Chapter 168 |
The Daoist Immortal Mountain stands majestic and grand.
It towers over the central region of the Divine Continent like a pillar supporting the sky.
Indeed, for hundreds of thousands of years, the Daoist Immortal Sect has been overlooking all living beings from atop the mountain, holding a position of superiority.
However, today...
The pillar supporting the sky, as seen by countless cultivators of the Divine Continent, is being 'submerged' by a surging tide of Qi and blood.
Crash!
The brilliant and astonishing Qi and blood surge relentlessly, overwhelming everything in its path and violently colliding with the protective array of the Daoist Immortal Mountain.
With each passing moment, vast amounts of Qi and blood are evaporated, and numerous protective arrays collapse.
However...
"What's going on?"
"Has someone come to attack our Daoist Immortal Sect?"
"Is this red sea of Qi and blood? How could there be such a massive amount of it?"
Most disciples of the Daoist Immortal Sect have yet to comprehend the situation.
Just moments ago, they were cultivating in their respective caves, and the next moment, they felt a terrifying disturbance coming from the direction of the Cloud Mist Blessed Land not far away.
And then...
The scene before them changed to what it is now.
The grand Daoist Immortal Mountain has been 'submerged' by the surging tide of Qi and blood. At this moment, countless arrays within the mountain are being activated to resist the invasion of Qi and blood.
"Is it holding?"
Mu Qingliu, the Sect Master, couldn't help but feel relieved for some reason when he saw the situation.
"Jun Wuji."
Mu Qingliu's expression turned serious as he gazed towards the depths of the sea of Qi and blood. He could sense Jun Wuji's presence there, silently watching over the Daoist Immortal Mountain.
"Sect Master, what's happening?"
At this moment, Mu Mengting hurriedly arrived and asked.
His face was grim, and upon seeing the crimson mist surrounding the Daoist Immortal Mountain, he couldn't help but shudder.
If it weren't for the Sect's protective array, with his cultivation level just entering the Void Refinement stage, he would probably have been 'melted' by the crimson mist in no time.
"It's Jun Wuji."
Mu Qingliu's tone was brief.
At this moment, he didn't want to say too much. With the Daoist Immortal Sect facing its greatest crisis in hundreds of thousands of years, most of his attention was focused on the protective array.
"Jun Wuji?"
"Isn't he the youngest son of Jun Dongjin?"
"Wasn't he born without spiritual roots?"
Mu Mengting had already seen the appearance of the man fighting against Mu Qingliu. With the methods of a Void Refinement stage cultivator, achieving this was not difficult.
However, the more it was like this, the more Mu Mengting couldn't believe it.
Jun Wuji? The Jun Wuji who had never been taken seriously by him?
How could he be so strong? How could he be so strong? Mu Mengting couldn't accept it.
It was as if a never-before-seen ant had suddenly become a transcendent being. Such a reversal almost caused Mu Mengting to develop a devil in his heart.
"How would I know."
Mu Qingliu glanced at Mu Mengting.
That was the fact.
Now, blocking the entrance of the Daoist Immortal Sect, with his own strength, almost suppressing the Daoist Immortal Mountain...
It was his former grandson, That person who had very little presence, who had never received any attention from the outside world, from the third generation of immortals.
Boom!
The boundless sea of Qi and blood spread out.
Lin Yuan slowly walked out, overlooking the entire Daoist Immortal Mountain.
At this moment, the Daoist Immortal Mountain, in front of him, burst with immense potential. Defensive formations were activated one after another, coordinating and blending with each other, connecting with the earth veins of the Divine Continent.
"Jun Wuji?"
Mu Mengting looked up at the figure above him, his thoughts surging.
"Jun Wuji?"
"Is he Jun Wuji?"
"The young son of Lord Jun Dongjin?"
Countless disciples of the Daoist Immortal Sect also saw Lin Yuan. They were dumbfounded, never expecting that the one displaying such overwhelming power today would actually be the third generation Young Master who grew up on the Daoist Immortal Mountain.
Many disciples of the Sect had interacted with Jun Wuji before. At that time, Jun Wuji, with his extraordinary background, was untouchable, but he couldn't cultivate himself and was looked down upon by many disciples of the Sect.
But now...
Looking up at Jun Wuji, who stood tall in the sky like a true immortal, many disciples of the Sect felt like they were dreaming.
"Let's see if we I can break through."
Lin Yuan carefully observed the Daoist Immortal Mountain below.
It was difficult to deal with the Daoist Immortal Sect solely by wearing down their Qi and blood. Lin Yuan needed to take action.
Boom!
Lin Yuan raised his hand.
From afar, he reached out towards the Daoist Immortal Mountain.
Buzz!
The surging crimson mist, condensed into an enormous palm spanning hundreds of miles, slapped down towards the Daoist Immortal Mountain.
Inside the sleeve space.
Jun Dongjin, Mu Lian'er, as well as Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan, were all uneasy.
"Husband, what... what's going on?"
Mu Lian'er asked softly, her mind in a state of tension since being brought into the sleeve space.
Although Mu Lian'er was sure that the one who took them away was her son Jun Wuji, this raised even more questions.
Why could her son take them away? Why didn't the guardians at the Transformation stage outside stop them? Moreover, techniques like the sleeve space were supposed to be wielded only by the guardians at the Transformation stage, right? One question after another left Mu Lian'er deeply perplexed.
"Little brother. When did he become so powerful? He's even using the techniques of the sleeve space?"
Jun Zhilan couldn't help but speak up.
In her eyes, her younger brother Jun Wuji had always been someone she needed to protect. Now, suddenly using a technique like the sleeve space, which only a Celestial Lord could wield...
Jun Zhilan herself was only in the Nascent Soul stage. Even so, she was considered a genius within the sect.
"Could it be that my brother has some hidden spiritual roots and has been secretly cultivating all along? And now, he has reached the Transformation stage, so he asked the Sect Master to take us away?"
Jun Xiaoyao pondered for a moment and speculated.
So far, this seemed to be the most plausible explanation.
Hidden spiritual roots had appeared in the Divine Continent several times over the past hundreds of thousands of years, but the possibility was too small for anyone to consider.
"Transformation stage?"
"Do you think this is the sleeve space of the Transformation stage?"
At this moment, Jun Dongjin, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.
"Huh?"
"Isn't the sleeve space something only the Transformation stage can use?"
"Could there be some special method that allows one to use the sleeve space even in the Nascent Soul stage or the Golden Core stage?"
Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan asked.
If that were true, then many things would be easier to accept.
Even if Jun Wuji had hidden spiritual roots, reaching the Transformation stage in just over a hundred years was still too astonishing.
The Golden Core stage or the Nascent Soul stage would be much more reasonable.
"I see."
Mu Lian'er suddenly realized.
Even she, as the Sect Master's own daughter, had never heard of any method that could lower the threshold for using the sleeve space, a supreme technique.
The essence of the sleeve space lay in the perception of space. Before reaching the Transformation stage, who could clearly sense space and utilize it?
"You haven't understood what I mean."
Jun Dongjin glanced at them, suppressing the shock in his heart. "Even if a Transformation stage Celestial Lord were to use the sleeve space, the space within the sleeve would be limited to just a mile."
Jun Dongjin paused here, took a deep breath, and continued, "But if it were a Void Refinement stage Cultivator, using the sleeve space, the space within could reach a hundred miles."
After Jun Dongjin finished speaking, he looked around.
He looked towards the space they were in.
Jun Xiaoyao and Jun Zhilan looked over as well.
As far as their eyes could see, it was vast and expansive.
More than ten thousand miles?
The Eastern Sea.
The core area of White Jade Island.
Lin Yuan stood with his hands behind his back.
Hum.
A figure appeared.
It was the Yin Avatar.
Whoosh!
The Yin Avatar waved his hand.
Jun Dongjin and the other four appeared.
"Where is this?"
Jun Dongjin cautiously looked around.
Mu Lian'er, Jun Xiaoyao, and Jun Zhilan were still immersed in the shock of the sleeve space of the Void Refinement stage being a hundred miles in size.
"Father, mother, elder brother, elder sister, I have something to do, I'll explain when I come back."
The Yin Avatar smiled slightly.
Then, he and the Yang Avatar disappeared from White Jade Island.
After a hundred years of operation, even if faced with several Void Refinement stage cultivators besieging it, White Jade Island could withstand for quite some time.
Unless the Sect Master of the Daoist Immortal Sect used the Taihao Mirror with all his strength, it would be possible to break through White Jade Island.
But now, the Sect Master of the Daoist Immortal Sect, Mu Qingliu, and the Taihao Mirror were both being blocked by Lin Yuan outside the sect.
It could be said that White Jade Island was now one of the safest places in the world.
Daoist Immortal Mountain.
The Qi and blood surged endlessly.
Lin Yuan looked down, clapping dozens of times in a row, but still couldn't shake Daoist Immortal Mountain.
"What a tortoise shell."
Lin Yuan remained calm.
Daoist Immortal Mountain was connected to the largest earth veins of the Divine Continent. Attacking Daoist Immortal Mountain was equivalent to attacking the entire Divine Continent, and the power would be infinitely dispersed.
In fact, Lin Yuan also had a way to break through Daoist Immortal Mountain, which was to destroy the entire Divine Continent inch by inch.
Without the Divine Continent, the defensive power of Daoist Immortal Mountain would plummet.
But such an approach was no different from killing the enemy at the expense of oneself.
Without the Divine Continent, Lin Yuan's path of martial evolution would also be difficult to spread.
Inside Daoist Immortal Mountain.
Mu Qingliu saw Lin Yuan stop his attacks and breathed a sigh of relief once again.
Even though he had great confidence in the sect's defense, he still felt a sense of dread when he saw Lin Yuan's methods.
"We've held on."
Mu Mengting beside him finally let go of the tension in his heart.
At this moment, his thoughts were extremely complicated. The Jun Wuji, who had never been in his eyes, actually brought such an irresistible pressure upon him.
"Sect Master, what should we do now?"
Mu Mengting asked softly.
Although Daoist Immortal Mountain had blocked Lin Yuan's attacks...
With Lin Yuan blocking the door outside, they couldn't leave either.
"What can we do?"
Mu Qingliu sighed.
"We can only endure like this," he said softly.
Given the current level of Lin Yuan's attacks, only he, holding the Taihao Immortal Mirror, could possibly hold out for a while if he went out.
Other disciples, including Mu Mengting, the newly promoted Ancient Saint, going out would mean certain death.
"Our sect has a deep foundation."
Mu Qingliu was about to speak, to encourage the many disciples of the sect.
Just then...
From two other directions of Daoist Immortal Mountain...
Amidst the surging red mist and blood, two figures emerged.
One exuded the aura of the sun, like the descent of a great sun, unmistakably the Lord of White Jade Island.
The other figure, every movement and gesture filled with endless lunar energy, was like the shining of the moon. His aura was no less than that of the Yuan Yang Island Lord.
"Is that the mysterious Yin Ancient Saint?"
"Oh no, this Yin Ancient Saint is also one of Jun Wuji's avatars."
Mu Qingliu's expression changed drastically, immediately activating the protective formation of Daoist Immortal Mountain to its utmost with the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
Boom!
The Yin Avatar and the Yang Avatar joined forces, merging the power of Yin and Yang into Taiji, forming a black-and-white Yin-Yang millstone, rolling down towards Daoist Immortal Mountain.
At the same time...
Lin Yuan's true body struck again.
With his astonishing blood energy, he once again bombarded Daoist Immortal Mountain.
"The Lord of White Jade Island and that Yin Ancient Saint are both Jun Wuji's avatars?" In the west of the Divine Continent, the Beast Saint in the Saint's Nest looked wooden.
Today's series of events far exceeded the past hundreds of thousands of years, even the era when there were numerous powerful cultivators who surpassed the Void Refinement limit. It brought him such great shock.
First was the Lord of White Jade Island, who displayed strength beyond the Void Refinement limit, easily blocking Mu Qingliu's strike with the Taihao Immortal Mirror.
Next, it was the so-called waste, for some reason, fighting against his own grandfather.
Fighting was one thing, but what was even more unbelievable was that Jun Wuji was actually suppressing his own grandfather?
Suppressing the Sect Master of the Daoist Immortal Sect who held the Taihao Immortal Mirror?
Finally, the Sect Master had no choice but to flee into Daoist Immortal Mountain, barely withstanding Jun Wuji's killing intent with the accumulated strength of Daoist Immortal Sect over hundreds of thousands of years.
Then came the Lord of White Jade Island.
Followed by the mysterious Yin Ancient Saint.
The three of them were positioned in three directions around Daoist Immortal Mountain. Although their auras were different, they could easily merge into one, obviously indicating that the three were one.
At this moment, the Beast Saint was shaken to his core. He never dreamed that Jun Wuji had hidden so many cards.
In the south of the Divine Continent...
The skinny man, the King of Ghost Cultivators, felt numb.
Originally, he had intended to flee towards the extreme south, but now seeing Jun Wuji suppressing the entire Daoist Immortal Sect, and with both the Lord of White Jade Island and the Yin Ancient Saint having such a great connection to Jun Wuji...
The skinny man suddenly felt disinterested, not even wanting to escape anymore.
If it were just the Lord of White Jade Island, a powerful cultivator surpassing the Void Refinement limit, he might have a chance to escape by fleeing towards the extreme south. But with three, especially with a high probability of them being one person...
The King of Ghost Cultivators didn't even want to escape anymore because it would be meaningless. No matter where he fled, as long as he remained within this realm, it would make no difference.
With the current strength Jun Wuji was displaying, the ends of the earth were nothing but beneath his feet.
"How could such a freak appear in this world?"
The King of Ghost Cultivators sighed. He glanced at the direction of Daoist Immortal Sect from afar.
Compared to his current situation, the Daoist Immortal Sect was absolutely far worse off.
Blood Demon Sea.
The Lord of the Blood Demons trembled uneasily.
"How could he be so strong?"
The Lord of the Blood Demons knew many things from hundreds of thousands of years ago, but even in that time, although powerful cultivators surpassing the Void Refinement limit were not uncommon, the terrifying strength like that of Lin Yuan... there were only one or two, right?
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