Above the Great Dao
Chapter 448 - 215: Tianlao Society, Annihilation

Chapter 448: Chapter 215: Tianlao Society, Annihilation

Guxian Town was located in a remote area, one had to traverse through several large mountains in the Henggong Range filled with evil spirits and fraught with danger in order to enter the town. Apart from merchant caravans or those who lived in the mountains, few would venture here.

Zhuge Jian was a foreigner, and naturally, when he arrived in Guxian Town, he attracted many glances.

On the streets, the townspeople each paused their work, their eyes fixed on this outsider who had come from the mountains.

Some were holding teapots, drinking directly from the spout, yet their eyes followed Zhuge Jian’s figure as he moved.

Groups of three or five stood on the streetside, holding pickaxes and chatting while their heads turned following Zhuge Jian’s shadow.

Under the eaves, a woman sewing shoe soles raised the needle, rubbed some hair oil on her head, but her gaze was locked firmly on Zhuge Jian.

Zhuge Jian paid them no mind and began to move in a peculiar manner as he made his way towards the Three Elements Inn.

Guxian Town was famous for its ancient sages.

There was a legend that thousands of years ago, a great scholar from the town had succeeded in the imperial examinations, achieving the highest honors three times and reaching the position of Cabinet Scholar before he retired and returned to Guxian Town, passing away at the age of ninety-eight without any illness.

From then on, the town became famous and was renamed Guxian Town.

And that great scholar’s former residence was known as the Three Elements Inn.

The Three Elements Inn was not very big, but it spanned six or seven acres with a flower garden, a fish pond and rockery, and its houses were like ink-washed landscapes. There weren’t many buildings, only about a dozen or so, with most of them being pavilions, corridors, and deliberately open spaces in the garden.

On the street, one after another, the townspeople started moving as well, following behind Zhuge Jian, each with a malice in their gaze.

The tea drinker drained the last of the tea from his pot, poured out the leaves, blew a breath into the spout, and the Soul Refining Talisman etched inside the teapot lit up.

The farmers who held pickaxes rotated their palms on the wooden handles, and the talismans branded on them emitted bright light as they circulated along the wood.

The woman sewing shoe soles bit off the thread, blew on her needle, and it flew forth.

As Zhuge Jian passed through each alley, three or five individuals would emerge from the shadows behind him, each reaching into their clothes to pull out talisman treasures and talismanic weapons.

Behind them, shrine images flew out and Divine Embryos perilously seated themselves, fingers gesturing Sword techniques and spells, eyes fixed intently on Zhuge Jian’s retreating figure.

"Hey!"

The woman sewing shoe soles shouted with a loud voice, "Wouldn’t the official in front leave us a way out? You’ve been hunting down from Gongzhou City all the way here, don’t exterminate us!"

Zhuge Jian turned a deaf ear, silently reciting.

"At that time, the Hao Tian Jade Emperor in the great calamity of the Heaven Palace Jade Void Hall, addressed the heavens and earth, the sun, moon, stars, the Flying God King, the great Bodhisattvas, celestials, etc., preaching the Wind and Thunder Yu Step Demon-suppressing Divine Spell scripture."

A breeze began swirling around him.

At the street corner, several scattered paper offerings were blown upward, flying high into the sky.

"...The spell declares: The Five Thunder Deities, born with the Emperor. Received jade refinement by the Emperor, to subdue the stars. Fierce officials by the thousands, righteousness in a multitude of thousand troops. Seven heads and a hundred arms, giants with golden essence. Bodies reaching thousands of fathoms, swallowing the essence of spirits."

His steps varied, sometimes taking a long stride with his left foot and following with his right, or pausing with his right before stepping out.

Beneath his feet, it was as if there was a magical altar; at this moment, he was like an old mage on the altar, stepping the Big Dipper, silently reciting Divine Spells, about to summon the wind and thunder to bless his own body and vanquish demons to protect the Tao!

What he was reciting was none other than the Wind and Thunder Yu Step Divine Spell given to him by the young master and Chen Shi. This Cultivation Technique was divided into Divine Spell, Cultivation Technique, Step Technique, and Spell — reciting it with the blessing, its power was immeasurable!

The young master had given him only a fragmented version, which at most would allow him to achieve the Nascent Soul, whereas Chen Shi had given him a complete Cultivation Technique that could take him to the Returning Void Realm!

However, Chen Shi’s silently recited technique still lacked the Spell component.

But who needs spells to kill?

Zhuge Jian’s aura grew turbulent, and a Nascent Soul the size of a fingertip flew up unknown when, hovering just above his sword finger.

With his sword fingers held before his chest, his demeanor was solemn and majestic, like a god or a demon.

"...The spell declares: Mighty Divine Power, thunder and lightning showing its wrath! Slaying monsters, demons, lightning strikes like stars! Brahma’s Power shakes, courage blazes brightly... Urgent as the Jade Emperor’s decree!"

Around his body, thunder and lightning intermingled, and winds from all four directions rose.

Behind him, the disguised cultivators of the Tianlao Society hastened, each activating their spells, talisman treasures, and talismanic weapons, charging towards Zhuge Jian.

The woman sewing shoe soles showed a fierce expression, driving the steel needle with force, aiming a strike from a dozen steps away at the back of Zhuge Jian’s head, shouting, "If you don’t give us a way out, don’t you dare think you’ll get out alive!"

Zhuge Jian’s Divine Spell was complete, and with a stamp of his foot, winds and thunder passed beneath him and he vanished from the spot, reappearing behind the woman, with the blunt end of the Three-eyed Fire Gun in his hand slamming down on the woman’s head like a great iron hammer.

With a "crack," the woman’s skull caved in.

Zhuge Jian’s movements, swift as wind and thunder, wielded the Three-eyed Fire Gun, using its tail as a spear and its front as a hammer, to pierce and strike his foes.

From a young age, he had trained a set of skills, striking down hearts and lungs, smashing skulls, as easy as reaching into a pouch and taking what he wanted.

The tea drinker had barely raised his teapot when it was pierced through by the spear, pinning both the man and his teapot to the wall, the farmer with the pickaxe had his head split as the handle broke, and he knelt on the ground with his brain spilling out over his head.

Many Tianlao Society cultivators rushed from the alleys, shouting as they charged in. Zhuge Jian caught sight of one Cultivator holding a pair of eight-sided pumpkin hammers with dragon-head designs and could not help but be pleased. In the next instant, that cultivator’s head was blasted apart by the lightning from the Fire Gun, and both hammers fell into his hands.

Zhuge Jian slipped the Three-eyed Fire Gun onto his back, weighing one hammer in each hand. They weighed about three to five jins each; the heads were copper bumps, slightly smaller than a fist, carved into the shape of pumpkins.

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