Yellow Court Daoist
Chapter 405 - 381: Descent!

"Being cautious is still the best course of action on the journey to the Chunshen Realm."

Lu Qingfeng put away the Inheritance Order.

Outside of the Inheritance Order, the Summoning Sword was a gift from the Min River Dragon Lord. Grasping it in his hand, Lu Qingfeng felt the awe-inspiring power within the sword, which momentarily surprised him.

He was someone who had seen much of the world.

He had even possessed more than one Immortal Artifact.

But for many Fourth Realm and Primordial Spirit Stage cultivators, they would be lucky to have a single Seventh-Order Magical Artifact by their side throughout their life. For some particularly unlucky ones, it was normal not to even have one.

The Min River Dragon Lord was wealthy due to owning the Min River, yet his base was ultimately shallow. Sixth-Order Magical Artifacts were not scarce, but Seventh-Order Magical Artifacts were definitely few. Such a generous offer was truly beyond Lu Qingfeng's expectations.

After all.

When the clone, Luo Fuzi, entered the Chunshen Realm, the Min River Dragon Lord had only bestowed a Sixth-Order Magical Artifact upon him.

"Refine it well."

"Once in the Chunshen Realm, prioritizing your survival is of utmost importance. Besides yourself, whether it's Chi Bai or Luo Fuzi, do not fully trust them."

The Min River Dragon Lord glanced at Lu Qingfeng, hesitation flickering in his eyes for an instant, then closed his eyes and his figure faded away, vanishing from sight.

As he left.

His voice came through, "In two years, this Lord will come for you."

After that, his presence was completely gone.

"Chi Bai."

Lu Qingfeng toyed with the Summoning Sword, information about this person flashing through his mind—

A thousand years ago.

When the Min River Dragon Lord sought refuge with the Shang River, he was appointed to govern the Min River. It was during the time of the once every five hundred years selection of cultivators to enter the Chunshen Realm. Having joined the Shang River, the Min River Dragon Lord was also involved. On short notice, he could only rush to a cypress forest in Min River, finding a Red Snake with decent potential to take as a disciple.

Hence, Chi Bai.

After a hurried few years of teaching, Chi Bai was sent into the Chunshen Realm. Strictly speaking, even less acquainted with the place than 'Luo Fuzi.' Of course, in the eyes of the Min River Dragon Lord, neither Luo Fuzi nor Chi Bai were worthy of trust.

"The Dragon Palace and the Heavenly Court are attacking the Chunshen Realm, aiming to incorporate it into the Ancient Shang Region."

"Once successful, the rewards from heaven and earth are for all those within the Chunshen Realm."

"However, if there are fewer survivors from the Ancient Shang Practitioners at that time, the more fortune and rewards will fall upon oneself. Neither the Three Great Dragon Palaces get along with the Heavenly Court, and they are not of one mind amongst themselves either. They may turn deadly at any moment for the sake of their own futures."

"Even if they belong to the Min River Dragon Palace."

"But I have never met Chi Bai, and he has only been in the Min River Dragon Palace for a few years, making his true nature uncertain."

Lu Qingfeng pondered, understanding the concerns of the Min River Dragon Lord.

However.

Chi Bai may not be trustworthy, but Luo Fuzi most certainly had no issues.

Lu Qingfeng contemplated for a moment.

And then began refining the Summoning Sword.

It was a Seventh-Order Magical Artifact, after all; refining it would certainly enhance his combat power.

...

Two years later.

Somewhere in the Shang River Dragon Palace, occupying a thousand miles and radiating bursts of Divine Light piercing the sky, stood over a hundred individuals. If one were to look down from high above, they would find that a thousand miles of the Earth Realm were arranged entirely according to the Eight Diagrams, with the hundred individuals each positioned properly and forbidden to move casually.

"What a Mysterious Array."

Lu Qingfeng stood among them, marveling at the mysteriousness of the surrounding formation. Without daring to utilize the power of the Daluo Cave Temple, he could barely fathom its profound intricacies. The array seemed to subtly connect with something external, as if extending eastward, yet also westward, and even the skies above had a cryptic synergy with it.

"I see."

"The Shang River Dragon Palace is at the center, the East Sea to the east, the West Sea to the west, and the Heavenly Court above; it should be large arrays from all four directions exerting force in unison."

Lu Qingfeng figured out some of the mechanics, but could discern no more.

Instead of continuing to investigate, he turned to look around.

The hundred or so individuals around him were all Ancient Shang Practitioners who would be entering the Chunshen Realm with him.

The Shang River Dragon Palace had many subordinates, and there were quite a few Second Grade Gods and Sealed Border Officials like the Min River Dragon Lord and the Wujiang Dragon Lord. The Min River Dragon Lord, due to his shallow background and experience, had only one quota.

While other more established gods had two to three, or even three to five quotas each.

Adding up to a considerable number.

A careful count revealed.

That within the Eight Diagram Array at this moment, there were a total of one hundred and twenty-six people. If the East Sea, West Sea, and the Heavenly Court also had similar numbers, then this time there would be around four to five hundred Ancient Shang Practitioners entering the Chunshen Realm.

Once deciphered every five hundred years.

Over thousands of years, the number of Ancient Shang Practitioners in the Chunshen Realm, whether dead or alive, was quite substantial.

Scanning the area.

Lu Qingfeng noticed among the soon-to-be Chunshen Realm-bound Shang River cultivators, two whose auras were somewhat similar to that of the Wujiang Dragon Lord he had seen before. Their appearance and stature also matched the information he had gathered about the Seventh and Eighth Lords of the Wujiang Dragon Palace.

"Ao Yin."

"Ao Pi."

Lu Qingfeng looked towards them, a faint glimmer flickering in his eyes.

Being observed like this.

They both sensed it and looked towards Lu Qingfeng together. Upon seeing him, a hint of astonishment altered their expressions, and immediately their eyes revealed an apologetic sentiment—

"Turns out it's Brother Guangyuan."

A voice spoke up close by.

Lu Qingfeng followed the voice and saw the Wujiang Dragon Palace's Eighth Lord, Ao Pi, mouthing the words, obviously transmitting his thoughts.

Lu Qingfeng paid no attention.

Seeing this, Ao Pi didn't mind but seemed more apologetic, "Pi, being young and ignorant, committed many wrongdoings. I'm deeply ashamed and have been looking for a chance to apologize to Sister Ao Le."

Beside.

Ao Yin also sighed, "Brother Guangyuan rightly resents my brother and me. At that time, we were young and truly failed Sister Ao Le."

The two brothers had a bitter look in their eyes, their faces tinged with a faint regret.

"It's all in the past now."

"Le'er has never taken it to heart."

Lu Qingfeng, seeing their expressions, was also slightly moved and finally responded softly.

Seeing this, Ao Pi's face lit up with joy, repeatedly saying, "That's wonderful. This matter has weighed heavily on my heart, almost turning into a knot in Pi's mind. Two years ago, I heard from our father in the Dragon Transformation Palace that he had encountered Brother Guangyuan. I wanted to apologize in person, but my father had to leave in haste and didn't wait. Today, I finally found the opportunity."

Lu Qingfeng nodded gently.

His expression relaxed a bit more.

Ao Yin glanced over and uttered a Xuan Music, with mysterious musical notes falling into Lu Qingfeng's ears. Lu Qingfeng, puzzled, quickly memorized them, then heard Ao Yin's telepathic message, "Brother Guang Yuan, should any peril arise within the Chunshen Realm, just recite this chant, and no matter tens of thousands of miles apart, my brother and I will try to rush to aid at the earliest possible moment. Consider it a modest recompense for the wrongs committed during our ignorant youth."

Upon hearing this, the glacial expression on Lu Qingfeng's face finally melted away by a large part.

He hesitated for a moment.

Still, he spoke up, also reciting a chant for Ao Yin and Ao Pi to memorize. Seeing their faces mix with astonishment and joy, Lu Qingfeng's tone was slightly stiff as he said, "Wujiang once sheltered and raised Le'er, which is a kindness to Le'er and thus a kindness to me, Guang Yuan. Should the two of you encounter danger, you may recite this chant, and I will have a response to come to your aid. Once I have saved you and repaid this past debt, I will personally seek retribution for the childhood bullying Le'er endured."

Ao Yin and Ao Pi, upon hearing this, exchanged a look and then promptly cupped their fists towards Lu Qingfeng, saying, "Brother Guang Yuan has a clear sense of gratitude and grudges, and we admire you for that. If we encounter you within the Chunshen Realm, we will follow your lead!"

Lu Qingfeng, however, closed his eyes and did not speak further.

Seeing this, the two men.

Could only shake their heads in resignation and also fell silent.

...

Within the radius of thousands of miles, the Divine Light of the Eight Diagram Array Map shimmered, obscuring the vision outside the Array for those within.

One could only sense an overwhelmingly powerful and boundless vitality pervading the void.

Wave after wave of fluctuations.

Even the slightest manifestation could cause one's heart to shudder and bones to tremble in fear.

Lu Qingfeng stood in the midst of it all.

His eyes closed, the spirit light flickering within them finally subdued into silence. He quietly sensed the Divine Light of the Eight Diagram Array growing stronger, and the void itself seemed to quiver. A breeze seemed to glide over his face, but upon opening his eyes, there was no wind at all; it was an illusion caused by a slight trembling of the void.

Somewhere in the Ancient Shang Region.

Several indistinct and uncountable terrifying beings, exuding an aura either as scorching as the Arrogant Sun or as vast as the Four Seas.

Without any exchange.

Boom!

Heaven and earth thundered, bathed in Divine Light.

Where Lu Qingfeng stood, the Eight Diagram Array Map suddenly produced numerous Divine Dragons that roared and engulfed Lu Qingfeng, crashing through the void in their coiling paths.

Heaven and earth turned upside down.

Divine Soul adrift.

Lu Qingfeng saw no more sights before his eyes and could no longer feel any other presence. He remembered the exhortation of the Min River Dragon Lord, firmly guarding his heart from faltering.

Boom Boom Boom!

Thunderous roars and the sound of ravaging storms reached his ears.

In the next instant.

A bright light burst before Lu Qingfeng's eyes, and the external Divine Dragon suddenly flicked its tail, accelerating its speed several times over. It crashed into the source of the light, emitting a blinding brilliance.

Following that.

The scenery before Lu Qingfeng's eyes gradually came back into focus, as if countless meteors were falling from the sky.

Some appeared as Golden Armored Heavenly Generals, arranging a Great Array, descending straight down like Qingyun, akin to the arrival of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals.

Others were green, white, and golden Divine Dragons, roaring in the void, their head and tail movements emitting howling noises that caused heaven and earth to shake.

At the highest point in the sky.

From all directions.

Countless powerful figures were arrayed. Lu Qingfeng looked as far as he could, only to feel a stab of pain in his eyes, unable to see clearly. Such mighty figures, merely standing still, could affect the surrounding spacetime and distort the normal field of vision. Standing before them, one would not recognize them. Their aura was mysterious, forming dazzling lights.

Lu Qingfeng restrained himself, not attempting to peer through with the Daluo Cave Temple.

He simply watched normally.

He saw within those clusters of light radiating like the Arrogant Sun, figures raising hands and moving, their presence vast, contending against the mysterious existences beyond the heavens. Some clusters of light transformed into Magic Artifacts, becoming Xuan Lights sweeping across heaven and earth.

"Wei!"

Heavenly Armored Generals in golden Armor roared in unison, resisting a strike. They exploded in an instant, and thousands of streams of Divine Light shot out; Lu Qingfeng dared to employ the Daluo Cave Temple's vision to look, and within the Divine Light, he saw numerous figures.

Some clad in Armor, others in a Daoist robe.

Their attire varied.

Indeed, they were Ancient Shang Practitioners.

The Golden Armored Heavenly Generals protecting them must be Heavenly Court Cultivators.

Hidden within the Divine Light, falling to Earth, it was a spectacle to behold.

Not only the Golden Armored Heavenly Generals.

The Three-Colored Divine Dragons didn't escape unscathed either.

Lu Qingfeng was inside the Golden Dragon, witnessing a streak of Green Light piercing through space. At first glance, it looked like a ribbon. Upon closer inspection, it was eighty-one Green Linked Rings connected together to form a Magical Artifact.

One of the Green Rings descended, as large as a mountain, and smashed fiercely onto the Golden Dragon encasing Lu Qingfeng.

Boom!

Lu Qingfeng's ears rang with the roar; the Golden Dragon blocked the strike, but in a flash, it turned into thousands of streams of Golden Light bursting forth, plummeting towards the Earth. Lu Qingfeng, too, was enveloped by a stream of Golden Light, concealing his form.

Having experienced it once before, Lu Qingfeng was undoubtedly much steadier.

Plummeting rapidly to Earth within the Golden Light, he still had the leisure to look around.

"Ao Yin."

"Ao Pi."

He saw the two men each wrapped in a stream of Golden Light, falling to Earth, their faces showing panic and confusion. After all, it was their first time, and they were merely Third Realm Practitioners. In such a splendid display of celestial might, they were truly powerless and insignificant.

Compared to Lu Qingfeng, who had witnessed countless grand scenes, they were no match at all.

Lu Qingfeng watched the two of them, the Golden Light spraying, drifting further and further away. He could only silently take note of their direction, but he had no means to influence the direction of his own Golden Light.

Boom Boom Boom!

The Golden Light encompassed wind and thunder, as if tearing through the void. The scenery of heaven and Earth swept by rapidly, with the ground approaching swiftly. Maybe it took a quarter of an hour, or perhaps it was just a moment of thought.

Boom!

Lu Qingfeng felt a huge shock.

Every part of his body ached, and even his Divine Soul was pierced with pain. His physical body was under pressure, as was his Divine Soul. This feeling was like being forcibly squeezed from normal space into an iron-melted space that was not yet fully solidified.

Every move was greatly restricted.

"Rejection of Heaven and Earth!"

The thought rose in Lu Qingfeng's mind, and his vision quickly recovered.

Looking up.

The meteors in the sky hadn't yet faded, and countless streams of gold, white, and green glowed brilliantly, with round after round of great suns crossing the void.

With closer sensation.

The world had already changed.

...

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