Island. Qin Sang is now somewhat famous and there's a chance he might be recognized.Then, Qin Sang casually placed the coffin beside the corpse and dove into it, patiently waiting inside.He wasn't ra..."The mortal realm, Immortals and Demons shall not enter!"

Qin Sang's voice was flat and soft.

However, this sentence seemed to contain boundless magical power. It spread beyond the mountains and reached the human world, traveling all the way from Yun Du Mountain to Mo Luo Mountain.

But anyone with cultivation can hear it.

There was no celestial phenomenon, but when it reached the ears of all living beings, its power was no less than that of thunder.

The sound of the thunder echoed in their hearts.

Brings boundless terror, like the laws of heaven!

All practitioners were shaken to their core, feeling an invisible pressure bearing down on them, making it impossible to breathe.

The mouth holds the heavenly mandate, and words follow the law!

The capital of the Yan State.

Prime Minister's Mansion.

After experiencing various omens such as shining brilliance, thick clouds, and rolling thunder, ordinary people who were unaware of the truth became fearful and anxious.

I don't know if their prayers worked.

Fortunately, the sky didn't actually fall.

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Ordinary people couldn't hear Qin Sang's voice. Watching the celestial phenomena in the sky gradually disappear, the blue sky reappeared, and the sun set. Everything returned to normal, hesitating whether to go out and have a look.

The former prime minister has ordered everyone to stay in the mansion and not go out.

"Nod nod nod..."

A swift steed galloped to the front of the mansion, bringing the emperor's decree and causing chaos in the Chancellor's residence.

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No one knows where the prime minister went.

Inside the imperial city.

The King of Yan stood before his bedroom, having watched the celestial phenomena change throughout its entirety. He narrowed his eyes and gazed at the dusky sunset, "Has the Prime Minister arrived"

Yu Lang walked in a hurry, unable to take everything into consideration.

The eunuch, still reeling from the shock, trembled and stammered, “Your Majesty, the imperial decree should have just arrived at the Prime Minister’s residence…”

The sovereign uttered a sound of displeasure.

Immortals frequently descend to the mortal realm, intervening in human affairs. Now, practitioners of cultivation are no longer a secret in this world.

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He glanced at the east side of the imperial city. There was a Lu Garden there, said to be where immortals resided.

Such an amazing celestial phenomenon, could it be man-made

What a terrifying power this is!

A shadow cast over the king's heart. Could such a great Yan nation be erased with a flick of someone else's hand

Little did they know, cultivators with such power were a rare breed. The cultivators of Lu Yuan were now trembling with fear, desperately wanting to know what had happened.

"General Qin is not at home."

Someone whispered, "General Tao has also left the city, saying he is going to visit Yun Xian Shi."

Tao Teng received a message from Yu Lang and sought help from his master.

The two of them were closest to the Cloud Immortal Master, and the Cloud Immortal Master's decrees were conveyed to the Yan Kingdom's cultivation world through them.

The crowd was at a loss, and the voice, like something out of this world, sent shivers down their spines. They couldn't decide whether to stay or leave, so they all looked towards the highest pavilion in Lu Garden.

At the top of the attic stood a lone figure, none other than Yuan Ying Patriarch, the ancestor of the Kuang family and the one who oversaw the city.

"Out of the city!"

The ancestor of the Kwong family spoke in a low voice, and flew out of the city first.

Hearing that sound of the heavenly decree, his heart was troubled, and he dared not remain in the mortal realm any longer.

In an instant, the Deer Garden was deserted.

The former capital of the State of Yan.

A serene and elegant little courtyard.

There was a plum tree in the courtyard, with luxuriant branches and leaves. Even in late autumn, it remained emerald green. Among the leaves were tiny dots of yellow, like ripe plums hidden within.

A stone table and stone bench under the tree, as well as an ancient well at a glance.

A scholar put down his book and stood up, gazing at the celestial phenomena.

Upon hearing this, the young scholar's face changed drastically. He glanced at the small courtyard, a look of reluctance in his eyes, and sighed softly.

"As the sages say: 'The wise hide themselves in plain sight, but they fear that they cannot hide.' "

He gently patted the tree trunk beside him.

The apricot tree swayed gently, the apricots dangling like lanterns, emitting a sweet fragrance, as if imbued with life.

"You listen to me read, and you're imbued with sentience. It's fate that brought us together. Come back to the mountain with me."

I don't know how strict this law is, I'm afraid that leaving the apricot demon here, if it is discovered, will be chopped up and burned as firewood.

The scholar used magic to move the apricot tree, leaving the small courtyard with reluctance.

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At the foot of the mountain.

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There are only dozens of households in the village, who make a living by hunting.

The wealthiest household was in the eastern part of the village.

The man's name was Wang Hanzhi. He wasn't from the village, he had drifted there and an old hunter took pity on him, took him in, fed him for a few days, and even promised his daughter to him.

Wang Hanzizi was strong and powerful. He could always return from the mountains laden with goods, but he also ate a lot. He only smiled foolishly when he met people, and he didn't get angry even when he was teased. He looked so simple-minded that he earned this nickname.

The heavens have arrived.

Wang Hanzizi, who was furiously digging into his rice with a bowl in hand, suddenly dropped the bowl and dashed out of the door.

The clouds dispersed, and Wang Hanzizi remained standing like a pillar, motionless.

A boy with a chubby, tiger-like face was clinging to him, frightened by the change in weather. He clung tightly to Wang Hondong's thick legs and asked in a trembling voice, "Father, are we going up the mountain today"

Wang Hanzhi let out a soft sigh and glanced down at his son. Then he looked at his wife, who was far from naturally beautiful but showed him boundless warmth and dependence. His expression was different from usual.

His wife and children noticed his change, staring at him blankly.

“Master let me go down the mountain to experience the tribulation of love, but I'm afraid I can't see through it, and even if I could, I wouldn't be able to.”

Wang Hanzizi patted her son's head, embraced her wife, and said softly, "Come back to the mountains with me."

The cloud immortal stared intently in the direction of Qingyang Guan.

He had already sensed that the Qingyang Guan was the source of heavenly change.

“Master Qingfeng...”

A faint, ethereal figure flashed in his mind. Yun Xian Shi shuddered suddenly, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.

He actually wants to make Qingfeng Daochang his pawn!

The imperial decree arrived, and Yun Xian Shi suddenly woke up.

It can't be wrong, this voice is definitely Master Qinfeng Daochang. But why is it coming from the east

The East... Could it be...

The Cloud Fairy was greatly shocked and left a sound transmission note before rushing back to Yun Du Mountain.

Tao Teng was on his way to visit his master when he received a sound transmission from his master, ordering him to see Yu Lang immediately. He was completely baffled.

As the Yún Xianshi departed, a streak of light shot out from Liú Guo to the north of Yàn Guo, flying in the opposite direction.

A gray escape light, emanating a sinister aura, was the hooded man who had played chess with Yun Xian Shi that year.

The Hooded Man also discovered many abnormalities, terrified beyond measure, and dared not remain in the human world any longer.

He kept nervously watching Qingyangguan, until he flew far away and still saw no lightning strike. He felt slightly relieved, but didn't dare to stop.

The cloaked figure looked west, toward the mountain gate.

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Until now, I haven't received any edicts from the sect. Could such a variable not be shocking enough to alert Master and make him leave his seclusion

He felt a sudden sense of unease in his heart.

The first year of the Yuan Ding era.

There is a river called Tianjiang in the middle school.

The Yuan Ding country's terrain is high in the west and low in the east, with many dangerous and towering peaks. Ordinary people cannot pass them. This river originates from here. The water of the river is like that coming from the heavens, therefore it was named as such.

However, more people call Tianjiang the Evil River.

It was precisely because the Tianjiang River was often prone to flooding with high winds and strong waves, that it frequently overflowed its banks. Each time, it would transform both shores into a swampland, devouring countless lives.

This river is not without a water god, but the water god is a vicious dragon that has gained power by connecting to the water veins, rather than relying on incense offerings to achieve its divine status.

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Even the sturdiest of river banks cannot withstand the impact of the Water God.

Unlike incense, the evil flood dragon prefers to consume blood as its food. It awakes every time it floods to hunt for sustenance.

Moreover, as the river overflowed more and more, incense became increasingly strong.

There is a village on the hillside by the river bank.

The villagers are kowtowing to the old heavens.

Suddenly a child pointed at the river and shouted, “Look! Look!”

The villagers looked around in astonishment, witnessing another unforgettable sight after the sky's transformation.

‘Boom boom boom...’

The river water churned violently, like a mythical dragon swimming, countless fish leaping from the surface.

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The villagers seemed to sense the fish's terror, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Then they found the water level was dropping, and the stones on both sides of the river gradually emerged.

The sinking speed was getting faster and faster, and finally the mud at the bottom of the river was exposed.

It wasn't until now that the elders of the village realized just how deep Tianjiang truly was.

"There!"

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Someone shouted.

The river flowed in one direction. At the widest part of the original river surface, there was surprisingly a whirlpool.

"Glug glug..."

The river had dried up, exposing the riverbed, which turned out to be a huge, bottomless pit.

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This cave swallowed all the river water. In reality, it was the vicious flood dragon that slipped into the underground water system and escaped from the human world.

Suddenly, river water began to emerge from the cave in the ground, and the surface of the river gradually recovered.

The villagers stared blankly at the scene, only feeling that the river water had never been so calm.

> Until decades later, almost no one on both sides of the Tianjiang River remembered the name 'Evil River'.

The Western Regions of the world.

The Yinluo Kingdom borders the Twilight Mountains.

Demons frequently descend from the mountains, causing havoc and terrorizing the local populace.

To play against Yundute, a country was built here, and it became peaceful instead.

Outside the capital city of Yinluo Kingdom, there is a mountain to the west.

After the heavens changed, the western mountains suddenly surged with a golden light, accompanied by the sound of rocks breaking apart.

The main peak of Xishan trembled incessantly, with huge rocks rolling down.

It was as if a layer of skin had been stripped away.

'Click!'

A massive boulder broke free from the mountain, but instead of crashing to the ground, it remained suspended in mid-air, forming a pillar between two points. The pillar curved slightly, resembling a gigantic arm with five fingers outstretched.

Two arms pushed against the two sides of the mountain, and gradually, the mountain began to rise.

From the trembling earth, a figure slowly rose. Towering like a mountain, its form was sharp and angular, crafted from stone. A square block of rock served as its head, with two stone walls splitting open to reveal deep-set eyes.

It is the mountain god of Mount Xi!

He gazed eastward, and after a moment, he clenched his hands tightly. A surge of ochre light erupted from his fingertips, engulfing Mount Xi.

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Boom boom boom!

The peaks of the Western Mountains were uprooted.

The Stone Man carried the entire mountain range on his shoulders and ran wildly towards Mt. Duskfall.

With a single step, it traversed countless mountains, its momentum awe-inspiring, awakening countless beings.

Birds and beasts jumped up and down in utter chaos, and even demon beasts and monsters clambered aboard, using the opportunity to flee into Mount Luòluò.

The stone man ignored everything and ran wildly.

Ahead lay a mountain, and on the summit, stones shifted to form a human face. It regarded the charging stone man with a low, gravelly voice.

"Hey! The decree forbids immortals and demons, you're not an evil god, why are you running"

The stone man grunted, not uttering a word, and with one step, crossed over the mountain.

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The Gate of Ghosts.

Yin Yang Guan.

This level is sealed, with yin and yang separated. Ghosts and spirits do not concern themselves with worldly affairs.

Today, across the human world, gates of the Netherworld are opening one after another, and countless ghosts and spirits return to the mortal realm.

When the world was in chaos, many city gods' temples were no longer located within their cities.

Within a country, there are numerous City Gods. Establishing relationships takes time.

The City God had long anticipated this. Once the mortal realm was unified, there would only be one City God, but he would still have to obey the orders of Yun Du Tian or Lu Hun Yuan.

No one could have expected such a surprising turn of events.

All the city guardians were astonished, uncertain whether this new edict would be beneficial or harmful to them.

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But at the same time they heard the edict, a figure appeared in their minds unbidden.

A Taoist priest, dressed in flowing robes, floated like an immortal.

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Soon, the monarchs of all countries in the human world were visited in their dreams by the digital city god.

Upon awakening, the sovereign immediately issued an edict, mobilizing the entire nation to erect a statue of the saint in the capital city!

In the desert.

Qin Sang's physical body appeared at the edge of the thunder and wind storm, pinching a sword seal with his hand and wielding his sword with all his might.

The Grey Nightingale's sword pierced through the storm, finding that breath and ruthlessly piercing it.

Even if the ancestor of the Ghost Eagle had survived under the Thunder Oath, he would surely be extremely weak and unable to withstand the Grey Nightingale Sword.

Just as he was about to extinguish all remaining breaths, Qin Sang's expression shifted subtly, changing his sword technique.

'Whoosh!'

The Gray Sparrow Sword rolled back, its blade glinting with several objects, among them a golden-black skull.

The skull was covered in cracks, it was the head of the Ancestor of the Shadow Falcon.

On the brink of extinction, it was rescued by Qin Sang.

Originally, the ancestor of the Minggou could use his skull to be reborn. Now, he has been completely obliterated.

For now, Qin Sang didn't know what it was used for, so he put it away with the other relics.

"No wonder Dao Chang Zhan Xian had to take the white, the old man has now become the black piece."

Gulong Souse looked at the chessboard, his gaze fixed on the white piece occupying the Tianyuan position. A glimmer of understanding dawned in his eyes.

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Because Yun Du Tian and Lu Hun Yuan used the mortal realm as their chessboard, they lured Dao Ren over.

But why would a supremely powerful being be so kind to humanity Could it be that they are striving to become a saint

Sage

Suddenly, Gu Yun's old man felt a stir in his heart.

He could be sure that the Daoist was definitely not a Shinto practitioner.

There have always been rumors that the conflict between Mahayana and Hinayana is escalating, with more and more cultivators changing their paths to pursue the Mahayana way. This has made demons and monsters increasingly cautious, afraid to act recklessly for fear of accidentally becoming a stepping stone for someone else's enlightenment.

The Great Vehicle path not only has the Divine Way, it is said that with the Divine Way as its foundation, several other great paths branched out, including the Holy Path.

The sage's way, teaches all people!

The capital city of the Yan State.

As soon as people enter the city gate, they can see a gigantic stone statue.

The city gate was cleaned and turned into a square, with the statues erected in the middle of the square.

The stone statue was as white as jade and carved with a Taoist priest—Qingfeng Daochang, the master of Qingyangguan.

Qin Sang, the original deity, came before the stone statue and murmured four words.

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"Great Vehicle Killing Way."

Qing Yuan pointed out the Mahayana path to him, Qin Sang thus understood some things. This time, he followed Yu Lang's protection of all living beings' wish, using the Old Ancestor Minggu and Gu Yun Shou as proof.

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Know whom to protect, and you shall know whom to kill.

The Purple Micro Sword Sovereign walked through a sea of corpses and blood, his hands stained crimson. He practiced the killing path and should have been a lone wolf, but he built a force, establishing the Fourteen Swords Pavilion.

Aha, I see.

But what was he guarding

Qin Sang asked inwardly.

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And yourself

To aspire to become an immortal is one thing, but to protect the world and shoulder countless karmic debts and entanglements, becoming a saint

He felt a greater rift between himself and the *Purple Micro Sword Scripture* than ever before.

This is a divergence of the Dao!

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This time, he borrowed the heart of a disciple to illuminate his own way.

What about later

One can't take on a new disciple every time they have an epiphany.

And if it does not come from the heart, it is not the right way.

"Master"

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Yulang walked into the square and saw Qinsang in front of the statue.

Qinsang's true form and the stone statue were two different appearances, but Yulan was certain that it was his master.

Qin Sang turned his head and looked at his disciple, saying: "Qing Feng is me, I am not Qing Feng."n, it won't be all about fighting and killing anymore.Now that both parties are standing openly and honestly, they will naturally be very careful and not give the other side a chance to strike.Qin San...