Chapter 193 Please Teach Me

"Hmm?"

Yang Jian raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised.

Qiao Da Mo nodded again, his expression solemn and calm: "Shishu, this disciple doesn't just dare to reason with ordinary people..."

As his voice faded, Qiao Da Mo stepped forward.

"You?"

Yang Jian chuckled and shook his head after a moment of stunned silence. Only now did he realize that this kid had always remembered him saying he only dared to reason with ordinary people.

He had wanted to see how the boy would react, but seeing his decisiveness, he shook his head and urged his horse forward.

Of course, he knew that his Shizhi was a genius, with an understanding and aptitude no less than his own. However, that old Daoist was no ordinary person...

As thoughts arose in his mind, he couldn't help but look back at Da Zhou, pondering something.

Buzz~

In the dim world, a light suddenly burst forth, like the dawn's first light. Seemingly weak, it illuminated the world.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly as he watched Qiao Da Mo soar into the sky. In that instant, beams of extremely brilliant divine light erupted from every pore of his body.

At first, it was as faint as the morning light, but in the blink of an eye, it was like the sun rising in the sky!

"Hmm?!"

Beneath the long sky, Meng Tong and the others, seeing someone taking flight, wanted to shout a reprimand, but a chill suddenly ran through their hearts.

They couldn't help but look back.

They saw a strikingly handsome young man riding a horse across the mountains and forests, unhurriedly wiping a saber as tall as a man.

His cold gaze swept over them.

A chill went through everyone's hearts. They felt that the eyes contained the most terrifying power in the world, and for a moment, they stood rooted to the spot.

"This kid..."

Yang Jian wiped the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade in his palm, casually glancing over the many Yuanshen Daoists, but in reality, he was focused on the long sky, ready to strike at any moment.

Since cultivating the ‘Manifestation Saint True Lord’ deity, this was the first time he had felt such a powerful threat.

This old Daoist...

Rumble!

Above the long sky, thunder dragons roared and thunder seas churned.

The old Daoist stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly sensing something as he lowered his eyes to look down. He saw a sphere of light rising from afar, its brilliance soaring straight to the heavens.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

He couldn't help but chuckle:

"A mere child ascends to the sky, what is your intention?"

Whoosh!

Qiao Da Mo ascended to the long sky, standing beneath the sea of thunder, neither sad nor happy. He simply put his palms together and said, "I wish to ask the old Daoist to cease."

"Cease?"

The old Daoist smiled wryly: "And what makes you think I would?"

"Daoist is not young, surely you have experienced the myriad aspects of the world and know that nothing is more precious than life..."

The old Daoist smiled, but Qiao Da Mo sighed: "A single thought can cause corpses to float for thousands of miles. Does Daoist really have no hesitation?

Such slaughter, is Daoist not afraid of offending the heavens?"

He could clearly see that there was no joy in the old Daoist's eyes, only bone-chilling indifference.

He had seen too many similar gazes in the past hundreds of years, from kings and dukes to giants of various sects, all were the same.

He had thought this Daoist might be an exception because, in his memory, this old Daoist was one of the most outstanding nine of the Daoist sect.

Alas…

"Offending the heavens?"

The old Daoist looked at Qiao Da Mo with a smile that was not a smile:

"Since you know that the heavens give birth to all things, why do you cultivate this heretical Dao against the heavens? This venerable one is executing heavenly punishment on behalf of the heavens, how could I offend the heavens?"

Looking at the simple and honest child stepping into the sky, the old Daoist felt a slight ripple in his heart.

Although his face and aura were not similar in the slightest, he couldn't help but think of tens of thousands of years ago.

That youth who held ancient scrolls in his hands, was extremely tall, and loved to reason with people.

Unfortunately, he was dead.

"The heavens give birth to all things, birth, old age, sickness, and death, this is the Heavenly Dao. All unjust deaths and wanton killings will ultimately bear fruit..."

Qiao Da Mo put his palms together, his expression wooden: "People have good and evil, the Dao has no obedience or defiance. All Daoist methods are comprehended from the heavens and earth, how can there be defiance of the heavens?"

"Hahaha~~~"

These words seemed to be greatly beyond the old Daoist's expectations. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed loudly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world:

"You are only eight hundred years old, your Yuanshen has no traces of past lives, and you have never even left Nanzhan..."

The old Daoist stood with his hands behind his back, letting the wind blow his Daoist robe, calm and indifferent:

"A mere ant dares to discuss the Heavenly Dao with this venerable one?"

Rumble~

With a light reprimand, it was as if the heavens were angered. Boundless thunder and fire suddenly erupted from the sea of thunder, illuminating the firmament.

"Roar!"

On the ground, the dragon horse raised its head uneasily and let out a long neigh. Yang Jian held his saber horizontally in one hand, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

At this moment, the old Daoist's aura had disappeared from his senses, or rather, his aura had merged with the heavens and earth behind him.

Buzz~

The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade trembled, like a resurrected true dragon raising its head, seemingly feeling the immense pressure as well, letting out a low roar.

"The heavens are not one person's heavens, the Dao is not one person's Dao, you can speak of it, so why can't I?"

Those watching from afar were already swaying, and Qiao Da Mo, bearing the brunt of it all, naturally endured unimaginable pressure. However, he seemed not to notice as he put his palms together and slowly closed his eyes.

Whoosh!

As he closed his eyes, wisps of wisdom light steamed behind him, turning into rings of light that spread rapidly up and down, centered on him.

In just a few moments, it was like a standing great wall, horizontally blocking the heavens and earth, before the rolling sea of thunder and the滔天巨浪.

In an instant, the sea of thunder roared.

The momentum was vast and earth-shattering.

Even Yang Jian and the many Yuanshen Daoists restrained by him couldn't help but look up, their expressions changing in surprise.

At this moment, the heavens and earth seemed to be cleaved into two distinct halves by a heavenly saber. One side was filled with brilliant wisdom light, like many suns hanging in the sky.

The other side was like an ocean of thunder, with giant waves like a celestial river, connecting the sky and the earth. Although there was no collision, the momentum was already unimaginably terrifying.

What was it just them?

Haizhou, Nantian Dao, Tongshan Dao... The coastline of Da Zhou stretching across hundreds of millions of miles, the countless cities nestled within, and even those who were alarmed by the previous sea of thunder in the more distant places.

All were horrified.

The rolling sea of thunder could still be said to be a change in the celestial phenomena, and the滔天巨浪 could also be said to be a tsunami.

But at this moment, even ordinary people who did not understand cultivation could see that this was clearly a great cultivator with great divine powers and transformation immortal techniques.

Confronting each other before the ocean!

This was not a natural disaster, but in the eyes of many, it was even more terrifying than any natural disaster.

This was the collapse of the heavens!

Natural disasters could be avoided, but the collapse of the heavens could not be escaped!

"Good, good, good! To have cultivated to such a realm at such a young age, you are very good, even better than I thought! In this Da Dao Ji, there is no one in the Daoist sect who can compare to you..."

Seeing the wisdom light like a waterfall and the sun, the old Daoist's gaze also lit up: "Discard your heretical practices, and this venerable one can allow your soul to be reincarnated."

His tone contained surprise and praise, but mostly regret.

It was as if he regretted that such an outstanding person had embarked on a path of certain death.

Just like that amazing and talented youth back then…

Whoosh!

As if a great sun was hanging behind his head, Qiao Da Mo bowed slightly, his voice calm and firm:

"Please, Daoist, enlighten me!"

"You are a beauty, why be a thief? Pity, pity!"

As he spoke, the old Daoist flicked his finger, and a beam of divine light vibrated and oscillated, triggering the rolling thunder in the sea of thunder, turning into thousands of thunder dragons roaring down:

"If there is an afterlife, may you not go astray!"

Rumble!

The sea of thunder roared, and countless terrifying thunder lights had already crisscrossed and filled the entire sky.

In an instant, everyone who gazed at the sea of thunder only felt a flash before their eyes, followed by darkness. They only felt a tingling and numbness from the inside out, as if they had been struck by lightning.

Buzz!

Lightning was already the extreme speed of the heavens and earth, but under the old Daoist's finger, it seemed to transcend mortal cognition, even breaking through the limitations of the world and space.

In just an instant.

Qiao Da Mo, who was enveloped in the boundless wisdom light, was completely submerged!

Rumble!

In the next instant, there was a deafening thunder explosion.

Haizhou, Nantian Dao, and even more distant territories, tens of millions of cities all shook together.

The boundless terrifying thunder explosion, in an instant, resounded through the sky, audible for hundreds of millions of miles.

Even transcending the limitations of the medium, spreading to the entire Nanzhan continent, even to the four continents, the four seas, and beyond the heavens!

When thunder moves, the heavens and earth are alarmed!

At this moment, all the 'Qi Refiners' who practiced the 'New Cultivation' throughout the world felt a tingling and numbness in their hearts, and looked up in horror.

They only felt that there was an extremely terrifying existence in the void that had completely locked onto them, and a slight sense of it was like being struck by lightning!

"This is the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lightning of the Divine Firmament Lightning Method?! Could this old Daoist be..."

Seeing the sea of thunder flowing down, Yang Jian's pupils shrank, his fingers tightened, and he couldn't help but raise the divine saber in his palm:

"Xuanxiao?!"

According to legend, in the ancient beginning, the sages preached in the great world.

Among them, the Heavenly Saint was the most noble, as he did not accept the ten directions and five categories, and even detested the mixture of the earth. Therefore, he used great divine powers to capture the thunderous aura of the heavens and earth.

Transforming it into nine innate Thunder Gods who were born but never died!

These were the nine venerables of the Daoist sect: Chixiao, Bixiao, Qingxiao, Xuanxiao, Jiangxiao, Jinxiao, Zixiao, Lianxiao, and Jinxiao!

If the Daoist sect was the supreme of all Daos and sects, then the Nine Xiaos were the supreme of the Daoist sect!

And this Xuanxiao old Daoist, second only to Chixiao, Bixiao, and Qingxiao, was the fourth among the nine venerables of the Daoist sect. He was a truly legendary figure!

It was said that in ancient times, he had used a single Nine Heavens Mysterious Lightning to wipe out a great race that had hundreds of millions of living beings in Jingzhao and had footprints throughout the starry sky and thousands of stars.

Completely erased from the world!

Whoosh!

Yang Jian moved slightly, and the Yuanshen Daoists like Meng Tong beneath the long sky also recovered from their shock and stepped forward one after another.

They locked onto Yang Jian.

At the same time, ripples rippled in various parts of the long sky, and Daoists with different auras, but all very powerful, also stepped out.

Some were silent, some sneered, some were calm, some were puzzled, and some had murderous intentions hidden.

They held many exotic treasures and divine weapons and stood in all directions, vaguely forming an extremely complex and mysterious great formation, shrouding Yang Jian within the formation.

"The Ancestor's 'Profound Heaven Nine Transformations Evolving Heaven Method' has the mystery of peeking into the future and will never be wrong. But..."

A Daoist in green clothes glanced at Yang Jian, somewhat surprised: "The Ancestor asked us to set up this 'Upholding Heaven Battle Formation' just for such a pretty boy?"

"You said this formation..."

The tip of the saber pointed to the ground, Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, and a hint of indescribable light appeared in his eyes: "What's it called?"