Guarding the front hall, Ah Hu had to keep an eye on the incense burner table at all times as he could not focus on cultivating. Thus, he felt very bored.
Still, while he seemed like a carefree man, he was always able to differentiate between what was important and what was urgent.
While he felt bored, Ah Hu still stared intently at the incense burner table.
After who knew how long, changes suddenly appeared on the yellow cloth talisman on the incense burner table.
The talisman inscribed in cinnabar seemed to have come to life as it distorted and trembled unceasingly.
Having received Yan Zhaoge's guidance before, Ah Hu immediately understood that someone was attempting to enter the Daoist temple once more.
While he did not know who it was, Ah Hu had no intention of meeting them.
It would not be someone of Broad Creed Mountain anyway.
Therefore, he chuckled, adjusting the talisman inscribed on the yellow cloth talisman according to Yan Zhaoge's guidance.
As the talisman changed, streams of spiritual light flickered, intermingling in mid-air as numerous profundities were revealed.
While there seemed to be no changes within the great hall, those who attempted to enter from outside would be in deep trouble.
While there were not many people who had arrived at the Daoist temple after Yan Zhaoge and the martial practitioners of Three Foot Mountain, all of them possessed extraordinary martial prowess.
The cries of phoenixes resounded as a few fiery phoenixes traversed the courtyard, flying directly towards the main entrance of the great hall.
After entering, the scene before them changed.
They all halted, revealing their true forms.
Of the two at their head, one was a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties while the other was a youth who appeared to be in his twenties.
The youth was handsome, but his gaze revealed a hint of coldness and sharpness.
It was none other than the son of the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen, the 'Phoenix Prince' Zhuang Chaohui.
At this moment, his true essence was abundant, his aura orderly as specks of light seemed to flicker on his body, resembling the sea of stars in the horizon.
Meanwhile, these specks of light actually seemed to circulate stably with their own unique rhythm.
As the son of the Southern Exalt and a famed talent of the World beyond Worlds, Zhuang Chaohui had not wasted his time these past years. Six years ago, when he had come to the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory's Royal Reed Sea in search of the phoenix bone, he had still been a Seeing Divinity Martial Saint. Now, he had successfully ascended the Immortal Bridge.
When he had been a late Seeing Divinity Martial Saint that year, Zhuang Chaohui had already dared to forcibly contend with Immortal Bridge Martial Saints.
Now that he had ascended the Immortal Bridge, his strength had stably risen to a whole new level.
Let alone figures like Long Hanhua, Shen Lingzi and Zeng Mo, Zhuang Chaohui would be able to battle most experts of the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm.
Compared to six years ago, the current Zhuang Chaohui's appearance hadn't changed much, but his gaze was even colder and calmer.
Zhuang Chaohui had suffered a setback in his search for the phoenix bone in the Clear Scenic Region of the Royal Reed Sea.
After that, the southern Blazing Heaven Territory finally went to war with the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory. Although they had gained some advantage in the beginning, they were ultimately unable to achieve their objectives in the end, and had no choice but to retreat.
Whether or not the Phoenix True Form Scroll could advance to the next level, whether or not all five virtues could be obtained, was extremely important.
For the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen, this might be a chance for him to advance a step further and push open the door to Immortality.
Even if he couldn't ascend to the Immortal Realm, his strength would still increase by leaps and bounds.
For the entire Phoenix Ritual Mountain's Wutong Slope faction, it would also receive a huge boost.
It was not just the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen who had been thinking about it. Zhuang Chaohui had been thinking about it as well.
However, if they wanted to defeat the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory's Golden Court Mountain, it would not be an easy matter. They needed to plan in many aspects.
The more power and treasures he had, the better.
A Wutong Slope disciple muttered to himself, "Grand Clear direct lineage? Speaking of which, Ingenious Flying Peak and Golden Court Mountain are of the Grand Clear direct lineage as well. "
Zhuang Chaohui said slowly, "Therefore, this cave manor is even more valuable to us. It is extraordinary."
Someone said hatefully from the side, "There will definitely come a day when that Golden Court Mountain will be destroyed."
"Golden Court Mountain aside, there are a few other powers of the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory that are similarly detestable to the extreme."
"Especially that Broad Creed Mountain. It is merely a minor second-rate sect from a lower world. Is it worthy of the name of Daoism's East Peak?"
That Wutong Slope disciple exhaled, "It is all thanks to the protection of Ingenious Flying Peak and Golden Court Mountain that it has been able to survive till this day. Yet, it flies about like a hateful fly, wrecking our sect's plans time and time again, even daring to kill our disciples. Not exterminating them will not be enough to quell the hatred in my heart!"
Hearing his words, Zhuang Chaohui's cold gaze turned even colder, "It is not easy to destroy Golden Court Mountain. It would be a success if we could inflict heavy injuries on them and force them to hand over the phoenix bone."
"With Ingenious Flying Peak and Golden Court Mountain unable to make a move, it would be easy to destroy that Broad Creed Mountain."
He recalled his conversation with his father, the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen.
"Could it be that the Immortal Artifact left behind by the Dim Radiant Emperor has become his protective talisman?" Zhuang Chaohui had been rather indignant back then.
"It is fine to slay that Yan Zhaoge and destroy that Broad Creed Mountain. Still, do not take that Immortal Artifact." Zhuang Shen was very calm, "Still, before that, Ingenious Flying Peak and Golden Court Mountain are the main problems that we have to face."
Zhuang Chaohui retracted his thoughts, looking at the Daoist temple before him with a solemn expression on his face.
"This half-broken whisk fell into our hands out of nowhere, helping us enter. I wonder who it was that did it," Another Wutong Slope disciple muttered.
The middle-aged man beside Zhuang Chaohui was a longtime Elder of Wutong Slope and the junior apprentice-brother of the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen, his cultivation base superior to Zhuang Chaohui's.
He said mildly, "Just raise your vigilance. Still, do not panic."
"Yes, senior apprentice-uncle," Zhuang Chaohui and the others followed behind that middle-aged man, striding forward together.
Who knew that terrifying yellow sand would suddenly surge amidst space at this moment!
The death storm appeared once more, completely devouring those of Wutong Slope who had just entered the great hall.
It was normal for them to encounter protective restrictions upon entering cave manors of others.
It was just that the restrictions here were exceptionally powerful!
Even as that middle-aged man of the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm simultaneously manifested the thick earth of meritorious virtue and the fortuitous purple light of fortuitous virtue to protect his body, he still felt somewhat unable to endure it.
Fortunately, his accompanying high-grade Sacred Artifact was a piece of armour that was focused on defence. Combined with the true intent of the Phoenix True Form Scripture, he was only barely able to resist it. Still, he was temporarily unable to advance at all.
While Zhuang Chaohui's cultivation base was extraordinary, he was nearly blown off his feet now.
In terms of pure destructive power, that terrifying yellow sand was virtually comparable to the attacks of ninth level Martial Saints!
As soon as Zhuang Chaohui encountered it, he was nearly turned into a sieve.
His high-grade Sacred Artifact, the Fire Phoenix Bow, was of no help here in terms of offensive power. He could only rely on himself now.
The thick earth of meritorious virtue was pierced through, the fortuitous purple light of fortuitous virtue shattered as the white qi of nether virtue was forced out as well.
Even so, Zhuang Chaohui was nearly beaten to death on the spot.
In the end, numerous streams of light abruptly lit up on his body, forming a semi-circular protective barrier as he was only able to preserve his life.
This was one of Zhuang Chaohui's supreme treasures, his final defensive method as well as a life-saving treasure.
Still, it was a consumable that would vanish after being used once.
While Zhuang Chaohui had guessed that the protective restrictions here were powerful, he had not thought that he would meet his end just as he entered.
The other Wutong Slope martial practitioners were in even worse straits. It was only thanks to the protection of Zhuang Chaohui and that middle-aged man that they had not perished on the spot.
That middle-aged man frowned, "It is unexpectedly dangerous. You guys retreat. I will try entering alone."
Before his words had landed, other sounds actually resounded amidst the ear-splitting, whistling sound of the wind and sand.
The surging roar of a great river.
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