Yellow Court Daoist
Chapter 510 - 482 The True Strength of an Earth Immortal!

"Immortal Artifact!"

"Another Immortal Artifact!"

While Zhang Shu clashed with Golden Light Ancestor Master, the surrounding True Immortals were once again astonished.

When did such rare Immortal Artifacts become so abundant?!

Upon closer inspection.

The Wind and Fire Bracelet in Ao Jun's hands, the Red Desire Bag seized from Tongling Great Saint, and the Nine Heavens White Jade Ruler that Zhang Shu had just brought forth—today, one could witness three sects' Immortal Artifacts.

Truly a sight to behold.

And with both Ao Jun and Zhang Shu wielding Immortal Artifacts, each entangled with an Earth Immortal, they stoked the True Immortals' desire for Immortal Artifacts to its utmost.

Everyone's eyes twinkled.

Their gazes unanimously drawn down toward the earth below.

There, Pure Yang Qi Mechanism ran rampant, clearly indicating the brewing of a magnificent Immortal Artifact. If one observed the Qi mechanics, it seemed even more formidable than the Wind and Fire Bracelet, Red Desire Bag, and Nine Heavens White Jade Ruler.

However—

"Even with the Earth Immortal Great Powers like Tongling Great Saint and Golden Light Ancestor Master personally entering the fray to vie for them, we—"

The True Immortals were eager to seize the opportunity amidst the chaos, but considering the Earth Immortals and Immortal Artifacts locked in a fierce battle at the forefront, and that Guangyuan God, wielding the 'Five-Colored Divine Light,' was lurking underground.

For a moment.

They hesitated.

However, the world is never in short supply of those swayed by greed, daring to take risks.

"Nine layers Heavens Tribulations are difficult to cross; rather than perish under the Wind and Fire Tribulation, better to take a chance."

Deep within the mountains, a grey-robed old man watched the two entangled battlefronts with a fleeting savage look on his face. Instantly becoming a gust of wind, he swept toward the battlefield in front of him.

Silent and traceless, unnoticed by most True Immortals.

Golden Light Ancestor Master and the three Dragon Ancestors caught a glimpse from above and scoffed lightly, paying it no heed.

In such a situation.

That gust of wind quickly approached the spot where Lu Qingfeng had just burrowed into the ground.

Overjoyed, the old man headed towards the earth, just about to disappear into its depths.

But then—

Clang!

As if hearing the sound of a sharp sword being drawn, resonating between metal and stone, filling the heavens and earth. In the next instant, golden light illuminated the cosmos, while sword light flickered across the Heavenly Dome.

"Not good!"

The old man's face turned pale with terror.

Daring not to continue underground, his figure coiled up with the wind, attempting to disappear into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind Layer above.

But the golden light was exceedingly swift.

As the sound of the sword emerged, and the golden light shone, a Golden Light Treasure Sword sliced through the Void, passing directly through the wind.

Boom!

The gust of wind instantly burst apart, ejecting a cloud of blood mist.

Then.

An old man reappeared, reconstituted by converging breezes.

"Pugh!"

The old man's body reformed, but he immediately felt an unbounded sharpness wreaking havoc inside, poking his body full of holes. He vomited a mouthful of blood—sprinkled with specks of silver light, clearly reaching the level of 'silver blood,' a top-notch Tribulation Crossing Realm expert who had survived at least six Wind and Fire Tribulations.

Ice skin, Jade Bone, Silver Blood, Golden Eyes, Immortal Body.

The first three stages were complete, his physical body extraordinarily strong beyond the imagination of ordinary True Immortals. But even so, unable to withstand the sharpness of the Golden Light Treasure Sword.

"Immortal Sword!"

The old man was horrified and dared not linger a moment longer.

Gnashing his teeth, he severed his left arm. Muttering a spell, cloaked in a flash of blood light, he instantly vanished into thin air.

This all sounds like a lengthy tale.

But from the emergence of the Golden Light Sword to the old man revealing himself and fleeing, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

After the old man fled,

a voice finally emerged—

"Qingfeng Demon Path."

"So it's that old bird!"

Some recognized that the old man was none other than the tiger-striped jian who claimed to be 'Feng Daoist,' the Qingfeng Demon Path. With his Wind Escape Technique, he was somewhat powerful in Chunshen Nine Provinces. Without any sect or affiliation, yet he lived a most comfortable life.

Unfortunately.

This risk he took ended with his Dharma Body shattered by the Golden Light Treasure Sword. Resorting to Blood Escape for his life, his injuries were even worse, and it was uncertain if he could recover before the next Wind and Fire Tribulation approached.

Perhaps, his life would succumb to the tribulations.

Although the Qingfeng Demon Path's actions were stealthy and unpopular, considering the dangers of Heavenly Tribulation, many True Immortals on the scene felt a sense of loss akin to when one laments the death of others.

As the Qingfeng Demon Path fled.

Everyone then turned their attention to the Golden Light Treasure Sword in the sky.

"Another Immortal Artifact!"

The crowd of True Immortals was becoming somewhat numb.

They watched as the Golden Light Treasure Sword circled and fell, and a youth marked with a Thunder sign on his forehead emerged from the mountains. Reaching out, he seized the Golden Light Treasure Sword that was flying back.

Obviously.

It was this Thunder youth who had just wielded the sword, critically injuring the Qingfeng Demon Path to near death.

"West Sea Golden Light Sword."

Tongling Great Saint and Golden Light Ancestor Master, entangled with Ao Jun and Zhang Shu, saw the glowing Golden Light Sword and simultaneously turned their eyes to the three Dragon Ancestors.

"Golden Light Sword."

The West Sea Ancestor above looked down, his expression dark and cold, his eyes emitting a chilling gleam.

At last, he understood the feelings of Shang River Ancestor and East Sea Ancestor from before.

The five Earth Immortals focused on the Golden Light Sword.

The True Immortals shifted their gaze from the sword to the Thunder youth.

Fire Cloud Mother, leaning on her cane, spoke slowly, "Guangyuan God truly keeps his cards close to his chest. We originally thought that having both War God Tian Shu and Marshal Fire Crow as protectors was a great feat. But who would have expected that the newly promoted 'Xuan Ting True Immortal' from Nanshang State, renowned as having the highest mastery of Thunder Skill within the Small Pot Sect, would willingly be driven to make enemies with Earth Immortals!"

Nanshang State.

Small Pot Sect.

Xuan Ting True Immortal!

Although this person has ascended to True Immortality less than a hundred years ago, he is a bona fide Thunder True Immortal with the Daoist name 'Xuan Ting'. He has long been famous and is known as one of the top geniuses of the Small Pot Sect in Nanshang State.

But Nanshang State is subordinate to the East Sea.

Guangyuan, on the other hand, is a great deity of the Shang River.

The relationship between these two is as unrelated as horses and cattle; no one knew how they ended up together. Some well-informed people suddenly recalled that the Guangyuan Divine Monarch also achieved True Immortality through the way of thunder not long ago.

Both ascended to immortality around the same time, both cultivating the Thunder Skill. Perhaps there were secrets between them that outsiders were not privy to.

Regardless,

This 'Xuan Ting True Immortal', holding the Golden Light Sword at the peak, struck the Qingfeng Demon Path, causing the surrounding True Immortals, though concerned about the underground Immortal Artifacts, to no longer dare to make rash moves.

Each one of them looked towards Xuan Ting True Immortal with trepidation in their hearts.

The scene went quiet for a while.

...

Outside the Star Sky.

Two men came arm in arm, followed by a spirited sword-carrying woman with a sharp sword on her back.

The three walked through the firmament unseen by anyone.

The sword-carrying woman's eyes flickered as she surveyed the combat field, sweeping over the area with a hint of amazement and confusion, "This is odd. Isn't my junior brother quite familiar with Shang River Guangyuan? Why hasn't he come to lend a hand this time?"

She dared not speak extensively of her doubts.

In front of her, one of the two men, a white-haired old man, was as restrained as a sheathed sharp sword, while the other was a domineering general with an overpowering presence.

As they walked,

The white-haired elder spoke indifferently, "The Dragon Transformation Pond is a source of disaster; it should not have been revealed in Ancient Shang."

"The mere Merit True Immortal; I shall suppress him myself!"

The robust general laughed heartily, reaching out to grasp in the void, and the clouds gathered to form a long spear. Roaring as he paved the way, he swiftly headed towards the Blood Sea deep within the earth.

In the sky,

Three Dragon Ancestors sensed the movement and looked over in unison, their eyes suddenly focusing, "Combat Great Saint!"

"This is—"

Below, Ao Jun and Zhang Shu also saw the cloud-transformed long spear, like an Ancient Divine Spear tearing through the void, heading straight for the Blood Sea.

Clang!

At this moment, the sword was unsheathed with a metallic clang, and amidst the flash of golden light, it struck the Heavenly Spear above. The collision sent a tempest sweeping across thirty thousand miles.

Boom!

Flattening thirty thousand miles of mountain tops, the surrounding area was leveled into a plain.

Xuan Ting True Immortal emerged from the dust, holding his sword and looking up into the sky, "Combat Heavenly Gate, Combat Great Saint."

His eyes flickered with the light of thunder, seeing in the sky above, the white-haired old man and the imposing general approaching. His gaze fell upon the general, and his thoughts whirled, deducing his identity.

"A newly ascended True Immortal, you also dare to obstruct me?"

The general, Combat Great Saint, glared, and anger surged within him. With a single step, he rose like an ancient demon god, raising his foot as if overturning the earth, as if gathering countless mountains, he stomped fiercely towards Xuan Ting True Immortal.

His foot covered the sky, casting darkness over the land.

"Retreat!"

True Immortals from all sides panicked, retreating hastily.

Among them was Xuan Ting True Immortal, wielding his sword, with Sword Intent fermenting, thunder surging, and he swung his sword towards the sky—

Boom!

The ground sank thirty thousand feet, dust billowed, and Earth, Water, Wind, Fire surged violently.

"Hiss!"

A collective gasp resonated from the surroundings. With such might, if they were in the center of it, they feared they wouldn't die but would be severely injured like the Qingfeng Demon Path.

Truly terrifying.

"Brother Xuan Ting!"

"Xuan Ting True Immortal!"

Ao Jun and Zhang Shu saw Xuan Ting True Immortal being stomped out of sight by that foot from heaven, and their expressions immediately turned ugly. Looking at the still-unretracted foot, and following it upward, they saw the ferocious and terrifying general, exuding an imposing aura of battle, inducing fear before a fight, and losing three parts of their capabilities.

"Is this the true might of an Earth Immortal?"

Beneath the Combat Great Saint's foot, a golden light rushed to the sky, revealing a figure, Xuan Ting True Immortal. Xuan Ting True Immortal gazed at the Combat Great Saint above, then turned to look at Tongling Great Saint and Golden Light Ancestor Master, who were entangled with Ao Jun and Zhang Shu, muttering softly, his face flushed with a surge of embarrassment.

His stroke incapacitated Xuan Ting True Immortal, who held an Immortal Artifact, with a single blow.

The strength displayed by the Combat Great Saint far exceeded that of Tongling Great Saint and Golden Light Ancestor Master.

Both being Earth Immortals, there was only one possibility—

"These two have been holding back!"

Xuan Ting True Immortal's mind was clear, but his expression became grave.

His injuries were exacerbated for a moment.

"Pfft!"

Unable to hold back, he spat out a bowlful of reverse blood, clearly suffering significant injuries from a single strike, even with the Golden Light Sword.

"That's a hot-tempered demon monkey."

Far off, the Golden Light Ancestor Master glanced at the foot that covered the sky and shattered the earth, shook his head without bothering to pay attention, and continued to duel with Zhang Shu, experiencing the Mysterious Thunder.

Tongling Great Saint's eyes gleamed mischievously, and a smile spread across his face, "As expected of the demon monkey wielding the Combat Great Method. With such action, how much longer can the three old dragons hold back?"

His thoughts whirled, yet he continued to tangle with Ao Jun and the Wind and Fire Bracelet.

He was leisurely in his actions, with an air of tranquil complacency.

"Combat Great Saint!"

Xuan Ting True Immortal, holding his sword, rose into the sky. His Golden Light Sword cleaved the air, under the land, above the firmament, inside and outside the void, endless Thunder Sword Qi surged forth. In the heavens, a Mysterious Great Array came into being, like the Thunder Sword Prison, enveloping the mighty general from above.

"You overestimate yourself!"

Combat Great Saint sneered, taking another step. His other foot transformed into the firmament, casually trampling down on the Thunder Sword Prison.

Boom!

Instantly, thunder spread across a hundred thousand miles, sword light flickered in nineteen directions, shredding all the clouds in the sky to pieces.