The Fall, Kunlun Golden Lotus

"Wentian specializes in one path. After ten years, this Natal Sword Essence has been tempered to be rarely seen in the world. If we were to truly compare, General Luo and Anantu might not necessarily be his opponents." Within Kunlun's sixth ring island, a man dressed in a light yellow long gown, with an elegant demeanor and a hint of seven-colored radiance in his pupils, observed Yuan Tianyi and Wentian in the void, pondering inwardly. "However, after this battle, Wentian's confidence and momentum have been blunted by Yuan Tianyi. With his sword intent broken, the power of his painstakingly cultivated Natal Sword Essence will drop by a level."

This man was located within the mountain belly of the sixth ring island. Before him was a Vermilion Bird Mystic Altar, set up with the true fire of heaven and earth. Flames reaching a hundred zhang formed the shape of a divine beast Vermilion Bird on the altar. The heat of the fire was no less than Samadhi True Fire, yet this man, seemingly enveloped in a faint layer of green light, appeared to be completely unfazed by the flames within the Vermilion Bird Mystic Altar. Beside the altar before him stood a total of seventy-seven, forty-nine Kunlun disciples practicing fire-controlling incantations. They were divided into groups of seven, constantly rotating to control the altar's heat. Within the altar, a snake-like long rope continuously tumbled and churned, emitting waves of heart-palpitating magical power fluctuations, as if refining some powerful magic treasure.

"If it were a one-on-one fight, perhaps besides Huang Wushen, no one in Kunlun could defeat Yuan Tianyi. Huang Wushen hasn't made a move yet, so he must be waiting for a suitable opportunity. I just don't know if anyone else will come out of seclusion." The man in the light yellow long gown observed coldly, and as he thought this, "Kang ang~" dragon roars echoed across Kunlun.

"Oh, Luoxian has made her move." The man in the light yellow long gown narrowed his eyes, which faintly revealed seven-colored radiance. "The Six Yang Dragon Bracelet of Assimilation, the Ice Soul Aurora Shield, the Heavenly Mang Divine Needle, plus her twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls. Master is truly still biased. Luoxian's cultivation level is at most on par with Anantu's, but she possesses so many magic treasures. If I were to face her head-on, I might not gain any advantage."

A surge of dragon might!

This woman in purple palace attire was none other than Fairy Luoxian, one of the Ten Golden Immortals of Kunlun.

As the two small golden bracelets on her fair, white wrists were released, they grew with the wind, transforming into two five-clawed golden dragons that lunged towards Yuan Tianyi.

Simultaneously, a crystal-white shield enveloped the sea area for hundreds of miles around Yuan Tianyi. The sea surface, which had been surging and rolling with colossal waves under the fierce battle, suddenly emitted cracking sounds and froze at an unimaginable speed, continuing to freeze downwards as if to freeze the very seabed. Wisps of subtle, sunlight-like dark light also surrounded Yuan Tianyi, pricking him. Upon closer inspection, the dark light was merely a single, slender strand; the appearance of wisps surrounding him was merely an illusion caused by its extreme speed.

These three magic treasures were the Six Yang Dragon Bracelet of Assimilation, the Ice Soul Aurora Shield, and the Heavenly Mang Divine Needle, as mentioned by the man in the light yellow long gown.

The Six Yang Dragon Bracelet of Assimilation was forged using the Six Yang True Fire to temper seabed black gold sand. However, the reason this magic treasure possessed power beyond that of Earth Immortal grade magic treasures was twofold: firstly, the addition of Cloud Bloom Fine Gold, which outlined a powerful Primordial Chaos Vajra Formation, granting the magic treasure immense defensive capabilities. Secondly, during its forging, the Kunlun Ancestor, by chance, obtained the souls of two true five-clawed golden dragons and integrated them into the treasure, making its displayed power comparable to that of two actual five-clawed golden dragons.

The Heavenly Mang Golden Needle was a magic treasure cultivated by the previous generation's Yunlan Fairy from her own hair. Its speed was astonishing, subtle and pervasive. The Ice Soul Aurora Shield was primarily forged from thousand-year-old ice soul from the extreme north, a substance of extreme cold. Ordinary cultivators, once frozen by it, would likely have their Primordial Spirits directly injured.

These three magic treasures were all Kunlun's supreme treasures, their power even surpassing General Luo's World-Destroying Mara Banner. Luoxian, who had finally made her move from Kunlun's perspective, showed no mercy. With her cultivation, simultaneously activating these three magic treasures was already pushing her limits. She did not expect these three magic treasures to directly injure Yuan Tianyi; as long as they could entangle him, Wentian's Natal Sword Essence would be the truly threatening element.

"Luoxian, though your magic treasures are powerful, your cultivation is still insufficient."

However, a cold voice rang out. Luoxian saw Yuan Tianyi clash head-on with Wentian's peerless sword essence using a golden radiance. Yuan Tianyi merely swayed slightly, while Wentian let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward. Before Luoxian could make any move, two points of faint golden starlight struck the two golden-cast five-clawed golden dragons.

"Kang ang~~~"

Countless golden rays erupted from the two five-clawed golden dragons, as if two massive golden cores had exploded in mid-air.

"He speaks the truth. Though the magic treasures are powerful, my cultivation is indeed insufficient." In mid-air, the two golden dragons remained undamaged, but Luoxian on the ground had her Primordial Spirit severely shaken, causing her to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Magic treasures were attached to the Primordial Spirit. Under Yuan Tianyi's strike, the Six Yang Dragon Bracelet of Assimilation could withstand it, but Luoxian's Primordial Spirit was directly injured!

Luoxian spat out a mouthful of blood, and the light purple veil on her face fluttered down.

Her beauty was captivating, her skin like snow, seemingly able to be broken by a touch. Behind the veil, she was indeed a beauty that could topple cities and nations, a countenance that made even heaven and earth seem to lose their color.

He was the first man to make her reveal her peerless beauty.

Slightly tilting her head, Luoxian rose into the air, gazing at Yuan Tianyi from afar.

In her clear eyes, which seemed not of this world, a flicker of something that would never normally appear flashed. It was as if she wanted to see Yuan Tianyi clearly, to remember him forever. But in the next moment, her eyes returned to their usual coldness, like the bright radiance of the moon.

"Senior Brother Jiuba!"

Just then, Wentian, who had been sent flying backward after clashing head-on with Yuan Tianyi, his voice like clashing metal, echoed in the air.

"Lustful Heavenly Realm Illusion"

"Three Corpses Exterminating God Arrow"

At this moment, all Yuan Tianyi could see were countless peerless celestial maidens surrounding him, clad in sheer veils, engaging in various seductive and provocative poses, and a point of blood-red light shot from Kunlun's seventh ring island.

"Yuan Tianyi..." At this very moment, Huang Wushen, who had been standing still with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and slowly closed them again.

Heaven and earth suddenly lost their color.

Luofu's generations had always been independent. Those who cultivated to Yuan Tianyi's level possessed an extremely firm true heart. Although the Lustful Heavenly Realm Illusion displayed by Luoxian was comparable to the supreme heavenly demon illusions seen during a cultivator's tribulation, Yuan Tianyi was completely unaffected. He was concentrating on dealing with the Three Corpses Exterminating God Arrow, which emerged from the breakthrough and whose power was not inferior to his Empty Life Extinguishing Sea Glazed Art.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt his entire body's magic power stagnate, as if the surrounding heaven and earth had all disappeared, leaving him with nothing to rely on.

In the extreme north, in the temple standing like a snow lotus on the harsh, cold mountain peak, the old lama, clad in a red Buddhist robe with half his body exposed, practicing austere Zen, suddenly froze. He was adding butter to the butter lamp and stopped moving. White butter spilled out, dripping down. "Master, what's wrong?" a young lama beside him, with a similarly dark purple face and chanting scriptures with utmost devotion, asked in confusion. The old lama slowly lowered his head, not answering his question, but merely sighed softly, "Zanxi Natso, go now and find your martial uncle. Have him open the Great Brahma Mandala Wall." "The Great Brahma Mandala Wall... Is my Chisle sect facing an unprecedented great tribulation?"

The young lama with dark purple cheeks also froze. He didn't know if there were any spells or magic treasures in the world that could break through Chisle's Great Brahma Mandala Wall, but he knew that the Mandala Lotus Throne required forty-eight martial uncles and senior martial uncles with cultivation far above his to open, and once opened, it would last for sixty years. Outsiders could not enter, and those inside could not leave.

A blood-red light shot into Yuan Tianyi's chest at this instant and then passed through his back. A mere wisp of light illuminated the entire sky behind Yuan Tianyi, turning it crimson.

"Huang Wushen, you ultimately didn't dare to fight me alone."

As a cold and proud voice faintly echoed, a point of golden starlight, like a grain of golden sand, slipped from his hand and vanished in a flash. The white linen robe on his body suddenly turned to ashes. "Naked I came, naked I go..." Yuan Tianyi stood naked in the void, yet no one in Kunlun harbored any impure thoughts. As if chanting that phrase, he slowly walked through the void, his form gradually fading, like golden starlight slowly extinguishing, and he disappeared from the sight of everyone in Kunlun.

In a cave on Kunlun's seventh island, Jiuba, whose seven orifices were bleeding from Yuan Tianyi's final point of golden starlight, paid no attention to the severe injuries within his body and his nearly dissipated Nascent Soul. He merely looked at the place where Yuan Tianyi had disappeared with a wry smile, "In the end, was he killed by me, or did he attain great enlightenment and transcend the void, no longer belonging to this mortal world?"

In the void, Luoxian and Wentian also stood motionless, looking at the place where Yuan Tianyi had disappeared.

Over a thousand miles of sea, calm gradually returned, and heaven and earth slowly regained their original colors.

This epic battle had finally concluded.

However, even for Jiuba, whose cultivation was second only to Huang Wushen among the Ten Golden Immortals of Kunlun, and for Luoxian and Wentian standing in the void, they couldn't even discern Yuan Tianyi's final fate after this battle.

"Will there be people like him appearing before me again in the future?" Luoxian sighed softly in her heart.

"Sect Leader Senior Brother, from today onwards, I will begin my seclusion." After saying this, the woman with a beauty that could topple cities and nations, a countenance that made even heaven and earth seem to lose their color, disappeared into her cold palace.

"Was I right, or was I wrong?" Huang Wushen, who had revealed astonishing power the moment he opened his eyes, truly severing the connection between Yuan Tianyi himself and the world, held Yuan Tianyi's Reincarnation Moonflower Wheel in his hand. The expression on his face, with his eyes tightly shut, was neither sorrowful nor joyful. "If it were me, you and I would surely be friends, not enemies. But I am not me, and I am also Kunlun." He stood on Kunlun's ninth ring island, within the boundless secret palace in the mountain belly of the forbidden area, murmuring to himself, unknown to anyone.

Before him was a pool no more than a few zhang in circumference. Flowing within the pool was glazed fire, and within the glazed fire grew eighteen golden lotuses.

These were the legendary Golden Lotuses, connected to Kunlun's spiritual veins, signifying Kunlun's fortune and foundation. As Huang Wushen murmured softly, the petal of one golden lotus withered and turned gray. And within the other seventeen pure golden lotuses condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, there seemed to be an almost imperceptible, sinister red light faintly flickering.