Chapter 344: Lu Zu Reincarnated? It Would Be More Appropriate to Summon His True Form!

Hong Hong Xixiang's appearance once again made this already chaotic battlefield, where blood flowed like a river, even more treacherous and unpredictable!

Everyone's gaze involuntarily converged on this newly appeared young Daoist Priest, whose temperament was so extraordinary he seemed like an immortal descended to the mortal world.

They could all clearly feel the deep, ocean-like, boundless aura emanating from him.

Indeed... he was another top existence at the Land Immortal realm!

He simply sat quietly atop that green ox, as if merging with the entire heaven and earth, giving people a mysterious feeling of the Dao following nature and the unity of heaven and man.

The crowd watching from afar had their hearts stirred up into towering waves!

Li Li Changsheng, the Great City Lord of Xue Moon City, upon seeing Hong Hong Xixiang and the green ox beneath him, showed true solemnity on his face, which had always been elegant and composed, for the first time!

He revealed his true form and appeared beside Li Hanyi.

He spoke to Li Hanyi beside him in a deep voice, with a hint of disbelief and shock in his tone:

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

"It is said that he is the reincarnation of Lu Zu Lu Dongbin, who mastered the sword Dao to the point of divinity five hundred years ago and descended to Jiangnan riding a crane."

"I never expected that even he would be stirred, and moreover... actually traveled thousands of miles from Mount Wudang in Liangyang to reach this Northern Liang border!"

A strange light flashed in the bright, beautiful eyes of Nangong.

She could clearly feel that this young Daoist Priest possessed a primal power belonging to the "Dao," which was utterly different from Brother Ning Chuan's overwhelmingly supreme demonic power, yet equally immense.

"True Martial Great Emperor? Reincarnation of Lu Zu? How interesting," she murmured to herself, her eyes filled with inquiry and curiosity, "It seems today's play is becoming more and more exciting."

She very much wanted to see who would come out on top between this young Daoist Priest representing the supreme inheritance of the Daoist school and that black flood dragon representing the supreme majesty of the demon race.

At the peak of Mount Qingliang.

Xu Xiao, the King of Northern Liang, who had already fallen into endless despair, upon seeing Hong Hong Xixiang's appearance,

had the strong fire of hope instantly reignited in those eyes that had originally turned gray and were filled with bloodshot veins!

As if grasping the last straw, he roared hoarsely at Hong Hong Xixiang in the sky:

"Hong Hong Xixiang! You little bastard! You still know to come?! You finally willing to descend the mountain?!"

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

He knew that his eldest daughter, Xu Zhihu, and this young sect leader of Mount Wudang before him shared a fate entangled across three lifetimes.

He believed Hong Hong Xixiang would never stand idly by and watch Xu Zhihu die before his eyes without doing anything!

This was his only, and final, hope at present!

Hearing Xu Xiao's angry cursing filled with rage and resentment, a bitter smile appeared on Hong Hong Xixiang's clear face.

He did not pay attention to Xu Xiao, but instead turned his gaze toward the figure in mid-air, handsome and majestic, radiating endless demonic qi—Brother Ning Chuan.

He bowed to Brother Ning Chuan with hands clasped, speaking in a gentle voice with a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant:

"This poor Daoist, Hong Hong Xixiang, greets Lord Flood Dragon."

"As for the grievances between you and Wang Fu of Northern Liang, who is right and who is wrong, this poor Daoist should not interfere."

"However, the benefactor Xu Zhihu and this poor Daoist share a three-lifetime fate; it is destined that she shall become the future sect leader's wife of our Mount Wudang."

"This poor Daoist has come today for no other reason but to take her alone away; I hope you will, out of consideration for this poor Daoist's slight face and the kinship of the same Daoist school, raise your hand high and let her go."

"As for the others of Wang Fu of Northern Liang, their life or death... this poor Daoist does not wish to manage, nor can manage."

His tone, though humble, also carried a hint of unchallengeable firmness.

Obviously, for Xu Zhihu, he was willing to pay any price, even at the risk of making an enemy of Brother Ning Chuan, a terrifying existence who could easily suppress even Land Immortals.

This deep affection, this determination, was enough to move heaven and earth.

However, upon hearing Hong Hong Xixiang's words, Brother Ning Chuan's pale golden eyes showed not the slightest ripple.

He merely glanced indifferently at Hong Hong Xixiang and the green ox beneath him that looked quite divine, speaking in a cold voice:

"Why should this seat give you face?"

"Who do you think you are?"

"A mere reincarnation of Lu Zu dares to dictate terms before this seat? Who do you think you are?"

"If today, the true True Martial Great Emperor, who holds the authority of heaven and earth, had personally arrived, this seat might have feared him a third and given him some face."

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

"In this seat's eyes, you are no different from the ants crushed by this seat before."

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

He simply did not put this so-called "reincarnation of Lu Zu" in his eyes!

In his view, anyone daring to block him had only one outcome—death!

Hearing this, a helpless bitter smile finally appeared on Hong Hong Xixiang's face, which had always been as calm as an ancient well.

He knew that this battle today was inevitable.

"Since that is so, then this poor Daoist has no choice but... to ask Lord (cbfe) for a few moves."

"This poor Daoist, for her, is willing to cultivate for another three hundred years, only seeking... to take her away. Today, even if it means death, the destruction of the Dao, and the scattering of the soul, this poor Daoist will never retreat half a step!"

His voice, though calm, contained a determination and deep affection enough to move heaven and earth!

He slowly rose from the back of that green ox, hovering in mid-air.

Before his words had even finished!

He hesitated not a single bit!

From within his Daoist robe, which originally looked somewhat thin, brilliant golden divine light suddenly erupted!

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

The ordinary-looking whisk in his hand, at this moment, transformed into three thousand threads of vexation, each becoming crystal clear, as if forged from divine metal, containing sharp sword intent on them sufficient to sever the void!

Behind him, a phantom image of the True Martial Great Emperor, who stepped on a turtle and a snake, held a divine sword, had a face of immense majesty, and looked down upon all living beings, faintly appeared!

This was his true strength!

A top-tier expert at the eighth revolution of the Land Immortal realm!

"True Wu Pacifies Demons! Boundless Taiji!"

Hong Xixiang gave a low shout, his voice like the great Dao's Brahma sound, echoing through the heavens!

The horsetail whisk in his hand swept lightly!

Those three thousand strands of worldly attachments instantly transformed into three thousand strands of incomparably sharp Taiji sword Qi, imbued with the ultimate principles of yin and yang!

These sword Qis wove and merged with one another in the air, ultimately forming an incomparably massive, slowly rotating Taiji sword diagram!

Within that sword diagram, yin and yang flowed, endlessly renewing, as if containing the very mysteries of the world's birth and destruction!

Bearing a supreme might capable of sweeping away all demons and purifying all evil, it pressed down slowly toward Brother Ning Chuan!

The grandeur of its might surpassed even that of the previous Four Symbols Killing Formation!

"Interesting. Finally someone halfway decent has shown up."

Brother Ning Chuan gazed at that terrifyingly imposing Taiji sword diagram, and within those pale-golden dragon pupils, a hint of genuine interest finally surfaced.

He could sense that the young Daoist Priest before him was indeed considerably stronger than Chen Zhibao, the Heavenly Monk, the Earth Nun, Xiaoyaozi, and the others from before.

Especially the set of Sword Techniques he had unleashed, imbued with the ultimate principles of Taiji—exquisitely marvelous, profoundly arcane, already brushing against the edge of the Laws.

"Since that is so, then this one shall let you witness as well—what is called… true power! What is called… the power of demons!"

Brother Ning Chuan laughed wildly, holding nothing back whatsoever!

He drove the demonic power within his body to its absolute limit!

That jet-black flood-dragon pearl spun furiously within his dantian sea of Qi, radiating a terrifying energy capable of destroying heaven and earth!

The many supreme divine abilities within the Heavenly Flood-Dragon Martial Canon came forth at will, unleashed one after another!

Heavenly Flood-Dragon Sky-Splitting Whip!

A whip-shadow of jet-black, a hundred zhang in length, like a black lightning bolt tearing the firmament, ringed by countless tiny spatial rifts, bearing the terrifying force of heaven-and-earth destruction, lashed viciously toward that massive Taiji sword diagram!

Heavenly Flood-Dragon Soul-Suppressing Chant!

A dragon's roar brimming with endless Long Wei and tyranny transformed into invisible sonic blades—no longer mere tremors, but piercing straight through the void to strike at Hong Xixiang's very soul origin!

Heavenly Flood-Dragon Spirit-Bewildering Eyes!

Two beams of golden divine light, brimming with eerie and bewitching power, erupted from his eyes, becoming two golden suns, attempting to disturb Hong Xixiang's undisturbed Dao heart!

Heavenly Thunder Dragon Breath!