Yellow Court Daoist

Shaohe Abyss South.

A streak of tunneling light ripped through the vast sky, plummeting onto Nameless Mountain.

"Third Senior Brother."

A figure emerged from within the mountain—it was Yao Sihai, who respectfully called out to the individual donned in a large red robe.

The arriving individual was none other than Yao Sihai's third senior brother, Zhao Muchun, the third disciple under the Red-haired Ancestor of Red Wood Ridge and the Peak Master of Tu Cui Peak.

Zhao Muchun approached with large strides, a grim expression painting his face. He looked at Yao Sihai and demanded, "Junior Brother Yao, where is the Blood Calling Bag now?!"

"The Blood Calling Bag?"

"After borrowing this treasure, it was taken into the Shaohe Abyss by Sun a few days ago."

Yao Sihai replied, but suddenly his expression shifted as though an ominous thought struck him, "Could something have gone wrong?"

"Sun Zhanxian's life token has shattered," Zhao Muchun's face darkened to an extreme.

Yao Sihai's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this.

Sun Zhanxian was Zhao Muchun's favored disciple. He had gone to borrow the Blood Calling Bag, coincidentally being at Tu Cui Peak, and hence Zhao Muchun lent it to him to counter Lin Ye at Qin Shen Mountain.

The Blood Calling Bag was under his command.

But now, Sun Zhanxian was dead, and the Blood Calling Bag—

"The Blood Calling Bag has been refined by someone else!"

Zhao Muchun was filled with rage; the Blood Calling Bag, refined by him over many years, had long been a Second Rank Immortal Artifact. Its loss meant his own power had diminished by thirty to fifty percent, a severe blow he could not ignore, fueling his fury.

Had the loss occurred in his own hands it might have been more bearable, but given it had been lost due to meddling in outside affairs, his anger was even greater.

"Rest assured, Senior Brother, I shall provide you with a proper explanation for this incident," Yao Sihai admitted his fault, trying first to soothe with words, then frowning, "Could Lin Ye really be invincible?!"

Generals in the cave had fallen one after another.

Magic Artifacts and Immortal Artifacts had been taken continuously.

Even Yao Sihai, faced with such a predicament in Shaohe Abyss where even Earth Immortals dared not enter for fear of provoking fierce beasts, found himself troubled and, for the moment, at a loss for a strategy to contend with Lin Ye.

Silence filled the mountains.

Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun, with furrowed brows and stern faces, stood face to face.

For a while, no better approach came to mind.

Suddenly, both their expressions changed as they looked simultaneously towards a spot in the void. There appeared a young Daoist, unknown to Zhao Muchun but recognized by Yao Sihai, "Lin Feng from Vulture Mountain?"

Lu Qingfeng manifested from the void.

Seeing Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun, he lightly patted his sleeve and smiled, "Let's start with these two."

With that declaration, he stamped his foot.

Boom!

The ground shook and the mountains tremored.

"How dare you!"

Already frustrated, Yao Sihai was infuriated by the audacity of this mere True Immortal casting spells before him, provoking him intensely. The Earth Immortal's face turned ice cold as he swept his sleeve fiercely, unleashing vast mana that rolled out for a hundred miles, attempting to engulf Lu Qingfeng within it.

"Taiyin Calamity Crossing Robe!"

Lu Qingfeng stood his ground, not dodging or evading, clad in the Taiyin Robe that repelled all skills. The Xuanji beneath his feet spread, with the earth and mountains responding, a chasm split open beneath the feet of Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun, like the gaping maw of a predatory beast.

It was the Mountain and Earth Breaking Skill!

A Great Divine Power Technique combined with the Fourth Level mastery suddenly restrained Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun.

"Great Divine Power!"

Yao Sihai laughed in his fury, unable to move but not panicked. As the miasma proved ineffective, he released five streams of Qing Yan, which twisted the void and withered the vegetation, sapping the vitality in its path.

It was the Red Wood Ridge's secret Five Poison Great Method.

Having achieved Earth Immortal status, Yao Sihai had cultivated the Way of the Five Poisons to unfathomable depths. This poison smoke was something not even Earth Immortals could lightly endure.

"Five Poison Smoke."

Lu Qingfeng glanced casually, untroubled. With a wave of his hand, he released the 'Five Elements Peach Blossom Miasma'. The black smoke dissipated, revealing a brilliance interwoven with hidden starlight that swiftly devoured the poison smoke.

"Five Elements Peach Blossom Miasma?!"

Seeing his own powerful artifact in action, Yao Sihai's eyes gleamed with sharpness, "So, it was stolen by you!"

Even Zhao Muchun frowned beside him.

Both struggled to use their mana to escape the abyss beneath their feet.

But as Lu Qingfeng entered the Longevity Mist, his mana was profound, and his Dao ability was by no means inferior. 'Mountain and Earth Breaking Skill,' although newly cultivated to the Fourth Level, still boasted a force maturing towards the Seventh and Eighth Layers of Great Divine Power, and was not something to be easily shrugged off.

When Zhao Muchun also looked to use a move, Lu Qingfeng's Xuanji surged underfoot, and in a flickering moment, he positioned himself in front of the two Earth Immortals. He raised both hands, palms facing downwards, unleashing from his palms a black and white, five-colored radiance as inscrutable as the Heavenly Mechanism and as substantial as mountains.

With a forceful slam!

Bang!

Bang!

With two resounding thumps, his hands, imbued with the 'Great Five Elements Yin Yang Magnetic Annihilation Divine Light', a Great Divine Power cultivated to the Fifth Level with immense penetrative force, smashed down upon the heads of Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun. No amount of mana or protective Immortal Artifact could resist it, especially not when these two Earth Immortals lacked their favored treasures.

Instantaneously.

They were both slammed into the abyss that had split open in the mountain, threatening to plummet into the core-earth Purgatory to be subdued.

As Lu Qingfeng's intentions manifested.

The ground and mountains sealed shut.

The pressure increased exponentially!

"Such a fiercely powerful Divine Power."

Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun, sensing impending doom, were in shock. After tens of thousands of years of cultivation, they were getting bested by a True Immortal, without the slightest ability to fight back or defend, humiliation aside, it was terrifying.

It was at that moment.

As he was about to mobilize the suppressed and turbulent mana to employ his Divine Skills and escape, a faint light flickered in the depths of the abyss, heading straight for his face. With his form restrained, there was no time to dodge, and the light struck him squarely in the face.

The next moment.

His gaze turned vacant, his seven souls shattered on impact and scattered around. Frozen and unable to move, it was the Great Divine Power "Fallen Divine Light"—once it strikes, souls disperse helplessly, making it unstoppable.

Seizing this opportunity.

Lu Qingfeng took a step forward, his left hand covering Yao Sihai with the Great Sun Annihilation Divine Light to grind away his seven souls. His right hand enveloped Zhao Muchun with the Qingjing Heavenly Fire to refine his soul.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roar was unending.

Lu Qingfeng showed no mercy, unleashing his Great Divine Powers in succession. He bombarded them with tactics and speed that left the two Earth Immortals with no chance to strike back.

One must understand.

Even Earth Immortals mostly have only honed Divine Skills. Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun had their own Divine Skills to rely on, supplemented by powerful magic artifacts, enabling them to roam freely across the Southern Border.

But they had not expected they would encounter Lu Qingfeng today.

His Cultivation Technique was mysterious, and his mana as profound and unrestrained as any common Earth Immortal, with a quality just as superior.

Even employing ordinary Divine Skills could match an Earth Immortal in strength. Now with several Great Divine Powers raining down on them, how could the Earth Immortals withstand it?

And then.

Two Great Divine Powers were unleashed, and that wasn't all. Lu Qingfeng's eyes shone with a golden light, and with a focused stare, two Golden Sabers flew out, each streaking towards an Earth Immortal.

This was the "Golden Saber Soul Slaughter Method"!

With the Mountain and Earth Breaking Skill suppressing,

The Great Five Elements Yin Yang Magnetic Annihilation Divine Light knocking down,

The Fallen Divine Light dominating,

The Great Sun Annihilation Divine Light and the Qingjing Heavenly Fire together with the Golden Saber Soul Slaughter Method stealing souls and claiming lives.

Even Earth Immortals had difficulty resisting.

In an instant.

Their seven souls, blasted into tens of thousands of shards, intensely resisted and attempted to entwine and reform. Lu Qingfeng set his resolve, unfolded the "Longevity Realm," and swept all those myriad soul fragments within, entrusting them to the Twelve Demon Gods for suppression and annihilation.

Inside the Dharma Realm.

Golden Sabers glimmered, aiding the Twelve Demon Gods in continuous erosion.

Meanwhile,

Outside, Lu Qingfeng summoned the Quiet Bamboo Stick, and twelve Iron-Backed Centipedes flew out—like Ancient Heavenly Dragons—each seizing Yao Sihai and Zhao Muchun by their limbs, torsos, and heads—

And pulled with ferocious force!

Bang!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The bodies of the Earth Immortals, refined for hundreds of thousands of years, suddenly disintegrated. Lu Qingfeng flicked his fingers, sending twelve streams of Dutian Demon Flames onto their Immortal forms. In an instant, like a spark hitting oil or dry kindling catching fierce fire, they erupted into flames.

The Earth Immortals had profound and deep Dao abilities; both their Divine Souls and Immortal bodies contained endless mysteries.

Their Divine Souls, suppressed within the Dharma Realm, constantly eroded, bursting forth with mysteries, causing the realm to grow and expand. Their Immortal bodies, given to the Demon Flames for refining, released strands of mysterious essence—refined out. Each inhalation and exhalation was absorbed by Lu Qingfeng.

The "Twelve Heavenly Demon God Skill" roared into action, refining everything.

Mana ascended in spirals.

As such.

The two Earth Immortals no longer held any hope of turning the tables.

As the earth and mountains sealed shut completely, Lu Qingfeng leaped forth, determined his direction, and walking on cloud tops, he rushed toward the north of the Shaohe Abyss.

...

Three months later.

Red Wood Ridge, Heavenly Dog Cliff.

The Heavenly Dog Cliff, situated midway up a perilous ridge, was a vast place - a thousand-zhang azure cliff, flanked by rivers on both sides, with a vast stone flat stretching three hundred li in length and two hundred li in width at its center. The stone flat was dotted with peaks and strange rocks that rose abruptly from the ground, forming an odd and whimsical landscape, each with its own character, vivid and seemingly alive.

This was precisely where the Red-haired Ancestor of Red Wood Ridge secluded himself for cultivation, instruction, and passing on his teachings.

Cautious by nature, even though he possessed wide-ranging Divine Skills, the Red-haired Ancestor kept an extremely powerful Array set up on the Heavenly Dog Cliff all year round.

The various sizeable and peculiar peaks and rocks scattered like chess pieces across the flat were all consecrated by spells, in correspondence with the Array, integrating inner and outer uses, creating unpredictable changes. Notably, the Miao Xiang Mountain, a natural barrier, stretched across the flat, sealing the entrance to Gourd Valley; the defense was indeed so tight, no enemy could think of trespassing beyond the Thunder Pond without invitation.

On this day.

The Red-haired Ancestor looked at his remaining four Earth Immortal disciples and asked with a frown, "Has the murderer who killed Mu Chun and Yao Sihai not been found?"

The person seated on his right, clad in a gray-brown robe, stepped forward and respectfully replied, "Reporting to the master, my brothers and I went to the Combat Land, where the mountains had shifted, and the earth energy stirred for a long time without dissipating, mixing all sorts of energy. Even the breath from brothers Mu Chun and Yao Sihai was faint, making the murderer's energy impossible to trace."

This man was the Red-haired Ancestor's second disciple, who cultivated on Ten Thousand Silkworm Mountain and was known as 'Qian Bugu'. Not only was his Xuan Technique formidable, but he had also refined the Ten-thousand Silkworm Bowl, which made him quite well-known and fearsome.

Qian Bugu, after reporting, added, "However, the Great Divine Powers at the site were mixed. The one who made a move was definitely not alone."

In that battle.

Lu Qingfeng had consecutively applied various Great Divine Powers, with traces of energy rippling about, confusing the view. No one would have thought that someone would be distracted by cultivating so many Divine Skills, and each one was executed sharply.

"Not alone!"

"Hmph!"

The Red-haired Ancestor snorted coldly.

Back then when the catastrophe arose, he obtained the Six-winged Golden Silkworm from the Hundred Barbarians' Patriarch. Filled with pride, he planned to refine it with the Five Elements Divine Furnace and take his magic treasure, the Ten Thousand Silkworm Golden Bowl, to the next level, transforming it into a Spiritual Treasure.

Yet, little did he expect that not only would he fail to refine the Six-winged Golden Silkworm over the next five hundred years, but it also ruined his Five Elements Divine Furnace. Moreover, while he was grievously injured and in secluded cultivation, after clashing with the Barbarians' Patriarch, the silkworm broke free, slaying seven Earth Immortals of Red Wood Ridge in its escape.

Fifty or sixty thousand years passed in a blink.

It took so long to recover a semblance of his foundation, yet three months ago, two more Earth Immortals were killed – how could the Red-haired Ancestor not be furious?

Seeing the mentor's unappeased anger, another disciple next to Qian Bugu stepped forward and said, "I heard Junior Brother Yao was competing with Rain Killing Hall of Yingsheng Peak over a mountain isle in the Shaohe Abyss. Brother Zhao merely went to aid him. Whether this matter is related to Yingsheng Peak is uncertain."

"Yingsheng Peak?"

The Red-haired Ancestor's brows furrowed sternly.

In his view, Yingsheng Peak itself was trivial, its only significant detail being its plentiful Earth Immortals. However, over fifty thousand years ago, many Earth Immortals from Yingsheng Peak fell due to the chaos brought by the Six-winged Golden Silkworm, hence the Ancestor did not rate it highly. But still, considering that Yingsheng Peak housed the Killing Department of the Sahpo Demon Sect, even the Red-haired Ancestor wouldn't dare to provoke them rashly with the Demon Sect as their backing.

"Not Bugu."

"You shall investigate Yingsheng Peak. If they are indeed linked to this, I will show no mercy!"

As the Red-haired Ancestor's voice fell.

Qian Bugu was about to respond when an elated True Immortal general came running in from the outside, joyfully shouting, "Great joy! Yingsheng Peak has fallen, none of the disciples within survived, and the nine Earth Immortals gathered therein have all perished!"

The sound echoed through Heavenly Dog Cliff.

Silence prevailed for a moment.