"One gas turns into three clarities?"
Seeing this eerie scene, Wu Xiàn subconsciously remembers this gate, the supreme god power that appears frequently in wuxia fantasy.
But upon seeing the clear images of two figures, he realized that he had overthought it.
Among the two, there is a young Daoist in yellow and purple robes, whose facial features and current appearance of Lu Dongyuan are similar to three or four, and this is his previous body, the number one in the world before Li Chunjian, Qilong Mountain Tianshi Qi Xuanzhang.
Both have a similar aura, wearing a misty robe that exudes an unforced and ethereal demeanor.
The second figure was a towering man wearing a plain sky crown and a yellow imperial robe, surrounded by ten thousand rays of halos and thousands of auspicious colors.
However, his appearance presents a chaotic mix of yin and yang, with countless variations, making it difficult to discern his true form.
One of the Five Emperors of the Five Directions, the central Yellow Emperor.
Of course, this is not the true form. It is a strand of will projection summoned by Lü Dongxuan at the cost of his spiritual power. Though its cultivation is still far from reaching the Great Eternity on land, it feels more dangerous to Wu Xiàn than Lü Dongxuan himself.
"It's actually possible to shake people... so, are you planning to have a justifiable beatdown?"
Wu Xiàn's gaze lingered on the face of the Central Emperor for a moment before smiling and jokingly commenting, showing no signs of panic.
The next second, a ray of golden light suddenly flashed, as if breaking through the void, and in a blink of an eye, it appeared behind Wu Xiàn.
"Ding!"
However, a venerable-looking golden Daoist sword with a classic design was seen suddenly slashing towards Wu Xiàn's neck. The blade grated against the skin, generating brilliant sparks and leaving a clear red mark, yet it did not penetrate the defense.
"Now this is quite good, it seems my cervical spondylosis has even improved a bit."
Wu Xiàn first bent his fingers to flick away the golden ancient sword that was flying towards his neck, then reached out to touch the place where the blade had hit. His expression was full of curiosity, and when he let go, even that faint red mark had vanished without a trace.
Seeing this scene, Lü Dongxuan's pupils constricted slightly.
Through their previous interactions, he knew that Wu Xiàn's physical body was powerful, far surpassing the ordinary Taoist immortals. However, the golden ancient sword that suddenly attacked him just now was not a projection, but the true body of the Central Yellow Emperor, which was transmitted by his own spiritual power.
Although suppressed by the laws of the mortal realm, its full power could not be exerted, but in terms of sharpness, it far exceeded the limit of the mortal realm. Even the true bodies of the Five Directions would hesitate to take on a direct hit.
Yet despite this, it still failed to harm this person in the slightest, let alone break the skin. This was rather incredible.
"Don't look at me with such an expression as if I were a monster."
Wu Xiàn twisted his neck, making a crisp cracking sound from bone compression, and then looked at the three figures opposite, smiling.
"You've resorted to such a move, it seems you really don't have any other cards up your sleeve... In that case, I'll not waste any more time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly transformed into a beam of golden light, teleporting to stand in front of Lü Dongxuan. His five fingers clenched, and another punch was delivered.
The punch imprint that blocked the sky and earth erupted instantly, unleashing a terrifying force that seemed to pour down from the heavens. It struck directly at the chaotic visage of the Central Yellow Emperor, dragging him into the broken void without resistance.
How fast!
Even faster than before!
Lü Dongxuan was half a beat late in reacting. As he was about to chase after and join forces with the Central Yellow Emperor's projection, he found that two powerful qi had already locked onto him and the one next to him, Qilong Mountain Tianshi Qi Xuanzhang.
"Without rules, one cannot form a square or a circle."
An old voice echoed, as if containing the mandate of heaven, and it became a prophecy.
Following that, Lü Dongxuan and Qi Xuanzhang felt a force of restraint surrounding them, allowing them to move their bodies but unable to shift the void quickly.
"Zhang! Fu! Yao!"
Lü Dongxuan spoke in a low, deliberate tone, and then two figures appeared together.
One was wearing Confucian robes and appeared old, none other than Zhuang Fuyao, the first sage of Confucianism who lived for eight hundred years.
The other was dressed in a black robe, with an equally ancient but vigorous spirit. His stature was also exceptionally tall, making him look like an elderly man who could fight well.
Second best in the world, the master of Wangxian City, Guang Xianzhi.
"I never thought I'd have the chance to meet with Lü Zǔ, which is truly a surprising and delightful occurrence."
"And there's Qi Xuanzhang from Longhu Mountain. After I fought with the elder sword god, you had already ascended. At that time, I felt rather regretful, but now it seems there is an opportunity to have a battle with you."
Wang Xianzhi first looked at the closed space split, then placed his gaze on the two Daoists in front of him. His eyes gradually shone, filled with a strong desire for battle.
Lü Dongxuan ignored him and looked at Zhuang Fuyao, his eyes cold: "Are you going to break the agreement made in the past?"
It was evident that Lü Dongxuan and Zhuang Fuyao were familiar with each other, as they lived in similar eras. Since Zhuang Fuyao was determined to resist the heavens, why would he forsake such a powerful fighting force as Lü Zǔ?
However, just like with Wu Xiàn, Zhuang Fuyao realized after meeting Lü Dongxuan that the latter's origin was not ordinary. It was highly possible that Lü Dongxuan was the reincarnation of an emperor. This instantly cooled his desire to cooperate.
But who knew that before Lü Dongxuan's transformation and rebirth, he had reached out to Zhuang Fuyao once again, promising to help him sever the connection between heaven and earth. In return, Zhuang Fuyao was to assist in his cultivation and make preparations for the future.
In the end, Zhuang Fuyao agreed. Through years of planning and later with the addition of the Emperor of Zhenwu, this peculiar structure of the Xuezhong World came into being.
Even the so-called "book flipper" identity of Huang Longshi, which he believed to be his own, was the result of a joint effort from several people. They infused him with a large amount of false future memories to use his intelligence to stir the Spring and Autumn Wars and write the script they desired.
However...
"As you can see, I now have a better choice."
Zhuang Fuyao smiled and paid no mind to Lü Dongxuan's question, just being a thick-skinned old man.
"Erasing the divine realm is beyond my expectations, but cleaning out these guys who treat the mortal realm like a toilet, whenever they feel like it and use it as they wish, I am all for it."
Hearing this, Wang Xianzhi beside him couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Although he had not awakened his true spirit, he had learned from the other party that he was the reincarnation of the Western White Emperor, so he was also part of the group that needed to be cleared out.
"Even if we succeed, what's the use? As long as we are willing, we will eventually return to the human realm. And when that time comes, we will be better prepared, and there will be no more mercy for humanity."
"Are you certain that such a future, you can bear?"
Lü Dongxuan said, his tone devoid of any warmth.
Hearing this, Wang Xianzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a faint trace of disgust appeared in his gaze as he looked at Lü Dongxuan. Zhuang Fuyao's smile on his face faded as well, and his expression became increasingly serious.
"It's not your concern."
At this moment, the void nearby shattered again, and as golden light flickered, Wu Xiàn's figure reappeared, holding a golden ancient sword that made continuous clanging sounds.
Pipa!
Electric arcs flashed, and the ancient sword fell silent instantly. Wu Xiàn also looked at Lü Dongxuan, whose face was darkening to an extreme point, with his eyes narrowed and his sword raised, smiling and saying.
"Comrade, it's time to set off. Remember to have your true form waiting up in the heavens. I'll be up there soon, then..."
"Kill you again."
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After a while, a thunderstorm raged over Wudang Mountain, with the eighty-one peaks trembling continuously for a long time without letting up.
No one outside knew what had actually happened, but only that a month later, Chu Huang Jiang Ren decreed an edict to announce to the world that Wudang Mountain was declared the national religion of Chu Kingdom, under the jurisdiction of the patriarch "Yuan Shiyi Da Luo Tian", and from then on, it would follow his orders, leading Taoism and becoming the top leader of the Taoist community.
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