Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit-Chapter 219 - 180 September 15th, on White Horse Lake: ’Black Tornado’ vs ’Sealing the Four Seas’!
Chapter 219: Chapter 180 September 15th, on White Horse Lake: ’Black Tornado’ vs ’Sealing the Four Seas’!
At the border of Xuzhou and Yuezhou.
White Horse Lake territory.
After many years, the tides of people surged once more.
It has been over a hundred years since the Xuzhou Xingyi Sect’s Old Ancestor, ’Endless Skyborne Clouds’ Zheng Qianling, challenged the Taixu Sword Sect masters.
The passage of time has changed the eras, and the events of those days have been buried with the older generation, becoming rare mentions and even rarer memories.
Recently.
As news circulated, the events of that era were dug up once more.
Yet most people alive today know very little about what happened back then.
It’s only known that White Horse Lake nearly became the site for a showdown between the Xingyi Gate and Taixu Sword Sect, though the battle ultimately dissipated into nothingness.
This time, however.
After a century.
White Horse Lake has again become the focus of not only two states but the entire Central Earth.
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"Taixu Sword Sect is challenging Xingyi Gate!"
"My master once told me that, back in the day, Xingyi Gate challenged Taixu Sword Sect three times, but no one answered. Finally, the Old Ancestor of Xingyi Gate ’Endless Skyborne Clouds’ Zheng Qianling went to their door, and later departed gracefully—a tale celebrated in Xuzhou for decades."
"Oh?"
"The rumors from Yuezhou say that the Old Ancestor of Xingyi Gate arrived arrogantly, only to be chased away, humiliated, by a Void Realm Demon Beast of Taixu Sword Sect—spun into storybooks in Yuezhou, mocked for years."
"This—"
"This—"
"Who can truly say what happened over a hundred years ago? Let’s see this time, who will emerge victorious!"
"Exactly, exactly. The past is like smoke—today is what matters."
"In my opinion, Taixu Sword Sect is bound to win."
"I agree. This time, Taixu Sword Sect’s Old Ancestor, ’Five Elements Spear’ Li Qingshan, challenged the Golden Wild Goose Sect’s Old Ancestor, ’One Strike City’ Wei Hong—and at White Horse Lake, a figure named ’Wang Shan’ challenges the Xingyi Gate’s Old Ancestor, ’Fist That Seals the Four Seas’ Lu Zheng. Two simultaneous strikes reveal their confidence. But who is this ’Wang Shan’? I’ve never heard of such a person before!"
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Taixu Sword Sect issued two battle invitations, one to Qil State and the other to Xuzhou.
’Five Elements Spear’ Li Qingshan challenges the Golden Wild Goose Sect’s Old Ancestor ’One Strike City’ Wei Hong, fighting at Green Lake Island on the border of Yuezhou and Qil State.
Wang Shan challenges the Xingyi Gate’s Old Ancestor ’Fist That Seals the Four Seas’ Lu Zheng, fighting at White Horse Lake on the border of Yuezhou and Xuzhou.
The Lingbei Four States are shaken.
Experts from all paths flock to Green Lake Island and White Horse Lake.
Among them, the ’Wang Shan’ who is set to fight at White Horse Lake is the least known and most obscure when compared to the other three, but the influx of Jianghu figures heading to White Horse Lake rivals that of Green Lake Island.
Some simply find the journey closer.
Others are drawn by the renowned reputations of Li Qingshan and Wei Hong, whose battles they’ve heard of repeatedly. Yet this ’Wang Shan’—a sudden emergence—piques great curiosity with his unknown origins.
As time passes.
With more Jianghu figures gathering at White Horse Lake, curiosity sparks a search—an excavation of various records to uncover who this ’Wang Shan’ truly is.
Two hundred years have gone by.
Over ten generations have come and gone, burying countless events.
However, ’Wang Shan’ was once faintly famous, and now, with endless seekers digging into his history.
Within days.
They unearthed the Hidden Dragon List from 270 years ago and several subsequent editions, as well as the Earthly List from 273 years ago—finding the name ’Wang Shan’ inscribed within.
"Hidden Dragon List—’Little Tornado’ Wang Shan!"
"Earthly List—’Black Tornado’ Wang Shan!"
"Two hundred years ago, the first Commander of the Fourth Unit of the Taixu Blood Robe Army, ’Black Tornado,’ ’Golden Touch’ Wang Shan!"
...
More and more details emerge.
Finally, people discover that this ’Wang Shan’ was once a prodigy.
But during his time in the Blood Robe Army, records diminish sharply, making him harder to trace.
After all, two hundred years have passed, and even within the Taixu Sword Sect, Chen Jichuan remained remarkably low-profile—his renown limited mostly to teaching disciples as ’Golden Touch.’ Beyond that, little was known within the sect, let alone outside it.
Certainly, finding further details now is nearly impossible.
Still, this does little to dampen the enthusiasm and excitement of the Jianghu crowd. They continue streaming into White Horse Lake, waiting patiently.
Time flies.
The battle day arrives in no time.
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September 15.
The skies are clear and refreshing.
The vast White Horse Lake is surrounded by the Taixu Blood Robe Army and the Xingyi Gate Black Armored Army, keeping the Jianghu crowd far away.
Lucky for them, the terrain surrounding White Horse Lake is low, and the nearby peaks provide ample heights. Even at a significant distance, the Jianghu crowd can clearly view the battle due to their keen vision.
Everywhere, voices rise in excitement as the crowd eagerly awaits the duel.
"The Blood Robe Army and Black Armored Army are here—shouldn’t the main contenders have arrived by now?"
"Indeed! I wonder though—what abilities does this ’Black Tornado’ truly possess?"
"He’s from the same generation as ’Five Elements Spear’ Li Qingshan, so ’Black Tornado’ must be nearly 300 years old. If Li Qingshan trusts him to challenge ’Fist That Seals the Four Seas’ Lu Zheng the Grandmaster, then he shouldn’t be lacking in ability."
"Certainly not. After this battle, ’Black Tornado’ Wang Shan is sure to become famous across the Seven States."
"Ah, ah, ah! How hateful! Terribly hateful! I only regret not having more avatars, unable to be both at White Horse Lake and Green Lake Island simultaneously to witness these two great battles. Such a pity, such a shame!"
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The crowd waits with anticipation.
Though most are unfamiliar with ’Black Tornado,’ a prevailing confidence surrounds him, raising high expectations and faith that he stands on par with figures like ’Five Elements Spear’ and ’Fist That Seals the Four Seas.’
Time slips away.
By midday.
Amidst the lively discussions and speculations, an electrifying figure appeared flying from the northeastern skies—a streak of sheer speed and overwhelming presence descending upon White Horse Lake.
A silhouette holding a spear, standing proudly.
The crowd immediately recognizes—
"Lu Zheng!"
"’Fist That Seals the Four Seas’ has arrived!"
"The Xingyi Gate disciples all practice ’Xingyi Fist.’ Not only are their punches formidable, but their spear techniques are supreme as well. With the Guu Family of Huangtian City, they’ve long been known for their ’Southern Fist’ and ’Northern Fist,’ alongside ’Southern Spear’ and ’Northern Spear.’ As the strongest of his generation, Lu Zheng the Grandmaster may be known as ’Fist That Seals the Four Seas,’ but his spear is the most used weapon in combat."
"To witness Lu Zheng the Grandmaster’s spear technique today—I can die without regret!"
...
Lu Zheng’s appearance sparks a wave of excitement and clamorous cheers around White Horse Lake.
On the side of the Taixu Blood Robe Army.
Wang Yan, dressed in Black Armor outlining her slender figure, clutches her ’Heart Like Sword,’ observing Lu Zheng closely—keeping watch, ensuring he makes no secretive moves.
Carefully examining him.
Wang Yan sees Lu Zheng as wholly ordinary—everything entirely subdued. Despite this, as a Late Stage Void cultivator, she is unable to discern the depths of his power.
"Divine Realm Third-order, undying body akin to gods!"
"His strength rivals Junior Master Li."
Measurements pass through Wang Yan’s mind, yet she doesn’t feel overly concerned.
She’s aware of her junior master’s prowess, capable of effortlessly subduing even the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird. What fear would Lu Zheng’s abilities warrant?
At worst, there’s always the possibility of retreat, with the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird as backup.
Whether to attack or retreat, there’s little concern.
Thinking of her junior master, Wang Yan calculates—it’s about the right time for him to arrive.
Just as she considers.
From the southwest, an aura blazes like the sun, swiftly approaching.
"He’s here."
Wang Yan’s expression changes to one of determined focus.
...
Southwest of the skies.
Winds and flames sweep together, golden light radiating brightly.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Chen Jichuan rides atop a Golden Peng and descends in the distance, landing upon White Horse Lake, facing off against Lu Zheng from afar.
In the heavens.
"Screech!"
The Great Sun Golden Peng Bird circles endlessly, its piercing eagle eyes fixed on the lake below—appearing ready to dive at any moment.
"It’s here!"
"This—"
"What kind of demon beast is this?"
"Taixu Sword Sect indeed has many Void Realm Demon Beasts—especially flying beasts. Could this be the ’Gale Divine Eagle’ or the ’Shadowless Eagle’?"
"Can’t identify it—I’ve never seen one like this."
"Shining golden and ablaze with wind and fire—could it be the legendary companion of the ’Undying Phoenix,’ the ’Great Sun Golden Peng Bird’?"
"The Great Sun Golden Peng Bird?"
"No record of such a demon beast in Central Earth—it’s stunningly majestic!"
"Tut tut tut! People say the Taixu Sword Sect focuses on swordsmanship, inheriting the legacy of the Sword Ancestor. Yet here lies ’Five Elements Spear’ Li Qingshan mastering spear techniques, alongside an arsenal of terrifying Void Realm Demon Beasts. What kind of ’Sword Sect’ is this?!"
"Shush! Quiet down—watch carefully! That rider on the Peng should be ’Black Tornado’ Wang Shan. The two contenders have arrived—listen closely to what they’ll say!"
...
Chen Jichuan’s arrival is dazzling to the extreme.
But the spotlight is entirely stolen by the imposing Great Sun Golden Peng Bird.
After a while, the Jianghu figures finally refocus their attention on Chen Jichuan himself.
Meanwhile.
On the lake’s surface.
Chen Jichuan gazes at the squarely built Xingyi Sect Grandmaster Lu Zheng opposite him—
Name: Lu Zheng
Age: 278
Level: 18
Cultivation: Core Formation Eighth Layer
Techniques: ’Xingyi Fist’ (Eighteenth Layer)
Magic: Twelve Forms, Five Elements Fist, Three Body Style, Reincarnation Spear Technique, ..., etc.
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"Core Formation Eighth Layer."
"No wonder he dares to call himself ’Fist That Seals the Four Seas.’"
Chen Jichuan observes silently.
With this cultivation level, Lu Zheng would be equivalent to Divine Realm Third-order, undying body in Qinling World.
Comparable to mid-stage Void Nether Realm.
Upon reaching this realm, one attains perfect control over their physical body and achieves masterful self-awareness.
The immensity of their physical strength is unimaginable.
Even a pierced heart could completely regenerate instantly—they are as close to immortal as one can claim.
Not an easy foe.
Chen Jichuan sizes up Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng simultaneously assesses Chen Jichuan.
His gaze sweeps over Chen Jichuan, then lifts slightly to observe the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird circling above—his heart grows heavy.
"Great Sun Golden Peng Bird!"
"Void Nether Divine Beast!"
Lu Zheng is immediately alert, visibly tense.
Knowing Taixu Sword Sect’s penchant for breeding many Void Realm beasts, this self-described ’Sword Sect’ often felt more like a ’Beast Sect.’
However, most of those beasts are of Void Entry Layer with fewer Late Stage Void Realm beasts. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Until now.
Though he envied them in the past, Lu Zheng often harbored disdain.
But witnessing the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird today—a true Void Nether Divine Beast—he is taken aback, adjusting his assessment. "With the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird as transport, and this man’s Void Nether cultivation, he can advance to attack or retreat without hindrance. No one in the Central Earth Seven States could hold him down."
Lu Zheng’s wariness grows, though his expression remains undeterred. Smiling, he gestures at the skies and greets Chen Jichuan warmly, "Mr. Wang, such skill indeed—to tame a Void Nether Divine Beast, and no less than the fiercely proud Great Sun Golden Peng Bird. I’m in awe!"
Lu Zheng’s voice resonates powerfully, spreading across the land.
Outside White Horse Lake, the Jianghu crowd immediately grasps—
"Hiss!"
"Truly the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird!"
"It’s actually a Void Nether Divine Beast!"
"’Black Tornado’ Wang Shan can command a Void Nether Divine Beast? Is this to overwhelm the opponent with numbers, or merely to safeguard his retreat?"
...
White Horse Lake erupts with intense speculation and noisy debates.
Unmoved, Chen Jichuan glances toward the lake shore where Lu Zheng stands, then speaks with a gentle laugh, "You flatter me, Mr. Lu. The ’Six-Eared Ground Rat’ is no ordinary beast either—renowned as ’the World’s Greatest Ground-Drilling Divine Beast.’ Even if my Great Sun Golden Peng Bird flies at its highest speeds, it wouldn’t be able to catch up."
Lu Zheng’s expression remains unchanged, though his inner vigilance rises even higher.
Outside.
"Six-Eared Ground Rat?"
"That’s one of the Four Great Divine Beasts in the Central Earth—most adept at burrowing. It’s here too?"
"Where? Where? Why don’t I see it?"
"A burrowing master must be hidden underground—average people could never detect it. Only a figure like ’Black Tornado’ could spot its presence."
"Whoa!"
"I thought only Mr. Wang was cautious. I didn’t expect the righteous-looking Lu Zheng the Grandmaster to also be fully prepared!"
"This will be a spectacle. Wang Shan has the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird as support, while Lu Zheng has the Six-Eared Ground Rat as his trump card—both can fight or flee freely, allowing an unrestrained duel!"
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Among the Central Earth Seven States, the Six-Eared Ground Rat enjoys far wider fame than the Great Sun Golden Peng Bird.
Its burrowing skills are known extensively.
It’s easy for anyone to guess that Lu Zheng has brought the Six-Eared Ground Rat for a planned advantage in this battle.
Some mock it; others understand it.
Regardless, the opinions outside the lake hold no sway over the two men standing at its center.
Facing Chen Jichuan who had unveiled his trump card, Lu Zheng ceases all banter, raises his spear, and salutes with a fist. "Mr. Wang, please!"
"As you wish!"
Chen Jichuan’s sword gleams as he charges forth!
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