Martial Arts Crossover: The Sweeping Monk of Wudang? That's our patriarch!

boom! ! !

The sword energy exploded, lightning flashed everywhere, and the shield shattered into pieces, turning into countless fragments flying everywhere.

He felt a pang of pain in his heart, but he couldn't care less about the damage to the magical artifact. A flash of spiritual light appeared in his hand, and a disc was already in his palm.

"cut!"

With a sharp shout, the disc flew out of his hand.

boom!!!

In mid-air, the disc suddenly disintegrated, transforming into countless crescent-shaped blades that swept across the sky and attacked Lin Daochen from all directions!

Lin Daochen remained calm, and with a flick of his sleeve—

Five elemental swords are drawn simultaneously!

In an instant, five-colored spiritual light intertwined to form a mountain, and a Five Elements Sword Mountain, condensed with sword intent, rose from the ground, its sealing power permeating the entire area.

The crescent-shaped blades that came hurtling towards them were suddenly stuck in the mud, their speed reduced drastically.

Immediately afterwards—

The five elements sword energy, as dense as rain, surged out and bombarded the crescent blades continuously, causing them to shake and tremble, almost falling to the ground.

Li Xiong's eyes turned cold, he snorted and flicked his fingertips, executing a remote control technique.

In an instant, all the blades swirled back and reassembled into a disc, spinning wildly like a meat grinder, forcefully breaking through the sword mountain's blockade and striking Lin Daochen's neck with the force of thunder!

Clang!

The Heavenly Prison Sword was drawn, and crimson lightning surged forth. A terrifying sword aura swept across the void, slashing fiercely at the spinning disc!

boom! ! !

The immense force collided, causing space to tremble. The disc was cleaved away by a single sword strike, its trajectory shifting several feet!

The next instant, Lin Daochen formed a hand seal on his palm—

Boom!!!

Thunderclouds surged in the void, and countless orbs of lightning materialized out of thin air, like a destructive meteor shower, crashing down on Li Xiong with immense force!

At the same time, a glint of light flashed in his left hand.

A figure suddenly appeared beside him.

"Taishu Yue?!"

Li Xiong recognized it at a glance, and was filled with shock and anger. His mind was shaken, and he was a beat too late to react.

By the time he came to his senses, the wave of lightning orbs was already right in front of him!

In a split second, he gritted his teeth and crushed the jade pendant at his waist—

boom!!!

A burst of blue light erupted, and a protective light shield instantly enveloped him.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

A series of rapid, drum-like impacts rang out, causing the light shield to tremble violently and crack in the blink of an eye, teetering on the brink of collapse.

In that brief moment of respite, Li Xiong had already summoned a magical artifact resembling a mirror.

Boom!!

A large burst of yellowish-brown light shot out from the mirror, crashing head-on into the thunder sphere like a sandstorm.

Where the light shone, the lightning ball's speed dropped drastically, as if it had sunk into an invisible quagmire.

Just as the situation was stabilizing slightly, Li Xiong was about to catch his breath—

Taishu Yue made a move.

The puppet body showed no emotion, raised its hand, and a large, golden net rose into the air and covered it!

"Taishu Yue! Have you gone mad?!"

Li Xiong roared, but his heart sank to the bottom.

Only then did he realize that Taishu Yue was not in good condition—he was no longer alive!

That golden net was the Black Gold Net, a powerful magic weapon that Taishu Yue had hidden away. Once trapped inside, even a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator would find it difficult to escape its restraints!

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Xiong unleashed his palm power—

*Thud!*

The mirror in his hand shattered in two, and another wave of earthy yellow light surged out, freezing the remaining lightning balls in mid-air!

Immediately afterwards—

boom!!!

He swayed and became a blur, narrowly escaping the range of the black gold net!

however--

Just as he steadied himself, the void on both sides suddenly split open!

Two chilling sword lights, like venomous snakes emerging from their holes, slashed ruthlessly!

Click!Click!

The sword flashed, piercing the body, and blood splattered.

Before Li Xiong could even utter a sound, he was slashed and fell to the ground, his tendons severed and his fighting ability completely lost.

Lin Daochen's lips curled up slightly, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

In a one-on-one fight, he might not be unable to kill Li Xiong, but he could never do it so decisively.

He strode forward, placed one hand on Li Xiongtian's head, and began searching his soul.

That last strike could have killed him instantly.

The reason we spared its life was for this very moment—to seize intelligence!

A moment later, the fragments of memory came together, and all the necessary information was in hand.

Lin Daochen's eyes turned cold, and he lightly raised the Heavenly Prison Sword.

Swah——

The sword flashed, and Li Xiong's head fell to the ground, lifeless.

At that very moment—

With two crisp cracking sounds, the seal on the Chaos Dao Book broke, and Li Hu and Li Bao instantly appeared, standing directly in front of Lin Daochen.

"Big brother!!"

Upon appearing, the two saw Li Xiong lying dead on the spot, his blood still warm, and immediately let out a mournful roar, their eyes turning bloodshot.

The next instant, hatred, like a knife, was firmly fixed on Lin Daochen.

however--

"Taishu Yue?!"

Their pupils constricted sharply. The figure standing frozen behind Lin Daochen was actually from the Taishu family? How could he be standing behind the enemy?

Startled, the two men looked closer and were suddenly shocked: "You actually dared to refine a member of the Taishu family into a puppet?! What audacity! Are you tired of living?!"

The Taishu family is a top-tier powerful clan in the Cangxuan Dynasty, with an immense foundation.

With a Nascent Soul Grandmaster in charge, two late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, three early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and dozens of Golden Core cultivators, the event was well-organized.

How could such a colossal creature be allowed to be offended by mere ants?

Even though Taishu Yue was only a collateral relative, he was still surnamed "Taishu"!

Turning him into a mindless puppet is tantamount to slapping Taishu's family in the face in public!

If this matter gets back, it will surely ignite a furious rage; wiping out your entire clan would be the least of my worries!

"Noisy."

Lin Daochen's eyes were cold and piercing. Too lazy to waste words, he made a hand seal and pointed at Li Hu from afar: "Void Exile!"

boom--!!!

Space shattered, a black hole suddenly appeared, and an invisible force suddenly pulled Li Hu into nothingness!

"Second Brother!!"

Li Bao's soul was scattered.

The change happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

Lin Daochen had already manipulated the Taishu Yue puppet, which surrounded them from the front and back.

He wasn't afraid of fighting alone, but a quick victory was the right way.

First, disable one person, then use numbers to defeat fewer, maximizing efficiency.

Among the three Li brothers, Li Xiong is the strongest, Li Hu is the second strongest, and Li Bao is the weakest.

Even Li Xiong couldn't withstand the combined attack for more than a few breaths, so what kind of trouble could Li Bao possibly cause?

A flash of sword light, and blood splattered three steps away.

Li Bao's head flew into the sky, while his body fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the battle was over.

The void rippled again, and Li Hu stumbled out in a sorry state, his face ashen.

Lin Daochen remained unmoved.

This move, "Void Exile," is still in its early stages for him.

They can only be temporarily exiled, not permanently banished.

When one's cultivation advances and the laws are perfected, a single finger will fall, and whoever is banished will be forever plunged into the void, with no way back!

And at this moment—

Li Hu stared at his third brother's corpse, his heart burning with rage, but he suppressed his emotions and forced himself to remain calm.

The situation has changed.

The opponent's strength was already superior to their own, and now they also have a puppet with late-stage Foundation Establishment power.

A direct confrontation would be certain death.

He refrained from reckless attacks and instead probed, "Who exactly are you? Do you know that we are from the Cangxuan Dynasty of the Spirit Realm?"

His tone was low, carrying a threat, but also leaving himself an escape route.

Lin Daochen glanced over indifferently: "I know. I also know you've come to seize the Nine Provinces Realm."

"You...are people from the Nine Provinces Realm?!"

Li Hu was taken aback, and his voice suddenly rose.

"Impossible! Isn't the Nine Provinces Realm a martial arts wasteland that has only recently recovered its spiritual energy? The cultivation tradition has been severed for thousands of years! Where did you get your lineage? How did you embark on the path of immortality?!"

He questioned him repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.

Lin Daochen sneered, "Why ask so many questions when you're about to die? Just go."

Before he finished speaking, the killing intent rose again.

"Wait!" Li Hu shouted urgently, "If you kill my three brothers, you will be making an enemy of the entire Cangxuan Dynasty! Can you bear the consequences?!"

boom!!!

The sword energy was like thunder, severing words and cutting off life.

Lin Daochen acted without hesitation.

Simultaneously, he telepathically transmitted the puppet's command: "Kill!"

Taishu Yue's eyes were empty as he lunged forward.

Verbal threats failed, so Li Hu gritted his teeth and had no choice but to fight back with all his might.

Despite his best efforts, all resistance seemed futile in the face of overwhelming strength.

In just a few rounds, Li Hu was killed by Lin Daochen with a single strike, without any suspense.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Daochen reached out and took off all the storage rings from the fingers of the three Li brothers, then casually put them into his own ring.

Thus, the three late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators sent by the Cangxuan Dynasty were completely wiped out.

The outcome of this battle is already decided.

As long as Lin Daochen takes action with Taishu Yue, this late-stage Foundation Establishment puppet, they can wipe out the entire scene in an instant.

But he didn't move.

He simply stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching Zhang Sanfeng and the others fight against the cultivators of the Cangxuan Dynasty.

True growth is never about preaching or reasoning, but about emerging from life-or-death struggles.

Lin Daochen was well aware of this. Today's chaotic battle was an excellent opportunity for real-world training—allowing top experts like Zhang Sanfeng, who originally came from the martial arts world, to personally experience the way real cultivators fought each other.

With him there to keep things under control, no one will die.

With his late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, he could turn the tide at any critical moment.

After observing for a moment, a hint of approval flashed in Lin Daochen's eyes.

Zhang Sanfeng, Wang Xianzhi, Li Chungang, Dugu Qiubai... they were all extraordinary individuals. Even those who were new to the path of immortality quickly grasped the rhythm after the adaptation period, each developing their own fighting style to gradually suppress their opponents.

What pleased him even more was that these people had begun to create their own techniques, no longer adhering to the few methods he had taught them.

This means that they have embarked on their own path to immortality.

As time went by, the battle quickly came to an end.

Zhang Sanfeng and the others swiftly and decisively killed their respective opponents.

Just as he was about to support his own Qi Refining stage disciples, Lin Daochen raised his hand to stop him.

"Let them fight it themselves."

The reason is as before—experience must be earned with blood.

Zhang Sanfeng and the others nodded upon hearing this, then stepped aside and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lin Daochen, quietly watching the battlefield.

At this moment, the Qi Refining cultivators of the Cangxuan Dynasty had already sensed something was wrong—all three Foundation Establishment elders had perished, and their soul lamps had gone out!

Fear spread like wildfire, and morale collapsed instantly.

On the other hand, the Nine Provinces Alliance was full of fighting spirit and had an invincible momentum.

With one side gaining and the other losing, the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

About half an hour later, the last trace of the enemy's presence vanished.

All the Qi Refining cultivators sent by the Cangxuan Dynasty were executed.

Lin Daochen spoke, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Take the storage rings of the people you killed."

"The loot belongs to the looter who kills the enemy solo; the loot is split equally between those who kill together."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes lit up.

Merit brings rewards. That's the driving force that motivates people to fight desperately.

Immediately, morale soared again.

Next came cleaning up the battlefield—looting the spoils, burning the corpses, leaving no trace.

As for the corpses of the three Li brothers, Lin Daochen did not take them with him.

The reason is simple: his divine sense is limited, and he can only control one late-stage Foundation Establishment puppet; he can't control even one more. As for others, they can't even control one.

"Back to headquarters."

At a command, everyone took to the air, transforming into streaks of light and heading straight for Jade Void Peak—the headquarters of the Nine Provinces Alliance.