Chapter 235

Tang Kun listened to his granddaughter's words, his heart deeply moved; seeing her sorrowful and upset appearance, he immediately comforted her:

Xuejian, some things cannot be forced.

He Yang Elder's eyes flickered with satisfaction, feeling that his disciple having such a mindset meant that the three-lifetime fate with Nuwa's descendants could surely be cleanly severed; thinking this, he smiled and said:

Fort Master Tang has successors; this child Xuejian may be young, but he speaks without fear and can certainly shoulder everything.

Having said that, he performed a cupped-fist salute and led the Shu Mountain disciples away.

Over a month later.

Late at night, atop Shu Mountain.

A youth in white Daoist robes stood with hands behind his back, while a demonic beast resembling a Peng bird swiftly flew toward the forbidden area of the Shu Mountain Sect, the Demon-Sealing Tower.

This path is blocked; please halt, sir.

A gentle voice drifted over; the Peng bird shifted into humanoid form—a tall, slender man with horns on his head, a demonic sigil on his brow, and red hair.

Little Daoist, you've only cultivated a few years, yet you dare block my way.

Demon Realm's Demon Sovereign, the immortal demon god, wielding an aura of supreme supremacy that dominates the six realms. Zhuang Buran's face was calm as a still lake:

Little Daoist, you are indeed no match for the Demon Sovereign, but when gods, demons, immortals, monsters, and ghosts enter the mortal realm, they are all suppressed in their cultivation and cannot unleash their full power.

Hehe, it's been a long time since I've come to the mortal realm; I never expected Shu Mountain to produce such a reckless little Daoist like you.

Chong Lou's arm-mounted weapon, the Flaming Wave Blood Blade, flashed, shooting out two streaks of scarlet blade light.

Zhuang Buran's aura surged, causing water-like ripples before him that made the scarlet blade light sink like a stone in the sea, causing not the slightest disturbance.

Chong Lou's eyes narrowed slightly as he surveyed his surroundings:

You had long calculated that this sovereign would come to Shu Mountain, so you set up a formation here.

His voice deep:

The formation you've set up can already be considered a small world of its own, further suppressing my cultivation; it seems this is your confidence in blocking this sovereign.

Chong Lou's mighty aura surged; as he swung left and right, his blades intertwined like a thousand blades striking out, blade light and incoming force endless, he chopped at the white-robed Daoist youth, the fierce blade light spilling like mercury in all directions.

Zhuang Buran's form was illusory and shifting; the endless blade light could only pass through his illusory form.

Using the mysteries of Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth, then forming a formation from the Yin and Yang extremes within the Taiji Gate of Life and Death.

Chong Lou withdrew his stance and stood, saying:

The one who commands the formation not only possesses shape-shifting and foresight, but can also fully command the spatial power of the formation's heaven and earth.

He wore a mocking expression:

You humans, just as before, are best at relying on external aid to make yourselves strong.

This formation is called the Ten Directions Annihilation Grand Formation; it complements the technique I recently created by combining my studies. Zhuang Buran's voice was ethereal and illusory:

This technique is my research into the mysteries of Heaven and Earth, following the endless cycle of the Two Modalities, mapped onto the human body's meridians and acupoints.

Heaven has four seasons, five phases, nine divisions, three hundred sixty days; humans have four seasons, five organs, nine orifices, three hundred sixty joints; Heaven and Earth's Two Modalities interact, Yin and Yang and the Five Phases generate and support each other; cultivation follows the order of heaven and earth, seasons and nodes.

Chong Lou, unmatched in spatial Dao, spoke directly:

Within you, pure Yin and blazing Yang have merged, using Yin and Yang, hardness and softness as the foundation; through balancing and transforming Yin and Yang, you generate the Qi of Heaven and Earth, namely letting the earth's essence continuously pour into your body.

This alone tenfold amplifies your power, giving you the courage to resist this sovereign.

Zhuang Buran gave a light chuckle:

Little Daoist, I am twenty-seven this year; my cultivation time is but a fraction of the Demon Sovereign's, so I must rely on heavenly timing, earthly advantage, and human harmony.

Since I can today block the Demon Sovereign, I might as well name this technique the 'Supreme Art of Heaven and Earth'.

Hahaha, 'Heaven and Earth'? Chong Lou's aura surged throughout his body:

This sovereign will see if you are worthy.

He flickered and slashed his blade at a semblance of real and illusory figure.

Zhuang Buran's thought stirred; scorching flames formed a prairie-fire momentum, overwhelming the incoming foe.

That little Daoist shall test his hand against the Demon Sovereign; this is called 'Li Fire Blazing the Heavens'!

In an instant, Chong Lou unleashed ten blades, speed unimaginable, attack mingled with defense, defense with attack, blade Qi ever expanding, he chopped in all directions.

The unstoppable blade swiftly cut through the sea of fire across the sky, yet wave after wave of vortex energy surged, an incredibly precise chilling force striking the gaps in the blade Qi, causing it to vanish without trace.

Then the wind grew ever fiercer, turning into one tornado after another.

This is the 'Heaven and Earth Xun Wind'!

Chong Lou crossed his dual blades; blade Qi arose accordingly, instantly shattering the many tornadoes that came at him.

Then another overbearing blade force erupted, giving the sense that it sought to annihilate everything within, leaving no escape, allowing slaughter at will.

Zhuang Buran unleashed a majestic presence as heavy as the Three Mountains and Five Peaks, his body involuntarily emanating a mighty aura like a divine prison.

This move is called 'Kunlun Severing the Prison'!

Chong Lou said with interest:

Good, come!

His simplest, most direct blade, unadorned, carried peerless domineering aura as he chopped down upon his opponent.

Boom!

Atop Shu Mountain, above the void, suddenly ripples like sea waves appeared.

An old Daoist with white beard and hair, immortal wind and Daoist bones, kind eyes and benevolent face, flew from the pavilion into the void above.

At the same time, within the Ten Directions Annihilation Grand Formation,

a cluster of scarlet light and a cluster of bright white light violently and rapidly collided.

After countless collisions, they eventually separated to opposite sides, revealing their respective forms.

Hahaha, since Feipeng, you can barely count as someone who can satisfy this sovereign. Chong Lou's face full of excitement:

Staying in the mortal realm is boring; you'd better follow me back to the Demon Realm—with your talent, little Daoist, after a few hundred or thousand years, you'll surely be able to have a fierce battle with me.

Zhuang Buran flicked his sleeve, the formation space faded, and the Dao-robed old man, taking advantage of the moment, saw the two people.

He immediately shielded the white-clad Daoist-robed youth behind him, asking with utmost concern:

"Chang Qing, are you injured?"

"Not yet." Zhuang Buran shook his head.

Qingwei Daoist Priest asked with a smile:

"Why has the Supreme of the Demon Realm come to Mount Shu uninvited?"

"I originally only intended to go to the Lock Demon Pagoda to draw the demon sword; I didn't expect to also meet someone who could be cultivated into fine talent."

Chonglou gazed at the white-clad Daoist-robed youth:

"Little Daoist, even if you ascend to immortality, you will only be overlooked by the Heavenly Emperor, becoming a lowly minor immortal in the Divine Realm; if you are willing to come to the Demon Realm, you will shortly become my foremost subordinate."

Zhuang Buran spoke calmly:

"Right and wrong cannot coexist; as a disciple of Mount Shu, how could there be any reason to turn to demonry?"

Having said that, Qingwei Daoist Priest then said:

"The Demon Lord's deep affection is more than our Mount Shu can bear; surely the Demon Lord came to Mount Shu to take the demon sword for the sake of the Divine Realm's supreme general, Feipeng."

He paused, then said:

"Mount Shu has no authority to interfere in your grudges with General Feipeng, nor will we stop you from retrieving the demon sword; we only ask the Demon Lord to wait a moment longer."

"Head of Mount Shu, do you think you have the ability to let me wait a moment longer?" Chonglou snorted coldly:

"Even if your disciple lays down another self-created formation to suppress my cultivation, what do I have to fear?"

"Demon Lord, you surely don't think you entered the formation merely by carelessness, do you?"

Zhuang Buran let out a faint sigh, the phantom of the Taiji Trigram Plate flickered and vanished, and the three of them fell into an unknown space.

Qingwei Daoist Priest slightly sensed it, then said with great delight:

"The student surpasses the teacher; no wonder my disciple has earned the Demon Lord's favor."

"This formation takes myself as the central palace; the formation moves with the heart, changes follow the heart, thereby gaining the power to stir the Yin-Yang Five Elements." Zhuang Buran thought, withdrew the formation, and said:

"I do not know whether now I can allow the Demon Lord to wait a moment longer."

(End of chapter)