Taiyi Dao Fruit

The flood of vile and sinister energy surged forth, numerous ferocious and terrifying serpent heads suddenly emerged from within, biting from all directions.

"One Qi Transforms Three Thousand."

Amidst the unending disaster of wind that wracked his body, Jiang Li still managed to draw forth his Innate Qi, creating layer upon layer of barriers to block the onslaught.

"Boom!"

The flood and serpent heads simultaneously slammed against the barrier, instantly shattering three hundred layers, but the serpent heads also collapsed, dissolving into the evil flow.

"Clang!"

After blocking the evil current, another resounding clang rose, a soundwave swept over the barriers, causing the stacked layers to tremble and the remaining hundreds to collide with each other.

"Heluo God, and..."

Jiang Li's brow shone with light, as a figure entered his perception from a mile away on a mountain peak.

"Su Nu."

The Third Palace Master of the Kunxu Immortal Palace, whom he had once met, was now on that mountain peak, with her hand on a twenty-five-string zither.

Formidable enemies arrived one after another, first Heluo God, then Su Nu.

Heluo God's true body was suppressed under Five Finger Mountain, but his avatar, having received assistance from someone, had merged multiple copies, with strength almost matching his true body. Su Nu, even more so, was genuinely a fourth-rank.

The enemy's lineup was indeed luxurious.

The resonating soundwaves destroyed the barrier, the evil current rose, forming an enraged torrent tens of feet high, as the malicious likenesses of serpent heads tore through it, revealing the visage of the Giant Snake Baqi.

"Young Master Jiang, I have come to send you to your grave."

Heluo God's chilling voice emanated from within the illusion of the giant snake, the serpent heads roaring, gathering clouds of eight different colors.

But at the same time, Yin Tulong suddenly flickered, his physical body rapidly swelling.

"Another loach incoming."

This eager little Daoist utilized Fatian Xiangdi, his stature growing as high as a mountain, his Wind and Fire Wheels as large as windmills beneath his feet.

He flew up from the mountain peak, tossing the Fire-tipped Spear upwards, dividing it into thousands; each one was like a huge tree, covering the skies and falling like a torrential downpour on both sides.

"Great Mighty Dragon."

Guangli Bodhisattva hesitated not at all to merge the Dragon Spear into his body, combining the Heavenly Dragon Body with the Bodhisattva Dharma Image, transforming into a White Dragon ascending to heaven, breaking away from the mountain peak, its dragon claws chafing the gathered clouds, becoming one with the spear, sweeping through the spear shadows.

On the other side, the illusion of the giant snake with eight heads and tails solidified into form, its serpent heads flinging about, lifting a dark and evil current, forming a curtain of water, spear shadows falling upon it, exploding into great swathes of True Fire, furiously colliding with the evil current.

One against two, Yin Tulong appeared to be enjoying himself without the slightest fear, three heads and six arms each wielding a weapon, following the rain of spears, the Qiankun Ring and Chaos Sky Ribbon lashed out at both sides.

The Heavenly Dragon, deploying Fatian Xiangdi as the Three Altars Sea Meeting Great God, the giant snake illusion—these three massive beings fought fiercely above, Gang Sha flowing freely, even interrupting the funnel-like descending wind disaster.

But the Heavenly Tribulation is a natural transformation; if heaven and earth were compared to a person, Heavenly Tribulation would be His martial skills, magic.

The merging of the three combatants' Qi Mechanisms with the Heavenly Tribulation further intensified the wind disaster, fierce storms sweeping heaven and earth, splitting rocks and shattering cliffs, making the ruined peak tremble on the verge of collapse, but also impeding Su Nu's soundwaves.

The great battle between the three massive beings took on most of the storm surrounding the mountain peak, and the aftermath of their fierce fighting made it somewhat difficult for Su Nu, who was outside their abnormal strengths, to intervene.

However, Jiang Li's wind disaster remained unaffected.

The tribulation wind evolved, transforming into black winds that sought out gaps and incessantly entered Jiang Li's body.

At the same time, nine golden figures also descended onto the mountain peak—the nine Arhats from Buddha Country merged with their Dharma Manifestations to conjure the Arhat Golden Body, charging forward swiftly.

Tota Arhat led the charge, pushing the Pagoda at the forefront, pure Buddha's energy flowing out from the Relic Pagoda. What appeared to be a small pagoda was as heavy as a small mountain, its heavy momentum slamming straight towards Gongsun Qingyue.

"Drought God Palm·Thousand Miles of Barren Land."

Facing the strike from Tota Arhat, Gongsun Qingyue also refused to retreat. The Wordless Heavenly Scripture flew up from his hand, bursting with green flame and billowing light of flames, the fire of scorched earth blasting forth from his palm, evolving the aspect of the Drought Demon Ba, as the palm force struck the Pagoda.

"Bang!"

The Wushan Divine Woman's illusion emerged behind Gongsun Qingyue. With the blessing from the Daughter of Emperor Yan, the intensity of the green flames climbed to new heights. Tota Arhat's palm suddenly burst open, cracks appearing on his Golden Body, and the Pagoda slipped from his grasp.

"Li Sword Path."

Gongsun Qingyue immediately employed Sword Control, the Li Trigram's image flashed, and myriad sword lights blazed forth with fury, arriving together with the green flames.

However, the other Arhats had also arrived.

Riding Deer Arhat rode a deer of indistinct form, reaching out from a distance with a Buddha Light handprint, striking horizontally.

Sitting Arhat stood tall and imposing, nearly thirty feet high, his golden hand forming the Vajra Handprint, smashing into one of the trigrams, exploding it into countless sparks.

Tota Arhat advanced and struck, his movement like pushing a window to gaze at the moon, his palm drawing on boundless strength, shattering the myriad sword lights.

He and Sitting Arhat both primarily utilized Martial Arts; both had absorbed the Dao Fruits of Vajra Warriors. At this moment, their strikes revealed the full power of Vajra's demon-subduing might, reducing the trigrams and sword lights to nothing.

The Buddha Light Handprint, the Vajra Handprint, and the palm force burst through the green flames and sword lights, the Handprint striking first. Gongsun Qingyue suffered its blow as if struck by Thunder Strike, spitting out a mouthful of blood, while the other two followed in close succession.

At the critical moment, the ground surged, and a wall of earth rose swiftly, the Innate Qi performing a transformation of Qimen, turning earth into steel, two forces of strength reverberated upon it, scattering dirt and dust, yet ultimately failed to breach this barrier.

Without a doubt, this was Jiang Li's doing.

At this moment, his surroundings surged with Primordial Qi, staunchly evolving the Innate Eight Sceneries, among which Kun Earth's scene was infused into the ground by Jiang Li's hand, aiding Gongsun Qingyue in withstanding those two strikes.