Confucian cultivation, he had no choice but to concentrate his strength in one place and take the opponent's sword head-on.

The old man was giving it his all while concealing his true strength; he appeared calm and collected, but in reality, he had truly exerted his full power.

So, seeing this group of people, with just a few words, suddenly exude a resolute spirit, as if they had descended to earth with immense determination, ready to fight him to the death.

Du Yuan, whose fingers hadn't even recovered yet, said that first, trying to buy some time and also to ridicule these guys.

Unexpectedly, there was this pleasant surprise.

Having lived in this world for so long, Du Yuan naturally understood just how much one's mental state affected a cultivator's battles.

If one loses courage and composure, one will lose all sense of self-control, let alone engage in fierce battles with peers.

Even if a skilled player is fighting a weak one, it's still a dead end.

Unless the difference is truly as vast as heaven and earth.

But how could such a scene possibly dampen one's spirits so much?
Looking at Du Yuan, who had mocked them all.

The cultivators from all sides could only take a deep breath and suppress the shame and indignation that surrounded them from all directions.

Meanwhile, both inside and outside the capital, various schemes they had been preparing for a long time, though not yet put into practice, were ready to be deployed at any time.

The reason they didn't bring it out wasn't because they looked down on Du Yuan, but because they still had to be wary of their 'fellow comrades'.

Who knows, after today's battle, will the temporary suspension of fighting and preliminary investigation by all parties turn into a full-scale war when the time is right?

The people on the mountain care least about anything else, life or death.

So first, three or five streaks of light landed, and then, almost every high point around Du Yuan had a celestial being standing there.

Like wolves and tigers, they were all intent on surrounding Du Yuan alone.

Several people that Du Yuan was somewhat familiar with at the time were all here.

This made Du Yuan sigh slightly; it seemed that she really had no choice but to resort to Buddhism and Taoism.

Otherwise, if a fight broke out, given his Confucian cultivation, let alone ensuring the safety of the people of the capital, he himself would likely be utterly helpless.

Based on what we've seen before, this group shouldn't be able to shake the three meridians' cultivation level or cause it to become unbalanced.

Thinking of this, Du Yuan felt both relieved and helpless.

He felt at ease being able to be more casual, but he was also frustrated that if so many people couldn't succeed, how could his Confucian lineage possibly succeed?

This made Du Yuan sigh deeply.

Prince Su, whose bronze chariot and the life of his own daughter were taken by Du Yuan, couldn't help but sneer:
"Why the sigh? Is it because you've finally realized you've been too arrogant, to the point of being trapped in a dead end?"

This statement is ostensibly sarcastic, but its true purpose is to spy.

While he was speaking, although his eyes were fixed on Du Yuan's face, his mind was actually focused on the old sword at his waist.

They could vaguely sense that Du Yuan's cultivation level was roughly equal to their own.

Therefore, the source of their audacity must be that strange, rusty iron bar.

Tiannan Sect was unwilling to join them, and the novelist kid was spouting nonsense. Although the remaining experts had excellent eyesight, they had never seen the actual object and couldn't say anything about it.

Therefore, they became increasingly wary of this sword.

Even though they have everything under control now, no one is willing to be the first to 'explore the way'.

After all, in the vast emptiness of that night, it was a fight to the death. Now, under the bright sun, with plenty of room for maneuver, they have lost that spirit.

People living in the mountains are just that strange and ridiculous.

But just then, Du Yuan suddenly looked up and said with a smile:

"I'm not sighing for these things, but because I'm lamenting that the supernatural power I was planning to use on a monkey will have to be given to you to try first today!"

"After all, this is the only fun I have."

As soon as she finished speaking, Du Yuan glanced at everyone and said with a playful smile:

"Or do you want to be my playthings again?"

"You dare to spout nonsense even when you're about to die! If you're so capable, why don't you just show it off?!"

As soon as the King of Su's roar subsided, the surrounding light suddenly dimmed.

Suddenly, Du Yuan's body swelled up, revealing a towering and majestic form that was enough to make everyone on the mountain tremble with awe.

Then, he waved his sleeves, the white sleeves like clouds hanging from the sky, instantly pressing down on the sky and covering the mountains, and then suddenly pulled them back.

The world suddenly fell silent.

The sky was still the same sky, the earth was still the same earth, and even the white-robed figure who had just revealed his divine form had returned to his ordinary appearance. But in that instant, the faces of everyone present turned ashen white.

They couldn't understand what kind of supernatural power Du Yuan had just used, but they could clearly sense that their arrangements, along with all the arrangements they had made throughout the capital region and even the entire world, had been "taken in" by that sleeve, completely separating them from the real world!
After a long period of astonishment, the only remaining old man standing in front of Du Yuan, holding a sword, subconsciously lowered his hand and asked in a trembling voice, "What... what kind of divine power is this?!"

Du Yuan glanced down at her sleeve and replied with a light laugh:

This method is called "Universe in the Sleeve".

Looking at Du Yuan, who effortlessly plunged them all into a 'dead end'.

The old man and the other cultivators, at this moment, all realized, before or after the elegantly dressed young man, the question that had been on his mind earlier:
The Great Buddha of Qingzhou holds a position of enlightenment and proclaims itself the Western Paradise.

The true immortal of the Southwest, possessing my body, has established a separate palace.

Two of the three major positions have already been filled; will the last one truly be left vacant?

If it is not wrong, then where should it manifest its divine power?

Isn't the answer obvious?
At that moment, the female immortal in Su'e Palace suddenly looked out of the capital.

Last night, she watched as the Chen family of Bashui and the other two families fled in panic.

At first, she thought it was as her nephews and nieces had said. Now she realized that it was these 'cowards' who had seen through the fundamental truth early on, thus extricating themselves from the dead end in advance.

Du Yuan, who had already switched to the Taoist lineage, was pleasantly surprised to see that her Confucian lineage was rising rapidly!
In this light, it seems that we should use Confucian principles to fight our enemies!
However, at this moment, Du Yuan found it somewhat amusing that the people who were just wary of each other had now actually formed an alliance!

Knowing that he was unlikely to survive today, the old man with the sword lowered his head and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

Suddenly, he looked up at Du Yuan, and also at all his fellow practitioners:

"Didn't you want to ask why we treat everything like dirt, disregarding life and death, and manipulating things at will?"

Du Yuan then looked at those eyes of Du Yuan's, which they had previously thought were much like their own.

With their continuous blessing, it now appears as if the sun and moon are in one's eyes, as if one sees the Great Dao, as if one faces the heavens.

Looking into the old man's eyes, which seemed to see only the clear sky, he sighed deeply:

"Because this is also the question we want to ask Heaven. We want to ask Heaven why it treats all things like straw dogs, showing no benevolence. Therefore, we can only learn from Heaven, be ruthless, and do ruthless things!" "Without this, we cannot be Heaven."

Seeing that he was no different from the others she had seen before, Du Yuan shook her head with pity:

"You guys, you always find fault with others, never with yourselves!"

The old man looked directly at Du Yuan without flinching and said:
"What's wrong with that?"

Du Yuan replied to him with:
"Heaven sees as the people see, and Heaven hears as the people hear."

The old man's eyes glazed over slightly.

The meaning of this statement is very clear: everything that heaven and earth see and hear is what all living beings see and desire.

When people desire a peaceful and prosperous life, Heaven protects them and ensures their well-being; when people abhor tyranny and slaughter, Heaven punishes evil deeds.

So it's not that Heaven is heartless, it's that you simply don't understand that Heaven's benevolence comes from the well-being of the people!
His lips trembled slightly for a moment, then the old man abruptly lowered his head, avoiding Du Yuan's gaze that seemed to encompass the universe, and called out to his fellow cultivators:

"Fellow Daoists, today, let us join together to 'defeat the Heavens'!"

Such stubborn and inflexible words did not disappoint Du Yuan, but they almost made him laugh.

He had no expectations of these people, so he had no hopes for them at all.

But right now, do you think I'm the 'god'?
Do you want to die too slowly?

In an instant, a golden bull roared up from the ground beneath Kyoto. The old man with hair and beard as bright as stars stood atop it; this was his treasured possession—the ancient divine bull that had once defied capture by countless divine generals dispatched by the Heavenly Court!
According to his deduction, this object was probably created by heaven and earth to recognize the achievements of the ancient emperors Ji and Hua after they controlled the floods!

Overwhelming force, yet treated as ordinary!
"Fight to the death with me!!!"

Seeing him resolutely urge the divine ox to charge, the woman from Su'e Palace not only sacrificed her last glass bead, but also dragged her Su'e Palace into the mortal world.

First, she blessed the divine ox with glass beads, then she used the accumulated cultivation of Su'e Palace to smash it against Du Yuan.

Facing the three highest positions of the religion, if one does not fight to the death, there is absolutely no chance of survival!
After a brief hesitation, Prince Su first nodded to the sword-wielding elder standing before Du Yuan, then raised his hand, plunged it into his chest, and ripped out his heart, saying:

"The blood of the Human Emperor flows in my veins! The hatred for the murder of my daughter is irreconcilable! You old fool, today, I will exchange my heart's blood and flesh for your invincible Dao!"

The last human emperor had long since disappeared along with Zhou Shan, but the descendants of the human emperor did not disappear with him.

Prince Su and even that scoundrel Prince Wei, these later rulers almost all carried some trace of the Emperor's bloodline. As for their specific affiliation and the extent of their bloodline, that's another matter.

But they all do indeed possess the blood of the Human Emperor; after all, without the blood of the Human Emperor, one cannot be granted the title of king!
Prince Su, on the other hand, belonged to a relatively orthodox lineage.

Although they themselves were unsure whether their lineage's human emperor was Youchao, Banshan, or Pangyu.

Now he is trapped in a deadly situation, and his only beloved daughter has died tragically.

Prince Su chose to sacrifice his life almost without hesitation!
When the heart fell onto the head of the divine ox, the Prince Su, who was on his last breath, finally understood the origin of their lineage—it was actually Emperor Jihua!

Once the bloodline of the Human Emperor entered it, the divine ox transformed from its original crimson gold body into red copper, and its pupils gained countless sparkles.

Then, upon seeing that Prince Su was about to die, he charged furiously at Du Yuan.

The other cultivators also assisted from the sidelines, either by setting up great formations to bless the divine ox or by emptying their own resources in an attempt to interfere with Du Yuan.

Looking at the earth-shaking divine ox that came, and the Su'e Palace that looked like a giant star falling to earth.

Du Yuan first raised her hand and pressed down, forcefully stopping it from a distance. Then, with a grab, she caused the Su'e Palace to crumble before her.

The fierce attack had absolutely no effect!

They couldn't even force out a little bit of the opponent's supernatural abilities.

Despite this, the group of cultivators were not intimidated. Instead, they risked everything to try and hold back Du Yuan.

At that moment, Du Yuan heard a deafening roar behind her:

"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!!!"

The most coveted and most criticized move of the sword-wielding lineage, its most lethal strike, was finally unleashed by the old man wielding the sword.

The divine ox is both the auxiliary and the main force, but their true killing move is still the old man who is a sword cultivator.

After all, the most lethal force in the world has always belonged to the sword cultivator lineage!
The only way to overcome obstacles and defeat enemies has always been to rely on sword cultivators.

When Du Yuan turned around with a slight surprise.

Countless flying swords flew in from all directions, and then, on the old man's raised sword, they condensed into a giant sword that blotted out the sky!
The sword energy surged to the heavens, reminiscent of what was seen at the Sword Tomb in the past.

To prevent Du Yuan from dodging this sword.

Not only are the people driving the divine ox and the Palace Master of Su'e Palace recklessly burning their lifespans to transform into supernatural powers.

Even the previously unseen savage monkeys emerged from nothingness, wrapped in countless insects.

He exhausted all his energy just to throw a punch at him.

With this punch, the savage monkey felt as if it had returned to the past, when the Heavenly Court's Thunder Department ridiculed it and then challenged it to a high-level fist.

When it throws that punch, it doesn't think about anything else; all it feels is pure joy!

This punch is the same!

Du Yuan frowned slightly, and with the hand that had just crushed Su'e Palace, she raised her hand upwards and caught the barbarian monkey's Heaven-Asking Punch from a distance.

In the blink of an eye, even with the full support of his comrades, the wild monkey felt the force of the punches reverberating through his muscles and bones, engulfing his entire body.

If it hadn't been for the countless insects desperately holding it steady, it felt that its fist and entire arm would have been shattered.

Because of that punch, although it unleashed the most spirit it had ever shown in its life, it also felt as if it had struck another martial artist who was ten or even a hundred times more powerful than itself.

I can't bear it at all!
"Now, just this once!!! Pfft—!"

The only remaining member of the swarm who could still speak shouted this at the old man with the sword.

All that remained was the sound of vomiting blood.

Upon hearing this, the old man who had summoned the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin also sharpened his eyes and then swung his giant sword down from the sky.

"Zhouqu, attack the sky today!"

Seeing the Heaven-Slaying Sword falling towards her head, Du Yuan ignored it and instead looked down at her waist.

Then, he looked at the old man who had placed all his hopes on the sword with pity.

The next moment, the old man also showed despair on his face.

Because the Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin technique, which is supposed to summon all the flying swords in the world to borrow their power and generate tremendous killing power to defeat the enemy, couldn't even summon a sword right in front of him that no one was holding!

"We lost."

The Heaven-Slaying Sword still fell down upon him.

But this sword strike, which embodied all their hopes, failed to sever their path to survival.

Instead, the falling sword completely shattered the pitiful balance, causing all the participating cultivators to suffer severe injuries and be sent flying backwards.

Suddenly, a rain of immortals fell!

(End of this chapter)