Yellow Court Daoist

"Alas!"

"Woe betide thee, Brother Black Mountain!"

Zhang Yang cried out in grief.

He stepped forward, releasing the Golden Ring from his hand, and summoning Thunder with a snap of his fingers.

"Jifa, meet your demise!"

A burst of Golden Light flashed, followed by the roar of thunder.

Three breaths later.

"My life is over!"

Amidst the thunder, a wail of grief was heard, followed by a burst of golden light.

This was not the glow from the Golden Ring, nor the flicker of electricity, but the final radiance emitted as Jifa's Golden Body shattered.

The thunder dissipated.

The Golden Ring returned.

Zhang Yang stood in the Void, his arms behind his back, as Jifa's shattered body plummeted into Dragon Spring.

Clearly—

Zhang Yang had triumphed.

Jifa had perished.

Now.

The stark contrast was clear for all to see, no one doubted Zhang Yang's strength anymore.

Following six others, including Taixu Ancestor, Zhang Yang fought ferociously in five battles, firmly establishing himself as the seventh august presence!

"Brother Jifa!"

"Junior Brother Jifa!"

"Master Jifa!"

Cries filled with deep sorrow came continuously from the North Shore. Several bursts of light sprang up, ready to assault Zhang Yang.

This time, Taixu Ancestor and the others finally ceased to merely watch—

"Ha ha!"

"What skill is there in bullying by numbers?"

"Master Kong Jue, this old ancestor shall meet you!"

Taixu Ancestor laughed loudly, leaping onto Dragon Spring to confront the leading figure of the Snow Ridge Four Great Divine Monks, Master Kong Jue.

Other venerable ones also made their moves.

From the Southern Border, 'Gu Immortal' Lady Cai Yi clashed with the leader of the Taoshan Three Elders, 'Mountain Chasing Old Monster' Zhuo Jiuyang.

The 'Heroic Monk' of Three Travel Cave, Master Bu Wen, faced the leader of the Heavenly Mountain Seven Swords, 'Mo Wen Sword' Jun Mowen.

Da Yan Daoist from Songling Chaotian Temple took on the leader of the North Sea Five Ancestors, Kongkong Ancestor.

'Min Mountain White Hero' Sun Ge battled Ji Deng, the 'Smiling Old Man' of the Taoshan Three Elders.

Mie Chen, the master from the White Bamboo Gorge Xuanyue Temple, confronted Master Zhenyi from the Snow Ridge Four Great Divine Monks.

The rest sought their own opponents.

Zhang Yang single-handedly took on Taoshan Sect Leader Yuzhenzi and six top experts from the Four Sects.

Boom, boom, boom!

With each move, he shattered the heavens.

His ferocity was unstoppable.

Facing seven opponents, he still managed effortlessly, occasionally freeing up his strength to rescue various friendly Loose Immortals, earning much goodwill.

As for Qin Fan.

Around him, there were no Righteous Sect Loose Immortals, only top experts from the Four Sects.

A total of six True Immortals surrounded him.

"Ha ha!"

"The True Immortals of the Four Sects, merely so-so!"

Yet Qin Fan fought more fiercely as the battle progressed, facing six opponents with the poise of his master's style.

But apart from the master and disciple pair.

The overall situation did not look optimistic.

The combined might of the Taoshan Four Sects and the Righteous Sect Loose Immortals was indeed formidable, especially the Four Sects True Immortals.

Just moments ago, five were swiftly slaughtered by Zhang Yang. Only when facing a real foe did they realize that the fate of Black Mountain Ancestor was actually the norm.

The True Immortals of the Four Sects were fierce.

Continuously, Demons and Loose Immortals fell.

On Dragon Spring Mountain, the battle raged. A throng of True Immortals unleashed their might, tearing heaven and earth asunder. With each moment, True Immortals fell.

Zhang Yang fought like a madman.

One by one, the renowned True Immortals of the Four Sects were obliterated by him.

It could be said that alone, he stabilized the situation.

But Taixu Ancestor and the others did not fare well.

Not long after the battle began.

Lady Cai Yi of the Southern Border 'Gu Immortal' was obliterated.

'Mountain Chasing Old Monster' Zhuo Jiuyang freed his hands, and together with Master Kong Jue, pressed Taixu Ancestor with overwhelming force, defeat was merely a matter of time.

This battle darkened the skies.

Among them were Demons unleashing True Fire, revealing their true forms—

From the shadows of the sad wind shone twin eyes, like a Golden Lamp amidst the dismal fog;

From the surge of black qi emerged four claws, akin to steel hooks beyond the purple mists;

Their tails swayed as heads shook like ferocious beasts, intimidating and fierce like mythic lions.

The battle was intensified by all these perils.

Thunder rumbled faintly, fog enshrouded everything.

Continent against the open sky.

The fierce battle lasted three days, intertwined for three days.

From the heavens to the earth, among the mountains and within the waters.

It wasn't until both sides were exhausted that they finally parted.

A count was taken.

Originally, the South Shore had 217 Loose Immortals and Demons, now only 46 remained.

The North Shore had 302 True Immortals, now only a meager 42 survived.

The bloodshed was extreme.

The battle drove all Immortals into madness, as if losing their senses and muddled minds. Had they not been exhausted, the carnage might have been even worse, with more dead and injured.

But ultimately, they were weary.

Zhang Yang's side all retreated to the Golden Pavilion Peak.

Everyone was exhausted.

Looking at the others, led by Taixu Ancestor, the surviving member of the Xiongshi Ridge 'Seven Cultivation Swords', 'Chi Su Sword' Wu Song, looked pale and sorrowful. After paying respects with a bow to Zhang Yang and voicing some resentful words, he said, "After such a battle, the Four Sects are no longer formidable. Brother Zhang, once we have recuperated, let us strike decisively and eradicate the Four Sects entirely!"

Zhang Yang heard this,

He turned his head to look at the forty-some True Immortals on the field, seeing some were weary, some hesitant in battle, yet others filled with rage and soaring battle spirit.

Zhang Yang took a deep breath and said gravely, "This is truly a once in a millennium opportunity, we must annihilate the True Immortals of the Four Sects in one fell swoop. Avenge our blood feud and restore clarity to the mortal realm!"

Upon hearing these words,

The assembly of True Immortals set aside all other thoughts, crying out in unison—

"Annihilate the Four Sects!"

"Avenge our blood feud!"

"Restore clarity to the mortal realm!"

Zhang Yang nodded.

Their hearts were in his grasp.

...

"This is indeed an autumn of existential crisis!"

The Golden Pavilion Peak stood united as one, while looking at Taoshan, the sight was desolate.

Returning to Taoshan,

They raised the Great Array to guard against external enemies.

Only then did the Four Sects of Taoshan find the time to tally their casualties.

But among the Four Sects, the True Immortals had been almost entirely wiped out. Especially in Taoshan, out of over a hundred True Immortals, now only Master Yuzhenzi and seven others survived, nearly complete annihilation.

Then looking to Snow Ridge, the North Sea, and Heaven Mountain Sects.

At the beginning, there were more than twenty True Immortals, most being figures on the level of Twelve Swordsmen or the Three Immortals and Three Elders of Taoshan.

Now,

Only one or two survived.

The Four Great Divine Monks of Snow Ridge, only Master Kong Jue maintained his life, while the other three Great Divine Monks and numerous True Immortal level experts all perished.

North Sea and Heaven Mountain Sects also fared similarly, with only two returnees each.

As for the Righteous Sect Loose Immortals, aside from the Four Great Loose Immortal leaders dying in battle, about thirty managed to escape with their lives.

However, over a hundred others were wounded or killed.

This battle was truly brutal.

The thirty surviving loose cultivators were all terrified, and of those that followed Master Yuzhenzi back to Taoshan, only mere seven or eight remained.

The situation was critical!

"Please quickly send orders to summon True Immortals from the mountain gate."

"I am going to request aid from the Immortality, so that the lineage of Taoshan is not severed here!"

Spoke Master Yuzhenzi to the five remaining True Immortals from the three sects including Master Kong Jue.

He promptly stood with Zhuo Jiuyang,

The former took out the Heavenly Gate,

While Zhuo Jiuyang took out the Heavenly Observation Mirror.

The two artifacts combined, the 'South Heavenly Gate' suddenly flung wide open.

...

Master Yuzhenzi attended to the matters at hand, waiting for a response.

Master Kong Jue and the others didn't hesitate, immediately sending orders back to their mountain gate requesting True Immortal reinforcements, and also sought assistance by reporting to their Ancestor Master.

Taoshan had been almost entirely wiped out of True Immortals, but the Heavenly Gate and Heavenly Observation Mirror remained intact.

However, Snow Ridge, Heaven Mountain, and North Sea Sects, the former two lost their Heavenly Observation Mirrors while the latter even lost their Heavenly Gate in the field. They urgently needed strong reinforcements or powerful magic artifacts to take them back.

Three days later.

Sects' True Immortals arrived first to assist. This time, they nearly completely mobilized, totaling two hundred eighty-seven True Immortals.

It seemed powerful,

But it was indeed the last resources of the Four Sects.

Moreover,_most of them were common True Immortals on the level of Three Calamities, even Nine Tribulations True Immortals were extremely sparse, 'Ten Tribulations' powerhouses were countable on one hand.

Faced with the assembly of loose cultivators on the Golden Pavilion Peak, everyone was uncertain.

Conversely on the Golden Pavilion Peak,

As Zhang Yang's feared reputation spread, accompanied by the shocking news of nearly exterminating the Taoshan Four Sects, 'White-haired Ancestor' Zhang Yang summoned far and wide, and all the observing loose cultivators and Demons converged there.

The most brutal battle had already passed.

Now seemed to be the time to reap the fruits of victory, none wanted to miss out.

For a time,

Over a hundred True Immortals gathered on the Golden Pavilion Peak.

This was nearly all the loose cultivators of the Little Shu Mountain Realm.

Mostly consisting of Demons, with mostly formidable strengths. However, there were no experts on the level of Taixu Ancestor, Zhang Yang's unparalleled leadership position remained unshakable.

As time progressed,

The atmosphere grew increasingly tense.

Taoshan Four Sects and the loose cultivators and Demons on the Golden Pavilion Peak faced off against one another, swords drawn and bows bent, a great battle on the brink of breaking out.

Taoshan's True Immortals held the advantage,

But lacking top fighters, and also wary of Zhang Yang, they evasively avoided combat and hesitated from showing themselves.

'Ling Kong Immortal Realm' was truly like an aloof shopkeeper, brimming with confidence, and paid little heed to the 'Little Shu Mountain Realm.'

Until the seventh day.

Ancestor Immortals from the outer 'Ling Kong Immortal Realm' finally responded—

Each Sect was granted ten pieces of Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts, all nearing the Quasi-Immortal Device level. As for Taoshan, even more, fifty-two True Immortals descended from the Immortal Realm, determined to stabilize the situation for Taoshan.

This move at least, drained two to three tenths of the foundations of the Four Sects in the Beihan snowy region.

Although the response was slow,

The stance was indeed firm.

However,

These descended True Immortals, stripped of their cultivation, would need at least fifty to sixty years of buffering, recultivation before they could reform their battle prowess.

Temporarily useful.

However, the combined forty top-end Magical Artifacts placed within the Little Shu Mountain Realm qualified as supreme treasures, potentially turning the tide of battle.

Thus,

"Kill!"

True Immortals from Taoshan went to battle again at Dragon Spring Mountain.

...

Two more days of bloody battle.

It was despairing to see that three hundred True Immortals and forty top Magical Artifacts still couldn't defeat the Golden Pavilion Peak. Many top Magical Artifacts were lost this time, and of the three hundred True Immortals, only fifty-six survived.

Left with no choice,

They could only seek further aid from the Immortals.

"Zhang the villain is at the end of his strong bow; Demons were heavily Casualties and couldn't last."

"One strike could settle this."

The Sect Leaders of the Four Sects vowed solemnly.

This time, Immortals responded more promptly.

Within half an hour,

Four Immortal Artifacts were dispatched from the Heavenly Gate.

The might of Immortal Artifacts was beyond Mortal comprehension. In the ]] hands of True Immortals, they could indeed be invincible in the mortal realm.

As for the Three Sects of Snow Ridge, aside from conferring Immortal Devices, they each also dispatched forty to fifty True Immortals to descend, determined to stabilize the situation in the Little Shu Mountain Realm.

"This settles it!"

"We must slay Zhang Yang!"

Master Yuzhenzi and others roared with high spirits as they emerged from Taoshan.

...

A day later.

The Four Sects returned utterly defeated once again.

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