The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror

After an unknown period, the sound of exploding water echoed in everyone's ears.

It was as if they suddenly regained their hearing, their hearts filled with inexplicable strangeness and terror.

Xiong Chan and Fu Xuan separated their fists and palms.

Xiong Chan took three steps back, his form slightly swaying, while Fu Xuan also retreated three steps, his stance unwavering.

At the center of both sides, a sand pit visibly appeared.

Dust and sand filled the sky.

Fu Xuan and Xiong Chan almost levitated in mid-air, powered by the strong air currents stirred by their own blood and energy.

However, neither side intended to engage further.

This Martial Saint's duel seemingly concluded with an encounter not particularly intense.

"Good." Facing the younger man who was at least a generation younger, Fu Xuan had to admit that a new era had begun.

No matter how he struggled, the coming era was no longer something they, the elders, could dominate.

"Let's go."

Thousands of troops retreated in an orderly manner.

Xu Qing and Xiong Chan watched the departure of the Grassland Martial Saint, not attempting to join forces to kill him.

This was also something almost impossible for the two to achieve at present.

A Grassland Martial Saint was already so difficult to kill, let alone the Black Mountain elder demon of Changbai Mountain's Seven Kills Demon Palace, who, despite falling in realm, still firmly held the title of the world's number one expert.

The challenges of this journey were also within Xu Qing and Xiong Chan's expectations.

"The old demon wants to use the Heavenly Demon Rushing Seven Lethal Points to return to the Creator Realm, needing to go through another Heavenly Tribulation. After passing it, there will be a unique period of weakness, which is our only chance." Xiong Chan sighed softly.

The strength of the old demon during his weakness was something the two could not currently estimate.

No matter how well-prepared, only when the time comes will they understand.

Now is also the crucial moment when the old demon is preparing for the Heavenly Demon Rushing Seven Lethal Points and cannot leave Changbai Mountain even for a moment.

Otherwise, all previous efforts would be wasted.

This is why Xiong Chan chose to emerge close to July.

If he came too early, he might be defeated individually by the old demon.

Now, the old demon cannot cause much interference to them.

This was also the experience gained by the leaders of several Holy Lands from the previous generation in dealing with the Black Mountain elder demon.

Unfortunately, this time, there was no participation from Holy Lands like Lao Mountain Shangqing Palace.

But they gained a powerful figure like Xu Qing.

However, Xu Qing essentially replaces the Xuantian Dragon Ascension Path Daoist's position, and now Xu Qing cannot compare to the previous generation's Daoist.

Of course, the current Black Mountain elder demon is no longer the one who survived seven Heavenly Tribulations under the cover of numerous elite sieges from Central Earth to reach the Creator Realm.

If not for the previous generation's Xuantian Dragon Ascension Path Daoist reversing the tides, many Daoist traditions in Central Earth would have been wiped out by the old demon.

Precisely because of the experience from the previous generation, Xiong Chan could plan with Xu Qing the current strategy.

Even so, there was little certainty of success.

But if the old demon returns to the Creator Realm, they would have to retreat to the Capital from then on, and how stifling would that be.

Moreover, for Xu Qing, it wasn't a matter of retreat but a matter of life and death.

In this battle, Xiong Chan and the old Heavenly Master had an escape route, but Xu Qing had none whatsoever.

"I plan to secretly meet with Fu Xuan tonight and persuade him to join our operation against the Black Mountain elder demon." Xu Qing sent a thought, producing words that echoed like thunder in Xiong Chan's ears.

Xiong Chan did not doubt Xu Gongming's charm, but getting an enemy nation's Martial Saint to join their plan against the Black Mountain elder demon was nothing short of a fantasy.

Xiong Chan would rather believe Xu Qing had devised a mysterious trick, employing various means to give Fu Xuan an unforgettable lesson than believe Xu Qing could truly accomplish this.

"Gongming, be cautious." Xiong Chan replied, sending the thought back.

"Grandmaster, don't worry. I wouldn't plan such a thing without confidence. Fu Xuan's mentor was the Murong Grandmaster from the Golden Tent a century ago. Do you know, Your Majesty's great-grandfather returned from his travels on the grassland claiming to be a student of the Murong Grandmaster and even personally enshrined a temple for him."

This was a large scandal of the Dynasty.

But indeed, the great-grandfather of the old Emperor was that peculiar.

In fact, this Emperor, posthumously titled Yingzong, upon coming to power, had also had clashes with the Civil Servants and implemented some reforms. But those who start well are many, and those who end well are few.

The Yingzong Emperor, in every aspect, broke the baseline expected of an emperor reigning in a Dynasty's golden age.

Of course, this did not prevent Xu Qing from making use of Yingzong Emperor's enshrining of the Murong Grandmaster to his advantage.

In old age, people often reflect on the past.

Even though Fu Xuan was a Martial Saint, he could not escape the ties of human emotion.

Moreover, wouldn't Fu Xuan fear the Black Mountain elder demon's return to the Creator, dominating the world, and reducing him in his later years to a lapdog of the old demon?

With the old demon's temperament—those who follow thrive, those who resist perish—Fu Xuan would naturally meet a bad end if he resisted.

Xu Qing first settled Minister Wu and then gathered the remaining troops into the night.

He came alone to the grassland's tent.

This was a lone meeting!

Though Xiong Chan considered himself immensely bold, seeing Xu Qing's actions couldn't help but admire him.

He couldn't think of any reason for Xu Qing to dare attend the meeting alone.

Even if Xu Qing's honesty allowed him to foresee, what if it failed?

What if Fu Xuan suddenly attacked?

After all, when it comes to a Martial Saint, even predicting the Heavenly Secrets may sometimes be wrong.

Because powerful individuals can obscure the Heavenly Secrets, causing confusion...

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Late at night, Fu Xuan was practicing, almost at the realm of Unity of Heaven and Man. Any abnormal movement in the entire camp would catch his attention.

But this time, the anomaly that disturbed him was beyond Fu Xuan's comprehension.

The Martial Saint's tent was no different from other grassland military generals' tents.

Fu Xuan was not one who enjoyed luxury.

In fact, at his level, he truly had no fondness for money.

Because there was nothing money could buy that he lacked, and Fu Xuan had no places to spend money.

Xu Qing naturally couldn't bribe him with money.

He simply appeared quietly in Fu Xuan's tent, lighting a lamp made from animal fat for him.

"Cultivation depends on a breath, lighting a lamp. What one constantly thinks about must eventually have an echo. I wonder what echoes in Teacher Fu's heart?"

Xu Qing held a thumb ring.

After seeing it, Fu Xuan's expression slightly changed.