171: Breaking the rules, bad luck hits Pang Feifeng

Seriously, Lu Chen felt that with his current strength, pushing through a Tianyuan Grotto-heaven shouldn't be a problem, including the Abode Master of Tianyuan Cave Abode, Yan Chenhu, and potentially the Old Yang God who might be in reclusion within the Tianyuan Grotto-heaven.

"Dao Soldiers are getting stronger, and my own cultivation cannot be neglected. Next..."

It was time to try comprehending the rules of the Wind and Thunder Dao Soldiers.

If the comprehension of True Intent was merely the surface, the entry point to the Way of the Heavenly Dao, then rules were the true beginning of the journey towards the 'Dao', capable of easily altering celestial phenomena and even changing the laws of nature, profound and unfathomable.

After a cultivator comprehends True Intent, they can use it to harness various forces of nature for their own use.

Rules, however, can directly overturn the forces of nature.

For example, comprehending the rule of Fire Element: fire symbolizes explosiveness, intense heat, and extreme temperature. But after mastering the rule, with just a thought, scorching flames that burn everything can instantly transform into a refreshing breeze, allowing dry leaves to enter the fire without burning.

Even all Fire Elemental Spells, and even Divine Powers, can be dissolved under the rules, losing all their might.

This is the astonishing aspect of rules!

Lu Chen calmed his mind, making his spiritual platform pure, and then his consciousness quietly merged into the wind thunder dao soldier of the 'Mixed Gold Shattering Hammer', comprehending the rules controlled by the Dao Soldier.

In an instant, Lu Chen felt as if he had fallen into the infinitely vast core of the world, as if with a single thought he could leverage the heavens and earth, causing thunder to fall like a waterfall, heavenly fire to burn all things, mountains to rise from flat ground, mountains to turn into seas, fierce winds to sweep across ten thousand miles, vegetation to connect to the sky, and also condensing golden swords in the Void, turning into a downpour.

'Rules, this is what rules are!'

Lu Chen, having merged into this wind thunder dao soldier, even had the illusion that he had become a deity controlling the heavens and earth, seemingly omnipotent.

Furthermore, with his current Five Elements and Wind and Thunder True Intents still only at the seventh and eighth layers, he was actually not qualified to touch the level of rules, as there was still a vast distance in between.

But he had the Nurturing Soldier Immortal Coffin, and was the master of the Dao Soldiers. After merging into a Dao Soldier, he could comprehend everything.

His consciousness was immersed within, and the Five Elements True Intents of Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth, as well as the Wind and Thunder True Intents, all began to grow exponentially at an astonishing speed.

...

South Chu, Huzhou, Flying Immortal Sect.

"This is the Flying Immortal Sect of South Chu!" A majestic middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a black hair crown stood in the Void, his brows showing a hint of disdain: "I've long heard that this Flying Immortal Sect is also one of the overlord Sects in South Chu. Although it can't compare to my Great Qian Dynasty, it also has several Yang God Great Cultivators stationed here. Looking at it now, a dignified overlord Sect can only reside in such a barren place; it must have fallen into decline!"

He didn't know that the earlier Flying Immortal Sect was not located in Huzhou, but in Shangzhou, which had more resources and greater prosperity.

It was just that after the Nanchu Grand Wash, it was sent to the bottom by Lu Chen's single word, changing from holding three states to only one state, and the one with the fewest resources at that.

"What Master Miao said is very true. This Flying Immortal Sect has likely fallen out of the ranks of South Chu's overlord Sects by now. I just don't know why the Crown Prince still wants to come to this dilapidated Flying Immortal Sect to capture a young cultivator named 'Pang Feifeng'," another Old Daoist in a sky-blue robe chimed in.

Besides them, there were also a man and a woman, two middle-aged Great Cultivators, standing by, silent, seemingly a Daoist couple.

There were a total of four people, who were precisely the four Yang God Great Cultivators sent from the Great Qian Dynasty under the command of Crown Prince Qian Changsheng.

The majestic middle-aged man in the black robe was the Master of the Great Qian Demon Suppression Division, Miao Changfeng. The remaining Old Daoist and the Daoist couple were Yang God Envoys of the Great Qian Dynasty.

"Since it's already dilapidated, it saves us trouble. We'll just force our way into the mountain gate and take Pang Feifeng," Miao Changfeng said, and then squeezed the Void.

In an instant, the heavens and earth shook. From the flat ground, one after another tornado as thick as a mountain appeared out of thin air, and from the sky, fierce winds transformed into mountains of blades and rain of swords. An area of a hundred miles seemed to fall into a scene of apocalypse in an instant.

Mountains collapsed and disintegrated in the massive tornadoes, then were sucked into them. Rivers were instantly drained dry, all entering the wind, strengthening the tornadoes' power, sweeping away everything in their path. Wherever they passed, even the ground was scraped down by dozens of feet, turning the area of a hundred miles into a boundless great lake, waiting for a heavy rain to fill it.

This was the might of a Yang God; with a single thought, they could alter the heavens and earth, terrifying and dreadful.

"Which Fellow Daoists intend to cause trouble for my Flying Immortal Sect!"

Before the tornadoes, as thick as mountains and sweeping up rivers and great peaks, could attack the mountain gate, and before the mountains of blades and rain of swords formed by the fierce winds from the sky could descend, sounds of shocked and angry shouts echoed continuously from within the Flying Immortal Sect.

The Flying Immortal Sect Leader, and even two Old Yang Gods who had long since stopped concerning themselves with worldly affairs, all arrived with grave expressions.

As for the Disciples below the Yang God Realm, not a single one stepped out.

In the conflict between Yang God Great Cultivators, even high-level Yin Gods were powerless to intervene. Anyone who dared to intervene would be courting death. Below the Yin God Realm, they were even more like ants and mayflies, not even having the qualification to watch the battle.

"The Flying Immortal Sect has indeed fallen into decline, without even a single Five Tribulation Yang God." The naturally majestic Miao Changfeng's words seemed to carry a hint of boredom: "Well, since you are sensible, it's not impossible for this Master to spare your Flying Immortal Sect."

Although he said so, the terrifying tornadoes, the fierce wind mountains of blades, and rain of swords, which resembled a scene of apocalypse, showed no sign of dissipating. They merely paused, causing the faces of the Flying Immortal Sect's Old Yang Gods and Old Sect Leader to grow increasingly solemn.

"Forgive this old man's poor eyesight, but I do not know where the four Fellow Daoists have come from? And how has my Flying Immortal Sect offended you? Please enlighten me!" The Flying Immortal Sect's Old Sect Leader spoke in a deep voice, his words filled with unease and worry.

"Let this Master ask you, is there a Disciple within your Flying Immortal Sect named 'Pang Feifeng'?" Miao Changfeng asked indifferently.

As soon as the words left his mouth, the Flying Immortal Sect's Old Sect Leader's heart leaped, followed by a deep sense of helplessness.

This Disciple of his, Pang Feifeng, was, to put it mildly, a Heavenly Pride born alongside a Spirit Treasure of heaven and earth. He should have been favored by heaven and earth, with fortune on his side. But for some reason recently, he had been inexplicably miserable, as if cursed by a jinx!

From the initial Flying Immortal Sect starting the Nanchu Grand Wash, where he was crippled by the Traveling Envoy of the Dongming Sect, Lu Chen, not to mention, he then faced off against the Heavenly Pride Sword Lord of the Spring and Autumn Sword Palace from Northern Qi, resulting in being severely wounded and nearly losing his life. It was only when he, a Yang God Great Cultivator, personally intervened that Pang Feifeng's remaining life was saved.

His injuries hadn't even healed yet, and now an even greater disaster had arrived...

And those who came were not some Yin God Heavenly Pride, nor were they from the younger generation, but a full four Yang Gods. Any one of them, picked at random, was a Great Cultivator who surpassed him, a Three Tribulation Yang God.

Especially the leader, Miao Changfeng, who was even more unfathomable. He was probably not inferior in the slightest compared to the two Protectors of the Dongming Sect!

Facing such a lineup, who wouldn't tremble?

Even the Dongming Sect probably couldn't withstand four such Great Cultivators arriving at their doorstep simultaneously, let alone their mere Flying Immortal Sect!