Jiao Junchen's six arts were displayed at the same time, but there was not the slightest feeling of chaos. Instead, they were condensed together to form an irresistible and powerful concept of power.
At this moment, the spiritual will of thousands of Confucian scholars and sages of the past and present seemed to have merged with him, adding to his body and forming a force.
Force, unstoppable, undefiable!
In the face of this attack, the article written by Zhu Yi's light and dark characters was on the verge of collapse, and he could not continue writing.
The people watching the battle from outside the Hidden Dragon Pot might not be able to understand the force created by Jiao Junchen, but they could all feel the power of his attack this time. That kind of unstoppable force shocked the hearts of every spectator.
Even many of the Yuanying ancestors changed their expressions in the face of this attack. Their hearts were shaken, and they were anxious and fearful.
Cultivators who were at least in the middle stage of Yuanying cultivation could remain unshaken at this moment, but all of their faces were solemn.
Song Qingyuan's eyes stared at the Hidden Dragon Pot. "It seems that Jiao Junchen is still better. In this battle, Zhu Yi has lost, and so has Xuanmen Tianzong."
At this moment, his heart was a little heavy, and he also felt a little regretful.
Although it could be seen that Jiao Junchen was able to display the unity of heaven and man today and fuse the attack with the general force, it was mostly due to Zhu Yi's stimulation. However, the strength that Jiao Junchen had displayed made Song Qingyuan not confident that he could deal with it.
At the same time, Song Qingyuan was also regretful that the one who broke the legend of Xuanmen Tianzong was not him after all. This glory would belong to Jiao Junchen.
Even Tiny Tot, Yue Hongyan, Yang Qing, and other disciples of Xuanmen Tianzong looked at the Hidden Dragon Pot with worried expressions. The pressure that Jiao Junchen's move brought to them was too great.
"Master!" Yang Qing looked at Lin Feng anxiously, but she saw that not only was Lin Feng not worried, but there was also a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Lin Feng glanced at his disciples and chuckled, "Your second senior brother won."
When the surrounding people heard these words, they were all stunned. Then they saw Zhu Yi in the Hidden Dragon Pot, facing Jiao Junchen's power that could overturn the heavens, he was not afraid at all. Instead, step by step, he walked towards him.
"The general trend of the Mortal Dao has never been to adhere to ancient customs and go with the flow." Zhu Yi moved forward step by step in a neither hurried nor slow manner, yet he was filled with an unshakable resolution.
As he moved forward, streams of black and white magical power gushed out and weaved into a huge altar under his feet. Black and white intertwined.
Dazzling rays of light intertwined with dark and gloomy black lines, forming lines that resembled the orbits of the stars in the sky. Together, they forged a huge altar.
The altar was like a mandala flower, yet it was not a mandala flower at the same time. The concepts of light and darkness had reached a perfect balance.
Zhu Yi stood on the altar and faced Jiao Junchen. He said in a clear voice, "To carry on the past and open up the future, to keep moving forward, this is the general trend of the Mortal Dao. This is the trend that we scholars pursue, the truth that we seek!"
With his left hand behind his back, he wrote in the air with his right hand. Light and dark characters danced in the air. The unfinished article was completed in one go, and the first paragraph was completed.
Although this was only the beginning of the entire article, a vast Essence Qi spread out. Its brilliance covered the sun and moon. It was powerful but not cold. It didn't have the slightest bit of offensive or threatening power. However, everyone who saw it couldn't help but want to obey it.
A martial arts cultivator's Qi and blood were condensed to the extreme. Their Qi and blood were masculine, and their bodies glowed red like the sun rising from the east.
However, this paragraph written by Zhu Yi was overflowing with literary Qi. His spirit was infused into his words, and every word was full of wisdom.
At this moment, Zhu Yi's entire body was full of literary Qi, and he did not let Jiao Junchen have the slightest advantage.
Jiao Junchen's literary Qi was condensed on top of his head, and a pillar of Qi shot up to the sky. It was condensed and did not dissipate. Countless characters appeared in the pillar of Qi, and they turned into magnificent chapters.
At this moment, Zhu Yi released the literary Qi that had been suppressed in his body. It was vast, and it spread everywhere, as deep as the sea.
Everyone who came into contact with this literary Qi could comprehend the truth of sages and sages. All people, regardless of whether they were virtuous or foolish, could receive enlightenment.
The immortal poem formed by light and dark characters collided with Jiao Junchen's six arts. There was no intense collision, and there was no earth-shattering sound. There was only one side being utterly defeated, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye!
Jiao Junchen looked calmly at the hundreds of feet tall figure above his head. It was like a dangerous building was slowly collapsing.
He dispersed his transcendence energy and cupped his hands towards Zhu Yi, bowing sincerely. "I've learned a lot. Fellow Daoist Zhu has the great ambition of enlightening the people, and you're also able to combine knowledge with action. I'm inferior to you, so I've lost this competition."
Zhu Yi did not have the slightest arrogance, and he solemnly bowed back, "If I achieve anything in the future, I will not be able to do without Daoist Jiao's efforts today."
Outside the Hidden Dragon Pot, a portion of people watched the conversation between Zhu Yi and Jiao Junchen, and they fell into deep thought.
Understanding one technique, understanding all techniques. Every Great Dao was connected to the heavens. Although they still had many things they did not understand after watching the battle between Zhu Yi and Jiao Junchen, they had already touched the bottleneck of their own cultivation, and they had more comprehensions that they did not usually have.
Lin Feng and the other big shots saw all of this, and they all knew what was going on.
The disciples who had gained from watching this battle were the group of people with higher comprehension in their respective sects.
What made Lin Feng satisfied was that everyone in his sect felt something. Tiny Tot and Yue Hongyan's eyes were faintly flickering, and it was obvious that they had gained a lot.
The mana in Yang Qing's entire body surged, and the wind in his Ocean of Qi surged. On top of his bier, a faint shadow of a pill cauldron condensed. It was actually because of the comprehension he gained from this battle, he had the intention of breaking through the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and was about to advance to the late stage of Foundation Establishment to condense the pill cauldron.
Lin Feng glanced at him, and his majestic will pressed down, allowing Yang Qing to compose himself, and interrupt the process of condensing the pill cauldron.
Yang Qing suddenly woke up, and looked at Lin Feng. Lin Feng said lightly, "You have the foundation of the Eight Trigrams Great Scripture of the Heavens and the Lunar Truth. Wait until you have comprehended the other Dao technique that I passed to you before, then it will be the time for you to condense the pill cauldron."
"Thanks to Master's reminder, disciple was reckless." Yang Qing immediately understood, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. He nodded repeatedly, "Disciple will cultivate diligently, build a solid foundation, and will never advance rashly again."
Lin Feng laughed, "Silly boy, don't overdo it. Master can't be more than happy that you have such comprehension."
Yang Qing blushed and smiled. Lin Feng looked at Zhu Yi in the Hidden Dragon Pot, "Today is not the time for you to break through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, but someone has already accumulated enough, and when the conditions are right, he can naturally push open the door in front of him."
He said to Shi Zongyue, "Prince Anliang, I have a presumptuous request, I hope you can fulfill it."
Shi Zongyue's expression was slightly complicated, and he was also looking at the Hidden Dragon Pot. After hearing what Lin Feng said, he pondered for a moment, and then said with emotion, "If so, it can be considered a good story for this spell assembly, I don't mind fulfilling it."
Lord Changle and Lord Gambling Lord Zhuge Guang were silent, and their eyes were looking at the Hidden Dragon Pot. Both of their eyes flashed with a complicated and incomprehensible light.
The other primordial spirit big shots also looked at the Hidden Dragon Pot with different expressions.
Lord Blue Thunder had a smile on his face, while Northern Militant Prince Zuoxian and Glorious Sun Sword Venerable had complicated expressions.
Heavenly Pool Sect Master Cao Wei frowned slightly.
And Huo family Master Huo Xiu and Celeritas Sword Sect Master Light Sword Venerable were both expressionless.
In the time it took to say these words, Zhu Yi was sitting cross-legged in the Hidden Dragon Pot, on the altar formed by the Light and Dark Mandala Heavens Enchantment. Waves of mana surged out from his body, floating around his body.
The huge amount of spiritual energy in the Hidden Dragon Pot was continuously absorbed by Zhu Yi into his body. With Shi Zongyue's tacit consent, the Hidden Dragon Pot did not stop him from doing this, and instead adopted a laissez-faire attitude.
Inside Zhu Yi's body, the Golden Elixir that was divided into two, one side was shining brightly, the other was dark and deep, Silently circulating.
"Boom!" From the Yongquan point at the bottom of his feet, a raging Yin fire suddenly ignited, the fire instantly swept his whole body, and finally converged on his light and dark Golden Elixir, burning non-stop.
Outside the Hidden Dragon Pot, the originally inexplicable people all stared with their eyes wide open. The foundation establishment stage cultivators still didn't know what was going on, but the Golden Elixir period cultivators and Yuanying stage ancestors finally understood, Zhu Yi actually directly triggered the Yin fire tribulation after the battle with Jiao Junchen.
From the early Golden Elixir period cultivators to the middle Golden Elixir period, they had to go through the Yin fire tribulation. If they could pass through it, they would reach the middle Golden Elixir period. With the help of the Yin fire, they would remove all the impurities and dregs in their golden elixir, and from then on, they would know that it was another realm.
But if they couldn't pass through it, then they would end up being burned by the Yin fire, instantly burning themselves to ashes.
Looking at Zhu Yi, almost everyone had a thought in their mind, "Madman!"
No matter which early Golden Elixir period cultivator, in the face of the Yin fire tribulation, they had to be extremely cautious, adjust their own state to the best, and then dare to go through the tribulation as if walking on thin ice. Even if there were elders watching over them, they had to be extremely careful.
But Zhu Yi actually chose to break through the tribulation after a fierce battle with a strong enemy like Jiao Junchen, in the eyes of many people, it was really arrogant to the extreme.
Only Lin Feng, Shi Zongyue, and the others knew that the current Zhu Yi was in his best state.
Even if his mana was severely depleted, his understanding of Dao techniques and control of his own body were all at the peak of the current realm.
He couldn't wait for a moment, any more would be a waste.
Therefore, Zhu Yi did not even need to take out the Hidden Dragon Kettle, directly breaking through the realm in the kettle.
It felt like an extremely long time, but also like a short moment, Zhu Yi, who was sitting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a pure smile like that of a child. With a wave of his hands, the eight phenomena of Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Mountain, and Lake suddenly condensed around him.
Above the eight trigrams, two auras, one black and one white, circled, light and dark intertwined, mottled and changing.
These phenomena were not the manifestation of Zhu Yi's own mana, but the condensation of different types of Spiritual Qi that he extracted from the space within the Hidden Dragon Kettle.
Knowing to connect with heaven and earth, he could freely extract the Spiritual Qi that he needed.
Seeing this, everyone knew that Zhu Yi had successfully passed through the Yin fire tribulation, advancing to the middle Golden Elixir period.
Coincidentally, at this moment, everyone's eyes kept moving between Tiny Tot, Shi Xingyun, and Song Qingyuan.
Now, they were eager to know, after Zhu Yi advanced to the top four, who would be the unlucky one to be in the same group as him?
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