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

Swish!Swish!Swish!

The sword light pierced the sun like a rainbow, and the sword intent was like an endless tide.

Lin Daochen slashed wildly with his sword, his mind surging with excitement and extreme pleasure.

The first two matches were nothing more than easy crushing victories, without any ripples.

Only now is his opponent a true threat—Donghuang Taiyi, who may be even stronger than him!

This is the kind of battle he craves!

The path to immortality is long, and one cannot reach the summit simply by shutting oneself in and cultivating in seclusion.

The struggle for resources, opportunities, and the ultimate principles is destined to be bloody and fierce.

True powerhouses not only possess extraordinary cultivation, but also require countless battles and trials by life and death. Otherwise, how could they survive the fierce battles on the path to immortality?

Even in this world of martial arts, he is the only immortal, destined to rule the world.

But his ambitions go far beyond this.

With his perception of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, even if he squeezed all the cultivation resources in the world dry, he could only reach the Nascent Soul realm at most.

His goal is to be immortal and transcend life and death!

The lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator is no more than a thousand years; ultimately, they cannot escape the cycle of reincarnation.

Only immortality is worthy of being called the ultimate goal of the "Tao"—this is his obsession.

The path to immortality is long and arduous, filled with countless tribulations and formidable enemies.

Every battle we fight now is paving the way to the summit.

Sword energy transforms into a surging river, sword shadows become leaping fish and dragons, and sword light streaks across the night sky like a shooting star!

The supreme mysteries of the Great Freedom Gengjin Sword were fully unleashed in his hands, reaching their fullest extent!

The surrounding heroes and warriors were mesmerized, as if they were witnessing an ancient battle between sword immortals.

The fiercer the fighting, the clearer Lin Daochen's mind became.

The spiritual energy flows like rivers flowing into the sea, becoming increasingly profound and harmonious.

The more we fight, the more exhilarating it becomes!

The long-dormant cultivation of immortality was honed in this ultimate duel, becoming ever more pure.

Combat experience was also accumulating rapidly, flooding into his mind like a tidal wave.

In an instant, his aura surged again, his fighting spirit soared to the sky, and his sword was as sharp as a blade that could cleave the heavens!

On the other side, Donghuang Taiyi's expression had long since changed from calm and composed to solemn and murderous as the battle progressed.

Later, the man who was originally confident and in control of the situation revealed an undisguised look of horror between his brows.

"This guy has fought two battles in a row, and his true energy is still so surging? What kind of attack method does he cultivate?"

Donghuang Taiyi was shocked.

Even if the Hundred-Loss Daoist and Shaolin Xuancheng weren't top-tier experts, they were still genuine immortals on land. For Lin Daochen to be completely unharmed and with his aura intact was simply unbelievable!

"Could it be... the 'Longevity Manual'?"

A thought flashed through his mind, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.

Only the legendary secret arts of immortals could have such a heaven-defying effect.

In an instant, greed, like a venomous snake, coiled around my heart.

If I could obtain this technique, wouldn't reaching the pinnacle of martial arts be just around the corner?

Not only was his true energy astonishing, but what truly chilled him to the bone was Lin Daochen's swordsmanship.

The sword intent was as agile as a swimming dragon, yet its killing intent was as intense as a sea of ​​blood, extremely sharp and incomparably domineering. No matter how many Yin-Yang School techniques he used, and how many killing moves he unleashed, they were all easily neutralized by that sword light.

"We can't afford to waste any more time."

Donghuang Taiyi's eyes turned cold, and he had already weighed the options in his mind.

It wasn't that they were afraid of a prolonged battle, but rather—there was Zhang Sanfeng, a powerful figure, eyeing them covetously above Wudang.

The longer it drags on, the more the other side recovers, and the more we suffer. If we end up losing in the end, wouldn't we become a laughing stock?

Once the mind is focused, the true energy within the body surges forth.

With a sudden horizontal slash of the purple blade in his right hand, he forced Lin Daochen back, while at the same time, his left hand erupted with a monstrous purple light!

In an instant, another exquisitely refined purple blade appeared in his palm.

combine!

With a sudden clap of his hands, the two purple blades merged into one, transforming into a massive blade of destruction, over ten feet in size. Its power surged, causing the heavens and earth to change color!

boom--!!!

As the slash landed, the void shattered, and the air surged, as if the heavens themselves had been cleaved into an abyss.

This is the true terror of the Yin-Yang School's "Gathering Qi into a Blade" technique!

The combined power of both hands doubles. Fifty percent of one's strength is condensed into a single blade; when the two blades are combined, the power becomes ten percent. With the amplification from the combined attack, it unleashes a power twenty times greater!

How terrifying!

Upon seeing this, the surrounding heroes all gasped in astonishment, their gazes fixed on Lin Daochen, their hearts filled with doubt and uncertainty: How could he possibly withstand this attack? Could he even manage it?

Lin Daochen raised his longsword lightly, the tip of the sword slicing through the void, outlining a trajectory that was difficult to describe.

boom!!!

A hundred-foot-long sword aura soared into the sky, as white as frost, carrying a world-destroying killing intent, and fiercely met the earth-shattering purple blade!

boom--! ! !

A deafening explosion ripped through the sky!

The sword energy clashed with the purple blade, both annihilating into nothingness.

Lin Daochen retreated more than ten steps, stepping into the void before finally regaining his footing.

Donghuang Taiyi merely swayed slightly on his shoulders, his robes fluttering in the wind.

Seeing this, the spectators shook their heads and sighed, "Master Dao Chen has amazed everyone, but unfortunately... he is still a step behind."

On the Wudang side, Zhang Sanfeng's face was ashen, his entire body brimming with power, ready to strike at any moment. Song Yuanqiao and the others held their breath, their palms sweating.

Master Kongzhi of Shaolin Temple, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, a slight smile playing on his lips. Seeing Lin Daochen being pushed to the back foot, he felt extremely pleased.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the entire venue fell into a deathly silence.

Instead of pressing his advantage, Donghuang Taiyi coldly spoke:

"Your swordsmanship is indeed amazing. In terms of sheer killing power, I have never seen anyone surpass you in my life."

He paused, then his voice turned chilling:

"But your skill is less than thirty percent of mine, so you are doomed to die today."

"hehe."

Lin Daochen chuckled lightly, his expression as indifferent as frost:

"You're overthinking it. Today, the one who deserves to die is you."

Before he finished speaking, his internal attack technique suddenly activated—the "Burning Spirit Explosion Technique"!

boom!!!

A violent aura surged from his body, soaring into the heavens and causing the stars to shift and the celestial phenomena to tremble!

In an instant, his cultivation level broke through two realms from the seventh level of Qi Refining, directly entering the ninth level of Qi Refining!

He had already seen through it during their exchange—

Once you reach the ninth level, and use your immortal killing techniques, Donghuang Taiyi will be nothing more than a skeleton in a tomb!

Since their first encounter, Lin Daochen had mastered the Great Freedom Gengjin Sword, and his combat experience had become as sharp as a blade. It was time to wrap things up—Donghuang Taiyi, it was time to make his move.

boom!!!

Once the barrier of the ninth level of Qi Refining was broken, Lin Daochen's aura suddenly surged, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, causing the world to change color.

His spiritual energy surged and roared like a tidal wave. The aloof and detached demeanor of a Daoist master vanished, replaced by a sharp and piercing aura. Lightning flickered in and out of his eyes, and he looked down upon all living beings as if a deity wielding divine punishment had descended to earth.

The onlookers felt a jolt in their hearts, and the moment their eyes fell upon him, they couldn't help but feel an urge to kneel and worship.

"What?! Dao Chen Zhenren can get even stronger? Was he hiding it all along?"

"This is terrifying... The unfathomable depth is beyond human comprehension!"

"Could it be... that he was practicing on Donghuang Taiyi the whole time? But Donghuang Taiyi is a veteran land-based deity!"

"As expected of Dao Chen Zhenren, his courage and wisdom are extraordinary, which gives him such confidence!"

The heroes of the martial world were filled with turbulent emotions, their blood boiling with excitement. This duel had only just begun!

On Mount Wudang, Zhang Sanfeng and the others relaxed slightly, a smile appearing on their lips.

In the Shaolin camp, Kongzhi and the others had ashen faces and were filled with shock and disbelief—they never expected that the situation would be reversed in an instant.

On the battlefield, Donghuang Taiyi stared at Lin Daochen for a long time before suddenly speaking in a cold voice: "This is not your true realm. Are you using a secret technique to forcibly elevate your cultivation?"

Having fought Lin Daochen for so long, he had already made a judgment about his strength.

"That's right," Lin Daochen readily admitted.

Since the outcome is already decided, Donghuang Taiyi is destined to perish at Wudang today. What difference does it make whether we speak or not?

This crisp and decisive response caused Donghuang Taiyi's pupils to shrink.

"Aren't you afraid I'll avoid the fight?" he sneered. "This tactic has a time limit. Once it's over, you'll be no match for me."

He wasn't just talking; he genuinely thought so. Even if he didn't believe Lin Daochen could really overpower him with his secret techniques, who would be willing to take the risk if they could win without a direct confrontation? Compared to Zhang Sanfeng, who was recovering, Lin Daochen was clearly more troublesome now.

Lin Daochen glanced at him indifferently, his tone calm yet sharp as a drawn sword: "To kill you, one move is enough."

The words fell silent, and no one breathed.

Donghuang Taiyi's face suddenly darkened. Having roamed the world for decades, who had ever dared to show him such contempt?

"Arrogant!" he laughed in fury. "Your swordsmanship is indeed formidable, but to think you can kill me in one move? Wishful thinking!"

"Come on—I want to see how you're going to kill me!"

"Okay." Lin Daochen replied with only one word, then flipped his wrist, and the Primordial Sword flashed and was put into his storage ring.

"Um?"

Donghuang Taiyi was stunned.

He didn't even see how the sword was sheathed. What's even stranger is—if you wanted to kill me in one move, why did you sheathe your weapon first?

Just as he hesitated, Lin Daochen's ten fingers flew, and a magic seal took shape.

Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Technique—Arise!

In an instant, everything changed.

The clear blue sky instantly shattered, and dark clouds, as black as ink, pressed down layer upon layer, obscuring the sun.

"What's going on?!"

Everyone looked up in horror. The celestial phenomena had changed, as if the end of the world was approaching.

Boom—Crack!

A bolt of lightning as thick as a mountain tore through the sky, transforming into a ferocious, roaring thunder dragon that, with the force to destroy the world, struck directly at Donghuang Taiyi!

Without hesitation, Donghuang Taiyi retreated rapidly, attempting to avoid the attack. However—

He had just regained his footing when the thunder dragon, like a shadow, caught up with him in an instant!

It was faster than a celestial tribulation, more like the Grim Reaper's scythe that had already locked onto its prey.

"That's impossible!"

Donghuang Taiyi's pupils shrank suddenly, and a huge wave of shock surged in his heart.

He had no idea that Lin Daochen's divine sense had already locked onto him the moment he cast the spell. No matter how he moved or shifted, he was under the cover of the lightning magic—there was nowhere to escape, nowhere to hide.

That bolt of lightning was destined to strike.

After dodging several times, Donghuang Taiyi finally realized: hiding was useless.

"Can't dodge?" His eyes turned cold, and he grinned maliciously. "Then take it head-on! I'll see if your little secret technique can withstand such heaven-defying power!"

"Once I break through this attack of yours, your soul will be annihilated!"

His murderous intent was like frost, sweeping over his entire body.

Once the thought was made up, there was no more hesitation.

boom--!

His inner energy erupted with a thunderous roar, his meridians surged like rivers, and his dantian erupted like a volcano. His ten fingers flew, forming hand seals with lightning speed, and he uttered a low shout:

"May your soul wander freely, like a dragon!"

This technique is a top-secret secret of the Yin-Yang School, his trump card for survival. Faced with Lin Daochen's bizarre and powerful move, only this method can offer a glimmer of hope for survival.

The moment the incantation was completed, golden light exploded.

Countless streams of dragon energy soared into the sky, intertwining and condensing in an instant into a majestic dragon. Its entire body was gilded, its scales and claws gleaming, its eyes like torches, and its roar shook the heavens!

"go!"

With a sharp shout, the golden dragon pierced the sky, hurtling straight towards the giant dragon formed from lightning with immense force.

Two dragons clash, piercing the sky.

In an instant, they collided violently in the center of the void!