Chapter 256 Defeat
Qingxu Daode narrowed his eyes slightly. It was obvious that this person was none other than the famous Hunyuan Yiqixian Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan had a stern face, eyes as sharp as an eagle, and exuded a majesty that should not be underestimated. He glanced at Yu Hua, who was lying on the ground in a state of humiliation, and a trace of barely perceptible pity flashed in his eyes, but was soon replaced by deeper anger.

He knew very well that although his apprentice behaved eccentrically, he was the one he had taught with great difficulty. Now that he almost lost his life, how could he not be furious?

"Lord Qingxu Daode, as a member of the Chan sect, you should know that the three religions are one family. Yet now you have treated my disciple so cruelly. Do you really think that I, the Hunyuan Yiqi Immortal, do not exist?" Yu Yuan's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, striking people's hearts.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun remained calm. He knew Yu Yuan's identity very well, but he didn't care at all.

He slightly bowed his hands, his tone calm but firm: "Fellow Daoist Yu Yuan, your disciple Yu Hua has committed many evil deeds. If I do not take action, it will be unjust. What happened today is really his own fault."

Yu Yuan sneered when he heard this. The Wuyun camel seemed to have sensed his master's anger and stamped its hooves nervously.

The next moment, Yu Yuan suddenly opened his arms and muttered something. In an instant, the sky seemed to be torn apart, endless dark clouds gathered, and thunder roared, deafening.

This is not an ordinary thunder, but the Shangqing Divine Thunder, which contains the power to destroy the heaven and earth.

As Yu Yuan's mind moved, thousands of thunders seemed to be pulled by invisible silk threads, gathering into an extremely dazzling lightning, like an arrow of heavenly punishment, with destructive power, shooting straight towards Qingxu Daode Zhenjun not far away.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, the immortal-looking Golden Immortal of the Chan school, faced this shocking blow with a sneer on his face, his eyes full of disdain and ridicule.

He shook his head slightly, as if he was watching a funny farce, and then waved his right hand lightly, and the Hunyuan Banner in his palm danced in the wind, emitting a faint light.

As the flag waved, Zhenjun's figure became erratic, like a ghost. No matter how violent the thunder was, it could not touch him at all.

The moment every bolt of lightning approached him, it seemed to be dissolved by an invisible force and dissipated into nothingness.

Seeing this, Yu Yuan was furious. He shouted angrily, his voice resounding through the sky, shaking the surrounding space. Not willing to be outdone, he once again urged his magic power, trying to overwhelm his opponent with a more powerful and dense thunder net.

However, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun seemed to have seen through everything. The sneer in his mouth became even louder. He raised his right hand slightly, and saw divine thunder gathering in the sky again.

But this time, the lightning struck directly at Yu Yuan.

The divine thunder was like a pillar of heaven, carrying with it destructive power, instantly enveloping Yu Yuan.

In the flash of lightning, Yu Yuan's figure seemed so small. He was struck back repeatedly. His clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, his face was covered with dust, and he looked in a miserable state.

It was obvious that Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was using this method to humiliate Yu Yuan and tell him that there was a clear gap between them.

However, this did not make Yu Yuan retreat, but instead aroused the rage deep in his heart.

He felt that he was not much worse than the other party in terms of Taoism!

At this moment, Yu Yuan's figure suddenly swelled, and his face became hideous and ferocious. His face was as blue as indigo, his hair was red like flames, his fangs were exposed, and he was about 17 or 18 feet tall, like an angry Vajra, awe-inspiring and majestic, shocking everyone.

Two fierce rays of light shot out of his eyes, as if they could see through all illusions and look directly into the deepest fear in people's hearts.

He roared, and a golden light flashed in his hand, and a one-foot-three-inch golden file appeared in his palm.

This golden file is a magical treasure that he has cultivated for many years and contains infinite power.

As Yu Yuan's mind moved, the golden light file turned into a bright golden light, like a meteor across the night sky, and instantly penetrated the chest of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still and the air froze.

The face of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun suddenly changed. He never expected that Yu Yuan could burst out with such amazing power. The golden light penetrated his body protection in just a moment and hit Huanglong, making him feel an unprecedented threat.

However, as one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School, how could Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, who had played around in the ancient times and created a great reputation, be an ordinary person?
He just snorted coldly, endured the pain in his chest, quickly formed seals with his hands, muttered something, and mysterious runes surrounded his body, forming a solid protective shield.

The next moment, the golden file attacked again, but although this treasure was extremely fast, it was not sharp enough. Under the obstruction of the protective shield, it was ultimately unable to penetrate completely, and only half of it drilled in.

Even a knowledgeable person like Qingxu Daode Zhenjun could not help but be secretly shocked. He knew that this person should not be underestimated and that he had to go all out to deal with him.

Then, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun slowly raised his hand, and at this moment, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth condensed.

He chanted a spell softly, and as a melodious and mysterious melody sounded, a magical treasure called the Spring Breeze White Jade Basket slowly appeared in his palm.

This Spring Breeze White Jade Basket was the result of his years of hard work in the mountains, collecting the essence of heaven and earth, and going through countless cold and hot years before he refined it. It contains endless mysteries and power, and was specially created to restrain the hidden weapons and flying swords in the world. It is like a gentle and elegant gentleman, but can show tremendous power at the critical moment.

The white jade basket of spring breeze spun gently, and the air around it seemed to tremble, as if even time had stopped.

The golden file that Yu Yuan sacrificed, which was originally a magical weapon with unmatched sharpness and brilliant light, was attracted by the Spring Breeze White Jade Basket. It was like being firmly pulled by an invisible magnet. It instantly lost its former arrogance and was obediently put into the basket, no longer having the strength to resist.

This scene made many people present gasp in shock, and they were filled with awe for the magic weapon of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

But who is Yu Yuan? Is he the kind of person who would give up easily?
Seeing this, he became furious. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. He quickly formed seals with his hands and let out a low shout. Suddenly, a divine sword emitting a faint bloody light appeared in his hand.

This divine sword is the real Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. The sword in the hand of his apprentice Yu Hua was also imitated from it.

It is said that it is made from the blood of ancient ferocious beasts. It is extremely sharp and contains the power to corrode everything and dissolve all living things. Once it is unsheathed, blood will be seen.

Yu Yuan shouted angrily, and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword turned into a blood-red lightning, carrying the power to destroy the world, and rushed straight towards Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

Facing this sudden attack, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun remained calm, but he had already made up his mind. He knew that the power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was extraordinary, and it was not wise to confront it head-on. Only by using wisdom could he escape danger.

Then, his figure flashed, and a colorful flag appeared in his hand - the Hunyuan Banner.

This Hunyuan Banner is another of his masterpieces. It contains the laws of space and can travel through time and space, avoiding inevitable attacks.

He just waved the flag lightly, and his body was suddenly wrapped in a faint halo. The whole person seemed to merge into the void. The fierce attack of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was like a drop in the ocean, leaving no trace.

Yu Yuan became even more furious upon seeing this, and swung the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword even more frantically. Every swing seemed to tear the space apart, but he was never able to touch even a corner of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's clothes.

Yu Yuan's gaze was as sharp as a torch, penetrating through layers of clouds and mist and locking onto the Hunyuan Banner floating in the air.

This banner is the treasure of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun. When it is waved gently, it can stir the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and protect his body, causing Yu Yuan's Blood-Transforming Divine Sword to fail repeatedly.

Yu Yuan thought to himself that if it were not for the protection of the Hunyuan Banner, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun would have been killed by his sword long ago.

A ruthless look flashed in his eyes, and he decided to break the banner first.

"Humph, you think you can stop me with just a magic weapon?"

Yu Yuan sneered, and his body suddenly jumped up like a black lightning, rushing straight towards the Hunyuan Banner.

His Blood-Transforming Divine Sword flashed an eerie red light in his hand, and there seemed to be hundreds of tiny rivers of blood flowing on the blade. They were the collection of the resentment of countless living beings, and contained a deadly poison that could corrode everything and pollute the soul.

When Qingxu Daode Zhenjun saw this, his face became solemn. He knew Yu Yuan's intention very well, but he was not panicked at all.

He just spun lightly, like willow catkins in the wind, and cleverly avoided Yu Yuan's surprise attack.

At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, a crystal sword emitting a faint blue light flew out from his sleeve and pointed directly in front of the Hunyuan Banner, like an indestructible barrier, guarding the tranquility between heaven and earth.

"Yu Yuan, you have committed many evil things. Today is your end!" The voice of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was cold and firm, and every word was like thunder, resounding through the sky.

However, Yu Yuan curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer. He had been waiting for this moment.

The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword drew a strange arc in the air, carrying an indescribable evil aura, and suddenly collided with the immortal sword.

There was a loud bang. Although the immortal sword was powerful, it was like ice and snow encountering fire in front of the filthy poison of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. It was corroded in an instant, lost its spirituality, and its light dimmed. Finally, it turned into an ordinary iron bar and fell to the ground weakly.

When Qingxu Daode Zhenjun saw this scene, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. The immortal sword was the result of his many years of practice, and now it was destroyed in an instant. How could he not be heartbroken?
But he knew very well that he must not be distracted at all at this moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Yu Yuan was overjoyed when he saw this, and a cruel light flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that he had found the weakness of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, and as long as he took one more step, he would be able to completely destroy the opponent's defense line.

So, without any hesitation, he raised the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword high up again. The blood light on the blade became even brighter, as if it would dye the entire world red.

"Qingxu, your doomsday has come!" Yu Yuan shouted, and his body suddenly rose up again. The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was like a blood-red dragon, carrying the power to destroy the world, and rushed straight towards the Hunyuan Banner.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was well aware of the power of this move and did not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He took a deep breath, and his whole body was filled with golden light, as if a scorching sun was rising from his body, illuminating the surrounding space brightly.

The golden light contained endless immortal spirit, which was the result of his years of hard training. At this moment, all of it gathered in front of him, forming an indestructible golden shield.

However, the power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword far exceeded the imagination of the True Lord Qingxu Daode. Wherever the blade passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of shrill whistles.

When the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword collided with the golden shield, the entire world trembled, as if even time had stopped.

"Bang!" With a deafening sound, a tiny crack appeared on the golden shield under the impact of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

Although the crack was small, it spread rapidly like a poisonous snake. Finally, the entire shield shattered and turned into golden light, which dissipated into the void.

The body of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun shook and his face turned pale as paper, obviously he had suffered a great shock.

However, what was worse was that the residual power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword had not yet dissipated and it actually brushed his neck, leaving a deep blood mark.

The filthy poison quickly invaded the bloodstain and spread throughout the body along the blood vessels. Qingxu Daode Zhenjun only felt an indescribable pain and chill coming from the wound and quickly sweeping through his body.

"Ah!" Qingxu Daode Zhenjun couldn't help but let out a low roar. He endured the severe pain and circulated his immortal energy, trying to suppress the spread of the filthy poison.

However, the strength of the poison was far beyond his imagination. His immortal energy seemed to be restrained by an invisible force and could not flow freely. He could only watch the poison wreak havoc in his body.

Seeing this, Yu Yuan was overjoyed.

He knew that he had already won. As long as he dealt one more blow to Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, he would be able to completely defeat him, or even kill him right here.

Thinking of this, he swung the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword once again. The blood light on the blade became even brighter, as if it was going to swallow up the entire world.

However, at this critical moment, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun suddenly closed his eyes, as if he had given up resistance.

Yu Yuan was stunned, and a hint of doubt arose in his heart.

Could it be that Qingxu Daode Zhenjun has already admitted defeat?

Yu Yuan's blood-transforming divine sword carries endless evil and filth. Once it invades the body and soul, if there is no antidote, it will turn into a pool of pus and blood in a very short time.

The cloud beast just now was a lesson for us. Qingxu Daode Zhenjun obviously knew this, but he remained motionless, as if he had already accepted his fate.

Yu Yuan frowned slightly. No matter what, this was an excellent opportunity.

In the blink of an eye, his Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was swung out suddenly, carrying an indescribable evil aura, and rushed straight towards Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

Wherever the blade passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, emitting bursts of shrill whistling sounds.

At this moment, the filthy poison of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was like a maggot attached to the bones, tightly entwining the body of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

The poison was so strong that it seemed to be able to corrode everything and erode the soul. True Lord Qingxu Daode only felt an indescribable pain and chill coming from deep within his body, quickly sweeping over his entire body.

Faced with this sudden crisis, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun did not panic.

He knew very well that if he continued to let this filthy poison corrode his body, he would probably turn into a pool of pus and blood in a short while.

So he made a decisive decision - to abandon his physical body and escape from his soul.

I saw that the body of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun shook, and the whole body was shining with golden light, as if a scorching sun was rising from his body.

The golden light contained endless immortal spirit, which was the result of his years of hard practice.

Under the shining golden light, his body began to blur gradually and finally turned into a pool of pus and blood.

However, this was no problem for him.

Because his soul has already become immortal.

In a flash, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun condensed a new body.

The body was crystal clear, as if condensed from the purest fairy spirit, emitting a faint blue light.

He took a deep breath and raised a colorful feather fan. The divine charm spread out, the magnificent aura filled the whole sky, and the vast divine power suppressed the ten directions for all eternity.

This precious fan has feathers of seven birds: phoenix wings, blue phoenix wings, great roc wings, peacock wings, white crane wings, swan wings and owl wings. It is also made up of five fires: fire in the sky, fire in the stone, fire in the wood, samadhi fire and fire in the world. It is his treasured Five Fires Seven Birds Fan.

As he gently waved the fan, the colorful divine bird on the fan seemed to come alive and flapped its wings as if it was about to fly.

He shook the fan gently, and blazing flames gushed out of it, like a fire dragon, rushing towards Yu Yuan.

The flames were so fierce that they seemed to be able to burn all evil and filth.

Yu Yuan was horrified. He had never expected that Qingxu Daode Zhenjun could re-condense his body in such a short time and use such a powerful magic weapon.

He quickly waved the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, trying to resist the blazing flames. However, the strength of the flames was far beyond his imagination.

His Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, under the burning of the flames, actually let out a sharp whistling sound, and then cracks began to appear on the blade.

Yu Yuan's heart trembled. He knew that if he continued to resist, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword would probably be destroyed.

So, he gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain, swung his sword to cut through the blazing flames, then suddenly jumped up and rushed straight towards Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, attempting to fight him.

However, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun had already anticipated his move. He flashed like a ghost and cleverly avoided Yu Yuan's surprise attack.

At the same time, he waved the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan in his hand again, and the flames gushing out of the fan were like fire dragons, surrounding Yu Yuan.

The flames were so fierce that they seemed to be able to burn all evil and filth.

Yu Yuan only felt an indescribable pain and burning coming from deep within his body, as if it was going to burn him to ashes.

He couldn't help but let out a scream, his body twisting wildly in the flames, trying to break free from the burning bondage.

At this moment, a deafening shout pierced through the clouds and cracked the rocks, breaking the frozen silence: "Uncle Master, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

The voice is deep and powerful, with unquestionable firmness, as if it can penetrate the deepest haze in people's hearts and give endless courage and hope.

But Yu Yuan was not happy at all, because the voice of the person who came was very unfamiliar to him and it was obvious that he was not here to help him.

As the words fell, a dazzling light appeared in the sky, like a lightning that cuts through the sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.

In the light, a tall and burly young Taoist priest slowly descended. He was wearing a golden Taoist robe and a jade crown on his head. There was an extraordinary heroic spirit between his brows and the fire of justice flickered in his eyes.

As soon as he appeared, the young Taoist priest took out the most precious treasure in his hand - the Soul-Falling Bell - without hesitation.

The bell was simple and ancient, with intricate runes carved on it. Every strike seemed to touch the laws of heaven and earth and trigger a resonance in the soul.

He waved his hand lightly, and the bell floated in the air. As he chanted a low spell, a deafening bell sound suddenly broke out.

"Dong--" The sound of the bell resounded through the sky like thunder, and the lingering sound lingered in the ears. For ordinary people, this bell sound might just be a loud noise that shook the soul, but for Yu Yuan, it was a fatal blow.

He only felt an invisible force suddenly attacking his soul, and his mind instantly became chaotic, as if countless voices were echoing in his ears, making it impossible for him to concentrate. He felt dizzy and his soul almost left his body and drifted away in this vast universe.

"What a great Soul-Falling Bell! It really lives up to its reputation!" Yu Yuan secretly exclaimed in his heart, while at the same time, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger.

He knew the origin of the bell very well. It was Guangchengzi's treasure, very valuable. It could directly attack the enemy's soul, making it impossible to defend against.

Now, this treasure was being used against him. How could he not feel resentful?

At this time, the young Taoist stepped forward to pay his respects to Qingxu Daode Zhenjun and introduced himself. It turned out that he was a disciple of Guangchengzi, named Yin Jiao.

"Are you the Great Shang Prince?"

Yu Yuan had heard this name from his junior fellow apprentice Wen Zhong. He immediately suppressed the pain of his soul escaping, glared at Yin Jiao with gritted teeth, and shouted angrily: "Evil creature, how dare you help outsiders to deal with me?"

His voice was full of anger and unwillingness, and he was obviously surprised by Yin Jiao's identity and position.

Hearing this, Yin Jiao sneered, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes: "That's wrong. The fate of the Shang Dynasty has come to an end. The king Di Xin is tyrannical and has lost the support of the people. This is determined by fate and cannot be changed by human power. The rise of the Zhou Dynasty is in accordance with the will of heaven and is acting on behalf of heaven. Anyone who stands in the way of this path is ignorant of the times and will bring shame upon himself."

His words were sonorous and powerful, and every word revealed unquestionable firmness.

"How dare you...how dare you be so rebellious!"

Yu Yuan was so angry that he was shaking all over and his face turned pale. He never expected that this seemingly honest young man would say such rebellious words.

In his eyes, Yin Jiao's behavior was undoubtedly a betrayal of his master and ancestors, and a challenge to the traditional order.

Seeing this, Yin Jiao felt a complex emotion in his heart.

He understood Yu Yuan's anger, but he knew better that his choice was the right one.

"It is heaven's will and the will of the people that the Zhou Dynasty replaces the Shang. If you can turn back from your mistakes and help the Zhou Dynasty defeat the Shang Dynasty, you may be able to have a good ending."

After hearing this, Yu Yuan sneered repeatedly, with a look of determination in his eyes: "Humph, do you think that with these few high-sounding words of yours, you can shake my determination? Although I, Yu Yuan, am not a powerful person, today I will let you see my methods!"

After saying that, Yu Yuan's figure flashed and turned into a black shadow, rushing towards Yin Jiao like a ghost, with a long sword shining with blood in his hand.

Seeing this, Yin Jiao remained calm. He changed the magic spell in his hand and the Soul-Falling Bell rang again. This time, the sound of the bell was more urgent, as if it could penetrate people's hearts and hit the depths of their souls.

Yu Yuan felt his heart flutter, his movements slowed down involuntarily, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that if he continued like this, his soul would probably be shattered by the Soul-Falling Bell, and he would become a homeless soul, wandering between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Yin Jiao suddenly summoned the powerful Fantian Seal. A golden light flashed, and like a divine punishment from heaven, it hit Yu Yuan's forehead accurately.

This blow was like a huge hammer hitting the top of his head. Yu Yuan suddenly fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, wailing, and hit the ground heavily. Blood and brain matter mixed together, red and white, scattered all over the ground like withered flowers and dead willows, showing how unlucky he was.

Seeing this scene, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun couldn't help but laugh out loud. The sound resounded through the sky, full of praise and affirmation for Yin Jiao's heroic behavior.

His eyes sparkled with approval, "It seems that Senior Brother Guangchengzi has trained a brave and fearless disciple!"

After saying this, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun waved his hand, and the legendary Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan came out.

He just shook the fan lightly, and a raging flame suddenly gushed out of it, like the roar of a mad dragon, wrapping Yu Yuan tightly.

The flames were as red as blood and as hot as melting metal, as if they were going to burn all the evil in the world to ashes, leaving Yu Yuan with nowhere to escape and could only accept the judgment of fate in this raging fire.

Seeing this, Yin Jiao felt a slight joy in his heart, but it was soon replaced by a trace of pity.

He knew very well that although Yu Yuan was an enemy, he had also practiced for many years, and it was truly sad that he ended up like this.

However, he also knew that on the battlefield, kindness was often cruelty to the enemy.

Just as Yin Jiao was lost in thought, the flames that enveloped Yu Yuan suddenly trembled violently, as if something was struggling inside.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun frowned and shouted in a low voice: "You evil creature, you still want to escape? Don't even think about it!"

After saying this, he increased his mana output, and the flames in the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan became more and more intense, like the fire of hell, and he vowed to completely refine Yu Yuan.

At this moment of life and death, Yu Yuan miraculously let out a low roar, and the voice contained endless unwillingness and anger.

Suddenly, bursts of colorful energy burst out from his body. That was his original innate Hunyuan Qi, which was pushed to the limit at this moment. It began to consume its original source and tried to break free from the constraints of the flames.

Yin Jiao was shocked. He didn't expect Yu Yuan to have such a strong vitality. He clenched his fists, his eyes determined, ready to attack again when Yu Yuan escaped.

At this moment, Yu Hua, who had just been rescued, rushed forward like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, regardless of everything. His eyes were as red as blood, and he tightly grasped the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand. The blade was flashing with a strange and eerie red light, as if it could devour all the vitality around it.

He shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master, go!"

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun had a solemn expression on his face, and his eyes revealed a deep fear of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in Yu Hua's hand.

He knew that this knife was very powerful. Once it touched the body, it would suck the person's blood and essence until the person died of exhaustion.

Taking advantage of his laxity, Yu Yuan roared, escaped from his soul, turned into a colorful divine light that shot up into the sky and disappeared into the rolling dark clouds.

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(End of this chapter)