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Under the fierce exchange, Yan Zhen and the others suffered some injuries due to their lower cultivation level. Zuo Dao, however, remained unscathed thanks to the presence of his Divine Body. Cui Yongshang, observing the situation, realized that among the six of them, Zuo Dao was the strongest or perhaps had the best defense.
The power within his Golden Core surged again, enveloping him in a golden glow. As a Gold Element Cultivator, Cui Yongshang possessed an incredibly deep reservoir of gold-based energy. The Great Chaos Golden Hand and Taibai Star Sword were merely parts of his offensive techniques. As a Peak Master, he was well-versed in most spells available within the Immortal Sect.
However, his primary focus was on the Eternal Life Codex, a family heirloom said to have been authored by an immortal. It was rumored that mastering it could lead one to ascend to immortality, although he had never heard of anyone from his family achieving such a feat.
With the Eternal Life Codex fueling him, even a single sword strike or palm thrust became significantly more powerful.
Zuo Dao could sense that Cui Yongshang's momentum was continuously rising, and for the first time, he felt a sense of seriousness wash over him. He admired his opponent's restraint; Cui Yongshang fought with a steady demeanor and would not recklessly charge forward.
The Six Harmonies Azure Dragon formation was limited by their own strength; while their offensive capabilities were not particularly impressive, their defense was quite solid, successfully blocking several attacks from their opponent.
The battle raged on as the three Golden Core True Persons on the sidelines waited for an opportunity to strike. However, they dared not rush into the fray; although the Six Harmonies Azure Dragon could not handle Cui Yongshang effectively, they posed an absolute threat to these early-stage Golden Core cultivators.
At this moment, Cui Yongshang was also injured. It was quite embarrassing for a Pinnacle of Golden Elixir Zhenren to be unable to deal with just a few cultivators. More importantly, he knew that outside there were still a group of Ancient Ancestors watching closely; the one wielding a Celestial Artifact had yet to make an appearance.
He had already sent word back to his family. Until reinforcements arrived, he absolutely could not kill any of these six individuals.
After receiving news from Cui Yongshang, Cui Yuan contemplated whether he should head to Mount Hua Immortal Gate. He did not care much for Cui Yongshang's fate; what mattered most was how to better exploit this situation. The secrets of the Immortal Sect were not known solely by his family. If things went too poorly, he could not guarantee that other families would not take advantage of it.
Cui Yongshang eased his offensive, but easing did not mean letting up; his attacks continued relentlessly with great force, causing the air around them to crackle. The six did not fall behind; Zuo Dao noticed that although their opponent's attacks were fierce, the rhythm had slowed considerably. They could afford to drag things out, but they could not afford to do so themselves.
If it were just Zuo Dao alone, he would not have minded; however, with the Six Harmonies Azure Dragon linking them together, Yan Zhen and others began showing signs of fatigue. The adverse effects of using techniques beyond their level finally manifested.
They could not continue dragging this out. Zuo Dao decided to create distance from his opponent; he had resolved to confront Cui Yongshang alone.
"Senior Brother, Great Luo Five Elements Shielding Formation."
With that command, he retracted the Six Harmonies Azure Dragon battle attire, causing the entire formation to collapse instantly. Yan Zhen and others did not understand why Zuo Dao made this decision but quickly followed his instructions.
A Dao Sword energy struck Zuo Dao directly, forcing him back repeatedly. He could block the attack but could not negate the force generated in between.
A figure flickered in the air, and as Yan Zhen and the others formed their formation, Zuo Dao intercepted all attacks, paying the price of his robe being battered to the point of being unable to cover him, but fortunately, he remained clothed.
"Stop."
Zuo Dao unleashed a punch, the force rapidly amplifying as it surged toward his opponent. The speed was so great that it seemed to cause the air itself to explode. Within his unsealed Divine Body, Divine Patterns flowed, their power so immense that even Cui Yongshang felt as if a ferocious beast was charging directly at him.
The Great Chaos Golden Hand struck again. The pride of the Golden Core True Person did not deter him; fists and palms collided in mid-air, shattering the void and revealing a patch of pitch-black vacuum.
Cui Yongshang's eyes widened in shock. When did Qi Practitioners become capable of such formidable attacks? Zuo Dao paid no mind to this; he simply continued to unleash punch after punch, as if he were practicing as usual.
Countless fist imprints filled the air, striking toward Cui Yongshang like a net.
If one punch was already this powerful, how much more so were the hundreds of fist imprints in the air? The Great Luo Golden Body and Taibai Star Sword swung repeatedly to intercept. The area where they fought seemed to have been plowed by a tremendous force, littered with cracks, shattered stones, and broken trees.
Nie Yuan and the other three Golden Core True Persons from Ling Peak charged forward to kill Yan Zhen and the others but were pushed back by the residual waves of this assault.
In just a few breaths, the two had exchanged hundreds of blows. Zuo Dao felt increasingly at ease with each strike; powerful energy flowed within him, and his control over that power became more intuitive. Caught up in the excitement of battle, Zuo Dao let out a long howl.
"Human-Faced Peach Blossom."
For the first time, the Human World Fist Technique revealed its beauty before the world. Petals of peach blossoms appeared in mid-air, transforming the entire peak into a floral paradise. In the midst of it all, two figures—a man and a woman—danced among the flowers, their gazes toward Zuo Dao filled with tenderness, kindness, concern, and expectation. Zuo Dao stared at these two figures in a daze and murmured,
"Father, Mother." Although he knew it was his Cultivation Method causing this vision, he couldn't help but call out.
"Immortal arts? How could your Qi Practitioner possess immortal arts? I don't believe it," Cui Yongshang panicked completely.
As Zuo Dao delivered this punch, it felt as if countless primordial beasts had locked onto him. The immense pressure caused his internal magical energy to stagnate.
This was definitely not the power of a Spell; he had seen Nascent Soul Ancestors strike before. Even a Nascent Soul-level Cultivator could not generate such overwhelming pressure.
The entire ground was covered in peach blossoms, a spectacle only achievable through celestial arts, creating an overwhelming pressure. All spells were mere trifles in the face of such divine magic.
No longer holding back, Cui Yongshang erupted forth. Amidst the sea of peach blossoms, he finally revealed his ultimate power, a force stronger than the Golden Core but weaker than the Nascent Soul level surged from him.
"Break for me!!!"
The surge of his nascent energy could not change anything. Just as he shouted out the celestial spell, the gaze of a pair of figures in the flower sea turned toward him.
Silent yet merciless, as Cui Yongshang felt their eyes sweep over him, a chill rose from his heart. Brutality, ruthlessness, mockery, and anger were what he perceived in their gaze.
The Great Luo Golden Hand was shattered by the petals, and the Taibai Star Sword trembled in his grip. The rain of flowers was too dense; Cui Yongshang's attacks bore no fruit. The petals fell upon him without causing harm, merely sinking into his body.
Cui Yongshang felt a wave of cold wash over him. When his attack was crushed, he did not expect that the true assault of the petals would be internal.
With each petal that entered his body, he could feel his vitality and magical power diminishing. How could the opponent's attack affect his lifespan and magical energy? What kind of celestial art was this? Was this truly celestial magic?
Cui Yongshang was soon engulfed by the sea of flowers.
Within the Gathering of Immortals Hall, a group of Nascent Soul Ancestors and Golden Core True Persons lost their usual composure and grace as Zuo Dao unleashed the Human-Faced Peach Blossom.
"Celesital magic!" Grand Elder Feng Xiangfeng exclaimed in shock.
"Mind gives rise to intention, intention transforms into reality; this is not celestial magic," another Grand Elder, Li Jun, interjected before suddenly exclaiming again.
"No, it is celestial magic."
Before everyone, a Light Screen displayed everything happening on Ling Peak in real-time.
At that moment, as the petals scattered away, Cui Yongshang was revealed at the center.
At this moment, Cui Yongshang stood there with his eyes closed and a smile on his face, completely still. A gust of wind swept through the peak, brushing against him, and he seemed to dissolve into the air like dust, vanishing into the ground.
"The law of time is undoubtedly a form of celestial magic. When he dissipated, it was as if he had existed in this world for countless years," Li Jun continued, his voice trembling slightly.
The Golden Core True Persons were stunned by the scene before them. If it were them, they would likely disappear from the world just like Cui Yongshang, leaving not a trace behind.
Among them, the Dominion Sword Peak Master and the Purple Gold Peak Master were the most affected; they were drenched in sweat without even realizing it, while the other Peak Masters cast curious glances at them.
Only the Drunken Old Man remained unfazed, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.
The several Nascent Soul Ancestors quickly regained their composure and simultaneously turned their gazes toward the Drunken Old Man.
At that moment, the Drunken Old Man finally sensed something was off, feeling as if he were being scrutinized by several lecherous eyes, making him uncomfortable all over.
"Don't look at me; I have no idea where that kid learned it from."
Suddenly, an idea struck Jiang Chuan's mind, and he blurted out.
"Reflection Cliff."
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