Daoist Competition

He pinched the spell, raising the banner from the ground.

Yan Huixin cupped his hand towards the surrounding, then took a big step forward, chanting incantations with Lu Muqiu, and followed where the banner moved.

Seven hundred miles away.

Zhou Huang stepped on the tunneling light, surveying all around, with flashes of sharp starlight occasionally shooting out from his eyes.

Xie Ke Ming watched the scene within the Star Stone and asked, "Senior brother, where should we head to?"

Zhou Huang had secret teachings from the sect elders, knowing that the Qiantian Junyang Essence should be within a treasure pot. However, the pot has developed a spiritual nature and would wander across the sky on its own, making it extremely difficult to capture, possibly hiding within any peak or rock. He said, "The Qiantian Junyang Essence is what we desire; the rest is of no concern."

Among the Demon Sect disciples, except for Feng Haiyang, he did not truly consider anyone else, even if six disciples joined forces to attack. He possessed the "Complete Heaven Square Inch" divine skill, which was enough to evade their sharpness.

Xie Ke Ming suddenly lowered his head, then upon raising it again, his eyes revealed a hint of killing intent. He leaned closer, whispering, "Senior brother, Zhang Yan is still behind us, now is the chance, why not..."

He gestured with a hand slicing across horizontally.

Zhou Huang’s eyes flickered, showing a hint of interest.

He pondered for a moment, realizing that the place is vast, and the Demon Sect disciples would not easily find the Junyang Essence, plus the Ten Great Profound Sects of the East Splendor have already entered this realm and likely started moving. There’s no need to rush in, and Zhang Yan might arrive shortly. If true, it is indeed a good opportunity to eliminate this trouble, he nodded, "Alright, let’s wait here for Zhang Yan to come by, and then find a way to eliminate this threat. Ke Ming, head north, I’ll go south, if you see Zhang Yan, remember to summon me with the flying book."

He contemplated for a while more, took out a polished Crystal Mirror with no edges from his sleeve, and tossed it to Xie Ke Ming, pointing to it, "This is the ’Moon Washing Mirror’. Within five hundred miles of its mirror light, everything is clearly visible. It’s originally part of a pair, divided into Sun and Moon Mirrors. This one is the Moon Mirror; I intended it for Qing Yun, but she has since passed, so you can use it."

Upon hearing Zhou Qingyun’s name, Xie Ke Ming couldn’t help feeling melancholic, took the mirror, rubbed it for a moment, his eyes fired with intense hatred, gritting his teeth, "I pledge to take Zhang Yan’s life, and avenge our senior sister’s blood feud."

Zhou Huang’s brows furrowed slightly, glanced at him, warning coldly, "I perceive Zhang Yan’s Daoist cultivation might be higher than yours, if encountered, remember to notify me and refrain from impulsive bravery. Understand?"

In the end, his voice was extremely stern, causing Xie Ke Ming’s heart to shiver, striving to stabilize his heart and spirit, he cupped his hand, "Yes, senior brother, little brother remembers."

Zhou Huang’s expression softened, patted his shoulder, and after cautioning a few more words, the two split and tunneled away.

After Zhou Huang went half a mile, he took out the ’Sun Cleansing Mirror’, set it at his side to illuminate everywhere, then rode a splendid starlight all the way through clouds and air, heading south.

He flew for two to three hundred miles, suddenly seeing light in the mirror, seemingly something flying towards him, took the mirror closer, and saw what was coming was a banner, its shape suggested it might have the power to move through the void.

He sneered, pressing the tunneling light down, simply stayed where he was to wait.

After a while, the banner flew from afar, swayed a few times, arriving nearby. Then, suspended in the air, a young Daoist in a red robe, seven feet tall, walked out from inside. Behind him, countless shadows flickered back and forth, but upon closer inspection, they seemed to be nothingness.

The Daoist bowed with a Daoist salute, saying, "Master Zhou, Yan Huixin from Jiuling Sect is here to learn your wisdom."

Simultaneously, from a portal on the side of the Star Stone, a clear light swiftly flew in, dissipating to reveal Zhang Yan and Elder Shen.

Zhang Yan just put away the token talisman, suddenly felt his body heavy, sensed within himself, discovering the Beiming Sword avatar hidden within the depth of his brow acupuncture point, he tried to invoke it but found it wouldn’t respond.

He showed slight surprise, contemplated briefly, called out to Mountain and River Child in his heart, but also received no response. He secretly thought, "Seems this situation has been suppressed."

He was unaware, this Star Stone was a Magic Artifact refined by a Great cultivator, previously set with prohibitions, any Dharma Treasure potentially endangering its body would be suppressed.

If he had brought the Beiming Sword True Body here, even with a token talisman in hand, the Gang Wind would block it outside, unable to enter the Star Stone.

Zhang Yan chuckled, even without the Beiming Sword’s assistance, he was not worried, assuming other cultivators here also arrived without True Artifacts. He was confident that just relying on his own divine passage skills would suffice to handle strong opponents here.

He raised his head,

Elder Shen surveyed the surroundings, stroking his beard, sighed, "It is indeed as Ancestor Shen Chong said, the spiritual energy here surpasses Cave Heaven Blessed Lands."

Zhang Yan agreed with a nod, he had been to the Floating Heavenly Palace, and comparing the spiritual energy here seriously, it indeed matched closely.

Though as he scanned the surroundings, he vaguely sensed, a spot seemed more densely filled with spiritual energy, concentrating to inspect but this feeling came quickly and dissipated swiftly, unable to grasp it further.

At that moment, a long beam of light suddenly swept over from a great distance, scanning through this world.

Just a hundred miles away, Xie Ke Ming holding the Crystal Mirror, gritting his teeth, said, "Zhang Yan, this time, let’s see who can protect you!"

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