Longevity by Grinding Skills

Chapter 570: Chapter 570: A Primordial Sect Daoist Master, After All

His opponent, by contrast, was wreathed in brilliant starlight, his divine will as profound as the infinite cosmos. He manifested the Qiankun Pure Qi Mysterious Dao True Skill, every move pulling upon the vast Dao Principles of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm. This was none other than True Monarch Qing Yuan of the Primordial Sect.

The aftershocks from the unreserved clash between these two supreme experts alone made the entire space whine in agony.

"You demons, for daring to invade my Celestial Palace, you shall be executed!"

The Celestial Emperor’s voice was majestic and immense, resonating throughout the universe as it triggered the Laws of the entire world to suppress True Monarch Qing Yuan.

True Monarch Qing Yuan let out a cold snort, his voice booming like divine thunder splitting the heavens, showing no weakness. "A mere emperor of a frog in a well dares to speak of slaying immortals? You fail to recognize your own fate. You deserve to be turned to dust!"

With a light tap of his Sword Pointing, billions of swords formed from supremely condensed Pure Qi materialized from nothing. The next instant, the myriad blades merged into one, becoming the Judgement Sword that tore through the world.

The two went back and forth, their Laws intertwining and clashing, turning the world upside down. For a time, they were locked in a stalemate.

At the moment of stalemate, a sudden change occurred.

"Amitabha Buddha... The Sea of Suffering is boundless; turn back and the shore is at hand!"

A compassionate and immense Buddha’s Name suddenly came rolling in from the western horizon!

A Heaven-Supporting Buddha Palm, large enough to blot out half the sky, condensed from endless Buddhist Dharma Runes. The lines on its palm depicted the Six Paths of Reincarnation, showing scenes of life, death, and rebirth. It emanated a terrifying will that sought to redeem all living things and suppress all demons and heretics. Bypassing True Monarch Qing Yuan, it brazenly snatched at the faintly visible floating platform of the Primordial Sect.

Its target was clearly the void passage behind the platform, the one connecting to the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm.

This was a move to cut the foundation from under them, to sever the Primordial Sect’s line of retreat.

"East Pole Old Ghost of the Wansheng Sword Sect!"

True Monarch Qing Yuan’s fury erupted. His Divine Thought blasted out like a thunderclap, aimed directly at a roiling Cloud Sea Sword Realm in the eastern sky.

"Void Realm! If you continue to just watch from the sidelines, believe me when I say this Monarch will immediately summon three fellow Daoists from my sect and tear down the gates of your Wansheng Sword Sect first! Let’s see if that Ten Thousand Tribulations Destruction Sword Formation can withstand the combined might of four True Monarchs!"

The threat was blatant, and by borrowing the Celestial Secret of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm, he ensured his voice reached its intended target.

"Hmph! Qingyuan, the face of your Primordial Sect isn’t worth enough for this Monarch to intervene!"

A cold, indifferent voice, one that sounded as if produced by the friction of billions of strands of Sword Qi, echoed from the depths of the cloud sea.

At this moment, True Monarch Qing Yuan’s expression turned grim. ’This Celestial Realm actually has another True Monarch level figure who has attained a Dao Attainment Fruit Position.’

’The intelligence was wrong.’

’This World Heaven... it doesn’t seem weak.’

But if it was only two Golden Core True Monarch Level figures, True Monarch Qing Yuan’s expression became unreadable as a plan had already formed in his mind.

But the next moment...

SHWIIII!

A beam of indescribable Sword Qi suddenly flared from the depths of the Qixia cloud sea in the Celestial Realm.

This Sword Qi was neither gold nor jade, colorless and formless. It was only pure, ultimate "emptiness" that annihilated all matter.

Its trajectory defied all logic, seemingly ignoring the distance of space and time. The very instant it appeared, it had already pierced the center of the descending Heaven-Supporting Buddha Palm.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a silence, as if a piece of the universe had been forcibly erased.

The core Talisman Seal in the center of the Buddha Palm instantly disintegrated. Along with it, a solid expanse of the surrounding Buddha Country collapsed and was silently annihilated.

Like a popped bubble, the Heaven-Supporting Buddha Palm dissolved into scattering golden light and a shrill wail.

’A great opportunity!’

In the valley below, a sharp glint flared in Xu Yunfan’s eyes.

The True Monarch-level titans were in a standoff, the aftershocks sweeping across the land. Even the lockdown imposed by this world’s Celestial Dao was thrown into disarray by the violent fluctuations.

’This is the perfect time to fish in troubled waters...’

’No, the perfect time to sneak into the core area of the Celestial Court and find a great opportunity.’

The battle with the Primordial Sect disciples was raging at the South Heavenly Gate, a scene of utter chaos. And since he possessed a technique to conceal his aura, it was the perfect chance to head straight for the core.

There was still time to deal with the World Heaven Root Qi, but an opportunity like the enemy’s Celestial Court headquarters falling into chaos was rare.

Before, if there was only one Celestial Emperor, once the True Monarch had plundered everything, the rest of them would only be able to pick at the scraps. But now, there was a real opportunity to be seized.

He stirred his True Essence, and with a slight movement, was about to transform into a formless, intangible streak of lightning and escape into the void.

FZZT!

FZZT!

FZZT!

Three incomparably condensed beams of Spiritual Light—black, silver, and crimson—shot through the air with perfect precision from three incredibly tricky angles, like vipers that had long been lying in wait.

The beams of Spiritual Light converged, instantly forming a cage-like screen of interwoven, tricolor light. It not only blocked all his escape routes, but its powerful binding force also made the surrounding space as thick as glue, almost imprisoning even his Divine Thought.

Xu Yunfan forcibly halted his momentum. Lightning flashed beneath his feet, shattering a large rock as he stabilized his stance.

Expressionless, his cold gaze swept toward the direction the Spiritual Light had come from.

Above a shattered cliff not far away, three figures silently appeared in a triangular formation.

The one in the lead wore a Profound Gold Robe, his face as grim as still water. Greed and scorching killing intent flickered in his narrow eyes. He was clearly a formidable Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Daoist Master.

His powerful Spiritual Pressure pressed down without restraint, deep as an abyss and confining as a prison.

To his left was a Female Cultivator in a Silver Threaded Flowing Cloud Skirt, her eyes as cold as frost. A small sword shaped like a green bamboo leaf hovered around her.

Her aura was restrained, yet she seemed even more profoundly dangerous than the Late-Stage Foundation Establishment Daoist Master beside her. She was at the Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment, clearly skilled in assassination and sinister Divine Techniques. Her eyes held no emotion, like frozen, stagnant water.

On the right was an exceptionally burly, bald man whose skin had a faint metallic sheen.

He wore only a crimson beast-hide vest, his muscles knotted like the gnarled roots of an old tree. On his back, he carried a pitch-black Giant Axe the size of a door panel. His body was wreathed in dense, bloody Evil Qi and ferocious Demon Qi, and he too was at the Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment.

Xu Yunfan recognized these three.

They were three of the seven Foundation Establishment Daoist Masters who had descended into the Celestial Realm alongside him.

Zhao Moyang, a capable aide under Celestial Derivation Daoist Master and a Late-Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator who majored in the Profound Yin Soul Slaying Scripture.

Leng Yuehua, infamous for her poisonous Bone-Dissolving Soul-Devouring Needle.

And Sunx Qishan from Hundred Tribulations Peak, who perpetually guarded the Blood Evil Cave, whose Hundred Forged Celestial Demon Battle Body had reached a masterful level, and who was known for his brutal, bloodthirsty nature.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Junior Sister Leng, Senior Brother Sunx."

Xu Yunfan’s tone was flat, betraying no emotion as his gaze swept over the undisguised greed and malice on their faces.

"Surrounding me... what is your intention? The Celestial Court has not yet fallen, and yet our own are turning on each other. If you delay the Sect’s grand plan, can the three of you bear the True Monarch’s wrath?"

He secretly circulated his Magical Power as the Dou Character Technique began to flow quietly within him. His churning qi, blood, and Divine Soul began to slowly strengthen, the process accelerating.

The continuous battles and the effort of controlling the Grand Array had drained some of his energy. Now, facing three powerful, well-prepared enemies in their prime, the pressure on him increased sharply.

’Especially since one of them is at Late-Stage Foundation Establishment.’

Xu Yunfan sighed to himself. ’It seems I’ll have to use some of my trump cards.’

"Heheheh..."

Zhao Moyang let out a dry, grating chuckle, his greedy gaze fixed on Xu Yunfan as if he were looking at a priceless treasure.

"Junior Brother Xu, why ask what you already know? Since we are fellow disciples, this Senior Brother won’t beat around the bush."

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