Upon hearing that Ning Fan was in trouble, Ancestor Leize’s complexion changed dramatically.
At this mont, Stone Chamber Mountain saw four streams of pure Qi soaring into the sky, accompanied by boundless turbid Qi awakening like Earth Dragons, rolling onward. The pure Qi and turbid Qi intertwined within the small world of Stone Chamber Mountain, and each collision between them erupted with cot-like roars; great Dao patterns erged between heaven and earth, collapsing amidst the roars; an inexplicable fragrance wafted through the heavens.
"Not good! The small world of Stone Chamber Mountain is collapsing. Little Uncle-Master must be involved in this collapse and has been hurt!"
Without further ado, Ancestor Leize disregarded Master Pure Yang and Fish Master, swiftly flew away, intending to delve into Stone Chamber Mountain.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the range of Stone Chamber Mountain, a purple palm print suddenly appeared in midair pressing down. This palm print seed to press directly upon the pulse of the Great Dao, intensifying the collapse within Stone Chamber Mountain, followed by tens of thousands of dao cracks with faint purple light tearing the heavens from three directions, assaulting Ancestor Leize.
"Daoist, beware!" Master Pure Yang and Fish Master shouted in alarm, yet they were still a step too late.
The speed at which those dao cracks tore forward was too fast; Ancestor Leize was utterly unable to evade them. He barely managed to slightly open his defenses before being struck, sent flying backward, while countless blood scars were torn all over his body.
"Hiss..."
Although the torn blood scars were rely minor injuries, Ancestor Leize was still so shocked that he gasped for breath. At the critical mont, he invoked the power of bestowal, precariously opened a wind wall of a thousand feet, thus managing to resist the vast majority of the collapse’s might. If his defense had been half a step slower, disaster would have befallen him!
"This purple palm print, could it be..."
Ancestor Leize faintly guessed, a profoundly ominous feeling rising in his heart.
Upon lifting his gaze, sure enough, from the collapsed sky of Stone Chamber Mountain, he saw three arrogant faces emitting purple light.
Damn it! Those were the faces of Heavenly Dao souls, directly appearing above the firmant, overlooking all beings, eyes filled with disdain!
Moreover, these were not ordinary Heavenly Dao souls, they were the exceedingly rare purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls within the Dreamland Realm!
Even more terrifying, the purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls ca in a group of three!
"I, Ginseng Immortal!"
"I, Ganoderma Immortal!"
"I, Velvet Antler Immortal!"
"By Heaven’s decree, the Immortal Emperor’s edict states: this realm’s Heavenly Dao is now under the control of our Dao soul three Immortals, this child is the prey of our Dao soul three Immortals. All unrelated individuals, leave! Those who ddle, kill!"
The three purple-faced beings roared in unison, their words infused with three streams of purple Heavenly might converging, sweeping across thirty thousand miles!
Under the impact of that purple Heavenly might, even the Northern Sea True Lord could not maintain his footing, directly sent flying across countless distances; the other old monsters here were likewise thrown far away by the sweep of the Heavenly might, unable to approach Stone Chamber Mountain anymore!
"What a terrifying pressure! This feeling, could it be a trace of the pressure left by that existence within this realm!" All the Quasi-Saints were astounded, for none except Saints could withstand such pressure, and certainly no one could brave this pressure to enter Stone Chamber Mountain!
It was because this was Heavenly might, and an extrely unique purple Heavenly might!
In the Purple Dou Illusion Realm, this purple Heavenly might held an extraordinarily unusual significance; the purple represented the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, which clearly no Second Step cultivator could resist!
These three Heavenly Dao souls before them were both purple-faced and capable of utilizing a trace of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor’s pressure, undoubtedly marking them as the legendary purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls! A special existence secretly feasting on the pressure of the Purple Dou Immortal Emperor, their status elevated above ordinary Heavenly Dao souls!
Historically, purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls had only appeared seven tis, each ti encountering a person who must be killed, hence their ergence! Notable among those attracted were Quasi-Saints, including even a Second-Grade Quasi-Saint, yet none had escaped the purple-faced soul’s wrath!
Today marked the eighth appearance of purple-faced Heavenly Dao souls, accompanied by three at once—a truly unprecedented event. The target of these purple-faced souls was undoubtedly Ning Fan. Thus arose the question, could Ning Fan survive against the three purple-faced souls? Everyone harbored doubts! Even Ancestor Leize, who had witnessed Ning Fan’s strength, was doubtful that Ning Fan could withstand the execution by the three purple-faced souls!
Northern Sea True Lord’s gaze was sinister, looking at the mighty thirty thousand miles of purple Heavenly might, seemingly in defiance, reaching out in an attempt to forcibly seize a wisp of purple Heavenly might and suppress it. The result was that, despite employing all his Taoist skills, he could only gather a hair-thin amount of Heavenly might in his hand.
Just a wisp of celestial might, held in one’s hand, feels as heavy as the heavens. This is not weight in the physical sense, but the weight of Dao! This is... the Reverse Saint Path of the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign!
It’s immovable, too heavy, too heavy...
Beihai True Lord refuses to believe this! Having reached the Second-Grade Quasi-Saint level in such a barren place as the Land of Dreams, he is naturally soone of high ambition and pride. He does not believe he would lose to an old fellow who has been dead for countless years, and he does not believe he can’t subdue even a trace of the opponent’s pressure. He is determined to achieve this!
"Rain Transformation Immortal!"
As Beihai True Lord mouthed incantations, the power of the Rain Master Title gathered at his palm, like a trickling rain, intending to dissolve that trace of Immortal Sovereign’s pressure.
The result was that he completely enraged that trace of pressure! Originally, this trace of Immortal Sovereign’s pressure had no desire to trouble all living beings, but Beihai True Lord had to court disaster, and thus that trace of pressure suddenly shook, transforming into a blazing violet fla!
If Ning Fan were present, he would surely recognize the aura of the violet fla, identical to the one within the Tianhuang Immortal Sect, all ford by the Divine Skills of the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign!
With the prowess of the Eye Orb Monster, when it invaded the Tianhuang Immortal Sect years ago to hunt Yin Mo, it couldn’t withstand the damage of the violet fla and had to escape cunningly. Now, as the violet fla has been angered by Beihai True Lord, it’s naturally going to bode ill for him.
The violet fla suddenly surged, and before Beihai True Lord could even react, the hand holding the fla was instantly burned to ash! Subsequently, the violet fla reverted to a wisp of violet celestial might and returned to the ranks of the thirty thousand li of violet aura.
Ah!
Beihai True Lord let out a miserable groan, his face ashen, with his heart thumping wildly.
At this mont, he regretted! He regretted his overestimation of his abilities and provocations of the supre presence of the Purple Mountain Dou Sea. Exiled in the Land of Dreams, he truly is just a frog at the bottom of a well. The gap between him and the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign is too vast; he cannot even overco a wisp of Immortal Sovereign pressure from soone who has been dead for countless years!
Through this test, Beihai True Lord has determined that indeed there are remnants of Immortal Sovereign’s power within this violet fla. If this violet fla wills it, anything it burns would not be able to recover through healing. Fortunately, this violet fla ultimately spared him...
"I must trouble Daoist Chang Sang for so healing!" Beihai True Lord extended his severed wrist and said to Chang Sang Daoist.
"This... the injury inflicted by an Immortal Sovereign, I am not confident..." Chang Sang Daoist, having witnessed the scene of Beihai True Lord being injured by the violet fla, replied with complete uncertainty.
"Rest assured, that wisp of celestial might bore no killing intent towards , so this injury is still treatable. At the level of the Fourth Step being, my provocation was not worth any anger, just like we Immortal Cultivators wouldn’t truly be angered by a gentle breeze, therefore, it still showed rcy."
"Very well, I will give it a try, but I can’t promise success. ’Three Sang Bloom!’
As Beihai True Lord ntioned, almost in the blink of an eye, Chang Sang Daoist healed Beihai True Lord’s injury.
Being able to restore his hand is indeed a fortunate event within the misfortune. Yet, due to this event, Beihai True Lord’s group develops a fear of that mysterious violet celestial might, and consequently, they dare not recklessly defy the three purple-faced Heavenly Dao Souls who command such violet might.
"It seems the three purple-faced souls wish to personally slay the brat Ning Fan, and do not desire our involvent. In that case, we should avoid opposing them and entangle ourselves in this. Even I have suffered under that violet celestial might, illustrating the might of those purple-faced souls. With these three souls present, Ning Fan is undoubtedly dood; all we need to do is monitor the blockade around the area and ensure this lad does not escape from the mountain," ordered Beihai True Lord.
"Indeed, indeed! That brat Ning Fan seems destined to die without a burial place today. All we need to do is to watch the situation evolve and we shall reap the benefits without needing to engage with those three purple-faced souls!" Chang Sang Daoist agreed.
"Dying without a burial is unacceptable! I am here to devour the Ancient God Bloodline of this lad; if this lad is reduced to ashes by the purple-faced souls, leaving the bloodline destroyed, wouldn’t I have co in vain?" Daidon Friend Shenzu voiced discontent.
"Daoist Friend, do not act rashly! Do you intend to seize his head and devour his bloodline before the purple-faced souls kill Ning Fan? That would be unwise! Unwise! Should you anger those three souls with such actions, and bring calamity upon yourself, we shall not accompany you!" Extre Ice Immortal was the first to dissent. Having once been a Purple Astral Immortal Cultivator, he deeply fears the existence of the purple-faced souls, preferring to face an Ancient Great Cultivator, rather than endure the hunts of the purple-faced souls, for with an Ancient Great Cultivator he still has a chance of survival, with the purple-faced souls, death is certain...
"Hmph! I understand the logic, and naturally won’t foolishly oppose those purple-faced souls, just harbor a bit of unwillingness," Daidon Friend Shenzu snorted coldly.
"Co to think of it, if this lad brings disaster upon himself and perishes, will the reward promised by Daoist Beihai still stand?" Earth Mansion Star Lord also frowned, focused on the reward promised to him by Beihai.
"Hehe, Daoist Friend Earth Mansion can rest assured, even if the brat Ning Fan is killed by the purple souls, I would not go back on my previous promise, ensuring none of you suffer a loss. As for the concern of Daoist Friend Shenzu... well, if you truly cannot devour the brat Ning Fan’s Ancient God Bloodline this trip, I shall prepare another generous gift for you, how about that?" Beihai True Lord comforted.
"That will have to suffice. I am just curious what the alternative gift would be..." The latter half of the sentence was transmitted telepathically by Daidon Friend Shenzu.
Beihai True Lord also responded with telepathy, revealing that the alternative gift was a treasure no lesser in value than the Ancient God Bloodline, which finally eased Daidon Friend Shenzu’s expression.
...
Due to the prior orders from the three Purple-faced Heavenly Dao Souls, Beihai True Lord and his companions dared not intervene in the extermination of Ning Fan, remaining as re observers, watching from the sidelines.
But this did not an Ning Fan’s situation had improved.
Leize, Pure Yang, and Fish Master all wore extraordinarily solemn expressions; they would rather have Ning Fan targeted by Beihai True Lord and others than by the Purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul.
The Purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul itself might not be incredibly terrifying, but the trouble lay in its consumption of the pressure from the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, making its divine skills exceptionally formidable. Even the proud Beihai True Lord lowered his haughty head in front of the Purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul, proving the severity of the matter...
A re trace of purple celestial might could injure Beihai True Lord; if thirty thousand miles of celestial might were to descend simultaneously, none among Leize’s group could be sure of surviving.
Facing the three Purple-faced Souls, Leize and others stood no chance of victory. The nurous Ancient Emperors of Stars brought by Ancestor Leize were also hesitant at this mont, lacking the courage to oppose the rampant purple energy stretching for thirty thousand miles. They dared to oppose Beihai True Lord, but to face the unbeatable power of an Immortal Emperor – that was another matter...
Fear of death is a common human trait. If it were for one’s own beliefs, these Ancient Emperors of Stars might not truly fear death; but to die for the sake of protecting the unfamiliar Ning Fan was sothing they were ultimately unwilling to do!
"Ancestor Leize! Your subordinates do not understand what relationship you have with that Ancient Great Cultivator Zhao Jian, but public is public, and private is private! We, as Ancient Emperors of Stars, are only willing to die for the Four Oceans Sect, not willing to oppose the Purple-faced Heavenly Dao Soul! If you insist on intervening, please forgive us for leaving first!"
"Please reconsider, Ancestor Leize!"
"These three Purple-faced Souls possess the power of the Immortal Emperor; seeing these three is like seeing the Immortal Emperor. We, as Masters of the Four Oceans Sect, revere the Immortal Emperor – how can we defy them!"
"Ancestor Leize, do not act impulsively! The grand edifice is crumbling, a single tree cannot support it; even if you wish to save, how could you be a match for those three Purple-faced Souls? Perhaps the Ancient Great Cultivator Zhao Jian will have a clever plan..."
"I have heard that Senior Zhao once saved countless Immortal Emperors in the primitive wild lands, but I was not among them. I owe him no karmic debt, nor have I any reason to die for him!"
The Ancient Emperors of Stars all advised against further intervention from Ancestor Leize, each seeking to withdraw, avoiding a complete catastrophe.
Seeing this situation, Ancestor Leize’s heart cooled by half; he wanted to berate these cowardly Ancient Emperors of Stars, but then thought, if he were helping an irrelevant outsider instead of his junior uncle, he too would surely withdraw. How could he bla these people...
"Fine, fine, you all may return. This is my matter, this is my junior uncle; you don’t need to save him, nor is it your place to save him. I will save him myself!"
Ancestor Leize sighed, waved his hand, and dismissed the Ancient Emperors of Stars.
The one targeted by the Purple-faced Souls was his junior uncle, so he naturally couldn’t ignore it, even if the opponents were the fearso Purple-faced Souls themselves! Otherwise, what face would he have to show Uncle-Master Hexx in the future! Speaking of which, if Uncle-Master Hexx were to intervene...
Ancestor Leize’s eyes brightened, seeing a glimr of hope to save Ning Fan. Without further hesitation, he decided to use a secret technique to send a ssage to the All-Knowing Elder residing in seclusion in the Light Clan forbidden ground.
Yet, just as he was about to send the ssage, the All-Knowing Elder seed to have seen through his intentions, directly transmitting his voice from the countless stars outside the forbidden ground of the Light Clan, into his ears!
"No need for ssaging, I’m watching! I want to see whether these ginseng and velvet antler rascals can harm my junior brother in the slightest! If they truly can injure Junior Brother Ning even a little, hehe, I shall overturn this Purple Mountain Dou Sea, slaughter everyone within it, and then kill my way back to the Real Realms, back in front of the bald old thief Hongjun! I’ll kill the earth, kill the heavens, and kill reincarnation! I shall kill and kill and kill! I will avenge my junior brother with blood and tears! Junior brother, junior brother, I apologize to you, I apologize..."
It’s over! Uncle-Master Hexx is going mad again! The madness hasn’t fully taken over yet, but if there’s the slightest accident with junior uncle, Uncle-Master Hexx will surely go completely insane, wreaking havoc in Purple Mountain Dou Sea!
Ancestor Leize suddenly wanted to cry but had no tears; now he wasn’t afraid of junior uncle being wounded by the Purple-faced Souls; he was worried nobody could restrain Uncle-Master Hexx’s madness! Compared to a mad Uncle-Master Hexx, the Purple-faced Souls were simply adorable infant babies, not frightening in the least!
"Forget it, forget relying on Uncle-Master Hexx for now. I’ll handle things myself and help junior uncle. Those Ancient Emperors of Stars did say one thing correctly; understanding junior uncle, having drawn these three Purple-faced Souls, he’s certainly prepared, not without a plan. Perhaps I can assist him from the side, maybe even repel these three Purple-faced Souls..."
Ancestor Leize exhaled deeply, secretly activating the power of bestowal, stepping on the realm’s wind, advancing towards the three Purple-faced Souls.
At the mont Ancestor Leize moved, Pure Yang and Fish Master also took action.
To Ancestor Leize’s shock, these two didn’t choose to leave like those Ancient Emperors of Stars; instead, they chose to join him in confronting the three Purple-faced Souls!
This is not logical!
This is so unscientific!
Ning Fan was his junior uncle, so he was willing to risk his life to save him. But what life-and-death relationship did these two have with Ning Fan? Why were they still willing to wade into this ss, were they not aware of the terror of those Purple-Faced Souls!
"Do you two have a life-and-death relationship with my junior uncle?!" In his agitation, Ancestor Leize finally voiced his inner doubts.
Upon hearing this, both Pure Yang and Fish Master were stunned, then exchanged glances and laughed heartily.
"Life-and-death relationship? Hahaha, Daoist, you are mistaken! I am a businessman, and I have no relationships with anyone, only with money. But even money can’t buy everything, and even I sotis want to ddle in affairs. But I am soone who dislikes leaving things unfinished. Since I’ve intervened in this matter, there’s no reason to withdraw halfway, otherwise how would I live up to the na of Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator! If I pay an irreparable price for this matter, then let Ning Daoist compensate well afterward! I only hope I can still be alive then, to thoroughly loot Ning Daoist..." Pure Yang Ancestral Master laughed heartily, neither ashad by the rcenary tone of his words nor afraid of facing death.
"Your words are great, ti to float a big drink for it! I once thought Lv Chunyang was a coward troubled by love, a timid man afraid of death. Seems I was wrong — you too are a great man, a true hero! There’s indeed no reason to retreat halfway in the path of righteousness, and since I’ve decided to repay it, no matter how scary the enemy like the Purple-Faced Heavenly Dao Soul is, I will still unsheathe my sword and confront them! Carry the long sword with the Qin bow, the body divided, but the heart remains unyielding!"
Shizz!
As a cold light rose to the sky, Fish Master had drawn his sword first, rushing towards one of the three Purple-Faced Souls.
No more words, only the determination to fight to the death, the motive not for any relationship but simply for one’s own principles!
"eting late, eting late indeed!"
Pure Yang Ancestral Master laughed aloud, stepping on a huge ancient coin as large as a grindstone, also rushing towards one of the three Purple-Faced Souls.
The kind of heroism in the face of death deeply infected Ancestor Leize. From Pure Yang and Fish Master, Ancestor Leize saw the shadows of countless Zidou martyrs. This was the true Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator, the true Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator!
Compared with these two, dying only for personal matters made him appear oh so small...
"Wind, co!"
Ancestor Leize let out a long cry and charged towards the last of the three Purple-Faced Souls.
While rushing ahead, he also paid attention to the internal situation of Stone Chamber Mountain, wanting to see if Ning Fan was hard or killed by the three Purple-Faced Souls.
Unfortunately, at this mont, the small world inside Stone Chamber Mountain was collapsing everywhere, with the two energies of purity and turbidity intertwining within heaven and earth, he couldn’t sense anything. His spirit sense couldn’t extend beyond a hundred feet before being crushed by the purple heavenly might.
He couldn’t sense Ning Fan’s life or death at all!
But he firmly believed that Ning Fan was still alive, still hiding sowhere within Stone Chamber Mountain, otherwise Uncle-Master Hexx would have already gone mad!
"Hmph! Ant, how bold, daring to oppose the heavens and hinder us from killing that rampant brat!"
The Dao Soul body of the Ginseng Immortal was struck out by Ancestor Leize, so angry his beard puffed and his eyes glared.
Such humiliation, such humiliation indeed! He, a dignified Purple-Faced Heavenly Dao Soul, held an exceptionally high status among the Heavenly Dao Souls, was actually struck out of his body by a master, stripped from the heavenly dao, it was truly too shaful!
The Ginseng Immortal, who was struck out of his body, took the form of a white-bearded elder Daoist, with the totem of the Divine Mountain Ginseng embroidered on his robe, his cultivation roughly equivalent to a quasi-saint of eleven thousand tribulations.
The Divine Mountain Ginseng was one of the Real Realms Dao Soul Clans, not an important clan. This Ginseng Immortal also wasn’t a key figure in the clan.
He had left his clan many years ago, trapped in the Zidou Illusion Realm, with no hope of returning to the Real Realms.
He secretly consud so of the pressure left in the Inner Heavenly Dao by the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, due to this reason, although his strength wasn’t prominent, he had full confidence in killing Ancestor Leize!
"Turns out you are rely a First Order Quasi-Saint, your cultivations aren’t as high as mine!" Ancestor Leize breathed a sigh of relief, as long as the Purple-Faced Soul before him didn’t surpass his cultivations, there might still be a fighting chance.
"Hahaha! To us Purple-Faced Heavenly Dao Souls, what is cultivation worth! This immortal doesn’t need any cultivation at all, just needs to summon the Zidou Heavenly Might, and it won’t take more than a hundred breaths to kill you!"
The Ginseng Immortal clasped his hands, began to cast spells, and in an instant, the two energies of purity and turbidity in heaven and earth swirled towards Ancestor Leize, further enhanced by the purple heavenly might, anything touched by that purple heavenly might was instantly turned into ashes!
Ancestor Leize summoned the wind of a realm, transforming it into a boundless wind prison in an attempt to resist the purple heavenly might, but it was only able to hold on for ten breaths before being shattered by the purple heavenly might!
His face was extrely unsightly as he summoned the recently acquired power of Primordial Yin Wind, yet even the Primordial Yin Wind could not suppress the pressure of the Purple Dou Immortal Sovereign, and again, after ten breaths, he was defeated.
"Damn it! Without this purple heavenly might, how could you be a match for this old man!"
Ancestor Leize felt incredibly suffocated and had no choice but to summon the Wind Master’s Pocket, exerting the full power of the Titled Void, attempting to suck the purple heavenly might wielded by the Ginseng Immortal into the pocket.
Fortunately, the Ginseng Immortal’s purple heavenly might did not harbor much killing intent towards Ancestor Leize, and he managed to suck it into the pocket without too much struggle.
Unfortunately, the Wind Master’s Pocket could not contain the pressure of a Fourth Step Immortal Emperor, and once the Immortal Emperor’s pressure was absorbed, the internal space imdiately began to collapse!
At the rate of this collapse, it would take no more than a thousand breaths for his Wind Master’s Pocket to be completely destroyed, along with his Titled Void, forever obliterated!
Only a thousand breaths!
Ancestor Leize could only rely on the Titled Void to gain a precious thousand breaths!
If within a thousand breaths, he could kill the Ginseng Immortal, extinguish the purple heavenly might inside the pocket, there might be a hope to save the title.
If he couldn’t do it... damn it, he had to do it! After all, it was a matter of life and death for the young master uncle!
"You’re insane! You’re actually using the Titled Void to forcibly control the heavenly might of the Fourth Step! Are you planning to forsake the Titled Void you painstakingly acquired through years of cultivation! Sacrificing the Titled Void just to battle for a thousand breaths without defeat, that’s sheer folly!" The Ginseng Immortal was shocked. The purple heavenly might he wielded had been sucked away by the Wind Master’s Pocket, and without it, he was no match for Ancestor Leize, who was, after all, a Titled Quasi-Saint with much stronger mana!
Ancestor Leize paid no heed to the Ginseng Immortal; he only had a precious thousand breaths, with no ti for idle talk! To kill a Quasi-Saint in a thousand breaths, even if he was slightly stronger than the Ginseng Immortal, was nearly impossible. But even if it was impossible, he had to do it!
Eternal True Body, manifest!
Wind God Sword, explode for !
Great Wind Drum, explode for !
Extinguishing Fan, explode for !
Dispersing Wind Whip, explode for !
All magical treasures, explode, explode, explode for !
With all the power of the exploding wind, with thirty percent of my blood, transform into a thousand miles of annihilating wind, kill, kill, kill for this old man!
Ancestor Leize seed like a madman, sparing no expense to detonate both acquired and innate treasures; this was his entire foundation, yet he sacrificed it all, even wildly donating his own blood to finally unleash a forbidden technique.
Thus, the scene was of the Ginseng Immortal being violently beaten by Ancestor Leize; without the Purple Dou Heavenly Might to back him up, the Ginseng Immortal was not considered a strong Quasi-Saint, and was no match for a Titled Quasi-Saint.
The Ginseng Immortal was beaten until he was covered in wounds, shedding vital blood through the long sky. At first, Beihai True Lord and others rely observed this confrontation in silence, waiting for Ancestor Leize to be counter-killed by the Ginseng Immortal after a thousand breaths.
But when so of the Ginseng Immortal’s vital blood splattered on them by accident, their eyes suddenly lit up with greed.
"What terrifying dicinal power! Although the Ginseng Immortal holds a Heavenly Dao Soul identity, he is essentially a Divine Mountain Ginseng. If he could be devoured..."
That greed ca fast and left fast. Beihai True Lord and the others did not dare to recklessly gamble. If they failed to gain any benefits and were instead counter-killed by the Purple Dou Heavenly Might, it would not be worth the loss.
...
On the other side, Pure Yang Ancestral Master engaged in battle with Lingzhi Immortal.
This Pure Yang Ancestral Master, who usually did not show off, hidden within the Heaven Evading Coffin as if he were a useless person, finally displayed his formidable power when facing Lingzhi Immortal in front of the world.
Isn’t Lingzhi Immortal’s purple heavenly might impressive!
I, the old man, will pay to seal it!
Lingzhi Immortal’s escape technique seems sophisticated too, no problem, I’ll continue to pay to seal your escape technique!
What! Lingzhi Immortal can also spew fire, and the flas can even burn my money!
Looks like I didn’t pay enough!
Then I’ll pay ten tis more!
As golden money rained down, Lingzhi Immortal was not a match for Pure Yang Ancestral Master at all, getting suppressed to the point where he couldn’t even resist!
After all, he was a Quasi-Saint with ten thousand and five hundred tribulations!
Yet he was so much weaker than Pure Yang Ancestral Master!
Why is that!
Why is it that just by throwing money, his divine skills couldn’t be used, all sealed!
Even the magical treasures were unusable, sealed upon using, why!
"Because I, the old man, have money. With money, one can do anything. This is my Dao, money can connect to the divine!" Pure Yang Ancestral Master looked at Lingzhi Immortal with the disdain of a king, with an all-conquering tycoon posture, throwing away the Purple Dou Immortal Cultivator deanor he had before.
"This Pure Yang elder is actually so powerful! If I were to face him, my divine skills might not be able to do anything to him either..." Beihai True Lord was truly shocked by Pure Yang Ancestral Master.
Pure Yang Ancestral Master exhibited such overwhelming dominance, performing on the battlefield unlike a First Order Quasi-Saint, acting with dominion over Ancient Great Cultivation Level!
After all, facing a Second Rank Quasi-Saint, a First Order Quasi-Saint should not be completely powerless and should at least be able to fight back a little.
Only an Ancient Great Cultivator could suppress a First Order Quasi-Saint to such a degree!
"Who would’ve thought this Lv Pure Yang was so powerful! This old fox hid too deeply!"
"I never would have guessed, truly unbelievable!"
"As expected of the person who invented the Heaven Evading Coffin, certainly not an ordinary person..."
The aide brought by Beihai True Lord was shocked to their core, seeing Pure Yang Ancestral Master as if he were a monster.
These people did not know, don’t be fooled by Pure Yang Ancestral Master’s seemingly unbeatable presence on the battlefield; only he knew the grievance inside his heart.
Outwardly aloof and pretending to be superior, Pure Yang Ancestral Master was internally lanting: Was he fighting or just throwing money away? Each breath required countless Dao Crystals, countless Heavenly Dao Silver, Heavenly Dao Gold!
Now, the question arises, will the money run out...
Once the money runs out, he’ll revert to his original strength of a regular Titled Quasi-Saint...
"At this spending rate, I can only sustain for another two thousand breaths... two thousand breaths, Brother Ning, do not keep waiting too long! Hurry up and finish your business to co help! And afterward, you must reimburse my losses! Otherwise, I’ll leech off you for life, eating and drinking your resources to earn this money back!"
...
The final battlefield.
Fish Master faced the Deer Antler Immortal with twelve thousand tribulations of mana.
This Deer Antler Immortal was the strongest among the three Purple-Faced Souls, but he was the most cowardly, fearing that the Fish Master had so ans of taking away his Purple Heavenly Might and then defeating him, so he always kept the Purple Heavenly Might around him for protection, not daring to use it to attack Fish Master.
After all, compared to Leize and Pure Yang, Fish Master’s external cultivation was the strongest and was a formidable Second-Grade Quasi-Saint!
Moreover, Fish Master was a Sword Cultivator, known for powerful attacks, and without the protection of Purple Heavenly Might, Deer Antler Immortal was absolutely certain that he would be slain by the Fish Master within a hundred strikes!
Luckily, he had the Purple Heavenly Might to protect him, so such an assumption was utterly unfounded!
"Humph! Your companions can’t hold on for long. When they are defeated one by one, my companions will co to attack you collectively, and then you will have no way to escape death!" Deer Antler Immortal confronted Fish Master while trying to disturb Fish Master’s mind with words.
"Rest assured, Fish will kill you before the two Daoists perish, even if it entails a great price! Dismantling Technique!"
"You’re insane! What Sword Cultivator dismantles themselves at the start, sacrificing life to kill with a sword? Don’t kill , ahhhh don’t kill !"
The Dismantling Technique, an almost sure-death swordsmanship, showed Fish Master’s determination to assist Ning Fan!
Not only was Deer Antler Immortal dumbfounded by Fish Master, but even Pure Yang and Leize from the sa faction were shocked.
After the shock ca admiration mixed with guilt. Such urgent righteousness was heroic to this extent; among the Sword Cultivators of the present era, there’s no second person like Fish Master, an honorable character.
...
Ning Fan remained silent.
He hadn’t anticipated that the last step of refining the rit Umbrella would attract the siege of three Purple-Faced Heavenly Dao Souls.
Nor had he expected that three people would stand to block attacks from the Purple-Faced Souls for him.
Ning Fan held the almost complete rit Umbrella, standing amidst the collapse of heaven and earth from the intertwining of clear and turbid qi.
He quietly dispersed the Ice Rain Technique, silently watching everything, his technique noticed by Beihai True Lord, who slightly frowned, evidently aware of this technique.
As a controller of rain himself, Ning Fan’s Ice Rain Technique couldn’t be hidden from the nearby Beihai True Lord.
"Humph! Coward, your friends block calamity for you while you hide on the side, why don’t you quickly reveal yourself and et your death!" Beihai True Lord muttered, those around him were bewildered, not understanding why Beihai True Lord uttered such words.
Yet Beihai True Lord firmly believed that Ning Fan would hear his words. If Ning Fan were provoked and revealed himself, that would be ideal, allowing him to join the fray and engage in mutual destruction with those Heavenly Dao Souls, ultimately benefitting him from either Ning Fan or the three Purple-Faced Souls...
The Ginseng Immortal, Ganoderma Immortal, and Deer Antler Immortal all seed nourishing.
If no opportunity arose, they wouldn’t dare attack those wielding Purple Heavenly Might, but if the chance did co...
...
Ning Fan heard Beihai True Lord’s words but gave no reply.
He’s not a naive newcor who could be provoked by a few words, but that didn’t an his heart was as calm as water.
On the contrary, at that very mont, Ning Fan’s blood was heated, boiling like turbulent water, burning like intense flas.
As if infected by soone’s passionate impulse.
Yet also angered, angered by Fish Master’s sacrifice, angered by the peril faced by Pure Yang Ancestral Master and Ancestor Leize!
But he couldn’t leave this place!
The rit Umbrella at that mont was rely nearly complete, yet not fully refined. It possessed the imnse power of the true rit Umbrella, but since its form was not solidified, if Ning Fan halted his refining, the umbrella would explode, releasing all its power.
In an explosive form!
The rit Umbrella was a third-step object, and if it exploded, the entire Sea of Ages, the whole Yishi Palace would be engulfed within...
"I am alone, hence indifferent to where I close off and am unafraid of invading foes, nor afraid of consequences from this event. Yet unexpectedly, soone blocked calamity for ... Hmm, it seems I shouldn’t be so random in the future, lest unrelated friends get dragged into my troubles..."
Friends...
At this mont, Ning Fan suddenly regarded Leize, Pure Yang, and Fish Master as friends.
Even with only a professional relationship with Pure Yang and hardly a direct acquaintance with Fish Master.
Yet at this mont, he opted to consider these people his friends of his own accord.
He had very few friends, but if they were friends worthy of entrusting life and death, he wouldn’t mind forging more friendships.
Nobody favors solitude, only opting for it when wishing to defend sothing.
"Alright, rit Umbrella, let’s finish the last step quickly, I’m short on ti. Speaking of which, when it cos to people and umbrella rging, I suppose I needn’t teach you the process, right? Even as an umbrella, you’re still a magical treasure of significant spiritual essence, surely you understand the concept of rging. Hmm? You’re unwilling? You actually don’t wish to rge with , your master? That’s not good, at all, for without truly rging, you won’t truly beco one with , catch my drift? Oh? So you’re rely shy, never having had this experience as the Sky-Dueling Jade Umbrella? You’re not entirely rejecting it? Just as well, I really dislike using force, your willingness would be best."
From an unnoticed hidden corner, a mysterious scene occurred.
Ning Fan actually began conversing with an umbrella in an embarrassing dialogue. Soon afterward, so indescribable events ensued...
Ant Lord within Ning Fan’s divine sense was mortified beyond words by the universe’s indignation over such a spectacle!
"In the world, there are various thods for man-umbrella rging, and he chose this one. What an anomaly!"
...
Unknown how much ti had passed, standing relaxedly on top of Rain Dragon, Beihai True Lord suddenly sensed sothing, enraged to the point of spewing blood!
He was furious, even his face turned green!
Further, flas of rage surged, to the point that even those flas bursting forth from Tian Ling’s were green!
Green, green, green...
"Shaless brat! You deserve to die! You dared not even spare the umbrella! You dared act so against my destined fiancée! I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you, beast! Ahhhhh, Ning Fan brat, if I don’t kill you, I’ll never rest!"
At this mont, Beihai True Lord was livid, everyone shocked by his bizarre bleeding!
Fu Suchen, quietly standing behind Beihai True Lord, felt perplexed watching his master.
He had already secretly learned that his fiancée, Bei Xiao Man, had been seized by Ning Fan.
He had indeed been wronged by Ning Fan.
But why did his master seem similarly wronged, constantly claiming Ning Fan had stolen his wife...
Wait, when did the master have a wife, and when did Ning Fan supposedly snatch her, all so inexplicable...
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