341: Chapter 341 The Secret of Fairy Water Moon: A Special Physique!

"Thinking of leaving? Too late!"

Lu Yuan's expression was cold; he had already anticipated this move.

"Great Dao of Time, Reverse Flow!"

He raised a finger and pointed.

Ancestor Ziyun's fleeing figure suddenly jerked to a halt, uncontrollably taking a step backward.

Though it was only one step, it was fatal.

"Spatial Imprisonment!"

Lu Yuan pointed again.

The surrounding space instantly solidified, freezing Ancestor Ziyun in place.

"other shore heavenly boat, Transform into Sword!"

A purple-gold giant sword landed in his hand.

Lu Yuan took a deep breath, perfectly fusing the Chaos Great Dao with the Panhuang Void Sword Intent he had just comprehended.

"Heaven Splitting!"

He slashed down with the sword.

This single strike tore through time and space, severing Karma.

"No—!!!"

Ancestor Ziyun let out a desperate roar.

Squelch!

The sword light flashed past.

Ancestor Ziyun's head flew high into the air, his Primordial Spirit instantly annihilated within the Sword Intent—his Divine Soul was utterly destroyed!

A generation's Profound Immortal hegemon had fallen!

Lu Yuan did not pause for a second, stepping over to Ancestor Ziyun's mangled remains.

"Heaven Devouring Demonic Art, Devour!"

A massive black hole appeared, completely devouring the Origin of the Late Stage Profound Immortal.

Rumble—

As this vast surge of energy entered his body, the incredibly sturdy Realm barrier within Lu Yuan finally shattered with a bang.

Early Stage Profound Immortal, achieved!

An aura more than ten times stronger than before erupted from his body, sweeping in all directions.

Lu Yuan stood in the Void Realm, his gaze sweeping over the hidden factions in the surroundings, his voice indifferent:

"From this day forth, the Sunset Mountain Range belongs to my Qingyun Dao Sect. Who is in favor? Who objects?"

A deathly silence filled the world; no one dared to respond.

...

Zixiao Immortal Palace, that majestic heavenly palace that once floated above the Nine Heavens and overlooked the Xuanhuang Realm for ten thousand years, was now a field of broken walls and ruins.

The once magnificent golden glazed tiles lay scattered in the dust, and the Mountain Protection Array, which used to shimmer with flowing light, was now like a cracked eggshell, dimmed and lifeless.

The air was still thick with the suffocating smell of smoke, the lingering aftereffects of violent collisions between Divine Abilities that refused to dissipate.

Lu Yuan's methods were not just iron-fisted; they were a "miracle" worthy of being recorded in the annals of the Xuanhuang Realm.

In just half a day.

That behemoth, known for its unfathomable foundations and clouds of powerful experts, was completely dismantled under Lu Yuan's world-turning hands.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when a wall is teetering, everyone gives it a push.

The collapse of Zixiao Immortal Palace was like a sudden world-ending tsunami, its shockwave sweeping through the entire Xuanhuang Realm at an incredible speed, causing the Divine Souls of all Cultivators to tremble, making even their breathing cautious.

Those major factions that had originally lurked in the shadows like vultures, planning to watch the tigers fight and perhaps scavenge for scraps, were now scared out of their wits, their original greed instantly replaced by endless terror.

Deep within the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, that Sky-Swallowing Lion Emperor, who usually roared through the mountains and viewed Human Race Cultivators as mere food, now possessed not a shred of imperial dignity. Its massive body curled into a ball as it fled back to its demon-qi-filled lair overnight with its tail between its legs.

As soon as it landed, it howled hoarsely, ordering its subordinate demons to activate the "Ten Thousand Demon Heaven-Locking Formation"—a formation built at the cost of countless demon cores—fearing that the killing god might get carried away and flatten the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range as well.

And the reaction of Blood Withered Old Demon, who was known for his sinister and ruthless nature, was even more extreme.

This Demonic Path giant, who struck fear into the hearts of everyone in the Xuanhuang Realm, directly sealed all the gates of the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect.

He even used a forbidden secret technique to sink the entire Sect a thousand feet underground, wishing he could bury himself in the earth's core like a hiding turtle. He set up layer upon layer of illusory formations around the Sect, claiming to be in seclusion, but in reality, he was scared witless by Lu Yuan's world-destroying strike.

Amidst this atmosphere of extreme nervousness, only Fairy Shuiyue of the Tianshui Pavilion demonstrated the extraordinary vision and decisiveness of a pavilion master.

At dusk on the day Zixiao Immortal Palace collapsed, when the sunset clouds were as red as blood, the messengers of the Tianshui Pavilion had already arrived with heavy gifts capable of making any Cultivator envious, knocking on the door of the new hegemon.

Their posture was so low it was as if the Tianshui Pavilion had always been just a small vassal Sect rather than a commercial giant dominating a region.

The Sunset Mountain Range—this name was now history.

Now, it was renamed "Qingyun Immortal Mountain."

Lu Yuan stood amidst the clouds, overlooking the mountain range that stretched for ten thousand miles beneath his feet.

With a wave of his hand, his sleeves seemed to contain a universe, collecting all the foundations accumulated by Zixiao Immortal Palace over tens of thousands of years—countless Spirit Stones, Medicinal Pills, Magic Treasures, and ancient texts—into his possession.

Then, he summoned the ancient and heavy myriad things mother qi cauldron, which radiated the aura of Chaos.

"Descend!"

With a light shout, the giant Cauldron crashed down, suppressing the dragon vein eye of the main peak.

Instantly, the earth shook and mountains swayed as pillars of visible Spiritual Qi shot into the sky.

Using this supreme treasure as the formation eye, Lu Yuan connected the earth veins and channeled the stars to lay down a "Ten Thousand Immortals Worshiping the Sect Formation," which was even more magnificent and grand than the Zixiao Immortal Palace's Mountain Protection Array.

On the day the formation was completed, auspicious energy and rays of light filled the air. The once desolate Sunset Mountain Range was instantly transformed into a paradise on earth.

Dense Spiritual Qi turned into mist and rain, nourishing every inch of the land. Vegetation grew wildly, and Spirit Beasts made this their home.

Lu Yuan stood at the summit of the main peak, his voice like a great bell echoing through every corner of the Xuanhuang Realm, officially announcing the establishment of the Qingyun Dao Sect here.

From then on, the Qingyun Dao Sect leaped to become the undisputed hegemon of this Realm.

...

Time flew by like a white horse passing a crevice.

In the blink of an eye, several months had passed.

The mist on Qingyun Immortal Mountain became even denser, with cranes crying and apes howling in the mountains—a true immortal scene.

Although the Qingyun Dao Sect had firmly established its footing and gained a resounding reputation, the situation in the Xuanhuang Realm did not become completely peaceful because of it.

Beneath that seemingly calm surface, undercurrents still surged, and countless pairs of eyes peeked from the shadows, waiting for a change.

11 PM - 1 AM.

The night was as dark as ink, and the galaxy was brilliant.

Inside the majestic hall of the Qingyun main peak, the night-luminescent pearls embedded in the ceiling emitted a soft glow, illuminating the hall like daylight.

Lu Yuan sat cross-legged on a prayer mat in the center of the hall, with faint currents of Chaos swirling around him.

His breathing was long and deep; with every breath, he seemed to resonate with the rhythm of the world.

Just then, his closed eyes flickered slightly as his mind stirred.

[Ding, daily intelligence has been refreshed.]

That familiar mechanical voice rang in the depths of his mind, and immediately following, three new pieces of intelligence slowly surfaced in his Sea of Consciousness like ink spreading on paper.

The handwriting was clear, carrying an unspeakable flavor of heavenly secrets.

Lu Yuan slowly opened his eyes, the deep pupils reflecting the information in the void.

[Purple Intelligence: Fairy Shuiyue, the Pavilion Master of Tianshui Pavilion, possesses a hidden special Physique called the "Three Thousand Weak Water Physique."]

[This Physique is a rare Extreme Yin Cauldron Physique. If one can engage in Dual Cultivation with her, it can not only help the Host comprehend the complete Water Dao but also use her Pure Yin Source to nourish the Host's Chaos Body, greatly advancing cultivation and even allowing a glimpse into a trace of the Dao's Origin.]

[However, this Physique has a fatal flaw: every hundred years, it must undergo a "Weak Water Tribulation." The cold qi within the body pours in like a river; if there is no Extreme Yang power to harmonize it, the Meridians can easily shatter, leading to death.]

[There are only three days left until her next tribulation occurs.]

[Blue Intelligence: The Sky-Swallowing Lion Emperor of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range and Blood Withered Old Demon of the Blood Fiend Demonic Sect have secretly colluded due to their extreme fear of the Host's power.]

[The two are plotting to explore the ancient Forbidden Ground in the western part of the Xuanhuang Realm, "Immortal Burial Abyss," intending to find a legendary ancient Demonic Path treasure to use as their final trump card against the Qingyun Dao Sect.]

[White Intelligence: The Qingyun Dao Sect has recently opened its gates to recruit Disciples, attracting countless Loose Cultivators from the Xuanhuang Realm.]

[Among them, several spies with strange auras have infiltrated. They are suspected to be from forces around the "Immortal Burial Abyss" and have had their minds corrupted by Devilish Qi, intending to scout the Sect's strength.]

Lu Yuan's gaze lingered in the void for a moment, scanning through these three pieces of intelligence in order.

When he saw the first purple intelligence, his brow twitched slightly, and a meaningful curve appeared at the corner of his mouth—a smile containing a bit of playfulness and a bit of confidence in controlling everything.

"Three Thousand Weak Water Physique? Extreme Yin Cauldron?"