Daoist Competition-Chapter 997 - 238: Bihua Thunderwood Sword (Part 2)

Zhang Yan judged accurately without the slightest error. After approximately a quarter of an hour, the Gang Cloud above the Extreme Sky suddenly surged, tearing open a rift, and two astonishing tunneling lights flew down.

As they got nearer, he could see clearly that it was a Daoist man and woman.

The male Daoist appeared to be about fifty years old, with slightly white temples, a fierce appearance, a tall and strong physique, wearing a blue-gray Daoist robe, and his eyes were bright and spirited.

Behind him was a middle-aged Daoist Nun, with a kind appearance and clear eyes, but at this moment, both of their faces were slightly grim.

Zhang Yan recognized the middle-aged Daoist Nun; she was Qingyaozi from the Purple Bamboo Mountain Daoist School of the Taihao Sect. Years ago, when he infiltrated Qingcun Mountain to obtain the "One Qi Ganoderma", he used the alias Li Yuanba to obtain the Mountain Entry Token from this True Master.

However, when Mu Bingxin saw the old Daoist, her expression changed drastically. She moved a few steps closer to Zhang Yan and said tremblingly, "Brother Zhang, be careful, that is Elder Hong Yuanzhong, the highest cultivation in Purple Bamboo Mountain Daoist School, rumored to have reached the Nascent Soul Third Realm."

Zhang Yan squinted his eyes slightly, having battled against Nascent Soul Third Realm Cultivators, and sensing the Spiritual Energy surging like tide on Elder Hong, it felt familiar, confirming that the rumors were likely true.

Elder Hong, with his sharp gaze like flames, surveyed, and upon seeing the corpse of He Mulong on the boat, his eyes filled with towering rage. Without asking a single question, he pinch a spell and pointed down, causing thunder and lightning to race, like a golden snake slithering, spreading a net of thunder across the sky, almost enveloping a thousand zhang of the sea area.

Then, he shouted loudly, echoing across the Heavenly Vault, "Who killed my junior? Come forth and meet your fate!"

He shook his shoulders, and a thick green cloud rose from above, within which thousands of green wooden swords emerged, each about half a foot long, sword bodies wrapped in electric light, buzzing and struggling relentlessly.

He turned his Cultivation Technique, driving all the wooden swords to fall like a rain of arrows.

Elder Hong saw Zhang Yan standing at the center position on the boat and presumed him to be the leader; therefore, a significant portion of the attack was directed at him.

Xu Daoist saw those Thunderwood Swords and couldn’t help but exclaim, "Bihua Thunderwood Sword? This old Taoist is really fierce."

His eyes were full of dread; these Thunder Swords were refined from Extreme Sky Thunder Gang and Divine Wood Green Branch. Once approaching, regardless of whether one conceals their figure, as long as there is a Qi Mechanism sensed nearby, they will converge and strike, rendering most hidden Daoist Skills ineffective under this Dharma technique.

This wave of offensive landed, with thunder and lightning interchanging in the sky, rays flashing, exuding divine might. Previously, Zhang Yan could only retreat first and then seek counterattack, but now he was not alone, thus his form remained unmoved as he said, "Where is Si Ren? Hurry and protect your master!"

As soon as his voice fell, only to hear a dragon’s roar, the sea tides below surged, and the Dragon Carp, a hundred zhang long, burst out from the water, lowering its head, with its pair of coral-like Jade Horns pointed obliquely at the sky, gathering a mass of black Gang Cloud, expanding to several acres in a blink, enveloping not only itself but the entire sea boat behind.

Xu Daoist, worried about how to deal with the Thunderwood Sword, rejoiced upon seeing this, quickly turning himself to try to hide within the Cloud Evil, but as soon as he approached, he felt a force pushing him out, leaving him stunned.

That Dragon Carp glanced at him, snorting twice.

Xu Daoist suddenly realized that his earlier words had offended this Dragon Carp, this Great Demon bore grudges, now it was retaliating, but he could bend and stretch, immediately lowering himself and apologizing softly.

Hearing his soft plea, the Dragon Carp flicked its tail fin, its turtle eyes revealing a bit of pride, and then opened the portal, letting him in.

At this time, Thunderwood Swords were falling, and tearing the Gang Cloud emitted by the Dragon Carp like tearing cloth, but this protective Cloud Evil was the old demon’s thousand-year cultivation, even enduring several Heavenly Thunders, though initial Thunder Swords fiercely surged, after merely a few dozen zhang, they ran out of momentum.

Daoist Qingyao stood on the cloud with a horsetail whisk in hand, observing clearly, sighed, and said, "Senior Brother, please stop, this Dragon Carp has at least a thousand years of Daoist Cultivation, comparable in cultivation to you, unless it’s a life-and-death battle, it’s hard to settle this in a moment."

Hong Yuanzhong appeared irritable but was meticulous in thought, deliberately not asking Zhang Yan and others’ backgrounds earlier to act freely. After testing once and failing to seize the upper hand, he listened to Daoist Qingyao’s words, then went along with the current, retracting his Cultivation Technique, and summoned back all Thunderwood Swords but did not withdraw the thunder net enveloping the world, saying deeply, "Who among you is the leader, come forth and speak with the old Daoist."

Zhang Yan took a step forward, reaching the back of the Dragon Carp, this demon shook its body, rising in the air, stopping at the height equal to the two.

He bowed in salute, saying, "I am Zhang Yan of Mingcang, greet the two fellow Daoists."

Daoist Qingyao hurriedly returned the salute, saying, "Greetings, fellow Daoist."

Hong Yuanzhong merely coldly snorted, saying, "So it’s a disciple of Mingcang Sect, how did my junior He offend you to such a point, leading to this vicious strike?"

Zhang Yan smiled lightly, saying, "There is indeed reason behind this, perhaps Mu Zhenren of the Peng Yuan Sect could come and explain, then it would be clear."

"Peng Yuan Sect?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Hong Yuanzhong involuntarily furrowed his frosty brows, knowing well what He Mulong was up to—he personally wrote the letter.

But he also knew the nature of his junior well; likely he used some sinister trick that pushed others beyond tolerance, thus inviting aid, ultimately leading to his demise.

He brushed his sleeve, saying sharply, "No need, Junior He lacked skill, defeated by Daoist Zhang, he has only himself to blame for his disgrace, still, my Taihao Sect cannot let its disciples fall prey for nothing, the old Daoist shall personally go to Mystic Water True Palace to argue with Qi Yuntian, Daoist Zhang, do wait!"

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