Xuanjian: Jade True Sword Immortal, my Dao Wisdom keeps increasing.

As time went by, more and more monks gathered on the mountaintop.

Jiang Heqian, holding the Mingyu Sword, silently surveyed his surroundings, distinguishing each of the cultivators atop the mountain.

Tang Shedu of Qingchi Sect, carrying a golden halberd and dressed in a black robe, stood tightly in front of the young man in a white robe, protecting him completely.

The young man in white robes was Yu Muxian, who possessed fragments of the Immortal Mirror.

The Li family of Wangyue entered Qingsong Cave Heaven this time to kill Yu Muxian and seize the fragments of the Immortal Mirror.

On the other side of the mountaintop, Situ Chen, the young master of the Tangjin Sect, was dressed in a golden Taoist robe, holding a blood-red knife in each hand, with red and black flames burning fiercely on his body. He was glaring angrily at the young man holding a copper bowl beside him.

Miao Ye raised the bronze bowl in his hand, and purple-black lightning crackled. He sneered and glared back at Situ Chen without caring at all.

Li Xuanfeng narrowed his eyes, scanning Situ Chen and Miao Ye back and forth, his thoughts a mystery.

Jiang Heqian glanced around and saw that many cultivators were eager to make a move. Then he paused and noticed a man in a red and black Taoist robe with a token-shaped magic weapon hanging from his waist glaring at him.

Wearing red and black robes and carrying token-shaped ritual implements, they are clearly from Chijiao Island in the East China Sea.

Several years ago, Jiang Heqian killed Guo Hong'er, a cultivator from the Guo family on Chijiao Island, at Xianhu Lake. He held a grudge against him.

Jiang Heqian calmly swept his gaze over the group, inwardly sighing:

"I was tricked by the Purple Mansion, which forced me to kill Guo Hong'er, needlessly offending Red Reef Island. I'll put this debt on Chunyi Dao's head for now, and you'll have to repay it with a Taiyin spiritual object later. I'm currently in need of a Taiyin spiritual object to enhance my Dao wisdom."

The cultivators on the mountaintop, each with their own thoughts, waited in silence.

After an unknown amount of time, a young man dressed in white emerged from the clouds. Ignoring the [Great Abyss Wind], he calmly rode the wind atop the clouds, and bowed, saying:

"My name is Xiu Yuezong Nianyi. I observe that most of the fellow Daoists from various immortal sects have arrived. I propose that we, from several superior sects, join forces to open the formation first."

Xiu Yue Sect is renowned and is the head of the three sects in Yue Kingdom, enjoying high prestige.

Nian Yi's words left all the cultivators present speechless.

At this moment, several cultivators stepped forward and shouted:

"Jin Yuzong, Zhang Yun."

"Qingchi Zongtang Shedu, Yumu Xian."

"Changhuai Mountain, Qingzhuo".

Qing Zhuo, holding the token, rose into the air, surveyed the cultivators below, and said coldly:

"The items in this hall should rightfully be taken by my Qingsong Dao lineage. Fellow Daoists from overseas and Jiangbei, please go outside the hall; perhaps you can find the treasures you desire."

As soon as the words were spoken, most of the cultivators on the mountaintop showed disappointment and flew out of the hall, avoiding the [Chongyuan Wind].

Seeing that Cheng Gao, Lin Chengsheng, and the others beside him were calmly waiting in place, Jiang Heqian simply stood there and waited as well.

The six jade boxes in the Chongming Hall had already been distributed among the various parties, and it was not up to outsiders to interfere and seize the treasures.

Qingzhuo, who was riding the wind and floating among the clouds, saw that most of the cultivators on the mountaintop had left. He then raised his hands and offered up the grayish-blue token.

The token of Qing Changhuai, one of the six sons of Chongming.

The great array in front of the hall vanished completely with a gentle flash of magical light.

Yu Xiuxian, who had been dead in the hall for a long time, instantly transformed into golden sparrows, circling and flying in the sea of ​​clouds. The pale blue sword stuck in his chest flew up into the sky on its own, full of spirit, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The other person who died instantly shattered into blood-red jade beads, which rolled all over the hall.

The treasures on the high platform in the hall twisted and turned, transforming into various colored lights full of spiritual power, and flew out of the hall.

In an instant, various colors of magical light flashed in the hall, and a group of cultivators, eyeing the treasures, rushed to grab them on the wind.

Not to be outdone, Jiang Heqian spotted a prayer mat and chased after it on the wind.

He activated the "White Jade Movement Technique" with all his might, his figure flashed a few times, and with a hand seal, he put the futon into his storage bag.

At this moment, a flash of purple light appeared, and a huge bronze bowl with purple current flowed out, smashing towards Jiang Heqian.

Miao Ye, wielding the bronze alms bowl, shouted arrogantly:

"I'll take this cushion."

Seeing this, Jiang Heqian dared not be careless. He fully activated his Immortal Foundation [Jade Court General], turning his entire body into jade. With a flick of his wrist, dozens of sword energies shot out, striking the bronze bowl magic artifact with flowing purple current, producing a series of crisp clanging sounds.

Miao Ye's expression changed upon seeing this. He instantly abandoned his contempt, his figure flashed with purple light, and the thunderous sound of his immortal foundation [Tianming Strategy] rolled. Under the enhancement of the thunderous sound, the bronze bowl magic weapon grew to the size of a pavilion in a few breaths and smashed fiercely towards Jiang Heqian.

It's just a precious prayer mat; they'd kill you on sight.

Jiang Heqian's face was ashen, and he barely suppressed the urge to kill Miao Ye with a single sword strike, using the Jade True Body Technique to dodge.

Miao Ye wanted to use the same trick again, but suddenly his expression changed and he transformed into a streak of purple light to dodge.

Two blood-red blades, wreathed in red and black flames, grazed Miao Ye's scalp.

"Situ Chen, you despicable villain!" Miao Ye roared angrily.

Situ Chen sneered. His body was covered in red and black flames, and his immortal foundation, [Flame Crow], emitted billowing black smoke. He wielded two blood-red magic weapons and instantly began fighting Miao Ye.

Jiang Heqian remained expressionless, turned around, and rode away on the wind, not wanting to get entangled with the two.

The Miao people's Taoist lineage in the South China Sea is related to the Demon Thunder True Lord, and Situ Chen and Li Xuanfeng have a great karmic connection.

He didn't want to get involved with either of them.

Outside the hall, various colored lights flickered, and magical artifacts flew about, creating a chaotic scene.

Amidst the chaos, a mirror-shaped magical artifact flew out, its purple-gold light dazzlingly bright. The moment this artifact appeared, it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The cultivators fighting in mid-air paused for a moment, and within a few breaths, they all made their moves to snatch it.

A young man dressed in black, wielding a long golden hammer, shouted:

"Don't try to take this from me, I'll take it."

A gray fire serpent shot out from the token at his waist, baring its fangs and claws, and repelled the cultivators who were attacking him.

The Six Ding Fire Order.

Destiny dictates a life of hardship and misfortune.

Jiang Heqian raised an eyebrow upon seeing this, secretly chuckling to himself:

"That kid, Tu Longjian, nicknamed Xuanjian Xiao Yan, is destined for greatness. He has constant opportunities on his cultivation path and is very likely to attain the Dao of the Peony Flame..."

In this era, those cultivators from a few major lineages have the highest chance of achieving enlightenment through cultivation.

Muhuo is one of them.

In this world, water and fire are flourishing, and the position of the male fire element is already established. If one cultivates diligently, the chances of attaining the remaining position of the male fire element are still very high.

Just as the cultivators were locked in a fierce battle, a dazzling pillar of light appeared in the distant west, instantly conjuring up various golden and stone illusions.

A melodious bell rang out from the Chongming Hall.

Jin Yi Taiyuan Zhenjun took action and seized the magic weapon [Silent Bell].

The cultivators outside the hall were caught off guard, their eyes stinging from the dazzling golden light, and tears streamed down their faces.

Jiang Heqian knew this in his heart, but he did not try to avoid it in advance. At this moment, his eyes were burning with pain, and his vision was blurred.

When the True Lord made his move, the cultivators outside the hall were unaware of it, so there was no reason for them to hide in advance.

Taiyuan Zhenjun took away the [Silent Bell] to give Zhang Qiushui a more aura of enlightenment.