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Translator: AnubisTL
The Lingyun Sect's grand mountain gate exuded a majestic aura, its spiritual energy, steaming from the spiritual vein, was so dense it seemed to materialize into mist.
Anyone who witnessed this scene would undoubtedly marvel at it as a true holy land of cultivation.
A Fourth-Tier Grand Formation enveloped the entire mountain gate, remaining dormant yet poised to unleash a cataclysmic upheaval when activated.
Adjacent to this imposing mountain gate lay the ruins of what appeared to be an immortal's mansion!
The Heavenly Wonder Immortal Mansion and the Lingyun Sect were contiguous, spanning tens of thousands of hectares. Even from afar, one could sense the grandeur and magnificence of the site.
Yet on what seemed like an ordinary day, the Lingyun Sect received an uninvited guest.
An aged daoist priest arrived, riding the wind. A lingering aura of death clung to his body, and his expression was chillingly indifferent.
When Old Daoist Xu Huan beheld the vast mountain gate before him, he couldn't help but murmur to himself, "Truly a blessed land—dense spiritual energy and boundless vitality."
"And that adjacent structure must be the Heavenly Wonder Immortal Mansion that everyone's been talking about. I never imagined it would end up here."
"Very well," Old Daoist Xu Huan said, "devouring all the cultivators here should perfect my journey, allowing me to ascend without any lingering concerns."
As he spoke, a pitch-black circular ring materialized behind him. The moment it appeared, it began to devour the surrounding spiritual energy.
In a matter of moments, the bright sky visibly dimmed.
Old Daoist Xu Huan formed a magical seal with his hands, and the black ring behind him began to spin.
This was a Fourth-Tier Grand Formation, far surpassing the cultivation clans and markets he had previously destroyed. Even a Divine Transformation stage cultivator like himself had to treat it with utmost seriousness.
The black ring pulsed with immense spiritual energy, its dark radiance growing increasingly intense.
But at that very moment, a massive war hammer wreathed in flames hurtled forth from the depths of Lingyun Sect's mountain gate.
Boom!
The terrifying heat warped the very fabric of space. The hammer, as large as a small mountain and blazing with fire, struck with overwhelming force.
"Oh? Heavenly spirit fire?" Old Daoist Xu Huan raised an eyebrow, his tone tinged with surprise.
He calmly opened his mouth and exhaled a crimson glow.
Swish!
This was no ordinary crimson glow. Upon closer inspection, it revealed itself to be a length of red silk!
The silk stretched for hundreds of miles, completely obscuring the surrounding Heavenly Domain. The massive war hammer, wreathed in flames, was instantly entangled, unable to move even an inch.
But soon, the earthy-yellow spiritual flame covering the hammer's surface seemed to come alive, surging outward to engulf the red silk.
"Hmph! You have spiritual flame? I have Heavy Water!"
Old Daoist Xu Huan flipped his hand and produced a black crystal gourd. He uncorked it, and a torrent of pitch-black Heavy Water poured forth.
Hiss!
The Profound Yellow True Flame was instantly extinguished in several places, its power greatly diminished, rendering it far less threatening.
"Impressive methods indeed. May I inquire as to the identity of this esteemed senior? And what brings you to visit my Lingyun Sect from such a distant place?"
A refined voice echoed through the air as a tall, dignified figure emerged from the Lingyun Sect's mountain gate, walking on air with effortless grace.
In the span of a few breaths, Li Qing stood with his hands clasped behind his back atop the Primordial Chaos Peerless Hammer, his gaze fixed on the peculiar old daoist before him.
This visitor means no good!
Li Qing immediately assessed the situation upon noticing the black halo surrounding the old daoist and the deathly aura permeating his dao body.
"Peak Nascent Soul realm cultivation? Reaching this stage in such a cultivation environment is truly remarkable," Old Daoist Xu Huan remarked casually.
Li Qing's inner composure belied his outwardly relaxed demeanor. He knew this was a great power of the Divine Transformation stage, but the daoist's casual tone suggested he had existed for an alarmingly long time.
"Senior, what brings you to the Lingyun Sect?" Li Qing asked again, hoping to ascertain the daoist's true purpose. After all, avoiding conflict was always preferable.
Old Daoist Xu Huan chuckled softly. "The self-sealing technique I've been using in recent years has malfunctioned, causing my vital energy to leak."
"I wish to borrow something from you to replenish my depleted vital essence. I trust you'll grant this humble request, young friend."
Hearing these words, Li Qing had already mobilized his vast mana, preparing for a fierce battle.
"I wonder what it is you seek?"
"Heh, this old daoist seeks the life essence of you and everyone in your sect!" Old Daoist Xu Huan declared, pointing at the pitch-black ring beside him.
Immediately, the ring expanded and began to spin rapidly.
A terrifying aura surged outward as a dense black mist erupted from within the ring, teeming with countless yin souls.
A demonic treasure that harvests divine souls?!
Li Qing's expression turned grave as he instantly recognized the nature of the black ring.
He had read in ancient texts about a demonic treasure forged from the divine souls of over ten thousand cultivators, known as the Myriad Souls Banner.
With a single wave, that banner could summon swarms of man-eating yin souls even in broad daylight, its power utterly terrifying.
He surmised that this pitch-black ring must be a similar demonic treasure.
To counter this sinister demonic treasure, Li Qing naturally resorted to the most potent and yang-aligned heavenly spirit fire.
Clap!
Li Qing pressed his palms together, and rings of spiritual flame erupted from his body, enveloping him in layers of radiant energy.
Netherworld Cold Fire! Spirit Devouring Demon Flame! Profound Yellow True Flame!
He simultaneously unleashed three types of heavenly spirit fire, transforming them into three fire dragons of distinct colors that surged toward the dense swarm of yin souls.
In mere moments, countless yin souls were incinerated into ashes.
Yet Old Daoist Xu Huan showed no distress. Instead, he calmly remarked, "So you possess more than one type of heavenly spirit fire. Your methods remind me of someone."
The yin souls seemed endless. No matter how fiercely Li Qing's fire dragons raged, they couldn't eradicate them all.
Witnessing this, Li Qing's shock intensified.
How many lives were sacrificed to refine this demonic treasure? The sheer number of yin souls was staggering. In just a brief exchange, he had annihilated at least tens of thousands, yet the pitch-black ring showed no sign of stopping.
No! The yin souls weren't as powerful as Li Qing had imagined. In fact, they were remarkably fragile, most of them dying at the mere touch of heavenly spirit fire.
"Surprised?" Old Daoist Xu Huan remarked casually. "This Soul-Devouring Ring of mine can devour not only the divine souls of cultivators but also the souls of mortals, which I've been replenishing along the way."
Li Qing's pupils constricted. "You've resorted to harming mortals?" he exclaimed.
"To replenish my depleted life essence, isn't it natural for an old daoist like me to consume some of the world's great medicines?" Xu Huan sneered. "Those mere ants should consider it an honor to become part of me."
With another violent tremor of his hands, even more yin souls erupted from the pitch-black ring. These souls, seething with resentment, howled and shrieked as they surged toward Li Qing.
While summoning three fire dragons within his body to defend against the onslaught, Li Qing demanded in shock, "With so many yin souls, how many mortals have you slaughtered, you vile daoist?"
Xu Huan chuckled coldly. "Would you bother counting the spirit stones you've seen in your lifetime?"
The unspoken implication was clear: Old Daoist Xu Huan had slaughtered nearly everyone he had encountered on his journey.
Li Qing gasped, afraid to dwell on the unfathomable depths of the blood debt this man had incurred.
If a cultivator in the divine transformation stage harbored world-destroying ambitions, who could possibly stop him along his path?
"You vile fiend, you truly deserve to die!" Li Qing roared, detonating the three massive fire dragons he had summoned.
Boom!
The three fire dragons, forged from heavenly spirit fire, exploded simultaneously, unleashing a torrential rain of fiery meteors that scorched the heavens.
Each meteor pierced through countless malevolent yin souls, instantly clearing the pitch-black, mist-shrouded sky.
But this was far from over. Li Qing formed a magical seal with both hands, his spiritual energy surging once more.
He manipulated every falling fiery meteor, weaving them into a vast, blazing formation.
"Myriad Flames Heaven-Burning Formation!"
Boom!
The fiery meteors connected, sealing off the entire realm. The area transformed into a space where only heavenly spirit fire remained.
The Lingyun Sect's mountain gate, located nearby, immediately activated its Fourth-Tier Grand Formation to protect the sect from being caught in the crossfire of this earth-shattering battle.
Old Daoist Xu Huan narrowed his deeply wrinkled eyes, musing, "This method of manipulating heavenly spirit fire... it truly seems to be the inheritance of that old rogue Chi Huang. You're his successor?"
Upon hearing this, Li Qing finally understood: this man had once lived in the same era as the Crimson Radiance Heavenly Monarch.
He's truly an ancient being!
Yet Li Qing felt no inclination to hold back. He knew that such a formidable opponent would only become more dangerous if underestimated.
"Incinerate!"
Li Qing roared, unleashing a towering surge of spiritual flame. Channeling every ounce of mana within him, he sought to refine this enigmatic old daoist.
The terrifying heat intensified relentlessly, filling every corner of the space sealed by the Myriad Flames Heaven-Burning Formation with heavenly spirit fire.
"That old rogue Chi Huang inflicted a dao injury on me back then," the old daoist rasped. "If not for that, I wouldn't have wasted countless years in this mortal realm. I would have long since cultivated to the late-stage divine transformation, shattered the void, and ascended."
"Since you're his successor, I'll settle this blood debt with you first. Once I've collected what's due from you, I'll ascend to the upper realm and see if that old thief is still alive."
Old Daoist Xu Huan's voice dripped with venomous resentment. He drew a whisk and flicked it toward the swirling heavenly spirit fire.
Whoosh!
The raging spiritual flames were abruptly suppressed, unable to approach within three meters of him.
This was the first time Li Qing had encountered such a phenomenon since mastering the Myriad Flames Heaven-Burning Formation.
"A rare treasure that counters the Fire Dao? You certainly have quite the collection."
"But a vile villain like you aspiring to ascend and seek revenge against Crimson Radiance Heavenly Monarch? That's just delusional."
As Li Qing spoke, a pair of silver-purple bone wings materialized behind him.
Instantly, the Wind-Thunder Power of heaven and earth surged, converging outside the fiery domain.
"A spirit treasure? Using it to manipulate the Wind-Thunder Power of heaven and earth?"
"I intended to suppress you with mana alone, but it seems I'll have to waste some of my hard-earned vital essence after all."
As he spoke, Old Daoist Xu Huan drew a circle in the air with both hands.
"Disperse!"
Almost as if his words carried divine power, Li Qing's Myriad Flames Heaven-Burning Formation vanished instantly.
Boom!
"You're still too green compared to that old thief Chi Huang," Old Daoist Xu Huan sneered.
Disbelief flashed in Li Qing's eyes. The Myriad Flames Heaven-Burning Formation, one of his trump cards, had been so effortlessly dispelled?
Was this the power of a divine transformation stage cultivator manipulating the Primordial Energy of Heaven and Earth? No ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could possibly withstand such force!
This man's strength far exceeded Li Qing's wildest imaginings.
(End of the Chapter)
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