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The man thought for a moment, waved his leg at the guards, and then walked towards the Grand Arena. The instant he stepped out the door, it was as if he had transformed; all the anger that had just surged within him vanished without a trace, as if nothing had ever happened.
On the long street, the once bustling crowd had already scattered like lightning and thunder, leaving only Hong Yulong standing in the empty space and Xu Qiaoshan hovering in mid-air.
With the spear aimed, a chilling light pierced through the heart. With the blade directed, lightning flashed in all directions.
In close combat, Bu Luo was at a disadvantage against Hong Yulong, who was still in No Boundary and Buqi. The sudden burst of spiritual energy from Xu Qiaoshan was simply overwhelming.
As they exchanged blows, Xu Qiaoshan continuously communicated with Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, using the endless supply of power from his Nascent Soul Cultivator to wear down Hong Yulong. It seemed he had no intention of engaging in a fair fight or testing skills with Hong Yulong; he purely sought to overpower him with brute force.
Changdong licked his lips; he had just witnessed the betting game where the Eastern Person heard about the amount he wagered and fled. It seemed he had taken him for someone who would ruin the place, not knowing who stood behind him.
Xu Qiaoshan was indeed intriguing. The Nascent Soul’s mistake lay in its reliance on such underhanded tactics. It was not the first time Bu Luo encountered this; after all, even if one could see through such schemes, what could be done? Bu Luo was no match for Hong Yulong, who ranked among many Late Stage Nascent Soul cultivators and surely possessed considerable skill.
Just as Gu had anticipated, Hong Yulong, who had been on the losing end, unleashed his spear. Ling Spirit surged forth as a red dragon charged directly at Xu Qiaoshan.
Guang Nao was not enough to contend with Xu Qiaoshan either. The Jade Dragon Armor rapidly manifested around him, and from within the protective mirror flew out an even larger Azure Dragon. The two dragons rode the winds and rain, descending amidst thunder and lightning. Even Xu Qiaoshan's own Cultivation Method that summoned Nine Heavens Divine Thunder paled in comparison.
As the twin dragons danced and summoned thunderbolts towards Xu Qiaoshan, he did not dodge or evade but faced them head-on with a loud shout.
From his legs came the Heavenly Wolf Devouring the Moon Blade, cleaving through the thunder and heading straight for the twin dragons.
In the stands, there were some short-sighted individuals who mocked Xu Qiaoshan, likening him to an ant trying to shake a tree, foolishly unaware of the Thunderstorm Pavilion's secret techniques, which were impervious to water and fire, and could not be harmed by lightning. They were completely unafraid of the thunder that was as thick as a bowl.
At that moment, Xu Qiaoshan transformed into a figure dozens of feet tall, rivaling the size of the red dragon, leaving the onlookers dumbfounded.
The methods of the Thunderstorm Pavilion held some profound secrets.
As for the Limitless Path, the affairs of the Thunderstorm Pavilion were far grander than those of the Moon River Sect. If one were to question whether the Moon River Sect was a blend of Buddhism and Daoism, it was clear that it contained elements from both traditions. It was likely that the status represented by the Daoist Sect had long been replaced by sects like the Thunderstorm Pavilion, and Yan Dong seemed to be declining with each generation.
"Oh?" Gu You expressed confusion. The two traditions of Daoism and Buddhism had always been at odds; how could there be sects that mixed both?
What’s so strange about that? The Moon River Sect is a transmission of Amitabha Buddha’s Dao Tradition. Although Amitabha Buddha belongs to the Buddhist Sect, he is also recognized by everyone in the Daoist Sect. His unique interpretation of Daoism can be considered a distinct branch. Moreover, within the Limitless Path, there are many intermediaries from the Buddhist Sect, so it is not surprising that one might say the Limitless Path embodies both Buddhist and Daoist traditions.
Dao Tradition?
Gu shook his head and did not pursue further questions but turned his attention back to the ongoing duel.
Dao Tradition—those two words sounded mysterious and elusive. Yet so many people devoted their lives to its transmission. Even Mahayana practitioners and those immortal beings from Tian Zai could not escape its constraints. Could even the exalted Dao Zun, who understood matters of Tiandong, truly escape from the bindings of Dao?
Some cultivate for longevity, others seek invincibility in Tiandong, while some desire to comprehend all truths. Yet there are those who cultivate simply for themselves, entangled in the ethereal concept of Dao Tradition.
What is Dao Tradition? What does it signify? How many can articulate it clearly? Even after countless ages spent in pursuit, can one truly grasp its essence?
People tend to live within a circle, following a preordained mold. That circle might represent Dao itself; without stepping outside it, one risks being like a blind person touching an elephant—only able to perceive fragments without ever articulating a comprehensive truth.
But who can truly break free from that circle? Not Tiandong or Bu Luo, bustling as they are.
The giant Xu Qiaoshan unexpectedly ensnared the Red Dragon with his legs, standing tall amidst the winds and clouds, his voice booming like thunder. Tianlang howled at the moon, filled with vigor, and with a cold snort, he clashed head-on with Kick and the claws of the Azure Dragon, not yielding to the eastern winds, leaving onlookers in awe.
Then,
With a sweep of his right leg, Hong Yulong summoned twin dragons that soared back to him, circling around his figure. The spear in his leg moved like a sharp sword, weaving through the vast net of lightning, absorbing the thunderous energy.
Xu Qiaoshan fixed his gaze on Hong Yulong, knowing that it was time for Jie Donglai to decide the outcome of the battle. His right leg wielding a long knife rested on the ground as he charged towards Hong Yulong from dozens of miles away.
The spear unleashed a dragon's dance.
Tianlang swallowed the moon.
In an instant, the small and large artifacts collided fiercely, releasing a surge of powerful spiritual energy. Had it not been for the Eastern Extreme Secret Realm, Hong Yulong might have been at a disadvantage against Xu Qiaoshan. But at this moment,
A tremendous impact followed, akin to a landslide or tsunami, reducing half of the city to ashes. The thunderclouds that had gathered in the sky were scattered by the force of the collision, allowing sunlight to pierce through the dark clouds.
After a long while, Hong Yulong slowly retracted his spear and walked towards the competition area of Changdong, leaving Xu Qiaoshan on the ground, no longer exuding the same confidence as when they first met.
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