Chapter 1 The Beginning

The clouds on the horizon were turning white, and the golden sunlight fell on the grand avenue leading to the heavens, plating the sand grains by the roadside with a layer of gold.

Tantai Guang stood on the hilltop, gazing at the chaotic battle not far away. He took a light breath, then took out a pill that seemed to have flesh and blood wriggling inside. After hesitating, he swallowed it.

"A true man receives the grace of the country. Death is death. If I can eliminate the traitors today and retrieve the national treasure, I will have no regrets even if I die a hundred times!"

Tantai Guang's voice was not loud, but it echoed throughout the hilltop.

As his body soared into the air, many soldiers who had been lying in ambush nearby also took out similar pills, swallowed them, and charged out with Tantai Guang.

"Repay the country's grace, kill the rebels!" Tantai Guang, wielding a long spear, swooped down towards Yan Po, who was fighting two opponents at once.

His followers behind him shouted in unison, "Repay the country's grace! Kill the rebels!"

Everyone's body was glowing with blood. After today's battle, regardless of the outcome, they would all die.

Such sacrifice allowed each of these blood-glowing individuals to more than double their combat power.

With the addition of this group of death warriors, the previously deadlocked battle situation showed a one-sided trend in a short period of time.

The forces of the Cold Mountain Flower Society and the Yunmeng Marsh aquatic tribes who came to meet them were all disrupted by the chaotic charge.

Only a small group of elites guarded the Yunmeng Cauldron.

The Yunmeng Cauldron was a rare national treasure that could be used to suppress mountains, rivers, water vapor, earth energy, and gather fortune.

Therefore, it could not be stored with ordinary storage tools.

However, Ye Chuxiao's blatant display of the Yunmeng Cauldron being carried towards the Yunmeng Marsh by the Cold Mountain Flower Society was too obvious a provocation.

Yan Po's long blade roared like thunder, and the black light wrapped around the blade released an aura of invincibility.

With a forceful swing, the crisscrossing blade light had already cut into the group of fearless death warriors.

Although these death warriors had temporarily gained an increase in combat power with the help of potent drugs, they were ultimately too far apart from Yan Po.

As Yan Po's blade light swept across, a small half of them immediately died on the spot.

The remaining ones quickly took their positions, forming a unique battle formation to jointly restrict Yan Po.

As for Tantai Guang, instead of engaging Yan Po, he cut through the crowd and charged straight towards the Yunmeng Cauldron.

His task was to retrieve the Yunmeng Cauldron. Killing people and defeating enemies were just processes, not the goal.

In the chaotic formation, a layer of azure flames erupted, and ten thousand azure lotuses flew out from within the flames. These lotus-shaped azure flames would burn intensely wherever they touched.

Melting gold, dissolving stone, incinerating the heavens, and boiling the seas.

*Puff puff puff*, balls of flame besieged Tantai Guang, stopping his continued advance.

It was He Gang who made the move!

He stood on one side of the Yunmeng Cauldron, holding an azure pearl in his hand.

Inside the pearl, a peculiar flame-shaped crest was shining brightly.

Tantai Guang tore off his burning left arm. Sinews, bones, and flesh wriggled, and a new arm quickly grew out.

From beginning to end, he did not frown even once, as if he felt no pain at all.

A moment later, he took a deep breath and let out a heavy grunt.

A puff of yellow smoke came out of his nostrils and rushed towards those azure fire lotuses.

The yellow smoke collided with the fire lotuses, constantly making crisp popping sounds in the air.

*Dang dang dang!*

Blade energy raged. Yan Po seemed to be a killing god descended into the world. With fierce and domineering blade momentum, he suppressed several Intent Realm cultivators who were besieging him. The scattered blade light did not dissipate after its momentum was exhausted, but rearranged and combined, and then struck back again.

So constantly shattering, tearing, and combining. Besides being steady, simple, and unadorned, it was also extremely complex and changeable.

Just like the principles between heaven and earth, coming from the root, it was nothing more than birth, death, prosperity, decline, yin, and yang, but when placed among all living beings and the myriad things in the mountains and rivers, it became so changeable and colorful.

*Dang dang dang!*

The sound of weapons colliding constantly echoed.

The three Intent Realm cultivators who besieged Yan Po were actually surrounded by Yan Po alone.

No matter how they used their methods, they could not tear through Yan Po's blade net.

Under the increasingly tightening offensive, these people had all kinds of strange magical techniques and hidden treasures, but they had no time to use them now, and they became increasingly uncomfortable.

Before today's battle, Yan Po was just a crude martial arts Intent Realm cultivator in the eyes of many cultivators.

But it seemed that after this battle, no one would dare to underestimate him again.

There might even be rumors claiming that Yan Po had entered the Wuding Realm.

Fire lotuses bloomed one after another, and the sea of fire soared to the sky, pointing directly at Tantai Guang.

But Tantai Guang was wrapped in yellow smoke and had no intention of confronting He Gang at all.

He continued to charge towards the direction of the Yunmeng Cauldron.

Faced with such a desperate and fiercely charging Tantai Guang, although He Gang tried his best, he could do nothing for a while.

*Boom!*

The blade light flashed, and several figures, splattering blood, flew in all directions.

When they were knocked out, they also knocked some of the surrounding death warriors and soldiers to death or shattered them.

Yan Po held his blade horizontally above the white clouds, looking down on all living beings.

A blade cut through the long wind, and both the spreading fire lotuses and the entangled yellow smoke were torn apart at the same time.

Tantai Guang, who had been charging forward, stopped for the first time.

The blade light swept past his chest, imprinted in the air, leaving deep划痕.

"Who wants to die?" Yan Po raised his blade, the blade dripping with blood. Under the wildly swirling long hair in the wind, were cold and determined eyes.

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The wind sweeps the martial world, and the rain darkens the sky. The sounds from the Nine Mountains are like raging waves.

The Yunmeng Marsh at this moment was by no means a place of peace and kindness.

Wildly dancing lightning, hissing thunder, and raging waves, stirred up waves dozens of feet high, constantly testing the bottom line of the surrounding mountain defenses.

A white dragon, with broken scales and armor, broken dragon horns, and a body full of bloody holes, floated in these raging waves, rising and falling.

But the woman sitting between the dragon's horns, holding a scarlet wine gourd, sat boldly. Her half-body armor, although not revealing, outlined excellent lines.

A precious sword was inserted between the dragon's horns, drawing the white dragon's life force, but also fixing his soul, so that he would not die immediately.

At this time, a flat boat came in the wind and rain.

The person on the small boat was dressed in green, his hair tied only with a sword-shaped hairpin. A knife was hanging at his waist. In the midst of the raging waves, the small boat under his feet was also looming.

Even so, the surging waves did not dare to wet half of his clothes.

"It seems you are waiting for me?" Ye Chuxiao looked at the figure on the dragon's head, carefully examining it.

Then he added a title: "Little Tail!"

The humanoid half-dragon 'Xiao Chi', with Xiao Muchen's appearance, did not have any change in expression, but raised the wine gourd in his hand.

"Dare you drink?"

Ye Chuxiao chuckled: "You are indeed Xiao Chi!"

"You are also ruthless!"

He shook his head and said, "Wine... I won't drink it."

"No need to feign heroism. A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall. Whether you have poisoned it or not, I dare not drink your wine."

Although he rejected Xiao Chi's 'kindness', Ye Chuxiao's momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

"Okay, then die!" Xiao Chi said, and waved his sleeve.

The precious sword that was originally nailed to the dragon's head was about to fly out and shoot towards Ye Chuxiao.

Once this sword was pulled out, Yuan Jia's soul would immediately fly away.

Since Xiao Chi made a move, he would not do anything he was not sure of.

Sending someone to intercept and kill, and snatching the Yunmeng Cauldron was one thing.

Coming directly to Yunmeng Marsh and raiding Yuan Jia's lair was another.

This was considered insurance.

And Ye Chuxiao had also expected this change, so he rushed to Yunmeng Marsh to fight Xiao Chi.

Ye Chuxiao stood still, but his intent, his thoughts, and his thoughts mixed with power had quickly expanded and spread out.

The thoughts were like a sledgehammer, firmly fixing the precious sword that was stuck in Yuan Jia's brow, preventing it from flying out temporarily.

*Bang!*

A crisp explosion came from Ye Chuxiao's brow.

His hair shook suddenly around him for a moment.

At Ye Chuxiao's brow, there seemed to be a slight crack for a moment.

The precious sword that was stuck in Yuan Jia was the Great Heng's national sword.

Symbolizing the national fortune and the general trend of humanity, Ye Chuxiao was neither a monarch, a royal relative, nor a national minister, but he forcefully confronted the national sword.

Naturally, he would be countered by the fortune of humanity.

*Bang!*

With one foot stomping down, the Yuanyang Treasure Blade at his waist suddenly burst out.

The moment it escaped, it carried the power and force to turn the world upside down, and returned all the pressure exerted by the national sword.

The blade light lit up, and after a moment, it was a chaotic mess again.

The will of heaven is not the will of man. Using the mind of man to peek at the mysteries of heaven and earth is like mayflies trying to know the changes of thousands of years.

Ye Chuxiao's blade was to forcibly use the will of heaven to crush the will of man.

The so-called man will conquer nature is just looking at the shifting stars over billions of years from the perspective of hundreds or thousands of years.

*Boom!*

Between the chaotic sky and water, thunder like a waterfall exploded.

The aura of yin and yang transformation became extremely chaotic at this moment.

Xiao Chi tilted his head, and a strand of hair was swept away.

Then, a drop of thick blood suddenly dripped from his face, which had grown scales and patterns.

Then the blood flowed back, and the wound was smoothed in an instant.

It was like skipping through time and omitting steps.

Ye Chuxiao's blade appeared so naturally and strangely three inches above Xiao Chi's brow.

If this blade fell, it would easily cut him into two pieces.

*Dang!*

The precious blade fell heavily, hitting the surging infinite water waves.

And these water waves solidified in an instant, and then were shattered.

Turning into countless steel needles and flying swords, besieging Ye Chuxiao.

Ye Chuxiao did not move, did not shake, did not panic, and did not panic. As a breath was exhaled, all the raging energy was smoothed out.

At the same time, these splashing and exploding water waves began to flow naturally and smoothly in the air, on the sky, and underwater.

Three-dimensional phases formed, superimposed up and down, and a three-dimensional connected formation was naturally generated.

And this generated formation also had an energy coat.

Combining many modules, using the formation as an engine, it turned into a huge water giant and punched down.

Smashing through the water surface.

The void was broken, and everything in the naked eye and perception seemed to be a broken mirror, starting a wanton surging journey.

Ye Chuxiao's move seemed violent.

In fact, it was a bit too forceful.

Between one strike, the abilities of Huijing, Nengjing, and Yijing to enter the Wuding Realm were all mobilized.

It was as if there were no reservations at all.

In such a battle, it was like going all out from the very beginning, not leaving any trump cards, and rushing out wildly.

It was actively exposing flaws.

No matter how determined Xiao Chi was, he would not be able to help but probe a hand.

Sure enough, just as Ye Chuxiao was driving the water giant and bombing wildly.

A wisp of sword energy that had completely merged into the nature of heaven and earth pierced Ye Chuxiao's head, heading straight for the Lingtai, from the space between existence and non-existence, intention and unintentional.

The swordsman did not rely on speed.

But 'disappearance'.

Using a powerful will to change the heaven and earth's 'perception' of him.

In this perception, Xiao Chi had disappeared.

Of course, the sword of a disappeared person could not be seen or perceived.

This sword seemed fierce.

In fact, it was intent.

Temporarily placing my intent above the will of heaven.

It was a more advanced and higher-level usage of the Yijing Realm.

Ye Chuxiao had three types of Wuding, and his spiritual awareness was already at a mysterious and mysterious level.

He naturally noticed it at this time, but he did not dodge.

Instead, he took a step back, turned around, and raised his blade.

Sure enough, the sword that stabbed from behind Ye Chuxiao disappeared as if illusory.

What replaced it was a blow from the side.

This was a double deception.

While Xiao Chi was overwhelming the will of heaven, he was also distorting Ye Chuxiao's perception with his own intent.

Transferring his perception from his side to behind him.

From the perspective of Yijing Wuding, Ye Chuxiao was indeed still weaker.

But Ye Chuxiao was also a Huijing Wuding, and was good at collecting information.

In an instant, he calculated the true direction of Xiao Chi's attack.

He did not choose to believe his intuition, but trusted his judgment.

He turned sideways and slashed down fiercely.

The blade and the sword did not collide on the same trajectory, but were staggered parallel to each other.

Ye Chuxiao's body dissipated like foam.

But Xiao Chi fell out of the void, and a piece of his clothes was torn.

*Boom!*

Lightning struck the water surface, and the strong wind was just a backstage decoration at this moment.

Xiao Chi's eyes shone with boundless light like bright lamps.

The illusory sword shape in his hand began to slowly solidify.

The white dragon struggled and rolled in the water waves.

This was a natural muscle and nerve twitch. No matter how strong Yuan Jia's endurance was, he could not bear it at all.

Inviting a god!

Ye Chuxiao used the convenience Tang Sudong gave him for the second time.

"Please trap his intent within three feet temporarily!" Ye Chuxiao issued an order.

The will of heaven or Tang Sudong still only gave a vague response.

A moment later, Xiao Chi's tyrannical will was temporarily bound and could not expand at will.

Ye Chuxiao raised his blade and laid down layers of blade nets, like a prison, sealing him off.

At the same time, Ye Chuxiao launched the means he had prepared long ago.

The net that spread to hundreds of millions of miles of mountains and rivers exerted force from both the front and the back.

For Ye Chuxiao, he did not need to borrow any nine stone dragons and altars at all.

He... was the eye of the formation!

He was the starting point of all 'nets'.

The Yuanyang set was the core 'processor' hidden by Ye Chuxiao.

When Ye Chuxiao wanted to close the net, the internal Yuanyang and the external mountain and river net crazily overlapped and advanced under the action of Ye Chuxiao's intent.

At the same time, ten strands of Dao rhythm were digested and absorbed.

Dao rhythm!

Adding points!

Yijing Wuding, directly entering the realm of transforming into the Dao.

Ye Chuxiao wanted to refine the heaven and earth in front of Xiao Chi's face.

He wanted to force out all of Xiao Chi's hidden trump cards.

If not, with Xiao Chi's abilities, Ye Chuxiao would never be able to figure out how many identities he still had.

As long as Xiao Chi's existence was not cleaned up and eliminated, this entanglement would become endless.

Therefore, Ye Chuxiao took a dangerous move.

When the overall situation was still very favorable to him, he thoroughly forced Xiao Chi out!