On an isolated island surrounded by clouds and mist in the overseas Star Palace.
The Dragon Clanâs Immortal Celestial Lord Ao Ao was currently inviting the Shi nationality s of the Dragon Clan to drink tea on the island and discuss the Dao.
Bodhisattva White Lotus put down the fragrant tea in her hand and asked indifferently: âSupreme Dragon is inviting this poor monk here to drink tea, is it because of the Dragon Palaceâs intentions? Empyrean Pu Yuanâs will? Or is it the Dragon Lordâs will? â
Ao Zheng refilled Bodhisattva White Lotusâs tea cup with spirit tea, hearing this he laughed out loud: âBodhisattva is overthinking things, this old dragon has invited Bodhisattva here for no other reason, itâs just that Iâve received a new spirit tea from a junior, and canât bear to enjoy it all by myself, Iâve specially invited Bodhisattva to havaste together.â
Saying this, Ao Zhenglong put down the teapot in his hand and said: âAfter all, only those who truly understand tea will be able to judge it!â
Bodhisattva White Lotus thanked Ao Zhenglong for the tea cup. His gaze was slightly lowered as he said, âI wonder who exactly is the junior that offered this tea cup to Supreme Dragon? How could such a filial descendant not sit down? This really makes me both envious and jealous. â
Ao Zhenglong laughed and said: âBodhisattva haure heart and few desires. Even if the younger generations wanted to be filial, Iâm afraid they would still have a bad reputation.â
The Bodhisattva White Lotus put down her teacup for the second time and said indifferently: âSo this means that Supreme Dragon is optimistic about Western Mountainâs Madame Yang?â
Ao Zhenglong wiped the smile off his face and said: âOld Long ate my family members the shortest. After being entrusted with this task, he had no choice but to be loyal to others.â
Bai Lian nodded and said, âSupreme Dragonâs intentions are clear to me. Since I have already enjoyed the spiritual tea, I will take my leave.â
Ao Zhenglong cupped his hands and said, âBodhisattva pays his respects, this old dragon already feels that his face is shining, I wonât send you off like this.â
A wave of white mist was used, but the Bodhisattva White Lotus had already disappeared, leaving behind only the fragrance of sandalwood.
The Horned Serpentine appeared from behind Ao Zheng and said, âThis Bodhisattva White Lotus just left like that. Arenât you afraid that he would turn around and head towards the Western Mountain Star Palace?â
Ao Zheng leisurely poured himself a cup of tea, slowly said, âNo need to use words!â
The Horned Serpentine thought for a moment, then asked: âWhat about the Western Mountain Madame Yang? If we, the Madame Yang were to lose this battle, wouldnât it mean that we would have nothing left to gain, and that we would just be enemies with the Shi nationality? â
Hearing that, Ao Zheng Long looked at Jiao Ji strangely, and said: âHow can you not get anything? We are the only ones who are truly safe from drought! â
Seeing that the Horned Demon warrior was still surprised, Ao Zheng suggested, âIf the Western Mountain Madame Yang can survive this, then itâs fine. But if she canât, then wouldnât that mean that the entire Western Mountain Madame Yang race canât wait to die? At that time, Lanxuan would do her best to protect the cultivators of the Yang family, and as long as the cultivators of the Yang family did not seek to die, they knew who to trust, especially the descendant of the Jun Shan. Hehe, those who can survive are not idiots. When the time comes, we donât need to do anything, so naturally there will be some Yang Family cultivators that will give us something we are interested in. This way, you can gain the reputation of being righteous, and also obtain the essence of the Madame Yangâs heritage. This way, if you kill two birds with one stone, why not do it? â
Xiao Chi suddenly realized what was going on and secretly sighed. As expected, old ginger was spicier!
A river of blood fell from the sky and a thick stench of blood filled every inch of Yan Dazhiâs vision.
Yan Dazhiâs long sword flew in the air, tearing the blood screen in the sky into two.
However, before he could fly away from it, waves of blood gushed in from all directions and covered the broken blood screen again.
Yan Dazhi consecutively tried to break through the curtain of blood several times but failed to do so. With no other choice, he raised his hand and threw out four talismans, forming a barrier around him, blocking the attacks of the blood waves that were in front of him.
Just as Yan Dazhi was in a stalemate with the alien immortal that was hiding in the dark, a voice suddenly passed through the blood screen and reached his ears.
âHehe, several tens of thousands of years have passed, yet the Asura Race has not made the slightest bit of progress, and is still trying to act as a vanguard for the Demon Race?â
Yan Dazhiâs heart moved, the four runes around him suddenly rushed into the surrounding blood screen, followed by a deafening explosion, four scorching white rays of light shone within the blood screen, causing the entire world to be covered in red and white.
At the same time, Yan Dazhiâs sword pierced through the blood screen once again. Just as the blood screen was about to close, rain suddenly started to fall outside.
The moment the drizzle fell, the blood screen in the sky melted like spring snow under the sun. Soon, there was only a thin layer of red blood mist left.
âMysterious Black Yin Primordial Water!â
A voice filled with anger and fear rang out, âWho is it!â
Yan Dazhi knew that this waare opportunity, and when he saw the surrounding blood fog turn dense again, he immediately used his Imperial Sword Technique to break out of the encirclement.
The moment Yan Dazhi rushed out, he saw two people in mid air facing each other, and from the Qi from the two of them, it was obvious that their cultivation had reached the peak of Primordial Immortal.
However, compared to the Asura Race cultivator whose entire body was covered in blood mist, whose blood stench was almost a few hundred meters, even though the fat cultivator on the other side was emitting a strong demonic aura, Yan Dazhi was still able to differentiate between friend and foe immediately.
As for the Asura True Immortal, he clearly understood that the situation was dire; he immediately turned and fled.
However, Yan Dazhi had already expected this to happen. A few talismans had already flown ahead of him, forming a simple talisman formation. In the instant of its collapse, the space in front of them was completely destroyed, causing the Asura to have no choice but to stop.
Immediately after, Yan Dazhi had already caught up to the other party and with a sweep of his sword, half of the space was ripped apart by the sword beam, causing the Shura to have no choice but to retreat. However, he coincidentally fell under Yan Dazhiâs and the Demon Immortalâs pincer attack.
Yan Dazhi had fallen into the enemyâs ambush not long after he had entered the Yuzhou, and was controlled by others everywhere. He had finally managed to break out of the encirclement with great difficulty, and this was the moment he had no place to vent his anger.
However, he did not forget to thank the Demon Immortal who helped him escape.
âMany thanks for fellow daoistâs help. May I know how to address you?â My name is Tan Xi Sect Yan Dazhi.
As Yan Dazhi suppressed the Asura True Immortal, he said to the fat greater demon immortal.
âSo itâs Senior Yan. I didnât think that you would actually come to the Western Mountain too, I am truly disrespectful. I am Pang Zhu, a little demon under the command of the Celestial Sovereign, and it is my pleasure to meet you today.â
Although the two of them had never met, as immortals of their respective clans and sects, they naturally knew of each otherâs existence. Once the two of them knew each otherâs names, they immediately became familiar with each other.
Although Yan Dazhiâs sword force was sharp, and the talismanâs methods were also extraordinary, the sword and talisman matched each other, and the strength displayed in that instant was not one bit inferior to Pang Zhuâs, who was at the peak of Primordial Immortal.
However, Yan Dazhi realized that even though the Shura was in such a situation, it was still focusing most of its attention on Pang Zhu, as though its fear of Pang Zhu was greater than its fear of him.
This couldnât help but remind Yan Dazhi of the âMystical Yin True Waterâ he had heard earlier when the Shuraâs blood screen had been destroyed.
Thinking up to here, Yan Dazhi suddenly had a thought. He bit his finger, using his own blood as a guide, and drew out two Void Runes, hitting the two sides of the Asura, sealing off the Asuraâs escape route.
Following that, Yan Dazhi rushed forward and instigated the immortal elemental energy in his body, using his own sword techniques to the extreme, forcing the Shura to retreat in Pang Zhuâs direction.
Seeing that, Pang Zhu obviously understood Yan Dazhiâs intention. After taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of Profound Yin True Water, which immediately transformed into droplets of rain, sealing off all the space the Shura was able to dodge in.
The Shura let out a miserable howl and the Mystic Moon Primordial Water completely melted the blood mist surrounding him. The moment it fell on his body, the clothes all over his body started to disintegrate, turning into wisps of green smoke and dissipating in the air.
Seeing that, how could Yan Dazhi let go of the chance to beat a dog to death? The sword beam turned inthin thread in the air, wrapped towards the head of the Asura.
Suddenly, a mist of blood erupted from within the Asuraâs body. It seemed as if the Asura had used a secret technique to stimulate his or her potential and expelled the Mysterious Black Yin Primordial Water that had seeped into his or her body.
However, this also gave the Shura a chance to escape. The Shuraâs entire body had turned into a bloody glow, and in the nick of time, he dodged Yan Dazhiâs Sword Qi, and then a ray of bloody light passed through Yan Dazhiâs sword symbol, flying towards the horizon.
âNot good, we have to let him escape!â
Yan Dazhi saw that his sword light had missed, and immediately felt great regret.
âHe wonât be able to escape!â
Pang Zhuâs voice transmitted over. Only now did Yan Dazhi realize that he was no longer in her original position.
A huge rake with sharp teeth swept across the sky and collided head-on with the blood light of the Asuraâs escape. The Asura was brought back to its original position.
Yan Dazhiâs sword beam flashed, and the Shuraâs body was already sliced into four pieces by the sword light. He did not even have the time to scream miserably.
âFellow Daoist Pangâs methods are truly admirable!â
Yan Dazhi praised sincerely.
âHaha, Senior is too modest. I, Pang Zi, have coincidentally managed to cultivate the Mysterious Black Yin Primordial Water to restrain the Asuraâs ability, the Blood River Art.â
Pang Zhu did not dare take things big in front of this person.
âMystic Moon Primordial Water? May I ask Fellow Pang, is this a water type Origin treasure? â
Yan Dazhi seemed to have never heard of it before.
Pang Zhu explained: âIt is also not the same, but this Xuanyin Primordial Water is an inherited ability of my Tianpeng clan, but it is also a way to reform the immortal body to become the true body of Tianpeng, and it can be used aart of the substitute for the abilities of Origin treasure. I was able to cultivate this ability, and it is all thanks to a pot of Earth Yin Cold Spring bestowed by the s.â
As he spoke till here, Pang Zhu seemed to have thought of something, and a silly smile appeared on his face. He said: âHowever, Jun Shan Celestial Sovereign once said that the Infernal domain blood capital that the demons had constructed in the Lang Countyâs Star Region seemed to have been built on top of a Earth Yin Cold Spring from the very beginning.â