The Seven Masters of Quanzhen Are Defeated, Little Dragon Girl Makes a Move!

The old monk clasped his hands together and looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King. Although they were both monks, their precepts and doctrines differed.

For example, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, instead of diligently chanting scriptures and worshipping Buddha in a temple, had gone off to become a state preceptor.

In his eyes, this was self-degradation and betrayal of the Buddha.

"You..."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King became angry, not out of fear of the old monk, but out of caution regarding the arrival of another person.

His gaze shifted to the sky.

He saw a giant Divine Eagle flying in the air, with a middle-aged man standing with his sword. Just a glance made his eyes ache, and he quickly averted his gaze, which relieved it somewhat.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King became even more discreet. He was the only foreigner present, and the Mongol Empire, which he belonged to, was currently attacking the Great Song. If he were to be ganged up on by the two of them, it would be disastrous.

"Someone's here!"

The swordsman, standing on the Divine Eagle's back, said calmly.

"Yuantong Divine Monk, Golden Wheel Dharma King, what is the meaning of this?"

Qiu Chuji and the others arrived at the mountain gate, looking at their injured disciples, and said with a cold tone.

Back when Wang Chongyang was still alive, he had followed his master and met the two of them. They were both legendary figures in the martial arts world. The swordsman in the sky, however, was less familiar.

But since the three of them had arrived together, they must be peerless experts.

"Master, be careful. That old monk just clasped his hands together without making a move, yet he broke the combined attack of our fellow disciples and even sent them flying back, severely injuring them."

Yin Zhiping whispered in his ear.

"Amitabha!"

Upon seeing Qiu Chuji, the old monk stepped forward.

"Benefactor Qiu, that Divine Cult forces people to join, which is truly an evil cult. I request that you disband it and bring peace back to the world."

Hearing this, Qiu Chuji's expression turned cold.

This Divine Cult was established by immortals at their behest; how could it be disbanded just because of someone's words?

"Yuantong Divine Monk, joining our Divine Cult is entirely voluntary, and there has never been any coercion. Where did you hear otherwise?"

"As I heard."

The Yuantong Divine Monk clasped his hands together, his face serene.

"Then, Divine Monk, did you witness it with your own eyes?"

"As I saw!"

Qiu Chuji was so angered he laughed.

He no longer had the inclination to spar with the old monk and turned to look at the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

"Your Highness, did you also come to ask us to disband the Divine Cult?"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King chuckled and shook his head.

"I'm not as hypocritical as the old monk. Your Divine Cult's influence is too great. I was entrusted by the Great Khan to kill you."

His killing intent was evident, yet his face remained wreathed in a smile.

Qiu Chuji said nothing to this, instead looking at the last person.

Before he could ask further, the swordsman spoke directly.

"I am Dugu Qiubai. I heard that an immortal has appeared in the Divine Cult and have come specifically to seek a defeat!"

"Dugu Qiubai!!"

Qiu Chuji and the others looked over in shock.

Even the Yuantong Divine Monk's expression gradually turned solemn upon hearing this.

Dugu Qiubai, a prominent figure from a hundred years ago, the true number one under heaven. He never expected him to still be alive.

Qiu Chuji let out a wry smile.

"I didn't expect the Divine Cult to attract a martial arts senior like yourself. It is truly our fortune."

"However..."

Qiu Chuji's eyes regained their firmness.

"Junior Brother, form the array!"

"Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper Formation!"

Created by the founder of the Quanzhen Sect, Wang Chongyang, it could be formed by one hundred and eight people or by seven.

The formation of the Seven Masters of Quanzhen was different from the formation previously set up by the Quanzhen disciples.

The seven people were both offensive and defensive, mutually reinforcing and countering each other. Their true qi connected, flowing endlessly, bringing the Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper Formation to its peak.

"Heh heh, you refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit. Watch this old monk break your formation!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King laughed heartily and walked into the formation with his bare hands.

As soon as they entered the formation, infinite sword energy appeared, attacking every corner where the Golden Wheel Dharma King was.

Even a normal Grandmaster would meet a tragic end if they fell into this formation.

"A mere trick."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King said casually, and then a sound like a dragon's roar and an elephant's cry was heard.

The Golden Wheel Dharma King expanded to a height of ten feet, like a small giant. With every breath, visible heat formed clouds and mist, swirling around him.

"Clang clang clang!"

The immeasurable sword energy struck him, only shattering his outer robe, not even leaving a white mark.

"Hahaha, little brats, it's my turn now!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King laughed heartily, shaking the many Quanzhen disciples so much that they covered their ears and cried out in pain.

His muscles bulged, and he gathered all his strength to punch out casually.

No matter how profound your formation is, I will break it with sheer strength.

Bang!

A violent explosion sounded, dust flew everywhere, and the shockwave scraped three inches off the ground.

The Seven Masters of Quanzhen spat blood and were sent flying back. Several of them had pale faces, their lives uncertain.

"Sect Leader!"

A disciple tried to step forward to catch them but was smashed by the immense force, spitting blood and dying.

"Hahaha, who else dares!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King shouted with glee. He glanced left and right, then walked to a large tree that three people could barely embrace, uprooted it, and threw it towards where everyone was gathered.

The trunk, like a speeding cannonball, blotted out the sky and enveloped them all.

Seeing this terrifying scene, their eyes were filled with despair.

Some even wet themselves in fear and cried their eyes out.

Qiu Chuji forced his eyes open and struggled to move, wanting to block the attack.

But before he could even make a move, he spat blood again. His meridians were shattered. Not only could he not use his internal energy, but even if he survived this, he would spend the rest of his life bedridden.

"Stop!"

In the atmosphere of despair, a cold voice suddenly came from the mountain. Instantly, heaven and earth fell silent. The crying and fearful sounds of everyone gradually disappeared, and the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves could be clearly heard.

The tree trunk, which had been speeding towards them, suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"An immortal has arrived!"

Everyone was stunned, then turned their heads with joy and tears.

A woman in white walked from the mountain, stepping on air. With every step she took, ripples spread out, as if she were walking on water.

At first, she was hundreds of meters away, but in the blink of an eye, she was before them.

She looked up at the large tree in the air, and the trunk instantly disintegrated inch by inch.

Such a method sent chills down their spines.

At least the Golden Wheel's pupils contracted, filled with apprehension.

Little Dragon Girl's cold gaze swept over the old monk and the others, finally resting on Qiu Chuji and the rest.

She extended her jade-white hand and pointed at them from a distance, her red lips parting slightly.

"Spring Return!"

Green light surged within the Seven Masters of Quanzhen. In just a moment, their pale and weak complexions became incredibly rosy.

Within Qiu Chuji, a powerful aura erupted.

Not only were his injuries completely healed, but he had also broken through a bottleneck of over ten years to become a Grandmaster.

"Thank you, immortal, for your blessing."

After stabilizing the surge of internal energy, Qiu Chuji excitedly bowed to Little Dragon Girl.

Little Dragon Girl nodded coldly, and finally looked at the Golden Wheel on the ground.

Just a faint gaze from her was enough to make the Golden Wheel Dharma King's forehead bead with sweat, and immense fear rose in his heart.

"No, if this continues, I won't be able to resist before she even makes a move."