Volume 1 Chapter 95: The Great War Begins

  That day, Wang Qian was patrolling on Mount Shouyang when suddenly, above the mountain peak, a black passageway was forcibly opened with powerful magic!

  Energy surged, radiance shattered, and the tranquility of Mount Taiyang was disrupted!

  He raised his head and saw a team of imposing monks, crossing over from the void, each person's body emitting a cold silver glow, as if countless gods had descended.

  "The essence of Taiyin's aura, are these people from the Temple of Taiyin?"

  Wang Qian was shocked. He had not expected that the war between the two temples would not only be confined to the Taiji Divine Spring, but also extend to the old nest of Shouyang Mountain, which had entered a state of war.

  He didn't know that this time, the war between the two temples was exceptionally fierce. The high priests of both temples had cultivated to almost the same level and were only one step away from breaking through to become immortals. The struggle for the Taiji Divine Spring became increasingly brutal, with both sides becoming somewhat unscrupulous, their previous restraint disappearing completely.

  "Kill! Destroy the foundation of the Temple of the Sun God!"

  A cold and cruel shout came from high above, followed by countless divine killing lights descending from the sky.

  Silver light fluttered, killing aura soared, various magical treasures and divine powers burst forth. In just a few breaths, Wang Qian saw that in the Shouyang Mountain Range, large tracts of mountain peaks were shattered, the planted spiritual medicines and divine herbs were all destroyed, and the exquisite buildings collapsed and were destroyed.

  What is the Great Destruction, now on Mount Shunyang, a scene of chaos, everywhere is frantically destroying, the Taoist priests of the Taiyin Temple, even those with the lowest cultivation are in the Yuantai realm, how fast is their speed? One after another, they are escaping and wreaking havoc in the void, every second, every priest attacks tens of thousands of times.

  Whoosh!

  A cold and eerie sword light, sharp and unmatched, cut through the void, a large area of space surged out in chaos, heavily falling down, instantly collapsing one of the halls of the Sun God Temple. The stern and murderous sword energy carried with it an insane killing intent, in an instant, Wang Qian saw several hundred temple monks being slaughtered into pieces, red blood mist rising up, extremely tragic.

  "Hurry, hurry and escape! The people from the Taiyin Temple are coming to kill!"

  Temple patrollers are mostly some foundation-building monks, the lower levels can't be lower, at this time, they have no ability to resist, and the only thing they can do is to desperately escape.

  The Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each displaying their magical powers. Wang Qian watched in astonishment as the monks who had been strolling with him just moments before through the various corridors of the buildings suddenly scattered and flew off in all directions, disappearing into the vast expanse of mountains. Some were less fortunate, struck down by a single magical treasure that pierced through the void, grazing them lightly, causing their entire body to explode completely, leaving no remains.

  Buzz!

  A gigantic mountain-like treasure descended from the Ninth Heaven, suppressing everything below. Half of Mount Zhong was reduced to rubble. The Dao rhyme was boundless, and the light was dazzling. It was an absolutely immortal-level power. This treasure was also extremely formidable, emitting an aura similar to that of Bi Fang's Feather Transformation Spirit Furnace, making it a half-immortal artifact as well.

  "This is too ruthless, this rhythm is completely going to erase Taishan Mountain!"

  Wang Qian carefully concealed his breath, still marveling in his heart that this was the first time he had seen an immortal realm cultivator, who attacked and killed without any regard, so powerful, so invincible. The mountain peak treasure fell fiercely, regardless of whether it was an array, a seal, or the cultivators of the temple, all were crushed to pieces, with no possibility of resistance.

  "How dare you! You're courting death!"

  A loud roar shook half the mountains and rivers, followed by a figure shrouded in red flames like a star, emerging from a mysterious space-time at the summit of Mount Zhongnan. A massive palm stretched out, gathering endless energy and yuanqi from the void, striking with an overbearing force.

  A palm, a mountain peak, under the intense collision, space shattered, pierced through the void turbulent flow, many gray-black chaotic substances flowed out from the mysterious space fracture, annihilating everything along the way, the mountain peak, buildings, monks, all disappeared in a large area.

  The great war, the chaotic war, the frantic war, the entire Shouyang Mountain, in just a short time of burning incense, had completely become a brutal and bloody battlefield. Everywhere were the broken bodies of cultivators, and many cultivators' primordial spirits were either engulfed in raging flames or curved like crescent moons, their mournful cries echoing incessantly, as if countless evil spirits had suddenly appeared here.

  "Haha, Wang Qian, great! Now that's settled. It's as if heaven is helping me too. Let them fight it out and try to wipe each other out completely. We'll start taking action right away!"

  Under the majestic divine sense of Bi Fang, Wang Qian was like a wisp of green smoke darting across the chaotic battlefield. At this time, the battles of the Immortal Realm, the Divine Transformation Realm, and the Primordial Infant Realm were the most crucial. As for him, a Temple Patrol in the Foundation Establishment period, unless he had extremely bad luck, few people would pay attention to him, because Mount Sun was too chaotic, with fleeing cultivators everywhere, and even if the higher-ups of the temple shouted loudly, they couldn't dispel their inner fear of death.

  Wang Qian didn't know that the current Zi Wu Xing Jie had completely fallen into chaos, with chaotic battles everywhere. The monks who usually worshipped the Tai Yang Temple and those who worshipped the Tai Yin Temple were all fighting each other in various cities and wild fields. Everywhere was filled with the glow of magical artifacts, and bloody incidents were happening randomly in every place. At this time, the high-ranking officials of the two temples had no energy to care about these things anymore.

  The place where the Taiji Divine Spring is located has gathered the greatest strength of both sides, which are now confronting each other. For the time being, a full-scale war has not yet broken out, and only the high priests of both sides are engaging in secret battles. Even if they know about the chaotic battles in other places, no one dares to withdraw these main combat forces.

  The great battle of Shouyang Mountain, with flames reaching the sky. The Taiyin Temple on Mount Taihua is almost the same. The Sun God Temple and the Moon Goddess Temple seem to have a tacit understanding, all killing each other's lairs, wanting to destroy their heritage or create enough pressure to force the main combatants to return and reinforce.

  Wang Qian crept all the way and finally arrived at the summit of Shouyang Mountain, quietly releasing Bi Fang, a great demon of the undying level.

  One man and one bird, sneaking around, Bi Fang directly used his powerful strength to tear through the void barrier, after which they entered the core of the Sun God Temple.

  A vast space, high above the sky, a brilliant light body is suspended, radiating dazzling light, providing light and heat, like a miniature sun.

  In the void, a thick and pure Yang ancient aura was rippling, Wang Qian only took a light breath, and felt a wave of relaxation and satisfaction on his body. The delicate and pure ancient Yuan Qi was absorbed into his body, tempering his flesh and blood, flushing his bones, it was indeed a precious Yuan Qi energy to the extreme.

  In the center of this space was a vast expanse of misty chaos, where numerous array formations and seals existed, absorbing the pure Yang ancient aura to form an incredibly powerful sealing force.

  The most striking thing is that even the nine heavenly pillars are densely covered with Taoist symbols and talismans, faintly emitting a pure firelight, as if they were nine heavenly fire pillars.

  Nine giant pillars formed a mysterious and powerful formation, Wang Qian was not very good at this aspect, only feeling the strong sealing power, but couldn't recognize what formation it was.

  "Jiǔ Yáng Qián Kūn Zhèn! It's actually set up the Jiǔ Yáng Qián Kūn Zhèn here, this is an ancient array method, I didn't expect to see it in the Zǐ Wǔ Xīng Jiè!"

  Bi Fang's bird cried out in surprise, apparently he was familiar with this mysterious formation.