Unrivaled Comprehension: From Mortal to Immortal King

In front of the Sutra Depository, Elder Qingshan of the Seventh Prohibition gazed coldly at Lin Jiufeng, his eyes frosty. He said, "You refuse to let Bai Yunfei return—are you truly unafraid of death?"

Lin Jiufeng replied calmly, "You can't kill me."

"Arrogant! You are merely at the Sixth Prohibition, and you only have three Third Prohibition disciples behind you. Bai Yunfei has already gone after Grandmaster Changsun Yu. Where does your confidence come from?" Qingshan sneered as he walked toward Lin Jiufeng, his aura intensifying with every step, pressing down like a mighty force.

The three disciples behind Lin Jiufeng—Wen Xinyun and the others—watched nervously. Though fearful, the sight of their senior uncle standing tall and unwavering filled them with courage, and they glared at Qingshan with righteous indignation.

Lin Jiufeng chuckled and slowly raised his hand. With a resounding boom, an endless radiance of Dao erupted from his palm, dazzlingly bright, manifesting a world above his head.

Crack!

Qingshan's steps halted, his expression filled with shock. "This is… Feathered Ascension Sutra?"

Lin Jiufeng nodded serenely. "Just now, my junior brother used the Seventh Prohibition to counter the Eighth Prohibition. Now, I shall use the Sixth Prohibition to counter the Seventh Prohibition. That should be fair, right?"

Qingshan instinctively stepped back. The battle earlier had made him wary of the Feathered Ascension Sutra. For a moment, he hesitated.

But after retreating two steps, he suddenly remembered that numerous disciples of the Supreme Dao were watching.

If he, an elder, backed down, wouldn't he lose all dignity?

So he stopped retreating and said coldly, "I know who you are. You cultivated for over a hundred years yet remained at the First Prohibition. Your rapid progress in recent years must be due to the Feathered Ascension Sutra. But such an aggressive breakthrough surely left your foundation unstable. Do you really think your Feathered Ascension Sutra is the same as Bai Yunfei's?"

Lin Jiufeng smiled faintly and took a step forward. "You can try and see for yourself."

Qingshan's expression darkened. Steeling himself, he decisively attacked.

A brilliant light burst from his forehead as a scroll unfurled with a rustling sound. The scroll was inscribed with countless Dao patterns, all glowing at this moment, resembling a world of its own, covering the sky as it bore down upon Lin Jiufeng.

This was Elder Qingshan's treasure, the Dao Diagram, which he had refined for many years and was completely attuned to his soul. The fact that he used it against a Sixth Prohibition cultivator showed how wary he was of the Feathered Ascension Sutra.

He had only one thought—kill Lin Jiufeng immediately and prevent any complications.

At this moment, the Dao Diagram erupted with boundless purple light and swirling mist. Suspended in the sky, it formed a massive vortex, attempting to swallow Lin Jiufeng whole.

Yet Lin Jiufeng remained calm in the face of this attack, though an invisible killing intent began to permeate the air.

He mimicked Bai Yunfei's earlier actions, slowly moving his hands.

As he did, the radiance of the Great Dao surged.

Above his head, a massive mountain materialized.

It was identical to the one Changsun Yu and Bai Yunfei had summoned—this was the Mountain Suppression Seal.

Lin Jiufeng had observed Bai Yunfei and analyzed the technique using the Feathered Ascension Sutra, deriving its essence.

Now, Dao energy swirled around him, and the enormous mountain trembled with formidable power, as if the heavens themselves were crashing down!

Perched atop the mountain, birds took flight, beasts roamed, silver waterfalls cascaded, and vast rivers stretched endlessly. Ancient and imposing, it exuded a boundless aura.

Lin Jiufeng's gaze was serene, his robes fluttering in the wind. Though ethereal, his presence was intimidating. The surroundings fell into silence.

As the colossal Mountain Suppression Seal descended, it crushed Qingshan's treasured Dao Diagram, tearing it apart with overwhelming force. Blood spurted from Qingshan's mouth.

"This… This is…" Qingshan was stunned beyond belief. Lin Jiufeng had actually used the Feathered Ascension Sutra to manifest the Mountain Suppression Seal!

Could a Sixth Prohibition cultivator truly achieve this?

In the Supreme Dao, only Eighth Prohibition Grandmasters were allowed to learn the Mountain Suppression Seal.

Even Qingshan himself had never mastered it.

Now, with his soul-bound Dao Diagram destroyed, Qingshan wanted to flee. Fear gripped his heart.

Without hesitation, he turned and ran.

The disciples of the Supreme Dao were all dumbfounded. They could not believe what they had just witnessed—a Seventh Prohibition elder fleeing in terror from a Sixth Prohibition cultivator.

"Senior Uncle, he's running away!" Yue Dashan shouted anxiously.

Lin Jiufeng remained composed. He dissipated the mountain above his head and said softly, "He won't escape."

The next moment, Lin Jiufeng plucked a single blade of grass from the ground in front of the Sutra Depository.

Then, he swung it gently in Qingshan's direction.

In that instant, time flowed like water, space hummed like music, and it felt as though an ancient figure, long buried in dust and ashes, stood upon a desolate land, wielding nothing but a blade of grass to sever the sun, moon, and stars.

Grass and Wood Sword Technique!

This was an ultimate sword technique left behind by a predecessor. It was Lin Jiufeng's first time using it. The shadow buried in dust and ashes was the very master who had created this sword art.

At that moment, sword qi raged, and waves of sword energy set the heavens ablaze.

Qingshan was moving at full speed, showcasing the full extent of his Seventh Prohibition cultivation. In mere moments, he had put a great distance between himself and Yuhua Sect.

But just as he thought he was safe, he felt an immense danger approaching from behind.

Turning his head, he saw an ocean of sword qi surging toward him from all directions.

There was nowhere to run.

"No…!"

Qingshan roared in terror, but in the next second, the sword qi pierced through him.

His body evaporated into thin air—no blood, no flesh, nothing remained.

At the spot where he perished, a single blade of grass fell gently to the ground, devoid of any aura.

The Seventh Prohibition elder, Qingshan—dead.

The disciples of the Supreme Dao turned deathly pale, their expressions filled with horror as they looked at the figure standing before the Sutra Depository of Yuhua Sect.

Lin Jiufeng stood there, his black hair flowing in the wind, his eyes calm and clear. His robe remained spotless, unstained by a single drop of blood, even after slaying a Seventh Prohibition master.

Behind him, his three disciples stared at him with eyes full of admiration.

Especially Wen Xinyun—beyond reverence, she felt excitement.

Was the Grass and Wood Sword Technique truly this terrifying?

She swore to master it.

Lin Jiufeng then looked at the remaining Supreme Dao disciples, his expression cold as he raised a hand and pressed down.

The Feathered Ascension Sutra manifested the Mountain Suppression Seal, which descended upon them.

Boom!!!

The void trembled violently. A devastating force spread out, crushing every single Supreme Dao disciple.

None survived.

Lin Jiufeng did not spare them a second glance. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on the distant battlefield where Bai Yunfei fought.

That was the true decisive battle.

"I wonder if Master has caught up with that Eighth Prohibition Grandmaster," Yue Dashan said anxiously.

As soon as he spoke, a massive energy burst erupted in the distant horizon.

Moments later, a corpse fell from the sky, blood raining down.

Lin Jiufeng chuckled. "Looks like your master has slain the Eighth Prohibition Grandmaster."

Once again, Yuhua Sect had achieved the impossible—defying a higher realm and emerging victorious.