Chapter 354

The Great Divine Ability of Subduing Dragons and Tigers!

It was Li Zhangsheng who had struck.

"What is th—"

Before the Heishan Old Demon could finish, with a hum, that hand condensed from demonic energy instantly collapsed. Along with the Heishan Old Demon himself, he was shattered in an instant, limbs broken, eyes wide open, seemingly dying with deep resentment.

Swish!

A black ray suddenly emerged, divine ability power swirling, and a phantom similar to the Heishan Old Demon stepped out from between his brows, heading toward the Far North.

"A demon soul?!"

Li Zhangsheng exhaled lightly. Without any movement, the void exploded, and that demon soul phantom instantly dissipated.

He carried the head of the Heishan Old Demon by his side and turned to leave.

Mount Wudang, Taihe Palace.

Although this was the day before Zhang Sanfeng's hundredth birthday, many figures had already gathered at Wudang; the Shaolin, Emei, Kunlun, Kongtong, and other sects had all arrived one after another.

The next day, Zhang Sanfeng came out of seclusion, pushed open the door to the secret chamber, and saw Zhang Cuishan's family, who had been waiting outside the whole time.

"Master!"

Seeing Zhang Sanfeng's figure, Zhang Cuishan was overcome with emotion; he knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

Yin Susu, behind him, pulled Zhang Wuji along to kowtow as well.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"It is good that you have returned! It is good that you have returned!"

Zhang Sanfeng was happy in his heart, his eyes misty. On his hundredth birthday, seeing his most beloved disciple return—what gift could be better than this?!

"Master! This is my wife, Yin Susu, and my son, Zhang Wuji!"

Zhang Cuishan pulled Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji over to introduce them to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Good! Once you have entered Mount Wudang, you are family!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly. Although he knew Yin Susu was a member of the Ming Sect, he held no prejudice whatsoever.

"Your name is Wuji?! What a well-behaved child!"

Zhang Sanfeng patted Zhang Wuji's head, his heart filled with deep emotion.

The group chatted for a while longer before walking outside and arriving at the Taihe Palace.

At this very moment, Song Yuanqiao, Yu Daiyan, and the others, along with a crowd of Wudang disciples, had already been waiting for a long time.

"Congratulations to Master on your hundredth birthday! May Master's fortune be as vast as the East Sea and your life as long as the pines on the Southern Mountains!"

Zhang Cuishan, leading Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji, returned to the side of those left at Wudang and, together with the crowd of Wudang disciples, rose to offer their congratulations to Zhang Sanfeng.

"Good, good, good!"

Zhang Sanfeng's face showed gratification; looking at his disciples, he couldn't help but beam with joy.

Subsequently, Song Yuanqiao and the others presented their congratulatory gifts one after another.

Following that, it was the turn of Yu Xingrui from the Liyang Wudang, along with several disciples; other Daoist sects on good terms with Wudang also presented gifts to show their congratulations.

"Congratulations to Uncle-Master (True Person Zhang) on your evergreen longevity and shattering the void!"

"You are all very kind!"

Zhang Sanfeng responded with a smile, pulling everyone over to exchange pleasantries one by one, leaving no one out.

"Yin Tianzheng of the Ming Sect pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

Just then, a voice resounded through heaven and earth, shaking the entire Wudang Sect.

"Yin Tianzheng, the White-Browed Eagle King of the Ming Sect?!"

The expressions of the crowd changed slightly, and they couldn't help but look toward Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu.

"It is Father who has come!"

Yin Susu's heart stirred with anticipation; she had not seen her father for a long time.

"So it is my in-law who has arrived!"

"Cuishan! Why don't you go and welcome him!"

Zhang Sanfeng turned his gaze toward Zhang Cuishan.

"Yes!"

Zhang Cuishan responded and, taking Yin Susu and Zhang Wuji, walked outside. Soon, he led the group from the Ming Sect inside.

The Ming Sect member at the very front was tall and imposing, with a tiger-like presence. Between his brows, two white eyebrows extended down his cheeks, giving him an air of natural authority that did not require anger to be felt.

Not long after the Ming Sect members were seated, more voices arrived.

"Shaolin pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Kunlun pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Emei pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Sun Moon Divine Sect pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Hulong Shanzhuang pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Yuanyue Shanzhuang! Demon Blade Ding Peng pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Jingnian Zen Monastery pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"Cihang Jingzhai pays a visit to the mountain! Congratulations to True Person Zhang on your longevity matching the heavens!"

"..."

Voice after voice arrived, one after another.

Group after group of people walked in.

Not only were there major sects from within the Great Ming, but even sects from other countries had sent people to attend.

"The Great Ming's Hulong Shanzhuang?! True Person Zhang is truly highly regarded by the Ming Emperor!"

"Shaolin has come too?! They have actually come as well?!"

"This is not the Northern Shaolin of the Great Song! It is the Southern Shaolin of the Great Ming! Led by the Southern Shaolin Abbot, Master Fazhao, along with Master Xuancheng, and masters like Duer, Tribulation Crossing, and Dunan?! Hiss! Are these all... experts of the Land Immortal Realm?!"

"Five Land Immortals?! Has this Southern Shaolin emptied its entire nest...?"

"Heh! Do you think it's just the Southern Shaolin?! Don't forget the Kunlun, Emei, Kongtong, and other sects! Oh! Right, there's also the Jingnian Zen Monastery, Cihang Jingzhai... although these are sects from the Great Sui, they are all Buddhist sects... who is to say they won't become enemies with Wudang because of the Dragon-Slaying Saber?!"

"This... this... could it be that the Buddhist sects are joining forces against Wudang?! Could they be planning to besiege Wudang?!"

"Hard to say! Hard to say! Let's watch the show! Let's watch the show!"

"..."

Seeing one great figure of the martial arts world after another, and the arrival of many Land Immortal Realm experts, the crowd of martial artists couldn't help but grow excited, exclaiming aloud with bright eyes, looking as if they were ready to watch the drama unfold.

"Many thanks to you all!"

Zhang Sanfeng returned the salute slightly.

He knew these people had come with ill intent, and he had guessed that Zhang Cuishan's return would bring many sects to their doorstep... Zhang Sanfeng had actually anticipated all of this.

But what he had not expected was the arrival of the Great Sui's Jingnian Zen Monastery and Cihang Jingzhai; the Great Han's Baima Temple; and the Mongol Yuan's Jin Gang Gate, Tantric Sect, and other Buddhist experts, one by one.

If anyone were to say that the arrival of these Buddhist experts had nothing to do with the Southern Shaolin, I fear no one would believe it.

If it weren't for the fact that the Northern Shaolin of the Great Song had been subdued by Li Zhangsheng, I fear the Northern Shaolin would have made an appearance this time as well.

"True Person Zhang!"

"Today is your hundredth birthday! By rights, we should not stir up trouble!"

"Even if there is an issue, we should at least wait until after this day!"

"However, the people of the Ming Sect are our enemies, and they have stirred up countless wars in the martial arts world!"

"Especially the Golden-Haired Lion King, Xie Xun, who has committed countless evils, is stained with blood, and his crimes are so heinous that they cannot be fully recorded!"

"I have heard that True Person Zhang's fifth disciple, Zhang Wuxia, has returned from overseas; surely he must know the whereabouts of that Xie Xun!"

"Therefore, I ask Zhang Wuxia to tell us, where is that Xie Xun... now?!"

As the words fell, Master Fazhao of the Southern Shaolin turned his gaze, which flashed like lightning, toward Zhang Cuishan, his presence naturally imposing!

The moment Master Fazhao's words fell, those who held a grudge against Xie Xun roared and shouted aloud, "We ask Zhang Wuxia to tell us! Where is Xie Xun?!"

In the Taihe Palace, hundreds of people shouted in unison, deafening, as if they were about to overturn the entire Wudang Sect.

In an instant, the atmosphere in the great hall became heavy, and it grew so silent that even a needle dropping on the ground could be heard clearly.

Seeing this, the Wudang disciples' expressions changed drastically.

And some of the martial artists who had come to watch the drama perked up, staring fixedly at the great hall.

"Zhang Wuxia! Why do you not answer?! Could it be that you have a guilty conscience?! Or perhaps..." ===== CHAPTER 356 =====