Chapter 284 Kunlun!!!

　　Silken threads of cause and effect intertwined and changed, directly sealing off all vitality and possibilities. At the heart of all the converging karma was Wei Yuan, who had rushed back after 'converting' the Hun Tian body. He had faintly perceived the uniqueness of Jinmu Yuanjun (Golden Mother Goddess), and at this moment, this powerful being from the turbid world had actually appeared in the human realm.

　　She still carried the karma from the museum and from Jue.

　　"...I didn't expect Jinmu Yuanjun to come to the human realm."

　　"If I had known, I would have extended the hospitality of a host."

　　The voice was calm and gentle.

　　But the Qingping Sword had already been unsheathed, transforming into a stream of emerald light, revolving and changing silently around him.

　　And above the Daoist's head, the faint golden light became even richer.

　　That was no longer cause and effect.

　　It was the advanced state of the [Zhutian Qingyun], the defensive concept of the [Huang Tian].

　　Upon realizing that the girl before him had Jue's karma, Wei Yuan immediately used all his means. Having already clashed with this Jinmu Yuanjun before, he naturally wouldn't underestimate her in the slightest. Hearing Wei Yuan's question, Jinmu Yuanjun gritted her teeth in secret resentment.

　　*I* don't know either!

　　I shouldn't have trusted Old舅爷 (Old Uncle-Grandfather)...

　　He even screwed *me* over!

　　Immediately, she raised her eyes and gazed at the calm, indifferent Yuanshi Tianzun before her. The coldness that had been softened by the familiar and warm atmosphere inside the museum, the softness that had appeared on her face under the gentle voice of the girl Jue, almost instantly hardened again, even more so.

　　With a grip of her left hand, she put away the flowers Jue had given her.

　　Then, she gently pressed her palm onto the back of her right hand.

　　It still hurt!

　　The image of their previous battle flashed before her eyes, that damned old dad...

　　That bastard Tianzun had directly stomped on her hand, the cause and effect and sword qi almost piercing through it. Even though she had resisted, the pain hadn't been lessened in the slightest, and he had even coldly told her to get lost.

　　Damn it...

　　Even Old 舅爷 had never scolded me like that.

　　Ripples appeared in her deep, ink-black pupils.

　　Her previous state of mind was like the eternal snow on Kunlun Mountain, melting and collapsing under Jue's gentleness.

　　Now, it was directly freezing up again with a *crack, crack*.

　　And it was being frozen even thicker! Even thicker!

　　"Yuanshi Tianzun?"

　　The long spear in her hand was densely covered with Qi's terrifying Qimen (Mystic Gate) formations, and with a casual wave, Jinmu Yuanjun said indifferently:

　　"When did this human realm become Yuanshi Tianzun's dojo?"

　　"I want to come and go as I please."

　　"Do you think you alone can stop me?"

　　Wei Yuan lowered his eyes and said calmly:

　　"That's not necessarily true."

　　"Although my humble abode is small, I do have tea. Why not stay a little longer?"

　　Jinmu Yuanjun scoffed: "No need. I've already sat."

　　"Besides, your wife's tea-making skills are excellent."

　　"I like it very much."

　　Wei Yuan frowned slightly, his five fingers clenched together silently, turning cause and effect into a sword, tearing and slashing down at an almost impossible-to-defend angle. He was merciless and decisive. As he attacked, the sword path changed. It was the sword art, Chang'an!

　　Jinmu Yuanjun seemed to have anticipated this.

　　With a shake of her right hand, the divine weapon in her palm spun and resonated, clear and resounding like a dragon. It actually defended against Wei Yuan's sword art in an incredibly unbelievable way. It was as majestic as a mountain, yet as agile as the wind. It was a method Wei Yuan had never seen before. With a shake of the spear, all kinds of laws manifested in the void, making the surroundings even more profound and empty, as if falling into the infinite universe.

　　And within this infinite universe, one 'star' after another lit up.

　　Myriad Stars and Phenomena!

　　A Forest of Astral Arches!

　　Each star contained power condensed from mythical concepts, and looking around at this moment, the number of stars was so great that it was impossible to say an accurate number for a moment. Wei Yuan's expression changed slightly. With a sweep of his sleeves, countless changes in cause and effect intertwined and transformed into sword qi, like water, gathering into an abyss, also endless.

　　Jinmu Yuanjun shouted sharply, and the long spear suddenly spun and stabbed out.

　　Like a nebula rotating in the universe, it gathered all the power of the stars at one point at the same time, violently penetrating through.

　　It intersected with the sword formation laid down by Wei Yuan's causal sword qi, vaguely forming a situation of equal resistance.

　　No, not equal resistance!

　　Jinmu Yuanjun saw the Daoist simultaneously withdraw his protective treasure, allowing the Huang Tian Qingyun to directly roll and surge downwards, transforming into layers of power, shielding and protecting the human realm below, so as to avoid causing any damage or interference to the human realm from the power of their clash.

　　Although Jinmu Yuanjun herself had also secretly prepared a backup plan to prevent the aftermath from spreading.

　　But the Daoist before her didn't know her background.

　　To dare to do this when facing a pure Turbid World's Ten Pinnacle Dao Fruit realm.

　　Was it ignorance or arrogance?

　　Sure enough, he was an arrogant and ignorant idiot, a big, big idiot.

　　Jinmu Yuanjun felt the back of her hand hurting again. Annoyance welled up in her heart, and she urged the power of the divine weapon in her hand, attacking the Yuanshi Tianzun before her with a violent and fierce momentum. The spear's attack was originally incomparably fierce and also possessed a vast and majestic force, making it extremely difficult to resist, but the Daoist simply controlled it with one hand.

　　[Heaven Flipping Palm]!

　　Jinmu Yuanjun's eyes narrowed slightly, recognizing this iconic palm technique.

　　As for why she knew it.

　　It was naturally because this was the [Heavenly Pole Insight] of the Lord of the Ruins, the former Lord of the Ruins...

　　Ah, he was still the current Lord of the Ruins.

　　He had successfully recorded this move completely by undergoing a tragic experience of being beaten to the point of almost exploding his head on the spot, and imprinted the mysteries of this top-notch palm technique into the core of the Ruins' Heavenly Mechanism Formation. Because of the high frequency and numerous times he was beaten, unmatched throughout the ages, this palm technique was even recorded as one of the most complete.

　　In her era, anyone in the human realm could comprehend it with merit, a peerless divine art with an extremely high upper limit.

　　There was absolutely no monopoly.

　　But Jinmu Yuanjun hadn't learned this move—

　　Because it was too reckless.

　　That's what Fuxi said.

　　It was straightforward, without any skill or difficulty, and no aesthetic appeal.

　　But at this moment, this palm technique, which was considered to be the most powerful and forceful in the future, actually evolved layers of gentle strength from the palm, giving birth to the transformation of inverting yin and yang, directly and firmly controlling the long spear in his hand. Wei Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said slowly: "...This is Di Jun's move?"

　　"Why do you know it?"

　　Jinmu Yuanjun was about to speak when she suddenly felt a chill.

　　She saw the Daoist in front of her calmly block her path, and above the sky, a brilliant emerald light lit up.

　　It slashed down fiercely.

　　Directly at her crown!

　　It was the Qingping!

　　Jinmu Yuanjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

　　She suddenly remembered when Fuxi was teaching her swordsmanship. Even though he was extremely disdainful of this Daoist, he would still use the Heavenly Mechanism Light to reshape the information flow from the cracks of time and create illusions of Yuanshi Tianzun to teach her swordsmanship. She had once asked why she needed to learn this swordsmanship when she had the all-encompassing power of the Heavenly Emperor, the stern killing intent of the military strategists, and the lofty nature of West Kunlun.

　　Fuxi, who was always disdainful of the Daoist, had remained silent before answering that although this guy was reckless and foolish, his talent in battle and his grasp of timing were absolutely genius. Some people could hold a sword for a lifetime and still not truly learn how to use it, but some people could reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship in just a mortal's lifetime.

　　"Combat intuition?"

　　Jinmu Yuanjun wanted to retreat, but she was suppressed by the force of the Heaven Flipping Palm and couldn't move freely at all.

　　The Qingping Sword had already fallen from the sky.

　　It seemed that there was no way to avoid it.

　　The girl's eyes narrowed slightly, and the mysteries of Kunlun circulated and changed. The long spear almost turned into a forest of ice, its aura permeating.

　　Layers upon layers of jade dragons and snow snakes, freezing Buzhou!

　　Accumulating momentum and grandeur, a secret art of the Water God.

　　Wei Yuan's Heaven Flipping Palm suddenly collapsed, and even the Daoist robe was torn open after a crisp sound.

　　The simplest application of the Turbid World's Gengjin Dao Fruit characteristic was enough to make everything permeate and carry the sharpest and coldest aura, comparable to the sharpness of famous swords forged from celestial materials like Western Gengjin. When Wei Yuan's Daoist robe fluttered down, the traces of the torn sleeves had silently healed.

　　White hair, jade hairpin, strands of hair falling to his waist.

　　Sleeves fluttering, as if swallowing the grandeur of the world, his eyes contained hidden charm, including cause and effect.

　　The sound of swords ringing around him was endless. Below was the Huang Tian, above was the Qingming, and the Daoist stood within it. The peerless divine sword Qingping was roaring and flowing in the air, emitting a sharpness that could tear everything apart. The Daoist calmly stretched out his right hand, silent, but with a terrifying oppressive force that shrouded everything, blocking everything, and pushing against all enemies in the world!

　　Jinmu Yuanjun subconsciously tightened her grip on the divine weapon.

　　Subconsciously gritting her teeth.

　　She suddenly remembered when she was young, she had seen a rare hot-blooded battle manga drawn by Lady Vodka.

　　It seemed to be a script written by Bai Ze.

　　The name was called "It's Especially Difficult to Advance When the Former Protagonist Becomes the Final Boss."

　　Wei Yuan gazed at the divine weapon, looking at the circulating Kunlun cold aura above it, and said slowly: "《Kunlun Calamity Spear》."

　　"This is the inheritance of the Queen Mother of the West... What is your relationship with Kunlun?"

　　"Just now, did you go to see Jue?"

　　Jinmu Yuanjun, wearing a veil, looked at the almost invincible Daoist with a pair of ink-black eyes, and said indifferently:

　　"Not only did I see her, but I also drank the flower tea she brewed herself."

　　"I ate the snacks she made herself."

　　"She also asked me to find her again when I have time to chat and talk."

　　"Oh, right..."

　　The long spear in Jinmu Yuanjun's hand moved slightly, and said, "She also gave me the flowers she planted in Kunlun Mountain."

　　"They are really beautiful flowers."

　　Wei Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, his face unreadable.

　　Only the sword sounds in the void became more magnificent and grand. Looking at the Jinmu Yuanjun in front of him, he had only had one contact with this woman, and he knew very little. He couldn't be said to be familiar with her at all. He could only confirm that this person definitely had a problem, and neither cause and effect nor heavenly secrets could reveal any information flow. The Daoist said slowly: "I'll ask one more time, who exactly are you..."

　　"Or do you want me to defeat you personally and then take off your veil?"

　　"To see your karma."

　　"Hmph, if you want to know my background, then you might as well come and see for yourself."

　　"Now that there are no outsiders interfering, let me see how much you really weigh!"

　　Like the bamboos of Nanshan facing the pines of the North Sea, in just a few words, the two of them were filled with the smell of gunpowder.

　　Jinmu Yuanjun raised her hand, and the divine weapon in her palm roared, while the Qingping Sword also fell into Wei Yuan's hand.

　　But the next moment, the veiled girl took half a step forward, originally intending to fight with the Gengjin Dao Fruit, but suddenly paused.

　　The appearance of Bai Ze smiling appeared in her mind.

　　The lazy temperament faded away, replaced by the coldness and smile of a strategist of the Xuanyuan Emperor.

　　'Some things, you don't have to say, I can deduce them...'

　　Didn't have to say?

　　Jinmu Yuanjun hesitated, pursed her lips, and the long spear in her hand vibrated, shaking open the Qingping Sword in the Daoist's hand.

　　But without forcing an attack, she suddenly let out a long howl.

　　The two words she spoke made Wei Yuan's expression change drastically—

　　"Kunlun!!!"

　　Above the sky, the aura of jade dragons and snow snakes suddenly rose, spreading endlessly, and the coldness of the white snow fell on the world.

　　Kunlun responded.

　　ps: Second update today...