Master Wanshi used the nine silver rings in his hands to fly and lock down the positions of the Nine Palaces, preventing the Five Elements from transitioning and fixing the Array in place.

Zen Master Yuanjue pointed his Zen Staff forward and took a step, arriving in an instant at the location where the dwarf was speaking, just in time to see the Ganoderma Immortal riding a Zhi Ma.

The Ganoderma Immortal patted the horse's head, intending to escape underground, but Zen Master Yuanjue had already pointed his finger, and a layer of Buddha Light surged from the ground, harder than steel and then he lifted his Purple Gold Bowl, from which burst forth a great amount of golden light.

The Ganoderma Immortal turned the horse's head, trying to flee, but was ensnared by the Buddha Light. The little horse was seen galloping furiously, but only at the original spot, unable to move even a tiny bit.

Zen Master Yuanjue said, "Come with me!"

Facing the Buddha Light, the Ganoderma Immortal replied to Zen Master Yuanjue, "You monk are going to have bad luck!"

As he spoke, he spat out a pair of Golden Spears.

Those were bestowed to him by Shi Feiyang on the Golden Ship, who over the past five years had taught him to refine them with Immortal Law, and he was already capable of wielding them.

In truth, the Ganoderma Immortal was also a millennia-old Great Demon. Being a Plant Spirit, its body was weak. Initially, it had no Divine Soul to speak of, not even comparable to birds and beasts, and less than insects, only slightly better than inanimate objects that had gained sentience over time.

But over thousands of years, by gathering Sun Essence and Moonlight, it had managed to amass quite a bit of mana. There's always a flip side to everything. After its cultivation, its mind was tranquil and its heart ethereal, rarely facing Demon Tribulations. It did not suffer from the myriad thoughts and confusions that constantly plagued humans, whose worries were endless. The Ganoderma Immortal had slowly amassed a depth of cultivation and its progress in cultivation was also bold and rapid.

Now it had formed its Lifebound Primordial Pill and had cultivated those Golden Spears to the level of a Sword Immortal's Flying Sword. At this moment, let loose, they transformed into two Golden Rainbows, side by side, stabbing towards Zen Master Yuanjue.

Seeing that he could wield a sword, and with quite adept skills, Zen Master Yuanjue was surprised. He did not dare take it lightly, so he summoned his own Flying Sword to meet the attack, intending to suppress it before capturing it with the Purple Gold Bowl.

Suddenly, a smooth, youthful voice came from the sky, "Who's this demon monk, who dares to rob others of their possessions in broad daylight!"

With that shout, a milky sword light descended from the sky, like a swift flash out of thin air, aimed straight for Zen Master Yuanjue's bald head.

Zen Master Yuanjue, experienced and savvy, swayed his body and shifted several yards back using the Shaqing Immortal Skill of the Emei Sect.

Then, another similar sword light shot horizontally from a distance, not aiming for Zen Master Yuanjue but for the Purple Gold Bowl, and the sword light that had descended from above also shifted aside, changing its target.

A vertical and a horizontal strike, the two sword lights crossed over each other, disappearing as quickly as they had appeared like lightning.

With a "clang," the Purple Gold Bowl that was suspended in the air and enshrouding the Ganoderma Immortal in golden light was cut into four pieces by the two Immortal Sword's cross slash, falling towards the ground.

Afterward, a young man in red robes descended diagonally from the sky, handsome with clear features and fair complexion. It was Zhu Changyuan, holding a bunch of herbs in his right hand while gesturing with his left to recall the double swords, elegantly landing on the ground.

The Ganoderma Immortal used the pair of Golden Spears to fend off Zen Master Yuanjue's Flying Sword. As they clashed, a myriad of sparks flew, and feeling the sword's sinking and heavy momentum, he did not dare to underestimate his opponent and called out urgently, "Brother Yuan, save me!"

Over the past five years, Zhu Changyuan had grown tall and imposing. He commanded authority even when speaking softly, and he sharply chided, "Demon monk!" With an extending finger, two Pure Yang Immortal Swords flew out, aiming for Zen Master Yuanjue's flanks.

Zen Master Yuanjue had his Zen Staff fly up, its nine rings clanging, spinning and dancing in the air to parry the double swords.

His right hand directed his Flying Sword, heavily pressing against the Ganoderma Immortal's Golden Spears, while his left hand manipulated the Zen Staff, defending against Zhu Changyuan's double Flying Swords. Between attack and defense, he was poised to advance or retreat, a picture of impenetrable defense.

Seeing Zhu Changyuan's extraordinary potential, rare even within the Emei Sect, he said, "With such a fine root bone, it's a pity to follow the wrong path and enter the ranks of the alien, ..."

Hearing his disrespect for Shi Feiyang, Zhu Changyuan's anger flared, "What proper path have you, a demon monk? A Buddhist man who stooped to stealing from others! Today is an extraordinary circumstance, I don't have time to entangle with you. If you want to live, quickly leave. Otherwise, you will leave your life behind!"

Zen Master Yuanjue never took such a junior seriously. He released ten thousand streams of Buddha Light, like a golden mountain of light encapsulating Zhu Changyuan, and then hurled a string of Prayer Beads from his hand.

Though they seemed like ordinary Buddhist prayer beads, they were actually crafted through the Daoist Taiqing Immortal Technique. Each bead could emit Taiqing Divine Light.

After the Prayer Beads flew out, they formed a circle, dazzling as they descended to encircle the Ganoderma Immortal and Zhi Ma in its midst.

Seeing him still trying to capture the Ganoderma Immortal, Zhu Changyuan shrugged his shoulders, sprouting a pair of black Dragon Scale wings from his back. The wings spanned over three yards wide as they unfurled, and with a flutter, 360 Heavenly Feather Arrows shot out.

Each arrow brought with it a spark, like arrows in battle shot amidst clashing armies, whooshing through the air with black light piercing through, sparks flying everywhere, continuously striking the mountainous golden Buddha Light.

Initially, the golden Buddha Light was like a cliff, the black Feathered Arrows incessantly being deflected, sparks covering the light shield above, forming a Milky Way-like sprawling curtain of starlight.

But soon, the light mountain started to dent and crack. Zen Master Yuanjue was still casting, his mouth emitting Divine Light in an attempt to repair it.

Zhu Changyuan, hands forming a spell, furiously pumped his wings. The black Feathered Arrows sped up even more, and in a blink, the massive mountain of light crumbled, disintegrating into a sky filled with golden light, resembling a mountain avalanche.

"Not good!" Zen Master Yuanjue hastily used the Shaqing Immortal Technique to fly backwards, while protecting himself with the Zen Staff, but the 360 Heavenly Feather Arrows came at him like a violent storm. The Zen Staff was instantly reduced to slag, and the Taiqing Divine Light, which lasted for a few seconds, was also shattered.

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