Chapter 460: Chapter 232: Struggle for the Dao Lineage! Lord of South Zhang, Nine True Saint King (Part 2)

In their eyes, Huo Dharma King is akin to a divine presence.

In fact, Jiang Wansui oversees the Daoist Alliance, managing countless affairs, but it is Huo Dharma King who handles the daily operations of the White Crane Temple.

Because of this, he holds considerable prestige in the hearts of the White Crane Temple disciples.

Now, the Celestial Master’s anger has risen, and it is not easily quelled.

The human heart mirrors the divine will, and when the divine is enraged, all beings are merely ants, and all things are but straw dogs.

"Handling things this way will only lead to trouble."

At this moment, even the president of the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters felt a sense of helplessness. Apart from muttering to himself, he seemed unable to do anything else.

"Huo Dharma King, do you take me to be a mere ornament?"

At this moment, a piercing voice suddenly rang out. Jiang Yunxian, who had been silent since earlier, moved.

The Lord of the Profound Palace, when unmoving, remains still, but when in action, the world changes color.

The raging storm and thunder wildly roared around her Primordial Spirit, yet could not touch her in the slightest.

The heavenly thunder, which ordinary Primordial Spirits feared and avoided, seemed to hold fear and dread towards this Lord of the Profound Palace.

Rumble...

Jiang Yunxian’s Primordial Spirit seemed to blend into the clouds, and in an instant, the apparition of an ancient palace slowly ascended, appearing between heaven and earth, and spanning across the vast expanse, with indeterminate brilliance, mist like boiling, resembling the human body’s Dantian.

"Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect, Qi Sea Mystic Palace!"

At this moment, everyone was moved.

On the central axis of the Wuwei Sect Ancestral Court Daoist Temple, three palaces are set, corresponding to the upper, middle, and lower Dantian of the human body.

Mud Ball Essence Palace, Divine Mansion Red Palace, Qi Sea Mystic Palace.

The Daoist Scripture and Alchemy Scripture states, if one holds a Golden Core in the three palaces, they will ascend in daylight to the Immortal List.

These three palaces involve the secret of becoming immortal.

Because of this, throughout history, any Lord of the Three Palaces in the Wuwei Sect is a top cultivator of that era.

Rumble...

At this time, Jiang Yunxian also revealed her Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect, resembling a Qi Sea Mystic Palace, shaking the heavens and earth, standing against the distant Jiu Jiu Dharma King, a terrifying aura permeating the skies above Yujing City.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it was merely a sudden weather change, and a storm was imminent.

But in the eyes of cultivators, that terrifying pressure seemed to devour and crush everyone’s Primordial Spirit.

This is the might of a Celestial Master.

"Lord of the Profound Palace, do you think you can stop me?"

Huo Dharma King’s voice was like rolling thunder, resonating in all directions, the majestic Dharma Aspect wielding four arms, waving the magical artifact in his hands, the golden astral wind swirling in the sky, each blast like a divine tribulation, pressing directly upon the Qi Sea Mystic Palace.

Buzz...

Jiang Yunxian remained unmoved, the mysterious palace emitting red light clashing with the golden astral wind, the resulting shockwaves surging like overturning seas, radiating across Yujing City.

"Ah..."

In the depths of Yujing City, an old man sat cross-legged on his bed, but his Primordial Spirit was extinguished due to the surging aftershock, vanishing into nothingness.

"Master, Master, what’s wrong?"

Beside him, a young man hurried forward as the candles on the Divine Altar suddenly extinguished, only to find that his master’s aura had weakened and his body gradually stiffened, with only a warm flow of blood at his core, like a coma patient.

At this moment, anyone with weaker cultivation, daring to use their Primordial Spirit, would meet this end.

The magical combat between two great Celestial Masters, even their slightest overflow, was overwhelming like a tide, unbearable for ordinary cultivators’ Primordial Spirits.

At the minimum, one needed a high cultivation level to peer a little.

"The might of a Celestial Master is beyond ordinary sight, let no one’s Primordial Spirit gaze upon it."

Within the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters, Lou Hechuan roared loudly, reminding everyone.

Song Yunqi and Ji Haisan watched intensely, not wanting to miss a single moment of Huo Dharma King’s prowess.

They knew, with Huo Dharma King in action, this trip would not be in vain, for if the Lord of the Profound Palace was captured and brought back to Shangjing City, the mere thought was exciting.

"Huo Dharma King, perhaps you have misunderstood, I never thought to stop you, he has stepped forward to put an end to you here and now."

Suddenly, Jiang Yunxian’s voice became incredibly sharp.

In the thousands of red clouds, the young Primordial Spirit stepped out once more.

"Just this little brat?" Huo Dharma King sneered in mid-air.

"I ask the elder to meet your end."

As soon as the words fell, the young Primordial Spirit took a step forward, and instantly, a terrifying aura shot towards the heavens, a mysterious and terrifying apparition rising behind him, unlike the Primordial Spirit Dharma Aspect, that figure appeared like a deity made of clay from a temple, surrounded by incense smoke, with nine divine lights flickering behind it.

Its gaze indifferent, as if sitting in the Celestial Palace, mercilessly overlooking the mortal dust, looking down on all beings.

"Is this..."

"God Sealing Statue!?"

Witnessing this scene, Zhang Fan could not help but clench his fists tightly.

He had seen it in the memories of the Three Corpses Daoist, a peerless Spiritual Technique passed down through the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family for generations.

All Zhang Family bloodlines can participate in the Divine Investiture Ceremony, awakening this Supreme Technique during the mystical ritual.

Though their mortal body remains in the red dust, they establish a divine statue in the void.

Living day and night without death, peerless in time eternal, with boundless Great Divine Techniques.

Back then, the Three Corpses Daoist was a prodigious talent, but was abandoned by the Ancestral Master, unable to be ennobled and entrusted, left with only an empty name, leading to his later actions, rebelling against the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family.

This Supreme Great Method belongs to the direct lineage disciples of the Dragon Tiger Zhang Family, with the God Sealing Title awakening their life’s divine statue, forming their true name.

Like Zhang Lingzong, whose life’s divine statue is called the Great Spirit Sect King, signifying the leader of all spirits, the sect of all techniques.

Among the various God Sealing Titles in the Zhang Family, it is considered upper grade.

At this moment, the young Primordial Spirit revealed his life’s divine statue.

In the sky, Huo Dharma King finally showed a hint of seriousness as he looked at the young Primordial Spirit and that life’s Dharma Aspect, speaking each word precisely through gritted teeth.

"Lord of South Zhang, Nine True Saint King!"

By now, he finally regarded this young man with importance.

The heavens are vast, throughout time, it must be said, this is an anomaly, at a young age, having accomplished Daoist Skill, even inheriting the Dharma Lineage of South Zhang, truly becoming the Lord of South Zhang.

"Huo Dharma King, back then in the killing of my South Zhang sect members, your White Crane Temple was also involved."

Suddenly, the young Primordial Spirit let out an explosive shout, his voice heavy, rumbling like thunder across the sky, no longer gentle as before.

As if with the formation of the divine statue, he became the heavens, became the earth...

Became the Gods and Buddhas of this world!

Became this boundless Divine Techniques!

"The struggle of Daoist lineages is not a battle of pride, bodies lying for miles, rivers of blood flow, it has always been life-or-death." Huo Dharma King’s gaze turned cold, responding icily.

"If you don’t die, many others will have to."

"Then you shall die too."

The young Primordial Spirit shouted fiercely, his ethereal divine statue moved, nine spiritual lights manifested, then turned into lethal force.

"Kill!"

Jiang Yunxian spoke in a low voice, the Dharma Aspect of the Qi Sea Mystic Palace radiating with unparalleled brilliance, she leapt into the air, alongside the Nine True Saint King, enveloping Huo Dharma King’s Primordial Spirit.

"Humph!"

Huo Dharma King’s Primordial Spirit did not speak, only snorted coldly, the terrifying Dharma Aspect standing sky-high, the four arms swinging together, the Treasure Sword glowing, the Demon Pestle demonstrating might, the Spirit Bell chiming, the Yellow Banner fluttering...

"Celestial Master... this is the highest Skillful Realm!!"

Zhang Fan looked up, witnessing this scene, no Daoist Skill or Spirit Skill seemed significant in the face of this overwhelming momentum, in this realm, they seemed negligible.

Reaching this level, transcending the red dust, it was as if a quantum leap in life had been completed, ascending to a higher dimension.

This is the realm all cultivators pursue.

Rumble...

The Nine True Saint King emanated nine divine lights, the Qi Sea Mystic Palace unleashed booming crimson clouds...

Four-armed Dharma King wielding four great magical artifacts.

Various figures fly, surreal, three terrifying sounds collided in the void, emitting an extremely dazzling white light.

This white light fell into the eyes of cultivators, like the first ray of True Yang in the dark, forcing their eyes shut, beyond the sight of the celestial eye.

The first Yang is born, yet the world turns black.

"Look quickly, a solar eclipse."

At this moment, someone on the street looked towards the sky, shouting loudly.