Chapter 217

A young Daoist priest, dressed in tattered Daoist robes, riding a green ox, with an ethereal and otherworldly temperament, as if he could ascend to immortality at any moment, appears silently above Mount Mount Qingliang!

He is the True Martial Great Emperor of the Liyang Dynasty, on Mount Wudang, known as the "Reincarnation of Lu Zu"—Hong Hong Xixiang!

He has also come!

The appearance of Hong Hong Xixiang makes this battlefield, which was already chaotic and flowing with blood, even more treacherous and unpredictable!

Everyone's gaze involuntarily converges on this newly appeared young Daoist priest, whose temperament is extraordinary and otherworldly, like a banished immortal descending to the world.

They can all clearly feel the aura emanating from him, deep as the sea and vast as the horizon.

It is... another top-tier existence at the Land Immortal level!

He just rides quietly on the green ox, as if he has merged with the entire heaven and earth, giving people a mysterious feeling of Dao following nature and the unity of heaven and man.

The people watching from afar are even more shocked!

The Great City Master of Snow Moon City, Li Li Changsheng, after seeing Hong Hong Xixiang and the green ox beneath him, shows for the first time a truly grave expression on his usually elegant and calm face!

He reveals his true form and appears beside Li Li Hanyi.

He says in a deep voice to Li Li Hanyi beside him, his tone carrying a trace of unbelievable shock:

"This person is Hong Hong Xixiang from Mount Wudang in Liyang."

"It is said that he is the reincarnation of Lu Zu, Lu Dongbin, who five hundred years ago had a divine sword path and rode a crane down to Jiangnan."

"I didn't expect that even he would be alarmed, and... actually traveled thousands of miles from Liyang Wudang to this Northern Liang border!"

Nangong Puye's bright eyes also flash with strange light.

She can clearly feel that within this young Daoist priest, there is a source power of "Dao" that is completely different from Ning Chuan's domineering demon power, yet equally powerful.

"True Martial Great Emperor? Reincarnation of Lu Zu? Interesting." She mutters to herself, her eyes filled with inquiry and curiosity, "It seems today's show is getting more and more exciting."

She really wants to see who is better, this young Daoist priest representing the supreme inheritance of the Daoist school, or the black dragon representing the supreme majesty of the demon race.

Atop Mount Mount Qingliang.

The Prince of Northern Liang, Xu Xiao, who had already fallen into endless despair, after seeing the appearance of Hong Hong Xixiang.

In his eyes, which were originally gray and filled with bloodshot veins, a strong fire of hope instantly reignites!

As if grabbing the last straw, he roars hoarsely at Hong Hong Xixiang in the sky:

"Hong Hong Xixiang! You little bastard! You still know how to come?! You finally decided to come down the mountain?!"

"If you had come a step later, Xu Zhihu... she would have been... tortured to death by that demon dragon!"

He knows that his eldest daughter, Xu Xu Zhihu, and this young Sect Master of Mount Wudang have a predestined fate that has been entangled for three lifetimes.

He believes that Hong Hong Xixiang would never stand by and watch Xu Xu Zhihu die in front of him!

This is his only, and last, hope!

Hong Hong Xixiang, hearing Xu Xiao's angry scolding filled with resentment, shows a bitter smile on his clear face.

He ignores Xu Xiao and turns his gaze to the peerlessly handsome and majestic figure in mid-air, emanating endless demon aura—Ning Chuan.

He bows to Ning Chuan, saying gently, his tone neither humble nor arrogant:

"I, Hong Hong Xixiang, greet you, Dragon Lord."

"The grievances between you and the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion, who is right and who is wrong, I should not have intervened."

"However, Xu Xu Zhihu has a three-lifetime fate with me, and it is destined that she will be the future Sect Master's wife of my Mount Wudang."

"I came here today not for anything else, but to take her away. I hope you can, for the sake of my face and the shared origin of the Daoist school, raise your hand high and let her go."

"As for the others in the Northern Liang Prince's Mansion, their life and death... I don't want to care, and I can't care."

His tone, though humble, carries a trace of unquestionable firmness.

Clearly, for Xu Xu Zhihu, he is willing to pay any price, even at the cost of becoming an enemy of Ning Chuan, a terrifying existence who can easily suppress even Land Immortals.

This deep affection and determination are enough to move heaven and earth.

However, Ning Chuan, hearing Hong Hong Xixiang's words, has not a ripple in his pale golden eyes.

He just glances indifferently at Hong Hong Xixiang and the green ox beneath him that looks quite miraculous, and says coldly:

"Why should I give you face?"

"What kind of thing are you?"

"A mere reincarnation of Lu Zu, and you dare to point fingers in front of me? Who do you think you are?"

"If today, the real True Martial Great Emperor, who holds the power of heaven and earth, had come in person, I might have been three parts wary and given him some face."

"But you, at best, are just a Land Immortal who has just stepped into the seventh or eighth turn."

"In my eyes, you are not much different from those ants I crushed before."

Ning Chuan's words are filled with endless dominance and disdain!

He doesn't take this so-called "Reincarnation of Lu Zu" seriously at all!

In his view, anyone who dares to block him has only one end—death!

Hong Hong Xixiang, hearing this, shows a helpless bitter smile on his usually calm face.

He knows that today's battle is unavoidable.

"Since that is the case, then I have no choice but to... ask for your advice."

"For her, I am willing to cultivate for another three hundred years, just to... take her away. Today, even if I die and my soul scatters, I will never take half a step back!"

His voice, though plain, contains determination and deep affection that are enough to move heaven and earth!

He slowly stands up from the back of the green ox and floats in mid-air.

Before his voice even fades!

He no longer hesitates!

From his Daoist robes, which looked somewhat thin, a brilliant golden divine light suddenly erupts!

A vast and boundless terrifying aura, as if capable of existing with heaven and earth and resonating with the Great Dao, sweeps out from him!

The whisk in his hand, which looked ordinary, turns into three thousand strands of worry at this moment, each becoming crystal clear, as if made of divine gold, containing sharp sword intent capable of cutting through the void!

Behind him, a phantom of the True Martial Great Emperor, stepping on a turtle and snake, holding a divine sword, with a majestic face overlooking all living beings, faintly emerges!

This is his true strength!

A top-tier powerhouse at the eighth turn of the Land Immortal!

"True Martial Sweeps Away Demons! Taiji is Boundless!"

Hong Hong Xixiang shouts in a low voice, his voice like the Sanskrit sound of the Great Dao, resounding through the clouds!

He waves the whisk in his hand gently!

The three thousand strands of worry instantly turn into three thousand sharp Taiji sword qi containing the principles of Yin and Yang!

These sword qi intertwine and fuse in the air, finally forming a huge, slowly rotating Taiji Sword Map!

Within the sword map, Yin and Yang flow, endlessly, as if containing the mysteries of the birth and death of the entire world!

Carrying supreme power capable of sweeping away all demons and purifying all evil, it slowly suppresses towards Ning Chuan!

Its momentum is even stronger than the Four Symbols Absolute Kill Formation before!

"Interesting, finally someone decent has come."

Ning Chuan looks at the Taiji Sword Map with amazing momentum, and in his pale golden dragon pupils, a trace of interest finally appears.

He can feel that the strength of this young Daoist priest is indeed much stronger than Chen Chen Zhibao, the Heavenly Monk, the Earth Nun, Xiaoyaozi, and others before.

Especially the sword technique he unleashed, containing the principles of Taiji, is exquisite and mysterious, having already touched the edge of the law.

"Since that is the case, then I will let you see what is called... true power! What is called... the power of a demon!"

Ning Chuan laughs wildly, no longer holding anything back!

He drives his demon power to the extreme!

The black dragon pearl in his dantian sea rotates rapidly, emitting terrifying energy capable of destroying the world!

Many supreme supernatural powers from the Heavenly Dragon Martial Canon are unleashed one by one!

Heavenly Dragon Sky-Splitting Whip!

A black whip shadow, a hundred zhang long, like black lightning tearing the firmament, surrounded by countless tiny spatial cracks, carrying terrifying world-destroying power, lashes fiercely at the huge Taiji Sword Map!

Heavenly Dragon Soul-Suppressing Roar!

A dragon roar filled with endless dragon might and dominance turns into an invisible sound wave blade, no longer a simple vibration, but directly piercing the void and acting on Hong Hong Xixiang's soul origin!

Heavenly Dragon Bewitching Eye!

Two golden divine lights filled with strange and bewitching power shoot out from his eyes, turning into two golden suns, attempting to disturb Hong Hong Xixiang's calm Dao heart!

Heavenly Thunder Dragon Breath!