CHAPTER 964: CHAPTER 101: SLAYING THE DRAGON (PART 2)

In front of Tianyuan Mountain.

The Daoist robe burned out like a candle, and the flying ash scattered like fireflies.

Daoist Zhu thus turned into ashes...

Master Yanwei, Li Chen, and Shu Ning, though their heads were bowed, saw this scene with their Divine Thought.

The three felt a chill in their hearts and buried their heads even lower.

Though Daoist Zhu’s cultivation was lacking, even so, he was still a Yin God.

With a snap of the fingers, he was turned to ash.

In the Taoist sect, only Sect Leader Xiao Yaozi had such means.

At this moment, the three were more convinced that the figure revealing itself in front of Tianyuan Mountain’s gate was the Sect Leader himself... it’s just that the true person was still closing off in the Secret Realm, so inconvenient to come out, thus only demonstrating through a strand of Divine Thought.

"..."

The shadowy figure, upon finishing this, silently dusted off his robe.

He looked at the scattered ashes of Daoist Zhu and said softly, "Everyone disperse."

Just one sentence.

The three, as if granted great mercy, quickly bowed in thanks and then retreated.

Yet True Master Jun Shan remained at the spot.

After the three streams of light disappeared in the distance, True Master Jun Shan sighed and spoke.

"You... performed well."

The shadowy figure was taken aback.

Sect Leader Xiao Yaozi, cloaked in mist, seemed to raise an eyebrow: "Oh?"

"You captured some of Senior Brother’s presence."

True Master Jun Shan, with hands behind his back, leisurely said, "But it’s somewhat lacking... you spoke too much."

"But... I only said one sentence..."

Xiao Yaozi smiled wryly.

From start to finish.

He only spoke one sentence to the Master of All Wonders Pavilion.

Xiao Yaozi rubbed his brow: "They probably didn’t notice, right?"

"Rest assured. They... don’t understand you."

Though having seen through the authenticity of this chaotic incarnation, True Master Jun Shan subconsciously treated the phantom as his senior brother.

He paused after the sentence, looking complex, and said, "Tianyuan Mountain...what on earth happened?"

"..."

The chaotic incarnation fell silent.

He extended his hand, making way, signaling True Master Jun Shan to enter personally.

...

...

A moment later.

A figure appeared within the cliff waterfall.

True Master Jun Shan sat at the center of the great formation, slowly lifted his head, and gazed at the towering well constructed by thousands of talismans; he already knew what had occurred at Tianyuan Mountain.

At this time, the young Daoist disciple’s expression bore a faint sorrow.

In the past, how glorious was the Taoist sect.

Now, it’s empty, desolate, and grim...

After the Battle of Poison, he was left with only two Senior Brothers.

Chong Kan took the wrong path, leading to his own destruction.

Xiao Yaozi wandered in the void, whereabouts unknown.

"In the end, it’s still a missed encounter..."

Jun Shan smiled easily, his Daoist robe fluttering wildly in the harsh wind; he had thought he would meet his Sect Leader Brother at Tianyuan Mountain.

"Senior..."

Deng Baiyi stood timidly beside him, looking somewhat guilty.

Trusting her, True Master Jun Shan had handed over this heavy responsibility, but the outcome turned out like this.

Deng Baiyi felt she had messed everything up.

"You’ve done quite well."

Jun Shan looked at Deng Baiyi, speaking earnestly: "Without you, today’s Taoist sect strife wouldn’t have ended."

No tolling of the death bell, no end to the slaughter.

Deep down, Jun Shan didn’t want Chong Kan to die this way... yet he knew clearly, if Chong Kan didn’t "die," everything would only become worse.

"Is Sect Leader Xiao Yaozi... truly never coming back?"

Deng Baiyi looked at the sky filled with talisman papers, unintentionally murmuring.

Tianyuan Mountain had such abundant Primordial Energy.

Could it really not summon back a Divine Traveling Cultivator?

"The Taoist sect lost the Dragon Vein..."

Jun Shan shook his head.

Deng Baiyi, being low in cultivation, was oblivious to the truth, but could he not understand?

Losing the Dragon Vein was akin to losing an anchor.

To summon Senior Brother back, the Dragon Vein must be reclaimed first... that Dragon Vein had been offered by Chong Kan to the Holy Empress, and with the current strength of the Taoist sect, how could they reclaim the Dragon Vein?

"Wait—"

At this moment.

True Master Jun Shan was taken aback, as in the myriad talisman formations, a flash of inspiration suddenly occurred.

He raised his head, staring blankly at the cotton-like drifting clouds.

The Future Dao Realm resonated with the void at this moment—

He saw a fragmented future vision.

Talisman formation, drifting clouds, North Sea, giant tree, Golden Line, Flying Sword...

These fragmented visions flashed across True Master Jun Shan’s pupils.

The preceding broken shadows actually didn’t matter.

Guided by the Dao Realm, Jun Shan saw the most important scene.

A phoenix on the brink of death.

Nailed to a giant tree!

The Dao Realm guidance ended here, the youthful Daoist disciple’s pallid face suddenly gained a rosy hue, and he abruptly stood up, staring intently at the towering sublime snow-white well leading to the sky, blood was drawn from his palm as his grip tightened too hard.

"No... there’s still a chance..."

He spoke in a hoarse voice, filled with surprise: "We... still have a chance!"

The Taoist sect’s Dragon Vein was taken by the Holy Empress, making retrieval nearly impossible.

But what if the Holy Empress’s life was about to end?

What if someone was already attempting to use the Imperial Blood as a lure to uproot the Dragon Vein gathered by the Holy Empress?

...

...

Under the giant tree woven by Golden Lines.

A boy and a girl stood side by side; they stood beside Chen Jingxuan, one on the left, the other on the right, their expressions solemn and grave.

"Are you ready?"

Chen Jingxuan extended his hands gently to embrace Chu Yin and Chu Guo’s shoulders.

He took a deep breath.

The boy and girl exchanged looks and slowly nodded.

Shua.

At the moment they confirmed, the void began to collapse and shatter, the illusory Grotto Heaven woven by Golden Lines was crushed by towering waves, and Chen Jingxuan with Chu Yin and Chu Guo returned from the Grotto Heaven to the North Sea, a small boat riding the massive waves reaching the pinnacle of earth and sky.

At this moment, the entire sea area seemed shrouded by a sacred power!

Tang Fengshu sat cross-legged in suspension, performing a dharma, the Female Heavenly Venerate wielding a horsetail whisk exerted all her Divine Skills to part the sea waters for miles around completely... thousands of water dragons roared as Chen Jingxuan brought the two descendants of Imperial Blood to plunge into the seabed, landing directly on the dry "land," countless Golden Lines laid out forming a long golden ladder.