Chapter 1429: Wei Xuanyin (II)

Boom!

The collision of mana in the sky roared like thunder, each wave louder than the last. Kuiqi's expression turned grave as the spirit artifact at his waist rose to block the opponent's divine ability. At last, a burst of white light appeared in the sky, spreading endless white mist as a rain of crimson fell.

Crash!

The crimson rain fell like a waterfall, quickly covering every cloud in the sky. It struck the ground with sharp cracking sounds. The surging rainwater transformed into long silk-like strands that leaped upward toward every Daoist Master present.

Kuiqi was briefly stunned, then his expression turned to delight. The Daoist Master of the Tuoba Family before him, however, suddenly looked grim.

The spirit treasure Heavenly Balance Profound Bureau Cloud.

As the thought settled in his mind, the crimson rain draped itself over the sleeves of every Daoist Master, forming a protective radiance. A man and a woman descended from the clouds. The woman held an umbrella, her expression helpless. The man stepped upon flames, his eyes wide with fury.

Hengzhu Dao has arrived!

The two were Hengxing and Hengli. Although Hengzhu Dao Gate had said they would not intervene, they ultimately could not remain indifferent. Hengxing's words were sharp, but her heart was soft. Once this matter had come up, she had first invited her friend Kuangyu to come. Even then she remained uneasy and had been waiting with Hengli within the great void.

The range of the Heavenly Balance Profound Bureau Cloud was vast, and it was also a spirit treasure of Hengzhu Dao Gate. With the blessing arts enhancing it, the morale of the southern cultivators surged.

At this moment Hengli could no longer restrain himself. The man had thick brows and large eyes, wearing a robe with broad lapels and narrow sleeves. Radiant Light runes were embroidered along the hem. He flicked his sleeve forcefully and countless crimson talismans burst forth. Stretching out both hands, he seized two long blades from the great void.

His eyes first locked onto Zhelu and the other two, and he laughed, "You three little bastards. Your grandfather will beat you to death."

The expression of the three immediately changed. Zhelu was already injured, and it was difficult enough for the three of them to hold Ling Mei back together. They were only accumulating injuries with each exchange and were already on the brink. Hengli was famously combative. How could they possibly endure him?

Under normal circumstances, the three would have turned and fled the moment Hengzhu Dao had appeared. Yet they could not escape freely. They exchanged a silent glance, then without hesitation condensed the brilliant light in their hands. They remained where they were, enduring the siege and awaiting death in misery.

On the other side, Hengxing raised her brow slightly and said nothing. The spirit umbrella in her hand spun as she gestured with it. A wave of red light descended before Kuiqi, dissolving the profound yellow aura. With a gentle turn of the umbrella, multicolored lights spread outward.

Even as the black-robed man beside her awkwardly tried to thank her, Hengxing turned her head aside and ignored him, leaving him only her profile. The divine ability in her hands never paused as she said coldly, "The Tuoba Family has stayed in Yan State so long that they have become beasts of burden for the Murong Family."

Tuoba Ci, the richly dressed cultivator shrouded in a profound yellow aura, merely smiled and shook his head. Even when the expressions of the two Merciful Ones beside him changed due to Hengli joining the battle and abandoned him to rush off for support, he remained calm.

He swung his halberd and shattered the incoming Radiant Light. After several exchanges, a cold smile appeared as he said, "So it is the Hengzhu Dao. I thought after so many years you might at least become another Mount Changhuai. I did not expect you to still be guarding a corner of land... No wonder you decline day by day!"

Hengxing did not tolerate him. Hengzhu Dao Gate was now the most intact power within the Supreme Yang Dao lineage. With a light flick of her sleeve, a red-glazed cloud-patterned treasure box flew out. It shone brilliantly, and as the lid shifted, golden and crimson light poured out.

The light blocked the profound yellow aura and swept away the sandstorm stirred by the halberd. The lid had a sword painted in red patterns against a black background. It seemed ready to leap forth, and countless sword lights erupted. The man of the Tuoba Family hurriedly brought his halberd back to defend. The profound yellow aura scattered as blessing arts shone brightly.

The northern side was already at a disadvantage. Once the Hengzhu Dao joined the battle, the balance of the field collapsed immediately. Kuiqi finally managed to free himself and felt a moment of relief. Just as he drew his sword to turn around, a sudden chill rose in his heart.

The red clouds of the Heavenly Balance Profound Bureau Cloud slowly dimmed. A faint color emerged from the great void, descending suddenly to stand silently before him.

It was a man. He wore white garments and a silver feathered robe, each plume distinct like the feathers of a bird. His hair was jet black. His willow-like brows were long and his phoenix eyes elegant. His features were delicate and somewhat feminine while his hair was tied with a wooden hairpin.

In his left hand he held a silver-white incense burner, while his right hand rested behind his back. A white jade pearl hung at his waist. Beneath his feet rose dark pale clouds like beasts. Though his appearance was somewhat delicate, he drifted like an immortal, inspiring reverence in those who looked upon him.

Yet his aura surged into the heavens. Dark clouds rolled as he suppressed the Heavenly Balance Profound Bureau Cloud. The overwhelming pressure bore down on the cultivators, and Kuiqi's expression turned even colder.

A Grand Daoist Master... A Grand Daoist Master of the Veiled Yin Dao.

The figure brought silence to the entire plain. Several Mahas and Merciful Ones quietly breathed sighs of relief. Even Tuoba Ci spared a moment to raise his brow and bow slightly toward the Grand Daoist Master in respect.

The National Preceptor of the Great Zhao State, Wei Xuanyin.

A Grand Daoist Master who had mastered four divine abilities, Wei Xuanyin came from the Dao of the Observation Transformation Heavenly Tower. As the National Preceptor of Great Zhao, he was the foremost immortal cultivator of Zhao State in the open. The entire nation supported him. His Dao lineage was profound, his divine abilities exquisite, and he possessed numerous spirit artifacts. He was far from an ordinary figure.

The moment Wei Xuanyin appeared, the cultivators who had been encouraged by Hengzhu Dao suddenly felt uneasy. Only Hengli, holding a spirit artifact and wrapped in flames, ignored him completely. He simply drew his blade and slashed at the already miserable Zhelu. What should have been good news instead left the Maha unable to laugh or even mock him. They fled as if they had seen a ghost.

Kuiqi stared coldly at the Grand Daoist Master. The delicate-looking man smiled as he said, "You have mistaken it! The one above the temple is not me. I asked the Pure Victory Dao long ago. It is merely a clone we formed together."

His tone was friendly, as if discussing some Dao method. Yet only Kuiqi and he understood the meaning behind the words. The Grand Daoist Master looked down at him for a moment. Veiled Yin radiance flickered from the mouth of the incense burner in his hand.

Buzz...

Kuiqi simply raised the bronze sword in his hand. Five black talismans appeared in his hand, which he pressed onto five vital points of his body. His lips parted and he spat out a mouthful of black qi.

The black qi transformed in midair and took shape as a one-legged giant ghost. Its face was ferocious, its body draped in white bones as its eyes glowed faintly. Kuiqi did not call for help from Hengli and the others. Instead, he raised his sword and moved forward, his gaze sharp!

Kuiqi had never come to seize the Lower Luo region. He only wanted to take advantage of the moment while he still had the strength to breathe and strike the Buddhist cultivators heavily. To do so, he had gathered fourteen Purple Mansion Realm cultivators from Jiangnan. To speak bluntly, even Jingzhan in his furious manifestation years ago had never faced such treatment. Even if he had to stake his life, as long as he could hold Wei Xuanyin back, Hengli, Ling Mei, and the others would surely crush the northern cultivators and Buddhist forces.

As the current leader of the Great Xiukui Temple and a cultivator of three divine abilities who practiced the Merging Owl Dao, he knew his limits. In attack and destruction, in slaying enemies and severing true spirits, he was far inferior to Ling Mei. In artifact forging, blessing arts, and purging evil, he could not compare with Hengli. Even in guarding a domain and seeking truth and immortality, Tinglan possessed subtle methods beyond him...

Yet when it came to spell transformations and entangling enemies, only he, Kuiqi, dared stand before the Zhao National Preceptor Wei Xuanyin.

Boom!

A dull thunder rolled through the clouds. The black-robed man's garments fluttered as the bronze sword in his hand shone with dazzling brilliance. The one-legged, single-eyed ghost transformed into layers upon layers of black qi that spiraled around his body.

Wei Xuanyin looked at him with gentle serenity. His pupils held no extra emotion. He merely nodded slightly and turned the silver-white incense burner in his hand to face the northeast. Instantly countless pale dark waterfalls descended, stirring a terrifying storm that pressed down upon Kuiqi.

The man's silver feathered robe fluttered lightly within the storm. The white jade pearl at his waist began to sway. Standing above the battlefield, he spoke quietly, "Fellow Daoist, you have underestimated my Dao of the Observation Transformation Heavenly Tower."