Chapter 349

Jialan, with his vast experience, immediately recognized that the drumbeat represented an ancient Dao artifact, one spoken of in legend: during the Immortal-Demon War, the Immortal army could use such an artifact to boost morale, slay demons and monsters, and counter demonic sounds.

This was recorded across all worlds, yet no one expected it to appear here.

The Sect Master's power is simply too overwhelming—ordinary forbidden arts are no match for him. Now, the forbidden arts within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion are being activated layer by layer, revealing terrifying capabilities.

But whether it was the Taiyuan rosy light or the drumbeat of the Chonghua Celestial Drum, all were dissolved and shattered upon contact with the black-and-white light radiating from the Yuhua Sect Master's cultivation.

The black-and-white light possessed the might to annihilate all things; once perfected, it would render one invincible.

"This is the foundation of our Yuhua Sect—the Void Yin-Yang Dao. Once perfected, one becomes unstoppable. But our sect's rules state that only the Sect Master may cultivate it."

Jialan watched the Sect Master unleash his divine power, eyes locked, not daring to blink.

"Void Yin-Yang Dao."

Fang Yu's gaze also fixed on the Sect Master's supreme technique, knowing the Void Yin-Yang Dao was a branch of the Great Yin-Yang Art, one of the Three Thousand Great Dao Arts, possessing boundless power—but within Yuhua Sect, only the Sect Master, the designated successor, and the Supreme Elders were permitted to cultivate it; all other disciples were forbidden.

To receive transmission of the Void Yin-Yang Dao, he must defeat Hua Tiandu and become Yuhua Sect's top true disciple, then break through to the Longevity Secret Realm and attain the position of First Deputy Sect Master; only then might the Sect Master transmit to him this supreme technique—or even the Great Yin-Yang Art of the Three Thousand Great Dao Arts.

In all major Xiandao Sect and Xianmomen sects of the Xuan Huang Great World, there are ultimate Dao arts kept as last resorts: for example, the top-ranked Xiandaoda Sect, Paitaiyi, possesses the first ten of the Three Thousand Great Dao Arts, including the Great Calamity Art, the Three Calamities and Nine Trials, utterly invincible—if truly cultivated to an unimaginable level, one could indeed control calamities.

As for the Xiandaoda Sect, Exalted Linglong's Blessed Land, it also holds many Dao arts; especially the Rourou Xianzun, the foremost among Immortals, who possesses countless Dao arts, including the Great Wish Art, ranked among the top five of the Three Thousand Great Dao Arts, and the Forty-Eight Primordial Vows—terrifying beyond measure.

As for Yuhua Sect, its sect-defining ultimate technique is the Great Yin-Yang Art, also ranked among the top ten of the Three Thousand Great Dao Arts.

As for the Momenda Sect, Xueyingmo, it too possesses Dao inheritance, having inherited the Great Blood Essence Art from the Three Thousand Great Dao Arts, though it appears incomplete.

In the past, the Huangquanmo Sect, which dominated the world and crushed the Xiandao Sect disciples into submission, relied solely on the Paitaiyi Sect, held the Great Five Elements Art; the Huangquanmo Sect Master, Huang Quan the Emperor, possessed not only the Great Five Elements Art but also the Great Reincarnation Art—two Dao arts ranked among the top ten.

When Huang Quan the Emperor once unleashed his supreme demonic art and summoned a supreme-grade Dao artifact, every Xiandao Sect sect across the Xuan Huang Great World trembled in fear, terrified they might be eradicated by him.

The dead Huangquanmo Sect is the good Huangquanmo Sect.

The current Huangquanmo Sect is the good Huangquanmo Sect—no longer a threat.

Just as Fang Yu's thoughts swirled in his mind, the Sect Master's black-and-white light clashed with the forbidden arts of the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion.

This clash lasted three days straight.

Within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion, three years had passed.

Two years and three years—five years had passed within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion.

Even Jialan and Long Xuan now grew more anxious for Fang Han.

They felt that if the forbidden arts of the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion were to be breached any deeper, it would take more days—and by then, Fang Han would surely collapse.

At that moment, the Sect Master's voice rang directly through the void: "Is this Fang Han? I am the Sect Master. If you are still alive, answer."

All true disciples—including Fang Yu, Fang Qingxue, and Jialan—directed their spiritual senses toward it, their magic power subtly linked, forming a unified whole, ready for any imminent crisis.

At that moment, they heard a voice emanate from within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion.

"Disciple is Fang Han. Disciple is still alive."

The voice was strong and vigorous—clearly, Fang Han was alive, vibrant and well.

Fang Yu could even sense from the voice alone that Fang Han's cultivation base had increased significantly.

"Alive? Good. Don't harbor any doubts—I didn't rescue you for the Huang Quan Map. The Huang Quan Map is your destiny; the sect will not seize it. Since you are a true disciple of Yuhua Sect, the sect will protect you from calamity. When you grow stronger, you must protect your junior disciples. Only then can we build a mighty Xiandao Sect."

The Sect Master's voice echoed through the void, reaching Fang Han inside the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion—and also Fang Yu's ears.

Fang Yu nodded. Only by advancing and uplifting others, by mutual care, could a Xiandao Sect truly exist; otherwise, it was a Mo Sect.

Yet achieving this was truly difficult.

"Thank you, Sect Master. As a disciple of Yuhua Sect, I shall naturally contribute to the sect!"

After a moment, Fang Han's voice echoed out from within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion.

"Good. You have great celestial fortune—you did not perish within the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion. I wish to meet you. I will now tear open a crack with my magic power; you must emerge through it. Remember: this crack lasts only a thousandth of a blink. Miss it, and it will close forever—seize the opportunity!"

The Yuhua Sect Master's voice rang out once more.

Moments later, countless mysteries shifted, and a vortex appeared at the central gate of the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion.

Through the vortex, a mass of yellow clouds churned violently, as if a trapped dragon were straining to break free.

It was Fang Han's Huang Quan Map, now enveloping him, striving for total escape.

At that very moment, a massive claw, as large as a mountain, covered in blue scales, shot toward Fang Han.

"Act now!"