True Man, True Lord, True God, True Dragon

Da Sheng World

Jinmen

As Meng Qifeng was explaining the various abilities and divine powers of the Heavenly Dragon People on the Eastern Continent to Li Xijun.

An ancient, sturdy carriage, unadorned except for a layer of varnish to prevent insect damage, its wood grain naturally exposed, drove along the official road paved with furnace slag.

The carriage was much larger than an ordinary one, but it had no canopy or tassels. Only a layer of blue cloth was draped over the top, its four corners hanging down slightly to shield from wind and rain without being ostentatious. The curtains on both sides were made of plain hemp, half-rolled, revealing glimpses of the rush matting and a few simple cushions laid inside. It was neither shabby nor extravagant.

Only the two harnessed steeds were remarkable. Both had glossy black fur, a single horn on their heads, and their four legs were covered in fine dragon scales. They were dragon-blooded creatures with diluted Dragon Blood.

This caused the merchant caravans and others queuing at the city gate to make way.

These worldly individuals, who traveled extensively, even between the Eastern and Western Continents, knew very well that anyone who could afford such dragon-scaled horses must be a person of extremely noble status, perhaps even a royal Heavenly Dragon Person.

Within the crowd of merchants, several figures had already quietly disappeared.

One of them even flashed into the shadows at the foot of the city wall in an instant. Like a fish entering water, it swiftly flowed through the shadows, directly crossing the inner river where the Wangjiang Restaurant was located, and entered the consulate of the Britannian Rose Kingdom on the opposite bank.

A moment later, a short, stout man wearing a black silk top hat and a gentleman's mustache emerged. He was somewhat portly.

He clapped his hands, and a giant, steam-emitting mechanical arm emerged from the ground in the house's garden. It opened its palm, allowing the gentleman to step onto it elegantly. The mechanical arm continuously rose into the air, overlooking the entirety of Jinmen.

"It seems our lead actor has stepped onto the destined stage."

He took out his pipe, lit it, and took a deep puff, a look of comfort on his face.

"Respected Mr. Boyan, allow me to witness, after losing his official position and without the blessings of the power of all beings, how much strength the Eastern Continent's Manifest Saint True Lord still possesses?"

As the words fell, a beam of light erupted from the Black Night and Underworld Goddess Church, which was proselytizing in the Ten Mile Bund below his feet, shooting straight into the sky.

Instantly, the cold whispers of the dead and the mournful sound of underworld flutes echoed throughout Jinmen. The dense, almost tangible aura of death transformed into dark clouds, enveloping everyone's heads.

The sky over the entire Jinmen region instantly turned into night.

Solitary, cold, and deadly winds howled in the sky.

The sudden drop in temperature caused the city's residents to become panicked and anxious, leading to widespread unrest.

As the black dragon-scaled horses pulled the carriage through the bustling streets and happened to arrive below the Wangjiang Restaurant, the two dragon-scaled horses with diluted Dragon Blood suddenly neighed.

The carriage abruptly stopped on the crowded street, drawing the attention of many.

As Li Xijun and Meng Qifeng, who were dining by the window, looked on with curiosity, the swirling dark clouds in the sky caused both of them to look up in unison.

Li Xijun, who had achieved minor success in Spirit Solidification, suddenly felt an ominous and chilling sense of death.

However, fortunately, no divine presence was felt, and it didn't seem to be a life-or-death crisis.

Furthermore, he sensed the Grand Luo Mark in his sea of consciousness and found that the traversal function was still normal.

His state of mind immediately calmed, and he even watched the changes in the celestial phenomenon with a degree of curiosity and exploration.

But Meng Qifeng, a seasoned Viscera Refinement master who had lived in Jinmen for many years, was now deathly pale.

"This, this celestial anomaly, must be a high-sequence member of the Black Night and Underworld Goddess Church!"

He looked at the scene, which resembled the arrival of night and the descent of the underworld, finding it difficult to breathe. His voice trembled uncontrollably, filled with immense fear.

Fortunately, at the same moment, a figure flew out of the Jinmen Provincial Administration Office.

The person was wearing official robes, but their body was surrounded by flowing radiance, like a true man, yet also like a statue or an Arhat in a temple.

"Tang Yongzhen, the Governor-General of Jinmen, is here! Your barbarian forces first sailed warships into port, and now your church has taken unauthorized action. Are you trying to violate the alliance treaty between the two continents and reignite a great war!"

The governor, Tang Yongzhen, dressed in official robes and surrounded by flowing radiance, shouted sternly.

This voice, filled with authority and kingly presence, resonated throughout heaven and earth.

It possessed a peculiar magic that calmed the panicked and fearful citizens below the tower.

Meng Qifeng's expression also significantly softened, and he said with pleasant surprise:

"Lord Tang is an Astral Projection True Man, holding a fourth-rank official position, blessed by the power of all beings in our Da Sheng. Unless the opponent is a servant of a Sequence 2 deity or an angel of Sequence 1, we are stable!"

This classic line, which often precedes a downfall, gave Li Xijun, standing beside him, a sense of foreboding.

And as expected, as the radiance originating from the Black Night and Underworld Goddess Church began to tremble, a figure clad in a black robe made of night owl feathers, holding an orange oil lamp, also appeared in the sky. It opened its mouth and began to chant:

"Supreme being who wields hidden authority,"

"The abyss of eternal night that devours light and life, the cradle of peace that soothes pain, the lord of the Styx where all beings return,"

"By the divine decree of the great Black Night and Underworld Goddess, I will ask the citizens of Jinmen, the port of the northern gateway, to witness the goddess's greatness and become her followers."

"Lord Tang Yongzhen, I have come today by divine decree to perform a miracle and officially spread the gospel in the northern territories of Da Sheng. As long as you acknowledge it here, the Black Night Church's official status in the northern territories of Da Sheng will be secured, and nothing will happen today."

As the words fell, the figure in the black robe released a terrifying pressure far exceeding that of the Astral Projection realm.

This caused the Governor-General of Jinmen, Tang Yongzhen, to change color drastically and roar:

"A Sequence 2 Potion Practitioner has trespassed into my Jinmen! Does your Black Night Church truly intend to violate the Eastern and Western Treaties of yesteryear!"

Eternal darkness and death pressed down, as if the heavens themselves were about to collapse.

Fortunately, behind the Governor-General, an official seal carved with a coiled dragon and a river map suddenly appeared.

From the moment this object appeared, it seemed to possess a peculiar power, causing the Governor-General, who was almost crushed, to surge with power. His displayed might instantly expanded several times over, barely managing to contend with the opposing Sequence 2 Potion Practitioner.

However, all the citizens in the city could see that this was merely a temporary stalemate.

Until, from the depths of the void, a sigh was heard, "Alas, it is one thing that your church cannot compete with the others on the Western Continent,"

"But why would you give so many prosperous cities in the southeastern regions to the Church of the God of Light and Holy Spirits, and then come to the territory of my Eternal Life Taoist Temple in Jinmen to cause trouble?"

As the voice fell, the heavens and earth, the six directions and eight realms, became dim and chaotic.

A sense of pure tranquility and peace, devoid of clamor, devoid of love and hate, devoid of life and death, as if returning to the soul's hometown in perfect serenity, emanated from the void.

Eternal Life Mother, Vacuum Hometown!

Countless believers of the Eternal Life Taoist Temple in Jinmen City immediately knelt and offered their devout prayers.

However, It seemed no one noticed, Along with this unexpected appearance, Was a fleeting, intangible sword light that extinguished souls and annihilated all emptiness.

When the Sequence 2 Black Night Church cultivator, who was confronting Tang Yongzhen in the sky, noticed it, the insidious sword light, designed to kill souls, was already close to piercing his body.

Even the orange lantern held by the figure in the black robe was flashing wildly.

"Ruler of Rules and Order,"

"Weaver of the threads of contracts, Lord of the reckoning of all beings' debts;"

"Please bear witness to this scale—"

Li Xijun saw a golden radiance emanate from the Western Continent's Scales and Fairness Goddess's subordinate merchant guild, which he had just been discussing with Meng Qifeng.

A golden-haired woman, clad in a long robe primarily of starry night purple velvet interwoven with gold and silver threads, and holding a scale, appeared in the sky.

She produced a weight and placed it on the left pan.

Instantly, the sword light, which had been about to pierce the figure in the black robe, was halted, revealing the nearly transparent magical flying sword, which seemed to flow with the dawn and dusk.

"With myself and the Scales Church as the weight, I wager on your actions."

She calmly declared, and indeed, another large golden weight appeared in the left pan.

And similarly, a special five-colored weight appeared in the right pan and fell.

The scales seemed to become fair.

This caused the master of the Eternal Life Taoist Temple in the void, Yin Zhenren, to reveal himself. His white hair and long beard fluttered, truly giving him an air of immortal grace.

"President Annie, is the Scales Church, which has always prided itself on neutrality and commerce, also going to intervene? Do you truly consider my Eternal Life Taoist Temple a place of benevolence?"

With a gust of wind from his sleeves, Yin Zhenren conjured forty-nine iron zombies covered in green fur out of thin air. Their wailing and the screams of their souls were more terrifying than the Black Night Church's earlier display.

"A gentleman simply made a deal with us. Please wait here for a moment, Master Yin. Our guild will also offer the souls of a hundred low-sequence Potion Practitioners."

This message was transmitted through a secret potion ability, known only to the two of them.

However, to the outside world, after Yin Zhenren's questioning, the other party did not reply, and the two sides entered a stalemate.

Seeing the sky, carrying the heavens of the underworld and death, drawing ever closer, Seeing Governor Tang Yongzhen struggling more and more, And seeing Meng Qifeng's face filled with despair.

The curtain of a carriage on the street below the restaurant was lifted, and a thin, gaunt scholar with temples and beard heavily frosted with white emerged, shaking his head and sighing softly.

"I just arrived in Jinmen today, and a Western Continent True God's church is already eager to make a move. What a coincidence... what a coincidence."

Having said that, he stood still.

A divine light erupted from the top of his head, instantly transforming into a colossal Dharma image tens of meters tall.

The Dharma image wore an ancient Confucian scholar's robe, but held a Taoist magic sword in its left hand and a demon-subduing pestle in its right. It stood upon a dragon-elephant, with purple energy filling the sky above its head, and its face was identical to the old man's.

"Even when the True God descended in the past, I, Li Boyan, did not die. Today, even without official position or the power of all beings, killing a Sequence 2 like you is still as easy as lifting a finger!"

With that, the Taoist sword in the Dharma image's hand flew out, like a startling bolt of lightning, like a rainbow spanning the heavens. The brilliant sword light swept past, and the dark, cloudy night sky that had almost crushed the heavens and enveloped Jinmen suddenly shattered, revealing a sword mark that traversed several kilometers, scattering the starlight and moonlight from the outside world.

This sword continued its momentum, transforming into a golden thread that cleaved the Sequence 2 figure in the black robe in two, leaving only countless scattered night owl black feathers drifting in the sky.

At this moment, the entire world of Jinmen fell silent!

The colossal Dharma appearance, tens of feet tall, surveyed all directions, above and below.

At some point, the gentleman in the top hat had vanished, as had the blonde guild leader, and even the Taoist master, the Yin True Man from the Eternal Life Taoist Temple, had faded into the void.

Meng Qifeng stared blankly at the Dharma appearance in the sky, his face filled with envy and admiration. Then, as if struck by a thought, his expression turned dejected and lonely, and he murmured:

"I only regret not having the talent for Spirit Refinement. I can only tread this dead-end path of Martial Arts. Cultivators of the Three Teachings are truly superior."

Li Xijun, who naturally practiced Martial Arts in the main world, said nothing to this. He merely continued to gaze curiously at the carriage and the thin old man on it.

However, At this moment, a small, timid figure seemed unable to contain her curiosity about the events unfolding outside.

While everyone in Jinmen was looking up at the Manifest Saint True Lord's Dharma appearance in a daze, She quietly poked her head out of the carriage, timidly yet curiously taking in the bustling Jinmen and everything in the outside world.

She had dark red hair that reached her waist and deep rose-red pupils. Her timid, moist, beautiful eyes curiously watched the sky and the various foods on the street, unable to resist sticking out her pink tongue and pursing her lips.

Judging by her beautiful face alone, she should have been a stunning young girl.

But from behind her ears, fine, pure white dragon scales had already enveloped her entire body. Even though she wore loose, luxurious clothing, the dragon scales were visible, as were her dragon-clawed arms.

Li Xijun instantly recalled what Meng Qifeng had said earlier about the Ninth Princess, who was disliked by the Da Sheng imperial family and was considered a natural cripple.

It was said that although the imperial family valued the Heavenly Dragon Person bloodline, they usually appeared no different from ordinary people and were quite handsome and beautiful.

Only during combat would they reveal various dragon characteristics.

Their aesthetic preferences were the same as the general populace.

However, this Ninth Princess could not control her bloodline and had always outwardly displayed her dragon-human form, never appearing in a human form. There were many rumors of her being a strange anomaly, and even the palace maids often avoided her.

But, In Li Xijun's eyes, the girl before him, who resembled a dragon in human form, was currently a dazzling, immense treasure.

Every movement she made was filled with the true essence and beauty of a pure-blooded dragon.

Compared to this dragon-human girl, the Kui Wood dragon from the Bo City zoo's bloodline was like a common roadside weed.

He felt that just observing the dragon-human girl before him made his practiced stance feel like it was about to move on its own.

If he could observe her day and night, his Azure Dragon Heaven-Reaching Method wouldn't just reach Mastery 100%, it would be even higher!

"Too beautiful!"

Li Xijun couldn't help but exclaim.