Chapter 180: A Decisive Strike

"Speak! You destroyed my Divine Flame Sect's Lower Realm dojo; how do you wish to die!"

Quietly, Wudao spoke, his voice extremely cold, his expression highlighting arrogance.

Floating behind him was the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk, emitting a six-colored radiance that was exceptionally dazzling, no less impressive than the brilliant Cave Heaven behind Mengchen.

"Junior, you are too arrogant!"

A magnificent, thunderous voice seemed to drift over from the horizon.

Following this, a red figure stepped across from the horizon; it was Huofeng Zhizun, and accompanying her was Yuechan.

"Feng Lao!" Mengchen greeted with a smile.

"Who is this? How can there be such a terrifying aura? I fear even the Sect Master-level powerhouses of the Upper Realm cannot compare." Wudao's expression changed drastically, staring at the Huofeng Zhizun who was with Mengchen, his heart trembling violently.

He thought that since he began training in the Lower Realm, he had never seen such a powerhouse in the Lower Realm.

The Great Calamity had not yet arrived, so the taboos of the Upper Realm should not be able to descend; where did this existence come from?

"Who is the Senior?" Wudao asked, his tone very gentle.

"Who I am, you do not need to know, nor are you worthy of knowing. I ask you, from where did you obtain the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk?" Huofeng Zhizun said indifferently. Although her tone was flat, it was like a peerless divine sound, causing Wudao's inner heart to surge with turbulence.

"This Six Paths Reincarnation Disk is my companion object!" Wudao replied respectfully, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

"Companion?" Huofeng Zhizun frowned, her gaze like a torch, staring at Wudao with some solemnity.

"Could it be that the Reincarnation Immortal King truly mastered reincarnation back then, entered reincarnation, and was reborn in this lifetime?" Huofeng Zhizun muttered to herself in her heart.

At this moment, being stared at intensely by Huofeng Zhizun, Wudao felt immense pressure, his heart palpitating endlessly.

At one point, he really wanted to use the Reincarnation Disk to tear through the void and escape, but he feared he would fail and instead anger the elder opposite him.

"Truly riding a tiger and hard to get off!" Wudao thought painfully to himself.

Since destroying the Profound Gate, he had traveled throughout the Bayu to explore fragments of the Reincarnation Disk, but he had not expected to encounter such a predicament just upon returning.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the Vajra Pestle appeared before Mengchen's chest, its light boundless, covering the world in a layer of brilliant golden radiance.

"Junior! Back in the Xuantian Mijing, I spared you because I considered that you held the Reincarnation Immortal King's Dharma artifact. What? Do you think that now that you have repaired a corner of the Reincarnation Disk, you can dare to clamor before me?"

The Vajra Pestle vibrated in the void, its voice drifting like a ten-thousand-jun mountain, pressing down on Wudao's heart and making him unable to lift his head.

At this moment, the appearance of the Vajra Pestle shocked Wudao immensely. He had seen the Vajra Pestle in the Xuantian Mijing before and had thought that after repairing a corner of the Reincarnation Disk, he would no longer need to fear it. He had not expected that upon seeing it again, it could still break through the Reincarnation Disk's protection and directly shock his primordial spirit.

One terrifying elder was enough to frighten him, and now the sudden appearance of the Vajra Pestle made Wudao feel even more chilled.

From the previous words, it was not hard for Wudao to hear that this divine weapon belonged to the Ancient Monk Lineage. Ancient records stated that during the Immortal Ancient period, this lineage had produced an Immortal Monk King, so its power was self-evident.

"Very well! I will not bully the young either; I will give you a fair chance. I will not strike, and you shall not use the Six Paths Reincarnation Disk. You will fight my Ancient Monk successor. If you can win, I will let you leave safely. Do you have the guts?" The Vajra Pestle's voice sounded again.

"Fine! This junior accepts!" Wudao cupped his hands and said respectfully.

Now that he was riding a tiger and could not get off, he had no choice. Facing such a divine weapon and that elder of unfathomable depth, he felt there was no other way but to obey.

After the Vajra Pestle appeared, Huofeng Zhizun remained silent for a time, simply maintaining a stance of observation.

Facing Wudao without the Reincarnation Disk, Mengchen was naturally fearless. He stepped forward and said with a teasing tone in his eyes: "Wudao! Come! If you can withstand three of my moves, I will not behead you."

"Hmph!" Wudao snorted coldly upon hearing this; because of the Vajra Pestle and the elder, he did not dare to speak out of turn.

"Swoosh..." Wudao was shocked; the Reincarnation Disk behind him had actually slipped from his control and was floating at the horizon. He knew this must be the handiwork of that divine weapon.

"Come! Let us fight!" Mengchen took the initiative to attack, the Kunpeng spreading its wings behind him, rushing out with extreme speed.

Wudao's eyes turned cold instantly, hundreds of divine flames surging within his body, forming a pair of fire wings behind him as he charged to meet the attack.

For a time, divine power surged there, surging incessantly, the two fighting like lightning and wind.

"Boom..." A loud sound rang through the heavens; the two collided violently, divine power blooming in the void, and endless light rain scattering down.

"Six Paths Reincarnation!"

In an instant, Wudao formed a special Dharma seal, runes flying all over the sky as six types of precious techniques were unleashed simultaneously.

A True Hou roared, shaking the heavens; a Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow shrieked; there was also a Qiongqi, a Golden Crow, and finally, the last two were actually the Ten Fiends True Dragon and Zhenhuang, though they were incomplete.

Six great fiends appeared simultaneously, their prestige shaking the world, floating in the sky as divine power pressed down from all directions.

As Wudao struck with his palm, the six great fiends rushed toward Mengchen.

"What a stunning divine ability; this method of controlling precious techniques is truly enviable," Mengchen sighed.

Following this, he moved both hands, divine power surging throughout his body. The Cave Heaven behind him became even more brilliant, and the spirit bodies within the Cave Heaven awakened, a terrifying aura permeating the air in an instant.

In an instant, eight heavenly dragons—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, and gold—flew out of the first Cave Heaven, becoming as mighty as pillars of the clear sky in a flash. Almost immediately, a red lotus flew out and bloomed, its red light dazzling the world. Then, a golden pupil flew out as if embedded upon the Nine Heavens, and as it opened, it seemed to shroud the entire human world.

After that, the Kunpeng spread its wings and soared high, as if to strike the Nine Heavens and pluck the moon.

A small golden figure appeared, identical in height and appearance to Mengchen, but he seemed like a golden warrior without emotions, his battle intent extremely intense.

Finally, the Zhenhuang and Jiuyou Ao appeared simultaneously, each displaying peerless pressure, their auras shocking the area for a thousand miles.

"Go!" With a light shout from Mengchen, all the spirit bodies erupted, meeting Wudao's six divine techniques.

"Boom..."

Multiple divine abilities collided, and explosions rang out incessantly in the sky.

For a time, it was colorful and brilliant there, divine power surging like waves, as if to tear the heavens and earth apart.

Two Zhenhuang fought there, the incomplete against the complete; the result was self-evident. Wudao's Zhenhuang technique was shattered by Mengchen's Zhenhuang spirit body in a single blow.

The Jiuyou Ao spirit body roared angrily and met the True Dragon; the nine terrifying dragon heads behind it were peerless, as if tearing and devouring Wudao's True Dragon technique.

The Kunpeng's wing strike cut the Heaven-Swallowing Sparrow in two, turning it into bursts of light rain. Then, the eight mighty heavenly dragons, the red lotus, the golden pupil above the heavens, and the golden figure attacked, instantly crushing the remaining three precious techniques.

"How is this possible!" Wudao was shocked and exceptionally alarmed. How could he possess so many supreme divine abilities?!

"Die!" Mengchen pointed at Wudao from afar, speaking coldly.

Following this, all the spirit bodies rushed out to kill Wudao.

"Bang!"

Wudao tried his best to resist, but he was ultimately no match; his right arm exploded into a mist of blood, and multiple parts of his body had already been pierced by the red light shot out by the red lotus spirit body.

In that very instant, above the horizon, the Zhenhuang and the Kunpeng each spread their wings, swooping down from the left and right to meet the massive paw of the Jiuyou Ao as it smashed down.

Wudao's blood-red eyes widened, his heart filled with extreme terror; he had not expected that the little bald boy from back then had actually progressed so far ahead, to the point where a single strike left him with no way to resist and on the verge of perishing.

"Wait! Mengchen! Spare his life just this once!"

The first chapter for today, I am off to prepare the second chapter. (End of this chapter)