Daoist Competition-Chapter 239 - 88: Dissipating Fury and Grinding Gold, Dharma Dao Hard to Find_2

This long sword trembled in mid-air, and the seven streams of White Tiger Mysterious Light Sword Qi seemed to obey a command, swiftly converging into the blade. As the sword absorbed the seven streams of sword qi, it immediately radiated a brilliant light, with sword qi soaring into the sky, emanating an overwhelming aura of slaughter.

The Thousand Swords into One Technique gathers all of one’s Xuan Guang Sword Qi into the body of the Dharma Sword, forming a singular strike whose power rivals the full-force attack of a Hua Dan Realm cultivator. Such strength is far beyond the defense of a mere Star Sword Ball.

However, this technique is highly exhausting of Primordial Qi; after one strike, the practitioner will be left with only fifty or sixty percent of their prior strength.

Chen Chizhong felt the essence qi in his body being continuously drained away. Since it was his first attempt to wield this method, he could only grit his teeth and endure the strain.

Though it seemed to drag on, in reality, the sword absorbed the essence qi in an instant, letting out a piercing sound. In a flash, it descended like a blazing arc cutting across the heavens, slashing at Zhang Yan. The sword’s strike was domineering and unparalleled; the Star Sword Balls before it were sent scattering one by one. Finally, the blade landed directly on Zhang Yan, slicing him cleanly in two with a single stroke.

Seeing this long-contested junior finally meet his end, Chen Chizhong’s expression softened, revealing exhaustion in his eyes. In the next moment, a buzzing sound resounded in the air, and the seven streams of White Tiger Mysterious Light Sword Qi were expelled from the Dharma Sword, returning to surround him. However, their glow was dimmer than before, appearing unstable; they would need several months of nurturing to restore their qi.

Just as he was about to retrieve the Dharma Sword and Zhang Yan’s Star Sword Ball, a sudden thought struck him. People might die, but the sword ball should show some sign of disintegration, shouldn’t it? His face abruptly changed, and he shouted, "This isn’t right!"

Realizing the danger, Chen Chizhong swiftly retrieved the seven streams of White Tiger Mysterious Light Sword Qi to shield himself. Yet, just at that moment, Zhang Yan, using a Concealing Technique, had already drawn close. Without employing any sword balls, Zhang Yan let out a shout as a dazzling Taiyin Golden Fire Xuan Light burst forth from above, sweeping toward Chen Chizhong.

The Taiyin Golden Fire Xuan Light clashed with the White Tiger Mysterious Light, creating a sound like fabric tearing; the latter shattered like brittle porcelain, grinding into nothing within an instant, unable to stall even for a second.

Chen Chizhong’s eyes brimmed with terror, his mouth just about to cry out when the mysterious light enveloped half of his body, instantly extinguishing his life and soul.

Zhang Yan darted forward, stretched out his hand, and seized the sleeve bag from Chen Chizhong. As he moved past, he waved his robe sleeve, and the mysterious light surged and then contracted, causing the remaining half of Chen Chizhong’s body to vanish without a trace.

Turning his gaze, Zhang Yan saw the Fire Crane still locked in battle with Ao Tong. He shook his head and chose to ignore it, heading straight for Chen Tong’s flying carriage.

The flying carriage, left without a driver, floated motionlessly in mid-air. Zhang Yan searched through it, taking all of Chen Tong’s possessions, including the partially deciphered "Chi Long True Scroll." Then, summoning forth his mysterious light, he disintegrated all three corpses entirely.

Zhang Yan cared little for the flying carriage and casually stored it away using a token.

Ao Tong, glancing furtively, saw that Chen Chizhong had been slain. This reinvigorated his spirit, and he unleashed his might, pouncing on the Fire Crane with his four claws, tearing it to shreds with several bites. Then, wearing a fawning expression, he flew toward Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan cast him a glance and laughed, cursing, "You clever thing, do you think I haven’t figured out your little schemes? Stay obediently with me." With a flick of his sleeve, he enveloped Ao Tong and stored him inside. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Scanning the surroundings and then looking at the sky, Zhang Yan murmured to himself, "That Luo Zhenzhen—who knows where Pu Yuzi has taken her—but a promise is a promise. She appears to be Luo Xiao’s cousin, so I see no need to meet her personally. Once I return to the Mountain Gate, I’ll just have Luo Xiao meet her himself."

After mulling it over, he took out a Communication Talisman, dipped his finger into Divine Sand, and wrote the characters "One month later, Little Lang Mountain" on it. With a flick of his hand, he sent the talisman flying off through the air.

Finishing this task, Zhang Yan stepped forward, and a blue radiance enveloped him. In a flash, he departed from the scene, soon returning to Bamboo Island.

Once back in his inner chamber, Zhang Yan settled into his seat without resting, taking out the "Chi Long True Scroll" and placing it on the desk. Flipping it open, he confirmed it could still be read and felt reassured. Skipping over the upper and middle sections, he turned directly to the lower portion and began analyzing the prohibitions with focused attention.

This time, without disturbances, it took only moments for him to smoothly reach the end.

Having read through it, he let out a long sigh, shaking his head. To his surprise, he discovered that the "Chi Long True Scroll," after reaching the Xuan Guang Realm, followed the path of "Dharma Dao." Initially intending to pass it to Luo Xiao for cultivation, it now seemed impossible.

The Dan Formation Method of the Dharma Dao was the most arduous among all paths. Each method required comprehending its corresponding "True Skill"—only by mastering the "True Skill" within could one condense qi into a Golden Core. However, forming a single True Skill could, at best, yield a Seventh Grade Golden Core, and the more True Skills comprehended, the higher the core’s grade.

Thus, to forge a First Grade Golden Core, one must cultivate no fewer than three Dharma Dao secret volumes and perfectly grasp the True Skills within.

The difficulty lies in the fact that understanding True Skills lacks any fixed pattern and is entirely reliant on individual fate and aptitude, making it extraordinarily unpredictable.

Among Xuanmen Sect Practitioners, most derive their dao from qi rather than Dharma, as the latter often leads to death from old age before any comprehension is achieved.

Zhang Yan flipped through the scroll several more times, but he couldn’t locate any mention of a "Minor Divine Power." He surmised that even if such a power existed, it would only be revealed after cultivating this technique. Losing interest, he put the scroll away and retrieved the "Mountain and River One Qi Cloud Scroll."

He wished to examine the differences between True Artifact Magical Treasures and Spiritual Treasures.

Unfurling the Mountain and River One Qi Cloud Scroll, he focused his attention on it. The scroll depicted mountains and rivers in great detail, with flowers, birds, fish, insects, and cloud mist—all lifelike and astonishingly vivid.

Most remarkable of all was the scene of a city within: the expressions of the bustling crowds were akin to living individuals. Moreover, one could faintly hear the calls of street vendors, the clanging of gongs heralding officials’ processions, and the singing, laughter, and quarrels of actors in the theater.

Zhang Yan slapped the desk, exclaiming in admiration, "What an extraordinary masterpiece!"

"It is unworthy of such praise, my lord."

As soon as Zhang Yan spoke, a child with a delicate appearance emerged from the scroll, bowing respectfully before him.

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