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Divine Continent, Anlan Prefecture, Chanfeng Spirit dicine Garden.

The autumn wind rustled, carrying the scent of dicine throughout the garden. Large swathes of seven-colored brocade orchids swayed with the breeze, like brilliant rainbows reflecting on the spirit peak, creating a breathtaking scene.

As evening approached, one by one, dicine farrs descended from Chanfeng Mountain, carrying dicine baskets on their backs. They varied in age, but all showed signs of exhaustion.

Before long, the dicine farrs gathered at the foot of the mountain and gradually ford several small groups.

Lin Daqi leaned against a pine tree by the roadside, looking amused as he spoke to an old man in a reddish-brown robe with white hair standing a few steps away, "Old Liu, you need to turn in ten dou of Dining Mist Orchid Dew this month. You better hurry up. If you can’t complete the task again, the manager might kick you off the mountain."

The old man in the reddish-brown robe carefully set down his basket, then hamred his sore waist with a look of resignation on his face.

"No need for Brother Lin’s concern. I started an hour early a few days ago, so it should be enough for this month," the old man turned his head to look at Lin Daqi, his eyes a bit cloudy.

Hearing this, Lin Daqi was montarily surprised, then stood up straight, walking quickly behind Old Liu, and began rifling through the basket right in front of everyone.

"Hey, hey, Brother Lin, stop!" Old Liu hurriedly rushed forward to try to stop Lin Daqi’s actions.

But being old and frail, with cultivation only at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer, he couldn’t compare to a man at Qi Refining Perfection.

"Get lost!"

Lin Daqi’s arms glowed red as he pushed Old Liu two zhang away, arrogantly shouting, "You still owe two bottles of Yunyuan Pill. If I find so Jade Dew to serve as interest, what’s wrong with that?"

Their conflict imdiately attracted the surrounding dicine farrs, who eagerly watched the spectacle.

The Chanfeng dicine Garden stretches for a hundred miles, with nearly a hundred dicine farrs stationed here year-round. Lin Daqi, who reached Qi Refining Perfection long ago, was a well-known "character" among them, often bullying others and secretly engaging in usury and smuggling of spiritual dicine.

Everyone knew Lin Daqi was just a front; his real backing was Mr. Zhao, the Chief of Chanfeng.

Seeing Old Liu suddenly "froze" in place, Lin Daqi beca even more arrogant.

His gaze coldly scanned the area, causing nearby dicine farrs to turn their heads, not daring to et his eyes.

Satisfied with their reaction, Lin Daqi finally retracted his gaze, leaned down, and picked up a fist-sized White Jade Purifying Bottle from the basket.

He weighed the Jade Purifying Bottle in his hands, then smirked, saying, "Not bad! It’s almost a dou. Old Liu, you’re... quite diligent—"

Before he could finish the sentence, Lin Daqi’s face suddenly showed an expression of extre shock, and he instantly froze.

The next mont, a cold wind gently brushed over his body, and his entire being suddenly disintegrated, his clothes and flesh all turning into a cloud of green smoke, blown away by the wind.

In nearly the blink of an eye, a living person had mysteriously died in full view of everyone, and in such a bizarre manner!

The group of dicine farrs were left dumbfounded, panicking instantly.

Soon after, soone quickly noticed Old Liu’s "unusual" behavior.

"Old Liu... you... demon monk!" exclaid the nearest person, almost speechless with shock, having witnessed Old Liu transform from an old hunchback with white hair into a gray-robed old monk with a kind face and a shiny bald head in the blink of an eye.

"Infinite Saint Ancestor, all beings suffer, only I am self-free in Joy Heaven!" The gray-robed old monk clasped his hands together, slowly chanting.

Before he finished speaking, a realm of Paradise appeared out of thin air, and in an instant, the group of dicine farrs were inside that realm.

As their figures slowly disappeared, a majestic and lodious immortal music suddenly echoed from the depths of the void. The seven-colored brocade orchids on the mountain blood simultaneously, and rainbows spanned the sky, a rich fragrance perating, spreading hundreds of miles in an instant.

At this mont, the gray-robed old monk rose into the air, countless rainbows gathering under his feet to form seven-colored lotus flowers.

Before the seven-colored lotus could dissipate, the gray-robed old monk stepped into the void and vanished without a trace.

...

In Near Heaven, the stellar river shone brilliantly, with galaxies forming different star nebulae, occupying various regions of the Universe, each emitting its unique radiance.

At this mont, in a quiet void near the Five Elents Cave Heaven, a gray-robed old monk suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

The Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord shook his monk robe, looking up towards the Five Elents Cave Heaven, separated by billions of miles, his eyes suddenly reflecting countless radiant Spirit chanisms, and a brilliant "heaven and earth."

Under the invisible force, the myriad Spirit chanisms gradually converged into a colorful Light Sea, continuously pouring into the Five Elents Cave Heaven, eventually forming a rare celestial phenonon.

The Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord observed for a mont and quickly changed his previous thoughts.

The gray-robed old monk clasped his hands together and solemnly chanted, "Infinite Saint Ancestor! This humble monk from Self-free Heaven requests to see Mixed Elent Daoist."

At the mont when the Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord released his aura, the true form within the Five Elents Cave Heaven imdiately felt it.

When the Zizai Heavenly Demon Lord extended the invitation to et, Avatar Dongzhenzi had already flown out of the Cave Heaven and arrived before the Demon Lord.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate! This poor Taoist from elsewhere has nothing to do with your Self-free Heaven. What brings you here without reason today?" With a solemn expression, Dongzhenzi coldly spoke.

At the level of a Tribulation Crossing Venerable, the division between righteous and demonic sects had long ceased to exist.

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