Grand Competition of the Three Sects (Part Two)

Zhao Gongming activated the Twenty-Four Sea Calming Divine Beads, which sometimes transformed into an inverted Milky Way and sometimes into falling stars, unleashing a tidal wave of attacks with unparalleled power.

Chijingzi holds Yin Yang Mirror; his white face represents life, and his red face represents death.

The flow of Yin Yang Two Energies neutralized Zhao Gongming's offensive and created an opportunity to counterattack.

The two fought for hundreds of rounds, their magical powers roaring and their immortal light surging.

Chijingzi seized upon a tiny opening in Zhao Gongming. The Yin -Yin Yang Mirror flashed red, and a wisp of deathly energy grazed past Zhao Gongming's shoulder...

Zhao Gongming grunted, his protective immortal light shattered, and he staggered.

"Thank you for the concession."

Chijingzi put away the Yin Yang Mirror. Although he had won by a narrow margin, his face carried the arrogance of a victor. "The Sea Calming Divine Beads is powerful, but it also depends on who wields it. Fellow Daoist Zhao, you still lack some skill."

Zhao Gongming's face turned ashen, but he could only bow and retreat.

"Elder sister!"

Upon seeing this, the Sanxiao hurriedly went to greet them.

Qiongxiao and Bixiao, both hot-tempered, immediately raised their eyebrows in anger upon seeing their eldest sister being humiliated.

"The Chan Sect is going too far! Eldest sister, go and teach them a lesson!"

Bixiao was indignant and incited Yunxiao, who was in charge.

Yunxiao frowned slightly, looking at the lingering deathly aura on her sister's shoulder. Given her deep friendship with Zhao Gongming, how could she stand idly by?

She nodded, and with light, graceful steps, prepared to make her entrance.

"Stop!"

A sharp shout rang out like a thunderclap.

Guangchengzi, the chief disciple of the Chan Sect, holding the Sky-Flipping Seal, stepped forward, his gaze as sharp as lightning, staring straight at the Yunxiao.

"Yunxiao! You are already a powerful Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, how dare you lower yourself to bully my Chijingzi brother, Chijingzi?"

These words shocked everyone.

Yunxiao's cultivation level is unfathomable. If she were to make a move, it would indeed be suspected of bullying the weak.

After the overall strength of the Primordial World improved, they naturally became aware of the concept of the Primordial Origin Golden Immortal.

After all, many Primordial Origin Golden Immortal emerged from the three races of that time.

However, it is quite difficult to follow the path of Primordial Origin Golden Immortal, and many powerful beings still take the route of Severing the Three Corpses.

(PS: The author thinks this setting is reasonable; Law Proving the Dao difficult, far less easy than Severing the Three Corpses.)

After all, not everyone has a cheat code, and not everyone receives help from the protagonist.

Moreover, in a world like the Primordial World, where the strong prey on the weak, slow progress in cultivation will either lead to ridicule or death.

Therefore, most people still choose to sever the Proving the Dao by Severing Three Corpses.

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao's beautiful face revealed a cold smile. Her phoenix eyes swept over Guangchengzi indifferently. "Since you feel it's unfair, then you can take a few of my moves, how about it?"

That's exactly what I was thinking!

Guangchengzi said proudly, as the senior disciple of the Chan Sect, her cultivation was equally unfathomable, so why would she be afraid?

Before she finished speaking, she had already summoned the Sky-Flipping Seal in her hand!

The Sky-Flipping Seal grew larger in the wind, transforming into a phantom of a great mountain, carrying unparalleled suppressive power, and crashed down towards the Yunxiao!

Yunxiao remained expressionless, and with a flick of her wrist, the Hunyuan Golden Dou Cauldron soared into the sky, radiating countless rays of golden light and auspicious colors.

As the golden cauldron spun, a strange suction force emanated, gradually weakening the overwhelming power of the Sky-Flipping Seal and drawing it into the cauldron.

The two treasures collided in mid-air, unleashing a terrifying energy storm.

Guangchengzi possessed formidable cultivation and immense magical power. The Sky-Flipping Seal in her hands was even more powerful, and if one attack failed, she would launch a continuous barrage of attacks.

Although Yunxiao had the Hunyuan Golden Dou protecting him, Guangchengzi was, after all, a veteran powerhouse. Gradually, Yunxiao fell into a disadvantageous position and could only barely hold on.

"Junior Sister Yunxiao, step back."

A gentle yet powerful voice rang out; it was Daoist Duobao.

She looked at Yunxiao in the arena and smiled slightly, "Junior sister, you've worked hard. Leave the rest to your senior sister."

She turned her gaze to Guangchengzi, her smile vanishing, "Guangchengzi, you're so arrogant!"

"As the senior disciple of the Chan Sect, how could you lay such a heavy hand on one of my junior sisters from the Interception Sect? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

Her words were a direct rebuttal to Guangchengzi's earlier accusations against Yunxiao.

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao felt a warmth in his heart. He glanced at Duobao, nodded, put away the Hunyuan Golden Dou, and stepped back.

Duobao stepped forward, facing Guangchengzi directly. "Guangchengzi, do you dare to fight me?"

On the high platform, Tongtian, who had been silent all along, suddenly turned his head to look at Chu Feng beside him and asked with interest, "Fellow Daoist Chu, who do you think will win between the two of them?"

Chu Feng picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and said calmly, "It's hard to say. The two of them have deep foundations and comparable magical power. The outcome will be decided by the slightest margin."

"Snort!"

Yuanshi let out a haughty snort, "Although Duobao has some magical power, how can he compare to my first disciple Guangchengzi?"

Guangchengzi will surely win this battle!

Laozi closed his eyes, as if he hadn't heard anything. The grand competition was meant to strengthen the bonds Three Teachings and to mend the relationship with Tongtian.

It would be a good thing to let Yuanshi and Tongtian have a few words of argument and more exchanges.

Tongtian burst into laughter. "Second brother, why bother with all that? Just watch!"

Meanwhile, a fierce battle had already broken out between Duobao and Guangchengzi at the training ground.

Both were the most outstanding disciples of their respective sects, representing the pinnacle of combat power below the level of a sage.

The battle instantly escalated into a fierce stage.

Guangchengzi wielded the Sky-Flipping Seal with unparalleled skill; each strike seemed capable of overturning heaven and earth.

Daoist Duobao remained calm and composed, his body shimmering with magical light as one magical treasure after another appeared, either attacking or defending, completely neutralizing Guangchengzi's attacks.

The two fought from the ground to the sky, their Daoist principles clashing fiercely, creating a dazzling array of phenomena that left the disciples of both sects dazzled and their minds reeling.

After a long while, a loud bang was heard, and the figure separated from the void.

Guangchengzi's face was pale, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the Sky-Flipping Seal in his hand was dim, clearly indicating that he had suffered a great loss in the previous battle.

In contrast Daoist Duobao, though his breathing was somewhat disordered, remained calm and composed.

"Guangchengzi, you flatter me." Duobao bowed deeply, his voice echoing throughout the hall.

At the same time, White Crane Boy seemed to see his master's face instantly turn as ugly as the bottom of a pot.

"Hahaha! Good! What a Duobao!" Tongtian clapped his hands and laughed, his face full of pride, the frustration he had felt from being humiliated by Yuanshi earlier was completely gone.

The immortals of the Interception Sect erupted in thunderous cheers once again, their cheers even louder than before.

After this battle, the disciples of the two sects continued to fight, with each side winning and losing, but it was clear that the Interception Sect had gained the upper hand.

Just then, a Daoist priest behind Laozi slowly walked down from the high platform.

She wore a simple Daoist robe with Bagua symbols, and her aura was ethereal.

Her hair was as black as ink, loosely tied up with a single dry bamboo hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks, outlining the cool and aloof curve of her profile.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyes were like a cold pool reflecting the moon. In the flowing light, there was a clear understanding of all things.

Her nose was straight and delicate, and her lips were as pale as fresh snow.

Her aura was ethereal, like mist swirling around mountain peaks, revealing a section of her fair ankle, as if carved from jade and snow.

He was Xuandu, the only disciple of the Human Religion.

(P. S.: I'll start by describing Xuandu's appearance. There are too many characters from the Chan Sect, so I'll add more later. If I write them all at once, I'll get accused of writing filler...)

Xuandu ignored the others who were fighting in the arena and went straight to Duobao, who had just won and was recuperating.

"Duobao Daoist Duobao, I am Xuandu, and I would like to learn from you."

PS: Due to recent health issues, this chapter was written under pressure. Updates will resume once I recover.

As the weather gets colder, everyone should take care of their health.