Yellow Court Daoist

"Hmm?"

Lu Qingfeng furrowed his brows, staring intently into the depths of the spring.

Having cultivated in this location for a month, he had previously explored the depths of the spring, but found them extraordinarily peculiar. Not only were his Divine Sense and other exploratory techniques ineffective, but the deeper he ventured, the stronger he felt a sense of oppression.

It was as if a great terror was lurking within.

After attempting to explore, Lu Qingfeng eventually restrained his curiosity, choosing not to venture deeper. This place was sufficient for his cultivation, quickly enhancing his Dao ability. Once he achieved the realm of an Earth Immortal, it would undoubtedly be safer to explore further.

But at this very moment,

the originally mysterious and dangerously enigmatic depths of the spring suddenly emanated a sense of being watched. Lu Qingfeng felt a surge of ferocity and a thirst for slaughter roll in with the spring's current, engulfing him in an instant.

It made his hair stand on end.

"This is—"

Lu Qingfeng's figure swayed, and he employed the Invisibility Technique, completely concealing himself. Looking again towards the depths of the spring, he saw a bolt of thunder wrapped in a mass of golden light hurtling towards him.

Ferocious and murderous.

The killing intent was overwhelming.

The chilling aura almost froze the spatial surroundings, solidifying the void and making it difficult to even move, even for an Earth Immortal.

As the golden light surged forth,

the spring ceased abruptly. A Cloud Pond flew out from it into the golden light and vanished. The mysterious atmosphere around immediately faded, and the mist gradually dissipated, like water without a source, unable to continue.

Following this trend,

in a mere hundred years or so, the Divine Liquid formed from the mist would completely vanish.

Seeing this,

Lu Qingfeng could not help but realize that this spring was entirely connected to that Cloud Pond.

But now, even if the Cloud Pond remained as mystical and bizarre as ever, Lu Qingfeng had no interest in it.

He hid by the side, allowing his aura to dissipate on its own without revealing his form.

His eyes radiating spirit light, he looked towards the thunder and golden light, stretching his sight to its limit. He saw a brocade-clothed youth standing amidst the thunder, his features fiercely menacing and his eyes blood red. At just one glance, his pupils seemed to contain endless slaughter, drawing one into an abyss of ceaseless killing from which there was no escape.

Seeing the brocade-clothed youth and those emotionless, cold, and indifferent eyes, Lu Qingfeng felt a mix of joy and sorrow, overwhelmed with emotion.

And the brocade-clothed youth, sensing something,

turned his gaze emotionlessly towards Lu Qingfeng.

In an instant,

their eyes met.

Images flashed through Lu Qingfeng's mind—a hundred thousand years in a blink, as if returning to three thousand lonely years under starry skies. During those three thousand years, the Daoist aged slowly, eventually becoming white-haired. Yet there was a ferocious creature that gained intelligence, transformed into a human, and cultivated into a stern youth.

The youth followed the Daoist.

From the Daoist's prime to his hair turning white amongst the stars, only these two remained.

Finally, only one was left.

...

"Six-winged."

Lu Qingfeng watched the youth, his face showing both the joy of reunion and the pain of seeing a disciple turn into a demon.

His heart was conflicted.

But as he spoke—

Crack!

Electric light flashed under the brocade-clothed youth's feet, and with the golden light crisscrossing, he stepped forth to Lu Qingfeng. Without any warning, the powerful aura pressured Lu Qingfeng to remain on the spot, as if to crush him into dust.

Without a word,

a massacre commenced.

The brocade-clothed youth truly lived up to his fierce reputation, decisive in killing.

"Six-winged."

Lu Qingfeng looked up, the youth's eyes closer now, the blood red in them appearing extremely rational yet devoid of emotion and Spiritual Charm.

The great pressure descended.

Lu Qingfeng stepped on 'Cloud Peak Steps,' tearing apart the oppressive atmosphere as his figure flickered unstably. At the same time, he reached back and fetched an item resembling the Dan Book Iron Certificate—it was the 'Dutian Xuanming Strategy.' Holding the strategy, he tossed it into the sky, and immediately, thirty-six thousand Primordial Spirit Level Xuanming Yin Soldiers and three hundred sixty-five True Immortal Level Dutian Ghost Generals appeared.

They arranged the 'Dutian Xuanming Formation' in the air.

The brocade-clothed youth completely ignored them, his eyes flashing with thunder, and with a crack, he tore through the formation set by the Ghost General Yin Soldiers, turning them into mist that dissipated into the air.

Sparks flew,

and even shattered the 'Dutian Xuanming Strategy' deployed in the sky.

His momentum unabated, he continued to aim towards Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng moved again with Cloud Peak Steps.

Pointing towards the youth, he immediately launched the 'Two Pole Universe Light Disk,' from which the Two Pole Meridian Divine Light emanated, commanding the Two Pole Primordial Magnetic Power in an attempt to entangle the brocade-clothed youth.

However, the youth simply vibrated the golden light surrounding him, cleanly shattering the Two Pole Meridian Divine Light. His aura surged, and the Eighth Rank Magical Artifact 'Two Pole Universe Light Disk' directly shattered into flying ash.

Following this,

the youth stood in place, not pursuing further, but lifting one hand to the sky, with thunder flashing in his palm, summoning the thunder from above. In an instant, the sky gathered dark clouds, and Thunder Prison descended!

Seeing Thunder Prison arrive, the area was densely blanketed with thunder, leaving no room to maneuver unless by shattering the void.

Lu Qingfeng looked at the youth,

his eyes showing pity, not dodging or evading, he actually sat down cross-legged. As he sat down, he transformed into his true form 'Qingjing Method Bamboo.' As the bamboo appeared, using it as the center, a bamboo forest instantly grew within the thunder.

The Green Bamboo swayed,

and bamboo leaves fluttered.

From within the bamboo forest, strains of Dao sounds emerged—

"If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky falling won't disturb; amidst myriad changes, still steady, the spirit serene and the breath quiet. Forget oneself and guard the One, the six roots greatly settled. Cultivate