The Great Dao Is Long, the Overwhelming Advance Begins

Yu Tunzhou dragged his still slowly healing body, his gaze fixed on the direction where Xie Heyu was.

He sensed the approach of the three auras; two of them were subtle and sinister, while the other was somewhat superficial.

I initially thought these three were also cultivators from the Turbid Kingdom, but judging from their later actions, they were clearly cowards lurking in the shadows. They fled in panic after he won, and one of them even attacked his fellow cultivators. I wonder if they had started fighting amongst themselves.

Yu Tunzhou looked down at the slowly wriggling, recovering flesh in his hands.

Beheading, shattering the heart, severing limbs, or even turning the flesh into mush...

He tried everything, but the guy was still alive. Although he was much slower than when they fought, he never stopped.

In comparison, Wu Xuan's Blood River True Scripture is indeed only in its initial stage and is far from being fully mastered.

Logically speaking, the best way to deal with such an immortal being is to strangle their Primordial Spirit. However, the problem is that this guy's Niwan Palace is completely empty; he has neither Primordial Spirit nor a complete Divine Capital.

His earlier guess was correct; this was simply a modified puppet.

Yu Tunzhou looked up, his gaze fixed on the figure that had not yet left, several miles away.

He took a deep breath, twisted his waist and back suddenly, his entire spine like a bow being slowly drawn to its fullest extent, his arm muscles bulged, and his veins bulged like dragons. He then threw the still slowly writhing body in his hand out with a bang!

boom--

The entire body, like a bloody stone, tore through the Liaokong the moment it left the hand, emitting a muffled sonic boom, carrying a strong smell of Blood Qi and fragments of bone that had not yet fully healed, and flew several miles away.

Meanwhile, Xie Heyu, several miles away, barely managed to get up, looking in shock and anger in the direction where Wheel-Turning King had left. His mind was buzzing, and he was still in a daze.

He still doesn't understand why the two assassins, both at the level of the Ten Yama Kings, would run away so suddenly and even attack him, their employer, with a single palm strike.

Is this what the Underworld does?!

This time, he was determined to make his Lineage hold those two assassins accountable. Over the years, the Xie Household had secretly provided assistance and invested in a lot of forces. Not to mention the Underworld, they even had people in the Incense-Smelling Cult.

Suddenly, Xie Heyu heard a whooshing sound behind him.

Under the suppression of heaven and earth, his Primordial Spirit could not be released, and even his perception was weakened. Therefore, when he turned his head, the dark shadow was already right in front of him and crashed down on his head!

He was thrown out like a piece of rubble, countless bones broken in the impact, his chest caved in, and blood and foam gushing from his mouth and nose.

"Your aim is alright."

Several miles away, Yu Tunzhou swung his arm, lightly touched the ground with his toes, and leisurely gave chase.

By the time Xie Heyu regained a sliver of clarity from the excruciating pain, a shadow had already fallen heavily upon him.

Looking at the body that was about to recover, Yu Tunzhou frowned, then severed the head again and threw it in front of Xie Heyu, saying in a calm tone:

"Identify who this person is."

Xie Heyu endured the excruciating pain, his body trembling. He never expected that Yu Tunzhou could lock onto his location from such a distance, as if he were not affected by the suppression of this world at all.

He looked up in shock, and the moment he saw the corpse's face, a chill ran from his tailbone to the top of his head. His body stopped trembling and his blood froze.

His pale face, compared to the slightly withered eyebrows and eyes in the portrait, even with his eyes closed and lifeless, still exuded a chilling ferocity.

This moment.

Xie Heyu finally understood why King of Equality and Wheel-Turning King were so panicked and reckless, even fearful and afraid to fight.

The newly Dharma Aspect Xue Wuya, who was infamous in the Blood River Dao and could even fight the Supreme Sword Lord for several days, was actually beheaded by Yu Tunzhou and casually thrown in front of him!

impossible...

This is impossible...

"Um?"

A soft, cold snort rang in Xie Heyu's ears, but it struck him like a thunderbolt, completely shattering his psychological defenses.

"He is... he is Xue Wuya of the Blood River Dao Sect!!!"

Xie Heyu's lips trembled as he backed away in terror, seemingly forgetting even the pain, wanting only to get away from that severed head.

Yu Tunzhou suddenly realized that this person was the newly promoted Dharma Aspect of the Blood River Dao!

This person had just emerged from seclusion when he sought out Yan Huifeng of the Nanhua Sect for a fierce battle, and he himself was also near the Nanhua Sect at the time.

His gaze swept over Xie Heyu, whose face was as pale as paper, and he found it amusing. No wonder these guys were scared out of their wits. The two in front of him even ran away without looking back, leaving only this innocent child.

Did they think they had just severed the head of a Dharma Aspect?

Don't tell!

Those unaware of the details might genuinely misunderstand.

"Um?"

Just then, Yu Tunzhou noticed that Xue Wuya head, which he had removed, had not lost its vitality and completely decayed as before. Instead, countless dark red blood vessels and fleshy buds spread from the cut surface, wriggling as if alive, and rapidly crawling along the ground towards Xie Heyu.

This is...

Yu Tunzhou had a thought, but chose not to make a move and instead waited to see what would happen.

First, this person had harbored deep hostility towards him from the very beginning.

Furthermore, on the day he first entered the grotto, he overheard what this person said on the mountaintop: something like, "A moment of lucky glory can't change the shabby spirit in one's bones"; and something like, "The path to enlightenment is long, we'll see how it goes..."

Tsk.

It wasn't that he was deliberately eavesdropping; rather, on the day he first entered the cave, his Martial Fortune suddenly surged, and the entire world seemed to hold no secrets for him.

"What is this?!"

Xie Heyu looked terrified, but in an instant, blood trickled around his ankle and seeped into the seam of his trouser leg.

He was terrified and frantically shook his hands and kicked his legs, but the blood seemed to have taken root, drilling into his pores as soon as it touched his skin, and in a short while, it had invaded his body.

He could clearly feel his Essence Blood and even his primordial bloodline rapidly draining away along those blood vessels. His body grew colder and colder, and he completely lost his senses.

"Get out! Get out-"

"Yu Tunzhou! Save me! Save me! I'm Xie Linchuan's seventh uncle! You have a relationship with him... You can't just stand by and watch him die!"

His voice trembled, and one could clearly feel something had taken root in his heart.

Yu Tunzhou stood to one side, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

It turns out they are from the Xie Household.

Since they are members of the Xie Household, and knowing his identity, why do they still harbor such great hostility towards him? They are clearly not on the same wavelength.

Xie Heyu's lips twitched slightly, and his pupils reflected Yu Tunzhou's expressionless face. He finally realized that Yu Tunzhou had no intention of making a move.

At the last moment, he managed to say with difficulty, "You... you will... come... to be with me right away..."

Yu Tunzhou didn't bother with such nonsense; his attention was more focused on Xue Wuya.

Xue Wuya's head was almost parasitized on Xie Heyu's body, and Xie Heyu's face withered at a visible speed, his cheekbones protruding and his eye sockets sunken, as if his Essence Blood and vitality had been drained.

Yu Tunzhou was concerned about was why Xue Wuya's flesh and blood reacted so violently only when they encountered Xie Heyu, but showed no reaction at all to him.

Whether it succeeds or not is another matter; whether it happens or not is very important.

Yu Tunzhou suddenly remembered a widely circulated rumor--

The Xie Household possesses Gods and Devils bloodlines, and occasionally some of the direct descendants of the clan awaken to this power; the most distinctive feature of these individuals is their Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart.

Is that the reason?

Is Xue Wuya extracting the Gods and Devils bloodline from this person?

Suddenly, a dull and eerie heartbeat emanated from Xie Heyu's body.

Thump.

The sound wasn't loud, but the moment it rang out, it made Yu Tunzhou's heart pound, making him feel momentarily suffocated, as if someone were holding his heart in someone's hand.

Puff!

Without the slightest hesitation, Yu Tunzhou stomped down, crushing Xue Wuya Wuya's head once more, and then crushed Xie Heyu's chest cavity with another stomp. Whatever was being nurtured inside was utterly crushed by this one stomp!

He was just curious about what this guy was up to.

But that doesn't mean we'll just wait for the other party to finish!

"This guy really can't die?"

The head he had crushed was now beginning to heal itself.

Yu Tunzhou, refusing to believe in superstition.

Is the Blood River True Scripture truly capable of defying the heavens to this extent?

If that's the case, then Blood River Dao, if not dominating the Central Plains, should at least be at the top of the Six Paths of Evil and Demons, right?

However, according to what he had heard, although the Blood River True Scripture at the External Scenery level was troublesome, it was far from being unsolvable.

As expected, it was all because of this world. What tricks did that Mietian Demonic Monk play?

Yu Tunzhou calmed himself down and sensed again, finally noticing that on Xue Wuya's body, there was a faint thread connecting to an unknown place.

"This is... the Incense and Fire Prayer Power?"

It turns out that this person's greatest reliance, the key to his continuous resurrection, is not only the Blood River True Scripture, but also the Incense and Fire Prayer Power of the Turbid Kingdom!

Once the root cause is found, it's not difficult to deal with!

He did not rush to sever the incense thread, but instead used his Primordial Spirit into it, carefully tracing back in reverse.

His Primordial Spirit rapidly extended along the incense veins, like a boat sailing with the current, passing by cities and Buddha statues along the way, "seeing" countless fragments of Incense and Fire Prayer Power flowing like rivers into the sea, gathering along countless tiny veins, being purified layer by layer, and then flowing to a deeper core, together weaving a great net.

Then.

He saw that at the end of the incense line was a Buddha image made of gold and black intertwined.

The Buddha sat serenely in a half-withered Buddhist kingdom, half of his face gilded with compassion, the other half black with ferocity, his body swirling with the Incense and Fire Prayer Power, slowly devouring the remaining pure Buddhist light around him.

With each portion devoured, the Buddha Kingdom withered a little, and the black-gold luster on His body intensified.

This is hardly a sacred image of Buddhist School; it is clearly a demonic Buddha who feeds on the Buddha's realm!

The face of this Buddha statue is exactly the same as that of the Mietian painted by Jingchen.

The moment Yu Tunzhou's primordial Primordial Spirit arrived, the demonic Dharma Aspect that had been sitting with its eyes closed suddenly opened its eyes slowly.

As if sensing something, it slightly turned its head, its gaze piercing through layers of incense smoke, landing precisely on the insignificant Primordial Spirit of Yu Tunzhou.

Just one glance.

An invisible force drove the Yu Tunzhou out of this place.

"So strong."

Yu Tunzhou looked up towards the capital, his expression becoming more serious.

This guy's strength is no longer limited to the limits of heaven and earth, but rather he stands on the very foundation of this world, receiving a blessing far greater than anyone else's.

To defeat this fiend, we must cut off as many of his sources of worship as possible and obtain the blessing of heaven and earth.

He looked away and looked down.

That thread of kinship has been severed.

Without the support of Incense and Fire Prayer Power, Xue Wuya's physical body gradually began to decay, losing all trace of its previous eerie vitality.

He kicked the wreckage away and didn't look at it again.

That one glance just now was his first confrontation with Mietian.

"We need to speed things up now," Yu Tunzhou to himself.

My next goal is to destroy as many temples as possible in the shortest amount of time.

This will also be the matter he will "compete" with the Demonic Monk of Mietian.

Yu Tunzhou gazed at the rising sun on the distant horizon, suddenly wondering how this person's Inner Heaven and Earth was constructed. Was this sun a star as understood in his previous life, or some kind of creation?

Once the matter of the Turbid Kingdom is resolved, he might be able to explore this "Inner View world" and learn from it.

Having dismissed the thought, Yu Tunzhou immediately set off to search for the location of the next temple.

As for finding Dingguang's whereabouts...

That unlucky kid just runs around aimlessly; let's search him while we're at it.

Given Mietian's plans in the Turbid Kingdom, his wanton destruction of temples would inevitably draw all of the Turbid Kingdom's attention to him, making Dingguang feel somewhat safer.

The following morning.

Yang Chong stood before the map of the Turbid Kingdom's territory hanging deep within the palace, his face so gloomy it seemed like water could be wrung out.

In just one night, three more lights went out.

Four official temples were completely destroyed overnight!

Those were the foundations that the Imperial Advisor had painstakingly built up over decades!

Yang Chong felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out. Without these temples drawing incense offerings and monitoring the surrounding area, let alone the Nirvana Grand Ceremony, he feared that even those ignorant people would be difficult to fool.

"Who exactly is this person...?"

He muttered to himself, his brows furrowed.

Xue Wuya disappeared after setting off last night. He thought he would return with a head before dawn, but instead of returning, he lost three temples. It all seemed rather sinister.

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly heard a soft "poof" sound.

Then, another lamp on the map flickered and went out!

He stared blankly at the light that had just been turned off, his gloomy expression turning into disbelief.

This is the fifth one.

This person's speed is getting faster and faster!

How many people did the other side send?

Has something happened to Xue Wuya?

Yang Chong suddenly turned around and strode out of the palace hall.

He didn't want to wait any longer; he wanted to go to the Imperial Preceptor's residence himself and ask those guards stationed there!

As soon as he stepped out of the palace gate, he saw two gray figures soar into the sky from the direction of the Imperial Preceptor's residence and disappear from sight in an instant.

This scene did not Yang Chong; instead, it chilled him to the bone, because it confirmed that Xue Wuya had most likely met with an accident.

Now they've sent out two protectors at once...

But will it really solve the problem?

The joy I felt last night at the Imperial Preceptor's residence has vanished, leaving only a chill and unease in my heart.

Little Formless Temple.

Most of the powerful figures from various sects who entered the Buddhist Kingdom gathered here, scattered in twos and threes throughout the temple, each regulating their breathing and practicing their internal energy, following the methods given by Jingchen and others to dispel the suppression of the rules of this world.

Bao Ruyin and others have also arrived.

None of the powerful cultivators from the External Scenery refused the invitation from Jingchen and the others; on the contrary, they gladly accepted it. The credit for this naturally goes to the faces of Jingchen and the others.

After seeing Jingchen and Fuhu's faces clearly, Bao Ruyin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

On the opposite side is Kou Ziling, and on their side are Master Wuse and Old Gang Leader Su!

At this moment, everyone, including Fuhu and Wuchen, was racing against time to help the masters adapt to the rules of this world more quickly.

The closer they get to the Nirvana Grand Ceremony, the higher their risks become; they don't have much time left.

In the meditation room.

Jingchen received intelligence from within the Turbid Kingdom. His previously peaceful expression suddenly turned serious, and he hurried towards the backyard.

At this moment, Fuhu was coordinating the surprise attack plan with Fu Tingxue two days later.

To catch Mietian off guard, it is necessary to destroy most of the temples at the same time, cutting off their source of worship.

The two stopped talking when they saw Jingchen hurrying over.

"Abbot, has something happened in the Turbid Kingdom?" Fu Tingxue spoke first.

Jingchen nodded, and after Wuchen and Bai Yu arrived, he announced in a deep voice, "Information from the Turbid Kingdom's palace indicates that the Demonic Monk, with the help of incense offerings, has created five supreme experts, each of whom is on par with us in strength!"

Upon hearing this, the Inner Qi suddenly froze.

Fuhu's eyes widened. "Five Venerables?!"

They had been at odds with the Turbid Kingdom for many years, and had always been wary of Mietian alone, relying on their numerical advantage to maintain a balance of power.

Even with the combined strength of the Mietian One, they would need to join forces to contend with him. Adding five more experts of the same level, even with the assistance of a master from the upper realm, would leave them with almost no chance of victory in this battle.

As everyone's hearts were heavy, Fu Tingxue's expression suddenly changed, and she exclaimed in a low voice, "Not good!"

"Young Hero Yu has infiltrated the Turbid Kingdom and is unaware of this news. No matter how strong he is or how skillful he is, he cannot possibly contend against five supreme experts plus Mietian at the same time. If he ventures alone into the heart of the kingdom, he will be walking into a trap!"

A single sentence awakened everyone, and the Inner Qi instantly shifted from tense to deathly silent.

They already knew that Yu Tunzhou was quite powerful, but even he couldn't withstand the combined attack of five supreme experts, especially since they were on the other side's territory with Mietian in charge.

Wuchen sighed, but said nothing at this moment, only saying, "This humble monk will go."

Fu Tingxue decisively said, "I'll go. The Dharma Master can stay behind and use Buddhism to guide the other masters, reducing the oppression of heaven and earth. My cultivation method excels at rapid advances, making me faster, so even if we encounter danger, I can escape in time."

Jingchen pondered for a moment, then nodded. "Commander Fu is a prudent leader; it's best if you go. Remember, do not linger in battle. Once you find Friend Yu, return immediately. Safety is of utmost importance."

"Rest assured, Abbot."

Fu Tingxue nodded in agreement, said no more, and turned to leave the hall.

With a flash of sword light, he stepped onto the sword and rose into the air, transforming into a streak of snow-white rainbow light that broke through the clouds and rushed straight towards the territory of the Turbid Kingdom.

A long wind whipped at his robes, Fu Tingxue gazed in the direction of the Turbid Kingdom, letting out a soft sigh.

I just hope that this Young Hero Yu, who has such a temper, hasn't been discovered by the people of the Turbid Kingdom yet, and hasn't fallen into an ambush...

The barren hills stretching for hundreds of miles have long been unrecognizable.

Several mountain peaks were flattened, and the land, crisscrossed with ravines, was riddled with cracks. Smoke and deathly aura mingled and rose into the sky, blotting out the sun and turning this land into a gray, desolate wasteland.

Two figures in gray robes stood on the left and right, their breathing already disordered, their monk robes tattered, barely managing to collide with the figure in green robes in front of them.

Each clash unleashed a tremendous shockwave, turning vegetation to ash and sending rocks and soil flying wherever it swept through.

On the left, the Yellow Springs Daoist's palms flew, the palm wind carrying thick, ink-like Yellow Springs death energy. Wherever it passed, life was extinguished. Each palm strike was accompanied by the wailing of the dead. A phantom of a Netherworld rose and fell behind him, its sinister power directly invading his Primordial Spirit.

On the right, Tantai Yinglong wielded Thunder Method. With Hand Seals, heavenly thunder responded, transforming the surrounding area of dozens of miles into a sea of thunder in a short time. Thunder Method is extremely powerful and yang, and should suppress yin and evil. However, his thunder light was mixed with a faint golden glow of incense, revealing a hint of yin and evil in its fierceness.

All of this vanished before the overwhelming force of the green-robed figure's fist.

What should have been a perfect opportunity for the two to join forces and kill the enemy has somehow reversed, turning into a situation where the two are Yu Tunzhou to retreat while fighting.

The latter, fighting two opponents alone, gained the upper hand.

"Is this all the manpower and ability you have?"

Yu Tunzhou forced the two back with another punch, pressing forward relentlessly. His footsteps shook the entire Void, leaving behind a Void of footprints.

That's it--

A slight smile played on his lips, revealing a set of white teeth.

"You dare to try and kill me?"

Suddenly, Yellow Springs Daoist bit the tip of his tongue, spitting Essence Blood into the Void.

A hazy, Netherworld aura surged forth from within his body, instantly spreading over an area of several miles, transforming into a dim and desolate little world.

In this small world that was almost Dharma Domain, death energy solidified into a tangible form, and countless withered bones and dead souls crawled out from the ground, densely wrapping around Yu Tunzhou.

A fierce glint flashed in Tantai Yinglong as well. He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of his life Essence Blood into the Void.

The clouds suddenly churned, pressing down heavily overhead. Dozens of purple lightning bolts, as thick as water vats, struck down with earth-shattering force, devastating everything in their path!

Yu Tunzhou stands still, seemingly detached from worldly affairs, and simply throws out a punch.

The fist suddenly blazed like a blazing sun, causing the entire world to boil. Endless laws of heaven and earth poured in from all directions, settling on the fist and paving the way forward!

The entire Netherworld was violently smashed through, the world lost its color, Void crumbled inch by inch—domineering, silent, and terrifying!

puff--

A terrifying fist-shaped indentation appeared on Yellow Springs Daoist's chest, and the force of the punch exploded from his back, bringing with it a shocking cloud of blood mist.

He crashed into the distant mountainside, blasting a bottomless hole in the cliff face; his fate remains unknown.

Tantai Yinglong frantically Hand Seals, and heavenly thunder poured down like a torrential rain, attempting to use the sea of thunder to stop Yu Tunzhou for a moment.

Yu Tunzhou remained unmoved. At this moment, his fists were divine and his will was penetrating. With just one punch, the sky full of lightning shattered as if it were made of paper.

Completely devastating.

He is not as skilled as these two in terms of magical transformations and Divine Ability, but so far he has destroyed thirteen temples!

Each temple brought him greater recognition and blessings from this land, gradually increasing his combat power.

With the blessing of heaven and earth, his fists flowed like water, as if he had already comprehended the principles of heaven and earth, and his heart and the heaven and earth were in harmony, revealing the purest and most tyrannical and unreasonable essence.

But this...

Still not enough!

Yu Tunzhou walked to the mountain wall in one step, grabbed Yellow Springs Daoist by the hair and pulled him out. His eyes swept around and found the same incense thread.

Let me take another look at the gap between us...