Chapter 214 The Daoist Descends the Mountain to Cut Down the Dao

In an instant, Chang'an Sword flew into Wei Yuan's hand with an incomparably clear and melodious sword cry. It felt incredibly natural in his grasp, without the slightest hesitation or resistance. Visible sword energy emanated and flowed from the sword's blade, creating layers of ripples in the void.

The Grand Master of the浊世 (Zhuoshi – Turbid World) frowned slightly and said slowly, "…Yuanshi Tianzun?"

"You dare to come to my Zhuoshi."

"Do you really think there is no one in my Zhuoshi?"

He almost immediately saw that the Yuanshi Tianzun before him was only a clone, a presence similar to a thought.

While the Grand Master of Zhuoshi was still in his true form.

A true form that was even more powerful and complete than he was in the清气之世 (Qingqi Zhishi – World of Clear Qi).

Wei Yuan also immediately realized that he could only arrive here. In this home ground, he was no match for the Grand Master of Zhuoshi. Although the other party had no pride of a strongman, at least in terms of his own combat power, there was no problem. The last time Wei Yuan was able to break his cultivation, there were many other buffs.

That was because it was the World of Clear Qi at that time, and the Grand Master of Zhuoshi was not truly at his peak. After returning to Zhuoshi, he did not immediately recover his cultivation, but instead checked the condition of the Hun Tian body. Secondly, there was Kunlun transforming into a sword, and there was the convergence of all the Daoguo (Fruits of the Way) of thunder, flame, truth, earth, and karma, and there was also the blessing of the stars of the Heavenly Emperor.

Only in this way could he break through the barrier between the Clear and Turbid Worlds with one sword.

Completely breaking the Grand Master of Zhuoshi's cultivation.

Comparing the strength now, Wei Yuan was undoubtedly not an opponent.

Wei Yuan himself didn't care. This body was only formed because the Grand Master of Zhuoshi and Wei Yuan had a connection of karma, and then the body was condensed with karma, and the body was seen by many Zhuoshi gods and demons, so it further strengthened the concept of karma manifesting in the world, so it appeared here.

Wei Yuan himself could leave calmly.

At worst, he could abandon this clone.

But at this moment, Wei Yuan also felt that there was an extremely huge karma between Chang'an Sword and Zhuoshi. It seemed too difficult, almost impossible, to take it away with this clone. The power of the Grand Master of Zhuoshi was beyond doubt. Wei Yuan's mind moved slightly, but he also sensed that his own Way of Karma was beginning to become difficult. He already had a premonition in the dark—

His true body was not enough to cross over relying on these karmas.

Or rather, Wei Yuan, as the true Yuanshi Tianzun, was too "heavy."

At this moment, the "karma" could allow a wisp of thought to transform into a clone and come here, but it could not achieve the arrival of the true body.

Was it the Grand Master's doing?

Wei Yuan's gaze fell, seeing the Grand Master of Zhuoshi standing there calmly, there were countless, almost imperceptible laws entwining and changing, winding around like strands of ink-colored long snakes, entwining around the Daoist, and even karma was twisted to a certain extent.

The Grand Master of Zhuoshi could use all the laws in Zhuoshi?

And the priority was extremely high?

Sure enough, the strength level of the Grand Master in Zhuoshi was stronger than the one he had encountered before.

He was not an opponent.

Wei Yuan thoughtfully, with a shake of his wrist holding the sword in his right hand, the Chang'an Sword flowed and changed, and suddenly slashed vertically.

One sword, breaking the law!

So the myriad phenomena of the universe, the mountains and rivers of heaven and earth, were divided under this sword.

At this moment, a vast and majestic long howl resounded like cracking gold and splitting stones, rushing into the sky, and then a majestic ink-colored afterimage tore towards Wei Yuan's direction, followed by an angry shout: "Who is so arrogant!"

"How dare you be disrespectful to the Grand Master here!"

"Courting death!"

Wei Yuan's Chang'an Sword just calmly slashed horizontally, forcing the ink-colored afterimage to stop.

That was a weapon, a killing weapon specially forged for battlefield slaughter, incorporating the characteristics of various weapons in the human world!

"Halberd…"

Wei Yuan muttered slowly to himself.

Then he saw a tall man rising into the sky, holding the halberd in both hands, taking advantage of the momentum to accumulate strength, and then slashing down fiercely towards Wei Yuan, his arrogance soaring to the sky, his momentum like a rainbow. Wei Yuan guided the Chang'an Sword in his hand, blocking this domineering halberd that had been accumulating strength, and looked at the familiar face after unfastening the helmet: "... Lü Bu Fengxian?"

It was as if he still saw that ruthless man who had stabbed Cao Mengde in the back when the latter slaughtered Xu Province.

The man who finally made the latter have to retreat in a hurry.

The number one warrior in the world, who was clearly free and unrestrained, but was given the title "Fengxian."

Lü Bu Fengxian's arrogance soared, and the halberd in his hand slammed down and slashed fiercely in a domineering manner. With each move, his own aura seemed to be elevated once. In the end, the sky was filled with a violent battlefield aura, which seemed to suppress the Daoist.

Finally, the halberd and the Chang'an Sword were pressed together, but the Daoist was only guiding the sword with one hand, and Lü Bu was holding the halberd with both hands.

Those tiger eyes stared at the white-haired Daoist in front of him. His body, tempered and strengthened by the Grand Master of Zhuoshi, possessed a sensory ability that surpassed ordinary people and could even reverse-sense. He seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly said, "I know you."

"You are remnants of the Yellow Turban Army."

His aura soared wildly, and then he held the halberd and pressed down continuously, his expression arrogant and uninhibited, and he laughed loudly:

"Do you also want to learn from Cao Mengde and come here to offer the Seven-Star Treasure Knife? Hahaha, why not offer it to me!"

"You Yellow Turban Army are nothing but remnants, easily defeated by various lords!"

"And this general resisted the eighteen lords at Hulao Pass!"

"What use is a mere Yellow Turban remnant like you?!"

His voice was domineering, with the bravery of an unparalleled ghost god, but also with respect for the Grand Master of Zhuoshi.

But Wei Yuan was stunned.

Cao Mengde offered the Seven-Star Treasure Knife to assassinate Dong Zhuo.

Using the Seven-Star Treasure Knife to refer to the Chang'an Sword, and saying to give the Seven-Star Treasure Knife to him.

Resisting the eighteen lords?

After that, Lü Bu assassinated Dong Zhuo... The combined meaning was.

'Lend me the sword, and I will assassinate this person from behind.'

A slight fluctuation appeared in Wei Yuan's heart. Lü Bu's aura soared, and then he suddenly waved the halberd. Wei Yuan's current body of karma was suppressed by Zhuoshi and interfered by the Grand Master of Zhuoshi, so he retreated, and Lü Bu stood in the void, his aura majestic, as if he had successfully repelled the Daoist, and his aura was even more like a rainbow.

He rotated the halberd in his hand for a week, then gripped it tightly, pointed to the sky, and shouted:

"I, Lü Fengxian, am loyal to the Grand Master, and my heart and feelings can be shown to the heavens and the earth!"

"You, don't even think about taking a step forward!"

Wei Yuan lowered his eyes, and the karma flowed and changed, and the natural evolution began to deduce whether what Lü Bu Fengxian said was correct.

The result obtained was presented in a very intuitive way.

Wei Yuan's eyes were slightly dazed, and a piece of blood flashed before his eyes. Lü Bu Fengxian held the halberd in one hand and the Chang'an Sword in the other, laughing wildly, while the Grand Master of Zhuoshi's sleeves and clothes had striking bloodstains on them, and he even staggered and fell down. Then he saw cracks appearing on the ground of Zhuoshi, and saw a vast land.

Wearing a light-colored long dress, and with a gentle face, Hou Tu was walking aimlessly on this wide, boundless ground.

In front of her was a scorching hot purgatory, and at this time, in the area where Lü Bu Fengxian passed, the earth of Zhuoshi cracked, and countless turbid qi escaped, collided, and gushed onto the scorching and terrifying purgatory, and then constructed a path in front of Hou Tu, allowing her to safely pass through this dangerous area.

The picture disappeared in an instant.

But the karmic hint given by this picture was extremely clear.

As long as a certain opportunity was given, then Lü Bu Fengxian would directly betray the Grand Master of Zhuoshi.

Without even hesitating!

Moreover, he didn't know how Lü Bu Fengxian did it, but the feeling of the earth cracking was like Lü Bu directly causing a considerable impact on Zhuoshi. The Grand Master staggered and fell, indicating he was seriously injured, and the Hou Tu behind him represented that because of Lü Bu Fengxian's actions, Hou Tu, who would have fallen into some danger, would be safe and sound.

But why didn't Lü Bu attack the Grand Master before?

Wei Yuan immediately thought of the reason—

The original Lü Bu's betrayal of the Grand Master wouldn't even break his defense.

However, what if Lü Bu Fengxian at this time had a sword that contained a Daoguo?

That picture was too beautiful.

Wei Yuan tapped the Chang'an Sword with his finger.

In an instant, he injected enough powerful karma and extremely sharp sword intent into the Chang'an Sword.

With divine light contained in his pupils, the Daoist saw the layers of ripples in the void. The Grand Master of Zhuoshi took action, mobilizing many majestic laws, but he used them skillfully and freely, locking onto Wei Yuan from all directions, sealing his karma, twisting his concept, stripping the concept of Yuanshi Tianzun in Zhuoshi, knocking him down to the dust, and turning him into an ordinary Daoist.

'Is this the last opponent you face?'

Wei Yuan's eyes drooped slightly.

The Daoist clenched the long sword with his five fingers, and his body was suddenly enveloped by sword energy.

The Grand Master of Zhuoshi directly sealed and deprived Wei Yuan of his karma power.

The position of Yuanshi Tianzun, deprived!

The concept of karma, deprived!

The power of Zhuoshi suppressed him, reducing all the powers around him!

The power of law, deprived!

In an instant, Wei Yuan understood that whether it was the crazy Fuxi in the past, or the Kaimei, whose curiosity was greater than the sky, they were ultimately defeated in this situation. The source of the Grand Master of Zhuoshi's power was the entire Zhuoshi world's rejection and hostility towards the strongmen of the Clear World. It was the power of an entire world that made Fuxi and Kaimei's powers temporarily invalid.

Lü Bu Fengxian raised the halberd in his hand and chased towards this place.

And the Grand Master forcibly stripped Wei Yuan of his power.

Countless gods and demons were coming towards the Daoist's clone at this moment, but they were torn apart by the extremely sharp sword energy. In the end, a sharp sword directly stabbed down. In order to protect his own state of mind, and in order to break the flaw of Wei Yuan's previous sword that cut off his left arm, the Grand Master of Zhuoshi deliberately raised his hand, and used the left arm that had been completed with special techniques before, directly blocking it in front of Wei Yuan's sword!

In an instant, an unparalleled sword cry rose up.

Countless laws shattered, surging in all directions.

The Grand Master of Zhuoshi's eyes were deep, watching the Daoist in front of him: "Here, I am the Dao!"

"How dare a Daoist go against the Dao!"

Wei Yuan held the sword in his right hand and replied, "A Daoist follows the Dao and responds to fate."

"If the Heavenly Dao can be saved, then I will guide it, I will protect it."

The Daoist's hair bun split open, and the Chang'an Sword in his hand suddenly cried out, his white hair slightly raised, and then, the sharpness became more and more fierce and awe-inspiring, rushing into the sky: "If the Heavenly Dao cannot be saved."

"We Daoists."

"Just go down the mountain and cut down the Dao!"

"Recreate the Vault of Heaven!"

"That's all!"

The Daoist ignored the Grand Master of Zhuoshi's right arm that was attacking his heart in anger.

He spun around, and the long sword cried out leisurely, suddenly passing through a certain obstacle, and then swept across majestically.

The pure white sword energy escaped and flowed, as if the clouds above the nine heavens were surging and falling. The blade of the Chang'an Sword tore through the Grand Master of Zhuoshi's left arm, bursting out countless brilliant starlight, and finally returned to a leisurely sword cry. The left arm that the Grand Master of Zhuoshi had recast with supreme secret techniques was cut off again.

The Chang'an Sword fell to the ground.

The Zhuoshi gods and demons' voices were slightly stagnant, and they saw the Qing-robed Daoist and the Grand Master of Zhuoshi passing by.

Seeing the Daoist's body shaking and twisting, and finally slowly showing signs of dissipating.

The body, which had about 80% of the true body's combat power, fell.

But only the body began to blur, surrounded by faint clouds, but it was even more ethereal. He looked at the Grand Master of Zhuoshi's arm, still calm and bland: "I cut off your arm, how did you reattach it?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll cut it off for you."

"From now on, you reattach it once, and I'll cut it off once,"

"This is karma."

The Daoist looked at his disappearing right hand, looked at the Chang'an Sword on the ground, his white hair slightly raised. Clearly he was the defeated party, but his aura was not inferior at all. The surrounding gods and demons were all silent, unable to look up to him. The Daoist turned around and said lightly:

"My sword will be left here. Is there anyone who wants to see this Daoist off?"

ps: Today's second update... 3,600 words.