Chapter 390: Blocking the door and attacking, a head-on confrontation with the founder
The disciples scattered in the void were like a broken flock of geese, with one whistling sword light after another, rushing back to Taiqing Palace at the maximum speed.

"boom!!!"

A sea of ​​fire that burned everything burst out from behind Jiang Mo, engulfing the mountains and forests. In an instant, the fire became even more intense and could not be suppressed, burning the surface of the earth to a charred black and cracked state.

Witnessing the fleeing Taiqing disciples, Jiang Mo did not stop them. He just locked his eyes on one spot, and his figure disappeared again, penetrating the void, spanning more than 7,000 meters, raising his hand and capturing an unlucky disciple.

The man was bloated and obese, with difficulty in moving. He almost had no neck. A large white hand grabbed his shoulder. He was so frightened that he dared not move. His fat body was shaking and he sobbed:
"Don't kill me."

"I am an outer disciple. I don't know anything."

"Buzz!"

Jiang Mo ignored him and activated the Eye of Truth in his palm, starting to intercept the disciple's memory. He browsed through his past life without omission and obtained information related to Taiqing Palace.

"Oh!"

A flower of blood exploded, and skull and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Jiang Mo waved his hand lightly, killing the disciple on the spot.

At this point, he had a preliminary understanding of Taiqing Palace. This is an ancient Taoist sect that has been passed down for more than 3,000 years, which is longer than any other major sect in the world.

Its founder and first ancestor was an ancient practitioner known as "Taiqing Zhenjun", who passed down three books: "Taiqing Ancient Yin Sutra", "Taiqing Alchemy Sutra" and "Taiqing Xuanzhen Sutra".

Many disciples in later generations, thanks to his grace, reached the pinnacle of cultivation, were free from the constraints of the human world, could live for hundreds of years, travel on clouds and mist like immortals, travel to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, and even control part of the yin and yang, and could bring mortals back to life.

The secret realm under your feet is also called the Taiqing Secret Realm. It is a treasure land found by the founder of this sect 3,400 years ago. It was refined and used as a Taoist residence.

When he reached the age of 700, he took the elixir cores of several exotic beasts from the mountains and seas, wrote thousands of array patterns on them, and set up an astounding array to give to the younger generations in order to protect the sect and ensure its everlasting prosperity.

In the blink of an eye, 2,900 years have passed. The number of times the sect protection formation has been activated can be counted on one's fingers, involving several ancient wars. As an ordinary outer sect disciple, Du Cang did not know the specific details.

Through his memory, Jiang Mo determined that the strongest force of Taiqing Palace was none other than the sect protection formation, followed by the supreme elder whose life and death were unknown, and the head monk Li Xuan Daozun who had broken through the seventh level of Taiqing Ancient Yin Sutra in seclusion.

After these three are the twelve elders, the masters of the thirty-six peaks, and the four disciples of the master: Kong Yuan, Ling Yun, Shou Yuan, and Yan Shu.

Among them, Taoist Lingyun is the master of Xinjing Peak and is among the strongest. He and the chief disciple Kong Yuan are both strong candidates for the next chief. He is over a hundred years old and has practiced the Taiqing Ancient Yin Sutra to the sixth level. Ten years ago, he left the secret realm and traveled in the mortal world.

Jiang Mo sorted out his memories as he stepped down, creating layer after layer of fiery silver ripples. He dragged the huge battle axe in one hand, plowing the air, and looked up at the majestic Taoist palace two thousand meters away. It stood on the top of the mountains, magnificent and spectacular, just like the holy land of immortals described in ancient mythological books.

"Start the formation! Protect the mountain gate!"

The old voice resounded throughout the universe, as if it was hysterical and extremely anxious.

Even though some disciples, peak masters, and deacons were stopped outside and have not returned yet, the elders in Taiqing Palace could not care less.

They worked together to form seals, transfer true Qi, infuse essence and blood, and activate an ancient formation diagram, which fully revived the large formation sleeping underground. Unparalleled power gathered from all directions in an instant, as if it had been blessed by the entire secret realm.

"Boom!!!"

In a gap where time is almost frozen, an earth-shaking force surges out from the ground like a raging river. Countless kilometer-long streams of light rush up into the sky and intertwine to form a spherical barrier that covers the sky and the sun. It is crystal clear and flawless, spotless, and protects against invasion from all things.

What moved Jiang Mo even more was that a misty, translucent figure, over a thousand meters tall, suspected to be a soul, stood upright, cast a glance from the void, and looked at him coldly. Infinite majesty crushed him in an instant, as if it had real will, rather than a dead object.

“Grandmaster!!!”

"Please save me and wait!!!"

The fleeing Taiqing sect members suddenly came across the shadow and became agitated, shouting for shelter, like drowning people grasping at their last straw.

"puppet?"

"Or is it the residual soul left behind by the formation protection?"

Jiang Mo couldn't determine its origin for a moment.

However, even though he was being stared at by the phantom of a sage from the Taiqing Palace, he remained fearless and attacked with his axe once again at such a speed that there was no afterimage. Then there was a roar of heaven and earth, and the axe blade, which was so powerful that it could penetrate mountains and rivers, went straight through the more than 2,000-meter-high mountain in front of him, annihilating hundreds of fleeing figures.

Witnessing this bloody scene, the phantom showed no emotion. He just slowly raised his hand, and his fingertips quickly accumulated black and white Yin and Yang Qi, which were compressed madly like a storm. When it reached a certain limit and underwent a qualitative change, it shot out a beam of light thousands of meters long, as majestic as the Milky Way descending from the sky to the earth.

"boom!!!"

Jiang Mo gathered his strength, then swung his axe backhandedly, with even greater ferocity. When he collided head-on with the axe blade that was wrapped in the ancient fire, its killing range covered the entire sky, shattering the mountains and rivers and eclipsing the sun and moon.

There was a huge explosion in the void, and a huge mushroom cloud rose. The dazzling light radiated throughout the world, and the earth shook as if an unprecedented earthquake had occurred.

The elders and disciples in Taiqing Palace were terrified. They couldn't believe that even the founder couldn't subdue the demon?
When the smoke and dust cleared, a figure stood in the void, his frosty hair rumbling and his spirits high, without any sign of discouragement from defeat.

On the other hand, the phantom maintained by the formation was hit by the axe from a distance and almost collapsed, with dense cracks appearing.

"not good!"

One elder's pupils shrank, and before he had time to wipe the blood from his mouth, he shouted, "This fang demon is very powerful, we cannot delay any longer. Everyone, help me, and activate the formation to its strongest!"

"Boom!!!"

The moment he said this, a piercing roar was heard from the barrier protecting the outside world. Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and were immediately frightened to death.

Jiang Mo was seen holding a giant axe, smashing the mountain protection formation hard, and confronting the power that had been passed down for thousands of years.

The shadow of the ancestor, which lacked spiritual energy, could not be stopped at all. It would take some time for it to form seals and perform killing moves. However, Jiang Mo did not even give it a chance and swung his axe after another savagely and brutally.

Even though the formation had the blessing of the secret realm, it was once damaged and had serious cracks. The speed of repair was drastically reduced. In another moment, it would definitely be forcibly broken.

"Pfft!!"

The eight elders who were in charge of the formation were already seriously injured. The formation suddenly fluctuated violently, and the energy that was fed back was too terrifying. It backfired on them in an instant, causing them to vomit blood, their internal organs were damaged, and their condition became increasingly weak.

“Ahhh!! What should I do?”

Some people were extremely anxious. Every roar from the outside world was like death being one step closer. Everyone was so frightened that they were at a loss and could hardly think of any solution.

With the cultivation level of these youngsters, they are simply unable to activate the ancestral formation diagram. If the masters of the various peaks were to try, there might be a certain possibility, but it is not certain that they can reverse the situation.

"boom!!!"

"boom!!"

Just when they were completely hopeless, four brilliant beams of light burst out from the deepest part of Taiqing Palace. They were the headmaster who had been in seclusion for many years and three supreme elders whose ages were unknown and who were about to step half a foot into the coffin.

Not just one, but three!
Two of the more ancient beings among them even disappeared for a hundred years and were believed to have passed away by their disciples. However, at the most important moment, they still couldn't hold back and rushed out.

"What happened!"

The face of Sect Master Taiqing changed drastically, and he came to the scene and immediately questioned a certain peak master. They were beaten at their doorstep and their sect was nearly destroyed, and the speed was so fast that he could not react for a while.

“Buzz!!!”

A supreme elder with half of his body decayed like a dead tree, held the formation diagram in his hand, with a thick aura of death lingering all over his body. His expression was numb, his movements were slow, he formed seals with his ten fingers, chanted obscure ancient spells, and with his unfamiliar but steady manipulation, he instantly mobilized the power of the vast heaven and earth, recast the ancestor's true spirit, and healed the formation that was on the verge of breaking.

"Here they come!"

"The remnants of Trinity are coming!!!"

"The cultivation level of this youngster is unknown, and we cannot kill him!"

An elder who was trying hard to endure his injuries was muttering to himself, with fear flashing in his eyes.

"What? Trinity Gate!!"

Upon hearing this, Sect Leader Taiqing felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer. His face was gloomy and his fists were clenched, as if he was angry that the predecessors did not do things cleanly enough, leaving behind disasters and implicated them, the descendants.

"How many people are there?"

Facing the headmaster's harsh questioning, the head of Xuanhua Peak trembled and said, "One person."

"?"

"??"

Daoist Master Li Xuan and the two supreme elders were all shocked.

The opponent was able to kill all twelve elders and thirty-six peak masters by himself, forcing them to activate the mountain protection formation and summon the true spirits of their ancestors, but they still couldn't kill him. It is conceivable how powerful he is.

"Now that we are here, why should we fear the remnant? The power of the entire secret realm is at our disposal. Just bury him. No matter how powerful he is, can he be stronger than this world?"

The oldest supreme elder, who was just skin and bones, said coldly.

He held up the formation diagram in one hand, and his mind followed his thoughts, manipulating it more and more smoothly, unleashing a power that was far superior to the guardian formation controlled by the eight elders just now.

"Come and help me."

"Yes! Uncle Master."

"Yes! Brother."

Master Taiqing and the two aging great elders each took their positions, with their hands in the air, chanting the formulas of the "Xuan Zhen Jing" to help control the formation diagram.

Instantly, the heaven and earth shook, and infinite light splashed, all intensifying on the towering shadow. Gradually, the body solidified, and the strength increased several times.
In addition, one, two, three, and other residual souls left behind by the most powerful group of masters from past dynasties were also awakened one after another by the four people in charge of the formation in Taiqing Palace. After passing through the mountain protection formation, they were poured with true Qi, their spiritual essence increased wildly, and their strength quickly recovered to the peak before their lifetime.

(End of this chapter)