Daoist Competition

General Han came in too eagerly, riding the wind and clouds ahead, so more than ten trusted aides were left behind.

By the time they arrived, they saw him being struck to death by a single Purple Cloud Divine Thunder from Zhang Yan, leaving nothing but ashes, a scene that left them extremely terrified. With a scream, they desperately fled back.

Zhang Yan stood with his hands behind his back, as if suspended in mid-air, knowing that Han Suyi was leading others to block their escape, so he did not give chase.

The townspeople below saw him descend from the heavens and, with a wave of his hand, tame the thunder to sweep away the demons. They believed him to be a True Immortal descending to the mortal realm, and they all knelt and worshipped, calling him "Immortal," bowing incessantly.

Master Yang was also extremely moved, shouting, "Heaven does not abandon our Chui State. With such an Immortal’s assistance, we will surely protect the safety of our people in Chui State. Jiang Daoist, please quickly take me forward, I want to pay respects to this Immortal."

At this moment, Jiang Zheng, upon seeing Zhang Yan, seemed to be in a trance. Master Yang called him several times before he came to his senses. He quickly wielded his Xuan Guang, arrived in front of Zhang Yan, and suddenly knelt in the clouds, choking with emotion, "Disciple Jiang Zheng, how fortunate, to see the divine visage of the teacher again today."

After speaking, he bowed deeply, respectfully knocking his head thrice.

Zhang Yan cast his gaze over, looked at him, and asked in surprise, "Are you that young lad from that day?"

Seeing that his Master still remembered him, Jiang Zheng became even more excited, bowed once more, and said, "Yes, it is indeed the disciple."

Zhang Yan looked him over again, nodded, and sighed, "Without anyone to guide you, to cultivate to this extent today is truly remarkable."

On the day the Long River breached, Jiang Zheng and his fellow villagers were trapped on a hill. Coincidentally, Zhang Yan passed by and casually rescued him along with over a dozen others. Seeing his decent constitution and some spiritual nature, he bestowed upon him a talisman.

This single talisman allowed Jiang Zheng to glimpse the path of cultivation.

Unlike the ordinary cultivation methods of the mortal world, the method bestowed by Zhang Yan not only included cultivation techniques but also mentioned where to obtain the Jade Liquid from the Opening Meridians Pool. With this extra guidance, he was able to break through after Yuan Condensation and open his meridians at a declining noble family surnamed Han.

Later, while traveling the world, he stumbled upon a former Cave Mansion, which allowed him to cultivate to his current Xuan Guang Realm.

Master Yang, seeing this, was taken aback, realizing that this Daoist was Jiang Daoist’s teacher. He secretly thought that the Immortal must have foreseen his disciple’s distress, hence came to the rescue, feeling incredibly relieved.

He carefully scrutinized Zhang Yan. Although this Immortal seemed about twenty-something, he understood that a figure who could fly and harness thunder should not be judged by appearance, surmising that this youthful-looking person was likely an old Immortal several hundred years old.

He tidied his attire, solemnly bowed, and said, "Thank you, Immortal, for your protection, saving the lives of the entire city. May I know the Immortal’s esteemed name?"

Zhang Yan smiled faintly without answering, simply saying, "Are you the governor of this place?"

Master Yang quickly bent his body and said, "Indeed, it is I."

Zhang Yan remained calm and said, "Go and reassure the townspeople, as long as they do not leave the city, I can protect them from harm."

Master Yang ceremoniously bowed to Zhang Yan, gratefully saying, "Daoist, may your actions align with Heaven’s Heart, I thank you on behalf of the people of Chui State."

He made a firm decision in his heart, "If this Immortal can avert this disaster, I must find a painter to create a portrait for him, ensuring continuous offerings and incense."

Meanwhile, Han Suyi had already driven the Star Pivot Palace over the heads of the demons.

Below the grand hall of the Flying Palace, besides her, some fifty disciples, either sitting or standing, eagerly awaited to confront the demons below.

All were kin or disciples from the Han Clan, who accompanied her to exterminate the Demon Tribe and earn merit.

Han Suyi’s beautiful eyes scanned downward with a plan in mind. She flipped her delicate wrist, taking out an Array Flag, and commanded, "Zheng Wan, take some disciples with you, go a hundred miles east and west, and set up an array there."

Upon her command, a female disciple of outstanding appearance stepped forward to accept the order. Swiftly, she selected over twenty disciples and led them out to arrange the array.

Beside Han Suyi, a trusted maid curiously asked, "Mistress, why not seal off all four directions?"

Defeating these little demons is not difficult, but if they scatter into the wilderness, they will be hard to eliminate and cause great harm.