Chapter 390 - 388: Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan

Chapter 390: Chapter 388: Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan

The Dharma Aspect Sect was so proactive in this matter of demon extermination for two reasons. First, Riding Deer Arhat’s lineage had a long tradition of vanquishing demons and upholding Wei Dao.

Second, the Tianhe Sword Sect had lost the Sea-Spanning Purple Gold Beam, so it was the perfect opportunity for the Dharma Aspect Sect to take the lead on this matter.

It seemed like a thankless task that would come at a great cost.

But if they succeeded, the Dharma Aspect Sect, as the leading Sect, would instantly gain a huge amount of prestige.

Prestige born from the hearts of the people was a strange thing. It wasn’t always useful, but you often couldn’t do without it.

The Dharma Aspect Sect wanted to surpass the No-Life Sect and become the true number one Sect in the Northern Domain, but it was difficult to determine a winner through ordinary means.

Only by seizing the opportunity in an unforeseen event like this could the Dharma Aspect Sect’s image invisibly surpass that of the No-Life Sect.

"The Peak Master of Celestial Punishment Peak is a figure of immense stature; he wouldn’t be deployed so readily... The leader this time is Fellow Daoist Meng Kang, a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator. He will be accompanied by the Infinite Ship."

Riding Deer Arhat raised his white eyebrows and gazed at the boundless Zengguang Immortal City.

Tier Four Arrays were interlinked, one after another. No matter which direction an attack came from, it would set off a chain reaction.

Most of an attack’s power would be nullified, and any remaining force would be channeled and dispersed by the restrictions.

"I’ve heard of Great True Monarch Meng’s Nine Chapters of Celestial Constitution even in the Southern Domain. Its power is unparalleled... But that scoundrel Du Heng is hiding inside the Immortal City, using the power of its arrays. With just one Great True Monarch, can he really be dealt with?"

It wasn’t as if Blood God Son hadn’t fought a Late-Stage Nascent Soul Great True Monarch before. Back then, he hadn’t even completed the Refinement of the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword.

Facing a Great True Monarch, he could only parry. In the end, he had to rely on the unique properties of his Hundred Demons Blood Sea Technique, transforming his body into thousands of Blood Shadows to escape unscathed.

However, with a Tier Five Flying Sword in hand, the situation was completely different.

’He didn’t believe that the Late-Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator he had encountered back then could gain any advantage against him now.’

’If I can do it,’ he thought, ’there’s no reason Du Heng—who wields a Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure and has refined a True Demon Avatar—can’t do the same.’

Besides, Du Heng wasn’t even taking the initiative to attack; he was just defending his home turf. No matter how powerful Meng Kang was, he alone was likely not enough to breach Zengguang Immortal City.

"Rest assured, the Infinite Ship is one of the Moral Sect’s top-tier warships, a weapon of conquest. It’s equipped with a Tier Four Array and dozens of offensive and defensive restrictions. It’s practically a mobile Mountain Gate... Furthermore, to crusade against an Ancient Demon, the Taixu Dao Soldiers of Celestial Punishment Peak will surely be deployed."

Riding Deer Arhat had dealt with the Moral Sect for hundreds of years. He knew exactly what the deployment of that man and that ship signified.

"The Ancient Demon Inheritance from Burial Immortal Valley is a grave concern for the Moral Sect. The Taixu Dao Soldiers might not be deployed in their entirety, but at least half of them will come... And this time, Fellow Daoist Meng has brought out the Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan, one of the Five Treasures of Heaven. With this Treasure holding down the fort, it will be enough."

"The Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan? The one that is said to gather all the flames under heaven and smelt all of creation?"

Blood God Son’s eye twitched, and his grip on the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword tightened.

"Indeed. With this demon-quelling Supreme Treasure in hand, what does a mere True Demon Holy Body amount to!"

Riding Deer Arhat flicked the Buddha Beads in his hand, his words filled with confidence in the Moral Sect.

Sky Fire, Stone Fire, Wood Fire, Samadhi Fire, and Human Fire. It was called the Five Fires, but it was actually a combination of dozens of True Flames and several Celestial Fires.

Only then, when the Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan was unleashed, would one see a hundred flames soar into the air, painting the sky a uniform color and filling it with crimson light.

The Treasure Fan was also adorned with a Phoenix True Feather, a Cyan Simurgh True Feather, Immortal Crane True Feathers, a Peacock True Feather, Golden Crow True Feathers, True Feathers of the Swan, and Owl’s True Feathers—seven types of Divine Bird Feathers.

All of these True Feathers came from Tier Five Divine Birds, and there were even two exceptionally dazzling True Feathers that came from Void Refining Level birds.

As a Top-Grade Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure, the Five-Fire Seven-Bird Fan had an illustrious combat record and had established a formidable reputation with every appearance, earning its place among the Five Treasures of Heaven.

"That would be for the best. After killing Du Heng, I still need to find a certain Core Formation True Man who schemed to lure my junior brother into a trap... If he knows what’s good for him, he’ll kill himself to end it now. It’ll save him from a fate worse than death when I find him."

Blood God Son gazed north, a dense, indelible crimson color swirling in the depths of his eyes.

"I hope you will not involve innocent people, Fellow Daoist, nor create unnecessary slaughter."

Riding Deer Arhat put his palms together and recited a Buddhist chant.

"How dare you flaunt such paltry power before my gates!"

The Dharma Aspect Sect’s few remaining warships had been bombarding the walls of Zengguang Immortal City with round after round from their Thunderlight Cannons, finally provoking an enraged roar.

A thousand-zhang-tall demon shadow that touched the sky appeared and slapped down with a palm from above, stirring up boundless, stormy waves of power.

The warships were like tiny skiffs tossed on a vast sea, on the verge of capsizing at any moment. The Defense Restrictions were as fragile as paper before the giant palm, and the entire ship groaned as if being crushed.

Riding Deer Arhat hurriedly threw out the Buddha Beads in his hand. They transformed into twelve rings of light, and within each ring, countless Novice Monks chanted scriptures and prayed devoutly.

The rings of light barely managed to hold back the giant palm, but five Demon Flood Dragons then emerged from between the fingers, twisting their draconic bodies as they spewed Demon Flame at the warships.

Tota Arhat and Flower-Picking Arhat exchanged a look. The Treasure Pagoda flew upside down to cover the warship, while the other Arhat’s Treasure Wheel flew out and viciously smashed a Demon Flood Dragon to the ground.

Another giant palm slowly rose, and the various profound lights from the Immortal City’s arrays gathered upon it.

The mere gesture of preparing to strike created the atmosphere of an impending storm, of dark clouds descending to crush a city. The pressure alone forced the twelve rings of light to sink by dozens of feet.

Without a word, Blood God Son slapped the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword he held to his chest. A flash of blood-red light appeared, severing the giant palm in two.

The demon shadow in mid-air howled in pain and shot him a venomous glare as its Celestial and Earthly Demon Body gradually dissipated.

"Thank you for your assistance, Fellow Daoist. Otherwise, we would have certainly lost several more Buddha Ships."

Riding Deer Arhat flew back, casting an envious gaze at the blood-colored long sword.

The power of a Tier Five Flying Sword was terrifying indeed.

In a normal fight, he was confident he could fight Blood God Son to a standstill.

But the addition of a Tier Five Flying Sword to the battlefield was enough to change everything. He did not have the courage to block a strike from a Tier Five Flying Sword with his Protective Buddha Light.

A Tier Five Flying Sword that could be wielded freely was a Big Killing Artifact that even Nascent Soul Cultivators would do anything to avoid.

Blood God Son nodded slightly. A piercing pain shot through his fingertips. Glancing down, he saw something only he could see: countless threads of blood connecting his ten fingers to the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword.

His Essence Blood was being drawn through these blood threads and into the sword’s body, as payment for unsheathing the Tier Five Flying Sword.

At the same time, behind him, a long Blood River hidden in the void was continuously supplying him with an inexhaustible amount of blood.

However, for every bit of the Blood River he converted, the blood sigil on his back, hidden beneath his Daoist Robe, deepened, looking as if it were about to drip fresh blood.

After taking that hit, the Dharma Aspect Sect’s remaining warships retreated another hundred li.

Only a few Nascent Soul True Monarchs were left to monitor Du Heng’s movements, rendering the already-flawed blockade of Zengguang Immortal City completely useless.

With twelve city gates situated in all eight directions, how could they possibly blockade the Immortal City without an army of hundreds of thousands of cultivators and a sufficient number of High-Tier Cultivators?

The Dharma Aspect Sect decided to stop wasting their efforts. They simply kept an eye on Du Heng and waited for the main force of the Moral Army to arrive.

...

In Cold Crow Gorge, several Qi Refining Disciples were working together, climbing a perilous peak.

The cliff face was loose, and any foothold could be a cracked rock. One misstep, and they could fall to their deaths, becoming a pile of mashed flesh.

All of them had only Mid-Stage Qi Refining Cultivation. They were Outer Sect Disciples of the Qingfeng Sect and hadn’t been in the sect for long.

"Everyone, be careful. Use your staffs to probe the path... If you really run into danger, don’t panic. Use the Flying Talisman in your sleeve. It will let you levitate for a short time."

A horse-faced disciple, who seemed more experienced, was loudly imparting this advice.

"The ones who fell to their deaths in the past were the ones who panicked and didn’t even use their Life-Saving Talismans. Everyone, remember that!"

There were several other such teams in Cold Crow Gorge, each with their own duties, all working to survey the situation of this Tier Three Spirit Vein as quickly as possible.

There were also two Foundation Establishment Cultivators acting as leaders, flying in the air to map the terrain of Cold Crow Gorge while also keeping watch on their surroundings.