At the Eastern Sea's Edge, Seize a Treasure First!

After settling down, Daoist Bingyi looked towards the direction where Lu Qingfeng had fled beyond the sky and said to Ancestor Guyue with a bitter smile, "Bingyi was careless and the demon took advantage of the situation, which almost caused a great disaster and brought shame to my master and the immortal sect. Please punish me, master!"

Ancestor Guyue's face was contorted with rage, and he ignored Daoist Bingyi.

Instead, they looked up at the sky.

All I saw was...

From the east, two streaks of light flashed and landed above the Military Tome and Treasure Sword Gorge in an instant, facing off against Ancestor Guyue and Daoist Bingyi.

One was a short, stout old man with a long, flowing beard and a large belly; the other was a white-haired, weathered old woman holding a cane.

It was none other than Yue Zhong, a Nascent Primordial Spirit cultivator Yue Zhong Azurewood Valley, and Granny Miaoyi.

"Brother Gu Yue, you truly have excellent skills."

"Even within our own mountain gate, a mere newly promoted Primordial Spirit couldn't stop us!"

Yue Zhong looked out at the sky, then turned his gaze to Ancestor Guyue, letting out a cold snort in an unfriendly tone.

Upon hearing this, Daoist Bingyi frowned slightly and gave Yue Zhong and Granny Miaoyi a somewhat unfriendly look.

Ancestor Guyue sighed, "The demon has many tricks up his sleeve. Even when Mysterious Venerable made a move and used the Cold Jade Pearl, it was broken by his demonic flames. I only had the Heart Silkworm Divine Net, which was barely enough to trap him, but I forgot that the demon also had the Nine-Heavens Cloud-Piercing Awl left by the Yushan Daoist. I was caught off guard and he escaped!"

Huff, huff!

The Cold Jade Black Tortoise stood to the side, emitting a chilling breath from its mouth and nose, still maintaining its sullen demeanor.

"You can run away from the monk, but you can't hide from the temple!"

"The Qi mechanism is exposed."

"I'd like to see where this fiend can escape to!"

Yue Zhong glanced at Ancestor Guyue and the Cold Jade Black Tortoise, snorted coldly in his heart, and said in a chilling tone.

The next moment.

It soared into the sky and disappeared into the fierce wind.

Granny Miaoyi was lagging behind, smiled apologetically at Ancestor Guyue, "Brother Gu Yue, please forgive me. Senior Brother Yue has always had such a fiery temper."

"Well!"

Ancestor Guyue sighed and shook his head.

Granny Miaoyi also vanished in a flash of light.

Military Tome and Treasure Sword Gorge.

Seeing that Yue Zhong and Granny Miaoyi had both left, the Cold Jade Black Tortoise shook its head, turned around, and slowly returned to the depths of the Chengyang River. Having lived for tens of thousands of years, it had seen all sorts of things and was used to them, so it remained completely unmoved.

In the gorge.

Seeing the two men chasing after Lu Qingfeng, Daoist Bingyi frowned and said, "Azurewood Valley is becoming increasingly arrogant. This Yue Zhong all bark and no bite, and his words Earth Difficulty!"

The Seven Gorges Immortal Sect is of the same lineage.

However, they each operate independently, and frictions and covert struggles are common, though they are not made public.

The Azurewood Valley was powerful, and the nine Primordial Spirit remained unchanged.

Even including the two Primordial Spirit Demon Beast, the 'Cold Jade Black Tortoise' and the 'Vajra Long-Armed Ape,' the Myriad Beasts Immortal Mountain only has four Primordial Spirit.

Compared to Azurewood Valley, it is far inferior.

One is strong, and the other is weak.

It wouldn't be so harmonious.

"It's alright."

"Evergreen transformed into Yellow-Robed Monster, obtained the inheritance of the Yushan Daoist, and took the Azurewood King Cauldron. Azurewood Valley will deal with him. This boy is really unfathomable. He has a great secret. In just thirty years, he has comprehended the twenty-fifth Constellation Stele. I'm afraid he won't be so easily subdued by Azurewood Valley."

"Let's just sit and watch; I, Xiling Gorge, will not go and join the fun."

The voice of the Ancestor Guyue was clear and resonant.

He rubbed the White Geng Ring on his hand, his anger long gone. As he spoke, he strode back to his cave abode, truly ignoring him.

Daoist Bingyi stood still. "My master will ascend to immortality in five hundred years at most, and he has long been indifferent to worldly affairs. In five hundred years, I will be the only Primordial Spirit cultivator on the Myriad Beasts Immortal Mountain. There will be many more tribulations to come, and I cannot withstand any more turmoil."

After pondering for a moment, Daoist Bingyi glanced at the sky again, flicked his sleeves, and returned to his cave abode.

In the gale-force winds.

Lu Qingfeng rode the 'Nine-Heavens Cloud-Piercing Awl', riding the gale-force winds, his speed as fast as a startled swan, covering tens of thousands of miles in an instant.

Now that his identity has been exposed, there's no need to conceal the magical Law Artifact he obtained from the Yushan Daoist; he can use them openly. In a way, this also frees Lu Qingfeng from the constraints he's been placed on.

"With my current strength, I don't even need to fear Azurewood Valley."

"However, it is not advisable to stay in the Nine Rivers and Seven Gorges for too long."

"Even if we are to fight, we should go to the East Sea."

Lu Qingfeng felt little panic or fear.

Thirty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

He cultivated in the "Primordial World Era," mastering more Scattered Character and improving his cultivation and Daoist level. At the same time, he cultivated in the White Geng Dark Star.

The mountains of Spirit Stone were being consumed one after another.

Lu Qingfeng's cultivation level is also rapidly improving.

In just thirty years, he went from near the Middle Void Core Stage to the peak of the True Core, and his true body was refined. He was only one step away from entering the Spell Gathering Realm.

Such a speed of cultivation is truly astonishing.

This is three to five times faster than the previous methodical training!

However, while his cultivation progressed rapidly, the consumption was also terrifying. In the past thirty years, not only were all the Spirit Stone and Spirit Pearl that Ancestor Guyue had placed in White Geng Ring refined by Lu Qingfeng, but all the Spirit Stone and Spirit Pearl pearls in the nineteen treasure mountains summoned from the Cold Jade Black Tortoise with the 'Snow-Soul Pearl' were also completely consumed.

In addition to Lu Qingfeng's accumulation in previous years, the gains from Azurewood King Cauldron's separate management of one side in recent years have also been largely depleted.

At this rate, in two or three years at most, Lu Qingfeng will be penniless and have nothing left.

However, according to Lu Qingfeng's estimate, two or three years would be enough time for him to advance to the Spell Gathering Realm. At that time, he would also need to go out to find the Earth Baleful Yin Vein and the Qiantian Astral Qi, and Baleful Condensation and Astral Refinement to cultivate in the Spell Gathering Realm.

He cultivated while accumulating Spirit Stone.

Once the Astral Fiend are refined, there will be no delay before going to White Geng Star for arduous cultivation.

Pity.

Man proposes, God disposes.

"Alright!"

"Let's just fight Azurewood Valley!"

Lu Qingfeng rode the Nine-Heavens Cloud-Piercing Awl, flying straight westward. Looking back, two streams of energy were far away, somewhat hazy and indistinct, yet they remained close behind, relentlessly pursuing him.

A cold glint flashed in Lu Qingfeng's eyes.

Thirteen days later.

Lu Qingfeng traversed tens of millions of miles, crossing the Spirit-Severing Land to the west of the Weeping Marsh, and traversing the endless vastness without stopping. He crashed through the air as if passing through a thin membrane, causing the space to become chaotic and disordered. When he reappeared, he was already in the middle of an endless sea.

The East Sea is vast and magnificent.

The universe is full of wonders and mysteries.

The East China East Sea the Three Mountains and Nine Rivers, and the Lingjue Cangmang Land, located at the far west of the Three Mountains and Nine Rivers, should be separated by countless miles, yet they diverge completely with a single step.

From the westernmost point, they arrived in the East Sea in an instant.

"The End Mountain!"

Upon entering the East Sea, Lu Qingfeng continued without stopping, heading straight for the eastern region of the East Sea, to a place known as a fairy mountain in the sea.

The islands reach their end, and it is called End Mountain)!

This place is located at the easternmost point of the East Sea China Sea. Further east lies a wild and Chaotic Sea. Even Core Formation True Person would lose their way, be swept away by the gales, battered by the waves, and shattered by the thunder.

Only the Primordial Spirit True One can enter it.

However, over time, it became unsustainable, and the only option was to withdraw.

Therefore, it is rarely visited by people.

The towering, precipitous peaks of the End Mountain stretch across the azure sky.

The mountain slopes precipitously from its midsection into the sea, forming towering cliffs that rise hundreds of feet and stretch for three hundred miles. The scenery along the coast is fantastic, magnificent, and breathtaking.

The Ocean is a deep blue and cold, the cliffs are sheer and plunge straight into the sea, the boulders lie prostrate on the cliff, the jagged rocks stand like swords stuck in the ground, and shrubs, wild grasses and mountain flowers cascade down the high slopes and cling to the rock walls.

Thunder rumbled below the cliff, shaking the base of the mountain.

The reefs collapsed and rocks shattered, floating and sinking in the blue waves; the cliffs were pierced and the white waves surged and gushed.

Surrounding End Mountain are dozens of islands of varying sizes.

When Lu Qingfeng arrived, a grand formation had already been erected throughout the End Mountain. A Daoist priest sat in the center of the formation, surrounded by generals in armor or Daoist priests in robes standing on various islands.

They either wielded Armed Conflict or waved large flags.

Armed Conflict pointed to the sky, banners fluttered in the wind.

Between heaven and earth, wind and clouds gathered, and lightning flashed. Bolts of lightning crisscrossed the formation, colliding with two figures outside the formation as they swept through.

One of the Daoists had a red face and held a Stardust Sand Sword.

When activated, it resembles a waterfall of light formed by the accumulated brilliance of billions of tiny, rice-shaped stars. It can be separated and combined at will, constantly transforming and generating, truly a sudden and extraordinary force, incredibly wondrous.

Rumble!

The sword light, like a rainbow, shattered countless bolts of lightning, continuously bombarding the great formation.

The battle roared.

The main Daoist priest remained expressionless, while the generals and Daoist priests of the four auxiliary formations had flushed faces, clearly under unimaginable pressure. Each of them possessed either surging Qi and Blood and qi or profound aura, making them quite different from ordinary Immortal Dao cultivators.

His cultivation level is equivalent to that of a True Person Immortal Dao.

However, the red-faced Daoist outside the formation was too strong, and even inside the formation, he could only barely hold on.

And apart from the red-faced Daoist priest.

Beyond the End Mountain stood a strange-looking boy, blind in one eye. He held a broken blade in his hand, slashing casually, his blade striking the formation and cleaving away much of the lightning.

This caused the battle to become chaotic.

"Volcano Child!"

"Windchill Child!"

From the far reaches of the East Sea, a great sound resounds.

The red-faced Daoist Volcano Child and the one-eyed boy Windchill Child heard a bang in their ears, and then they saw a golden carriage rushing in from beyond the eastern horizon, descending from the heavens.

Two demon gods stood guard, one in front and one behind. A Daoist priest dressed in a dark blue robe stood in the middle, and above his head, five-colored light shone like an ancient divine mountain, causing the heavens and earth to tremble.

It suddenly cascaded down towards the waterfall formed by the accumulated light of billions of rice-shaped stars outside the formation!

"Um?!"

Volcano Child blushed and trembled, recognizing the person, "Evergreen!"

"How dare you!"

"How dare you come here!"

Enraged by this, Volcano Child formed a sword incantation, preparing to unleash a devastating attack on Lu Qingfeng. The End Mountain Array was resilient; he and Windchill Child had arrived and bombarded it for three days, yet the battle remained at a stalemate. Now that Lu Qingfeng was outside, Volcano Child immediately changed his target, intending to capture Lu Qingfeng first.

"You demon, prepare to die!"

He shouted loudly.

But the next moment.

Five-colored light filled the sky, shaking the heavens and falling down.

"Five-Colored Divine Light!"

Volcano Child's heart skipped a beat. Thinking of the profound nature of this technique, he dared not be careless. He reached out with one hand, and the waterfall of light formed by the billions of rice-shaped stars converged into a Stardust Sand Sword, which he was about to grasp in his hand.

But how swift is the Five-Colored Divine Light?

The light flashed briefly, then immediately fell.

The Stardust Sand Sword had barely condensed before the Volcano Child touched it, when the divine light descended.

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