Seeing that the purple cloud was jealous of Yuanping, Perfected Xiang Yuan did not ignore it. He decisively attacked and a sword energy slashed at the purple cloud.
Since he had already attacked, Perfected Xiang Yuan did not hold back.
Yin and Yang combined to form the Taiyi Returning Sword.
Wherever the grey sword energy went, the purple cloud was sliced apart.
"Taiyi Sect …"
The purple cloud did not stop and instead expanded in the void of the universe, turning into a purple cloud.
On the cloud, Mister Taiqing, dressed like a scholar, appeared.
"Fellow cultivator, sorry for offending you today." Perfected Xiang Yuan said.
As he spoke, the grey sword energy swept and sliced the formation into pieces.
Mister Taiqing's expression was calm as usual, "Fellow cultivator, you don't have to say that. I am the one who will offend you next."
As he spoke, the purple cloud around him changed. The purple cloud disappeared and turned into black and white.
Black and white intertwined to form a Taiji diagram.
In the center of the diagram, a pagoda appeared.
The pagoda floated above Mister Taiqing's head and rays of light shone down.
When Perfected Xiang Yuan's Taiyi Returning Sword slashed down, the pagoda shook slightly but was undamaged.
Perfected Xiang Yuan's gaze froze.
Arhat Kongshan and Arhat Ding Lin were also shocked.
The Taiyi Returning Sword of Taiyi Sect was extremely sharp and could be called the number one sword technique in the Eastern Cang Sky.
And Perfected Xiang Yuan's cultivation was higher than his opponent. How could he not destroy the pagoda with one strike?
On the contrary, Yuanping was slightly calmer and reminded, "Be careful!"
She had experienced Mister Taiqing's strength and was wary of him.
Yellow light gradually appeared on the black pagoda, condensing into words.
These words looked like Daoist scriptures, but they also looked like articles.
Black and yellow intertwined, and the pagoda, which was originally shaking under the attack of the gray sword qi, slowly stabilized and stopped shaking.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but be shocked.
The shaking meant that Perfected Xiang Yuan's Taiyi Returning Sword was stronger and was pressuring the opponent.
Although he could block it for a while, as time passed, the pagoda would be destroyed by the sword energy.
Even so, Mister Taiqing could be proud. After all, he was not blocking the Taiyi Returning Sword of a level 15 opponent.
But now that the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda had stabilized, the Taiyi Origin Returning Sword was unable to break through it.
"You are truly outstanding. You are worthy of the title of Taishang Incarnate." Immortal Xiang Yuan's expression was solemn, but his tone was calm.
Mr. Taiqing's tone was still calm. "Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."
Perfected Xiangyuan said, "I am here to discuss the Dao with Daoist Li. Please feel free to do as you please."
The two Buddhist Arhats breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed by half.
It seemed like Mister Taiqing was concentrating all his strength to defend against Perfected Xiangyuan's sword control technique.
Although he managed to block the attack, he was unable to counterattack, nor was he able to take care of the others.
However, even so, the defensive power of his Dao technique was too shocking. It could actually resist the Imperial Sword Technique of a sixteenth-level Daoism Heavenly Lord.
Compared to Daoist Shangqing's incisive swordsmanship, Mister Taiqing's Dao was clearly more suited for defense, prioritizing his own invincibility.
His powerful defense could even resist Perfected Xiangyuan's Imperial Sword Technique head-on. It was hard to imagine who among cultivators of the same level could break through his pagoda.
However, after losing the geographical advantage of the formation, he could only defend himself against Perfected Xiangyuan.
Heavenly Origin Wasp Yuan Ping took a deep breath, his gaze falling on the old Wasp King who had also chased out of the Medicine Valley.
The battle between the old and the new of the Wasp Race had finally arrived.
Arhat Kongshan and Arhat Ding Lin did not stay idle.
There was no need for communication. Arhat Kongshan took the lead to face the Illusory Butterfly King.
Arhat Ding Lin stared at Su Po and Shen Herong.
He had only heard of Arhat Kongshan's introduction, but had not actually fought with these two.
In fact, Arhat Kongshan had also heard of them.
Arhat Ding Lin knew that it would be too difficult to keep both of them.
It was better to only target one person.
Whether it was to obtain information or to take hostages to facilitate the exchange of Manjushri relics, it would be best if there were two people. One person was enough.
Biting off more than one could chew was the best strategy.
Thus, Arhat Ding Lin put his palms together, and lotus flowers bloomed at the same time.
He hid himself in the sea of flowers, and the lotus flowers spread around Su Po and Shen Herong, testing them first.
Then, Arhat Ding Lin himself would decide on the real target.
But at this moment, the distant voice of the Azure Sun suddenly sounded.
The sea of lotus flowers immediately scattered.
"… Zither sound?" Arhat Ding Lin was shocked.
Under the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, Mister Taiqing sat calmly with a zither on his knees.
The zither itself looked unremarkable, but as Mister Taiqing plucked the strings, an invisible zither sound suddenly sounded.
Thus, the sea of lotus flowers produced by Arhat Ding Lin's Dharma seemed to dissipate without any reason.
Arhat Kongshan's Sweet Rain also seemed to collapse on its own, drying up.
As for Heavenly Origin Wasp Yuan Ping, his body was frozen in place, unable to move.
The old Wasp King looked at him quietly, not making any movements from beginning to end.
But when she looked at Yuan Ping, there was some pity. "Why don't you believe that whether it is me or them, we will give you a fair chance to challenge me? That way, even if you lose, I will only exile you, leaving you a chance to form your own wasp colony. "
Yuan Ping wanted to speak, but found that he was in a trance, his thoughts intermittent, and he could not connect his thoughts.
She did not feel that she was being attacked, but she knew that it was all caused by the zither sound.
But what was it?
"… What a treasure!"
Perfected Xiang Yuan's expression changed slightly.
He had been secretly keeping some tricks up his sleeve, in case the Chang 'an City Lord of the Flameyellow World suddenly broke through the blockade and came to help. But now, he could no longer hold back.
A horsetail whisk appeared in Perfected Xiang Yuan's hand. He waved it, and tangible ripples appeared in the void of the universe.
Mister Taiqing's invisible zither sound finally appeared at this moment, and everyone could feel it.
The Heavenly Origin Wasp Yuan Ping seemed to be trapped in a thick fog, standing there in a daze, gradually losing consciousness.
Perfected Xiang Yuan waved his horsetail whisk like a sword, cutting through the fog.
But the fog formed by the zither sound seemed to be endless, and Perfected Xiang Yuan could not cut through it.
Perfected Xiang Yuan's expression changed again, and he waved his horsetail whisk towards Mister Taiqing.
The Xuanhuang pagoda above Mister Taiqing's head shook again.
Perfected Xiang Yuan used his own treasure, and the sword qi was stronger than before.
Mister Taiqing's expression was normal, and he was not affected at all. He calmly played the zither, and the zither sound did not protect him.
The Xuanhuang pagoda above his head started to crack under the attack of the grey sword qi.
But before the pagoda shattered, the light of life in Yuan Ping's eyes flickered for the last time, and then it was completely extinguished.
A level-15 Demon Saint's life and intelligence had been wiped out by the zither sound, and only an empty shell was left.
In a short moment, it was played down, and there was no trace of life.
Mister Taiqing first killed Demon Saint Yuan Ping in front of Perfected Xiang Yuan.
Then, the thick fog formed by the zither sound slowly enveloped him.
Wherever the fog went, the cracks on the Xuanhuang pagoda disappeared, and it returned to normal.
Although Perfected Xiang Yuan also had a treasure in hand, he could not break through Mister Taiqing's defense.
Arhat Kongshan and Arhat Ding Lin retreated in shock, and their expressions were ugly.
"This treasure is connected to your Dao, and you refined it yourself?" Perfected Xiang Yuan's voice was hoarse.
He could not even refine such a treasure with his level-16 cultivation!
Mister Taiqing's tone was the same as before, and it was still calm, "I've embarrassed myself. This zither is called the Jiu Xiao Huan Pei, and it can be considered my Dao Affirmation treasure … Strictly speaking, it is our Dao Affirmation treasure, and it was created when we broke through to the Immortal Soul realm. It is now under my care."
Perfected Xiang Yuan was slightly dazed.
Arhat Kongshan and Arhat Ding Lin looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Su Po and Shen Herong, who had been watching quietly from the side as if they had nothing to do with it, sighed at the same time.
The medicine valley was on one hand Li Shulou's childhood home, and on the other hand, it was a cultivation paradise.
Daoist Shangqing was determined to pursue the Dao, and his actions were unrestrained. He had goals but no bottom line, and he had the benefits of the fragments of the Immortals, but he never returned to occupy this place.
There was only one reason for this.
And that was that he really, really, really couldn't beat him!
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