Yellow Court Daoist

The two generals arrived first.

One general came from the west, dressed in earthy yellow armor, his ugly features twisted, his eyes like copper bells, wielding a crescent halberd.

The other came from the east, clad in mysterious armor and draped in a red robe, his physique steely yet his face somewhat delicate.

The two generals landed.

From the south, a graceful figure appeared, dressed in palace attire, with phoenix eyes and willow-leaf eyebrows, her face alluring and captivating.

She floated over gracefully.

"Fellow Daoist Brothers, we meet again."

The woman in palace attire landed, looking at the two generals by her side, her phoenix eyes curving into a half-moon, brimming with smiles.

Instructing the Powerful Warriors to move mountains.

Lu Qingfeng looked at the woman in palace attire, unable to see through her cultivation level at a glance, but surely she was no less than the Primordial Spirit Realm.

"Golden Lotus Sect."

"Gongsun Luan."

Lu Qingfeng, familiar with the local intelligence, guessed the woman's identity.

This one was not easy to deal with; in the chaotic situation of the Southern Border, she had managed to secure a foothold, not just because of her high cultivation level, but also because her strategies and tactics were formidable.

"Gongsun Luan."

The two generals turned to look at Gongsun Luan, the ugly one snorting coldly, his eyes shimmering with a cold light. The one in the red robe gave a smile yet there was something sinister about it.

"Fellow Daoist Xunfeng."

"As for me, the woman, I've merely acquired a few scattered characters after my birth recently, why such aloofness?"

Gongsun Luan faced the ugly general, her voice tender, posing somewhat piteously.

Invoking compassion.

"Hmph."

"You woman, don't act clever after gaining an advantage, otherwise I will have to settle this with you again, once and for all!"

The ugly general angrily said to Gongsun Luan, his eyes filled with a murderous intent.

"Always fighting and killing upon meeting, what's the point? Another day, Fellow Daoist Xunfeng, come to Divine Room Mountain, and chat with me about the romantic tales of wind, flowers, and snow; wouldn't that be lovely?" Gongsun Luan teased with a coquettish gaze, chidingly said.

Truly a woman of charm.

The ugly general showed a mocking look, not engaging further.

"Such a charmingly provocative Jade Lotus Envoy."

"It seems this Golden Lotus Sect really isn't orthodox."

Lu Qingfeng's gaze swept over the coquettish Gongsun Luan, then turned to the other two generals, recognizing each one—

"Xunfeng."

"That must be the Great Xunfeng Demon of Fu Huo Mountain."

"And the other one must be Jian Zhang of Yanqing Ridge."

The former emanated a vast and natural demonic aura, obviously a native-born great demon.

The latter's body exuded a dense blood aura, his aura mysterious, cultivating the Blood Spring Sect's demon techniques using the Blood Sea and Blood Spring. Although it couldn't compare to the Blood Dao Skills such as Blood God Scripture or Blood Sea Scripture that Lu Qingfeng obtained in the Five Directions Realm, it still held merit in the mortal realm.

Using the Blood Spring in the Yanqing Ridge, he stood on an invincible ground naturally.

"Everyone's here."

Lu Qingfeng's eyes narrowed, standing motionless atop the peak of Black Water Mountain.

With the arrival of the trio including Gongsun Luan, they first caught up with each other briefly, their gazes sweeping over Lu Qingfeng and Yun Luo, instantly attracted by the thunderous sound of three hundred Moving Mountain Warriors.

"Such formidable Moving Mountain Warriors."

Gongsun Luan seeing Xunfeng Demon silent, then turned to admire the Moving Mountain Warriors, her voice clear yet enchanting, stirring a slight thrill and fervor in the hearts of listeners.

No sooner had she finished speaking.

The Great Xunfeng Demon swept his crescent halberd, and without a word, swept away the closest Moving Mountain Warrior. Mana swirled, a gale howling, intending to sweep away the Moving Mountain Warrior.

"Truly a breed that feeds on flesh and blood."

Seeing this, both Gongsun Luan and Jian Zhang showed disdain in their eyes.

Compared with the Great Xunfeng Demon.

Not only were they born into great sects, they were born human, with awakened spiritual wisdom. Unlike this Great Xunfeng Demon, who, being born a demon, couldn't compare to the dignity of human beings.

"What evil creatures!"

Lu Qingfeng, seeing the Great Xunfeng Demon daring to abduct a Moving Mountain Warrior, was instantly furious. With a loud shout, he pointed, and from within Black Water Mountain, a Sword Qi suddenly emerged. This Sword Qi split into ninety-nine strands in midair.

Setting up a Sword Array, shattering the gale, and trapping the Great Xunfeng Demon within it.

Boom!

Once the Sword Array was formed, the ninety-nine sword lights transformed into countless more, twisting and slashing from all directions, nearly shattering a portion of space.

"How dare you block me?!"

The Great Xunfeng Demon's ugly face twisted fiercely.

His heart also filled with anger.

He swept his crescent halberd, clashing directly with the Sword Array. Although he and Lu Qingfeng were both Primordial Spirit Practitioners, Lu Qingfeng utilized an Eighth Rank Sword Artifact, channeling the mountain's earth energy from beneath Black Water Mountain to condense the Sword Array.

He had the advantage of being prepared.

Although the Great Xunfeng Demon was strong, he found it hard to break free from the Sword Array for a while.

"What a mysteriously exquisite Sword Array."

Upon seeing the Sword Array, Gongsun Luan and Jian Zhang were taken aback. Even if they were caught in such a Sword Array, they would need to be extremely cautious. A slight misstep, and though their lives might not be at risk, they would nonetheless find themselves in an awkward predicament.

Lu Qingfeng looked at the two, "I am Qing Yuanzi, a disciple of the Rong Hong True Immortal from the Yu Mountain Sect."

Introducing himself right away.

"Yu Mountain Sect."

"A disciple of Rong Hong True Immortal?!"

Gongsun Luan and Jian Zhang were originally guessing Lu Qingfeng's background, but hearing this pedigree, they were shocked.

Being from the Yu Mountain Sect wasn't frightening.

The Yu Mountain Sect had many Primordial Spirit True Ones, and many even attempted to establish spiritual abodes in the land of the Southern Border. But aside from those truly with profound origins and exceptional backgrounds, the vast majority returned defeated, suffering substantial losses.

But this person before them, being a true disciple of an Immortal, certainly could not be viewed in the same light as ordinary Primordial Spirit individuals.

"So, it's Fellow Daoist Qing Yuanzi."

"My apologies for the oversight."

"I am Gongsun Luan, cultivating on Divine Room Mountain."

Gongsun Luan smiled at Lu Qingfeng, her voice tender and enticing, tingling the listener's heart.

Jian Zhang smiled softly with profound meaning, "Yanqing Ridge's Jian Zhang."

Gongsun Luan smiled again, turning towards Yun Luo, "And may I ask who this is—"

Yun Luo stood between heaven and earth, ignoring her.

Seeing this, Lu Qingfeng laughed and said, "This is Fellow Daoist Yun Luo, my Eighth Senior Sister."

"Fellow Daoist Yun Luo."

"In Southern Border, it's rare to see female cultivators; we sisters should indeed become closer in the future."

Gongsun Luan smiled charmingly, looking utterly sincere.

Yun Luo glanced over and spat out lightly, "Demon cult bewitcher."

How could Yun Luo, a female crown, associate with such a flirtatious and lowly woman?

"Ha ha!"

"You should stop trying to cozy up to others only to get the cold shoulder, searching for your own humiliation. If you don't make your move, these three hundred Moving Mountain Warriors will muster their full might, and that won't be easy to deal with."

Jian Zhang laughed loudly from the side and then dashed forward.

His figure flickered, dividing into dozens of Blood Shadows, each darting towards a Moving Mountain Warrior.

"Blood Spring Demon Sect."

"Blood Shadow Technique."

Lu Qingfeng recognized this, knowing it was an extremely sinister group attack technique from the Blood Spring Demon Sect. This technique requires a living person to be refined; their skin gruesomely peeled away and their full Blood Body refined, transforming into an Essence Qi-condensed Blood Shadow, integrated into one's own body.

Alternately using the flesh, Divine Soul, and blood of thousands of Life Spirits to refine the Blood Shadows further.

When engaged in battle, the release of Blood Shadows meant disaster for both righteous and evil cultivators; merely extending an arm and pouncing would drain the target's Divine Soul and Essence Qi completely.

Additionally, the perpetrator could use the victim's original body to harm their comrades.

Upon encountering a second person, it still detaches and turns into a Blood Shadow, pouncing; once it strikes, no one is spared. Even those with great mana, if taken by surprise, couldn't avoid being victimized.

Especially formidable was its immunity to Water, Fire, Wind, Thunder, and even Magical Treasure Flying Swords.

Though brutal and wicked to cultivate, once completed, it was devastatingly unstoppable.

Jian Zhang had refined thirty-six layers of Blood Shadows, sacrificed untold numbers of Life Spirits, his being cloaked in sin. It seemed as though Jian Zhang stood amidst a bloody pool connecting heaven and earth, this deep crime emitting a bizarre glow, making the Blood Spring even more eerie.

"What a fiend of the Blood Spring Demon Sect!"

Upon seeing this, Lu Qingfeng's eyebrows stood on end, a shimmer flashing in his eyes.

Boom!

He stomped, and all the rocks and vegetation around transformed into Sword Qi. Millions of Sword Qi burst forth, slashing towards the thirty-six layers of Blood Shadows.

Hiss, hiss, hiss!

Streaks of Sword Qi swept across.

The thirty-six layers of Blood Shadows tried to dodge left and right but couldn't escape the myriad of Sword Qi, getting pierced thousands of times; even some Blood Shadows shattered, turning into a sky full of blood light.

Yet Jian Zhang's face still bore a soft smile.

"Hmm?"

Lu Qingfeng sensed trouble, looking up just in time to see the sky full of blood light dodge the Sword Qi, swirling above a Moving Mountain Warrior, and then gathering together again—Blood Shadows coalescing and lunging at the moving mountain warriors.

Thousands of Sword Qi couldn't slay the Blood Shadows.

Instead, they sneakily captured all Moving Mountain Warriors one by one.

Boom!

Boom!

Thirty-six Moving Mountain Warriors' mountainous shoulders immediately fell to the ground, the earth trembling loudly. The warriors' bodies flickered with blood light, their vitality visibly draining rapidly.

Initially strong bodies also thinned to mere bone.

In just a moment.

They turned into heaps of dry bones scattered on the ground.

Blood Shadows burst out, the blood light intensifying further, poised to charge at other Moving Mountain Warriors.

"What a demon!"

Lu Qingfeng was suddenly furious.

If this continued, wouldn't his three hundred painstakingly cultivated Moving Mountain Warriors all perish here?!

Without delay.

He reached into the void, his fingers between them flashing thirty-six bead-like ice crystals that whooshed out. Carrying wind and thunder, they smashed towards the thirty-six layers of Blood Shadows.

"Don't waste your energy."

"My thirty-six layers of Blood Shadows fear neither Water, Fire, Wind, Thunder, nor Magical Treasure Flying Swords. No matter how exquisite your Sword Dao, it's useless."

Jian Zhang saw Lu Qingfeng throwing the ice crystals, utterly unafraid, taunting him.

Seeing Yun Luo stepping forward, rushing towards him.

Jian Zhang kept on guard while yelling to Gongsun Luan on one side, "Gongsun Luan, aren't you going to act?"

With the thirty-six layers of Blood Shadows, Jian Zhang felt confident in dealing with Qing Yuanzi, possibly even against two adversaries.

But to fight till death while Gongsun Luan just sat back and reaped the benefits, that absolutely wouldn't work.

"Sister Yun Luo."

"This is the men's fight; why should we get involved?"

Seeing Jian Zhang possibly pulling back any moment, no longer just watching, Gongsun Luan moved, floating forward, throwing a training ribbon to blockade Yun Luo.

Yun Luo opened her mouth.

A sword pill appeared in the air.

A sword pill.

In form, a pill; in essence, a sword!

Sharp enough to slice through iron like mud, yet soft enough to wrap around a finger.

Even more mysterious than ordinary Flying Swords and Magic Swords.

Yun Luo's mana surged.

The sword pill refined the firmament.

A lofty and upright Sword Intent soared, complementing the thousands of Sword Qi commanded by Lu Qingfeng on Black Water Mountain, shining brilliantly together.

Combating Gongsun Luan at close quarters.