I've already become an immortal lord, and only now is the spiritual energy reviving?

The sky shattered, and the sea of ​​clouds churned.

High in the heavens, the pursuit is fierce.

Huayaotang...

Within the gale-force winds, Wen Xianyun stood with his dragon head held high, his gaze chilling.

The situation in Blackwater is far more chaotic than expected.

It is no secret that the two reclusive Foundation Establishment elders of the sect were stationed in Blackwater City to oversee the old ghost of the Wang family, as ordered by the sect leader.

Today, Erxiu not only appeared at Huayaotang, but also lent his sword intent to the old gatekeeper, and even left behind the [Listening to Bamboo Order].

On what grounds?

Lang Che's erratic and capricious behavior is tolerable.

Elder Zhuxuan is known for his conservative nature and his inability to tolerate injustice, yet he is willing to endorse outsiders.

"Could it be that Huayaotang is a spy planted by the sect leader's faction?"

My thoughts raced.

Although the Wen family held real power, the true orthodoxy of the Imperial Sword Sect ultimately rested in the hands of the person who had gone into seclusion.

If this is true, Xu Sixing's so-called "seeking a better job" is probably not just a simple defection, but more like a harbinger of a purge of the Wen family's power.

Just as he was pondering this, the purple lightning bolt ahead suddenly veered off course, its sharp point pointing towards the rolling mountains to the north.

"Qinglu Mountain?" 』

The dragon's eyes contracted.

That's the territory of Guanhua Gate.

He still remembered Huayangzi's fawning face with its wrinkles, and the generous offerings presented every year.

A vassal state that blindly obeys orders and is solely driven by profit.

One side harbors ulterior motives and uses this opportunity to turn the tables.

What was Xu Sixing's purpose in going there?

Is this an attempt to shift the blame eastward? Or is it a vain attempt to use a motley crew to shield them from disaster?

Doubts arose, but vanished in an instant.

No matter how much you scheme, before absolute power, you are nothing but a clay chicken and a tile dog.

[Dui Ze Cast Dao Seal].

With the protection of a spiritual artifact, unless a Foundation Establishment cultivator personally visits, he can roam freely within the Qinglu Mountain territory.

When thoughts are clear, gloom dissipates.

The divine thought enters the sea of ​​consciousness, gently touching the suspended jade seal.

"Senior Shenjin, thank you for your trouble."

Deep within his consciousness, the dozing beast, Shenjin, sensed the exhilaration of the Wen family bloodline swooping down from the clouds to hunt, and lazily opened its eyes.

Roar!

A silent roar stirred the soul.

The present world.

The cloud dragon that Wen Xianyun transformed into had a misty cloud aura around its body, like molten iron being poured.

The scales rose, solidifying from the void, transforming into a chilling, menacing metal, its edge sharper than a knife, reflecting a cold light under the sun.

The dragon's head is now majestic, no longer a cloud of mist, but a raging metal dragon covered in heavy armor with menacing fangs.

With a deafening roar, a violent surge of air compressed the golden-armored dragon, tearing through the sky with the power to crush everything in its path. It surged ahead, frantically closing the distance between itself and the lightning.

......

In front.

A chill ran down my spine, as if prickled my skin.

Without even turning around, one could tell from the sharp, metallic aura that cut through skin that the evil star behind him was truly enraged.

"This guy... he really drinks spiritual energy like water?!"

Xu Sixing cursed inwardly, clenching his teeth, and had no choice but to squeeze his meridians again to accelerate the purple lightning.

As he flew away, a surge of bitterness welled up in his heart.

Although both are disciples of the Imperial Sword lineage, they are worlds apart.

Look at Wen Xianyun.

The [Dui Ze Zhu Dao Yin] combines offense and defense, while the [Yun Zhe Wu Suo Lou] traps and imprisons.

Wearing a simple robe, he was probably wearing a specially made protective item by his elders.

Looking back at ourselves?

Apart from his natal magic sword [Qi Zhe], he couldn't find a single decent item on his body to make a good impression.

Who would believe that?

A true disciple of a prestigious immortal sect, yet so penniless.

Although he had guidance from the remnant soul of an elder who called himself "Master Zhu Ming" in his sea of ​​consciousness, he had no lack of vision and methods.

Unfortunately, the cultivation method is picky.

The "Thunderous Enlightenment Sword Manual" cultivates the "Innate Pure Yang Thunder Qi" and nourishes the "Awakening of Insects and Exorcising Evil Sword".

This method is domineering and xenophobic.

The lightning and sword are both magical artifacts, and acquiring them would not only render them useless, but would also cause them to be shattered by the spiritual energy within the body, which would perceive them as "impurities."

If you want to find a suitable artifact embryo that can support lightning cultivation and carry sword essence?

It's as difficult as climbing to heaven.

For example, rare and precious materials such as "lightning-struck wood" and "wind-struck bamboo" were controlled by the Wen family.

Even if there were any stock, that spoiled brat would have squandered it long ago, there wouldn't be any for him.

"The poor cultivate magic, the rich refine weapons; the ancients were right."

Xu Sixing wiped away the bloodstains scraped off his cheek by the fierce wind, his eyes revealing an even greater ruthlessness.

What does it matter if there are no magical instruments?

Sword cultivators can break through all laws with a single sword strike.

If we can find a glimmer of opportunity at Qinglu Mountain to help him build his foundation and achieve success, we can summon the spring thunder to cleanse his sword.

At that time, I'll take care of the Golden Dragon Mudfish with a single sword strike!

.....

In front of Guanhua Hall, there is a bluestone square.

A somber atmosphere pervaded the air.

The mountain-protecting formation was fully activated, with a cyan light curtain inverted over the main peak, runes flowing, ready to fight.

Hua Yangzi held the jade token in his hand, stood atop the array pivot, looked up at the sky, and had a solemn expression.

At the edge of the sky.

One purple and one gold, like comets striking the moon, accompanied by low rumbles and sharp whistles, rapidly approached.

Even before it arrived, the spiritual pressure caused ripples to spread across the light barrier.

"Master...Master, what is that? An enemy attack?!"

Fu Yunzi, dressed in a fiery red robe, was ashen-faced and trembling.

He is indeed the leader of a faction, and because he has seen the world, he understands better how to seek advantage and avoid harm.

The oppressive aura emanating from the two celestial cultivators was ten times stronger than that of the strongest demonic beast they had ever encountered!

"A great cultivator... a true half-step Foundation Establishment cultivator, perhaps even stronger!"

Han Moyu gripped the battle flag tightly, his knuckles turning blue, and his voice trembled slightly.

These so-called late-stage Qi Refining experts are nothing but chickens and dogs in front of such an existence.

"What are you afraid of! We're not all dead yet!"

Hua Yangzi turned around and shouted angrily.

Where is the General Affairs Hall?

"Your disciple... is here!"

"Have the common people of the towns below the mountain retreated into the 'Thousand Caves'?"

Thousand Caves is a giant underground refuge built by Shu Yan in the past, under the guise of repairing the mine, by hollowing out the mountain.

It is large enough to accommodate thousands of ordinary people for ten days.

That's what we're trying to prevent from happening today.

When gods clash, mortals suffer.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader! The alarm bell rang, and all mortals entered the cave. The Dragon-Slaying Stone has already fallen!"

"Excellent! Yan'er's calculations are truly flawless!"

Hua Yangzi felt somewhat more at ease, with no more worries, and straightened his back a little, but his expression was still complicated, and his anxiety was hard to hide.

Shuihua Cave is filled with cold air, and frost and ice have formed.

Danxia Peak is engulfed in flames, billowing thick smoke.

"Yan'er, you simpleton..."

"This old man of mine can only protect you for a while at best. Whether you can overcome that hurdle depends entirely on your own destiny."

He was as clear-headed as a mirror.

The two evil gods in the sky, whether passing by to engage in magical combat or specifically targeting Guanhua Gate, came together to fight.

Once it falls, the great formation will be unable to withstand it.

The only hope lies in the two secluded retreat sites that frantically absorb and release the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Those who do not reach the Foundation Establishment stage will remain mere ants.

.....

"Here it comes, here it comes."

On the map, the gold and blue dot is just a short distance from Guanhua Gate, and it looks like it's about to collide with it.

At the foot of the main peak of Qinglu Mountain.

The small icon representing [Shuihua Cave] has long lost its original deep blue appearance and turned silver-white, with the halo expanding and contracting, becoming dazzlingly bright.

Let's look at the other end, the [Molten Pool].

The small red flame representing the Qi Refining stage had turned into thick, dark gold magma, thrashing about at the edge of the icon, on the verge of bursting.

[Status: Breakthrough imminent (99%)]

Steady!

If this still doesn't work, I'll write my name Qingyuan backwards!

Beside Chai Wu, Qin Ranqing's icon also changed.

A vibrant green vine clings tightly to a large mountain.

It uses the body's vital energy and blood to nourish itself.

The vines seemed to have gilded themselves, and their aura surged from the ninth level of Qi Refining, almost reaching the threshold of Foundation Establishment.

Chai Wu, that blockhead, is usually so quiet you won't utter a sound, but when it really matters, he's got some skills.

"Great job! You deserve a huge credit!"

Once this bet is won.

Guanhua goalkeepers will have three newly promoted foundation-level players!

Adding to this, the "Thunder Magic Foundation Establishment Seed" was forced to take refuge when someone held a knife to his neck.

With this lineup, even if the Imperial Sword Sect, which has accumulated years of experience in Foundation Establishment, were to personally come, the Guanhua Sect would have the confidence to negotiate.

"Come on, Young Master Wen."

"Xu Sixing has set up the stage for you, and you're ready to sing the painted-face role now."

"As for those two old guys huddled around the map watching the show..."

Out of the corner of my eye, I glanced at the motionless, bright yellow dot in the corner.

A meaningful, wicked smile appeared on Qingyuan's face.

"Did you think buying a VIP ticket would make you a judge pontificating on everything?"

"Once you're on my plate, you'd better play your part as an actor."

"The grand show begins!"