The Battle Between Dao Fan Shangren and Lu Tianheng

Let's go back to before the National Preceptor's Mansion to suppress the Moonfall Sect and the Zheng Family.

Deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains of Qian Province, Dao Fan Shangren met with Lu Tianheng to discuss the matter of controlling the forces of the Jianghu.

Dao Fan Shangren arrived at the place he had agreed to meet with Lu Tianheng, which was in a large canyon in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Dao Fan Shangren, with his flowing robes, wearing a Daoist crown and a white Daoist robe, holding a whisk, stood suspended in the air above the canyon, exuding an air of otherworldly elegance, and called out loudly, "Lu Tianheng, I have arrived."

The sound carried far, but no one responded for a long time. Just as Dao Fan Shangren was getting impatient.

Lu Tianheng, dressed in a martial arts outfit, suddenly appeared in the sky above the canyon, laughing loudly and saying, "Dao Fan, it's been so long, I thought you were dead! What brings you here to see me?"

"Lu Tianheng, I don't want to waste my breath on you. I'm asking you, what exactly are you thinking?" Dao Fan asked.

"What do you mean, what are you thinking? Don't talk nonsense, explain yourself clearly," Lu Tianheng asked, feigning ignorance.

Dao Fan said calmly, "Don't play dumb with me. Shouldn't you take responsibility for the current situation in the Great Qian Dynasty?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianheng's expression immediately hardened. He looked at Dao Fan and said, "Just do your own thing and mind your Martial Prohibition Hall business."

"Take on my business? Lu Tianheng, have you forgotten the kindness the late emperor showed you?" Dao Fan shouted angrily at Lu Tianheng.

"The late emperor? Favor? Over the years, have I, Lu Tianheng, done anything to betray the Great Qian?" Lu Tianheng said coldly to Dao Fan.

"Whether you did it or not, you know the answer in your heart. Let's not talk about what happened before. Now I'm asking you, will your Martial Prohibition Hall step in to control the forces in the Jianghu?" Dao Fan said, looking at Lu Tianheng with disdain.

"What? You want to cross the line and break the original agreement?" Lu Tianheng said, barely suppressing his anger.

"Since you've let it go all these years, I have no choice but to step in and do something about it," Dao Fan said calmly.

"Dao Fan, I advise you to mind your own business. We made an agreement in front of the Emperor that your National Preceptor's Mansion is not allowed to interfere with the affairs of the Jianghu under my control."

"Since you, Lu Tianheng, are letting this go unchecked, then I Dao Fan, am determined to take charge today," Dao Fan said calmly.

Upon hearing this, Lu Tianheng felt a surge of anger, the dark clouds around him began to gather, and faint traces of blood began to appear on his body.

"I'm warning you again, don't overstep your bounds, mind your own business," Lu Tianheng shouted at Dao Fan.

"What? You want to fight me? Let me see if you've improved at all these years," Dao Fan said.

When the National Preceptor's Mansion was first established, Dao Fan had fought with Lu Tianheng. The two fought for two days and one night, and Dao Fan won by one move.

This forced Lu Tianheng to agree to Dao Fan establishing the National Preceptor's Mansion. However, the Martial Prohibition Hall had already signed an agreement with the National Preceptor's Mansion, stipulating that it could not interfere in matters under the jurisdiction of the Martial Prohibition Hall.

Moreover, at that time, both of them were only Grandmaster. Later, they both advanced to the Peak Grandmaster level, but they had never fought each other.

Lu Tianheng stopped answering and instead raised his aura to its maximum, with wisps of pale red energy swirling around him.

Dao Fan saw this scene on Lu Tianheng, his brows furrowed involuntarily. He felt very uncomfortable with the aura emanating from Lu Tianheng.

Moreover, looking at the pale red aura surrounding Lu Tianheng, Dao Fan felt an uncontrollable urge to destroy him.

Dao Fan didn't know what kind of cultivation technique Lu Tianheng practiced, but he felt a kind of evil and uncomfortable feeling towards him.

He hadn't felt this way when he fought Lu Tianheng before. He wondered what kind of cultivation technique Lu Tianheng had switched to in the past twenty or thirty years.

Could it be that Lu Tianheng's laissez-faire attitude towards the Jianghu world stems from this?

Before Dao Fan could think it through, Lu Tianheng's attack had already arrived. "Dao Fan, since you want to meddle in my Martial Prohibition Hall's affairs, then I'll see if you have the ability."

Dao Fan's figure flashed, dodging Lu Tianheng's energy attack.

"Sizzle!" Lu Tianheng's attack missed and struck the stone wall behind Dao Fan, corroding small holes in the wall.

This scene surprised Dao Fan. How could Lu Tianheng's vital energy have such a strong corrosive quality?

If Lu Tianheng had simply blasted a large hole in the stone wall, Dao Fan wouldn't have found it strange. But if he had corroded the stone wall into small holes, that would be a different story.

This means that Lu Tianheng's elemental energy attributes have begun to change, which is quite unusual.

Moreover, the evil energy and bloodlust emanating from Lu Tianheng's body clearly indicated that Lu Tianheng was not practicing an ordinary technique, but rather an extremely evil one.

The cultivation method that Lu Tianheng practiced was something that even the well-informed Dao Fan had never seen before, which was puzzling.

"Dao Fan, stop trying to dodge and try taking another one of my attacks." Lu Tianheng continued his attack on Dao Fan.

Lu Tianheng continued with another palm strike, this time imbued with crimson energy, aimed at Dao Fan.

Dao Fan pointed his whisk forward, and a vast heavenly might emerged from the whisk.

The crimson energy in Lu Tianheng's hand, upon encountering the vast heavenly might appearing on Dao Fan's whisk, reacted as if it had encountered a natural enemy, emitting a series of "sizzling" sounds before rapidly dissolving.

Upon seeing this, Lu Tianheng quickly stepped back, then looked at his palm and, finding nothing seriously wrong, was relieved.

"Lu Tianheng, I never expected you to cultivate such a demonic art?" Dao Fan coldly shouted at Lu Tianheng.

"Dao Fan, stop spouting nonsense. Who cultivates demonic arts? Besides, who said this is demonic art?" Lu Tianheng said with a disdainful expression.

"Lu Tianheng, whether you cultivate demonic arts or not is none of my business. However, you disregard the safety of the Great Qian Dynasty and allow the power of the Jianghu to grow unchecked. That is something I must take care of."

"Dao Fan, stop pretending to be compassionate. Do you think I don't know what you're really thinking?"

"You just want your Daoist sect to unify the entire Great Qian Dynasty, don't you? Stop using these excuses for the safety of the world." Lu Tianheng sneered.

"I'm too lazy to waste my breath on this. It seems we need to renegotiate our agreement." Dao Fan drew a talisman, which appeared and was placed directly on Lu Tianheng.

"Dao Fan, don't push your luck!" Lu Tianheng was furious. Dao Fan was treating him like Evil Demon, actually using talismans against him?

Immediately, Lu Tianheng unleashed an even more powerful aura. With a flick of his hand, streaks of crimson energy condensed into a giant palm, pressing down on the talisman drawn by Dao Fan.

"Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!" A series of ear-piercing sounds rang out as the energy palm and the talisman dissolved into each other and quickly dissipated into the air.

Then, both of them unleashed even more powerful auras, and their battle officially began, lasting for several days and nights.

No one knows the final outcome of the contest between the two, but judging from the subsequent actions of the National Preceptor's Mansion's Mansion, it seems that Lu Tianheng has tacitly agreed that the National Preceptor's Mansion can intervene in and manage matters of the Jianghu.