Chapter 1 Daotai and Guillotine

The Daotai (platform) was mottled, with what appeared to be bloodstains on the surface.

The guillotine was dark red, not bright, and seemed to have a dull edge.

There was no hint of killing intent leaking out, but the bodies of the four masters, including Zheng Longqiu and Mo Changfa, all stiffened. A heart-piercing, soul-condensing indifference enveloped them.

Move, and you die!

An extremely strong thought instantly filled their minds, so intense that they could barely breathe.

Yuan Yang?

Who is Yuan Yang?

Where did this dragon crossing the river come from?

Zheng Longqiu and the others were horrified.

Except for Mo Changfa of the Myriad Dharma Tower, they had no idea that this terrifying master was the same person who had killed Lin Yanbai.

"This, how is this possible?"

Mo Changfa's heart was in his throat, trembling slightly.

He knew the name 'Yuan Yang,' but the Yuan Yang he knew could not possibly be so strong!

But he had a hunch that this 'Yuan Yang' was the same person who killed Lin Yanbai and caused Lin Yanlong to descend the mountain!

But how could this be? If this person was so powerful, how could the Sect Leader let Lin Yanlong down the mountain?

The area shrouded in starlight was deathly silent.

Lan Shuixian, watching Feng Changming fall into the dust, was deeply shocked.

Of all the experts who had come this time, he was most familiar with Feng Changming, the number one true disciple of the Taiyi Sect two hundred years ago.

Feng Changming was personally accepted as a disciple by the Supreme Elder of the Taiyi Sect. He had extraordinary talent and amazing comprehension. He was incredibly compatible with the Taiyi Sect's 'Extinguishing Dao and Slaying Immortal Sword' true form. His killing power was top-notch among generations of true disciples.

Now...

Mo Baobao, Peng Shiliu, Fa Wushe, and the rogue cultivators all over Qian Mountain were all shocked by this scene.

Even though they weren't directly facing him, their hearts were filled with a chill. Their hearts and lungs felt cold, and their souls were frozen, as if they were under a petrification spell, unable to move.

Looking up again, at the white-haired youth surrounded by starlight, they could vaguely sense a vast and unyielding aura, a domineering air of being the sole ruler of this world.

Hu hu~

An Qisheng gently touched his brow, pinched off a wisp of coldness left by Feng Changming's sword qi, and flicked it away into the wind.

He wasn't really one year old.

Having walked through two lifetimes and countless worlds, even without counting the years of cultivation in dreams, few people present were older than him.

If he counted the time spent cultivating in his own or others' dreams, then even Zheng Longqiu, the oldest person present, was just a younger brother in comparison.

"You..."

Zheng Longqiu's expression was grave, and he opened his mouth to speak.

"There's no need for threats or inducements."

An Qisheng was impatient to hear what he had to say. It would be nothing more than how great his sect was, and what the consequences would be.

But he always thought three times before acting, and never did anything he would regret.

Immediately, he waved his sleeve, and the stars shifted, the starry sky hanging down like a curtain to cover everything.

Hua la la~

The starry sky fell, the starlight was like a tide, engulfing the clouds and air, enveloping Zheng Longqiu, Feng Changming, Mo Changfa, and the others.

"What does this have to do with me?! I didn't even attack you!"

Peng Shiliu was terrified and turned to flee, but he was already seriously injured and dying. Even though the Golden-Winged Great Peng had the fastest speed in the world, how could he escape?

As soon as he turned around and hadn't fled a hundred miles, he was engulfed by the rolling river of starlight, extinguishing all his struggles and words.

"Damn it!"

Peng Shiliu spat out a mouthful of blood in anger.

He felt that the worst decision he had ever made in his life was to come to Qian Mountain, to be seriously injured by the Sumeru Golden Mountain, to have his spiritual treasure pierced by the aura of the Supreme, and almost shaken to death.

Now, he was being targeted for no reason.

Hu hu~

The river of starlight submerged everything, enveloping everything, but in an instant, it had already soared into the sky. The滔滔 sound reverberated throughout the universe and had already disappeared into An Qisheng's wide sleeves.

Hong long~

The starry sky disappeared, and the boundless airflow that had been squeezed out by the starry sky then rushed back, the狂风 blowing up endless dust, like a dust screen covering the huge abyss where Qian Mountain originally stood.

Hu hu~

In the狂风, Lan Shuixian waved his sleeves to disperse the heavy smoke and dust. Looking up again, An Qisheng had already disappeared.

Only a faint voice, which was not dispersed by the raging狂风 and air waves, echoed in the long sky and in the ears of many people:

"The kidnapper is Yuan Yang."

Kidnapped?

Some rogue cultivators were dumbfounded and didn't know what to say.

People from major sects might not be untouchable, and individual defeats would not necessarily lead to the sect's intervention, but defeating and suppressing were two completely different concepts.

......

Feng Changming, a true disciple of the Taiyi Sect, Mo Changfa, an elder of the Myriad Dharma Tower, Zheng Longqiu, an elder of Jingyang Mountain, Fa Wu灭, an elder of the Extinguishing Emotion Dao... along with more than ten experts from the four major sects, were all suppressed and captured!

This news, like a hurricane, swept through the Heavenly Cauldron Kingdom and even the entire Eastern Continent's cultivation world, shocking countless large and small sects, and rogue cultivators.

Even some ordinary people with good information were shocked and horrified when they learned of this news.

In the Eastern Continent, hundreds of countries, and living beings counted in 京兆, many large sects oppressed the countries. The status of an inner disciple could be compared to the monarch of an ordinary dynasty, and their position was extremely high.

Let alone true disciples and elders.

Such figures were simply unattainable big shots in the eyes of most ordinary people and rogue cultivators!

Such giants, whose words could make emperors and generals tremble, were suppressed and kidnapped like packages!

How could this not shock and horrify people?

"Yuan Yang? Who is this person? Does my Eastern Continent have such an expert? Could it be a dragon crossing the river from outside the Eastern Continent? The elders of the major sects are all experts in the Tiangang and Myriad Dharma realms. Could that person already be a Da Neng (great power)?"

"Extinguishing Emotion Dao, Taiyi Sect, Jingyang Mountain, Myriad Dharma Tower, Refining Dharma Platform, Li Luan Nunnery, Heavenly Tome Academy,凌天宗, Evil Extremity Mountain, Vacuum Dao, my Eastern Continent's ten major sects, he has offended nearly half of them!"

"Who exactly is this Yuan Yang, where did he get such胆子 (courage)?"

"The major sects will probably not let go of someone who provokes them like this. No matter who this person is, he is doomed!"

......

The small sects and rogue cultivators of the Eastern Continent were discussing and excitedly gossiping.

After the grudges between the Heavenly Cauldron Emperor and the Leaving Heaven Holy Land, it had been more than a thousand years since anyone had dared to provoke the major sects. Let alone challenging four at once!

Some even speculated that if the experts from the other sects had not been too far away and late, they might have been captured as well!

"It is said that people from the three great Holy Lands have appeared, suspected of pursuing this person's whereabouts! I heard that the stone tablet left by the Supreme was taken away by this person!"

Some well-informed people had also inquired about major secrets.

The countries were shaken, and the Eastern Continent was boiling.

Regardless of whether anyone was optimistic about him, the name of Yuan Yang had already resounded throughout the Eastern Continent in the first instant and was known by countless cultivators.

There were countless ways to become famous in the world, but the most recognized and fastest way was to step on the shoulders of predecessors to rise to power. Challenging the four major sects naturally caused countless people to be shocked.

Even more people were secretly deducing and searching for information about An Qisheng.

......

Hong long!

Like thunder exploding.

The air surged, and blood qi was like a tide.

Lin Yanlong's whole body radiated golden light, and blood qi sprayed out from his pores like a tide. With each step, it seemed that dragon roars and tiger howls followed. His fighting spirit was澎湃 (vigorous), and his sword light was like a sea:

"Wu Er, you deserve to die!"

Hong long!

A shocking collision, the earth cracked and the mountains shook.

"The Battle King Body is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately your skills are too shallow. You haven't mastered the Myriad Dharma Tower's 'Dragon Slaying Technique'!"

Wu Erlang's cloak danced wildly, and the Fang Tian Hua Ji (halberd) rose into the air for a moment, and then slammed down heavily: "You want to die, and I will grant you your wish!"

The two looked at each other, their expressions cold.

Lin Yanlong came in anger and attacked mercilessly. The black dragon-patterned robe fluttered in the wind, and the pure cyan divine sword evolved countless killing techniques.

In collision after collision, he did not fall into a disadvantage.

Wu Erlang was furious and attacked even more mercilessly. The Fang Tian Hua Ji狂击 (violently struck) across the sky, and his blood qi surged as if to burn the sky. His momentum was immense.

The two of them had been at odds for a long time, and they fought with real fire as soon as they started.

Under the rampage of the aftershock, they shattered piece after piece of mountains and forests, tore apart layers of clouds, fighting from the ground to the sky, and from the sky back to the ground.

The ferocity of their power made the beasts and fierce beasts in the surrounding mountains and forests tremble and dare not show their heads.

Xiu xiu~

After a long time, just as the two were fighting fiercely, their hearts moved, and they each took a step back. They saw two flying swords explode in the air.

The voices of the elders of their respective sects came from the spiritual light.

"Yuan Yang?!"

Hearing the voices, the expressions of the two changed. Lin Yanlong's killing intent boiled, but Wu Erlang's face was astonished.

"Elder Fang, is the Yuan Yang you are talking about really the Yuan Yang who killed Lin Yanbai?"

Wu Er's eyes narrowed, a little doubtful.

It had only been a little over half a month since he went to kill Lin Yanbai. He remembered that the white-haired old man was powerful at the time, but he was only about the same as himself.

In just half a month, he could suppress and capture more than ten Myriad Dharma realm experts from the four major sects?

How is this possible?!

"Erlang, regardless of grievances, stop for now. Since Lin Yanbai was killed by that madman, why do you have to take the blame?"

Elder Fang of Jingyang Mountain's domineering voice came from the spiritual light:

"Whether you return to the mountain or go to Heavenly Pride City, don't fight Lin Yanlong before the Zhū Wáng tái (platform of kings) opens!"

Listening to the reprimand of his own punishment elder, Lin Yanlong's face was uncertain.

"Yuan Yang..."

He took a deep breath, sheathed his divine sword, and without saying much, he disappeared into the long sky: "Wu Er, on the fēng wáng tái (platform of sealing kings), let's have a final battle!"

Chi~

The Fang Tian Hua Ji划破 (cut through) the ground. Wu Erlang picked his ears and suddenly smiled: "Battle King Body, that's all it is."

Hu~

As his cloak fluttered, he carried the Fang Tian Hua Ji through the jungle and disappeared.

Only his voice echoed in the breeze:

"Yuan Yang, Yuan Yang... what kind of deity are you?"

......

Hu hu~

The night wind blew, and the branches swayed.

Yuan Duxiu sat quietly on the mountain top, holding the information collected by Yu Qianshan, looking at it carefully.

Since leaving Lan Shui City, he had encountered more than one assassination attempt, but under the guidance of 'Senior Left Hand,' he had escaped death time and time again, and even counter-killed several times.

At this time, the pursuers had been thrown far behind him.

"Offending the four major sects at once, suppressing more than ten Tiangang and Myriad Dharma experts, this person is really amazing..."

Yuan Duxiu shook his hand, and the letter turned into ashes.

Under the night, his face was somewhat uncertain: "It's just Yuan Yang... it shouldn't be, I must be overthinking it."

After thinking for a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Although that person's name was exactly the same as the one his parents gave his younger brother, there were countless people in the world with the same name and surname. It was impossible to make a fuss just because the names were the same.

He knew that his younger brother had the 숙혜 (innate wisdom), and his talent and comprehension were unparalleled. He crushed himself in the cultivation of true forms, but he was too young.

How could he suppress more than ten Myriad Dharma realm giants?

That's the Myriad Dharma realm!

"Senior Left Hand, where do you say I should go next?"

Putting down his thoughts, Yuan Duxiu slowly exhaled and asked in his heart.

The dozens of life-and-death battles along the way had made him less skeptical of this senior hidden in his left hand.

"You already have a plan, so why ask me?"

Mu Longcheng naturally also saw the information on the letter. Unlike Yuan Duxiu, he was 100% sure that 'Yuan Yang' was An Qisheng!

Even, he was the person behind this 'Infinite Cave Heaven, Reincarnation Blessed Land.'

"I do have a plan."

Yuan Duxiu slowly closed his eyes, his killing intent hidden: "Senior is right, things in this world should be repaid with a tooth for a tooth, and an eye for an eye...

He destroyed my entire family, so I will kill his entire family.

This is very fair."

Mu Longcheng nodded in his heart. Unlike Sa Wuling, who was originally timid and weak, Yuan Duxiu was much more ruthless.

He didn't need to say much about many things.

However, he was still a little inexperienced.

"Lin Yanbai is a true 万法 (myriad dharma) disciple. If you kill his entire family, it will inevitably lead to interference. Killing him will lead to the Myriad Dharma Tower. It will be too much trouble to kill back and forth like this..."

Mu Longcheng slowly opened his mouth.

"The Yuan family still has my younger brother, let me end all hatred! Although my younger brother is stronger than me..."

Yuan Duxiu's expression was calm:

"But I am the older brother."

"... I have a better way."

Mu Longcheng automatically skipped Yuan Duxiu's self-pity and put forward his own suggestion:

"You can join the Myriad Dharma Tower..."