Loose Immortal Luo looked at Zheng Fa, his lips slightly pursed, his eyes still showing doubt, but he didn't ask a single question.
He didn't know how Zheng Fa had cracked his concealment Method Formula.
It's unclear how Zheng Fa could catch up with him after he changed directions so many times.
It's unclear how Zheng Fa managed to get there before him, as he was already waiting for him there.
Seeing Zheng Fa draw the Green Duckweed Sword, he knew that these questions no longer needed to be asked.
Auspicious Cloud flew out from above his head, and a crimson Yang Spirit suddenly shone brightly, enveloping his body.
Beneath the sky, his body was half-real and half-illusory, extremely ethereal, yet seemingly imbued with supreme majesty, giving people a strong sense of contradiction.
Five crimson dragons lay prostrate at his feet, circling, raising their heads, exhaling, and stirring up fierce winds.
The wind swept across the sky and the earth, and the vast lake dried up in the blink of an eye, turning the lush vegetation to ash in an instant.
Loose Immortal Luo stretched out his finger, pointing to five crimson dragons. The five dragons' bodies swelled, and bridles reappeared between their mouths and noses. Five golden reins swung out from the bridles, converging into a dazzling golden light behind them.
As the golden light faded, a War Chariot ten thousand times more magnificent than before appeared beneath Loose Immortal Luo's feet.
A crimson sun was imprinted in the center of the canopy, and thousands of dark red flames bloomed along its edges.
The War Chariot was entirely crimson, as if cast from the oldest and most precious bronze, radiating golden light that illuminated the vast sky.
Zheng Fa thought to himself that this person was so decisive, and he couldn't help but be on guard. He also knew a lot about Vast Sun Mountain and knew that this sect's Cultivation Method was closely related to celestial phenomena, fire element, and the Great Sun.
For example, this Loose Immortal Luo's fundamental Cultivation Method is called the " Six-Dragon Sky-Patrolling True Scripture," which seems to follow the path of supreme Yang, controlling the rotation of the great sun and the changing weather.
Legend has it that as long as Loose Immortal Luo condenses a sixth red dragon, he will be able to become True Immortal.
To be honest, this Cultivation Method is somewhat similar to the Fusang Wood, except that the Fusang Wood focuses on cultivating life force, while this Cultivation Method focuses on controlling celestial phenomena.
Standing Dharma Body Senior Sister Zhang Senior Sister Zhang, who held Pure Tranquility Bamboo in her hand.
Behind him, Xie Qingxue and Nine Mountains Patriarch stood side by side.
Zheng Fa held the " Green Duckweed Sword," subtly protecting the Nine Mountains Patriarch.
Of the four, he and Senior Sister Zhang both possess Dao Fruit Law Treasure for protection, Xie Qingxue's "true form" can be said to be the Green Duckweed Sword, which is also extraordinary, only the Nine Mountains Patriarch, who is a Spirit Transformation, is quite serious and is in great danger here.
The " Green Duckweed Sword " trembled slightly in his hand, as if it were excited, but Zheng Fa was not in a hurry; he was waiting.
Although the Immortal-Trapping Sword is essentially a true Immortal Method, it is stronger than the Loose Immortal Luo in front of him.
However, in order to completely control the Immortal-Trapping Sword, he now maintains close ties with it, which naturally makes the Immortal-Trapping Sword -Immortal-Trapping Sword subservient.
But at the same time, every move of the Immortal-Trapping Sword would naturally affect its master.
Therefore, when the Immortal-Trapping Sword was drawn, his spiritual power and Divine Soul were also consumed.
Although the consumption rate may be less than 100%, Zheng Fa is still far too weak in comparison. According to his experiments, once he unsheathes his sword, his Nascent Soul Realm spiritual power will be almost depleted.
This is probably what is meant by gain and loss, the balance of the Heavenly Dao. Zheng Fa naturally has no regrets. If he can obtain a treasure like the Immortal-Trapping Sword, he can do so as quickly and fiercely as possible.
Therefore, he needs to wait for the right opportunity.
Seemingly sensing his wariness and hesitation, Loose Immortal Luo's expression relaxed slightly, and he suddenly laughed, "I originally thought you would be the next Tianhe, but now it seems you are not."
Zheng Fa frowned slightly but did not answer.
"When the Tianhe entered the sight of our Four Sects, its momentum was already unstoppable, almost overwhelming the Xuanwei," Loose Immortal Luo said to himself. "And you, today, will die here."
Knowing that Loose Immortal Luo wanted to break his spirit, Zheng Fa ignored her words. Instead, the light of his " Green Duckweed Sword " grew even brighter, vying with the golden light of the War Chariot opposite him, splitting the sky in two.
"Very well." Seeing that he remained unmoved and merely nodded, Loose Immortal Luo was not disappointed. Instead, he looked down and said, "Today, through you and the Nine Mountains Sect, I will make it clear to the Xuanwei cultivators that Vast Sun Mountain will not tolerate disobedience."
As far as he could see, there were thousands upon thousands of monks.
They dared not approach, yet were unwilling to leave; they all hid at a distance, watching the five from the ground.
Zheng Fa also glanced down, feeling somewhat speechless:
He saw many cultivators holding the Comprehensive Mirror for Aid in Government), seemingly video chatting with fellow cultivators from various places, and some were shouting and excited.
This is probably the first live broadcast of Dao Fruit battle in the Xuanwei Realm...
The Supreme Dao, in the waterside pavilion of Heavenly Lake Peak.
The six Nascent Spirit Transformation cultivators gathered together, looking at the light screen in the center of the room. Clearly, the live streamer didn't dare to get too close, as Loose Immortal Luo and Zheng Fa were not clearly visible on the screen.
However, the strange phenomena in the sky, Loose Immortal Luo's Six-Dragon Sky-Patrolling Chariot, and the radiance of Zheng Fa's Immortal Sword still made the Nascent Spirit Transformation present feel tense, even through the light barrier.
The First Seat Mingde sat at the head of the table, a hint of worry in his eyes.
To his right sat Cheng Kong and Tongming.
On the left are three Supreme Dao Spirit Transformation: one old and two middle-aged.
At this moment, the old man spoke up, "This Comprehensive Mirror is quite interesting."
The five leaders of First Seat Mingde all nodded, their eyes showing a hint of curiosity.
"It's a pity the Nine Mountains Sect is in trouble this time." Unexpectedly, the old man continued, "I wonder if this Comprehensive Mirror guide will still be so useful in the future."
First Seat Mingde retorted, "I know Zheng Fa somewhat. Since he dared to pursue him, he must have some confidence."
The old man shook his head, a slight chuckle on his lips, "You don't know Loose Immortal Luo's character."
"Um?"
"This man has always been cautious and has never risked his life; he must have a backup plan."
First Seat Mingde was taken aback, but had no way to refute it.
This old man was one of the most senior Spirit Transformation in the Supreme Dao, with vast knowledge and experience; there was no need for him to be deceived.
The old man added, "What a pity."
"What's a pity?"
"Since the beginning of this era, only this Alliance Leader Zheng has dared to draw his sword against the Four Sects... What a pity."
First Seat Mingde frowned deeply, clearly understanding that the old man held Zheng Fa in very low regard.
Seeing his worried expression, the old man laughed again, "I know you and Zheng Fa have always been on good terms, but don't forget the teachings of our Founder."
First Seat Mingde pursed his lips slightly, and after a long while, he whispered, "I remember."
The old man nodded slightly. " Patriarch Xuanding said that Vast Sun Mountain and Nine Mountains Sect, two tigers, fight, whoever dies will be a good thing for our Supreme Dao."
Don't let personal relationships ruin the overall situation.
First Seat Mingde's voice was even lower. "Yes."
Seeing that he didn't refute, the old man gave him face and said no more. He simply looked at the light screen again and said softly, "What a pity."
Even more concerned about the outcome of this great battle First Seat Mingde was naturally the Nine Mountains Sect.
Within the Nine Mountains Realm, on University Island, Seeking Immortality Island, and even on Myriad Immortals Island, disciples gathered in various places, discussing and exchanging the information they had received.
Shi Nandang, accompanied by the Ninth Elder and Profound Mystery Sect Leader, walked past a group of disciples, their whispers reaching his ears:
" The Sect Leader has caught up with the Dao Fruit of Vast Sun Mountain."
"Have they started fighting?"
"I'm asking!"
Then someone else asked, their voice tinged with fear, "Fellow senior brothers, what if the Sect Leader loses?"
"How could the Sect Leader possibly lose?"
"But... but that's Vast Sun Mountain after all."
Upon hearing this, the group of disciples immediately fell silent.
A smile involuntarily crept onto Shi Nandang's lips.
But then a disciple said in a loud voice:
"If our Sect Leader wins, the future of our Nine Mountains Sect will naturally be bright."
"If anything were to happen to us, we would only die. What other thoughts could you possibly have? You spineless coward!"
The disciple who had asked the question earlier seemed a little anxious, "Who said I'm spineless? I'm just worried about the Sect Leader!"
"Senior brothers, please don't let this damage your relationship," someone advised. " The Sect Leader is the Nine Mountains Realm, Nine Mountains Realm is the Sect Leader. If the Sect Leader is gone, the Nine Mountains Realm will naturally not be what it used to be."
The man continued, "I come from the Azure Wood Sect. When it comes to loyalty, I can't compare to my senior brothers. But I understand the value of the Nine Mountains Realm better. If the Nine Mountains Realm were gone... to be honest, it would be worse than death for me to stay in those Xuanwei Sect and try to survive."
Shi Nandang stared blankly at the man, then turned his head to look at him. He saw that the disciple's face was somewhat weathered, but his eyes were sincere, and his words seemed to come from the bottom of his heart.
Looking at the group of disciples, some of them, who probably hadn't been to other sects before, looked puzzled.
But five or six disciples nodded slightly, seemingly in complete agreement.
Shi Nandang glanced at the group of disciples, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and led the two back to their courtyard.
To be fair, Zheng Fa and the Nine Mountains Sect treated them quite well, even showing them considerable courtesy:
Aside from not being allowed to leave the Nine Mountains Realm, not being able to communicate with the outside world, and not being allowed to go to some highly confidential locations, there are almost no other restrictions.
There was also a separate three-courtyard house for Profound Mystery and his group to live in.
Compared to the assembly-line life Divine Fire Mountain, their current lives can be described as comfortable.
Of course, this courtesy was still reserved for Ninth Elder Bixia, who lived in the main courtyard with her disciples, while Shi Nandang and the former Profound Mystery Sect Leader lived in the side courtyard.
It's not easy for Shi Nandang to Great Freedom.
As he walked into the courtyard, he turned around and saw two people behind him with different expressions.
The Profound Mystery Sect Leader looked more curious than anything else.
However, Ninth Elder Bixia's expression clearly showed worry.
He knew that Profound Mystery Sect Leader was more like an indifferent bystander, waiting for the outcome of the great battle, while Elder Bixia had already sided with Zheng Fa and was now a member of the Nine Mountains Sect, not much different from the disciples of the Nine Mountains Realm.
Looking at Elder Bixia, he said with a mocking expression, "Are you regretting it now?"
Elder Bixia was taken aback, then turned to look at Shi Nandang, seemingly wondering why he had said that.
Do you know why I am unwilling to join the Nine Mountains Sect?
Elder Bixia remained silent, allowing him to continue, "Because Zheng Fa can win for a time, but not forever."
"If I go back now, I certainly won't be able to prove my innocence."
"But if I remain steadfast and unyielding in the Nine Mountains Realm, the Founder will surely understand some of my loyalty."
"When the time comes, I will return to my sect."
The Profound Mystery Sect Leader listened with a look of surprise, seemingly not expecting Shi Nandang to have this plan, and a strange hope ignited in his eyes.
"Your Excellency has a good plan. Aren't you afraid the Nine Mountains Sect will just kill you?"
"I'm afraid, but the Nine Mountains Sect is doomed..." Shi Nandang shook his head and chuckled. "One still has a glimmer of hope, while the other is doomed. Everyone knows which one to choose."
Elder Bixia remained silent upon hearing this, seemingly unable to refute it.
So I'm asking you, now that you have no other choice, do you regret it?
"Regret?" Elder Bixia suddenly laughed, "Venerable One, what you and I seek has never been the same."
"..."
"That disciple Qingmu is right." Elder Bixia turned and walked into the main courtyard, her voice still echoing in their ears, "I'd rather be Celestial Person in the Nine Mountains Sect for a day than a pig or a dog in Vast Sun Mountain for ten thousand years."
The two remained silent Shi Nandang a long while, when Elder Bixia's next words came from outside the wall. "Moreover, the outcome is still uncertain."
Victory or defeat hinges on a single sword strike.
Zheng Fa's eyes flashed with silver light, both as he guarded against Loose Immortal Luo and as he searched for the best opportunity to strike. But then he saw Loose Immortal Luo suddenly turn his head and look in the direction of Vast Sun Mountain behind him.
Zheng Fa couldn't help but look into the distance, but saw nothing. However, the Creation Jade Disc trembled slightly, revealing another urgent message from First Seat Mingde:
"Retreat immediately!"
"Immortal Cloud True Immortal of Vast Sun Mountain has left the Tianhe Sect!"
Zheng Fa then realized what Loose Immortal Luo was waiting for. He suddenly looked at Loose Immortal Luo, who seemed to have noticed his surprise and doubt as well, and laughed loudly, "I told you long ago, you would die here today!"
Looking at Loose Immortal Luo again now, Zheng Fa felt that the more he looked at him, the more familiar he became.
He's incredibly fast at escaping, and he likes to call for backup—this old man is just like me!
He truly hadn't expected that Loose Immortal Luo, facing the pursuit of a Nascent Soul cultivator like himself, would secretly contact the True Immortal Founder of Vast Sun Mountain. Not only did Luo Sanxian enjoy bullying the weak, but he also preferred to fight with superior numbers.
That's a bit too cautious.
Zheng Fa hesitated for a moment, pondering a countermeasure, but Loose Immortal Luo finally made his move, saying, "Trying to leave now? Too late!"
Even faster than his voice came the Six-Dragon Sky-Patrolling Chariot beneath him.
The flames surrounding the canopy and the golden radiance on the carriage all receded, condensing into a golden-red flame that could scorch the sea and split the sky, surging towards Zheng Fa.
Five dragons appeared in front of the chariot and rushed towards Zheng Fa in the blink of an eye.
Their aura grew even stronger, and what they exhaled was no longer hot air, but a myriad of phenomena:
Gale-force winds, torrential rain, frost, thunder, and raging flames surrounded Zheng Fa and his companions.
The intense heat from the golden-red flames made it difficult for them to breathe, as if it would burn their bones to ashes.
Loose Immortal Luo's attack this time was swift and decisive, a stark contrast to his previous cautiousness. Zheng Fa knew that Luo was afraid he would escape and wanted to hold him back while waiting for the arrival of the True Immortal of Vast Sun Mountain.
Little did he know, Zheng Fa and Senior Sister Zhang had also been waiting for a long time!
"Do it!"
With a soft shout, Senior Sister Zhang swiftly pointed at the Pure Tranquility Bamboo, and the black and white energies behind her swirled, condensing into a Yin-Yang Eight-Trigram Diagram.
She murmured, " Water-Fire Stabilization!"
The surrounding wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning subsided instantly.
" The Heaven-and-Earth Reversal!"
The five previously ferocious red dragons were instantly dazzled and disoriented, intertwining and fighting amongst themselves in the air, each trying to push the other over and bind it.
Taking this opportunity, Senior Sister Zhang waved the Pure Tranquility Bamboo in her hand, and the bamboo leaves scattered a clear light, suppressing the five dragons.
Loose Immortal Luo's face stiffened slightly, and a hint of regret suddenly appeared on his face:
When he was still, the War Chariot and the five dragons protected him.
In particular, the Five Dragons are not only incredibly powerful, but they also possess the ability to act as substitutes, making them a life-saving weapon that he painstakingly created.
At this very moment, he could sense that these five crimson dragons had lost contact with him!
Xie Qingxue flashed with azure light and disappeared from everyone's sight, just like when Zheng Fa killed the Great Freedom Devil Ancestor.
Zheng Fa also made a move.
He only had one chance to strike, so timing was crucial. Therefore, the four of them had already agreed that Senior Sister Zhang would use the Innate Eight-Trigrams Diagram to deduce and issue the order.
Senior Sister Zhang remained silent, Immortal-Trapping Sword did not appear.
The Senior Sister Zhang speaks, even if Zheng Fa can't see any flaws in Loose Immortal Luo's defenses, he will still make a move!
This is the best way to utilize the power of a single sword strike—by combining it with the deductive abilities of the Primordial Eight Trigrams to achieve the greatest results.
More importantly, it's the trust that he and his senior sister have built up over the years.
His spiritual power surged within the sword, and the jubilant cheers of the Immortal-Trapping Sword Spirit echoed in his mind, its childish voice filled with a thirst for slaughter.
The ability to deduce from the Primordial Eight Trigrams.
The True Immortal power of the Immortal-Trapping Sword.
In Zheng Fa's words, it all boiled down to one word:
"Cut!"
Seeing that the Five Dragons were being restrained, Loose Immortal Luo immediately knew something was wrong. He was cautious by nature and had already wanted to retreat. But when he saw Zheng Fa's resolute expression and the way he slashed out with his sword, he was even more shocked and hurriedly urged his War Chariot to escape.
But he was facing the Immortal-Trapping Sword!
This sword is of the same level as True Immortal, possessing its own spatial Divine Ability. When used to trap enemies, even True Immortal would be unable to escape within a few breaths; this is called "Trap"!
Loose Immortal Luo felt that although he was in Xuanwei, there was an invisible barrier between him and this world, making it impossible for him to advance or retreat.
Zheng Fa, wielding the Immortal-Trapping Sword, rode a rainbow across a hundred miles in an instant, slashing down at him, leaving him no chance of escape.
"Senior Brother Yun!"
At this moment, he had no other choice but to shout loudly, as if pleading for help.
In the distance, the sea of clouds surged like wild waves, sweeping across the sky and rushing toward this place.
A colossal, Tongtian figure, reaching to the heavens and the earth, appeared as if the Heavenly Emperor were treading through the sky, breaking through the rosy clouds.
"Stop."
Before the Cloud True Immortal arrived, his voice had already reached us, his tone high and mighty, elusive, truly like that of the Heavenly Emperor.
Zheng Fa looked up at Cloud True Immortal, chuckled, and his sword flashed across the sky.
Loose Immortal Luo's voice was filled with panic. "Senior Brother Yun, save me..."
The canopy collapsed, the War Chariot were destroyed, the cries for help ceased, and Loose Immortal Luo had vanished into thin air.
The distant sea of clouds paused slightly, as if it hadn't expected it, but the next moment, the waves on the sea of clouds surged again, ten times more chaotic than before.
The clouds, once tinged with gold, were now completely stained in ink, the world shrouded in darkness, with only a clear shout remaining:
"How dare you!"
(End of this chapter)