Chapter 660: Wan Jianyi, the Final Heavenly Book

The Qingyun Sect is the premier sect of the righteous path, and it has always had many disciples.

Because the Changsheng Tower has swept across the world, the remaining experts of the righteous path have gathered at the Qingyun Sect, bringing together an unknown number of cultivators, to the point that the guest quarters used in ordinary times are simply insufficient.

Apart from Xiaozhu Peak, which has many female disciples, the other six of the Qingyun Seven Peaks have become exceptionally lively and crowded, filled to capacity.

Yet, in the Back Mountain of Qingyun Mountain, peace is still maintained.

There are two important locations in the Back Mountain; the first is the Ancestral Shrine.

As the name implies, it is naturally the place where the successive ancestors of the Qingyun Sect are enshrined. Apart from the grand ancestor worship on important festivals, it has always been extremely desolate.

As for the other place, it is the most important sacred ground of the Qingyun Sect—the Huan Yue Cave.

A thousand years ago, that brilliant and talented ancestor Qingye attained enlightenment here while in seclusion, from then on becoming peerless in the world and leading all the heroes.

And after ancestor Qingye, the Huan Yue Cave became the most sacred place of the Qingyun Sect; for a thousand years, only the successive sect leaders have been allowed to enter and exit this place.

It is just that whether it is the Huan Yue Cave or the Ancestral Shrine, the number of guarding disciples is extremely small, as if the Qingyun Sect is not worried about these two places at all.

At this moment, the dark night has just passed, and it is the time when the sky is just beginning to brighten. On the Tongtian Peak, which towers into the clouds, the small path leading to the Ancestral Shrine and the Huan Yue Cave is filled with a faint mist, drifting gently with the mountain breeze and lingering between the tips of the pine and cypress trees on both sides of the road, dreamlike and illusory.

A black figure appeared on the small path, though it is unknown when.

The path forks; the one slightly to the left is still a deep, secluded path, and walking further in leads to the legendary Huan Yue Cave. As for the path heading to the right, behind the woods, the eaves of several halls are vaguely visible; it is undoubtedly the Ancestral Shrine.

The black figure stood with his hands behind his back, looked left and right, and was about to head toward the Huan Yue Cave.

"A guest has come from afar, and I have failed to welcome you; please forgive my lack of courtesy."

Just at this moment, an aged voice came from the path toward the Ancestral Shrine, carrying an indescribable sense of vicissitudes and weariness.

"Hehe, I am a magnanimous person, so I will not hold your lack of courtesy against you."

A smile flickered across the black figure's flawless, handsome face. He turned around to look and saw a hunched figure slowly walking out from the thin mist.

He was dressed plainly, holding a broom in his hand, his back bent, and wrinkles like knife marks lay across his face, as if recounting the passage of time. But when he raised his head slightly, one could see a pair of eyes as cool and sharp as blades, yet possessing an indescribable depth and sense of vicissitudes, silently watching the young man in black: "You are not a person of the Qingyun Sect; why have you come privately to this important place of Qingyun? I wonder what business you have?"

"Although I am not a person of the Qingyun Sect now, after today, this Qingyun Sect will belong to my command; I am just here to inspect my property in advance," the young man in black smiled: "Is that not allowed?"

"What nonsense are you speaking... wait..." The old man's brows furrowed slightly, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his expression turned stern: "You... are Yu Liancheng?"

"You guessed right, but unfortunately, there is no reward."

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly.

Last night, he was reminiscing with Tian Ling'er, having fooled the young girl into letting Tian Ling'er, Lu Xueqi, and the others rest temporarily in Heyang City. As for him, he had ascended Qingyun Mountain; it was time to make an end of it. The righteous path of the world is gathered at the Qingyun Sect; if the Qingyun Sect refuses to submit, then let it be destroyed, so that there will be no more Qingyun in the world.

"I never thought that in the remaining years of my life, I would be able to meet a peerless figure like the Jade Tower Master; it can be said that Heaven has not failed me." The old man's expression became increasingly serious, yet his entire body suddenly radiated a monstrous Sword Intent capable of slaying gods and destroying demons, which did not match his current image at all.

Yu Liancheng's gaze lingered on the old man's face for a moment, his tone carrying a hint of emotion: "I did not expect that the Wan Jianyi who was once famous throughout the world would become like this; it is truly sigh-inducing."

When the old man heard the three words "Wan Jianyi," his body suddenly began to tremble slightly, as if these three words had transformed into three invisible and sharp blades, stabbing into his heart one by one. Even on his face, deeply etched by the years, a look of agitation actually appeared at this moment.

"Wan Jianyi, hehe, Wan Jianyi..." He whispered this name, his expression appearing proud, pained, sorrowful, and nostalgic—extremely complex. Perhaps no one would have thought that the Wan Jianyi who was once called one of the "Qingyun Twin Prides" alongside the sect leader Daoxuan was still alive, having become such an inconspicuous, bedraggled old man.

"Alright, I will not waste words with you."

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "Regardless of whether you are Wan Jianyi, or Wan Jian'er, or Wan Jiansan, as long as you are not Daoxuan with the Zhu Xian Sword in hand, you should not block my path."

Wan Jianyi sneered: "And what if I do block your path?"

Yu Liancheng smiled slightly and took a step forward.

One step, merely one step.

There was neither an aggressive aura, and his expression was also calm and composed.

But in Wan Jianyi's heart, alarm bells rang loudly, and the hair all over his body stood on end in an instant.

He only felt that this step of the opponent was perfectly integrated with Heaven and Earth, carrying an incomparable momentum that came sweeping over everything. In the face of this pressure, he felt as if he were being squeezed into a speck of dust, an unremarkable speck of dust.

He, Wan Jianyi, was a heaven-sent genius, brilliant and talented; a hundred years ago, during the expedition to the wilderness, he was even more high-spirited, breaking into the Demon Sect's Sacred Hall while surrounded by countless experts and carving the three words "Wan Jianyi."

Reason told him that he was by no means a match for Yu Liancheng and should retreat.

But his pride and his self-esteem did not allow it.

He is Wan Jianyi, the peerless Wan Jianyi.

In his life, he has never known defeat, and he has never retreated!

"Good, today let me, Wan Jianyi, use this old and broken body to test the Jade Tower Master's peerless divine abilities."

Under extreme pressure, Wan Jianyi let out a long roar, as if breaking free from restraints, intending to fight to the death.

One could hear his bones rattling; he circulated the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, and his profound cultivation surged out like a mountain torrent.

His previously dull and decadent aura was swept away; he raised his eyebrows, possessing a momentum that asked, "If not me, then who?" His eyes were like lightning, his spirit soaring, and his gray hair danced wildly like electric snakes. At this moment, he was no longer the unknown old man sweeping the shrine, but had become the brilliant and heroic Wan Jianyi once again.

Wan Jianyi retreated suddenly, his body flying to the edge of the dense forest. His only remaining right hand grabbed a green pine tree that required two people to embrace. With a shout like a thunderclap, the surroundings shook as if by thunder in an instant. Amidst the rumbling thunder, that massive pine tree was forcibly uprooted by him, acting like a giant sword across the sky, revealing a tyrannical and sharp intent.

"Come, come, come, let the Jade Tower Master see the sword techniques of my Qingyun Sect."

Wan Jianyi laughed loudly, his arm shaking, and in an instant, the giant tree danced wildly.

The sky and earth were filled with tree shadows, a forest of green, just like surging giant waves, or layered billows, one wave pressing over another. Furthermore, a hurricane whistled, transforming into a violent vortex that devoured everything in the world. Yu Liancheng was situated within the giant waves and the vortex; all around were tree shadows, and the biting wind scraped his face like a knife. It seemed that if one were not careful, one would be swept into it and turned into a puddle of flesh.

Wan Jianyi laughed, as if he had returned to those years when he roamed the world; the expression on his face was even more excited, his full attention focused on Yu Liancheng.

Yet, for some reason, Yu Liancheng stood with his hands behind his back in place; he clearly had not moved, but the giant tree swept past, yet it could not attack him, as if he did not exist in this space, with only faint ripples like water appearing.

Seeing this, Wan Jianyi danced even more violently.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

Yu Liancheng sighed leisurely, looking down at a nameless little flower at his feet. The flower trembled slightly in the wind, with crystalline dew drops attached to its pink-white petals, clear and translucent.

He stretched out a hand and plucked this flower.

Then, he blew gently at the flower, blowing off a few drops of crystalline dew.

The dew drops were swept into Wan Jianyi's "Sword Intent."

In an instant, the giant tree's violent and peerless sword momentum shook violently, actually showing signs of collapsing.

This was because Wan Jianyi's sword technique, while appearing violent, had actually reached a state of perfection, just like a river filled to the brim.

And these few drops of dew, upon meeting the river water, should have been instantly washed away. But for some reason, they merged with the river water.

The rounded and perfect sword momentum had added a burden, appearing with minute flaws, and could no longer be seamless.

A few dewdrops, could they actually do this?

Even with Wan Jianyi's state of mind, ripples could not help but arise at this moment.

He was confident that before this sword momentum, even if a great mountain were to press down from the air, he could carve a wide path through the mountain.

Yet now, it seemed that merely because of these few dewdrops, the sword momentum showed signs of collapsing; it was simply inconceivable.

"Good, worthy of being Jade Tower Master, take another sword from me, 'Slay Ghosts and Gods'!" If he continued to dance, he would be unable to reverse the collapse. Wan Jianyi withdrew his sword momentum and stomped his foot fiercely; the floor instantly shattered and collapsed by more than half.

He soared into the air, and when he leaped to about ten zhang, divine light shot from his eyes, and he dove straight down from the sky with the momentum of a falling comet.

The giant tree in his hand was like a giant sword; man and sword became one, emitting a roaring sound, with immense momentum, striking down as if to crush mountains and topple peaks, while continuous, dull thunderous sounds erupted in the air.

This move was truly overbearing and peerless, worthy of the name "Slay Ghosts and Gods."

Even though Wan Jianyi had no Divine Sword in his hand at this moment, no one would doubt that this sword could slay ghosts and gods.

Yu Liancheng only felt the fierce wind whistling and piercing toward him; beyond the three-zhang radius centered on him, sand and stones were flying.

The giant tree drew closer and closer, a shadow enveloping him. Yet his expression remained calm, and facing the incoming giant tree sword, he unhurriedly extended the nameless flower in his hand.

In reality, "thrust" would be more accurate.

Thrusting out like a "sword."

Bang!

When the delicate flower collided with the giant tree sword, a dull sound was immediately emitted, and the two actually stalemated for a moment. The giant tree sword, capable of slaying ghosts and gods, was unable to break this flower.

The next moment, this flower radiated a sharp Sword Intent.

It was as if every petal had transformed into a divine weapon capable of cutting through space and slaughtering all things.

With a dull "bang," the base of the giant tree began to explode, and wood chips flew across the sky.

"Bang, bang" sounds were incessant; the entire giant tree continued to explode, inch by inch, from the tail to the head.

Amidst the flying wood chips, the entire giant tree had already turned into powder, scattering everywhere.

Finally, those slender, jade-like fingers, pinching the flower, tapped lightly on Wan Jianyi's chest.

Wan Jianyi was instantly struck as if by lightning, spewing blood from his mouth, his body flying out horizontally like a rag Wawa, crashing through who knows how many trees, and finally collapsing half the wall of the Ancestral Shrine, his entire person submerged within, silent and motionless.

"You shouldn't have stopped me, goodbye."

Yu Liancheng did not look back again, turned around, and tossed the flower in his hand away.

The flower drifted and swayed, and in the end, it actually flew back to the spot where it had been broken, its stem merging perfectly with it, without a single trace of having been folded. As the wind blew, it swayed gently.

Before long, Yu Liancheng followed the small path and arrived before the Illusion Moon Cave.

This Illusion Moon Cave looked like nothing more than an ordinary cave; the entrance was half a person taller than average and about seven feet wide, surrounded by green vines and thorns, with several branches even hanging down over the entrance; as the mountain wind blew, the vines also swayed gently.

And right beneath those green vines, on the stone above the cave entrance, the four characters "Illusion Moon Cave" were carved.

The reason the Illusion Moon Cave had no disciples guarding it, besides Wan Jianyi, was also because there was a superior Array inside, which was to guard the spirit of the ancient Zhu Xian Sword. If an outsider were to rashly break into the array, they would surely die. This Array required the Shangqing Realm of the Taiji Xuanqing Dao, passed down through the generations of the Qingyun Sect, as a key to master the mechanism of the array before one could enter. And after entering, illusions would appear one after another; if one's will was not firm enough, it was highly likely one would sink into them, unable to extricate oneself.

Of course, to Yu Liancheng, none of this had the slightest effect.

During the previous exchange, he had already absorbed a wisp of Taiji Xuanqing Qi of the Shangqing Realm from Wan Jianyi, and easily entered the Illusion Moon Cave. As for the illusions within the cave, they were not even worth mentioning.

Very quickly, Yu Liancheng saw the treasure of the Qingyun Sect as he wished—the Zhu Xian Sword.

This Zhu Xian Sword was an Opening Heaven divine artifact, born from the first ray of light in the primordial chaos.

Pangu held the Zhu Xian Sword to open the heavens and split the earth, exhausting his energy and falling into the mortal world; it was specifically effective against immortal bodies.

This sword was already extremely terrifying, and when combined with the Zhu Xian Sword Array, it could be called the number one divine artifact in the world.

However, the Zhu Xian Sword was not without flaws; its power was immense, but it was filled with fierce and baleful Qi, which would backfire on the user, twisting their mind and causing them to become a tool for slaughter.

Of course, all of this had nothing to do with Yu Liancheng.

Although this Zhu Xian Sword was strong, it had to be combined with the Zhu Xian Sword Array.

The power of Yu Liancheng's Myriad Daos Boundless was not inferior to the Zhu Xian Sword, and it could perform Shape-Shifting Myriad, with comprehensive functions.

And the reason he came here was not out of greed for the Zhu Xian Sword, but entirely for that volume of the Heavenly Book within the Zhu Xian Sword.

Previously, he had intended to attack the Qingyun Sect directly, but after going up the mountain, he sensed the fluctuation of the Guizang True Qi in his body, which faintly pointed toward the Back Mountain, so he came to the Illusion Moon Cave.

According to Yu Liancheng's conjecture, there were seven volumes of the Heavenly Book in total, which were the source of all laws in this world.

Now he had already found the other six volumes of the Heavenly Book, and he was just about to complete this final volume.

Yu Liancheng sat cross-legged, a wisp of divine sense drifted out from his forehead, covered the Zhu Xian Sword, and began to comprehend the Heavenly Book within the Zhu Xian Sword.

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