Demon Cultivator with Celestial Book

The Hunlun Sect was located east of the Nanzhan Continent, ruling over a hundred nations and a myriad of states. Its reputation was formidable.

The True Disciples of this Ancestral Sect were always known to be competitive and belligerent when they traveled the world of Yanfu. At the slightest disagreement, they would challenge others to a duel, and their reputation was hardly any better than that of the Sword Dao fanatics.

Jiang Yi looked up at True Master Huangquan. ’As expected of a True Inheritance-level cultivator from an Ancestral Sect. His very first move shook the heavens and the earth; what an extraordinary display.’

’This "Yamalo Son of Heaven Body" is actually an ancient Daoist Technique?’

He was slightly surprised. In an age where the Tai Yang was manifest and the Thunder Core held sway, any technique involving the likes of Blood Qi or Yin malevolence should be suppressed.

Moreover, with Five Elements techniques being the dominant path, it was even harder for Ancient Demon Cultivators to make a name for themselves.

"Daoist, you may not be aware, but the fundamental principle behind the Hunlun Sect’s techniques and True Skills lies in ’using demons to control demons’."

"All their Qi Cultivation Cultivators train in techniques like the White Bone Method, the Yin Grain Spell, and the Five Ghosts Conveyance. Only after successfully achieving Foundation Establishment can they reverse-refine a True Skill."

Feng Yuan explained with a light chuckle,

"Daoist, do not be deceived by Nie Ying’s overwhelming demonic might into thinking the Five Elements can suppress him. That is not the case."

"This ’Yamalo Son of Heaven Body’ has reached the stage of Perfection. It embodies the principle of transitioning from death to life—an extreme that gives rise to its opposite. It is more than capable of matching our Junior Brother Yuan."

Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow. ’With rules like these,’ he thought, ’wouldn’t the Hunlun Sect’s Qi Cultivation Disciples be naturally a cut below those from other Ancestral Sects?’

"For that reason, the Hunlun Sect very rarely has disciples at the Qi Cultivation Realm leave the mountain. If they cannot achieve Foundation Establishment, they are confined within the sect for their entire lives."

Qu Liu’er said with a sweet smile,

"The gossips on the Nanzhan Continent all say in private that if you ever see a Hunlun Sect disciple outside their gates, you should run as far as you can. You can’t afford to provoke them."

Jiang Yi couldn’t help but smile. ’The Eight Sects of the Demon Dao truly each have their own strengths.’

As he spoke with Feng Yuan, the Magical Combat grew even more intense.

Suddenly, the auspicious cloud above Yuan Xiao’s head stirred. A vast expanse of golden light erupted as densely packed rays surged forward, forcibly blasting apart the sky-blotting hand that sought to capture him!

His body shot away like a rainbow streaking across the sky, covering several miles in an instant.

"Nie Ying, you haven’t improved at all!"

Yuan Xiao exhaled, and streams of piercing golden qi shot from his mouth and nose!

He then produced a great bow from his sleeve. Two black Jiao were coiled around it from head to tail, their expressions ferocious and malevolent, as if eager to devour a man whole.

Yuan Xiao held the great bow in one hand and hooked the string with the other as streams of golden qi condensed to form arrows!

"Looks like Junior Brother Yuan is getting serious."

A look of anticipation shone in Feng Yuan’s eyes. During the Hongshui Dharma Assembly, Yuan Xiao had not once used his famous "Golden Bow and Thunder Arrows."

But now, facing True Master Huangquan, he was unleashing his thunderous techniques. He truly must consider Nie Ying a formidable foe!

SWOOSH SWOOSH SWOOSH!

Three arrows shot out in rapid succession, tearing through the sky as swift as thunderbolts, closing in on the Yamalo Son of Heaven Body.

Nie Ying merged with the great banner, appearing like a towering, three-headed, six-armed divine demon. His faces were split between good and evil, each wearing a different ritual crown: one of a lotus, one of white bone, and one of Yin and Yang.

"Such insolence!"

He opened his mouths and spat. All three heads contorted into wrathful expressions, instantly generating a dense black cloud.

His True Qi and Magical Power circulated instantly. The roiling black cloud expanded abruptly, pouring down a torrent of stellar poison-fire and ninth-heaven astral winds!

The moment the three arrows neared the black cloud, they were scorched by the stellar poison-fire and blasted by the ninth-heaven astral winds, shattering and disintegrating in an instant.

"The Yamalo Son of Heaven Body, and the Doomsday Calamity Cloud!"

Yuan Xiao recognized the technique. ’He’s gathering the energies of the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations to nurture his Dao Foundation and gestate his Life Essence.’

Once activated, the black cloud would cover the sky like the final apocalypse, causing the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Mechanism to become chaotic and imbalanced. Pure and turbid energies would clash, and malevolent qi would erupt.

A True Monarch from the Hunlun Sect had once used this very move to annihilate an entire mid-sized world.

The sight was said to have been horrifying beyond words: the sun and moon dimmed, rivers and oceans burst their banks, white corpses floated upon endless waters, and lonely souls wailed upon the great waves.

Yuan Xiao’s expression grew a little more solemn. It seemed that after his defeat in their last Magical Combat, Nie Ying had reflected on the painful loss and was determined to shore up his weaknesses.

He had specifically cultivated the Yamalo Son of heaven Body, a technique that overwhelmed opponents with sheer presence and demonstrated immense Magical Power, along with the Doomsday Calamity Cloud, whose awesome might could cover hundreds of miles.

Only by doing so could he counter a Gengjin Cultivator, who moved like the wind with fierce and unrestrained attacks.

As a battle-hardened veteran, Yuan Xiao was not the least bit flustered. He first transformed into a golden rainbow and shot away, vanishing into the clouds to evade the fierce pincer attack of the stellar poison-fire and the ninth-heaven astral winds.

Once he had taken the high ground, he began to channel his Magical Power. His True Qi surged from the crown of his head with a thunderous RUMBLE and merged with several auspicious clouds!

In an instant, hundreds, even thousands, of golden arms manifested, all of them drawing back the great black Jiao bow in unison.

A cold glint flashed in Yuan Xiao’s eyes. With a single thought, ten thousand arrows shot forth!

With a series of sharp TWANGS, myriad arrows left the strings, flying like a fierce golden rain that blotted out the sky, piercing straight into the depths of the black cloud!

Standing in the center of the black cloud, Nie Ying shook his arms and waved the great banner. The black cloud contracted rapidly, forming a funnel-shaped pillar of qi that gathered all the poison-fire and astral winds, then viciously smashed down upon the rain of golden arrows.

The golden light and the demon cloud collided with a deafening BOOM. The sound shook the land for hundreds of miles, churning the Dian River into a frenzy of roiling waves and surging tides that nearly capsized several five-decked warships crossing its waters.

"If they keep fighting like this, we’re going to miss the opening of the Juku Continent."

Qu Liu’er watched the two figures, locked in a dead heat, then turned to Jiang Yi.

Among those present, the Daoist held the most respected position; he was the only one who could persuade the two combatants to stop their inseparable battle.

Jiang Yi could see it as well. True Master Huangquan of the Hunlun Sect was no slouch; he was evenly matched with True Inheritance Yuan Xiao of Zhen Peak.

If the stalemate continued, they could fight for days and nights with no clear winner.

’The opening of the Juku Continent by the Eight Sects is a major event and cannot be delayed.’

Fortunately, before he had left the sect, True Monarch Xu, whom Jiang Yi had acknowledged as a nominal master, had granted him a talisman to keep the Eight Peaks True Inheritance in line.

He flipped his hand over, revealing a bright red spell talisman, and sent a voice transmission.

"True Inheritance Yuan, do not get caught up in the battle. Seeking our Opportunity is what matters most."

As he infused it with Magical Power, a long white line suddenly appeared, splitting the space between heaven and earth. It separated Yuan Xiao and Nie Ying, preventing them from continuing their fight.