On Mount Fuyu, Qing Ling summoned Hua Shuo and said, "Go to the Asura Realm in my stead and tell Qi to come to Mount Kongtong."
Hua Shuo shrunk his head upon hearing this and sheepishly replied, "Master, why not let Uncle Bai Fu go?"
Qing Ling smiled and said, "Bai Fu is still establishing the Hall of Sentient Beings in the Western Kunlun Realm and cannot get away. Just go. Take this treasure with you and go to Mount Kongtong with Qi to watch the show."
As he spoke, Qing Ling pointed his hand, and an ancient umbrella, as green as jade, appeared.
Hua Shuo cried out in surprise and joy, "Yes, Master."
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On Mount Kongtong.
The disciples of the Three Sects had enjoyed peace for too long. Although their Daoist magic was profound, they ultimately lacked experience in the dangers of the mortal world.
Such treasure hunts would each be a bloody battle, a battle of wits and strategy against cunning opponents. They had not experienced countless skirmishes, nor had they undergone the tempering of ages.
Having high cultivation did not necessarily mean one could fight well, but true masters were undoubtedly those with profound cultivation.
Seeing everyone begin to fight, Guang Chengzi wasted no further thought. His first action was to activate his Eight Trigrams Purple Mandate Immortal Robe. Then, he clashed the Male and Female Twin Swords towards Kong Xuan, while simultaneously, the Soul-Falling Bell above his head vibrated violently, sending a wave of spiritual power sweeping out like a tide.
Kong Xuan sneered. The Five-Colored Divine Light flashed behind him, and the power of the Five Elements and Magnetism forcefully swept away the Soul-Falling Bell and seized the Male and Female Twin Swords. He then turned towards a scroll and charged at Guang Chengzi.
Guang Chengzi's expression changed drastically. He quickly manifested the Primordial Clarity Immortal Light above his head to protect his Dao body and recited the Primordial Clarity Divine Incantation, which spread all over his person.
At this moment, Chi Jingzi took out the Yin-Yang Mirror, rotating its two sides simultaneously. Two streams of life-and-death energy, one red and one white, shot towards the Five Elements and Magnetism. The two collided with a booming sound, pushing each other apart. Chi Jingzi was forcefully repelled, his hand gripping the Yin-Yang Mirror trembling uncontrollably.
Yun Zhongzi, with one hand clasped behind his back, drew a long sword. Ten thousand wisps of floating clouds, with magnificent celestial phenomena, surged towards the Five-Colored Divine Light.
Kong Xuan's eyebrows twitched. A giant, colorful peacock materialized from the Five-Colored Divine Light. The peacock fanned its tail, and in an instant, the five colors divided the heavens and earth, even capturing Yun Zhongzi's Ten Thousand Floating Cloud Swords along with them.
Guang Chengzi felt conflicted. He wanted to unleash the Heaven-Overturning Seal to suppress the enemy but feared that even this supreme treasure would be taken. Thus, he kept it clenched in his hand, not daring to use it.
Seeing that all three disciples of the Chan Sect were at a disadvantage, Jin Ling Sheng Mu couldn't help but smile and say, "Daoist Friend Kong Xuan possesses incredible divine abilities! Allow this humble one to face you!"
Kong Xuan's brows furrowed. This was a treasure hunt, not a discussion of Dao.
He reached out and grabbed the air, and a five-colored spiritual fan appeared. This treasure was called the Five Elements Qiankun Fan, forged by Kong Xuan himself from his five primordial essence tail feathers. Most importantly, this treasure had been imbued with Saintly magic by Qing Ling, connecting it to the Cosmic Star Array at the peak of the World Tree, granting it the ability to shift Qiankun.
Kong Xuan remained silent, waved his hand casually at Jin Ling Sheng Mu, and five-colored light blazed forth, illuminating all the stars and locking onto Jin Ling.
Jin Ling Sheng Mu swung her Dragon-Tiger Ruyi in one hand and her Flying Golden Sword in the other, slashing at the five-colored divine light. The Ruyi transformed into twin dragon and tiger apparitions, their roars shaking the firmament. The Flying Golden Sword shattered the Wood, Water, Earth, and Metal divine lights, and could still hold its own against the Fire divine light.
Kong Xuan's expression grew serious. "Fellow Daoist Jin Ling is indeed one of the Four Chief Disciples of the Jie Sect, to be able to withstand my innate divine ability."
Jin Ling Sheng Mu's face remained impassive. "Daoist Friend overestimates this humble one."
Saying this, Jin Ling Sheng Mu, clad in solemn golden attire, shouted, "Gui Ling, come quickly to my aid!"
Gui Ling chuckled lightly upon hearing this and replied, "Sister, do not rush, I am coming!"
Gui Ling instantly arrived beside Jin Ling. Numerous ancient symbols and Daoist inscriptions appeared before her, condensing within the five-colored divine light. Gui Ling's ruby lips parted, and she uttered, "Seal!"
In the next moment, the invincible Five-Colored Divine Light began to instantly disintegrate, dividing into five elements and five colors, and being imprisoned within numerous tortoise-shell-like incantation light orbs.
Kong Xuan's expression was grave. He forcefully swung the fan in his left hand. Jin Ling Sheng Mu, solely focused on defending against the Five-Colored Divine Light, was inadvertently teleported to the Thirty-Third Heaven.
Kong Xuan then clenched his right fist, drawing a long spear that emanated an ancient, ferocious aura. He surged forward, choosing to engage Gui Ling in close combat.
Gui Ling did not retreat. The Azure Wave Sword in her hand instantly resonated, its soaring sword intent unyielding. The ancient fierce weapon, the Soul Slaying Spear, slashed horizontally and vertically, shaking the heavens and earth. The Azure Wave Sword was like a surging ocean, the wrath of the sea rising in colossal waves. The killing intent of the spear clashed with the unyielding sword intent, the ferocious malevolence swallowing the azure waves, the heavens and sea merging into a single entity to suppress the colossal demon.
Gui Ling Sheng Mu was able to fight Kong Xuan to a virtual stalemate, even if slightly at a disadvantage, she could still hold him back. Da Feng Novel Network
At this moment, You and Bei Xu guarded the Kongtong Seal. The three disciples of the Chan Sect attacked in unison, but they could not break through the defenses of You and Bei Xu, these two primordial Grand Unity Golden Immortals.
Guang Chengzi called out, "Senior Brother Xuan Du, please lend your assistance, lest delay brings unexpected changes."
Seeing this, Xuan Du could no longer stand by idly.
After all, the six of them from the Three Sects were attacking only three people, which was indeed taking advantage of their numbers. But now, every moment of delay increased the danger.
Xuan Du lightly swept his hand, and a stream of pure energy dispersed, forming Yin and Yang. As Yin and Yang rotated, in the midst of countless births and deaths, myriad spirit seeds and catkins turned to dust.
Bei Xu's expression turned cold, divine light flashing in his eyes as he looked at Xuan Du.
Xuan Du reacted a moment too late. His expression immediately darkened. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and entered a state of meditation.
The three disciples of the Chan Sect were bewildered. What was going on? You said you were coming to help, so why did you sit down to watch the show after helping a little?
Yun Zhongzi's eyebrows furrowed, and he suddenly realized, "This is bad! Senior Brother Xuan Du has fallen victim to a Saintly divine ability, the Luosheng Eye! Do not, under any circumstances, make eye contact with this Hall Guardian!"
Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi both turned pale. They had heard of this Saintly divine ability and turned pale at the mere mention of it.
The three of them, for a time, cautiously surrounded You and Bei Xu, not daring to fight with all their might.
After all, the Luosheng Eye was too terrifying, and they had to guard against it.
However, they were unaware that of those who could cultivate this divine ability, even among the disciples of the Hall of Sentient Beings, fewer than one in a hundred succeeded. After all, there were only two to three hundred disciples in the Hall of Sentient Beings in total.
Furthermore, even if one succeeded in cultivating it, it could not be performed without a medium. It required the pupils as a conduit and could not be used continuously in a short period.
Outside the heavens, Jin Ling Sheng Mu was rushing back to the Primordial World. Even as a Grand Unity Golden Immortal, she had to descend layer by layer from the Thirty-Third Heaven. No matter how fast she was, it would not be significantly quick.
In the Asura Realm, Hua Shuo tightly clutched the ancient umbrella in his arms, cautiously approaching the terrifying Hall of Sentient Beings built upon the Sea of Blood.
On Mount Shouyang, Lao Zi chuckled softly and said, "This is also his good fortune. With such a disciple, he needs nothing else."
In the Jade Void Palace, Yuan Shi's mind wandered through his disciples, feeling that none of them could make a decisive impact. Only Nan Ji was already among the Six Imperials and could not be easily moved. He could only sigh, thinking that his disciples were not outstanding enough, or perhaps he simply had too few disciples.
In the Biyou Palace, Tong Tian tapped his fingers on a jade flute, contemplating whether he had sent his people out incorrectly in this situation. Perhaps sending Duo Bao or one of the Seven Attendant Immortals would have been better.
In the Wa Huang Palace, Nu Wa lay reclined on a cloud bed, propping her head with one hand and fanning herself slowly with a cloud veil, laughing and saying, "This time, it's a little interesting."