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Chapter 937: A Single Palm, Buddha and Demon United
Chapter 937: A Single Palm, Buddha and Demon United
Cloudy skies, gusty winds, and pine waves surged through the valley.
The Pine Wave Mountains stretched for three thousand miles, undulating continuously.
This was the birthplace of the Feng Clan of the Yuan Ying Family.
Countless tall pines stood tall, and when the strong winds blew, the pine waves sounded like ocean waves.
On this day,
Amidst the myriad pines, waves of sound arose once more.
Upon closer listening, it wasn't the wind rustling through the pines, but rather the continuous rise of ethereal light from the forest, one after another.
A massive cloud boat hovered in the sky, waiting quietly.
Moments later, three figures appeared together.
Tens of thousands of cultivators, without hesitation, bowed to the leading figure among the three.
"Pay homage to Elder Tai Shang!"
Feng Buyan stroked his beard, satisfied with the scene.
"Ning Daoyou, Yang Daoyou, what do you think of my Feng Clan's young generation?"
An elderly man with a goatee observed the scene and praised, "High morale, full of confidence, and a proud spirit. Brother Feng, you have indeed managed the Feng Clan well!"
Feng Buyan laughed heartily, "The path of cultivation is arduous and progress is slow, so I can only focus on nurturing the next generation."
As he spoke, he glanced at the other bald man.
Clad in a white monk's robe, his figure was slender, but his face was exceptionally handsome.
If not for the scars on his head, he would be a rarely seen handsome man.
At the moment, he lowered his eyelids, seemingly uninterested in the spectacular scene of tens of thousands of cultivators riding the clouds and mist.
Feng Buyan furrowed his brow but did not seek the man's praise. Instead, he waved his hand.
"Young ones, let's go!"
"Our destination: Thunder Pass!"
At his command, the tens of thousands of Feng Clan disciples responded in unison.
"Yes!"
The resounding voice pressed down the vast pine forest.
Cloud boats quickly set off, and beams of spiritual light echoed as they moved swiftly toward Thunder Pass, which wasn't too far away.
On the largest cloud boat in the center, Feng Buyan was introducing the general situation of Thunder Pass to the two helpers he had invited.
"This place was originally part of our Feng Clan's territory, but due to its treacherous terrain and lack of special resources, we didn't send many people to manage it."
"About a hundred years ago, some outlaws hid here and gradually gained strength."
"That Lei Ming brat is one of them."
"His realm isn't high, just at the nascent soul stage. When the time comes, the three of us can take him down in an instant!"
Daoist Yang, pinching his goatee, asked doubtfully, "According to what Brother Feng said, a mere nascent soul cultivator, why would we need all three of us to act together?"
Feng Buyan smiled, "Cave Lord Thunder Echo is no threat, but Thunder Pass is too perilous. The terrain is special and subtly resonates with Cave Lord Thunder Echo. If we were to fight him inside, even I, at the 4th Stage of the Yuan Ying realm, could easily run into trouble. Moreover..."
At this point, he adopted a cautious expression.
"After achieving the nascent soul stage, he went on a journey and is said to have met many powerful cultivators. He even attended an exchange hosted by the Stiff Mountain Alliance, and we fear he might have invited some troublesome characters, adding more variables to our mission."
At the mention of the "Stiff Mountain Alliance", Daoist Yang couldn't help but draw a sharp breath.
"Is it the Stiff Mountain Alliance that has been constantly challenging the Life and Death Sect and gradually annexing its territories outside?"
Feng Buyan nodded, his expression serious.
"Yes! It seems Brother Yang is also familiar with this mysterious rising force that has emerged over the past three hundred years."
Daoist Yang's expression changed slightly. "How could I not be familiar? They are rumored to have countless experts. Just the nascent soul cultivators like us number in the dozens. Especially those people, with their odd temperaments, they do not act unless it's to kill with all their strength, making them truly difficult to deal with."
The cultivators of the Southern Frontier have long been known for their eccentric personalities.
For a native like Daoist Yang to speak so highly of them, it's clear just how extreme the powerhouses in the Stiff Mountain Alliance have become.
The silent white-robed monk suddenly became interested.
"I've been in the Southern Frontier for some time now, but I've never heard of the Stiff Mountain Alliance. Just how powerful are they? The Life and Death Sect is the only Hua Shen Holy Land in the Southern Frontier. What gives the Stiff Mountain Alliance the audacity to continuously provoke them?"
Feng Buyan and Daoist Yang exchanged glances before speaking one after another.
"We don't know what gives them the audacity."
"But their actions have indeed surpassed what ordinary factions can imagine. You should know about the Southern Ocean, also known as the Guz Ocean, which is the birthplace of many rare parasites. Now, one of the three safe entrances to the Southern Ocean is under their control. Remember, the three entrances to the Southern Ocean have always been under the control of the Life and Death Sect."
Upon hearing that one of the Southern Ocean's entrances was controlled by the Stiff Mountain Alliance, the white-robed monk's face showed a hint of surprise.
As the three of them chatted, the Feng family's main force drew closer to Thunder Pass.
A distance of ten thousand miles is extremely long for low-ranking cultivators.
However, with the help of numerous cloud boats, they arrived at the vast plain outside Thunder Pass in just half a day.
Boom!
With a deafening roar, the cloud boats landed on the plain, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Large drums were brought out and, under the powerful strikes of bare-chested men, they emitted a rousing battle cry.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The war drums resounded, echoing into the treacherous Thunder Pass.
Even the independent cultivators who were deeply in seclusion were awakened.
Silent figures emerged from their cave abodes, exchanged glances, and then retrieved their magic treasures, taking their positions at various strategic points of Thunder Pass.
Thunder Echo Cave Lord had long warned them about the Feng family's designs on Thunder Pass.
"If you wish to continue wandering as impoverished independent cultivators with no place to call home, you are free to leave."
"But if you want to continue cultivating here in Thunder Pass, free from any control, then you must do your part."
"When the enemy arrives, if you still cower in your cave abodes, regardless of the outcome, I will not tolerate your existence after the battle!"
This was a clear warning.
Either contribute or leave.
Those who try to benefit without effort will face retribution after the battle!
With the Shenxi of a Yuan Yin cultivator, Feng Buyan could sense the unrest in Thunder Pass.
Feng Buyan shook his head. "They still don't want to come out and fight. They plan to hold out at Thunder Pass."
The war drums continued to resound, but there was no response.
To take Thunder Pass, it seemed they would have to launch a forced assault.
Feng Buyan glanced at his descendants, who were filled with fighting spirit but still showed a hint of fear in their eyes. He felt conflicted.
Rushing in would result in the loss of many Feng family members!
Daoist Yang, being a leader in his own right, noticed his hesitation and suggested with a smile, "Why don't the three of us join forces to force Thunder Echo Cave Lord out? As the master of the thirty-six caves of Thunder Pass, if he is defeated, the remaining independent cultivators will be nothing more than a disorganized mob. They won't put up much resistance, and your Feng family members will suffer fewer casualties."
Feng Buyan's eyes lit up.
"Excellent!"
Without waiting for the other white-robed monk to respond, he stepped forward from the crowd.
"I will make the first move!"
With these words, under the watchful eyes of the multitude, he produced a magnificently ornate feather fan and infused it with his magical power.
He then swung the fan vigorously at Thunder Pass.
Whoosh...
A massive tornado appeared out of nowhere, surging into Thunder Pass with an unstoppable force.
At that moment!
Crack!
A lightning bolt as thick as a bucket suddenly descended, striking the tornado and causing it to collapse instantly.
Feng Buyan's divine sense spread out, locking onto the one who had made the move.
"Thunder Echo Cave Lord, you are a formidable power in your own right. Is it not beneath you to hide and sneak attacks like this?"
From within Thunder Pass, thunderous rumblings echoed.
"Yes, you have such dignity, yet you attack others at their doorstep."
Feng Buyan laughed heartily. "Thunder Pass has always been the territory of the Feng family. You are merely squatting, taking what does not belong to you. In the past, I tolerated your presence because of the difficulties faced by low-rank independent cultivators. But now that you have achieved the nascent soul realm, you should understand the principle that I cannot tolerate others to sleep beside my bed. If you leave voluntarily, we can still maintain some semblance of respect."
Thunder Echo Cave Lord sneered. "What a convenient claim. If you want Thunder Pass, come and take it!"
Feng Buyan's expression turned serious.
"Do you truly believe I dare not enter?"
As he spoke, his figure suddenly vanished.
When he reappeared, he was already inside Thunder Pass.
He gently waved his feather fan, and the bone-chilling Blade Wind dispersed. A powerful tornado formed and swept toward a certain spot.
Thunder Echo Cave Lord suddenly appeared, his chest and abdomen swelling as he exhaled.
"Scatter!"
Thunder reappeared, directly shattering the tornado.
Moreover, bolts of lightning extended from the void, forming beams of light that rained down on Feng Buyan.
Feng Buyan sneered and vanished from his spot, causing the lightning to miss and fall harmlessly.
"Too slow!"
In the next moment, a figure appeared behind him, a flying sword piercing toward his back.
Feng Buyan's expression changed, and he quickly transformed his form again.
But the flying sword followed him like a shadow, and Thunder Echo Cave Lord was also hot on his heels.
With each transformation, a flurry of lightning flashed around them.
"How is this possible? How can you keep up with my speed?"
Feng Buyan was both shocked and angry.
He was most confident in his escape techniques.
His bold move against Thunder Pass was based on his belief in his ability to retreat if necessary.
But if his escape techniques were compromised, Thunder Pass would become the opponent's home turf.
Thunder Echo Cave Lord remained silent, relentlessly pursuing and attacking him, summoning heavenly lightning.
From the outside, it seemed as though a heavenly tribulation had descended upon Thunder Pass.
Though the intensity of the attacks was not great, the frequency was astonishing.
Occasionally, when a strike landed, silver-white lightning would envelop Feng Buyan's body.
Even as he quickly dispelled the lightning with his magical power, a growing numbness spread through his body, making his magical power flow less smoothly.
If this continued, he would not only face defeat but might struggle to escape with his life.
Suddenly!
"Friends, if you do not act now, when will you?"
A sigh echoed through the void.
"Independent cultivators to reach such a level is truly impressive. Unfortunately, they are unaware of the situation and will perish here today. What a pity."
Daoist Yang appeared, a wooden staff in hand, glowing with a faint green light, clearly no ordinary weapon.
As he pointed the staff at Thunder Echo Cave Lord, a piercing force radiated from it.
Thunder Echo Cave Lord's expression changed, but he did not use his Lightning Flash Technique to dodge. He watched as the staff approached him.
Seeing this, Daoist Yang felt a strange sensation in his heart.
"Such audacity, does he have a secret ace up his sleeve?"
The next moment!
A sudden change occurred!
A massive green hand, swirling with wind and thunder, appeared out of nowhere, blocking the Thunder Echo Cave Lord’s head.
Then, with an unstoppable force, it reached out to grasp the incredibly sharp wooden staff.
Preparing to seize it!
"Do you have an ally?" The confusion in Yang Daoren's heart was answered, but this did not surprise him. After all, Feng Buyan had mentioned this possibility before they arrived.
He merely sneered.
His treasured staff, after centuries of cultivation, had long since ascended to the level of a True Artifact.
If countered with magic treasures, it might be unimpeded.
But to try and intercept it with just a flesh hand was courting death!
In his line of sight, the wooden staff and the green hand finally made contact.
Thud!
A strange sound echoed, and ripples spread out.
Yang Daoren’s heart trembled, "Something's not right!"
He tried to pull back his treasured staff, but the overwhelming force prevented him from recalling his life-bound treasure no matter how much he exerted his mana.
Considering a possibility, he couldn’t help but feel his anger boil.
"No!"
"Humph!"
A cold snort echoed from the void.
The next moment.
The green hand suddenly closed.
Crack!
"Here it is!"
Two streaks of light flew back.
Yang Daoren hurriedly dodged, and after a great effort, he finally stabilized himself, but the intense pain in his divine soul was uncontrollable.
He opened his mouth.
"Spurt!"
A mouthful of blood, brimming with potent mana, was spat out.
The two streaks of light now revealed their true form.
They were his life-bound treasured staff!
In just one encounter, his treasured item had been forcibly broken in two?
In shock and fear, Yang Daoren couldn’t help but look at the newcomer.
A man clad in black armor, with a yellow crown and golden feathers on his head, stood in the void, surrounded by wind and thunder that couldn’t reach him. His black eyes seemed to both ignore and mock Yang Daoren.
"Who are you?" Yang Daoren asked, his shock and anger mingling.
The man in black armor loosened his fist and said calmly, "I do not change my name or alter my surname; I am Qi Tian!"
In the world of martial arts, one’s identity is often self-proclaimed.
If one can back it up with corresponding performance, the credibility is undeniable.
Even the Thunder Echo Cave Lord, who had interacted with Luo Chen, couldn’t help but blink rapidly at the sight.
He knew Yang Daoren, a seasoned nascent soul cultivator.
But in just one exchange, his life-bound treasure had been damaged by the opponent.
To what level had Qi Tian’s body cultivation reached?
But at the moment, he couldn’t afford to speculate on this and instead called out loudly, "Feng Buyan, this is the help I’ve brought. How does he compare to yours?"
Feng Buyan’s lips were dry as he looked at Yang Daoren, who had retreated to his side.
Yang Daoren shook his head in terror.
"This man is fierce and cannot be matched by force!"
"No!" Feng Buyan shouted, "We still have one more!"
At that moment.
A vast wave of blade energy sliced through the air from outside the canyon!
Luo Chen suddenly turned, clapping his hands together without hesitation.
In the void, two massive hands appeared, firmly clamping the blade energy between them.
However, this blade energy was peculiar, containing two extreme forces that continuously erupted, gradually erasing the large hands formed by Luo Chen’s origin power.
Luo Chen’s eyebrows furrowed, "Demonic aura? Buddhist aura?"
Then, his expression turned ruthless.
"I don’t care what kind of energy it is!"
His origin power surged from within.
His flesh hands swelled, merging with the large hands of origin power.
Like a millstone grinding, he twisted his palm.
Boom!
The terrifying blade energy instantly shattered.
Not content with that, Luo Chen, filled with anger, delivered a powerful palm strike toward the canyon’s exterior.
The massive palm broke through the air, a hundred feet in length, resembling a hand of doom descending upon the ants on the ground.
A bell sound rang out.
Dong…
The distant and lingering bell sound echoed endlessly.
When the massive palm dissipated and the dust cleared, a tall, handsome figure in white came into view.
Luo Chen slowly flew out of Thunder Pass, staring at the white-clad monk.
"Tell me, what is your name!" (End of Chapter)
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