"Mahayana Sensing."

"Twenty-three Layers of Guangyuan Sword Qi."

Lu Qingfeng retracted his gaze from the starry sky and couldn't help but shake his head. Guangyuan Immortal Sect's transmitted Cultivation Technique was the "Luofu Sword Scripture," which was the reinforced fusion of the "Qing Yuan Sword Technique" and the "Luo Fu Sword Scripture."

Over time within the Guangyuan Immortal Sect, as the tradition passed down, it came to be known as the "Guangyuan Sword Scripture."

Ordinary disciples practice only Side Door Level techniques.

But figures like Wang Zhongbai, who had long since become a True Immortal, had already received the True Inheritance and were cultivating the True Sect Level "Guangyuan Sword Scripture," possessing unrivaled fine points of mystique and extreme might.

At the Mahayana Realm, one can condense ninety-nine Sword Qis, and at the peak of Mahayana, these ninety-nine Sword Qis are to be used to construct the Law Realm of longevity, known as 'Sword Realm.' One must continuously nurture them, integrating a lifetime of insights into the Sword Dao and all of one's lifelong Mana into the ninety-nine Sword Qis, bit by bit grinding away the fog, consuming the mist.

Eventually becoming immensely powerful until one completely blasts through the Longevity Mist to attain longevity.

It's a Magic Gate that directly points to longevity.

Wang Zhongbai has cultivated Mahayana Sensing, effectively reaching the First Realm of True Immortality. At the peak level, one would theoretically condense thirty-three Sword Qis. Yet, he has only twenty-three, making it clear his Mana is lacking and his Dao ability even more so. To break through to the Second Realm of True Immortality, the Mahayana Tribulation, there is still a considerable gap.

"Our master has passed on the Great Method; the strongest in Sword Dao should be the eldest disciple and the second sister, followed by Zhongbai. Once reaching the Mahayana Realm, without the scriptures and guidance, strength is inevitably weaker."

"Lacks some talent, but fortunately, he is willing to work hard and delve into the details."

"Plus, I've been in the Flying Phoenix Abyss for years, acting as protector for my junior sister, and all the major and minor matters within the sect need to be handled by Zhongbai, so his energy has been delayed quite a bit," Ancestor Mountain Wind interjected.

He has presided over Guangyuan Immortal Sect for more than 110,000 years and had watched Wang Zhongbai grow up under his eye, his diligence not lost on him.

Now meeting Lu Qingfeng, upon seeing his clear understanding, Ancestor Mountain Wind couldn't help but speak up in flattery.

"No matter what, as the only True Immortal of Sword Dao in Guangyuan, his Sword Dao prowess is still lacking."

"I'll have to give him a good grind after dealing with this trivial matter," Lu Qingfeng still shook his head.

Yet the words coming from his mouth brought great joy to Ancestor Mountain Wind, "Master's personal guidance is a blessing for Zhongbai. Mountain Wind thanks master on behalf of Zhongbai!"

Lu Qingfeng just chuckled, without saying a word.

Meanwhile, Ancestor Mountain Wind, after rejoicing on Wang Zhongbai's behalf, regained his composure, his eyes shifting toward Ping Bufen outside the battle, who was pressing hard on Wang Zhongbai, then looked at Lu Qingfeng and hesitated, "Master, although Ping Bufen had been somewhat arrogant in the past, he always treated our Guangyuan Sword Sect with great respect and even positioned himself as a junior in my presence, fairly respectful. His actions today are rather strange—"

"Of course it's strange when someone's playing tricks," Lu Qingfeng sneered, calling out to the battle outside.

"Someone's playing tricks?!"

Upon hearing this, Ancestor Mountain Wind's eyebrows raised, he blurted out, "Could it be Nanhua Realm?"

He was shocked.

Yet, he harbored no doubt about Lu Qingfeng's words. His mind racing, he first suspected the Nanhua Realm. If a True Immortal from Nanhua Realm had infiltrated the Black Star Realm, then Ping Bufen's sudden provocation made sense.

"We'll know once we capture him."

Lu Qingfeng, uninterested in elaborating, raised his hand and threw a stone axe shimmering with Five-Colored Light to Ancestor Mountain Wind, saying, "This 'Five Ding Axe' is infused with 129,600 Five Ding Talismans, able to break mountains and shatter stars, with boundless might. You practice the 'Yellow Robe True Skill' with immense strength, finding it hard to have a suitable Magic Artifact. This axe couldn't be more perfect."

Hearing this, Ancestor Mountain Wind reached out to take the Five-Colored Stone Axe and held it in his hand for inspection. It fostered five colors within, and holding it felt like grasping a Divine Mountain, heavy as Mt. Tai.

His eyes glinted with excitement, and on closer examination, he noticed a tendril of lingering Pure Yang Qi within.

That one glance.

Ancestor Mountain Wind immediately realized—

"Pure Yang Immortal Artifact?!"

His eyes wide with shock, Ancestor Mountain Wind swiftly looked up at Lu Qingfeng.

"Indeed."

"Refine it quickly, the lad won't be able to hold out much longer."

Lu Qingfeng declared.

He had first obliterated twelve Earth Immortals from the Yingsheng Peak Killing Department on Nine Nether Buting Mountain, acquiring more than ten Immortal Swords and several Immortal Artifacts. Then, at Red Wood Ridge, he slaughtered more Earth Immortals and seized their Immortal Artifacts.

This Five Ding Axe belonged to an Earth Immortal from Red Wood Ridge.

Quarried stone from within Buting Mountain's belly, tens of thousands of years of continuous spirit Refining, the total Refining of a One Yuan's amount of Five Ding Talismans into it, ultimately made it an Immortal Artifact.

Once this ax is swung, it carries the force of creation, unsuitable for use by any save those born with Divine Power.

To bestow it to Ancestor Mountain Wind was indeed most fitting.

"Thank you, master!"

Overjoyed, Ancestor Mountain Wind rapidly thanked him and sat cross-legged to begin Refining.

Though being an ancestor from the Black Star Realm's top Immortal Sect, and considered the unshakeable first among the stars, he hadn't managed more than a few Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts over the years.

In terms of might and quality, they couldn't even surpass the original 'Mountain Chasing Whip' in Eight Sceneries Tower and Ping Bufen's possession.

Under the starry sky.

He possessed no Immortal Artifact.

Now that Lu Qingfeng had bestowed upon him an Immortal Artifact, especially one as fitting as the 'Five Ding Axe,' Ancestor Mountain Wind was naturally thrilled.

Mana circulated; his mind focused on Refining.

This 'Five Ding Axe,' painstakingly refined treasure of an Earth Immortal, was not something that Ancestor Mountain Wind, a True Immortal, could easily Refine despite the fall of its Earth Immortal creator. Fortunately, Lu Qingfeng had already wiped all imprints from the 'Five Ding Axe' with 'Five-Colored Divine Light.'

Spirit Refining.

Unhindered.

Within moments, Ancestor Mountain Wind had initially refined the 'Five Ding Axe,' able to utilize some of its might. With dedicated refining, willing to endure the hardship, the day when it would be handy was sure to come.

"Master."

Ancestor Mountain Wind opened his eyes, his hair and beard both white, his back stooped with age. Yet, with a Five-colored Stone Axe in hand, a shocking and heavenly aura burst forth. It was as if a giant, capable of splitting the heavens, stood tall before him.

"Go," he said.

"There is no ill intent in Ping Bufen, simply defeating him is enough; there's no need to harm him."

As Lu Qingfeng saw Mountain Wind rise to his feet, he instructed aloud.

"Yes," Mountain Wind replied with a hearty laugh.

He had no Immortal Artifact in his possession, yet with his Divine Skills alone, he believed he could suppress Ping Bufen. Now with the Five Ding Axe in hand, his confidence was absolute.

Saying so, he wasted no time. With a single stride, he burst forth from the Flying Phoenix Abyss. Counting back, outside of the hardship faced when Guangyuan Immortal Sect met with the challenges from Hundred Wheel Sect, Ancestor Mountain Wind had never left the side of Yun Que Ancestor during her Nirvana.

But times had changed.

With Lu Qingfeng by his side to protect him, Ancestor Mountain Wind felt at ease.

Clutching the Five Ding Axe in one hand,

In an instant, he arrived beyond the heavens.

At this moment in the outer reaches, Wang Zhongbai was retreating step by step against Ping Bufen, his counterattacks growing ever more feeble.

Boom!

Ping Bufen's Mountain Chasing Whip smashed down, shattering the layers of Sword Qi unleashed by Wang Zhongbai. The whip fell mightily, like a mountain tumbling from the skies. Under the oppressive force, Wang Zhongbai, unable to dodge in time, met it head-on. His only option was to hold his sword in defense while circulating his Mana to the utmost to protect his body.

Should this strike land true, Wang Zhongbai would not only face defeat but also sustain serious injuries.

However, at this very moment.

A stooped figure suddenly appeared beyond the stars. As soon as he emerged, his left hand reached out, turning into an axe to cleave mountains, and amidst the flashing lights, a thunderous boom echoed, and Ping Bufen, wielding the Mountain Chasing Whip, was not only held off by this hand-axe but also blasted hundreds of miles away.

"Ancestor."

Post-disaster, Wang Zhongbai faced the newcomer, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he bowed in shame, "Disciple is incompetent and has tarnished Guangyuan's honor."

"Ping Bufen attained the Dao before you and possesses the Supreme Treasure, the Mountain Chasing Whip. It stands to reason you could not best him."

"Don't be too hard on yourself."

The newcomer was none other than Ancestor Mountain Wind.

Mountain Wind's temperament was gentle as he consoled Wang Zhongbai.

"Disciple—"

Shame still on his face, Wang Zhongbai was then startled, hastily saying, "Ancestor, you shouldn't have come. Ping Bufen's provocations seem to be leading you into a trap, with ill intentions at play. The Flying Phoenix Abyss cannot be left unguarded!"

During his fight with Ping Bufen, although he was firmly suppressed, Wang Zhongbai had noticed something odd.

Upon reflection,

It seemed that Ping Bufen had intentionally tried to lure out Ancestor Mountain Wind. And with Ancestor Mountain Wind leaving, the Flying Phoenix Abyss would be without its protector, placing Yun Que Ancestor in grave danger.

Seeing Ancestor Mountain Wind now filled Wang Zhongbai with a sense of foreboding.

"Don't worry."

"The Flying Phoenix Abyss is safe."

Ancestor Mountain Wind chuckled, waving his hand dismissively, his mind freer than it had been in ages, "With the Elder there, my sister's Nirvana will be far more stable than before."

Unaware of Ancestor Mountain Wind's thoughts, Wang Zhongbai was a mix of surprise and doubt, his brows furrowed as he wondered whether to persuade the ancestor to return to the Flying Phoenix Abyss or what else to do.

Ancestor Mountain Wind paid him no heed, his gaze instead falling upon Ping Bufen in the distance.

"I've long heard of Ancestor Mountain Wind's formidable Divine Skills and your Mountain and Earth Breaking Skill that counters our Earth Spirit Sect,"

"To see it today, your reputation is indeed well-deserved."

Ping Bufen regained his footing, hid the Mountain Chasing Whip within his grasp, and prepared to engage in a grueling fight.

Clearly,

Even after just one clash, Ping Bufen had found himself at a disadvantage.

"Enough idle talk."

"This old man has long wanted to witness the wonderful methods of your Earth Spirit Sect."

Underneath the starlit sky, and with his Elder closely watching, Ancestor Mountain Wind was keen on showcasing his skills rather than exchanging words with Ping Bufen. He didn't rush to use the Five Ding Axe, but instead channeled his Mana, silently invoking his Divine Skills.

He cultivated the Yellow Robe True Skill and practiced the Mountain and Earth Breaking Skill.

With one step forward,

The earth quaked and the mountains shook.

His Divine Skills instantly swept across the Void as if splitting mountains and shattering the earth, aiming to tear Ping Bufen to pieces.

"Well done!"

Seeing this, Ping Bufen was not at all intimidated but rather excited. With heightened vigilance, he poured his Mana into the Mountain Chasing Whip and from within his heart a shout emerged: "Three thousand miles of Earth Abyss, Earth Spirit suppresses the true Demon!"

With the shout reverberating within him,

The Mountain Chasing Whip stirred the layers of the Void, the Earth Abyss materialized, spanning three thousand miles in turbulent waves. Emerging from it was a colossal Demon God. The Demon God glowed with yellow light and had a face like chaos itself. As it appeared, the surrounding Void warped and twisted.

"The Earth Spirit from the Earth Abyss."

Recognizing the yellow light emanating from the Demon God, Wang Zhongbai realized it was one of the top mystical methods of the Earth Spirit Sect—a skill derived from the Mountain Chasing Technique that could summon an Earth Spirit from the Earth Abyss, capable of subduing true Demons and True Immortals. Indeed, it was formidable.

Ping Bufen was a True Immortal, his Mountain Chasing Skill supremely refined, and he wielded the Supreme Treasure, the Mountain Chasing Whip. The Earth Spirit he summoned possessed Divine Skills even surpassing his own. With the Earth Spirit leading a fierce frontal assault and himself supporting from the sidelines, even if Ancestor Mountain Wind were slightly stronger, he would likely fall into a disadvantage.

For a moment,

Wang Zhongbai tightened his grip on his long sword, prepared to offer support at any moment.