Chapter 391: Three Swords to Annihilate a Clan (Part 2)

Chapter 391: Three Swords to Annihilate a Clan (Part 2)

There stood a few Daoist priests.

The two leaders wore purple Daoist robes, while the others mostly wore deep red Daoist robes.

They were dressed in the traditional attire of the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion, a sacred site of the Daoist School of Talismanic Codes.

Lei Jun's gaze also turned to these Daoist priests, examining them up and down before speaking in a calm tone, "I am Daoist Priest Lei Jun, also known as Chongyun."

Including a senior elder who had cultivated to the Seventh Heaven, the group of Longhu Mountain Celestial Masters' disciples wore tense expressions.

Only the Eighth Heaven elder, Ma Zongxiang, maintained his composure and introduced himself, "I am Daoist Priest Ma Zongxiang."

Noticing that Ma Zongxiang did not reciprocate by revealing his Daoist name, Lei Jun understood the situation.

There was a gap in strength and cultivation level between the two sides, and Ma Zongxiang and his companions did not respond with kindness.

Evidently, the higher-ups of the Han Longhu Mountain had already made their decision.

Ma Zongxiang and the others could only obey without any room for negotiation, and they didn't even bother to feign friendliness.

"If I had been around during the time of the Daoist Law Amendment, I probably would have chosen to follow nature as well," Lei Jun said calmly.

Ma Zongxiang remained silent and waved his hand to signal the Longhu Mountain disciples behind him.

At the same time, streams of light began to gather and condense into divine powers around him.

However, Lei Jun turned his gaze away from Ma Zongxiang and scanned the others.

A tall and imposing general in armor, only slightly shorter than Lei Jun, met Lei Jun's gaze with a calm expression. "Are you from the Tang Dynasty, Daoist?"

"Indeed," Lei Jun replied. "What is the name of this general?"

"My name is Yin Ming. I have received the grace of the Han Emperor and hold the position of Left General. This time, I have come to Datong under the orders of the East Palace Crown Prince," Yin Ming introduced himself.

Lei Jun's expression remained unchanged as he said, "Please, General Yin. My group is here on behalf of the five prominent clans of Datong. They were involved in the treasonous plot of our Tang Dynasty's rebels, so we are here under the Emperor's orders to investigate and eliminate them.

Heaven values life, and we will do our best to protect the common people of Datong. We have no intention of invading the Han border. I am merely taking precautions to ensure that evil is eradicated in Datong."

As he spoke, Lei Jun's gaze shifted back to Ma Zongxiang and the other Longhu Mountain disciples. "However, it seems that after we finish dealing with Datong, we may have some loose ends to tie up on our side. General Yin, please bear with us."

Yin Ming's eyes flickered.

Ma Zongxiang met his gaze calmly but remained silent.

Yin Ming turned his gaze away and asked, "Then... may I ask, Daoist, who are these two?"

He pointed to a scholar in white and a middle-aged man dressed in traditional South Wilderness attire.

The scholar in white was someone Yin Ming was quite familiar with—Ye Shiqian, a senior member of the Han's Qingzhou Ye clan.

As for the man from the South Wilderness, Yin Ming studied him for a long time, his expression becoming more solemn. "Tan Muwu, didn't you die a long time ago?"

The Eighth Heaven Great Shaman Tan Muwu smiled at Yin Ming but didn't reply.

His attention was fully focused on the seemingly calm high-level Daoist priest.

"Since you're all here, please sit and stay for a while," Lei Jun said indifferently.

Yin Ming glanced at Ye Shiqian and, after a moment's thought, looked at Tan Muwu. "If it's convenient, Daoist, may I take this savage back to Chang'an and leave him to the Emperor's judgment? This savage has committed countless crimes and is filled with evil deeds."

Lei Jun replied noncommittally, "Later. I still need to interrogate him and ask him some questions first."

Upon hearing this, Tan Muwu's expression changed.

Ma Zongxiang, on the other hand, had already been preparing to make his move.

Dots of sparkling starlight gathered in front of him, gradually forming the images of the Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise—the Four Holy Beasts. They were all composed of densely packed stars.

Lei Jun's eyes narrowed as he observed this, and he said, "This is... the Dou Mu Four Saints Talisman?"

Earlier, through Kang Ming, Lei Jun had heard rumors that although the Han Longhu Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion carried on the ancient tradition of the Talismanic Code School, the talismans they taught were completely different from those of the past.

In terms of quantity, they far surpassed the Three Caverns and Three Heavens Talismans that Longhu Mountain had traditionally passed down.

However, the Three Caverns and Twelve Upper True Treasure Talismans currently taught by the Han Longhu Mountain did not include the famous Three Caverns and Three Heavens Talismans: the Thunder Law Heaven and Earth Talisman, the Fire Law Heaven and Earth Talisman, and the Life Merit Human Law Talisman.

The Dou Mu Four Saints Talisman was one of them and was quite different from the Life Merit Human Law Talisman.

To be precise, the talisman formed the image of a star chart divided into the Four Saints.

Lei Jun found it to be quite ingenious.

However...

In the dark universe, brighter starlight suddenly shone.

The starlight extended from near to far, as if a great sun had descended, with crimson tongues of fire licking at its edges.

Within the crimson sun was a huge tiger that seemed to be made of stars, roaring with its mouth wide open.

The tiger's roar was not directed at Ma Zongxiang's Dou Mu Four Saints Talisman.

Instead, it was aimed at some other beings that were trying to spread out silently.

In the starry universe, there were multiple fires burning brightly at the same time.

Under the purification of the crimson Heavenly True Fire, countless beings that were finer than dust were wiped out.

Ma Zongxiang's expression changed slightly.

As the fierce and fiery crimson flames extended towards him, the void beside Ma Zongxiang revealed another hidden divine power talisman, which was also burned by the heavenly fire.

Yin Ming understood what was happening. This was another life-bound divine power that Ma Zongxiang had cultivated in the Upper Three Heavens.

It was called the Plague Covering the Sky Treasure Talisman, and it was also one of the Three Caverns and Twelve Upper True Treasure Talismans.

(End of Chapter)One was bright, the other dark, and they complemented each other perfectly, often injuring their enemies without them even realizing.

But no matter how hard Master Zong tried, it was all in vain within the Nine Heavens Grand Master's Great Path Realm.

He couldn't even unfold his own divine universe.

Ming turned his gaze to Jun.

This young Master from the Tang Dynasty... His displayed divine powers and talismans also looked very foreign. After tracing it back to ancient times, there was no record of such divine powers and talismans in the Mystic Talisman Sect.

It seems that the news from Datong earlier was not baseless after all.

The Grand Master from the Tang Dynasty is extremely powerful... Ming thought.

Sheqian and Mu were equally astonished.

But seeing that Jun before them was not one to be trifled with, they had no other choice but to cooperate with Master Zong.

Sheqian held the Cosmic Brush in his hand, and with a body cultivated in ancient techniques, he was the embodiment of the traditions of the She Clan of Qingzhou.

As the scroll named "A River Flowing into the Ocean" unfurled, a mighty river could be seen flowing into a vast ocean.

Mu, on the other hand, was a powerful Shaman of the Shamanic Curse lineage.

As his curse power condensed, a grayish-white abyss appeared.

With the abyss' emergence, the surroundings seemed to slow down as if they were about to be dragged into it.

Mu did not expect his abyss to devour Jun, whose cultivation was higher than his.

All he wanted was to help Master Zong out of his predicament.

Although they walked different paths, and might even become enemies if they were to meet again after today, it did not affect Mu's determination to help Master Zong to the best of his abilities.

His cultivation was high, and his discernment was sharp, for he was a veteran of countless battles. Although he had never cooperated with Master Zong before, he could still find a way to make it work.

But unfortunately, Jun was overwhelming them tenfold at this moment.

A purple Heavenly Dragon emerged, and the violent thunder made the crowd from the Dragon-Tiger Mountain avert their eyes repeatedly.

The ferocious thunder dragon showed no mercy as it charged into the grayish-white abyss, tearing it apart instantly.

At the same time, a black Heavenly Dragon appeared silently and then suppressed the Four Symbols Star Chart that was entrapping Master Zong.

The fiery tiger, composed of heavenly fire, broke through Master Zong's plague-infested talisman, and its momentum did not stop as it pounced on Sheqian's "A River Flowing into the Ocean".

In an instant, raging flames ravaged the scene, almost as if it would incinerate the heavens and boil the oceans.

The mighty river and the vast ocean.

But at this moment, whether it was river water or seawater, they were all evaporated by the scorching heat, turning into billowing white clouds that spread out in all directions, no longer able to churn up waves.

Jun stood calmly at the center of the universe, and with his three grand divine phenomena flying about, he had already subdued and captured most of the people present.

The rare exceptions were the people from the She Clan of Qingzhou, including Sheqian.

Jun sent them off to reunite with their counterparts from the She Clan of Qingzhou in the Tang Dynasty, including Yan, Jiong, Yu, and Xuan.

Ming's eyelids twitched uncontrollably as he watched from the sidelines.

He did not have much of a relationship with the She Clan of Qingzhou.

But in the current Han Dynasty, the She Clan of Qingzhou also occupied an important territory.

The Four Surnames and Six Nobles, their influence ran deep.

Among them, the She Clan of Qingzhou even had a powerful Grand Confucian sitting atop their hierarchy.

Although this young Master before him was polite and respectful in speech, the fact that he eradicated Sheqian and the others right before his eyes still startled Ming.

Was he expressing his attitude and determination?

Even with Sheqian and the others from the Han Dynasty, the battle against the Five Nobles in Datong seemed to be a matter of life and death, not tolerating any external interference... Ming thought.

Perhaps, it was also a display of the Tang Dynasty's determination to gain a foothold in Datong?

"Next, I would like to invite General Ming to be my guest in my formation for a while. Please pardon any rudeness," Jun said calmly to Ming.

Ming already sensed Jun's determination regarding Datong, and at this moment, he did not say much either, only replying:

Above the ancestral land of the Han Clan of Datong, she finally chose her target. The air was filled with billowing plumes of smoke, but the situation was still somewhat better than that of the Fang Clan of Datong.

The ancestral land of the Han Clan had its own unique characteristics, cultivated over the years through the clan's academic traditions. Towering flames soared towards the sky, continuously blocking and dispersing the billowing smoke.

When the Han Clan first established themselves, their treasured heirloom was a cauldron known as the Jade Flames Cauldron. However, along with the Han Clan's decline, it too was lost and buried in history.

The Han Clan of Datong crafted their own treasure in the image of the Jade Flames Cauldron, improving upon it, and ultimately refining it into their now cherished heirloom, the Blazing Furnace.

A group of Han Clan scholars, led by their current clan head, Han Tian, stood before their ancestral hall, surrounding the Blazing Furnace. They watched as the smoke, tinged with sparks, rose straight towards the heavens.

The smoke suddenly ignited once more in the sky, transforming into swirling flames that dispersed the surrounding darkness.

However, Han Tian's expression remained grave, without a hint of relief.

For above them, a thundercloud darker and heavier than the billowing smoke drifted towards the ancestral land.

The towering flames rose in defiance.

But the pitch-black thundercloud seemed like an ancient glacier, freezing even the flames, and steadily expanding.

A petite female figure, clad in a purple robe with a black cloak, her complexion exceedingly pale, sat atop the clouds. It was none other than Xu Yuanzhen.

Han Tian's countenance turned solemn, a sword in his hand. The abundant literary aura of the Han Clan intertwined in this moment, congealing into a tangible substance.

With the assistance of the Blazing Furnace, the sword's aura turned chilling, then blazing.

The blazing aura transformed into raging flames, from which emerged a nation of fire.

The ancestral land of the Han Clan resonated with this, severing the connection between the inner and outer realms, giving birth to a genuine realm of flames.

Xu Yuanzhen glanced downwards at the Han Clan's ancestral land before beckoning with her hand.

From her palm, a deeper darkness emerged.

This darkness condensed into intricate talismans, emanating silent strands of black lightning. Unlike the ancient lightning of the legendary warriors, these talismans were an elevated manifestation born from Xu Yuanzhen's cultivation of the Five Thunderous Methods.

In its purity, a solitary aura lingered.

Under the influence of Xu Yuanzhen's profound talismans, the Han Clan's ancestral land, which had ignited on its own, suddenly dimmed.

Before Han Tian could exert himself to bolster the rituals empowering their ancestral land, his expression changed drastically.

From Xu Yuanzhen's profound talismans, Han Tian, a grandmaster of the Nine Heavens, comprehended a principle that evoked intense resistance within him.

It was both wild and domineering, and at the same time, ruthless and iron-blooded.

The lightning within the profound talismans seemed to converge into thick ink.

Countless black raindrops fell from the sky, shrouding the ancestral land.

In that instant, countless shadows seemed to flicker, merging into an invincible sharpness.

It was as if innumerable warriors were striking together. Though wild and domineering, they stood united like an iron-blooded army, their might akin to a crushing tsunami.

The power and aura within this emanated from the warriors that Xu Yuanzhen had encountered beyond the borders of the Great Realm.

Now, it was evident that they originated from another mortal realm, where the Golden Empire waged war against the Great Realm, their clashes causing even fragments of that realm's mountains and rivers to crumble and detach from the void.

Those initial warriors not only encompassed profound martial truths but also contained the traction of a shattered realm, making their replication exceedingly difficult.

Furthermore, the eminent clans of the Great Realm had suffered more than once at the hands of these warriors and had diligently studied them, modifying their own traditions to avoid the devastating strikes of the warriors.

Without the appropriate raw materials and without true warriors at hand, Xu Yuanzhen could not replicate them.

However, her profound talismans, while vastly different in nature, embodied a similar extremely targeted and destructive power akin to that of the warriors.

If used against the offspring of the Four Families and Five Clans of the Great Realm, this power and aura would likely be ineffective.

But the problem was that the Han Clan of Datong was unaware of this...

He ruthlessly held his sword and counterattacked Xu Yuanzhen.

Xu Yuanzhen did not dodge or parry.

At this moment, the essence of her innate magic, the Celestial Wind Technique, intertwined with the profound meaning of the Illusory Realm, making her figure seem truly absent from this spacetime.

Han Tian's desperate counterattack landed on empty air.

From a distance, the dark universe seemed to grow infinitely, completely devouring the light and heat.

The flames of the Han tribe's ancestral land were completely extinguished in the heavens and earth of Datong.

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Within the ancestral land of the Datong Xiao Tribe, Xiao Yuan and the other tribal elders, with the help of the ancestral land's defensive restrictions and the Oceanic Sword, swept away most of the smoke from the counterattacks.

However, the news coming in from other fronts was all bad.

There was no need to mention the Fang Tribe. The Lin Tribe and Han Tribe had both been attacked, and the Su Tribe was only slightly better off.

But it seemed that a powerful enemy was blocking the spacetime portal leading to the Han Dynasty.

"Whether it's to establish contact with the tribe's leader, coordinate an inside and outside attack, or to consider the safety of the other tribe's descendants, we must break through and reopen the path to the Han Dynasty as soon as possible," Xiao Yuan said in a solemn voice. "Only then can we advance and retreat at will, without being caught in a precarious position."

One of the Xiao Tribe's elders worriedly said, "The tribe's leader left us with the Oceanic Sword, making our ancestral land very secure. But with her and the sword separated, our tribe will be somewhat weakened if we leave the ancestral land to attack the spacetime portal."

Xiao Yuan said, "For now, let's invite Su Hong Gao to join us. It would be best if we could relieve Han Qiong Bi's siege. Then, we can join forces to reopen the path to the Han Dynasty and reunite with our tribe's leader. By having each of us hold our ground, we can avoid being picked off one by one."

In recent years, among the Five Tribes of Datong, the Lin Tribe had held a relatively superior position due to Lin Zheng. In a way, this could also be seen as a somewhat isolated stance.

Among the remaining four tribes, the Xiao and Han Tribes were closer, and the Fang and Su Tribes were also closer to each other.

There had been frequent friction between the two sides, but due to the presence of the Lin Tribe and the larger environment, they had all exercised restraint.

Now, in this critical moment, Xiao Yuan could only first reach out to the leader of the Su Tribe, Su Guang.

Soon, they received a response from Su Guang, who agreed to help relieve the siege on Han Tian.

Without any hesitation, Xiao Yuan set out with the Oceanic Sword, heading towards the ancestral land of the Han Tribe to meet up with Su Guang and lend aid to the Han Tribe.

Leaving the ancestral land with the tribe's leader and its treasured heirloom was a risky move, and the hearts of the Xiao Tribe's members were filled with unease.

However, everyone's attitude towards continuing to hold the ancestral land had already started to turn pessimistic.

After Xiao Yuan's departure, the other members of the Xiao Tribe began to disperse and relocate outside, taking advantage of the current lack of strong enemies attacking them.

He, himself, swiftly traversed the vast mountains and rivers of Datong.

Until one moment, when Xiao Yuan's heart suddenly stirred, and he subconsciously came to a halt.

Almost at the same instant as he stopped, he noticed that someone had appeared in the distance in front of him, though he hadn't seen anyone there before.

Based on the person's attire, Xiao Yuan made a guess as to their identity, "Lei Jun of the Dragon-Tiger Mountain from the Great Tang?"

His heart sank to the bottom of a valley.

Was this a coincidence, or had the person been waiting here specifically for him?

If the latter, how could they have known his whereabouts?

Had Han Tian and Su Guang betrayed him?

Countless question marks flashed through Xiao Yuan's mind.

Lei Jun, with the aid of the Celestial Mirror, had noticed Xiao Yuan's departure with the Oceanic Sword, and since he was passing by anyway, he might as well take care of this matter first.

He had no intention of engaging in lengthy conversation with Xiao Yuan, and his figure, shimmering with starlight, manifested the Star God's manifestation. With the speed boost of the Stellar Path, he instantly appeared before Xiao Yuan.

Xiao Yuan barely had time to react before his instincts kicked in, and he subconsciously swung the Oceanic Sword, blocking the air before him.

Behind her, the ancestral land of the Han Family lay in ruins.

With the destruction of the Han Family, its leader, Han Tian, and many of its members ceased to exist in this world.

"Do as you please, Senior Sister," Lei Jun replied simply.

Ending the connection with Xu Yuanzhen, Lei Jun's Celestial Mirror Technique glowed and shone, its light scanning the inner workings of the Great Unity.

Su Guang and Xiao Yuan had planned to meet and travel to the Han Family's ancestral land to aid Han Tian and the others.

However, before they could even arrive, the Han Family had already been wiped out.

Su Guang had no choice but to retreat back to the Su Family's ancestral land while simultaneously contacting the Xiao, Fang, and Lin Families.

But this time, even Xiao Yuan could not be reached...

Lei Jun, holding the Oceanic Sword that was suppressed by him, arrived near the Su Family's ancestral land.

From a distance, the Su Family's ancestral land seemed to tower like a lofty and isolated peak that soared into the clouds.

The solitary peak rose straight up, its cliffs like walls. The entire body was pitch-black, as if condensed from ink.

By now, the rolling smoke had already dissipated, but the isolated ink peak stood firm, its surface covered in scars, yet it remained unyielding, with new ink constantly welling up and repairing it.

At the foot of this towering ink peak lay a gigantic inkstone pool, silent and heavy, with a vast amount of literary talent and virtue condensed within.

Its name was the Heaven's Inkstone, the heirloom treasure of the Su Family of the Great Unity.

With the aid of the Heaven's Inkstone, the Su Family's ancestral land erected a divine mountain, as if connected to the heavens and the earth, incredibly agile, and unwaveringly sturdy, like a pillar supporting the sky.

But now, the hearts of the Su Family members were wavering.

At the same time, Lei Jun appeared at a place far from the Su Family's ancestral land.

With the reinforcement of the ancestral land and the Heaven's Inkstone, Su Guang was unable to detect his presence at this distance.

However, for Lei Jun, this distance was sufficient.

The Celestial Mirror Technique's glow flowed and concentrated towards the Su Family's ancestral land.

Within Lei Jun's pupils, the Heaven's Path Technique continuously revolved.

And in front of him, three swords floated in the air.

The first sword, three feet and three inches long, was the Oceanic Sword that Lei Jun had just confiscated from Xiao Yuan with his bare hands.

The second sword, three feet long, had a blade as watery as its purple glow, with lightning snakes slithering across it, emitting sounds akin to both thunder and a dragon's roar. It was the Heavenly Sword, one of the very best treasures of the Heavenly Mansion.

The third sword, a hefty seven feet long, was the Northern Sword that Lei Jun had reforged after attaining the Nine Heavens realm.

After the conclusion of the Luoyang Battle, the World's Sword had been returned to its original owners, the Tang Imperial Family.

But his luck held, and this time, he intercepted the Oceanic Sword of the Great Unity's Xiao Family.

To be honest, due to time constraints, he had not yet been able to properly wield this ancient treasure sword.

However, just like with the World's Sword, Lei Jun believed that he would blend well with the Oceanic Sword.

These three swords of varying lengths now all pointed towards the Su Family's ancestral land of the Great Unity.

A purple and a black lightning dragon intertwined, with countless lightning flashing between them, then endlessly supplying the Yin-Yang Instruments with power.

At this moment, surrounding each sword were twelve pairs of the Yin-Yang Instruments, arranged in columns, all pointing towards the distance.

Simultaneously supplying power to these three divine weapons for an extended period caused the Yin-Yang Instruments to falter.

Lei Jun was unhurried as he summoned two Fire Tigers to join in.

The crimson Yang Fire Tiger and the emerald Yin Fire Tiger wove their powers together, aiding the Yin-Yang Double Dragons.

The next moment, the void trembled.

A golden and silver lightning dragon appeared, one after another.

The pure yang and pure yin powers converged, then supplied the Yin-Yang Double Fire Tigers.

Six great symbols, with yin and yang harmonizing, and thunder and fire combining, moved back and forth.

Vast and majestic power was supplied to the thirty-six Yin-Yang Instruments.

A massive amount of primal magnetic force was born, empowering the three swords.

Such a grand display finally caught the attention of Su Guang in the distance.

Just as he was about to investigate, he saw sword lights flashing in the distance.

Three flashes of light, one after the other, each lasting but an instant

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