Chapter 206

"One Qi Transforms into Three Purities?"

Seeing this bizarre scene, Wu Xian subconsciously thought of this great divine ability that appears frequently in Xianxia and fantasy novels.

But after seeing the appearance of the two figures clearly, he realized he had overthought it.

Among the two was a young Daoist dressed in yellow and purple robes, whose features were three or four parts similar to Lu Lu Dongxuan's current appearance. It was his past life, the world's number one before Li Li Chungang, the Long Long Hushan Celestial Master Qi Qi Xuanzhen.

The two shared a similar temperament, both in ethereal Daoist robes, fully displaying a posture of loftiness and non-action.

The second figure was a majestic man wearing a flat-topped imperial crown and a yellow imperial robe, his whole body surrounded by ten thousand rays of rosy light and a thousand auspicious colors.

However, his face appeared in a state of Yin-Yang chaos, with ten thousand changes, making it impossible to see his true form directly.

One of the Five Directions and Five Emperors, the Central Yellow Emperor.

Of course, this was not the original body, but a projection of will summoned by Lu Lu Dongxuan at the cost of consuming his fortune. Although his cultivation had not reached the Terrestrial Great Eternal Life Realm, he felt even more dangerous to Wu Xian than Lu Lu Dongxuan himself.

"You can actually call for backup... what, are you planning to have a righteous gang fight?"

Wu Xian's gaze lingered on the Central Yellow Emperor's face for a moment, then he teased with a smile, showing no signs of panic.

The next second, a golden light suddenly flashed, as if tearing through the void, and appeared behind Wu Xian in the blink of an eye.

"Clang!!"

A golden immortal sword with an ancient design was seen slashing at Wu Xian's neck. The blade rubbed against his skin, creating blinding sparks and leaving a clear red mark, but it failed to break his defense.

"This one is not bad; my cervical spondylosis feels a bit better."

Wu Xian first flicked his finger, sending the ancient golden sword flying from his neck, then reached out to touch the spot hit by the blade with a playful expression. By the time he let go, even that small red mark had disappeared.

Seeing this, Lu Lu Dongxuan's pupils constricted.

Through their previous exchanges, he knew Wu Xian's physique was formidable, far exceeding that of an ordinary Heavenly Human Great Eternal Life expert. But the ancient golden sword that had just ambushed him was the Central Yellow Emperor's natal Dao artifact, and it was not a projection; it had been teleported by the original body through a great divine ability.

Although it could not exert its full power due to the suppression of the human world's laws, in terms of sharpness alone, it far exceeded the limits of the mortal world. Even the original bodies of the Five Emperors would not dare to take it head-on.

Yet, even so, it had failed to harm this person in the slightest, not even breaking his skin, which was somewhat inconceivable.

"Don't look at me with that expression, as if I'm some kind of monster."

Wu Xian twisted his neck, producing a crisp sound of bones grinding, then looked at the three figures opposite him and grinned.

"Since you've even brought out this kind of move, it seems you really have no other trump cards... In that case, I won't waste any more time."

As soon as his voice fell, his entire body suddenly turned into golden light, teleporting in front of Lu Lu Dongxuan, closing his five fingers, and throwing another punch.

The fist imprint that blotted out the sky erupted in an instant, the terrifying force pouring down as if from the nine heavens, striking directly onto the Central Yellow Emperor's chaotic face, forcibly dragging him into the shattered void.

So fast!

Even faster than before!

Lu Lu Dongxuan reacted half a beat late. Just as he was about to pursue and join forces with the Central Yellow Emperor's projection, he discovered that two more powerful auras had locked onto him and Qi Qi Xuanzhen beside him.

"Without rules, one cannot form a square or circle."

An aged voice rang out, as if the speaker held the mandate of heaven, turning his words into prophecy.

Immediately after, Lu Lu Dongxuan and Qi Qi Xuanzhen felt a binding force around them. Although they could move their bodies, it was difficult to shift through the void or move quickly.

"Zhang! Fu! Yao!"

Lu Lu Dongxuan said, enunciating each word, and then saw two figures approaching together.

One was dressed in a Confucian robe with an aged face; it was the first sage of Confucianism who had lived for over eight hundred years, Zhang Zhang Fuyao.

The other person wore a black robe; although his face was equally aged, he was full of spirit and vitality, and his physique was exceptionally tall. One look and you could tell he was an old man who could really fight.

The world's second, the master of the East Sea's Wudicheng, Wang Wang Xianzhi.

"I didn't expect to be able to meet Lu Zu; this is truly an unexpected joy."

"And there's Qi Qi Xuanzhen of Long Long Hushan. You ascended not long after I fought the Old Sword God. I felt quite regretful at the time, but now it seems there is a chance to have a fight with you."

Wang Wang Xianzhi first glanced at the void crack that had already closed, then fixed his gaze on the two Daoists before him, his eyes gradually brightening, filled with fighting spirit.

Lu Lu Dongxuan ignored him and looked at Zhang Zhang Fuyao, his eyes cold: "Are you going to defy the agreement from back then?"

Clearly, Lu Lu Dongxuan and Zhang Zhang Fuyao knew each other. After all, they lived in similar eras, and Zhang Zhang Fuyao was determined to oppose the heavens; how could he abandon such a powerful combatant as Lu Zu?

It was just that, like Wu Xian, after meeting Lu Lu Dongxuan, Zhang Zhang Fuyao realized the other party's origins were extraordinary and that he was likely the reincarnation of some Emperor, so the idea of cooperation instantly cooled by half.

But who would have thought that before Lu Lu Dongxuan reincarnated, he had taken the initiative to find Zhang Zhang Fuyao, promising to help him sever the connection between heaven and the human world, but in exchange, Zhang Zhang Fuyao would also have to assist in his cultivation and make corresponding arrangements for the future.

In the end, Zhang Zhang Fuyao agreed. After years of layout, and the later addition of the True Martial Great Emperor, the strange pattern of the World of Snow came to be.

Even the identity of the "Book Flipper" that Huang Huang Longshi thought he had was a result of the few of them working together, instilling him with a large amount of false future memories to use his intelligence to incite the Spring and Autumn chaos and write the script they wanted.

However...

"As you can see, I have a better choice now."

Zhang Zhang Fuyao smiled, completely indifferent to Lu Lu Dongxuan's questioning, relying on his thick-skinned nature.

"I dare not hope for wiping out the Immortal Realm, but I am more than happy to see you guys, who treat the human world as a latrine, coming and going as you please, cleared out."

Wang Wang Xianzhi, standing beside him, twitched the corner of his mouth upon hearing this. Although he had not awakened his true spirit, he had already learned from the other party that he was the reincarnation of the Western White Emperor, so those who were to be cleared out included himself.

"Even if you succeed, so what? As long as we are willing, one day we will return to the human world again. And when that time comes, we will be better prepared, and we will have no mercy left for the human world."

"Are you sure you can afford such a future?"

Lu Lu Dongxuan said, his tone devoid of any warmth.

Hearing this, Wang Wang Xianzhi narrowed his eyes, a flash of disgust crossing his gaze as he looked at Lu Lu Dongxuan, and the smile on Zhang Zhang Fuyao's face faded, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

"You don't need to worry about that."

Just then, the void not far away shattered again. Amidst flickering golden light, Wu Xian's figure appeared once more, holding a clanging golden ancient sword in his hand.

Crackle!

Electric arcs flickered, and the ancient sword suddenly went quiet. Wu Xian looked at Lu Lu Dongxuan, whose face was gloomy to the extreme, narrowed his eyes, pointed his sword at him, and said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist, it's time to hit the road. Remember, after returning to the heavens, tell your original body to wait. It won't be long before I go up, and then..."

"I will kill you again."

A moment later, a thunderous storm broke out on Mount Mount Wudang, and the eighty-one peaks shook incessantly, not stopping for a long time.

No one in the outside world knew exactly what had happened, only that a month later, the Chu Emperor Jiang Ren issued an edict to the world, declaring Mount Mount Wudang the state religion of the Chu Kingdom, under the jurisdiction of the Imperial Preceptor "Yuan Shi Da Luo Tian," from then on obeying his orders, leading the Daoist religion, and becoming the leader of the Profound Gate.

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