The Great Vigor Vajra

The Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit was forged from the primal pearl of a thousand-year-old golden spider, tempered with its silk. In the past, the founding ancestor of the Qian Yuan Palace used this magic treasure to defeat many masters and establish his sect. After three generations of Sect Leaders, it came into the hands of True Person Gong Li's Master, True Person Scarlet Eyebrow. True Person Scarlet Eyebrow cultivated the Three Yang True Fire Incantation, and discovered that the magic treasure did not resist his Three Yang True Fire's true essence. It possessed an innate characteristic of merging with and absorbing the Three Yang True Fire. Thus, True Person Scarlet Eyebrow further refined it with the Three Yang True Fire, finally forging this Earth Immortal grade magic treasure.

Currently, not only is the silk of this magic treasure extremely tough, making it difficult for divine weapons to cut, but once ensnared, it clings tightly, making escape nearly impossible. Furthermore, the entire expanse is imbued with the Three Yang True Fire, whose power surpasses that of the Earth Core Departing Fire.

Gou Li Dao was a minor sect, similar to the Wang Wu Sect. If not for Kunlun's orders, they would not have dared to casually kill a Wang Wu disciple. The level of the Yin Scale Black Banner held by the two men in fine robes was far too different from that of the Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit. A fire at the city gate could engulf the fish in the moat. Now, the Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit was connected to True Person Gong Li's mind and could be freely cast at his will. If they were caught within this giant net, which covered an area of several dozen yards, the Three Yang True Fire alone, without even being tightened, would be hot enough to melt ordinary Flying Swords, incinerating them into nothingness.

Great Harmony Temple and Qian Yuan Palace were both renowned major sects in the cultivation world.

Now, both these major sects were deploying their Sect Leader-level top figures, coupled with Gou Li Dao's ability to freely mobilize the Black Tuo Guard from the Xiongnu and Qiang armies to probe the way, it was evident how great Kunlun's influence was in the mortal world.

"Zen Master Bule and True Person Gong Li have truly exerted themselves and are not holding back. However, with Kunlun's might, I doubt they would dare to."

Seeing Zen Master Bule and True Person Gong Li make their move, Tang Qingxiang, who was guarding the north side and wore a long purple robe, immediately had this thought.

Tang Qingxiang was a disciple of Wentian, one of the Ten Golden Immortals of Kunlun. As a top expert beneath the Ten Golden Immortals, his insight was naturally extraordinary.

Initially, Tang Qingxiang and Zhuo Chendao, who was presiding over this interception, were somewhat worried that these two might not go all out despite accepting Kunlun's invitation. But now, it seemed that concern was unnecessary.

Zen Master Bule's opening move was the Immovable King's Wrath, condensing cloud qi into Asura claws. The power of this cultivation level and spell was no less than the purple divine lightning unleashed by Zhuo Chendao. However, the most formidable among the three was True Person Gong Li's Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit. This magic treasure had been refined by True Person Gong Li to the point of being connected to his mind, allowing it to change position freely in the air and descend like a Flying Sword, incredibly agile. Moreover, this giant net covered an extremely wide area. Tang Qingxiang mused that even if he used his full strength, he could at best defend himself against this magic treasure, or perhaps sacrifice himself and use his Sword Essence to kill the enemy, resulting in a mutual destruction with True Person Gong Li. He would not be able to escape easily.

"With three people of such cultivation working together, and possessing such an optimal interception magic treasure, there are probably few people in this world who could escape."

Such a thought immediately surfaced in Tang Qingxiang's mind.

With a "crack," just as this thought appeared in his mind, the entire small building, already riddled with holes and on the verge of collapse, finally shattered into countless pieces.

Before Zhuo Chendao's purple divine lightning and Zen Master Bule's Asura claws condensed from the Immovable King's Wrath could descend, the boundless pressure and energy descending from the sky, like an invisible giant hammer, struck down. As the teahouse shattered into pieces, waves of energy several feet high rolled out around it.

But these countless shattered fragments did not fall downwards; instead, they all sprang upwards with astonishing speed!

In that instant, it was as if something astonishing and enormous was being nurtured, growing, and standing up from the shattered teahouse.

The myriad wooden fragments, all springing upwards like arrows, touched the electric glow of the descending purple divine lightning and instantly turned to ash. However, the four experts guarding the southeast, northwest, and north instantly turned pale with shock!

Azure energy erupted, and from the ruins, a colossal behemoth that seemed to prop up the sky instantly took shape.

This suddenly appearing behemoth gave the impression that a giant mountain had materialized out of thin air before them.

This colossal creature, shrouded in azure energy, stood a hundred feet tall, with a bull's head and a human's body, twelve arms, and two legs. Its face was ferocious and angry, and its two giant azure horns on its head resembled sharp, colossal towers. Its two thick main arms held a giant vajra in one hand and a white bowl with a red base in the other, while its remaining ten arms formed various hand seals.

The white and red bowl was lifted upwards, and the purple divine lightning and cloud-condensed Asura claws, which seemed as small as water snakes and chicken claws compared to this giant creature, were smashed into pieces, exploding into tens of thousands of beautiful purple streams of light. Simultaneously, the vajra yue in its other hand swept out, grabbing the Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit. The Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit was extremely tough and was not torn apart, but judging by its size, it could at most wrap around one of the giant creature's arms. As True Person Gong Li's face turned pale with shock, his mind naturally flowed, and the entire net erupted with blazing Three Yang True Fire like a volcanic eruption.

"Sizzle!" The white Three Yang True Fire caused the giant vajra钺 to emit a sound like hot oil entering a pan, but in that instant, with a strong pull from the vajra钺, True Person Gong Li's Primordial Spirit was violently shaken.

His connection to the Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit's Primordial Spirit was actually forcibly severed!

A world-destroying magical power fluctuation erupted!

"Gābalā Bowl! Great Vajrabhairava Esoteric Buddhism! Great Vajrabhairava External Incarnation!"

Zen Master Bule, guarding the west, let out an incredulous roar. He involuntarily retreated rapidly, not daring to attack further.

This suddenly appearing entity was an external incarnation, cultivated through the Buddhist Esoteric Buddhism's Great Vajrabhairava Esoteric Buddhism to its highest level, similar to General Luo.

As Zen Master Bule retreated, the azure external incarnation, which had forcibly severed True Person Gong Li's connection with the Qian Tian Golden Spider Fire Spirit, suddenly extended two hands from its remaining twelve arms, grabbed the giant net, and crumpled it. The net then disappeared without a trace.

With its other two hands, it grabbed the ground and closed them together, capturing a desiccated corpse-like body in its palm.

This desiccated corpse-like body, in a seated posture, was clad in an animal hide robe, dressed as an old man of the Miao Yi. It was none other than Old Zhao Nan, whom Luo Bei often thought of!

This hundred-foot-tall external incarnation, after receiving the physical body, charged directly towards Zhuo Chendao, who was guarding the east. Tang Qingxiang, who had already transformed into azure sword light, hesitated. He had originally thought that Old Zhao Nan would break through from the side of Zen Master Bule, who was shaken by the sight and unable to guard his true heart, but he never expected Old Zhao Nan to do the opposite and break through from the side of Zhuo Chendao, arguably the strongest of the four.

"Trying to escape?!"

Seeing the demon-god-like giant external incarnation charging towards him, Zhuo Chendao's eyes instantly filled with dazzling purple, as if they had instantly turned into two brilliant purple gemstones.

Purple energy waves surged out, resembling a blooming purple lotus.

Thousands of streams of purple divine lightning rolled down from the sky, each condensing into a purple-gold long cone, leaving long fiery trails in the sky.

Purple Thunder God Piercer!

The most potent aspect of the Daoist Scripture of True Essence Mysteries, which Zhuo Chendao cultivated, was that magic arose from the heart. He was a small world, and the outside was a great world. With a single thought, the incantation would be immediately cast. The speed of casting Daoist magic was even faster than the speed at which a sword refining master shot out their Flying Sword. This Purple Thunder God Piercer was already the most powerful spell Zhuo Chendao could wield, consuming more than half of his true essence in an instant.

Zhuo Chendao was extremely confident in his Purple Thunder God Piercer. He thought that while it might not kill the external incarnation transformed by Old Zhao Nan, it would at least entangle him. As long as he could entangle him, the other three, plus reinforcements, Old Zhao Nan might not be able to escape.

But from a distance, the thousands of purple thunderbolts, like purple threads in the sky, all missed their target!

The hundred-foot-tall, azure-shrouded, demon-god-like external incarnation had suddenly disappeared. As this demon-god-like external incarnation vanished, the desiccated corpse-like body of Old Zhao Nan, which had been held in the external incarnation's palms, suddenly became full of vitality. His entire body emanated a brilliant azure light, and his eyes suddenly opened, shining with an amber-like luster.

At this moment, the walnut-like wrinkles on Old Zhao Nan's face, which had seemed like those of a dying man, seemed to disappear. Where was there any trace of old age?

Zhuo Chendao felt a hollowness in his chest.

In his cultivation journey, he had never imagined that his most powerful spell would be dodged by an opponent using a method that wasn't even a spell – the return of the Primordial Spirit to the body, dispersing the external incarnation, and restoring the self.

As his Purple Thunder God Piercer missed, Old Zhao Nan was instantly behind him.

With a sharp "ripping" sound that tore through the air, a streak of azure sword light slashed horizontally towards Old Zhao Nan.

Tang Qingxiang, who had been poised, finally unleashed his attack!

Natal Sword Essence!

This streak of azure sword light was formless and intangible, with the sword embryo, sword soul, and his own true essence completely fused together. It was indeed the highest realm of Flying Sword techniques: Natal Sword Essence!

Although the Sword Essence cultivation was far inferior to that of Wentian that day, which had the power to tear space itself, causing crystalline cracks to appear all around the moment it was unleashed, Natal Sword Essence was still Natal Sword Essence. Once unleashed, it was as if the entire body's true essence and the magic treasure's power were gathered and unleashed in a single strike, with each blow containing its full power.

As Tang Qingxiang's sword light erupted, the world seemed to lose its original color.

But Old Zhao Nan didn't stop at all. He continued to charge forward, and hundreds of red lights shot towards Tang Qingxiang, who was driving his sword essence to pursue him.

The hundreds of red lights were all the arrowheads of the refined gold demon-breaking arrows from just now. "Screech!" Without any pause, Tang Qingxiang let out a cold laugh. His Natal Sword Essence continued to slash through the air. The hundreds of arrowheads exploded into powder when they were still several dozen feet away from Tang Qingxiang's Natal Sword Essence!

The realm before cultivating one's Natal Sword Essence was to guide the sword into the body, nourishing and tempering it with one's own true essence and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After decades of nourishment and tempering with true essence and spiritual energy, even the sword embryo alone could not contend with these demon-breaking arrowheads, let alone the Natal Sword Essence, which had condensed Tang Qingxiang's entire life's true essence.

However, what made Tang Qingxiang's pupils contract instantly was that he suddenly discovered that behind the hundreds of red lights, a green sword light was hidden.

In the blink of an eye, Old Zhao Nan's fleeing figure did not stop. This green sword light, however, slashed three times on Tang Qingxiang's Natal Sword Essence as if it were bouncing like a rubber ball.