Chapter 5, Qingya

Bo Ezi smiled faintly, having received a grand gift from Kang Mingyu. Dong Yizi glanced at his old friend, his eyes warming slightly, knowing in his heart: "This Water Cloud Dao Robe is no ordinary garment; it is a Daoist artifact crafted by Bo Ezi a few years ago. Not only can it protect the body and defend against attacks, but it can also unleash the eight great water-based Daoist techniques. In the face of an enemy, it can enhance one's power by thirty percent. Such a generous gift is indeed a boon for this young man"

"Little Taoist! If you do not regulate your internal energy and rest like this, you may not recover your vitality within half a month. In the future, you might even suffer a serious illness, leaving you with no hope of advancing to a higher level of martial arts for the rest of your life"

On one side, the water dragon swirls, with the rushing waters dispersing like mercury spilling on the ground, infiltrating every crevice. On the other side, green flames soar, accompanied by ominous thunder; the blade-like radiance formed by over ten clusters of green flames and thunder collides with the white water dragon, resulting in a deafening explosion. This shock causes the water dragon to scatter.

Kang Mingyu patted his smooth body and sighed in dismay. He wished to keep his distance from these individuals, thus he said, "I will not travel with you. I intend to go to another temple to stay for a while, focusing on quiet cultivation before making any further decisions"

As for those who can ultimately transcend the realm of mortals and attain the status of immortals, they have already achieved eternal life and transcended the five elements. Practitioners of the Dao who have reached the level of immortality often no longer tread upon the mundane world, making it fundamentally impossible to comprehend their state.

Hmph

A clear and crisp shout rang out, as the woman in the yellow dress delicately raised her seemingly weak and fragile fingers. A beam of brilliance shot forth from her fingertips, striking the azure flame and shadow thunder. Kang Mingyu felt a jolt in his chest, as an immense force surged towards him, causing the azure flame and shadow thunder to rebound, compelling Kang Mingyu to no longer hold back. One after another, he unleashed the azure flame and shadow thunder spheres, and over ten clusters of azure flame light and thunder danced in the air. With a wave of Kang Mingyu's hand, they connected to form a blade of azure flame light.

This peculiar individual, who is both arrogant and bright, is unaffected by the sentiments of the crowd and lacks any semblance of a master’s demeanor. Astonishingly, they sit down and shout for food and drink.

Roar

In this way, both Zhong Chonghong and Yuwen Xingchen, who were the most suspicious of Kang Mingyu, exchanged faint smiles and ceased to speak further. Although practitioners of the Dao often have ages that do not correspond with their appearances, these individuals could still discern that Kang Mingyu was indeed quite young, lacking in guile.

In Kang Mingyu's eyes, this old monk had long since transformed from a respected elder into a bald donkey. Any lingering admiration he once held had already been cast away to the Western Paradise of the Buddha.

The remaining four, although also masters of the Daoist sect, are significantly inferior in their cultivation compared to these three great scattered immortals, and they lack the ability to present any treasures of worth. While each possesses their own magical artifacts, they are reluctant to part with them, as they still need to rely on them to confront their enemies.

As soon as Mingyu Kang arrived at the open area outside, he immediately realized he had made an even greater mistake. Among the seven people opposite him, nearly all were masters of at least the real person level, well-versed in the intricacies of the Qi Manipulation and Wind Riding technique

Kang Mingyu leaped into the sky, pursued relentlessly by dozens of icy sword energies behind him. The chilling, transparent sword energies hissed as they moved, sealing off all of Kang Mingyu's attempts to change his techniques.

Kang Mingyu remained silent, for although it is relatively easy for demonic beings to extend their lifespan and gain immense power through cultivation, they often cannot attain even half of human wisdom after centuries of arduous practice. Their way of thinking is entirely different from that of humans. While the Hundred Bones Daoist may seem unremarkable, who can guarantee that the old ghostly Daoist possesses a normal mind

Once the battle concluded, the fighting spirit that had sustained him suddenly dissipated. Kang Mingyu felt a profound ache throughout his body, suffering from intense pain. He wished he could not even move a little finger. He was fully aware that the Great Sun Dharma King was watching him fight against those ghost generals, yet did not come to his aid, leaving him too exhausted even to utter a curse.

When the Great Sun Dharma King presided over the Board of Rites and managed the religions of the world, he was also ruthless, eliminating countless anti-Yuan patriots. Moreover, he imposed severe repression on the Daoist sect. Today, with such an opportunity, the Daoist sect has finally retaliated, dispatching its most elite super experts to encircle and eliminate this former national master

The woman in the yellow shirt appeared to be quite mature, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Her features were elegantly delicate, with her brows and eyes resembling a painted portrait. Just a moment ago, she had her head lowered in silence, and surprisingly, Kang Mingyu had not noticed that this woman was so beautiful.

Kang Mingyu remained silent, and the burly man in brown mistook him for feeling guilty about being a thief. Originally, the seven people in the tavern had gathered for a certain collaboration, but their relationships were rather ambiguous, creating a very delicate balance. Although no one had made a move, an undercurrent of tension was palpable as they engaged in a contest of momentum. Kang Mingyu's appearance was akin to shattering this balance. The first to act was precisely the burly man in brown, who was at a distinct disadvantage in the contest of momentum.

However, the already tattered robe, sealed by the cold ice, became exceedingly fragile. It instantly transformed into fluttering butterflies, scattering across the ground. Noticing the unusual condition on his body, Kang Mingyu suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. He once again activated the Xiang Yu battle spirit from the ancestral acupoint on his forehead, a layer of faint black energy enveloping his entire body, as if he were wearing a suit of armor. At least this resolved the issue of shame.

Kang Mingyu had always lived in the temple and had no experience of walking outside. He did not even know where he was or the way to go. However, by coincidence, there was a small town nearby, and the direction he chose happened to lead him this way

The Dongyi person, who had been silent, suddenly interjected, causing Kang Mingyu to momentarily pause. Although he felt puzzled, he still spoke respectfully, saying, "I am indeed a disciple of the Wujigong, and my master is Leng Baiya. May I ask if the senior has ever heard of him"

Bo'ezi, seeking a disciple, had long been close friends with Dongyi. With a slight smile, Bo'ezi spoke first: "Congratulations, Dongyi, on acquiring such a talented disciple. I am too modest, allowing you to take the lead. I shall present a gift to my nephew as a token of our meeting"

"Oh! You are Xiao Leng's disciple. How strange..."

Cultivators seeking to advance to the position of an immortal must overcome the trial of the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation. The practice of cultivation itself is an act of defiance against the heavens, forcibly seizing the essence of the universe, the brilliance of the sun and moon, which is a matter that invites great jealousy from the heavens. Once an opportunity to ascend to the immortal position arises, the energy within the cultivator will begin to transform in a manner distinct from that of ordinary individuals. Immediately, a heavenly tribulation will descend upon them

Scold!

When the restaurant collapsed, seven beams of different colored light shot up into the sky. The beautiful woman in the yellow dress, who was engaged in battle with He Kangmingyu, unleashed her icy internal energy, her garments fluttering as if she were an immortal. Not a single piece of earth or stone debris could touch her.

With a sudden turn, Kang Mingyu sat up abruptly, feeling a surge of heat in his forehead, as if a thousand needles were piercing through it. His vision darkened, and he fell back down again

The burly man in brown failed to land a hit. Although he did not find himself at a disadvantage, he felt that his status was different and it would not be appropriate to continue the entanglement. He retreated, allowing the brocade-clad youth to take the stage, which was quite straightforward, "If the conversation does not resonate, even half a sentence is too much." He slightly raised his hand, pointing with his index finger, and with a whoosh! A gust of wind surged towards his chest.

This piece of green jade is evidently a peerless treasure among flying swords. Having gained such a significant advantage, Kang Mingyu immediately felt that his luck had indeed soared to the heavens these days, with a canopy of fortune above him and auspicious purple energy coming from the east

Moreover, he was originally in a rather disheveled state, having not washed himself for several days, covered in dirt. After putting on this pure white robe, he felt as refreshed as if he had just taken a bath. When Kang Mingyu raised his hand to look, he was astonished to find that his ten fingers were sparkling, free of any dust. His entire body felt incredibly light.

The already tattered Daoist robe was now even more ragged, having been torn to shreds by countless malevolent spirits and evil beings. At this moment, Kang Mingyu understood why the Great Sun Dharma King, despite his esteemed status, was dressed in such rags

Having traversed the gates of the underworld, Kang Mingyu, even as a clay Buddha, was stirred to anger. Moreover, he was not originally a kind-hearted little Taoist priest. With a swift motion, Kang Mingyu conjured a ball of dark green flame, which took shape with a deafening roar that seemed to tear the heavens and split the earth, hurtling directly towards the brocade-clad youth's face.

Although the sudden appearance of Kang Mingyu puzzled these seven individuals, the Seven Disciples of the Dao were all exceptionally wise and soon realized that Kang Mingyu's intentions seemed unrelated to them

However, he simply does not know how to wield the powers he has acquired against Zhang Qingye's renowned Ice Soul Divine Light Sword. He can only be firmly suppressed, unable to retaliate

Yesterday, I hardly ate anything throughout the day, and at midnight, I battled with vengeful spirits all night long. Kang Mingyu was already so hungry that his eyes were spinning. He saw a nearby establishment with white cloth banners fluttering in the wind. Without taking a closer look, he rushed in and randomly chose a nearby seat, shouting loudly, "Innkeeper, bring me a few steamed buns and a large bowl of noodles. Hurry up!"

Such results left even Kang Mingyu both astonished and delighted. He never expected that in just one night, his abilities would increase so significantly

"The Bone Daoist? Is it possible that the Bone Daoist, one of the Ten Demons of the World, is nearby?"

Since Kang Mingyu left the Wuji Palace, he felt a sudden emptiness and lack of purpose. However, he also appeared somewhat carefree. Bidding farewell to the Great Sun Dharma King, Kang Mingyu casually chose a direction and set off, without any hesitation or lingering attachment.

Upon hearing this statement from Kang Mingyu, the originally serious debate among the seven individuals was suddenly interrupted, leaving them in astonishment. Zhong Chonghong could not help but laugh heartily towards the sky, and even the most composed of them all, the master of the Nightless Island, Zhang Qingye, covered his mouth with his hand and let out a delicate giggle.

The seven individuals in the shop all have extraordinary backgrounds, and it is well understood that this young man in splendid attire is no exception. As the lord of Yingzhou Island and a direct disciple of the celestial being Peng Zhu from the Three Immortals of the Outer World, he has already mastered at least seventy to eighty percent of the island's signature divine skill, "The Mountain in the Ethereal Void."

The man in white just now is Liekongzi, one of the Twelve Sons of Kunlun. In recent years, his reputation has risen to rival that of the four great masters of the world, being regarded as a Taoist practitioner second only to the grand master Zhang Qianyao, who presides over the entire Taoist sect.

Kang Mingyu was greatly surprised at heart, dissipating the power he had gathered in his hands. He said to Dong Yizi, "I wonder when you recognized my master? How should I address you?"

The opponent has vanished, and naturally, the battle cannot continue. Kang Mingyu fell to the ground in a tumble, limbs outstretched in a large character. He no longer wished to move. After an entire night of relentless fighting, even though Kang Mingyu had entered the innate transformation realm, he could not withstand such exhaustion

Kang Mingyu was unaware of the great fortune he had stumbled upon. The seven individuals gathered at this small tavern were the most renowned masters of the Daoist sect today. The burly man in brown, Zhong Chonghong, was the foremost expert of the Penglai Sect and the current disciple of the sect's leader, Lei Gu Xian. Not only did he possess exceptional martial arts skills within his sect, but his mastery of water-based spells, particularly the East Sea Dragon Control Technique, was also remarkably high.

Kang Mingyu pointed with his chopsticks, feeling somewhat bewildered. As the bamboo chopsticks broke, he faintly sensed that if he could strike again, he would surely make his opponent spurt blood. However, the thoughts in his mind and the changes in his technique could not merge together. By the time he made his next move, it was already a step too late

"I am unaware of the relationship between you, young Daoist, and the Hengshan Ghost Sect. What is your purpose in disrupting our gathering? If you cannot provide us with a satisfactory answer, I fear that you will not be able to leave this place today!"

His actions serve, on one hand, to vent the psychological pressure he endures, and on the other, to take the opportunity to avoid competing with the momentum of the other six. Although Kang Mingyu's martial arts have advanced rapidly like a newly wealthy person, he remains oblivious to the subtleties within.

The young man Yu Wenxingchen, adorned in splendid attire, is unparalleled in his mastery of the Wind Riding Technique. As the profound art of "Mountains in the Ethereal Void" unfolds, in the blink of an eye, Kang Mingyu feels as though he is surrounded by an infinite force locking him in place. Each time the Azure Flame and Shadow Thunder Blade is unleashed, the blade's energy twists and turns, and occasionally, if he loses control, it may even rebound upon him. This leaves Kang Mingyu flustered, and he is ultimately struck by the icy sword energy of the beautiful woman in the yellow robe, Zhang Qingye, the master of the Nightless Island, causing him to be frozen into a massive ice block and crash to the ground.

Although he knew it was merely a misunderstanding, Kang Mingyu was at a loss as to how to explain it in a way that would satisfy the other party. In such situations, if one does not respond appropriately, it often leads to a physical altercation. Even if one wishes to silence oneself, it is not necessarily an easy task. Kang Mingyu still did not want to invite trouble upon himself

After enduring several wars, the walls of the small town have long fallen into disrepair. Even the gate that should have displayed the town's name has collapsed in part, and there are no soldiers stationed to guard it

His grandmother, could it be that this ghost also has emotions, capable of crying, laughing, and feeling sorrow?

In today's world, there are countless practitioners of the Way, yet those who can claim to have "attained the Way" and ascend to the rank of a true practitioner number no more than a hundred. As for the masters at the level of true practitioners, they are even rarer than phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. The seven great masters of the Dao sect here account for nearly half of all true practitioners in the world.

At this moment, Kang Mingyu had already surveyed the establishment. This restaurant appeared to be a century-old establishment, quite spacious, with more than ten tables on the first floor, yet only seven patrons were seated. Aside from the burly man in brown, a man in white by the window was particularly striking. Although he could hardly be considered handsome and was of a certain age, his demeanor and grace exuded a natural, commanding presence that inspired respect at first glance. Although he was not the only one seated there, it was only natural for people's attention to gravitate towards him.

Before he could thoroughly assess the patrons in the establishment, a burly man in brown attire spoke up: "Young man, are you sure you are in the right place? This is not where you belong"

Zhong Chonghong was well-prepared this time and did not care about determining a winner against Kang Mingyu. Instead, he aimed to provoke Kang Mingyu into using his full strength, wanting to see what abilities this peculiar little Taoist truly possessed

The young man in the brocade attire, Yu Wenxingchen, possesses the most profound mastery of the art of Qi manipulation among the crowd. With a slight pause and then a gentle movement, he vanished from sight, only to reappear moments later several dozen zhang ahead, demonstrating the ultimate skill of "the mountain amidst the ethereal void" to its fullest extent

What is the relationship between the young Taoist and the Wujigong? Do you recognize any of those prominent figures from Qingshan Mountain?

The energy emanating from the Fangtian Huaji was like a raging wind and furious waves, creating countless fine wind drills that tore through the atmosphere. Even the formidable Kang Mingyu, possessed by the spirit of Xiang Yu, could not withstand such a peculiar force, and the blade aura of the Biyan Yinlei shattered the Fangtian Huaji with a single strike

The burly man, Zhong Chonghong, possessed martial arts and magical skills that were inferior to those of the other six, and he was also burdened by holding the cumbersome Kang Mingyu. He was the first to falter, but he did not need to land; instead, he slightly extended his foot to push off from the crown of a towering tree by the roadside, exchanging a breath of true energy. Instantly, he soared into the sky once more.

"The young friend has actually managed to break the Donghai Yulong Jue of the Penglai Sect, which must indicate that he is no ordinary person. However, I wonder to whom he belongs? I am rather ignorant and have not heard of him. When has the world seen such a young master, and why has he become a lackey for the Mongol court? I hope the young friend can enlighten me."

When Kang Mingyu was taken into the air by Zhong Chonghong, he struggled desperately, trying to unblock the blood vessels that had been frozen stiff throughout his body. However, Zhong Chonghong was not so courteous; he channeled a surge of true energy, immediately sealing all of Kang Mingyu's major acupoints, thus halting his restless movements

The Dongyi master slightly lifted his beard and smiled as he accepted this bow. At such a young age, Kang Mingyu had already achieved this, making him the most suitable successor. There was no one else in the Langya Prefecture; after hundreds of years of diligent practice, the master had indeed felt lonely. Today, taking Kang Mingyu as his disciple brought him great comfort.

Although he suffered a setback, Kang Mingyu's fighting spirit remained undiminished. However, the opponent seemed unwilling to continue the battle; after repelling Kang Mingyu with a single strike, he slightly turned and let out a whistle, causing all the ghost generals to transform into black smoke and burrow into the ground

A scattered immortal is a practitioner who possesses the ability to ascend to the immortal realm but believes themselves incapable of withstanding the heavenly tribulation. They employ various secret techniques to conceal their aura, evading the perception of the Nine Heavens and avoiding the heavenly tribulation. Due to not having undergone the refinement of the Nine Heavens' thunder tribulation, the martial arts and Daoist methods of these scattered immortals are certainly inferior to those of true immortals. However, in the mortal realm, they face no rivals.

Those within the Daoist sect regard such matters as rare opportunities for immortality. Kang Mingyu certainly does not wish to miss this chance easily

Not long after leaving the city, the seven of them casually found a desolate area devoid of human presence. Zhong Chonghong casually threw Kang Mingyu down and prepared to interrogate him thoroughly.

Kang Mingyu held a certain degree of respect for the old Taoist priest who had only spoken a few words. During the earlier discussion among the seven, Kang Mingyu had already learned the identities of the group.

The primary target is the former national master, the Great Sun Dharma King, who is reputed to be the foremost expert of the Yuanmeng.

Although the speaker's words were laced with sarcasm, they were delivered with utmost elegance. The tone was mild, yet carried a hint of sincerity. Kang Mingyu, despite knowing that the other party was covertly insulting her, found herself unable to get angry.

Thus, the Eastern Yi child expressed a slight surprise and fell silent thereafter

The young man in splendid attire, although seated in the center of the shop, exuded an illusion of ethereality. Had he not spoken just moments ago, Kang Mingyu might have turned around and completely forgotten that he had ever met such a person.

Originally, Kang Mingyu had already unleashed his sexual vigor, feeling that this battle was fought with great exhilaration and satisfaction. Upon encountering the exquisite swordsmanship of the Qixi Light Spirit Locking Magic Circle from Lie Quezi, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. With a thought, the azure flames reversed, and the dark thunder surrounded his body. Kang Mingyu gathered his strength to protect himself, preparing for the joint attack of the two opponents

Coldly dismissing the pleasantries, Kang Mingyu turned and left. The Great Sun Dharma King also understood that he could no longer stop her, and said nothing, merely bringing his palms together slightly and nodding in acknowledgment.

As these few individuals engaged in a fierce fight, the commotion was so great that the residents of the city were already too frightened to move. Originally, there were a few people walking on the street, but at this moment, they seemed to have vanished. When war breaks out, everyone’s courage diminishes significantly, like a startled bird, unable to bear the sound of the bowstring.

As the missing child floated down, the first to speak gently was someone who held a favorable impression of Kang Mingyu and did not wish to treat the young Taoist harshly

Zhong Chonghong laughed heartily and was about to speak when Dong Yizi淡淡插了一句: "If you are planning to place an order, you might as well come to my Langya Biefu. The Daoist sect is currently in need of a disciple."

The Blue Armored Demon General, seemingly due to his death, still places great importance on his identity. He refuses to join others in besieging Kang Mingyu. As the red sun rises high, both sides remain locked in a stalemate. Unable to contain himself, he lets out a howl, dispersing the crowd, and from behind, a Fangtian Huaji suddenly emerges, unleashing countless waves of energy that forcefully repulse Kang Mingyu's counterattack

The position of the Perfected Person, also known as the Divine Person, is strictly confined to the legends of the Daoist tradition. If one can reach this state, they can shed their tribulations and attain eternal existence, living in harmony with heaven and earth, and shining alongside the sun and moon

I believe that with the combined strength of the six of us, defeating the Great Sun Dharma King would be a trivial matter; however, with the addition of Baigu Daoist, one of the Ten Demons of the World, it becomes difficult to ensure our safe return.

Kang Mingyu was unaware that by subduing the battle spirit of Xiang Yu, a manifestation of "divided realms" appeared in his primordial spirit. His own primordial spirit's consciousness was, of course, extremely limited, unable to perceive the intricacies of the opponent's martial arts techniques. However, a portion of the consciousness derived from the ancient overlord spirit of Xiang Yu possessed a far-reaching vision, capable of predicting the opponent's next move in advance, and was not deceived by that peculiar illusion.

Originally without clothing, I felt quite embarrassed. Although Kang Mingyu was still young, he was quite open-minded, yet he still felt somewhat uncomfortable. Even though the spirit of Xiang Yu manifested and could cover his body, he still felt uneasy. At this moment, Kang Mingyu happily bowed to Bo Ezi and said aloud, "Thank you, Master Uncle, for bestowing me with clothing and attire"

A crisp sound of a slap!

At this critical moment, Kang Mingyu inexplicably experienced a surge of clarity within. Her mind suddenly split into two; one part felt an ethereal and elusive sensation towards this simple gesture, as if the opponent's finger strength was entirely beyond the Three Realms, impossible to resist. The other part of her mind, however, was intimately aware of every variation of this finger strength, understanding it with utmost clarity. It was as if she could foresee every change the opponent made.

The Red Flame Sword Light Technique and the Spirit Capturing Ghost Control Method, while incredibly powerful, are not suitable for regulating internal energy. The Azure Flame Yin Thunder Blade is excessively domineering and lacks gentleness, and moreover, Kang Mingyu can only vaguely utilize this skill, with the specifics still not fully understood.

Thank you, Master, for your guidance today. I must take my leave now

Kang Mingyu is regarded here as if he were merely air

Kang Mingyu said in a daze, "This happened when the Great Sun Dharma King and the Hundred Bones Daoist were fighting, and they forcibly sealed some battle spirit into my body. That's why it is like this. I still do not know if there are any aftereffects, and I am currently worried about it"

The burly man in brown robes possessed martial prowess and renown that resonated throughout the vast regions of the Jiangnan and Jiangbei. Although he could not discern the true nature of Kang Mingyu, he remained unfazed. With each step, whether swift or slow, Kang Mingyu had just drawn a pair of bamboo sticks and had not yet been able to continue calling for tea and meals when he felt an imposing mountain rise from the ground around him. The weighty pressure, as heavy as a mountain, bore down upon him.

Kang Mingyu was overly concerned; how could Lie Quezi be so despicable? After separating the two, he smiled faintly and said to Kang Mingyu, "If I am not mistaken, it seems that this young Taoist's skill in wielding qi as a blade is rather new. I wonder what the story behind it is"

When mentioning the master, Kang Mingyu was filled with grief and indignation, and said in a furious voice: "What senior? When Qingping Mountain was burned and over 600 people from Wujigong were surrounded and killed by the chaotic army, where was the so-called senior then"

Zhong Chonghong pondered briefly and candidly expressed his concerns

After calling out, Kang Mingyu realized that something was amiss. From the outside, the shop appeared desolate, yet it was filled with people inside. However, each person remained silent, as if something significant was occurring.

The brocade-clad youth, though appearing young, has actually surpassed the age of one hundred years. His master, Peng Zhu, one of the Three Immortals from beyond the heavens, is said to have long since transcended the realm of mortals and attained the status of an Earth Immortal. The name Yu Wen Xing Chen represents the seven thousand disciples of Yingzhou Island.

After six people congratulated him, Dong Yizi gently rubbed the top of Kang Mingyu's head and said softly, "Once you enter my door, you are free and unrestrained, with no rules to bind you. In the future, act according to your own heart, shun evil and embrace goodness. If you engage in actions that harm heaven and reason, I will not spare you! Do you understand?" By the end of his statement, Dong Yizi's tone had become quite stern.

As Mingyu listened to the incessant conversation of the six individuals, his expression gradually changed. The gathering of seven great masters at this remote small town was specifically to follow the Great Sun Dharma King. During the Yuanmeng dynasty, the court ruled with tyranny, causing the common people to suffer from hunger. Those with aspirations rose in rebellion, aiming to overthrow the Yuanmeng court. Even these Daoist practitioners, who were indifferent to worldly affairs, became entangled in the struggle for power in the world. For the greater good of the realm, they plotted to assassinate the high-ranking officials of the Yuanmeng dynasty.

In terms of the strength and vigor of internal energy, Kang Mingyu is not inferior to Zhong Chonghong. However, when it comes to martial arts cultivation and the mastery of Daoist principles, Kang Mingyu is far behind; after all, the latter has decades of cultivation experience, which easily overshadows this upstart.

Regardless of how the burly man in brown changes, this strike from Kang Mingyu can be considered a stroke of genius. Easily breaking through the opponent's palm strength, Kang Mingyu ultimately lacks experience and cannot fathom the intricacies of the opponent's palm technique, resulting in the force of the counterattack shattering his bamboo chopsticks. Meanwhile, the burly man's spell is unleashed, and a torrent of water surges up from the ground, perfectly filling his own gap and forcing Kang Mingyu to shift from offense to defense.

Xiqiuzi observed that Boezi acted with courtesy, and how could he refrain from saying a word? He waved for Kang Mingyu to come over, handed him a small leather pouch, and said gently: "I have been close friends with your master for many years. Today, as he takes on a disciple, I shall make a small contribution. Inside is a minor magical artifact I cultivated; use it for your protection when you have nothing else to do."

Kang Mingyu had been in such a chaotic state for a long time that his mind was already in disarray, relying solely on instinct to continue fighting. Just as the great halberd of the Blue Armored Ghost General was about to strike him, Kang Mingyu suddenly felt a chill in his heart and wildly swung the Azure Flame Yin Thunder Blade, striking directly against the tip of his opponent's halberd.

Caught in the midst of two strange sensations, Kang Mingyu squinted his eyes and casually clapped his hands. A surge of unparalleled true energy suddenly erupted from his dantian. In an instant, the finger strength of the young man in brocade transformed in myriad ways, continuously generating sixteen bursts of residual force, with the sound of air being sliced echoing incessantly. However, it was still intercepted by Kang Mingyu's palm strength.

Kang Mingyu is currently in such a state that he cannot even be considered a Daoist, yet his innate true energy can be utilized with remarkable proficiency. With each breath, he is already able to draw upon the primordial energy of heaven and earth, replenishing the consumption of true energy within his body

Upon witnessing Kang Mingyu unleash this peculiar spell, the Seven Disciples of the Daoist School exchanged worried glances. Although Kang Mingyu had previously displayed the battle spirit of Xiang Yu, these individuals had merely regarded it as a sign of a technique in operation. However, it now appeared that the situation was far from that.

However, the burly man in brown robes just now stood up and strode to Kang Mingyu's table, speaking in a deep voice: "Report your background and identity, and how did you come to know about this place?"

Kang Mingyu harbored an intense hatred for the Great Sun Dharma King, who had schemed for him to become a scapegoat. However, he believed he lacked the ability to seek justice from that old bald donkey. Consequently, he developed a slight fondness for the seven great masters of this sect.

If one were to change to a martial art of a lower level, they would hardly be able to utter a few words before being overwhelmed by the pressure of the crowd, leading to internal injuries and spitting blood, forcing them out of the shop. However, a martial arts expert who has methodically cultivated to the innate secret realm would be able to perceive the subtleties immediately. They could either evade the sharpness of the energy or rise up to counterattack, never remaining foolishly unaware.

Conversely, entering the innate secret realm is merely a level of qi refinement; even without a foundation in Daoist principles, the martial world is not lacking in experts who have advanced to this realm purely through their martial arts cultivation

Kang Mingyu, with great effort, summoned a faint stream of true energy from his dantian, circulating it through the meridians of his body. To his astonishment, he had initially thought it would take considerable effort to regain some strength. However, this faint true energy, which initially hesitated and fluctuated, began to strengthen after passing through the first meridian, gaining more vigor after traversing the second. By the time he had circulated through all the extraordinary meridians and acupoints, his internal energy had recovered by about seventy to eighty percent. Focusing on the Wuji Palace's heart method, in just half an hour, Kang Mingyu had circulated the true energy within his body nine times, and his internal strength had nearly fully recovered, along with a significant improvement in his spirit.

Kang Mingyu quickly nodded in thanks, reached out to weigh it in her hand, and found it to be quite heavy. She felt it would be inappropriate to open it and look inside, as it would seem petty. Although she was curious, she could only suppress her feelings.

Kang Mingyu casually tossed the half bamboo chopsticks in his hand and exclaimed, "Why have I become a lackey of Yuanmeng again? This speaker is truly strange. Is it a heinous act to dine here? Aren't you all still lingering here with reluctance?"

A voice, akin to a low roar emanating from the depths of a hellish abyss, caused the malevolent aura surrounding Kang Mingyu to intensify threefold. The black, sinister energy coalesced into countless vengeful spirits wailing, their momentum surging dramatically. The power of the Bi Yan Yin Lei Dao surged greatly, and without a moment's hesitation, Kang Mingyu swung the blade fiercely, forcefully advancing into the very center of the most potent ice spirit sword energy.

In the dual eyes, the cyan ghost fire flickered. Kang Mingyu seemed to grin at the opponent, then with a swirl, transformed into a gust of wind and dissipated

Kang Mingyu's current martial arts and Taoist skills are indeed quite extraordinary. The martial arts and Taoist techniques of his Wuji Palace are certainly inadequate, but the Spirit Capturing and Ghost Controlling Great Method he practiced under the Great Sun Dharma King has dramatically increased his power by several decades. Additionally, he has subdued the battle spirit of Xiang Yu, gaining external assistance to break through the life-and-death threshold, thus achieving a breakthrough into the Innate Secret Realm. In terms of strength, he is not far behind the Celestial Maiden Ling Xiao, Zhang Qingye.

Kang Mingyu, though bewildered and unaware of why this burly man was behaving so atrociously, had just cast a glance and noticed that the few people here were all martial arts experts. He pondered to himself that there was a seventy to eighty percent chance he had stumbled upon a gathering of martial artists.

The burly man in brown had not yet made a move, yet he had already blocked every possible counterattack from Kang Mingyu. Such skill is sufficient to dominate the world.

Kang Mingyu, feeling the heat rise, retorted, "The tavern opens its doors to welcome travelers from all directions; what is there to say about who should come and who should not?"

The seven masters of the Daoist sect were all taken aback by the formidable prowess of Kang Mingyu. Zhang Qingye's Ice Soul Sword Qi was not only exceptionally sharp but also possessed a chilling force that could erode the meridians and channels. Even the other six were reluctant to confront Zhang Qingye's Ice Soul Sword Qi head-on. Although Kang Mingyu's martial arts were extraordinarily high, they did not regard him with much concern; however, his bravery and ferocity greatly surprised them.

A true master possesses two significant characteristics. The first is the ability to control qi and soar into the sky without relying on external objects, gliding through the winds. The second is a long lifespan, achieving a state of rejuvenation. Kang Mingyu, who also practices in the Daoist sect, although the Wujigong is a branch of Daoism, still has some understanding of this.

The two sides engaged in a rapid exchange, and in the blink of an eye, they had already clashed for two to three hundred moves. Since Kang Mingyu had integrated the battle spirit of Xiang Yu, he had been lacking such an intense battle to refine and absorb the martial arts he had acquired. The Green Flame Yin Thunder Blade was originally an ancient Taoist technique of refining qi, representing the culmination of martial arts of that era. It was the pinnacle achievement of Xiang Yu's lifelong martial studies, and many exquisite techniques were displayed one by one during the fight with Zhong Chonghong. Kang Mingyu increasingly mastered the Green Flame Yin Thunder Blade, and the true qi within him flowed more swiftly than ever.

Kang Mingyu found it increasingly strange as he fought. This Ice Soul Divine Light Sword is a sword technique cultivated by drawing upon the frigid air from the depths of the sea, combined with his own true energy. It is formless yet substantial, possessing immense power. Moreover, it carries a chilling cold that freezes all things. It reminded him of the Crimson Flame Sword Light Technique passed down to him by the Great Sun Dharma King. These two supreme skills seem to be related, perfectly balancing ice and fire, each giving rise to the other.

With a silent sigh, Kang Mingyu was uncertain whether it was a blessing or a curse

At this point, Kang Mingyu recalled the bloodshed in the sect, and his anger soared to the heavens. With both hands, he unleashed two beams of emerald green energy, the Green Flame Yin Thunder Blade surged with intensity, and the winds and thunder roared incessantly, striking directly at Zhong Chonghong. Under the impact of his fury, the bond between Kang Mingyu and the battle spirit of Xiang Yu became significantly closer, and the power of the Green Flame Yin Thunder Blade increased by more than double compared to before

"I do not recognize the Hengshan Ghost Sect; I was merely passing by to have a meal. Who would concern themselves with your trivial matters! If you insist on being dissatisfied, I am not afraid!" Although Kang Mingyu knew that these individuals were not easy to deal with, his inherently stubborn nature made him unwilling to concede or back down.

This technique of controlling spirits and demons was originally an evil method for refining the primordial spirit and soul of others to enhance one's own power. However, Xiang Yu's battle spirit, having obtained the essence of the Doumu Xuansheng secret spell and devoured countless yin souls, has long since become uncontrollable, evolving into an existence akin to the top-tier ghost immortals of the Daoist sect. Kang Mingyu was unable to refine it, instead sharing a single entity with Xiang Yu's battle spirit. Such a peculiar phenomenon can be said to have no precedent in the past and no successors in the future

When he faced the Great Sun Dharma King again, he no longer had the inclination to seek retribution.

Kang Mingyu had not yet reacted in his mind, but without hesitation, he struck down with his chopsticks. Coincidentally, it was the only flaw in the brown-clad man's footwork. The brown-clad man was startled and shouted loudly, slapping down with one palm while the other hand performed a series of intricate hand seals. In an instant, both martial arts and spells were unleashed simultaneously. The mere ability to combine these two unrelated disciplines allowed the brown-clad man to rank among the top twenty experts of the time.

Moreover, having just been frozen by the Ice Soul Sword Qi of the Lord of the Nightless Island, he has surprisingly recovered so quickly. Engaging in combat with Zhong Chonghong, the Green Flame Yin Thunder Blade grows stronger against formidable opponents, with true energy flowing endlessly. This unassuming little Taoist seems to have already entered the realm of Innate Secrets, which is even more astonishing.

However, the idea of killing the Great Sun Dharma King was still too shocking for Kang Mingyu. He had been unable to interject, and after his astonishment, he couldn't help but say, "Why must we all join forces against the Hundred Bones Daoist? I find that old Daoist to be generous and bold; he is quite a character."

Enveloped in the aura of Kang Mingyu, the external spirit of Xiang Yu appears almost lifelike. Not only are the features distinct, with clear brows and hair standing on end, but even the beard and fine hairs are vividly visible. This strange phenomenon is something they have not only never heard of, but even Kang Mingyu himself is unaware of its true nature.

Although the timing of Kang Mingyu's sudden appearance is somewhat strange, the seven masters of the Daoist sect also consider it a coincidence

The mention of Dong Yizi clearly indicates an intention to take Kang Mingyu as a disciple. For such a high-level master of the Daoist sect, even a casual guidance from an elder would be sufficient for Kang Mingyu to benefit for a lifetime. If Kang Mingyu were to receive direct teachings in Daoist methods and martial arts from Dong Yizi, people in the Jianghu would undoubtedly laugh with joy multiple times, expressing their immense happiness.

The seven masters of the Daoist sect almost simultaneously exclaimed. Each wielded powerful mental techniques, their voices resonating like dragon roars and tiger howls, the energy flowing harmoniously, causing Kang Mingyu's internal organs to churn violently, leaving him feeling extremely uncomfortable

With a disdainful sneer, the young man in splendid attire vanished in an instant. Kang Mingyu unleashed a bolt of azure flame and shadowy thunder, piercing through the table and hall, aimed directly at a young woman behind.

Zhong Chonghong let out a hearty laugh and said, "What ability does Leng Baiya have to teach a disciple like you? If you truly are Leng's disciple, then I would be of the same generation as your great-grandfather! Come over and call me 'senior'!"

However, over the course of more than a thousand years, time has taken its toll. After enduring the erosion of the years, Xiang Yu's spirit has long lost its original wisdom, leaving only a heart full of resentment. Although powerful, he is like a puppet, possessing no remaining thoughts apart from the instincts he had in life. Therefore, it did not affect Kang Mingyu's consciousness. It can be considered a stroke of luck for that young man

The three great scattered immortals of the Daoist sect, Bo'ezi, Xiqiuzi, and Dongyizi, are figures who have gained fame for over 200 years. After achieving the status of a true person, they turned to the path of immortality, often facing extreme difficulties in finding the right opportunities for success. Throughout history, the number of true masters who have truly entered the realm of immortals is also very limited. Over the course of thousands of years, the Daoist sect has produced only a few individuals capable of breaking through the void and ascending directly to the immortal realm

The most suitable for the current situation is, instead, the internal cultivation of the Daoist sect of the Wujigong under Master Kang Mingyu. The heart method of Wujigong originates from the Daoist classic "Ta Qing Shang Yuan Jing," which emphasizes a continuous and flowing inner breath, unceasing and endless. It is particularly well-suited for cultivating the mind and nurturing vital energy

As the two engaged in combat, the six onlookers from the Daoist sect expressed their astonishment. Although Kang Mingyu claimed to be a disciple of the Wujigong, the ability to manipulate qi into blades was evidently not a skill exclusive to the Daoist sect. Instead, it was more suited for the chaos of battle, showcasing overwhelming power and astonishing lethality

The others were also greatly astonished, unable to fathom how formidable this disheveled little Taoist was

Noticing Kang Mingyu's gaze, the person smiled slightly, raised a glass in acknowledgment, and said nothing

Xiang Yu's Azure Flame Yin Thunder Blade is an ancient Taoist secret transmission that has long since vanished from the world. Although these seven individuals are masters of the Taoist sect, they are unfamiliar with this extraordinary skill. Therefore, they have reached a tacit consensus to interrogate this young Taoist priest about his origins

Kang Mingyu struck successfully, but before he could celebrate, he suddenly felt a burning pain in his forehead. A dense black smoke enveloped his body, resembling a suit of black armor. The sound of crackling filled the air as countless sharp energies struck against Kang Mingyu's protective black aura, causing him to be thrown from his seat in a disheveled manner. Had it not been for Kang Mingyu inadvertently acquiring the battle spirit of Xiang Yu, which protected him in time, his life would likely have been lost, leaving him to die in obscurity.

The burly man Zhong Chonghong leaped down to the ground, seized the frozen Kang Mingyu, and with a shout, the seven of them soared into the air, heading straight for the city outskirts

When the following person appeared, they carefully inquired about how Kang Mingyu encountered the Great Sun Dharma King and the Hundred Bones Daoist. Kang Mingyu felt there was no need to conceal this and thus laid everything bare, thoroughly explaining the events of the past two days. Although Kang Mingyu was stubborn, he also understood that it was best to avoid such meaningless conflicts as much as possible. Moreover, he was clearly at a disadvantage; if he acted recklessly, it would undoubtedly be himself who would suffer.

In a small restaurant, under the intense impact of this powerful energy, the tables, chairs, and walls all began to crack. With a loud bang, Kang Mingyu soared into the sky, forcefully breaking through the roof. The Azure Flame Shadow Thunder Blade belongs to an unmatched and vigorous martial art, brilliant and domineering, which cannot fully unleash its power in such a confined space

The woman in the yellow shirt, who was locked in a fierce battle with Kang Mingyu, is Zhang Qingye, the Celestial Maiden of Lingxiao, the island master of the Evernight Island, which ranks alongside Penglai and Yingzhou as one of the three sects beyond the Daoist gates. At this moment, she was wielding her fingers with precision, emitting a chilling sword aura of icy brilliance, rendering Kang Mingyu unable to lift his head.

Moreover, the martial arts employed by Kang Mingyu, although appearing mysterious and unpredictable, are nonetheless powerful and domineering. However, they also exude an air of righteousness, never resorting to underhanded tactics

The resonant voice of the Great Sun Dharma King echoed, and although Kang Mingyu had cursed this old bald donkey a thousand times in his heart, he knew it was the truth. After a bitter struggle, his vital energy was depleted, which was indeed a critical moment in his cultivation. If he were to succumb to despair, it would greatly hinder his future practice.

The most exquisite must be the master of the Eternal Night Island, who advocates for a serene night, clad in a yellow robe, with the chill of the ice sword energy merging together, executing a technique akin to the swordsmanship of the Daoist sect, soaring through the air. Remarkably, there is no need to pause for breath, gliding several miles in a single sweep

Kang Mingyu, though not exactly a person of exquisite intelligence, is certainly one who shines in all directions and possesses a highly agile mind. Without a moment's hesitation, he immediately knelt down and bowed, saying: "Master, please accept this bow from your disciple."

Kunlun Liequezi, most composed, along with the three great scattered immortals of the Daoist sect—Boyezi, Xiqiuzi, and Dongyizi—after their descent, leisurely soar through the air, as if strolling on level ground, embodying the utmost in ease and gracefulness

Lacking a hint of hesitation, he smiled faintly and said, "Since you are not here for us, where do you plan to go now?"

If we can kill the Great Sun Dharma King, it would be equivalent to proclaiming to the world. The decline of the Yuan-Mongol is difficult to reverse, but if the righteous heroes of the anti-Yuan movement call out, followers will surely gather in droves. There are countless benefits to this.

A few bold residents of the city, upon witnessing these masters of the Dao who can fly and manipulate the air, regarded them as deities descending to the mortal realm or as monsters invading the market. Behind their backs, they prayed to the heavens and the gods, hoping not to encounter any malevolent spirits.

Although Dong Yizi had just vaguely perceived that Kang Mingyu's martial arts and techniques were rooted in the Wujigong, he never expected that Kang Mingyu was indeed a disciple of this sect. The martial arts and techniques displayed by Kang Mingyu earlier were already of the highest caliber in the martial world. Looking across the world, there have been very few young individuals throughout history who have attained such a level of skill at this age

The other three elderly men, adorned with ancient high crowns, are the three great wandering immortals of the Daoist sect: Bo'ezi, Xiqiuzi, and Dongyizi

Kang Mingyu, with a solitary and unrestrained true power, engages in battle with a woman in a yellow dress, as the emerald flames and shadowy thunder blades dance and intertwine in the air

The oddly shaped Taoist named Kang Mingyu walked into the town, yet no one paid him any attention. Although the small town had a few long streets, they were extremely desolate with very few people moving about. Occasionally, a few men and women would hurriedly pass by, completely indifferent to those around them.

Yuwen Xingchen was the first to speak, raising questions to the other six individuals

With a single wave of Bo'ezi's large sleeves, Kang Mingyu felt as if dark clouds had gathered above him, and a chill enveloped his entire body. When he turned his gaze, he noticed that he was now wearing a pure white Daoist robe. This robe seemed to have been tailored specifically for him, fitting his slender frame perfectly, allowing him to move freely, and it was entirely comfortable to wear.

The mountain exists in a realm of ethereal nothingness; once activated, it can deploy a layer of formation around itself using its vital energy. It may be as small as a square inch or extend to a distance of millions of miles. Within this formation, one can move through space at will, thereby neutralizing the enemy's attacks. It can even counteract incoming strikes, making each of its vital energy flows extraordinarily elusive and unpredictable, leaving opponents defenseless against it

Having lost the internal power restraint of Zhong Chonghong, Kang Mingyu found himself suspended in mid-air, already breaking through the energy barrier. Just moments ago, he had been frozen solid by Zhang Qingye's Ice Soul Sword Qi, which had penetrated to the very marrow, causing unbearable pain. The incessant sound of cracking ice echoed around him, and in an instant, Kang Mingyu regained his freedom, performing a backflip and landing steadily on the ground.

It is said that this divine skill not only represents a remarkable achievement in martial arts but also integrates the principles of the mysterious arts and innate divine calculations. When cultivated to the highest realm, it can neutralize any attack from an enemy, ensuring one remains invincible. Although the brocade-clad youth has not yet reached that level, the fact that Kang Mingyu effortlessly broke this unparalleled skill is enough to astonish everyone

Although I suffered a slight loss when I just fought with Kang Mingyu, it was the result of Zhong Chonghong underestimating this young Taoist and not exerting his full strength. This time, of course, I will not hold back. With a twist of my fingers, a long white water dragon appeared out of thin air, meeting Kang Mingyu's azure flame and shadow thunder knife.

Originally, the pinnacle of the Bi Yan Yin Lei Dao could unleash seventy-two clusters of Bi Yan Yin Lei, subtly corresponding to the seventy-two types of Earthly Fiend Qi. The blade's radiance could extend over a hundred zhang. However, Kang Mingyu can currently only summon twelve or thirteen clusters of Bi Yan Yin Lei, which is far from sufficient in power

The observer, Lie Quezi, could not help but smile slightly at this moment and stepped forward. With his right hand, he drew his long sword, and the azure sword energy formed countless light circles, encircling Kang Mingyu's azure flame sword energy, dissipating it into nothingness. With a gentle clap of his left palm, he countered Zhong Chonghong's East Sea Dragon Control Technique, exerting a slight force, and both sides separated, each withdrawing their energy.

Upon hearing this, Kang Mingyu was instantly filled with joy. Among the Taoist spells, the flying sword technique is the most profound. Not to mention the difficulty of mastering the incantations, finding a high-quality flying sword is nearly impossible. Even if one manages to find a barely usable one, without decades of true energy refinement, it cannot merge with the wielder, nor can it be controlled freely in size.

If it were not for Zhong Chonghong often lightly overlooking the flaws exposed by Kang Mingyu, within three to fifty exchanges, Zhong Chonghong would have been confident in subduing this young Taoist. In a life-and-death struggle, Zhong Chonghong even had the confidence to kill Kang Mingyu with a single strike

Hmph! Unaware of the consequences... the burly man in brown said coldly

However, during the conversation, Kang Mingyu found it strange that these individuals were greatly surprised by the appearance of the Baigu Daoist, yet seemed to be well-informed about the Great Sun Dharma King, merely mentioning him briefly without any further inquiries

Seeing these seven individuals capable of flying by manipulating qi, he couldn't help but widen his eyes in astonishment. Throughout his life, he had encountered very few such extraordinary figures, yet in the past two days, he had continuously witnessed them one after another: the Great Sun Dharma King Cangmu Jue, one of the four greatest masters of the age, the Hundred Bones Daoist, one of the ten demons of the world, and these seven disciples of the Daoist sect. His luck had truly soared to the heavens.

With a loud bang, the force of the impact was tremendous. The finger strength of the young man in brocade was shattered by a single palm strike, while Kang Mingyu's palm strength surged like a raging tide, still possessing enough power to rebound back. He himself could hardly believe that his own palm strength could be so formidable

Only a fool would stubbornly insist on their point without regard for anything else. If it can be explained clearly in a few words, why not?

Although the situation is chaotic, Kang Mingyu knows that the nearby cities are relatively safer. Moreover, he had collected some gold and silver treasures amidst the turmoil not long ago, which would allow him to live in peace for a few days. It would be even more ideal if he could find a Taoist temple to stay at.

With a stiff neck, there is a certain air of defiance as if to say, "What can you do to me?"

The forceful and aggressive style is inherently characteristic of Xiang Yu. The fierce and powerful Green Flame Thunder Blade is wielded to perfection by Kang Mingyu, with its emerald light and thunderous energy, accompanied by a tail of several zhang in length, descending with a roar. In a direct confrontation with the Ice Soul Sword Qi, a series of sharp, piercing sounds erupted. The already damaged and precariously standing tavern collapsed with a thunderous crash during this clash, raising a cloud of dust into the sky

In his mind, two streams of consciousness intertwined, and Kang Mingyu's memories gradually filled with various knife techniques. The Seventy-Two Paths of Azure Flame and Yin Thunder Blade, like rolling thunder stirring the true fire of the earth's core, had already made Zhong Chonghong feel quite strained

Kang Mingyu quickly nodded in agreement, suddenly feeling a chill at the top of his head, as if something had drilled in from the crown. Indeed, Kang Mingyu then heard his newly appointed master say in a slightly softened tone: "This green iron is my treasured item for guarding the gate, having accompanied me for a hundred years. It can transform the mind without any training, allowing one to take a person's head from a thousand miles away. You must not use it lightly, nor should you use it to harm others"

Ignorance

After the fusion of the battle spirit, Kang Mingyu combined his own wisdom with the combat instincts of the shadow soul of Xiang Yu. However, he was still unable to unleash his strongest power, with the main weakness lying within himself. Kang Mingyu, fully aware of this, felt helpless. While his power could surge temporarily, the experience of cultivation and the understanding gained from battles between life and death could not be compensated for in a short period of time

The art of Qi manipulation practiced by true practitioners allows them to fly several dozen zhang in a single breath, which is truly remarkable. Although these individuals are elite members of the Daoist sect, they gradually slowed their pace several li away. At this moment, the depth of each person's cultivation and the intricacies of their training methods become apparent

After a considerable amount of time, he finally regained his composure. Kang Mingyu understood that this was the aftereffect of the Spirit Capturing and Ghost Controlling Technique, which had absorbed countless souls. Although these malevolent spirits nourished his primordial spirit, they also introduced numerous foreign essences to his originally pure primordial spirit.

Kang Mingyu succeeded with a single move, but he did not anticipate the subsequent changes from his opponent, resulting in a minor setback. As he was about to accidentally injure bystanders, Kang Mingyu tried his best to restrain himself; however, his martial arts had increased rapidly and had not yet reached the realm of mastery over his own will.

Lack of composure ultimately makes one more calm, he said with a smile: "Little friend, you may not know that the ten great demons in this world are not humans who have cultivated. They are either avian or beastly demons, or external path demons. It is fundamentally impossible to negotiate with them amicably. Do you think we would want to offend such fierce beings?"

Although I lament in my heart that with the outbreak of war, the people's livelihood has deteriorated, the immediate priority now is to find a place to fill my stomach. Kang Mingyu searched several establishments and found that, fortunately, a few shops were still open for business.

Kang Mingyu, gradually gathering strength and preparing for battle, felt completely uncertain about these strange individuals. In the Daoist sect, the number of true masters was few and far between. Although Kang Mingyu lacked experience, he could roughly guess the identities of the few individuals before him. This further diminished his confidence.

The cultivation in the Daoist tradition is divided into four realms, namely Dao, Zhen, Xian, and Zhi. Practitioners at the Daoist level can extend their lifespan and maintain a youthful appearance. They possess a light and agile body, free from ailments. Masters at the Zhenren level can already traverse the void, ride the winds, roam the heavens and earth, and preserve their true essence without aging.

It is surprising that someone has cultivated the Secret Spell of Doumu Xuanling. The Hundred Bones Daoist has killed countless beings; how should we respond to this situation

The four realms of Taoism—Dao, Zhen, Xian, and Zhi—emphasize the refinement of spirit, in conjunction with the cultivation of true energy. Although practitioners at the Daoist level may have transcended the innate secret realm, this is not absolute. Only those at the true person level can be considered to have genuinely entered the innate secret realm

The little Taoist priest is talkative

The burly man in brown robes retaliated with a spell, causing a tightness in Kang Mingyu's brow. A swirl of black energy faintly emerged, and with a delayed punch, its might suddenly increased dramatically. The punch cut through the air, producing a series of crisp explosive sounds. The water flow manipulated by the burly man was instantly shattered into countless droplets by the fierce and unyielding force of the punch, scattering and forming a spray of fragments that splashed down between Kang Mingyu and the burly man.