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Huangjia Village:

"Who gave you permission to harm my junior brother?"

Just as the furious Huang Dalang charged toward Mo Lan, a figure suddenly appeared from the side, dressed in a white robe, black trousers, and old Beijing cloth shoes—it was Bai Daoran.

In his hand, he was holding Huang Er's head.

"Second brother, even you...!!"

Upon seeing this, Huang Dalang's eyes turned bloodshot, and he went mad, even his cultivation level increased by three points.

Name: Huang Dalang.

Danger Level: 3.999 (Calamity)

[Strength: A-rank.]

Speed: B-level.

[Physical condition: Grade A.]

[Spiritual Level: C]

[Charm: C-level]

Mo Lan was surprised when she saw the panel. She hadn't expected that the power of calamity could amplify the seeker of the law to such an extent.

"Junior brother, watch carefully."

Bai Daoran stretched his shoulders and stood in front of Huang Dalang.

"Let me demonstrate for you, Senior Brother: The third level of the Supreme True Dharma: True Qi Transforms Me."

"Okay!" Mo Lan nodded. This was a rare piece of practical experience.

Bai Daoran, who was in front of him, raised his hands, his whole body filled with true qi, and his short black hair instantly turned silver-white.

"Come!"

Bai Daoran grinned arrogantly, took Huang Dalang's attack head-on, and then punched him in the face with his other hand.

"thumping!!"

Huang Dalang's eyes rolled back as he was punched, and he was sent flying backward.

However, the place where Bai Daoran was hit by Huang Dalang was only affected by swirling clouds and mist, which returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

In fact, with Bai Daoran's speed, he could have dodged Huang Dalang's attack.

But he specifically wanted to demonstrate the "True Qi Transformation" of the Supreme Third Level to Mo Lan.

"Junior brother, the Qi cultivation method I practice can guide the direction and speed of objects it comes into contact with. In more scientific terms, it is gravity."

"In the state of True Qi transforming into me, my True Qi will also spread gravity to a radius of 100 meters centered on me."

"Within a radius of 100 meters, all objects will be affected by my gravity."

As he spoke, Bai Daoran lightly stomped his foot, and the ground beneath his feet instantly shot into the sky, turning into several earth spikes that pierced towards Huang Dalang.

The latter had no time to dodge and could only use his true qi to smash those earth spikes.

But what followed was Bai Daoran's sword kick, which was much faster and more powerful than any of the previous attacks.

The third level of the Supreme Righteous Dharma, "True Qi Transformation into Self," endowed Bai Daoran with a True Qi body that could ignore physical attacks.

As long as his internal energy doesn't run out, even if his head and heart are shattered, he can repair himself in the blink of an eye.

This is the source of the Taichu Sect's confidence, and the reason why they have been able to stand firm in the Ancient Heavenly River for thousands of years.

The two quickly engaged in combat.

"Damn it... there's absolutely no chance!!"

Huang Dalang was beaten so badly by Bai Daoran that he was powerless to fight back and didn't even have the ability to escape.

The gravity emanating from Bai Daoran kept him firmly locked in place, so much so that to outsiders, it looked as if Huang Dalang had deliberately run into Bai Daoran's fist.

Bang bang bang! !

Punch after punch, leaving Huang Dalang breathless.

"This can't go on!"

He suddenly bit his tongue, unleashing all his power and concentrating it in his palm, intending to launch a sneak attack on Bai Daoran.

Supreme Breaking Fist!

However, Bai Daoran was much faster than him. After noticing the calamity in the opponent's hand, he struck Huang Dalang in the chest with a Breaking Fist.

"puff!!"

Huang Dalang's chest caved in instantly, and his ribs and internal organs were completely shattered by the subsequent explosion of Qi.

He crashed into the tree trunk behind him, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was no longer able to fight.

If it weren't for wanting to get some information, Bai Daoran would have punched him to death long ago.

For true geniuses, fighting against opponents of the same level is nothing more than crushing weaker ones; defeating enemies of a higher level is the norm.

"How about it, junior brother? Isn't your senior brother handsome?"

Bai Daoran put one hand on his hip, wiped a stray hair from his forehead, and turned to look at his junior brother behind him.

Mo Lan immediately raised her hand and clapped:

"Impressive, no wonder you're my senior brother!"

Bai Daoran chuckled, quite pleased with his junior brother's admiration.

Gu Qingli, sword in hand, began questioning Huang Dalang: "Who taught you the cultivation method of the Calamity Force?"

Huang Dalang grinned weakly, revealing his blood-stained, yellow teeth: "Do you think I'd say that?"

"Hehe, Taichu Sect... You can't stop the trend of the world, let alone stop that great man's millennium plan."

"Second brother, third brother, I've come to join you!"

He suddenly shouted, his entire body twisting with evil energy, causing red cracks to appear on his body.

"retreat!"

Gu Qingli controlled the wind and instantly carried away the surrounding disciples.

boom!!

Huang Dalang self-destructed, and the dark red calamity instantly swept in all directions, annihilating trees and houses.

Bai Daoran stood in front of Mo Lan, gently raising his hand to create a Qi shield that blocked all the explosions.

By the time the explosion subsided, the area around Huang Dalang had been razed to the ground.

"Is this the power of calamity? Even in death, there is no peace." Mo Lan squinted at the scene.

He became somewhat curious about that demonic calamity.

According to the records of the Primordial Gate, the Demon God Huo'en was an almost immortal being who caused enormous damage to the Ancient Heavenly River Realm during the first war between humans and demons.

The Heavenly River Seekers, led by Suichen, fought almost an entire generation before finally annihilating the opponent's true form once.

But if there is enough evil, He will come back again.

Mo Lan recalled the records about the Second Civilization War. What was the relationship between this calamity and those monstrous beasts from the depths of the Pacific Ocean?

The human alliance of later generations finally wiped out the Beast Clan by beheading their queen.

"Tsk, not a single piece of information. I should have just punched him to death. Self-destruction would have been too good for him."

As Bai Daoran spoke, he released the True Qi Transformation from me.

Gu Qingli then instructed her disciples to take the bodies of Huang Er and Huang San back to the sect.

During this time, they also encountered Qin Baichuan, who came to provide support. They breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that everyone was alright.

He then learned from Bai Daoran and Gu Qingli that Mo Lan had killed Huang San all by herself, which shocked him.

Although Huang San lost an arm to Gu Qingli, this was enough to prove that Mo Lan's strength far exceeded that of his peers.

Keep in mind that he has only been learning the basics for a week.

Soon, the Taichu Sect defined the matter of the three ghosts of the Huang family with a simple eight-character phrase: "Disaster of the sect, wicked beasts, returning with renewed fury."

He sent his disciples to deliver the letter to various sects, spreading the word and reminding each sect to keep a close watch on their disciples and to prevent them from falling into the trap of disaster.

Following closely behind was the Ten Thousand Buddhas Gate.

The next day, a traveling monk came to Taichu Gate, requesting an audience with Lin Jianwei, and told them about the recent events that had occurred at Wanfo Temple.

"Has your Wanfo Temple also recently discovered instances of wicked cultivators causing trouble?"

Qin Baichuan was greatly shocked.

The traveling monk nodded: "Amitabha, Master Lin, our abbot believes that with chaos approaching and the grand gathering taking place, we should intensify our investigation into the scourge."

"To prevent those with ulterior motives from disrupting the conference."

Lin Jianwei nodded: "I agree with your abbot's idea. The level of security for this conference should indeed be increased."

"In addition, people from Baihong will also be participating in this Ancient Dharma Realm Conference, so we should also be prepared."

The venue for the Ancient Dharma Realm Conference has been decided, and this time it will be hosted by Wanfo Temple.

The traveling monks' arrival can also be seen as a notification to everyone that their venue has been prepared.

All sects and factions can set off tomorrow.

Mo Lan sat next to Bai Daoran on a futon and calculated the time upon hearing this.

According to later records, this is the early stage of the Second Civilization War, and the monstrous beasts only appear intermittently in the coastal areas of various countries, harassing cities.

This ancient Dharma assembly in history seems to be the last one, as it was never held again after the outbreak of the full-scale war of civilizations.

Because Mo Lan's era is quite far removed from the present, many records are unclear.

He had no idea what would happen at this ancient magic world conference.

Given the nature of games of fate, it's not impossible that they might release a terrifying monster for players to fight.

It's a historical version, but it doesn't necessarily mean it has to follow historical events.

To be honest, Mo Lan is really impatient now; Huang San alone is not enough to satisfy him.