Unrivaled Comprehension: From Mortal to Immortal King

The eight Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestors of Taishang Dao relentlessly pursued Bai Yunfei, closing in step by step, forcing him to retreat, now almost at the gates of Yuhua Mountain.

"To think, the master of Yuhua Gate is so determined, even in death, he clings to the hope of reaching Yuhua Mountain and undergoing ascension with his sect," one of the Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestors sneered at the battered Bai Yunfei.

"Unfortunately, Yuhua Mountain is no longer what it was three hundred years ago. Even if you return, no one will be able to save you."

"Bai Yunfei, hand over the Yuhua Ascension Sutra, and we might still give you a dignified end."

"Indeed. If we catch you, and perform the soul search, it will be far worse than death."

The Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestors of Taishang Dao continued to attack Bai Yunfei with words, hoping to break his resolve.

Bloodied and pale, Bai Yunfei stared at the eight Dao Ancestors with cold disdain. "I've heard that soul searching is a technique the Demon Sect excels at, but now, it seems that Taishang Dao surpasses even the Demon Sect."

"Hmph, the victors write the history. Once we kill you and destroy Yuhua Mountain, who will even remember this?"

"After the fall of Yuhua Mountain, no one will dare to speak against Taishang Dao," one of them declared coldly.

"This is the world of cultivation, where the weak are prey to the strong. The so-called righteous and demonic sects are just self-imposed shackles."

The Dao Ancestors of Taishang Dao watched Bai Yunfei with disdain, and in a swift motion, they closed in on him, surrounding him completely.

"I must admit, the Yuhua Ascension Sutra is impressive, allowing someone like you—who has just broken through the Eighth-Stage—to hold out against our combined attack for so long."

"Yes, no wonder Zhou Sheng had the Ninth-Stage ancestor personally intervene a hundred years ago. The Yuhua Ascension Sutra truly deserves its reputation as a marvel of the cultivation world."

Surrounded and realizing escape was impossible, Bai Yunfei calmed himself and self-mockingly said, "It seems I'm still no match for Senior Brother Zhou Sheng. Though both of us are at the Eighth-Stage, and both practice the Yuhua Ascension Sutra, he was able to draw out the Ninth-Stage ancestor, while I cannot."

"After the incident a hundred years ago, the ancestor personally selected and trained us eight brothers, living and cultivating together. We practice the same techniques and follow the same path, and though we are not blood brothers, we are in perfect harmony. Together, we can even challenge a Ninth-Stage master. That's why, this time, there's no need for the ancestor to act. We can handle it ourselves," said one of the Dao Ancestors, his hooked nose a cruel smile.

"Bai Yunfei, to die by our hands, you can at least die without regret."

With that, all eight Dao Ancestors raised their hands in unison, their Dao power swirling within their palms. With a simple motion, they would unleash the Wu Xiang Dafa, a combined attack that would surely kill the exhausted Bai Yunfei.

Even with the Yuhua Ascension Sutra, there was nothing he could do to stop them.

Bai Yunfei, gasping for breath, gathered all his strength. A halo of celestial light appeared behind him as he prepared for a final desperate fight. His chances were slim, but waiting for death was not his style.

Boom!

The eight Dao Ancestors launched their Wu Xiang Dafa simultaneously. Energy surged like an unstoppable tide, creating a vast, oppressive force that descended on Bai Yunfei.

The celestial light from the Yuhua Ascension Sutra resisted for a moment but was soon shattered. Bai Yunfei was simply too weak. After a prolonged battle, bloodied and drained, he was on the verge of collapse.

As this happened, within the Scripture Hall of Yuhua Mountain, Lin Jiufeng's expression grew cold. He stepped forward and stood beneath a sky full of stars.

Vroom!

His terrifying soul power surged forth, commanding the energies of heaven and earth, before he sharply grasped the air.

Boom!

At that moment, spiritual energy exploded, the evening winds around Yuhua Mountain stirred violently, and the Dao force surged toward Bai Yunfei's direction like a tidal wave.

A thousand miles away, Bai Yunfei, already on the verge of death, had been certain that his end was near. But the next second, the eight Dao Ancestors' faces changed dramatically as they looked toward Yuhua Mountain in disbelief. There, a tremendous force from the Dao, like a rising ocean tide, crashed toward them.

Boom!

Before they could react, they were enveloped by the vast Dao energy. Howling winds, churning dark clouds, and violent starlight surrounded them. Strands of energy, like thunderbolts, overwhelmed the eight Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestors.

No matter how they struggled, it was futile.

The Dao energy surged over them, and in front of Bai Yunfei, it was as if they had fallen into the ocean, unable to escape and being swept away by the waves.

Bai Yunfei stared in disbelief, his eyes wide.

In that moment, the Dao forces in the heavens and earth became traceable and clear. A large ink-colored white carp leapt out from the waves of the Dao sea, directly devouring one of the Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestors.

The Dao Ancestor was unprepared for the terrifying power of the Dao-formed carp. In an instant, they were crushed and killed.

With the death of one, the Wu Xiang Dafa formation shattered. The resistance of the remaining seven Ancestors weakened dramatically.

Bai Yunfei watched in awe, his eyes widening. He knew that the giant white carp was an embodiment of his Senior Brother's Dao comprehension.

His Senior Brother had come to save him.

Bai Yunfei began to laugh wildly, his voice echoing across the battlefield.

The remaining three Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestors, horrified, shouted in terror, "Which senior expert has intervened? We, the disciples of Taishang Dao, are students of the Grand Master, Tai Xu Dao Ren!"

"Senior, we had no intention to disturb, we only sought to kill Bai Yunfei. If we have offended you, we are willing to apologize and beg for mercy."

The three remaining Dao Ancestors were shaking in fear, realizing from the flowing Dao forces and the overwhelming energy that the person intervening must be a master from the Ninth-Stage. Terrified, they begged for mercy.

Bai Yunfei laughed even harder. "Now you're afraid? What senior? This is my Senior Brother. With him here, Taishang Dao's plans to destroy Yuhua Mountain are nothing but a pipe dream."

The three remaining Dao Ancestors' faces turned ashen. "Yuhua Mountain has such a powerful expert?"

But no answer came, only the white carp.

The Dao forces continued to roll. Wherever the white carp went, it devoured another Eighth-Stage Dao Ancestor.

The Taishang Dao experts could not fight back. The moon above the ocean of Dao suppressed them, the lotus of suffering fixed one in place, and the flower of the other shore claimed another. They could only watch as the carp flipped over and the endless sea waves engulfed them.