Chapter 1614: Yanyue Monastery
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The Dharma platform and the Five Appearances Order shone brilliantly.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
The Five Phases Order is unstable, giving people an illusion that they might be blown away at any moment.
The Dharma platform vibrated ceaselessly, seemingly with little amplitude, but in reality, it possessed astonishing power.
Five people followed the Dharma altar's rotation, their palms constantly pressing against its edge, enduring the immense tremors it transmitted, not daring to move an inch.
Although they possess the highest cultivation levels of their time and continue to withstand the backlash from the legal circles, they are beginning to feel the strain and risk losing control, or even being injured.
This is when the difference in transmission becomes apparent.
Su Zinan and the Swordsman are not disciples of Wuxiang Xianmen.
A blood talisman flew out of Su Zi'nan's pouch by itself, exploding with a 'bang' and revealing a bloody shadow. The shadow's features were twisted, letting out a painful shriek that sent chills down one's spine. It was clearly an evil entity.
‘Whoosh!’
The blood shadow turned and pounced towards Su Zinan.
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Su Zinan stood firm, merging with the blood shadow. A flush of crimson swept across his face before vanishing as quickly as it appeared. His breath steadied, and the tremor in his arms lessened, gripping the altar tightly.
The man with his sword on his back lowered his head slightly, silently urging the blade technique.
Behind him, the heavy sword trembled, its cry like a dragon, it suddenly unsheathed.
'Om!'
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The longsword slashed through the air.
It was actually a surge of sword energy!
The blade was unseen, only the dazzling sword gleam, like a crescent moon, flashed and slashed toward the swordsman's two hands.
The sword tip silently pressed against the Dharma altar, sharing the force of the counter shock for its master.
The other three, more or less all have some connection to the Wuxiang Xianmen.
The white-robed man's robes billowed.
Originally, the robe wasn't pure white; it had intricate patterns. Now they were visible, and inside the robe, it seemed like a miniature world of snowflakes swirling in a blizzard.
Waves of visible, bone-chilling cold wind surged out, swirling around the robed figure, gathering more and more.
A chill gathered behind the man in white, gradually coalescing into a mirror of ice.
An ice mirror hung behind the white-robed man, facing the altar, its cold light flickering.
The man with the strange face twitched his shoulders slightly.
Starting from the shoulders, his arms turned to wood, becoming two dead branches. His fingers withered like tree limbs, tightly clutching the altar, never letting go.
Though Zhu Wudao was the mastermind, Su Zinan had never seen this person make a move. Through the light of the Five Phases Order, he silently observed Zhu Wudao.
Unexpectedly, this person merely shifted his eyes to a pale gold, like tangible gazes fixed on the altar. He made no other move. Without performing any magical technique, he stabilized the situation.
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He was the most relaxed of the five.
Five people worked together, stabilizing the dharma platform, then all looked up at once.
The Five Phases Command shot out five rainbow-colored beams of light.
In the center of the beam of light, the white light became much larger than at first, forming a sphere of light the size of a human head. The strange pulsations grew increasingly violent.
This oscillation is the source of vibrational power.
The light waves inside the orb surge, and each surge brings a violent tremor.
This tremor didn't just affect the martial arts world, but permeated the entire space, shaking the very earth. The peaks of Mount Taoyue trembled, and rocks tumbled down the slopes.
> On the main peak.
Both parties, in the midst of their conflict, were drawn to the sky by six towering beams of light.
Gold, green, blue, red, and yellow!
Five beams of light were almost the same size, surrounding a white beam. At first, the white beam was not as bright as them, but as the vibration became stronger and stronger, the white light became increasingly dazzling, with a tendency to surpass them.
Under the influence of the tremors, the main peak swayed with the largest amplitude. Even low-ranking disciples had to circulate their techniques just to stand firm, all aghast.
“There!”
What is it
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Someone pointed at the orb and shouted.
Hua Shenzi rebuked, "Hurry up and take a breath!"
All the disciples were startled and suddenly remembered their situation. Their top priority was to escape this danger. The invaders kept attacking relentlessly, leaving them exhausted. They quickly put aside their distractions and prepared for a final stand.
A pillar of light shot into the black sky.
Within the sky, black clouds converged here, locking the beam of light.
Otherwise, even from a thousand miles away, one could see the signs. Before the Wuxiang Immortal Sect even emerged, news of its existence would spread at an astonishing pace, reaching all factions in advance.
After several hours, the five-colored light pillars stabilized, only the white light pillar continued to expand.
The sphere gradually expanded, its interior seeming like a profound channel. Within it, chaos reigned supreme, with multi-colored light twisting and contorting into a mass, brimming with chaotic energy.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
These lights, of unknown origin, collided with each other, exploding continuously.
The spirit formation and the power of the restrictions raged to an extreme, even mixed with spatial turbulence.
Su Zi Nan and others were close to the light sphere, within arm's reach. Looking into its depths, their expressions turned solemn. If they were pulled in at this moment, even they wouldn't dare guarantee their safety.
"Must we enter the Wuxiang Immortal Gate from here"
Su Zinan's brow furrowed into a Sichuan character, looking very dangerous.
"Back then, the chaos erupted suddenly. Our ancestors were completely unprepared. They forcibly sealed the Wu Xiang Immortal Gate, causing spatial turbulence and triggering disorder. We had no other choice but to break through by force. But don't worry, everyone. Once the passage stabilizes and the Immortal Mansion appears, there will be room for maneuver."
He looked up at the sky while muttering to himself, confirming that the anomaly had been locked by the Mystic Array of Heaven's Veil. He nodded silently.
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Though the vision remained obscure, the ripples caused by the emergence of the Yixiang Xianmen became increasingly intense. The Mutian Xuantian Array struggled to hold back the surge, and the tremors reached beyond Taiyue Gate.
The channel remains open for a period of time.
In the distance, on the mountains.
Qin Sang sensed the fluctuation and woke up from his meditation.
Finally here!
He waved his sleeves to put away the Sun God Tree, rushed out of the cave, concealed his whereabouts, and stopped a distance outside Taiyue Gate.
From here on.
The Taiyue Gate is functioning normally.
But Qin Sang could be sure this was an illusion, a dramatic upheaval had occurred within Tai Yue Men!
"Locking down a top-tier sect, such a huge undertaking!"
Qin Sang muttered to himself, worried that the grand formation might have means of counter-investigation. He didn't let Tianmu Die take a peek and chose to wait and see what happened.
He was in the shadows, searching elsewhere, but found no trace of Purple Thunder True Person. He didn't know if the Ghost Mother's judgment was right or wrong, but it's always better to be cautious.
Two days later.
The orb is gone.
Over the course of these two days, the orb rose slowly, and the power within the channel manifested. Above Tai Yue Gate, a spatial vortex appeared abruptly.
The range of the whirlpool has already covered half of Taiyue Gate. Its terrifying power could destroy everything at any moment, bringing a dreadful and chilling pressure upon all who dare face it.
Just then.
‘Boom!’
A deafening clap of thunder shook the heavens and earth.
Everyone was astonished, gazing up at the sky. It turned out that the passage had come into contact with the black curtain of heaven, and the edge of the turbulence finally collided with the Heaven-Shaking Array.
All of a sudden.
Turbulence obscured the sky, a black canopy ripped apart.
The collision of various forces created a tempest that swept through Taoyue Gate.
The grass and trees were uprooted, the palaces and pavilions collapsed, the earth swayed, and the main peak of Taigumen seemed like it would topple at any moment, a scene of utter ruin.
At last, the black sky finally shattered!
At this moment, Zhu Wudao could no longer stop the vision. Strange light shot straight into the sky, and the space ripples suddenly burst apart, causing a drastic change in the celestial phenomenon.
However, all of this was within Zhū Wú Dào's expectations.
Everything was developing according to his plan. The top experts from various schools in the Central Plains gathered in Jinyu Prefecture. Even if they received the news and rushed over, it would be too late to stop them.
The vortex is expanding at an accelerated rate.
Through whirlpools and channels, one occasionally sees mirages, like a section of mountains, a tower, or a forest, clearly projected from within the Wu Xiang Xian Men.
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This is enough to prove that the Wuxiang Xianmen has not been destroyed and is perfectly preserved!
Just then, a sudden change occurred.
The dharma platform suddenly began to shake violently, causing some people to lose their grip. Especially the two fake five-phase orders, they clinked and rang, on the verge of collapse.
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At this juncture, unforeseen circumstances could very well lead to all our efforts being in vain.
“Not good!”
Zhu Wu Dao's expression suddenly changed, and he let out a long howl.
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The vision has appeared; there is no need to seal off Taishan Gate.
When Mo Xingdao and the others heard the roar, they immediately retreated their troops and rushed over, surrounding the magic circle one by one, each displaying their divine powers.
At the foothills of Mount Taiguo.
Yue Lingtian returned and retreated into the valley, meeting with Zi Lei Zhenren.
People hid here, looking up at the vast sky.
Purple Thunder True Person was then searching for the whereabouts of those like Zhū Wú Dào.
The west gate of the mountain.
Qin Sang stood under a tree, waiting patiently for a long time. He gazed at the celestial phenomena, his brow furrowed in thought. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he summoned his outer avatar.
To the southeast of Taigumen, in a desolate mountain range not far from Mount Taigu.
A shadowy figure lurked within a strange mist, drifting through the forest at varying speeds, never settling on a course, as if searching for something.
A vision appeared.
That person suddenly stopped, abruptly raising his head, revealing a pale face. It was none other than Elder Fan, the Grand Elder of Tianhao Tower, also known as "The Demon."
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This man was pale and had no beard. His face lacked any blood color, and his breath was cold. He was first surprised, then remembered something, a mixture of shock and delight on his face. "Fellow old ghosts, I knew that the Quyang Mountain lineage has been acting so mysteriously; it turns out you are remnants of the Wu Xiang Immortal Gate! Fortunately, I followed you here, otherwise, I would have missed a great opportunity."
He let out a sinister laugh and vanished in a blink.
Farther away.
A market square.
These lower-ranking cultivators dared not travel long distances to attend the grand ceremony. Instead, they gathered in the market to hold a small discussion forum on cultivation. Some even offered prizes, and participants were mostly disciples from nearby minor sects.
Two people on stage were engaged in a magical duel, and everyone watched with rapt attention.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. A few people who went out didn't come back.
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Gasps and murmurs filled the air, and others, unable to contain their curiosity any longer, rushed out of the venue. Even the two people onstage who were engaged in the duel couldn't help but be drawn in.
The street was teeming with people, all staring in astonishment towards the direction of Taoyue Gate.
“There... it seems to be Mount Tai.”
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"What happened to Taiyue Gate"
"It's impossible, who would dare attack Taoyue Gate with their eyes closed It seems like a rare treasure has emerged, let's go!"
As soon as this man moved, he was grabbed by his companions. "You dare to steal the treasure of Taiyue Gate You're courting death!"
"What are you afraid of!" the man pulled his companion back, "With such an obvious celestial phenomenon, it's definitely not just us who have seen it. As the saying goes, 'the law does not punish a multitude', if Taiyue Gate is eating meat, shouldn't we be allowed to have some soup Let's go see the situation first!"
Upon hearing this, his companion was moved.
In a short while, figures flew out from the market square, their flying apparatuses soaring into Mount Ta Yue.
Similar scenes were playing out throughout the area near Taiyue Gate.
The southern part of Mount Taiguo.
The Poison King and Master Huaiyin were searching for the Monster-Faced Man in the wilderness.
There was one more person by their side, it was Elder Ming Chang of Mount Wan Du.
When the Poison King and his partner tracked the man with a strange face, Elder Ming was also leading the Wan Du Mountain masters to search for clues and prevent any lapses.
When walking.
The Poison King and Master Huíyǐn suddenly stopped, as if sensing something. Their expressions changed, they exchanged a glance, and then their speed surged dramatically, their figures flashing like lightning.
Elder Ming was bewildered, his face full of astonishment. He hurriedly followed, but could only see the backs of the two.
He kept close behind for a while.
Elder Ming finally caught up with the two who had stopped on a mountaintop, at the same time seeing the increasingly dire celestial phenomena at the horizon.
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What is that
Master Ming was taken aback. "It seems to be coming from the direction of Mount Taiyue."
Master Huaiyin cast a sidelong glance at the Poison King.
He came from the West, knowing little about Zhongzhou and having no idea what this apparition meant.
The Poison King remained silent, lost in thought for a long time.
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"Southern Xinjiang, fairyland..."
The Poison King suddenly realized, "Wu Xiang Immortal Sect! No wonder this thief lingered in Nanzhou and vanished during the transformation. It's true that someone took advantage of the time of the Dharma assembly to cause trouble!"
"The Wuxiang Immortal Gate" Master Huaiyin wondered.
The Poison King gave him a simple explanation of the reason.
Master Huaiyin nodded and took a step forward, but he was stopped by the Poison King.
After a moment of contemplation, the Poison King turned his head and said: "They dare to act now, and in Taoyue Mountain no less. Their forces must be considerable. If their cultivation is all like this thief's, we might struggle to influence the situation alone. The Daoist and Buddhist sects understand the Wuxiang Immortal Sect best, Elder Ming! You should return to the mountain gate immediately and send a message to Ganlu Zen Temple, urging them to contact Master Xingji as soon as possible. Find out what is going on!"
"Yes!"
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Master Ming went to carry out his orders.
The Poison King and Master Huaiyin retreated into Mount Taiguo.
Somewhere on the border between Manzhou and Nan Zhou.
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The environment here is completely different from that of Nanjiang. There are no poisons or miasma within a hundred miles radius.
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The mountains are beautiful.
The morning mist drifted through the forest, birds chirping in the mountains, surpassing even the heartland.
Deep in the mountains lies an ancient temple called Yanyue Monastery.
Amongst the mountains and forests, there are only scattered temples. They deeply understand the meaning of tranquility and blend seamlessly with nature.
The scale of Yanyue Monastery is only slightly larger than that of the Pavilion of Eight Scenic Views.
Leaves of the forest fall into the hut.
Several nuns were sweeping leaves with brooms, just like in a common temple.
In their hands, the broom was as light as a feather. Every swing was natural and effortless, with a sense of tranquility. It was clear that this was also a form of practice.
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A quiet room.
An old nun was stringing beads, incense curling softly before her as she meditated.
Suddenly, a young nun ran in flustered.
"What's all the fuss about"
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Old Ni asked humbly.
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Elder Ni's voice seemed to hold some kind of power, and the young nun's mood calmed considerably. She bowed and said, "Reporting to Master, a stupa in the tower suddenly emitted light."
Old Ni raised a finger, stood up, and walked out of the quiet room, arriving at Talin.
"Master, it's over there."
A young nun pointed to a stupa in the center of Tallinn, and sure enough, it was glowing.
This pagoda is quite different from other Buddhist pagodas.
Seeing this scene, old Ni's face finally showed a ripple, flashing before the stupa.
Old Ni raised his hand and lightly touched the pagoda, a look of astonishment growing in his eyes as he murmured, "Immortal Gate of No Form..."
"Master, what is this What is the Wuxiang Immortal Sect" The young novice asked carefully. She had been guarding the pagoda forest for many years and had never seen such a strange thing before.
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Old Ni's palm emitted a radiant Buddha light, merging with the glow of the pagoda.
Then, her hand reached into the stupa, as if she had grasped something.
After a moment of contemplation, Lao Ni did not reply but instructed: “Go and call your uncles out of seclusion. Yes, including your Uncle Liuli.”
"Yes!"
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