The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 361 - 49 Way of Seizing Soldiers

Chapter 361: Chapter 49 Way of Seizing Soldiers

Just as Jieyin was sent flying back, he saw Zhunti flying up from underground and quickly flew forward to inspect.

However, he discovered that Zhunti’s aura was weak like a thread, his colossal Saint Golden Body was already dispersed, and his immense Buddha Power had vanished entirely. Even though he had escaped this calamity, it would be difficult for him to return to his previous peak state.

"Ah!"

A sudden roar erupted from underground, startling Jieyin. He tensely stared at a large hole not far away.

"Today, I shall shatter the myth that Saints are immortal and indestructible. Zhunti, die!" Li Qingming, with fluttering sleeves, had his Yuqing True Essence wildly surging around him. His snow-white Wolf Fang Club shone brilliantly like the stars.

He soared up from the core of the earth, flying straight towards the unconscious Zhunti.

"Fellow Daoist, please don’t be rash! The death of a Saint would bring sorrow to Heaven and Earth, and eventually, postnatal calamities would descend, bringing trials to the beings of Hua Xia! Please, Fellow Daoist, show mercy!" Jieyin, seeing Li Qingming resembling a demonic god, hastily pleaded in alarm.

"Heaven and Earth in sorrow? Hahaha, what a joke!" Li Qingming, with his hair flying wild, laughed loudly: "Do you think Heaven and Earth would mourn for such a shameless Saint? Get out of my way!"

Li Qingming swung his club, sending the powerful and heavy Wolf Fang Club sweeping Jieyin away once again! His eyes, fierce like a demonic god’s, turned towards the severely wounded Zhunti. Staring coldly at Zhunti for a long moment, the crystalline, milky-white Wolf Fang Club traced a beautiful arc in the void, manifesting endless white runes.

He used the Yuqing Immortal Skill to transform into nine majestic White Phoenixes. The bodies of these phoenixes were clothed in pale blue feathers, their eyes filled with boundless killing intent. They dragged a stone coffin, breaking through the sky, and arrived beside Li Qingming.

Seeing the malevolently imposing Li Qingming, all the watching Great Ability wielders shuddered uniformly. They resolved in their hearts: In the future, at all costs, never offend this dreadful man, Li Qingming!

"Boom!"

Li Qingming pointed his Wolf Fang Club at Zhunti. Brilliant Yuqing True Essence and the snow-white power of the Qiankun Ruler morphed into a green and white intertwined chain, flying straight towards Zhunti, locking him up tightly.

The nine White Phoenixes soared and directly tore the void, seizing the chain in their claws, and dragged Zhunti into the void.

"Send you on your way!" Li Qingming’s tone was sinister, his voice resonant like a tolling bell. The stone coffin lid dragged by the White Phoenixes thunderously opened, ready to encase Zhunti inside.

This was all a transformation brought forth by Li Qingming using the Yuqing Immortal Skill. If actually suppressed inside, Zhunti would truly become the first tragedy among Heaven and Earth—a distinguished Saint, directly suppressed to death!

"You impudent junior, how dare you bully me like this?" But at that moment, a vast grey hand emerged heavenward, grabbing the chain that bound Zhunti and ferociously pulled it down.

"Xuanhu, you sly fox! Have you finally couldn’t help but intervene? You must really cherish this Saint chess piece!" Li Qingming sneered coldly, saying: "But you should never, ever protect someone I want to kill! Don’t say you’re not the Heavenly Dao; even if you were, I would still puncture a huge hole in you!"

"Boom!"

As Li Qingming finished speaking, the sky instantaneously changed color. Infinite Evil Qi gathered from all directions, and unparalleled heavenly might descended.

Xuanhu, clad in a white Daoist robe, holding the unconscious Zhunti in his left hand, stepped out from the void, walking on waves. His face bore a hint of annoyance, yet his eyes were as tranquil as the sea, the corners of his mouth carrying a slightly mocking smile.

"You junior, let’s see how you withstand the heavenly might!" Xuanhu, his sword eyebrows slanting, waved his hand and endless electric snakes surged. He forcefully entered the Heavenly Dao with his Great Power, summoning endless Heavenly Punishments, aiming to crush Li Qingming right there.

The vast and clear Qiankun that was originally as blue as wash, now suddenly filled with thunderous brilliance, lightning like the sea. Completely submerging the space around the Jiang Clan for hundreds of miles! This terrifying scene caused the five Saints in the Three Pure Ones Hall to change color in alarm.

"Eldest brother, this Xuanhu indeed deserves to be a strong figure from the same era as the Master; he possesses such mighty power!" Tongtian sincerely watched the Water Mirror in front of him, his tone heavy.

Laozi, frowning deeply, said: "Master wanted Qingmingzi to test Xuanhu, this consideration might be somewhat lacking!"

Primordial’s eyes filled with endless worry and anxiety; he looked up at the increasingly powerful thunder in the Water Mirror and suddenly gritted his teeth: "I’m going to Zixiao Palace right now, to ask Master to personally save Qingmingzi!"

Among them, Netherworld River, who knew Li Qingming best, spoke at this moment: "My Fellow Daoists, please calm down! If the Master arranged it this way, he surely has his reasoning! And even if Xuanhu really makes a fatal move, considering Qingmingzi is the Master’s disciple, could he really stand by and watch him die?"

"Yes, Brother Primordial!" Zhen Yuanzi stroked his long beard and said: "The Master always says everyone has their own karmic destiny; perhaps this is the breakthrough opportunity for Fellow Daoist Qingmingzi!"

Chaos Outer Heaven, Zixiao Palace.

"Old fellow, are you really just going to watch and let that sly fox Xuanhu bully your disciple?" Yang Mei glared at Hong Jun with all his hair and beard flared up, looking as if he wanted to devour Hong Jun.

Hong Jun chuckled lightly and said: "Don’t forget! This is no longer the Chaotic Era where Chaotic Demon Gods roamed wild! Although I do not know how Xuanhu managed to survive the catastrophe that opened the heavens. But I believe, his strength and Qingmingzi’s are almost evenly matched, maybe even slightly inferior! Besides, Qingmingzi is one of the Escaped; he isn’t someone easy to deal with. This battle, will be one to watch!"

Yang Mei’s facial expression froze upon hearing this, and he muttered under his breath: "Bad luck, bad luck..."

...

Just in the twinkling of an eye, the sky turned terrifyingly dark, as if it were collapsing, with electric snakes wildly dancing, resembling countless Jiao Dragons charged with thunder and lightning.

"Fall!" Xuanhu watched Li Qingming from within the dark clouds, slightly raising his hand, his white robe fluttering. Endless thunderbolts crashed down following the gesture of Xuanhu’s hand.

"Rumble!"

Lightning Jiao Dragons galloped and soared, directly shattering the surrounding void, carrying boundless surging Chaos Qi, and fiercely struck at Li Qingming.

From afar, within a radius of a hundred miles, it was gloomy and dreadful, a silver light flashed like a waterfall cascading down densely, everywhere was this terrifying thunder.

"Child’s play!" Li Qingming let out a cold laugh, pointing a single hand above his head. An ancient-looking Qiankun Tripod suddenly emerged from the gap in the void, floating above Li Qingming’s head. Streams of faint cyan light flowed down the body of the tripod, firmly protecting Li Qingming underneath.

"Boom!"

As the Jiao Dragon approached, the Qiankun Tripod suddenly burst out with a ten-thousand-foot cyan radiance, an endless suction emanating from the mouth of the tripod.

The Jiao Dragon howled crazily, twisting its vigorous and powerful dragon body, desperately trying to escape the unparalleled suction released by the Qiankun Tripod, yet still being slowly drawn towards the mouth of the tripod.

Xuanhu stood aloft in the high sky with a chilling smile, saying, "Junior, you are merely relying on the power of a Spiritual Treasure! Let this sovereign show you how you boast without the protection of a Spiritual Treasure!"

Upon finishing his words, his entire being radiated a moon-white divine light, with a Divine Moon hanging high behind him, luminous and bright like the moonlight scattered in water. A giant White Fox, dragging its ten bushy tails, stood on a cliff howling at the moon.

With a single hand commanding the space, Xuanhu drew talismans in the void. Strokes of milk-white talismans followed the movements of Xuanhu’s hand, etching into existence.

Though they seemed slightly unskilled and the runes were quite simplistic, these clumsily carved marks were actually filled with the essence of the Dao! Each rune was like a Wilderness Divine Dragon, wondrous and ineffable.

As the Divine Light soared into the heavens like water, it flowed downwards! These Tao Runes completely came alive. An ancient essence spread forth, seemingly full of vicissitudes, along with a mysterious melody transmitted.

"Seize the Soldier!" Xuanhu’s thin lips lightly pursed as a cold, harsh voice like the frigid winter expelled from his mouth.

"Buzz!"

The Qiankun Tripod began to violently tremble, a peerless sharpness coming from above, as if the Qiankun Tripod would escape Li Qingming’s control and break through the sky at any moment!

Li Qingming was greatly alarmed and forcefully stabilized the Qiankun Tripod. At the same time, his Primordial Spirit entered the Sea of Consciousness, trying to investigate the cause.

However, as he entered the Primordial Spirit Sea, a vast power surged towards Li Qingming’s Primordial Spirit. The radiant golden light was like a crescent moon, bright yet mysterious.

Li Qingming stared dumbly at this crescent moon, seemingly hearing a mystical Dao sound as if coming from the origin of Hongmeng.

"The art of soldiers is a deceitful instrument! Without the authority of the Dao to seize, unsparingly use the blade, then behead..."

These hundreds of melodies of the Dao, as if entering a domain with no resistance, traversed through Li Qingming’s mind, causing his head to throb and his spirit to falter.

Li Qingming was immensely shaken; he never imagined that such secret techniques to forcibly seize another’s Spiritual Treasure still existed between heaven and earth! Even the Treasure Coins did not possess such formidable power.

Li Qingming was captivated by the vast Dao melodies, his spirit unable to move a fraction, completely immersed. Although there were only a few hundred words, it seemed to have consumed countless years for him.

He opened his heart, his Divine Sense in complete tranquility, slowly comprehending these Dao melodies, utterly enchanted.

After an unknown duration, when Li Qingming gathered back his spirit, the external world was still that of dense dark clouds and overwhelming thunder.

Li Qingming looked up at Xuanhu standing high in the clouds, and coldly smiled, saying, "Xuanhu, did you think this method alone could forcibly seize my Spiritual Treasure?"

Xuanhu glanced coldly at Li Qingming and said, "Junior, I admit you are a bit stronger than those two useless disciples of mine, but just a bit! In this world, there is still much power you do not understand!"

"Oh?" Li Qingming suddenly grinned, saying, "Like this?"

Suddenly, a force identical to Xuanhu’s power of Seizing Soldiers appeared, and at the same time manifesting in mid-air were countless illusions: there were numerous cauldrons, giant bells, long spears...

Countless items! Each representing a mysterious Power of Laws, each with their own different world evolution, intricately complex! (To be continued. If you like this work, welcome to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)