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Chapter 400 - 363: Why Don’t You Come and Pay Respects to This Seat?
Just as his fingertips were about to touch Qi Yun’s palm, at the very instant his guard was down and his guilt was at its peak!
A cool, fair hand suddenly landed on his left shoulder.
The touch was cool, yet it felt like Ten Thousand Years Profound Ice, instantly piercing through his flesh and striking directly at his Purple Mansion Divine Soul!
GONG—!!!
It was as if a great bell had been violently struck inside Black Mountain Master’s mind!
All his surging feelings of guilt, regret, and the weak desire for peace scattered like smoke in a gale, disintegrating in an instant!
In their place, a shocked fury instantly restored his clarity.
He snapped his head up, the dazed look of guilt in his eyes vanishing without a trace.
Only the blazing fire of shocked fury remained, fixed in a deathly glare at the nearby Qi Yun!
As for Qi Yun, the gentle and sincere expression on his face was now completely gone.
In its place was a hint of unconcealed disappointment, as if lamenting a fish that had broken free from the hook right as it was about to be reeled in.
"You... you dare try to use Enlightenment on me?!!"
Black Mountain Master hissed through his teeth, his voice distorted by extreme rage and lingering fear!
’He almost had me!’
Seeing this, Qi Yun knew the attempt had failed. The look of disappointment on his face quickly vanished. He gave a slight sneer, and his body flickered like a phantom. Disappearing from before Black Mountain Master, he reappeared in an instant within the light beside Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch, standing shoulder to shoulder with him as if he had never moved.
Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch had originally achieved his Dao through the Refinement of the World Honored One’s Handwriting. Although he had since converted from Buddhism to Daoism, he had not discarded this method of Enlightenment.
And since Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch was the Daoist Inheritance Dharma Body that Qi Yun had severed from himself using the Great Divine Technique, *Primordial True Body*, their very origins were interconnected. That was how Qi Yun could naturally borrow this profound technique, attempting to silently shake his opponent’s Dao Heart.
"You disgraceful thing."
A cold, indifferent, and utterly emotionless voice rang out softly, yet filled with authority.
As the words were spoken, the hand resting on Black Mountain Master’s shoulder casually flicked to the side.
The motion was casual, as if brushing dust from a shoulder.
BANG—!!!!
But Black Mountain Master felt as if he’d been slammed head-on by an entire, surging primordial glacier!
Like a worn-out sack tossed by a giant, he was sent flying sideways, a helpless, blurry afterimage with no power to resist!
BOOM, RUMBLE—!!!
He crashed directly into the heart of a towering, previously untouched Stone Mountain several miles away!
With a tremendous crash, the mountain trembled violently, a massive, bottomless, human-shaped cavern cracking open in its side. A storm of shattered rock rained down, completely burying his figure. His aura weakened in an instant, his fate unknown.
Only then did the owner of that hand fully reveal himself.
The same simple black robe. The same face, as cold and hard as iron that had been chilled for ten thousand years. The same eyes, which seemed to freeze all of existence.
True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law.
His calm gaze traveled across the vast, collapsing wasteland and the billowing dust, settling on the figure opposite him: Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch, who stood barefoot upon a lotus, his body wreathed in light.
His lips did not move.
Yet a grand, majestic, and resonant voice suddenly echoed across thousands of miles of Heaven and Earth, each word striking like a hammer against everyone’s Dao Heart:
"Fellow Daoist, you grace us with your presence,"
"and with such an entrance, you injure one of my Disciples..."
"Do you intend to go to war with my Wuji Holy Sect—"
"to start a war?"
The voice was not impassioned, yet it carried a resolute finality that severed all causality and permitted no argument.
Faced with this direct, cold, and unyielding question, Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch, who was bathed in Infinite Light, simply gave a faint smile.
It was a gentle, warm smile that instantly diluted the murderous intent that had nearly solidified in the air.
"You speak too seriously, Fellow Daoist."
His voice was just as tranquil, carrying a natural power that shone like a beacon, calming all agitation.
"I was passing through this place when I saw this young friend. His disposition is simple and honest, his Dao Thought firm and pure. And yet, it seems... within your esteemed sect, he has suffered many hardships."
"I felt an instant kinship with him, and my heart was moved by his wasted talent.
Furthermore, I have long heard that the Wuji Holy Sect is the wellspring of the Northwest Demon Path—a place where all ways converge. It is said you accept heroes from every corner of the world and teach all without discrimination, a truly magnificent philosophy. I have admired you from afar for a long time."
"Today, I have come specifically to pay my respects." Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch’s smile widened as he offered a formal bow to True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law from a distance.
"I have no other intentions. I only ask if Fellow Daoist would be so kind as to allow me a place to stay and cultivate within the Holy Sect’s blessed lands, so that I might contemplate the mysteries of the Great Dao with you all. Would that be possible?"
The moment he spoke, the murderous aura hanging between Heaven and Earth abruptly stalled.
The frozen eyes of True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law twitched almost imperceptibly.
The eternal coldness and authority on his face melted away like thin ice in the spring sun, instantly replaced by a peaceful, even enthusiastic smile. The change was astonishingly fast.
"Ah, so that’s how it is!"
True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law’s voice had also become warm and pleasant.
"It seems I was too hasty and have misunderstood you, Fellow Daoist.
My Holy Sect has always held benevolence and righteousness in the highest regard, opening our gates wide to welcome all those who aspire to the Great Dao. This is a well-known fact."
He raised a hand, making a welcoming gesture.
"That a person of your stature is willing to grace us with your presence is a great fortune for our Holy Sect. Your arrival brings light to our humble home!
We will naturally prepare our finest accommodations and welcome you with open arms!"
"Excellent! Most excellent!" Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch clapped his hands and laughed, the light around him dancing joyfully. "Fellow Daoist is truly magnanimous!"
"However."
His tone shifted, becoming more solemn, though his smile did not change.
"There is one more matter, concerning this young friend of mine. I wonder if Fellow Daoist... could oblige me one more time?"
"Oh?"
True Monarch of No Dao Extreme Law raised an eyebrow.
"Please, speak freely, Fellow Daoist. As long as your request is reasonable, I will naturally do my utmost."
Great Sun Purple Extreme True Monarch gestured toward Qi Yun at his side and said with a smile:
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