Daoist Master Of Qing Xuan Chapter 248 - So It Was You

Chapter 248 - So It Was You

Huang Longzi's dragon body vibrated; his dragon whiskers stood sharply as spears, and his aura was impressive. His spiritual pressure dispersed, and endless Huang Water was manifested out of thin air. Some of the prawn soldiers and crab generals were rolled into the Huang Water, and they were devoured completely with only minimum remnants left behind. It was a shocking sight.
This supernatural power was known as "Real Trial of Red Water". Back in ancient times, the God was angered and a massive amount of water befell to destroy everything. This was considered as the ultimate calamity, and in the legends of every clan, there were records about a devastating flood.
Because it came from above, hence it was unavoidable. At most, one could try to survive in secrecy by relying on instruments that could ward off calamities.
This Real Trial of Red Water was similar to the great flood; the Trial of Red Water befell onto the world, most would end up being killed and their Dao would perish.
The devastating flood could destroy all lives in the world. This was why when the Real Trial of Red Water was engaged; even the wishes of the masses could not tame Huang Longzi anymore. There was no choice but to let Huang Longzi have his way.
The red body of water rolled towards the sky, and the dragon charged at the colorful cloud in the air.
Huang Longzi was overcome by murderous intent; he would make anyone who got in his way pay a hefty price.
The red-colored water gleam enveloped the dragon body, and it gave off an indefeasible aura.
The colorful cloud gave way, and a lady dressed in dragon robe appeared. Her features were sharp. She produced a huge patch of light with her hands, and it was at least a thousand feet long. It was as though a long spear had come from beyond the sky, and it immediately charged towards the Red Water.
At the same time, a glorious shadow emerged behind the Empress. It was the Daoist look of the Indestructible Immortal Body. Just as the ancient Saint Tianzi who encountered feral beasts that ran loose when he was managing his realm, and he decided to stop the beasts with brute force in order to save the spiritual beings from being harmed.
The thousand feet light was extremely solid. It could crush through small hills effortlessly. Though, the Trial of Water produced by Huang Longzi was unexpectedly strong. The light was trapped within it the moment it made contact.
In the end, Huang Longzi opened its dragon mouth and bared its white teeth. With just a bite, it broke the light into half. The Empress could not help but grumble in dissatisfaction.
Indeed, the difference in their mana was huge. She could not have taken him down with just her power.
Within moments, a piece of jade appeared in the Empress' hand. It was the imperial jade seal of the Zhou Dynasty. It seemed to be a real dragon too, and clouds started forming around it. Golden flames were sparking from the imperial jade seal.
Initially, the imperial jade seal did not have such supernatural power. However, Shen Lian had channeled it.
At a corner amidst the river water, a temple had appeared out of nowhere. The sign on the door said "God of Qingshui River". Shen Lian was in the temple and he held a wooden sword in his hand. He was worshipping the Daoist astral deities. He mumbled strings of incantations and then obscure chants.
The chants were known as the "Jishen Chants". As Shen Lian spewed out the divine chants, countless mystical river water flowed into the area on the side. The water flowed along with the current and rippled through both upper and lower stream.
Steams were coming out of the top of Shen Lian's head, and these were extremely solid mana. All of them were poured into the mystical river water, and together they flowed throughout the Qingshui River.
Eventually, the mystical river water that flowed into the river had become countless words of spell, and they were giving off sounds that no one could understand. At the same time, the spiritual beings who lived in the Qingshui River heard a ringing sound in their head, and it was getting progressively intense.
A lot of fish spewed bubbles and leaped out of the water. Some curious fish swallowed the words of spell floating on the surface of the river, and something about them seemed different.
More words of spell floated over to the mountain gate of the Qingjiang Sword Sect, and they levitated upwards in the end. They merged with the golden flames of the imperial jade seal, and a gigantic golden dragon flew out of the imperial jade seal.
At the same time, the golden flames set the Empress' body on fire and she turned into a ball of golden light. Eventually, she merged with the golden dragon and became a part of it. The golden dragon glanced at the yellow dragon beneath it with pride and detachment.
The gaze was identical to that of the Empress.
There were constantly words of spell floating into the body of the golden dragon, and its aura was getting stronger and stronger.
When faced with this, Huang Longzi should have rushed over immediately. However, someone had buried Sword of Heart in the light that he had bitten earlier. His bier was being ambushed. Despite the lack of significant detrimental effect, he was lagging behind due to bouts of dizzy spells.
Such impressive Sword of Heart Technique was not something that could be operated by the Qingjiang Sword Sect or the Empress.
Huang Longzi laughed and the roars of the dragon were loud. "How dare you go against my will when you are merely an illusionary dragon," he roared.
The Trial of Water continued to roll over, and the great tides threatened to destroy the entire landscape.
The golden dragon collided with Huang Longzi's Trial of Water, and the roaring sound vibrated through the mountains. The echo was followed by an endless string of thunders.
A yellow dragon and a golden dragon started battling against each other in the air.
The endless words of spell accompanied the rolling murky tides.
The words of spell that were constantly instilled into the golden dragon helped to elevate its aura.
Huang Longzi did not notice that the words of spell did not only make their way into the golden dragon but had found their way into the Trial of Water as well.
Yanxu frowned and thought to himself, "Who was helping her with the bestowment?"
Huang Longzi commanded the Water Clan and triggered a great flood. He had killed countless spiritual beings in the process and had committed the sin of killing. The golden dragon would be doing a meritorious deed by getting rid of him. If the golden dragon managed to snatch over the blood of the real dragon, it would be able to form a real dragon body. With the help of the Bestowment Technique, it could become the Dragon King of the thirty-thousand-miles river basin. With its great mana, it could enjoy the endless worship of the spiritual beings, could command the clouds and rain and could act on behalf of the Heavens.
Despite that, the Empress would enter into the path of Shen from now on, but she would be in control of the thirty-thousand-miles river basin. With this as her protection, not even the land immortals could do anything to her.
The root of all these was the words of a spell that floated all over the air. Someone was using the technique and was performing the bestowment.
The imperial jade seal overpowered the real dragon, and the words of spell had the force of bestowment. The Empress was giving her all.
With his mind, Yanxu sent over thousands of demons to invade the river basin.
Before the result of the battle between Huang Longzi and the Empress was determined, through the eyes of a demon, he saw a temple that was the source of the words of spell about three hundred miles away. Before he could figure things out, the demon was killed by sword aura.
"So it was you," Yanxu smiled as he thought to himself.
He looked at the two dragons fighting against each other in the air, and he transformed into a ray and was headed towards the temple of the "God of Qingshui River".
Shen Lian who was in the temple of the God of Qingshui River ceased worshipping the Daoist astral deities immediately, and his gaze was clear. A sword gleam manifested itself and took out a demon who was prying on him. He stopped with his incantations and sighed, "There is only so much a human could plan. Whether it will work out or not, it is entirely up to the Gods then. I will have to entrust the remaining with you."
Taking over the task of bestowment at the thirty-thousand-miles river basin from the Heavens would doubtlessly come with trials.
Huang Longzi was the Empress' trial, and the owner of the demon would be Shen Lian's trial.
The sun was setting in the west, and the remaining ray colored the river water. At the edge of the river water, there was no way that one could see the opposite bank. The surface of the river was smooth, and the river water flowed gently as the ripples reflected the ray.
Yanxu was dressed in white, a shade that was akin to the clouds. He descended from the sky and stood right in front of the temple of the God of Qingshui River. He walked on the beach in a carefree manner, and he stared at the temple casually. It was empty inside.
The remnants of the setting sun were akin to blood, and it had dyed the entire beach red.
Yanxu walked over step by step, and his alert mind seemed to have noticed something. He raised his head and looked at the roof of the temple. Prior to this, he did not notice that someone was standing there. The person was dressed in green Daoist robe, and it seemed like a green body of calming water.
Shen Lian stood at the rooftop and stared hard at Yanxu. This was the Guangqing disciple who accompanied Huang Longzi, and Shen Lian had noticed him collecting Qi of blood and devilry in secret earlier. He looked down on this person, and at the same time, looked down on Guangqing.
However, he did not expect the expert who had pried on Shen Lian through the eyes of the demon to be him. Shen Lian was surprised.
Ever since he cultivated the Tongtian Skill, he could predict fortunes and misfortunes. His sharp senses told him that this was an impressive character, but he was unsure what was so impressive about the Guangqing disciple that he was facing now.
The person's mana vibrations definitely had not reached the state of Huandan. His Qi of Dao was refined, which showed that he had great potential. He had also cultivated the Dao formula of an authentic Xuanmen.
However, it would be ridiculous to think that this person was capable of causing Shen Lian trouble.
Yanxu stopped at a hundred feet away from Shen Lian. At this distance, even Zuo Shaoqing could attack within an instance and it would be hard to dodge away, what more Shen Lian.
Shen Lian did not attack.
It was not because that the Bestowment Technique had drained more mana than he initially expected and he was not at his peak form anymore. It was just that the person felt familiar, and he was giving off a dangerous vibe.
Yanxu smiled as he sized Shen Lian up. With the power of his sight, he could tell Shen Lian's level of cultivation with just a glance.
Of course, he did not strike too. He understood the foundation of Qing Xuan, and Shen Lian being the chief would definitely have plenty of good items with him.
Both of them stared at each other. Shen Lian felt that this was beneficial for him, as his mana started traveling in his acupoints, and the spiritual medicine that he had consumed earlier was kicking in. The mana he had depleted was being replenished at a quick rate.
The endless Qi of heaven and earth rushed into Shen Lian's body the way the rivers would return to the sea. A night breeze blew past, and Shen Lian's hair danced along with it. His fluttering sleeves was contrasted with his calm gaze, and it showed how indescribably proud he was.
Yanxu spoke first. "I did not expect Shen Zhenren of Qing Xuan to be so sneaky. Since you are here, why don't you make your presence known? Why are you operating the techniques in secrecy?" He spoke.
Shen Lian frowned and did not reply. He cut off his connection with the Qi of heaven and earth. Black gas was coming out of his acupoints, and the clear sword gleam extinguished the black gas. At the same time, cries could be heard in the air. That was the last of the resentment of the resentful spiritual beings being taken out by him.
Shen Lian's gaze was calm and the incident did not bring emotions to his face. "So you have infiltrated Guangqing Sect," he spoke quietly.
Demonic thoughts were secretly mixed into the Qi that he absorbed earlier. If Shen Lian had been careless, he would be a piece of meat at Yanxu's mercy now. This was how he recognized Yanxu.
Despite knowing that Yanxu most likely was alive, he did not expect him to have infiltrated into Guangqing that had five land immortals within it.
The demon earlier led Shen Lian to think that it was a cultivator who was cultivating a strange Dharma. However, when he sensed the demonic thoughts that were invading his body, he recognized Yanxu immediately.
Yanxu was not surprised at all. He looked at Shen Lian with a hint of playfulness on his face; it was as though he was looking at an interesting toy. Moreover, those below the rank of a land immortal would not be able to do anything to him now.