Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 753 - 674: Nephew Ao Jun, paying respects to Uncle!

A display of ruthless aggression.

Lu Qingfeng did not stop. The blood saber in his hand switched to a green bamboo staff.

With the bamboo staff in hand, twelve Iron-Backed Centipedes, like nine divine dragons from the heavens, empowered the staff with a divine power that not even ten thousand immortals could withstand.

As he moved, with a shake and a sway, he exited the Ancestral Dragon Abyss and split into three.

The three Lu Qingfengs each dashed in different directions.

He raised the green bamboo staff and ferociously smashed down—

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

He continuously struck, leaving the three dragon ancestors without any chance to retaliate.

First weakened by the 'Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Divine Saber,' their mana broken, their Primordial Spirit and flesh wounded, they couldn't even muster a breath. Now, Lu Qingfeng took the opportunity to attack relentlessly, giving them no chance to recover.

"No way!"

"How can he be so powerful?!"

"It took a curse to kill three of the Combat Heavenly Kings back in the day, and now, in just sixty thousand years—"

The three dragon ancestors were dumbfounded.

The divine dragon bodies flew horizontally across the sky.

As they opened their mouths to speak, they were struck back, horror in their hearts. With each heavy hit they received, blood spewed forth involuntarily, raining down from the clouds like a shower of blood.

This instantly reminded the ancestors of the time when blood rained from the heavens as the Earth Immortals fell.

They were horrified.

They were frightened.

In no time, the doubts in their hearts were dispersed by repeated heavy blows.

"To subjugate the rebellious Earth Immortals,"

"They must be intimidated first, then they can be of use to me."

Lu Qingfeng moved like a god or a demon.

Walking across the sky.

First, he hovered for a moment above the East Sea.

From within an immortal mountain in the middle of the East Sea emerged a robust middle-aged man who looked up and instantly saw what was happening in the sky, his face changing with shock—

"How is this possible?!"

Lu Qingfeng also saw this man.

Though they had never met before, recognizing his cultivation and knowing he came from 'True Martial Tongxuan Mountain' in the East Sea, Lu Qingfeng guessed his identity.

Ao Le whispered beside him, "That is the 'Tongxuan Great Saint' from 'True Martial Tongxuan Mountain' reputed to be an old turtle who achieved enlightenment and seldom bothers with worldly matters."

Indeed.

Lu Qingfeng thought to himself.

Tongxuan Great Saint.

In ancient times when the Ancient Shang Earth Immortals gathered, they all tried to stop him from merging the Spiritual Treasure. Or like the three dragon ancestors and the two demons from Jiao Demon Palace, each harboring their schemes.

It was only this Tongxuan Great Saint who closed his doors and never showed up from beginning to end.

Now seeing him, Lu Qingfeng felt quite favorably towards him.

Not speaking harshly, he smiled toward the ground: "So, it's Daoist Brother Tongxuan. We've been acquainted as Guangyuan for a long time. If you don't mind, I invite you to Dong Xian State in three years for a meeting."

Having said this,

Lu Qingfeng didn't wait for the Tongxuan Great Saint to respond. His three bodies split up again, heading in separate directions.

Along the way north.

Bang, bang, bang!

The body of the East Sea Dragon Ancestor, huge like a mountain, spun out of control, smashing into the auspicious clouds for ten thousand miles.

Along the way west.

He chastised the West Sea Dragon Ancestor, who struggled clumsily to control his body, helplessly tossed about.

Along the way south. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Here traveled his True Body, with Ao Le accompanying.

The green bamboo staff casually lashed out; Shang River Ancestor was severely injured, vomiting blood. His dragon body was torn open, scales shattered, mixing with flesh and blood scattering across the sky and falling onto the earth.

For mortals and mortal cultivators to find these remains, it would likely give rise to countless legendary figures among humans.

"Guangyuan?!"

True Martial Tongxuan Mountain.

Tongxuan Great Saint watched Lu Qingfeng, Fu Long Saint Mother, and the three dragon ancestors depart, his eyes still filled with shock.

It wasn't because of the title 'Guangyuan Divine Monarch', but seeing the three dragon ancestors, like tigers and leopards among men, being defeated by Lu Qingfeng without any ability to fight back, not even to block or dodge ├──their injuries severe, their plight pitiful.

It is to be noted.

Ever since these three dragon ancestors benefited from the Dragon Transformation Pond, forget the first ten thousand years of chaotic battles, but the subsequent forty to fifty thousand years with the pond's aid in their cultivation had not been minor.

Before this, they were among the strongest Ancient Shang, matchless except for the now deceased Combat Heavenly King.

Now, tens of thousands of years later, Tongxuan Great Saint surmised: even if the Combat Heavenly King were reborn now, he would likely only be on par with the three dragon ancestors.

Yet such characters.

Still, when the three dragon ancestors gathered together, they were defeated in such a manner.

"Guangyuan Divine Monarch—"

Tongxuan Great Saint's eyes complicated, looked towards the Chunshen Territory in the south, and fell silent for a moment.

...

North Sea.

A vast landscape of countless mountains, waters, and islands.

Within the waters.

Lay a sprawling water mansion, with palaces and pavilions, luxurious and splendid, no less than the Dragon Clan's Dragon Palace.

The gate stood outside.

Emblazoned with 'Jiao Demon Palace'.

Across the water surface.

As if sprung from the ground or descended from the sky, a domain sprawled across the North Sea.

Known as 'Jiuzhen Domain'.

Time flowed; inside, mortals and cultivators up to the Primordial Spirit and Mahayana Realm mostly forgot the origin of this place, only the widely knowledgeable and well-informed knew—

Jiuzhen Domain atop the North Sea, similar to the Chunshen Domain in the south, was once an Otherworld.

Captured and absorbed by Ancient Shang, it became a domain atop the North Sea.

It was called Jiuzhen Realm as an Otherworld; hence this place was named Jiuzhen Domain.

An exceptionally gifted Earth Immortal emerged by chance and created the 'Jiuzhen Immortal Sword Sect,' thereafter dominating Jiuzhen Domain.

At its peak, it once had two Earth Immortals in the sect, even suppressing Jiao Demon Palace.

Tens of thousands of years ago.

The founder, the One Yuan Ancestor Master of Jiuzhen Immortal Sword Sect, passed away, and the sect declined.

Thankfully, another Earth Immortal Ancestor was present, preventing it from falling too greatly. With the allied support from Jiushi Mountain's Combat Heavenly Gate and South Sea's Green Sea Youxu Palace, they collectively commanded the Heavenly Court, thus maintaining an honored position amidst the Ancient Shang.

This day.

Above the North Sea, the heavenly majesty was profound.

The two demons inside Jiao Demon Palace sensed it and flew out together, looking up only to see one person wielding a staff, brutally beating the East Sea Dragon Ancestor.

"Ugh!"

The skin of East Sea Dragon Ancestor torn and blood pouring continuously, indeed a pitiful sight.

"How could it come to this?"

Beiyin Great Saint and Beiyang Great Saint were startled.

Before they could react, they saw that god-like and demon-like figure turn his gaze towards them, cold and indifferent in his eyes, he coolly stated: "Three years later, if I do not see you two in Dong Xian State, bear the consequences yourself."

A word spoken.

No need for the two to speak, a staff was raised—

Bang!

The colossal body of the Divine Dragon was immediately smashed flying beyond the Star Sky, plummeting into the depths of space, suppressed out of sight.

The two opened their mouths, but ultimately remained silent.

Watching as Lu Qingfeng departed from the heavens.

"That was—"

"He didn't just vanish into thin air—"

The brothers of Beiyin and Beiyang looked at the departing figure, then at the disappearance of the East Sea Dragon Ancestor beyond the Star Sky.

They glanced at each other, expressions extremely grim.

...

Not just the True Martial Tongxuan Mountain.

Not just the Jiao Demon Palace.

In all places inhabited by Earth Immortals, Lu Qingfeng had made a visit.

He chased the East Sea Dragon Ancestor to the North Sea, flinging him beyond the heavens in front of the Jiao Demon Palace's Beiyin and Beiyang.

Then he chased the West Sea Ancestor westward, passing by Jiushi Mountain, and in front of the new 'Combat Heavenly King' of the Combat Heavenly Gate, cast him out with a staff.

The last was the Shang River Ancestor.

Heading south.

To the South Sea.

In the middle of the South Sea.

The Earth Immortal Ancestor 'Tongling Great Saint' of the Tongling Wujimen was still suppressed in the starry sky, only the Earth Immortal Ancestor Master 'Situ Zhan' of the Green Sea Youxu Palace was inside the sect.

In front of this disciple of Golden Light Ancestor Master.

"Go!"

Lu Qingfeng swung his staff, sending the Shang River Dragon Ancestor flying.

"Three years later."

"East Chen State!"

Announcing briefly, Lu Qingfeng ignored the gaping 'Situ Zhan', joined hands with Ao Le, and with Lu Xiao and Lu Yao, whom they picked up along the way from Fu Long Mountain, headed straight for East Chen State.

...

East Chen State.

Tianshu Mansion.

The Tianshu Mansion was constructed atop millions of feet of cloud peaks.

A family of four arrived riding the clouds.

Lu Qingfeng looked ahead.

In the colorful skies ahead, layers of palaces lay spread out.

The intense sun hung in the sky, making the colorful cloudscapes clear and picturesque.

Between the Immortal Palaces and halls, the Immortal Mountain and treasure peaks were situated.

Occasionally, a gentle breeze passed by, causing thousands of clouds and colorful mists within and outside the Tianshu Immortal Mansion to sparkle, appearing and dispersing, scattering then gathering, immensely refined.

Along with various Divine Officers and Immortal Officials lingering around, and many Divine Generals and Heavenly Soldiers patrolling everywhere.

Truly an impressive display of the realm of Immortals.

"Last time I visited Tianshu Mansion, Xiao'er and Yao'er hadn't even started cultivation."

"Thousands of years have passed."

"This place hasn't changed a bit."

Lu Qingfeng descended from the clouds, landing outside the Tianshu Mansion, momentarily sentimental.

Last time he visited.

Lu Xiao and Lu Yao were like Granny Liu entering Da Guan's garden; now, in a flicker, they had both become True Immortals.

From the moment the siblings started on the path of cultivation, they practiced in the Tianshu Mansion. Now it was they who were more familiar with this place, making Lu Qingfeng feel somewhat out of place.

Hearing her father's sentiment, Lu Yao also recalled the past scenes, glanced at her side, and chuckled, "Yes, the first time riding the clouds really scared Xiao'er."

Lu Qingfeng listened, stunned.

Looking at Lu Xiao, sees his face reddening, a scene flashed through his mind—

A young Lu Xiao, pale-faced, stood up from the clouds and looked down to see the layer upon layer of clouds and the mountain range like a scroll, his legs going weak with fright, and he fell sitting on the clouds.

He didn't dare to stand up, and while sitting on the clouds, he looked up, inching closer to Lu Qingfeng using his buttocks and feet.

...

Recalling his son's embarrassing moment, Lu Qingfeng couldn't help but laugh.

Ao Le, beside him, shook his head helplessly, "Both are True Immortals now, why bring up old stories from those years?"

Lu Yao giggled.

Lu Xiao was helpless.

At the entrance of Tianshu Mansion.

Divine Weapons and Divine Generals stood guard.

The leading two generals, seeing the arrivals, were shocked and hurriedly came forward to bow: "Greetings to the two generals!"

These two were extraordinary, both being Second Grade Heavenly Pivot Divine Generals.

Their cultivation had even reached the pinnacle of the Fourth Realm. But seeing Lu Xiao and Lu Yao, they were extremely respectful.

Not only because Lu Xiao and Lu Yao were themselves True Immortals.

The siblings mostly cultivated in the Tianshu Mansion. Within the mansion, aside from Marshal Ao Jun, their status was the most revered; they even held honorary positions in the Tianshu Mansion.

That was why they were respectfully referred to as 'Generals.'

Of course.

Compared to being True Immortals, generals of the Tianshu Mansion, and cousins of the Tianshu War God, their relationship with Fu Long Saint Mother was also a reason the mansion did not dare to neglect them.

The generals greeted Lu Xiao and Lu Yao, then turned to look at the couple beside them.

Seeing their appearance somewhat resembling the previous two, they guessed in their hearts.

But Lu Qingfeng and Ao Le.

One was the 'departed' Guangyuan Divine Monarch from fifty-seven thousand years ago.

One was the 'Fu Long Saint Mother' who had sat dormant on Fu Long Mountain and did not leave.

The two generals were merely at the Fourth Realm cultivation level, how could they recognize them? They dared not speak recklessly.

While hesitating.

Suddenly, a Xuan Light flashed from behind in the mansion, arriving instantly and revealing its form at the forefront.

The two generals were startled, "Marshal!"

It was none other than the one in charge of the Tianshu Mansion, known as the 'Tianshu Evil Destruction Marshal', called the 'Tianshu War God'—Ao Jun.

Ao Jun, in his armor and helm.

Looking at his aunt and cousins standing together.

Even as the invincible War God who traversed Ancient Shang, he couldn't help but be emotionally stirred at this moment.

The two guardian Divine Generals of the mansion saw their Marshal both excited and surprised, rather disconcerted, without the domineering presence that swept through the Four Extremes of the past.

"Who has arrived—"

The two generals exchanged a glance in secrecy, both showing astonishment. Their own Marshal was one of the top figures of Ancient Shang, and even if Marshal's aunt 'Fu Long Saint Mother' herself came, it wouldn't have caused the Marshal to lose his composure like this!

The generals were shocked and puzzled.

Ao Jun paid no mind to the generals.

Even his aunt Ao Le, who had not visited Tianshu Mansion in tens of thousands of years, was ignored as he only looked at the handsome young man before him, emotionally moved and trembling, bowing deeply, his voice quivering:

"Nephew Ao Jun, greets Uncle!"

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