614. Siming Meets the Pure Great Sage!

Above the clouds.

Daoist Jiyuan surveyed the fierce battle below. Although his face showed no change, his heart was already in turmoil, and his cultivated temperament, which had reached its peak, was completely shattered.

"Ancestor Sa Iron Jar".

Daoist Jiyuan looked down at the dull, rusty Iron Jar in his hand, and then looked at the young Daoist below, feeling even more confused.

Just now.

Just as the two below were fighting, or rather, when Immortal Master Zhengqing was being thoroughly defeated.

Despite the fierce battle raging on, Daoist Jiyuan noticed that the young Daoist was still able to concentrate, easily knocking away the 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' summoned by Immortal Master Zhengqing with a single Heaven-Soaring.

Unfortunately, it fell right into his hands.

That's not all.

The Daoist priest even had the leisure to cast a glance at him and nod slightly, clearly intending to give him this treasure.

"This is to repay the Mount Mao Dao for protecting its disciples."

"Is this a gesture of goodwill, an attempt to use my Mount Mao Dao to fight against the Divine Empyrean Sect?"

Daoist Jiyuan played with the 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar', pondering in his heart.

If it's the former, it's too heavy.

Although the Mount Mao Dao protected Lin Ye had fought for the Mount Mao Dao for over ten thousand years, making significant contributions. Furthermore, this young Daoist was actually willing to give up a priceless treasure as a token of gratitude to a True Immortal Realm disciple who had failed to ascend to immortality and was only given a hundred years to live?!

Try to see things from another person's perspective.

Daoist Jiyuan felt that this was unlikely.

On the contrary, the latter—

"Divine Firmament and Mount Mao have never gotten along, and this Daoist is so powerful. If we were to form an alliance, it wouldn't be fair to say that anyone would benefit."

"Furthermore."

Daoist Jiyuan glanced at the Iron Jar in his hand and immediately smiled, "Furthermore, this 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' contains countless talismans, which have benefited the souls of the dead, relieved their suffering, and provided relief to the wandering spirits for countless years. It embodies Compassionate Heart for saving the world and is a first-rate treasure of Merit, no less valuable than ordinary immortal Immortal Artifact. How can we refuse such a precious treasure?!"

Once the thought is made up.

Without further hesitation, Daoist Jiyuan waved his sleeve and put the 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' into his sleeve.

His smile widened, and he lowered his eyes to look down at the field below.

They disappeared for a short while, and then another change occurred.

"Call!"

"Call!"

"Call!"

Daoist Zhengqing gasped for breath, feeling a burning sensation in his chest, a result of both injury and anger.

He was covered in grime and looked utterly disheveled.

When has the Divine Firmament leader of the Divine Firmament Sect ever been in such a state?

In a short time.

He was both surprised and angry.

In particular, the seven Golden Tiger Golden Dragon were crippled in succession, two supreme treasures were destroyed, the 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' was stolen, and the only two remaining supreme treasures of the sect leader, the 'Hundred-Patch Demon-Subduing Robe' and the 'Five-Brilliance Ghost-Subduing Fan', were also badly damaged. If it weren't for the fact that the young Daoist priest had inexplicably put away the demonic sword, these two supreme treasures would have been lost as well.

Shock, anger, fear, panic.

A myriad of thoughts filled his mind. Daoist Zhengqing he looked at the young Daoist who had exchanged his demonic sword for a bamboo staff and was poised to attack, a sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.

"This time we're really screwed."

Daoist Zhengqing sighed, his face filled with shame. Seeing that the young Daoist was relentless, he knew that this situation was unlikely to end well. He chanted incantations to the heavens while remaining vigilant, and spoke to the young Daoist, "I am the head of the Divine Firmament Sect, my Daoist name is 'Zhengqing.' May I ask who you are and why you have imprisoned my disciple?"

The situation is unfavorable, and the only option now is to feign compliance and wait for reinforcements.

He wanted to speak softly, but his mood was not good. The Daoist Zhengqing, who had never bowed his head to anyone all year round, spoke words that were hard and difficult to swallow.

"They're getting utterly thrashed, yet they still put on airs!"

Outside Seven Treasures Mountain.

Qi Zhou and his two companions stood behind their teacher on the battlefield of the Demon King, their faces flushed red. That was the invincible leader of the Divine Firmament, yet they had been utterly defeated by their grandmaster.

The three of them felt honored.

Seeing that the Divine Firmament Sect Leader was willing to yield but was also hesitant and unwilling to submit, he scoffed, but then put his mind at ease.

Seeing the situation, Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he trusted his teacher, he had spent over ten thousand years in the Hao Kingdom and knew the power and influence of Mount Mao Dao and Divine Empyrean Sect best. Neither of them were easy to deal with, let alone the sect leader.

Now things are much better.

The number one person of the Divine Empyrean Sect, the Divine Firmament Zhengqing, was beaten badly by his teacher, which finally made her realize how powerful his teacher was, and she was no longer worried.

She looked at the field.

For a time, we hoped that the teacher would not stop, and would teach the old Zhengqing priest a lesson so severely that he would be reduced to ashes.

He was also worried that the Divine Empyrean Sect might act desperately and delay his third junior brother's escape.

"It would be more sensible to bring out our third junior brother first."

In the end, reason prevailed. Just as he was about to remind the teacher to spare the old Zhengqing for now, he suddenly saw the teacher holding Green Bamboo Staff and not saying a word.

As he walked, he lunged forward, raised his Green Bamboo Staff, and smashed it towards the face of the old Daoist priest Zhengqing.

"Our ancestor is mighty!"

Such relentless criticism earned a shout of "Good!" from Qi Zhou, Cui Fengnian, and Zhongli Hu, who were instantly won over. Lin Ye, however, looked at his teacher with some hesitation.

Lu Qingfeng didn't care.

Just now, he unleashed the demonic blade, forcibly activating the 'Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Saber,' a Spirit Treasure. Although its power was astonishing, capable of killing gods and Buddhas alike, even top-tier Earth Immortal would perish without a supreme treasure, just like the Willow Immortal in the Blackwater.

It's a pity.

The Daoist Zhengqing indeed possessed many treasures, and with the protection of the Golden Tiger and Golden Dragon, although he was severely injured, he withstood Lu Qingfeng's fierce attack and still had the strength to fight again.

In contrast, Lu Qingfeng...

The demonic blade was difficult to wield and extremely unruly. Although Lu Qingfeng had barely managed to refine it, he was still far from having complete control over it. He had already reached his limit by unleashing seven consecutive strikes.

His Law Power was still sufficient, but his physical body and Primordial Spirit were already on the verge of being torn apart.

One more strike would not only severely injure the physical body and Primordial Spirit, but the demonic Sha Qi of the blade would also take the opportunity to backfire, which would be counterproductive.

He simply sheathed his sword.

Even so.

He was still affected by the Sha Qi aura, his heart filled with resentment and killing intent, and his fighting spirit never ceased.

Although he had sheathed his sword, he was unwilling to stop, wanting to vent his anger.

Holding the Green Bamboo Staff, Lu Qingfeng ignored the sudden, grim expression on Daoist Zhengqing's face and brought it down abruptly.

"This is outrageous!"

The Daoist Zhengqing was truly enraged and raised the Five-Brilliance Ghost-Subduing Fan to parry the attack.

"How dare you display your treasure before me?!"

Lu Qingfeng's expression remained unchanged.

This palm-leaf fan was able to withstand the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Saber, which shows it is quite remarkable and far more powerful than ordinary Immortal Artifact. Lu Qingfeng had long had his eye on it.

Having sheathed the demonic blade, his mind was no longer disturbed. Seeing the palm-leaf fan in the hands of Daoist Zhengqing, a cyan divine light suddenly rose above his head, like an ancient divine mountain, and fiercely swept towards Daoist Zhengqing's hand.

A flash of blue light appeared, Five-Brilliance Ghost-Subduing Fan vanished in an instant.

"Not good!"

Daoist Zhengqing cried out inwardly, only to find his hands empty. Looking down, he saw no trace of the treasure. Shocked, he saw the Green Bamboo Staff hurtling towards him. Without thinking, he quickly formed a hand seal and held it horizontally in front of him.

Green Bamboo Staff arrived.

A tremendous force surged forth with a deafening roar, numbing his tiger's mouth, splitting his palms, and severing all ten fingers. The surge of Law Power further exacerbated his injuries—

Puff!

He opened his mouth and spat out blood.

"What incredible Divine Ability!"

The cultivators in the sky and on the ground, upon seeing the divine light, all praised it, their eyes gleaming with fervor. They couldn't help but wonder what kind of Divine Ability this was, capable of snatching someone's treasure.

Upon seeing this, the expression on Daoist Jiyuan's face changed for the first time.

"With such Divine Ability, it's no wonder he looks down on Ancestor Sa Iron Jar."

Compared to the 'Five-Brilliance Ghost-Subduing Fan', the 'Ancestor Sa Iron Jar' is considerably inferior. Moreover, with such Divine Ability at his disposal, what treasure wouldn't he have in his grasp?

Daoist Jiyuan couldn't help but secretly consider how many rounds he could hold off the Daoist below if he lost his treasure.

The outside world is not mentioned.

Lu Qingfeng didn't stop for a moment on the field.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One blow after another, like a torrential downpour, though not as stunning and ferocious as the demonic blade from before, it was still a further blow to the already seriously injured Daoist Zhengqing.

Not only did he retreat repeatedly, but his injuries also continued to worsen.

Mouthfuls of blood spurted out, staining his Hundred-Patch Demon-Subduing Robe, and blood flowed incessantly from his arms. The surrounding cultivators watched with a pang of anguish, as if the next moment, Daoist Zhengqing would be smashed into a pile of minced meat by that Green Bamboo Staff.

The Daoist Zhengqing was horrified.

Seven demonic blades struck him, and his injuries were already quite severe; he would need at least a thousand years to fully recover. As for the Golden Tiger, the Golden Dragon, and all the other treasures, they were not mentioned.

But Lu Qingfeng wouldn't let it go.

This Green Bamboo Staff was far less ferocious than the demonic blade, yet it contained the power of Mount Tai and could also obscure his six senses. Each strike worsened his injuries, requiring another hundred years of recuperation.

Lu Qingfeng was slow in his movements.

But with each step and each strike, before long, dozens of blows were delivered, further aggravating the injuries of Daoist Zhengqing.

From beginning to end, Daoist Zhengqing Lu Qingfeng controlled the rhythm, leaving Zhengqing Daoist with no weapons or magical Law Artifact, and he could only passively take the beating.

Even though he was a top-tier Earth Immortal, he was unable to exert his full power for a while.

There is truly suffering in silence.

Ordinary True Immortal couldn't discern the trick, but Daoist Jiyuan in the sky, Daoist Nun Cheng Jin in the distance, and Daoist Yuan Shan saw something amiss. The latter stared intently, muttering to himself, "Each of this Daoist's strikes seems ordinary, but a mysterious force is erupting around that Green Bamboo Staff. This mysterious surge is enough to make the Divine Firmament Sect Leader's movements falter. At the end of the bamboo staff, there is also transparent heavenly fire swirling around, its power boundless."

Yuanshan and Cheng Jin felt that this mysterious and extraordinary heavenly fire was something they couldn't quite put their finger on how powerful it was.

Daoist Jiyuan looked at it, he could vaguely see that it seemed to contain two wonderful Divine Ability, which seemed to be no weaker than the previous azure divine light.

Daoist Jiyuan has a truly excellent eye.

Lu Qingfeng's move indeed contained hidden Divine Ability. It wasn't ordinary; rather, it involved two innate supernatural Divine Ability he had comprehended from his own Pure Law Bamboo Body—

The first is the "Six Roots Purification Method," which can seal away a person's six consciousnesses.

The second is 'Pure Heavenly Fire,' which can burn all things.

These two Divine Ability were originally ordinary, but Lu Qingfeng enhanced them, upgrading them to Great Divine Ability. After spending some time, he has now cultivated them to the fourth level, and their power is astonishing.

Among the Fourth Realm Earth Immortal, such a figure is extremely rare, if not unique.

Unless one cultivates ordinary Divine Ability to the seventh or eighth level, it is extremely difficult to resist.

The leader of the Divine Firmament Sect is highly skilled, but unfortunately, he relies too much on treasures, which makes his supernatural Divine Ability somewhat lacking. Now that his most handy weapon, the Divine Empyrean Sword, has been destroyed, and his strongest weapon, the Five-Brilliance Ghost-Subduing Fan, has been taken away, how can he possibly withstand these Great Divine Ability?

Not to mention, Lu Qingfeng's Pure Bamboo Staff also contains profound mysteries. It is infused with twelve Ironback Centipede, which enhance its immense power, making a single strike as heavy as Mount Tai. Furthermore, the Crimson Lotus Karmic Fire, formed from boundless Karmic Power, is hidden within, ready to unleash a vicious attack at any moment, like a venomous snake.

How could the Daoist Zhengqing stop him?

A fierce attack ensued.

Seeing that Daoist Zhengqing's injuries were getting worse and his face was flushed with illness, he suddenly looked up at the sky and cried out, "Yuanjun, save me!"

The cries were so mournful and pitiful that they truly broke the hearts of those who heard them and brought tears to their eyes!

The words fell.

The next moment.

Then a goddess appeared, riding on auspicious clouds and wearing a robe of rosy clouds.

"A god has descended to earth!"

Everyone was terrified, for they saw celestial music playing in the sky, and strange phenomena such as fairies scattering flowers and divine generals clearing the way.

The goddess in the center has a solemn appearance, with a bright light on her face that obscures her true features, but she holds a four-cornered pagoda in her hands.

Upon seeing the goddess descend to earth, Daoist Zhengqing was overjoyed, for his reinforcements had finally arrived.

Seeing that the young Daoist priest seemed to have also realized something was wrong and had stopped fighting, he felt much more at ease. Now it was his turn to refuse to let it go. With a serious expression, he bowed to the goddess in the sky and cried out in sorrow, "The evil Daoist is rampant and has brought chaos to the world. I beg the Goddess Yuanjun to have mercy and kill the evil Daoist to restore order to the world!"

That was all.

Daoist Zhengqing glanced at Lu Qingfeng and saw that the young Daoist's expression seemed a bit strange, and he couldn't see any fear in him. He couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "He is just a mortal Earth Immortal, and he doesn't know the True God of the Heavenly Court."

He straightened up, straightened his face, and shouted at Lu Qingfeng, "You Daoist priest, with the Heavenly Court deities before you, why don't you quickly submit to the law?!"

The sound resonated powerfully.

The situation on the field suddenly changed.

Jiyuan, Cheng Jin, and Yuanshan Shan all frowned. In the distance Lin Ye and his disciples, upon seeing the goddess's aura, suddenly felt a chill rise from the bottom of their hearts, as if they had fallen into the dead of winter.

The four cultivators were all taken aback by this unexpected turn of events.

Without prior agreement, they all exclaimed, "As expected of the Divine Empyrean Sect, inheriting from 'Supreme One Yuan Sa Elder True Lord,' they have countless connections in the Immortal Realm. They can suppress all demons and monsters simply by bringing in a great deity."

Everyone fell silent.

We are just waiting for the Daoist's reaction.

However, instead of the expected resistance or submission, the goddess in the sky seemed to smile, ignoring the Daoist Zhengqing, and instead nodded slightly to the young Daoist, saying in a clear voice, "So it is the Pure Great Sage Qingjing in person. I, Siming, have come here rashly. I hope you will not take offense, fellow Daoist."

The ethereal music drifted through the air.

Daoist Zhengqing looked up, and his expression suddenly changed drastically!