Above the Great Dao-Chapter 1373 - 642: The Common Malady of Golden Turtle Island

Daoist Kuang and the others were utterly shocked. The display from Jiao Quezi was by no means that of an ordinary Taiyi Golden Immortal!

Taiyi Golden Immortals are beings comparable to Great Demons, with extraordinary strength.

The Golden Immortal Realm consists of six Dao Realm layers, each extremely difficult to advance, akin to a major breakthrough. Cultivating from Void Overbalance Heaven to Zulu Huangjia Heaven takes an immensely long time, often calculated in tens of thousands of years.

And advancing to Taiyi Golden Immortal is even more arduous. In the Battle of the Destruction of Shang, apart from The Three Pure Ones, even the top-tier Immortals were only at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal, and at most at the Dao Realm Thirteenth or Fourteenth Layer.

The power displayed by Jiao Quezi today even surpasses those Taiyi Golden Immortals of old!

Only by cultivating to the Dao Realm Seventeenth or even Eighteenth Layer could they feel such shock.

Yet, Jiao Quezi was just a humiliated cripple; after the Battle of the Destruction of Shang, he was bullied by them until now. When did the Three Pure Ones disciples ever regard him?

Moreover, in a place like Penglai West, contaminated by the Great Dao, Jiao Quezi wouldn't have the opportunity to cultivate, let alone break through to become a Taiyi Golden Immortal!

It must be noted that even in Yunxiao Cave Heaven, there are only five Taiyi Golden Immortals!

At this moment, Qiao Gu, coughing vigorously, came over with Jiang Guo, angrily saying, "Uncle Master, they're trying to sever the roots of our Golden Turtle Island! Let's fight them!"

Jiao Quezi's body trembled, and his imposing manner suddenly softened. With a smile that was more of a grimace than a grin, he implored, "Fellow Daoists of Yunxiao Cave Heaven, please spare us. I beg you all."

Qiao Gu was furious, coughing violently, even coughing up blood: "Uncle Master, if you keep enduring, the Master Lineage will be severed!"

Jiao Quezi turned a deaf ear, looking pleadingly at Daoist Kuang and the others.

Daoist Kuang let out a breath, smiled, and said, "Jiao Quezi, you gave me a fright. Those who recognize the time are wise; you're a sensible man. Penglai West was originally a Holy Land of the Three Pure Ones Sect. Due to past events, you left Penglai West. You've resided on Golden Turtle Island for two hundred thousand years without us charging you rent—which is a huge grace. Today, if Golden Turtle Island vacates Penglai West, we won't pursue past grudges."

The smile on Jiao Quezi's face was worse than crying. He forced a smile, saying, "I beg of you, fellow Daoists, please spare us. Golden Turtle Island will be yours, and Yuqing Dao Spring too. Just leave us a place to stand in Penglai West."

A female Daoist named Yan Jinzhi laughed, "Fellow Daoists, old grievances are better resolved than perpetuated. Jiao Quezi has said all the good things; we can't deny him some face. Well then, as long as they vacate this Holy Land, we'll allow them a place to stand in Penglai West."

Sensing Jiao Quezi's cultivation, the other Daoists feared mutual destruction and variously expressed similar sentiments: "Senior Sister Yan's words are true. Back then, The Three Pure Ones allowed Tongtian Saint a way out, so how can we, as juniors, eradicate them completely?"

Daoist Kuang laughed, "Jiao Quezi, aren't you going to thank us?"

Jiao Quezi hastily withdrew his cultivation, leaning on his cane to bow and thank, "Thank you, fellow Daoists, for sparing the disciples of Golden Turtle Island."

Daoist Kuang said, "We can forgive you, but not Chen Shi. He killed our disciple; regardless, he must pay with blood, or how will Yunxiao Cave Heaven maintain its dignity?"

Jiao Quezi hurriedly pleaded with a smile, "I beg Brother Kuang to spare Chen Shi. He's young and ignorant; punish me instead. Brother Kuang, you see, my left leg is still good; how about you take it and spare Chen Shi?"

Daoist Kuang shook his head, "Everyone except Chen Shi can live."

Jiao Quezi's face darkened; he raised his cane and struck down.

The sky suddenly trembled violently; Daoist Kuang, Yan Jinzhi, and others groaned, and before the cane arrived, they sensed the surrounding space had already been sealed!

Daoist Kuang immediately summoned the Magical Treasure Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe. When he raised the robe, it was crafted by his master, the Daluo Golden Immortal Chi Jing Immortal, and upon activation, it radiates Purple Qi and Immortal Light, which is invincible.

Though Daoist Kuang's cultivation wasn't as high as Jiao Quezi's, he had cultivated to the Dao Realm Fourteenth Layer, reaching Taiyi Golden Immortal, sufficient to harness the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe's power.

When Jiao Quezi's cane descended, there was a 'poof' sound; the seemingly invincible strike was absorbed by the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe, leaving Daoist Kuang unharmed.

Daoist Kuang was both surprised and delighted, yet heard several thuds; Yan Jinzhi and others were each struck by the cane, spitting blood, one by one collapsing to the ground.

Daoist Kuang was shocked; the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe only protected him, not the others. It seemed that he had absorbed the cane's full force, but only the one directed at him.

Jiao Quezi simultaneously swung several canes. Despite Yan Jinzhi and others having formidable cultivation, they couldn't withstand Jiao Quezi, a near-perfect Taiyi Golden Immortal; each was severely injured with one move.

Daoist Kuang quickly donned the Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe and drifted back, shouting, "Jiao Quezi, are you opposing Yunxiao Cave Heaven?"

Jiao Quezi leaped, charging at him, and shouted, "Jiang Guo, seize them! Qiao Gu, go rescue Chen Shi and Jing Mei! Don't let anyone escape!"

Qiao Gu's spirit was lifted, and he immediately flew towards Chen Shi's direction.

Jiang Guo stepped forward quickly, fetching the Binding Immortal Lock to bind Yan Jinzhi and others' hands and feet.

Fearing that these individuals were still formidable, with vast Divine Skills, he slapped his waist, the Peach Wood Sword flew up, piercing Yan Jinzhi's scapula with a hiss.

"What are you doing?" Yan Jinzhi suppressed the pain and demanded.