Chapter 354: Chapter 227: Family Ruin, Clan Annihilation

"The Upper Deity has abandoned me and left!"

Mr. Zhou Er’s heart and mind were violently stirred, like a stone crashing into a tranquil lake, rippling with waves visible to the naked eye.

He could hardly believe that after expending most of his cultivation and a hundred years’ worth of incense, he finally invited the Upper God Protector from the Six Viscera Temple.

The other party was unwilling to lend a helping hand!

Could it be?

Was I not devout enough?

Since joining the sect, I have prayed day and night, praising the Great Virtuous Meat Vajra.

I even accumulated a hundred years of rich incense, just one step away from advancing to the position of Squad Leader!

"The White Sun Sect? Before leaving, the Upper Deity mentioned the White Sun Sect... Who is the traitor?"

Mr. Zhou Er was bewildered and confused, with his Divine Soul nearly collapsing, losing the last means to escape, facing two Cyan Register Daoist Officials of Yihai County City, along with an unpredictable Cultivation Grandmaster.

He was like a fish on the chopping block, left to be slaughtered!

"Such audacious remnants of the White Sun Sect! Dare to act recklessly in public!"

Daoist Xuanji, seated at the altar, gazed directly at the bewildered Mr. Zhou Er, piercing and obliterating him with thunderous might embodied in his eyes!

Through the Grand Sacrificial Rites, the aura of this Zhi Xin Observatory Master kept rising, with Divine Soul Thoughts swelling, almost reaching the threshold of Ghost Immortal.

With a mere gesture, he freely controlled the surrounding 3,000 miles of mountains’ earth energy and rivers’ water energy in Yihai Prefecture.

The overwhelming pressure dispersed like a massive waterfall hanging in the sky, with thunder rumbling within, lightning dancing frenziedly!

To the eyes of ordinary folks, it seemed like the awe-inspiring might of heaven.

Instantly, many knelt down, calling out Immortal Lord!

"So this is the Daoist Official bestowed by the Dragon Court with the Cyan Register..."

Bai Qi couldn’t help but click his tongue, realizing that heterodox loose cultivators like Qi Yan and Lv Nan, even at the same realm, would find it difficult to withstand such power.

With such methods, Daoist Cultivators of the Fourth Realm falling into a large city, facing a Daoist Official bestowed with the Golden Seal by the Dragon Court.

It’s like a great mountain crushing an egg, easily ground into dust.

No wonder, all Daoist Cultivators aspire for positions in the Dragon Court, aside from legally and reasonably absorbing spiritual energy, they also possess the power of large formations, defeating loose cultivators of the same realm as if stamping out mere insects.

"I haven’t even used the ’Heavenly Vision and Earthly Hearing Technique’, and yet the remnants of the White Sun Sect hiding in Yihai Prefecture have jumped out on their own..."

As Daoist Xuanji’s thought moved, the torrential water energy of Sha Xue Lake gathered out of nowhere, like flood dragons with scales and claws flying wildly, greedily devouring Mr. Zhou Er’s scattered Divine Soul, then capturing it with secret techniques for later interrogation.

Moments later, he elevated layer by layer, like a watchful eye high in the heavens, transforming into a vertical eye as large as the sun and moon, overlooking the mortal realm, observing with meticulous detail.

Nourished by spiritual energy, his Divine Soul Thoughts swept through the city inch by inch, not neglecting even the high residences that had purchased protective talismans.

In an instant, his eyes reflected bursts of radiant brilliance, varying in length and color.

Most were dazzling and vibrant, like bright morning clouds.

"Many talents indeed, with Daoist Cultivation flourishing."

Daoist Xuanji sneered coldly, reportedly due to ten years ago, a person named Ninghai Zen crushed the Seventeenth Lineage.

Resulting in most of the main branch disciples of high businesses later turning to the path of Daoist Cultivation.

Today, through the Grand Sacrificial Rites, he observed the mountains and rivers, with vast Divine Soul overflow forming into clouds, mountains, rivers, and other strange scenes.

Among them, the Fire Element and Wood Element were particularly notable, raging fire waves and withered falling leaves crisscrossing.

All of these were students who entered the Daoist School, respectively comprehending Yuanyang Temple’s "Seven Refinements Nine Transformations Samadhi Fire Technique", and Zhi Xin Temple’s "Flower Shifting and Wood Connecting Great Method".

"Except for this person, no other remnants of the White Sun Sect sensed? It shouldn’t be like this! Although this person is at the Dao Skill Fourth Realm, his methods are mediocre, unlike top-tier individuals."

Daoist Xuanji saw the True Light Jade worn with him showing no signs of activity, while the vast Divine Soul continued its cyclical motion, like a flood dragon stirring clouds and rain.

Rumble—

Thunder rolled across the sky, scaring the city’s inhabitants into hiding indoors.

Electric serpents danced wildly, yin and yang clashing, creating scorching brilliance, making Yihai Prefecture as bright as day.

All surrounding gloom, filth, and evil energy were cleansed completely.

Even under the thousand large willow trees at Luoxia Dike, many insects and ants lurking in the soil were shaken to death.

Showing the fierce might of startling thunder awakening the insects.

"What grand prestige! Harnessing wind and thunder, like a rainbow spanning the sky!"

Seeing the immense Divine Soul in the ethereal void like a giant spirit, Bai Qi couldn’t help but want to say: 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

"This is how a man should be!"

Chen Xing gently massaged his brow, slightly relaxing his spirit:

"I never expected Daoist Xuanji to not only deeply cultivate the Wood Element Technique but also comprehend a Wood Thunder True Skill, truly remarkable."

Does Master dislike thunder?

The corner of Bai Qi’s eye caught as he carefully assisted Chen Xing while walking up to the second floor.

Despite Master’s physique as a Fourth-Training Martial Artist not needing such a gesture.

Yet as a junior, he couldn’t miss any chance to show respect.

"A match between equals! Brother Bai’s talent in this aspect is not inferior to his martial aptitude!"

Xu Zirong fell a step behind, could not help but grumble.

Unwilling to be left out, he quickly fetched a well-preserved chair, placing it behind Chen Xing, ensuring the instructor sat comfortably.

This chief of the Inheritance Hall never imagined that in terms of appeasing elders and respecting seniors, he would encounter such a formidable rival.

No wonder he’s the apprentice grandson with recognition!

Indeed, he knows how to progress!

"Noisy headache."

Chen Xing bent his elbow, resting against the chair, holding his head at an angle.

In the depths of his brow, he established a Spirit Platform, where Chen Yin, with flowing sleeves, sat peacefully, his Divine Soul Thoughts condensed into a point.